Love, Life & Danger Complete

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 27

No one said a word to her. They all just kept sneaking sideway glances at her, and when she caught them, they would quickly avert their eyes. There was a lot of tension in the house, and everyone was too scared to breathe a word, so instead, they went about trying to distract their minds from the demons that consumed their thoughts.

After what seemed like forever, Liz had finally dropped her shield, and allowed Max thru their connection, but instead of pulling just him into the connection, her emotions were so high, she had managed to pull the rest of them into it also. Max’s head had spun, and his stomach twisted in a knot from the images and feelings he had received from her. They were so strong........graphic, that he doubled over in pain as the scene of Kivar, and the things he had done to Ava flashed thru his mind

At first he thought, no prayed that it was just a nightmare, but deep down inside, he knew that this was real..........a memory from Ava that haunted Tess every since their memories resurfaced. Guilt washed over him in waves, he wasn’t there to protect her.....his wife in that life, and she had called for him............begged him to help her.....save her. He had dropped to his knees, and tears trailed his face as he realized that not only was Tess suffering, but Liz as well. She had connected to her, and had experience the whole thing also, as if it was actually happening to her.

Michael was pissed.......Isabel and Maria too shock to speak.........Alex was heartbroken at what just flashed thru their minds. Chris stood, unmoved. His face was unreadable, and he had just stared at the two of them.....................

***** Anger..........that’s all that he was able to feel. Chris couldn’t believe the things that had just went thru him, and all those things had happened to Tess. He knew that they were only her memories from her previous life, but it was still her regardless of what life time she was in.

He had watched as Liz threw up her shield, and was confused as hell, but now he realized why. She was trying to do for Tess something no one was able to do for Ava.........protect her. He looked around at the others. He watched as Max kneeled on the ground, sobs racking his body, Michael’s face was deep red in anger, while Maria and Isabel clung to each other. Alex held his head low, but he could see the glisten of his tears on his cheek.

He turned back to Liz and Tess, and he noticed that Liz had stopped crying, and had a look on her face that sent a chill thru him. Finally her shield dropped, and Max was the first one to their side.

“Liz?” He was uncertain what to do. She brought her eyes to his, and he let out a deep breath. She looked back down at Tess, who had also stopped crying, but still held on to Liz’s form.

“Chris” Chris heard her whisper his name, and he was by her in a flash. His anger subsided, all that remained was the love he had for Tess.

“I’m here sweetie” it had been a while since she had even addressed him, but he was just happy she was opening up to him. He brush her bangs away from her face, and gave her a gentle smile. Tess closed her eyes at his gentleness, and something inside her sparked. This was the man she loved, and who loved her unconditionally, and he had been there for her thru everything, and she had been shutting him out, and all he wanted to do was love her.

Tess released her hold on Liz, and threw her arms around his neck, surprising him and everyone else. Chris was ecstatic, he stood up, firmly crushing her in his hold. He kissed her forehead, and she rested her head against his chest. Liz stood up as well, and placed her hand on his arm.

“Why don’t the two of you go to the back and talk” she suggested. Chris nodded his head, and quickly swept Tess in his arms, and carried her to the back. Once they were out of sight, all eyes turned on Liz. She shrugged them off, and went to the back to check on Bel and Xan.

“Max....what the hell was that” Michael hissed. The energy Liz had conjured up, had only been produced when they were all connected. Never once had either one of them held so much power. They all knew Liz was powerful, maybe even more so then the original four, but this.....this was something else.

“I don’t know” Max wiped the remaining tears from his cheeks, and ran a tired hand thru his hair. Their lives were turning upside down, and was guaranteed to get worse before they got better. He stared at the spot Liz just exited, and sighed.******


Max kept a close eye on Liz. Her whole persona was bothering him. Although she wasn’t blocking him or anything like that, she was still acting different. The others had noticed too, but yet they stopped asking her if she was alright, after she snapped at Michael the last time he asked her.

“I’m sorry Michael, but really, I’m fine” she assured him, and gave him a bright smile to prove it to them all. But Max wasn’t stupid, he had been ‘Liz watching’ since he was in the third grade, and he knew when she was happy or sad, or anything, and he knew she was doing a good job of hiding her feelings.

“Max” her voice had brought him from his line of thinking. She was standing next to him, running her fingers over the back of his neck, playing with the hair there.

“Huh” Liz smiled down at him.

“I asked you if you wanted more coffee” she nodded to his cup.

“Um....no” she quickly kissed his lips, and went to discard the breakfast dishes in the sink. Just then Xan and Bel came bowling thru the kitchen, screaming at the top of their lungs.

“Hey, hey......what’s the rule about running and screaming in the house” Liz scolded them. They stood there, fidgeting from foot to foot, and with big wide eyes, they stared up at her.

“No running or screaming inside....we’re sorry mommy” they said together. Liz looked down at her two angels, and couldn’t stay upset with them. A smile broke thru on her face.

“It’s ok, but no more” she patted their heads, and shooed them out the kitchen. Chris and Tess weren’t far behind the twins, and Liz smiled as she saw the light back in Tess’ eyes. They had been in the back talking, and from the looks of things, Tess was going to be alright.

“Hey” Tess spoke shyly. Chris wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her on the temple, letting her know he was there for her. Isabel stood up and made her way over to Tess.

“Hey yourself” she smiled at her, and gave her a hug. Maria followed suit, and before long, they were all gathered in a group hug. Tess turn to Max, who was standing slightly away from the others with his head hanging low. She extracted herself from Chris’ grip, who was reluctant to release her. She walked over, squeezing Liz’s hand as she past her, and stood in front of him. Lowering her head so she could see his eyes.

“Hey” she smiled at him. Max looked at her, and saw nothing but love in her eyes, not anger or hate for him. He hated himself right now for not protecting her in their past life. Tess wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tight.

“I love you” she told him, feeling his emotions of guilt running thru him. Max squeezed her back, and a small whimper escaped his lips.

“I’m sorry.......I.....god I” his voice cracked, and there wasn’t enough words that can replace him not being there for her.

“Don’t be.........that was a different time, I know you would never let anything happen to me now” she spoke with such confidence. Max pulled up and watched the sincerity cover her face. She winked at him, and got the reaction she was searching for........he smiled.

“I love you too” he kissed her forehead, and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Should I be jealous of this love” Chris teased as he wrapped his arms around Tess possessively. She turned in his arms and kissed him on the cheek.

“Never” her voice was serious, but held a light teasing tone to it.

“Come on” he coaxed her.

“Were are you two going” Maria asked.

“Home” they answered together, before disappearing out the front door.

“Hey........what do you say you and I......” Alex whispered the last part in Isabel’s ear, causing her to giggle then blush.

“Bye” she said hurriedly, and grabbed Alex’s hand, dragging him out the door.

“Oook” Maria laughed after them. Michael came in with the twins thrown over his shoulders.

“Uncle Mikey put us down” they begged, but the laugher in their voice proved they really didn’t want him to. He spun them around one last time before placing them on their feet. Bel scrunched up her face, and waved her hand in front of her nose.

“What’s up munch’n” Maria asked her.

“Uncle Mikey pheeeewww” she wiggled her nose and stuck out her tongue in disgust.

“Theresa Isabella Marie Evans, what have we told you about saying things that aren’t nice” Liz scolded her, all the while trying to contain the laughter that threaten to over come her.

“Never say something that could hurt some ones feelings.............sorry” she recited the line that her mommy and daddy were constantly preaching to her. Xan held his head down, to hide the smile on his face, and she elbowed him in the side.

“Alright you two, go get your stuff together. Your Nana Nancy will be here shortly” she told them, and they eagerly ran out to gather their things. As soon as they were out of earshot, Liz let the laughter she had been desperately to hide go.

“Oh you think that’s funny huh” Michael grabbed her and hugged her, making sure to bury her head in his armpit.

“Eeewww Michael, she’s right you’re pheeww” Liz laughed, trying to pull her face out from under his arm.

“Hey, get your hands off my wife” Max joked, while pulling Liz to his side. Maria was standing back watching them with a smirk on her face. Michael turned to her when he heard her giggle. Maria saw the funny look that crossed his face.

“Oh no you don’t Spaceboy” Maria threw up her hands as a sign of surrender, but he advanced on her.

“Michael nooo” she pleaded. Michael pulled her close to him, and instead of torching her with his hideous smell, he kissed her on the lips.

“Come woman......you.....me....shower” he easily tossed her over his shoulder, and turned to Max and Liz.

“Later” he grunted, before turning towards the door.

“Bye” Maria waved from her position on his shoulder.

Max and Liz shook their heads at the two of them. This was how there life was suppose to be. Hanging out together, spending time with family and friends, not planning for war.

“Hey, you ok” Max asked her, and she knew what he was asking. She turned around and cupped his cheek.

“Max I’m fine.....stop worrying” she soothe him.

“But Liz........” she placed her finger over his lips to hush him.
“Not now” was all she said before kissing his lips, and going out back with the twins. He stared after her, and felt his heart ache.

“Max” Max turned to see Nasedo and Veser standing at the back door. He motioned for them to take a seat.

“Your Majesty, there is a decision to be made sire” Veser spoke with great urgency.

“I know” Max stood up and walked to the window, were he watched Liz chased the twins around the back yard.

“We will meet back here tonight” he told them.

“But Your Highness...” Max turned around suddenly, and pinned Veser with a look.

“Tonight” he said firmly.

“As you wish sire” Veser stood and bowed to him. Max looked to Nasedo then Veser, to see if there were any more objections, when he saw none, he turned on his heels, and joined Liz out back with the twins.

Chapter 28

“Alright kiddos, I have a fresh batch of cookies that are just screaming to be eaten” Nancy smiled at her grandkids.

“Yea” Xan and Bel shouted excitedly. They ran inside to grab their backpacks.

“Thanks mom” Liz kissed her mom’s cheek in gratitude.

“None of that, you know I love to spend the day with them. Their my favorite little people” she joked. Liz usher her into the house, were they ran into Max.

“Hey mom” he smiled down at her, while giving her a warm hug. Nancy smiled up at him, amazed at how much he had changed from the shy boy that use to pin over her daughter, to the remarkable man he was today. A devoted husband, excellent father and a great friend.

“Hey Max” she squeezed him one more time before following Liz into the kitchen. Nancy watched Liz busy herself, and knew she was troubled. She knew what had happened early, and from what Maria described, Liz was in hiding her true feelings from everyone. She placed her purse on the table, and went and stood next to Liz, who at the moment had her head stuck in the fridge.

Liz could feel her mothers eyes follow her as she tracked thru the kitchen. She also knew the lecture she was about to receive. She made her way over to the fridge, hoping to find anything that would put off the forthcoming conversation. She saw her mothers feet standing next to her. Letting out a deep sigh, she stood up and grabbed the pitcher of tea, anything that would stop her hands from shaking.

“Tea?” she asked her mother. Nancy pinned her with a look, before turning around and reaching into the cupboard and grabbed some glasses. She met Liz at the table, and sat down across from her. They sat there in silence, and Liz squirmed under her mothers watchful eye.

“Liz” here it comes, Liz thought. She raised her eyes to met her mothers, and saw a comforting smile there.

“Moooom” Liz whined. Nancy placed her hand over Liz’s.

“Liiiiiz” Nancy raised an eyebrow at her, and Liz sighed in defeat. She knew there was no way around this conversation. Nancy saw her buckle, and instead of a long lecture, which she had planned, she saw the distant look in Liz’s eyes, and the bags under them, indicating her lack of sleep.

She stood up and pulled Liz to her feet, and press her head in her bosom.

“When you’re ready” was all she said, and Liz pulled her arms around her mothers waist, thankful once again for her support.

“Thank you mommy, I love you” Liz breathe deeply, loving being wrapped in her mothers arms like this. It had been a while since she held her like she use to, and Liz realized it was something she missed dearly.

“I love you too honey” Nancy stroked her long ebony hair, and kissed her head. Liz wasn’t quit ready to relinquish her hold just yet, but the sound of two bubbly twins, came rushing down the hall. Max stopped in the doorway, and watched the scene between mother and daughter. His worries for her increased, and once the twins were gone, he would find out exactly what was bothering her.

“Ready you two” Nancy asked, and their heads eagerly nodded up and down. Liz kneeled down in front of them.

“Have fun, and mind your Nana and Papa” she warned them, before kissing their cheeks. Max carried their things to the car and got them buckled into the car seats. Liz hugged her mom again.

“Thank you mom” Nancy knew that, that one thank you meant more then her taking the kids for the day.

“Anytime” she blew her a kiss as she pulled out of the driveway, heading towards the Crashdown. The fact that two men dressed in the Royal armies gear, followed closely behind her, didn’t slip past her. Liz blew out the breathe she didn’t know she was holding at the scene. She shook her head, and headed into the house.

“Max” she called to him.

“In here” was his answer. She followed the sound of his voice, and found him sitting on the edge of their bed.

“They’re gone” it was a statement, more then a question. She nodded her head, and he motioned her over to him. He pulled her down on his lap, and wrapped a arm around her for support. Liz bit her lip nervously, and Max gentle extracted her lip from in between her teeth. He turned her so she faced him, and slowly covered her lips with his own. Liz sighed against his lips, loving the contact. She turned and straddled him, and couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips.

“Max” she moaned while releasing his shirt from the confines of his pants. Max released her lips long enough to allow her to remove his shirt, before she attack his mouth again. Her movements were urgent, almost desperate. She stood up, and ripped her shirt over her head, tossing it behind her head blindly, leaving her clad in only her bra and shorts. Max inhaled sharply, as he ran his eyes over her tight little form. He could see her nipples tighten under the lace material of her bra. His eyes traveled down her frame to her smooth stomach, and he loved to place loving kisses over the tanned skin. He continued to travel downwards to her extremely tight, short shorts, and his cock harden painfully. He knew that the denim material was the only thing that covered her feminine treasure. This morning he had stood in the doorway, and watched her get dressed. She caught his eye in the mirror, and a sexy smile played on her face, and she dropped her robe, revealing her nakedness to him. She had quickly pulled on her bra and tank top, and making sure she had his undivided attention, she slowly pulled on her shorts, with his mind so clouded with the view of her, he vaguely realized that she neglected to put on any underwear.

She had walked past him in his daze, and kissed him on the cheek, swaying her hips as she descended the hall, his eyes had been trained on her hips with every sway and switch. If it hadn’t been for the house full of people, he would have jumped her right then and there.

“Max” she whispered huskily to him, and he stared up at her. He saw passion.....love.....desire......hunger, all wrapped up in that one stare. Lately her eyes held a dim to them, but now, now she seemed so alive. The sound of unzipping, brought him out of his sexual arousal. He stood up, and placed his hands over hers, stopping her.

“No” he breathed to her, buttoning and zipping her shorts back up. She looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and hurt. He kissed her on the nose upon seeing the hurt in her eyes.

“Max....”

“Later” he told her, and pulled her to sit down next to him on the bed. He placed her hand in his, and brought it to his lips, placing tender kisses over her knuckles.

“Talk to me” his voice was smooth, not pushy or demanding, just loving. Even still, Liz was tired of everyone asking her if she was alright, or they were there when she needed them. She jerked her hand out of his causing him to jump at her actions. She ran her hand thru her hair, frustrated beyond belief, and she stood up and pinned him with a look that shocked him.

“Maybe I don’t want to talk” she cornered him. Max stood up, attempting to calm her, but she stopped him in his track with her next statement.

“Maybe I just need you to fuck the shit out of me” her voice was heavy, and laced with something he had never heard from her..........anger. In all the years he had known Liz, he had never once seen her angry. Upset, yes, angry, no. She was always the calm one, always there to calm him when his anger got the best of him. She was the one everyone could turn to in situations, knowing she was always the level headed one. And like a missing puzzle piece snapping in place, he realized that Liz, his wife was pissed. Not necessary at him, but at everything that has been going on lately. Tess.......Xan.......Isabel.....everything was nagging at her, and she was ready to blow. She was always trying to be the strong one for everyone, for him. He had put so much on her, never once wondering if it was too much for her to handle. Expected her to always back him up, never once taking her feelings into consideration. He watched her pace back and forth in front of him, battling internally.

Liz felt her anger building. Everything was slamming into her at once, and she wasn’t sure what to do with it. She had always consider herself rational, never taught she had a hateful bone in her body. She didn’t even hate Tess when she came around announcing her destiny to Max. Instead, she felt envious of her, not hate. But at this moment the hate that coursed thru her blood was consuming her and directed at one person...........Kivar.

He had came in, and in one short month, turned their lives into the hell it was today. He had destroyed their perfect lives, and replaced them with fear and worry. He had tainted her children’s mind with hate and mistrust. She hated him, for what he did to Ava and Vilandra, Rath and Zan. She hated him for the way he made her husband doubt himself, but most of all, she hated him for the feelings of hate that consumed her.

“Liz” he spoke tentatively to her, but she ignore him as if he wasn’t even in the room.

“God” she screamed, surprising both him and herself.

“It’s ok to be angry” he tried to soothe her, but she spun around and looked at him.

“Is it Max, because all it’s doing is succeeding in making our lives miserable. God I just........I wish.............aaahhh” the lights flickered, and the walls shook. Max could feel her energy pooling, and knew the only way for her to feel better was to release it. Liz felt it also, but this was stronger then she was use to, and didn’t know what to do with the powers streaking thru her. Max saw the confused and frighten look that fell upon her face, and he could tell she didn’t know how to control it.

“Just let it go Liz” he coached her silently.

“Max” her voice was small and scared.

“It’s ok love.......just release it”


The walls began to shake violently, knocking the pictures that covered them to the floor. The lights blew out, leaving only sparkles of electric in their hast. Max thru up his shield, and the moment it was fully up, she let lose.


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Maria giggled as she ran her hand thru Michael’s hair. They were laying naked, after just sharing an explosive orgasm together. Michael was presently placing tiny kisses all over her body, and had just hit her ticklish spot right behind her left earlobe.

“Michael” she cried thru her fits of giggles. He continued on down her neck to her chest were he made sure to give her nipples long, open mouth kisses, before he moved on down to her rib cage, were he proceeded to kiss each individual rib, before he continued.

He stopped at her stomach, were he ran a shaky hand over her still tiny stomach, slowly caressing and massaging it. He looked up at Maria, and a look of complete awe past over his face. Maria saw him swallow the large lump in his throat, and a loving smile graced her lips. No words were spoken between them, but they both knew what the other was thinking. They were going to have a baby.....a family.

“I love you......thank you” in that one statement, Maria knew he wasn’t thanking her for the precious gift that was their child, but also for loving him, trusting him and standing by him no matter what.

They had talked some more once they came back from Max and Liz’s. They talked more about his past life, his feelings then and now, and the one thing that wasn’t a question in his mind was how much he loved her. She had been a little worried that he was still afraid for her to have a child, but he assured her that as long as he was breathing air, nothing was going to happen to her or their daughter. She was their gift, a gift he planned to cherish every single day.

“I love you” she was really enjoying being connected to him like this, it made her feel complete, and she finally understood what Liz meant when she said that her and Max’s connection was something you couldn’t understand unless you experienced it for yourself.

Michael lowered his head, and she assumed to continue his journey down her body, but what he did next surprised her, and made her love for him increase. Michael kissed the smooth skin of her belly, and rested his cheek against it.

“Hey little one.......it’s me, daddy” his voice was so small and tender, you would never imagine him as a warrior. A tear slipped from Maria’s eye, and she laced her fingers thru his hair, and listened to his velvety voice as he spoke to their daughter.

“God....we haven’t even met yet, but I love you so much” he closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, placing his large hand over Maria’s stomach, and before he knew it, a connection was made.

Michael felt himself floating, and then found himself standing in a large room. What struck him was that the room had multiple paintings hanging in it, some he recognized as ones he had painted, others he didn’t recognize. One picture stuck out at him, and he walked over to it to get a closer look.

It was a simple painting really, but the center of attraction was what caught his attention.....Maria. She was dressed simply in a long green summer dress that matched her eyes. Her hair looked to be blowing in the wind, rays of sunlight caressed several tress, making her glow. She held the dress in her hands, keeping it from dangling in the river bank, in which she was playfully splashing around in. Her feet were bare, and she wore a childlike smile on her face that insinuated her beauty.

“Isn’t mommy pretty” a tiny voice sounded behind him. Michael didn’t even have to turn around to know who it belonged to.......his daughter. His hands grew sweaty, and his heartbeat increased. He took a deep breath, and slowly turned around. There she stood, a mixture of him and Maria. She was dressed in a pair of dingy overalls, and a bright green tank shirt, that was covered by a white shirt that read ‘Crashsdown’ over the left breast, with his name embroider underneath, that was rolled up her arms to fit. He realized that it was one of his Crashdown uniforms shirts Jeff had made him start wearing his senior year.

Her hair was pulled into a haphazard ponytail, leaving several strands unattached. Paint covered her from head to toe, and she held a tiny palette in her right hand, and a paintbrush in the other. She was beautiful. From what he could tell she looked about four years old, with an attitude he wasn’t sure if she got from him or Maria. He was so busy staring at her, drinking in the sight of her, that he had forgotten she had asked him a question.

“Daddy!” she called to him, hands on her hips, and her foot tapping a mile a minute. ‘Yelp, definitely Maria’ he thought to himself.

“Yeah” he finally found his voice.

“I said, isn’t mommy pretty” she asked him again, wondering why her daddy had just spaced out. Michael turned back to the picture once again, and nodded his head.

“Yeah, she is” he spoke breathlessly. He felt a tiny hand slip into his, and he looked down to see his daughter staring up at him. He had to fight the tears that threaten to escape at the sight of her.

“Come on” she pulled him over to a section in the room which held a tiny easel “sit down daddy” too stun to do anything else, Michael did as she instructed. She walked over to the easel, and placed a fresh canvas on it. Michael’s eyes widen in shock, and he looked around the room again, and realized that they were in his studio. Pictures that he had painted were there, and.......

“Did you paint those pictures” he asked her, pointing to all the pictures of different sceneries.......mountains and hills, lakes and oceans. There were paintings of him and Maria....Max and Liz...the twins.....Amy, their entire family. Michael looked once again at the picture of Maria, and he let out an awed sigh.

“Wow” she turn him and gave a bright smile as her answer, before she turned around and pressed play on the CD player next to the easel. Metallica’s ‘Fade to Black’ poured thru the speakers, and he sat there with such pride, and watched her as her brush flew across the canvas with articulated strokes. His little pixie............

The connection faded, and Michael felt the tear that slid from his eyes. He removed his hand, and saw the tiny handprint fade away. He felt Maria’s hand in his hair, and he raised his head to look at her. She had a knowing smile on her face, and tears in her eyes. He placed one last kiss over his daughter, and crawled up on his side so he was facing her. He ran a thumb across her cheek, and captured her lips in his.

“I love you”

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“Oh Alex.....that feels...oh that feels wonderful” Isabel cooed.

“You like that huh” he whispered in her ear.

“Um hum” was her only reply. She couldn’t form a coherent sentence if she wanted to at the moment, the things he was doing with his hands, were reeking havoc on her body. Alex moved lower down her exposed back, and placed a kiss between her shoulder blades, before continuing.

“Oh yes, right there” she moaned. Alex added a little more pressure, and felt her sigh in pleasure. Slowly he rubbed in small circles, kneading gently. With every touch and caress, she fell deeper and deeper. He ran his large hands over her bottom, and gave it a playful swat. Moving farther down, he massaged the left then the right leg, before ending at her feet, were he caressed every arch and curve of each foot.

He ran his hands back up her body, and kissed her neck. Her breathing was even, and a smile touched her lips.

“Tired” he whispered in her ear.

“A little” she confessed “that was great, thank you” she whispered.

“No thank yous needed. I love pampering you” he told her truthfully “I love you.”

“I love you too Alex” he heard the tiredness in her voice. He kissed her forehead, and pulled back.

“Rest love” he soothed her. He laid down next to her, and she instantly curled into him, resting her head over his chest. The sound of his heartbeat soothing her into a peaceful sleep. A heart that only beat and belonged to her. Alex ran a hand up her arm, while the other one made it’s way to her long blond hair, gently combing thru it, wrapping around his fingers like silk. He felt her tiny puffs of air as her breath danced across his naked chest, and he knew she was asleep.

They had came home and talk about her conflicting feelings about her past, and what their future held. She had admitted that she was confused about her feelings towards Michael. She wasn’t sure how she was suppose to feel now that she remembered him in their past life, and she had loved him. He had told her to search her heart, and it would never fail in giving her the answer she needed and knew was true. Alex remembered holding his breathe as he watched her struggle internally.

Finally she had turned to him with a tear stained face. His heart had dropped upon seeing the look on her face, but the words that came out her mouth shocked him even more.

“My heart only knows one true love, it can only beat for one” she grabbed his hand and placed it over her heart “it beats for you Alex, my heart leads me only to you.” Tears had sprung to his eyes, and he had pulled her into a crushing hug. They were going to make love, but upon seeing how tense her muscles were, he opt to giving her a full body massage instead.

As he laid there holding her in his arms, Alex raised his eyes to the heavens above.

“Thank you” he whispered.


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“So how is it” he asked her hesitantly. Tess swallowed the concoction, and Chris watched her face tentatively. A slow smile played on her lips, before turning into a full pledged grin.

“Perfect” she assured him, and saw him visible relax. Chris wasn’t much of a cook, actually he never cooked. Not since their college years, when he left a pot of eggs boiling on the stove and forgot about them, letting the water boil out of them and burning the pot, setting off the smoke detector. From that day forward, Tess had banned him from the kitchen, vowing to never let him near any open flames again.

Chris refilled her glass of water before sitting down across from her. He had been practicing cooking, against her knowledge, and had made them brunch that consisted of fresh fruit, and a small batch of Belgium waffles. He wanted the mix to be perfect, and had even added Tabasco sauce to the mix for her. He stuck out his chest in manly pride, and she laughed at him.

“I guess this means I’m allowed back in the kitchen” he asked her with total seriousness.

“One brunch doesn’t qualify you as a gourmet chief” she joked with him.

“But you admit there good though” he taunted, wiggling his eyes brows.

“Yeah, they’re good” she had to give it to him, they were very good waffles.

“Damn good” he returned.

“Damn good” she smiled at him, and rolled her eyes at his quirkiness.

“You bet your ass their good. Now, eat up before they get cold, and then we’ll set up a cooking schedule” he told her, lowering his head when he saw her eyes widen in shock. Tess saw him trying to hide his smile, and threw her napkin at him.

“Jerk” she laughed at him, and he placed his hand over hers.

“Yeah, and you love this ‘jerk’, so what does that make you” he teased her.

“Desperate” she replied cheekily.

“Exactly” he pointed to her “what would you do without me” he joked. The smile quockly faded from her face, and her voice turned serious.

“I’ll die” her tears fell down her cheeks, and Chris was out his chair and by her side in a flash. He turned her chair around, and sat on his knees in front of her.

“You’ll never lose me, never” his voice held no argument to it, and he kissed her hands “I love you Tess Harding, and they would have to drag me kicking and screaming before I left your side” he assured her. He knew she was worried about their enemies, and the possibility of him getting hurt or worse. The talk they had, had at Liz’s had brought their relationship to new heights. Tess found the strength she needed to confront her past in Chris, and Chris realized that his life wasn’t complete without Tess. He knew that her enemies were his enemies, and whatever he had to do to protect her, he would. That was what love was, what giving your heart to someone meant.

Tess stared down at the man before her, and knew he meant every word he spoke. She had failed to realize exactly how much he loved her, when she was struggling with her memories, and shut him out completely. But never again, never again would she take his love for granted. Her heart was scream at her to let him in, let him help heal her, and once she did, she was rewarded with unconditional, lasting love. And in that moment Tess realized what she wanted.

“Marry me” she rushed out. Chris stared at her with wide eyes, but once the shock wore off, he answered her quickly.

“Yes!” he pulled her face to his, and they were soon entwined in a mind blowing kiss.


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“How do you feel” he breathe in her ear, while trailing the loofah up her arm.

“Better” she smiled, as she leaned against his chest.

“You ought too, after blowing out our wall, you do realize I will have to rope Michael into helping me fix it don’t you” he teased her, and was rewarded with an elbow to the side.

“Ump...” he laughed, and she pinched his thigh.

“Ok...ok” he held his hands up in surrender “you do know that’s going to leave a bruise” he teased her.

“Well stop making fun of me” she whined playfully.

“Never” he kissed her on the temple, and stroked her stomach.

“Seriously though, admit it, you feel a whole lot better now that you’ve released some of that anger” he wrapped his arms around her waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder. Liz looked at the massive damage she had done to their wall, and had to admit that she did feel a whole lot better now. She hadn’t realized that she was so angry until she released the blast that destroyed their poor, defenseless wall.

“Yeah” she admitted. After she had calmed down, they had talked about everything that was bothering her, and Max listened intently as she talked about her hatred for Kivar and all the pain he has caused their family. She had talked herself into exhaustion, and Max had ran them a warm bath were he proceeded to wrap her in his warmth and love.

Liz laced her fingers thru his, and rested her head back against his chest and closed her eyes. Max massaged any parts of her body he could reach, while placing loving kisses over her face. Soon he heard her tiny snore, and he smiled to himself. Carefully he lifted them from the tub, careful not to disturb her, he dried them off using his powers, and laid her down in their bed, before climbing in next to her. He closed his eyes, praying that this would all be over soon.

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 29

“What the hell happened here” Michael stared at the crumbled mass of sheetrock, that once served as a wall, laying defenseless at his feet. When Max had called him earlier, requesting his assistance, he assumed it was for something simple, but as he stared at the irreversible damage before him, there was no way they could fix it without depleting all their energy. He stared at Max and Liz, and noticed how she wouldn’t quite met his eye, and she currently had her face buried in Max’s chest, and he had a teasing smirk on his face.

“Ow” he heard him exclaim, before rubbing his side.
“Stop making fun of me” Liz mumbled in his chest, while Max rubbed her back. Max chuckled at the wide eyed expression on Michael’s face, causing his chest to vibrate, sending a shiver of desire thru Liz. Her body was very aware that they hadn’t finished what they had started earlier, and was screaming for his attention. Max felt her desire sweep thru him, and he had to cough to cover his groan. His own body was begging him to finish what they had started before her outburst. He pulled her body closer to his, and he could feel the heat of passion radiating off her as she pressed up against his erection. It took all strength to focus on Michael who was standing there examining the wall, and staring at them expectantly. Michael jumped back as a chuck of wall, that was barely hanging on, dropped by his feet.

“Shit” he cursed, and ran his hand thru his hair “I think you two better look into remodeling” he said, while shaking his head in disbelief. At first when he had saw the wall, he had thought Max had once again lost control of his powers, but it dawned on him from the way Liz buried her face in Max’s chest embarrassingly, that she was the one to place it there. He knew from last night that she was powerful, but none of them really knew the extent of her powers.

“Thanks Michael” she bit out sarcastically, turning to face him.

“Anytime” he smirked at her, before going to see if Maria needed him. They heard the doorbell ring, and Liz moved to go answer it, but was pulled back against Max’s strong chest.

“Max” she smiled.

“Hold on, I want to give you something” he nuzzled his nose against her neck, and inhaled her scent. He turned her to face him, before returning his head to her neck. Liz was getting weak in the knees with that tiny movement. The way his breath caressed her skin, sending a ignition thru her, that caused her nipples to harden, and her liquids flowing.

“Um Max” she moaned, while entangling her fingers thru his hair, encouraging his movements. Max let the tip of his tongue peek out, and traced a trail from behind her ear, down to her neck, where he proceeded to suck vigorously, leaving an angry red, purplish mark in his aftermath. He heard her throatily moan, and he gripped her bottom in his hands, and pulled her tightly against his erection, grinding desperately against her to relieve the ache. Liz pulled his mouth to hers, and plunged her tongue deep into his sweet cavern, loving the way their tongues mingled together in this familiar sexual dance.

Their breathing became erratic, as they frantically tried to relieve the feverish burn of desire that coursed thru them. Liz reached between them, and blindly undid his pants, before reaching in and wrapping her hand around his pulsating member.

“Liizz” he choked out, as he fought off the urge to cum in her sweet little hand. He threw his head back as she stroked him from base to his painful mushroom head. Liz took advantage of his exposed neck, and sucked tenderly on his Adam’s apple, causing him to shake involuntary. Max felt her backing him up, and felt the back of his knees hit their bed. A few seconds later, his pants were pooled at his feet, and he wondered vaguely when had he lost control of the situation. Liz was horny as hell, and he wasn’t going to let something like a little control get in the way of pleasing his wife. He ran his hands underneath her shirt, caressing the smooth, silky skin there. His hands soon found their selves cupping her firm breast, and felt himself grow tighter at her lack of undergarments. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, feeling them constrict under his touch.

“Max please” she pleaded with him, and he wasted no time in ripping her shirt from her body. Her breast jiggled slightly from his effort, and he stared at her momentarily, before bringing his head down, and capturing one of her rosy peaks in his mouth. He twirled his tongue around it, lightly blowing on it, causing her to shiver, and her nipple to turn harder. He was surprise it was able to get any tighter. He slid his large hands between her panties and shorts, and squeezed her ass, pushing them out of his way. He let his hands kneed her rump, and his long fingers brushed up against her core, and found exactly what he was looking for. She was soaking wet, drenched for him. He let one of his slender fingers dip dangerously close to her opening, and felt her hips rotate, trying to coax his finger inside her.

“Max please.....I need you to touch me” she begged him. Max turned them around, and laid her in the middle of the bed. He kicked his pants and boxer completely off, and crawled up towards her. Liz watched him thru hooded lids, and saw the black look of desire cloud his eyes. She wanted him so badly, and lately it seemed she couldn’t get enough of his touch, his kisses. Max laid on his side and turned her to face him. He kissed her slow and lazily, while he ran his large hand up and down her body, stopping to caress her bottom and breast. He eased his hand over her thigh, and nudged her legs apart.

Liz didn’t hesitate, and spread her legs apart to accommodate his large hand. Max traced her folds, and heard her intake a sharp breath.

“Oh god Max please.........yes right there” she moaned. Hearing her needful cry, he plunged two of his fingers deep within her.

“Yes Max.....oh god yes” Liz pumped her hips to his rhythm, and enjoyed the feel of his fingers as they thrust into her. But she needed more, and pushed her hips harder against his hand, trying to alleviate the burn coursing thru her. Sensing her frustration, Max gave her nub a flick, before flipping onto his back, and slamming her down on his cock.

“Yeeeesssss” Liz wailed, and Max had to bring her lips to his to muffle her moans. Although he was buried deep inside her, and nothing else matter, he was still aware that there were other people in the house, and didn’t want them aware of their activities. Liz used her knees to elevate her over him, before slamming down back home. Their bodies slapped together, and each time she would rise above him, her pussy would make loud, slopping noises, that heighten his desire. He could feel her walls clamping down on his member, indicating how close she was. He gripped her hips tightly, as he aided her in riding his manhood.

“Um.......Max, oh god Max, I’m so close.......so close” she dug her nails into his chest as if gripping for her last bit of control. Max watched her face as she came closer and closer to ecstasy. Her eyes were squeezed shut tightly, and she was biting down on her bottom lip so hard, he wondered if she had drew blood. Her hair was clinging to her face with the added help of the layers of sweat that covered her body, making her glisten in passion. He placed his hand over her heat, and found the tiny bundle of nerves that would send her over the edge. He pressed his thumb against it, and began to rub in tiny circles, adding just the right amount of pressure that would send her into final bliss. Liz was feeling it right there, and as soon as his thumb touched her sensitive nub, she exploded.


“Maaaaaxxxxx” her cry was low, but still had the same effect as if she had screamed out at the top of her lungs. Max was mesmerized, watching her in the throws of passion, was like watching the sun set.....it was beautiful, breath taking. He could last forever, if it meant watching her as he sent her into orgasm after orgasm. He stared at her a long time as she continued to ride out her orgasm, her walls pulsating with each tiny spaz that coursed thru her. He etched the way she looked in his memory, storing it there for safe keeping.

Liz finally came down from her high, and looked down at him with a satisfied grin on her face.

“Woow.......thank you” she whispered. She felt his still rock hard penis inside her, and sat out to return the extreme pleasure he had given her. She slowly rotated her hips over him, causing him to hit every crevice within her.

“Shit....oh god Liz........yes” Liz leaned over and captured his mouth. She slipped her tongue over his, and could feel his dick expanding in her. She knew he was close as well, and she sat up quickly, tearing her mouth from his, causing him to growl in protest. Liz leaned back, resting her hands on his thighs, and using her feet for leverage, she pushed off her feet, and rose up so only the head of his cock was in her. She lingered there for a moment, feeling his head pulsate against her lips. With graceful movements, she reached for his sack, and squeezed the package in her hands. The feel of her hand wrapped around his balls, and the way he could see the tip of his head buried in her, Max lost it.

“Liiiizzz” Liz felt his balls constrict, and the tell tell sign of his head tighten in her, she slammed back on him, burying his cock deep within her. Max forced her head to his, and he covered his mouth with hers as he muffled his cries as he rode out his orgasm. His body shook and convulsed under the force of his orgasm, and he wasn’t sure if he would ever stop shooting his load into her silken walls.

Finally after what seemed like forever, they came down from their high. Liz rested her head against his chest, and listened to the racing of his heart. Still buried inside her, Max wrapped his arms around her, and held her close. A knock at the door, brought them back to reality.

“Maxwell, they’re here” Michael’s voice floated thru the door.

“Give us ten” he called out, and heard Michael’s grumbled acceptance. Max ran his hand thru Liz’s hair, causing her to struggle deeper within him.

“Ready” he heard her whisper, knowing there was no correct answer for that question, he wrapped his arms tighter around her and sighed.

Chapter 30

Johnson stood next to his CO, with the stance of a true soldier. He didn’t quite know what to expect, especially since after his total disrespect of the King and his Queen. Harrison had chewed his ass off once they arrived back at the warehouse. He let him know how disappointed and outraged at his total lack of control of what the humans called hormones. It was a lot of ‘yes sir’s’ and ‘sorry sir’s’ that had saved his ass from the next ship back to Antar. He had barely escaped with his head, but definitely not without several harsh and angry words tossed his way. He was informed the only reason he was pardon, was Harrison felt he was the only one besides himself capable to aide Commander Rath in their fight against Kivar.

Johnson study the room casually, all without once blinking or moving, a skill he learned all to well from the Royal Army of Antar. The room was busy with activity. Everyone waiting for the King and Queen to make their appearance.

A loud, moaned “Yeeeesssss” penetrated the air, causing everyone to stop what they were doing.

“Oh god” Michael moaned in disgust, while everyone else’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment, everyone that was but Jeff, who made a quick exit out the patio door. There was no way he was going to listen to his Babygirl, while she and her husband had sex. Rolling her eyes and clapping her hands together to get every ones mind away from the activities coming from her best friends room, Maria cleared her throat.

“Oooook, who wants Chinese” she asked brightly. Several hands went up, and she pulled out her cell phone and placed the order. Jim watched in awe as Maria talked a mile a minute into the phone, as she argued back and forth with the other person on the other end. He couldn’t believe she was going to have a baby. He had watched her grow since she was a little girl, but didn’t really get to know her until the whole Max and Liz thing, and then once he started dating Amy, he grew even more fonder of her, and protective. He swore to himself, that if Michael ever hurt her, he would rip off his balls and serve them to him on a silver platter, laced in Tabasco.

He watched as Amy grabbed the phone from Maria, and proceeded to chew out the person for upsetting her daughter in her fragile state. Maria sat down next to him, and he gave her a warm smile.

“Whatcha thinking about” she asked him. She had seen him sitting there, staring into space with a huge smile on his face, and she wondered what could have his spirits so high, especially with everything going on. Jim wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her temple.

“You” he told her honestly.

“Me” she asked surprised.

“Um hum” he replied.

“What about me” she wondered. Jim knew he had never really told Maria how he felt about her, how he wished she was his biological daughter, but even though they didn’t share the same blood, she was his daughter, just as much as Kyle was his son. Realizing that after tonight, things could either go good or bad, and if they went bad, he wanted her to know how he felt. He had spoken to Kyle earlier in the morning, and let him know what was going on in ‘Alien City’, and he wanted him to know how much he loved him if anything was to happen. He wanted Maria to know also. He pulled her tighter against him, and rubbed her arm up and down.

“Maria, I’ve known you since you were a little girl that punched Kyle for trying to steal your cupcake in kindergarten” he chuckled at the memory, and Maria ducked her head in embarrassment. “I’ve watched you grow from that outspoken 5 year old, to an even more outspoken, incredible woman you are today” his voice became thick with emotions, and his heart began to bet rapidly in his chest. ‘What if she didn’t have the same feelings for him as he did for her’, ‘What if she didn’t want him as her father’ all those thoughts echoed thru his head, and he had to shake it to regain his nerves.

“You’re a lovely woman Maria. You’re bright, kind, gentle, dependable, and most of all you a big heart. A heart that has accepted people around you with warmth and understanding. I always knew if I ever had a daughter, she would be all those things and more. And you are, you know, my daughter, maybe not in blood, but in my heart you’ve always been my daughter.....that is if you want to be.......or even if you want me to be your dad....heck you’re probably to old to want a dad now.......I mean I don’t know what you want.......I mean.......” he took a deep breath, and rubbed the back of his neck, hoping she understood what he was desperately trying to say

Maria sat up so she could see him better, and the look in his eyes was scared, gentle, comforting, loving.....fatherly. She swallowed the lump in her throat, and wondered why she all of the sudden she couldn’t control her emotions. Tears had willed their selves in her eyes as she had listened to him speak. She remembered the first time she had met Jim in kindergarten, when him and her mom had to come to the school after the little cupcake incident. She had noticed how nice he was to her, even though she had given his son a black eye. She had also witnessed the way he mooned over her mom, and thought that was the only reason he was beginning nice to her, to wiggle his way in her mom’s good standings.

Over the years of knowing him, he was always there when she needed him. Like the time she was ten, and Candice Mcgee and Sandy Reed made fun of her for coming to the ‘Father-Daughter’ dance with her mom, all so she could keep Liz company, laughing because she didn’t have a dad, and had to bring her mother instead. Jim had been there as a chaperone, and was talking to Amy when they overheard the two girls. Amy was furious, and was just about to lay it into the two, but the calming hand of the Sheriff stopped her. She remembered holding her head up high as they laughed and teased her, not giving them the satisfaction of seeing her cry, but as soon as they had walked away, still laughing, she let the tears fall. She had hated not having a dad, and really hated those stupid ‘Father’ related events.

She had been crying silently, not wanting anyone to notice. She remembered someone had stepped in front of her, with their hand extended.

“My I have the honor of dancing with the prettiest girl in the room” she heard him say, and when she looked up, the Sheriff stood before her, with the biggest grin on his face. After a lot of begging and pleading, she had accepted his offer, and they had danced the night away. She could still remember how happy she was as he twirled her around the dance floor or how he got everyone to join him in a round of the ‘Funky Chicken.’ That night had been memorable, and she had always been thankful for his kindness.

Jim was starting to get nervous, she was still staring at him, and had yet to say a word about his revelation, which was uncommon for Maria, she always had something to say. She searched his eyes once again to see the feelings laying there. Deep down inside she had always consider him a father figure, that was why she had asked him to give her away at her wedding, but never told him. Maybe it was the fear of being rejected, or maybe afraid that if she voice her feelings and got attached, he would leave like her real dad. She realized he was starting to fidget beside her, and she quickly grabbed his hands.

“I would love to be your daughter” and in that one little sentence, he made him to happiest man in the world. Jim pulled her into a crushing hug.

“I love you” she whispered against his chest.

“You don’t know how much this means to me. I love you too Maria” he smiled, his eyes locked with Amy’s and she gave him a bright smile. Amy had watched them from the sideline, and she knew what he was doing. Last night he had told her his feelings towards her daughter, and also his fears that she would reject him, but as she watched them talk animatedly with each other, she knew her little family was coming together.

“Hey, why don’t you go see if their ready” Isabel told Michael, pulling his eyes away from Jim and Maria. He noticed the interaction between them, and the silent communication between him and his wife, had let him in on what was going on.

“Why do I have to go” he stared at her menacingly “he’s your brother.”

“He’s your best friend, and besides ewww” she whined.

“Flip you for it” Michael said, reaching in his pocket to retrieve a coin.

“Fine” she stomped her foot, and waited as he flipped.

“Call it” Michael said, while the coin linger in the air.

“Heads” Isabel called, and with a little push of her mind, the coin landed in his hand, head up.

“You cheated” Michael scolded accusingly.

“Did not” she denied.

“Yeah right” but before he could carry on, she walked off.

“Shit” Michael mumbled as he made his way down the hall, praying that he didn’t hear anything to taint his ears. Bringing his hand up to the door.

“Maxwell, they’re here” he grumbled thru the door.

“Give us ten” he heard Max call out.

“Whatever” he grumbled as he walked down the hall.

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Ten minutes later, Liz made her appearance in the living room, and she noticed how noone would meet her eye.

“What” she asked. Maria walked up to her and whispered in her ears.

“Next time you might want to try and be a little less....noisy” she smiled at the way Liz turned three shades of red. She buried her head in her hands and groaned.

There was a knock on the door, signaling the arrival of their dinner. Liz rushed to the door, glad to get out from under the teasing eyes of her family. She returned to the living room, and was bombarded by everyone.

“Hey” she called out, but no one listened. She shook her head at her family, and watched as the once full cartons, laid empty across her dining table. She looked around the room, and noticed for the first time that Harrison was in the room, and standing next to him, was the soldier from the Crashdown. They were both standing like status, reminding her of the soldiers that stood outside the palace in London....stiff, unmoved. She made her way over to them.

“Hey, aren’t you guys going to eat” she asked them.

“No thank you Your Highness” Harrison spoke to his Queen. Liz turned to the soldier, and noticed how tense he was, and was having a hard time annoying her eyes. Johnson couldn’t breathe, the moment she had entered the room, the air had left his lungs, and he was having a hard time focusing. He had heard her question, and felt the moment she turned to him.

“What about you.....” she let the sentence hang, hoping he would give her his name.

“Johnson, Your Highness” he kept his eyes trained on the wall behind her.

“Well Johnson, are you hungry” she asked politely.

“I’m fine Your Highness” Liz rolled her eyes at their formalities.

“It’s Liz” she told them. Johnson looked at Harrison, and the look he received, told him that in no uncertain circumstances was he to call her by her name, especially if he didn’t want to be on the next ship to Antar.

“With all do respect Your Highness, we are fine” Harrison spoke for the both of them, and Liz watched the way Johnson’s jaw reflexed. Johnson so badly wanted to look deep into her eyes, but she was forbidden fruit.......uncharted territory. The King would have him publically executed if he was to even look at her. Liz shrugged her shoulders, and made her way over the table, hoping to find any Orange chicken left.

Max emerged from his room 20 minutes later. He was relaxed, and had a big Kool-aide smile on his face. He immediately searched the room for Liz, and found her sitting in the chair between Isabel and Maria, with Tess sitting at her feet. They were laughing and talking, and she looked radiate. Liz felt the moment he had entered the room, and met his eye, she smiled at him before returning her attention to the girls.

“Hey son” Max turned to his father.

“Dad” he acknowledged, his eyes still focused on Liz.

“Maxwell, we should get started” Michael announced as he came upon the two of them.

“Right” Max knew Michael was anxious to get this over with, and everyone was waiting for his word to move.

“Alright everyone, lets get started we have a lot to discuss, and not a lot of time to do it” he spoke. He waited until everyone was settled, before he began.

“Some things have been happening lately, that you all are already aware of, but the time has come for decisions to be made” Max walked around the room, and all eyes followed him.

“Decisions that everyone expects for me to make for them, but I can’t. I know I’m suppose to be this powerful King and all, but I’m not, not in this lifetime. I may have Zan’s memories, just like you have Rath’s, or Ava’s or Vilandra’s” he stated to Michael, Tess and Isabel “but I’m not Zan. I’m Max Evans, and I can only follow my heart. I don’t know what decisions are right or wrong, but I do know that there are thousands of people depending on me on us to free them from the hands of a mad man. Some of you were dragged into this mess unwillingly, but you have proven yourself time and time again, and I thank you.

Things are about to get deep, and I don’t know what the outcome will be, but I know what I have to do, and that is fight for my people, free them. I stand before you all, not as your King, but as your friend, and I am here to let you know if anyone wants out, there will be no questions asked, no judgement past. The people in this room are my family, and I want you all to be safe, no matter what” he finished, running a hand thru his hair, turning his back as he waited on the response. He had been sitting in their room, long after Liz went to join the others. He needed to think. There was a lot about to happen, and he didn’t want them to be jumping into this without giving it a second thought.

They all stared at him in shock, did he really think they would walk away from him now, after all they had been thru together. A hand on his shoulder, jerked him out of his thoughts. He turned to see Michael standing next to him.

“As much as you would like to get rid of me, I’m here for the long haul” he smirked. Max pulled him into a hug.

“Thank you” he whispered, before pulling away and facing the group, a group who all stood before him, tall and proud.

“You think we’re going to let you have all the fun” Tess raised her eyebrow at him. One by one they all came to stand next to him, indicating they would stand beside him no matter what. Liz was last to reach his side.

“We’re in this together Max, all of us” she reached up and kissed his lips, before turning to face Harrison, who was looking at the group in awe.

“You may began” Max told him.

It was a long night, plans were made, strategies laid out. Johnson had located the training grounds of Kivar’s troops, and after several heated arguments and discussions and careful planning a decision was made....

They were taking back their lives....

Chapter 31

Silence, silence was all around them, and the only sound that penetrated the air was the roaring sound of the engine of the van as it carried them into the world of unknown. They were heading out to the warehouse where the rest of the Royal Army were waiting for their orders. Michael looked out the window into the passengers mirror, and saw the highlights to the car that carried his best friend and brother, and the woman he considered his sister. He could make out their silhouettes in the back seat, with Phillip seated next to them. Jeff and Nasedo riding up front. He could barely make out the small headlights of the vehicle behind them, housing Harrison and three other soldiers.

He turned his attention back to the occupants in the van. Johnson was sitting next to him in the drivers seat, completely focused on the task at hand. Michael couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was something about the soldier that stuck out at him, something familiar. He knows he should hate the guy for the way he keeps sneaking glances at Liz, but for some reason he felt like he should know him, recognize him. Michael shrugged off the feeling, and tried to regain his train of thought.

Michael turned towards the back of the van. In the seat directly behind them was Isabel and Alex. Isabel had her head resting in his lap, her eyes were closed, but he knew she wasn’t asleep, none of them had really slept in the last 48 hours. She was no doubt trying to find some type of center to their ever spiraling life. Alex was absently rubbing his hand up and down her arm, with his head resting against the window pane. As if sensing his eyes on him, Alex turned and met Michael’s eye, and gave him a shaky smile. He was scared, they all were. Alex was a computer geek, not a fighter, but he has proven his loyalty time and time again. He loved Isabel, and wasn’t going to let her face this without him.

Taken up the seat right behind them was Tess and Chris. They were struggled up close together, her head resting against his chest, while his chin resting on her head. He had noticed how they hadn’t left each others side every since she finally faced the demons of her past life. Chris whispered something in her ear, that caused a wide smile to grace her lips and his. ‘At least they could still find something to smile about’ Michael thought to his self.

Taking up the rear seat was Jim. Since there was no one sitting with him, he was stretched out across the seat, head leaned up against the window. He was staring out the opposite window, and Michael could tell he was deep in thought. No doubt thinking about the family he had left behind. Michael could definitely feel his pain, and his mind drifted to his wife, and their last confrontation.......

**** “I said no Maria” Michael told her, his voice taking on a deadly tone. Maria stared at him wide eyed. Her temper flared, and she was outraged. The others stared on in growing concern. They had been going at it for the last 20 minutes, and neither looked like they were backing down. They had just sat down and were discussing who was to go on the mission, and who was to stay behind. Michael had immediately stated that Maria was to stay along with Amy, Nancy and Diane, and watch after Bel and Xan. To say Maria was upset about his ‘order’, was an understatement, she was furious.

“NO, what do you mean no. You can’t tell me what to do, you’re my husband, not my father” she bit out at him, her hands on her hips, and that foot tapping a mile a minute. Something inside Michael overboiled, and he was now standing in front of her.

“You’re right, I’m not your father, but I am the father of that baby growing inside you, and I will not, and I mean will not let you put her life in danger” the room was silent, and thick with tension. They were both filled with anger and frustration. Their nostrils were flared, and they had both turned several shades of red with anger. They were breathing hard into each others face, and both refused to give in to the other. Sensing it was time for someone to play referee, Max stepped up to them.

“Ok, why don’t we all calm down, and talk this out reasonably” he started.

“I am talking reasonably Maxwell, and it’s final, SHE STAYS HERE” he spoke thru gritted teeth, as he stared his wife in the eyes, not backing down on his decision. Something in his eyes, made Maria snap, and she lunged forwards towards him, but she never made contact, because Max’s reflexes were quicker then she was, and before she could actually do Michael some bodily harm, he tossed her over his shoulders carefully, not wanting to hurt his unborn niece. Maria kicked and screamed for him to let her down, so that she could teach Michael about trying to boss her around.

Michael watched Max’s retreating form, as he carried his wife to their guestroom. He shook his head at her, and couldn’t believe that she was actually going to hit him.

“Hey” Michael looked down, and wasn’t surprised to see Liz standing next to him, after all she was Maria’s best friend, and she was probably going to chew him out for upsetting her.

“Why is she so stubborn” he asked, running a hand across his tried face. Liz could see the many emotions on his face, and the distraught in his eyes.

“Come on” she laced her fingers thru his, and Michael let her lead him over to the couch. He sat down with a heavy thud, and a loud sigh. Liz looked at the man who had captured her best friends heart, and someone she considered her brother, and although he meant well, sometimes she wondered if he really, truly knew Maria.

“She’s not being stubborn Michael, she’s scared. Not of this situation we are in, but of losing you, can’t you see that. She just wants to be wherever you are, so that she can know that you’re safe” she told him wisely. If Liz knew anyone better then she knew herself or Max, it was Maria, and she knew that when Maria was afraid, instead of showing that fear, she stuffed it inside, never letting her true fears out for everyone to see.

“But she won’t lose me” he spoke so softly that Liz barely heard him. She cupped his face in her hand, and stroked his cheek, trying to ease the tension in him. Liz had that effect on people, she always knew what to say or do to comfort them, even him.

“She doesn’t know that Michael, all she knows, is that you’re going off to the unknown, and leaving her behind, wondering if she would ever see you, touch you again. She loves you, and wants to be apart of this” Liz features changed, and before Michael could react, she slapped him upside the head.

“Ow, what the hell you do that for” Michael asked her, while rubbing the side of his head.

“Because brother dear, that’s for upsetting my friend” she leaned forward, and kissed him on the cheek “she’s stressed enough as is, and you’re not making it better by going around barking orders at her like some caveman” she hit him once again before standing and making her way into the kitchen, leaving Michael to stare after her with his mouth hanging open, and rubbing his head.

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Meanwhile Max was left with the responsibility of trying to calm a very irate Maria, definitely not an easy task.

“Who does he think he is, ordering me around like some puppy” she asked into the air “I said NO Maria” she imitated Michael, and Max had to suppress his smile, because she so had Michael down pack.

“Why is he so....so.....arrggghh” she flopped back on the bed in frustration. Max gently laid down next to her, and together they laid there in silence, staring at the ceiling. Finally after Max could tell she had calmed down some, and her breathing had returned to normal, he linked his fingers thru hers and spoke.

“I won’t let anything happen to him” he told her, and squeezed her hand for reassurance. He continued to look at the ceiling, his eyes focusing on the water stain that Liz had been hounding him to fix every since last years Monsoon season. He felt Maria tense up beside him, but said nothing.

“I....I...what” she was nervous, and once again wondered how Max and Liz were able to read her so well, but her own husband was clueless.

“I know you’re Maria, hell we all are, but he’s right, you can’t go” he felt her anger rising again, and he rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand, and instantly felt the anger melt away. She sighed in defeat, and knew he was right.

“I’ll bring him back to you” he promised her, a promise he had every intention on keeping.

“Ok” she whispered. Max could hear the catch in her voice, as she desperately tried to hide her tears. He sat up, pulling her with him, and kissed her forehead. He wrapped her arms around her, and she laid her head on his chest.

“Please Max, please bring him back to me, to us” she cried pleadingly.

“I will” Max looked up to see Michael hovering in the doorway, and felt Maria tense a little, before relaxing against him. Michael slowly made his way over to the bed, and Max unwrapped himself from her embrace, and Michael took his place. Maria buried her head in his chest, and Max could hear the distinct sounds of her sobs as he exited.

“I’m sorry love” he stroked her back as she continued to soak his t-shirt with her tears.

“Please, please come back to me” she cried as she clutched her hand in his shirt, and tried to overcome her tears, but of course she was failing.

“Always” he told her. ******

It had taken all his strength and will power to leave her, and as he had watched her try to be strong as they pulled out of the driveway and she clung to Amy, silently begging him to come back to her, all the while he kept sending his love to her and his daughter, promises of his return on his lips. Even though they were connected, their connection was new, and not as strong as Max and Liz’s, and as much as he fought to stay connected to her, the connection faded about an hour outside Roswell. He could still her inside him, but their silent communication was gone. He wasn’t sure if she could still feel him or not, but he continued to send her love and reassurance. He turned his eyes once again out the window, and the scenery as it faded past him.

Max felt the vibration as the car continued on it destination. His mind kept wandering to the twins and the others they had left behind. Even though he had left ten armed soldiers with them for protection, he was still antsy. He could feel Liz shift in his lap, and stroked her arm until she calmed down, he knew she was talking to the twins, and it was probably getting emotional for her, but as much as he insisted that she stayed home with Maria and the others, she flat out refused and stated that she was going end of discussion. Bel and Xan weren’t to thrill about their parents departure, but with one look at all the anxious faces of the adults, they quickly succumbed to the parents wishes of being good, and listen to their Aunt and Nanas. He knew that as long as they were breathing air, his mom, Nancy, Amy and Maria wouldn’t let anything happen to his babies.

Max looked over at his father, and to his surprise, Phillip was staring right back at him.
Phillip had been looking out the window as stretches of desert met his view, when he felt Liz shift beside him, and he had watched the tender way his son soothed his wife, and once again proud of the man Max had became, and he was even more proud to be standing with him in his fight for his planet. It amazed him that even though Max, Michael, Tess and Isabel had all grew up here on Earth, and it was the only home they had ever known, that they would sacrifice their own lives for the lives of thousand of people that they barely remember. The unselfish ways of his children, had him rethinking his own priority. He was a lawyer working for dozens of heartless, cutthroat clients, that didn’t give a damn about who they hurt or dishonored in the process of getting what they wanted, and he had help them every step of the way. But as he sat beside his son, ready to face his enemies with him, he knew his heart was no longer into being a lawyer. No, his heart was with his family, and once this was all over, he was quitting the firm, and focusing more on spending time with his children and grandchildren. He had to smile, thinking of the new bundle of joy that would soon grace the lives. Phillip smiled at his son, and gave him a look that stated just how proud he was of him.

“Why don’t you try and get some rest” he told him, but Max only shook his head at him.

“I couldn’t sleep if I wanted to” he said honestly. Nodding his head in understanding, Phillip turned back towards the window, and slowly closed his eyes, knowing sleep was the farthest thing from his mind also.

Up front, Jeff too was having a difficult time setting his mind at ease, and had taken to counting each and every mile marker to calm his nerves. He had let his mind drift to Nancy and his grandchildren, and could help but wish Liz had stay also. He knew what they were about to walk into was dangerous, but he also knew how stubborn Liz could get, and when she stated she was coming, she left no room for objections. Jeff couldn’t believe that this was actually happening, but as he watched the taillights of the van in front of them, lending them to the final destination before they faced their enemies, he wondered once again what he was doing here, but as a image of Bel and Xan popped in his head, followed by a image of Liz, he knew it was for them, always for them. He wanted them to be safe, never having to look over their shoulders, to lead a normal life, and as he remembered all Liz had to face alone as a teenager, without his or Nancy’s support, he wasn’t about to let her go thru that again, and that was why he was here, to fight for his Babygirl and her family.


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Maria watched as Bel and Xan sat side by side on their bedroom floor, both with identical looks of concentration on their faces. She knew they were speaking with at least one of their parents if not both, and she felt a pang of jealousy at her lose of connection with Michael. She had known the moment their ability to talk telepathically, and she had lose of his warmth immediately. She could still feel his feelings, and knew he was sending her his love and reassurance, but she just wished she could her his voice in her mind, telling her he was ok.

“Maria, sweetie do you want something to eat” she heard her mom ask, pulling her from her thoughts. She looked up into her moms smiling face.

“I’m fine mom” she assured her. Amy came and sat down next to her, and wrapped a arm around her waist.

“They’re still at it” she asked, nodding to the twins.

“Yeah. They miss them so much, and Max and Liz have only been gone for three hours, but I guess when you’re as connected as the four of them, any amount of time away is to long” Maria said as she watched the way the twins mouths moved, but no words were spoken. Amy could hear the hint of sadness in Maria’s voice, and knew she was missing that connection with Michael. When Maria had realized that she was no longer able to speak to him, she had went hysterical with worry, and Amy had to supply her with two vials of Cedar oil to calm her down.

“They’re going to be fine” she squeezed her tighter.

“Thanks mom” they sat there and waited for the twins to come out of their connection.

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“But how come we can’t come” Bel whined, while Xan sat next to her playing with a blade of grass.

“Because baby, this is something with have to taken care of, and it would be easier if we know that you are home safe” Liz tried to reason with her daughter, but like her, Bel had a stubborn side, and couldn’t understand why they couldn’t go and help.

“It’s not fair” she pouted “I want you and daddy here with Xan and me” liz saw her lips quiver, and gently pulled her into her lap.

“I know baby, I know, but it’s just not safe” she stroked her head, as she cried softly into her breast. Liz looked over at Xan, and her heart ached. He was so much like Max, always hiding his feelings and trying tone strong for everyone...for Bel. She knew he was just as scared as Bel was, but he would never let his sister see him cry. He had to be strong for her. He knew his mommy, daddy and the rest of his family were going to take care of the bad men, and he knew exactly what kind of danger they were truly in, even though everyone tried hard not to let them know what was going on, but they forgot one thing. Bel and him weren’t normal kids, and could read their emotions and thoughts.
“Xan?” Xan looked up to his mother, and saw the worried expression on her face. She reached out her hand to him, and he eagerly placed his hand in hers. He crawled into her lap, and Bel scooted over to allow him some room. Hating to see his sister cry, he reached out and ran his hand over her face and evaporated her tears. He tweeked her nose, causing her to smile, which made him feel a whole lot better.

Liz watched in amazement at the tenderness of her son, and knew that he was every bit of Max and more.

“Were’s daddy” he asked her as he played with a strand of her hair. Liz couldn’t help but smile at his movement, knowing it was something he had picked up from Max.

“Daddy couldn’t make it, but he sent me to tell you he loved you very much, and would definitely be coming to visit you before you went to bed” she promised them.

“Ok” they both replied. She could still see how upset they were, but she wasn’t going to let that ruin her time with them.

“Hey” she looked down at them “why don’t we see if we could catch some of those butterflies out there” she pointed the field of flowers they were in, that had dozens of butterflies shattered about. Seeing their faces light up, she quickly raced out into the field with the twins hot on her tail.

Sometime later, they were all laying on their backs, watching the clouds float by, when she felt Max trying to wake her. She gripped their tiny hands in hers and squeezed them tightly

“I love you, and daddy loves you” she kissed them on their foreheads “be good for your aunt and Nana’s” she told them.

“We will” they vowed. Liz began to fade out, and watched as Xan pulled Bel against him as she started to cry, and with one final ‘I love you’ the connection broke.

Liz felt herself come out of the connection, and slowly opened her eyes, and to be met with Max’s loving face.

“Hey” was all he said with a smile.

“Hey” she returned with her own smile.

“How are they” he asked. He had wanted so bad to connect with them too, but he had so many thoughts running thru his head, he knew the twins would have picked up on it right away.

“They’re fine. Missing us, but they’re fine.....and safe” she added, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

“Good” was his only reply, before kissing her forehead. Finally able to focus, Liz realized that they had stopped. She sat up, and looked out the window, and was met with complete darkness. Confused, she turned to Max.

“Max, what’s going on” she asked him in concern. Sensing her worries, Max wrapped a comforting arm around her waist, and pulled her close.

“It’s ok, we’re here” he informed her. Liz looked around, and all she could see was darkness.

“Were exactly is here Max” she asked, but before he could answer, the car began to move again, and what was once dark and black, was consumed by light. Liz clung to Max, as the car seemed to move on it’s own. They all had a look of apprehension on their face, and they desperately tried to focus their eyes. Finally the light dulled and they were able to see once again, and the sight that met their eyes completely floored them.

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 32

There, straight ahead of them stood...............The Royal Army. Harrison quickly made his way to the car that Max and Liz were, and immediately opened their door. Max stepped out, with Liz planted firmly at his side.

“Your Majesty, may I present to you, your Royal Army” Harrison kneeled before him, and again they all watched in amazement as all the soldiers in the room followed his lead, and they all bowed down before them. Max looked around the room shocked, but somehow this all seemed right.....natural. He felt more assured, confident, but still frighten to let the feeling take control of him completely. Looking to his left, Max was once again floored. Not only were the soldiers kneeling to him, but to his surprise Michael, Tess and Isabel were also kneeling before him. He could see the look of acceptance on their faces, and the look of wonder if he was ready to accept his Destiny.

Michael had witness as the soldiers kneeled before Max, and something inside him clicked. As if it finally dawned on him. He was a soldier, not only in his previous life, but in this life as well. He had always felt the sense and need to protect Max and Isabel since they were young, and as they grew older, his protectiveness grew stronger. That protectiveness soon expanded to Liz then Maria, to a others that were now his family. And as he looked at soldiers before him........his soldiers, he realized that this was who he was, this was him.........Commander Rath of Antar, King Zan’s second in command. Instinctively he knew, with eyes black as coal, Rate kneeled before his King and Queen.

Isabel and Tess had watched as the many emotions that transcended across Michael’s face, and as his eyes turned black, and they knew he had finally accepted and embraced his alien side with open arms. Over the years, they had all been too afraid to truly embrace their alien side, too afraid of what they would learn. When tess had first showed up in Roswell, announcing their predetermined destinies, it has frighten them to the core. Not because she was a stranger to them. No, they were afraid of the answers she held to the questions they were to afraid to ask.

Growing up with Nasedo, Tess had already known and accepted her previous life, and had never had issues about who she was. She was a alien stuck on with humans. Nasedo had given her no choice but to accept it, but it was different for the others. They had grew up on constant, paralyzing fear. Fear that if anyone was to ever found out that they were aliens, it could mean their extinction. Fear of leaving the only place they knew as home, and leaving behind the ones they loved. They had all skated around the subject differently.

Instead of facing who she really was, Isabel chose to ignore it. She did everything a normal ‘All American’ teenage girl was suspected to do. She was head cheerleader, class president, co-editor of the ‘Roswell Times’. She volunteered for any and everything that was put out there, all so she could feel normal, and not have to worry about her alien side. Sure she couldn’t ignore that half of her completely, in fact sometimes her ‘uniqueness’ came in handy. How many girls could change the shade of lipstick or eye shadow with a wave of her hand, but that, and of course the occasional dreamwalking, was as far as she would embrace her alien side.

Michael he was different. He accepted he was an alien, and nothing more. His main concern was to find out what happened to the others on their ship, and finding a way home. Max and Isabel had concluded that his desperation for answers to who they were had a lot to do with Hank, and the lousy cards he was dealt in life. But it seemed once Liz, Alex and Maria came into the picture, he stopped feeling so alone and started to embrace his human side little by little.

Now Max, Max hated his alien side. He hated being different and afraid. He knew that they were different from the moment they emerged from their pods, and call it internal intuition or whatever, but he knew that if anyone was to find out exactly what they were, they definitely wouldn’t welcome them with open arms. They would see him as he saw himself........a freak...a monster. When the Evans had picked them up off the side of the road, he was so scared. Scared that they would find out what they were, and cast them back out on the desert floor from which they found them.

As he grew older, his self hatred also grew. Beside from Michael and Isabel, there was no one he could open up to, laugh with, because they had made a pack to tell no one, and for that, Max hated who he was. Isabel and Michael knew that it all boiled down to one thing...or one person.............Liz Parker. They had known about his infatuation with Liz since the moment he first saw her in third grade, and they were constantly drilling into him that it wasn’t safe, and they couldn’t get attached, unknowingly reminding him of the fact that he wasn’t human, and could never be with her, not the way he wanted to be.

So instead, he sat back and watched her from afar, cursing his alien side and wondering why the fates had issued him such misery. He went out of his way to appear as normal as possible. Never using his powers, because if he did, it meant he was accepting his alien side, and that was something he would never do. The only time he had ever used them before everything, was when he had healed the bird in the park, and the day that changed their lives forever.......the day he healed Liz Parker.

As they witness Michael’s total surrender to his past life, it seemed..........right. Their eyes flashed several times, before settling on their deep soulful black. No longer were they Tess Harding and Isabel Whitman of Roswell, NM. No, they were Princess Ava and Vilandra of Antar, Royal Family. They kneeled beside Michael/Rate, and bowed to their King with a look of acceptance. acceptance that this is who they were, no matter how much they tried to deny it, they couldn’t escape their alien side. They may not have been ‘soldiers’ or even expected to, but Chris, Alex, Jeff and Phillip took their positions next to Michael, Tess and Isabel.

Liz was astonished. Not only had the entire room kneeled to them, but their family and friends as well. She squeezed Max’s hand, and watched his face intently. His head was thrown back towards the sky, and his eyes were closed. Several emotions masked his face, and Liz could feel and hear his internal battles.

Max was struggling inside. This was who he was, and as much as he tried to deny his alien side, the more torn he became. He had ran from his Destiny for so long, he wasn’t sure if he would be able to stop running. Sure he knew everyone had always looked to him to solve their problems and lead them, but was he ready, was he ready to fully accept his role as King. Earlier he had stood before them, not as their King, but as their friend. But now as they kneeled before him, not as Maxwell Evans, but as Zan........King of Antar.

Max searched deep inside himself, searching for the answer to his internal battle....... ‘was he ready to finally to truly embrace his alien side, and be the King he was meant to be, the King they expected him to be.’ He felt Liz squeeze his hand gently, and send him her love and comfort.

“Max, I’m here” he heard in his head, as she placed a supporting hand at the small of his back. As soon as her hand landed on his back, he was assaulted with images.

~~~Flash~~~~

Liz....Maria....Alex…..Chris

~~~Flash~~~

His parents.......The Parkers

~~~Flash~~~

Their many family gatherings

~~~Flash~~~

Bel.....Xan

They soon stopped, and his heart swelled. She had sent him the flashes on purpose, hoping to soothe him. Max was overwhelmed. Each image held a strong sense of love and acceptance, and he knew she was somehow telling him that no matter who he was, he was loved. Max took a deep, clearing breathe, and knew it was time. Straightening, he could feel Liz’s eyes on him and he slowly turned to her and opened his eyes.

No more running. No more denying who he was.

“Zan” Liz smiled up at him and couldn’t help but feel proud that he had finally accepted who he was. He cupped her cheek, and brought his lips over hers. Gently he caressed her lips, before Straightening. He watched her face, and couldn’t help but smile at the dazed look on her face. He squeezed her hand tightly, pulling her out of her haze.

Turning to those kneeled before him. His eyes landed on those of his best friend and second on command, and was greeted with his half smirk. Clearing his throat, Zan addressed his Army.

“You may rise” he instructed, and watched as they all rose to their feet, and stood dutifully before him. Alex looked as his brother-in-law, and couldn’t help but smile. He knew how hard Max and the others rebutted their alien side, and when he had seen Michael, Tess and Isabel finally accept it, he was proud of them. He like the rest of them waited to see how Max would handle their acceptance. Would he be upset, or would he finally open himself up also. They held their breaths and watched him as he fought internally. He didn’t know how, but Alex knew the moment the battle had stopped, and Max had made his decision. He didn’t know what that decision was, but he knew he would support him no matter what. Image his shock when his eyes opened to reveal no other then King Zan. And of course never being able to hold his tongue, Alex shouted.

“All hail King Zan” he chanted, and the others stared at him, rolling their eyes at him, but soon Chris joined him, followed by Jeff and Phillip. The others soon followed, and the entire room was in a uproar with shouts and praises as Zan and Liz walked past. Some soldiers stood and saluted as he walked past them, others bowed and stared, as they got their first glimpse of the powerful King Zan and his Queen. Michael walked slightly behind them next to Liz, with Isabel and Tess next to him, the others right behind them.

Coming to a stop in front of the room, they stood before the Royal Army. The soldiers stood tall and proud, because before them stood.........The Royal Family.


Chapter 33

“.....and there are men positioned here....here....and here” Johnson pointed out. Max listened as Johnson continued to run thru their plan. Max had to admit, even though he still considered him a prick, Johnson was on top of his game. He was an excellent soldier, although Max would never tell him so. He was very thorough in his surveillance of the warehouse. He could tell he took his duty of protecting the Royal Family seriously, and knew every change in the soldiers shifts, their sleeping patterns, hell, he even knew when they took a piss.

He could easily see why Harrison spoke so highly of him, even after his blunder in touching his wife. Even though he was a good soldier, Max wasn’t so easy to forgive, and it made him smile every time Johnson would fidget nervously in front of him, and would never meet his eye. He would notice his quick glances at Liz when he thought no one was looking. Max could have sworn Johnson shit his pants when he had been staring at Liz on the sly, and when he tore his eyes away from her to survey the room, his eyes locked with Max’s, and his eyes grew wide in fear.

Max sent him a icy glare, but on the inside he was overcome with laughter at the way Johnson squirmed in his sit and pulled at the collar of his shirt. Knowing that he had installed permanent fear in him, Max was able to sit comfortably with him in the same room. Turning his attention back to Johnson, Max followed him with his eyes as Johnson continued to point out different areas on the projection screen. Johnson was sweating profusely. He could feel the King’s eyes on him as he explained the plans of their attack. He knew that King Zan had caught him staring at the Queen, and he was for sure he was going to be fried right there on the spot.

He knew he was already in hot water, but he couldn’t help it. Every time he looked at her, his heart skipped a beat, and his hands would get all sweaty, and he lost all ability to think straight. That was why he was finding it very difficult to stand before everyone, knowing that her main attention was on him at the moment. Clearing his throat, he focused once again.

“I believe the best time to move in would be between their late night, early morning shift change” he waited to see if there were any objections before he continued “during that time, there’s limited staff covering the surrounding perimeters. From what I’ve observed in my last 3 weeks of observations, is that they retire for bed at 10pm. Between 10pm and 3am, the area is still heavily guarded. I’ve counted 15 guards total on that shift. Two at the entrance, two at the back entrance and two side entries, and two at each corner of the warehouse roof, and once that sits here” he pointed his laser pen to a small tower that was about 100 yards from the warehouse, and from that position, anyone who sat there has a birds eye view of the warehouse, and it’s surroundings.

“He’s there to alert of any intrusions. Now the shift changes at 3am, and it is a lot less guarded, and I believe our best shot at infiltrating. Instead of posting two guards at each entry, there is only two guards that cover the front and back entries, leaving the two side entries completely vulnerable. The roof is also lacking in guards. The 8 guards that paroled earlier, will now only be down to two, that walk from end to end every 5 minutes” Johnson finished up, and waited for his instructions.

Max sat there in deep concentration as he studied the lay out of the warehouse. Standing, he walked around the large table and stood before Johnson.

“You may take your seat” he addressed him, and waited until he did so before turning to all the occupants at the table.

“How many are there total” he asked Johnson?

“If I’ve calculated correctly Your Highness, there are close to 200 men sir.’

“And how many do we have.” This time Harrison answered.

“About the same sir, we came over in two ships, both being able to house 80-100 people each.”

“Ok” Max picked up the laser pointer, and turned towards the projection. He studied it momentarily, while everyone waited patiently for him to began. Finally after carefully analyzing the slides, Max turned to the others.

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 34

“Hey” Isabel sat down in the seat next to him.

“Hey” he mumbled back in his usual tone. Isabel gave him a sympathetic smile. She could tell he was still upset about losing his connection with Maria, and with all the planning and getting settled into the ‘temporary’ living areas, his mind had been a little preoccupied, but now as everything was calming down, Maria was all he could think about. He missed her deeply, and would give anything to hear her voice, he would settled for her yelling at him. Isabel noticed the smile that masked his face as he stared vacantly ahead of him.

“You know I can connect with her, and bring you in” she told him, and watched as his face lit up and his eyes gleamed.

“Could you?” he asked hopefully.

“Sure, it’s not like I have anything to do now since Harrison made the mistake in showing Alex that high tech computer room” she said with a roll of her eyes. Michael chuckled at her. He too had saw the way Alex’s face had lit up in excitement, like a kid in a candy store when Harrison was giving them the grand tour.

Jeff, Phillip, Tess, Chris and Jim were down below with Johnson checking out the ship ports. While Nasedo, Max and Liz seemed to be engrossed in a heated discussion. Whatever they were discussing, wasn’t going over to well with Liz. Michael could tell she was getting upset by the way she kept throwing evil glares at them both, and on top of that, he could feel her anger growing thru their connection.

“Come on” Isabel pulled him out his chair, towards his room. They sat down in the middle of his bed facing each other.

“Ok, clear your mind and think only of Maria” she instructed him. He nodded his head, and closed his eyes. Isabel placed his hands in hers, and closed her eyes, focusing solely on Maria.

~~~Isabel instantly found Maria’s vibrant orb floating ahead of her, and reached for it. She knew Maria wasn’t asleep yet, and over the years, she had mastered being able to enter some ones mind while they were awake.~~~

Maria was watching a movie with the twins and the mothers. She was reaching for the popcorn, when she froze.

“Maria” Maria jerked up.

“Isabel?”

“What was that dear” Diane asked her?

“Um, nothing” she smiled. She waited until she turned her attention back to the television once again. She closed her eyes and focused.

~~~~“Isabel?” she saw Isabel materialize before her. Maria quickly ran towards her, and threw her arms around her in a tight hug.

“Oh my god Isabel” she squeezed her tighter. A thought suddenly popped in her head, and she pulled back slightly, eyes wide.

“Why are you here” Isabel was about to open her mouth, put was cut off.

“Oh my god, are you guys ok...did something happen.......Michael, oh my god, something happened to Michael didn’t it.....I knew it........oh god.......oh god” she was visibly shaking, and Isabel couldn’t help but smile at her rambling as she frantically paced in front of her. Noticing how she was near hyperventilating, Isabel pulled her into a sisterly hug, and rubbed her back gently.

“Maria” she was still mumbling incoherently “Maria, calm down” she felt her take a deep breath, surely to try and calm her nerves, but Isabel could still feel the slight tremors and the wetness seep into her shirt. Isabel focused, and soon Michael appeared in front of them. Isabel pulled back, she cupped Maria’s face in her hands, and looked her in the eyes.

“Maria, everyone’s ok.....look” she motioned her head, and Maria turned to look behind her and squealed.

“Michael!” Michael had been waiting anxiously for Isabel to pull him into the connection. As soon as he was pulled in, he saw her tiny form being held by Isabel, and his heart fluttered. He could tell she was crying by the tremble in her body. Watching as Isabel cupped her face, and no doubt trying to soothe her, he just wanted her in his arms. And then she turned towards him, and everything else flew out the window as he got a glimpse of his ‘Pixie’.

“Michael” her small body bowled into him, and he had to gain his footing. He spun her around as she placed kisses all over his face.

“God I miss you” he told her as he covered her mouth with his, kissing her slowly to savior the moment. Soon a need for air broke them apart.

“Mmh, not as much as I miss you” she rested her head against his chest, and sighed. Seeing that she was no longer an interest, Isabel backed up from the connection, making sure she still had a hold of their orbs to hold the connection, so they could spend sometime together without having to worry about her. She waved her hand, and created a tropical paradise for them, and made her way upstream, and perched herself on a rock that overlooked a waterfall, blocking herself from their private moment.

Michael and Maria didn’t even notice that the plane had changed. They were to busy staring at each other.

“How are you feeling” he rubbed her arms up and down, before resting one protectively over her stomach.

“I feel great” she placed her hand over his “stop worrying” she smiled up at him. Michael couldn’t help it, he just needed to be sure. He hated being away from her, especially now, but he knew that leaving and taking care of their enemies was the only way to ensure the safety of his daughter and future children lives.

“I’ll try” he promised her, and kissed her forehead. He stood back up, and finally noticed their surroundings.

“Wow!” he said as he looked around. Maria too began to look around, and gasped at the site.

“Oh Michael.....how” she asked in awe.

“Isabel” Michael smiled, and then frowned.

“Isabel?” he called out to her.

“I’m here Michael” lifting her block. She walked up to them.

“This is amazing” Maria hugged her.

“I know” she breathed out as she looked around at her work, very proud of herself, before turning her attention back to them.

“Now, you two....go...have fun” she ordered them with a smile and a suggestive wink.

“What about you” he blushed as he caught her meaning.

“Oh don’t worry” she winked at them “I’ll definitely be blocking you” she scrunched up her nose in disgust, and disappeared.

“Sooo” Maria purred as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Sooo” he mimicked her, before capturing her mouth again.~~~~~~

Isabel came out a little groggily. When she was finally able to focus, Michael was smiling at her, blushing from head to toe.

“Have fun” she smiled knowingly, only to cause him to turn redder.

“Um...yeah....thanks” he coughed nervously.

“No problem” she got up and kissed his forehead “night Spaceboy” she smiled cheekily, and couldn’t hold in her laughter at the embarrassed groan that elicited from him.

“Good night Izzy” he said as he pushing her out his room, as she continued to laugh at how red his ears had became.


“Hey” Alex greeted her. He was on his way to their room to tell her about all the great technology her people had, when he saw Michael pushing her into the hall.

“Hey yourself” she smiled warmly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his.

“Umm” he moaned.

“Come on” she tugged on his shirt and giggled at the dazed look on his face. She pulled him towards their room, shutting the door securely behind them.

~~~~~~~~
Liz could feel his eyes on her as she padded barefooted across the floor of their room. She was clad in one of his t-shirts that hung just below her knees. Max knew she was still upset by the way she was stroking the brush thru her hair angrily. Walking up behind her, he ceased her hand, releasing the brush from her.

“Liz please don’t be upset with me” he pleaded with her, as he brushed her hair gently “I just want you to be safe” he tried to reason with her. Liz closed her eyes and sighed. She knew he was only trying to protect her, but it was really starting to piss her off. Nasedo had informed them that it wasn’t necessary for any of them to actually go to the warehouse, that he and the rest of the army could take care of everything, but Max had quickly shot that down, saying what kind of King would he be if he couldn’t even fight along side his men.

Although he himself refused to stay behind, Max thought it was a wise idea if she stayed behind, and Nasedo eagerly agreed. Liz had been furious. The three of them had argued back and forward, until finally she had gotten so angry, she turned and walked away, leaving them sighing after her. She had felt him as he grew closer down the hall, and stopped in the doorway, staring at her. She opened her eyes and turned to stare up at him.

“I know Max, but I want to go, besides what kind of Queen would I be if I can’t fight amongst my people” she said, using his own words against him. Max pulled her into a hug, and kissed the top of her head.

“Liiizz” he rubbed her back, and sighed in defeat. He knew he would not be able to stop her from coming, but it didn’t hurt to try. Liz felt the when he relented, and squeezed his waist tighter.

“Thank you for understanding” she stood on her tippy toes and kissed his lips. Like always, the kiss soon turned passionate, and Liz had to reluctantly pull back, before things could get anymore intense. Max rested his forehead against hers, and tried to calm his racing heart. He ran his fingers thru her silky hair.

“God Liz.”

“I know.” She sighed as his long fingers massaged her scalp. Turning, she took a look at his watch.

“Come on” she lead him over to their bed “we have to connect with the twins, they’re expecting us.” Crawling onto the bed, he sat back against the headboard, pulling her between his legs were she rested comfortable against his chest. Max laced their fingers together, and rested them over her stomach.

“I love you” he whispered against her ear.

“I love you too” she turned so she could give him a quick kiss. Max pulled back, and sat back.

“Ready?” she asked him, and felt him nod above her. Together they closed their eyes, and lifted the block from their connection to the twins. As soon as the block was lifted, the connection flared to life.
~~~~~~~~~

Bel and Xan had been waiting impatiently for the time they would be able to connect with their parents. They had sat and watched a movie with their aunt and Nana’s, and as soon as it was over, they ran to their room, getting ready for bed in record time.

Maria was still floating on cloud nine every since she came out of her connection with Michael. It had been a beautiful experience, and they had spent their time sitting by the small stream talking about their baby. Afterwards they had made love twice, and Maria’s body still hummed from the explosive orgasm they had shared. She was very thankful that her mom and the others had went to assist the twins get ready for bed, because when she came out of the connection, her panties were soaking wet, and her core was still pulsating.

Her face had flushed a deep red when she realized that she had actually had an orgasm right there on couch. She was definitely going to have to thank Isabel when she saw her. Now, after being freshly showered, she sat in the rocking chair located in the corner of the twins room and slowly rocked as she kept watch over them. She knew the moment they had connected, because their seals shined brightly on their foreheads, and their bodies were quickly enveloped in their protective shield. Maria just sat back and watched them. Soon as they felt their parents energy, Xan and Bel latched on to them instantly..........

~~~ “Mommy, daddy!” they screamed the moment they seen Max and Liz.

“Whoa” Max exclaimed as Xan’s tiny body slammed into him.

“We miss you” Bel pouted as Liz gently placed her on the ground.

“We miss you too Angel” Max said as he tucked a strand of her ebony hair behind her ear. It still amazed him how much she looked like Liz, even though Liz still insist she doesn’t see it, but he can.

“Why can’t we be with you daddy” Xan asked as he clung to Max’s hand. Max kneeled down so he was leveled with them.

“Because Sport, I would rather you be home with your Aunt Maria and Nana’s, while we take care of things.......ok” he watched them as they contemplated what he said. Finally after several of minutes of chewing on their bottom lips, Max found it cute, a trait they definitely got from their mother, they succumbed to their fathers wish.

“Promise you’ll come back, and won’t take to long” they said simultaneously.

“Of course we will” they assured them as they wrapped their arms around them in a family hug. Having enough of the sad moment, Liz sat out to change the atmosphere. With the wave of her hand, she changed their usual flower field into a child’s Utopia.

“Look” she turned them around, and heard their excited gasps. There for their eyes to fest upon was a full blown carnival. Xan and Bel took off running at top speed, with Max and Liz running desperately to catch up with them. They spent the rest on the time riding all the rides, and playing games at the booths.

Falling down in exhaustion next to Max, were he rested in the middle of the field, Liz rested her head against his shoulder. After their time at the carnival, Max had changed the scenery back to their original field, and they now sat together, watching as Xan chase Bel around the field.

“How can they still have so much energy” Max asked in amazement.

“I don’t know, but they’ve completely wore me out” she sighed against him. Max wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her up against him, placing a kiss on her temple. Together they watched them race around the field after a butterfly.

“You know we’re truly blessed to have them” she whispered.

“I know” Xan and Bel came running towards them, making their selves comfortable in their parents lap. They cuddled close and Max placed a protective arm around his family. Liz could feel the connection weaken, and tried to hold on a little longer, but she knew they were getting tried. She looked up at Max with sad eyes, and he gave her a comforting smile. He too felt them pulling away, and tried to boost their energy, but it was to no avail, the connection soon faded, and Max and Liz found themselves back in their room~~~~~~~~

Max felt Liz tremble against him, and wrapped her tightly in his embrace. He knew how hard it was for her to be separated from the twins. Sure, se was fine when they were at school or over one of their relatives, and they had never been gone longer then one night, but this was different, their lives were in potential danger, and she just wanted to wrap her arms around them, and keep them safe.

“Just remember they’re safe, and we will see them soon” he soothed her. Liz turned a straddled his lap.

“I know” she sighed, and buried her head in the crook of his neck. Max rubbed her back gently, as she clung to him.

Chapter 35

Max shivered as he felt her tongue glide across his throat.

“Umm” he hands his hands on top of her thighs, snaking them under his shirt, letting them rest dangerously close to her heated core, were he kneaded her flesh with gentle stokes. His fingers brushed lightly against her soft feminine curls. Liz ran her hands under his shirt, running her fingers over the tight ripples of his marvelous abs.

God how she loved to see him, fresh out the shower, with his towel wrapped low around his hips, and his chest bare. It had been plenty of times Liz had literally attacked him as soon as she caught sight of him in the bathroom door. She would be sitting on the bed, waiting on him to finish, when he would step thru the door, body glistening against the light. She would watch as a single droplet of water trail across his golden, sculptured chest, over the succulent rips of his six pack, disappearing under his towel.

She could remember once, were she couldn’t help herself, and jumped him, licking the same trail as that one lucky droplet had. Max had been surprised at first, but took her hard against their bedroom wall. She moaned loudly at the memory, and squeezed his nipples between her fingers. Max drove his tongue deep into her mouth, and plunged two fingers into her wet pussy.

“Ahh....Max” Liz sat up, and ripped the shirt over her head, and threw it blindly behind her. She tugged on Max’s shirt, and he reluctantly pulled his fingers out of her, and allowed her to free him from the confinements of his shirt. She quickly latched on to one of his swollen nipples, while her fingers rolled the other one to a harden nub.

“Liiizzz” he growled and laced his fingers thru her chocolate falls, while Liz rubbed her aching core against his jean clad erection. Max slid his hand across her silky back, and over her cute little derriere, until his fingers rested idly against her heat. She was extremely wet, and Max ran his fingers thru her folds, thoroughly coating them with her sweet hot sex. His mouth watered, as her smell drifted to his nose. He had to taste her. Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he sucked and licked at them like no tomorrow. Her taste was addictive, and he didn’t no what he would do if he couldn’t have his daily sample of Liz. He licked each finger with abundance, even in between, making sure to get every last drop.

Soon, after he was sure he had cleansed her from his fingers, he realized it wasn’t enough, he needed to have all of her. He needed her to cum as he licked her dry. He needed her to wrap her legs around his neck, locking him in place as she rode out orgasm after orgasm. Liz was kissing her way across his chest, leaving little red love bites along the way. She had felt Max playing with her pussy, and it took all her strength not to cum right then and there. Instead, she sat out to give him as much pleasure as he was giving her. She sucked hard on his nipple, and twirled her tongue around it, before releasing it, and blowing tiny puffs of air on it, causing it to stiffen more.

Once it was harden to her satisfaction, she bit down on it, causing him to tremble under her. Pulling back, she notice that she had given it her proper attention, she turn to the other, intending on giving it the same treatment. She heard Max as he suck and smacked above her, and it thrilled her to know he was sucking her juices from his fingers. She had released his nipple, and was trailing hot kiss down his chest, until she reached the top of his pants. She moved to undo his belt, when Max’s hands stopped her. She looked up in surprise, but was met with a look of pure, hot, animalistic desire. His eyes were once again black, and not just from desire.

“I have to taste you Liz” his voice was thick and husky, and it came out more of a growl. Liz swallowed hard, and could only nod her head. Before she could move, he flipped them over so he settled between her legs.

“I love you My Queen”
“I love you too” Max kissed her hard, before releasing her lips, and trailed kisses across her neck. Liz threw her head back and he bit her on her exposed flesh.

“Oh Maax” she wailed, and he continued on his journey down her body. He stopped briefly to lavish at her breast, but the smell of her nectar called to him, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Finally he rested so his face was staring right into her dripping cunt. He could feel the heat radiating off her, and watched as it jumped involuntarily at his close proximity.

Max ran a finger along her nether lips, and slowly dip the tip inside her. He watched in amazement as a small gush of her honey coated his finger. He smiled in satisfaction, knowing he was the one to bring her such pleasure. He added another finger, making sure not to go deeply into her. He could feel her hips arch up, wanting him to thrust into her, as she so desperately wanted, but he wasn’t ready for that just yet, but he did start a slowly, almost painfully began to pump into her, never allowing a deep penetration.

He watched as each time he pumped out, a river of her juices followed, slid down over her pucker hole, before disappearing under her. Max took advantage of this, and began to rub small circles around her hole. He could hear her sharp intake of air, and knew what she wanted. Every since they began to explore this new way of loving, she would become a tigress whenever he touched her there. Even though they hadn’t yet cross from anything more then his thumbs and fingers, he was just happy to bring her to extreme pleasure anyway.

Liz watched him as he examined her thoroughly. She loved it when he would explore her cunt, hell he probably knew her own body better then she did. She felt the pressure against her ass as he gently eased the tip of his thumb into her tight passage. Liz had wanted so badly for him to do more then just penetrate her with his fingers, she wanted to feel his thick cock fill those virginal walls, but she was to afraid of what he would think of her for wanting him to take her that way so badly. She stared down at him, as he was in deep concentration. She could feel his breath, heavy against her aching core, and as his head moved closer and closer to its destination, her insides quivered with anticipation. And then it happened. His tongue darted out, and took a long, almost feathery swipe against her pussy, and Liz let out a breath, she didn’t even realize she was holding.

“Maaaxxx” she cried, which only edged him on farther. Max licked at her lips with tender care, making sure to ignore the tiny nub that was pulsating furiously for his touch. He loved the noises she was making, and felt his own cock swell with each sound she made. He pumped his fingers to the rhythm of her hips as they gyrated under him. He pressed his thumb farther into her hole while he sucked the juices that accompanied his fingers with each thrust.

“Oh god Max........please” she cried desperately.

“Please what love” he sent her, refusing to remove his mouth from her sex. He wanted to hear her, wanted her to tell him what she wanted, wanted her to open her mouth and scream it out loud. He knew how vocal she could get, and he also knew that was the reason she was pleading with him now. When they’re in the confines of their home she could be as loud as she wanted, but here, were there where others just next door and across the hall, she was trying to hold back. But he didn’t care at the moment, all he cared about was making her lose control for him. Who cares if everyone heard her, they would all just know he was claiming his wife.....his Queen.

Liz so desperately wanted to shout out to the world at the things he was doing to her, but the thought of everyone hearing her, made her blush deeply. She laced her fingers thru his hair, and tried to direct his mouth to the spot she forlornly needed him to touch, but he was being stubborn, and removed her hand from his head.

“Max!” she growled frustrated.

“No!........tell me Liz, tell me what you want” he was taunting her, and she knew it.

“Maaaaxxxx” she whined and stared down at him. He was staring at her with a devilish, sexy smile on his lips. She could see her juices glistening his chin, and watched as his long tongue ran over his chin, and collected her nectar. She felt another wave of moister seep out of her, and felt him continue to pump into her.

“Say it Liz!” it was a command, not a request, and Liz’s voice hitched in her throat, as his eyes flashed back and forwards from golden amber to coal black.

“Scream it Liz.......scream and tell me want you want” he pushed his fingers deeper into her pussy. He lowered his head so he was parallel to her heat once again, and waited. Liz couldn’t believe he was doing this to her, and she was for sure her face was a nice shade of red, but she couldn’t.

“Max please” she was now resorting to begging, because she needed to cum so badly.

“Liiiizzz.......please what” he teased her, and he stuck his tongue between his parted lips, daring her to tell him. Having enough of his teasing, Liz clawed the bedspread, and closed her eyes in defeat.

“Make me cum” she whispered.

“What was that love, I couldn’t hear you” she could hear the laugher in his voice, and she let out a yelp as his tongue barely graced her clit.

“Shit” Liz moaned, he was definitely going to kill her with want if she didn’t succumb to him.
Max heard her curse above him, and chuckled at her stubbornness.

“Liz, love what was that” she felt the tears prickle her eyes in frustration, he was licking and sucking at her core bring her close to the point of explosion, before stopping his intimate kisses altogether, before starting all over again. She couldn’t take it any longer. She grabbed his head and pushed it hard against her wet pussy.

“Make me cum Max please.........make me cum!” she shouted loudly, forgetting all her objections about the others, and just let the feeling of being with Max take over her. Max smiled proudly to himself, knowing he had won this won small battle of control.

“As you wish my Love” She barely heard him echo in her mind, because at that moment, he gripped her legs under her knees, and spread her legs wider, giving him all the access he needed. Returning his fingers back to her sex, he stroked her walls with gentle caresses, and focused on the little bundle of nerves that was peeking out from under its protective hood, and dare for his attention.

He used his talented tongue, and pushed it back, exposing her clit to him. He twirled it skillfully around with his tongue, and her hands tighten in his hair. He had already been building the raging fire within her, and he knew it wouldn’t take long before her she gave him all her sweetness.

With that in mind, he sat out to retrieve his treasure. He removed his fingers from her, and heard her slight disappointment. He wrapped his arms around her legs, and rested them across her hips, stilling her movements. He buried his face deep into her sex, and stuck his tongue into her pussy, pumping it in and out as far and deep as he could. The slight stubble on his chin cause an exotic friction against her heat, and Liz felt that ignition building fast.

“Max please now........I need to cum NOW!” she screamed again, as her upper body arched off the bed in desperation, her voice was strained, and broken, and he knew he had tortured her enough. Max returned his fingers back into her, and used her juices to aid him as he once again plunged her ass with his thumb. He brought his mouth over her pulsating clitoris, and sucked into his mouth. He sucked and licked on it like a lollipop, and as soon as he felt the beginning of her orgasm and her walls began to clutch his fingers tightly, he captured the tiny nub between his teeth, and bit down never so gentle, while thrusting his fingers deep into her, using a small jolt of his energy, he sent her tumbling over the edge.

“Maaaaaxxxxx” she cried, as tears of pleasure rolled down her face, soaking the covers beneath her. Max felt her coming down from her high, and sucked harder on her clit, sending a continuous stream of energy into her throbbing heat. Liz felt the bottom drop out if her again as she was sent into another mind-blowing orgasm. Over and over again, once she was coming down from her high, he would send her into another shattering experience. She lost count after the fifth one, all before her world went black.

~~~~~~~~~

“Hey” he smiled down at her.

“Hey” she smiled back lazily. Max ran his hand over her nude body, letting it rest over her trim stomach as he traced circles over it with his thumb.

“How are you feeling” he asked her seriously. Earlier after bringing her to extreme pleasure, he realized that she had lost consciousness, he panic. His heart was literally in his throat. He was for sure he had hurt her, by using to much energy. He immediately was at her side, searching her for any signs of damage, when he didn’t find anything wrong, he crawled up and laid down beside her, and that was when he finally took a good look at her face. In his state of panic, he failed to notice the huge smile on her face. For some reason the look on her face calmed him completely, and he knew she was fine, and thoroughly satisfied. He cuddled up beside her, and she instantly gravitated to him.

“I feel wonderful.......thank you” she sighed dreamily, and turned on her side so that she could face him “Wow....Max that was wow.....I can’t even began......wow!” Max smiled at her while he played with a strand of her hair.

“Are you sure you’re ok” he asked concerned. Liz looked at the serious expression on his face, and could feel the small hint of guilt thru their connection.

“I’m fine Max, why do you keep asking me that” she asked him, searching his eyes for an answer. Max looked away at her scrutinizing stare, he realized that she didn’t know what happened, and the guilt hit him hard.

“Max?” Liz felt the guilt slam into her, and she became nervous at the way he was acting. She rubbed her hand over his chest, and willed him to look at him.

“Bec...because you passed out” he whispered.

“What!” did he just say what she thought he said, she had past out. The look on his face confirmed it. “How long?” she asked him after getting over the initial shock.

“You were out for like ten minutes” he told her guilty. He heard her small giggles beside him, that soon turned into a hearty laugh. Max looked at her confused, what was so funny, he wondered. After she got over her bout of laughter, she took a deep breath, and smiled at his confused expression.

“Wow, you really know how to pleasure a girl” she winked at him, and he smiled brightly, pleased that she wasn’t upset with him. He palmed her hip, and kissed her hard. Liz felt his erection pressing against her thigh, she snaked her hand between them, and cupped him. He was still sporting his jeans, but she was soon going to change that. She flipped him onto his back, surprising both herself and him with her strength.

“I think it’s my turn to return the pleasure” she straddled his stomach, and Max could feel her wetness seep onto his stomach. Liz lowered her head, and licked behind his ear, trailing down to his neck, were she sucked vigorously.

“Liizz” Max laced his fingers thru her hair, and cupped her ass with his large hand.

“Shh” she whispered against his ear “just relax, and feel” she instructed him, and felt his complete abandonment of control, letting her have total command of the situation.

Liz sat up, and stared down lovely at him, before a sexy grin graced her lips. Max inhaled sharply at the picture she painted. She was lovely. Her hair laid across her shoulders in gentle waves. His eyes trailed over her tiny form, and took in the roundness of her breast with their rosy nipples, that seemed to constrict under his heated gaze. He brought his hands up, and wrapped them around her waist. She was so tiny his large hands engulfed her.

Liz trailed her hands across his chest, and felt the tiny shivers that coursed thru his body. Her hands were scorching against his skin, and again he held his breath as she took to exploring his body. Liz’s tiny fingers played great havoc on his mind as they gently graced over his sensitive nipples, rolling them between her fingers. She leaned down and placed open mouthed kisses over each of them before, sliding her mouth further down south.

She dipped her tongue into his navel, and smiled at the low hissing sound that erupted from him. She stayed there for a moment, licking and teasing him. She licked the tiny trail of hair that disappeared under his pants, dipping her tongue as far under his pants as she could. Not wanting to rush her, but not being able to handle her being that close to his aching member, knowing he wanted her hot little mouth wrapped around his cock, he laced his fingers thru her hair encouragingly.

Liz took his cue, and she began to unbutton his pants, bringing them, along with his boxers to rest on the floor beside the bed. Liz stared at him. He was a goddess, and she once again thanked the heavens above for sending him to her. She couldn’t imagine what her world would be like if Max Evans had never graced her presence. She crawled on the bed, and rested comfortable between his spread legs. He was extremely hard, and his mushroom head was swollen to the point that it looked painful. She watched as his dick twitched reflexively, as she moved closer and closer to it.

Max stared down at her in anticipation, and watched as her little pink tongue peeked out and rimmed his head. His eyes rolled in the back of his head, and he was for sure he wasn’t going to last long. He nearly jumped off the bed, when he felt her take him deep into the moist caverns of her mouth. He watched as his dick slid skillfully between her swollen lips. In and out he watched his member disappear, until finally he couldn’t take it and he shot up, quick as lighting and grabbed her, kissing her hard before slamming her down hard onto his throbbing shaft.

“Yeeesss” that both screamed, as he continued to thrust into her with no control.

“Max....oh god Max” she cried as she met each of his thrust, with her own powerful ones.

“That’s it......right there baby” he coaxed her, and could feel her walls beginning to clamp around him. He placed his hands on her hips, and helped her as she rode his member. She moved gracefully, and soon her movements stopped, she threw her head back, letting out a piercing scream as she climaxed.

“Maaaaaaaaxxxxxxx!”

Seeing her in the throws of passion, and his name escaping her lips, triggered his own release, and Max shot his load into her welcoming pussy, bathing her womb with his precious seeds. Liz laid down against his chest, and Max wrapped his arms around her waist, preventing her from moving. They laid there for awhile, and he could feel her breathing evening out, knowing she had fell asleep.

“I love you” he whispered. Even in her state of sleep, she still was aware of him.

“I love you too” she mumbled, before he heard her tiny snores that penetrated the air. Max laid there, still buried deep within her, and thought about everything that was happening, and he subconsciously wrapped his arms around her tighter. He knew sleep was the furthest thing from his mind.

~~~~~~~

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“No.....you?”

“Not a wink.”

Michael looked at his friend, and a smirk danced across his lips.

“So.........Liz can get really loud huh?” he teased, and watched as Max’s ears flamed and he fidgeted in his seat.

“Um.....yeah....uh..” Max coughed in embarrassment, and Michael patted him on the back.

“You alright man” he teased.

“Yeah”

“Good” they fell into a comfortable silence, both in their own thoughts. Finally Max spoke.

“Listen Michael......” but Michael cut him off.

“I know Maxwell” there was nothing to say they both knew the other, and knew that they had each others back. They sat there a little while longer talking about nothing really, until they knew they needed to get some rest, they were going to need it come early morning.

“Night Maxwell”

“Night Michael”

~~~~~~~~~

Stargazers ‘oh’ and ‘ahh’ as they watched what they believed to be a shooting star glided across the darken sky, leaving behind a swirl of white lights, as it disappeared behind several large desert mountains.

Unbeknownst to them, war had just began.

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 36

The cold morning air, nipped menacing at them as they waited calmly on Max’s orders. Jim watched as Max stood before them, once again going over the plan one finally time. They were positioned about three miles away from the warehouse that housed their enemies, and the time was getting closer and closer. It was just their small group now, Max had sent the other troops ahead to be in position. He looked around at the group of people he had watched turn from small town teenagers, to outstanding, remarkable adults. These group of eight people, had the most courage in them then anyone he had ever met, and it made him proud to be considered apart of their close knit family. His thoughts turned to his own son, and couldn’t help but feel an ache in his heart.

Kyle was never really too comfortable with the whole ‘Aliens are amongst us’ thing. He was happy with his family and would rather not be included. He wanted a normal life for himself and his family. Kyle was happy for his dad and Amy, and was glad to gain a sister in Maria. When he had told Kyle about their enemies coming to earth, he could hear the color draining from his face. He had assured him that everything was going to be fine, and Kyle repeatedly told him to leave and come stay with him, but Jim was determined to see it to the end, not wanting to leave Amy. In the end Kyle had sent all his love and made him promise to be careful. As Jim looked around the area once again, he fully intended on keeping that promise.

Max watched as Johnson drove off, heading to fulfill his orders. Turning, he came face to face with his family. They were all standing proud before him, ready to stand beside him in this battle. He looked around the group, and was amazed at how lucky he was to have such a devoting, loving and supportive family. He straighten his shoulders, and cleared his throat. He was about to address them, but not as their King, but as their friend, brother, son and husband.

“Ok, I just wanted to say, that it’s still not to late to turn around” he raised an eyebrow at them, only to receive several raised eyebrows in return “just thought I’d ask” he smirked, before turning serious once again.

“Ok, everyone knows what they have to do correct” he watched them all nod their heads in assurance “I guess there’s nothing else left to say then.........except, everyone please be careful, and at the first sign of danger, get out!”

“Max you worry to much” Alex said as he slapped him on the back.

“I only worry Alex because I care. You’re all my family, and I want you to stay safe” he stressed “now, again. Get in, do your part, and let the Army take care of the rest.......NO! Heroes” he told them firmly.

“Relax Maxwell. We know the plan, and everyone knows what to do, so lets get this show on the road, I have a certain little Pixie waiting for me” Michael smiled at his best friend.

“Alright then, lets move out” they all head towards the van. Liz was just about to step in the van, when Max stopped her movements.

“Liz”

“What is it Max” she asked him as she watched the frown crease his face. Max ran his fingers though her hair, and brought his forehead to rest against hers.

“Nothing.......just promise me you’ll be careful’ he sighed as he massaged her scalp.

“I will, as long as you do the same” she told him. Max leaned down, and kissed her lips.

“Always”

“Can we go” michael sighed frustrated. He was ready to get this all over with, so he could go home, and struggle up with Maria and make continuous love to her.

“Yeah” Max helped Liz into the van where she sat next to her dad.

“You ok dad” she asked him as she saw how tightly he was holding the rifle in his hands.

“I’m fine Princess, just anxious.” Over the years, Liz had grown a whole new respect for her parents. They had accepted Max and the others with open arms, they had supported them with their life decisions, and now here they were ready to fight an alien war, all for their love of her.

“Thank you daddy” she said as she thru her arms around his neck. It was awkward with the rifle, but Jeff managed to return her hug. All too soon the van was moving, and headed into the unknown.

~~~~~~~~~

Maria, Nancy, Amy and Diane all sat nervously at the kitchen table. They had given up on trying to hold a conversation a while back, instead settle for the silence that penetrated the air. It was 12am, and they knew that in a couple of hours, their loved ones were about to go into battle, and hopefully return home safely, and they could all return to a normal life without worrying about any evil aliens stalking them.

“Does anyone want anymore tea or coffee” Nancy asked as she got up to refill her cup.

“Thanks” they all replied as they handed her their cups.

“Here, I’ll help” Amy said as she retrieved the serving tray. She needed something to keep her mind occupied from the others, and the danger they were in.

“Thanks Amy” they headed into the kitchen, leaving Diane and Maria to once again to sit in silence. Maria placed her hand over her stomach, and sighed. Diane scooted over and took the seat Amy once occupied and touched her hand.

“How are you feeling dear” she asked as she placed her hand over Maria’s.

“Ok” she tried to smile, but it seemed more forced then genuine. Diane smiled at the girl that captured her sons heart. She knew all too well how Maria was feeling. Michael was just as much as hers as Max and Isabel, and she was worried sick for all of them. Deciding a change in subject was in need, she placed her hand over the hand Maria rested over her stomach.

“How’s the little one” she asked. Maria could hear the excitement in her voice, and for some reason it lifted her spirits some.

“Oh she’s fine, demanding of my energy, but fine” Maria smiled brightly.

“Have you and Michael picked out a name yet”

“Not really. We haven’t had the opportunity considering, but I do know that I want her middle name to be Elizabeth”

“Oh that’s lovely dear” Nancy said as she sat the cup down in front of her. Amy and her had caught the end of their conversation, and always knew that Liz and Maria were closer then sisters, and it didn’t surprise them one bit that they would name their children after the other.

“I know, how about Joan Elizabeth” Amy suggested, and they watched as Maria’s faced scrunched up in the negative.

“Um....no”

“Sara’s a pretty name” Diane offered.

“Oooh I know, Cassidy. I always said if I was never blessed with another child, I would name her Cassidy. I love that name” Nancy sighed.

“It’s a pretty name, maybe”

“What about Brenda”

“.....or Sabrina”

“.....Tammy”

“.....Brittany”

“.....Sanice”

They went on and on, throwing out babies names left and right, all in which Maria kindly declined or said she would take into consideration. They moved into the living room, were they talked for awhile, until one by one, they drifted into sleep.

~~~~~~~

Max crouched behind a bush, with a pair of binoculars glued to his face, surveying the warehouse. They had abandoned the van about a mile back, and hiked thru the woods the rest of the way. The others were positioned next to him, and even though they couldn’t be seen, his army were positioned sporadically around the site, waiting for the go ahead.

It was now three o’clock, and just as Johnson observed, the shift changed, and the warehouse was live with activity, as the weary guards gladly relinquished their post in hopes of a good nights rest. Soon, everything settled down once again, and the guards went about their duties.

“Alright Tess, you’re up, and please be careful”

“I will”

They waited patiently for her cue.

“All clear” they heard her thru their minds.

“Alright everyone, this is it. Stay alert”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Daaaaddy!”

The piercing scream, jolted the women from their sleep, and they tumbled over each other, trying to get to the twins.

Maria made it to their room first, and the sight that greeted her, made her fall to her knees in agony.

“Nooooo!”


Chapter 37

2 months later

“Maria push!”

“I can’t.....it hurts!”

“I know it hurts sweetie, but you have to push”

“Oh god Liiizzz”

“I know....I know, but you’re doing great”

“God I love you baby.......I love you so much.......you’re doing great” Michael spoke his words of affection, while stroking her hair, and rubbing her arms gently. Tess sat on her right side holding her hand, and she was for certain that the blood flow has been officially cut off. Isabel stood next to Liz, ready for action when ever she needed her. She could see the babies head crowning, and she felt the tears tickling her own eyes. She looked back up to see Maria’s face frown up and pain, and the look of total awe on Michael’s face.

“Alright Ria, her head has crowned, and all you have to do is give me a couple of good pushes, and you’ll be holding your daughter” Liz told her best friend. Maria’s head sagged against Michael’s chest, and her forehead glisten with sweat. She was tried, and she felt like she had been pushing for hours. She didn’t know if she had another push in her.

“Come on Maria, you can do it” Michael assured her.

“Don’t tell me what I can do Michael....it’s because of you I’m in this situation” she gritted thru her teeth “you are never, and I mean never going to touch me again.......aahhhh” she bit out at him, as another pain shout thru her, surely ripping her insides out. Tess, Liz and Isabel smiled to their selves at Maria’s statement, while Michael simple kissed her temple.

“Ok” he smiled knowingly “whatever you what.”

“You ....bet you ass....Space....boooy” Maria pushed with all the strength she could muster up, as the next contraction hit.

“Oh my goood!”

“That’s it Maria” Liz shouted excitingly.

“Oh my god, here she comes” Isabel shouted. She stared at her niece as she began to make her grand entrance.

“Look at all that hair” Tess exclaimed as she took a peek. Maria felt as if she was pushing out a bowling ball. Liz prepared herself as the babies head quickly pushed out, and she turned her head to aide her.

“You’re doing great Maria.” Michael felt her grip his hand, and he sent her all the love, strength and encouragement thru their connection.

“I love you”

“I love you too”

Maria gathered up all the strength and love he was sending her, and with one final good push, she brought her baby girl in to the world. Liz caught the precious bundle as she slid into her awaiting arms.

“Isabel, could you hand me the suction bulb” Isabel quickly turned around, and handed Liz what she needed, and she stared down at her as she proceeded to cleanse the babies nose and mouth.

“Come on precious, give let your aunt hear those pipes” Liz cooed as she stroked her tiny foot.

“Why isn’t she crying” Michael and Maria asked in unison. As soon as she felt the tiny body of her daughter slid out of her, Maria fell back against Michael in exhaustion. Only once her mind was released from the holds that the pain had on it, did she realize that she hadn’t heard the baby cry, and she began to panic. Picking up on her worries, Michael too began became worried.

Isabel looked at her niece, and she could see her as she wiggled and squirmed against Liz, and her eyes were wide open. Tess was holding her breath, unsure of what was going on. Liz tuned them all out, and focused on the tiny person in her arms. She knew she was fine, she had checked her the moment she had came out, but she was still wanting to hear her cry so she could clear her lungs. She smiled as she latched on to her finger in a tight grip.

“Oh I see, you’re a stubborn one” Liz laughed “hate to do this to you kiddo, but your parents are going crazy with worry” Liz removed her finger from her vise grip, and once again touched a finger to her tiny little foot, and with as little as possible, she sent a jolt of energy to her foot, effectively inducing the cry she was looking for.

Michael, Maria and Tess let out the breath they were hearing at the sounds of her cries. It was like music to their ears, and Maria let out a cry in relief. The kid definitely had a set of lungs on her, she was screaming at the top of her lungs, with no intentions of stopping.

“My god” Isabel shouted, as she covered her ears to block out her wailing “she’s definitely got your pipes Maria......could you hush her up.”

“Shut up Iz” Michael glared at her, before turning his attention back to his daughter, as she struggled in Liz’s arms. Tess laughed at the antics, and thought some things never change. Liz continued to cut the umbilical cord and clean her, before gently wrapping her in the plush blanket Tess handed her, and gently rocked her as she walked her up to her eagerly waiting parents, before returning down with Isabel to help her as she helped Maria expel the afterbirth. The second she entered Maria’s arms, her crying ceased, and she stared up at her parents with big, brown eyes.

“She’s beautiful” Maria wiped the tears from her eyes, only to have them replaced instantly. Michael wrapped his arms around her arms, and ran a tentative finger over his daughters tiny little hand, creasing her baby soft skin.

“Beautiful” he voice was thick, and cried a mix of awe and joy. He rested his head on Maria’s shoulder, and pressed his face against hers. Maria felt the dampness on his cheeks, and she turned slightly and pressed her lips against hers.

“Thank you” she smiled at him. Michael felt like it should be him thanking her. Thanking her for giving him such a precious gift, for loving him. He stared into her eyes, and tried to transmit the words and feeling that the huge lump in his throat was hindering his voice. They were so caught up in each others eyes, their attention wavered from their daughter, and she let out a loud cry.

“Looks like someone demands attention” Tess teased as she stroked her tiny head. Michael and Maria torn the eyes from each other, and gave her the undivided attention.

“Hey there it’s ok, daddy’s sorry” Michael was speaking so soft and gentle, the others just raised the eyebrows.

“Oh man, she has already got you wrapped around her little finger” Isabel joked, as she pulled a chair up to the bed.

“You better believe it. He’s such a goner” Maria chimed, as Michael careful extracted himself from behind Maria, and lifted his babygirl out of her arms, and cradled her to his chest. She was so small compared to his large statue, and the watched in awe as he placed a large hand against her small frame, careful to support her head, and closed his eyes as he turned in small circles, humming softly.

Smiles touched their lips, and tears touched their eyes as they watched the strong alien soldier, as he crumpled at his daughters tiny feet, and she was merely ten minutes old. A soft knock broke them out of the trance, and Tess jumped off the bed to answer it.

“Can we come in” Amy asked anxiously. She and the rest of the parents, along with Chris, Alex and the twins had been apprehensively waiting for the newest member of the family to enter the world.
Chris and Alex had been trying, unsuccessfully, to entertain the Bel and Xan as they waited on the cousin to come.

~~~~~~

“How much longer Uncle Chris” Bel asked him, as she bounced excitingly in the seat next to him.

“Not long sweetie”

“But you said that hours ago” Xan corned him.

“I know, but it’s just....sometimes....I mean” Chris looked to the others for help, and was grateful when Alex interrupted upon seeing the plead on his face.

“Sometimes it takes babies awhile to get here” he told them, hoping they would satisfy them.......no such luck.

“But why” they asked, and Alex began to squirm as much as Chris had, he looked to the parents, who were all watching them with teasing grins, and from the looks on their faces, he knew that this rested solely on Chris and his shoulders

“Because it just does” Chris offered, which only seemed to edge on more questions.

“How is the baby going to come out of Aunt Ria’s tummy” Xan asked, while Bel stared up at them eagerly awaiting their answer. Alex rolled his eyes skywards, and Chris sighed heavily next to him.
Deciding there was no other way, but to be honest, Alex cleared his throat.

“Your mommy and aunts are going to help her, as she push the baby out” he smiled, satisfied with his answer, only to have it quickly fade at their next question.

“Out of were” they smiled innocently at their uncle. All the parents doubled over in laughter, as Alex tried to come up with an answer. Maria’s loud shriek floated thru the door, and the twins both jumped to their feet, momentarily forgetting about their question. They hated to hear their aunt in so much pain. The eyes welled with tears, and Alex and Chris immediately took them in their arms.

“It’s ok” the soothed them. After they calmed down, Bel turned, and with a confused look on her face she stared at Chris.

“Uncle Chris”

“Yeah munchkin”

“How did the baby get in Aunt Ria’s stomach” she asked with all the seriousness in her sin year old body. Chris turned ten shades of red, and he coughed several times as his breath caught in his throat. He was going to kill Liz. Before he could answer, a loud cry penetrated the air, and the twins jumped off their laps, and danced around the room excitingly.

“She’s here....she’s here” they song, and Chris got on his knees and thanked the heavens above.

~~~~~~~~~

“Oh my, she’s beautiful” Amy cried as she stared down at her granddaughter. Jim wrapped his arm around her waist, and cooed at his granddaughter.

“Just like her mother” he smiled as he squeezed Maria’s hand.

“She’s lovely Maria” Diane and Nancy beamed as they crowed around Amy.

“Thank you, but Michael helped, I can’t take all the credit” she smiled. Michael was busy receiving handshakes, and manly hugs from all the men.

“Congratulations man” Alex slapped him on the back, while Chris shoved a cigar in his hand.

“Thanks” he sighed heavily as he sunk into the armchair.

“That bad huh?” Alex joked.

“It was beautiful” he admitted honestly. Chris and Alex could only smile, and take his word, knowing it would be awhile before either of them would get to experience that kind of joy for themselves.

“I want to see.........I want to see” Bel and Xan chanted.

“Ok.....ok” Isabel smiled “but you have to be very careful ok, Aunt Maria is still sore” she warned them.

“Ok” they careful, and with the help of Tess and Jeff, they settle on either sides of Maria, trying to get a look at their little cousin. Maria pulled back the blanket.

“Say hi to your cousin Xan and Bel” Maria told her daughter.

“Hi Amaris” they whispered. They had finally settled on a name after several attempts. Everyone had suggestions, but none of them really appealed to Michael and Maria. They wanted a name that was different and was strong, something she would be proud of, something represented her. They didn’t want to stick her with something simple like Karen or Melissa, the kid was going to be stuck with it for the rest of her life.

One day they were all sitting around talking, and Xan and Bel had been playing quietly as they talked, and suddenly they were standing in front of Maria.

“What’s up kiddos”

“Amaris” was all they said, before returning to their spot on the floor, and continued to play as if they never moved.

“Amaris?” she questioned, confused at what they were talking about, but Michael knew instantly

“Amaris Elizabeth Guerin...I like it” Michael stated as he let the name roll off his tongue. It was unique. She had looked it up on the internet and smiled at the meaning ‘Child of the Moon’, Maria had laughed wholeheartedly, and realized that it was perfect. When she had asked the twins how they had came up with the name, they simply shrugged their shoulders and told her they didn’t know, and so her daughter now had a name, thanks to her two cousins...............Amaris Elizabeth Guerin

Michael looked around at his family, and his heart ached. He knew he should be happy, especially since his daughter was finally here, but he couldn’t help but be sad, because the one person he wanted to share this moment with, was no longer with them. He looked around the room, and immediately noticed that Liz wasn’t in the room. He silently cursed himself, and quickly went in search of her, berating himself for not noticing her absence.

~~~~~~~~~~

Liz slipped quietly out of the room, as everyone got their first glimpse of baby Amaris. She was so happy for Maria and Michael, she was a beautiful child, and she was definitely going to give Michael several near heart attacks as she grows older. With all the commotion, she knew she wouldn’t be missed. She was tried. She had been up since 1am with Maria, and hadn’t left her side until Amaris made her entrance.

It was now six in the evening, and her body was screaming for rest, but her mind wouldn’t allow it. She couldn’t help but think of him, especially at a time like this. It reminded her of the twins birth, and how happy they had been. Liz pushed the tears away angrily. She wasn’t going to cry. She pushed all thoughts of him away from her mind, refusing to let her emotions get the best of her. She stared out at the darkening sky, and she felt the tears beginning to burn her eyes as feelings of guilt slammed into her. She tried to be strong, she really did. Strong arms wrapped around her waist.

“It’s ok Liz......let it go” Michael whispered against her ear, and he felt it when she finally let go, and the cries escaped her lips as the sobs racked her body with powerful blows. Michael held her tight against him and together they cried for him.

Michael felt her legs give out, and he easily swept her into his arms, and carried her into their guest room, which she and the twins have been occupying for the last two months. He sat down in the rocking chair he had brought over from her house, and gentle began to rock.

“It hurts so much” she cried in his chest, soaking his shirt completely.

“I know Lizzie....I know.......just let it out” and she did. She cried for her husband, her friend, her soul.

~~~~~~~~~

Michael gently laid her down on the bed, she had cried herself to sleep. He carefully removed her shoes, and took out the pins that held up her tight bun. He waved his hand over her body, and removed the blood from his daughters birth. He pulled the covers back, in doing so, her shirt rose up, revealing the tiny handprint.

Michael heart ached even deeper, as he sighed, and kneeled down by the bed. He placed his large hand over her stomach, and was instantly pulled into the connection. After several minutes, the connection broke, and Michael let out a deep breath, and removed his hand. He watched as the tiny handprint of his niece dimmed. He let the tears fall as he spoke softly to her.

“I know little one...I know”

He stood up and pulled her shirt over her protruding belly, before pulling the cover over her. He stared at her for another minute.

“Please Liz” he whispered to the air. He slowly walked towards the door, and with one last glance at her, he exited the room, with a heavy heart.

[Lady Scorpio]

Chapter 38

Michael let his feet drag across the ground as his mind was deep in thought. After he had laid Liz down, he went back to their room. He needed to be near Maria and Amaris. Everyone had gravitated to the living room to let Maria rest. They were all gushing over the many Polaroid’s that were taken of Amaris.

“Hey honey, you hungry? I could whip you up a sandwich or something” Diane asked him, as she snaked her arm round his waist. She could see the fresh tear tracks on his face, and she had seen him as he slipped out of the room, no doubt in search of Liz.

“No thanks mom, I’m just...” he gestured towards their bedroom, and Diane completely understood. She could see the darkness under his eyes, and the defeated posture, and knew that Liz was no where closer to recovering then she was three months ago.

“How is she” Michael knew who she was talking about, and his eyes scanned the room, landing on Bel and Xan, who were cuddled in Tess and Isabel lap, and he could tell they were missing the comfort of their mothers embrace. He sighed deeply.

“The same” was his only reply, before he escaped to his bedroom. He slipped in silently, and noticed that Maria was sound asleep, snoring softly. He smiled down at her, before leaning over and kissing her forehead tenderly. She whimpered momentarily, before sleep claimed her once again. He watched her for a moment, drinking in the sight of her. She was beautiful, and now he understood what Max had been talking about when he said that all mothers have this ‘glow’ about them, and it was beautiful. She was practically glowing. The moonlight only seemed to enhance that beauty. A small whimpering broke him out of his reveries, and he moved over to the bassinet were his daughter was, and found her staring right back at him with wide eyes.

“Hey precious” he carefully lifted her out, and cradled her against his chest “couldn’t sleep huh? That’s ok, you’ve had an eventful day” he sat down in the rocking chair, and stroked her tiny head.

“Quite an eventful day indeed” he brought her down so he could look into her eyes “you had a lot of people waiting impatiently for your arrival” he smiled at her as she gripped his pinkie, and proceeded to gnaw on it.

“Your aunts and grandmas are going to go out and buy up all the stores” he joked with her “and you are so going to have your uncles and papas at your beckon call, just like your old dad” she made a gurgling sound, as if saying ‘you better believe it.’

“Your cousins Bel and Xan are ready to show you everything they know, but they’re going to have to wait until you’re old enough to keep up first” he sighed heavily “your special, you know that. Just like me, your cousins, and your aunt Tess, and aunt Isabel and your uncle....” a tear escaped his eye, as he struggled to continue “....and your uncle Max” he swallowed the large lump in his throat “I miss him so much Am” he pulled her back tightly against his chest, and closed his eyes as he let the tears fall into her tiny curls.

Maria wiped the tear away from her eyes as she listen to him talk to their daughter. The tiny whimpers of her daughter had woke her immediately. She wasn’t in a very deep sleep, it was like now that she was a mother, her mothers instincts wouldn’t allow her to go into a deep sleep, knowing that her daughter could need her anytime. She was about to tend to her, when she noticed that Michael was at her side in an instant.

She had watched the gentle way he picked her up, and cradled her against his chest. He was so gentle and tender with her, her love for him grew all over again. She was about to let him know that she was awake, but his raspy voice filled the air. She could tell he had been crying from the thick emotions in his voice, and she was pretty sure she knew why. She had saw him earlier as he left the room, and she knew were he was headed, to Liz. She had watched her best friend silently as everyone had came into the room, and she had saw the look of closure that came across her face, before she slipped, what she thought, unknowingly out the door.

Maria had watched with the feelings of hurt and frustration, as the door closed firmly behind her. She knew her friend was hurting deeply, and it upset her that she refused to talk to her about it. Every time she would bring up Max, Liz would get defensive, and shut herself off from everything and everyone. She missed Max also, and she believed that if Liz would talk to someone, she would feel a lot better. She wasn’t surprised when Michael left the room a few minutes later. It seemed that the only person that Liz would acknowledge was him, but Maria had concluded that it was because they both shared an equal bond.........guilt.

She laid their with her eyes closed, not wanting to interrupt their private moment. She couldn’t help it as she listened to his voice catch as he mentioned Max. Michael rarely talked about Max openly, and only did so when the clutches of a nightmare forced him to. She would hold him, and talk softly to him as he cried over and over again, as he would replay his dream to her. He would cry himself to sleep, with whispers of ‘sorry’s’ or Max’s name on his lips.

She felt his fingers as he brushed at the tears across her cheeks. She opened her eyes, to see him staring down intensely at her. His own eyes were red and puffy, and his facial feature was one of concern and sadness.

“What’s wrong love” he asked her gently as he continued to remove the wetness from her cheeks. Maria stared at him long, before she realized he wasn’t holding Amaris. As if reading her mind, he swiped a her hair from her forehead, and gently placed it behind her ear.

“She’s asleep” he told her, motioning towards the bassinet. He saw a small smile come across her face, and he quickly returned it. Not forgetting the tears he had seen on her face, he asked her again. Maria wasn’t sure how he would react at knowing she had heard him talking to their daughter, but she just wanted him to know she was there for him.

“Maria?”

“I...I woke up when I hear Amaris, and.....I heard you talking to her” she told him, watching his face, and just as she expected, she watched him stiffen and then she could almost pinpoint the exact moment when he closed himself off.

“Michael...”

“It’s ok Maria, why don’t you go back to sleep, you need to rest” he told her evasively.

“But Michael.......do you want to talk about it” she shifted and sat up, her body aching in protest. She cupped his cheek in her hand, and Michael avoided her eyes.
“I..it’s..I can’t, not right now” he whispered, as he darted his head from looking at the sad expression on her face. Maria caught his wandering head between her hands, and forced him to look at her.

“Whenever you’re ready” she kissed him on the lips, lingering there for a moment, before pulling back “I love you.”

“I love you too, now, get some rest” he ordered with a smile.

“Yes sir” she saluted, before laying back down. Michael fitted the covers around her, and brush the back of his hand across her cheek.

“Sleep tight” he told her, but he could already tell that the holds of sleep had already claimed her. He took one last look at his wife and daughter, before leaving the room.

And that was how he ended up were he was, wondering the streets of Roswell in the middle of the night. He knew Maria was only worried about him, but it was really hard for him to talk about it. His mind was in a complete jumble, and he had to close off the connection he shared with the others, because he knew they all worried about him and Liz. Liz...he didn’t know what to do about her, how to help her.

Michael hadn’t realized the direction he was headed, until he heard the sounds of the gravel as it crunched under his feet. As if his feet had a mind of their own, they were taking him down a path he had only traveled once three months ago. As the scenery passed by him, he realized just how much he hated this place. It was just to perfect. The grass was always well manicured without a single blade out of place, and all the trees lined the pathway like perfect little soldiers.

All to soon, he arrived at his destination. Michael stared down at the headstone, and seemed to be hypnotized by the smooth marble surface, and its gray and black colors. He sat down on his knees, and ran his hand over it, feeling its coolest under his fingers, as he trailed them over the indentation of the letters inscribed in it, memorizing each word.

Maxwell Phillip Evans
1983-2006
Devoted
Husband, Father, Brother
Son and Friend
Hope you made it to the Stars

Maria had came up with it, since no one else was up to the job. He noticed the embossed symbol that was on the orbs, next to his name, and he knew that it wasn’t there before. He smiled as he traced it, knowing that it had to have been either Tess or Isabel who had put it there. He let his hand drop into his lap, as he stared unblinkingly at the headstone. Finally after several deep breaths, he was able to find his voice.

“Hey” he had to admit he feel rather foolish, but there was a lot of things he needed to get off his chest, and he knew who he needed to talk to. He made himself comfortable as he rested his back against the tree behind him, and idly played with the blades of ground next to him.

“Maria had the baby, I heard mom say she was a big baby...8lbs even” he boasted “god Max, she’s beautiful, she looks just like Maria, I guess that’s a good thing huh? Anyways, she’s so tiny compared to me, she has these tiny little fingers, and little bitty toes, and the cutest little nose” Michael blushed at the way he was talking, but he couldn’t help it whenever he thought about his daughter, he got all jell-o inside, and wanted to shout to the world.

“She’s going to be spoiled rotten, between Tess and Isabel and the grands. Xan and Bel are already ready to take her under their wings, and I heard Bel whisper that she was going to teach her how to change the colors of all her Barbie’s outfits” he smirked, as he shook his head at his niece.

“They miss you, we all miss you” he choked out. Michael stood up and began to pace, wringing his hands frustrated in front of him. He ran a hand thru his hair and stopped in front of the headstone, anger tears began to flood his eyes. He dropped to his knees and slammed his fist against the hard surface of the stone.

“Damn it Maxwell, I didn’t ask for this....I never wanted to be the leader..never.........what I’m I suppose to do” the tears were falling faster now, and there was no way of stopping them, the dam had been opened, and all he could do was let it flow.

“I should have never listened to you, I should’ve.....I should’ve made you come with me....I’m so sorry.....I’m sorry” he rested his tear stained face against the surface as the sobs racked his body he closed his eyes, and replayed the day that he lost his best friend...............

Conclusion

3 months earlier

The plan was simple, get in....get out, simple right?.......Wrong!

They had waited on Tess’ cue, and once it was received, they went into action. They moved quietly thru the woods, and once they were in range, Max gave the order. Silently they watched, one by one as the guards were taken by surprise. Jeff and Jim had taken out the two guards that perched on top of the warehouse, while Phillip and Nasedo took out the two posted at the front and back entrance.

“All clear” they heard Chris’ voice float thru the walkie talkie. He was perched in the tower, were he and Tess had just taken out the guard there. Everything moved so quickly. They completely ambushed the warehouse, taking down as many of their enemies as they could. Alex, Isabel and Phillip headed down to the basement were they knew the main computer room was stored.

Jeff, Nasedo, Jim and Johnson went about the setting detonators thru out the warehouse. They could feel the electricity as it crackled around them. The loud explosions from the colliding fire blasts. They were to scatter the explosives all over, and then return to assist the others. Jeff ran up to Nasedo, who was bending over setting the last of his explosives.

“All set.....where are the others” he asked, as he nervously looked behind him. Nasedo checked his watch.

“They should be here any second” he assured him, and as if on cue, Jim came running around a corner, shouting and shooting blindly behind him. He would have ran right past them, if Nasedo hadn’t have grabbed him by the arm, his own hand stretched out, ready to attack at the first sight of the enemies.

“What the hell is going on, and where’s Johnson” he shouted over the large explosions. Jim winced as Nasedo grabbed his arm. They had separated to get the job done quicker, and once Jim had finished with his, he went to see if Johnson needed any help. When he had rounded the corner, and was walking towards Johnson, it seemed like soldiers just appeared out of nowhere. He started shooting, hopefully giving Johnson enough time to escape.

Johnson was quick in his actions, and was taking down soldiers left and right, as they sent blast after blast at them. Together side by side they continued to hold them off the best they could. Soon Jim needed to reload, Johnson’s energy was draining fast, and his shield flickered before completely giving out. Their enemies took advantage of this, and Jim and Johnson found their selves being thrown across the room, their backs slamming hard against the cement wall. Jim hear the sound of cracking bone as Johnson slammed next to him.

The air rushed out of his lungs at an accelerated rate, and he had to inhale several deep gulps of air as they landed hard against the cold floor. Johnson laid unmoving next to him, and he could hear the pounding of feet as the got closer and closer to them. He had to get them out of there. He forced himself on his hands and knees, and crawled to were Johnson laid.

“Johnson!” no response. He checked for a pulse, and found none. He cursed under his breath, and willed himself to his feet. He made his way down the long corridor, breathing heavily, his lungs still burned for the force of the impact. Turning a corner, he was instantly thrown back, as a blast connected with his right shoulder. Not letting his guard down, he started shooting as he climbed to his feet, and was rewarded when the bullet collided against the soldiers chest, successfully throwing against the wall behind him, were his lifeless body landed with a loud thud.

He ran as fast as his legs would carry him, and as quick as the searing pain in his arm would allow. His only concern was to get to the others. Now as he stared at Nasedo, who was staring at him expectantly, he inhaled a deep breath, before he remembered that they had to move.

“Run!” he shouted, and Jeff needed no more instructions, before he took off running. He didn’t think about anything except to get to his daughter.

Max, Liz, Tess and several of their soldiers had made their way to where they knew their ships were being stored. Kivar’s men had managed to hide them in one of the huge mountain next to the warehouse, and Max wanted to confiscated them.

“Max!” Max heard Tess’ awed call, and ran to were she stood unmoved, with her mouth parted.

“What?” she only pointed, and Max followed her finger, and he too stood shock in his spot.

“The Granolith” he whispered.

“How?” Tess asked as her eyes stared fixed on the large sculpture in front of them. It was humming softly, and they could feel the energy as it pulsated around them. Max walked slowly around the base, and cautiously raised his hand to it’s smooth texture. He felt the jolt of energy shoot thru his arm, and he closed his eyes and let the sensation take over him. Tess felt Liz’s hand slip into hers as they stared on in awe as the energy swirled around Max, and several sparks electric lighting flashed around him.

“Max! Liz shout over the increasing humming of the machine. She had been looking thru the ships, seeing if their was anything of use to them, she had came across several books with different symbols on them. One of them was identical to the Destiny Book Tess had revealed all those years ago. She was flipping thru it when she had heard Tess’ cry. She instructed the soldiers she was working with on what to with everything, before she took off in the direction she heard Tess. She stopped short, when she saw him standing next to the large cone shaped object. Her heart had skipped a beat when she saw him reach out towards it.

His whole body seemed to let off a bright light, and she could see the sparks of blue electricity as it coursed thru his body. She felt his energy pooling, and she wasn’t quite sure what was going on. He didn’t seem to be in any sort of pain, in fact his face was relaxed and he seemed to be feeding off the energy radiating off the machine. The humming was getting louder, and the electricity was causing her hair to stand on ends.

“Max!” Max heard her scream, and the panic in her voice. He calmly lessen the pull from the Granolith. The light from the Granolith began to dim, and the energy began to dissipate until it was a low spark. Max removed his hand, and opened his eyes. Slowly he turned to were Liz and Tess stood, and they noticed his eyes had turned black. With one last look at the Granolith he walked over to them.

“Zan?”

“Let’s go, I’ll explain later” he assured them, as he lead them out thru the opening of the mountain. As soon as they stepped out into the nights air, they were immediately assaulted with the smell of smoke and burning flesh. Tess crinkled her nose at the foul stench. The place was buzzing with activity, and Kivar’s men never knew what hit them. They watched as a group of soldiers surrender without a fight to the Royal army, while some weren’t going down without a fight.

Zan could see Nasedo and Jeff as they helped what looked like an injured Jim sit back against the building. He rushed over to them, with Liz and Tess hot on his heels.

“What happened” Liz asked as she wrapped her arms around her father. Jeff instantly pulled her close to him and kissed her on the forehead. Jim quickly explained what happened, as Zan ripped his shirt open, exposing the blistering wound that masked his right shoulder. Zan quickly placed his hand over it, and pulled together his energy, and in a matter of seconds, Jim’s shoulder was good as new.

“Thanks Zan” as he helped him to his feet. Zan spotted Michael about twenty feet away, and he and Harrison were surrounded by several of their enemies. He sprung into action, letting off blast after blast as he came upon his second. Nasedo was right beside him, trying to keep his King protected.

“Thought you could us some help” Zan smirked as he pulled one of the soldiers off Michael’s back.

“Thanks man” Michael threw him behind him as a ball of fire flew their way. He easily reflected it with one of his own. He watched as the soldiers body was engulfed in flames and he screamed for mercy.

“Guess were even” Zan joked as he stood next to Michael.

“Yeah” Michael dismissed nonchalantly.

“What do you say we finish this up, so you can get home to Maria”

“Sounds like a plan” Together, they fought side by side, it was so familiar. They complimented each other, like bread and butter. They moved together with such grace and skills. If the shadows of war wasn’t there, it would had been a beautiful thing to watch, the way Rath was in sync with every move Zan made, and vise versa.

Chris sat high in the tower, taking down as many of their enemies he could with his rifle. A sense of pride came over him as he watched his petite fiancé take down a large soldier. The cries of battle pierced the air, as shoots rang out and blasts exploded.

“Daddy!” Liz shouted as one of the soldiers wrapped his arm around his throat, and was slowly squeezing the life out of him. She couldn’t get to him, because at the moment, she was busy fending off two soldiers herself. She sent a blast to the chest of one of the soldiers as he descended upon her, and watched him as he flew backwards, successfully colliding with the second one. She ran to her father, and reacting on per adrenaline, she picked up her fathers forgotten rifle, and pulled the trigger. Jeff fell to the ground, gasping for air, once the restraints of the soldier was release.

“Daddy” dropping to her knees, she wrapped her arms around his waist “are you ok” concern lacing her voice.

“I-I am now” he told her as he breathed heavily, while rubbing his tender throat. Remembering their surroundings, Liz quickly scanned the area, and with astonishment, she realized that the Royal Army was successfully bringing down Kivar’s men. She could see Zan and Rath as they fought side by side, and she knew that this would all soon be over, and they could all return to their normal lives. With that thought in mind, she turned to her dad.

“Are you sure you’re ok” she asked him.

“I’m fine sweetie” he assured her. He looked around also, and noticed that they had succeeded in bringing down, their enemies. Jim ran over to them, and helped Liz as she assisted her dad back onto his feet. He stumbled a little.

“Whoa there, lets get you out of here” Jim and Liz moved him towards the woods, were they sat him back against a tree. Seeing that he was indeed fine, Liz wanted to gather up the others, and let Harrison and the rest of the Royal Army take care of the rest. Looking out towards the warehouse, the sight that greeted her, made her gasp in shock. The place was crawling with bodies, some clad in the royal blue uniforms of the Royal Army, but mostly the ground was littered with the bodies of their fallen enemies. Smoke stained the moon clad sky, and the electricity of energy prickled the air.

Slowly she made her way back down the trail towards the warehouse, careful not to step on any of the bodies that decorated the ground.

“Liz!” Liz turned to see Tess running towards her. She quickly enveloped the other girl in an embrace. Besides from the small band of soldiers Zan, Rath, Harrison and Nasedo were tending to, they seemed to defeat their enemies.

“Wow, I can’t believe we did it” Tess looked around in awe.

“I know”

“Hey” both girls looked up to see Chris running towards them. He threw his arms around both of them, and let out a huge sigh. He kissed Tess on her lips passionately, before turning to Liz and doing the same thing, only with less passion, and more friendly.

“Thank god you’re ok” he told them. He looked around, hoping to spot the others. He had seen Liz and Jim carrying Jeff to the woods, and could clearly see Zan and the others, but he hadn’t seen Isabel, Alex and Phillip since they entered the warehouse over an hour ago. Instantly becoming alarmed he voiced his concern.

“Hey, were are the others” picking up on his concern, Tess immediately became alarmed.

“They’re fine” Liz assured them. Isabel had contacted with her some time ago to see if everything was fine, and Liz was in the middle of sending a soldier flying across the yard. Tess and Chris looked at her incredulously.

“What?” she shrugged her shoulder, and walked towards the warehouse, intent on finding the rest of her family, so they could go home. Tess looked around, and noticed that Max and Michael were in need of assistance. Picking up her thoughts.

“Why don’t we help them out, what you say” he smirked at her, and she nodded her head in agreement before they moved towards them.

“How much longer” Phillip asked his son-in-law? He was constantly watching the door, sure that they would be caught any moment now. Alex looked at his laptop, and typed in some more commands as Isabel hovered over him.

“Not much longer dad” she assured her father. She could see him fidgeting near the door, and every so often he would jump at the tiniest sounds. They could hear the pounding of feet, and the loud explosions above them, and briefly wonder if she should go up and help, but Max had given them strict instructions to retrieve all the technology that Kivar’s men had. So that was what they were doing, downloading everything they could, before setting the detonator that would blow this place to kingdom come.

Alex was in ‘Technology Heaven.’ it was amazing at all the advanced technology and equipment these people had. He was overwhelmed when Harrison had showed him their control room, but this, this was amazing. They had programs and codes that were hundreds of years ahead of Earths technology. He wondered if they would ever be this far advanced.

“Alex” Isabel broke him out of his daze, and he stared up at her “how much longer, dad’s getting edgy” she smiled at him. Alex looked at his screen, and noticed that only 70% of the files had copied. He ran his hand thru his hair.

“I don’t know Izzy, there’s still a lot that needs to be downloaded. We need another fifteen, twenty minutes tops” he sighed as he ran his hand across his face. It was already taking longer then expected, and he knew they were like sitting ducks down here. Isabel could see the worry on his face, she didn’t want to push him, but it was only a matter of time. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on contacting one of the others, after a moment Liz was the only reply she received, but she was assured that they had everything under control, and for them to finish up.

“What was that” Phillip asked startled at the sound. There were sounds of footprints on the stairs, and they were growing closer. Phillip slipped into the room, and closed the door silently behind him. Alex was typing away, hopefully to hurry things along. Isabel watched with wide eyes as the doorknob jiggled, before it slowly turned. The door yanked open, revealing two very large, angry soldiers.

“Hey” Alex joked nervously, as he stood protectively in front of Isabel. Their eyes darted from Alex to the terminal he was sitting at, back to Alex. Lifting their hands to strike, Alex swallowed hard, before squaring his shoulders, his heart was pounding in his ears, and he felt Isabel grip his hand tightly. Before they could let off their fire, they collapsed to the ground. Phillip stood behind over them with a look of fury, like a papa bear protecting his cubs. Alex and Isabel had been so shock at seeing the soldier, that they never register the gun shots that rang thru the air. Isabel ran and flew herself into her fathers arms.

“You ok pumpkin” he asked as he checked her for any injuries.

“Yes”

“Good, now Alex hurry up. We gotta get a move on it” he ordered.

“On it” Alex continued to finish and copy as much as he could, while Isabel and her dad keep a close eye on the long corridor. Impatiently tapping his fingers against the table, Alex counted down the seconds.

“95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100 percent. Got it lets go” he placed the disk in the terminal to detonated the explosives, which he would activate the moment Max gave the word. He loaded up as much equipment as possible, and together, the trio ran up the basement stairs. When they made it to the top, the scene that awaited them was disturbing.

“Whoa” Alex said as he looked around at the many bodies laying around, some of them still burning.
A group of soldiers came out of one of the rooms, and Phillip instantly held up his rifle,

“Relax dad, they’re on our side” Alex joked as he slapped his father-in-law on the back. In his protectiveness, Phillip didn’t register the royal blue uniforms, and their hands held up in surrender.

“Sorry guys”

“It’s ok sir” they returned to their duties, and Isabel and the others ran out of the warehouse.

“Max!” Max turned from the conversation he was having with Michael and Nasedo at the sound of his sisters voice, and turned in time to see her running towards him, with Alex and his dad not far behind. Once she reached them, she took a moment to catch her breath, before gracing him with a bright smile.

“Looks like we won, huh?”

“Yeah” Max turned to Alex.

“Did you get everything?”

“All right here” Alex said as he patted his laptop against his chest.

“Hey guys, where’s Liz” Tess asked as she and Chris joined the group. Isabel looked at her confused.

“Isn’t she up here with you guys” she asked.

“No, she said she was coming down to check on you guys”

“And you let her go by herself” Nasedo asked in disbelief “how could you be so stupid”

“Hey!” Chris shouted as he stood in the protectors face.

“We never saw her” Alex confirmed, his worries growing stronger.

“Max!” Max took off in a heated run towards the warehouse, all the time cursing himself for not protecting her. He had tried to connect with her, calling to her silently, but he got no response in return. He could feel her, but just barely, and he knew she was close, so he took off towards the warehouse, with Nasedo and Michael right behind him, everyone else trailing behind them.

Liz walked cautionously thru the warehouse, checking over her shoulders every few seconds. Even though they had brung down Kivar’s army, there was still no sign of Kivar anywhere. Hell, they weren’t even sure if he had arrived yet, but when he did arrive, he wouldn’t have an army to stand behind. A smirk played on her lips, they had taking care of that. Shrugging her shoulders unconsciously, she figured that was a battle they would have to encounter another day. All she wanted to think about was getting home to her babies, and hug and kiss them until they begged her to stop. Liz was so caught up in her thoughts, that she hadn’t realized she had gotten turned around in the huge warehouse.

From the outside it didn’t seem so big, put apparently Kivar’s men had done some alterations that extended the perimeters underground also. And that was were she was, stuck underground, without a clue as to which way was the right way. Each corridor she took lead her to a dead end. She let out a frustrated sigh.

“Alex....Isabel.......anyone” she called out, but her calls were useless. She closed her eyes to concentrated, when a large hand covered her mouth. Liz eyes popped open in shock, only to come in contact with two of the darkest, coldest, menacing eyes she’d ever seen. She felt a tiny prick in her neck, and the last thing she saw was the evil grin that spread across his face, before her world went black.

Max ran down the basement stair two at a time. He had ran across some of his men, and ordered them to search the place until she was found. He could still feel her, but it was only a tiny shimmer, and it was hard to pin her exact location.

“Come on Liz” he pleaded. He paused in the middle of the hall, to calm down and concentrate on her energy. Michael stood beside him after finally catching up to him. He could vaguely hear the others as they descended the stairs. Finally they were all standing around him, waiting to see the outcome.

“Liz!....come on Liz talk to me baby....come on” he begged her. He held his breath.

“Max” came her weak reply, so weak, he had to strain to hear her.

“Liz! Where are you love” he asked her frantically.

“I-I I d-don’t know”

“Think Liz, you have to tell me were you are...please” A wave of fear crashed into him, bringing him to his knees.

“Liz!”

“He’s...he’s here”

“Who Liz, who’s there”

Silence.

“Liz?”

“Kivar”

Dread washed over him, as her feelings of fear and panic arose within her. Max climbed to his feet with Michael’s help. Before they could ask him anything, he shrugged out of Michael’s hands, and took off running.

“Shit” Michael wasted no time in following him. They came upon a dead end.

“She’s here” Max ran his had over the cement wall. The others looked at him skeptically.

“Were exactly is here Max” Tess asked him.

“Can’t you feel her” he asked, as he continued to ran his hand over the cold surface of the wall, looking for it’s entrance. Closing their eyes, hoping to brush against Liz’s energy.

“I feel her” Isabel exclaimed excitedly. Seeing that Max was getting no where in finding an entrance, Michael got impatient. They needed to get Liz out of there.

“Stand back Maxwell” Max was about to protest, that was until he saw the whites off Michael’s eyes turn black, and felt him pulling his energy together. The electricity sparked around him, as Rath raised his hand towards the wall. The walls and floor shook around them, and a blast of bright light blinded them, as Rath released his energy.

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Once the smoke and debris clear, they found themselves standing in front of what once was a cement wall, now reduced to crumbling piles of clay. Max immediately stepped thru the gapping hole. He saw her instantly. She was huddled up on a dingy old cot. She was folded in a fetal position, and she was trembling slightly. Throwing all caution to the wind, he rushed over to her. He made it within ten feet from her, before he was thrown backwards by a force unseen. His body landed hard against the opposite wall. Climbing to his feet, Max once again made his way to her, before a taunting voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Well if it isn’t the all Might King Zan, and his trusty followers” Max turned blazing eyes to arch-enemy of two life times. Eyes flashing, Zan straighten his stance.

“Kivar” was his only reply. He felt Rath come and stand to his right, as Ava stood to his left, Vilandra coming up to stand beside Rath completing the Four Square.

“My, my. Isn’t this a lovely picture. The Royal Family, standing all big and bad. Nice to see you all, it’s been to long” he smirked, as he stepped out of the shadows that concealed him. His eyes trailed across each one of them.

“Ah Princess, I’ve missed you so. No one has yet to stroke me like you. Although I can’t say the same for you. So how was she Rath, was she as wild as I expected. A real tiger. Better watch out, she’ll betray you in a heartbeat, just like she did her brother, and me” Zan felt Rath’s energy charging as Kivar went about his rallying. Sending a warning to seize his actions, all the while keeping a close eye on Kivar as he continued his rambling. His gaze shifted momentarily to Liz, and found her staring intensely at him. She sent him all the love and courage she could gather, and it amazed him at her remarkable strength and love for him. Kivar’s menacing voice caught his attention.

“Maybe I should have just taken her. Does she like it rough and hard, I know our little Ava here likes it rough” he grinned widely, “she was so tender, so pure and hot, and oh how she begged for it” Kivar laughed at the heated glare he received from Zan and Rath, before focusing on Ava.

“What do you say, up for another round” he teased.

“Go to hell” was her reply.

“Oooh, looks like someone’s not getting it enough loving. What? Zan not giving it to you right, you need a real man to show you how it feels again. What’s wrong Zan, I broke her in nicely for you, why aren’t you giving it to her right” he placed a finger in the air, as if a idea suddenly struck him.

“Hmm , could it possibly have something to do with her” he took a step towards Liz.

“Cut the crap Kivar. What the hell to you want” Zan’s heart was beating rapidly at the taught of him going anywhere near Liz. Deciding to humor him, Kivar stepped away from the girl laying on the cot, instead he motioned to something in the shadows. Nicholas stepped out of the shadows, and he gathered Liz’s weak form in his arms.

“Let her go!” Zan demanded.

“Now Zan, is that anyway to talk to your friends”

“You’re no friend of mine”

“Ugh I’m hurt, deeply” he feigned as he placed his clutched hands over his heart “Oh well, back to you question. You know what I want Zan.....the throne, and of course your head on a platter” he stared directly into his eyes “bow down Zan.”

“Never”

“You were always so stupid. Hand over the throne Zan, and I might think about letting you loved ones live”

“You think you can take all of us. It’s just you and your lackey Vaio against all of us. You will surely lose” Zan began to pull his powers, and the others followed his lead.

“Are you so sure of that” with a wave of his hand, they were surrounded. Just like Kivar, they had lost a lot of men also, leaving them about fifty men total. That, and including them left them with only sixty strong, clearly out numbered by at least twenty.

“Care to rethink my offer. Tell me, how’s the little Heir doing, still afraid to us his powers. I must admit, his mind was a joy to play in, that was until you taught him how to block me, very smart I must say. To bad I’m going to have to kill him”

“Go to hell” done with talking, Zan was ready to bring this over zealous bastard down “you’ll never touch him” he raised his hands and took out the two guards standing opposite of him, and once again, the battle was on. Shots and shouts rang out, as blasts exploded in the air. Zan ducked as a soldier charged him, and he fluently came up behind him. He placed his hand on his back, sending a jolt of energy thru his body, setting his insides on fire. He looked around, and saw his family and friends going head to toe with his enemies.

Vilandra was standing over the body of her fallen culprit, Jeff was pounding the life out of one of the soldiers, while his dad held his body up to aid him. Nasedo and Harrison stood back to back as they battled effortlessly together. Ava, Chris and Alex were holding there own also. Taking a look around, he noticed that his men and family had everything under control. A moment out the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he turned just in time to see Kivar and Vaio escape thru the wall Rath demolished, and with them Liz. Zan hurried out behind them.

“Zan!”

“I’m coming Liz. Liz can you get away” he asked hopefully.

“I can’t, they injected me with something that I can’t move my body” Zan felt her distress, and cursed they. Turning a corner, he saw them standing at the end of the corridor.

“Kivar!” Stopping in his tracks, Kivar turned to him.

“My...my, what will the people of Antar think when they find out that their King has gone a fallen for a measly human, and not only had he chosen her over Princess Ava, he had mated with her producing a illegitimate Heir to the throne, and finally giving her the Royal seal. What kind of leader are you, do you really think they’ll really except your human whore and her bastard child” the more he talked, the more time Zan had to gather up his energy. He felt Rath come and stand next to him.

“Although I can see the reason why you would be attracted to her” he walked to Nicholas’ side, and ran his grubby fingers down her cheek “I bet she’s a real wild cat in the sack. Hmm, what do you say kitten, care to take me for a ride” he licked the trail his fingers took, and Liz cringed at his touch.

“Don’t you fucking touch her again” Rath lashed out thru gritted teeth.

“Oh my, what’s this. Has she gotten her claws into you too Rath, what a little three way action maybe. You really must be a sex kitten if you have these two beaconing at your feet. Tell me, does she purr when you give it to her just right” he trail a finger across her cheek, across her collar bone, lower, until his finger hovered above her right breast.

“What do you say kitten, let me hear you purr” he went to touch her, but a shock of electricity shot thru his arm.

“My...my feisty too....I like it” turning his attention back to Zan.

“Tell me Zan, is she really worth dying for”

“Believe me, the only person that will be going down is you. I’m tried of playing games Kivar, let her go”

“Can’t do that, because you see, she’s my ticket out of here” with that he and Nicholas started backing up.

Johnson lifted his aching body from the cold ground. It took him a minute, but he was finally able to clear the cobwebs clouding his mind, and he managed to calm his shaky legs, long enough to stand on them. He felt like a newborn fawn, learning how to stand for the first time. He steadily made his way down the dark hallway. He could see light just ahead, and with the help of the wall, he managed to make it to the basement stairs. As he was about to mount them, he hear voices.

“Don’t you fucking touch her again”

“Oh my, what’s this. Has she gotten her claws into you too Rath, what a little three way action maybe. You really must be a sex kitten if you have these two beaconing at your feet. Tell me, does she purr when you give it to her just right”

Johnson moved closer to the voices, and as he drew closer, he recognized two of them..King Zan and Commander Rath. He tried to catch the third, but kept drawing a blank, that was until King Zan’s bombing voice echoed thru the walls.

“Believe me, the only person that will be going down is you. I’m tried of playing games Kivar, let her go”

‘Kivar’ Johnson quitely made his way towards them. Risking a peek around the wall, he noticed that Kivar and another soldier had their backs to him, and King Zan and Commander Rath, were standing about fifty feet from them, and the looks on their faces were deadly. He noticed that the soldier had someone cradled protectively against his chest. Focusing his attention back to matters at hand, he listened carefully.

“Can’t do that, because you see, she’s my ticket out of here” he watched as the two started backing up, and that’s when he got a glimpse of her....Queen Liz. His heart thumped in his chest at the danger she was in. He rested his head against the wall, trying to come up with a quick, but effective plan. Before he could come up with anything, large explosions went off.

Zan wasn’t sure who fired first, but all he knew was that he couldn’t let him take Liz with him. The blast caused enough distraction for Vaio to release his hold on Liz, and she stumbled to the ground. During his little speech, Kivar had failed to realize that the drug he had given her was quickly wearing off. She stood up on wobbly legs.

“Liz, get out of here” she heard Zan’s voice echo thru her head.

“No, I can help” she protested weakly. Who was she kidding, she could barely stand on her own two feet, let alone gather up enough energy to harm a fly.

“Liz please”[/] As long as she was around, he was unable to release his wrath with the fear of hurting her. He could see Rath as he fought Vaio. Something caught his eye, and he almost dropped to his knees and thanked the sky above, when Johnson appeared out of nowhere. Johnson had heard the blasts, and was trying to gain his strength so he could assist his King and Commander. He stepped out from the wall, and his eyes immediately trained on the Queen. She was leaned up against a wall for support, and he could she the trembles coursing thru her.

“Get her out of here” Zan’s loud voice shouted at him. Immediately moving into action, he made his way over to her, and much to her protect and his bodies, he lifted her into his arms. He took a finally look at his King.

“Go!” Johnson quickly made his way down the hall. Liz’s eyes stayed trained on Zan’s form, and she longed for him to follow her. Feeling her eyes on, but unable to meet her graze. He her his love and assurance that he wasn’t going to be far behind her.

“I love you”

“I love you too, please come to me”

“I promise”

With Liz safely out of harms way, Zan focused on Kivar. He ducked just in time as a ball of fire whizzed by his ear, and collided with the wall behind him. He sent out his own blast, hitting Kivar in the shoulder, knocking him to the ground. Using the advantage, he jumped on top of him, and started pounding his fist into his face. Blood splatter everywhere with each blow. Kivar raised his hand to Zan’s chest, and before he knew what happened, Zan went flying thru the air, slamming into Rath, slamming them both into the opposite wall.

“You ok” Rath asked him as he helped him to his feet.

“Yeah, thanks” they saw Kivar’s and Vaio’s retreating form, and Rath moved to follow him, but Zan’s hand on his forearm stopped him.

“What are you doing, they’re getting away” he shouted at him.

“Get everyone out” his voice was eerily calm.

“What?”

“Now! Get everyone out of the warehouse, make sure they’re safe”

“What...what are you going to do”

“Go after them”

“I’m coming with you “ Rath demanded. Zan’s face soften, and his eyes turned once again to their amber orbs, and he stared at his friend with compassion. Seeing the change in Zan, Rath too soften his features.

“You can’t Michael. I need you.....I trust you to get everyone out, to watch after Liz” Michael began to shake his head in protest.

“Then you come with me, we can take care of Kivar another time” his voice was coming out more of a plea now. Max pulled him into a brotherly embrace, in which Michael returned. Before he knew what was happening, Zan pulled away, pushing Michael away with a force of energy.

“What the hell are you doing” he went to rush towards him, but Zan thru up his protective shield, successfully blocking his way. He slammed his fist against the barrier, his eyes flashed with anger.

“Zan!” he watched Zan back away slowly.

“Please Rath, get everyone to safety. I’ll be right behind you” and with that, he ran off after Kivar and Vaio.

“Zan! Zan! Zaaaannn!” Rath banged his fists against the shield, as he dropped to his knees. Defeated, he climbed to his feet, and made his way up the basement stairs. He saw Alex first, who was leaning against the wall with his hands resting on his knees, trying to catch his breath. As before, they completely conquered their enemies, and all that was left of them was smoking piles of ash.

“Alex!” Alex turned to see Rath running towards him. He looked behind him, hoping to catch sight of Zan behind him.

“Were’s Zan” he asked as soon as Rath stood beside him.

“No time, help me get everyone out of here” Alex saw he look in his eyes, and knew there was no room for argument. Quickly they gathered everyone up, and lead them out of the warehouse. Rath saw Johnson as he hovering over Liz. He made his way over to them.

“How is she”

“She’s sitting right here. Why don’t you ask me” Liz replied snidely. She wasn’t trying to be mean, but every since Johnson had brought her out here, him, her father and Nasedo had been crowding around her asking her if she was ok, or needed anything. She was fine, and had regained function of her limbs. What she needed was Max.

“Sorry”

“Were’s Max” Isabel asked as she came to stand next to them. Liz saw the look that past between Rath and Nasedo, and she blew a gasket.

“You left him in there by himself” she shouted as she pushed her way thru them. She took off running towards the warehouse.

“Liz!” Rath ran after her, but before either one of them could make it to it’s entrance, it exploded, throwing the both to the ground.

“Aagghh” Rath groaned as he crawled to his feet. He could see Liz next to him, and went to help her, but before he could get to her, she was on her feet, and once again running towards the warehouse.

“Maaaaxxx!” Rath tackled her just as another explosion rocked the grounds.

“Get off me Michael, Max is in there” she pounded against his chest, as he carried her farther away from the warehouse.

“Alex please, let me go...my brother’s in there.......please, you have to let me go” Isabel cried as Alex placed a restraining arm around her waist.

“You can’t Izzy, I’m sorry, so sorry” Chris was having the same reaction with Tess, but there wasn’t anything they could do, the place was rigged with explosives, and they had to get as far away as possible.

They sat and watched hopelessly as the place continued to exploded and go up in flames.

“Ma....Maaaxxx” Liz’s cried out like a wounded animal as Tess and Isabel clung to her.

~~~~~~~~~~~

They had searched for him for two weeks straight. They had all tried to connect with him, or dreamwalk him with no results. He wasn’t there. Everyone was devastated. When they had returned to Roswell, there was no need to explain, because as they entered the dan of Max and Liz’s place, they were met with the distraught faces of the twins and the others. Maria had rushed to Liz’s side to comfort her, only to have her slap away her hand, and retreat to her room. She didn’t even acknowledge the twins.

She spent two weeks at the pod chamber, praying to all Gods to bring him back to her. Michael had went up there finally one last night to get her. The sight that greeted him, brought tears to his eyes. She was curled up in his pod like an infant, rocking back and forward pleading over and over for him to come back to her. Michael had noticed right away that the glow from Max’s pod had went out, sealing what he dreaded to believe.........Max was dead. He had managed to coax Liz out of the chambers. Her skin was pale from lack of sunlight, and she was nothing but skin and bones. Once he was in the car, he called her mom and explained her condition, and they assured him that they would take care of her. However once he arrived to the house, she refused to relinquish her hold on him, and recoiled whenever anyone else went near her. Leaving Michael the task of taking care of her.

Awkwardly, but with extreme gentleness Michael placed her on her bed, and he clumsily removed her clothes. He picked her up, and placed her into the hot bath his mom had prepared for her. He proceeded to wash the caked dirt from her body and hair. After he was finished he stood her in the middle of the bathroom, were she stood with a blink face, and hollow eyes, while he dried her off.

Wordlessly, Michael wrapped her in the large terry clothe rob, and gathered her in his arms. Nancy was waiting in the room.

“Liz sweetie, let me help you get dressed, and brush out your hair for you honey” Liz’s arms tighten around Michael’s neck. Nancy witnessed the way her daughter tensed as she came near her. Michael gave her a sympathetic look, and she nodded in understanding, before rushing out the room. Michael could hear her sobs as the door closed behind her. Sighing, he sat Liz on the bed, and went and retrieved the items Nancy laid out from the chair.

Awkwardness gone, he stood her up, and removed the rob. He bent down, and helped her slid on her panties and a pair of baggy sweats. He pulled the baby tee over her head and smoothed it out. Using his powers, he dried her hair, and sat down beside her. He brushed her hair out with tender care, and Liz closed her eyes at the sensation, remembering all the times Max would brush out her hair. Silent tears slid down her cheeks. Once he was certain he had removed all the tangles, Michael secured her long mane into a tight ponytail on top of her head. Noticing her tears, he crushed her body to his, and held her.

Pulling back the covers, he settled her into bed, and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep, surely haven’t slept in the last two weeks. Michael was arranging the covers around her when he saw it. The tiny little handprint, that seemed to be reaching out to him. He kneeled down beside the bed, debating on what he should do. Shrugging his shoulders, Michael placed his large hand over her stomach.

The connection was fierce, and roared alive almost instantly. Michael felt the pull of his energy, as the baby latched on to it. She absorbed it like a sponge soaking up water. She pulled at his love, his warmth, his security. She took everything he had, and when he had nothing left to give, the connection broke, leaving Michael completely drained. He stared down at Liz’s stomach, and watched the tiny handprint disappear.

She was dying. She had drained Liz of what little energy she had, that and combined with the fact that Liz had eaten little to nothing in the last two weeks was slowly killing her. She had felt Michael’s presence as he tended to Liz, and reached out to him. The poor thing had sucked up all his energy, and clung to his warmth and love, something she was lacking. Michael wiped the sweat from his brow, and once he was sure he could stand, he made his way to the door, sparing one last glance at Liz. He knew that if Liz didn’t improve, his niece didn’t have a fighting chance.

When he reached the living room, all talking ceased. Everyone looked to him expectantly, as if he had the answers to all their many questions. Maria rushed over to him, and thru comforting arms around him.

“How is she” Jeff asked as he rubbed a crying Nancy’s back. Sighing, Michael ran a shaky hand thru his hair. Figuring the was no use in lying.

“Not good” he watched their faces fall “listen, Liz is pregnant”

“What!” they all stared at him with slack jaws.

“Wh-what do you mean”

“I mean she’s pregnant, and the baby’s dying” no use in sugar coating it. There were a few ‘oh my gods’ and lots of loud sobs.

“What’s going on son” Phillip asked as he placed a supporting hand on his shoulder.

“The baby isn’t getting enough energy from Liz. She connected to me, and she drained me dry. If Liz doesn’t get better, and I mean soon..” he let the sentence hang, figuring they already knew the out come. No one said anything else on the subject that night, and Liz didn’t get any better, she barely left the confines of her room, and she hardly touched any food, only eating enough to feed the baby. She wouldn’t even connect with her. It wasn’t enough, and she was slowly dying. Michael and the others came up with their own solution. If the baby wasn’t getting what she needed from Liz, they would just have to supply it for her.

Every morning, Michael, Tess and Isabel would supply the baby the energy she needed, while everyone else gave her love and nurture. They would form a connection with her and shower her with love. They would continuously tell her how much her mommy and daddy loved her. Bel and Xan would read to her and would watch over her protectively. All the while this was going on Liz barely moved a muscle. Michael knew she was slowly killing herself, without Max, Liz was as good as dead. They were two souls combined as one, and with one of the souls gone, the other slowly dead also.

“What are we going to do about all the people calling about Max” Tess as him. He wiping down the kitchen table from Xan and Bel’s battle with the pancake syrup. It had been three weeks, and Michael knew they had to make a decision on what to tell everyone about Max. His patients were calling left and right, and several of his college buddies were starting to get suspicious.

“We’ll figure something out”

So here they were, sitting in the front pew of the church. They had told everyone that Max went camping two weeks ago, and his belongings were found last week covered in blood. Everyone assumed it was Max’s so the service had been set. Michael listened as the preacher went on and on about what a good men Max was. He gradually scanned the church, there were dozen of people thru, some he didn’t even recognize. He didn’t even know Max knew so many people.

His eyes landed on a familiar face, one he hadn’t seen in six years....Kyle Valenti. Kyle met Michael’s eye, and they locked for a moment. In that one moment, Kyle revealed all his fears, his thankfulness and his sorrow. Michael nodded his head in understanding, before turning to study his family. Alex and Isabel sat at the end of the row, and Alex was trying to calm her hysteric cries. Chris and Tess were seated next to them, and he wasn’t having much luck calming her down. His mom and dad sat next to them, and every now and then his father would remove a single tear that escaped his lids.

Bel sat cradled in his mothers lap, and he could hear her tiny sobs as she tried to conceal them in her Nana’s neck. Diane rubbed her back comfortably while occasional whispering words of comfort to her. Maria sat next to them and him, and she was clinging to his hand in sorrow. Her other hand rested soundly over the tiny bump that was their child. She looked up to him, and her eyes were red and swollen. He gave her a shaky smile, in which she returned.

He turned to his left, and found Liz. She was staring straight ahead unblinking. It had taken all of them to get her together. She had refused to come, shouting and screaming that they couldn’t make her go. In the end, Michael had to hit her were he knew would hurt her the most.

“Liz, you know Max wouldn’t want to see you like this” after that, she nodded in defeat and got dressed. She was wringing her hands, and Michael wasn’t even sure she realized she was doing it. He cupped her hands in his large one, and gave them a gentle squeeze. The Parkers sat next to her, and Nancy had a comforting arm around her shoulder. Xan sat in Jeff’s lap, and he had his head buried in his Papa’s chest. Nasedo sat directly behind him with Jim and Amy next to him, and at every entrance stood two Royal soldiers, dressed in the suit in ties, with the Royal seal of Antar embossed on their lapels. The ceremony went on, and the organist began the familiar hum, and Maria stood and made her way to the front of the church, standing next to the casket. It was a silver casket, outlined in gold. A royal blue and silver cloak draped over it, the V formation nestling the center signaling the Royal House of Antar. White roses sat on top of it, with dozen of more scattered around the church, the only thing Liz insisted.

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face
You were content to let me shine that’s your way
You always walked a step behind

As Maria sung, the soldiers all took the spots at the corners of his casket. With gentle care, they removed the bouquet of white roses, and presented them to Diane.

So I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength
A beautiful face without a name...for so long
A beautiful smile to hide the pain

Gracefully they folded the cloak into a perfect square with the V formation resting on top. And in two perfect line formations they kneeled down before Liz and placed it in her lap.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero
And everything I would like to be
I can fly higher then an Eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings

With Harrison and Johnson in lead, they effortlessly and gracefully lifted the casket, and walked with their heads held high down the church’s isle. To everyone else this might have appear abnormal, especially since Max (as far as they knew) wasn’t of military status, but to those that truly knew him, it represented a lot to them.

You might have appeared to go unnoticed
But I got it all right here in my heart
I won’t you to know I know the truth, course I know it
I would be nothing without you

Standing, the family took their positions behind the soldiers and casket. Alex and Isabel, followed by Tess and Chris, Phillip and Diane, with Bel tucked securely in her arms.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero
And everything I wish I could be
I can fly higher then an Eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings

Jim and Amy came next, with Nancy, Xan and Jeff following closely behind them. Michael gripped Liz hand as he walked beside her. He felt it the moment her legs gave out, and he swooped her into his arms, and carried her crying form out the church, his own tears going unattended as he carried his sisters’ trembling form.

Cause you are the wind beneath my wings
Oh the wind beneath my wings
Fly....fly....fly so high up in the sky
So high I almost touched the sky

Nasedo and Maria brought up the rear, she buried her head against his shoulder as the tears overcame her.

Thank you, thank you, thank god for you
The wind beneath my wings.

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Things after that seemed to fall into a routine. Liz had moved herself and the twins into Michael and Maria’s guest rooms. She was eating a little bit more, but she had yet connected with the baby, or opened herself back up to the twins. She had went back to work, only to stay there all day, sometime sleeping over. Michael had demanded that she stopped working so much, only to have her close off more. The twins barely saw her, and when they did, she never returned any of their embraces.
For the next two months Liz withdrew from her family and friends, never showing a shred of emotion, until the night Maria woke her with a piercing scream.

~~~~~~~~

Michael wiped the tears from his face with the sleeve of his shirt, and stared at the headstone in front of him.

“Um, I guess I should be going now. Listen, don’t worry about Liz I’ll take care of her, I’ll take care of all of them” Michael ran his hand over the stone one last time, before turning on his hells, and making his way put the cemetery.

When he arrived back home, the house was quite. He could tell everyone had went home already. He peeked his head into their room, and found Maria sound asleep, with Amaris cuddled closely against her breast. He smiled at the picture they painted, before closing the door with a tiny click. He moved down to the next room were Xan and Bel slept. He cracked the door open, and wasn’t surprised to find the room empty. He had figured they would have went home with one of their aunt and uncles or their grandparents. Closing the door, he turned to the door opposite theirs. He laid his palm against the door, resting there for a moment. He quietly opened the door, and he felt the tears burn his eyes at the sight that greeted him.

Liz sat in the huge rocking chair, but that wasn’t what caught his attention. Bel and Xan sat snuggled in her lap as she gentle rocked them. Her shirt was raised over her stomach, and Xan and Bel’s tiny hands laid beneath her bigger ones, and they all cradled her stomach protectively. The energy around them sizzled, and they sat of the most beautiful ray of light. Their shields shone brightly above them, and the air hummed. Michael watched as her stomach glowed from the inside out, and engulfed them completely. He stood their mesmerized at the beauty of it all, before he closed the door gently behind him.

~~~~~~~~~

Michael looked up into the dark sky. He could see the V formation shining brightly above him. He kicked his feet, giving the swing a little incentive. He rocked back and forward, his mind swirling with activity. Everything they went thru, everything they fought for, they had finally received.........normalcy. Max gave his life for they all could lead a safe and normal life. Could he had done the same, would he have left Maria and Amaris, so that she and the rest of his family could live a normal life..........In a heartbeat.

“Thank you Maxwell, I hope you made it to the stars”


Link to sequel

Generation Next

http://roswellfanfic.com/viewtopic.php?t=1293