posted on 28-May-2002 1:02:09 AM by RNN Gwen
Author: Gwen
Rating: R maybe NC-17 never sure about these things.
It's a M/L fic!
Decription: Set at the jeep scene in departure...from there on out it's AU. Kinda dark.

Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujah

I've heard there was
A secret chord
That David played, and
It pleased the Lord
But you don't really care
For music, do you?
It goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king
Composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong
But you needed proof
You saw her bathing
On the roof
Her beauty and the
Moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
And she cut your hair
And from your lips
She drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room
I've walked this floor
I used to live alone
Before I knew you
I've seen your flag
On the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time
You let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show
It to me, do you?
I remember when
I moved in, you
Your holy dark
Was moving too
And every breath we drew
Was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever
Learned from love
Was how to shoot
At someone
Who outdrew you
It's not a cry
You can hear at night
It's not somebody
Who's seen the light
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah


“Do you love her?” Liz’s eyes welled up with tears, not wanting to hear the answer but desperately wanting him to tell her.

“Not like I loved you.” She could see the answering pain in Max’s eyes. She tried to take comfort in his words but if he loved her so much why didn’t he take her to bed instead of that whore? Instead she pushed all thoughts out of her mind. That pendant wasn’t going to be her only reminder of Max.

Liz crushed her mouth to his. His lips once her entrance to his soul, where she found solace was now painful to the touch. He kissed Tess with that mouth, but oh how Liz wanted him to remember her. She wanted him to ache the way she was going to every night.

Her free hand unlatched Max’s seat belt and as soon as he was free she became aggressive and straddled his lap.

“Liz?” Looking down into the confusion on his face, she almost fell into that trap. Sure there were 3,000 reasons why they should stop but Liz wasn’t going to listen to any of them. She wanted Max to be her first, and even if he was leaving in six hours she would send him into his destiny with the smell of their sex permeating his skin.

“I need this Max.” She whispered before taking his lips again and pressing her heat into his own. “I need more.” Thrusting her tongue in his mouth and kissing him senseless, Liz decided they needed a more private venue and broke her attack of off at once.

Sliding down his lap she brushed her hand over his tight jeans and dipped her hand in the waistband. Her teeth nibbled on his ear lobe, “Follow me,” was a hot breath against his ear. Determined to fight off any protests, Liz could feel her self grow even more aroused as he wordlessly climbed out of the jeep and let her lead him by the hand up into her balcony.

She crawled into her room and retrieved a quilt quickly spreading it out onto the brick. Tugging his jacket over his shoulders Liz pushed him down onto his back. Max was leaning up on his elbows, when she joined him on the ground. “Liz?” Was all he got out before she silenced him with a finger.

“Shhh.” Pleading him with her eyes to not talk and break the spell she was trying to weave. She needed him under her feminine powers, if only to prove to herself she wasn’t worthless.

Slowly standing back up she lifted her hands above her head peeling off her shirt. When his eyes grew large and scanned her newly exposed skin Liz couldn’t help but smile. Undoing her jeans and wriggling them past her hips, she finally stood before him in nothing but her bra and panties.

Unexpectedly he got up and wrapped his arms around her wait pressing his face into the soft skin of her stomach. Liz swore she could feel hot tears slipping between them, but the Max that had given himself to Tess. Why should he be moved by the sight of her?

Her Max would have, but it had been so long since she had seen him. Even if she had him back for a few hours tonight it was only a ghost, an apparition only still bound to this earth by a young girl’s fantasies of true love and soul mates. She willed herself to remember that.

Joining him on her knees, Liz grabbed the hem on his shirt pulling it up and over his head. When she bent down to taste the flesh of his chest, Max pushed her down against the blanket.

His lips attacked the sweet skin of her throat and brushed down over the swell of her breast. When she arched up to his touch he got underneath her and released the clasp of her bra. His mouth followed the straps down over her shoulders and arms one at a time until she was only covered by the scrap of silk low on her hips.

She felt him brushing his hands over the place he had healed her so long ago and had to close her eyes. She could break down later, right now she needed to get through the next few hours. The slow way he was cherishing her body, made her feel worshiped. But not special, he most likely took the same reverence with Tess.

He must have read her thoughts because before he slid her panties down her legs he crawled back up to her ear. “It’s always been you.”

“Please.” Liz begged him to complete their union in silence, she didn’t want to know any of this. She just wanted what fate had stolen from her.

She couldn’t help but squirm when the back of his hand traced up her inner thigh. His tentative touches against her folds were the only place she could feel him against her. Liz dared to open her eyes, he was sitting back dressed only in jeans watching, studying her body. Her hands went up to him, pulling him down with her.

The skin of their upper bodies came into contact and she grabbed for the button and zipper on Max’s pants releasing him and as quickly as she could pushing then and his boxers down over his hips, making him as naked as she was.

He rolled back on top of her body and Liz spread her knees to push him against her heat. She heard him hiss and knew he was ready. Her hand snaked between them and she took his ridged shaft rubbing it against her letting it part the folds hiding the place she needed him so badly.

Chancing a glace up at his face hovering against her neck, Liz had to fight back her emotions again. At the moment she placed him at her opening and with her hands urged him to complete their union.

He had opened his mouth to say something. Liz assumed it was to ask if she was sure, but then on his own he stopped. He wanted this as badly as she did and he wasn’t giving her time to think. With his hands down on her hips he completed the possession of her body.

Liz gasped at the fullness of having him inside her, and took broken breaths trying to adjust to the invasion. Max’s kisses along her jaw and neck began relaxing her body, and Liz moved against him.

Max must have realized she was alright because then he began rocking his pelvis against hers. It was slow, it was sensual, and it was bringing her blood to a boil.

He was crushing his mouth against hers, his tongue reaching into the deep recesses of his mouth trying to enter her body in every way available to him. Liz tried to fight the connection that was starting between them; she blocked the images and reveled in the emotions she was receiving from him.

Moving together faster, their movements more aggressive they were rapidly reaching a climax and Max exploded inside of her and their sweaty bodies collapsed together.

He was peppering her face with kisses, and she grateful he was granting her request for silence between them. He went to pull out of her, but Liz not wanting the sensations to end so quickly she was rolled on top of him.

She pushed herself into a sitting position which left her breast exposed to him, both of Max’s hands palmed them and his thumbs brushed over her nipples. She couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped her throat.

Liz could feel him stirring to life again in side of her, and as he lavished attention on her breasts she took her first tentative movements against him. His hips rose up in time with hers and she began riding him so hard their heads were thrown back in bliss. When the pleasure got to intense for her to continue her rhythm Max’s hands dropped from her rib cage to her hips and started slamming her against him.

An Earth shattering explosion started down in her toes and was winding its way through her body. They exploded together and Liz fell against his slick chest.

For a long time all that could be heard were their pants slowly fading into even breaths. Her muscles protested when she eventually extricated herself from his body. Turning her back to him, she put her bra and panties back on, and over that she threw his t-shirt.

Liz loosened the brick that contained her journal. It had been so long since she wrote in it anyway. Without meeting his eyes, she turned looking at the floor and laid the book at his feet. She wanted him to have a piece of her with him just like she would.

Only then did Max dare break their silent agreement. “Liz?” Him just saying her name, that one word told her so much. He wanted her to ask him to stay, and she knew it would. His son and Tess be damned, but Liz knew better. He was her max anymore, and would never be if she asked him to stay. Anyway, “Tonight was not forever, Max.” She walked over to her window and before she went inside Liz turned to finally look in his eyes. “It was goodbye.”

She crawled inside and shut the window. Max came closer to the window, and she splayed her hand against the glass, pleading with him not to make his any harder on her. Through the pane Max traced her hand print and touched his fingers to his lip and placed them against her palm. Adding a look that told her everything he bent his head down and walked over to the ladder and disappeared over the wall.

Liz stared out the window until the she could see the sun over the horizon. She knew they had left at 6 that morning, but the part of her consciousness that had connected to Max still stayed strong, and she wondered how long that would last.

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posted on 28-May-2002 2:24:22 AM by RNN Gwen
For everyone who wanted to know what happened

Here's a little TAG for the end......

Liz sat on a stool at the Crashdown, reading for one of her college courses she had decided to take, when she doubled over and dropped the book.

“Shit!” She heard Michael yell as he ran out into the dinning room and carried her back into break room. Maria filled up their one customer’s coffee cup and ran back to join them. “Are you ok?” Once again she saw Michael wishing he had healing powers of his own.

She stopped his hands from exploring her body. “He’s gone.” Liz couldn’t help the tears from spilling out. She hadn’t let herself cry before.

A concerned look on Michael’s face met her when she tried to sit upright. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t feel him anymore.” Six months they had been gone. Max, Tess and Isabel left in the granolith. Michael had changed his mind at the last minute and when Liz had finally pried herself away from the window to go to work that morning she found Michael sitting on the back steps to the Crashdown.

She hadn’t been surprised to see him there, but she was surprised to find a letter from Max. In the days that followed they figured out the truth of what happened to Alex. With Tess gone all the mind warps and rapes she had inflicted on them began to melt away and Kyle remembered carrying his body out to the car. A few other facts were brought to light. Like the fact Tess and Kyle had been sleeping together since their Las Vegas trip. Her baby could just as well been Kyle’s son as Max’s.

They would never know………

Michael hung his head before her and Maria sat down on the couch beside her offering support. They all had been worried it was a trap now their worst fears were confirmed. He needed to take care of Liz now for his brother that couldn’t be there. “Is he alright? Nothing happened to him?”

Liz closed her eyes and rubbed her hand over her growing stomach. Concentrating on her connecting to her son, “Yeah, Alex and I are just fine.”

posted on 28-May-2002 2:28:26 AM by RNN Gwen

Oh and if any of you get a hankerin' hahaha to sit and read, oh about 700 pages of Fan Fic, I have a whole series. Starts somewhere after MITC and before VLV....


posted on 28-May-2002 3:28:45 AM by RNN Gwen
Knocking it back on the first page before I go to bed.....

I'll reply to FB tomorrow.

posted on 28-May-2002 10:01:30 AM by RNN Gwen
narly, insanity, Pegleg, abbs, and Dreaming thanks for the wonderful feedback. I'm a whore like that.

Belevn Always happy to see you reply! Glad you actually read what I do. *happy*

posted on 28-May-2002 11:14:19 AM by RNN Gwen
transparent or anyone else.....If you're in the mood for angst INGORE my author's note and just read SUMMER. The other are LONG (200 pages to SUMMER's 35) and have more scifi in them.
Thanks for reading!

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posted on 28-May-2002 4:11:11 PM by RNN Gwen
WOW! Thanks for all the interst in a sequel but Max is dead so unless you wanna hear about Michael and maria helping her out or Liz and Kyle getting together. It's kinda over.

I've been popsting stories since last May and I've never had this kind of response.

belevn's always been there though. *happy*