|posted on 4-Feb-2002 7:35:23 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Title: I Never Saw You Coming|
Rating: PG13-R, I’m not really sure which way it will go
Category: M/L all the way, baby!
Summary: AU...no aliens as of yet, Max and Liz are best friends and neighbors. Liz comes back from summer vacation in Florida and she has met a guy. He comes to visit her and things take a frightening turn.....
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I swear...I’ve got $80 in my bank account, I'm a high school student...please don’t sue.
Author’s Note: This is only my second fic, so bear with me...I’d appreciate feedback, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Liz Parker stepped out into the bright fluorescent lighting of the Albuquerque airport and began searching for the dark head of her best friend. Once spotted, she dropped her bag in the middle of the gate and ran to give Max Evans a very large hug.
“Max!” Liz screamed into his ear, hugging him tightly.
“Lizzie!” Max screamed back with equal excitement, lifting her off of her feet. “I missed you so much!” He added.
“Me too! I wish that I could have called you more, but we both know that that would have cost a fortune in phone bills!” Liz added, pulling away but remaining in his arms. “So what happened around here for the past three months? I need all the info!” Liz said excitedly.
“Not a whole bunch, but we’ve got about an hour and a half’s car ride to talk about the lack of detail, so where are your bags?” Max said, looking toward baggage claim.
“Over here, lets get going, there’s tons, I think we may need one of those carty-things...plus, if you return them, you get fifty cents back!” Liz said, sounding like a small child.
“Oh, and that's so great seeing as it costs a dollar to rent one in the first place!” Max said, mocking her.
“Shut up! I’m cheap, okay?” Liz said, playfully pushing away and then pulling him back by the sleeve of his jacket.
By that time, they had reached the baggage claim turntable and had three of Liz’s four suitcases off of the conveyor belt. Once all bags were accounted for, Liz began to look for a luggage cart when Max slung all four duffel bags over his shoulders with ease.
“Max! Put those down! You’re going to give yourself a hernia!” Liz said worriedly, trying to pry the bags loose of his grip.
“Don’t worry Mom, I had a lot of time on my hands this summer seeing as my best friend wasn’t around, so I decided to work out so I’d look good for her when she came back!” Max said, never skipping a step, even with Liz’s added weight to the bags.
“Well she’s very impressed, but can I at least carry one?” Liz asked, still tugging at the bags.
“Yeah, you’ve already got one, see that thing on your back? Its called a backpack, you put things in it, it becomes heavy, and becomes classified as luggage!” Max said, walking into the parking garage.
“That doesn’t count! Gimmie my bags!” Liz pouted.
“Once a brat...always a brat...” Max sighed with exaggeration. “Too late anyway...but I’ll let you unlock the car if you quit pouting!” Max teased. Since they were already to his jeep, he flung all of the bags into the back and swung the keys in the air.
“Guess not then.” Max said, walking to the passenger side door and opening it for Liz.
“Why do you always do that?” Liz asked, indicating the chauvinistic act.
“I dunno, force of habit, I always open the door for the lovely ladies.” Max said with a grin while closing the door.
“Yeah right, Max, you don’t even open the door for your mother.” Liz retorted.
“Well I guess you’re just special then.” Max said cockily while starting up the car and pulling out of the garage and onto the highway.
“So what did you do all summer?” He asked.
“Oh you know, hung out at the beach a lot, caught some rays....” Liz said, feeling slightly uncomfortable all of a sudden.
“And.....” Max said with continuation in his voice.
“And that’s it! Just beach and my Aunt, oh, and some shopping, but I don’t think you would care very much about that. OOO!! I went parasailing! It was so great, you just whoosh--” Max cut off Liz’s babbling.
“Liz, you’re a terrible liar, you’re leaving something out.” Max said sternly.
Liz winced. “I met a guy.” She said in a meek voice. The car swerved.
“You did?” Max said, swallowing the rising lump in his throat. “I’m so proud of you!” He exclaimed, secretly squeezing the steering wheel tightly.
“You are? Then how come the car almost flipped just now?” Liz said teasingly.
“I just didn’t expect news like that, I mean so soon after you and Kyle broke up and all...but I am glad you’re moving on.” ‘Just not to me.’ Max added sadly in his head.
“Wow, you have no idea how great it is to hear you say that, Max. I didn’t know how you would take the news....It was eating me up on the plane, and I had no idea how to tell you or how you would react, but I’m glad you’re happy for me, because I can’t be happy with myself if you aren’t.” Liz said in one breath.
“Well I am happy, so you can live it up.” Max said half truthfully. He shook himself out of his own personal mental pity party and put his best friend act back on. “So tell me about him! What’s he like?” Max said, pulling a “girlfriend” conversation.
“He’s so sweet and nice, he’s two years older than us, so he’ll be starting his sophomore year in college soon, although he was saying he was thinking of dropping out since he wasn’t the best student to begin with...but anyway---” Liz began to gush about her new guy.
“TWO YEARS?!” Max exclaimed. “Liz, thats like statuatory rape! I hope you guys didn’t....” Max said, implying sex.
“What?! Oh my gosh no, Max! I’ve only known this guy a few months! I’m a little disappointed you think me that easy!” Liz said, pretending to be offended.
“Liz, I’m just looking out for you, we both know you’re not eighteen until December.” Max said, obviously in protective mode.
“Oh, is Maxie-boy in protective mode? Rest easy, Maximillian, you know you’re still my favorite boy-toy.” Liz said.
And it was true. Liz and Max had grown up together. They had been neighbors all of their lives, and their mothers claimed that they had crawled across the lawn to each other. They shared everything, seeing as Max was only three months older than Liz, they were perfect for each other. They were each the other’s first boy/girlfriend and first kiss, although they both claim neither events counted, seeing as they were five and the “relationship” lasted one day, up until the point where Max decapitated Liz’s cabbage patch doll. Since Max’s apology five minutes after, they had been best friends since, always sharing secrets and lending an ear to the other. One always helping the other delve into the mind of the opposite sex.
An interesting turn in their relationship came when Liz left to spend the summer in Florida. As soon as her plane had gone out of sight, Max felt strangely torn apart, as if he was missing something. it took him a long while to realize that this feeling was lonliness and longing. He realized that he was in love with his best friend, Elizabeth Parker, and he had never seen it coming.
“Home, sweet home.” Max said as he pulled into Liz’s driveway in front of the Crashdown. He was secretly overjoyed that the ride was over. Five more minutes of her gushing over “him” and Max would have driven into the path of a twenty-ton semi.
“Are you okay, Max? You look kind of distant.” Liz said with concern in her voice.
“Oh, yea, I’m more than fine, now that you’re back, life can go back to normal. I really missed you a lot.” Max said in a whimpering voice.
“Geez, stop it Max, or you’re going to make me feel guilty for having one of the best summers of my life!” Liz said with exasperation.
The knife in Max’s already torn heart twisted even more hearing those words come out of Liz’s mouth. ‘The best summer of her life?’ Max thought. That means that she had no problem being away from him for three months. Instead, she had become so swallowed up in “him” that she had forgotten Max and all of their good times together. Instead “he” was able to make her smile and laugh, and “he” was the one making her feel like she was on cloud nine right now. Max was so full of envy and hate for this man he had never met that he knew he had to get out of there before he exploded. Max jumped out of the driver’s seat, lugged all four of Liz’s duffels out of the trunk with a grunt, dropped them at the door, then sped out of the driveway before Liz could see how angry and hurt he was.
~~~~Hours later, at Liz’s welcome home party at the Crashdown~~~~~
Max had let his drive after dropping Liz off cool him down and he was now able to be in public without turning five shades of red at hearing Liz talk about her new boyfriend. He was now sitting across from Liz and Maria in the usual booth. The two girls were catching up with each other.
“It was so amazing Maria, he was just so great to me and he made me feel like the only girl on Earth, he paid so much attention to me and just made me feel like a queen. He made me laugh so many times, I don’t ever recall having such a good time with anyone other than Max.” Liz said, once again retelling her summer tales, completely oblivious to Max’s presence.
Maria cast a knowing glance at Max, who looked like he was ready to go stick his head in the punch bowl and drown himself at the moment. Once Liz had flown off at the beginning of the summer, Maria was the first person Max told about his newly developed feelings toward Liz. They had bonded, both sharing stories about Liz and making scenarios up about when Max would “profess his love” to Liz once she got back. Maria’s favorite was a midnight serenade, but Max thought that was way too cheesy. Sensing that Max would rather have his eyes clawed out then listen to Liz’s summer, Maria decided to help him out.
“Enough about Mr. Wonderful, Liz, what else did you do all summer?” Maria asked.
“Oh, was I gushing again?” Liz asked, turning pink. Usually Max thought it was the cutest thing, but she would usually only blush like that when Max gave her a compliment, not when she would talk about a guy. That was Max’s special blush! His eyes narrowed.
“Yes you were, chica.....so how was Florida? DIsh, girl!” Maria exclaimed, truly interested.
“Well, I went walking on the beach a lot, and then we would sit down and stargaze after sunset until dawn, and right after the sun came up, he would lean over and--” Liz’s storytelling was cut off by Max’s quick exit from the booth. This was more than Max could bear. He didn’t want a visual.
Max ran to the back employee lounge and flopped on the couch. He ran his hands through his hair and rested his head on his knees. Michael had seen Max’s runaway from the kitchen and came to scope out the damage.
“What’s up man?” Michael asked.
“Liz, she keeps talking about this guy like he’s Jason Behr or something, I feel like I’m being replaced.” Max admitted.
“Hey, its only natural. I think you should go out there and tell Liz everything, before she starts to really like this new guy.” Michael offered.
“You think? What if she likes him better?” Max asked worriedly.
“What's seventeen years compared to three measly months? Besides, he’s in Florida, and you’re here. Go for it man, he’s history, I don’t think we’ll ever see him again.” Michael said, slapping Max on the back.
“What’s the deal with Max? He’s been acting weird ever since I told him about....you know.” Liz said, looking toward the back.
“I think he just feels like he’s being replaced, chica, you should tell him you still totally are his best bud, before you lose him.” Maria offered.
“Are you saying I should choose?” Liz asked questioningly.
“If it comes down to that, you might. The question is, what do you feel for these two guys?” Maria asked, praying that Liz would make the right choice.
“I don’t know, Maria, I’ve only known this guy three months, so I don’t know much about him--” Liz began.
“Exactly.” Maria stated.
“But with Max, I don’t know...” Liz started again.
It was at that moment Max began into the main dining room and was within earshot of Liz and Maria’s conversation.
“---I don’t know, when I’m with him, its like the lights dim everywhere else, he’s so great, and he makes me feel like I’m the only girl he’s ever seen and that he doesn’t care about anyone else. He’s better than any guy I’ve ever met, and he’s become my best friend, I love him.” Liz ended with a sigh.
Max, hearing all of this, and assuming Liz was still on her gush-fest, stormed out of the Crashdown, knowing that he no longer had a place in Liz’s life. She loved this new guy. He had just heard it.
Max arrived home and went straight to his basement to workout his emotion. He decided on the punching bag, since it most resembled a person, so he could beat the snot out of it and hopefully be too tired to think about the day’s events.
Max wrapped his knuckles with tape and stretched out his arms a little before starting to it. He began punching like any other day, until bits and pieces came flooding back to him.
“I met a guy.”
“He makes me feel so special, he’d lean over and kiss me, he makes me happy.”
Max continued beating on the bag, imagining it was Liz’s new man. He kept replaying the day’s events in his head, getting extremely sweaty. He soon began grunting in time with his punches.
“He’s better than any guy I’ve ever met.”
Max beat harder and harder on the bag.
“He’s become my best friend.”
The tape gave way and Max’s knuckles began to bleed.
“I love him.”
Max gave one final strike to the bag, collapsing against it and letting his tears fall.
~~~Back at the Crashdown~~~~~
“I wonder why Max left without saying goodbye.” Liz thought out loud, looking toward the entrance.
Maria had seen Max’s quick exit and had almost sworn she had seen hurt etched all over his face. Not wanting to mess things up, she shook it off and assumed Max would straighten things out with Liz by tomorrow.
“Who knows? He looked kinda tired so he probably went home. Maybe you should visit him later tonight and talk to him.” Maria said.
“Good idea, I was planning on it after the party. I think he’s a little upset about this whole guy-in-Florida thing anyway, so I’m going to go check and make sure he’s okay.
“Great plan, chica. By the way, we never did catch wonder boy’s name.” Maria said, suddenly realizing that Liz’s hunk still had no name.
“Sean.” Liz said dreamily.
“Did someone say my name?” A voice asked from the entrance.
And there, at the door of the Crashdown, bag in hand, in all of his glory, stood Sean, Liz’s boyfriend from Florida.
“Sean?” Liz asked in disbelief.
“Wait, Sean? THE Sean? Sean Liz’s-boyfriend-in-Florida Sean? What the hell is he doing here?” Maria exclaimed, knowing things between Max and Liz were not going to be resolved any time soon.
“Maria!” Liz scolded. “He’s not deaf, you know!” Liz said with embarrassment.
“Hey, its okay, Lizzie-bear, I know its kinda weird to see me here, its just that I missed you so much I had to see you again....I caught a plane to Albuquerque just after you did and drove here.” Sean explained.
‘Lizzie-bear?!’ Maria thought, silently gagging. ‘Liz hates cheesy pet names, or any in general, she only lets Max call her pet names...who the hell does this guy think he is?’ Maria was silently fuming.
“Sean, why are you here? What about school?” Liz asked, still in a state of bewilderment.
“I dropped out of school, you and I both know I wasn’t doing well, and who needs college these days anyway?” Sean shrugged it off, obviously not worried.
“Oh a dropout! What a turnon!” Maria mumbled, receiving a sharp elbow to the ribs from Liz.
“uhm, Sean, why don’t you come sit down?” Liz asked, patting what was once Max’s seat.
Maria coughed a little too loudly, hinting to Liz that she no longer was thinking about Max.
“You okay.....Maria, was it?” Sean asked.
“Yea, I’m good, but you know, I think I’m gonna go refill my soda, I feel strangely choked up or something here....must be the air, you know, these days its a little DIRTY, I really DON’T LIKE IT.” Maria said rudely, getting up from the booth and heading toward Michael, Alex, and Isabel, who were sitting in the back around the soda fountain.
“Who’s that guy?” Alex asked, nodding toward Sean, who appeared to be getting VERY comfy with Liz.
“Ick, PDA....normally it wouldn’t bother me, but there’s something that looks wrong in that picture.” Isabel said, looking a little green.
“Its Liz’s new boy.” Maria said flatly. “You know, normally I would be all excited and stuff and pleased to meet him, but he’s just....off.” Maria said, at a lack for words.
“I know what you mean, he just doesn’t look right, and this is the dirt bag Liz chose over Max? Is she on drugs or something?” Michael asked, wiping down the counter.
“That’s it! She said earlier she met him at a party! He put rufees in her drink and now she’s in love with him or something!!” Maria said, heading over to the table to confront the measly dog. Michael grabbed her by the arms and restrained her.
“Whoa there, killer! I don’t think that’s a very good conclusion, Ria...maybe she sees something in him that we don’t.” Michael said, thinking rationally.
“Like what? His intelligence? No...that can’t be right. His commitment, oh wait, he’s a dropout. He’s not even that cute! I think Max is way hotter!” Maria thought out loud, receiving a very large and offended HEY! from Michael and Isabel.
“That’s my brother you’re talking about!” Isabel said, really not wanting to lose her lunch at the moment.
“And I’m your boyfriend! Since when did you check out Max?” Michael said with anger.
“Okay, get over it, both of you...but you all know its true! Sean looks like a delinquent or something...I can just see it now....he’s in a bright orange jumpsuit and oh, look! The guards are beating him up!” Maria said.
“I agree, Maria...that last thing we want is for Liz to end up with the wrong guy and get hurt...I say we watch over him.” Alex said, assuming a protective role.
All four nodded their heads and began to go about acting naturally when Isabel stopped them.
“Wait! What are we supposed to tell Max?”
~~~~~~Back at the table~~~~~
“So how is my little Lizzie?” Sean asked in a condescending tone, putting his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him.
“Oh, you know, not a whole lot has changed in the past nine hours.” Liz said, feeling a little smothered. “I still can’t believe you flew all the way over here, what were you thinking?” Liz asked, slightly suspicious.
“I just missed you so much, Liz, I really needed to see you.” Sean said, giving her puppy dog eyes and then kissing her, much to Liz’s resistance. She wasn’t much for the public stuff.
Liz caught Isabel’s glare at Sean’s obvious PDA and Liz tried to squirm a little out of his grasp, feeling uncomfortable.
“Sean, you really should have been more rational with this decision...I mean, where are you going to stay?” Liz reasoned.
“Liz, that really hurts, are you not happy to have me here?” Sean asked.
“No...yes...no, wait...I don’t know!” Liz said, running her hands through her hair.
“Besides, I thought you would be so happy to see me that I’d crash here on your couch.” Sean said casually.
“Are you insane? I do have parents, you know! Gee....’Hi, mom and dad, this is the boyfriend I never told you I had, can he stay here?’ They don’t even let Max stay over, let alone you!” Liz said, then covered her mouth quickly, remembering she had never mentioned Max to Sean before.
“Who’s Max?” Sean asked, starting to sound angry.
“Nobody, he’s just a friend.” Liz said, sounding guilty.
“A friend, huh? Something on the side, maybe?” Sean asked, gripping her upper arms.
“Sean, you’re hurting me....” Liz began to whimper.
It was at that moment that Max decided to come back in after a long shower and a well-rehearsed speech when he saw that Liz was being attacked by some stranger.
“Sean, let go!” Liz yelled.
Michael, Maria, Isabel, and Alex, began to rush over to Liz’s aid, but Max was faster than any of them, approaching the booth with fists clenched and flinging Sean across the room in a rage.
“Get the hell off her!” Max yelled, then turned to see if Liz was okay, cupping her cheek and looking her in the eye, asking if she was hurt.
“I’m fine, Max.” Liz said, shaking a little.
By that time, Sean had gotten up from the pile of chairs he had crashed into and ran full speed at Max, knocking him onto the floor and choking him. Max was about to throw a punch when Liz stopped him.
“Max, don’t! Sean, get off of him!” Liz said, prying the two apart and putting two hands on Max’s chest to restrain him.
“What the hell is your problem, man? You just go around attacking random people?” Sean asked, wiping his nose clean of blood.
“I wouldn’t call someone attacking Liz a person, I’d call him a monster.” Max spat back with a glare.
“Yeah, and I’m also her boyfriend, I was just talking to her.” Sean retorted.
“What? About what color her bruises will be in the morning?” Max accused, grabbing Sean by the back of his shirt and throwing him out of the Crashdown. Sean hit the sidewalk and was soon hit in the head with his bag. “If I ever see you near Liz again, I’ll make sure that even the freak shows will think you’re too ugly.” Max said with venom in his voice.
“Are you okay?” Max asked again, holding Liz and running his hands through her hair.
“Yeah Max, I’m okay. You didn’t have to do that. He got jealous, and he gets that way when he’s jealous.” Liz explained.
“Who was that?” Max asked, still hugging Liz to him.
“That was Sean, the guy from Florida.” Liz said weakly.
“THAT was Sean? Liz, what are you doing with this guy? He’s the one you picked instead of--” Max cut himself off, looking at the others in that we-need-to-be-alone kind of way.
“Liz, we’re gonna go, see ya at home, Max.” Isabel said, helping bring the others out the door.
“I’ll make sure he’s gone, buddy.” Michael said, receiving a nod from Max.
“Glad you’re back, chica.” Maria said.
“Thanks, Ria. I’ll call you.......instead of what, Max?” Liz asked.
“Nothing. Can we go up to your room and talk?” Max asked.
“Yea, sure, lemme just close up the store and we can go.” Liz agreed.
“So that was him, huh?” Max asked, sitting in Liz’s desk chair and fidgeting with a pencil.
“Yep, Sean Gommersall, from Florida.” Liz stated.
“What is he doing here?” Max asked, a little too harshly.
“He said he missed me....he dropped out of college and caught a plane here. He didn’t have a plan or anything, he was just planning to crash in my living room.” Liz replied, rubbing her arms where Sean had grabbed her.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Max asked.
“Yea, I’m fine...its just I’m a little creeped out, ya know? He’s never done anything like this before....I just mentioned your name and he snapped. He just gets jealous sometimes.” Liz said, more to herself than anyone else.
“He sounds kind of insecure to me if he just gets jealous of a guy friend.....Liz, I..uh...uhm, if I....I mean, er....do you love him?” Max asked in a tiny voice.
“What? How? What? Max, I’ve known him three months, I can’t love someone I don’t know....what would make you think that?” Liz asked in bewilderment (is that a word?)
“Its just, I heard you and Maria talking, and you said you loved him....so I assumed, you know...” Max trailed off.
“When? Wait...oh!” Liz said, remembering the conversation. “You didn’t hear the first part obviously, I was talking about you!” Liz said.
“You were?!” Max asked, getting hopeful.
“Of course! You’re my best friend, Max! Of course I love you!” Liz said.
“Oh.” ‘Not exactly the kind I was hoping for.’ Max thought to himself.
“What’s wrong?” Liz asked, seeing Max was less than happy to hear her last statement.
“Nothing, nothing at all, I’m just a little beat, and all of the gang’s over at my house and I know they’ll keep me awake, so I guess I’m just a little frustrated is all.” Max explained.
“Well then why don’t you sleep over? My parents won’t care, they know its just you, Max.” Liz offered.
“Great! Thanks! Toss me a pillow, I’ll sleep on the floor.” Max said with gratitude.
Liz sighed. ‘Always the gentleman.’ She thought. “Max? Will you sleep in the bed with me? I’m still a little freaked about the Sean thing. Will you just keep me company?” Liz asked shyly.
Max thought he was dreaming. He was more than happy to oblige. He kicked off his shoes and pants but kept his shirt and boxers on, not wanting to be too forward with Liz. He let her change in the bathroom and she crawled into bed with him, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Night, Max.” Liz said sleepily, his heartbeat causing her to fall asleep quickly.
“Night, Liz.” He said, kissing her on the head and resting his chin on top of her hair. “I love you.” He whispered.
Outside of Liz’s window, a shadow lurked, watching the two exchange goodnights and snuggle into bed. The shadow clenched his fists, clawing so hard that blood soon flowed from the cracks of the owners hands. Inside his head, a plan was already forming. A plan of revenge on Max Evans. A twisted smile graced Sean’s face.
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|posted on 5-Feb-2002 10:31:06 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|A special thanks to Vicki and shorty for curing me of my board idiocy, this is much more convenient, and to answer a question, Sean is Sean DeLuca, but I didn't want him to be Maria's cousin, so its the same guy, different last name....sorry part 5 is a little lame, but I kinda need it to build up to part 6, which will be action packed! (In both senses)|
Liz woke up with a smile and stretched luxuriously, reaching over to where Max was resting, only to find empty space and a piece of paper.
Didn’t want to wake you, you looked way to peaceful. I had to go next door to shower and get ready for school. Picking you up at 7:45.
Liz smiled to herself and hugged the note. Max was such a great guy and she was glad he was always so good to her. Thinking about last night with a shudder, Liz felt that she desperately needed a shower to rinse her free of all of the bad memories of the previous night. After hopping out of the shower and drying her hair, Liz slipped into jeans and a tank top. After all, it was a fairly warm day out. She was on her way down the stairs when she heard a knock at the doors of the cafe only to see Max standing there patiently. Liz gave him the “gimmie-just-a-minute” gesture, grabbed a breakfast bar, and left the cafe, locking the door behind her.
The car ride to school was filled with the usual small talk until the topic of Liz’s arms arose.
“Are your arms okay? I mean, are they sore? They looked kinda bruised this morning.” Max said with concern.
“Max Evans, were you checking me out? And I trusted you in my bed!” Liz exclaimed flirtingly.
“Hey, I’m just being the caring guy that I am, asking if you’re okay.” Max said in his defense. “And might I add an emphasis on the “guy” part of that sentence.” Max said, subtly admitting that yes, he did check her out.
“Well I’m flattered, and yes, my arms are fine. Thank you for asking.” Liz said, finishing the subject off.
By that time, Max had pulled the jeep into the school parking lot and turned off the car. He was about to get out when Liz stopped him by putting her hand on his bicep, making a mental notice of how buff he had really gotten over the summer.
“Max?” Liz began.
“Yeah.” Max said casually.
“I never got to thank you for last night. I don’t know what Sean would have done if you hadn’t shown up when you did. I’m really glad you care about me so much.” Liz said, tearing up a little.
“It was nothing Liz. I just snapped when I saw him hurting you....I couldn’t have imagined what you could have done to make anyone want to hurt you. I’m just really glad you’re okay.” Max said seriously, reaching over and pulling Liz into a hug.
They both got out of the jeep and met at the front bumper. Liz put her hand into Max’s, something about it felt right to her. They looked each other in the eye and walked across the parking lot into the school. Max didn’t release Liz’s hand until she got to her locker safely. Somehow Max knew that the battle wasn’t over yet, and that he still needed to keep a close eye on Liz.
~~~~~Later, at the lunch table~~~~~
The gang was sitting around the table discussing the previous night’s events, or mostly, the part where Max threw Sean across the room. Michael and Maria were sitting together, as were Max and Liz and Alex and Isabel, although Max and Liz seemed to be sitting more closely together than usual.
“So what do we do now? I mean, Sean is still in town for all we know.” Alex reasoned.
The table fell silent. Nobody wanted to admit it, but Alex was right, and for all anyone knew judging from last night, Sean was completely unbalanced.
“I say we go on with our lives, we just watch our step, we don’t have to close out the world and plant security cameras or anything, we just have to watch our backs.” Max stated, assuming the role as leader, putting his arm around Liz’s shoulder and pulling her closer to him. Liz rested her head on his shoulder, playing with the collar of his shirt.
The bell rang to end the lunch period, and all of the students headed off to their next class. The rest of the afternoon went on like any other school day would, SLOWLY. By the end of the day, there were rumors flying about the hallways, starting with Max got in a fight and ranging to there was WWF Smackdown in the Crashdown at Liz’s party. There was one about a gang fight and another about a three-way, which Max and Liz really did not want to hear.
After Max pulled into the alley behind the Crashdown, Liz gave Max a kiss on the cheek and got out of the car. She stopped Max from pulling out of the driveway and leaned on the car door. She appeared to be apprehensive about something, but took a deep breath and spat out her question.
“So where does this leave us, Max?” Liz asked quickly.
“What do you mean?” Max asked.
“I mean, you and me....are we still friends, or are we like, friends plus?” Liz asked, suddenly finding her hands very intriguing.
“Liz?” Max asked, tilting her chin up with his finger.
“Yeah?” She asked apprehensively.
“What do you want to be?” Max asked.
“I don’t know, I’m just so confused right now with the whole Sean thing and everything, and suddenly all of these weird things are going on in my head, and its just really confusing being around you.” Liz blurted out.
“Well then I think we should just let things play out, and wait till you aren’t as overwhelmed.” Max said, thinking of what was best for Liz, although mentally beating himself up.
“Oh.” Liz said, looking down. “I understand what you’re getting to.” Liz said.
“No! Don’t think that!” Max said, realizing what she thought he was saying.
“No Max, its okay, if you don’t feel that way you can just say--” Liz was cut off by Max, who had run around the jeep and had firmly planted his lips on hers.
Thanks for reading! I might not be able to post tomorrow b/c I've got an english essay due, so sorry about that, and thank you to all u guys who replied! it really gets me motivated! Keep up the good feedback!
|posted on 6-Feb-2002 6:53:14 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|as rapunzel told me, she also has an essay due, but fanfic is more important, and you know what? they're right! so , since my english essay is soaring along, I think I may be able to squeeze part 6 into my schedule, so itll b up before 10 tonight!|
|posted on 7-Feb-2002 4:44:15 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|I am really sorry about the lack of part 6, but my computer crashed last nite and wasn't fixed until earlier today, so I lost part 6 to the terrible computer killer...but I swear I'll have part 6 out this time!|
Thanx for your patience,
|posted on 7-Feb-2002 5:25:33 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Thanks to Phoenix the “fic junkie” :0) for spending her daily dose on me! I truly am flattered, I guess that would motivate me for another part...by the way, thanx for the patience from everyone, english went great!|
Liz was in shock. Max was kissing her! She didn’t respond at first, still in a state of bewilderment at the current situation.
Max was worried. Liz was standing stiff as a board and here he was kissing her. Had he gone too far? Did she have feelings for Sean? Max was about to pull away when Liz was finally pulled out of her trance and pulled Max closer to her by the back of the neck.
She couldn’t describe his kiss. The chemistry was amazing and she had never experienced something so euphoric. Just as she had felt him begin to pull away, she wanted more, and this time she wanted the kiss to be two-sided. She looped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to him, opening her mouth to let Max proceed with the kiss.
Max couldn’t believe it. Liz was kissing him back, and she wanted more! He had never felt her be so aggressive before, and he was taking advantage of every minute of it. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Both were being crushed for air, but neither cared. Eventually they pulled away to take a breather.
Once they had both caught their breath, they stood in the alley looking each other in the eyes, both speechless.
“Do you want to come up?” Liz asked.
“Yeah.” Max answered quickly.
Liz and Max went into the Crashdown and walked up the stairs to Liz’s bedroom. Max took his usual seat at her desk and Liz sat on the bed on her stomach.
“So...” Liz said, staring at the bedspread and fiddling with a pillow.
“So...” Max sighed, wiping his now very sweaty palms on his jeans.
“I..” They both said
“You go first.” They both said simultaneously again.
“Ok, I’ll go.”
Max and Liz kept up their simultaneous dialouge until Max fell silent and nodded for Liz to continue.
“Ok.” Liz let out the breath she had been holding. “That was....” she said, describing the kiss.
“Amazing!” Max blurted out. Liz looked at him.
“Yeah, it was.” Liz said, looking at him dreamily. She mentally shook herself. “So what does all of this mean? I mean, are we together or what?” Liz asked.
“As much as I would like to..” Max began, seeing Liz’s disappointment. “You just got done with the whole Sean thing, I don’t want to rush.” Max said with regret, spitting out Sean’s name.
“Oh, I get it. You’re mad at me.” Liz said.
“No! I’m not! I just want to make sure you’re going for me because you like me and not just as a rebound.” Max explained.
“You would never be a rebound! You’re my best friend!” Liz said in her defense.
“Ok, so why don’t we just take it slow, like a normal couple, you know, go to a movie and dinner, normal stuff.” Max said hopefully.
“Ok.” Liz said, then smiled, obviously recollecting something.
“What?” Max asked, confused.
“I’ve always pictured us having this conversation, but the sides were flipped.” Liz said.
“Really? When?” Max asked.
“It was sophomore year when I was like, in LOVE with you, but you were too busy drooling over Pam Troy to notice.” Liz said, looking down sadly.
“Yeah, and that obsession only lasted three weeks, Liz, I moved on from her after I found out she gave more ass than a donkey farmer.” Max said.
“You still didn’t notice though, you moved on to Tess Harding, remember?” Liz said, reciting Tess’ name with malice.
Max cringed at the awful memory. Sophomore year had definitely been obsess-over-girls-who-most-look-like-gerbil-Barbie year. He eventually was set straight and could see the light.
“Liz, I was just wondering, did you ever...uh...f-..fall out of love with me?” Max asked.
Liz blushed, but answered anyway. “I thought I had, but, after missing you all summer, even when I spent time with Sean....I don’t think I ever did.” Liz admitted in a small voice. “I mean, I had given up on you, I guess Sean was my rebound in place of you.” She finished.
Max was happy, but he wanted to keep his feelings a secret for a little while longer and wanted to tell Liz at the right time.
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that, Liz.” Max said, moving closer to Liz.
“You are?” She asked, looking up expectantly, getting in position for a heavy makeout session that was on the brink of beginning.
“Yeah.” Max said softly, putting his hands on either side of her.
“Good.” Liz sighed, leaning in to Max’s face.
Their lips had grazed when they were suddenly pulled apart by the shattering of Liz’s window by a rock with a note attached. Max shielded Liz from the shower of glass on instinct, and then ran his hands along her face and hair to be sure she was alright. Once he was assured of Liz’s safety, Max cautiously picked up the rock, looking out the window for the vandalist.
“There’s a note.” Max said, untying the piece of paper from the rock.
“What’s it say?” Liz asked, staying close to him.
The note was scrawled in bright red ink and the writer was obviously very angry when the note was written.
NEVER TOUCH MY GIRL AGAIN OR YOU WON'T LIVE TO REGRET IT
“Oh my god....” Liz said, covering her mouth.
I couldn't remember everything I wrote before, but it was WAAAY cooler than this part, so itll eventually progress into a way cool story....by the way, if anybody likes Sean, STOP READING NOW! Personally, I think he's evil.....anywhoo, thanks for reading!
|posted on 8-Feb-2002 9:50:07 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Great news everyone! Since its the weekend and I have almost NO homework, I'll get lots of this done and you guys can be all ficced and happy!|
So without further ado....PART 7!
“Max, what are we going to do?” Liz asked, on the verge of tears.
Max saw that Liz was about to fall apart and pulled her into a fierce hug, kissing the top of her haid and stroking her hair.
“Shhh....we’ll be all right, everything’s going to be okay Liz.” Max said, swallowing the rapidly rising bile in his throat.
“LIZZIE?!” Jeff Parker came rushing up the stairs, praying his daughter was all right. “Lizzie? Oh my god, what happened here?” He asked, looking at the embraced friends.
Since Liz was obviously incapable of speech, Max filled Jeff in.
“Mr. Parker, we think it was a vandal. Someone threw a rock through the window as a prank, sir.” Max said, covering up the fact about Liz’s newly-acquired stalker.
“Oh, is everyone okay?” Jeff asked, still looking at Liz to see if she was all right. Liz nodded.
“We’re fine dad, just a little shaken up.” Liz said, taking deep breaths.
“Okay. I’m just glad you aren’t hurt, Liz. And don’t worry, we’ll find who did this.” Jeff said defiantly, leaving the room.
“We sure will.” Max said, looking down at Liz with resolve.
~~~~~~The next day, at Lunch~~~~~~
“THROUGH your window? Oh my god! Are you okay, Liz?” Maria asked, whipping out the cedar oil.
“Yes, I’m fine for the fiftieth time, and its not even the window, its what went through the window that bothers me, we still don’t know what we’re going to do about Sean.” Liz stated with worry.
“Liz, I’m sorry to get off the subject, here, but I have to ask, what the hell were you smoking when you dated Sean?” Michael stated bluntly, getting a glare from Liz.
“God, Michael, could you be more rude?” Isabel asked, smacking him on the arm.
“What? Its true, this guy is obviously a few shrimp short of a barbecue.” Alex stated.
“Exactly, that is why we really need to figure out a course of action here, instead of joking around.” Max said, putting an arm protectively around Liz’s shoulders.
“I say he’s fibbing.....I’ve seen guys like Sean before, they’re all talk and no walk, I bet you could take him on if the occasion arose, Max.” Michael said, slapping him on the back.
“I’m up with that, I say we go about normally, this guy is probably just messing with us and will cool off eventually.” Alex stated matter-of-factly.
However, none of the girls seemed convinced.
“What if he isn’t just playing around? What if he really is serious? Max, I don’t know if I could stand it if you got hurt and I could have stopped it.” Liz said, looking Max in the eye.
“Nothing’s gonna happen to me, I agree with the guys, Sean is nothing, We just go about normally until otherwise noticed.” Max said, ending the conversation.
Although the group had agreed to act normally, one could tell that every member of the squad was on full alert, especially Max and Liz. They were very careful when they were together, making sure that nobody was around them spying on their every move. Nothing happened for around two weeks, and Max and Liz had settled in to a routine, like any normal couple: Max would drive her to school, they would sit at lunch with the others, Max would walk Liz to her locker, and then they would drive home. Max and Liz went to the movies on weekends and did everything expected of a normal couple.
One day, in the parking lot, Max had Liz pinned against the jeep and was assailing her with kisses, much to Liz’s delight.
“Max,” Liz giggled, at her boyfriend, who was currently attacking her neck. “We have to stop, people are starting to stare.” She stated, although she really didn’t want to.
“They’re just jealous.” Max said, his voice muffled by Liz’s skin. He nibbled at her collarbone. “It’s nothing they haven’t done before anyway.”
“Ok, but I have to get home, I have to work in 15 minutes, so lets get in the jeep, ok?” Liz said, lightly pushing on his shoulders.
Max sighed, although not quitting his ministrations. “Five more minutes....” he whined. LIttle did they know, a certain someone had approached them from behind and was watching the exchange between the two.
“I thought I told you to stay away from her!” Max’s head shot up at the all-too-familiar-voice of Sean Gommersall.
Max went into full on protective mode and covered Liz with his body, putting her behind his back. “Stay back, Liz.” Liz was more than happy to oblige, clinging helplessly to the back of his shirt.
“What do you want, Sean?” Max asked sternly, obviously annoyed.
“I want what’s mine.” Sean said, staring at Liz, looking her up and down. Max stepped into his line of vision, fully aware of what Sean’s eyes were doing.
“What’s ‘yours’” Max scoffed. “You know, I’ve known Liz my whole life, and this whole possessive-stalker-boy thing you’ve got going doesn’t really float her boat, so if you know what’s good for you, leave right now and never come back.” Max said, clenching his fists.
Sean stepped closer so that he was in Max’s face. “I don’t think that’s going to happen, Maxie-boy...you see, I have it in good mind that the Crashdown needs to be remodeled, with a can of gasoline and a book of matches, and I was thinking, since I’ve got your school ID card that I swiped a while back, that some tall, dark-haired neighbor is thinking of torching the place, but he accidentally left back this little incriminating clue that will put him on terrible terms with the Parker family, not to mention the law, and will keep you away from Liz AND the light of day for at least a year.” Sean said with an evil grin, dangling Max’s card in front of his face.
“You wouldn’t...” Max snarled.
“Oh, I would.” Sean said, still grinning.
“Nobody would believe you.” Max said, crossing his arms.
“And they would believe YOU?” Sean asked incredulously.
“They would believe ME.” Liz spoke up.
“Yeah, sure, but you would just be covering for your boyfriend, but what would your alibi be? That the two of you were screwing in the back of a pickup? Oh that would go over well with the parents, you’d get knocked up and sent away to a convent until you were 80.” Sean said.
“I cannot believe you...you sick FUCK!” Max yelled, throwing himself at Sean and beating him to the ground. Sean retaliated by punching Max in the throat, causing him to fall over, gasping for air. Sean took the opportunity to kick Max firmly in the stomach. Max curled up and coughed out blood. It was at this time that Liz was ready to jump on Sean when someone grabbed her from behind.
“Let go of me!” Liz screamed, beating at the arms around her waist.
“Lizzie, you remember Devon, my buddy from Florida....did I mention he came along to see you too?” Sean asked.
By now, Max had recovered half way and was about to attack Sean when Devon pulled a knife out and put it to Liz’s neck. Max froze in his footsteps.
“Don’t...” Max pleaded.
“Oh, of course not, Maxie-boy, I like Liz, I would never hurt her, much less kill her, but I’m not necessarily saying Devon would mind slitting her throat...” Sean said. Devon tightened the knife, causing Liz to whimper and Max to plead more.
“STOP! What do you want, Sean?” Max asked, looking at Liz to see if she was ok. Liz nodded.
“I thought you would never ask!” Sean said with mock relief. “See, I’m gonna let Liz here go, but you’re not exactly home free. I never want you to see, touch or talk to her again, and I want her to stay with me and love me. She’s going to continue her normal life, but if I see you even LOOK at her, I’ll torch the Crashdown, possibly with Liz in it, and you’ll be sent to jail where you may become someone’s BITCH.” Sean finished smugly.
“That’s insane. Liz would never love you...you’re unstable, not a big turn on, for one.” Max spat out, wiping blood from his lip.
“I wouldn’t be that disrespectful Max....Devon, should he be hurting my feelings like that?” Sean asked, turning to Devon, who began to squeeze Liz tighter, causing her to whimper loudly.
“Stop it! Fine....” Max took a deep breath. “If you let her go, and promise not to hurt her, I’ll stay out of her life.” Max said, looking down at the ground.
“No, Max don’t!” Liz said, before having the knife placed once again against her throat.
Sean ignored Liz. “Good boy, Maxie---well, I’m off then, gotta drop my sweetie off at home....oh look Lizzie, you’re late for work!” Sean said, acting as if nothing had happened.
Devon released Liz, who turned toward Max, but his face warned her of the circumstances. She slowly walked to Sean, who kissed her hard on the mouth, much to Liz and Max’s disgust. Max turned his head away until he was sure Sean was finished.
“I’m sorry” Max mouthed to Liz.
“I love you.” She mouthed back, before being pulled away by Sean, who stopped abruptly and turned.
“Oh, and Max....don’t even think of doing something courageous or smart....I’ll be watching you, so why don’t you keep to your end of the deal, huh pal?” Sean asked smugly, knowing he had won the battle.
Once they were gone, all Max could do was fall to his knees and cry.
I know, I know, you hate me for leaving it there, (tell me that anyway, I ADORE feedback) but trust me, all Dreamers will be satisfied becuz I will have nothing less....but anyway, here's my usual thanx for reading, and part 8 will be out soon!
By the way, just a nifty little piece of info, when the word Devon went through spellcheck, it came out as "demon" anybody else think the irony is funny?
|posted on 10-Feb-2002 7:22:19 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Sorry this took way too long, guys...I know I promised, but I had to do a service project for confirmation all day yesterday, and it was kinda tough to type this one out for some reason. I'm losing my inspiration! J/K So I've been trying to write all day, so I hope this is pretty good!|
“Alright, alright, I’m coming, just gimmie a second!” Michael yelled at the person on the other side of his apartment door, who was currently beating it down with his fist.
Michael got to the door and had his hand on the knob, muttering “This had better be good..”
He opened the door to reveal a very beat up and red-eyed Max, who was sniffling and wiping his nose with the back of his sleeve.
“Max? Oh, my god, what happened to you?” Michael said, shutting the door behind his friend, who stumbled in and flopped on the couch, putting his head in his hands, beginning to sob again.
“Liz..” he moaned, his body wracked with sobs.
“Liz? What about Liz? What happened? You have to talk, Max.” Michael said, pumping him for information.
“Sean jumped us in the parking lot after school, he took Liz away and blackmailed me. He’s got her now and I don’t know what to do...what am I gonna do, Michael?” Max said, looking up at him.
“School got over an hour ago,what took you guys so long?” Michael asked, not really sure whether or not he wanted to know.
“Liz and I got detention for being caught cutting a couple of classes...” Max trailed off.
“Oh, god, I knew you guys were going to be caught sooner or later, you two are TOTALLY hogging the eraser room, there are other horny couples you know!” Michael said, forgetting the situation temporarily.
“Michael, please, this isn’t the time...” Max reminded him.
“Oh, right....So where is Liz now, he didn’t kidnap her or anything, did he?” Michael asked, trying to get the story straight.
“No, he took her home, I think he’s trying to torture me.” Max said.
“In what way? He didn’t really take her away...so he beat you up, big deal, you’ve still got Liz.” Michael said, assuming the problem was solved.
“Its not that easy, I can’t talk to Liz or be seen with her ever again, otherwise he’ll have her killed.” Max said, hanging his head down, feeling like a failure.
“Whoa! Now there’s an act of love if you ask me, I totally take back that thing about not taking him seriously, I think he went over the edge the minute he was born...we need to assemble the gang, Max.” Michael said.
“How? I can’t see Liz.” Max said, obviously in agony.
“Why don’t we be secretive about it? What’s one place Sean wouldn’t look for her?” Michael said,thinking out loud.
“The quarry, I don’t think he knows where that is, besides, there’s a cave out there that’s hidden from the highway, so if he went looking for her, he would miss it.” Max said, getting his mind back together.
“So I’ll call Maria, and I bet Liz is over there doing the exact same thing you’re doing here right now, and Liz can tell psycho boy she’s going to Carlsbad for a while to do some girly shopping, I bet that would get him off of her back.” Michael said.
“I guess we could give it a shot, but we have to be careful anyway, if anything happened to Liz, I don’t know what I would do...” Max said with worry.
~~~~~Meanwhile, at Maria’s~~~~~
“Liz, I can’t believe this is happening....this is just so unfair. What are you and Max gonna do?” Maria asked. Liz and Maria were sitting on her bed, Liz was telling Maria the whole story.
“I don’t know.” She answered, wiping away a tear and fidgeting with one of the pillows. “I’m just so scared, because I know that Sean is capable of doing all of these things that he threatened to do, and I also know Max won’t let Sean keep him down, Max is gonna fight for me, regardless of what is going to happen.” Liz said.
“You know, in any other case, what you just said would have been way romantic, but right now, its like receiving the death sentence.” Maria said.
The phone rang and Maria picked it up.
“Hello? Oh, hey.” She said softly.
“Yeah, she’s over here with me....I agree, we have to do something...you? A plan? There goes the neighborhood...sorry, I know, tragedy at hand....so what’s the plan? Uh huh...SHOPPING?!” she said hopefully.
“...Oh, not really? Ok....yea, I know that place....will that work? I don’t know, I’d have to know how she is with it.” Maria said, covering the mouthpiece with her shoulder and talking to Liz.
“Its Michael and Max, they--” Maria began before getting interrupted by Liz.
“MAX?! Max is on the phone?” Liz said, desperately wanting to hear Max’s voice.
“No, but he’s at Michael’s...and they have a plan, we just have to pitch it to you to see if it’ll work and if Sean will fall for it.” Maria said, opting not to give Liz the phone because she knew that would just make matters worse.
“What is it?” Liz asked.
“You tell Sean that we’re going on a little shopping trip in Carlsbad for the weekend to get him off of your back, and then us and the others meet at that cave by the quarry and decide what to do.” Maria said, telling Liz the shortened version of the plan. “So do you think Sean will buy it?” Maria asked.
“Not right now, he won’t,” Liz said with a sigh. “Gimmie a few weeks to get him to trust me more and it might work....by then it’ll be Christmas shopping time and we’ll have a better alibi.” Liz said.
“Good idea, but you know this is gonna kill Max.” Maria said sadly.
“Yeah, I know the feeling.” Liz said, looking down.
Maria relayed the revised plan to Michael, who agreed that the safer the better was the way to go, and that they would meet at the caves in mid-november, right after Thanksgiving. Maria said goodbye to Michael and began talking to Liz again.
“Do you think you can handle it, chica? We’re talking a month of being attached to Sean at the hip.” Maria said, making sure Liz was on board.
“If it’ll help in the long run, I’ll do whatever I have to do to be sure that this works, I just wish it wouldn’t take so long, if we had evidence I could give to the sheriff, maybe...” Liz said hopefully, but thinking of nothing they could use against Sean.
“Wait! Liz, the rock!” Maria said.
“Maria, a big chunk of dirt and a broken window don’t pin anything on Sean, I’m talking hard evidence here....” Liz said, not thinking straight.
“No, Liz, the note! You said there was a note attached! Wouldn’t that get the sheriff going?” Maria said, grabbing Liz’s hands.
“Ohmygosh, you’re right, Maria! That would totally pull Sean down for good!” Liz said, getting excited that she may not have to wait a month to talk to Max again.
“Where did you put it?” Maria asked.
“I can’t remember, lemme think...Max pulled it off of the rock, and then we read it, my dad came in, so he hid it behind his back....I think we threw it away in my garbage can by my desk.” Liz said, backtracking.
“Well then, lets get going!” Maria said, grabbing her keys.
~~~~~~At Michael’s apartment~~~~~~
“A MONTH?!’” Max exclaimed after Michael hung up. “I don’t know if I can stay away from Liz for a month, that’s like not breathing!” Max complained.
“You did it for three months, remember?” Michael reminded him of the summer.
“Yeah, but she was in a different state, not right next door to my house!” Max said, running his hands through his hair.
“Max, you have to do this, otherwise, Sean won’t take the bait and you may NEVER see Liz again, just hang in there, buddy.” Michael said, slapping him on the back.
“You’re right, I can do this....” Max noticed it was getting late and was about to head home when he remembered that Liz would be next door and he didn’t trust himself not to see her. “Michael? Can I stay here tonight? If I go home, I KNOW I won’t be able to stay away from Liz, not tonight, at least.” Max said.
“Sure, I understand, thats a good idea Max, you can crash on the couch.” Michael said.
“I swear we put it in here, Maria...there’s nowhere else it could be!” Liz said, rummaging feverishly through the garbage can in her room, tossing aside wads of paper and dirty tissues.
“Lizzie, you have no idea how disgusting that looks right now.” Maria said, indicating Liz’s current trash hunt.
“You know what, Maria? I don’t care! If I have to run across burning coals to find that fucking note, I will!” Liz said, getting upset. She finally gave up and sat back on her heels with a huff. “It was right in here, where else could it be?” Liz said.
“I don’t know, maybe the trash gnome took it.” Maria said jokingly.
“Thats it! Why wouldn’t he...he planned everything else, he must have snuck in here while I was at school and taken it...DAMMIT!” Liz said, mainly speaking to herself.
“Lizzie, honey, I was joking...there is no such thing as the garbage gnome, just as there is no tooth fairy or santa claus, they’re fake....Man, you must really be going through some Maxie-withdrawal.” Maria said.
“No! Sean HAD to have taken it! It makes sense! He knew I would have tried this so he came in here and retrieved the note and got rid of it!” Liz said, obviously upset and frustrated.
“Oh...wait, you said he attacked you in the parking lot....was anyone else there?” Maria asked.
“No.” Liz sighed.
“Why not? Its a school, there should be TONS of witnesses.” Maria reasoned.
“Yea, at 3 O’Clock on any normal day there WOULD be, but it was 4 O’Clock, Max and I had detention.” Liz said.
“Do I wanna know why?” Maria asked.
“We cut a few classes, that’s all.” Liz said innocently.
“So you HAVE been hogging the Eraser Room! Do you know how many couples are pissed off at you because they can no longer get some during school hours?! Including me and Michael!” Maria huffed.
“Let it go, Maria, that’s not our problem...GOD! Why did he have to plan this so well!” Liz yelled, venting her anger.
“I don’t know, but you have to give him credit, we’re dealing with quite the mastermind, here.” Maria said.
“No we aren’t, we’re dealing with a psycho!” Liz said.
Over the next few weeks, Max and Liz kept their distance. If Max would see her in the hallway, he would go the other way. He even went up to their Physics teacher and asked to switch lab partners, so now he sat with Kyle Valenti and Liz sat with Vicki Delaney. Liz and Max were miserable throughout the holiday season, and as Thanksgiving approached, anxiety began to rise. Liz had been taking everything Sean was throwing at her, she pretended to enjoy his company and also fought back shudders when he would pull her into hugs and kisses. Liz and Max were both in agony during Sean’s displays of affection, of which Sean would do mostly in front of Max because he knew he could do nothing about it. As for Liz’s parents, they were completely in the dark. They loved Sean, who would always put on the golden-boy act when they were around, and then turn into a monster when he was alone with Liz.
Thanksgiving Day arrived, and Liz couldn’t have been happier. She knew she only had to wait three more days before they could put their plan into action, and Liz was excited. She really needed to wipe herself clean of all of the “Sean” essence that covered her day and night, and she knew the only way to do that was to see Max. One hug from him and everything would be wiped away. Liz heard her mother call from downstairs that dinner would be ready in half an hour, so she went down to see if she could help out.
“Oh, thank you, Liz, why don’t you set the table?” Nancy asked.
“K.” Liz said, while getting out the silverware and plates, setting the table for three.
“Oh dear, did I forget to tell you, honey? We’re inviting the Evans family over, I thought you and Max would like to see each other, you hardly talk anymore, so why don’t you go set up in the dining room for seven....” Nancy said, going on about how nice that family was.
‘Great, I can’t see Max or talk to him, but I have to spend the entire night sitting across the table from him? This is going to be the longest night of my life...could it get any worse?’ Liz thought to herself, then resumed listening to her mother’s rambling.
“...oh wait, make that eight, your friend Sean called earlier to see what you were doing tonight and I invited him over for dinner since he doesn’t have family in town...” Liz’s mother kept on babbling, but Liz toned her out after hearing that Sean would be coming.
Liz, Sean, and Max were going to be eating a meal together, in the same room. ‘I guess it could get worse...’ Liz thought.
Sorry these last few parts haven't been my best, I've got lotsa stuff going on and all, but I don't need to start a pity party, but thanks for staying loyal and reading! Please throw some feedback my way, too! I don't care if you hate it, tell me! I'll make it better!
|posted on 12-Feb-2002 9:03:38 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Sorry this part took so long, I just didn't have it in me last weekend, but I'll try to post more parts this week. And, since I know all the Dreamers are drying up because of lack of Max and Lizage, and because I myself am a hardcore dreamer, I threw in some interaction just for you!|
Without further ado....part 9!
Liz was in shock. ‘Max, Sean, Me, table, dinner......BAD!’ Liz could just imagine the entire night going to hell just because of a stupid American tradition where you invite your neighbor over to eat a gigantic bird. ‘Damn those pilgrims.’ Liz thought. She tried to think of ways to avoid a meltdown in the next half hour. ‘Ok...think, here Liz....how do you get out of this? First off, stop referring to yourself in the second person, then you....PLAY SICK! That’s it! I play sick, Max and Sean don’t look at each other, I won’t be in the middle of it! It’ll be perfect!’ Liz thought. She decided to begin her act at that instant.
Liz leaned against the table, holding her stomach and moaning. “Mom, I don’t feel so well, I don’t think I’ll be able to come to dinner, can I just sit in my room for the night?” Liz asked, trying to look as sickly as possible.
Nancy looked sympathetic for a moment, but then returned to hostess of the evening. “No, you may not, Liz...you know very well that it is rude to step out of Thanksgiving dinner when we have guests, so you can just sit at that table and look pretty and put a great big smile on your face for the Evanses!” She said, obviously stressed from a long day of cooking.
Liz groaned inwardly, knowing she wasn’t going to win this fight. ‘Looks like I’ll be improvising.’ Liz thought. She couldn’t help but smile at the fact that she got to be around Max, possibly sit next to him for the first time in weeks. ‘I guess that’s a perk...’ Liz thought happily, but sobered up when she remembered that the dinner would also be accompanied by a large helping of Dirt....AKA Sean Gommersall. That thought alone made Liz physically sick, but she took deep breaths of air, knowing that whether she liked it or not, she was going to be at this Thanksgiving dinner.
About twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Liz went to answer it. She couldn’t help but run to the door in anticipation of seeing Max on the other side. She threw the door open with a grin and an excited “Hey!” but her excitement quickly subsided when she realized that it was Sean.
“I’m so happy that you’re that excited to see little old me!” Sean said with mock enthusiasm; he knew that Liz despised him at the moment, but he was convinced she would turn around. ‘As soon as I get rid of Evans.’ He thought wickedly.
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Sean asked smugly.
“No.” Liz stated bluntly. “You’re not welcome.” She spat out. She really wasn’t in the mood to satisfy Sean’s little charade.
“Oh, why such the bitch tonight?” Sean asked.
“I don’t know, its something about annoying leeches that just brings it out of me.” she replied.
“I would stop if I were you, Liz.” Sean said, stepping closer to her, attempting to intimidate.
“Oh, I’m really scared, Sean.” Liz said mockingly.
Sean looked about ready to hurt her, and probably would have if Jeff hadn’t shown up at the moment.
“Lizzie? Who’s here? Oh, hey there, Sean? How are you, my boy?” Jeff said. He doted on Sean. Liz was amazed at how naive her father could be on occasion.
“I’m great, Mr. Parker, Liz and I were just talking about how happy she is that I could be here.” Sean said, glancing at Liz.
“That’s great....Liz? Why is Sean still standing out on the street?” Jeff asked, putting his hands on his hips.
“Because that’s where he belongs.” Liz mumbled.
“What was that?” Jeff asked.
“I said, I have no idea Dad, the thought slipped my mind, you know how it gets when Sean and I get talking!” Liz said.
“Well, come on in, Sean, actually, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that movie we got to talking about the last time we were over.” Jeff said, waving Sean in.
“Why, of course, Mr. Parker, I’d be happy to, I was hoping to talk more about that with you too, sir.” Sean said, putting on the kiss ass act.
“Oh, call me Jeff, Mr. Parker makes me feel old.” Jeff said, putting his arm around Sean and leading him over to the kitchen and out of the living room.
‘ “Call me Jeff?!” ‘ Liz thought incredulously. ‘Max had been calling him Mr. Parker for years, but does he get the first name basis privileges? Noooooo....I hate parents.’ Liz thought to herself, shutting the door, only to hear it ring 30 seconds later.
Liz opened the door to reveal the Evans family, which was much more pleasant than the last time she had let someone into her house, who at that very moment had his head so far up Jeff’s ass that Liz couldn’t tell where Sean ended and her father began.
“Hi Mr. and Mrs. Evans!” Liz greeted them with a genuine smile.
“Hi, Liz, my you get prettier by the day!” Diane gushed.
“Thank you, Mrs. Evans, you really are too kind.” Liz said, blushing.
“So how are things?” Phillip asked.
“Oh, they’re great...mostly.” Liz added, glancing at Max, who was at the back of the group and studying the pavement intently.
“Why don’t you come on in?” Liz said, gesturing them into the house, where the parents accepted Liz’s invitation and found their way to the kitchen, soon enough, Liz could hear her mother greeting the Phillip and Diane.
“Hey Isabel.” Liz said. Isabel was currently standing in the doorway, looking very uncomfortable.
“Hi, Liz...um, I’m just gonna go see if your parents need any help, k?” Isabel said, knowing that she would just be in the way. She hurried off to the kitchen, leaving Max and Liz alone in the doorway of the Parker residence.
“You know, I bet the carpet in here is ten times more amazing then that piece of gum squashed into the sidewalk.” Liz said, hoping she could get a reaction out of Max, who still currently looked like he was counting ants.
He looked up, and Liz saw how pain-filled his eyes were. She quickly fell out of her joking attitude, and the smile faded from her face.
They stood there with their eyes locked for what seemed like an eternity until Max broke it by clearing his throat. Both parties looked away.
“So..” Liz said.
“So.” Max replied.
“I miss you.” Liz said with longing in her voice.
Max stepped forward.
“Me too. This is killing me. Its unbearable to see you everyday and not be able to touch you.” He said, reaching out his hand and putting a stray hair behind Liz’s ear.
Liz leaned into his hand momentarily but remembered that Sean could very well come into the room at any moment, and that could be a disaster. She shook her head and took a deep breath.
“But we have to bear, right?” Liz asked.
“Yeah.” Max replied.
They stared at each other once again before Liz remembered the current situation of the dinner.
“Max, I have to tell you something, I would have called you earlier, but you know I can’t and all.....but anyway, uhm, I don’t know how to say this, but...er” Liz said, trying to break it to him gently that this dinner was going to be far from pleasant.
Max couldn’t help but smile at Liz’s ramblings. He always thought it was cute how she would dance around the subject until she could word it correctly.
“...uhm, Sean’s here.” Liz said, looking up to see his reaction.
Max’s eyes darkened and the smile fell from his face. “Sean? Here? Why?” Max asked. “Where is he?” he said, looking around worriedly.
“I don’t know, I think he set it up to make it so my parents would take him in for dinner. Right now he’s talking to my dad about something pointless. I’m so sorry Max, I just thought I should tell you before you let your guard down or something.” Liz said, hoping for Max’s approval.
“You did the right thing, Liz, we just have to decide how we’re going to do this.” Max thought.
“I don’t know if I ‘ll be able to be sitting right there next to you and not touch you.” Liz said with worry.
They were both slowly inching together.
“Me too, we’ll just have to think rationally and stay alert.” Max whispered, leaning into Liz.
On the verge of a kiss, Max and Liz sprung apart at the sound of Sean’s voice.
“Well, if it isn’t my good pal, Max! How are you, buddy?” Sean asked, slapping him on the back with a smile. Since Jeff had entered the room, Sean was back to acting like a sane person.
“I’ve been better.” Max replied, looking Sean in the eyes intimidatingly.
“That’s too bad.” Sean replied, loving that Max could do nothing to stop Sean’s egofest.
Liz was more than grateful to hear her mother call that dinner was ready. Jeff, Sean, Liz and Max all headed into the dining room to sit down at the table. Since Sean, Max and Liz were the last in the room, they didn’t have the best choice of seating. Isabel was sandwiched between her two parents on one side of the table, Jeff and Nancy were at the head of the table since they were hosts, which left three consecutive open spots for Max, Liz and Sean.
“Well, shall we sit?” Sean asked.
Max was about to pull Liz’s chair out for her when he restrained herself and Sean caught on, beating Max to the punch and pulling out Liz’s chair.
“Thanks, Sean.” Liz mumbled, sitting down and scooting closer to the table, jerking her chair out of his grasp.
“My pleasure.” He replied, planting a kiss on her cheek.
Max looked away and Liz put on a fake smile for show.
Sean took his seat on Liz’s left side, next to Jeff, and Max sat on Liz’s right side, next to Nancy and across from his mother.
The Parkers began grace and the food was passed out. The dinner went suprisingly smooth, considering the tension between Max, Liz and Sean could be cut with a knife. The meal consisted of small talk with and occasional “this is great” or, “that’s a fine bird, Nancy.” It wasn’t until about half way through Liz’s mashed potatoes that she was overcome with a need to touch Max. Liz scooted closer to the table subtly and ran her foot up his shin. This caused Max to jerk upright and glance sideways at her warningly. Sean, like any other guy, was so engrossed in his meal that he didn’t notice this reaction. Liz grinned and continued her torture on Max, who was trying very hard to keep his resolve. He eventually gave up and stealthily scooted his chair closer to the table, putting his hand on Liz’s knee to stop her assault on his will. This caused Liz to jerk upright and nearly choke on the turkey in her mouth. This time, it was Max’s turn to grin victoriously and continue eating happily. Max and Liz continued their quiet flirting until someone said Liz’s name. They jerked away from each other like they had been burned and returned to ignoring one another.
“What?” Liz asked, missing the question in reference to herself.
“I asked if you were alright....I thought I heard you choke a while back.” Jeff said.
“Oh yea, I’m fine, just got some food down the wrong tube, is all.” Liz said, covering up and trying to ignore Max’s snickers.
Sean looked suspiciously at Liz who answered back with a look that stated she had nothing to hide. Liz and Max didn’t continue their game of footsie-grope and finished their pumpkin pie without an exchange of words.
When it came time for the Evans to leave, Liz was a little saddened. She wouldn’t be this close to Max for another three days, and that felt like an eternity to her. She said her goodbyes to the Evans family, smiling secretively at Max. They all complimented Nancy on her culinary masterpiece and headed home.
Max knew he would have a long night. He hadn’t been close to Liz in so long, and after that dinner, he felt like he hadn’t gotten enough of her. They had been so impulsive, following an animal instinctual attraction that was just waiting to be quenched for five long weeks. He knew that since now he had touched Liz and spoken to her that the next 72 hours were going to be the longest of his life.
Liz fell against the door with a sigh. ‘What had I been thinking?! Doing those things with Max when Sean could have easily seen! Oh, come on! You know you enjoyed it!’ Liz thought to herself with a smile. Liz sobered up, however, when Sean ruined her moment.
“So dinner was that good, huh?” Sean asked, approaching her quickly.
“What?” Liz asked, pulling out of her reverie.
“You were smiling, I was wondering what could have put you in such a good mood.” Sean said, walking up to her and pinning her against the door with his body.
“Well it wasn’t you, that’s for sure.” Liz said, raising an eyebrow at him cockily.
“Well, well, well, aren’t we feisty tonight? If I hadn’t known better Liz, I’d think that you were enjoying dinner far too much, and I’m not talking about the meal.” Sean stated.
Liz shrugged him off. “Shouldn’t you be leaving?” Liz asked with annoyance.
“Yeah, I guess I should, but don’t think I didn’t know what was going on Liz, pull that shit again and you won’t be smiling afterwards, trust me.” Sean said, kissing her hard on the lips and slamming the door behind him.
Liz wiped her lips off furiously and ran up to her room. Rules or not, she had to talk to Max. Now.
So what do you think? any suggestions? feedback please, I'd really like to know what you guys honestly think of this lil bit, this being my first REAL fic and all...(I haven't added to Tell Me You Don't Love Me in weeks, it just wasn't working too well with the feedback) oh well!
Thanks for reading!
|posted on 15-Feb-2002 1:46:55 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Hey there everyone! Sorry I haven't posted in a while but I've had kinda a tough time setting up the climax of the story and all and I want it to be really good, so I'm trying to work it "just right" but its a three day weekend with little to no homework, so I'm hoping that a really long part will be posted in the near future....but today isn't quite good, tons of errands to run and stuff to do tonight, but keep an eye out, part 10 will be out soon!|
|posted on 17-Feb-2002 3:00:33 AM by AngelDreamer86|
|Hey, sorry it took me so long to get this new part out, but I just didn't have it in me to write quality stuff....as is evident by this next part..but gimmie some feedback with suggestions attached and that may change...|
Liz was pacing the length of her room furiously. After dinner, Liz had called Max and told him to come over right away, saying that it was an emergency. Max had immediately hung up the phone and raced over to find a very distraught Liz.
“What are we going to do? If he touches me one more time...I swear to God, I’ll just....” Liz said, running her hands through her hair and gritting her teeth.
“Liz, believe me, you’re not the only person who’s suffering here...to be on the outside looking in on what I can’t have....you have no idea what its like without you.” Max said, looking at his hands.
Liz stopped pacing and looked at Max. She hadn’t realized up until this moment that Max was most likely in more agony than she was. Liz knew this had to end, but she also knew that they would need help.
“Max..” Liz said, getting his attention and kneeling in front of him. “We have to do something, I’m not going to be Sean’s puppet for the rest of my life, I hate not having any control over this situation.” Liz said with exhaustion.
“I know, we just need to talk to the others and see if they have any ideas...I’m going to call Michael and then we’ll head over there for an emergency meeting, but I’d better go, we don’t know if and when Sean is spying on us, so meet me at Michael’s in fifteen minutes.” Max said, kissing her on the forehead and leaving out the window.
*******Later that night, at Michael’s apartment*******
“So does anyone have any ideas?” Max asked, standing in front of Liz, Michael, Maria, Alex and Isabel in Michael’s apartment.
“Why don’t we just wait until Thursday for the original meeting? Its not that far away.” Alex said.
“No, we can’t do that, Alex...you didn’t see Sean after Max left, he was...different....crazed. I don’t think he’s convinced anymore. He won’t buy that story I was planning to feed him, he’d most likely follow us.” Liz said.
“She’s probably right, he had that suspicious look on his face all through dinner tonight.” Isabel added.
“We should go to the police.” Maria said. “We tell them Sean is some psycho stalking Liz and they’ll be sure to help out.” She said.
“Yeah, but then what? I doubt that the police would stop Sean, and they probably wouldn’t believe us anyway, we’re just a bunch of kids.” LIz said.
“Wait...Liz, what about your parents?” Max asked hopefully.
Liz shook her head. “They think Sean is Greg Brady, he acts totally different around them, they’d take his side....especially since I’ve been distant towards them lately.” Liz added with regret.
“Well the way I see it, we need proof.” Michael said.
“How? Sean hasn’t done anything proof-worthy since that day in the parking lot. He’s been careful to cover his tracks.” Max said.
“But wait, Max....we both know he doesn’t think with a level head when jealousy comes into play....what if we provoked him to mess up? Earlier this evening, he almost lost it when he found out what we were doing, just imagine how he would be if we went against his orders and made him feel powerless, then he would act irrationally.” Liz thought out loud, getting several positive “hmmms” from the group at hand, except for Max.
“No, Liz....its true he gets irrational about that stuff and would slip up, but he would take it out on you and I can’t let that happen.” Max said protectively, walking up to Liz and kneeling in front of her, taking her hands and looking her in the eye. “We can’t do it, there has to be another way, one that doesn’t involve you risking your health.” Max said seriously.
“Max, there is no other way. If we want this to end, then it has to now. If we make Sean crazy, he’s bound to slip up, and that’s when we can throw the book at him.” Liz said with resolve. “It has to go this way.”
“She’s right, Max.” Isabel said, backing up Liz.
Max looked down with a sigh, nodding his head. “Looks like we’ll be taking our lives back, then.”
********The next day, at school********
“See? This part of the plan isn’t bad at all.” Liz said cheerily, walking down the hallway, holding Max’s hand, their fingers laced together.
“Yeah, I guess not, although, having to pretend I like you again is kind of a pain in the butt, I would so much rather be avoiding you again.” Max said playfully, receiving a smack on the arm from Liz and a laugh from both of them. He and Liz were back into their normal lives as a couple, and were enjoying it immensely. The plan from the night before was to resume their pre-Sean filled lives and act like he was no threat to them, hopefully pissing the hell out of him in their effort. Although they seemed blissfully happy, Liz and Max still kept a sharp eye out for Sean, making sure they would be prepared whenever he decided to attack.
As they approached Liz’s locker, they met up with Michael and Maria, who asked if they had caught any “sightings” as of yet.
“Not a one.” Liz replied happily, opening her locker and pushing things around in search of her AP Chem book.
“Maybe he’s given up....we all know that it would take about twenty tons of Napalm just to get you two to stop looking at each other.....perhaps he’s finally gotten a clue and headed back to loser-ville.” Maria said hopefully.
“As good as that sounds, I still think we should watch our backs until we’re sure he’s out of the picture...and I resent that by the way, Maria...it would take thirty tons of Napalm, thank you very much.” Liz said with a grunt, finally prying her textbook out of her locker and slamming it closed.
The four continued down the hallway until they reached Liz’s classroom.
“This is my stop.” Liz said, looking at the others.
“We’ll see ya at lunch, ok, Lizzie?” Maria asked, receiving a nod from Liz.
Max gave Liz a quick kiss goodbye and started to walk away, letting go of her hand reluctantly.
“Bye.” Liz said softly, then walked into the classroom before the bell rang.
Fifth period went slowly, as usual for every member of the group, and as the bell rang, all classrooms emptied quickly and the inhabitants made their way quickly to the quad for lunch.
Liz was seated on Max’s lap, across from Michael and Maria and next to Isabel and Alex.
“So what’s the report?” Alex asked, biting into his sandwich.
“All’s quiet.” Liz said with a shrug, playing with the collar of Max’s shirt.
“Yep, nothing’s been happening, which sort of has me worried, not that that’s anything new to you five.” Max said, putting his hands around Liz’s waist protectively and hugging her to him.
“That’s true Max...when were you planning to have that stick in your butt removed?” Michael said jokingly, receiving a death glare from Max.
“I’m only saying, Michael, is that we should still be cautious, we are all aware that Sean’s a psycho, and we planned to act this way to get him to explode, so we don’t know what’s going to happen, and I for one am keeping an eye out.” Max said in his defense to Michael’s joke.
“Yeah, we all know, Max. We just want you guys to have fun and relax for a change.” Isabel said with a smile.
“Speaking of fun....what are we doing tonight?” Maria asked the group.
“Its a school night, so there’s not much to do that doesn’t require us being out late, and I kinda sorta just wanted to stay in.” Alex said, looking at Isabel.
“Hey, I’m fine with that.” Isabel said, agreeing to a movie and makeout session at Alex’s house.
“Apartment?” Michael asked, looking at Maria.
“Apartment.” She said with approval.
“Like dogs in heat, I tell ya.” Liz said, clucking her tongue and shaking her head in mock disapproval. “So what are we doing, seeing as all of our friends are going to be doing immoral acts that my virgin ears should not be hearing about?” Liz asked, putting her arms around Max’s neck.
“Well I’ve got practice till five, then, I dunno, you wanna come over after that?” Max asked, raising his eyebrows up and down with a grin.
“Sure, I’ve gotta work anyway til then, so it sounds like a plan.” Liz said. “But what shall we do?” Liz asked, pretending to be naive about what would occur in their evening plans.
“I guess you’ll just have to wait and see.” Max said.
The rest of the afternoon went swimmingly, and both Max and Liz were more than happy for five o’clock to roll around. Liz showed up at Max’s house at five thirty, after having showered, and went around to the back and through his window, a habit that had developed over the years. She found Max getting dressed, having just picked out a shirt and in the process of pulling it over his head. “I sure showed up at the right time.” Liz said to herself, enjoying the view of Max’s well-toned upper body. When he had finished dressing, Liz knocked on the window and Max came over to it.
“Hey there, sexy.” Liz said with a grin and a playful look in her eyes.
“Hey yourself.” Max said, leaning on the window sill.
“Are you going to invite me in, or were we going to talk through your window all night.” Liz said.
“Well, see I would invite you in, except, my girlfriend is coming over any minute, and I don’t know what she would think if she found some strange, yet beautiful girl in my bedroom.” Max said playfully, resting his chin in his hand.
“I guess we’ll just have to be careful then.” Liz said, climbing through Max’s window with his help.
“So, what are we going to do tonight?” She asked, once she had gotten her bearings back and was on her own two feet.
“Well, I was thinking we could work on our uh....chemistry project.” Max said with a playful look on his face, pulling Liz close to him.
“Chemistry project? And which one would that be?” Liz said, raising an eyebrow.
“This.” Max said, closing the gap between their faces with a kiss. Max pulled her closer to his body by her hips, wrapping his arms around her waist and massaging the small of her back, eliciting a moan from Liz, much to his delight. Liz wrapped her arms around Max’s neck, playing with the hair and the nape of his neck and sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. Max pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily and resting his forehead against hers.
“Oh yeah, that chemistry project....well I guess we’d better get going, I hear its a lot of hard work.” Liz said, her voice husky.
“I guess we’d better get comfy then.” Max said, pulling Liz to him and leading them toward his bed.
They kissed again, and Max blindly led them over to his bed. He fell onto the bed on top of Liz and kissed her deeply. He made his way down the side of her neck and began to nibble at her collarbone, getting a very positive response from Liz, who was working on the buttons of Max’s shirt. Max found her mouth again and licked Liz’s lips, requesting entry. Liz was more than happy to oblige, and only pulled away when she gave up on Max’s shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his well-toned stomach and chest. Liz broke the kiss and took in the more-than-lovely sight.
“Wow.” She said breathlessly, admiring Max’s stomach.
Max blushed. “Told ya I got bored over the summer, but now it’s kinda paid off.” Max said with a half smile.
“Maybe I should go away more often.” Liz said, stroking his chest and tracing the contours of it.
“I dunno, pretty soon I’d get too beefy, like those body builders on TV.....I have an idea, what if I went away, and then we could work on you....see, this butt of yours...” Max said, squeezing Liz’s butt playfully.
Liz smacked him lightly. “Very funny...shut up and kiss me.” Liz said.
“Yes ma’am.” Max said with a mock salute.
Their lips connected again and Liz was in heaven. There was nothing she enjoyed more in life than Max’s kisses. They were like a drug...she would never get enough and they sent her into a high. She always felt empowered when she was around Max, and right now, she was on cloud nine....screw that, she was on cloud twenty. Liz and Max were so engrossed in each other that they didn’t notice the knock on the door, or Diane Evan’s presence in the room, that was, until she spoke.
“Max, I just came in here to make sure you....OH MY GOD!!” Diane exclaimed at the sight of her son and Jeff’s daughter in a fairly compromising position on his bed.
Max and Liz sprung away from each other and Max searched frantically for his shirt.
“Geez, Mom, don’t you knock?! We were studying!” Max asked, finding his shirt and pulling it over his head.
I did knock, and from the looks of it, the only thing you two seemed to be studying were the ‘do’s and “don’ts” of sex education.” Diane said with her hands on her hips.
Liz was still in a state of shock and embarrassment, sitting on Max’s bed stiffly and burying her face in her hands. She took a deep breath and looked up to see a beet red Max and a very angry Diane Evans.
“Hi, Mrs. Evans.” Liz said meekly.
“Hello, Liz.” Diane said, lightening up a little. “How are you?”
“I’m a little...I’m great.” Liz said, not wanting to worsen the situation with words like “embarrassed” or “mortified” or even “I was great before you came, and now I’m just plain horny.” Liz didn’t think that last one would go over too well with Max’s mother.
“Its nice to know that, dear, how are your parents?” Diane asked, engaging into conversation to fill the otherwise extremely uncomfortable silence.
“You know what, Mom, I’m just gonna walk Liz home, its late, after all, and since we have school tomorrow, I wouldn’t want Liz to miss out on any sleep.” Max said, grabbing Liz’s hand and rushing her out the door.
“Wait...stop...turn.” Diane said, crossing her arms.
Both Max and Liz stopped dead in their tracks and faced the wrath of the parent.
“Yes, mother?” Max asked, flinching.
“Next time you two decide to...study...why don’t you do it at Liz’s house....I doubt your father will let you off the hook as easily as I am...and its only because I adore you, Liz.” Diane said with a smile.
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Evans...I assure you, this will never happen again.” Liz said.
The two rushed out of the house and over to Liz’s fire escape. Max kissed her goodnight and returned home to what he knew what would be waiting for him....”The Talk.”
That wasn’t the only thing that awaited Max Evans that night, however.
Feedback with the good,the bad, and the ugly, please!
Thanks for reading once again!
|posted on 26-Feb-2002 8:17:53 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Hey guys, yes its me, I've kinda been blocked a little for the past 10 days...and I'm really torn up about it, I've been writing part 11 off and on, and I want to post it as one huge long post, so I'm really trying to perfect it, its just not coming out the way I want it to, but since I get early release tomorrow, I have 2 extra hours before practice with which to work my butt of on the next part, so 3 days maximum on part 11, thanks for your patience and a special thanks to applebybehr and roswellchick for the bump...I've never been bumped before and it is so cool to have someone do it for me!!|
|posted on 27-Feb-2002 4:42:33 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Thanks again to roswell_chick for the bump...|
So here's the deal...part 11A is a little confusing because I decided to change the plot to better fit what I have planned for this fic, so here's a little background...(sorry if this ruins what the story had, but I just had no way around this) Max IS an alien, he crashed and hatched looking like a one year old, found on the road, blah blah...he hasn't told anyone about it, and Isabel and Michael have got the same story....part 11B will be up soon and I'm so so so sorry if you think my story sucks now, but it really is easier to write if there are aliens involved! So feel free to throw tomatoes my way if you feel strongly opposed!
Max arrived home to find his mother sitting on his bed with her arms crossed, looking very very upset.
“Mom.” Max said as a greeting.
“Max.” Diane said back, clenching her jaw.
“Look, its not what you thi--” Max got cut off in the middle of his explanation.
“Not what I think? I come in here to find you half naked with Jeff Parker’s daughter and its not what I think?” Diane yelled, about to erupt.
“We were studying...” Max said weakly.
“Studying?!” She yelled increduously. “Studying what? SEX ED first hand?” Diane continued.
Max tried not to smile at that comment, knowing how ridiculous it sounded. Instead, he tried to get this over and done with as soon as possible.
“Look Mom, I’ve heard this talk before about being careful and waiting till marriage, and I respect it fully....Liz and I weren’t going to do anything...trust me, we’re just teenagers doing normal teenage couple stuff...THAT’S ALL.” Max said seriously, trying to calm his mother down.
“I know Max, and its the fact that you’re a teenager that has me so worried. Teenagers have hormones running through their body 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, and before you know it, you guys could go too far and Liz could be pregnant and both of your futures would go down the toilet.” Diane said in true concerned mother fashion.
“I’m glad you’re concerned, Mom, but you have my word that none of that is going to happen...I respect Liz, and the last thing I want to do is get in the way of her future.” Max said, sitting down beside his mom.
“I just want you to be careful...” Diane said, appearing on the verge of tears.
“I will be, Mom, you have nothing to worry about.” Max said, hugging her.
Outside of Max’s window, a shadow lurked, watching the entire exchange between Max and Liz, and then mother and son, snickering at the conversation at hand. “That’s what you think....” Sean laughed to himself.
Sean continued lurking outside of Max’s window until his mother left. He saw Max go to the bathroom and decided it was time to put his plan into action before Max returned. Sean took the envelope out of his pocket and slipped it under Max’s pillow before sneaking out of his window just as Max reentered the room. Max stopped in his tracks, sensing something was off before he shrugged it off and hopped into bed.
~~~~~The Next Morning~~~~~
Max rolled over with a groan and smacked the snooze button on his alarm clock, mumbling something about “5 more minutes” Max flopped onto his stomach and shoved his hands under his pillow to gain a more comfortable position. He felt something under his pillow and sat up with the offending object in his hand.
Max opened the envelope to discover it only contained one thing: a photograph. Max studied it carefully and smiled to himself, noticing it was a picture of Liz sleeping in her bed with a peaceful smile on his face. Max sat and stared, revelling in Liz’s beauty before he snapped out of it. Someone had to be there taking the picture without Liz’s noticiing them. Max felt a cold tingle crawl up the back of his neck, and flipped the picture over to find something scrawled on the back in Sean’s handwriting.
I told you to stay away, Max, but you obviously didn’t listen to me. I realize now that that simple little threat I made just isn’t enough. I hope you know now that I could take Liz anytime I wanted to with a person none the wiser. I mean it when I say stay away.
Max dropped the photo as if it had burned him and immediately thought of Liz. He turned to the phone in preparation of calling her when it rang as he placed his hand on it. He picked it up eagerly and answered breathlessly.
“Liz?” Max asked with hope in his voice.
“Now now Max, I thought I told you to fucking listen to what I said....Liz isn’t supposed to be calling you.” Max shivered at the voice on the other end of the line.
“You can’t get away with this, Sean, you’re going to slip up and the police are going to throw you away in some prison very far away from Liz and I.” Max said, gritting his teeth.
“You don’t have any evidence, Maxie-boy...on the other hand, I do, you see...I know your little secret.” Sean said with a smile in his voice.
Max swallowed the rising bile, hoping Sean wasn’t talking about what Max was thinking. He played it off. “What secret?”
“That you’re a little different from Liz and the rest of the citizens of Roswell, hell, you’re different from the rest of the citizens of this planet.” Sean spat out.
Max felt dizzy. Sean knew the secret Max had kept buried from everyone for the past 18 years....the secret he had even kept from Liz, for fear she would think him a monster. Sean knew Max was an alien, and Max was once again helpless.
“How did you...” Max said, but he already knew. After his mother had left the room, Max had locked the window with his powers out of habit. Sean must have seen his hand glow.
“Oh, that doesn’t matter now, does it? I just hope that you want to keep this little secret between the two of us, and since I’m such a nice guy, I won’t tell anyone about your uh.....disability unless you give me reason to.” Sean said in a slick voice.
“Why are you doing this?!” Max yelled.
He received only the dial tone.
Feedback please! I'd really like to know what you all think of this new stuff I added into the equation! yell at me, I don't care, just tell me what you think!
|posted on 2-Mar-2002 5:43:42 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|hey readers! I'm almost finished with part 11B soon, and since my sadie hawkins dance got cancelled for tonight, :0( I'll be able to finish it off and post it for your enjoyment! Thanks for the feedback, I'll answer all of your questions in the next part.|
|posted on 2-Mar-2002 11:43:35 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|What did I tell you? Part 11B all ready to go, and I have a pretty good idea which way 12 is going to go, so I'll be typing that up in the near future.|
Max gently placed the phone back in its cradle. He was in pure shock over the events that had just occured. Sean knew. Sean knew that he was a monster. Max had denied his alienness for all of his life, or since the day he had met Liz Parker and knew that she should never know his terrifying secret. Max was positive that if Liz ever found out that he wasn’t of this earth, that she would run screaming for the hills and Max couldn’t have that. She meant to much to him. Max dressed quickly and grabbed his keys off of the hook in the hallway. He hopped into his jeep and drove to see the only person who could understand what he was going through right now. Michael.
Michael awoke to a pounding on the door of his apartment. He rolled out of bed with a groan and stumbled to the door.
“This had better be something good.” Michael grumbled, rubbing his eyes with his fist and yawning. He opened the door and Max stormed in and began pacing.
“What’s up?” Michael asked, closing the door behind Max.
“Sean knows.” Max said, continuing his pacing.
Michael had yet to have his brain kick into function and shook his head, still trying to clear the fog.
“Knows what? That you’ve been seeing Liz?” Michael asked.
“No...well yeah, I mean...that too.....wait..think about this Michael...he KNOWS.” Max said, widening his eyes, implying the secret that he, Michael and Isabel shared.
Michael suddenly became alert as the pieces came together.
“Wait, he knows about us?” Michael asked, starting to have an edge to his tone.
“No, only about me, you and Isabel are still safe and I intend to keep it that way...the last thing I need is something else for him to use against me.” Max said.
“How did he find out?” Michael asked, hoping Max didn’t shoot him with an energy blast or something serious.
“I don’t know, he must have been spying on me when I did some little manipulation or something....that’s beside the point....he has some major blackmail on me and I’m helpless!” Max finished, running his hands through his hair in frustration, flopping down on the couch.
“You don’t have anything that could turn him in? Threats or anything?” Michael asked, trying to logic out of the current situation.
“That wouldn’t help...if I turned him in, he’d find a way out and get back at me, most likely through Liz, and I couldn’t live with myself if that happened.” Max said, putting his head in his hands, on the verge of tears.
This time, it was Michael’s turn to flop down in frustration.
“I’m clueless Max, we’re totally screwed....what are you going to do about the whole Liz thing? You can’t just stop seeing her without a good reason...and you CAN’T tell her about us, we don’t know how she would take it.” Michael said with warning in his tone, with Max in his current state, he would be willing to try anything to get Liz back.
“I’d much rather I tell her than have Sean twist it around in some way.” Max said. “He probably videotaped me or something...if Liz ever got a hold of some proof of my “talent”, she’d never speak to me again.” Max admitted.
“You can’t, Max...we can’t trust anyone, its always been that way. You even said that if Liz ever found out you would think she’d turn away. Are you ready to risk that?” Michael asked.
“If taking myself out of her life will save hers, then I am. Sean threatened to hurt Liz this time, Michael. If I don’t stay away, I don’t know what he’ll do or what he is capable of.” Max thought with worry.
“Why don’t you just stay away until we can form a plan? Okay? Play it safe and we’ll all be okay.” Michael stated. “Its only temporary until we have enough time to get this shit worked out. For now you really gotta hang in there, man.” Michael said, slapping him on the back.
Max sighed. “I guess you’re right, but just to be safe I’m going to watch over her tonight to make sure Sean doesn’t pull anything.” Max said with determination.
~~~~~Later that day~~~~~
Liz hung up the phone with frustration. “Where could Max be?” She thought to herself. Liz had been trying to call Max all day to see what the situation was with Max and his mother and to see how she took everything. He hadn’t been home all day and Liz was beginning to get worried.
Just then, the phone rang and Liz picked it up hopefully. “Max?” she asked.
“Sorry chica, its not your love puppet, just little old me.”
“oh, hey Maria.” Liz said with disappointment.
“Boy, its nice to know you’re happy to get a call from me....you know I mix around my schedule for you JUST so you can get your daily dosage of gossip and scolding from me and this is all the thanks I get....I don’t know why I put up with you sometimes.” Maria said in mock anger.
“Sorry, its just that I haven’t been able to reach Max all day and I’m beginning to wonder where he is is all. I’m beginning to think he’s mad at me about last night.” Liz said, thinking back to the extremely embarrassing situation she had found herself in less than 12 hours ago.
“Wait...what happened last night? Do I need to bring over ice cream?” Maria asked excitedly.
Liz sighed. She was partially thankful that the upcoming conversation with Maria would be a long one about morality and gossip and boys, and it would at least relieve her of her worries for a few hours, but she still had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something was wrong with Max.
Liz leaned tiredly against the door of her room, shutting it in the process. After a lengthy conversation with Maria about the whole “getting caught” fiasco, Maria had decided to have a “girlfriends” mall and movie day. Liz had enjoyed it a lot, even bought a few new outfits, but she would have rather spent the day with Max. ‘Boy, am I whipped.’ She thought. ‘Like Max’s drooling puppy.’ She was glad Maria was helping Liz keep her independence in tact, along with her sanity. The all day bonding thing had worked wonders for Liz, and by the end of the day, she was able to theorize that Max was most likely grounded from the phone and the car and the girlfriend, since that was what got him in trouble in the first place.
Liz was about to flop down on the bed but then decided to go out on her balcony and journal a bit. That was until she heard a sound coming from the alley below.
Max had been leaning against the brick wall under Liz’s fire escape, playing watchdog to make sure no unexpected visitors were coming by. He heard Liz shut the door to her bedroom and decided he had better get as comfortable as the current situation would allow. There was no way he would be leaving this spot tonight.
He had just settled in when he heard his least favorite sound in the world: Sean Gommersall’s voice.
“Ok, I think I’ve got it figured out....you’re a dumbass! I mean, I try and try to get the point across that Liz is mine and you just don’t get it....what part of “stay away or die” don’t you understand? Its the word “or” isn’t it? Those tricky articles get me every time, too...don’t worry about it. I guess I’m just going to have to beat it into you.” Sean said, approaching Max as a lion would approach a cornered meal.
“Get out of here Sean, unless you want to lose that thing in your pants that you call a dick.” Max snarled.
“My my, aren’t we the vicious one tonight? What are you gonna do, Max? Zap it off with your alien death ray?” Sean asked, cocking his head to one side, hitting him where it hurt.
“Nope, I can’t do that...its impossible for me to focus my powers enough to hit a target THAT small.” Max said with a grin.
Sean was obviously taken aback by Max’s courage and aggressiveness. He wasn’t used to being shot down so quickly.
“Don’t forget who you’re talking to, Max. I’ve got you wrapped around my finger. If you so much as touch me I could go up there right now and tell Liz all about your “ethnicity”. Sean warned with a glare.
“She wouldn’t believe some psycho like you.” Max said, putting his arms at his sides and balling his hands into fists.
“You’re just full of little one-liners tonight, aren’t you ET? Is that all you’ve got though? I thought they said there was INTELLIGENT life on other planets.” Sean said cooly.
Max was ready to explode. He could feel his anger boiling and his alien side beginning to awaken. If things got more intense, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to control himself with his powers.
“Whats the matter, Max? You’re suddenly so silent...I tell you what, I’ll let you off now with your pride and your health if you promise to stay away.” Sean said.
“Not gonna happen, Sean...I’m not letting you near Liz ever again.” Max stated.
“Oh, is that why you’re out here playing watchdog? Face it Max, you’re always gonna be one step behind the others when it comes to Liz....it must just kill you that she wanted me more than you and she only knew me for 3 months as opposed to your what is it? 17? 18 years?” Sean said, practically begging Max to lose it.
“What are you talking about? She told me you didn’t do anything.” Max snarled.
“Come on now Max, you and I both know that the only thing up there is some whore who gets around more frequently than a record player...she’s---” Sean was cut off by Max’s charge.
Max snapped when he heard Sean call Liz a whore. He lost all control and went at Sean full speed, hitting him in the chest with a surge of white light, sending him flying across the alley. Max was pulled out of his cloud of anger when he heard a sound above him. He looked up to see Liz gaping at him in terror. By the look on her face, she had just seen what Max had done. Pyrotechnics and all.
So how is it? Write back with anything at all, criticism is accepted so I can fix what sux!
|posted on 5-Mar-2002 8:38:51 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Okay, I realize that you all wanted Sean to die a horrible and grisly death in that last part, but that would be far too easy for Max and Liz...come on now! Plus, I would have no where to go and I want to drag this story out for as long as possible, if that’s all right with you folks!|
“M-Max?” Liz uttered again. She couldn’t believe what she had just seen. Max had pushed Sean, more like thrown his across an alley. The weird thing was the extremely bright flash of light that seemed to carry Sean over there. Liz was baffled. “What’s going on?”
Max began to panic. He wondered stupidly how much she had really seen, but he knew he would be dreaming if she hadn’t seen his little light show.
“Liz-” He couldn’t muster up an explanation that would explain clearly enough what Liz had just seen. ‘A bolt of lightning?’ Yeah right, the sky was clear as day for a lovely starry night. “It’s not what it looks like....” ‘Sure it is...’ he thought to himself. He was about to continue when he saw Liz’s facial expression change from fear to terror. Something was wrong. Max looked down at his body to see if he was glowing, and when he was satisfied he wasn’t, he turned to find Sean regaining consciousness among the trash cans that had broken his fall. Max wondered briefly how any person could survive that, it was a huge burst of energy that Max had had no control over whatsoever. He was shocked Sean didn’t have a hole the size of Montana in his chest. Max was pulled out of his wonderment when he noticed the flash of metal in Sean’s hand.
Max suddenly became aware of how weakened the blast had made him. Using that much energy had drained his power supply and he was defenseless. This didn’t go unnoticed by Liz, who momentarily forgot what Max had done when she noticed he was in danger.
“Get up here! He’s going to regain his bearings any minute, Max!” Liz hollered down, waving Max up frantically.
Max sent up a prayer of thanks to whatever supreme being had just shown its power and rushed up the fire escape ladder. Once to safety, Max pulled the ladder up so Sean wouldn’t be able to reach. It took a while to retract the ladder, since it had obviously been a long time since the ladder hadn’t had constant contact with the ground, but the rust gave way and the ladder came up with a groan in the nick of time. Max leaned against the wall momentarily to catch his breath and turned to face Liz slowly. She was standing stiffly in the middle of the balcony, looking ready to dive off the edge at any moment rather than stay up there with whatever she had just discovered Max was. In a word, she was cautious.
“Liz...” He began again, trying to explain what she had seen. He took a step toward her, and she took one back towards the wall. Max advanced again and Liz made the same move backwards. They continued this Cowardly Tango until Liz found herself backed against the brick wall of her home. Max reached out to touch her and she flinched. Max dropped his arm.
“I know this must be a little strange, but if you could--” Liz cut him off.
“Strange? STRANGE?! I come out here to see you fighting with the scary psycho stalker in the middle of the night OUTSIDE MY WINDOW, only to see him go flying fifty feet through the air into the pile of garbage in which, I might add, he belongs...and all you can say is this must be STRANGE?! Thats the most descriptive adjective you could muster up to explain this situation? Because I, personally, was thinking more along the lines of blinding panic or, “gee Liz, you better head for the hills...” I don’t know, maybe awkward at least, but I think most prominent at the moment is pee-your-pants-type-terror.” Liz vented, finishing and taking a deep and shuddering breath.
Max was ready to cry. The last thing in the world he had ever wanted was for Liz to be scared of him, and now, here he was, in the worst fright scenario of them all, ‘better make that second worst, the VERY worst is just coming.’ Max mentally corrected. He licked his lips nervously. “Please don’t be scared of me, Liz...” Max pleaded.
“No! I have every right to be soiling myself right now! You just made someone fly through the air like a circus artist! Fear is the only thing keeping me grounded right now since my system is telling my head to spin around and explode, so you better fucking settle with me being scared!” Liz screamed. She was slowly regaining her bearings and calming down through her rants. Liz swallowed and took a deep breath, preparing to ask the question currently running through her mind. She raised her eyes to meet his.
“What....who are you?” Liz asked, afraid of the answer, yet dying to know. She pushed her back against the wall firmly, in an attempt to stay as far away as possible, wanting to be part of it at the moment.
“I’m Max Evans, I’m your best friend, I’m eighteen years old and I’ve known you since we were in diapers, we were in braces and headgear together...I decapitated your cabbage patch doll on accident when we were five..I’m a capricorn who enjoys science..I’manalienandI’minlovewithyou.” Max finished quickly in one breath.
Liz blinked, trying to absorb the last sentence of his explanation. ‘Great time to tell me about your feelings, Max.’ Liz could feel tears welling up in her eyes and she began to shake her head.
“No...no, you’re not” Liz said, obviously in denial about Max’s “status”
“I know its hard to believe, but if you thi--”
“No! No you’re not! There’s no such thing as aliens! It’s against every study and law of the universe and they don’t exist! You’re some kind of evil demon or hallucination from some weird mushrooms of something! Oh!! You’re really a blob that can change its shape to have the ability to look like Max with that stubble and those...those big ears!!” Liz said, beginning to back away.
“Are they really big?” Max asked, covering his ears with his hands.
“This isn’t funny! Ok?!” Liz yelled, tripping over her lawn chair in the process and falling on her butt. Max instinctively bent to help her up, grabbing her gently by the upper arm and pulling her to her feet.
“Don’t touch me!!” She screamed, shrugging his hand off and moving so the lawn chair was between them.
Max was more than hurt, he wasn’t even allowed to touch Liz. Max tried to bring Liz out of her rant with an explanation.
“Liz, please just listen, your explanation is more atrocious than my reality. A blob? Look at me! I’m solid flesh and bone....please just give me a few minutes to explain myself and my actions.” Max pleaded.
Liz didn’t respond to his pleas. Instead, she just stood there impatiently with her arms crossed. Max took this to be her consent and began quickly before she had time to change her mind. ‘Sorry Michael.’ he thought to himself. ‘There’s no other way.’
“Ok....I was born on Earth, but I was in the 1947 crash. But I really am only 18 years old. See, during the crash and for years after, I was in some sort of incubation pod and I hatched looking like any normal kid. The Evanses found me wandering on the side of the road and adopted me. You see, Liz, I’m still the exact same person you grew up with, I’m still the boy 2 houses down and across the street. You have to believe me, Liz.” Max finished, looking up at her. He had decided to leave Michael and Isabel out of the mix for now for their safety in case Liz couldn’t be trusted, which Max doubted. He trusted Liz with his life, and now his faith in her was going to be put to the test.
Liz was quiet in processing this new information about Max’s heritage. She looked up to meet his eyes. “Why...how did you...send Sean flying?” Liz asked apprehensively.
“I don’t know....that’s never happened, I mean, I’ve been able to do stuff like that, but its never happened against my will before. My emotions were just running so high and he got me so angry that I...” Max trailed off and made an exploding motion with his hands, spreading them apart in an arc. “Liz, please, you have to believe me when I say that I would never hurt you....I’ve thought about telling you a thousand times.” Max said with a desperate look in his eyes.
Liz became more alert from hearing that last part. “Then why didn’t you?” Liz asked in a slightly hurt manner.
Max looked down, averting his eyes and darting them back and forth, as if he were looking for an answer that wouldn’t sound as cheesy as the reason he had always had for keeping his secret. He looked up again and sighed. “Because I didn’t want to lose you.” He admitted quietly. “But if you think back, there have been a lot of times when I almost have.” Max said.
“Like when?” Liz couldn’t recall any past incidents with flying exes.
Max was taken aback. He didn’t think she’d actually want an example. He thought quickly, trying to dredge up old memories. He suddenly remembered.
“Like when we were 6 and you were just learning to ride your bike and you fell off...you hit your head and were unconscious, and I didn’t know what to do, so I healed you...you woke up and...”
“I thought you were an angel or I was dreaming because my head didn’t hurt.” Liz touched the scar above her eye in remembrance and was struck with a thought.
“Why didn’t you..”
“Heal that?” Max asked, pointing at her scar. “Because I was little and healing you took a lot out of me.....I didn’t have the energy, but I was torn up about it, I remember not wanting your face to be flawed.” Max recalled with a half smile.
“I remember when you woke up you thought you were dead...” Max said, caught up in the moment.
Liz thought back with a smile but then shook herself free of the reverie. “H-How did you know that? I never said that out loud.....did you read my mind or something?” Liz asked, suddenly feeling violated.
“No! No, I don’t read minds...when I healed you I made this...connection, and suddenly it was like we were two people in the same body...I could hear and feel what you were thinking and feeling.” Max put out desperately.
“So...what? You messed with my emotions? Made me feel for you or something? Did you make me love you?” Liz asked, voice cracking at the thought of all of her feelings being controlled by an alien.
Max began to panic. “No! Liz...I can’t do things like that! I’m not a manipulator....please, Liz...I don’t want to lose you...I can’t. Don’t be afraid of me, I haven’t changed at all...I’m still Max Evans!” Max paused. “I can prove it to you.” He said.
“How?” Liz asked, relieved that Max hadn’t planted all of the feelings inside of her.
“I can let you connect, let you see me.” Max offered. Liz looked apprehensive.
“I promise I won’t hurt you.” He added. Liz hesitated, then slowly nodded. Max sighed with relief that he was slowly gaining her trust back.
“I have to touch you.” Max said to make sure she was okay with physical contact.
“Ok.” She said quietly.
Max took a step toward her, closing the distance between them until she was less than arms length away. He slid his hands onto either side of her face and made eye contact with her, beginning to focus his energy on Liz and the connection between them. Liz took a deep breath and felt herself fall into Max’s eyes. Before she had realized, she was in. Liz was hit with a surge of emotions accompanied by a rush of images.
Liz and Max meeting each other for the first time. Liz could feel Max’s happiness tinged with a sense of loneliness and recluse.
Liz falling off of her bike. Max’s panic and fear at the thought that Liz wouldn’t wake up. His elation at her opening her eyes, followed by his sadness and feeling of failure that he couldn’t heal the cut on her head.
Max’s fear on the first day of school, but comfort when he felt Liz’s hand in his and saw her smile at him
Liz was bombarded with memories and feelings from their childhood up until the current moment.
Max’s anger boiling over when he saw Sean hurting Liz that day in the Crashdown when he showed up.
Pain and anguish when he thought Liz loved Sean.
Diane Evans showing up when Max and Liz were making out in his bedroom, accompanied by Max’s worry that he wouldn’t be able to see Liz again.
Sean’s threats. Max’s extreme protectiveness of Liz
Max’s hate for Sean when Sean was trying to get Max angry by talking about Liz, his panic when he noticed Liz had seen them, and his sadness when she wouldn’t let him touch her.
The images and feelings came faster and faster until Liz couldn’t decipher one memory from the other, couldn’t tell if Max was sad or happy. She was overwhelmed with Max’s care and emotion. Through the entire connection, the one thing that was always most prominent was Max’s extreme love for her. Max broke the connection then and Liz burst into tears and hugged him. She felt Max sag against her and she caught him from falling.
“Max? What’s wrong?” Liz asked worriedly, trying to keep him conscious.
Max leaned against her as she led them inside to her room, staggering under his weight. Max tried to sit up.
“I should go....” Max said, attempting to get himself out of Liz’s bed, which felt very comfortable at the moment.
“No, Max.” Liz said, pushing him down with ease. “What’s wrong?”
“The connection...strong, drained my powers....so tired.” Max babbled, trying again to get out of bed.
“No. Stay.” Liz said, keeping a hand on his chest. She tried to sort out what Max was saying....powers? Of course! The connection had been overwhelming on his side too! He had had to live all of those memories over again and the last of his energy had been drained. Liz decided then and there not to let Max out of her sight for the night, not with Sean possibly lurking in the shadows. Max would be far too vulnerable in his current state to deal with Sean.
Liz looked back down at Max. He had fallen asleep and was snoring lightly. Liz laughed quietly and took his shoes off. It looked like another sleep over. Liz crawled next to him in bed and put his arm around her shoulders, resting her head on his shoulder and letting his heartbeat lull her to sleep. The sound of Max’s steady heart caused Liz to realize that Max was as human as ever, and that he still needed her. Liz snuggled more deeply into him and fell asleep with a smile on her face, content in the moment. Right before she dozed off, she felt Max’s arm tighten around her.
“Thank you.” He whispered.
I know...I know, the ending's a bit weak, but come on, it just had to be sappy after a part like that...I know it really resembled the pilot and EOTW for a few minutes there, but I just love those two scenes from the show! They're just so Max and Liz! So write back with feedback PLEASE!
Thanks for reading!
|posted on 9-Mar-2002 1:41:35 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Ok, here's the deal, I'm working on part 13, so don't think I haven't abandoned this fic...quite the contrary...I was also hoping for an opinion on this new fic idea that I have, I was reading the "Count of Monte Cristo" and I suddenly was inspired to put some Roswell in it as I read...so what do you think about that kinda fic? Feedback please|
|posted on 9-Mar-2002 9:10:18 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Hey folks!! Thanks for the feedback...it really keeps me going, and since you guys loved the sap (most of you, those who didn't are gonna need a barf bucket for this part) this part is chock full o' sappy goodness!!|
Liz woke up to someone tucking hair behind her ear. She purred and leaned her face into the person’s hand. She opened her eyes to find Max smiling at her.
“Morning, gorgeous.” Max said, still grinning.
“Mmmmm....” Liz mumbled sleepily, stretching luxuriously, then turning back to face Max again.
“Hi again.” He smiled.
Liz giggled. “Hi yourself.” She and Max sat there, smiling for what seemed like forever until Max decided to break the silence.
“So...” He began.
“So...” She replied. Liz thought over the night’s events. Max was an alien. She still had trouble digesting that fact. He still looked and felt like the same person. She never would have guessed that he wasn’t human.
“What are you thinking?” Max asked.
“What?” Liz asked in a dazed manner.
“You kinda looked like you were in deep thought or something, are you okay?” Max asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
“What? No, I’m fine....I was just....thinking about stuff.” Liz said, avoiding Max’s eyes and looking at nothing in particular.
“Thinking about me?” Max guessed.
“You wish.” She said, playfully shoving his shoulder.
Max grinned back with a chuckle, but then became serious again. “You know what I mean....so were you?” Max asked.
“Yeah, its just......now that I think about it, you’re not the Max I know, you’re this completely different....being.” Liz said, looking him in the eyes, hoping he could make her feel better some way.
Max’s eyes softened. “You’re wrong, Liz, I’m exactly the same person I’ve always been, just with some new things about me you’ve never known added, but I am still exactly the same as yesterday and the day before. I haven’t changed at all, I’ve just become more honest with you.” Max tried to explain.
Liz pondered what he had just said for a few moments and decided he was right. She knew deep down that Max would never hurt her intentionally, and she respected the fact that he had waited so long to tell her. He took a leap of faith last night and it had turned out for the better in the end.
Max noticed that Liz most likely needed a few hours to process what had just happened and sat up. Liz followed him.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“I’ve gotta get home....you really need to think about all of this and how you want me to fit into your life now, and I’ll bet my parents are really worried by now, so I’ve gotta get going anyway...I’ll see ya later.” Max said, standing up. Liz grabbed his hand, looking up at him.
“You’re right, Max....I do need to process some things about you and what happened last night, but I want you to know that I still want you in my life exactly as it was before....maybe more.” Liz said softly. “I just thought you’d want to know that.” She added.
Max kissed her forehead and crawled out the window. Liz got out of bed with a sigh and headed for the bathroom to shower.
~~~~~Later that day~~~~~
Max approached Michael’s apartment door with apprehension. He had been dreading this moment all day and knew that things were about to get rough, but he knew that it wouldn’t be fair to tell Michael as soon as possible that he had told someone about them.
Max knocked timidly and shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he waited impatiently for Michael to answer the door, suppressing the urge to run more than once. Michael finally opened the door rubbing his eyes sleepily.
“Hey.” He said with a yawn.
“Hey, can I come in? We need to talk.” Max asked, folding his hands in front of him to stop them from fidgeting.
“Yeah, sure.” Michael said, stepping out of the way to let Max in.
Max walked into the room and began pacing up and down. Michael took this as a signal that he had better sit down, because Max only paced when he was upset.
“What’s up?” Michael asked, relaxing on the sofa.
“I...I uh, ItoldLiz.” Max blurted out.
Michael shook his head to clear out his ears. ‘Did he just say....nah.’ He thought. MIchael asked again to clarify what Max had just said.
“Excuse me? Could you repeat that?” Michael asked, praying that Max hadn’t said what he hoped he didn’t.
Max took a deep breath. “I told Liz.” Max said, not getting to the worst of the story yet and already noticing that Michael was upset.
“What? Why?” Michael asked, looking at Max pointedly.
Max began pacing more furiously. His hands began to motion as he spoke. “I told Liz that we...I mean I...I’m an alien.” Max said, looking up.
“Just you? What about me and Iz? What are we, nonexistent?” Michael asked.
“No, I just left you two out in case Liz totally flipped. I didn’t want to get you two in trouble if I didn’t have to, so I just left you two out of the story for now.” Max explained.
“So how did you go about telling her? Hi honey, I’m an alien and Sean is blackmailing me with this dark secret I’ve been witholding from you for 18 years? I’m sorry about that by the way?” Michael asked, getting upset.
“Not exactly.” Max said, flinching away from Michael, preparing to tell him what else happened.
“What did you do?!” Michael asked, notcing Max’s retreating body langauage.
“Its Sean, he got me so mad, and I...kinda...blew up, literally.” Max said.
“You killed Sean?!!!” Michael yelled, standing up angrily.
“No!! I just sort of sent him flying across the alley behind Liz’s house and she saw and then she brought me up to her room cuz she saw Sean getting back up, which, by the way is just baffling because that blast should have killed him, I had no control over my powers, but anyway, she saw me blast him and then asked what I was and I told her.” Max rambled, spilling the entire story.
Michael flopped down in partial relief that they didn’t have some unexplainable alien murder on top of their secret becoming exposed. He sighed, regaining his control over his anger.
“So how did she take it?” Michael asked apprehensively, afraid of the answer.
Max cocked his head. “Surprisingly well, I think we can trust her.” Max said, regaining confidence.
“Max, we can’t trust anyone!! That’s been our motto! Just because you love this girl doesn’t mean you can blast her stalker and then spill your alien secret!! It’s just not done!” Michael lectured.
“Oh, don’t give me that speech, Michael, you know you would have done the exact same thing if that were Maria!” Max defended himself.
Michael stopped mid-angry pace to consider that point. As much as he hated to admit it, Max was most likely right. Michael had thought about telling Maria time and time again.
“Ok, so you’re right, but I haven’t told Maria, and that’s what makes our two scenarios different!” Michael said in his defense.
“Well maybe you should!! What kind of a relationship is one without trust? You dont’ know how she would take it! People can surprise you!” Max put forward.
“Yeah Max, and then we can go and tell the press! What do you think they’ll say? Ok, welcome to Roswell? Hell, lets tell the FBI! They’d love that!” Michael said sarcastically, taking a menacing step toward Max. Max stood his ground.
“You know that’s not what I’m saying we do, Michael, I’m only saying that there are people out there that we can trust and maybe we should let them in!” Max said.
Michael was fuming. He was always less willing to tell the secret than Max, and now Max had blown it. “Max, how do you honestly know that we can trust Liz?”
“I don’t know,I just......I just have this feeling that we can trust her, that she won’t turn away.” Max said, sounding slightly frustrated with the fact that Michael couldn’t take the news.
“Max, you better give me something better than a feeling if I’m gonna ever speak to you again.” Michael said warningly.
“Look! I just know, OK?! I’ve told Liz and I’m glad I have, alright? I came here hoping you’d take this like a man and not some immature toddler but that was obviously too much to ask, so I’m leaving until you grow up!” Max scolded, heading for the door.
“Max...wait! Look, I’m just worried that you’re putting too much stock into Liz’s keeping the secret.....but you’ve always been the leader our entire lives and I’m not going to be the one to change that, so you have my approval.” Michael said, giving in.
“Thank you, Michael.....I think you should tell Maria, because sooner or later I know she’s going to find out and it would sound lots better coming from you.” Max said, closing the door behind him, leaving Michael alone.
Michael picked up the phone and dialed Maria’s number.
Liz was out on her balcony wrapped up in a blanket in her lawn chair looking at the stars in an entirely new light. The universe seemed so much larger to her now that she knew that there was life out there on planets other than earth. It was overwhelming to know, to say the least.
Max looked up at Liz’s fire escape ladder with a sigh. He hoped to God that she wouldn’t suddenly come to her senses and realize that Max was some repulsive creature and run away. He didn’t think he could take that, not after the day he had had. After is failed visit with Michael, Max had returned home to tell Isabel the less than exciting story. She took it about as terribly as Michael had, but she had also accepted his decision and the end and Max had let her ponder telling Alex. After that, Max had wandered around town for a few hours and found himself in front of the Crashdown. He had decided that he needed some cheering up after the day’s events, and had decided to see Liz, bringing him to this moment. Max crawled up the fire escape to find Liz staring at the stars in awe. Max smiled to himself, drinking in the moment, how Liz looked like a small child who had just discovered the stars for the first time and was in amazement. Max decided to make himself known.
“Hey.” He said, hoisting himself over the edge of the balcony.
Liz jumped, staring at Max. “Oh my god....hey don’t do that again! You know, normal people use doors.” Liz said in a playful scold while trying to get her heartrate back down.
“Sorry about that...what were you looking at?” Max inquired, looking up.
“Nothing really, I was just sort of pondering.” Liz said, looking at Max’s profile as he looked longlingly at the stars.
Max made an “oh that’s interesting noise” and continued looking at the sky, obviously thinking about something.
“Do you miss it?” Liz asked, causing Max to look down at her inquiringly.
“Miss what?” Max asked, confused.
Liz pointed up. “Home.” She clarified, almost afraid of the answer.
Max shook his head regretfully, sitting down beside her on the chair. “No, I don’t...in order to miss it I’d have to remember it, and I don’t.” Max said, hanging his head.
“Oh.” Liz replied softly. “I’m sorry to bring it up.” She said.
“Hey, you didn’t know better, I should have expected you to have questions.” Max answered.
“Now that you bring it up, I kind of do....If that’s ok.” Liz began, getting a nod from Max and his full attention. “Ok...um, where do you come from?” Liz asked a seemingly easy question.
“I don’t know, like I said, when the ship crashed, I wasn’t born yet.” Max answered simply, preparing for the next question.
“O...K....uhm, do you have any...family that’s like...you?” Liz asked, trying to word the question appropriately.
“Yeah, Michael and Isabel are....” Max trailed off, trying to indicate their also less-than-humanness.
“kay....that answers that question.....what are your powers?” Liz questioned, truly intrigued by his answers.
“Well, we can connect with people, like you and I do, Isabel can see dreams, but only if she wants to, so don’t worry about that, I’ve warned her about going into yours...Michael can, well, Michael doesn’t really have a specific power, he just kinda...blows stuff up, but he has to be mad.” Max explained, knowing he sounded like an idiot not knowing a thing about his heritage.
“And what about you?” Liz asked.
“I can heal people, like your head when we were little...and that’s not even all of our powers, we are constantly discovering new things about ourselves that we didn’t know we had the capacity to do.” Max finished.
“Capacity?” Liz was confused.
“Well, I don’t know a whole lot in this area, but....we’re hybrids of alien and human genes, alien minds in human bodies, so I’m not really a “little green man.” “ Max said with an amused smile. “I have a human brain in essence, but its just advanced a couple thousand years, so I can do these things that you can’t because you have a more primitive brain.” Max explained.
“Ok...so you’re like a normal person with a few modifications.” Liz repeated.
“If that’s the way you think, than yeah I am.” Max said, slightly amused.
“Cool.” Liz said, letting out a breath.
“No more questions?” Max asked, partially disappointed.
“Nope, you’ve pretty much covered everything.” Liz said.
“Can I ask you a question?” Max asked apprehensively.
“Sure.” Liz said, turning to face him.
“Can I kiss you?” Max inquired with a serious look.
Liz smiled and nodded, and Max leaned in, running his hands through Liz’s hair and kissing Liz slowly and lovingly, pouring his emotion into the moment. Liz responed by putting her hands on Max’s shoulders and opening her mouth to let Max in more fully. Max accepted her invitation quickly, sliding his tongue along hers and leaning her back onto the chair. As their kiss became more and more heated, Liz was hit with a barrage of images from their childhood, from the first bus ride to the first kiss to the time when Liz’s grandmother died. The images came more rapidly and Liz soon became overwhelmed, breaking the kiss to catch her breath.
“What was that?” Max asked, having seen the flashes also.
“You saw it too?” Liz asked between gasps of air.
“Yeah.” Max said, running his hands through her hair, having to touch her.
“Has that ever happened before? Like with....with Tess?” Liz spat out her name. ‘Way to kill the mood, Liz.’ She thought to herself.
Max shook his head. “No, never....whenever Tess and I....all I could think about was you, so I guess I never really wanted to open up to her the way I did to you last night.” Max reasoned.
“Open up? Like connect?” Liz asked, shaking her head in confusion.
“Yeah, I guess when I let you see me last night I opened up this barrier between us, and now it won’t close...I can feel what you feel when we get intense like this...its amazing.” Max sighed, then got serious, looking Liz in the eye. “It is amazing, isn’t it?” He asked, afraid he had gotten too excited.
“Yeah, its beyond words, I guess this is what love feels like.” Liz giggled.
Max shook his head. “I think this goes deeper than love...this is like a soulmate type thing or something....I don’t know...Liz, the way I feel about you goes beyond just love...I don’t know how to explain it.” Max said. “And I know how sappy that sounds, but its true.....you’re the only person who has ever made me feel so....human.” Max finshed softly, looking into Liz’s teary eyes.
Liz began to cry at Max’s words. She had never thought in a million years that someone could make her feel so special, like she mattered in someone’s life so much. Max hugged Liz to his body and let her cry on his shoulder until she fell asleep. Max lifted her into his arms, kissing her on her crown lovingly and crawling rather akwardly through her bedroom window to tuck her in. Max set her on her bed and pulled the covers over her and began to walk away, holding her hand lingeringly. He let it drop and heard Liz moan in protest in her sleep. Max paused, waiting for her to wake up, but she only snuggled into the place he had slept last night. Max crawled throught the window with a loving smile and headed home.
Sean watched Max Evans from the darkness of the alley corner. He felt repulsed by Max’s happiness and knew that the war for Liz was far from over. However, Sean would let them ride out their little honeymoon period until he was back up to full strength. After then, Max’s time was up and the rules of this little game would change.
Thanks again for the fb!! I hope this story is still holding you guys' interest because its getting more and more fun and easy to write and I'm beginning to think its gonna turn to some piece of crap cuz I'm enjoying myself too much!! Feedback pleeez!
|posted on 15-Mar-2002 10:27:08 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|I know I haven't been around but my school made it to state basketball, so I was out of town and away from the computer for a few days, plus I've had a tad bit of writer's block, so I'm trying to filter out the bad and type up the good....but there is one huge chunk of good news with this sad little post....I've got a FIVE DAY WEEKEND!! yahoo! So expect an update in the near future!!|
PS: Thanks for the bump, applebybehr!!
|posted on 16-Apr-2002 6:22:40 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|I'm back!! Contrary to popular belief...I AM alive and didn't fall off of the face of the earth, I just had to take a break and think long and hard about how these parts are going to play out. I felt rejuvinated after a little vacation time in which I got a VERY nice tan by the way, but nobody wants to hear that, so here it the long awaited for part 14!!!|
It was night by the time Maria had hung up after her conversation with Michael and gotten ready to head over to his apartment. She was a little wigged about the lack of detail Michael had included in his cryptic call, with the main message being “I wanna talk about something important.” Maria was amazed how Michael managed to stretch 6 words into an hour’s worth of pointless babbling.
Taking a deep breath, she knocked on Michael’s door, which was opened swiftly to reveal a very eager-looking Michael, causing Maria to be thrown a little off by his strange behavior. Michael waved her in and Maria entered apprehensively, hoping against hope that this wasn’t the big “its not you, its me” breakup conversation. ‘He wouldn’t invite me over to break up.’ She assured herself.
Maria kept the conversation light, beginning with a cheery greeting and a laid back demeanor.
“So what’s up? Wait, lemme guess, you invited me over to give me all of your laundry...no...you’re finally getting a hair cut!!” Maria joked.
“Maria, shut up, this is really important.” Michael said seriously.
Maria sat down in shock. Michael had told her to shut up before, but it had been lighthearted, not like this.
“Wow, that serious, huh?” Maria gulped, thinking of the worst. ‘He’sgonnabreakupwithmeHe’sgonnabreakupwithmeHe’sgonnabreakupwithme.’ becoming her mental mantra.
Michael saw the worried look on Maria’s face and knelt down in front of her, taking her hands in his.
“Maria, I have to tell you something that’s really hard for me to say, so just lemme finish before you--” Michael began, Maria soon cut him off.
“OH MY GOD!! You ARE gonna break up with me!! You BASTARD!! What’d I do? And PLEASE don’t tell me its that “stonewall” bullshit again, or I’ll just kick your ass through that---” Maria stood up, beginning to vent before Michael sat her down and interrupted her ramble before things got violent.
“MARIA!! First, I’m not breaking up, second, didn’t I just say NOT to interrupt?” Michael scolded, looking her in the eye. He felt her calm slightly and decided it was safe to go on.
“Ok, as I was saying, this is really tough and please lemme finish everything I have to say before you judge me or something like that, Okay?” Michael asked, receiving a nod from Maria. He took a deep breath. “Here goes nothing.” he mumbled.
“Alright...Maria, I’m not from around here....my background is rather....ethnic, you could say, and there aren’t many like me around, except for Max and Isabel...and nobody knows about us--” Maria cut him off again.
“Oh my god!!! You’re all hermaphrodites!! That’s it!! That’s the big deep difficult secret!!” Maria said, covering her mouth.
“Maria, I’m NOT a hermaphrodite, I thought you of all people would realize I’m ALL man, but that’s beside the point--” Maria interrupted again.
“ALL MAN?! What’s that supposed to mean? You haven’t gotten that lucky mister...and if you think this little speech is gonna....” Maria began rambling and Michael found that being blunt was the only way to spill the secret before he turned 90.
“Maria, I’m an alien.” Michael said, looking at Maria for a response.
“....God, that is so typical, “all man”...” Maria mimicked in a macho voice, but then sobered up and stared at Michael. “Scuse me? I didn’t think I caught that last part. Stop me if I’m wrong, but you just said you were an alien?” Maria asked increduously.
“Yeah.” Michael said quietly.
“Huh.” Maria grunted, then began searching her pockets frantically.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked, noting her frantic behavior.
“Where the hell is it?! It was in here this morning when the Cafe was totally busy and I was using it like crazy....where the hell did it go?!!” Maria exclaimed in a frustrated voice.
“Maria, calm down and sniff some cedar oil.” Michael said soothingly.
“What the fuck do you think I’m looking for?!” Maria exclaimed, standing up and shoving her hands more deeply into the pockets of her jeans, attempting to find her smelling oils. “If I don’t find it, I swear to God....” Maria mumbled, still searching.
“Maria, you’ve checked that pocket 5 times in the last 30 seconds, I don’t think you’ve got any oils with you.” Michael said, taking her hands in his and leading her to the sofa. “Just sit down and try to take deep breaths.” Michael said, handing her a paper bag, adding “just in case.” Maria took it gratefully, breathing deeply into the bag. After about 3 minutes, Maria regained her bearings and looked at Michael in an entirely new light.
“I would understand if you need sometime to process all of this....this isn’t exactly your run-of-the-mill characteristic you look for in a man.” Michael offered softly.
Maria started shaking her head. “I knew it...I just knew it...leave it to me to not have that “perfect man” on Earth...no..he has to travel millions of miles from some unknown planet...there has to be something extremely wrong with me, or this is the worst example of God’s sense of humor.” Maria sighed.
Michael couldn’t help but smile slightly at her reasoning. “So, are you okay with this? You’re not freaked or anything?” He asked hopefully.
“I believe freaked is an understatement, and since I’m Teflon babe and am a little high from the hyperventilation, the terrified-to-shit phase has kicked the bucket.” She stated calmly.
“But what about the freaked part?” Michael asked apprehensively.
“I think we’ve passed the “freaked” phase and are now moving into the land of denial....but until that wears off, it looks like you’re stuck with me, Spaceboy.” She concluded with a grin.
~~~~~Later, at the Crashdown~~~~~
Maria walked in the front entrance, sounding the bell and made a beeline for the booth containing Liz and Alex, the latter of which looked a little dumbfounded. Maria plopped down with a sigh and noted Alex’s slouched appearance.
“So.....you too, huh?” Maria said in an exhausted voice.
“Yeah. How are ya handling it?” Alex asked, rotating his soda glass on the table.
“Still adjusting. Its like this really bad dream or something....how bout you Liz?” Maria asked, nodding in Liz’s direction.
“I’m fine with it, I trust Max...I know he’d never hurt me.” Liz said seriously.
“All the power to ya, chica, I just wish I had your ability to trust easily...this is just weird.” Maria responded.
“Come on, Maria...think about it...we live in Roswell....anyone who lives here and is completely normal is a paradox...its not like we didn’t see it coming.” Liz explained.
“I can see your reasoning, but can you honestly tell me that you thought Max was an alien prior to this little bit of info he sprung on you?” Maria defended.
“Well...no...but” Liz lost her bearings momentarily. “But its not like they’re suddenly going to spring antennae and eat us for dinner...they’re the same people we grew up with.” Liz stated.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right, but its like we’re in this totally different world now.” Alex piped up.
“Amen to that, brother.” Agreed Maria, taking a drink of Alex’s soda.
“So how’d they tell you?” Alex asked with a nod in Maria’s direction.
“Michael invited me over and just kinda sprung it on me....I have to say, its relieving to know he isn’t a hermaphrodite.” Maria stated, studying the tabletop.
“Same here, minus the whole hermaphrodite part.” Alex said.
“What about you Liz? Did Max serenade you or do something cheesy to break it to you the nice way?” Maria teased.
“No...he kinda used his powers on Sean.” Liz said, looking down.
“Wait a minute...what?!” Maria said, sitting up with excitement.
“I don’t know all of it, I just saw Max send this blast of white light straight into Sean’s chest, he flew across the alley, but I was expecting him to have a whole the size of North America in his torso.” Liz explained.
“Wow....so wait, Sean was okay?” Alex asked with doubt.
“Yeah, and that’s the weird part. Max was telling me that he had no control over his powers and everything went into that blast, he’d never done it before. I mean, you guys should have seen him afterwards, he could barely stand, Max was so drained, it was like Max himself couldn’t withstand the shot, I have no idea how Sean did.” Liz finished with amazement, centering her glass of soda in front of her and turning it in her hands.
Alex shuddered. “That story give anyone else the wiggins?” He asked.
“Something doesn’t make sense.” Maria stated in full-on detective mode.
“What do you mean?” Liz asked, looking up.
“Well if Max couldn’t stand the blast, Sean should have been a splatter on the wall...and he got up again shortly afterward and attacked Max, right?” Maria asked, looking to Liz for confirmation.
“Yeah, he couldn’t have been down longer than 3 minutes, after that, he was at it again, jumping at Max....totally unfazed.” Liz added.
“Right.” Maria continued. “So either Sean’s superman, or there’s something missing in this picture.” Maria said pensively, receiving a nod from both and thoughtful looks around the table.
Suddenly, Maria was struck with an epiphany.
~~~~~Backflash to Sean’s first day at the Crashdown~~~~~
******“Sean Liz’s-boyfriend-in-Florida Sean? What the hell is he doing here?” Maria exclaimed.******
******”There’s something that looks wrong in that picture.” Isabel said.******
******”You know, normally I would be all excited and stuff and pleased to meet him, but he’s just....off.” Maria said.******
******“I still can’t believe you flew all the way over here, what were you thinking?” Liz asked, slightly suspicious.
“I just missed you so much, Liz, I really needed to see you.” Sean said.******
******It was at that moment that Max decided to come back in after a long shower and a well-rehearsed speech when he saw that Liz was being attacked by some stranger.
Michael, Maria, Isabel, and Alex, began to rush over to Liz’s aid, but Max was faster than any of them, approaching the booth with fists clenched and flinging Sean across the room in a rage.******
******I’m a little creeped out, ya know? He’s never done anything like this before....I just mentioned your name and he snapped.” Liz explained******
******”Is she on drugs or something?” Michael asked.
“That’s it! She said earlier she met him at a party! He put rufees in her drink and now she’s in love with him or something!!” Maria said.******
“Oh my god, thats it!!!” Maria yelled, snapping out of her reverie.
“What’s it?” Alex and Liz asked in unison, both in the dark.
“Rufees!!” Maria explained, throwing her arms out and looking expectantly for approval from her friends, who both were still plastered with a look of confusion. She sighed exaggeratedly. “Rufees!! Sean used rufees on you to make you attracted to him and then he pulled this psycho stalker thing to get you back once they wore off!” Maria explained.
“Okay, Maria? Number one: If he had used rufees on her for 3 months, Liz would have the IQ of a vegetable if she wasn’t already dead, Number two: That doesn’t explain his recovery, and Number three: that is the stupidest explanation I have ever heard!!” Alex finished.
“Calm down, both of you...I think Maria’s right.” Liz said, getting an incredulous look from Alex. She shook her head. “Not about the rufees, about the falling in love thing. This summer, all I could think about was him and how happy he made me, I redefined the word “whipped”, and then when I left and saw all you guys, the more I talked about him, the less I missed him.” Liz tried to explain.
“Liz, what are you saying?” Alex asked, leaning forward.
“I’m saying what reasonably sane person flies hundreds of miles to see a person they’ve known for 3 months and saw 9 hours before? Its weird and scary.” Liz said exasperatedly.
“I’d say he’s your average run-of-the-mill psycho, but that’s just me.” Alex shrugged.
“MIND CONTROL!!!” Maria screamed, getting various looks of question from more than just Liz and Alex. She realized her mistake and hunched over toward the center of the table. Liz and Alex followed suit.
“It all makes sense now!!” She said, suddenly filled with clarity.
“Maybe to you.” Alex stated.
Maria ignored him. “Think about it...he was all you could think about from the moment you met him, he flew hundreds of miles just to “see” “ Maria made quotation marks with her fingers. “you, and he and Max totally didn’t get along from the very beginning. Don’t you get it? It all leads up to last night when Max blasted him and he was still alive!!” Maria said, motioning with her hands vigorously.
Alex and Liz had blank looks on their faces. Maria sighed again.
“Mind control!!” She whispered. “Its like he HAS to stay with you at least every 12 hours until it wears off! Liz, you said you guys were attached at the hip all summer, right? Well, maybe that was because you became his little puppet, and he had to stay with you so the mind control wouldn’t wear off....and when you left, he couldn’t lose control so he followed you to make sure he could still play puppet master!! Don’t you guys see? Sean was controlling Liz’s mind to make her love him and forget about Max!!” Maria finished off.
Liz let everything seep in and shook her head slightly. “What are you trying to get at, Maria?” Liz asked, fully interested, but deeply confused.
“What I’m getting at is that Sean is an alien, but not like Max, Iz and Michael...I think he’s evil and he’s after you and Max.” Maria whispered solemnly.
The table fell into silence.
Thanks to DreamingofMax84 for the bump!! It's much appreciated!!
|posted on 20-Apr-2002 10:10:26 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Thanx 4 all the feedback, I'm currently working on the next part, and it should be out soon....by the way mg_ros: who recommended the story to you? I think its way cool that someone is spreading the word about this fic, it makes me proud!!|
Thanks for reading!!
|posted on 21-Apr-2002 10:37:14 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Thanks so much mg_Ros!! That's totally cool!! So here's part 15 just for you two:|
Maria looked quickly from Alex to Liz and then back again, every time the expression on their faces wouldn’t change. Maria began waving her hands, attempting to get their attention. They both finally snapped out of it. Liz was first to speak.
“Maria, what could possibly lead you to believe Sean is an alien?” Liz asked, quieting her voice at the word alien.
“Liz, don’t pull the denial stint on me, can’t you totally put the pieces together? It all makes sense if you look at it my way.” Maria explained, eyes wide.
Liz began to shake her head slowly. “No, no...its not possible..there’s no way...” Liz began to babble, trying to find a way to prove Maria wrong.
“Liz, what is so wrong with believing this is true? You don’t even like the guy...he stalks you...you and Max can’t stand the sight of him...he’s ruining your life...I thought you’d be happy to hear this theory.” Maria said with frustration in her voice.
“Actually, as much as it stuns me to say it, Maria’s got a point.” Alex piped up.
Liz looked down at her hands with shame. “I know that, but if he IS an evil....”person”...”Liz said apprehensively, looking around with paranoia. “then that means that its my fault he’s after Max...its my fault he’s here and its my fault he’s so angry. Don’t you get it? I led him here, I practically fed Max to him. I don’t know if I could handle the guilt if Sean did something to Max and it was my fault.” Liz said, her voice breaking. Maria’s eyebrows raised sympathetically and she reached over to console her.
“I’m sorry Lizzie, I had no idea you thought that way, and here I am giving you hell for being in denial...God, I feel like an ass now.” Maria said, slumping back in her seat.
“No, its ok, you couldn’t have known what I was thinking about.” Liz said, wiping her eyes and sniffling.
Alex let out a deep sigh. “So what are we going to do now?” He asked helplessly.
“I guess the best thing we could do is to tell Max and the others about it, they deserve to know, right?” Maria asked, looking at the two for approval.
Liz’s head snapped up at that idea, her eyes filled with fear. “Absolutely not!! We can’t tell them!!” Liz said worriedly, as if she were fearing for her life.
Maria and Alex were taken aback. They weren’t expecting that kind of reaction to the plan.
Alex was hesitant. “Why not, Liz? Shouldn’t they know if something is after them?”
“No!! I don’t want Max worrying over what could be nothing.” Liz stated.
“NO, Maria, we CAN’T tell them until we’re absolutely positive and have hard evidence. A theory is still just a theory until we can prove otherwise, we can’t take any chances of signaling the warning bells in the other’s heads.” Liz said.
“There goes little Miss Scientist again.” Maria said, slouching back in defeat, receiving a glare from Liz.
“So what do you suggest we do?” Alex asked, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere between Maria and Liz.
“I don’t know, lets ask the good doctor.” Maria spat out, aiming the insult at Liz.
“Oh can it, Maria!! I didn’t go around calling you names because you put forth an idea, so why are you?” Liz asked angrily, folding her arms across her chest.
“Oh, so its an idea? Because it sounded a hell of a lot like an order to me.” Maria threw back.
“Hey!! Whoa whoa whoa!!” Alex yelled, moving his hands in a calming motion. “Have you forgotten youre best friends? Don’t let something as stupid as an idea tear you two apart!!!” Alex said. Maria and Liz backed off from each other, looking down in shame like to chastised school children.
“Alex is right, I’m sorry Maria.” Liz said, looking for the favor to be returned.
“Yeah, me too, its just sometimes I feel like I’m not on the same brain level as you and it scares me, I guess I just kinda snapped back there.” Maria explained, attempting to hug Liz with a table in the way.
“Okay, while you’re made up and the tears aren’t here yet, could we get back to the problem at hand?” Alex asked, taking up the resolving position.
“Right, problem at hand...Liz said, then glanced at her watch. It was already 5:30. “Oh crap!! Max is picking me up at 6:15!! I have to get ready!” Liz said, looking at the others.
“Liz, honey, do you really think its a good idea to go to the movies right now? Sean’s out there, and we still don’t know who or what he is!” Maria said, concerned for Liz’s safety.
“Yeah, I’m aware of that, ria...but I’m not going to stop everything in my life because we have an idea of what Sean is up to...so could you guys please just respect my wishes until we’ve had more time to sort this out? If we make the others panic we could draw more attention to them...it could have a reverse affect and we don’t know what might happen.” Liz warned, standing up. Maria and Alex followed.
“I can see your point, but I’m only backing down momentarily. Keep in mind that I think this is still a bad idea.” Maria said.
“Noted.” Liz said, hugging Maria and looking to Alex for approval.
“I guess I’m with the blonde.” Alex sighed. “I won’t tell until we’ve all agreed.” He concluded.
“Thanks guys.” Liz said, kissing Alex on the cheek and running up the stairs to get ready for her date. Maria and Alex watched her go.
“Am I the only one who has serious bad vibes about not telling the others?” Maria asked.
“Nope, I’m completely with you, but we should stay loyal to Liz...but I think they’re gonna find out soon anyway, whether we like it or not, they’re gonna find out. You and I both know she can’t lie to Max.” Alex said with worry.
“Yeah, that’s what happens when you’re head over heels in love with someone: you can’t hide anything.” Maria said with a sigh as Liz disappeared from their view.
~~~~~Later that night~~~~~
Max smiled as he saw Liz come down the stairs, dressed in jeans and a red sweater. He loved her in red, he decided. Of course, Max thought, he would love her in a NASA spacesuit, it still wouldn’t change the way he felt about her. Max sighed. ‘You lovesick puppy.’ He thought to himself. His face brightened up as she approached him. “You ready?” He asked with a smile.
“Yup.” Liz agreed, settling in under his arm, which was currently around her shoulders as they walked out the door.
“So what movie do you wanna see?” Max asked as they waited in line outside the theater. Liz was currently preoccupied with playing with the fingers of his hand as it rested on her shoulder. She looked up at him with a smile.
“Doesn’t matter to me.” She said happily.
“Oh...kay...so in Liz-speak that means chick flick.” Max stated, looking up at the marquee for reference. He received a smack on the chest from Liz.
“You know me too well.” She stated.
“Yeah, I hate it too.” He got another smack.
After they had decided on seeing “The Sweetest Thing,” and were seated near the back for obvious reasons, Liz and Max made small talk while they waited for the movie to begin.
“I’m so glad we picked this movie, I’ve been dying to see it.” Liz stated, almost bouncing in her seat to see it.
“Yeah, I guess its not a total loss, I mean, Christina Applegat and Cameron Diaz are in it, at least it won’t be bad on my eyes.” Max teased in true guy fashion, receiving yet another playful smack from Liz. He ducked away.
“Hey!! That’s three times in one night!! I think this relationship is getting abusive! We may need counseling.” Max teased.
“Well I just figured your eyes would be closed for the majority of the movie.” Liz said seductively.
“Now why would I go to a movie to close my eyes?” Max asked, pretending to be clueless.
“Well, maybe so you could do this.” Liz said, grabbing his face and planting her lips firmly on his. Max responded immediately and planted his hand in her hair, licking her bottom lip, causing Liz to open her mouth and Max to take full advantage of the opportunity. Liz slid her hands up onto his shoulders and to the nape of his neck, pulling him even closer. Max massaged Liz’s tongue with his own, loving the feel of having her in his arms. He slid one hand to the hem of her sweater, eliciting a small moan from Liz. Max and Liz were jerked apart by the sudden loud drum roll of the 20th Century Fox introductory music and blushed that they were so obvious in their makeout session.
“And to think I had thought this movie was going to be boring.” Max said, going in for another kiss.
Although Max and Liz stayed for the entire movie, neither quite got the gist of the main plot: all of their attention was focused on their significant other. As the credits began to roll by and they noticed the theater was becoming noisy with the chatter about the just-shown movie, they decided to head out. Max grabbed Liz by the hand and helped her out of her seat.
“So what did you think of the movie?” Max asked, lacing his fingers through hers and leading her up the aisle.
“Oh, I thought it was quite....eventful.” Liz said with a giggle.
“Yeah, me too...except there was this girl making these little moaning noises...what do you think was going on?” Max asked.
~~~~Later, on the ride home~~~~
“So what did you do today?” Max asked, shifting gears.
“Oh, just talked to Alex and Maria about Sea--stuff.” Liz said, covering up quickly, feeling her face grow hot.
“What was that?” Max asked with edge in his voice.
“uh..nothing.” Liz said, edging as close to the door as possible.
Max pulled into the front of the Crashdown and turned off the ignition.
“Liz..” Max said with warning, like a parent who knew his child had broken the window.
Liz continued to look down.
“Liz, come on, you and I both know that you can’t lie.” Max said, causing Liz to raise her head slowly and look him in the eye.
“It was nothing...Maria just had this stupid idea that...that ah...er” Liz cleared her throat. She looked down at her folded hands, wringing the end of her shirt nervously.
“Well if it was stupid, you can tell me, then.” Max said, wanting an answer.
Liz took a deep breath. “She said....she thinks, that Sean is kinda, maybe..not human.” Liz said quietly.
“Well, don’t we all know that?” Max asked jokingly.
“Max, I’m serious.” Liz said, looking up again with resolve.
Max sobered up, his smile fading.
“What does Maria think?” Max asked, dreading the answer he already knew.
“She thinks that he’s out to kill you, and its all my fault.” Liz answered.
Thanks to all who gave feedback!! You guys have once again prompted me to put off school AGAIN just so I could write!!!
Thanks for reading!! Feedback please!
|posted on 12-May-2002 8:48:05 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Hooray! I'm back! No excuses for my absence, just laziness.....oh well....part 16!!!|
“Wait a minute...why would the fact that Sean hates me be your fault?” Max asked, extremely confused by Liz’s confession.
Liz sighed in aggravation, aware of the fact that she had no way to prove her point but knew deep down that she was right. “Its like....I don’t know, but ever since Maria figured it out...I’ve just had this feeling...”
“Feeling of what?” Max asked.
“That something might happen to you.” Liz said quietly. Max pulled her into a hug, stroking her hair reassuringly.
“Nothings gonna happen to me...it’ll be okay.” Max whispered into her ear.
Liz’s cell phone rang, breaking the two apart. Liz looked at the caller ID window.
“Its Maria” She said, before flipping the phone open and answering it.
“Hey Ria.....no, he’s right here with me, why what’s wrong...are you serious? Where are you? Okay, we’ll be there in 10 minutes--bye.” Liz said quickly, snapping the phone shut and looking up at Max’s face, reflecting his worry over the phone conversation.
“That was Maria, she said she just saw you running out of Marty’s Gas Station like a bat out of hell, but I told her you were right here with me. We’re meeting her at Michael’s apartment to get all of this straightened out, lets go.” Liz ordered. That was all it took for Max to slam the gearshift into reverse and peal into the direction of Michael’s apartment.
Once there, Max knocked anxiously on the door until Maria opened it, a look of relief passing over her face at the sight of Max and Liz safe and together.
“You guys better get in here.” Maria said, pulling them in, slamming the door and locking it shut, looking out the eye hole in paranoia.
“Okay, Liz and I get this weird phone call from Maria and we race over here....what the hell is going on?” Max asked, voice rising.
Before anyone had a chance to answer, Liz’s cell phone rang again. She answered with irritation.
“Hello?!” She asked with edge to her voice, not wanting to speak at the moment. There wasn’t a response. “Hello?!” She tried again. A familiar voice replied.
“Lizzie, so nice to hear from you again.”
“Sean?” Liz whispered. Max stiffened.
“Yes, good to know you remember my voice.”
“Not by choice....I guess my mind has a knack for remembering the voices of sick perverted freaks.....What do you want?” She asked, gritting her teeth.
“That’s not very polite, Lizzie, but I’ll let it slide since this is a business call.” Sean said, suddenly professional.
“And what kind of business would I have with you?” Liz asked, growing more and more impatient.
“Oh, the best kind.” Sean said with a smile in his voice.
“Stop with the riddles or I hang up.” Liz said bluntly.
He sighed with exaggeration. “Well, if you don’t want to learn the FUN way, I guess you should turn on your TV to channel 5 then.” Sean said.
Liz waved to Michael, indicating for him to turn on the TV. Liz watched expectantly.
“.....Once again, I’m here at the sight of Roswell New Mexico’s first robbery and murder in 30 years. Here I am standing outside of Marty’s Gas Station on Main Street, where the nightshift clerk has been found murdered and all of the money in the register missing.” The reporter stated.
“What does this have to do with me?” Liz asked Sean.
“Patience is a virtue, Lizzie, just keep watching.”
“....Local eyewitnesses have identified a suspect seen fleeing the scene at exactly 12:14 a.m. and surveillance photos have properly matched eyewitness testimony.” The reporter continued. The television showed a clip of the store’s video clip. There, even in the fuzzy, broken up, black and white video screen was none other than Max himself, robbing the store and killing the store clerk. With his bare hands.
Liz looked wildly to Max, who looked like a deer in the headlights of a semi. He was shaking his head in denial, trying to comprehend the fact that he was on a videotape killing an innocent man in a convenience store. Liz swallowed hard and spoke into the mouthpiece.
“How?” Liz asked.
“Oh, just wait and see, it’ll be coming up any minute now...you’re beau’s a celebrity!! I have a feeling America’s Most Wanted will be calling up any time now!” Sean said with a laugh.
Liz stayed on the phone and watched the rest of the report.
“....Police have identified the suspect as 18-year-old Maxwell Evans, a senior at the local High school. Family of the deceased clerk would not like the name to be released at this time. Roswell Sheriff has no comment at this time, but there is rumor flying around that there has yet to be a cause of death save for....a silver hand print on the victim’s chest....ladies and gentlemen, I am just as confused as you are.....police recommend that residents stay off of the streets and lock their doors. They are currently on the search for Max Evans and report that he may be armed and is now considered extremely dangerous--” Michael shut off the TV and looked to Max, who was trying to comprehend the situation. He was wanted for murder. Max numbly looked to Liz, as did Alex, Isabel and Maria.
Liz remembered who was on the phone and resumed her conversation.
“I don’t understand...”
“Maybe you should ask detective Maria....she was right on the ball with all of her theories and assumptions...I’m an old friend from Max’s galaxy and I’ve come to get him out of my King’s way for good. This is the best way I could think of.”
“How did I do it? You see, I’m not like Maxie-boy...I’m not at all human...I can change my form to look like anyone...even your Romeo for instance. Even that nice boy Sean you met in Florida before I killed him.” Sean explained.
Liz gasped and her eyes filled with tears.
“What do you want?” Liz asked, gulping for air, trying to gain her resolve.
“Oh, I’ve gotten what I wanted Liz, this will all play out through the government from here...I’m sure the FBI AND the police would LOVE to learn how that hand print got there. I’ll bet Max’s face is all over their computer screens right now. Its only a matter of time before the government gets their hands on him and does unspeakably enjoyable activities on him, like a living dissection, for instance.” Liz gulped down bile and dropped the phone as the images of Max on a surgical table filled her mind. She looked tearfully to Max, who picked up the phone.
“What do you want, Sean?” Max asked angrily.
Sean scoffed. “Now I thought we already established that fact, just ask your beloved Lizzie and I’ll bet she could fill you in on everything, if you had the time, which you don’t. If I could offer you some advice, I’d run if I were you. The strain of being a fugitive from the entire country on yours and Liz’s perfect little relationship would be so much more fun to see than if they just caught you.” He teased.
“Why are you doing this?!”
“Oh, now that’s my business.” Sean said, cutting Max off.
Max snapped the phone shut. “DAMMIT!!” He cried, punching his fist into the wall. He winced at the pain but didn’t think anything of it. Liz approached him and hugged him.
“What’s going on?” Alex asked. The others nodded in question.
“That wasn’t me.” Max said in reference to the video clip.
“I figured that, Maxwell.” Michael snorted.
“It was Sean....he’s a shapeshifter and he changed form so he could frame Max. You were right about everything, Maria, he’s out to get Max and now the rest of the country’s law enforcement branches are along with him.” Liz said, hugging herself to Max tightly.
“Shit! What are we gonna do?” Michael asked, standing up and running his hands through his hair.
Max looked up at Michael with a grave look on his face, putting an arm around Liz’s shoulders and squeezing her arm. He looked down at her and she nodded, knowing what his only option was.
“I have to run.”
I'm sorry it took me forever and a day to write another part, but I was stumped for a while and was working on another fic for busy work (Curse of Envy, if anyones interested---shameless plug!!) So feedback please on how you think the part went!!
Thanks for reading and for your patience!!
|posted on 22-May-2002 8:55:05 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|hey there readers!! I'm on a typing frenzy after finishing my research paper and have started part 16 for I Never Saw You Coming....since I've still got the keyboard bug I've been updating my fics and seeing how they've been doing and I'll be updating this one sometime before next tuesday, but I can't continue with Curse of Envy until my little plea for help is answered, so sorry to anyone who was reading that!!!|
|posted on 25-May-2002 9:19:00 PM by AngelDreamer86|
A chorus of “what?!” and “are you insane?!” came from Alex, Isabel, Michael, and Maria’s mouths at Max’s suggestion. Each was thinking out loud to themselves that there had to be someway around Max’s going fugitive, but eventually they all came to the same conclusion: he was right.
Michael let out a sigh. “So what’s the big plan?” he asked in a giving-up sort of tone.
Max released Liz and began to pace, wringing his hands. “Well, I don’t know really, I think I’m just going to have to pull things out of my ass as we go along....first I have to find a place to hide, somewhere where they wouldn’t expect to find me....” Max mused.
“The cabin.” Isabel blurted. Max’s head snapped up.
“The one in the middle of nowhere?” He asked. Isabel nodded her head in confirmation.
“Wait...what cabin?” Maria asked, piping up and voicing Alex, Liz and Michael’s confusion over the newly discovered hiding place.
Max looked to Maria. “Iz and I own a cabin about 140 miles out of Roswell that overlooks a lake. Its hidden deep in the woods and hardly anyone knows about it.”
“How do YOU own a cabin?” Michael asked.
“We inherited it when our grandparents died, they gave it to Max and I to own...our parents never go there so we don’t have to worry about them visiting.” Isabel explained.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Alex stated.
“We better hurry, then.” Maria warned.
Max and Liz drove silently to his house in the jeep, both contemplating over the events that were to occur in the coming days. Liz finally broke the silence.
“Why do you think he’s doing this?” Liz asked, although she already knew the reason.
“I think you know Liz....”
“I know, I guess I’m just in denial.” She sighed. “How long are you going to have to be away?” She asked, trying to hold back tears.
“I don’t know.” He said softly. “Sean has all the power right now.”
“This is all my fault.” Liz said, beginning to break down.
Max pulled over when he noticed the tears on Liz’s face. He pulled her into a tight hug and stroked her hair, whispering into her ear.
“No, its not...its my fault, if I weren’t an alien, then you would be safe and we could have a normal relationship, its because you’re linked to me that you even got involved in this mess.” Max said, tearing up also.
“No, don’t ever say that.” Liz said, hugging him tighter. “I chose to be with you and love you for who you are. I’m not going to blame you at all for whatever happens from here on in....even if I end up alone, or....dead.” She added softly.
Max pulled away and looked into her eyes, cupping her face in both hands.
“Don’t say that Liz, we’re both going to make it through this, someway or another...I won’t let anything happen to you.” Max kissed her forehead for finality.
Max resumed the drive to his house and snuck in through the window and packed as many things as possible without making enough noise to wake his parents. Liz waited expectantly outside, keeping watch for any oncoming police vehicles. Max emerged from his bedroom window with his bag in hand and grabbed Liz’s hand, leading her back to the jeep. They both hopped in and began driving on the main road.
“Max, the highway’s the other way...” Liz said, looking over her shoulder in confusion.
“I know, but the Crashdown’s this way.” he stated.
Liz looked at him with wide eyes in astonishment.
“No, Max, please don’t tell me what I think you’re going to do....”
“Liz, I have to....its not safe.” Max explained.
“No! You can’t leave me here! You made me a part of this! I’m coming with you!” She said in anger.
“Liz please don’t make this any harder than it has to be....I’m a marked man, you don’t have to be...if you disappear at the same time I do, it’ll look like a kidnapping and the town will become even angrier...besides, maybe it would be...safer...if I stayed away from you.” Max trailed off.
Liz shook her head vigorously in denial, knowing she was losing the battle. “Don’t make me do this...I can’t act like everything is normal if I don’t even know if you’re going to be safe tomorrow or in some experiment performed by the FBI” her voice broke.
Max parked in front of the Crashdown silently and went around to her side of the jeep, opening the door and offering his hand to help her out. He clenched his jaw in determination, looking her in the eyes with frustration.
Liz crossed her arms in front of her and looked ahead. “No.” she stated simply.
“Liz, you have to...for your safety, I can’t let you come along...if I were found in that cabin, the FBI would have no problem taking you along with me and I don’t want you going through that if I had the chance to prevent it...please do this...for me.” Max pleaded.
Liz softened and she looked to him. She took his hand and stepped out of the jeep. They stood there, holding hands in front of the Crashdown and staring into one another’s eyes, both delaying the inevitable. Max began to loosen his grip and Liz pulled him into a hug, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.
Max responded with equal urgency hugging her to his chest and stroking her hair. He pulled away and tilted her chin up, leaning in for a kiss. He brushed their lips together lightly, not wanting to get too heated given the current situation. Liz responded desperately, hooking her arms around his neck and pushing herself against him, trying to get closer. She opened her mouth to Max and tried to take all of him in. The kiss became more intense until Liz broke it with a whimper followed by a flow of tears. She stroked his face, trying to memorize every contour.
“Prom....promise me that you’ll come back to me...promise.” She said, voice breaking.
Max wiped the tears away with his thumbs, foreheads touching. He closed his eyes to try and regain composure but couldn’t do it.
“I promise.” He said, hugging her once again.
“I love you.” He whispered in her ear before pulling away and hopping into the jeep before she had time to respond. Liz opened her eyes to find an empty street, she felt herself breaking and allowed the tears to come, burying her face in her hands and weeping from the pain of a broken heart, Liz accepted reality.
Max was gone.
I know I haven't updated in forever and this part is short and really angsty, but I'm such a dreamer that it just had to be all teary...I wouldn't take it into offense if you all stopped reading because this part was crap...but I'll try to work on part 18 and pick up the plot again...I promise!!
Thanks for the bumps and the reads!
|posted on 26-May-2002 5:53:37 PM by AngelDreamer86|
Liz walked down the street, feeling hollow inside. She knew she was being melodramatic, but she still felt like a piece of her had been torn away. And she couldn’t help feeling a cloud of dread constantly surrounding her. Liz sped up her pace a bit and arrived at Maria’s front door, knocking frantically.
‘Please be home.....’ She thought as she bounced nervously on the step,waiting for someone to answer the door.
Maria opened the door to reveal Liz in a less-than-cheery state. Her face looked like a punching bag and Maria only needed one guess to predict what had caused Liz’s state.
“Max is gone?”
Liz began to nod and sniffle, Maria stepped out of the way and closed the door behind Liz, knowing it would take a lot more than ice cream to heal Liz’s current wounds.
Maria led Liz to her room, where both flopped down on the bed, preparing for a best friend heart-to-heart conversation. Liz picked up one of Maria’s throw pillows and began to fidget with it nervously, trying to find someway to occupy her mind. She chose to play with the tassels.
“You want to talk about it?” Maria asked gingerly. Liz nodded slightly.
“I knew it was coming....deep down I knew things could never be normal and.....I just--”
“Didn’t expect something like this?” Maria received Liz’s nod of agreement. “So when did he leave?” Maria asked.
“About fifteen minutes ago...I caught on that I wasn’t coming with him too late, I didn’t have enough time to convince him that I needed him to feel safe....God, I feel like such a whiny little girl...do I sound like it?” Liz asked, looking up to Maria’s sympathetic face.
“Not at all, sweetie, I think I would feel the same way...but there was no other way around it...you know Max was right...right?” she asked. Liz nodded again.
“I just wish it didn’t hurt so much...it seemed so easy for him to just leave me.” She stated, looking back down at the pillow.
“Liz, you’re the only thing Max thinks about...he always puts your life before his and would die if you could be safe.....you have to know that.” Maria stated, rubbing Liz’s arm soothingly.
“Yeah, I do...because that’s the exact same way I feel about him.”
“Which is exactly why you have to do what he wants, you have to act normal so nobody catches on.” Maria pushed.
“You’re right, its just going to be so hard to do that without him.”
“Which is why I’ll be here every step of the way, chica.” Maria said, hugging Liz.
~~~~~~Four days later, at school~~~~~~
Maria greeted Liz in the hallway before the lunch period began.
“Hey hun, how are you holding up?” She asked, noting that Liz looked a little better than she had 12 hours before.
“I’m doing well, slowly but surely...I figure if I just concentrate on something else it gets easier...I’m just glad its Friday. Sitting in Physics lab with an empty stool next to me isn’t very fun....ready for lunch?” Liz asked, skirting around the issue of Max.
The two greeted a somber Isabel, Michael and Alex at the usual lunch table and geared up for a less-than-laid-back conversation.
“Have you guys heard anything? You know, about the police and the hunt?” Liz asked the other four.
Isabel shook her head. “Its weird, its like the whole town is keeping it under wraps or something....everyone’s going about their business like nothing’s different, and I haven’t heard a thing about the cops or the feds.” She added.
“Do any of you guys get the feeling that there’s something else going on, that Sean’s got another trick up his sleeve?” Alex asked, leaning forward to minimize eavesdroppers.
Liz nodded vigorously. “I know what you mean....its like nothing happened and Max isn’t wanted for the murder....I say we all stay together, Sean may have wanted it all to play out like this but we can’t be sure and we can’t tell Max until we have proof...if Max thought this was all some fake setup or trap he’d come back to Roswell right away, he’d be handing himself over to the authorities.” Liz said, slipping into leader mode.
“I agree with Liz....lets just stick to the “we know nothing” plan.” Isabel said.
And with that, lunch was over and the five went about their usual daily regimen.
After school, Maria and Liz had to work the dinner shift at the Crashdown. Liz didn’t really, but she had nothing better to do with her time and she didn’t feel like sitting and pining over Max for the rest of the afternoon, so she decided to give Agnes a break and dive into her work.
Time flew by as the two served customer after customer, and before either realized, it was closing time. Maria was mopping the floor and Liz was setting up chairs.
“Ria, you know, I can take it from here, you can go home and get ready for that date with Michael you have tonight.” Liz offered, finishing up the last chair.
Maria set down her mop. “Are you sure?” She asked.
Liz shrugged. “Yeah, I mean the only thing left is to take out the trash...besides, you’d be doing me a favor, you’ve been complaining all night....now go and get some!!” Liz said jokingly, slapping Maria on the back as she headed toward the door.
“Thanks chica, you’re the best!!” Maria said, before running out the door, firing up the Jetta, and pealing away.
Liz sighed and locked the door behind Maria. She then hauled the two deluxe-size garbage bags over her shoulders and headed out the service entrance to the dark alley where the dumpsters were located, slamming the top of the dumpster shut and brushing off her hands, Liz headed toward the door but stopped in her tracks when she felt someone behind her. She turned slowly and strained to see into the shadows.
“Who’s there?” She asked into the darkness.
A person dressed in a dark hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers, sunglasses, (although it was 10:00 at night) and a baseball cap stepped out from the shadows, dipping his head and hiding his face in the process.
Liz couldn’t help but feel scared and back towards the wall, ready to run if she thought this stranger would pose a threat.
“What do you want?” She asked in a weak voice.
“Well, I was hoping you could help me out, see, I’m new in town and I can’t seem to find someone who lives here, maybe you could help me out.” The man said, stepping towards Liz.
Liz backed away more. “I don’t know if I can or not, I’m kinda busy.”
The stranger kept his face hidden. “Well, she’s pretty well-known, she’s about you’re height, brown eyes, 18 years old, she has the most beautiful hair I’ve ever seen...” The stranger continued, describing Liz to a tee.
It was then that Liz recognized that stance and that body structure, although his voice was disguised she would know him anywhere.
“Max?” She asked hopefully.
He raised his head to reveal Max’s grinning face. Liz’s face lit up and she threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.
“Oh my god, Max!! I’m so happy to see you!” She said in his ear, feeling the tears of joy forming at the fact she was finally able to hold Max and feel safe in his arms again.
Max buried his face in Liz’s hair, savoring the moment and memorizing the feel of her against him. He pulled her away slightly so he could look at her. He ran his hands over her hair and face, as if checking to see if she were still in one piece.
“Are you okay? I mean, nothing’s happened?” He asked with concern, taking off his sunglasses so she could see his face.
Liz shook her head with a smile. “yeah, no...I’m fine....not that I mind, but why are you here?” She asked, realizing that Max was still a fugitive. “Its not safe.” she warned.
Max sighed. “I had to see you...I couldn’t shake this feeling that something bad was going on and I had to come and see if you were safe myself, but I can’t stay long.” Max said with regret, looking around the alley frantically to see if anyone was around that may identify him.
“Max...its okay...nobody’s going to see us, we’re safe.” Liz said, redirecting his head so his attention was focused on her.
“Still, I’d feel safer inside where we aren’t exposed to the headlights of the police car on its nightly patrol.” Max said, leading her to the back door of the restaurant, opening it and following her in, closing the door behind him.
Sean watched from the shadows and silently cursed Max Evans. His plan was going along smoothly, just as he had seen it was going to play out....Sean was ready to put the second phase into action when he saw Liz alone in the alley. That was, until, he felt Max’s presence and saw him come to Liz’s rescue without even knowing it. Sean punched the wall and returned back to his hiding place, giving up and giving Max and Liz their last precious moment together until he tore them apart permanently.
dum dum DUUUUMMMM!!!! look at that! 2 posts in 2 days!! that's gotta be a record for me!! well I hope you all like this part and keep up the great feedback that has me motivated to keep typing away!!
Thanks for reading!!
|posted on 2-Jun-2002 9:10:44 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|ok...I figured since I've kinda gone on hiatus this weekend I should justify my lack of attendance to this story: 1-graduation parties GALORE 2-my sister's graduation all day sunday 3-FINALS: need I elaborate on that? so the good news of all of this is that school lets out tuesday so I'll have tons of time to write....especially since ill be having my wisdom teeth out soon and won't be able to do anything active like talking without causing my gums to bleed, which makes you readers totally lucky because typing this story will help to pass the time!! well that's enough rambling, I must return to my english final now!!|
|posted on 5-Jun-2002 5:53:07 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|wahoo!! school's out!! so here's one very short part 19 to celebrate!!|
“So what have you been doing?” Liz asked, snuggling back into Max’s chest. They were laying on Liz’s living room sofa with Max on the bottom and Liz between his legs.
“Missing you.” Max stated sadly, kissing the side of her neck.
Liz looked down at thier intertwined fingers. “What a coincedence.” She muttered.
Max lifted his head from the crook of her neck. “What was that?” He asked, noting how pensive she looked.
Liz turned her head to look him in the eye. “Nothing, I just miss you, that’s all.” She said quickly, pecking him on the lips.
Max checked his watch. “Its getting late, I should go so you can get some sleep.” He said, trying to get up. Liz didn’t move. Instead she whined in protest.
“I’d rather stay here with you....who needs sleep anyway?” She said, turning over so she was on her stomach and rested her chin on Max’s chest.
“We both do...I’ve got a long drive....besides, we don’t want anyone to see me...you’re parents DO live here, you know....and we can’t take any chances.” Max explained unwillingly.
Liz sighed with exagerration. “I GUESS you’ve got a point there....I just didn’t think it would be so easy for you to leave me in the dust again.” She pouted playfully.
Max half-smiled, wishing the current situation was a playful one. “Stop pulling the guilt trip--its hard enough having to leave you already.” He scolded.
“Fine.” Liz said, pushing up off of Max and following him to the door. She cocked her head to the side and opened the door.
“Night.” He bent down to kiss her quickly and stared down at her, running his thumb along her cheek. “I love you.” He said softly, leaving before she could open her mouth.
“I love you too.” She replied into the silence.
“So he was there? At your house? That’s so sweet...” Maria said. She and Liz were sitting under a tree at the quad during their free period.
“Yeah.” Liz sighed heavily. “I can’t believe he did that...I mean, he knows what a risk he took to see me. But I’m glad he did.” Liz added.
“So why did he come? You know he’s Mr. Cautious.” Maria asked.
Liz shook her head. “Now that I have no idea about, but he said he had a bad feeling about something, I think he was just being paranoid.” Liz said, looking off thoughtfully.
“Liz babe, when it comes to you, I think he’ll always be paranoid about your safety...hell, you could be locked in a rubber room with no sharp objects and he’d STILL have to come in and check to be sure you didn’t chew your arm off or something.” Maria joked. Liz laughed lightly.
“I don’t know though, I could have sworn there was someone outside the Crash last night.....” Liz pondered.
“Yeah, there was: Max, remember? Girl, I think Max’s paranoia is rubbing off onto you.” Maria said, elbowing Liz in the ribs.
“Yeah, you’re probably right...”
Sean checked his watch. It was nearly 11:00 p.m. He smiled excitedly and headed out the door of the warehouse.
“It’s time.” He said to himself.
Liz brushed off her hands as she slammed the dumpster shut. She was looking forward to locking up the restaurant and falling into her bed. It had been a hard day. All of her teachers had decided on giving pop quizzes, and that damned orthodontist’s convention had been back in town, so she got stuck serving patron after patron well until closing time, when she had to kick them out, ready to rip the next person’s head off if they asked to examine her bite one more time.....
Liz had her hand on the doorknob to the service entrance when she felt a strange pull to the other side of the alley. She shrugged it off and headed in, climbing tiredly up the stairs to her room, then went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, not noticing that her window had been opened.....
I know I know, you all wanna kill me right now, but I just HAD to leave a cliffhanger there! But fear not!! I've got allday everyday to write instead of the weekends, so that means more frequent updates!! (I hope)
|posted on 8-Jun-2002 7:32:35 PM by AngelDreamer86|
|Wow...its amazing how hard it is to type a story when you have all these sedation drugs running through your bloodstream!! (Don't worry folks, I'm not a druggie, I just got my wisdom teeth removed) But I did manage to grit my teeth (haha teeth!!) and bear it and manage to type out a slightly short part 20!! yaaaaay!|
Liz sighed tiredly as she wiped off her face with a towel she had grabbed from the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She tossed the towel onto the bed and shivered at the late night breeze coming in through her window.
“Breeze?” Liz though out loud, not remembering when she had left the window open, but writing her forgetfulness as Max withdrawal. She quickly changed into her bed wear of drawstring pants and a tank top, ready to snuggle into bed when she heard a noise over by the window. Moving to the window to inspect it, she shrugged, too tired to care, as she turned away from the wall and towards her bed, she felt someone grab her from behind, covering her mouth with a cloth before she had a chance to breathe. Liz vaguely registered the strange smell invading her nostrils as chloroform before her world went black.
Max swerved as he was hit with a sudden headache. He quickly righted the jeep’s path and tried to get his bearings back.
“That was weird.” Max said to himself before continuing on his way, only fifteen minutes away from the cabin.
Liz was woken up by the bouncing of what felt to be the back of a van. She shut her eyes tightly, the early morning sun causing her to squint. Liz tried to move into a more comfortable position, but found her arms were tied behind her back and she was gagging on a towel tied around her head. Liz finally realized that she had been kidnapped and began to look around wildly, watching the New Mexico desert fly by through the back window of the van. Attempting to kneel up, Liz lost her balance as the van flew over a bump, causing her to fall and slam her head into the side of the van. The blow to her head along with the drugs running through her system caused Liz to slip into unconsciousness for the second time that night.
A few hours later, Liz woke up in a standing position with her hands tied to a pole behind her back. The musty smell of the air told her she was in one of the old, abandoned warehouses about fifty miles outside of Roswell.
“Great, that increases my chances of being found here into a negative number.” She muttered, head throbbing.
Liz took in her surroundings: there wasn’t much to see save a sofa with a TV set in the middle of the room, with the entire warehouse lit by one single light bulb. Liz looked around for her captor, already guessing whose handiwork she was suffering under.
“Morning sunshine.” Sean greeted, sliding open the warehouse door.
Max couldn’t shake his uneasy feeling that something was wrong. He was losing sleep over it and knew that for the sake of his health, that he should investigate this feeling further. Max picked up the phone, about to call Liz when he realized it was too early. He put the phone back down and thought over what could possibly be happening. Max began pacing his bedroom, not knowing where to begin.
‘Maybe the feds are on my trail.’ Max thought. ‘Or maybe Sean’s nearby.’ He pondered, shuddering at the thought of Sean DeLuca. He knew that whatever Sean was planning wasn’t over, but Max cursed that fact that he was always one step behind Sean. Max worried over Liz, he hated the fact that she couldn’t be safe without him there.
Not caring what hour of the morning it was, Max picked up the phone just as it rang.
“Hello?” He asked into the mouthpiece.
“Max? It’s Isabel....are you all right? You’re sending off some weird vibes.” Isabel asked her brother. She had only lost sleep when Max’s emotions were running high and she could sense them. This time, Max’s emotions were through the roof.
“Yeah Iz, I’m fine, I just have got this weird feeling that something’s wrong, or off.” He replied. “Sorry to wake you.” He apologized, knowing why Isabel knew to call him. “So should I let you get back to sleep?” He asked.
“No, I’ve been awake for a while, Mr. High Emotions.” Isabel stated.
“Okay, so is there any news about the cops?” Max asked, hoping that this nightmare would be over soon.
Isabel sighed, knowing that she shouldn’t withhold the information she knew from Max. She decided to tell Max the truth. “It’s funny you ask that, it’s like the entire town has just completely forgotten about the Mur-- accident at that convenience store.” She explained.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, it’s like nothing happened. I saw Valenti the other day and he looked normal, like he wasn’t even aware of the fact that there was a killer on the loose. It’s really weird, Max. I’m beginning to think none of this really happened at all.” Isabel explained.
“What? You mean like Sean set this up just for us to see? With the TV report and everything?” Max asked, hoping that he would be able to get back to Roswell soon.
“ I don’t know now that you put it that way. Do you really think he’s that powerful?” Isabel asked.
“I hope not.”
“What do you want, Sean?” Liz asked with anger.
“Oh Lizzie, you’re so smart, I would have thought you would have guessed my motives by now.” Sean stated, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms casually.
“Well then, why don’t you fill me in then?” Liz asked with aggravation.
“Well if you don’t wanna guess the fun way....I GUESS I could just go out right and tell you, but I’m not happy about it.” Sean sighed. “I come from your little Maxie’s galaxy, and my planet has been trying to overtake his for centuries, only to keep failing, until about sixty years ago when my leader, Kivar, managed to kill the royals: Max, Isabel, and Michael. However, their technology allowed them to send the royal genetics down to earth in the form of hybrids: half human half aliens. To make a long story short, you’re boyfriend is the king of a planet hundreds of light years from here and he doesn’t even know it.” Sean explained.
“So what does this have to do with me?” Liz asked.
“Well, the prophecy goes that the resurrected king will find the fourth royal in a complete human, and that human will be able to connect with him. These two together would be able to take back the King’s lost planet and my race would become extinct.” Sean recited.
“My god, you’re dense, don’t you get it? When you and Max were little he healed you when you fell, right?”
“Yeah, so that was only half of it, Max’s human fourth had to have the capacity to receive a reversed connection with the king, which is exactly what Max did to you that night on the roof top when he let you “see him” “ Sean held up his fingers as quotation marks with disgust. “I swear, you two are so angsty it makes me sick.
Liz shook her head in her stupor. “So wait a minute, what you’re saying is that I’m supposed to be Max’s queen on some planet I’ve never heard of just because of some prophecy of some race of life I’ve never heard of?” Liz asked.
“Basically, yes. Which brings us to our next explanation: my reason for being here.” Sean stated, approaching Liz.
“And what would that be? Aside from wasting space?” Liz asked, not letting him see how terrified she really was.
“I’m here to stop that prophecy from being fulfilled.”
Okay, so you all know the drill!!
|posted on 24-Jun-2002 11:36:22 PM by AngelDreamer86|
Liz stared in shock, attempting to absorb all of the new information she had just received. She was supposed to be queen of Max’s planet just because she had fallen off of her bike when they were eight. Liz came back to the present problem at hand.
“And how do you plan to stop this prophecy from being fulfilled, because from what I see, it basically has been....so you’re out of a job, I bet your great leader won’t be too happy to hear that.” Liz sneered.
Sean approached Liz quickly and backhanded her, sending her head jerking to the side. Liz recovered quickly, her cockiness still intact.
“Don’t get smart with me, you little bitch.” Sean threatened.
Liz glared at him. “So what does all of this have to do with my being kidnapped? Or is this what you do to all the girls who dump you for a real man?”
Sean ignored her comment. “Well, you’re the central part to my entire plan, it all started down in Florida when I first met you and knew you were the one good old Maxie picked, and I must say, he doesn’t have bad taste.” Sean stated, rubbing his hand up Liz’s side. She jerked away as much as her confines would let her. Sean laughed and continued on with his plans.
“So, it was all going well until you left, that was when I knew things were going to get rocky...you have no idea how hard it is to pry you and Maxie apart...which is why I had to follow you back to Roswell to keep my control over your mind, which was wavering. My control over you is useless compared to that love shit you and Max share, so I had to find a way to get him out of the picture so I could grab you.”
“So that whole convenience store deal....it was all a setup?” Liz asked, putting the pieces together. She cocked her head to the side. “It never happened did it? You brainwashed us or something to see that news report....that’s why nobody in Roswell is all weird! It never happened!” Liz concluded.
Sean clapped lightly, an amused glint in his eyes. “Clever girl!! I mindwarped all of you to see that report so Max would get out of town quickly and so I could proceed with my plan, so as soon as Romeo left the picture, I took my opening and snagged you, and I must say, if he had stayed any longer, I think the warp would have begun to falter....do you have any idea how tough it is to make six people believe something is there when it isn’t?”
“Especially for someone with your brain capacity, huh Sean? I bet that was a real struggle for you.” Liz asked in mock sympathy, receiving another backhand to the face.
“I still don’t understand why you need me for this....why didn’t you just go straight to Max?” Liz asked.
“Well, now that wouldn’t be as fun....you see, my mission isn’t only to stop the prophecy from being fulfilled, I also have to make Max suffer, but that’s my own personal addition to the plan, which Kivar likes very much, by the way.” Sean explained.
“So you’re just going to kill me?” Liz asked, stiffening.
Sean clucked his tongue. “I thought you would have caught on by now, killing you would be the easy outclause, I need to do something with more of a challenge, like severing that connection that you and dear old Max share.”
“I don’t think that’s possible, Max and I have been connected for years...you can’t break it, its too strong to---”
“Oh shut the hell up!! You didn’t even know you and Max were connected until I explained it to you five minutes ago!! So don’t even pull that righteous fairy tale ending bullshit on me!!” Sean burst. He took a deep breath and began pacing in front of Liz.
“Now then, where was I? Oh yes, see, if I replace that connection to Max with one of my own, Max will just have to watch you drivel over me like a lapdog, that would drive him insane and he’d be so preoccupied with winning you back that he wouldn’t be thinking straight, which would leave me to make my move and get rid of all of you.” Sean stated simply.
“Like I could ever feel for you! You’re disgusting!” Liz spat.
“You weren’t thinking that all summer, another 2 weeks and I would have had you eating out of the palm of my hand.” Sean countered.
“You’re sick...you know that?”
“Yeah, I pride myself on it.” Sean sighed, pulling out a knife, checking his reflection in the blade before looking back up to Liz’s panicked and slightly confused face.
“What’s that for? You said you weren’t going to kill me!” Liz asked, squirming against the ropes confining her wrists.
“I lied.” Sean stated simply with a shrug.
Liz felt the sharp stab of pain along with the warm path of blood pouring out of her stab wound. Her last thoughts were of Max before the darkness engulfed her.
“Liz!!” Max shot up in bed, gasping for air. He had finally managed to fall back to sleep when he was jarred awake by Liz’s voice screaming his name. He reached a shaky hand towards the phone and dialed the all-too familiar number of the Parker residence. He slammed the phone down in aggravation when he didn’t get any replies.
“Shit!!” Max racked his brain, trying to dig into his memory for Maria’s number. He vaguely recalled the 7-digit code and was answered by a very groggy Maria DeLuca.
“Michael, I’m really not in the mood for a booty call.....” Maria mumbled.
“Maria! It’s me....is Liz there?” Max asked worriedly, trying to push images of Maria and Michael doing the nasty to the furthest reaches of his mind.
Maria shot up in bed in embarrassment. “Max?!”
“Yeah, Max, is Liz with you?” Max asked with impatience.
Maria shook her head, forgetting she was on the telephone and Max couldn’t see her. “No, why, should she be? What’s wrong?” She began to panic.
“Sniff some Cedar Oil and calm down, nothing’s wrong yet, its just that I had this weird feeling that Liz was in trouble and nobody answered at her house but that’s no means to worry and what am I saying?! Where’s Liz?!” Max began to lose it.
“Okay...girlfriend? I’m supposed to be the freaker-outer, not you, okay? So lets just think...Liz could be sleeping or something.” Maria reasoned in her state of denial.
“No, Liz isn’t that heavy of a sleeper.” Max explained.
“And how do you know?”
“Not that its important, but Liz and I have been best friends for years, remember? We’ve called each other once or twice at less-than-resonable hours before and she’s always answered. Something’s definitely up.” Max stated.
“So what are you going to do about it?” Maria asked, already predicting the answer.
“I’m coming home to Roswell to check things out and work out a plan with you guys....we have to get Liz back.” Max said, ready to hang up the phone.
“Max, wait!! What about Valenti and the Feds?” Maria asked, being the voice of reason when Max couldn’t.
“I don’t care...besides, Isabel told me that the sheriff is none the wiser and its like nothing happened. I can’t help but feel that we’ve been playing into Sean’s hands and he wanted Liz to be alone and defenseless so he could make his move.” Max mused, dressing quickly.
“I’ll be in Roswell in an hour.” Max informed Maria.
“Max, its a three hour drive from the cabin.”
“Meet at Michael’s. I’ll be there in an hour.” He said determinedly.
So I'm back!! I was actually thinking of just leaving this story to die since my idea well had kinda dried up on it, but I absolutely hate to leave things unfinished, so I think I'm gonna ride this sucker for all it's worth and work on my other WIP when I finish....which I hope is not in the near future!! Thanks for all the patience and support!! Don't forget the feedback!!
|posted on 1-Jul-2002 4:58:12 PM by AngelDreamer86|