posted on 5-Dec-2001 9:30:32 PM by ladybug001
Title: Child of Mine (M/L)
Author: Ladybug and SoFlaFan
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing in regard to Roswell.

Summary: Max knows that his son is out there somewhere, but he has of yet been able to find a way to get to him.

Child of Mine - Preview

The wind howled as she spun around silently in the darkness. She could feel the sharpness in the air as it pressed her white cotton dress molding it to her skin, chilling her to the bone then burning her like fire. She moved so slowly. Floating, drifting and running. It was hard for her to breathe. It was so difficult for her to focus on any one entity. The charcoal darkness of the trees seemed to reach out toward her and scrape her skin as she ran. Surreal were the shadows drifting, shifting and hovering around her. Her heart pounded in her chest and her breath came in shallow pants. Darkness unexpectedly became day and the lights became so bright that she had to shield her eyes from the sudden changes. Warm waves crashed against her so intense that her body convulsed with the power of it all. Shaking intensely, Liz felt two strong arms encircle her and pull her protectively to his chest.

“Liz wake up. You're having a bad dream,” Max whispered into her hair. Disoriented and breathing heavily, Liz asked Max where she was. Max held her close to him and smoothed down her hair with his hand. His voice was soft when he told her that they were parked just below her balcony. He added that she fell asleep on the way home.

As if to hide from the bad dreams that followed her into the waking world, Liz wrapped her arms tightly around Max and buried her face in the crook of his neck. She remained silent when Max asked her to tell him about the dream. Max could feel Liz tense in his arms. He kissed the top of her head and urged her to tell him.

After a long pause, Liz moved back from Max and looked up at his eyes. She told him it was just a bad dream and she really couldn’t remember it all. When she felt Max pull her tighter against him, her voice was low when she said. ”Max I saw your son in this dream. He has your eyes.”

Max held Liz close to him and looked up toward the sky. He told her that he knew. His son had been sending him visions since the day at the lake. He once again kissed the top of Liz’s head and told her to tell him about the dream and his son.

Passionately Max kissed Liz as he pressed her against the brick wall of her balcony. Thoughts of his son forgotten, Max was finding himself quickly lost with his love for Liz. Breathlessly, Liz attempted to pull away from Max as his lips assaulted her neck. Her voice was little more than a whisper when she closed her eyes from the sensations that Max was causing to sweep over her. “Max you have to go. My dad will hear us.”

TBC Maybe?


[ edited 10time(s), last at 21-Dec-2001 5:02:02 PM ]
posted on 6-Dec-2001 11:45:17 AM by ladybug001
Title: Child of Mine (M/L)
Author: Ladybug
Rating: Not sure

Disclaimer: I own nothing in regard to Roswell.

Summary: Max knows that his son is out there somewhere, but he has of yet been able to find a way to get to him.

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Author’s Note: There are no spoilers in this fic. I don’t read them anymore. I wasn’t sure if I should continue with this, so I only posted half of the first part last night as a preview. Thank you for the feed back and for you, here is part one in its entirety:

Child of Mine – Part 1

The wind howled as she spun around silently in the darkness. She could feel the sharpness in the air as it pressed her white cotton dress molding it to her skin, chilling her to the bone then burning her like fire. She moved so slowly. Floating, drifting and running. It was hard for her to breathe. It was so difficult for her to focus on any one entity. The charcoal darkness of the trees seemed to reach out toward her and scrape her skin as she ran. Surreal were the shadows drifting, shifting and hovering around her. Her heart pounded in her chest and her breath came in shallow pants. Darkness unexpectedly became day and the lights became so bright that she had to shield her eyes from the sudden changes. Warm waves crashed against her so intense that her body convulsed with the power of it all. Shaking intensely, Liz felt two strong arms encircle her and pull her protectively to his chest.

“Liz wake up. You're having a bad dream,” Max whispered into her hair. Disoriented and breathing heavily, Liz asked Max where she was. Max held her close to him and smoothed down her hair with his hand. His voice was soft when he told her that they were parked just below her balcony. He added that she fell asleep on the way home.

As if to hide from the bad dreams that followed her into the waking world, Liz wrapped her arms tightly around Max and buried her face in the crook of his neck. She remained silent when Max asked her to tell him about the dream. Max could feel Liz tense in his arms. He kissed the top of her head and urged her to tell him.

After a long pause, Liz moved back from Max and looked up at his eyes. She told him it was just a bad dream and she really couldn’t remember it all. When she felt Max pull her tighter against him, her voice was low when she said. ”Max I saw your son in this dream. He has your eyes.”

Max held Liz close to him and looked up toward the sky. He told her that he knew. His son had been sending him visions since the day at the lake. He once again kissed the top of Liz’s head and told her to tell him about the dream and his son.

Passionately Max kissed Liz as he pressed her against the brick wall of her balcony. Thoughts of his son forgotten, Max was finding himself quickly lost with his love for Liz. Breathlessly, Liz attempted to pull away from Max as his lips assaulted her neck. Her voice was little more than a whisper when she closed her eyes from the sensations that Max was causing to sweep over her. “Max you have to go. My dad will hear us.”

As if ignoring her words, Max moved his lips to hers. The heat spiraled through them from the intimate contact. Liz couldn’t resist any longer and brought her arms up around his neck and allowed herself to forget everything expect the sensations that tingled throughout her from Max’ touch. Bringing his hands to each side of Liz’s face Max moved back and smiled down at Liz with her eyes closed and face all flushed from his kisses. Liz opened her eyes slowly and was unable to speak as she lost herself within his eyes. Max placed a kiss on the end of her nose and moved back from her. He told her she was right, he should go.

Liz stood alone in her room and tightened her arms around herself to ward off the chill that suddenly spread throughout her. Her mind was a whirl with the memory of the nightmare. She didn’t think that she could sleep tonight and risk returning to that forbidding place. She looked at her bed and then at her desk and decided that she would write in her journal maybe watch TV anything but sleep. The ringing of her phone brought her attention away from her dilemma.

Holding her phone to her ear, Liz spoke and said “Maria, yes I’m home come on over. I could use your company too.”

Maria and Liz talked throughout the night. Maria upset with her recent break up with Michael, talked all night. Liz would answer her when she felt her friend really needed an answer. Otherwise, she lie there and stared at the ceiling and listened. Every once in a while she was drawn away in her thoughts of the child with Max’ eyes. In her dream, the child had not spoken, but he had somehow called to her and as she ran to get closer to him, he was dragged away or she was prevented from reaching him. His eyes were so lonely so pleading for help that she couldn’t shake the memory from her mind and her body involuntarily trembled.

“Liz, are you listening to me?” Maria said as she shook Liz’s arm. Liz turned to her and told her she was listening to go ahead.


TBC


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posted on 14-Dec-2001 7:38:06 PM by ladybug001
Child of Mine - Preview of Part 2

Maria was already busy waiting tables when Liz made her way to the dining room and joined her in taking orders from the waiting customers.

In the kitchen, Michael stood and watched Maria as she took orders and delivered drinks. He could feel the pressure around his heart at his loss. Like a rubber band that tightened with each move, he felt his heart constrict and just for a moment when Maria suddenly turned around and met his eyes, he felt that band slip away and his heart soar with hope. His moment was broken when Liz stepped up to the counter and gave him her orders. When Michael looked back to Maria she had continued with her work and that rubber band found its way ever so tightly back around his heart.

The morning had been non-stop for Liz. She glanced toward the kitchen and saw her dad talking with Michael. Hurriedly, she made her way outside of the backdoor of the Crashdown. She pressed her back against the door and placed her cell phone to her ear and listened to the rings. “Finally Max, I only have a few moments before my dad misses me.” Liz said quickly into her phone. She suddenly stopped talking when she heard Max tell her to please stop talking for a moment and listen to him.

TBC

Author's note: I want to thank everyone for the feed back. If you guys are sure about this, then I will continue for a while.

Avenging Angel: Thanks. The baby is doing great, it is his mom that has the problems. No, everything is wonderful with the pregnancy. The doctor told us this week that we are having a boy. I was sure that I was having a girl, but the doctor says otherwise.

AJK I missed you. I hope this story will hold your interest.

Shorty828, Tomochicka, SpAcEgUrL370, roswelliantwins2526, roswellluver, maxiesdreamgirl, and mpls muse I will see what I can do about giving your more. How about a preview until I can write the next part?

SoFlaFan - my friend Dave- He is the one that corrects all my errors and keeps me on track. He nags me for more parts and is always there to lend a helping hand and offer suggestions. He posts the parts when I don't have the time, and now he has agreed to write this story with me. It should be interesting. You get a guy's view as well as mine. But, I get to write all of our dream couples parts when they are together. Now Dave where is the next part?

Thanks again for the feed back.

Sam


[ edited 1 time(s), last at 14-Dec-2001 7:43:06 PM ]
posted on 15-Dec-2001 5:08:12 PM by ladybug001
Title: Child of Mine (M/L)
Author: Ladybug and SoFlaFan
Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing in regard to Roswell.

Summary: Max knows that his son is out there somewhere, but he has of yet been able to find a way to get to him.

Part 2

She could feel Max’ hands on her shoulders encouraging her to go on. She steadied her breathing and continued to tell Max what she saw. “He’s lying in blankets. In a large cave. I can’t see the ceiling, its too high and dark. I hear a steady rumble like a jet engine… or a rocket engine… No! Wait, the cave, the walls are smooth, like they’re finished, almost plaster or cement.” Concentrating, She looks into Max’ eyes trying to pull out more memories. “It doesn’t seem like anyplace on earth. Strange, harsh, spotty white lights and dark in places. Smelly, dense, dusty air. That’s all. That’s all I remember!” Holding her shoulders tightly, Max forced her to focus on his face “Liz! Liz! C’mon! You almost have it.” Feeling him shaking her, she started getting scared. “Liz! Liz! Lizzie! Wake up! We’re gonna be late! Liz!” Finally, Liz snaps out of her dream. The image of Max slowly faded and turned into Maria. Maria had her hands on Liz’s shoulders and was shaking her awake.


Liz and Maria hurried down the steps to the Crashdown. They had both fallen asleep not long before time to get up and get ready for their Saturday morning shift. They both rushed to their lockers to get their aprons and antennas. As Liz tied her apron in the back, she heard her mom call her name. Maria gave Liz a knowing look and told her she would start the morning crowd without her.

As she turned to her mom, Liz asked her what she wanted. Nancy watched her daughter for a moment then she lowered her voice and asked Liz what time she got in last night. Liz could feel the panic start deep within her chest and fought to steady her words. “What do you mean Mom?” she asked being careful not to meet her mother’s eyes. Nancy reached out with her hand and placed it under her daughter’s chin and pulled her face up toward hers. She told Liz that she knew what time she came in last night, and she knew that she was with Max. Tears began to shine in Liz’s eyes. Her mother dropped her hand from Liz’s face and told her that her dad didn’t know. Mom, I’m sorry Liz began then stopped. She met her mother’s eyes and told her that she couldn’t promise that it wouldn’t happen again. Her voice trembled just a bit as she told Nancy that she loved Max and she had to be with him. She added that they had not done anything wrong. They just had to be together. Nancy looked at her daughter for a long moment then told her to be careful. Her dad still had the papers for the boarding school. Liz watched in amazement as her mother went back up the steps to the apartment.

Maria was already busily waiting tables when Liz made her way to the dining room and joined her in taking orders from the waiting customers.

In the kitchen, Michael stood and watched Maria as she took orders and delivered drinks. He could feel the pressure around his heart at his loss. Like a rubber band that tightened with each move, he felt his heart constrict and just for a moment when Maria suddenly turned around and met his eyes, he felt that band slip away and his heart soar with hope. His moment was broken when Liz stepped up to the counter and gave him her orders. When Michael looked back to Maria she had continued with her work and that rubber band found its way ever so tightly back around his heart.

The morning had been non-stop for Liz. She glanced toward the kitchen and saw her dad talking with Michael. Hurriedly, she made her way outside of the backdoor of the Crashdown. She pressed her back against the door and placed her cell phone to her ear and listened to the rings. “Finally Max, I only have a few moments before my dad misses me.” Liz said quickly into her phone. She suddenly stopped talking when she heard Max tell her to please stop talking for a moment and listen to him. “Max what is wrong?” Liz asked. She went silent when Max told her that he had to see her. Liz told him that her dad would not allow it. She felt her weakness for him when his voice went low and he told her that he needed her. “Where,” Liz asked him. As she folded her phone and placed it in her apron pocket, she mumbled that she hoped that it was warm in Vermont this time of year.

Liz stood alone in the darkness and wrapped her arms around herself to keep out the chill of the night. The night was so dark and only the distant sounds of the occasion passing car disturbed the silence of such a night. Her fear quickly left her and she smiled when she felt his arms go around her and pull her back against his chest. She turned to Max and told him that it was freezing out there at night. Quickly, Max placed a kiss on her forehead and guided her back to the car. As he helped Liz in, he heard her ask him why he wanted to see her. Max walked around to the driver’s seat and got in. He smiled at Liz and reached out to pull her closer to him. Liz allowed Max to cuddle her close to him with his arms around her holding her securely to him. He placed a kiss in her hair and told her that he was sorry. She moved back and looked up at him and asked for what. Max met her eyes and told her that he was sorry for what he was going to ask of her. In a serious tone Liz told him to ask. Slowly Max began. Liz could feel his nervousness and she cuddled closer to him. “Look at me Liz, I have to see your eyes when I ask you this.” Liz felt her mouth go dry at the solemn tone in Max’ voice. She told him that he could ask her anything. She could see the relief spread across his handsome features as she spoke. “Liz, I need to connect with you and see what you saw in your dreams.” He watched Liz closely and continued. I am not sure why or how you’re getting these dreams of my son, but I need to find out where that place is. If it’s Antar, maybe I’ll recognize it from my memories. I think maybe your dreams can help me find some of my memories of my previous life, and help me…help us find my son. Liz nodded her head yes and asked him how. Max looked at her and told her that he could touch her face like he did before or… Liz smiled up at him and asked him or what. Max didn’t give her an answer. He brought his lips to hers and they both forgot anything except each other and then the flashes overwhelmed them both.

“Daddy!” Max turned around and saw a small version of himself, almost hidden in the tall grass. As the little boy started running and skipping towards him, he looked around on this clear spring day, wondering where on earth he was. Over by a tree, shaded from the sun, he saw a small woman with thick brown hair sitting on a blanket spread out over grass like a picnic. Liz? He thought. She was facing away from him, leaning over, holding a bundle in her arms. As he started walking towards her, the young boy caught up to him, and launched himself into Max’ arms. “I missed you daddy,” he said, as he grabbed Max around the neck and squeezed him as tightly as he could. “I missed you too, son” Max said as he felt the electricity of the contact with the child. Max was stunned as he approached the blanket and saw the women turn around to face him. It was his Liz, but somehow a bit different, and if possible, more beautiful. He felt his heart beat faster and faster, as he noticed a baby in her arms, judging by the color of the blanket and pink ribbons in her dark hair it was a baby girl. It was a girl, with the most beautiful brown eyes. ‘Liz eyes’ he thought. All of a sudden, he had a squirming boy in his arms trying to get down. He quickly put him down, and the boy ran over to hug Liz and yelled, “Mommy! Daddy’s here!”

Suddenly, lightning streaked across the darkened night’s sky. Shivering from the sudden drop in temperature, Max pulled back from Liz in his arms and just stared into her eyes. “Did you see that?” he asked. Liz could only nod her head yes. Her eyes were so large with amazement. “Is that? Was that our?” Not able to form a coherent thought, he watched as Liz continued nodding. Pulling her back close to him, he just held her tightly against him and comforted her by softly rubbing her back.

Jessie stood in the doorway of the bedroom and watched Isabelle sleep peacefully on the bed. He had never seen anyone glow like that. He smiled to himself and remembered his mother’s words to him. Telling him that if he made his wife happy, he could tell by her glow when she slept. Until now he thought it was just another old story told among the elder women of his family. Watching his young wife glow like that gave him a certain amount of satisfaction that he was the one who put the glow there. Moving with the agility of a mountain Lion, Jessie silently moved to the bed and pounced on the bed beside Isabelle. His hands were on her shoulders preventing her from moving. Isabelle smiled up at him and asked him what took him so long to come to bed. Jessie leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. As he moved back to look at her, Isabelle told him that her mom called while he was in the bathroom. She added that her mom wanted them to come over for dinner tomorrow night. She is trying out a few new recipes. Jessie placed himself beside of Isabelle and pulled her back up against his chest. He kissed her neck and told her what ever she wanted would be fine with him. As he tightened his arms around Isabelle and pulled her closer to him, he asked her if Max would be there too.

Jim Valenti ran to the glass doors of the emergency room. He didn’t wait for the doors to automatically swing open. Instead, he ran to the side door and pushed it open. Running up to the desk, he looked at the clerk and said, “My son Kyle was brought in to the emergency room. There was an accident at the garage where he works.” The clerk shuffles the papers in front of her and asked the last name. Jim was frantically searching the room with his eyes. He told her the name is Valenti. When he saw the white board on the wall with room 7 and Valenti written beside it, he pushed by the clerk and headed to the room.

Jim hurriedly shoved the curtain back and stepped inside. He saw that Kyle was sitting up with his right hand soaking in a pan of colored water. Jim went to his side and asked what happened, Kyle could see that his dad was upset and worried about him so he tried to ease the tension in the air. “I zigged when I should have zagged dad,” he said. His dad asked him what happened. Kyle held up his hand from the stainless steel pan for his dad to see. His middle finger was bleeding and in need of stitches. Jim flinched at the sight and told Kyle to put his hand back in the pan. Kyle told him that he would be fine after a few stitches, but since he was under 18 the nurse insisted on calling his dad for permission to treat him. Jim placed his hand on Kyle’s shoulder and told him that he would be out of work for a while with that hand injury and maybe it was time for him to find real work and support his family.

Walking hand in hand back to the Crashdown, they were lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Max looked over to Liz. Without breaking his stride, he told her that he saw the cave from her dream and he remembers it. She looked at him and asked if it was on Antar. He smiled at her and said no, but it might as well be an alien cave; It’s one of the subway tunnels under New York City.

TBC


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posted on 16-Dec-2001 7:07:47 PM by ladybug001
Child of Mine – Preview for Part 3

Jessie sat back in his chair at the Evan’s dining room table and patted his stomach and said “ Dianne I can’t eat any more. Everything was just terrific.” Isabelle smiled at him as he talked to her mother. She reached over and put her hand on his arm and told him to go on and watch TV with her dad while she helped her mother clean up. Jessie stood up and reached for his dishes. He told Isabelle that he would help with the dishes and she could go and sit with her dad. Isabelle smiled up at him and then looked toward her dad. She told her dad that she and her mom would be in the TV room while he and Jessie did the dishes. Everyone laughed when Phillip objected and Dianne placed a kiss on his cheek. She told him that he would find everything he needed in the kitchen.

As Jessie dried a plate, he heard Phillip ask him if he and Isabelle had heard from Max lately.
...

Max was sitting on Michael’s sofa when Michael came in and slammed the door behind him. Max ran his hand through his hair and asked Michael what was wrong. Was it Maria?
...

Liz watched Maria pace back and forth at the foot of her bed. “Liz I miss him, I can’t help it. But he is holding me back,’ Maria stated without stopping for a breath.
...

Liz was lost with the sensations that Max was creating within her. She responded to his kisses, his caresses, and to his need. His lips and tongue feverishly assaulted her neck. Leaving her breathless and wanting more. Buttons popped open effortlessly from her pajama top. The air grew so thin, and she struggled to fill her lungs with air as his lips followed the curve of her collarbone.

TBC

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Author's Note: This is the first time that I have attempted to write with someone and I have to tell you, it is fun nagging dave for change for the parts. He is adding to what I have written for part 3 and we will post tomorrow.

Think you can have it ready by then dave?

Sam

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posted on 17-Dec-2001 12:00:01 PM by ladybug001
Title: Child of Mine (M/L)
Author: Ladybug and SoFlaFan
Rating: R

Disclaimer: We own nothing in regard to Roswell.

Summary: Max knows that his son is out there somewhere, but he has of yet been able to find a way to get to him.

Part 3

Jessie sat back in his chair at the Evans’ dining room table and patted his stomach and said “Diane I can’t eat any more. Everything was just terrific.” Isabelle smiled at him as he talked to her mother. She reached over and put her hand on his arm and told him to go on and watch TV with her dad while she helped her mother clean up. Jessie stood up and reached for his dishes. He told Isabelle that he would help with the dishes and she could go and sit with her dad. Isabelle smiled up at him and then looked toward her dad. She told her dad that she and her mom would be in the TV room while he and Jessie did the dishes. Everyone laughed when Phillip objected and Diane placed a kiss on his cheek. She told him that he would find everything he needed in the kitchen.

As Jessie dried a plate, he heard Phillip ask him if he and Isabelle had heard from Max lately.


Max was sitting on Michael’s sofa when Michael came in and slammed the door behind him. Max ran his hand through his hair and asked Michael what was wrong. Was it Maria?

Liz watched Maria pace back and forth at the foot of her bed. “Liz I miss him, I can’t help it. But he is holding me back,” Maria stated without stopping for a breath.

“Maria I need to talk to you a minute about the nightmares I have been having. Can you listen to me for just a minute or two?” Liz told her. Maria turned to Liz and her face became serious when she said sure Liz go ahead. Liz began to speak about the dreams and flashes she had and her voice faded when Maria again stated that she did not know what to do about Michael. She said that she loved him, but her life was music. She had to make a choice, this alien carnival ride she had been on or return to her life and her music. Liz started to speak again then remained silent as Maria continued to pace and talk. Maria paused for a second then looked at Liz and said, “Liz, Billy, he kissed me.”

“I Know Maria. You told me.” Liz said as she nodded her head.

“But Liz Billy, he stirred something inside me. It was something I haven’t felt in a long time. It woke me up. Michael is wonderful and Liz, I do love him….”

“I love her Max, but she drives me crazy. I can’t give her what this music guy can. But I want to give her the world.” Max watched Michael pace back and forth in front of him. “Max, I have never felt this way before about anyone. I love you and Isabelle. You guys are my family. The way I love Maria is like that, but so different. When I am with her, I sometimes would love to just shut her up. But when I am not with her, I can’t wait to hear her speak.”

He makes me so mad Liz, I just want to scream sometimes, but he can be so sweet and romantic when he tries. Liz are you listening to me?

Michael stopped pacing and looked at Max,” Max are you listening to me?”

“Liz, Billy called me last night. He wants me to come to New York to see him.” Liz looked surprised at Maria then told her that she couldn’t be thinking about leaving Roswell and Michael.

“What if she decides to go to him? How can I survive without her? Max! What should I do?”


Isabelle answered the phone when it rang in the TV room of her parent’s home, “May I ask who is calling?” She took out a pen and wrote the name and number on the pad beside the phone. “Oh I understand. It is important that my dad calls you as soon as possible. Sir, may I tell my dad what this is about. Oh a private case, and he will know when I tell him your name. Yes, I will give him this name and address. Of course I will tell him. Bye.” Isabelle slowly placed the phone back down on the hook. She turned to her mom and told her it was a private investigator that her dad uses in some of his cases and she left his number for him by the phone. Diane looked toward the kitchen and told Isabelle that what ever it was about, she was sure that it could wait till morning.

Isabelle stood in the bathroom with the door closed and spoke softly into her cell phone, “Max I have the name of the guy dad has investigating you. He gave dad an address for someone who lives in New York. The address belongs to the name of Harding.”


Max stood on Liz’s balcony and then crouched down to look in her window. Liz was sleeping. The room was dark, but just enough light shined in from the balcony to highlight her face. Her dark hair was fanned out over the pillow framing her face. Max took in a breath at how beautiful she was. He softly tapped the window to get her attention. She never stirred. Afraid he would wake her dad if he tapped any louder, Max waved his hand over the window lock and raised the window up enough to slip inside. He slowly made his way over to her bed and stood above Liz taking in how beautiful she was as she slept. He took in a breath and could smell her shampoo. She smelled of flowers. She took his breath away. Softly, he sat down beside her on the bed and moved a strand of hair away from her face. Liz stirred slightly then slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at him. Max had not spoken. “If I’m dreaming, I don’t want to wake up right now,” Liz whispered. He gave her a half smile and cupped his hand on her cheek. His fingers laced in her hair.

“Liz,” he whispered. That was all he was able to say. He was drawn to her lips. Slowly, he leaned down over her. His hand was still on her face, and he placed his lips to hers. He felt the tingle surge through him from the contact. Liz’s arms surrounded his neck, and she pulled him closer to her. He felt his body come to life with the need that was swelling through out him.

Liz was lost with the sensations that Max was creating within her. She responded to his kisses, his caresses, and to his need. His lips and tongue feverishly assaulted her neck. Leaving her breathless and wanting more. Buttons popped open effortlessly from her pajama top. The air grew so thin, and she struggled to fill her lungs with air as his lips followed the curve of her collarbone.

He felt the fabric of her top give way to his touch, and then he felt this power surge trough him that he had never felt before. He could see a slight green glow filter out into the room. His hand moved tenderly to explore the soft mounds of flesh revealed to him by the open pajama top. He lost his breath again when Liz arched into his hand, and he felt the warmth of her breast for the first time.

As his lips softly caressed her ear, breathlessly he whispered,” Liz.”

Liz placed her arms around Max and held him tightly against her and said,” No Max. Don’t think. Just be with me.”

Max was beyond thinking. His instinct had taken over. He was bombarded with sensations. Even his toes tingled. His alien side glowed and his human side couldn’t get close enough to Liz. He had not had such feeling when he and Tess were together. For a second, he blanked. He couldn’t remember feeling anything when he was with Tess! But this! Feeling all their love flow back and forth between them! This was how it should be. Forgetting all thoughts of Tess, Max found Liz’s lips. As he did, he felt Liz part her lips and he tested the sweetness there with his tongue. When Liz touched her tongue to his, it drove his body wild with her taste. He couldn’t get close enough to her. Her words echoed in his head, “No Max. Don’t think. Just be with me.”

posted on 21-Dec-2001 4:56:48 PM by ladybug001
Title: Child of Mine (M/L)
Author: Ladybug and SoFlaFan
Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing in regard to Roswell.

Summary: Max knows that his son is out there somewhere, but he has of yet been able to find a way to get to him.


Child of Mine

From part 3

Max stood on Liz’s balcony and then crouched down to look in her window. Liz was sleeping. The room was dark, but just enough light shined in from the balcony to highlight her face. Her dark hair was fanned out over the pillow framing her face. Max took in a breath at how beautiful she was. He softly tapped the window to get her attention. She never stirred. Afraid he would wake her dad if he tapped any louder, Max waved his hand over the window lock and raised the window up enough to slip inside. He slowly made his way over to her bed and stood above Liz taking in how beautiful she was as she slept. He took in a breath and could smell her shampoo. She smelled of flowers. She took his breath away. Softly, he sat down beside her on the bed and moved a strand of hair away from her face. Liz stirred slightly then slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at him. Max had not spoken. “If I’m dreaming, I don’t want to wake up right now,” Liz whispered. He gave her a half smile and cupped his hand on her cheek. His fingers laced in her hair.

“Liz,” he whispered. That was all he was able to say. He was drawn to her lips. Slowly, he leaned down over her. His hand was still on her face, and he placed his lips to hers. He felt the tingle surge through him from the contact. Liz’s arms surrounded his neck, and she pulled him closer to her. He felt his body come to life with the need that was swelling through out him.

Liz was lost with the sensations that Max was creating within her. She responded to his kisses, his caresses, and to his need. His lips and tongue feverishly assaulted her neck. Leaving her breathless and wanting more. Buttons popped open effortlessly from her pajama top. The air grew so thin, and she struggled to fill her lungs with air as his lips followed the curve of her collarbone.

He felt the fabric of her top give way to his touch, and then he felt this power surge trough him that he had never felt before. He could see a slight green glow filter out into the room. His hand moved tenderly to explore the soft mounds of flesh revealed to him by the open pajama top. He lost his breath again when Liz arched into his hand, and he felt the warmth of her breast for the first time.

As his lips softly caressed her ear, breathlessly he whispered,” Liz.”

Liz placed her arms around Max and held him tightly against her and said,” No Max. Don’t think. Just be with me.”

Max was beyond thinking. His instinct had taken over. He was bombarded with sensations. Even his toes tingled. His alien side glowed and his human side couldn’t get close enough to Liz. He had not had such feeling when he and Tess were together. For a second, he blanked. He couldn’t remember feeling anything when he was with Tess! But this! Feeling all their love flow back and forth between them! This was how it should be. Forgetting all thoughts of Tess, Max found Liz’s lips. As he did, he felt Liz part her lips and he tested the sweetness there with his tongue. When Liz touched her tongue to his, it drove his body wild with her taste. He couldn’t get close enough to her. Her words echoed in his head, “No Max. Don’t think. Just be with me.”

Child Of Mine

Their sweat soaked bodies slid together creating a friction between them that threatened to over take them both. There was no stopping now. The decision was made many moments early when her words echoed in his mind. Over and over he heard her words “Just be with me.” Their clothing had been shed quickly in an effort to increase the contact and the feelings that flowed back and forth between them. The room was illuminated with a soft green glow coming from Max. His breathing and heart had increased to a rate that a normal man could not tolerate. His hands roamed her welcoming flesh while they tenderly searched and caressed her smooth skin. With each touch and taste he could hear Liz’s soft moans and her voice created a need within him that he had never known. His lips made their way back to her neck and then to her ear. His voice sexy and low sent chills along her small frame. “Liz, I love you,” he whispered. Then his tongue dipped quickly into her ear and her sudden reaction and writhing beneath him brought her lower body crashing upward into contact with his. Causing him to quickly place his hands on either side of her hips and hold her there. Breathless and barely able to speak, he met her eyes and whispered, “Liz are you sure?”

The sun slowly topped the horizon and its beams of golden light hit the windowpane in Liz’s room and flowed outward across her bed and touched them there. Max held Liz sleeping in his arms. Her head tucked just beneath his chin and her cheek resting on his bare chest. In his sleep, he tightened his arms around her and took in a deep breath of her scent. He was in that magical place between sleep and awake. It was a place where the worries of the real world seemed so far away. As his eyes slowly opened, he moved back only enough to see the top of her head. He then placed a kiss in her hair and took a look around the room. He knew he should get up and out of there quickly before her dad found him, but this feeling of Liz in his arms so warm and inviting held him captive there. He always wanted to wake this way, and he always wanted to have Liz in his arms.

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Author’s note: Dave and I wish to thank each of you that left us feedback on this story. That little extra effort does matter to those that write. However, We have decided that the lack of interest in this story is a good indication that our partnership in writing was a bust, and we shall end the story here.

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I would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a safe New Year.

Thanks again,

Samantha




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