Roswell Fanatics

Title: Twin Set of Lovers Rewrite
Series: Aliens Galore Series
Author: Dez/Jezebel Jinx/VampireQueen21
Couple: Mi/L + Dakeri/Rath smaller couples will be decided later
Rating: Mature (some sections might border on Adult but I don’t think they get there)
Summary: Liz and Michael have had a past together, what happens when they both realize it? Liz is starting to realize she’s changing. The Dupes are going to be helping Liz with her powers.
A.N. Zan never died; the truck never ran him over. Lonnie has left the dupes to go looking for the other aliens herself. This is up to a few days before ‘Meet the Dupes’.
A.N. 2: I’ve rewritten this fic, I wasn’t happy with the majority of the parts so I rewrote a lot of the first few chapters. Most will stay the same I just added more detail, back-story, etc and changed some lines that I looked at and wasn’t pleased with. Also I changed Maria’s character a lot, it doesn’t become apparent till about Chapter 8 though, also for the sake of argument Maria doesn’t know about Future Max, I'm not entire sure what ep Liz tells her so she just does not know.
A.N. 3: The prequel to this fic is called Fairy Tale: Rath and Dakeri’s Story. I would recommend reading that first so you know more about Rath and Dakeri and more about the past lives of both Rath and Dakeri as well as Michael and Liz, but you don’t have too you’ll still be able to understand what’s going on in this fic fine.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really I don’t.

Chapter 1

November 17, 2000

Roswell

Liz stalks up to the order window, frustrated with Michael for taking so long. “Michael, do you have the salad ready for table three? They’ve been waiting for that salad for about thirty minutes.” She taps her fingernails against the metal sill.

“I got a lot on my mind right now Liz.” Michael places the salad on the order window. “Salad.” For the past couple weeks he’s been having vivid dreams, some are peaceful and calming while others are not so much, it’s all he has thought about since they started.

The latest had been a series of painful and torturous times. He was looking out of the eyes of someone, who he assumed was Rath, the alien he used to be on Antar, and Michael felt every last nuance of Rath’s emotions. Heartbreak over a miscarriage his beloved had, frustration at his troops, and mind numbing fury directed toward Zan, his King and once best friend.

“Thank you.” Liz hesitates for a moment staring at her friend. Something’s going on with him, she can feel it, but what she doesn’t know. Reluctantly moves away from Michael toward table three. “Sorry about the wait. It’s on the house.” Liz pleasantly smiles at the customer.

Liz goes to table four to take their orders when Maria came running through the Crash doors looking excited. She gets table four’s orders and takes them to Michael. Then goes over to Agnes and asks if she can cover for the rest of her almost over shift. Agnes reluctantly agrees to it and Liz follows Maria into the back room. “You seem excited, what’s going on?”

“Chica, I'm singing Saturday night at that new performance space center next to the museum!” Maria squeals and jumps up and down. “I mean can you believe it?”

Liz hugs Maria delighted for her. “I'm so happy for you Maria. This is a great opportunity.”

“This is just another small stepping stone for me achieving my dream.” Maria looks over at the clock. “Ugh, my shift is about to start.” Maria goes to her locker and starts to get changed.

“Ria, you and me should celebrate tonight after your shift. We could go down to that new dance club ‘Rave’ and have the rest of the group come too.” Liz punches out and begins to undress out of her uniform.

“Oh, chica, I can’t… tonight the manager is taking me and the rest of the performers out to celebrate. If I didn’t have to go to that it would be you and me you know it hon. But I gotta go to this if I want to make a good impression for future gigs. Cuz he’ll tell someone that I'm really good, and then it’s just a whole domino effect thing. You understand right?” Maria explains, not bothering to turn around to and look Liz in the face while she’s explaining.

Michael exits the kitchen, his shift over as he hears the end of Maria’s ramble. He and Maria have been in a serious off phase lately. Ever since Liz faked sleeping with Kyle Maria’s been spending more time with Maxwell while he, Michael, has been with Liz. In fact if he were honest with himself he’d admit that ever since he found Liz crying on the balcony a month ago the last thing he wanted was to be around Maria. It was like he was drawn to Liz in some way.

“No, it’s ok. Some other time.” Michael hears the disappointment in Liz’s voice, the need to comfort her almost overwhelming. Maria on the other hand didn’t seem to notice or worse not care.

“Great.” Maria puts on her antennae “I knew you would understand, girl,” and goes out to feed the masses for a few hours.

Liz finishes changing and slumps down on the employee couch curious as to how her and Maria’s friendship got so screwed up. After the Kyle incident, which Max told the whole group about, the majority of the gang didn’t want anything to do with her.

Max for the obvious reasons, Tess never liked her but seemed now to respect her, Kyle avoided her, Isabel hated her for ‘cheating’ on her brother, and Maria became closer to Max and spent less and less time with her. However Alex was still the same, not disliking anyone and being everyone’s friend and Michael surprised her a lot. He never believed for a second that she would sleep with Kyle not when she didn’t love him.

Michael watches Liz as she sits on the couch, pain, sadness, and a touch of anger is radiating from her entire face. Automatically he ambles up to her taking the space next to her, and puts his arm around her shoulders, the display of comfort natural when it comes to Liz. He knew he should be worried about his acceptation of touching Liz so freely but he couldn’t bring himself to dwell on it to heavily. “You ok?”

Liz doesn’t say anything; she just shakes her head ‘no’ and leans into him, the movement natural for her as well. “Do you wanna talk about it?” Again she shakes her head negatively.

“Maybe later ok Michael?” Liz glances up at him knowing he’ll understand why she doesn’t want to talk yet. Most of the time she likes to sort out her feelings and thoughts before she involves other people.

“You can come over tonight if you want though. Even come through the front door and everything, since Dad’s going to a convention and Mom’s going with him.” For some reason or another her parents weren’t that thrilled with her growing friendship with Michael. They continued to try and push her either back towards Max, Kyle, or some other Roswellian boy, but not Michael.

“Alright, I’ll be here at 7:30.” The two stand from their positions on the sofa and face each other. Without saying a word Liz leans up and places a soft friendly kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you Michael, see you tonight.” She leaves Michael standing there and ascends the stairs to the Parker’s apartment. Liz feels better knowing Michael is coming over tonight. He has always been there for her and even more so since the Kyle fiasco.

October 30, 2000; Flashback

Liz was sitting on her balcony crying when she heard the familiar rattle of someone climbing her ladder. She’s about to reach for the bat that she keeps by her chair, but she stops when she feels who it is. It’s Michael. He’s always making the rounds to make sure everyone is safe.

For some reason or another she’s been able to feel whenever Michael is near since Max had healed her that fateful day in the Crashdown. She can faintly feel Max, Isabel, and Tess but with Michael it’s always the strongest. She never really thought about why…till now that is.

Michael, who had heard Liz crying, climbed up the ladder to see her, looking like she had been waiting for him. “Are you ok?” He looks around the balcony. He notices her face, all red from her crying and her eyes puffy.

“I'm really fine Michael. I’ve just…I’ve a rough couple of days.” Michael climbs over the wall, on to lean on it while looking at Liz.

“Look Liz, I know we don’t really talk…but if you need to talk…I mean, what you say to me, well, I just won’t tell Max. …And I won’t tell Isabel, Tess…,” Michael thinks for a short moment, “well, I never tell the blonde bitch anything.” Liz laughs and he’s warmed at making her laugh. It’s been awhile since she’s been happy enough to laugh. “Basically what I'm saying is that I won’t tell anybody anything unless you want me too.” For a few moments all she does is stare at him, making him squirm under her gaze.

“Umm, here sit down Michael.” Liz moves her feet out of the way and motions for him to sit next to her. Slowly he walks over and takes the seat she offered. For the whole night the two talked till the early dawn hours, it was so easy for him to open up to Liz. Something that he should have questioned, he’s never been able to open up that quickly with someone.

Liz didn’t tell Michael about Future Max, but she did tell him that she never really slept with Kyle. It was just meant so Max would back off and think she had moved on. Liz had told him that there was something, something major that she wanted to tell him but she couldn’t just yet. Michael didn’t mind and told her that when she was ready to tell him he’d be there for her.

Before he left Liz hugged him and thanked him for being there and listening to her problems. Michael promised her that anything she needed anything, anything at all that he’d be there for her. Well, she was ready a few days later. To say Michael was astonished and humbled by Liz’s sacrifice was an understatement. He almost couldn’t believe how much she had sacrificed for him…for all of them.

End Flashback

Since that day on her balcony, Michael and her had gotten much closer. Something Max and Maria, not to mention the rest of the once close group, had noticed and most didn’t exactly approve of it. Liz checks the time and decided that she has enough time to take a shower. She undresses, gets on her robe and goes into her bathroom leaving the door open. Turning the hot water facet then the cold, she drops her robe on the floor and gets in

TBC

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pandas2001: This fic is my baby, since it's the first I started writing. So I could never leave it unfinished.
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Thank you so much for the feedback. I just finished chpt 11 last night. Yay. Here's another chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter 2

November 17, 2000

New York

“Mmm, babe as much as I want to continue this,” Rath kisses Dakeri again plunging inside the recesses of her mouth stroking her tongue with his. “We gotta get grub…other than ourselves that is.”

“Do we have too,” Dakeri lightly brushes her lips against Rath’s cheek, “you’re so tasty.” Dakeri nips lightly on his chin.

Rath had been gone for three days, finding out information about the summit meeting that was supposed to occur in a little over a week. Normally she would have gone with him but Rath didn’t know what he’d find and the last thing he wanted was to bring her into an alien battle. So she reluctantly agreed to stay home and worry, fortunately Rath entered her dreams and comforted her while he was away.

Ava knocks on the door and without waiting for an answer comes barging in. “Hey come on you two, finish getting dressed we’re goin’ ta go eat.” The couple continues their lip-lock. “Dak, finish getting dressed means you gotta get off Rath’s lap.” Ava smiles at her friend.

“Oh come on Ava…let Dakeri have her Rathy fix. After all, I have been gone for three days, trying to find out when that meeting is.” Rath roves his hand up and down Dakeri’s bare back.

“Rath, Dakeri come on.” Zan stomps into the room angrily. “We’re gettin’ grub then headin’ for Roswell, New Mexico.”

Dakeri stares at him like he’s lost his mind. “Why are we going to a hole in the wall town like Roswell, New Mexico?” Rath grabs a near by blanket from the floor covering Dakeri’s upper body from Zan’s prying, lustful eyes. He’s wanted her ever since they saw her in a park levitating benches and blowing up lights. When they found out that she was another alien like them Zan just wanted her more.

“We’re goin’ there cuz that’s where the second group of the Royal Four were left. Why…I don’t knows, you’d think dat if they were dropped somewhere it be a town like New York, or LA some town other than Roswell so they won’t be bored. Guess we’s the lucky ones.” Zan explained with a gentler tone in his voice.

“Alright Zan. Dak and I will be done here momentarily.” Rath sneers at Zan all the while glaring at Zan wanting him out of the room away from his former wife. Although Rath knows what Zan did to Dakeri was in a past life it still doesn’t matter to him, he doesn’t nor will he ever trust Zan around her. If Zan’s in the room with Dakeri, Rath is right there with them.

Ava pushes a hesitant Zan out of the room knowing that Zan was about to say something that would send Rath into a frenzy. “Just hurry it up. I'm hungry, k guys.” Ava shuts the door and uses her powers to lock it from the inside so Zan doesn’t try to barge in.

Sometimes Ava wonders why she’s even still with Zan. It’s obvious that he’s not as into her as he is Dakeri. When Dakeri first came to their family Ava wanted to hate her but it was impossible to. She’s just so friendly, and it helped that she felt a familial bond with Dakeri, Dak was so giving and caring that Ava wondered at times if she was really one of them. Since the rest, herself included tended to be rough sometimes cruel to the core.

However it might be because of how Dakeri was raised, with a protector that loved her and watched over her while their protector abandoned them in a sewer. But seeing how much Dak loved Rath and how much Rath returned those sentiments, it was obvious that she belonged. In exception to Lonnie, everyone loved her.

Roswell

Lonnie has only just arrived in Cornball, USA and already she feels the need to cause trouble, but first things first, she’s got to find a motel. Back in New York she mugged a guy, stole his wallet, keys, and car and headed for the Dumpster town known as Roswell.

“What a cornball city.” Turning her gaze to the left, sees a guy jogging toward a restaurant with a UFO above the entrance, he looks like Rath a lot like him. Lonnie parks her stolen vehicle and eases out of the driver’s seat.

Locking the car she begins to follow the Rath look-a-like, someone she’s sure is part of the other set sent on the ship, she stays far enough behind his so as not to cause suspicion. The look-a-like turns into a side alley, before she can turn the corner to continue trailing him she hears the rattling of a ladder.

Just as he climbs over the edge and onto a balcony Lonnie hears a voice that she could mistake. Dakeri, the bitch that stole Rath away from her. Lonnie knew, even before Dakeri came into their lives that he was lost to her. It all started with those damn ‘flashes’ he received from her weeks before she arrived, at first Lonnie didn’t want to admit that Rath wasn’t hers anymore but after Dakeri came she couldn’t deny it any longer, she wasn’t even sure Rath was ever hers.

When Rath and Zan saw her that day in the park it was only a matter time before that flat-chested brunette bitch replaced her. Apparently Rath’s look-a-like and the Dakeri bitch look-a-like go together in this town too. It’s gotta be a conspiracy. There was no other explanation.

New York

Through the crowded streets of New York, Dakeri, Rath, Zan, and Ava make their way to a McDonalds that was near their small home. A few months ago Dakeri, Rath, and Ava got jobs, Dak worked at a bar (she had a fake ID), Rath worked…well, stole, sold the items, and collected the money, while Ava worked at the same bar Dakeri did.

Zan hadn’t even attempted to look for a job, Dak and Rath refused, for a few days at least, to let Zan live in the house. But eventually they let him live there, it wasn’t because he was their King or because they liked having him around, it was because of Ava. She always had and probably always will have a soft spot for Zan; it was her pleading with them to let Zan live with them that finally cracked their refusal.

Needing grub but not wanting to pay for it Zan convinces Ava to mind warp the employees and customers. Reluctantly she does and Zan with Dakeri’s help grab burgers, fries and apple pie. Within moments they had two bags full of food and left the fast food restaurant.

When they’re far enough away from the McDonald’s Ava drops the warp; sweat is trickling down her face as she sags against a brick building in exhaustion. “Av, you ok hon?” Dakeri concerned for her friend and sister, she has yet to tell Ava that they were sisters on Antar, Ava’s never done a mind warp on that many people at the same time before.

“I’ll be alright in a few minutes.” Ava smiles and breathes heavily.

“Well hurry up Ava, we got ta get ta Roswell by Friday.” Zan huffs in annoyance at his lover.

Dakeri glares at him. “This wouldn’t have been a problem Zan if you hadn’t insisted on us not paying. We have jobs so we can eat out without stealing it.” While reprimanding Zan a light comes on in Dak’s head, giving her an idea, she grabs Ava’s hand and sends some of her energy to Ava relieving her of her exhaustion. “Better?”

“A little. Thanks Dak.” Ava moves away from the wall and they move down the street.

“Next we’s got to get a ride to go to Roswell.” Rath sees a car he likes parked by a curb, he turns to Dakeri. “Do your thing baby.” Rath puts his arm around her waist and brings her closer to him.

Dakeri moves her hand up and concentrates on moving the lock open. In a second they hear the pop of the lock. “Oh yea, I'm good.” Rath goes into the driver’s seat, Dakeri goes into the passenger’s seat, and Zan and Ava take the back seat.

“Trans Am, baby. Yeah!” Rath smiles over at Dakeri. “Can’t wait to get out of the city. Red line says 120 but I bettcha she goes 130.” Rath speeds out of New York.

TBC

elfangel01: Thank you so much. This fic has been my baby for--wow almost five years I think. Here's more to refresh your memory.
pandas2001: Yes both New Life and Lost and Found I'll be continuing. I've started to re-write New Life I'm half-way through the prologue. As for Lost and Found not sure when I'll start re-writing that one. I wrote myself into a corner on that one and I gotta see if I can un-write myself outta of that corner.
orphyfets: Thanks, hope this is soon enough.

Chapter 3

Roswell

Liz hears the familiar rattle of someone climbing the ladder up to her balcony. She also feels the familiarity of Michael. Liz goes over to the edge and looks down at Michael climbing up. “Hey, you’re early.”

“Hope you don’t mind?” Michael climbs over the edge. She must have just gotten out of the shower; her hair is still wet and hanging down in little ringlets. Liz looks like a goddess who emerged out of the ocean. “Do you want me to dry your hair?”

“Why do I look like a wet dog?” Liz teases him

“No, you could never look like a wet dog.” He smiles down at her, staring into her eyes it was like drowning in a pool of chocolate, it would be a sweet way to die.

Liz giggles lightly and turns her back to him, waiting for him to dry her hair. Gently he places his hands against her hair and slowly dries it. The aroma of her strawberry shampoo lingers in his nose. Liz turns back around and gives Michael a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks Michael.”

“So do you mind that I came early?” Repeating the question, he doesn’t know why, but he really wants to know if she does mind.

“Of course I don’t mind, but you could have used the front door, I told you my parents were gone.” She grins entering her room through her window followed by Michael.

“Well, I like the balcony and ladder. It gives me the exercise I don’t get when I'm sittin’ on the couch.” Michael lies down on Liz’s bed. He sees her roll her eyes. “What?” She shakes her head and sits down on the side of the bed and lays her head on Michael’s chest. Their bodies forming a ‘T’.

The duo sits in comfortable silence, not needing to conduct small talk to fill the space. He knows in time Liz will start telling him what’s on her mind.

Liz swings her legs, which are hanging off the side of the bed as she moves Michael’s arm till it lay across her stomach, “Did you hear the conversation I was having with Maria today?”

Michael’s finger begins to play with the hem of her t-shirt. “Bits and pieces.”

“Well, she got this gig at the new performance center on Saturday. I was so happy for her; she’s wanted this ever since she was a kid. So I said ‘lets go celebrate at ‘Rave’’, Maria told me she couldn’t because her boss was taking her and a bunch of the other singers out, which I completely understand. Sure I was bummed but it wasn’t a big deal, the thing that bothered me was that she didn’t even give me the curtsy of looking me in the eye.”

Liz glances up at Michael. “Maybe I'm just over reacting.” She sighs. “Do you think I was over reacting?” Curious as to what he thinks about the situation.

Michael lies there contemplating what Liz told him. “I don’t think you overreacted.” He tells her simply.

Liz nods, “I mean if you respect someone shouldn’t you try to look them in the eye when you’re speaking to them? Or at least when you’re blowing them off?” Liz tells him.

Outside

Lonnie, who by this time had climbed up on the balcony, stares in the window of that bitch look-a-likes room. She’s lying on the Rath look-a-likes chest, while he’s rubbing her exposed stomach. Without making noise she listens to their conversation happening inside trying to figure out their names.

‘This isn’t even the biggest thing she’s done that hurt me, compared to some of the incidents this is nothing it was just…’

‘The last straw.’

‘Yea. She’s always doing this to me Michael, the Las Vegas thing, where she wanted me to come so she’d have a gal pal but then left me alone with Tess, then siding with Max are just some of the things that happened recently.’

So his name is Michael. Now what’s the chick’s name? Lonnie listens to more of their conversation and finds out that her name is Liz.

Inside

“What do you think I should do about Maria ditching me all the time?” Liz takes Michael’s hand and begins to play with his fingers. She never realized before how big his fingers are, she wonders if everything on him is big. Liz looked down at his feet, big, fingers and hands, big, heart, big…yep it’s gotta be if everything else is…stop! Liz, you shouldn’t be thinking this stuff…technically he’s still with Maria, and even though Maria hasn’t been a good friend lately she still has this weird relationship with Michael.

Michael moves his hand slightly unaware that by doing that he interlaced their fingers together. “There is only one thing you can do.” Michael’s face turned from thoughtful to devilish.

When Michael doesn’t elaborate she rises up onto her knees so she’s kneeling in front of him and stares down at him with an excited expression on her face. “Don’t keep me in suspense any longer.” She smiles curiously.

“Come with me that new club ‘Rave’ on Saturday. That way you can relax and have some fun.” He knew she would questions his choice of days/nights to go.

“But Maria’s singing that night. I told her that I’d be there…”

“How many times has Maria dumped you to go to something else?” Not even waiting for her answer he starts in again. “A lot lately right?” Liz nods her head agreement. “Then why don’t you ditch her for once?”

Liz thinks about how Maria has made her feel for the last couple of months. She slowly came to the realization that she doesn’t owe Maria anything. “You’re right lets go Saturday night.” Liz grins at Michael; on impulse Liz leans forward and kisses Michael on his lips.

TBC

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A.N. Thank you so much for the feedback, I love it. [Telepathic conversations], before it was in italics but I found [ ] were so much easier. Enjoy.

Chapter 4

On the road

The group of four has been on the road for almost three hours, Zan and Ava are busy making out in the back seat while Dakeri stares out the window watching the scenery go by and thinking about her mother/protector Francesca Star. It’s not often, now anyway, that she thinks about her, since finding Rath the hole that was in her heart has been, mostly, filled. However there’s still and always will be a small part of her that will never be whole now that her mother is dead.

Rath turns his head and notices a depressed expression gracing his lover’s face. Without saying a word he takes his right hand off the wheel and caresses her smooth cheek. [What’s wrong.]

Dakeri smiles at him but the grin doesn’t quite meet her eyes. [Thinking about my mother.] Rath nods understanding why she’s depressed.

As they continue on the road Dakeri feels hunger knawing at Rath, it’s weird being that deeply embedded in someone, but in a way it’s comforting. You know that you’re not alone. Reaching into the fast food bag she pulls out a burger, heating it with her powers she unwraps it partly and hands it to him.

“Are you two hungry?” Ava pulls her lips away from Zan.

“Yea, I'm starvin’ Dak.” She watches as she heats it and then hands it to her. “Thanks.”

Zan stares at Dakeri as she closes the bag and shoves it back at her feet, he’s upset that she didn’t heat up a cheeseburger for him, he’s da man. “Yo Dak what bout me babe?”

Clenching her jaw Dakeri lets out an irritated breath. Not only is she tired of Zan’s holier-than-thou attitude, she hates being called ‘babe’ by anyone but Rath. “Well Zan you never asked for one so I assumed you didn’t want one.” She growls.

Smartly Zan dropped it, he remembered stories from Antar about Dakerina, and it was said that if she found her soulmate and bonded with him her power would increase 10-fold. It would be almost impossible to stop her if her full powers were awakened.

This was why on Antar and on Earth he tried to keep her away from Rath, it was obvious that his second is her soulmate. Of course he never told either Dakeri or Rath about any of this, he didn’t want them to try to force him to leave the group.

“Do you think Lonnie’s going to be goin’ to Roswell?” Dakeri questions Rath, a couple days before they left Lonnie took off saying she needed to go somewhere, didn’t give any specifics just left.

“My guess is that she’s there already, she heard bout them before I did.” Zan tells her fully aware that she wasn’t talking to him.

“Did it sound like she was talking to you Duke.” Rath glares at the king in the backseat.

“I'm da man Rath, I can do whatever I want and there’s not a god damn thing you can do about it.” He sneers.

“Yea? Well, I can still kick your ass outta this car and outta Dak, Av, and my apartment. Here on Earth you’re not exactly needed in the group.” Rath threatens, his fingers clench around the steering wheel.

Dakeri watches as Rath’s knuckles turn white from gripping the wheel to hard. She rests her hand on his thigh squeezing gently. Turning his gaze to her he slowly releases his fingers from the steering wheel. He knows that Dak can’t stand it when he and Zan fight especially when she assumes that it was something she did to cause it. It makes her feel guilty, an emotion she hates to feel.

[Don’t worry baby, nothing that happens between Zan and me is your fault.]

[You and Zan weren’t this bad until you met me.] Her eyes apologetic.

[Zan and I were on the rocks and fighting like this before you came into my life. Who told you that everything went to shit when you arrived?] Rath feels her answer [Lonnie.]

[Yea, I know I know I shouldn’t listen to what she said, I mean she was pissed when she told me these things, she was pissed for me taking you away from her but…]

[First off baby, you didn’t take me away from her. I left her willingly. Second like I said before, Zan and I were fighting before you came into my life, so don’t believe what Lonnie told you about everything being great with Zan and me. My anger just intensified when I found out what he did to you back on Antar…] Ava speaking up interrupted Rath’s thought to Dakeri.

“Hey you two stop leavin’ us out of the conversation. It’s rude.” Ava laughs so we know she’s not really mad at us for excluding her.

“Sorry Ava. I just can’t resist touching every part of Rath. No matter what part it is.” Dakeri moves closer to Rath at the stoplight and gives him a soft kiss on the lips. She gently licks his bottom lip.

Ever since they became a couple it’s been difficult to leave each other’s sides. They do of course, when Dakeri and Ava want to shop or hang out, or when Rath goes out of town or shoots pool with the guys at the local pool hall. He hardly ever hangs out with Zan anymore simply because he can’t stand the ‘King’. Lonnie never hung out with anybody as long as Dakeri was there; there were times of course when she would have too but if Lonnie could avoid spending time with her she would.

From what Dakeri remembers of one of the many fairy tales her mother told her of her life on Antar was that from the moment Dakerina and Rath mated they had to stay in close proximity with each other until they bonded. The bonding ceremony took place on Dakerina’s eighteenth birthday and Rath’s twenty-first, it was then the need to be near each other constantly would diminish, however it would always be there in the background.

The constant need to be with each other was a way for the couples and their families to know whether the couples were truly soulmates. Many would say they were but after they became mated their life went to hell.

Some mated couples would get so disgusted or exasperated at their mate that if an enemy tried to kill them they wouldn’t lift a finger to help. However none of the mated pairs were killed it was just a test given by the religious leaders to see if their bond had stayed true.

If the pair failed the test, their memory would be wiped clean and a ceremony was held to annul the mated pair. But if they passed the religious leaders would give their blessing and begin to discuss the bonding ceremony.

“Come on Rath step on it, we gotta make it to Roswell by the end of the week.” Zan commands.

“You know Duke that offer to kick your sorry ass outta this car still stands. Don’t like how I'm drivin’ then you shouldn’t have come.” He grinds out through clenched teeth. For once Zan keeps his trap shut, he may be an asshole but he’s not an idiot, Rath will do what he says if he provokes him any further.

TBC

elfangel01: Yea in the original Max wasn't all that better than Zan but in this he's not as bad.
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Thanks for the feedback. Here is the next chapter. Hope everyone enjoys.

Part 5

Roswell

Reluctantly Liz pulls back from their kiss, when she kissed him it felt like she was on fire and the flames licked at her nerve endings causing rushes of pleasure to shoot to her core. “A…a…a.” She swallows and gives Michael a shaky smile, finally bringing her gaze up to meet his, Liz can read the shock in his eyes. “Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.” It’s obvious he doesn’t feel the same about her, she must have read way more into the situation then was there.

As Liz shifts her weight and begins to leave the bed Michael found his voice. “Wait, do you regret kissing me?” Not one to mince words. A huge part of him wants Liz to say that yes she does wish to take it back, that way nothing would have changed. But another part of him wants her to say no and find out what they could have.

“No,” She tells him quickly, how could she regret kissing him? It’s all she’s been dreaming about since freshmen year, but when Max saved her she felt…obligated to return his feelings. “I…I could never regret kissing you Michael.”

Outside

So they weren’t dating before, Lonnie sees Michael lean closer to Liz and brush his lips against hers. God, she hates this mushy stuff. She’d take a good hard fuck anytime, anyplace. When Dakeri and Rath first started going out they did the soft kisses and the sweet words…then it became almost like what Rath and I had…only different.

Rath actually seemed to love Dakeri. Which is impossible. Rath can’t love anyone. Or at least he didn’t love me. Lonnie doesn’t know how much more of this watching Michael and Liz kissing that she can take. It’s like an in your face reminder that her and Rath aren’t together anymore.

Inside

Liz moans and tries to move closer to Michael. But no matter how close she gets she needs to be closer to him. She starts to feel the beginnings of a tingle, starting down from her toes and moving quickly up her body with lightning fast speed to stop at the top of her head. When she was with Max it never felt like this in fact it felt wrong in a way.

When Future Max made his visit to 2000 for her to change the past so his present didn’t happen she was relieved. It was an opportunity to break it off with Max and she wouldn’t have to explain why to him. And although she was contemplating making the moves on Michael she knew she wouldn’t, not with Maria still unsure about her feelings toward him. They may not be on the best of terms any longer but they were still friends.

Michael moves his hands down to Liz’s tight ass and making her staddle him. Michael groaned into her mouth. He’s lucky her parent’s aren’t home they would be bustin’ down her door in record time. He never understood why the Parker’s never wanted him around Liz. At first he thought it was because he was considered trailer trash and the bad boy, but lately he wasn’t so sure.

[Michael?] Liz questions not knowing what’s going on. She can feel what Michael is feeling, hear what Michael is thinking.

[Liz? How can you…how can we do this?] No sooner than thinking that a floodgate opened. Both were suddenly be assaulted by image after image of them being together on Antar.

Michael’s Memories

A beautiful little girl hugging him as a child.

Rath as a young teen of only 12 leaving Jakar on a ship, looking back to see Dakerina crying and waving at him.

Rath running down the ramp and taking Dakerina in his arms and kissing her on the forehead. Whispering that he would be back.

Rath training at Takatas training facilities. More flashes of him at the training center.

Him coming back to Jakar happy that he’s seeing his family and Dakerina again after 6 years.

Him asking about Dakerina and Rath’s mother telling him that she was beaten, almost raped if Ava hadn’t stopped Zan.

Rath demanding that they tell him where Zan is.

Rath’s mother saying that Zan is now on the throne because his father died last month.

Rath knowing that he couldn’t touch Zan now. If he did he’d be executed.

Rath asking to see where Dakerina is,being taken to her room and not leaving her side for three weeks. Till all her outer wounds had healed. She told him about what happened, about how she had been turning down Zan for 4 years, and that she would never love him, she loved someone else and that that person was Rath. About when Zan was told that she could never love him, he attacked her one night and the last thing she was remembered was Zan unzipping his pants. Then waking up and seeing Rath next to her on the bed.

Rath and Dakerina’s first kiss up on the blue mountains tipped with silvery colored snow.

The first time they made love and how right it felt to be in each others arms.

Rath getting down on both knees and asking Dakerina to marry him.

Finding out that Dakerina was pregnant with their child.

The last thing he remembered was making love to his wife and best friend, Dakerina calling out his name and then nothing.

Liz’s Memories

Dakerina seeing Rath is crying, he just found out that he was going to be leaving the city, his friends, and family when he reached the age of 12 so her could go train and become a great leader for the army he was going to be in command of.

She watches as Rath gets on the ship that’s taking him away from her.

Rath running down the ramp toward her taking her in his arms and promising he’ll be back.

Zan trying to get her to go out with her but she turned him down on many occasions.

A week before Rath was due home she was walking down a hallway that lead to a secret room that her parents had made for her and her sister Ava. As she was walking she didn’t hear the footsteps behind her.

The overwhelming frightened and angry emotions as Zan pushed her to the ground, if he couldn’t have her willingly he’d take her by force. Then nothing.

Coming too later to find out that Ava stopped Zan before he raped her. Nothing could be done against him because he’s the King.

Next thing she saw was Rath next to her laying on the bed with her holding her hand in his and talking to her.

Rath being with her for three weeks till her injuries healed.

Their first kiss on the mountains.

The first time they had made love and how right and good it felt to have him inside her and his arms around her.

Rath making her dinner and getting down on both knees right before dessert and he asked her to marry him. What else could she say besides ‘yes’?

Their wedding day on those mountains that they had their first kiss on. Everyone there, except Zan.

Finding out that she was pregnant with Rath’s child. Feeling their child connect with her, was so beautiful. Remembering telling Rath that he was going to be a father and how happy he looked.

Then their death. They were lucky…they died together.

End of Memories

Michael and Liz break apart. “What was that?”

TBC

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Chapter 6

Liz’s breath comes out short and labored. “Did you feel that too?” She was exhausted; the images that flashed before her eyes took so much energy out of her that she wanted to fall asleep.

“Oh yea.” How could he and Liz have been together on Antar, Liz is human…isn’t she? He’s seen baby pictures of her plastered all over her parents home.

“That was…I don’t know what that was.” Liz looks at herself, she feels so different she wonders if it came out physically.

“You look as beautiful as ever.” Michael wasn’t sure how he knew what she was thinking and feeling but her emotions came at him like a Mac-truck.

Liz smiles at him although feeling a little weird about Michael being able to read her thoughts. In a way it was cool, but on the other hand it was kind of creepy. Having someone know everything you were feeling, nothing coming as shock.

“I'm sorry, I’ll stop. I did it again didn’t I?” Michael closes his eyes. Why can’t he do anything right? He can’t even stop from reading her thoughts.

“Don’t beat yourself up over it Michael. It’s just weird…wait, now I'm doing it too.” It finally registers that she’s still rested comfortably in Michael’s lap with all the excitement she forgot. Reluctantly she gets off Michael’s lap and lies down next to him.

“Well, lets just forget about this mind reading thing for right now. Let’s move to something more important.” Liz glances up at Michael. “How were we together on Antar? I know I wasn’t hatched, I mean isn’t that what you guys do, you hatch as kids?”

“As far as we know, but then again we know nothing or next to nothing about ourselves except what we learned growing up.” He scratches at his eyebrow, saying so much with just that gesture alone.

“So…if we were on Antar together as a couple does that mean we’re going to be together now in this life?” Liz plays with the hem of Michael’s shirt running her fingers along the stitches.

Michael stares down at her. “You don’t beat around the bush do you?” She blushes. Her embarrassment is so cute. “Answering your question, I have no clue, I know how it felt to be with you on Antar, it was incredible, but…”

“But you don’t want to be lead around by our past.” Liz understands immediately, it was the same emotion for her. Max always went on and on talking about how they were ‘destined’ to be one with each other and they can choose whom they want to be with, but now she thinks he was wrong on both counts.

It seemed even without their memories they were drawn to one another. “If we were together how come the message said you were betrothed to Vilandra?”

“Maybe you were Vilandra,” although he knew that wasn’t right it was an idea he shot out there.

“Could be, if that’s the case how do Tess and Isabel fit into the Antar equation?” Also knowing the suggestion was completely wrong but willing to let Michael explain his theory to her.

“Isabel is Ava and Tess is someone else.” He tells her. Liz doesn’t say a word just lets Michael run with it. “But that would mean Max and Isabel are and you and Max would be…never mind.”

“The message never said who was king and who wasn’t, and she never said your names maybe then you’re the King of Antar? But that would mean Isabel’s the Queen…ugh! I'm getting confused, lets just shelf that conversation for later.” She breathes out finally ready to ask the question that’s been plaguing her for these few minutes. “Do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend?” Liz questions in a softer tone of voice that conveys her nervousness.

Michael thinks about it for a few minutes, again he’s split in two, he wants to date Liz but he also doesn’t want to have his past have precedence over his present day life. “I’d like to try. I think we’d be good together.” He squeezes her waist comfortingly. “Is that what you want?”

“Yea, I mean, I’ve always been attracted to you Michael. I’ve been able to feel you even before Max saved me. And it’s obvious that we were together on Antar…wait…how is that possible?” Liz sits up quickly with a troubled look on her face. “How could we have been on Antar together if I'm a human? Something’s not right here.” Michael watches the emotions and questions flash across Liz’s face. He waits for her to continue knowing how she hates to be interrupted when she’s in this state of mind.

“Do you…I don’t know, maybe I was adopted. But that doesn’t make sense either. I’ve seen my baby pictures of when I was at the hospital.” Michael rubs her shoulders wanting to answer her questions for her but can’t.

“Do you know where your birth certificate is? Maybe that will help.” It’s like a light going on over Liz’s head.

“I love it when you have a good idea.” Liz kisses Michael on the lips. Gently sweeping her tongue across his lower lip. The action automatic for her, it was like she had done it all the time, kissing Michael was familiar to her but it also had a sense of new-ness about it.

Outside

I can’t take anymore of this crap. Lonnie slowly gets up, although who’s going to notice her leaving the balcony. The only two people that could notice her are to busy suckin’ face to notice anything but their tongues in each other’s mouths. Lonnie goes over to the balcony and climbs down the ladder. Going back to her stolen car she get into the backseat and goes to sleep wondering how she’ll handle the other aliens.

Inside

Michael places open-mouthed kisses slowly down to the ‘V’ of Liz’s shirt. She laughs lightly at the tickling sensation, then laughs harder when she feels Michael’s lips curve into a smile against her skin. “What’s so funny?” Lifting his head. “Are you ticklish?”

“A little. Come on lets go look for my birth certificate.” Michael hesitates, not wanting to remove his clothed body from between her spread legs that he managed to maneuver himself too within seconds. It was difficult to cease capturing her lips; her lips pressed against his sent the feeling of coming home rushing through his heated body. "The sooner we find it the sooner my body becomes all yours.” She says in a singsong voice.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s find that birth certificate.” They got off the bed, in search of a birth certificate. For two hours they both searched to relatively small apartment looking for her birth certificate, the finally found it in her father’s study. There was nothing in the document stating anything but that she was human, no weird illness, green cells, nothing except the information of a healthy, human baby girl.

“I guess I’ll have to ask my parents about it when they get home.” Liz has a look of disappointment. Michael tilts her face up to look at his; she can see the question in his gorgeous brown eyes. “I just really wanted answers you know?”

“In due time.” Michael’s arm snakes around her waist bringing her closer to him.

“You know it’s weird that we’re so at ease with each other I mean when we didn’t know about our past lives it was just the slightest bit awkward, but that was going away with time. Now I feel nothing but content and secure, I didn’t think the nervousness would go away so quickly.” Liz bites her bottom lip unsure.

“Must be our past showing itself.” Michael looks over at the clock. “I better be getting back to my apartment.” He takes her in his arms and places his forehead against hers, the motion striking a familiar cord with both of them.

“Are sure, cuz you could stay here with me and sleep with me in my bed…” She gives a hopeful look to Michael.

Michael groans in frustration. “I want to, I really do, but aren’t your parents coming home early morning?” She nods yes and his forehead moves with hers. “And I really don’t want to become castrated Michael.”

“I guess your right. I wouldn’t want you to be castrated Michael either. Ok you’re off the hook for now.” She kisses him feeling that tingle that started from her toes all the way up to her head. This feeling was so new to her. With Max there was no tingle. There wasn’t even a tiny little tinglet. She had felt empty.

“I better go before I lose all my will power and take you right here on the floor…like that one night on Antar, you were in that red little outfit. The outfit with so little material a handkerchief would have covered more.” He sees the look of pleasure cross Liz’s face, as she remembers that night together. “I really have got to leave.”

“Yea, you do, I don’t want you to but you do.” Liz gives him one last kiss and pushes him out the door before she jumps him. Leaning against the door she sighs in pleasure.

TBC

Chapter 7

Saturday

“Well, here we are, Roswell, New Mexico. Damn, is it just me…or is this place a shit hole?” Rath glanced around at the dusty roads. A few hours ago Dakeri and Rath traded places with Zan and Ava now Zan was driving, at least he was now doing something where a good portion of his attention was occupied.

“I wouldn’t call it a shit hole. I’d say it was more of a fixer upper town.” Dakeri after hours of seeing desert she was finally seeing some homes and buildings. “But as soon as we talk to the other aliens about this summit meeting we are getting out of this town as soon as possible.”

“Hopefully with the other royal four goin’ with us.” Zan turned onto a street.

“What are we going to do about Lonnie? The message said that they wanted all of us there. If we can’t find Lonnie do think that they’ll still send us home?” Ava wonders out loud.

“We’ll more then likely find Lonnie in Roswell, so I wouldn’t worry about her not coming with us.” Zan replies back to Ava. Hoping that will relieve some of her worries. If only Dakeri had chosen him as her mate none of the hissy fit that Lonnie threw would be an issue.

“Rath…” Dakeri stopped thinking what she’d ask was going to seem stupid.

“What is it Dak?” He gazed down at her, love showering from his eyes.

“Do you think that even though I'm not from Antar they will still let me come with you to Antar?”

“What brought this up?”

“I’ve been thinking about it ever since you got that message from the messengers. I was adopted from my original planet. What if they don’t accept me?” Dakeri was genuinely worried. In her past life she came to be on Antar because her family abused her and some…she guessed they were Antar’s version of social workers came and they adopted her when she was 3. Dakeri has no memories of the time before she was adopted, not even snippets.

“Dakeri, if they don’t take you with us, then I'm not going. I won’t be able to live my life without you. We’d be able to make a home here. Like we’ve been doin’ for years. I’ll never leave you.” Rath kissed her forehead.

Zan rolled his eyes at the sickening display of affection both were putting on. He knows they love each other but did they have to be so open about it. Thinking about Dak’s question to Rath, he’s certain that if Rath stays here with Dak then they’d all be staying on Earth. Without Dakeri he didn’t want to go to Antar, he’d never have a chance with her then, and Ava wouldn’t want to go there alone.

“Promise? Cuz I know how much you want to go back home, I don’t want to be in the way of that.” It’s not as if she wanted Rath to leave her but if he did want to go, which she knew he did, she didn’t want to be the reason for him to give up something he wanted.

“You should know by now that you are my home. If I didn’t have you I would have nottin’.” Rath looks into Dakeri’s eyes; she saw and felt all of his emotions. She nodded, realizing that he’s right.

Dakeri tired of looking out the window laid her head down on Rath’s lap. She turned her head not realizing in doing so she brushed her cheek against his arousal, Dakeri felt it begin to harden under the warmth of her cheek.

[When we get alone baby, I’ll take care of your big problem.]

[Big problem is right, Angel. It’s always a big problem with you around.]

[Poor baby.]

“Do you guys want to get a hotel room?” Ava questioned hoping that Dakeri and Rath wanted to get a room, she’d been dying to sleep on a bed for the past few days that they’d been on the road. Before it would have been a blessing to get to sleep in a car no matter how cramped but since getting jobs and living in a real house, sleeping in the car was a step down and she didn’t want to go back to life in the sewers.

“I wouldn’t mind a bed…” Dakeri turned her head to glance at Rath. “Would that be alright honey?”

“If ya want a bed to sleep in I won’t say no.” Rath ran a finger down Dakeri’s jaw tilting her chin up; he leaned down tasting her sweet strawberry flavored lips. Rath slowly pulled away; he could hardly wait for them to get a room to themselves.

“Do you think that your duplicate found duplicate me?” Dakeri wondered, wanting to know what Rath believes, even though they’ve had to have this conversation a million times.

“If I found you babe, I knows he found her.”

“How will they know that she’s an alien? The only reason I knew was because I had a protector to tell me when she thought I was ready to know. If she’s anything like me…which I know she is, she wasn’t hatched like you guys, she was born.” She linked their hands together playing with his fingers.

“Dak, don’t worry so much about it,” Ava turned around in her seat to face her friend, “you two were placed in your female protector’s bodies. I'm sure that her protector has told her by now all about her being an alien, her past life, everything. So don’t worry, k?”

“Your probably right Ava. I wonder what her name is. I mean did they name her Dakerina? Did they shorten it to Dak or Dakeri like my protector did?”

“Angel, we’re going to find out all this when we go and find them.” Rath slid his hand down to Dakeri’s navel ring, gently pulling on it, causing Dakeri to gasp in pleasure. The brief moment of pain mixed in with that kick of pleasure geared her up for sex, she hoped a hotel was close.

“Ok you two can you wait until you get your own room. Some of us do not want to see the escapades of Rath and Dakeri.” Zan stated rudely. Some of us wanted you to have escapades with someone else. Like him, Zan, for example. What is so wrong, Dakeri, with loving him? Zan wondered privately.

“Fine we’ll wait but hurry up and find a hotel so we can do what we really need to do.” Rath glared toward Zan.

“You don’t need sex.” Zan argued.

“That’s what you think. I go nuts if I don’t make love ta her at least once a day.”

“Yea Zan, you should know by now that if they’re apart from each other for too long they get mean and nasty. It’s like they’re going through some kind of withdrawal from each other and they have to make everyone else around them miserable.”

“Sorry, it’s not like we can control it Ava.” Dakeri sat up when Zan pulled into a hotel parking lot.

“This place as good as anything.” Zan stopped the car and they all got out.

TBC

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Chapter 8

November 19, 2000

Michael was hard at work manning the kitchen single handedly trying his absolute best to not snap at Maria for interrupting his rhythm. The Crashdown was swamped and the only way he could get anything done in time was if he had a flow and Maria was seriously messing with that. Right now she was yammering on about pepperjack on some guy’s sandwich.

“And don’t forget the pepperjack. Guys nuts about his pepperjack.” Maria leaned into the window. For the past couple days Michael had been avoiding her, granted she hadn’t been readily available the last week or so but when she tried to talk to him at school yesterday he practically brushed passed her making a bee line for his motorcycle.

“Yea, all right.” Michael continued to make the sandwich, all the while thinking about the information he and Liz uncovered yesterday. On an impulse they went to the quarry, the answers to questions were beckoning them.

When they arrived at the rock formation, he knew where to put his hand over the rock to reveal the silver handprint. After the rock slid back and to the side they walked in to find the Granilith pulsating and glowing, Liz however didn’t seem to notice it, all she was focused on was the pod he emerged from. She walked toward it, placed her hand on the dried slime, immediately both were submerged in blast after blast of memories, nothing specific to their lives but general information, like the language long forgotten.

Maria’s yapping broke through his thoughts while he constructed the rest of her customer’s sandwich. “Max cornered me today at school he wants me to tell you one thing and inquire about something else. First he says to be at the UFO Center tonight for some meeting, and two if you’ve talked to Liz at all? Normally he wouldn’t ask you but since she’s tutoring you in science…” She left the sentence unfinished.

Neither he nor Liz had told anybody about their newfound relationship or the fact that Liz was one of them or even that he could now read and speak the Antarian language. It’s not that they are or even want to keep this information from them, they just want to know a way to go about everything so as to hurt the least amount of people possible.

“As for the meeting no, I can’t make that, and as for Liz yes I’ve talked to her.” Not bothering to fill in any blanks for Maria to take back to Maxwell. Michael turned to the grill, flipping the four burgers sizzling away.

“Really?” She leaned forward again; maybe he was planning to come watch her sing, which definitely would make her forgive him much faster after the week of avoidance.

“Yea, I got big plans. I can’t change them.” He and Liz were going to that new club ‘Rave’, but he wasn’t going to dance, no way in hell would she get him to do that. Although she did tell him that she could be persuasive, he was willing to let her try. A slight grin appeared on his face as he wrapped the sandwich up.

“That is so sweet.” Maria’s almost giddy with excitement, he was going to watch her sing, she knew it, most of the time Michael was a crappy boyfriend but every once in a while he’d do something like this and make it all…

“What are you talking about? I'm not doing anything with you tonight.”

“Hello? I'm singing tonight at the new performance center next to the museum.” All the fuzzy feelings went away in a heartbeat at his sudden lack of compassion.

“So? I’ve heard you sing before, personally I don’t think I need to again.” Michael put the bag full of Brody’s sandwich on the order window. Maria took the bag and left the Crashdown swearing at Michael’s insensitivity.

Liz walked down the stairs from the apartment to the breakroom. She felt Michael’s frustration toward Maria rush over her body. Liz looked in the kitchen. Seeing Michael swearing as softly as he can, though not doing a very good job of it. [You ok]

Michael smirked turning toward Liz. [I'm fine now that you’re here.]

[What happened?] The telepathic conversation was as natural and automatic as walking or talking with their voices.

[Maria, giving me a hard time about not going to her stupid singing performance.] Michael winced at the harshness of that statement, something Liz picked up on quickly.

[It’s not stupid Michael.] Granted it might not be a subject he wanted to talk about but it wasn’t stupid, and Michael knew that he was just letting off steam, which meant words come out that he doesn’t mean too.

[You’re right it’s not stupid.]

Michael saw Jose come in for his shift with Michael. “Jose, can you cover for me for a couple of minutes?” He wanted a few minutes to talk to Liz about what she found out from her parents if anything.

“Yea, sure.” Jose took his place behind the order window finishing up old orders and starting up new ones, while Michael moved toward Liz bringing her into his arms, resting her head against his chest.

[Your parents came home last night right?] Michael questioned her while running his hand over Liz’s silky dark hair.

[Yea.] She breathed Michael’s scent in deeply, letting the familiar smells wash over her, the fresh scent of Ivory soap under the recent grease and sweat from working the grill since late morning. [All they told me was that I was imagining things, there is no way I come from a distant planet and I needed to get that through my head.]

Liz pulled back so she’s not leaning against him, pressed her lips together in a thin line and took his hand walking them over to the couch where they sit. [Which in my experience with my parents normally means I'm not imagining things.] She thinks to him.

A confused gaze crossed Michael’s face. [What do you mean?]

[Well, I started to think about moments in my childhood and my parents have a history of telling me I imagined something that I know I didn’t.] Liz laced her fingers with his all the while staring at their joined hands. [Once when I was 7 I had a stuffed fox, I loved that toy, I have no clue how I got it, it showed up on my bed on afternoon. Anyway I took that fox everywhere with me one morning playing in my room, I waved my hand over the toy and it turned into a real fox. Just like that. I remember wishing so hard that he could be real you know—and poof there he was.]

Michael watched her closely as she bit her lip, she’s back in her memories reliving those “odd” moments in her life, and he did nothing except listen and stroke her hand. He wanted to say something but Liz needed to get out everything.

[It was so cute, I held it close to me and it scratched me a little on my arm. Dad walked in a few minutes later, he saw the fox cuddling up in my lap, he asked where I got it, I told him it was Dante…]

[Dante?] Michael asked.

[The fox, I named the stuffed animal Dante when I first found it. Immediately Daddy took it out of my lap and I never saw Dante again. After that my parents took away all my stuffed animals, when I asked about what happened to Dante they said I imagined him, that I never had him. Of course that didn’t stop another fox stuffed animal from showing up in my room a few months later, D. J., Dante Jr., and I never told my parents about him.] Liz chuckled and rested her head on Michael’s shoulder.

He kissed the crown of her head keeping her close, [What else happened? What else did your parents say was just your imagination?]

Liz took a deep breath. [Lots of things, I levitated my entire bedroom furniture, Mom said I was hallucinating. I’ve started fires with my mind, turned running water into freezing, fried TV’s by standing near them. All of those incidents my parents said I had a vivid imagination, I finally stopped talking about it by the time I hit 10.]

A short while later Maria came back to the diner not at all finished with Michael. She glanced toward the order window and the only person working the grill was Jose, and he shouldn’t be up there by himself yet, Michael’s break wasn’t for another hour, and his shift didn’t end till 3:00. Concerned Maria began to walk to the breakroom, before she pushed the door open she took a peek through the small window.

Michael and Liz were sitting on the raggedy old couch that she and many of the other waitresses have napped on from time to time, wrapped in each other’s arms. Liz had a far off gaze with her head buried deeply into Michael’s shoulder, and her thumb rubbed comforting circles on his thigh. Michael had his chin on top of her head, with one arm firmly around Liz’s waist and the other clasped her hand in his own keeping their fingers threaded together.

Instead of rushing in there screaming her head off about what they were doing or why Michael never showed that kind of affection toward her or to anybody except maybe Isabel, she just stood there. Was Liz the reason Michael wasn’t around anymore? Slowly she backed up from the swinging door and inched her way toward the order window where Jose set out three plates to go to table 9. “Thanks Jose.” She gathered the plates; her smile as she walked up to the table, didn’t quite reach her eyes.

Hearing Maria up at the order window broke Liz out of her trance, reluctantly she lifted her head from his shoulder but their limbs stay intertwined. [Basically my parent’s aren’t very good when it comes to lying to me, I guess that’s a good thing though.]

“We’ll figure it out. I promise.” And he never made a promise to anybody unless he planned on making every effort to keep it. “On a different subject, Max wants us to be at a meeting tomorrow night.”

Liz nodded, “Yea, he’s left five messages on my voice mail either ‘A’ about the meeting, ‘B’ about “us”, or ‘C’ where am I because I haven’t been around so much lately.” Sighing she pushed some stray pieces of hair back and out of her face.

“What do you want to do about the meeting? Do you want to go or ditch?” Leaving the decision up to her, he knows what he wants to do but he also knows what his duty is and that’s to find out what is so important at the meeting.

Liz scrunched up her face and took a deep breath. “We should go to the meeting, God knows I want to go to ‘Rave’ with you but if we don’t go to the meeting all we will hear from Max and Tess is that we missed a very important meeting for a month you know we will. The best way to not deal with that is to go get it over with and then maybe later we could go to ‘Rave’?”

“Alright. Works for me. Do you want to tell them tomorrow, about…everything? It might be best with everyone there.” Michael questioned.

“Ok, yea, I don’t want to hide anymore Michael.”

TBC

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Thanks for the feedback. Love reading it. As for the next Fairy Tale: Rath/Dakeri chapter I'm working on it. Although not sure when I'll get it done since my motivation has been sitting in a corner hiding. I have all these ideas but writing them down is difficult. Hope you enjoy the next chapter.

Chapter 9

November 20, 2000; UFO Center

Liz sighed softly as she stood close to Michael, tonight they were supposed to go to a club, but instead Max had called a meeting. All she cared about doing was shaking her butt on the dance floor and not think about powers, aliens, stars exploding, FBI or Skins. Liz wanted to have fun, nothing more, nothing less.

Liz for the passed half an hour had tried to make eye contact with Maria but ever since she and Michael arrived Maria had been ignoring her. Earlier that day Liz and Michael had decided to tell everyone that they were seeing each other however they also decided to wait till they had more information about what was happening to them and possibly even more about who they were before that happened.

“So wait, let me get this straight, you brought us all here together, to talk about a star that croaked?” Michael’s hand brushed against hers, needing that comfort her presence provided. When Max called the meeting and didn’t bother to tell him what it was pertaining, just ordered Michael to be there his frustration and anger increased ten fold.

Maria caught the rub Michael gave Liz hand, she couldn’t remember the last time…hell even the first time Michael did that with her. Were they more than good friends or was she reading far too much into the situation? Lizzie had been going through a rather difficult time lately, breaking up with Max, Tess flaunting Max and her new relationship, and she hadn’t been there as often since her gig came through. Michael was probably being friendly…but then why were they embracing rather intimately in the backroom?

[Could this star exploding have anything to do with us?] Liz thinks to Michael as she took in her other friends expressions she noticed that none of them are particularly interested in this star.

[Why would you say that? It could just be a star that burned out.] Not following her thought process on that.

[All I'm saying is it’s a bit too much of a coincidence. When we start getting flashes of our past this star goes…kablewy. Maybe it’s worth checking into.] She raked her gaze up to Michael’s as he slid his eyes down to hers both silently agreeing to look into it on their own time.

The move didn’t go unnoticed by Tess or Maria both having completely different reactions. Tess was actually happy; it seemed Liz was moving on from Max for good, which in turn would make room for her. Maria on the other hand couldn’t have been more crushed. Granted her and the mullet head alien were on a serious off phase but that didn’t mean she wasn’t hoping to get back together.

Taking slow deep breaths Maria hoped her voice wouldn’t shake when she opened her mouth. “I canceled my performance Max.” A little shaky and heartbroken but nothing that would scream I'm crushed. Disappointment, thankfully, was more the tone.

“I know Maria and I'm really sorry but that wasn’t something I could help. You’re a part of this group which means you need to be up to speed on the happenings.” Max explained.

“Max I could have told her what was going on or Alex could have, she didn’t have to cancel the performance she’s been practicing for the last week for some dead star.” Liz argued with the boy King. Was it so hard for him to understand that not everything revolved around the Alien Abyss?

Despite Maria’s less than enthused attitude toward Liz and Michael right now it warmed her heart that her friend stood up for her against Max. Seemed breaking away from Max helped Liz grow a back bone when it came to the “leader”, not something that could be seen as a bad thing.

“Liz maybe you don’t care about what happens in this group but I do.” He shook his head tossing aside the statement. “Never mind, there’s no ‘maybe’ about it; you don’t care what happens in the group. Your actions these past few weeks make that really clear.” Max argued back at her.

Michael moved forward a step, he would have gone further but Liz grabbed his arm ceasing any further movement. "Please don’t Michael, he’s not worth it.” She stared up at him with pleading eyes.

[He has no right to speak to you that way. Maxwell should be on his knees praising you for saving his sorry ass from the future that was in store for us.] Michael stared right back at the adamant young woman gripping his arm.

[Max doesn’t know about that and I don’t want him to know. It’s none of his business.] This time no one missed Michael and Liz’s interaction. They all knew both had been getting closer but it was almost like they were communicating without speaking. Not something new close friends had, it took time to develop that skill so what was going on?

“What’s going on Michael, why is Liz suddenly protecting you from me?” Max questioned his second. The oddity that’s Liz and Michael didn’t sit well with him and he would get to the bottom of it.

Michael rolled his eyes, “She isn’t protecting me from you Maxwell, she’s protecting you from me…probably not for the reasons you think.” He knew Liz didn’t want Michael to sink to Max’s level, getting into a fight would bring him down.

“Liz,” Maria stood up from the chair she had been sitting in. “Can we talk for a minute?” Witnessing her friend and ex-boyfriend in that moment, she came to a decision but she needed to speak with Liz first just to get all the facts.

To say Liz was curious about what Maria wanted to talk about was an understatement. Sure it goes without saying with what Maria just saw that that would be part of it but there seemed to be more on her mind. Liz nodded, leaving Michael’s side and following her friend to a back room in the UFO Center.

Liz opened her mouth to speak but Maria raised her hand cutting off whatever Liz was going to say. “Please I need to get this out first before anything else is said.” Her friend nodded and she began her planned speech, it was almost like giving an oral exam and it was worth entire grade.

“I know about you and Michael,” Liz’s eyes widen and she bit her lower lip, Maria could tell she wanted to speak but thankfully let her continue. “Well, I don’t ‘know’ know, but I know something is going on with you two. When Michael was holding you this afternoon it kind of hit home.” At Liz confused expression she told her, “I saw you through the Crashdown break room window, gotta tell ya that hurt.”

Tears formed in both teens’ eyes; a single tear leaked out of Maria’s eyes leaving a trail behind on her cheek. “Please tell me I'm just reading way too much into the situation, that you and Spaceboy are just friends.” Even as she spoke those words she wasn’t completely sure if that’s what she wanted.

“It’s more than friendship Maria.” Liz whispered she’s sorry for hurting Maria but doesn’t regret her growing feelings for Michael. “We never meant for it to happen…as cliché as it sounds it’s true. At first it was only friendship.” Maria breathed in shaky gulps of air, she leaned against a desk, she thinks its Brody’s.

“Our friendship changed to more after something happened.” Could she tell Maria what occurred between her and Michael earlier that week? If she didn’t tell her friend she could be hurt more than she already was. “We kissed and received flashes of each other’s past life…on Antar.” She watched as Maria’s expression changed from one of hurt to confusion.

“Antar, were they of Michael’s life? Why would you get flashes from him, you’ve only gotten them from Max and you loved…” She suddenly ceased talking. Liz loved Michael.

Practically reading Maria’s thoughts Liz told her, “I don’t know if I love him ‘Ria. Care about him, absolutely, like him…eh…depends on his mood.” She and Maria share a chuckle, “love him, don’t really know yet. But it wasn’t just Michael’s past on Antar, it was mine too.”

“How is that possible? You’re not an alien…are you?” This conversation has taken a real odd turn that neither girl was fully prepared for.

“I don’t know, I gotta be, right, if I'm having flashes of my life on Antar but I was born, Michael and I even found my birth certificate; nothing is making sense. The only time I feel entirely at ease and comforted and safe is with Michael. Probably not what you wanted to hear but you wanted the truth.”

Maria stepped away from the desk, “You’re wrong about that, that was something I wanted to hear. Maybe not the actual words mind you but the feeling behind them.” She grabbed her friend’s hands holding them tightly, “Letting a guy come between us is not something I'm about to let happen. You and I have been through too much together to throw it away but if I didn’t hear that there was a possibility of love between you and Michael I wouldn’t have let him go.”

Tears began to fall down Liz’s face matching Maria’s. “Really, because you’re within your rights to hate me some.” She teased as Maria brought her into a tight hug.

“We’ll be okay, if killer Skins can’t break us up and finding out you’re a freak too hasn’t torn us apart,” She smirked, “I really doubt a simple alien male can tear up this duo.” Maria whispered into Liz’s ear, both comforting the other needing the friendship and easiness they instilled in each other.

A short while later after fixing themselves up they left the backroom both feeling a thousand times better than when they went in. Leaning down Maria says to Liz, “I'm going to go,” she glanced toward Michael who’s staring at her and Liz, “you and me we’re good but I need to be alone for a little while.” Her voice started to waver, she needed to go home and be held by her mother. Amy Deluca could be called a lot of things but never there for her daughter wouldn’t be one of them.

“Be surprised if you didn’t need to be alone for awhile.” She told her, “I’ll be here if you want to get together.”

“No, no, not if, when, I'm Teflon and I’ll be good as new in no time. You can bend and scratch me but can’t break me.” Maria winked at her, squeezed her hand and headed for the stairs but before she climbed the stairs she turned to Michael. “Chica and I are cool but you and me are on shaky ground Spaceboy. Know this, if you hurt her you won’t have to worry about enemy aliens.” With that she’s off with her head held high.

Isabel stared after Maria until she’s out of sight, what the hell was going on, Liz and Michael spend time together…willingly, stars exploding, Max and Liz avoiding each other life the plague. Everything was all screwed up and she was dying to know why.

“Do either of you want to explain why Maria just left and why you two are “so close” these days?” Max glared at the two people who used to be his closest friends now he’s as far away from them as anyone could be.

[Maria knows, might as well tell them the basics.] Liz suggested.

[We’ll be as simple as possible.] Michael agreed. “Liz and I are dating, have been for about a week.” He had to admit he enjoyed the various expressions on everyone’s faces. The only person that seemed completely happy was Tess.

“What?” Alex and Isabel exclaimed at the same moment.

“It’s exactly like Michael said. We’re dating there’s a whole back-story that neither of us really want to get into, at least not yet. There are still things Michael and I need to figure out…”

“Well, then maybe we can fill in some of the blanks.”

TBC

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Thank you everyone for the great feedback. Hope people enjoy the next chapter.

Chapter 10 (old Ch 9 B)

“Well, then maybe we can fill in some of the blanks.” Max’s voice with a New York accent comes from the top of the stairs, curious and in shock the Roswell group roves their multiple gazes up the flight of stairs standing at the top of the UFO Center stairs are Michael, Tess, Max, and Liz only different.

Michael’s dupe is dressed in all black, albeit grungy clothes, his big baggy cargo pants are caked with dirt and his hair is practically a foot taller than he is. His tattoos are on his forearms and they are obvious alien symbols. Tess’s dupe has platinum blonde hair, with pink and black stripes and piercing galore. Dressed in fishnet stockings, a short black pleather skirt, and a torn t-shirt.

Max and Liz’s dupes are the most drastically changed, where Michael and Tess already have a slight edge to them Liz and Max don’t. Liz’s dupe is dressed in tight leather pants that make it perfectly clear she’s going commando, absolutely no panty lines are visible, and a torn t-shirt leaving her stomach, arms, and upper chest deliciously bare. Her hair is long and the same color brown as Liz’s only with dark red highlights, tattoos are littered in what seem to be strategic places.

Two peek out from the top of her pants, one on each of her wrists, and if they weren’t mistaken at least one on her shoulder. Those were only the ones they could see; it wouldn’t be a surprise to discover she has more. The only similarity between Liz and her dupe is the shoes they’re wearing, same design, same color, same everything.

Now Max’s dupe’s hair is somewhat similar to Michael’s dupe in that it looks like it hasn’t been washed in over a decade. Tattoos and piercings are spread all over his body from how worn the shirt is he has nipple rings also. His entire outfit is black and he’s carrying a backpack over his shoulder.

Liz shakes her head, damn Maria’s going to be upset that she missed this. How often does anyone get to see the complete opposite of themselves? “Oh, my God.” She whispers, this is just too weird, the dupes make their way down the many stairs fully aware of everyone’s attention on them. Max’s dupe moves aside a bit and her and Michael’s twins are holding hands tightly.

Rath swaggers down eyeing the other two that look like him and Dak. The way they’re standing and brushing against one another they gotta be doing each other…or at least have heavy make-out sessions. Wonder how long they’ve been together, was it love at first sight? Did they dislike each other at their first meeting like he and Dakeri did?

Grinning wildly Rath turns toward Dakeri. “See babe, I told ya they’d find each other.” Uncaring of the group around them he pulls Dak close till nothing can fit between them and kisses her hungrily. She raises her hand up to Rath cheek caressing his three-day stubble. Their tongues tangle lovingly, the group forgotten; all they care about is each other in that moment.

Zan shakes his head irritated at their blatant display of affection. Ava noticing Zan about to say something beats him to it, the last thing they needed was for Zan and Rath to get into a fight. “Alright already. Didn’t you two get enough of each other at the hotel? I swear I heard Dak screaming for four hours last night.” Ava pokes Rath on the head trying to get his attention.

Instead of stopping, Rath glides his lips down to Dakeri’s neck gently sucking and nipping. His stubble and kisses combined tickle Dakeri’s neck causing a giggle to sneak out of her mouth. She shies away slightly but at the same time places her hand on the back of his head bringing him right back to the sensitive spot on her neck, forcing him to kiss, suck, and nip harder. With his large hand he keep Dak’s neck freely exposed to his passionate assault cupping the other side keeping her head tilted to the side.

Michael lets a smile creep out as he stares at Liz hungrily. “So you’re not the only one who likes to be bitten?” With practically everyone in the room an alien, except Alex, who came in moments after Maria left for the backroom with Liz, the whispered statement is heard by all of them.

The deep blush rising on Liz’s face gives Michael’s statement truth. One thing about Liz that the group collectively knows is that if it had no basis in reality she would have a snarky comment of some kind. However if it’s true she blushes so deeply and doesn’t say anything. Max’s jaw clenches, it’s one thing to see the two dupes devouring each other but to know that Michael and Liz were in a similar embrace kills him.

Rath slowly lifts his head from her neck and places his forehead against hers in a parallel move that Michael does to Liz. “Oh yea. My girl loves to be marked by her man.” Rath turns his head to Michael still leaning his forehead on Dak’s. “So…you two done it yet? Gotta tell ya nothing is better than doing it with your mate.”

Zan shuts his eyes hating the love radiating from every pore of the two lovebirds. He knows they couldn’t help being so touchy-feely but dammit Dakeri was supposed to be his. Nervously he glances up making sure neither Rath or Dakeri heard that thought, if Rath heard that he’d kill Zan, king or no. He hates that he’s even the slightest bit frightened of him but when it comes to getting between Rath and Dak, his second is downright homicidal.

“Rath.” Zan admonishes now is not the time to get into this.

“What Duke? This isn’t your concern. This is between Dak, me, and our twins.” What he has to tell his and Dak’s doubles is important to them, may no be important to the whole group but to them it’s damn crucial.

“Look we’re getting off track Rath. We didn’t travel this damn far to know if your double has fucked Dak’s double. Much more important shit is at stake. Now can you and Dak cool your hormones and stay focused. Even teens just hitting puberty have more control.” he growls needing to assert himself as the leader. Rath may not be obeying him but the group looking on doesn’t need to know that.

Rath’s jaw and fists clench in anger toward Zan, he knows what he’s trying to do but it’s not going to work. Zan needs to get put in his place and here on Earth it ain’t being King. If anything he was “King” if only because Zan is currently taking up space in his, Dak’s, and Ava’s home. Hell, if Zan wants to pull the king card than he’ll pull the eviction card.

“Keep talking like that to me Zan and you’ll be tossed on your ass back to living in the sewers. No more roof over your head that doesn’t leak, no more heat, no more warm bed at night.” Rath threatens, for the second time the Roswell gang is forgotten.

“Rath, no please.” Ava pleads, “Zan doesn’t mean anything by what he said, he’s an idiot on a power trip, and you know that. Don’t kick him out please.” She grabs a hold of Rath’s arm staring into his eyes. Ava knows Zan will never love her but she still has feelings for him.

“Fine, but you still want him in our house than you make sure he knows whose King. He wants to be King he can be a man and get a job and buy his own goddamn place. You want him Ave then you have to keep him in line.” Rath growls out bringing Dakeri close to him again, resting his chin on her hair. Ava is the only reason that asshole isn’t on the streets right now.

Coughing nervously Zan addresses the others who are staring strangely at the other groups dynamic. He bets his dupe is still considered King around here. “I'm Zan.” Zan shakes his dupe’s hand. “This is Ava, and the two horndogs are Rath and Dakeri.”

“Dakeri.” Liz tests the sound of the name. “Is that short for Dakerina?”

“Yep, but my Mom named me Dakeri for short. I like Dakeri. You know like Strawberry Daiquiri, it’s just spelled differently.” She explains.

Max acts like Liz and Dakeri hadn’t even spoken. “I'm Max.” He looks at the others. “And this is Tess, Isabel, Michael. And these are our friends Alex, and Liz.” Max looks back to the four dupes. He notices that Isabel’s dupe is missing. “Umm, shouldn’t there be another one of you?”

Another voice speaks up from the top of the stairs. “You’re right ‘bout that Maxie boy. Absolutely right.”

TBC