|posted on 5-Feb-2002 7:51:24 AM|
|Title: Down To Earth|
Rating: NC 17 probably.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Summary: This is the sequel to Home. Max, Liz and the rest of the gang must return to Earth to stop Kira. They bring their families along. That's all I'm telling you.
Down to Earth
Liz hurried along the corridor towards the council chambers. Max had called her at home and told her to meet him there. It was the first time anything like this had happened before. Although the council had accepted her as Max's wife simply because he had given them no choice, she had never been allowed into a council meeting. And before the events of the last month, the fact had never bothered either her or Max. But things had changed. Kira, the woman who should have been Max's wife, had been imprisoned by the council when she had tried, on numerous occasions, to attack Liz. Liz had told Max not to worry about it, but in his role as the king he had approached the council and told them if something wasn't done he was leaving the planet again.
"I am not having my wife put in any danger," Max insisted to the council. "You will do something about Kira today."
"Your Majesty, Kira has lived her life believing she would eventually retain her place on the throne...." one council member tried to explain.
"I don't care," Max interrupted sharply. "Liz is my wife and the mother of my son. If you won't act in this matter I will pack my family up and return to Earth. This planet will once again be forced to run itself."
The council had arrested Kira that day. Liz stopped in front of the huge doors to the Great Chamber and looked up helplessly. Was she supposed to knock? She yelped in surprise when the doors swung open.
"Enter," a huge voice boomed.
Liz stepped timidly into the room and looked around for Max. She spotted him holding his hand out to her. She rushed over and plastered herself to his side.
"Neat trick with the door," she murmured to him.
"I know," Max said with a grin.
"Your Majesty, if we could discuss the business at hand."
Max nodded and turned back to the council. Rejar, the council leader cleared his throat and looked down at Liz.
"I'm afraid Kira has escaped from the prison," he told her.
Liz looked at Max. "When did this happen?"
"A week ago," Max said. "The council neglected to inform me because they believed they could catch her."
Liz turned to the council. "You can't catch her?"
Rejar shook his head. "Not now. We were told this morning she has returned to Earth."
"Why?" Liz said. "Max is here. Isn't he what she wants?"
"We believe Kira is hoping that posing a threat to Earth will make His Highness take her back. I believe you call it blackmail."
Liz slid her hand into Max's and felt his curl around hers reassuringly.
"You've yet to tell me why you called me here," she said to the council in a firm voice. "I don't see how I can do anything to help you in this matter."
"His Highness requested your presence here," one of the other members said, his voice clearly showing he did not approve of the demand. "We have requested he return to Earth and bring Kira back to Antar for punishment."
Max looked down at his wife. "I told them I wouldn't make this decision without you."
"We have to go Max," Liz told him. "You know we do."
Max kissed her on the forehead and turned to the council. "If I'm going to do this there a few people I need to take with me. Michael and Isabel and their families will expect to join me, as will Tess and Kyle and their children. I will also be taking my son. If this is unacceptable then I'm afraid you will have to find another way of dealing with Kira."
The council murmured amongst themselves. Eventually Rejar turned back to them. "Very well."
Max nodded and turned Liz towards the door. "I'll speak to everybody and let you know when we will be leaving. Have the granolith prepared for the journey."
Max followed Liz out of the Chamber and heard the door close behind them. He pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her hair. "Are you sure?"
Liz nodded, running her hands up and down his back. "I'm sure. And it'll be exciting for Izzy."
"Liz, if she comes after you...."
"Then I'll have you with me," Liz said in a soothing voice. "She can't hurt me if you're with me. Nothing can."
Max pulled back from her and just looked at her face. Sometimes the force of his love for this woman nearly brought him to his knees, and now was one of those times. He kissed her gently, then grinned. "Let's go tell Izzy."
"I have told you a thousand times, don't call me Izzy!"
Israel Evans glared at his cousin. She stuck her tongue out at him. Isabel shook her head at both of them and turned to her husband.
"Those two are going to kill each other," she murmured. "We have raised terrorists Alex."
"How encouraging," Alex said dryly. "Anyway, you think it's cute when everyone calls him Izzy. Max gave him that nickname because it used to be yours."
Isabel wrinkled her nose. "I know. I think it's adorable."
Alex chuckled and threw his arm around her. "You're absolutely hopeless, you know that?"
Isabel laughed and threw her arms around him. Bella, the youngest of their four children, wrinkled her nose in distaste. "Must you guys do that in my company? I'm going to be scarred for life you know."
Alex arched an eyebrow at his daughter as she stalked off and then looked at his wife. "I vote we never tell her how babies are made."
Isabel laughed again. Max smiled at them as he walked through the door of their home.
"Have you guys been trying to give Bella a complex again," Liz asked them. "I ran into her outside and she told me she'd come and live with Max and I if we promised never to kiss each other again."
"That girl is going to get such a shock the first time she gets the hots for a boy," Isabel said to Liz. She motioned them both over to the table and sat down beside her brother. "So what did the council want?"
Isabel had decided a long time ago she would have nothing to do with the council when she found out Alex would not be allowed into the meetings with her. Tess had taken the same stance. Michael hadn't liked going in without Maria but he had reluctantly agreed. Max had no choice.
Liz smiled at them a little weakly, then turned to Max. He heaved out a tired sigh. "How would you guys like to go back to Earth?"
Isabel looked at Alex, who stood there and scratched his head. "Okay does anyone else think that sounded kinda weird? Back to Earth. Anyway, I'm thinking if you're asking us this then something is up. I'll call the others, and we'll talk about it over dinner."
Liz grinned at her best friend and turned to Isabel. "Forceful little critter isn't he?"
That night the friends all gathered around the table. The children were off doing their own thing except Israel, who'd been asked to stay.
"Okay," Max began. "I met with the council this afternoon and they told me Kira has returned to Earth with an army of admirers. She's hoping to force me to take her back by threatening Earth."
"Christ that chick is such a head case," Maria snarled. "Like anyone would be even remotely interested in a crazy woman."
"I don't know," Michael murmured. "I married you."
Maria whacked him on the arm and kicked his shin under the table for good measure. Michael endured it all stoically. His wife had a thing for slapping him around.
"Okay aside from the fact that Michael married a crazy woman," Tess said dryly. "What does the council want us to do?"
"Go back," Liz told them. "Max said he wouldn't go back by himself and so that's why we called you here. We want to ask you to come back with us."
The couples all looked at each other. Israel turned to his father. "Why am I here?"
"If everyone goes, so will the children but it's different for you. I'm going to need you. You've been training with Rejar since you were 14 for this sort of thing."
"Okay I'd be really flattered if I wasn't so shit scared," Israel joked.
"Watch your language," Liz snapped at him, then spoiled it by laughing. "Anyway, we're not sure what it's going to be like down there. It could have changed a lot in the time we've been gone. And there are other things to consider."
"Yeah, like the fact that we look mighty good for a bunch of people only just on the right side of fifty," Michael reminded them.
"I wonder what my Mum's going to think when she sees me?" Maria wondered out loud. "I mean she knows how old I'm supposed to be and I definitely don't look it."
"We can explain it to them when we see them," Max said. "Right now I need to know who is going. I'm meeting with the council tomorrow and we leave straight away. I'll understand if any of you don't want to go."
They all looked at each other, and it was Isabel who spoke. "We're all going with you Max. There are people down there we all care about, we have to go."
Everybody else nodded and Max stood up, taking Liz's hand as he rose. "Thanks. We'll meet in the granolith chamber at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."
When Max, Liz and Izzy were gone Isabel turned to the group and smiled happily. "Well, this is going to be an adventure!"
When everybody gathered in the chamber the next morning, chaos reigned. Liz watched it all with an indulgent smile. It was always like this whenever they were all in a room together. Alex ran around like a crazy person trying to control he and Isabel's four children, while Maria stood in the middle of the room and yelled at her four. Kyle had his two lined up like soldiers, a by-product of being a sheriff, Liz imagined, and Izzy was standing beside his Max talking to Rejar. Liz walked over and slid her hand into her husband's. Liz had kept it together for everyone at Isabel's house, but when she was lying beside Max in bed she had admitted how scared she was.
"What if this goes wrong Max?" she whispered, laying her head on his chest so she could hear his heartbeat. "What if something happens to you, or Izzy? What am I supposed to do then?"
He didn't answer her. He wouldn't lie to her, and she knew it. He'd just held her a little tighter and she'd fallen into a troubled sleep. Having everybody here with them today had gone a long way to making her feel better.
"Elizabeth Guerin get away from there!" Maria shouted. "Michael do something about your daughter!"
"It's been said before but I'll say it again," Michael mumbled as he walked past. "Why is it when she's bad she's my daughter but when she's asleep she's Maria's?"
Liz let out a laugh and slipped away from Max to help Maria. Rejar eventually finished talking to Max, and he told them all to enter the granolith. The rather large group piled in and Rejar began the sequence.
"You know, all these years I've just been jonesing for that lightheaded feeling," Isabel said to Liz. "It's such a special place to be."
Liz giggled and pressed closer to Max. She shut her eyes again, just like the last time, and knew they were moving when her stomach dropped to her knees. She heard Alex murmur something about being glad he hadn't eaten that morning, then the feeling was over. She opened her eyes slowly, and looked around carefully. It looked exactly the same as it had 20 years ago. They were back on Earth. Tension reigned for a few minutes, until Bella decided to let her mother know exactly what she thought of the little trip.
"Mum, I gotta tell you, that sucked."
Isabel spun around to Alex "She's your daughter."
Michael looked at Maria with a superior expression, and Alex just scratched his head. Liz couldn't help it. She broke into laughter. Pretty soon the whole group was laughing. The sound echoed happily through the chamber as they stepped out into the daylight.
Liz stood uncertainly outside the back door of the Crashdown. She wished Max was with her. But she had told him to take Izzy and go with Isabel to see his parents. Now she wished she hadn't. What if her parents didn't recognize her? What if they freaked because she still looked so young? What if her mother fainted? What if her father had a stroke? What if she killed them both? Liz shook her head sharply and laughed at herself. Her mind tended to go into overload when Max wasn't with her. She took a deep breath and opened the door. She stood just inside the doorway and sniffed appreciatively. It still smelled the same.
"I'm sorry ma'am, you're not allowed back here," a voice said kindly.
Liz would recognize that voice anywhere. She smiled at her Dad as tears sprung up in her eyes. She saw her father look more closely at her. "Do I know you?"
"Ma'am?" Liz said to him with a grin. "I never thought I'd see the day I'd get my Dad to call me ma'am."
She saw his eyes widened. "Lizzy?"
Liz nodded and ran across the room into his arms. "Hi Daddy."
Kira watched her from the end of the alleyway. She would bide her time, wait and watch. And when the time was right, she would kill her.
Max and Isabel sat in their parents kitchen, watching their children.
"Four," Diane said in bewilderment. "I can't believe you had four."
"I couldn't believe it either," Isabel said dryly. "Every time I was in labor I couldn't believe it."
Phillip Evans laughed as he watched his grandchildren run around the room. "Okay don't kill me, but I'm having a little trouble remembering the names."
Alex pointed the kids out. "The oldest is Bella, the one watching the TV. Next in line is Diane, she's the one raiding the book shelf. Maria is the one trying to figure out how to work the CD player, and Brandon is the one who's......ripping up the carpet!! Brandon get away from there!"
Diane turned to her son and the handsome boy sitting beside him. "And you're Israel?"
He nodded. Diane blinked away tears. "You look so much like your father."
Max smiled at his Mum, then looked down at his watch. Diane sighed. He'd been looking at his watch ever since he came through the door. "Max will you please go?" she finally demanded.
Max looked up, surprised, then grimaced in embarrassment. "I'm sorry. It's just Liz is alone and...."
"Go," Diane ordered. "Bring her back here tomorrow."
Max kissed his mother on the cheek and hurried out the door, his son behind him. Diane looked at her daughter and raised her eyebrows.
"He and Liz can't spend more than ten minutes apart without getting anxious," Isabel told her. "They've always been that way. We all love each other very much but Max and Liz.....what they have is something so special Mum."
Diane nodded, not particularly surprised. She had sensed something special between her son and Liz Parker when they were both teenagers, and she still sensed it. She was very happy for her son. Jumping up off the couch she clapped her hands. "So, who want's something to eat?"
Israel stared out the car window at the scenery rushing past, then turned to face his father. "This is one strange place you've bought me to Dad."
Max chuckled. "It'll grow on you."
"Are we going to be here that long?"
"I don't know," Max said honestly. "The council told us Kira was down here but they never gave us a clue where she might be."
Israel sighed. He didn't like it here. Everything was so primitive. He just wanted to find this woman and bring her back.
"Anyway," Max continued. "We both need to keep a close watch on your mother. If Kira is going to go after anyone, it'll be her."
"Why?" Israel asked. "I've heard a little bit about this story but not everything. What does this woman have against Mum?"
"The fact that I married her," Max said simply.
"What, is this woman an ex-girlfriend or something?"
"Something like that," Max agreed. Then in a quiet voice Max told him the whole story. When he was finished Israel shook his head and made a disgusted sound. "Man, someone needs to teach her to let go. You and Mum have been married for twenty years for Christ's sake. No-one holds a grudge that long."
Max pulled up outside the Crashdown and looked inside to see Liz sitting down with her parents. They had always been able to sense when the other was near, and Liz looked outside with a smile. She saw him straight away and motioned him inside. Max turned around and smiled at his son. "Come and meet the other grandparents."
Kira knew who the boy was as soon as she saw him and rage stormed through her system. He should have been her son! What right did they have to bring him down here? To parade him in front of her? She turned away from the building and hurried along the street. Soon she would strike, and the time would come when the king would realize how much she meant to him. She would return home and reclaim her rightful place on the throne. Then she would have this planet, and everyone on it, destroyed.
Israel walked into the restaurant behind his Dad and looked around. The small alien figures that were strewn all over the place made him laugh. They were the dumbest things he'd ever seen.
"Hey buddy, are you growing roots there?"
Israel looked down and felt his breathing stall somewhere in his chest. He stared into eyes the color of the sea after a storm, looking back at him from the most beautiful face he'd ever seen. She was dressed in a waitress uniform, with a nametag that said Trinity. He watched as her eyebrows arched.
"Are you feeble in some way?" she asked sweetly. "You're blocking my way. If I don't get these fries to Table Four they're going to spontaneously combust."
He shook his head and tried to focus on what she was saying. "Wh...What?"
"Move your tushy."
Israel quickly moved out of the way, then watched her as she sailed past him.
"Izzy?" he heard his mother say. "Is everything okay?"
He slowly turned away from the waitress, and made his way over to the table where his parents were sitting. His mother introduced him to his other grandparents, and he endured the ensuing tears hugs and kisses. When the dust settled he sat down and immediately turned his attention back to the waitress. He was aware that his father was explaining a few things to his grandparents and he tuned the discussion out. He continued to watch her as she made her way back to the counter.
Trinity knew the stranger was watching her, and she struggled against the urge to turn around and look into his eyes again. She'd nearly dropped everything when he'd swung around and looked at her the first time. God, he was beautiful! She looked at him from under her lashes and quickly looked down again. The way he was staring at her was making her stomach tighten. Couldn't he look away for five seconds? She took the bull by the horns, figuratively speaking, looked up, and gave him her evilest eye. The plan didn't work. He continued to stare at her and pretty soon she was standing there, oblivious to everything else, staring right back at him.
She tore her eyes away from him and blinked, bringing Mr Parker's concerned face into focus. "Honey, are you okay?"
Trinity shook her head to clear it and gave a nervous little laugh. "I'm fine Mr Parker," she said weakly.
"Well your orders are up," he told her kindly before walking away.
Trinity looked at the stranger one more time before turning around and picking up her plates with a sigh. Who was he?
Liz had been watching her son all night and as soon as she and Max were alone in their room, she turned to her husband. "Did you notice Izzy's behavior at the restaurant?"
Max nodded, frowning a little. "What was up with him? He was hardly there all night."
"Oh he was there," Liz shouted from the bathroom as she turned the shower on. "He just wasn't at our table."
Max walked into the bathroom and started unbuttoning her shirt for her. "Where was he?"
Liz looked down at her shirt, then back up at her husband. She didn't think he was even aware of what he was doing. "He was watching the waitress. Trinity, I think her name was."
Max was finished with the top half, and started on the bottom. Liz just shook her head. It never occurred to Max that she could do these things for herself. "So, what do you think?"
"About Izzy showing an interest in a girl? I'd say it's about time. I was beginning to wonder if he was interested in girls at all."
"Do they make gay aliens?" Liz pondered, going completely off subject. Max laughed as he gave her a gentle push towards the shower. Liz stepped in, turning around to continue talking to her husband. "Anyway, I'm not sure if this is a good thing."
"Why not?" Max asked while he took off his own clothes.
When he stepped into the shower a moment later, Liz arched her eyebrows at him. "When in the conversation did I say you could get in here?"
"Water conservation," Max said seriously as he began washing her hair. "I wouldn't want to contribute to Earth's downfall while we're here."
"That's a pathetic excuse Mr Evans and you know it. But I will forgive you. Just this once. Because I am concerned for our son."
"What's to be concerned about?"
"Max, we're not going to be here that long. I'm not sure Izzy should be getting involved with anyone. Espacially someone who's... not like him."
Max shared his wife's concerns, but he didn't say anything. Neither of them knew that right at that moment, it was already too late.
Trinity picked up the last chair and upended it onto the tabletop. She was finished! She heaved a tired sigh and rubbed the back of her neck. When the dull ache became a fierce tingle she spun around with a gasp. Israel stood outside the door, watching her, waiting for her. Trinity stood where she was for a moment, staring, then went over and opened the door.
|posted on 5-Feb-2002 7:52:39 AM|
"My father used to come here all the time," Israel murmured, watching her as she walked to the end of the room and turned around.
"My mother was here," he said simply.
"What's your name?" Trinity asked sharply.
"Israel," he murmured softly. "And your Trinity."
"How did you know that?" she said. He pointed to her name tag and she laughed, although it came out more like a nervous squeak.
"Do I frighten you?" Isreal asked her softly.
She raised her chin. "No." she lied.
"Do you want me to?" he said in a silky voice, stepping closer to her.
Trinity held her ground, but it was difficult. "Look, I don't know how things work where you're from buddy...."
"You have no concept of where I'm from."
"...but here," she continued, ignoring him. "..the object of the exercise is not to scare the woman."
Israel backed off when he felt her fear rising. "I'm sorry," he said sincerely. "Of course I don't want to frighten you. Please, sit down with me."
Trinity looked at him warily, then carefully slid into the booth across from him. In an effort to ease her fears, Israel took his eyes off her and looked around the room instead. "Interesting theme this place has going."
"It's ridiculous," Trinity said in a dry tone. "Noone with any brains believes in beings from another planet."
Israel arched his eyebrow and chuckled to himself. The things he was going to teach her. "Why not?"
"Come on, are you serious? Little green men? Flying space ships that looked like giant saucers? If there really is life on other planets I would hope they were more intelligent than that."
"I'm sure they are," Israel said dryly, thinking of the granolith that had bought them here. No saucers involved.
"And if you could go anywhere in the world, in the galaxy even, would you land in dinky Roswell New Mexico? I think not"
Israel started laughing and Trinity looked down at the table, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I tend to ramble when I get on a particular subject."
"My mother does the same thing," Israel told her. "Unfortunately it's usually about something I've done that I shouldn't have."
"Those people at the table with you today, who are they?"
Trinity looked at him blankly, then snorted. "No really, who were they?"
Israel remembered that his Mum and Dad looked far too young to be his parents. "Why do you want to know?" he evaded.
Trinity shrugged self consciously. "I don't know. Just watching them together I guess. They have something."
"I know they do."
"I want something like that."
Israel looked at her steadily and Trinity watched her reflection in his eyes. When the moment stretched out, she eventually broke the contact and stood up quickly. "Anyway I have to close up so....."
Israel stood up as well and walked over to where she was standing against the counter. Trinity watched him coming but couldn't make herself move. Everything inside her felt like it was waiting, gathering itself for something that was about to happen.
"Will you be here tomorrow?" Israel murmured as he sunk his hand into her hair. Trinity nodded mutely. "Then I will see you tomorrow."
Her eyes closed as he leaned over and planted a gentle kiss against her mouth. She waited for him to deepen the kiss, but he just pulled away and walked over to the door. Trinity let out the breath she'd been holding and said his name. He turned around at the door.
"Where are you from?" she whispered.
Israel remembered something his father had told him, and grinned. "Well, I'm not from around here."
And with that he was gone. Trinity let out a huge sigh and went over to lock the door. He didn't answer my question, she thought to herself.
Max sat up in bed, vaguely bothered by a feeling he couldn't put his finger on. He got out of bed and went over to the window, throwing the curtain open and looking out into the street. His eyes moved restlessly up and down the street but he could find nothing. Then as he was about to close the curtain he saw a shadow move across the street. He looked carefully and after a while he recognized one of Kira's men. He didn't stop to think about what he was doing, about the danger of going out alone. All he could think about was how close they were to Liz. He pulled on a pair of pants and hurried out of the room.
Kira watched him coming from her hiding spot around the corner. She smiled slyly. He would never be able to resist the elemental pull between them. When he came closer she slipped out and confronted him.
"I knew you'd come," she said happily, running into his arms. It didn't take her long to realize he wasn't returning her embrace and she pulled back with a look of confusion.
"Get your hands off me," Max said in a chilling voice.
Kira stepped back slowly, her hands out. "Max, you came because you know we belong together. I know you feel it."
"I came because your goon is watching our room," Max corrected her. "It stops now Kira. You don't want to know what will happen if you don't."
"You won't hurt me," Kira said confidently.
Max shook his head. The woman was nuts. "Of course I'll hurt you. I'll kill you if you go anywhere near my family."
"I've seen your son," Kira told him with an eerily soft smile. "He looks so much like you Max. You have nothing to worry about. I wouldn't hurt him for the world. Someday he'll be mine."
She didn't know that she was just digging herself a deeper hole by making no assurances about Liz. Kira smiled when Max reached his hand out and stroked her hair. A second later she gasped in pain as he pulled her head back sharply.
"Listen to me very, very carefully Kira. I'm going to go to the granolith chamber tomorrow morning. You will be there, waiting to return to Antar. If you are not, I will hunt you down and find you. Whether you go back dead or alive is of no consequence to me. And know this. If anything, and I mean anything, happens to my wife, all the men in your little group and all the forces on earth won't stop me. I will kill you."
He let go of her hair and strode back towards the hotel. Kira turned around and spoke sharply to the man standing there.
"We're stepping up the campaign. We must take the woman as soon as she is left alone. I want no mistakes."
The men nodded and the two of them moved into the shadows.
Max watched his son over the breakfast table the next morning. It was clear he was distracted.
"What's going on?" Max asked him.
Israel looked up from his plate, then down again. "Dad, what's the story with you and Mum?" he asked quietly. "I've heard bits and pieces but never the whole thing."
"That's because your mother and I wanted you to enjoy your childhood," Max said dryly. "And telling you our whole story would have taken up most of it."
Israel chuckled and smiled for the first time that morning.
"Why don't you just ask me about it?" Max suggested. "Maybe that will help."
Israel brooded over the bad night he'd had, and finally decided his father was right.
"How old were you when you met Mum?"
"When I met her or when I first saw her?" Max countered. "When I first saw her I was about six. The first time I had a real conversation with her I was sixteen."
"What took you so long?"
"I wasn't exactly like other kids," Max told him. "I always knew I was different."
"What did Mum do when she found out about you?"
"She freaked. Humans tend to do that."
Israel was silent for a long time, then looked at his Dad again. "Did you always know she was the only one you wanted to be with?"
"Yes," Max said firmly. "It gave us both some difficult times. Especially when we were told I was supposed to be with someone else."
"Tess," Max corrected. "At first, and then Kira."
"That must have been confusing," Israel said, trying not to laugh.
"It's the only thing in the world that has ever separated your mother and I," Max said.
Israel thought about Trinity, and about the feelings that had kept him awake most of the night. "How did you know? I mean about Mum? How did you know, in spite of you being different and everything you were being told, that she was the one you were supposed to be with?"
Max hadn't expected the conversation to get this serious. "What's going on Iz? Is something wrong?"
"No nothing's wrong," Israel said quickly. "I'm just curious that's all."
"Is there someone you think you'd like to spend the rest of your life with?" Max asked. "Someone here?"
"We've only been here a day," Israel reasoned.
"I saw your mother for five seconds and knew it and I was six," Max argued. "Is there someone?"
Israel looked at his father, thought about his night, and finally had to admit it to himself. "Yes I think there might be."
Trinity found herself watching the doors all day, waiting for him to walk through them. By the time they closed up that night she was lucky she still had a job. She'd planted more plates of food in laps than ever before, and one guy had gotten a lap of icy water. It wasn't until she was closing up that night that she admitted she'd basically been stood up. Okay, fine, it wasn't like they had a date or anything, but he had told her he'd be here. She heaved a sigh and started cleaning down the counter. She smiled softly and turned the radio up when Crash Into Me by the Dave Matthews Band came on.
"I love this song," she sighed.
You've got your ball
You've got your chain
Tied to me tight
Tie me up again
Who's got the claws in you my friend?
Trinity snorted with laughter. That was the question. She shook her head fiercely.
"He hasn't got his claws in anyone," she declared.
"Do you always talk to yourself?"
Trinity screamed and grabbed the first thing her hand came into contact with. Israel quickly ducked as the napkin holder went sailing past him.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Trinity yelled, putting her hand over her heart to make sure it was still beating.
"Outside," Israel said.
Remembering how she'd waited for him all day, Trinity picked up another napkin holder and let it fly. Israel ducked again and came up frowning.
"Okay the first one I understand. I scared you. What the hell was that one for?"
"I don't need a reason to throw things at you," Trinity said, looking around for something else. She couldn't find anything handy, so settled for glaring at him. Israel was at a loss. What had he done? He considered her for a moment, silent begged his mothers forgiveness, and used his power to see what she was thinking. He felt the anger, knew the cause, but what really made him feel bad was the hurt he could feel.
"I never meant to hurt you," he told her quickly.
Trinity stared at him warily. "What are you talking about?"
Okay so I can't exactly tell her I read her mind, Israel thought to himself. He tried to think of something to say. In the end he just shrugged. Trinity tried to stay angry at him, then gave up.
"Are you hungry?" she asked him.
Israel nodded, watching her.
"What do you want?"
"You," he said softly. "So much it hurts."
"Max I can't believe you were stupid enough to go and meet that woman on your own," Maria snapped. "Rya, get away from the edge of the balcony! If you go over the edge I'm not coming after you."
"I didn't go down there to meet her," Max said. "I went down there to find out what the guy was doing down there."
"Alone," Maria persisted.
"I'm going to go with Maria on this one," Kyle said. "You really shouldn't be going anywhere alone."
"I didn't have time to think about it," Max said honestly. "He was watching the room. I wanted him gone."
"Michael, will you please collect your daughter before she does a swan dive off the balcony?" Maria said plaintively. Michael heaved a huge sigh and got up off the couch. Isabel kept an eagle eye on her four to make sure they didn't decide to investigate the merits of flying.
"So what did she say to you?" Tess asked. "Did she say anything about returning to Antar?"
"I told her to be at the chamber today," Max told them.
"Let me guess," Isabel said. "You went there and she wasn't there."
Max nodded, looking at Liz. She'd been very quiet since he'd announced to everyone that he'd spoken to Kira last night. She hadn't looked at him either. He was getting worried.
"So what happens now?" Alex asked, grabbing his son as he went catapulting past.
"I don't know," Max admitted. "But I don't like the fact that we're all separated. We need to find somewhere to stay where we're all together."
"You can all stay at my house," Kyle offered. "It'll be a bit of a squeeze but I think we'll fit everyone in."
"We'll all move in tomorrow," Max told them. He wanted one more night alone with his wife. "We'll work out the battle plan then. Get a good night's sleep. Something tells me we're all going to need it."
As everybody exchanged good-byes, the mood was optimistic. They couldn't know that by the same time tomorrow everything would have changed. And one of them would be missing.
Silence reigned in the cafe until Trinity gathered her wits.
"You..you can't just say things like that," she whispered.
"Why not?" Israel asked, going around the counter and advancing on her.
"Because...well because you just can't," she said defiantly. She backed up a little but he kept coming towards her and soon had her backed up against the counter.
"You know, my Dad used to tell me how he took one look at my Mum and knew," Israel said philosophically. "I never believed him until now."
"Knew what," Trinity said breathlessly.
"You're mine," Israel stated confidently.
"Oh now that's romantic," Trinity said sarcastically. "Why don't you just hit me over the head with a big hunk of wood and drag me off by my hair?"
Israel thought about that for a moment. "While the idea does have it's good points, I can't see myself dragging a woman anywhere."
Trinity looked at him blankly, then burst out laughing. Israel took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms. She stopped laughing abruptly, and stood still.
"It isn't supposed to happen this fast," Trinity said, confusion shining in her eyes. "It doesn't make any sense."
"That's what makes it good," Israel murmured, running his tongue across her bottom lip. "Just go with it."
Trinity sighed against his lips, then kissed him back. She closed her eyes and let it take her.
Max definitely didn't like this. He'd been given the cold shoulder before but never quite to this degree.
"Liz, will you please say something," Max asked for what seemed like the hundredth time. "Tell me I'm an idiot, yell at me, I don't care. Just say something."
"I'm going for a walk," she informed him.
"Not exactly the something I was looking for," Max said. "And you are not going anywhere."
"I'm just going around the corner. I want some ice cream."
"What do you want ice cream for," Max said, a little bewildered.
"I'm depressed," Liz said, looking him straight in the eye.
Max grimaced. "Then I'll go to the store for you. But you're not going out Liz."
The eyed each other for a moment, then Liz nodded her head. Max walked over to the door and opened it, turning around to face her. "I did what I had to Liz," he told her. "I always will to protect you. I didn't know she was going to be down there, but I would have gone anyway. Without you. Lock the door behind me."
He walked out, closing the door softly behind him. Liz scowled at it. Now she was the one who felt guilty. How had he managed to turn it around like that? She sighed. She knew her anger at him was misguided, but of all the obstacles she and Max had ever faced, Kira scared her the most. She turned towards the bedroom, then heard the door open behind her.
"Did you forget your wallet?" she said.
"I haven't forgotten anything."
Liz didn't even have time to turn around. She sent out a frantic cry to Max in the depths of her mind, then everything went black.
Israel suddenly lifted his head, everything in him going still.
"What's wrong?" Trinity said breathlessly. Things had been going rather well, she thought hazily. Now his mouth was in the wrong place.
Israel released her and turned his focus inwards. "I have to go," he said sharply.
"Go? Where? What happened?" Trinity said helplessly.
"I'll see you as soon as I can," Israel promised. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."
Trinity watched him walk away and break into a run as soon as he was outside. She shook her head to clear it, then went over and locked the doors. She would just have to wait until she saw him again, she thought. Then she was going to get some answers.
Israel ran into his parents hotel room and heard his Dad calling frantically for his Mum. He stood where he was, paralyzed, and his father came rushing out of the bedroom.
"Call everyone now," Max ordered. "Get them all here."
Max sat down on the couch and dropped his head into his hands. "She's gone. I think they've got her."
Liz woke up slowly, pressing her fingers to her temples and groaning. Where on earth had this headache come from?
"Good morning Elizabeth!"
Liz looked up, then quickly closed her eyes and groaned again. "Your face is the last thing I want to see," she snapped. "Go away."
Kira stamped her foot and pouted like a child. "I've taken you Elizabeth. I would suggest you be more careful how you speak to me."
"You can't kill me just yet," Liz said confidently. "You need me to get Max here. I mean, don't get me wrong, if you kill me he'll come. But he'll kill you as soon as he finds you."
"Max loves me," Kira said. "He's just been waiting to get rid of you so he could return to me."
"Kira, I don't mean to burst your bubble, but Max and I have been married for twenty years. If he was going to kill me don't you think he would have done it by now?"
Kira's face contorted with fury and she reached over and slapped Liz across the face, hard. "I would suggest you keep your mouth shut while you are here Elizabeth. I wouldn't want you to say something you'll regret later."
"I won't regret anything," Liz snarled, her temper rising. "Nothing I say here and nothing in my life if you kill me. I had Max remember?"
Kira let out a scream of rage and raised her hand. Liz fell to the floor, clutching her head, then slumped down, unconscious. Kira giggled eerily, then left the room, shutting the door behind her. She turned to the two men standing outside the door. "Go and tell my husband I'm expecting him. I imagine he's eager to see me."
The men nodded and walked away. Kira smiled happily, dancing around and humming the wedding march to herself. Max was going to be so proud of her.
"Max, I know it's hard but there is nothing we can do," Tess said gently. "We have to wait for her to come to us. We don't have a hope of finding Liz by ourselves."
"You can't just expect me to sit here," Max said desperately. "Liz has been gone all night. That bitch could be hurting her. She could be...she could be dead by now. I can't do nothing. She's all alone!"
Isabel stood beside her brother, tears in her eyes, helpless in the face of his pain. Max's desperation was like a force in the room, driving them to do something, anything.
"She'll send someone to us, you know she will," Kyle told him. "She's insane Max. She probably thinks you'll thank her for this."
"I'll kill her for this," Max said grimly. He looked up at all of them. "I can't have any of you stopping me if it comes to that. I will kill her if I have to."
"Max..." Isabel began hesitantly
"No," Max said, getting out of his chair and spinning on them. "Think about what you would be like if this happened to any of you? Isabel, you can't tell me you would just sit there if something happened to Alex. And Michael, I know you'd kill anyone who threatened Maria. Why are you all making me wait here?"
None of them had an answer that would satisfy him and they knew it. Isabel walked over to him and wrapped him up in her arms, holding him tightly when he tried to pull away. She could tell he was barely holding it together, and she ached for him.
"Well, we need to decide what's going to happen when Kira does send her goons," Michael said briskly. "We go in with a plan,. there's no way we're walking out of there without Liz. The demented wench won't stand a chance."
Max chuckled, albeit weakly, and nodded in agreement. Israel looked around the group then strode towards the door. "Fill me in on the plan later. There's something I need to do."
Max called out to him, but let him go. He had a funny feeling he knew where his son was going. In a crisis Max had always stayed close to the people that meant the most to him. His son was going to the Crashdown.
Israel strode into the Crashdown, saw Trinity and walked straight up to her, taking her arm. "You're coming with me."
Trinity pulled her arm away. "Like hell I am! I came to a decision last night after you returned to the batcave. I don't have time for you. You're too complicated, too mysterious. You're like a..well, you're like a wolf and I'm looking for more like a Saint Bernard."
"What are you talking about?" Israel said, bewildered.
"I have no idea," Trinity sighed. "I didn't sleep well last night."
"Please," Israel whispered. "Something has happened to my mother. I need you with me."
Trinity saw the panic in his eyes and, without thinking about it, took off her apron and attaenae and followed him out the door.
|posted on 5-Feb-2002 7:53:21 AM|
Trinity looked up when they walked into a lavish hotel. "Um, what are we doing here?"
"This is where we are staying," Israel told her, punching the button for the lift.
Trinity waited until they were inside then turned to him. "What happened to your mother?"
"I have a lot to tell you," Israel said, putting his arms around her and hugging her tightly. Trinity picked up on his tension and rubbed his shoulders. "I can't tell you everything right now, but I'm asking you to trust me. No matter what you see, no matter what you hear, just please trust me."
He was asking a lot, Trinity thought to herself. But she would give it to him. "As long as you tell me everything when you can."
He kissed her forehead gently in thanks, then pulled her out of the elevator. He strode down the hallway, and a door opened at the end of the hallway. A handsome man stepped out of the room. "Have you heard anything?" Israel asked him
The man shook his head, and smiled gently at Trinity. "Hello."
"Hello," Trinity said shyly.
Israel put his arm around her shoulder. "Dad, this is Trinity. Trinity, this is my Dad."
"No it's not," she said automatically. This man was far too young.
Israel frowned down at her, and Max laughed. Oh he was going to like this girl.
"I know it looks impossible, but it's true. There are a lot of things Izzy has to tell you about."
Trinity threw an amused glance at Israel. "Izzy?"
"Use it and die," he snarled.
"Okay," Trinity laughed.
They walked into the room, and Trinity hid behind Israel when she saw all the somber faced people standing there. A pretty blond woman saw what she was doing and laughed. "Okay everybody smile. We're scaring Izzy's friend."
Trinity burst into laughter when everyone in the room plastered smiles on their faces. She came out from behind Israel, still chuckling. She waved at the room. "Hi everybody."
"Okay let's do the rounds," Max said, throwing his arm around Trinity comfortably. She smiled up at him. Yes, he was definitely going to like this girl.
After the introductions were made, Trinity's head was swimming with names, and she wished she'd written them all down. She was still trying to sort them out when Israel pulled her aside and asked if he could speak to her. Trinity nodded. She was finally going to get her answers.
Israel led her into the bedroom and locked the door behind them. He gestured towards the bed. "Sit down," he requested quietly.
Trinity looked at the bed, then back at him. "No funny business," she said crisply.
"I'll behave myself if you do," Israel countered.
Trinity looked at him, admitting to herself that that was going to be a problem. Israel arched his eyebrow. He knew exactly what she was thinking. Trinity pointed sternly to the other side of the bed. "You over there. I'll stay on this side."
Israel chuckled, but did as he was told. Once they were both seated, a thick tension fell across the room. Trinity knew what she was about to hear was going to be a shock, and Israel didn't even know where to start. He suddenly remembered something his father had done for his mother, and he reached over to frame Trinity's face.
"Hey, I said no funny stuff!" she snapped, slapping at his hands.
"Keep still," Israel ordered. "There's something I want to show you. Close your eyes and concentrate."
Trinity narrowed her eyes at him, then let them slide closed. She took a deep breath, then forgot to let it out when she got a rush of images. Israel as a child, running around like a lunatic and giggling his head off. When he'd accidentally locked himself in a cupboard and had to wait until his parents found him. The start of his training when he'd decided he wanted to join his father's army. His journey to Earth. What he'd felt when he first saw her. What he was feeling now. Trinity opened her eyes quickly and jumped away from him, backing up quickly, stopping only when she felt the wall against her back. Israel watched her helplessly from the bed.
"Wh...what...what are you?" Trinity whispered, trembling. "What did you just do to me? Where are you from?"
Israel raised his hands and tried to calm her down. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said soothingly. "I'll explain everything I promise."
Trinity nodded her head, but stayed where she was.
"You remember the famous crash of '47?" Israel asked her.
"That was just a weather balloon."
Israel shook his head. "No it wasn't."
"You can't possibly have had anything to do with that," she said quickly.
"Not me. My Dad."
Trinity walked over cautiously and perched as far away from him as she could while still sitting on the bed. She wasn't sure what was coming, but she knew she needed to hear whatever he had to say. "You'd better start at the beginning."
Almost an hour later, Israel emerged from the room with Trinity in tow. She was deathly pale, and walking like she'd taken a sharp blow to the head. Isabel looked at her and let out a gasp of dismay. "For goodness sake Izzy, what did you do to her?"
She ran over and pulled the girl gently into her arms.
"I told her," Israel said simply. "I told her everything."
The concern in Isabel's eyes faded somewhat, replaced with a gleam of amusement. "Yes, well, that'll do it to them."
"I think she may be in shock," Israel said. "Do something."
Isabel gently pushed Trinity towards the kitchen, chuckling. Israel turned to his Dad. "You never said this was going to happen. She looks like she could keel over at any second."
"I told you your mother freaked out," Max said belligerently. "Although I'll admit your girl's reaction is a little more severe."
"Well what am I supposed to do now?"
"Just give her time to adjust," Max suggested. "In the mean time, Michael will fill you in on what's happening with your Mum."
Israel sat down with Michael, and Max walked into the kitchen. Trinity was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of tea and staring at her feet. Max sat behind beside her. She looked up, and smiled weakly.
"I guess I freaked," she whispered. "I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for," Max said gently. "When I told my wife, she ran out of the room like her ass was on fire."
Trinity chuckled, but sobered quickly. "I don't know what he expects me to do. I don't know if I can handle this."
Max sighed. It was never easy on the people who cared about them. "I can't tell you what to do Trinity, but I will tell you this. My son has never shown that much interest in the girls on our home planet. But he walked into that restaurant, took one look at you, and that was it. I was the same with his mother. There's something amazing in that."
Trinity looked at him, at the sincerity in his eyes, and lay her head on his shoulder. Isabel smiled from across the kitchen and left quietly.
"I'll try," Trinity said quietly.
"That's all we can ask you for," Max said, rubbing her shoulder.
He looked up when he heard someone knock on the door. Trinity looked up as well. "Are these the people that have your wife?"
Max looked down at her. She got up. "Israel told me."
"Dad," Israel called from the front room.
Max got up quickly. "It looks like it."
The both hurried into the other room, and Trinity walked straight up to Israel, slipping her hand into his, giving him what comfort she could.
"Where is she?" Max demanded.
"Kira is expecting you," one of the men said. "You are to come with us now. Alone."
"Highly unlikely," Michael said sarcastically.
Max put up his hand. "No Michael, I'll go alone."
Max turned to his son, sending him his thoughts. There were weapons these idiots didn't even know they had. (I'll let you know where they take me. Just be patient.)
Israel gave a quick nod, and Max strode out of the room, followed by the men. Israel turned to Trinity, who stood there frowning.
"What is it?" Israel said.
"I'll let you know where they take me," Trinity said, bewildered. "I know your Dad said that. So how come his lips weren't moving?"
Max looked around, wondering where he was going. He watched for landmarks as clues to where the idiots driving the car were taking him. It didn't take him long to figure out he was headed for Eagle Rock Military Base again. He shook his head. If nothing else had proven to him that Kira was insane, this did. The stupid woman was hiding out in the building housing The White Room.
"So," Max said pleasantly. "What's it like working for the craziest woman on two planets?"
The man in the passenger seat turned around and glared at him. Max chuckled.
They pulled up to the gates and the driver spoke into a microphone standing beside the window. "We have the king."
Max leaned over and called out the window. "I'll have a cheeseburger, large fries and a cherry coke."
He was still laughing to himself when they pulled up in front of the imposing building. He got out of the car and strolled through the big double doors, keeping a grin on his face, but scanning desperately for anywhere they might have been keeping Liz. The men grabbed an arm each and led him down the hallway. They threw him into a small room, and Kira entered a moment later.
"So where's my food?" Max said.
She frowned in confusion. Max sighed heavily. "Fine, no food. Where's my wife?"
Kira smiled and sauntered over to him. "I'm here."
Max arched his eyebrows. "No, I don't want my wife in a land called Hell, I want my real wife. Where's Liz?"
Kira put her arms around his neck and kissed him softly on the lips. "Never mind about her. I know why you came. You're here for me."
Max pushed her away, sending her careening into the wall on the opposite side of the room. "You have five seconds to take me to Liz before I just kill you and tear this place apart to find her."
Kira began building her energy, preparing to send a bolt of it at Max. He stepped back and put out his hand, creating a barrier around himself. The two opposing energy fields made the air in the small room crackle. Max stood calmly. Kira let out a sound of frustration, and reigned in her power. She turned sharply and threw open the door. Max followed her out of the room and back down the hallway. He looked around idly, remembering the last time he was here. Kira turned down another long hallway, and stopped in front of a heavy doorway. She opened the door, but Max didn't immediately enter the room.
"If she's hurt in any way, I'll kill you," he said in an eerily pleasant tone.
With that he walked quickly into the room.
Israel kneeled in front of Trinity, still frowning. He was trying to figure out how she had heard his father's silent communication.
"Quite glaring at me like that," Trinity snapped. "I feel like a circus act. I'm not the one from another planet here."
"Nothing like this has ever happened before," Israel told her. "Noone not of our planet has ever been able to detect our mind communications. Especially someone who has not been linked."
Israel nodded. "If two parties desire it, they can be linked, depending on the strength of their bond and their power. My father and I were linked when I was only a boy. We rarely use the power, but it's there."
"And your mother?" Trinity asked. "You acted strangely the night she was taken. Did she contact you? Are you linked?"
"Yes. My father, mother and I are all linked. It was my father that contacted me though."
Trinity thought about this for a moment. "Then why didn't your mother just tell your father where she was?"
"She can't tell us anything," Israel explained. "She has no natural ability of her own. My father and I can send our thoughts to her, but she can't send any to us."
Trinity nodded. When Israel continued to watch her, she looked down at her lap, avoiding his eyes. She knew he deserved an explanation, but she wasn't sure she could give him one. She hadn't meant to blurt out what she'd said about hearing his father, hadn't realized until the words were out of her mouth what it meant. The strange ability she had been denying all her life was rearing it's ugly head again. She'd thought it was gone, taken away by the accident she'd suffered two years ago. But it wasn't.
"Trinity, I know there's something you're not telling me," Israel said gently. "I want to know what it is. I deserve that much."
Her head snapped up angrily. "Deserve it? Why?"
"I've told you the truth about who I am, what I am," Israel said. "I've risked my life and the lives of everyone I care about. I had no reason to trust you, but I took a huge chance. All I'm asking is that you do the same."
Trinity looked into his eyes, searching desperately for courage. What she was about to tell him she'd told noone. About her ability, about the accident, everything. Israel saw her struggle and took her hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it lightly. Trinity smiled, her eyes welling with frightened tears. She took a deep breath, and whispered her secret.
Max's heart gave a lurch when he saw Liz cowering in the corner of the room. He rushed over to her, kneeling down beside her and brushing the hair back from her eyes. She looked up, her eyes widening when she realized it was him. She gave a frightened sob and threw herself into his arms. Max closed his eyes and held her tightly.
"Are you okay?" he whispered.
"No," Liz said, still sobbing. "I hate it here, the woman is nuts and I want to go home."
"I know you do baby," Max said. "But something tells me She isn't going to let us just walk out of here."
"You're absolutely right," Kira snarled.
She stepped out of the doorway and slammed the door, locking both of them in the room. Liz stared at the door, then looked back at Max.
"Um, don't think I'm ungrateful Max," she said ruefully, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I am really glad to see you. But, I really think you should have come in here with a plan. As rescues go, this one bites."
Max shook his head at her and gathered her closer. "This is the plan," he told her.
"Okay, clearly you thought of this in a hurry," Liz said sarcastically. "You never do your best thinking in a hurry. Max, we are now both locked in here."
"And Israel is going to get us out," Max reassured her. "I needed to make sure you were alright before we tried to take on Kira. But I wasn't leaving you alone here. I knew if I came here but didn't do what she wanted she'd just lock me up too."
Max lay back on the floor and pulled Liz over until she was lying on top of him. Liz sighed and lay her head on his shoulder. "So what happens now?"
"I'm going to contact Izzy and tell him where we are. Then all we have to do is wait for them to come and get us."
"Can you do it from here?" Liz worried. "You've never tried it from this far away before."
"It'll take some time," Max admitted. "But I'll get through to him. In the meantime, sleep."
Liz closed her eyes and tucked her head into Max's neck. She was asleep within minutes. Max kissed her forehead gently, then lay back and concentrated on the task of reaching his son.
Israel stroked Trinity's hair gently. He could tell she was still struggling with the fact that he knew what he supposed was her deep, dark secret.
"There's more," he said softly. "Tell me."
Trinity sighed and nodded.
"I was 8 the first time I ever heard someone's thoughts," she told him. "There was an old man on a park bench, just sitting there staring into space. I was at the park with my mother. I was watching him, wondering what he was looking at, and suddenly not only could I hear everything he was thinking, I knew it was him thinking it."
"What was he thinking about?" Israel asked.
Trinity smiled. "He was worried because he thought he had lost his wedding ring and he didn't know how he was going to tell his wife. I walked up to him and told him he didn't have to worry. He had taken his ring off to wash his hands that morning and had just forgotten to put it back on. It was still sitting on the vanity in the bathroom where he had left it."
"What did he do?"
"He looked at me like I was nuts and walked away," she told him. "That was the day I also realized people didn't like what I could do."
"What exactly can you do?"
"It all depends," Trinity said hesitantly. "I've read minds, been able to find things people have lost. Seen things that haven't happened yet. It's always changing. But my strongest...power I guess you could call it, is my ability to feel the emotions of others."
"You're an empath," Israel told her.
"So I've been told," Trinity said ruefully.
"What's wrong with that?" Israel said, bewildered. These people were greatly respected where he came from.
"People don't like what they don't understand," Trinity told him.
"So, if you can read minds, why didn't you know where I was from?" Israel asked her.
Trinity shook her head. "I...I lost my ability a couple of years ago. There was an accident, I made a huge mistake, and I was in a coma for about two months. When I came out of it, I couldn't do anything."
It didn't matter to Israel that he hadn't even known her two years ago. His blood ran cold at how close he had come to losing her. He picked her up off her chair, and sat in the same chair with her in his lap. He stroked her hair and felt her begin to relax.
"Tell me what happened."
"I was helping the police," Trinity began, closing her eyes and burrowing closer as she relived the horror she had gone through at the time. "A little boy had gone missing. I'd done that sort of thing for them before. All very hush-hush of course. I mean it just wasn't done. The police using a psychic. Anyway, if the police gave me something that belonged to the child, something important to them, I could link with the child and find out where they were."
She fell silent and Israel held her closer when she started to tremble.
"I knew something was different from the start," Trinity said, frowning. "Something just didn't feel right. It turned out the man who had the boy was also psychic. He knew I was there. So when the police found the boy and returned him to his parents safely, he was angry."
"He was planning to kill the boy. I ruined it for him. So he came up with a better plan. He came after me."
She fell silent again, and even though he had a pretty good idea what was coming, he had to ask.
"He started sending me letters, phoning me. I was running for months, but he always found me. Then one day I was standing on the side of a road, waiting to cross the street, and a speeding car came out of nowhere on to the footpath and hit me. When the police arrested the driver, it was him."
Israel just sat where he was, holding her, waiting for her trembling to subside. When she finally settled, she heaved a huge sigh and sat up so she could see his face. Israel kissed her gently, saying nothing, and Trinity smiled.
"So now you know," she whispered.
Israel opened his mouth to say something, then abruptly closed it. He frowned and stared right through Trinity for a few moments, then his eyes returned to her face. "I want to talk to you about this some more later. But right now we have to go. I know where my parents are."
Max continued to stroke his wife's back as she slept. He had contacted his son about 15 minutes ago, and now all he could do was wait. Liz stirred fretfully and Max whispered reassuringly in her ear. She settled again and Max closed his eyes and let himself drift. His eyes snapped open when the door opened, and two men he hadn't seen yet came into the room. He shook Liz gently and started sitting up. Liz woke up grumbling, then quickly fell silent when she saw the men. They both stood up, and the men came towards them, saying nothing. One of them grabbed hold of Max, and the other started pulling Liz out of the room. Max struggled fiercely, but he knew he wasn't going to be able to do anything. If he used his powers in the room to kill the two men, he was certainly kill Liz. He struggled more. Liz turned around and he felt sick when he saw the terrified look in her eyes.
"Just hang on Liz," Max called out to her as the man pulled her out of the room. "Whatever happens, just hang on." He turned on the man still in the room. "You tell Kira if Liz is harmed in any way, I'll kill everyone here."
Max punched the wall furiously when the door slammed shut behind the man. He felt so helpless. He closed his eyes and sent out another urgent message to his son. He got a response quickly and he knew Israel had all his attention focused on listening for him. He told him to hurry. When he disengaged from his son, he slid down the wall to sit on the floor and contacted Liz. It was risky, Kira would know it was happening, but he couldn't leave her to face whatever they were going to do to her alone. When he found her he felt her resistance and knew she thought it was someone else trying to get into her head. He gathered his energy and sent her a wave of reassurance and love. He felt her cautiously open her mind. He quickly slipped inside.
(I'm here Liz. Concentrate on my voice. You're going to be fine.)
(I don't know where they're taking me Max.)
Max had a sinking feeling he knew. (Have you left the building?)
(No. Wait we're stopping. Okay, it's a big room, with a big broken window on one side. It's all....it's all white inside. Max, is this the White Room? Am I being put in the White Room?)
(Liz, listen to me, you can't panic. You have to keep it together for me honey.)
It had taken him a long time to tell Liz everything that had happened in that room, but she knew, and that knowledge was not going to help her.
(Max you have to do something! You can't let them do this to me. Max please help me!)
Tears ran down Max's face as he felt blind panic coming off his wife in waves. He knew she had been locked in the room when her panic reached levels that made his head scream. He put his hands to his temples and concentrated on holding on to the connection. Suddenly everything went quiet. He knew Liz was still with him, but everything in her had gone still. Kira was in the room. Max knew it. (Liz, what's happening? What's she saying to you?)
(Liz? Honey please tell me what's going on.)
Max listened carefully, then grabbed his head and almost screamed when the panic came back. (Max! She's going to merge with me again. Max you have to help me!!)
The rest of the group were on their way to the base, and Max wasn't the only one having problems. Israel grabbed his head and gasped. Trinity helplessly stroked his temples, trying to bring a little relief from the never-ending stream of emotions he was getting. He relaxed marginally and sighed, pulling her fingers from his temple and kissing them. "Thank you."
Trinity leaned down and kissed his forehead. "I know how it feels to be bombarded by other people's emotions."
"What did you do about it?" Israel asked her curiously. He couldn't imagine anyone going around with that kind of pain battering at them.
"You learn to close off your mind. But you can't do that. We need to know what's happening to your Mum and Dad."
Israel nodded. He blew out a breath, turning to Michael, who was driving. "How much longer?"
"I can get us there in half an hour if we push it."
"Push it," Israel said as his head began aching again.
Max paced the confines of the small room. He continued to communicate with Liz, and searched desperately for any way to get out.
(Now, now Max. Communicating with her telepathically is cheating.)
Max stopped pacing. (Stop this now Kira. You still have a chance to return to Antar alive if you don't hurt Liz.)
(I'm not going to hurt her Max. I'm going to claim my rightful place by your side. If this is the only way I can do it then so be it.)
(It won't be that easy this time. Liz will fight you.)
(Then she will die.)
Israel suddenly sat up straighter with a gasp.
"What's wrong?" Trinity asked him.
"It's Kira. I can hear her. She's inside my father's head."
Trinity sat back in her seat, very quiet. What she was thinking, contemplating, was a huge risk, to herself and Israel's parents. She wasn't sure she had the strength to do it. But as she looked at Israel's tired face, she knew she had to try. She sat forward and rubbed his shoulder. He turned around in his seat to face her. She grabbed hold of his hand to anchor herself, and closed her eyes. She reached out with her mind, and made contact.
(Hi Mr Evans.)
|posted on 5-Feb-2002 7:54:05 AM|
Max frowned in confusion. (Trinity, what are you doing in my head?)
(It's a long story Mr Evans, and I don't really have time to explain right now. I'm here to help.)
(I appreciate that Trinity, I really do, but I don't see how you can help.)
(I'm going to go into Kira's mind, what's left of it, and distract her while you look for Mrs Evans.)
(No. That's too risky. Even if you could get through, the woman's nuts. We don't know what could happen to you.)
(With all due respect Mr Evans, you're locked in a room. You can't exactly stop me.)
Trinity heard nothing, but she could feel Max's reluctance.
(This may be the only way for you to get your wife back.)
She waited again, and finally felt his grudging acceptance.
(Fine. But we are going to have a serious talk about this when I get out.)
Trinity smiled before opening her eyes and looking at Israel.
"Just be careful," he told her.
"I will," she promised, and she closed her eyes again.
Israel watched Trinity carefully, and he knew his father was monitoring her through their mental connection. There was a three way conversation going on in Israel's mind, and it was like nothing he'd ever experienced before.
Israel kept his eyes on her. Her face remained peaceful for a few minutes, then she started frowning in distress.
(What's going on Dad?)
(She's having trouble making her way through. She's getting lost. I'm helping as much as I can, but I need to keep in contact with your Mum so she knows what's going on.)
(We should be there in about 5 minutes. Just tell her to hold on.)
Israel watched Trinity's face carefully until they slid to a stop in front of the base. He jumped out of the car and flung open the door beside her. He shook her gently. "Trinity? We're here. You can let her go now."
Israel shook her again when she didn't respond. Michael came up behind him and touched him lightly on the shoulder.
"We have to go Izzy."
"I can't just leave her here like this," Israel told him, shaking Trinity again.
( Go Izzy. I'm taking care of her. She'll be fine.)
Israel shook his head. (I don't want to leave her out here alone Dad.)
(Izzy, your Mum needs you. Go now. If anything happens to Trinity I'll know.)
Israel tried shaking her one last time, but she still didn't stir. He turned the car back on and turned on the air-conditioning before locking all the doors. He turned and followed all the others into the building at a run.
Michael led them all under the building, where they had entered before to rescue Max. He quickly glanced around the corner, and saw five men standing in the hallway. He turned to Tess.
"We only need a few seconds to make it to the other end of the hallway and through the doors. After that they won't be able to see us."
"When you're through Tess, Alex and I will go through the doors at the front," Kyle told them. "We'll find Max. You guys get Liz."
Everybody nodded their agreement, and Tess closed her eyes tightly. The guards in the hallway suddenly started shouting and ran off to the left. Michael grabbed Maria's hand, Israel grabbed Isabel's, and they ran for the doors at the other end of the hallway. When they were through Tess opened her eyes and the three of them took off for the front doors. Michael and Isabel lead the way to the room where Liz was. Isabel opened the door carefully, but when they entered Liz was alone. She looked up, recognized them and threw herself into Michaels' arms.
"Thank God," she gasped, pulling away from Michael and hugging her son and Isabel.
"Let's get out of here," Isabel suggested.
Kira could see the girl in the car, her eyes still closed as she stayed linked. She chuckled. So, this was the prince's new girlfriend. She approached the car carefully, stopping when she stood beside the door next to the girl. She held her hand up and used her powers to unlock the door. When she'd done that she suddenly closed off her mind, and Trinity's eyes flew open. Kira smiled down at her.
Isabel, Michael, Israel and Liz ran down the hallway. They came around a corner and nearly ran down Max and the others in the group. Max grabbed Liz tightly.
"Are you okay?" he said frantically, running his hands over her. "Did she do anything to you?"
"I'm fine," Liz assured him. "I'm just tired. I want to go home."
"Good idea," Tess said. "Let's go."
They all started running again, bursting out of the doors and sprinting for the car. Israel stopped when he realized something was wrong. It only took him a second to realize the car door was open. He turned to his father.
"We didn't see anybody running out," he whispered. "I should have known. It was all too easy. I shouldn't have let her do it. I didn't want to."
Liz hugged her son. "It'll be alright Israel."
He wasn't listening. He just stared at the car and murmured to himself.
"They've got her."
Trinity kept her eyes on Kira as she paced the room. The woman was clearly furious that her plans had been botched once again.
"This is ridiculous!" Kira suddenly spat.
"You're telling me," Trinity murmured.
"My plan was flawless. It was not supposed to fail! I belong with the king. He should have realized that by now."
Trinity shook her head. The woman was crazy and stupid.
"Well, this should work. I have you now."
"Um, I hate to break it to you," Trinity said hesitantly. "But in the grand scheme of things, I'm not really worth much. I'm human. I don't know what you hope to gain by keeping me here. So I'm thinking I'll just leave, and we'll forget you ever kidnapped me."
Trinity stood up and started walking over to the door. She didn't even make it halfway across the room before Kira threw her back against the wall. Trinity sat up slowly and glared at Kira from the floor.
"Okay, maybe not. But if you're going to be throwing me around the room, I'd appreciate it if you did it by hand. No using of weird alien powers. It gives you an unfair advantage."
Kira just arched her eyebrow. Trinity heaved a sigh, acting bored to try and hide her terror. One slip-up and she was dead. She knew it.
"What exactly is it you hope to achieve? Mr Evans won't come after me. I mean nothing to him."
"He'll come for his son," Kira said gleefully.
"Israel won't come after me either," Trinity lied.
Kira just laughed and left the room. Trinity watched the door shut, and lay down on the floor with a tired sigh. She wanted to contact Mr Evans again, but she didn't know where she was. She couldn't tell them anything that would help. And she could n't risk the crazy bitch detecting the mind communications and storming her crazy way in to kill her. She was going to have to fight Kira on her own. Closing her eyes, she severed her last line to the outside world, shutting off her mind so that noone could contact her. She was alone.
She had no idea how much time had passed when the door suddenly swung open, and two men came into the room. She stood up quickly and smiled.
"I don't suppose either of you are here to help me?" she said sweetly, batting her eyelashes for good measure.
They grabbed her roughly by the arms and started dragging her from the room.
"What if I offered you my body, would that work?" she asked.
They continued walking.
"My firstborn child?"
Trinity didn't waste her breath trying to coax anymore, instead she focused on her surroundings in case it gave her a clue to her whereabouts that she could give to Israel. She didn't see anything, and she knew it was too late when the men threw her into another room. Kira smiled at her.
"I'm so glad you could join me."
"You're a complete loon," Trinity cried, tired of the womans delusion. "No wonder Mr Evans was never interested in you."
"You don't like me?" Kira said, pouting.
"Congratulations," Trinity said dryly. "You figured it out. No, I don't like you."
"That's too bad," Kira said, taking Trinity's face in her hands and catching her gaze. "Because you and I are about to get a lot closer."
Max rubbed his forehead, exhausted. He'd been trying to contact Trinity for the better part of two hours with no luck. He looked at his son's anxious face and shook his head.
"Dammit!" Israel said loudly, getting out of his chair and stalking around the room. "Why is this happening? Why can't we reach her?"
"She's closed off Izzy," Max told him. "She doesn't want anyone contacting her."
Liz watched her son, hurting for him. He was clearly in pain, and there was nothing she could do to help. He reminded her so much of Max. And it scared her. He would lay his life down for this girl, just as Max would for her.
"There's nothing we can do about it," Max said finally. "She has to contact us first. And I don't think she will. She knows the risks. Kira can take control of the minds of anyone who tries to link with Trinity."
"I can't just sit here Dad," Israel said shakily. "I can't do nothing."
They all jumped when there was a knock on the door. Israel ran over and opened it. Trinity stood on the other side, smiling serenely. Israel pulled her into his arms gratefully.
"Are you alright?" he asked. "What happened? How did you get out?"
"I'm fine," Trinity said breezily. She walked past him into the room and smiled sweetly at Max.
Max smiled back, but it quickly faded. Something wasn't right here. He was almost certain the woman standing on front of them wasn't Trinity.
Israel looked up when the bedroom door opened. He'd been watching Trinity sleep. She'd complained of being tired just after returning to the hotel and she'd been asleep ever since. He smiled at his father. Max looked at the sleeping girl, then back at his son.
"I'm fine Dad," Israel assured him. "Better now she's back."
Max looked at Trinity again.
"She reminds me of your mother at that age," Max murmured with a reminiscent smile.
Israel examined her, then shrugged. He didn't see any similarities at all. Max saws the uncomfortable look on his son's face and chuckled. He wondered if all men were freaked out by the idea of being involved with someone who was anything like their mother.
"It's not her looks," Max explained. "It's her attitude."
"With your mother I called it her 'damn the torpedoes' attitude. No matter how dangerous the situation, no matter how many times I told her no, your mother always did exactly as she wanted. She still does. I'm the king of my own planet and I can't get my wife to listen to a single thing I say."
Israel laughed softly. His Trinity was like that. She moaned fretfully in her sleep and Israel whispered to her, rubbing her back and soothing her instantly.
"Izzy, I think there might be something wrong," Max confessed.
"Like what?" Israel asked. "Wrong with who?"
"With Trinity," Max said hesitantly.
Israel frowned, confused. "She's fine Dad. She's just a little tired."
Max shook his head.
"It's nothing...physical," he tried to explain. "It's just a feeling. I'm just guessing here, I could be wrong. All I'm asking is that you keep a close eye on her."
Israel nodded. "I was going to do that anyway."
"Izzy, I know you like this girl alot, but there are so many things we haven't told you about Kira. Anything could have happened to Trinity while she was with her. I need to be able to trust that you'll come to me if you notice anything strange. We can help her if we figure out what's wrong soon enough."
Israel just nodded again. Max sighed, resigned, and left the room. Israel sat back in his chair to keep watch.
Trinity knew something had happened to her, but she couldn't figure out what it was. It was like she was trapped inside her own mind, like someone else was controlling her body.
"Oh, you're so smart!" a childish voice said gleefully.
Trinity looked around for the owner of the voice, but she couldn't see anybody.
"Who are you?" she called out. "Where am I? What have you done to me?"
"Oh don't have a panic attack," the voice said impatiently. "I'm only borrowing you for a while. I have no intention of staying inside you for long."
"Well I couldn't very well just walk into the room now could I. I had to find some way to get to Max."
Trinity heard clapping. "Oh, I knew you were smart. Didn't I just tell you you're smart. Now, if your really smart you won't fight me on this. Just stay where you are and pretty soon everything will be back to normal."
Trinity looked around her hopelessly. She was trapped in her own mind. Kira had taken over her body. She closed her eyes and focused in a weak attempt to wrestle back control.
"Oh no you don't," Kira said harshly, sending a sharp pain through Trinity's subconscious. "I told you not to fight me. You won't like what happens if you do."
Giving up for the time being, Trinity sat down and began gathering her strength. When she did take control it would only be for a small time, and she had to make it count. She had to let everyone know what had happened, how dangerous she was to all of them. Then she would tell them what to do.
Israel watched Trinity wake up slowly. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
"How are you feeling?"
Trinity looked up at him and frowned.
"I'm fine," she snapped. "Where's your father? I have to speak to him."
Israel pulled back, surprised. "What's wrong?"
Trinity made a frustrated sound and pushed him away, getting up off the bed. "There's nothing wrong, I just want to speak to your father. Is this too complicated for you? Should I look for him myself?"
Israel shook his head mutely. What the hell was going on? He thought about what his father had said, but refused to believe it. She was still a little shaken up by her capture, Israel told himself. That was all. He stood up and lead the way out of the room. Trinity followed him out. Liz hurried over to Trinity when they walked out.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked anxiously, reaching up to brush a hand down the girl's hair. She stepped back quickly at the look of hatred in the girls eyes.
"Don't touch me," Trinity spat. She turned to Israel again. "Where is he?"
Israel pointed to the kitchen. Trinity strode over and slammed the door behind her.
Liz turned to her son. "I think your father's right," she whispered, still shaken by her encounter. "There's something wrong with her."
Israel stood looking in the direction she'd gone, still shaking his head. He could tell his mother didn't believe him. It was only right. He didn't believe himself.
Max looked up when the kitchen door slammed, then stood up quickly when he saw Trinity. She smiled slyly, and crossed the room to him.
"Well here we are," she whispered. "All alone. What am I going to do with you?"
Max just smiled back. He knew if they were going to help Trinity, he needed Kira to think he wasn't on to her.
"Where's Israel?" he asked her.
Trinity frowned. "I don't care. I want you. Your son is cute, don't get me wrong, but it was always you I wanted."
Max shook his head. "I'm sorry Trinity, I'm just not interested."
Trinity walked right up to him and ran her hands over his chest. "I could make you interested."
Max grabbed her hands and held them tightly. She pouted, trying to pull her hands free.
"I said no Trinity."
Max watched as her eyes flickered, then closed. He waited, watching her closely. Something was about to happen.
Trinity concentrated fiercely, and felt it the exact moment when Kira gave up control of her body. They had been waging this silent battle since Kira had woken up. She quickly opened her eyes. She looked up and saw Mr Evans. She noticed he was holding her hands and bought her eyes back to his.
"She's taken over my body," she said quickly. "I've wrestled control back but I don't long how long I can hold it. You're going to have to help me."
"We will," Max assured the obviously frightened girl. "You just hold on. Can you remember what happened?"
"She just started chanting, then she was inside my head, and I couldn't get out. I don't know how she did it. I tried to fight her, but she's so much stronger than me."
"She's merged with you," Max stated surely. "She did the same thing to Liz. What we have to do now is figure out how to separate the two of you."
Trinity closed her eyes and moaned. She took some deep breaths and opened her eyes again.
"I'll decide what to do," she gasped. "Just wait for me."
Israel walked into the room and Trinity turned around, smiling when she saw him.
"You asked me to trust you once," she said to him softly. "Now I'm asking you to do the same thing for me, and for your father. Whatever you see, no matter what he does to me, you have to trust him. He'll tell you what's going on."
She moaned again, then fainted in Max's arms. He lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom, Israel trailing behind him. He lay her gently on the bed, then walked over to the closet. Israel sat next to her and stroked her hair. He looked up when his father came back to the bed with a belt.
"What are you doing?" he said, watching his father tie Trinity's hands to the bedposts. He reached over and began undoing them.
Max slapped his hands away and pulled him off the bed. "Trinity asked you to trust me. I hate doing this to her but it's necessary. I'll tell you everything but you have to let me do this."
Israel looked into his father's eyes, so steady on his, and nodded reluctantly. Max took another belt from the floor and tied Trinity's feet. When he was done he put his arm around his son and lead him out of the room. They sat down and Max explained. When he was finished, Israel felt sick. He should have stayed away from her!
"So what happens now?" he said hoarsely.
"We wait," Max said calmly. "Trinity will contact us as soon as she can."
Israel stood up and turned back to the room. Max stood up. "Izzy you can't untie her."
Israel turned around and faced his father. "I won't, but I need to be with her. I'll watch her. When Trinity comes back I want to be able to move straight away. I want this finished."
With that he turned and disappeared back into the bedroom.
Michael sat down across from Max when Israel left the room.
"So Kira's merged again?" Michael murmured. "How the hell did she do that? Liz was just a child. Trinity's a grown woman."
"Who's psychic," Max told him. "From what I can figure out, Kira can only enter the body of someone who's mind has little resistance. The human race as a whole close their minds off to things like this. They don't even know they are doing it. But a child is different. Their minds are completely open. So was Trinity's. While she was linked with Kira to get Liz out, she also paved the way for Kira to get in. She fought it, but in the end Kira was too powerful."
"She's merged with her hasn't she?" Liz asked, walking into the room and sitting on Max's lap.
"Poor girl," Isabel murmured. "What happened in the kitchen?"
"Trinity was able to gain control for a short time. She told me what had happened and asked me to help."
"Then we'll help," Michael said simply.
"So she's psychic huh," Alex said, scratching his head. "Why is it we never seem to draw normal people to us?"
"Hey!" Maria protested.
Michael started laughing and Isabel just shook her head at her husband. Alex arched his eyebrow at Maria. "I happen to think you are a superior sort of human being Maria, therefore not at all normal."
Maria smiled and Tess patted Alex on the back. "Good save."
Alex chuckled. Liz looked at the bedroom door and lay her head down on Max's shoulder. She thought about going in, but Isabel beat her to it.
"Can I go in there?" Isabel asked Max. "Just sit with him. I don't like the idea of him being alone."
Max nodded, smiling his thanks. He ran his hand over Liz's hair when she made a move to go as well. "I'd rather Isabel was in there than you baby, just in case something happens when she wakes up. If she sees you it could send her over the edge."
"Uh Max, I think we can safely say Kira passed the edge a long time ago," Michael said dryly. "She jumped off the mountain into the 'your a certified loony' category somewhere back on Antar."
"I'm trying to be optimistic Michael," Max said, laughing. "I'm still hoping when we leave for Antar again, we can take her with us."
"Why wouldn't we take her with us?" Liz asked.
The aliens looked at each other in silent communication.
"She could be dead."
Isabel walked into the room slowly, closing the door behind her. Israel looked up from his position beside the bed and smiled tiredly.
"How you doing?" she asked him quietly, pulling up another chair and sitting beside him.
"I'm wondering why I couldn't just find a nice girl back on Antar. Settle down, get married, have a whole parcel of little green rugrats."
Isabel shuddered in abject horror and Israel chuckled. The gesture seemed funnier coming from someone who was settled down, married and had four rugrats of her own.
"You were never one to settle for anything less than exactly what you wanted Izzy," Isabel said fondly. "You never found anyone on Antar you wanted to be with because the one woman you were searching for wasn't there. She was here."
Israel reached over and ran his hand lightly over Trinity's forehead, not wanting to wake her up. Isabel watched him and smiled. He was in so many ways so much like his father.
"I'm going to take her home with me," Israel said firmly. "When all this is over, when she's herself again, I'm going to take her home."
Isabel nodded. "Think she'll come peacefully?"
"I highly doubt it," Israel said, chuckling. "But it won't matter. I'll knock her over the head and drag her by the hair if I have to."
"Well now," Isabel said doubtfully. "That's romantic."
Israel chuckled again.
"Dad told me he took one look at Mum and knew," Israel said absently, looking at Trinity again. "I thought he was nuts. Or maybe I was just envious."
"You can't be around Mum and Dad and see how they are with each other without wanting it for yourself," Israel said simply. "And you were right. I wasn't going to settle. I always knew there was someone out there that I could look at like Dad looks at Mum."
Isabel blinked back sentimental tears and threw her arms around her nephew.
"Not including my kids, there's noone in this world, in this galaxy, as special as you are," she whispered to him.
Israel hugged her back, then turned quickly when Trinity started stirring. Isabel watched her closely. She opened her eyes and looked around slowly. Isabel could see the exact moment she realized she'd been tied up. She pulled at the restraints frantically, fury sparking in her eyes.
"Untie me!" she shrieked. "What the hell is going on?"
"It's for your own good Trinity," Isabel told her. "Just lie still and everything will be fine."
"Like hell I'll lie still you bitch!" she screamed back, struggling harder. Isabel winced when she thought of the damage Kira was doing to the muscles in Trinity's arms.
Kira quickly turned to Israel, who was watching her struggles painfully. "Israel please. You have to help me. I don't know what they've told you, but they're wrong. You can't let them do this to me. Please untie me. Please."
Isabel watched her nephew battle with his heart, before he turned and started walking out of the room.
"Just watch her," he said hoarsely.
Kira continued screaming frantically and Israel shut the door behind him. Liz rushed over and threw her arms around him. She lead him into the kitchen for privacy, then put her arms around him again. And held him while he cried.
|posted on 5-Feb-2002 7:54:50 AM|
|Chapter Twenty One|
Kira stared hatefully at Isabel from her position on the bed. She knew the other woman knew it was her.
"You know, you're probably enjoying this," she spat scornfully. "Seeing a poor defenseless girl tied up like this."
"I don't enjoy seeing Trinity tied up like this," Isabel corrected. "You I don't care about. You blew it Kira. Again."
She thrashed around on the bed and Isabel watched the belt holding her there carefully. If she got away, anything could happen.
"So what are you going to do with me?" Kira asked sharply.
Isabel shrugged. "I don't know. That's up to Israel."
Kira frowned. "Israel? Why him? My fate should be decided by Max. He's my husband."
Isabel let vent with an extremely exasperated sound and shook her head. "Surrender the fantasy you nut! Max is married to Liz. Has been for quite some time now. Max is of the opinion that you need professional help. Or a simple case of death. Personally I'm hoping he chooses the latter."
Kira stopped her struggling and lay still, breathing heavily.
"You won't stop me," Kira hissed. "I will destroy this insignificant planet if I have to."
"Uh, news flash," Isabel said sarcastically. "We have stopped you. Your dancing days are severely limited Kira."
"I have just decided I'm going to kill you first," Kira boasted. "Then I'll go after your husband. And last but not least, your children. All your precious little children. One by one. Painfully."
Isabel had felt her anger growing with every word, and knew what she was going to do. Sending out a silent apology to Trinity, she directed her anger at Kira. The other woman didn't even have time to scream. Seconds later she was unconscious.
Trinity just sat where she was, not even attempting to move around the murkiness that was her own mind. She needed to gather as much energy as she could to be able to take over for longer next time. She knew what she had to do now, all she wanted was the opportunity to tell Mr Evans. She couldn't help looking around and wondering how this murky scene produced any sort of coherent thought. The human mind looked like a desolate wasteland. Whenever she had wondered about it, she had always imagined the mind as a neat and tidy, organized place to be stuck in. Thoughts would have their place, emotions could be found somewhere else. Laughing softly, she shook her head. She fell silent when she could hear the muted sound of voices. She knew whenever Kira was talking to someone, but she could never make out exactly what they were saying. It had worried her at first, but now that Mr Evans knew what had happened, she figured Kira could talk her head off. And she was. Trinity could feel the hatred the woman was feeling, and could sense the violence in whatever she was saying. She sat very still, waiting to see what was going to come of the conversation. She gasped and shielded her eyes when the space around her suddenly lit up, like a bolt of lightning had struck. Then everything was still again. She used all her psychic ability to assess what had happened, and realized quickly she wouldn't have a better opportunity to gain control. For whatever reason, Kira was unable to fight her. She stood up, and quickly fought her way to the surface.
Isabel was leaving the room when the voice spoke from the bed. Spinning around in shock, she wondered how the hell Kira was still conscious after the blast she'd given her. Then another thought occurred to her.
"Trinity?" Isabel said hesitantly.
The girl smiled. "Yes, it's me. I promise. You're Israel's aunt."
Isabel smiled, pleased to have the girl back. "Yes I am."
Trinity tried to sit up, and noticed for the first time she was tied to the bed. Isabel rushed over. "Here, let me undo those for you."
"No!" Trinity said quickly when Isabel reached for the belt. "I have no idea how long I can maintain control. Just leave me like this. I need to speak to Mr Evans. If you could just get him for me, I have a plan for fixing this."
Isabel nodded and rushed out of the room. A moment later Max and Israel came in. Trinity smiled at both of them wearily. She was getting tired. Israel sat down beside the bed and also began trying to untie her. Trinity told him not to, giving him the same reason she gave his aunt. He fought her for a moment, then gave up.
"You're so stubborn!" he finally said angrily.
"You wouldn't want a woman you could walk all over anyway so quit your bitching!" Trinity snapped.
Max swallowed a chuckle and sat down beside the girl on the bed. "Isabel told us you have a plan."
"There's not much to do where I am when Kira's in control except think," Trinity told them. "I remembered Israel telling me when this happened to his mother, and how it was eventually reversed."
Max nodded. "I could contact my planet and have them send down Zan to perform the ritual again."
Trinity shook her head. "I thought about that too, but you don't have the time for that option."
"So what are you thinking?" Max asked.
Trinity looked from Max to Israel and smiled softly. Reaching up, she kissed him softly on the lips. "Could you give me a moment alone with your father?"
Israel frowned at her. "Why?"
"What I have to say to him, I can't do with you in the room. Please Israel, I'm not going to say what I have to say with you here."
"Trinity, I have to know about the plan," Israel insisted.
"I'll tell you Izzy," Max promised. He couldn't imagine what sort of plan this was, but he at least had to listen.
"Please," Trinity asked again.
Although he clearly didn't want to, Israel kissed Trinity again and reluctantly left the room. Max waited until the door shut behind him before turning back to Trinity.
"I have a feeling I'm not going to like what you have to say," he said.
Trinity smiled. "You're not. But I've gone over and over it in my mind and it is the only option we have. But I need you to keep parts of my plan from Israel. He won't agree, and this can't work if he interferes."
"What parts do you want kept from him?" Max asked. "What exactly is it you want me to do?"
Trinity looked him straight in the eye.
"I need you to kill me."
Chapter Twenty Two
"Say again," Max said.
"Ok, not kill me, clearly," Trinity said quickly. "That would suck. But I need you to pretend you might. If I die, so does Kira."
"No," Max said quickly, understanding what she was proposing. "Forget it."
"It's the only way," Trinity insisted. "If Kira thought she could be killed, it will force her to abandon my body to save herself."
"No," Max told her severely.
"Once she has exited my body, all you have to do is get her into the granolith and send her home," Trinity went on, ignoring his protest. "I suggest you already be in the granolith chamber when this happens. You can send her back to your planet by herself, and follow later."
Max just kept shaking his head. "You can't ask me to do this."
"You're not listening," Trinity cried in frustration. "If just the threat of death scares Kira enough, she'll jump ship before anything happens to me. If she doesn't, you can do what you have to do, then heal me."
"I can't heal someone who's already dead!" Max told her.
"Have you ever healed someone you have a psychic connection with?"
Max stopped pacing, thought about it, then shook his head.
"I'll link with you just before the main event," Trinity said with morbid humor. "The connection should be strong enough to keep me alive long enough for you to heal my boo-boo."
Max just stared blankly at her for a moment, wondering how on earth she could joke while sitting there asking him to attempt to hurt her. Then he realized she was doing what she had to to stop herself from going right out of her mind. He also knew this was the only real answer they had. He had to get Kira back to Antar before she went after Liz again.
"What am I supposed to tell my son?" Max finally said. "You know he won't let you do this."
"Tell him the truth. We have to get to the granolith chamber to be able to separate Kira and I."
"He's going to want to know how," Max told her.
"Then lie!" Trinity snapped. She could feel Kira stirring.
"You want me to lie?" Max said in disbelief.
"Fine then, be economical with the truth," Trinity said quickly, her breath shortening. "I should think you'd be used to it by now. If you all were running around telling the truth all the time you'd be dead. Need I remind you, you are an alien."
Max saw her struggling and knew their time had come to an end. Trinity pinned him with a fierce stare, but her eyes pleaded with him.
"Leave for the granolith chamber now. Get her out of me."
"I will," Max promised.
Trinity's eyes fluttered closed, and her back arched up off the bed. Max left the room before Kira opened her eyes and saw him there.
Liz wandered into the kitchen and found her husband staring out the small window. He smiled at her when she walked in, but quickly looked out the window again. Liz's eyes narrowed, and she sauntered over to put her arms around him. Something was bothering him, she could tell.
"So, what's the plan?" Liz asked.
"We have to go to the granolith chamber," Max told her.
"And then?" Liz persisted.
Max stayed silent, and Liz lay her head down on his chest, listening to the reassuring sound of his heartbeat. "Max, in all the years we've been married, name one time you've been able to keep something from me."
"The first five years we were married I never told you I'm deathly afraid of spiders," Max informed her smugly.
Liz chuckled. She'd never forget the day she found that one out. The unforgettable picture of Max standing on a chair in the bathroom telling Liz to 'Get the bastard!'. Every time she thought about it for two weeks afterwards she broke into giggles. Max wasn't impressed.
"Max, I know something's bothering you," she told him. "I always know. So you might as well tell me."
Max sighed heavily, pulling her tighter against him. He lifted her face with gentle fingers and closed his mouth over hers. Liz let the kiss go on until her head started to swim, then she pulled back reluctantly. "That particular distraction, although one of my favorites, won't work either."
Max frowned darkly. "It always worked before."
Now it was Liz's turn to frown. "How often have you used that particular method?"
Max quickly looked back out the window. Liz tucked this little piece of information away for later investigation then came back to the original subject.
"Max, you have to tell me what's going to happen when we get there," Liz said.
Max looked down at her and realized she was right. "Liz, if I do tell you what Trinity's plan is, you can't tell Izzy. I promised her."
"Why can't I tell Izzy?" Liz asked, bewildered.
"You have to promise me Liz."
Liz finally, and very reluctantly, nodded. Max sat down on a chair with her in his lap and told her what was going to happen. And wondered the whole time how he was going to do it with his son watching.
Chapter Twenty Three
Fifteen minutes later the gang was ready to go.
"How are we going to get Kira out of the bedroom?" Alex asked. "I'm pretty sure she'll be suspicious if we ask her to join us for dinner."
"You guys go ahead," Max told them. "I'll get her and meet you there."
"That would be a no," Liz said.
Max sighed in exasperation while the rest of the group snickered. "Liz, I'm just going to untie her, load her in the car and bring her to the chamber. Nothing's going to happen."
"Oh I know nothing's going to happen," Liz said serenely. "Because you're not doing it."
The others watched in anticipation. It had become a favorite pastime of the whole group to watch Max and Liz fight. It hadn't happened very often in their marriage, so it was always worth watching. They were all severely disappointed when Israel stepped forward.
"I'll bring her," he said firmly. "Kira has to believe I still think she's Trinity for this to work. Dad if you go in there wanting to take her to the chamber she's going to know something's up."
Max thought about it, and had to agree. "Alright, we'll do it that way. We'll go now, you follow. Tie her up when you get here in the car."
"You weren't going to tie her up," Israel pointed out.
"I wouldn't have needed to," Max told him. "Kira would go straight off the side of a cliff with me if I asked her to."
"Now there's an idea," Michael murmured, making Max smile.
"But she'll fight you if she guesses where you're going," Max continued. "Just do it to be safe. We'd better get going."
Israel nodded. He waited until everyone was gone and went into the bedroom. Kira smiled up at him.
"Hi," she said sweetly.
Israel smiled back at her, sitting down beside her on the bed.
"It wasn't my idea to tie you up," Israel told her. "I want to get you out of here."
Her smile grew. "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
"Is your father going to be there?," she asked sweetly.
Israel nodded, just barely restraining a shudder. How he'd mistaken this woman for Trinity, even though she looked like her, was beyond him. He untied her hands first, then her feet, before taking her hand and pulling her off the bed. He waited for some kind of attack, but it didn't happen. Probably because she thinks I'm taking her to Dad, Israel thought. He hurried her out the door, and took a moment to tie her up again in the car.
"I thought you said it wasn't your idea to tie me up," Kira pouted.
"It wasn't," Israel said, thinking up a plausible excuse, fast. "I'm sorry. It's just that if I show up and you're not tied up, Dad will freak. He's got some stupid theory, he won't tell me about it, but he ordered me to tie you up."
Kira knew she couldn't really argue without causing suspicion, so she kept her mouth shut, vowing revenge, but only to herself. A few minutes later they were on their way.
"I still don't think this is a good idea," Liz said quietly to Max. "The last time any of you unleashed your power on a human, Michael killed Peirce."
"I know," Max said heavily. "Don't think these things haven't occurred to me Liz. They have, and I'm trying to think of another solution. But right now, it's the only plan we have."
"It sucks," Liz said bluntly.
Max chuckled, reaching over to run his hand over her hair. "That's one way of putting it."
"If this does work," Liz said, thinking aloud. "And that's a big if, will we be going back home soon?"
Max smiled. "I thought we were home."
Liz looked around her, and slowly shook her head. "Not anymore. The past is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live here. I'd only stay here if you were here, and you're needed on Antar."
"If all does go well today, we can leave tomorrow."
Max took his eyes of the road for a moment to look at his wife. It still shook him sometimes, the depths of his feelings for this woman. Everyday she was still his first thought and his last.
"I love you," he told her gently.
Liz smiled. "I know you do."
Max waited, then frowned. "You have nothing to say to me?"
Liz pointed out the windshield. "Watch the road."
Max blew out a huge breath and turned his eyes forward. Liz waited the appropriate amount of time, then spoke as though it had just occurred to her.
"Oh, and I love you too."
"Too late," Max yelled dramatically.
Liz burst out laughing. She was still chuckling when they reached the chamber. She got out of the car and wandered over to join Isabel. They all stood looking at the entrance for a while before going inside to wait.
When they pulled up outside the granolith chamber, Kira's head swung around and she pinned Israel with a hard stare.
"What are we doing here?" she asked him.
Israel said nothing as he got out of the car and came around to her side. When she saw Michael walk out of the chamber she started fighting. Michael hurried over to give Israel a hand.
"What's going on?" Kira shouted. "Israel?"
"You're not Trinity," Israel told her. "You're here so we can send you back."
Kira started screaming and kicking out at them, but the two men ignored it as they carried her into the chamber.
Chapter Twenty Four
Trinity could feel Kira's panic and knew they were at the granolith chamber. She closed her eyes and took a brief moment to pray that Kira wasn't as stupid as she looked, and that if she was, the telepathic link would be enough to save her life. Gathering her strength one more time, she pushed her way through. She opened her eyes to see Israel and a guy she'd seen in the hotel room but had never spoken to, carrying her to the chamber.
"Hello," Trinity said politely to Michael. "I don't believe we've been introduced, and I feel we should be since from where you're standing you can see right up my skirt."
Both of them stopped and Trinity looked around to smile at Israel. "I just popped in, or out as the case may be, for a quick visit. I need to speak to your father urgently."
Michael frowned. "It's still Kira."
Trinity gasped in outrage. "I am not!"
Israel gestured to Michael, and they let her stand up. She winced when she straightened her arms. "Oh, that hurts. And I always thought that whole being tied up thing would be exciting."
Israel blinked rapidly as he tried to get that particular mental image out of his head. Trinity laughed and began walking towards the chamber. She could feel her strength fading. They entered and Trinity stopped just to take an interested look around.
"This is neat," she said enthusiastically.
She spotted Max and smiled. "I broke out one last time."
Max grinned back at her. Israel put his arm around her supportively when he could see she was tiring. She kissed him on the cheek in silent thanks, and turned back to Max. She closed her eyes and reached out, and he was there.
(Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?)
Trinity could feel all his worry, and she opened her eyes and smiled at him again. (It's the only way Mr Evans. I'll do anything I have to to help. I'm not worried. I know you'll do everything you can to save me if it comes to that.)
Max nodded his agreement, and Trinity took a deep breath. She turned again to Israel, and touched his cheek gently.
"Whatever happens, I want you to know I love you," she whispered to him. "I didn't want to, it shouldn't happen this fast, but I love you."
Israel heard his mother gasp, but he ignored her and frowned at Trinity. "What's going on," he demanded.
Trinity shook her head. "I have to go," she whispered. "Remember what I told you. Trust your father Israel. I asked him to do this, he doesn't want to, but it's my choice."
"Your choice to do what?" Israel yelled, starting to panic. Something felt very wrong. "Trinity?"
She turned to Michael. "Tie me up again," she ordered.
Max stepped over to hold Israel back as Michael did as he was asked. He could feel the horrible tension in his son, and he wondered for the hundredth time if he was going to be able to do this. Then Trinity smiled her thanks at Michael, looking exhausted, and he knew he had to try. He watched as Trinity closed her eyes, and then Kira was back. Max moved away to stand in front of the granolith, motioning for Liz to move away. For once she did as she was told.
Kira spotted Max and a smile lit up her face. Israel could feel goose bumps break out on his skin.
"Max!" she gasped happily. "I knew you'd come to your senses. You're here to take me home."
"I'm here to send you home," Max informed her. "But first I am going to separate you from Trinity."
"You can't do that," Kira told him smugly. "Not until I decide I'm ready to leave."
Max sent a small blast of energy at her, a warning, and he saw Kira's eyes widen. "You will leave Trinity's body now, or you will die in it."
Kira and Israel realized simultaneously exactly what Trinity's plan had been.
"No!" Israel yelled. "Dad you can't do this!"
Kira continued smiling when she saw Israel's reaction. Max's heart broke for his son, but he ignored him and sent a stronger blast of energy at Kira. When it hit her she gasped in pain, but didn't separate from Trinity. Israel grabbed his father by the arm.
"Dad please, don't do this. You could kill her."
Max kept his gaze focused on Kira, preparing to send her another blast.
"Dad!" Israel yelled.
Max shook his head. "Israel get out of the way!"
Michael came over and Israel fought him as he held him back. He continued to yell at his father, but Max couldn't let anything distract him. He heard Trinity speak urgently in his mind.
(She's weakening. Hit her again.)
.He hit Kira with a huge wave, then another one. She screamed in pain, and Max felt a huge relief when the chamber lit with the same strange blue light that had appeared when Zan had separated Kira and Liz. He covered his eyes to protect them from the light, uncovering them when the room darkened again. He quickly grabbed Kira limp body and lay it down in the granolith. It immediately began spinning and another light, this one purple, filled the room. Seconds later Kira was gone. Everyone just stood where they were for a moment, seemingly unable to comprehend that it was all over. Maria was the first one to speak.
"Well I for one am severely disappointed," she snapped.
Liz walked over and Max hugged her tightly. It was all over.
"What are you disappointed about?" Michael asked her.
"Well, call me picky, but I was expecting a huge, good versus evil, battle to the death sort of deal," Maria complained. "What we got was a ridiculously short, easy on the excitement, tiff. It seems almost anticlimactic."
Everyone laughed, except Israel. He had rushed over to Trinity when the separation had been completed, and now he sat silently, just holding her hand. He looked up when the room fell silent, to find everyone watching him.
Chapter Twenty Five
Max stood on the balcony of their house back on Antar. They had returned only a few days after finally sending Kira back. The council had greeted them on their return with the news that Kira had not waited to see what their punishment would be. She had committed suicide within hours of being locked in a cell. None of the group could say they were sad to see her go. He heard the rustling of the sheets behind him and he smiled. He knew she wouldn't stay asleep for long.
"What are you doing out here?" she said quietly, sliding into his arms.
"Just thinking about things," Max told her, brushing his lips over her forehead. "I'm worried about Israel. He hasn't been himself lately."
"I know," Liz said, frowning. "But he's under so much stress right now, preparing to take over when you abdicate next month. And then there's the situation with Trinity...."
Max felt the heavy wave of guilt that always swamped him when anyone mentioned her name, and Liz felt it too.
"You know he doesn't blame you anymore," Liz told him reassuringly. "He knows the plan to attack Kira was Trinity's idea."
"I know, but I blame myself," Max admitted. "It's hard not to feel guilty when I remember his face. He was devastated."
Liz knew nothing she said would make him feel better, so she decided to use other means to distract him.
"Come back to bed," she told him, taking his hand and leading him into the room. She slid into bed beside him. "Now, about this technique you have for distracting me. The kissing and such."
Max's eyes popped open and he gaped at her. The woman had a memory like an elephant. Liz smiled at his look and slid her arms around his neck.
"Do it again."
Israel was at that very moment standing on his own balcony, thinking about things. He had some very heavy decisions to make, and just the thought of them had driven him from his bed. He was so young. Too young, he thought, to be taking over the throne of an entire planet. But his father had had enough, and wanted to turn the reins over to his son. Israel knew he couldn't refuse him. And then there was the other business.
"You know, a girl could get downright paranoid, having her fiancé sneak out of bed in the middle of the night not even a week before their wedding."
Israel grinned and held out his hand to her. Trinity took it with a soft smile and slid into his arms.
"You just missed her," Israel murmured, burying his face in her hair.
"My bit on the side," he joked. "I was hoping the two of you could meet before the wedding."
Trinity snickered, then became serious. "You know, it still amazes me sometimes that I'm even here. That I'm alive."
Israel's arms tightened around her as he remembered how close he'd come to losing her. For a few brief seconds he'd felt like his world had come crashing down....
Max rushed over and knelt beside Trinity's lifeless body. He put his hand on her chest and focused his energy.
"Dad, you can't," Israel said sadly beside him. "You can't heal someone who's already dead."
Max knew she wasn't breathing, but he could still feel a presence inside his mind, and he held on to the psychic link while he attempted to heal her. He tried for a good ten minutes, then took his hands off her to gather his energy, and tried again. He couldn't understand why she wasn't coming around. When he lay his hands on her a third time, Israel pulled him away. Max shook him off and tried again. But he couldn't gather enough energy, exhausted from the fight with Kira, and he knew he'd failed. She really was dead. Max just sat where he was for a moment, guilt overwhelming him. He didn't know how he was going to apologize to his son, but he opened his mouth to try.
"That really was the most unpleasant thing I've ever encountered," Trinity rasped in a weak voice.
Max's eyes flew open, and Israel scurried over to take her hand again.
"Trinity?" he said hoarsely.
"I don't care if I never have to go through that again," she continued. "Ever."
"You were dead," Israel said in disbelief.
"Only for a little bit," she said dismissively, making everybody chuckle. "Just to see what it was like. But I knew your Dad was trying to bring me back and I found my way."
Israel lay his head beside hers, too relieved and grateful to say anything else. Trinity stroked his head gently, looking over at Max, who was grinning through a sheen of relieved tears.
"Promise me you'll never aim that particular power of yours at me again, and I'll be your friend for life," she told him.
"I promise," Max assured her, taking the hand she reached out to him.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Max nodded. Trinity let go of his hand and wrapped her arms around Israel with a huge yawn. "I'm tired," she informed him. "I want to go somewhere with a big comfortable bed, and sleep for a week. Then I want you to take me to this planet of yours, and I want you to marry me."
Israel raised his head enough to look at her face, and said, for the first time, the phrase that would rule their marriage in the years to come. "Yes Trinity."
Israel came back from the past, and smiled down at the woman who would, in 5 days, be his wife.
"Bet you never figured you'd end up here when you first saw me," he said, laughing.
"I couldn't think when I first saw you," Trinity told him. "Sometimes I still can't."
"Does that mean you won't make me wear that ugly suit to the wedding?"
"It's a tuxedo Israel and you will wear it if you expect me to show up."
Israel grinned and lowered his mouth to hers, hoping to change her mind. A few moments later they parted, both of them out of breath.
"You're still wearing the tuxedo," Trinity said absently.
Israel sighed. It had been worth a try. "Yes Trinity."