I will Return For You, My Love (adult)-COMPLETE Jan 4 2007
Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 5:54 pm
Title: I will Return for You, My Love
Author: ken r
Disclaimer: The story starts out in the pilot but Max is worried about Liz knowing that he healed her and about the sheriff finding this out so he leaves town. Liz and Kyle are going to the UFO festival but Kyle asked Liz to stay at his house instead. In the TV show she doesn’t stay instead she meets Max, but in my story Max is gone so she stays. The story develops with these changes. The characters, of the TV show, develop loosely from this. As always honor and respect is given to the original creation of Roswell and the many variations.
Category: conventional couples with the addition of Jake Alvarez, because I liked the character Jesse Ramirez and he won’t work here, and Alicia Valenti who will be my principal in part two
Rating: Adult there are references to abuse, and violent death.
Warning: death, divorce, intimate mind reading, Kyle becomes a bad person through circumstance
I Will Return for You, My Love
Part one
Chapter 1 Deviation
Max and Michael were sitting in the Crashdown. Max was indulging himself in his favorite obsession, watching Liz Parker. Ever since he had started school, in the third grade, he had been on the sideline of her life. In Class, they were usually lab partners, but everywhere else they were barely friends. Sometimes Liz would sit and talk with him, usually when there was no one else around. To Max’s discomfort, he was destined to watch as she grew toward womanhood, dated and moved on with her life. Max always felt that his life was static. He had no future and very little past, to think about. Max only had two friends, his sister Isabel and a boy named Michael. They both shared certain characteristics with him. Max was an outsider. He was an alien, an alien hiding in plain view in Roswell. That information had taken the three of them most of their short lives to discover. They looked human and in many ways they were. They had memories and manipulative powers that other humans didn’t have. Isabel was a person who could use others ‘without getting involved’ as she put it. She could interact with humans without becoming obsessed with them, as Max was, especially when it came to Liz. Michael didn’t seem to need or want anyone else except for Max and Isabel. Max, though, always wanted something more. Max had so much empathy that he never could use people, but as an empath he needed so much to feel the emotions of others, especially of the one he secretly loved. He especially wanted someone that he could trust and talk to other than Michael or Isabel.
“Hey Max, Michael,” Liz greeted. She was a good waitress because she always made her customers feel like they had her undivided attention. “You want the usual?” That would mean a cherry Coke and plate of onion rings. Max’s heart followed his eyes as he watched Liz move about the restaurant.
Maria, Liz’s best friend, was waiting on the front half of the restaurant while Liz covered the rear. Max always sat in Liz’s section when he could. Michael didn’t make any secret that he felt Max’s obsession for Liz was foolish and dangerous. Isabel just couldn’t understand that if Max wanted Liz, he should take her out, but not get personally involved. Isabel never understood, or maybe it was her fear that prevented her from accepting what Max wanted and needed. Isabel, who seldom went with any guy for more than three times, just couldn’t see why Max was willing to endanger all of them just because he only wanted one girl.
Liz delivered their order and went about her other tables talking to the customers and laughing making them smile with her personality. Maria was trying to do her best but two of her customers were arguing. This made Maria nervous, but even she didn’t see the gun until it was too late.
“Liz gun!” Maria screamed. Liz turned to call her father when she felt light and for some reason she was lying on the floor. The pain of the shot had not yet registered, but she felt her life slipping away. As a scientist, Liz wished she could be taking notes. She looked for a bright light, but there was only a fog where her vision blurred, no bright lights. She felt wetness about her body and a burning sensation about her middle.
Max got up immediately. “No, Max, no,” Michael called but Max was already in motion. Michael did the next best thing he grabbed Maria and shouted “Ambulance, now!” He physically turned her and shoved her toward the phone. He blocked the other patrons with his body yelling, “Give them room, give them air.”
Max had gone up to Liz and his senses could feel her slipping away. “Liz, Liz you have to look at me.” Her eyes fluttered and Max concentrated on getting into her mind. He saw the bullet and he saw the path of carnage it had made. He used every bit of the knowledge he had learned in his advanced Biology class. Two years ago Max would not have had nearly enough knowledge to do this. Max imagined the bullet dissolving, Then he imagined the wound sealing from the inside out. Max imagined any impurities being removed and finally he imagined the blood on her uniform and on the floor disappearing. He imagined her anatomy healing itself and it did. He looked down and saw a bullet hole in her uniform top. He didn’t have much time. Max ripped the cloth with his fingers and pushed a bit of the cloth in the metal frame of a nearby chair to look as if the uniform had been torn as she fell.
Michael was keeping the rest of the people away from Max and Liz but he heard the ambulance. “Max, the keys, hurry!” he cried. Max stood up and threw him the jeep keys. He moved to the front of the restaurant just as the ambulance crew arrived. Michael drove by barely slowing down to let Max jump in the jeep.
Liz was stunned. She remembered Max, but she couldn’t remember what he had been doing. The crew saw a discoloring of her stomach, but they also saw the cloth caught on the chair edge. She felt some pain, but she also felt some kind of euphoria.
Her father ran in. “Liz what happened?” he asked, tears showing through his concern for her.
“I don’t know dad. There was a shot and I fell.”
“The ambulance driver helped, “It looks as if she fell against the chair and ripped her uniform. We checked her over and we cannot find any sort of wound. I think she is just lucky.”
Jeff Parker felt himself about to faint. He held Liz. She was his baby and he felt that he had been holding her for sixteen years. If something had happened to her, he wouldn’t have wanted to live either. They helped Liz to stand and except for a bit of pain in her middle she could walk and seemed all right.
Liz went to her apartment over the restaurant to clean up. She took off her uniform and standing in front of the mirror she looked at her body. The skin had a slight silver color, but otherwise she had no wounds. Liz was still bothered about the vision of Max. She was sure that there was something she should ask him about.
That night, she had several visitors who had heard about the shooting and wanted to assure themselves that she was unhurt. Maria and Alex, her best childhood friends, acted as buffers along with her parents to not let people stay too long and tire her.
Liz had a maybe boyfriend. She had gone out with him longer than she had with other boys but she was still ambivalent about what he meant to her. He was the sheriff’s son. Kyle came in and went right over to Liz. He kissed her and made her very uncomfortable in front of her parents. He had the air of taking over, which was Kyle’s way. He tried to fend off Maria and Alex, but Liz’s father ushered him out after a few minutes. Liz was sent to bed by her parents after both Maria and Alex hugged her. The next morning as Liz got ready for school; Max and Isabel were also getting ready. Isabel noticed that Max was very nervous and distracted. “What happened Max? I heard about the Crashdown. Who got hurt?” Isabel questioned.
“Nobody.” Max was never a fount of information, but this was short even for him.
“Come on Max, what gives?” again Isabel interrogated.
Max hung his head. “Liz was shot yesterday. She was dying. I healed her.”
Isabel was both frightened and furious. “How much does she know? How much did she see as you healed her? Did anyone else see?” Isabel was on the verge of panic.
“Michael covered for me. I do not think anyone else could see what I was doing. Liz was just barely conscious. I had a lot of trouble getting in to stop her bleeding, remove the bullet and heal the wound.
When Liz and Maria got to school stories abounded. No two of them agreed. Kyle was bragging how his Liz had almost been shot and how he was going to stand by her in case the shooters returned. There were all sorts of stories about how she had been raised miraculously from the dead. Liz and Maria did their best to ignore these stories. Liz felt she should see Max, but he wasn’t at school. He should have been in at least two of her science classes, but he was absent, a first for Mr. Evans. Max had perfect attendance since he started school.
When Isabel got home, she found Max had cut school. He was in his room staring at the wall. “You want to talk, little brother?” Isabel asked.
“Isabel don’t play that age card on me. Neither of us knows who is the oldest. I guess I screwed up badly. To save Liz from dying I have to completely give up being around her.” Max said sadly. “I have brought attention to her and I do not want to bring attention to us. She is going with the sheriff’s son and if the sheriff suspects something, he will not stop until he finds out all about us.”
“I know Max. What are you going to do now? You can’t hide from school forever. In fact, since you are absent for the first time that is likely to make them notice us anyway.” Isabel sat beside Max.
Isabel you have wanted to tell our parents for a long time about us being aliens and now I think it is the right time. I need help. I need to leave for a while until everyone forgets about this incident. That night after supper they approached their parents.
“Mom, Dad, we need to talk.” The Evans were usually pretty understanding people and they really loved their children calling them their gifts from heaven. “Do you remember how you found us? Do you remember how you could not find anyone that would take responsibility for us? How easy it was to adopt us with no family ties to be found?”
“First of all Max, it was not easy to adopt you. We had to pull a lot of strings and call in a lot of favors to get the courts not to take you away. We were just lucky that we were both lawyers and knew our way around the court,” Max’s father stated. Max saw a spark of pride in what their Dad and Mom had been able to do.
“Well, we did not have any family because we are different.” Their parents just looked at them. “We weren’t from this Earth.” Max and Isabel saw a look of consternation in their faces. They wanted to be there for their children, but they were busy professionals. They did not like them wasting their time on a joke. Max tried again. “There are many things we can do that others can’t. Do you remember the pigeon I healed several years ago? Look!” Max took his hand and changed the color of his Mom’s pot plant on the table. Both parents jumped. Isabel waved her hand across her face and her lipstick went from red to a gothic black.
Isabel continued. “These are not tricks. We have learned to do many things simply because we are different.”
“We do not completely understand why we can do theses things. That is why we work so hard in school,” Max added.
This discussion went on way into the night. Max and Isabel assuring their parents that these were not magic tricks, but alien abilities that their children had. By morning their parents were convinced enough for their children to be able to explain the current problem.
“Liz Parker was shot the other day at her parents restaurant. She was dying. I couldn’t just allow her to die, so I healed her. Now she is asking questions and her boyfriend is the sheriff’s son.” Max explained.
Philip knew how the old sheriff, the father of the one they had now had become obsessed about aliens. His son would investigate completely if he had any idea he could vindicate his father. There was no telling what he would do if he found evidence of aliens.
Philip suggested that they send Max to his aunt’s ranch in Montana for a few weeks. He made a few inquires and wrote an excuse for the school naming a personal emergency. Max had good grades so it wasn’t too much trouble.
Liz looked everywhere. She just couldn’t find Max. She sat down alone in the quad. She was getting very depressed. She felt that there was something about Max that she should recall. There was something about Max or about what he did that she didn’t understand. She felt a presence and she looked up to see Isabel. Liz barely knew Isabel. Isabel would accompany Max to the Crashdown, but she and Liz just didn’t travel in the same circles. “May I sit down?” Isabel inquired. “You seem to be quite depressed for someone who escaped a near death experience.” She said.
“Isabel, where is Max?” Liz pleaded.
“Why?” Isabel returned quickly.
“I just keep thinking that there is something I should talk to him about.” Liz stated. “There is something about the other day that is bothering me, but I can’t remember what it is.”
“We had an aunt in Montana who had an emergency. Max went to stay with her and help her for a few weeks. He will be back later in the fall.” Isabel stood up. “Liz ,I am glad you are all right.” She said with more feeling than Liz had ever heard from her.
About that time Kyle walked up. “What the hell did she want?” he asked.
“Nothing, Kyle, she just wanted to ask if I was all right.” Liz returned.
“I don’t want you to have anything to do with those Evans brats,” Kyle stated
“Kyle, I talk to whom ever I please. I do not see either Isabel or Max that way.” Liz was becoming a bit vexed with Kyle.
“The advantage with having a boyfriend whose father is sheriff is that you can learn who is safe to associate with and who is not. My dad has his eye on both of those Evans,” Kyle made this almost as a pronouncement.
“I have to go, Kyle” Liz was pretty mad at this point. Kyle tried to smother Liz with a kiss, but she pushed him off.
Liz’s next stop was the Evans’ house. She went there when she felt Isabel wouldn’t be home. Mrs. Evans opened the door. “Liz Parker, am I right?” Liz was greeted. “Come in Liz. What can I do for you?” she asked.
Mrs. Evans is there any way I could call Max? I really need to talk to him.”
“I am sorry Liz. He is on his aunt’s ranch and it is way out in the country. They do not even have consistent phone service.” Liz felt that this answer was a bit evasive.
Liz wrote down her personal cell phone number. “Please if you hear from him, give him this number and tell him to call collect. I really need to talk to him.”
Liz left and Diane Evans felt a tug at her heart. This was the kind of girl she had always hoped for as a someday daughter in law. She gave the number to Isabel and when Isabel next talked to Max, she told him about it.
“She is still asking questions Max. I do not know what to do. I sat and talked with her, but as soon as I left the sheriff’s son was with her.” Isabel gave Max the information she had, but she noticed that Max’s voice broke badly when he was trying to talk about Liz.
The UFO festival was on that weekend. Kyle had arranged to take Liz. It was a date that had been made several weeks before. “Liz you have to see what a costume I got,” Kyle excitedly told her. Liz tried to build up enthusiasm as she had enjoyed the dates she had in the last couple years for this festival. They all dressed up as aliens and danced and watched fireworks and even with the tourists, they enjoyed themselves. Liz really needed cheering up and she thought maybe going to this festival would be fun. Kyle had been fun earlier and maybe this was a chance to mend their being together. Kyle told her to meet him at his house at about six thirty that evening.
Liz showed up. She was dressed as some sort of brown alien bug. Kyle welcomed her at the door, but he hadn’t put his costume on yet. “Liz, we have plenty of time. Have a beer?” he asked.
Now Liz’s parents had talked to her a lot about underage drinking. She knew that she could lose scholarships and many other privileges if she was caught drinking illegally. They also had warned her many time about not drinking when she was on a date. They were worried that someone would take advantage of her if she was drinking. Liz really didn’t even like beer. “No, thank you, Kyle. Hadn’t we better get ready to go?” she inquired.
“Aw come on, Liz, a couple of beers will make you have a better time. We still have a lot of time before we need to go.” Kyle had already had more than a couple of beers. He sat down beside her and put his arm around her.
Liz had made out with Kyle before and she had enjoyed it. Kyle was very experienced in making a girl feel good. Sometimes he might go too fast but Liz had heard talk about how good he was at making out from other girls. She knew that since the shooting she had been very upset so she took this time to try to just relax. She drank one beer and felt a little better. Kyle caressed her face with his lips. He moved from her lips to her forehead. His warm lips caressed her skin. He proceeded down her throat as far as the costume would allow. His tongue traced the outline of her lips and darted between them. His kissing proceeded too her ear which was strangely erotic. With his arm around her, he massaged her temple with his hand as he massaged the opposite temple with his lips. As he began kissing her, she found herself responding. Her back arched as she thrust her breasts against the closure of her costume. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the closeness of having someone care for her. His other arm came around and rested on her arm. As she seemed to fall into a trance, he slowly moved to her breast, barely touching it. The bug costume had big buttons down the front. One by one the buttons became undone. As they were undone, Kyle returned to her throat and neck with his lips, showering her with kisses and caresses. Liz delighted as Kyle approached the afore thought forbidden Zones. Kyle’s hand slowly slipped inside the costume to contact her flesh. Liz felt a shudder. She shook herself and tried to pull away. “Come on Liz, don’t be a tease. You know you want me. I have never waited this many dates before and not had a response,” Kyle coaxed.
TBC
Author: ken r
Disclaimer: The story starts out in the pilot but Max is worried about Liz knowing that he healed her and about the sheriff finding this out so he leaves town. Liz and Kyle are going to the UFO festival but Kyle asked Liz to stay at his house instead. In the TV show she doesn’t stay instead she meets Max, but in my story Max is gone so she stays. The story develops with these changes. The characters, of the TV show, develop loosely from this. As always honor and respect is given to the original creation of Roswell and the many variations.
Category: conventional couples with the addition of Jake Alvarez, because I liked the character Jesse Ramirez and he won’t work here, and Alicia Valenti who will be my principal in part two
Rating: Adult there are references to abuse, and violent death.
Warning: death, divorce, intimate mind reading, Kyle becomes a bad person through circumstance
I Will Return for You, My Love
Part one
Chapter 1 Deviation
Max and Michael were sitting in the Crashdown. Max was indulging himself in his favorite obsession, watching Liz Parker. Ever since he had started school, in the third grade, he had been on the sideline of her life. In Class, they were usually lab partners, but everywhere else they were barely friends. Sometimes Liz would sit and talk with him, usually when there was no one else around. To Max’s discomfort, he was destined to watch as she grew toward womanhood, dated and moved on with her life. Max always felt that his life was static. He had no future and very little past, to think about. Max only had two friends, his sister Isabel and a boy named Michael. They both shared certain characteristics with him. Max was an outsider. He was an alien, an alien hiding in plain view in Roswell. That information had taken the three of them most of their short lives to discover. They looked human and in many ways they were. They had memories and manipulative powers that other humans didn’t have. Isabel was a person who could use others ‘without getting involved’ as she put it. She could interact with humans without becoming obsessed with them, as Max was, especially when it came to Liz. Michael didn’t seem to need or want anyone else except for Max and Isabel. Max, though, always wanted something more. Max had so much empathy that he never could use people, but as an empath he needed so much to feel the emotions of others, especially of the one he secretly loved. He especially wanted someone that he could trust and talk to other than Michael or Isabel.
“Hey Max, Michael,” Liz greeted. She was a good waitress because she always made her customers feel like they had her undivided attention. “You want the usual?” That would mean a cherry Coke and plate of onion rings. Max’s heart followed his eyes as he watched Liz move about the restaurant.
Maria, Liz’s best friend, was waiting on the front half of the restaurant while Liz covered the rear. Max always sat in Liz’s section when he could. Michael didn’t make any secret that he felt Max’s obsession for Liz was foolish and dangerous. Isabel just couldn’t understand that if Max wanted Liz, he should take her out, but not get personally involved. Isabel never understood, or maybe it was her fear that prevented her from accepting what Max wanted and needed. Isabel, who seldom went with any guy for more than three times, just couldn’t see why Max was willing to endanger all of them just because he only wanted one girl.
Liz delivered their order and went about her other tables talking to the customers and laughing making them smile with her personality. Maria was trying to do her best but two of her customers were arguing. This made Maria nervous, but even she didn’t see the gun until it was too late.
“Liz gun!” Maria screamed. Liz turned to call her father when she felt light and for some reason she was lying on the floor. The pain of the shot had not yet registered, but she felt her life slipping away. As a scientist, Liz wished she could be taking notes. She looked for a bright light, but there was only a fog where her vision blurred, no bright lights. She felt wetness about her body and a burning sensation about her middle.
Max got up immediately. “No, Max, no,” Michael called but Max was already in motion. Michael did the next best thing he grabbed Maria and shouted “Ambulance, now!” He physically turned her and shoved her toward the phone. He blocked the other patrons with his body yelling, “Give them room, give them air.”
Max had gone up to Liz and his senses could feel her slipping away. “Liz, Liz you have to look at me.” Her eyes fluttered and Max concentrated on getting into her mind. He saw the bullet and he saw the path of carnage it had made. He used every bit of the knowledge he had learned in his advanced Biology class. Two years ago Max would not have had nearly enough knowledge to do this. Max imagined the bullet dissolving, Then he imagined the wound sealing from the inside out. Max imagined any impurities being removed and finally he imagined the blood on her uniform and on the floor disappearing. He imagined her anatomy healing itself and it did. He looked down and saw a bullet hole in her uniform top. He didn’t have much time. Max ripped the cloth with his fingers and pushed a bit of the cloth in the metal frame of a nearby chair to look as if the uniform had been torn as she fell.
Michael was keeping the rest of the people away from Max and Liz but he heard the ambulance. “Max, the keys, hurry!” he cried. Max stood up and threw him the jeep keys. He moved to the front of the restaurant just as the ambulance crew arrived. Michael drove by barely slowing down to let Max jump in the jeep.
Liz was stunned. She remembered Max, but she couldn’t remember what he had been doing. The crew saw a discoloring of her stomach, but they also saw the cloth caught on the chair edge. She felt some pain, but she also felt some kind of euphoria.
Her father ran in. “Liz what happened?” he asked, tears showing through his concern for her.
“I don’t know dad. There was a shot and I fell.”
“The ambulance driver helped, “It looks as if she fell against the chair and ripped her uniform. We checked her over and we cannot find any sort of wound. I think she is just lucky.”
Jeff Parker felt himself about to faint. He held Liz. She was his baby and he felt that he had been holding her for sixteen years. If something had happened to her, he wouldn’t have wanted to live either. They helped Liz to stand and except for a bit of pain in her middle she could walk and seemed all right.
Liz went to her apartment over the restaurant to clean up. She took off her uniform and standing in front of the mirror she looked at her body. The skin had a slight silver color, but otherwise she had no wounds. Liz was still bothered about the vision of Max. She was sure that there was something she should ask him about.
That night, she had several visitors who had heard about the shooting and wanted to assure themselves that she was unhurt. Maria and Alex, her best childhood friends, acted as buffers along with her parents to not let people stay too long and tire her.
Liz had a maybe boyfriend. She had gone out with him longer than she had with other boys but she was still ambivalent about what he meant to her. He was the sheriff’s son. Kyle came in and went right over to Liz. He kissed her and made her very uncomfortable in front of her parents. He had the air of taking over, which was Kyle’s way. He tried to fend off Maria and Alex, but Liz’s father ushered him out after a few minutes. Liz was sent to bed by her parents after both Maria and Alex hugged her. The next morning as Liz got ready for school; Max and Isabel were also getting ready. Isabel noticed that Max was very nervous and distracted. “What happened Max? I heard about the Crashdown. Who got hurt?” Isabel questioned.
“Nobody.” Max was never a fount of information, but this was short even for him.
“Come on Max, what gives?” again Isabel interrogated.
Max hung his head. “Liz was shot yesterday. She was dying. I healed her.”
Isabel was both frightened and furious. “How much does she know? How much did she see as you healed her? Did anyone else see?” Isabel was on the verge of panic.
“Michael covered for me. I do not think anyone else could see what I was doing. Liz was just barely conscious. I had a lot of trouble getting in to stop her bleeding, remove the bullet and heal the wound.
When Liz and Maria got to school stories abounded. No two of them agreed. Kyle was bragging how his Liz had almost been shot and how he was going to stand by her in case the shooters returned. There were all sorts of stories about how she had been raised miraculously from the dead. Liz and Maria did their best to ignore these stories. Liz felt she should see Max, but he wasn’t at school. He should have been in at least two of her science classes, but he was absent, a first for Mr. Evans. Max had perfect attendance since he started school.
When Isabel got home, she found Max had cut school. He was in his room staring at the wall. “You want to talk, little brother?” Isabel asked.
“Isabel don’t play that age card on me. Neither of us knows who is the oldest. I guess I screwed up badly. To save Liz from dying I have to completely give up being around her.” Max said sadly. “I have brought attention to her and I do not want to bring attention to us. She is going with the sheriff’s son and if the sheriff suspects something, he will not stop until he finds out all about us.”
“I know Max. What are you going to do now? You can’t hide from school forever. In fact, since you are absent for the first time that is likely to make them notice us anyway.” Isabel sat beside Max.
Isabel you have wanted to tell our parents for a long time about us being aliens and now I think it is the right time. I need help. I need to leave for a while until everyone forgets about this incident. That night after supper they approached their parents.
“Mom, Dad, we need to talk.” The Evans were usually pretty understanding people and they really loved their children calling them their gifts from heaven. “Do you remember how you found us? Do you remember how you could not find anyone that would take responsibility for us? How easy it was to adopt us with no family ties to be found?”
“First of all Max, it was not easy to adopt you. We had to pull a lot of strings and call in a lot of favors to get the courts not to take you away. We were just lucky that we were both lawyers and knew our way around the court,” Max’s father stated. Max saw a spark of pride in what their Dad and Mom had been able to do.
“Well, we did not have any family because we are different.” Their parents just looked at them. “We weren’t from this Earth.” Max and Isabel saw a look of consternation in their faces. They wanted to be there for their children, but they were busy professionals. They did not like them wasting their time on a joke. Max tried again. “There are many things we can do that others can’t. Do you remember the pigeon I healed several years ago? Look!” Max took his hand and changed the color of his Mom’s pot plant on the table. Both parents jumped. Isabel waved her hand across her face and her lipstick went from red to a gothic black.
Isabel continued. “These are not tricks. We have learned to do many things simply because we are different.”
“We do not completely understand why we can do theses things. That is why we work so hard in school,” Max added.
This discussion went on way into the night. Max and Isabel assuring their parents that these were not magic tricks, but alien abilities that their children had. By morning their parents were convinced enough for their children to be able to explain the current problem.
“Liz Parker was shot the other day at her parents restaurant. She was dying. I couldn’t just allow her to die, so I healed her. Now she is asking questions and her boyfriend is the sheriff’s son.” Max explained.
Philip knew how the old sheriff, the father of the one they had now had become obsessed about aliens. His son would investigate completely if he had any idea he could vindicate his father. There was no telling what he would do if he found evidence of aliens.
Philip suggested that they send Max to his aunt’s ranch in Montana for a few weeks. He made a few inquires and wrote an excuse for the school naming a personal emergency. Max had good grades so it wasn’t too much trouble.
Liz looked everywhere. She just couldn’t find Max. She sat down alone in the quad. She was getting very depressed. She felt that there was something about Max that she should recall. There was something about Max or about what he did that she didn’t understand. She felt a presence and she looked up to see Isabel. Liz barely knew Isabel. Isabel would accompany Max to the Crashdown, but she and Liz just didn’t travel in the same circles. “May I sit down?” Isabel inquired. “You seem to be quite depressed for someone who escaped a near death experience.” She said.
“Isabel, where is Max?” Liz pleaded.
“Why?” Isabel returned quickly.
“I just keep thinking that there is something I should talk to him about.” Liz stated. “There is something about the other day that is bothering me, but I can’t remember what it is.”
“We had an aunt in Montana who had an emergency. Max went to stay with her and help her for a few weeks. He will be back later in the fall.” Isabel stood up. “Liz ,I am glad you are all right.” She said with more feeling than Liz had ever heard from her.
About that time Kyle walked up. “What the hell did she want?” he asked.
“Nothing, Kyle, she just wanted to ask if I was all right.” Liz returned.
“I don’t want you to have anything to do with those Evans brats,” Kyle stated
“Kyle, I talk to whom ever I please. I do not see either Isabel or Max that way.” Liz was becoming a bit vexed with Kyle.
“The advantage with having a boyfriend whose father is sheriff is that you can learn who is safe to associate with and who is not. My dad has his eye on both of those Evans,” Kyle made this almost as a pronouncement.
“I have to go, Kyle” Liz was pretty mad at this point. Kyle tried to smother Liz with a kiss, but she pushed him off.
Liz’s next stop was the Evans’ house. She went there when she felt Isabel wouldn’t be home. Mrs. Evans opened the door. “Liz Parker, am I right?” Liz was greeted. “Come in Liz. What can I do for you?” she asked.
Mrs. Evans is there any way I could call Max? I really need to talk to him.”
“I am sorry Liz. He is on his aunt’s ranch and it is way out in the country. They do not even have consistent phone service.” Liz felt that this answer was a bit evasive.
Liz wrote down her personal cell phone number. “Please if you hear from him, give him this number and tell him to call collect. I really need to talk to him.”
Liz left and Diane Evans felt a tug at her heart. This was the kind of girl she had always hoped for as a someday daughter in law. She gave the number to Isabel and when Isabel next talked to Max, she told him about it.
“She is still asking questions Max. I do not know what to do. I sat and talked with her, but as soon as I left the sheriff’s son was with her.” Isabel gave Max the information she had, but she noticed that Max’s voice broke badly when he was trying to talk about Liz.
The UFO festival was on that weekend. Kyle had arranged to take Liz. It was a date that had been made several weeks before. “Liz you have to see what a costume I got,” Kyle excitedly told her. Liz tried to build up enthusiasm as she had enjoyed the dates she had in the last couple years for this festival. They all dressed up as aliens and danced and watched fireworks and even with the tourists, they enjoyed themselves. Liz really needed cheering up and she thought maybe going to this festival would be fun. Kyle had been fun earlier and maybe this was a chance to mend their being together. Kyle told her to meet him at his house at about six thirty that evening.
Liz showed up. She was dressed as some sort of brown alien bug. Kyle welcomed her at the door, but he hadn’t put his costume on yet. “Liz, we have plenty of time. Have a beer?” he asked.
Now Liz’s parents had talked to her a lot about underage drinking. She knew that she could lose scholarships and many other privileges if she was caught drinking illegally. They also had warned her many time about not drinking when she was on a date. They were worried that someone would take advantage of her if she was drinking. Liz really didn’t even like beer. “No, thank you, Kyle. Hadn’t we better get ready to go?” she inquired.
“Aw come on, Liz, a couple of beers will make you have a better time. We still have a lot of time before we need to go.” Kyle had already had more than a couple of beers. He sat down beside her and put his arm around her.
Liz had made out with Kyle before and she had enjoyed it. Kyle was very experienced in making a girl feel good. Sometimes he might go too fast but Liz had heard talk about how good he was at making out from other girls. She knew that since the shooting she had been very upset so she took this time to try to just relax. She drank one beer and felt a little better. Kyle caressed her face with his lips. He moved from her lips to her forehead. His warm lips caressed her skin. He proceeded down her throat as far as the costume would allow. His tongue traced the outline of her lips and darted between them. His kissing proceeded too her ear which was strangely erotic. With his arm around her, he massaged her temple with his hand as he massaged the opposite temple with his lips. As he began kissing her, she found herself responding. Her back arched as she thrust her breasts against the closure of her costume. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the closeness of having someone care for her. His other arm came around and rested on her arm. As she seemed to fall into a trance, he slowly moved to her breast, barely touching it. The bug costume had big buttons down the front. One by one the buttons became undone. As they were undone, Kyle returned to her throat and neck with his lips, showering her with kisses and caresses. Liz delighted as Kyle approached the afore thought forbidden Zones. Kyle’s hand slowly slipped inside the costume to contact her flesh. Liz felt a shudder. She shook herself and tried to pull away. “Come on Liz, don’t be a tease. You know you want me. I have never waited this many dates before and not had a response,” Kyle coaxed.
TBC