posted on 27-Nov-2002 8:55:01 PM by Nobodys Angel
Title: The Absence of Fear
Author: Nobody’s Angel
Rating: PG-13 to R eventually
Category: AU, CC, M/L
Summary: The story of the endurance of true love in the face of many obstacles
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me for they belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz, UPN, and myriad other important people.

A/N: This is my first story so be nice. Also, I don’t know if I want to continue this so if please leave a comment or constructive criticism.

Citations: Poem from Alfred Lord Tennyson

Prologue

They say that love is the best thing on Earth, something that will complete you and make you asking for more. This people are wrong, for such a definition would be scorned by the people who have ever been in love. True love is unattainable for most people on Earth, something that will break you and make you hopeless without more. It is an indescribable occurrence characterized by the perfect mixture of inflation and passion until one cannot be distinguished from the other. It is a maelstrom of emotion that strikes the core of your being and binds you into a violent yet peaceful submission. It is a crucible of painful bliss that cuts all barriers and heals all wounds. In short, all definitions of love are found to be incomplete and inadequate by all means.

As infrequent as true love is found, it does sometimes strike when least expected. Cupid seemed to be patiently waiting for the perfect moment and the ideal couple to work his magic. However, when he does, there is no escape for nothing has ever gotten in the way of true love, the type found only in fairy tales…or so they say…

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It was a stormy autumn day and the wind blew relentlessly forcing the fallen leaves to wander off away from their place of birth with little hope of returning. The branches of the tree shook as if shivering and trembling from the loss of warmth, of family. The sky was overcast and the dark clouds glared down menacingly at the landscape beneath them. On the ground, black ants were swarming into their tunnels for protection from the tempest that would soon commence and would not stop for some time.

When all tried to escape the storm, someone embraced it. When all ran for cover from the unyielding wind and intimidating rain clouds, someone stood still. She was a unique and exquisite being, one who welcomed the powerful devastation of the tempest for it was nothing compared to the pain that she had felt and the tragedy of her life had become.

It began to rain and soon the Earth was soaked, soaked with the endless droplets of water that fell from the sky. She paid the rain no heed and did not notice her waterlogged clothing and her disheveled appearance. There she stood alone and apart from the world around her as one who was always surrounded by a shroud of sorrow, a covering that she could not remove.

Tears streamed down her face as she whispered the words of her heart.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

I’m so sorry, forgive me Max


It was the heart retching cry of a heartbroken maiden, one who had forsaken all for the one she loved. With that spoken she turned around and dragged herself into the limousine that stood there waiting for her. The sleek black car with its precious passenger drove away from the immense estate leaving behinds ashes that would rest on the property for eternity.

TBC (maybe)

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I don't know...what do you think? I don't know if I should continue or not...


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posted on 5-Dec-2002 4:24:30 PM by Nobodys Angel
A/N: I don't know how you people can write such beautiful stories. This part is really bad, so don't bash it too much. Also, school and extracurricular responsibilities make writing difficult so bear with me.

This is dedicated to:
My good friend, Lisa, and also to Anya, Ripley Rip Tide, and roswellluver.

Part One

“Liz! Liz, are you okay?” Maria Deluca waved her hands in front of her friend’s face. Maria was concerned about her friend who was currently staring into space. This was not the first time she had seen Liz go into her own little world and she was getting more and more worried.

Liz Parker snapped out of her reverie and looked at her best friend. “I’m sorry Maria, I forgot that I had to do something important.” she said as she hurried off.

Maria stared at the retreating figure of her best friend and was at a loss of what to do. Ever since Liz had come back from her trip to Antar, a small country in Europe, she had seemed withdrawn and even depressed. However, on the many occasions when she had questioned her friend, Liz brushed it off and changed the subject. She did not want to push her friend, but now five years later, she missed Liz dearly and was determined to find what happened during her stay at Antar.

Maria had suspected that a guy had broken her best friend’s heart during her trip. However, this would be surprising because it was common knowledge that Liz Parker did not date for during high school she had turned down every guy that had propositioned her – quite an impressive number. Liz Parker was looking for the One and would not except anyone who was not her soulmate.

Maria had remembered one particular night that she had slept over Liz’s house.

It was one in the morning and for some reason, Maria could not sleep. In the other bed, she could hear Liz tossing and turning as if she was having a bad nightmare. Suddenly in the black velvet of night, Maria heard a heart retching sob. Liz sat up in her bed and tears were falling rapidly from Liz’s eyes as the dam that inhibited the turbulent flow of the river was lifted. For the first time since her return, Maria had seen her friend’s pain – such pain was inconceivable for one of such a young age.

Maria had comforted her friend that night and gave Liz a shoulder to cry on. Liz had cried for several hours until she was exhausted and submitted to a fitful rest. However, Maria did not get any sleep that night. She could feel Liz’s pain, which was smothering her as if trying to choke her. She could not imagine what it was the cause of such distress and determined to help.


To her dismay, after that night Liz became increasingly more withdrawn. Now she was like a robot and did all things mechanically. As time passed, Maria became increasingly worried about her friend and tried to help her as much as possible. This proved to be a difficult task for her music career was thriving and she had to be on the road most of the year. Regardless, she had tried to visit her friend at the Harvard campus frequently.

Liz ran out of the building as fast as her legs could take her. She was overwhelmed by the emotions that she tried to suppress for so many years. The flashback had been so intense that her knees felt weak and she thought that she was going to faint. She felt sorry that she lied to Maria and ran off , but she sought desperately to go to a peaceful place to organize the myriad ambivalent emotions that she was experiencing.

I’m so sorry, forgive me Max. Those words that she had uttered five years prior came back to her. Although she put her past behind her and started over on that faithful day, Max was always in her thoughts. She often wondered what he was doing at that particular moment or if he was thinking about her. Stop it. She chided herself. Max was destined to a good life, one without me to hinder him. With that she opened the dam the first time since that the sleepover with Maria and let the tears fall.

When Liz finally got up, she was determined to try to live her life to the utmost. She knew that she could not find another and that she was spend the rest of her life dreaming of Max’s strong arms. She knew that she would not find another, that everyone else would be second best in comparison her soulmate. That was something that she had to endure and she was happy knowing that Max would be happy. She had hoped that he would forget her existence and believed that he did.

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This could not be farther from the truth. In the country of Antar, Max was thinking of the petite brunette woman that had so captivated him. He could not stop thinking about her – how she would tuck her hair behind her ears, how upon her entrance the room seemed to light up, and how she could take away all his pain. With Liz by his stand, he had felt complete and totally at peace. Now, it was all gone for Liz had mysteriously disappeared. The anger of her abandonment had long dissolved and in its place was the longing and the loneliness he felt. He had longed to behold her one more time, to feel her silky locks between his fingers.

Abruptly Max was brought out of his thoughts by a loud knock on the door.

“Yes?” He asked.

“Max, your father wishes to see you” replied his friend Michael.

“Okay, I’ll be right there” signed Max. “I wonder what it is going to be this time. More pictures for the press or another lecture about my responsibilities on the subject of marriage.” Max said with annoyance edging in his voice.

Michael sympathized with his friend’s predicament. In this childhood, he had been jealous of Max for all the attention that was showered upon his friend, but now he would not want to be in his friend’s place for all the attention in the world.

Ever since the day that Liz disappeared from his friend’s life, Max began to live in the past, in the memory of the good times. Now his friend was engaged to be married to a woman that he did not love and is obliged to do so due to the duty Max had to fulfill. Michael was very worried about his longtime friend and debated whether or not to inform him of the imperative piece of information that he had recently obtained.

However, now seeing the pain in his friend’s eyes, he knew that he would not have the heart to withhold the information that is bound to change his friend’s life. Preparing himself for the consequences, he said softly “Max, there is something I have to tell you.” At that he paused.

Max turned and looked at him expectedly. He prayed that it was not bad news for he did not know how much more he could take. “If it is about my duty to marry Theresa, I will hear none of it” he snapped. Max had already had enough of lectures on duty and viewed the idea of his betrothed with contempt. He knew that no one could ever replace Liz in his heart.

“No Max, it’s not that” Michael replied looking apprehensive.

Max’s expression softened. “Then what it is?”

“I found her.”

TBC (eventually)


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