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Yup, that's what Michael says and he might or might not be telling the truthxmag wrote: Liz being how she is because he healed her ? then, what about Maria ? she was healed too !
But Michael did save Liz by giving her a part of his energy. Maria is changed too and she has powers but the way Max healed her is completely different from what Michael did to Liz. Remember, Michael is not a healer like Max, though all the aliens, Michael, Isabel and Tess can heal a bit.As for Liz being ALL human and Michael calling her Rina, you will find out the answers very soon.
Max CAN sense Liz, as you would all have guessed by now, but Liz cannot sense Max. As to why he sensed Liz when he was young for a short while and your other questions will be answered soon. There is a good reason for thatSmileeUk wrote: So Max could sense his mate when he was young but she died? That doesn't explain why Max could sense a black hair girl when he touched Michael's pod.
It also needs some explanation about Liz's connection to Max.
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and I am glad that you love this fic And nope, Liz wasn't the other one in the pods
though Max did get a flash of a brown haired girl floating in the pod. I hope this doesn't confuse you but it will be explained soon.Behrsgirl77: Hey Tanya! I am glad you are doing well and Thank you so much for Betaing this part
Part 30:
“Don’t you just hate it when people try to control your life? When they assume that you are going to live by their expectations?” Liz demanded rhetorically, as she sat with a loud thump opposite Max and Maria, in the quad.
Maria looked at Max for a second, who was watching Liz sympathetically, before turning back to Liz, completely confused by the thoroughly annoyed expression on the usually calm and serene Liz.
It had been two weeks since Claudia’s death and both Maria and Isabel had pestered Liz, till she had started hanging out with them. Though she was reluctant at first, Liz soon started enjoying their company and the fact that it irked Michael gave her an extra sense of satisfaction. Since last week, Liz had started having lunch with Max, Maria, Isabel, Kyle and Tess accompanied by a reluctant and forbidding Michael, who spent most of his time glaring at Isabel, Maria, Max and Tess in turn.
“Liz…” Maria began but Max shushed her as Liz ranted on.
“They have all these dreams and aspirations for you, which they expect you to fulfill not caring whether you want those or not. They decide your whole life even before you are born and heaven forbid if you do not follow their precious planning. It’s ridiculous. I mean, aren’t we a person by our own right? Don’t we have our own hopes, desires and feelings? It’s our life after all. I hate …” Liz stopped, as she saw Maria frantically holding one of the vials under her nose and Max watching it partly amused and partly in concern.
“It calms you down,” Maria said seeing Liz’s grimace and continued to hold the vial under Liz’s nose.
“I am fine Maria,” Liz said sheepishly and then glanced at them shyly. “Sorry, for…”
“It’s okay Liz,” Max smiled at her gently. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Liz shook her head and then sighed deeply, “Its my father.” She glanced at Max who encouraged her with a smile. “He had always wanted me to go to Harvard. You could say it’s his lifelong dream.” Liz unconsciously smiled as she spoke. “He put up this poster of Harvard in my room when I was five and said that it was the place where famous scientists went to. That was the first time I decided I wanted to be a scientist too.”
“You don’t want to go there?” Max queried softly, sensing a deep melancholy feeling.
“I wanted to for a long time. But dreams change,” Liz closed her eyes not wanting to think why hers had changed. “And my dad doesn’t seem to get that. So we had a big, ah… you could say, misunderstanding today.”
Maria sighed at the love struck look on Max’s face. That man was a goner. She had never seen him happier than he had been this past week. In spite of Maria’s convincing that she felt dandy with kick-ass powers, Max had been guilt-stricken when he had learned that Maria had changed because of him. To make matters worse, Max had been horrified to realize that he had used his powers in front of Liz and had gone to speak with her wondering why Michael didn’t say anything about it.
It was a pale and shocked Max, who had finally told Isabel and Maria, that Liz didn’t remember a single thing that had happened that night. Max had been really depressed for a while, thinking of the night with Liz, their amazing kiss and the fact that Liz didn’t remember any of it. It was then he remembered the flashes that he saw in her head. Maria was certain that Michael was lying and Liz might have changed, which could probably explain why he saw those flashes in her head. Knowing better than to tell Michael that he got these flashes when he kissed Liz, Max, in fright, had finally demanded Isabel and Maria to leave Michael alone.
Seeing the frustrated look on Liz’s face, Max gently placed his hand on top of hers on the table, reveling happily in the warmth that spread across his whole body at the contact. Last week in the lab, Max was as usual mooning over Liz when he had accidentally brushed against her. A tingling sensation had begun at his nerve endings with a buzzing sound in his ear and all of a sudden, he had felt alive, his senses sharper and his energy focused and he had felt more connected to Liz than ever before. For a second, he could almost hear her thoughts. At first he had been puzzled and scared thinking that she might have also felt that. But seeing no reaction from her, he had been disappointed as well as relieved, certain that him being different had something to do with it.
Connected, Max thought giddily. He had long since figured out that somehow he was sensing Liz’s intense emotions and feelings and not Michael’s. To say he was relieved that it was not Michael was a huge understatement. He had been grinning like a fool the whole day when he realized it, not even mentioning why to Maria or Isabel. It was his little secret and he assumed it had something to do with Michael giving Liz a part of his energy. He didn’t want to analyze it much; he just wanted to bask in the feeling.
“Hey, just give your dad a little time. He might come around,” Max comforted her. He had been sensing her anger and aggravation since morning and just wanted her to let go of it.
Liz shook her head exasperated, “No, you don’t understand…”
“Liz, its okay to live your own life, to follow your dreams. Believe me, I know how it is to have your whole life mapped out in front of you, taking away your free will, choices and decisions.” When Liz looked at him surprised, he murmured, “Long story” and then continued on. “But he only wants what’s best for his little girl. Yeah, he will be disappointed for a while but I am sure he will agree with you eventually. Just remember Liz, we make our own destiny.”
“Thanks,” Liz murmured smiling, as Max softly brushed her palm with his thumb.
“Aww…” Maria said happily, seeing the staring match going on between Liz and Max.
“I bet it goes on more than ten minutes this time,” Kyle added as he sat opposite Maria.
Isabel gave him a sharp jab for his comment pushing him aside and ignoring his groan, sat between him and Liz.
“God! This is making me nauseous,” Isabel said waving her hand in front of Liz and Max. “Remind me again, why we thought this was a good idea?”
“Come on Iz. Aren’t they cute?” Maria gushed out.
“Maxie!” Tess’ whining voice broke them both out of their trance and they both blushed looking down, at getting caught.
“Damn! Only two more minutes,” Kyle muttered looking at his watch and twisted successfully avoiding another jab from Isabel but gave a sharp yelp when Maria’s foot met his shin.
“I missed you,” Tess said as she attached herself firmly to Max’s left side.
Seeing Max’s grimace, Liz couldn’t suppress her smile and she giggled out loud.
“What’s so funny?” Tess demanded, glaring at Liz.
“It could be you,” Michael said pointedly, as he joined them and sat near Liz, sending a warning glare Tess’ way.
Resuming his usual glowering at the table’s occupants, he picked up a fry off Liz’s plate avoiding her swat and took a bite. He immediately spit it out grimacing at the bland taste, as Liz smiled at him cheekily. Fortunately for him, none of the aliens had brought Tabasco to the school yet as they brought home made lunches or the Crashdown food with Tabasco already added. But Michael wasn’t sure how far his luck would run coz one look at the bottle, Liz would definitely know about them. That was one of the main reasons he didn’t want her having lunch with them.
Tess scowled at Michael and Liz for a moment and then turned back her attention to Max and the others. Something in Michael’s knowing expression, made her sure that he was the one who had stolen the crystal from her room. But accusing him, that too without proof, meant she had to tell them that she had the crystal in the first place. Since Michael hadn’t confronted her about it yet, she couldn’t help feeling that he knew more about them all than he was letting on. She had also learnt from going through Maria’s memories that Michael had somehow healed Liz. But how could any alien just give part of their energy to a human, without having a connection first? If so, how had that connection between Michael and Liz formed? One thing Tess was certain. She wasn’t the only one here with secrets.
Maria observed silently the speculative looks Michael was throwing Max and Liz. She would bet on her life, okay maybe not her life, but definitely Kyle’s, that Michael damn well knew why Max and Liz seem to have this whole look-into-my-soul thing going on between them.
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“Did you find anything yet?” Max asked, stopping for a moment and wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeves.
“Yeah! 1 dead snake, 2 live scorpions and a few bones,” Kyle muttered sarcastically, still digging the sand near the old radio tower. “Are you sure, this was the place in your stupid vision or whatever.”
“It wasn’t stupid” Max said annoyed “and yeah, I saw this tower only.” He hadn’t wanted Valenti to join them but he couldn’t deny that Kyle was useful. It would have taken an awful lot of time if he were the only one digging like mad.
“This sucks!” Kyle threw the shovel down and marched angrily towards the huge cluster of rocks, where Maria was sitting with binoculars. He and Max had been digging for the past one-hour in the hot sun without any results and he was sick and tired of it.
“Why do you get to be the lookout and we get to do all the work?” he demanded angry.
“Coz I was smart enough to choose to be the look out,” Maria then shrugged and ignoring Kyle’s incredulous look resumed looking though the lens.
“Unbelievable,” Kyle muttered as he walked towards the jeep where Isabel was bobbing her head to a song. “And what’s your reason for not helping us, your Highness?”
Isabel looked at him for a second as if he was an idiot and then said, “Are you kidding me? You will be like sweating and there are snakes, scorpions and what not?” She shuddered dramatically. “Besides, I don’t wanna break my nails.”
Kyle gaped at her with his mouth open and then snorted. “Fuck it! You are the alien. I don’t even have to do this. I quit! Adios amigos.”
“Stop being such a baby Kyle,” Maria said, going past him towards the jeep, to get a drink from the cooler they had brought. “Be a man and join Max there.”
Kyle snorted, glancing at Max for a moment, who was still digging around steadfastly ignoring their squabble.
“Please! Its not as if you are doing this for free,” Isabel began irritated.
“Did you hear that?” Max interrupted her suddenly, cocking his head to a side.
“Hear what?” Isabel quizzed looking at him blankly.
A few seconds later, all of them heard the sound of a motorbike coming closer to them.
“Who is it?” Maria asked fearfully.
Kyle looked at her pointedly. “You are the lookout.”
“Shit!” Maria exclaimed as she ran towards the boulder. But by the time she climbed it the rider had reached them.
Reaching up to remove his helmet, Michael casually greeted them, grinning. “What’s up?”
“What are you doing here?” Isabel asked him narrowing her eyes.
“I followed you all.”
Maria, who had by now come back down, looked at him suspiciously. “We have been here for an hour.”
“I know,” Michael smirked at them. “I would have waited longer to see you all sweat more like pigs,” he gestured towards the holes in the sand, “but I got to get to my shift soon. So, just thought I would come and check it out.”
Kyle suddenly exploded, “You mean you were simply sitting on your ass for an hour instead of helping us?”
Michael grinned again unrepentantly. “You never invited me.”
“Why you insufferable…” All three of them started reaming him when Max yelled suddenly.
“Enough!” He then frowned at Michael. “What do you want Michael?”
“I know whatever you guys are searching for is something alien. So what is it?”
“Why should we tell you?” Max demanded. “You don’t tell us all of your secrets.”
“Like what?” Michael queried casually.
“Maybe you should start with who Tris is?”
Michael immediately stiffened and asked tightly, “From where did you hear that name?”
“So you do know him.” Isabel added triumphantly.
“How do you know that name?” Michael repeated his question.
“The painting in Liz’s house.” Max said truthfully. “I…I recognize that place.”
Michael visibly relaxed knowing that they didn’t really know anything else. “Ekshira,” Michael whispered softly then clarified to the others. “That’s what the place is called and it’s on Sardenia. It was one of my earliest memories.”
“You expect us to believe that you are Tris?” Maria asked incredulously.
Michael snarled. “That’s the truth. My full name was TrisaRath but usually everyone called me Rath.”
Max looked at him puzzled. Michael had hated when he called him Rath, so how come he was okay signing his name as Tris?
“So who called you Tris?”
“My si…family,” Michael said impatient. “Now if that is all, I want to know what you are searching for.”
Max sighed, focusing on the matter at hand and began. “I had some sort of vision of the army hunting someone like us, and whoever that was buried something alien around here somewhere near the old radio tower.”
“That’s it?” Michael asked skeptically.
Max glared at him. “I know what I saw. I have never seen this place or tower before yet it is exactly the same as it was in my vision. So I am definite that something alien is buried under here somewhere.”
“Okay, okay,” Michael held his hands up. “Say I believe you, how did you have that vision?”
Kyle also looked up interested, as Max hadn’t said anything about how or why he had the vision. Max fidgeted nervously not wanting to tell Michael the real reason and die an early death. For he was certain, that though Michael seemed okay with him being friends with Liz, he definitely would blast him if he ever found out that he had kissed Liz, that too when she was drunk and he was supposed to look after her. Sure he could always say the truth, which was he had no idea how he found himself in the amazing kiss with her in the first place, but he didn’t think that Michael would buy it.
“I…uhm…I am not sure but I have been having this vision for some days now,” Max cringed internally as to how much of an expert he seemed to be at lying nowadays.
Michael looked at him suspiciously for a moment and then nodded his head. “Okay, but we need more help, preferably an alien.”
“And you think the home planet is going to beam you some?” Maria asked sarcastically, as Isabel sniggered.
“No,” Michael smiled at them triumphantly. “But one will arrive in approximately two minutes.”
Much to everyone’s surprise and Michael’s smug look, they all saw a car coming towards them and a few seconds later Tess got down from her SUV, a bit uneasy that everyone seemed to be expecting her.
“You called her here?” Maria asked him, glaring at Tess.
Michael rolled his eyes. “No. Little Miss. Sherlock here has been following me around like a puppy for the past two days.”
Everyone gasped as Tess muttered a strangled “What?”
“I figured it’s only a few minutes before she herself came to take a look at what’s going on here.”
Tess finally found her voice and denied angrily. “I wasn’t following you.”
Michael snorted at that. “I have been evading skins for the past year and you think I wouldn’t notice a stupid little alien like you?”
“How dare you…” Tess began furious that her plans seemed to be foiled now.
“Stop It!” Max suddenly ordered them and then looked at Tess. “Aren’t we supposed to be working with each other?” When Tess opened her mouth to argue, he continued wearily, “Look, you both can deal with it later. Right now, we need to find something before it gets dark.”
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Liz looked through the files in the cabinet hurriedly before Whittaker returned. After an intense search online, she had finally found that Sheila Hubble was the wife of an alien hunter and had died around 40 years back in 1957. Pierce was an alien hunter and since she got a flash about Sheila Hubble from Pierce, Liz was certain that something alien-related had happened to Sheila as otherwise Pierce wouldn’t have been interested in her to begin with. Hence her current search in Whitaker’s office for files dating back to 1957.
A headline suddenly caught her eye.
Miraculous Escape for Crashdown Waitress
Giving a quick read, she found that last summer, a waitress had been rumored shot but it was a false alarm since the bullet that had missed her by inches was later found in the wall. However, a tourist claimed that the waitress was in fact shot but someone went up to her and saved her. Getting curious, since the article didn’t mention any names, Liz made a mental note to look it up later. After about 30 minutes, she stood up frustrated. The files here didn’t go back any further than 1980. The older files were probably in the FBI archives. But how could she access that?
Getting a sudden idea, Liz sat in Whitaker’s seat and switched on her computer. The FBI logo with a password prompt came on. Biting her lip, she closed her eyes and concentrating, started touching various things on the desk willing a flash to appear. She had never been able to control getting flashes or premonitions so she hoped it worked this time.
‘Vanessa, honey, you are beautiful.’
‘Ahh…Daniel…’
Liz scrunched her face in disgust as she quickly removed her hand from the desk corner. This was so not what she had in mind when she started looking for flashes.
‘This is member 1283 of the Universal Friendship League reporting as scheduled.’
Liz frowned at the image of Whitaker talking to someone on the phone. What the heck was the Universal Friendship League? She stored it in her mind as one more thing to check out.
Just as she was about to give up, her fingers skimmed the keyboard sending her a flash of Whitaker typing something. Concentrating on that longer, Liz finally grinned figuring out the password. She quickly typed in the password and heaved a sigh of relief when Access Granted flashed on the screen. But her relief was short lived and she quickly turned pale when she found out what she was looking for.
Autopsy Report of Sheila Hubble:
Cause of Death: Subject’s internal stomach organs were fried to a crisp, including the 2-month old fetus, with the rest of the body untouched.
Identification Marks: A silver handprint found on the Subject’s stomach. The mark mysteriously disappeared after a couple of days.
Liz felt like throwing up as she started reading the report in more detail. As far as she knew, the only alien alive around 1957 was the one currently masquerading as a Hollywood Director. Though Langley was many things, she would never have believed him to be a cold-blooded killer. God! Why had he killed an innocent pregnant woman?
Before she could read further, she heard the sound of a door opening on the outer office. Panicking, Liz hastily closed the reports and tried deleting what she had seen. She couldn’t remove the log that would have already been filed that Vanessa Whitaker signed in at this time but she could remove traces of what she had looked at hopefully.
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Kyle tried not to be too impressed with the display that Michael was showing. That arrogant ass could have easily come and helped them to do it the easier way instead of allowing them to dig around endlessly.
Michael had both his arms stretched out and as he concentrated, the sand grains below easily loosened then rose up swirling in the air, giving the impression of a gathering sand storm before finally settling to the side. After watching Michael for a few minutes, Max had concentrated for a long time and had finally succeeded in emulating Michael though the amount of sand cleared was lesser than that of Michael’s. Both Isabel and Tess were moving the piling sand far away, with a wave of their hand.
Kyle looked at a surly Maria glaring at Michael and tried to control his laughter thinking over what had happened. Maria had naturally wanted to help, with her newfound abilities, but she seemed to put more sand back into the hole than removing from it. Michael had outright laughed at her, which had resulted in Maria blasting him gleefully. Max had finally put a stop to that and Maria had gone back to sulking around and glaring at Michael.
“How much longer is this going to take?” Isabel called out wearily.
“I am sure its somewhere here…” Max abruptly stopped as a bright light shot out above, from one of the holes.
Everyone quickly surrounded it as Max carefully unearthed an oval thing having two swirling symbols with a dot in between, on top.
“The communication orb,” Tess said excitedly and Michael looked up at her sharply.
“OMG! Look at the sky,” Maria suddenly yelled and everyone let out a gasp as they saw the same symbol on the orb, shining brightly in the sky.
“Shit!” Michael cursed as he quickly folded his jacket around the orb but the light still shone from it.
“What’s wrong?” Max demanded seeing the frantic look on Michael’s face.
“We have to get the hell out of here now.” Michael said as he started waving his hand to fill the holes with sand. “We have no idea who might have seen that fucking signal. If there are any skins nearby, we are dead not to mention government agents. Hurry up!”
Within five minutes, they had cleaned up the place and were ready to go back.
“We need to go to someplace near and stay low for some time before going back home,” Michael said looking around them quickly.
“The pod chamber,” Max said swiftly. “Its nearer than our homes yet far enough from this place for anyone to connect this both.”
Michael nodded his head, “Okay. Drive separately. I will make sure no one’s after us.”
*****
Congresswoman Whitaker paused with her hand on the doorknob to her office, her gaze drawn towards something shining in the sky.
A feral smile lit her face, as she recognized the symbol of the Granolith and the Whirlwind Galaxy, lit up on the sky. She quickly pressed the speed dial on her cell phone.
“Member 1283 reporting for the Vilondra project. Targets confirmed and alive in Roswell.”
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A/N: Just a short note to let you all know, that my fic, Say You'll Be Mine, will be updated later today
but hopefully this will clear the confusion. Michael actually had a flash of his past memory as Rath when he touched the orb. The orbs are used for communication and Michael found himself or rather Rath communicating with Zan via the orb the day they all died. Zan had been fighting, hence the wounds and then Zan felt the pain of his wife Ava. 
Hope it doesn't suck.