Borrowed Heaven (AU,M/L,TEEN/MATURE) [COMPLETE] 11/24/04
Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:54 am
Title: Borrowed Heaven
Author: Tanya – Behrsgirl77
Rating: hmm…not sure on this one I’ll let you know…TEEN-MATURE for now.
Disclaimer: I do not own rights to Roswell or its characters. I do not own the title of the story, that belongs to a group by the name of The Corrs (album - Borrowed Heaven).
Special Thanks To:
Sarah Marie aka LittleHottie510 – My beta as well as the person who has come up with the names of the fictional characters in my story; Cassandra and Kylei
A/N: This story is a little different for me to write, so let’s see the first two parts will be a narrative, explaining the past (because I didn’t want to flashback to it) and will remain a narrative.
Summary: Max Evans was the captain of the Basketball Team, the most popular and wanted male at West Roswell High, but he never took anything seriously, especially not girls. He dated them, slept with them then dumped them without a second thought. In all that time he wasn’t searching for love, so when he asked Liz Parker out he thought nothing more than having his way with her. What he found though was something he wasn’t expecting or even knew how to deal with.
Liz Parker loved Max Evans with her whole heart, but he managed to break it into a million pieces three years ago.
This is the story of finding love again in the most unexpected ways, and believing that every once in awhile we have the amazing fortune to live heaven on earth.
Feedback - I don't have many parts written to this story as I usually do before I post a fic, but feedback would make all the difference in the world...so let me know if I should continue or not. Thanks!

Banner by Lilac Stardust *Thanks Stacey!*
Prologue
Roswell, New Mexico – 6 Months Ago
"What do you mean you're not ready? Isn’t it a little too late for that," he asked as he watched his girlfriend walk around her bedroom packing her clothing into a black duffel bag.
"Max I'm just not ready to be a mother. We both know that you wanted her more that I ever did."
"So you did this for me? You kept her for my benefit?" He was confused as to what was going through her head. She never mentioned this before, why now?
"Yes, I did. Max when I saw your face when I told you I was pregnant, I knew right then and there I couldn't do that to you. I knew that I had to keep her."
"So you...you didn't want to keep the baby?" he questioned in sheer disbelief.
"No, I didn't. But I knew you would be a great dad and I can tell already that you are everything I hoped you would be for her," she said while hurrying around the room gathering all her belongings, never once looking him in the eye.
"Don't you love her, feel anything for her?" His anger was beginning to boil over. She hadn’t even held their daughter since she was born.
"I love her Max, but I can't be her mother. I'm sorry."
"So that's it, you're leaving?" he asked her as the anger that started in the pit of his stomach rose quickly within him, causing his voice to erupt in total rage.
"Yes, that's it. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back so you don't have to worry."
"I can't believe it, why? I mean she's so easy to love, just look at her," he said while holding is one-month-old daughter in his arms. He looked down upon her face and thought she was his world and he would do anything to protect her. She simply however just wriggled in his arms, innocently.
"Max, you don't love me and I don't love you, that's not what this was about. It was about doing the right thing and not being selfish. I'm trying really hard so just let it be, don't try and hang onto something that isn't there." He was devastated how could this be happening? No, he didn't love her she was right but they made a baby together so that meant something right?
"We made her that means something to me.” His voice was low and full of sorrow.
"Max do you love me, honestly?" He couldn't lie, this was too important.
"No I don't, but I care about you." Her back was turned and he approached her slowly, hoping there was some way he could get her to see what a big mistake she was making.
"I care about you too, but I'm not in love with you. You will love our daughter you will take care of her and you will be everything I can't or want to be."
"How can you be like that? How can you just leave her like she's nothing!" he spat out venomously.
"You’re wrong Max, and I hope that you can forgive me for leaving you with her. But she means everything to me, which is why I can't stay. I never wanted her. I don't deserve to be her mother. I'm doing both of you a favor. You'll thank me later because I know you must hate me now. I can't give her anything..."
"You can love her and you can be there for her. We don't have to be together that's not what I'm saying but you can try," he pleaded with her.
"I have tried Max, it's not working."
"Tried! When the hell have you tried? Ever since you left the hospital I have been the only one trying! She lives with me! I get up ten times in the middle of the night for her. Me! Not you! So how have you tried?" His daughter started to cry from the sound of his enraged voice.
"Stop yelling Max. I don't want her okay. I never did, that makes me a bad person I know but that's how I feel." He was fed up with the conversation. There was nothing left to be said.
She zipped her bag and threw it over her shoulder, making her way to the door without another word.
"Don't come back," he ground out through clenched teeth.
"I won't I promise. It's the only thing I can give to the both of you. Bye Max." He stood in the middle of the empty room and looked down into his beautiful daughter’s face and smiled. He knew everything would be okay because he had her.
Manhattan, New York
"What do you mean we're moving?" she asked as her fiancé ran around the room looking for his briefcase.
"I mean we're moving Liz, it's not permanent or anything but I have a project that I need to be there for."
"Why can't I stay here then? I always stay home when you leave to work onsite?" she asked while following him around the room, helping him search.
"Not this time. I want you to go with me."
"But you'll be traveling back and forth so what difference does it make?"
"Liz we're not gonna argue about this, you're going and that's it."
"Don't order me around like that! I don't appreciate it at all!" He always did that, she felt like she was nothing when he used that ordering tone with her.
"Then stop being so stubborn and start packing we leave next week." He sighed heavily tired of the same routine with her.
"Next week! You can't just drop this on me, it's not right at all!"
"Liz, I'm sorry. Look I have a lot on my mind and this project is really important. Please honey, just go pack." He turned and wrapped his arms around her as he pleaded for her to listen this once and not whine about everything.
"Okay apology accepted. So where are we going anyway?" She looked up at her fiancé with a smile on her face.
"Roswell, New Mexico." Her smile quickly became a worried frown. She felt all the blood drain from her face right before she passed out.
TBC…
Author: Tanya – Behrsgirl77
Rating: hmm…not sure on this one I’ll let you know…TEEN-MATURE for now.
Disclaimer: I do not own rights to Roswell or its characters. I do not own the title of the story, that belongs to a group by the name of The Corrs (album - Borrowed Heaven).
Special Thanks To:
Sarah Marie aka LittleHottie510 – My beta as well as the person who has come up with the names of the fictional characters in my story; Cassandra and Kylei

A/N: This story is a little different for me to write, so let’s see the first two parts will be a narrative, explaining the past (because I didn’t want to flashback to it) and will remain a narrative.
Summary: Max Evans was the captain of the Basketball Team, the most popular and wanted male at West Roswell High, but he never took anything seriously, especially not girls. He dated them, slept with them then dumped them without a second thought. In all that time he wasn’t searching for love, so when he asked Liz Parker out he thought nothing more than having his way with her. What he found though was something he wasn’t expecting or even knew how to deal with.
Liz Parker loved Max Evans with her whole heart, but he managed to break it into a million pieces three years ago.
This is the story of finding love again in the most unexpected ways, and believing that every once in awhile we have the amazing fortune to live heaven on earth.
Feedback - I don't have many parts written to this story as I usually do before I post a fic, but feedback would make all the difference in the world...so let me know if I should continue or not. Thanks!

Banner by Lilac Stardust *Thanks Stacey!*
Prologue
Roswell, New Mexico – 6 Months Ago
"What do you mean you're not ready? Isn’t it a little too late for that," he asked as he watched his girlfriend walk around her bedroom packing her clothing into a black duffel bag.
"Max I'm just not ready to be a mother. We both know that you wanted her more that I ever did."
"So you did this for me? You kept her for my benefit?" He was confused as to what was going through her head. She never mentioned this before, why now?
"Yes, I did. Max when I saw your face when I told you I was pregnant, I knew right then and there I couldn't do that to you. I knew that I had to keep her."
"So you...you didn't want to keep the baby?" he questioned in sheer disbelief.
"No, I didn't. But I knew you would be a great dad and I can tell already that you are everything I hoped you would be for her," she said while hurrying around the room gathering all her belongings, never once looking him in the eye.
"Don't you love her, feel anything for her?" His anger was beginning to boil over. She hadn’t even held their daughter since she was born.
"I love her Max, but I can't be her mother. I'm sorry."
"So that's it, you're leaving?" he asked her as the anger that started in the pit of his stomach rose quickly within him, causing his voice to erupt in total rage.
"Yes, that's it. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back so you don't have to worry."
"I can't believe it, why? I mean she's so easy to love, just look at her," he said while holding is one-month-old daughter in his arms. He looked down upon her face and thought she was his world and he would do anything to protect her. She simply however just wriggled in his arms, innocently.
"Max, you don't love me and I don't love you, that's not what this was about. It was about doing the right thing and not being selfish. I'm trying really hard so just let it be, don't try and hang onto something that isn't there." He was devastated how could this be happening? No, he didn't love her she was right but they made a baby together so that meant something right?
"We made her that means something to me.” His voice was low and full of sorrow.
"Max do you love me, honestly?" He couldn't lie, this was too important.
"No I don't, but I care about you." Her back was turned and he approached her slowly, hoping there was some way he could get her to see what a big mistake she was making.
"I care about you too, but I'm not in love with you. You will love our daughter you will take care of her and you will be everything I can't or want to be."
"How can you be like that? How can you just leave her like she's nothing!" he spat out venomously.
"You’re wrong Max, and I hope that you can forgive me for leaving you with her. But she means everything to me, which is why I can't stay. I never wanted her. I don't deserve to be her mother. I'm doing both of you a favor. You'll thank me later because I know you must hate me now. I can't give her anything..."
"You can love her and you can be there for her. We don't have to be together that's not what I'm saying but you can try," he pleaded with her.
"I have tried Max, it's not working."
"Tried! When the hell have you tried? Ever since you left the hospital I have been the only one trying! She lives with me! I get up ten times in the middle of the night for her. Me! Not you! So how have you tried?" His daughter started to cry from the sound of his enraged voice.
"Stop yelling Max. I don't want her okay. I never did, that makes me a bad person I know but that's how I feel." He was fed up with the conversation. There was nothing left to be said.
She zipped her bag and threw it over her shoulder, making her way to the door without another word.
"Don't come back," he ground out through clenched teeth.
"I won't I promise. It's the only thing I can give to the both of you. Bye Max." He stood in the middle of the empty room and looked down into his beautiful daughter’s face and smiled. He knew everything would be okay because he had her.
Manhattan, New York
"What do you mean we're moving?" she asked as her fiancé ran around the room looking for his briefcase.
"I mean we're moving Liz, it's not permanent or anything but I have a project that I need to be there for."
"Why can't I stay here then? I always stay home when you leave to work onsite?" she asked while following him around the room, helping him search.
"Not this time. I want you to go with me."
"But you'll be traveling back and forth so what difference does it make?"
"Liz we're not gonna argue about this, you're going and that's it."
"Don't order me around like that! I don't appreciate it at all!" He always did that, she felt like she was nothing when he used that ordering tone with her.
"Then stop being so stubborn and start packing we leave next week." He sighed heavily tired of the same routine with her.
"Next week! You can't just drop this on me, it's not right at all!"
"Liz, I'm sorry. Look I have a lot on my mind and this project is really important. Please honey, just go pack." He turned and wrapped his arms around her as he pleaded for her to listen this once and not whine about everything.
"Okay apology accepted. So where are we going anyway?" She looked up at her fiancé with a smile on her face.
"Roswell, New Mexico." Her smile quickly became a worried frown. She felt all the blood drain from her face right before she passed out.
TBC…