Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE) 10/29/15 COMPLETE
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
So sorry for bothering you will you please please come back and post more really really soon? I can't wait to read what will Liz tell Max and others about what happened to her and why she wants Max to stay away from her. And I can't wait to find out what Max, Liz and others will do now that Liz is back and where will they go.
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
So very sorry for bothering you. Will you please come back and post more really soon? I can't wait to read what Liz will tell the others? Why Liz ran from the room? And why Liz wants Max to stay away from her? So please come back and post more really soon?
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
So very sorry for bothering you will you please please please please come back and post more really really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what will happen next for Max, Liz and friends. Will Liz tell Max and the others what/ where she was? Will Liz tell someone why she wants Max to stay away from her? Please come back and post more really soon?
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Chapter 44
L-J-L 76 - Hehe, I get the feeling that you want me to get rid of Tess...
Thank you for the feedback and the multitudes of bumps
Natalie36 - This will be revealed. Just not yet... Thank you for the feedback!
Helen (roswelllostcause) - Quite possibly
Thank you for the feedback!
Eve (begonia9508) - Do you still suffer from the heat wave? I was just discussing this with my editor the other day (concerning the forest fires in the US, etc) and it's odd, because there seems to be these heavy heat waves all over the world, but we are having like the coldest summer ever. When I drive to work (around 6 a.m.) it's around 9-10° outside. In the days it gets up to 15-16°. That's spring temperatures! Not summer! But this week and (what they are predicting anyway) next week seems to bring some summer and we are touching temperatures of 26° at least
Ah well... It seems as if there are only extreme weather nowadays in the world. Either it's unusually warm or unusually cold
Btw, I've always (for about 10 years now) thought you were from France! And then I find out that you're Swiss. Excellent! You're the country my country always gets mixed up with. Does that happen to you as well when you travel outside of Europe? That you say you're from Switzerland and they start describing Sweden, like "Oh, that's where ABBA was from!" or something like that? Happens to me aaaall the time. Apparently, Swedes make really nice chocolate and watches
Thank you for the feedback!
Carolyn (keepsmiling7)
She was drugged when abducted and then given the truth serum on top of that (which was a type of sedative) and later drugged again to be returned to the motel. So her body's been through quite an ordeal. Thank you for the feedback!
saori_1902 - Thank you
Previously on "Lethal Whispers"...
After finding out that a special unit of the FBI was showing an interest in the group, Max, Isabel, Michael, Maria and Tess decided to leave their hometown. Since Max had been having visions of Liz getting captured and hurt (visions that Liz shared in dreams), it was decided that Liz should come along too.
While on the run, Michael and Maria found out that they were pregnant. The reader found out that Tess was watching the relationship b/w Max and Liz with bitter jealousy. Max and Liz also went to a mall (in Canada, where they now are), to acquire some necessities. Even though Max kissed Liz (for the first time) in an attempt to "disguise" them from security/police at the mall, they were caught on security camera. They were disguised in wigs and Max had done some "magic" to change his own appearance. But there was something about their kiss that caught the eye of an FBI-agent looking through the security tapes...
So, very late in the evening, after Liz had seen Max and Tess make out heavily on his bed in Max and Liz's shared motel room, Liz is too horrified and hurt to hear the sounds behind her before it's too late. She's abducted by the FBI, exposed to a truth serum which causes amnesia and was (in the previous chapter) returned outside of the hotel room. When she regained consciousness and the first person she saw was Max, she freaked and told him that he should get away from her. And that's where we are now...
CHAPTER 44
Isabel
She sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Liz’s sobbing figure. Hesitantly, she moved her hand to Liz’s head and let it hover in the air for a second before cautiously bringing it down to touch the brown tresses. Liz jumped at the contact, but didn’t move away - so Isabel started stroking her hair like a mother would comfort her daughter.
“I’m cold,” Liz whispered.
“You were laying on the ground outside,” Isabel said quietly. “Liz. Do you remember anything?”
Liz shook her head and seemed to search her mind. Apparently she found no answers, because she repeated through clattering teeth, “So cold.”
“Do you want to take a shower?” Isabel asked, threading her fingers through Liz’s thick hair.
Liz nodded, another sob being wrenched out of her.
“Come here,” Isabel said and carefully put an arm underneath Liz’s body to guide her upwards. “I’ll help you.”
“Thank you,” Liz whispered and let herself be pulled up against Isabel’s body.
“Michael,” Isabel said over her shoulder, his name coming out in a groan as she pulled Liz’s tired body up. “Go and see if Max’s okay. Maria, could you help me?”
“Sure,” Maria answered and walked around Liz to take a hold of one of Liz’s elbow while Isabel took a hold of the other.
“I’ll go and keep watch. Just in case,” Tess said from the hallway and Isabel gave her a distracted nod.
Together, Isabel and Maria supported Liz’s weight to the bathroom. Isabel hit the light switch with her elbow and the room was bathed in light, illuminating dark purples circles beneath Liz’s eyes. Her skin was so pale that it was almost translucent in the bright white light. Isabel and Maria guided Liz up to a wall, in front of a towel rack.
“Here,” Isabel said, and placed Liz’s left hand on the wall in front of her. Maria mimicked the movement, guiding Liz’s right hand to the wall. “Support yourself against the wall and Maria and I will help you out of these clothes.”
Liz barely nodded as she swayed slightly, before finding her balance by leaning forward slightly, pushing her centre of gravity closer to the wall.
Isabel met Maria’s concerned wet eyes behind Liz’s back and reached out to give Maria’s hand a squeeze (her hand was so cold), before they with a nod of consensus started to undress Liz. Wet socks were stripped from ice cold feet (where were her shoes?) and jeans were pulled off her slim legs, one leg at the time.
But as they lifted the sweater upwards, removing one of Liz’s hands from the wall to get it through the sleeve, Maria froze.
“What?” Isabel asked, tugging at the hem of the shirt.
“Look,” Maria whispered, her voice toneless and scared. She was hitching her chin towards Liz’s exposed back, where black ink had come into view.
Isabel felt a wave of fear, and wordlessly pulled the sweater all the way over Liz’s head, revealing writing in black permanent marker across Liz’s white skin.
The writing was in block letters, curving across Liz’s protruding shoulder blades, across her spine and stopping just above her lower back.
“Hey! Max! Stop, man.”
Michael jogged after the dark figure of his friend, his sneakers heavily impacting the asphalted parking lot. He was not used to running. His preferred method of exercise was walking from the couch to retrieve a Snapple from the fridge and then retrace his steps.
Consequently, he was sort of out of breath as he took a hold of Max’s elbow. “Hey.”
Max pulled out of his grip and swirled, his eyes irritated and hinting of anger. “Leave me alone, Michael.”
“Don’t be such a martyr, Evans,” Michael groaned. Max held some pretty great traits, like fierce loyalty and reliability, but his self-hate was an aggravating quality at best.
“You saw her,” Max said tightly, pushing fingers through his short brown hair, frustration billowing off him in waves. “She can’t be around me.”
“God knows what’s happened to her,” Michael objected. “Maybe getting touched scares the living daylights out of her.”
“No,” Max shook his head, his lips thin over his teeth as the muscles in his jaw flexed and tensed. “She let Isabel touch her.”
Michael frowned. Damn. He was right.
“Maybe girls are better for her. Safer.” Michael knew he was grasping for straws. He had himself been a witness to Liz’s reaction and he had to admit, it had seemed very much as if Max had been the problem in that room.
“Before she was abducted, did something happen between you? Did you say something to her? Fight about anything?”
Max kicked at a lonely walnut-sized stone on the ground, pushing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “Nothing. We were planning for our next day on the road when she left to get something to eat.”
Michael looked at him contemplatively. “And she left for the vending machine.”
“And didn’t return,” Max sighed and angled his gaze upwards to the blinking stars of the dark night sky.
“Then she can’t be mad at you,” Michael rationalized. “She must’ve been reacting to something else. And you got the bulk of it since you were the first person she saw after she had been… whatever has happened to her.”
“Thanks,” Max muttered, dropping his eyes and giving another stone a hard kick. “But I know what I saw. I swore to protect her and I didn’t.”
Michael felt his own annoyance grow. “Fuck, Max. Get your head out of your ass.” He chose to ignore how Max glowered at him. “Not everything that goes wrong is your fault. I’m so fucking fed up with this self-loathing and us always having to convince you of otherwise. It’s like you’re stuck in a constant need of affirmation, which is fucking exhausting.”
Max’s eyes were dark as he answered tightly, “Well, I’m sorry if I’m such an annoyance, but no one asked any of you to ‘make me feel better’. I know what I did wrong and now I have to suffer the consequences, that’s it. Let me wallow in self-loathing, as you call it. I deserve it.”
Michael sighed deeply, acclaimed by the strongest need to shake Max harshly to get him to snap out of it. “For a smart guy, you can be a real bonehead sometimes.”
Max raked his hands down his face before yelling into his hands, which dampened the vehemence, “Just leave me alone, alright?!”
“Fine,” Michael grumbled. “Just don’t go and do something reckless.”
As Michael turned to walk away he heard Max mutter, “I won’t. I’m not you.”
Michael’s right hand tightened into a fist and he wanted to turn around and let his fist impact with Max’s face, but he held back, letting his back absorb the tension. Being the martyr he was, Max would probably enjoy the beating. He’d probably think he deserved it. Michael wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.
According to Isabel, Liz had been missing for about four hours.
Liz had no recollection of this time.
The last thing she remembered was stumbling out of the motel after having witnessed Max and Tess in bed together in a very intimate position. Apparently, drugs were not enough to erase that memory.
The first memory after that was Max holding her hand and looking at her with guilt. She had been overwhelmed with disgust and betrayal, so fierce that she couldn’t stand to look at him, didn’t want him to touch her. Maybe she had overreacted, but he should have known that she didn’t want him near. Not after what he did.
He probably doesn’t know that you know.
Her inner rational voice tried to reason with her, but she was past the point of caring. Him being aware of her knowing about it or not, didn’t change what happened. She had pulled the covers up to her ears, still trying to catch some warmth to fill that coldness inside of her.
She had been staring out at the red-painted morning sky through the motel window for the past ten minutes, knowing that it was only a matter of time before she had to get up. They had planned to leave at dawn. After helping her with a shower a couple of hours earlier, Isabel had stayed while Maria had left. There had been hushed words and fearful glances towards Liz at Maria’s departure and Liz had the suspicion that something else had happened, outside of her abduction.
But Isabel hadn’t said anything and Liz had shortly thereafter been claimed by a heavy sleep.
“Hey, you awake?”
Liz couldn’t help but be startled at the soft voice. She was all tangled up in nerves, more jittery than ever. She turned her head under the covers and watched Maria enter the room. Liz also spotted Isabel asleep on the bed next to hers (Max’s bed; Liz blinked to try and erase the suffocating mental image of Max and Tess on that bed).
“Sorry,” Maria whispered, holding a cup in her hand. “Did I wake you?”
Maria looked tired, Liz noted. Almost haunted. These last couple of hours had not only been hard on her, but on everyone around her.
Liz shook her head wordlessly and turned more fully under the covers before sitting up and scooting up against the wall. Maria took a seat opposite her on the bed and handed over the cup.
“I brought you some tea. I know you prefer tea to coffee.”
Liz gave her a weak smile and let the warmth of the cup spread into her cold hands. “Thank you.”
Maria’s eyes were concerned as she searched her face. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” Liz whispered, taking a sip of the hot tea. It wasn’t a complete lie. The sedation had completely worn off and because of that she felt immensely better, but she was more scared than ever. Mostly because of the unknown, of not knowing what had really happened to her during those hours she had been missing.
“We’re leaving in about 20 minutes, is that okay?” Maria asked softly.
Liz nodded. “Sure.”
Maria bit her bottom lip with uncertainty and Liz realized that she had never seen Maria so unsure of herself. Laying a hand on top of Liz’s, Maria gently squeezed across Liz’s fingers. Maria’s hand was warm and comforting. “I’m here if you need to talk.”
Liz felt tears at the back of her eyes and damned herself for it. She hated being this mess, so out of control, constantly on the edge of breaking down. Her voice was mangled and broken as she answered, “Thanks.”
Maria smiled at her hesitantly and let go of her hand. “We’ll come and get you soon, then.”
Liz nodded and Maria got to her feet, only to move a short distance to gentle touch Isabel on the shoulder, rousing her from her sleep. “Isabel. We’re leaving in 20 minutes.”
Isabel’s sleep-ridden voice replied, “Okay.”
Maria left the room and Isabel turned to look at Liz. Liz gave her a weak smile and took another sip of her tea.
“Oh, hi,” Isabel said and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with the back of her hand as she yawned. “How are you feeling?”
“Okay,” Liz answered, leaving enough explanation to fill a novel out of her reply.
“Good,” Isabel answered and yawned again. “God…” She eyed Liz’s cup. “Is that coffee?”
“Tea,” Liz replied.
Isabel groaned and sat up, stretching her arms skywards as the covers collected at her waist. She was still in regular clothing; jeans and a sweater.
Always prepared to leave, Liz observed.
“I’m gonna take a quick shower,” Isabel stated and her expression turned concerned. “Will you be okay out here? I’ll leave the bathroom door open.”
Liz nodded. She couldn’t deny that the idea of being alone for just a few minutes scared her, but she had to start getting over this. She couldn’t let herself be paralyzed by this fear. “Of course.”
Isabel searched her face for another truth and probably didn’t find any contradiction to her words as she scooted out of bed, checked that the front door was locked and walked over to the bathroom. Before she disappeared inside, she turned in the doorway, saying, “Holler if you need me.”
“Yeah,” Liz agreed, gripping the warm cup of tea harder between her hands.
She quickly scanned her surroundings, something that had become something of a habit, before she slid down under the covers, her cup barely being kept upright.
She had started a mantra in her head, trying to keep the mental ghosts at bay.
You’re going to be okay. You’re going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.
TBC...


Natalie36 - This will be revealed. Just not yet... Thank you for the feedback!
Helen (roswelllostcause) - Quite possibly

Eve (begonia9508) - Do you still suffer from the heat wave? I was just discussing this with my editor the other day (concerning the forest fires in the US, etc) and it's odd, because there seems to be these heavy heat waves all over the world, but we are having like the coldest summer ever. When I drive to work (around 6 a.m.) it's around 9-10° outside. In the days it gets up to 15-16°. That's spring temperatures! Not summer! But this week and (what they are predicting anyway) next week seems to bring some summer and we are touching temperatures of 26° at least


Well, she was also given two bouts of sedatives. One when she was abducted, which was followed up by the truth serum (which in itself is a type of sedative) and then another sedative to transport her back to the motel. So her body is quite tired and out of it after that.And second, she reacted really strongly at the serum...
This will be revealed in future chapter(s).What I wonder is, did she talk with the serum or could she just lures the people who captured her?
That is the question...Wondering who was the woman, who 108 years old is and went into the Granolith? Serena or Isabel or even Maria?

Btw, I've always (for about 10 years now) thought you were from France! And then I find out that you're Swiss. Excellent! You're the country my country always gets mixed up with. Does that happen to you as well when you travel outside of Europe? That you say you're from Switzerland and they start describing Sweden, like "Oh, that's where ABBA was from!" or something like that? Happens to me aaaall the time. Apparently, Swedes make really nice chocolate and watches

Thank you for the feedback!
Carolyn (keepsmiling7)
Yeah...Something is really wrong with Liz......maybe drugs?

saori_1902 - Thank you

Previously on "Lethal Whispers"...
After finding out that a special unit of the FBI was showing an interest in the group, Max, Isabel, Michael, Maria and Tess decided to leave their hometown. Since Max had been having visions of Liz getting captured and hurt (visions that Liz shared in dreams), it was decided that Liz should come along too.
While on the run, Michael and Maria found out that they were pregnant. The reader found out that Tess was watching the relationship b/w Max and Liz with bitter jealousy. Max and Liz also went to a mall (in Canada, where they now are), to acquire some necessities. Even though Max kissed Liz (for the first time) in an attempt to "disguise" them from security/police at the mall, they were caught on security camera. They were disguised in wigs and Max had done some "magic" to change his own appearance. But there was something about their kiss that caught the eye of an FBI-agent looking through the security tapes...
So, very late in the evening, after Liz had seen Max and Tess make out heavily on his bed in Max and Liz's shared motel room, Liz is too horrified and hurt to hear the sounds behind her before it's too late. She's abducted by the FBI, exposed to a truth serum which causes amnesia and was (in the previous chapter) returned outside of the hotel room. When she regained consciousness and the first person she saw was Max, she freaked and told him that he should get away from her. And that's where we are now...
CHAPTER 44
Isabel
She sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Liz’s sobbing figure. Hesitantly, she moved her hand to Liz’s head and let it hover in the air for a second before cautiously bringing it down to touch the brown tresses. Liz jumped at the contact, but didn’t move away - so Isabel started stroking her hair like a mother would comfort her daughter.
“I’m cold,” Liz whispered.
“You were laying on the ground outside,” Isabel said quietly. “Liz. Do you remember anything?”
Liz shook her head and seemed to search her mind. Apparently she found no answers, because she repeated through clattering teeth, “So cold.”
“Do you want to take a shower?” Isabel asked, threading her fingers through Liz’s thick hair.
Liz nodded, another sob being wrenched out of her.
“Come here,” Isabel said and carefully put an arm underneath Liz’s body to guide her upwards. “I’ll help you.”
“Thank you,” Liz whispered and let herself be pulled up against Isabel’s body.
“Michael,” Isabel said over her shoulder, his name coming out in a groan as she pulled Liz’s tired body up. “Go and see if Max’s okay. Maria, could you help me?”
“Sure,” Maria answered and walked around Liz to take a hold of one of Liz’s elbow while Isabel took a hold of the other.
“I’ll go and keep watch. Just in case,” Tess said from the hallway and Isabel gave her a distracted nod.
Together, Isabel and Maria supported Liz’s weight to the bathroom. Isabel hit the light switch with her elbow and the room was bathed in light, illuminating dark purples circles beneath Liz’s eyes. Her skin was so pale that it was almost translucent in the bright white light. Isabel and Maria guided Liz up to a wall, in front of a towel rack.
“Here,” Isabel said, and placed Liz’s left hand on the wall in front of her. Maria mimicked the movement, guiding Liz’s right hand to the wall. “Support yourself against the wall and Maria and I will help you out of these clothes.”
Liz barely nodded as she swayed slightly, before finding her balance by leaning forward slightly, pushing her centre of gravity closer to the wall.
Isabel met Maria’s concerned wet eyes behind Liz’s back and reached out to give Maria’s hand a squeeze (her hand was so cold), before they with a nod of consensus started to undress Liz. Wet socks were stripped from ice cold feet (where were her shoes?) and jeans were pulled off her slim legs, one leg at the time.
But as they lifted the sweater upwards, removing one of Liz’s hands from the wall to get it through the sleeve, Maria froze.
“What?” Isabel asked, tugging at the hem of the shirt.
“Look,” Maria whispered, her voice toneless and scared. She was hitching her chin towards Liz’s exposed back, where black ink had come into view.
Isabel felt a wave of fear, and wordlessly pulled the sweater all the way over Liz’s head, revealing writing in black permanent marker across Liz’s white skin.
The writing was in block letters, curving across Liz’s protruding shoulder blades, across her spine and stopping just above her lower back.
WE KNOW EVERYTHING NOW.
DON’T TRY AND RUN.
WE’LL FIND YOU.
DON’T TRY AND RUN.
WE’LL FIND YOU.
*****
Michael“Hey! Max! Stop, man.”
Michael jogged after the dark figure of his friend, his sneakers heavily impacting the asphalted parking lot. He was not used to running. His preferred method of exercise was walking from the couch to retrieve a Snapple from the fridge and then retrace his steps.
Consequently, he was sort of out of breath as he took a hold of Max’s elbow. “Hey.”
Max pulled out of his grip and swirled, his eyes irritated and hinting of anger. “Leave me alone, Michael.”
“Don’t be such a martyr, Evans,” Michael groaned. Max held some pretty great traits, like fierce loyalty and reliability, but his self-hate was an aggravating quality at best.
“You saw her,” Max said tightly, pushing fingers through his short brown hair, frustration billowing off him in waves. “She can’t be around me.”
“God knows what’s happened to her,” Michael objected. “Maybe getting touched scares the living daylights out of her.”
“No,” Max shook his head, his lips thin over his teeth as the muscles in his jaw flexed and tensed. “She let Isabel touch her.”
Michael frowned. Damn. He was right.
“Maybe girls are better for her. Safer.” Michael knew he was grasping for straws. He had himself been a witness to Liz’s reaction and he had to admit, it had seemed very much as if Max had been the problem in that room.
“Before she was abducted, did something happen between you? Did you say something to her? Fight about anything?”
Max kicked at a lonely walnut-sized stone on the ground, pushing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “Nothing. We were planning for our next day on the road when she left to get something to eat.”
Michael looked at him contemplatively. “And she left for the vending machine.”
“And didn’t return,” Max sighed and angled his gaze upwards to the blinking stars of the dark night sky.
“Then she can’t be mad at you,” Michael rationalized. “She must’ve been reacting to something else. And you got the bulk of it since you were the first person she saw after she had been… whatever has happened to her.”
“Thanks,” Max muttered, dropping his eyes and giving another stone a hard kick. “But I know what I saw. I swore to protect her and I didn’t.”
Michael felt his own annoyance grow. “Fuck, Max. Get your head out of your ass.” He chose to ignore how Max glowered at him. “Not everything that goes wrong is your fault. I’m so fucking fed up with this self-loathing and us always having to convince you of otherwise. It’s like you’re stuck in a constant need of affirmation, which is fucking exhausting.”
Max’s eyes were dark as he answered tightly, “Well, I’m sorry if I’m such an annoyance, but no one asked any of you to ‘make me feel better’. I know what I did wrong and now I have to suffer the consequences, that’s it. Let me wallow in self-loathing, as you call it. I deserve it.”
Michael sighed deeply, acclaimed by the strongest need to shake Max harshly to get him to snap out of it. “For a smart guy, you can be a real bonehead sometimes.”
Max raked his hands down his face before yelling into his hands, which dampened the vehemence, “Just leave me alone, alright?!”
“Fine,” Michael grumbled. “Just don’t go and do something reckless.”
As Michael turned to walk away he heard Max mutter, “I won’t. I’m not you.”
Michael’s right hand tightened into a fist and he wanted to turn around and let his fist impact with Max’s face, but he held back, letting his back absorb the tension. Being the martyr he was, Max would probably enjoy the beating. He’d probably think he deserved it. Michael wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.
*****
LizAccording to Isabel, Liz had been missing for about four hours.
Liz had no recollection of this time.
The last thing she remembered was stumbling out of the motel after having witnessed Max and Tess in bed together in a very intimate position. Apparently, drugs were not enough to erase that memory.
The first memory after that was Max holding her hand and looking at her with guilt. She had been overwhelmed with disgust and betrayal, so fierce that she couldn’t stand to look at him, didn’t want him to touch her. Maybe she had overreacted, but he should have known that she didn’t want him near. Not after what he did.
He probably doesn’t know that you know.
Her inner rational voice tried to reason with her, but she was past the point of caring. Him being aware of her knowing about it or not, didn’t change what happened. She had pulled the covers up to her ears, still trying to catch some warmth to fill that coldness inside of her.
She had been staring out at the red-painted morning sky through the motel window for the past ten minutes, knowing that it was only a matter of time before she had to get up. They had planned to leave at dawn. After helping her with a shower a couple of hours earlier, Isabel had stayed while Maria had left. There had been hushed words and fearful glances towards Liz at Maria’s departure and Liz had the suspicion that something else had happened, outside of her abduction.
But Isabel hadn’t said anything and Liz had shortly thereafter been claimed by a heavy sleep.
“Hey, you awake?”
Liz couldn’t help but be startled at the soft voice. She was all tangled up in nerves, more jittery than ever. She turned her head under the covers and watched Maria enter the room. Liz also spotted Isabel asleep on the bed next to hers (Max’s bed; Liz blinked to try and erase the suffocating mental image of Max and Tess on that bed).
“Sorry,” Maria whispered, holding a cup in her hand. “Did I wake you?”
Maria looked tired, Liz noted. Almost haunted. These last couple of hours had not only been hard on her, but on everyone around her.
Liz shook her head wordlessly and turned more fully under the covers before sitting up and scooting up against the wall. Maria took a seat opposite her on the bed and handed over the cup.
“I brought you some tea. I know you prefer tea to coffee.”
Liz gave her a weak smile and let the warmth of the cup spread into her cold hands. “Thank you.”
Maria’s eyes were concerned as she searched her face. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” Liz whispered, taking a sip of the hot tea. It wasn’t a complete lie. The sedation had completely worn off and because of that she felt immensely better, but she was more scared than ever. Mostly because of the unknown, of not knowing what had really happened to her during those hours she had been missing.
“We’re leaving in about 20 minutes, is that okay?” Maria asked softly.
Liz nodded. “Sure.”
Maria bit her bottom lip with uncertainty and Liz realized that she had never seen Maria so unsure of herself. Laying a hand on top of Liz’s, Maria gently squeezed across Liz’s fingers. Maria’s hand was warm and comforting. “I’m here if you need to talk.”
Liz felt tears at the back of her eyes and damned herself for it. She hated being this mess, so out of control, constantly on the edge of breaking down. Her voice was mangled and broken as she answered, “Thanks.”
Maria smiled at her hesitantly and let go of her hand. “We’ll come and get you soon, then.”
Liz nodded and Maria got to her feet, only to move a short distance to gentle touch Isabel on the shoulder, rousing her from her sleep. “Isabel. We’re leaving in 20 minutes.”
Isabel’s sleep-ridden voice replied, “Okay.”
Maria left the room and Isabel turned to look at Liz. Liz gave her a weak smile and took another sip of her tea.
“Oh, hi,” Isabel said and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with the back of her hand as she yawned. “How are you feeling?”
“Okay,” Liz answered, leaving enough explanation to fill a novel out of her reply.
“Good,” Isabel answered and yawned again. “God…” She eyed Liz’s cup. “Is that coffee?”
“Tea,” Liz replied.
Isabel groaned and sat up, stretching her arms skywards as the covers collected at her waist. She was still in regular clothing; jeans and a sweater.
Always prepared to leave, Liz observed.
“I’m gonna take a quick shower,” Isabel stated and her expression turned concerned. “Will you be okay out here? I’ll leave the bathroom door open.”
Liz nodded. She couldn’t deny that the idea of being alone for just a few minutes scared her, but she had to start getting over this. She couldn’t let herself be paralyzed by this fear. “Of course.”
Isabel searched her face for another truth and probably didn’t find any contradiction to her words as she scooted out of bed, checked that the front door was locked and walked over to the bathroom. Before she disappeared inside, she turned in the doorway, saying, “Holler if you need me.”
“Yeah,” Liz agreed, gripping the warm cup of tea harder between her hands.
She quickly scanned her surroundings, something that had become something of a habit, before she slid down under the covers, her cup barely being kept upright.
She had started a mantra in her head, trying to keep the mental ghosts at bay.
You’re going to be okay. You’re going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.
TBC...
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 44 8/17/15 p. 28
But is she really going to be okay??
Wish I knew what Tess was up to......
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Wish I knew what Tess was up to......
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 44 8/17/15 p. 28
What did they do to Liz? Why do I have a feeling that things ate going to really start getting bad for everyone very soon? That Tess did play some part in whatever happened to Liz.
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 44 8/17/15 p. 28
Great Chapter!!!! Please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to find out if Maria told Max and Michael about the note that was on Liz's back. I think Tess had something to do with Liz being kidnapped. I really don't like or trust Tess. I think Tess is very evil. I think someone needs to kill Tess. I'm glad that Isabel and Maria were there for Liz. I think that is great the Isabel and Maria are trying to be there for Liz. So Max is Blaming himself for what happened to Liz when it was not his fault. I'm glad that Michael is there to talk some since into Max. So they are leaving. Hopefully Max and the others can keep Liz safe. Will Liz talk to Maria or Isabel? Will Liz tell Maria or Isabel why she left the room? What will Maria or Isabel do when they find out? Will Maria or Isabel tell Max and Michael? Will Max try and talk to Liz? Will Liz talk to Max? What will Max and Liz talk about? Will Liz tell Max about seeing him and Tess in bed together? What will Max do when he finds out? Will Liz avoid Max? Will Tess mind wrap Liz again to seeing them in bed again? What will Tess make Liz see? Will Tess hurt Liz? Will Max get mad at Tess? Who will find out about Tess? Will Max, Isabel, Michael and Maria find out what Tess is up to? What will they do when they find out what Tess made Liz see? Will Michael, Maria, Isabel and Max hurt Tess? Will Max, Isabel, Maria and Michael protect Liz from Tess? Will Liz start fighting back? Will Liz beat Tess? How will Tess fight back? How will Liz beat Tess? Will the FBI take Liz again? What will happen when they take Liz again? Will the FBI hurt Liz? Will Liz remember what she told the FBI? Will she tell Max and the others what she remembers? What will Max and the others do when they find out? How will Max and the others make Tess pay for what she did? Will someone kill Tess? Who will Kill Tess? Will Max and Liz talk things out? Will Liz tell Max about seeing him and Tess in bed together? What will Max do when he finds out? Will Max tell Liz the truth? Will Liz believe Max? Will Max and Liz fall for each other? Will Max and Liz admit their feelings? Will Max and Liz get together? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Max and Liz sleep together? Will Max and Liz get married and have kids? Will Max, Liz and others live a free and happy life? Will Max, Liz and others fight the FBI? Will Max, Liz and friends win against the FBI? How will Max, Liz and friends beat the FBI? Will Max, Liz and friends ever see their family and friends again? Will Max, Liz, Michael, Maria, Isabel and Alex all live a happy long life together? So sorry for all the questions I was just wondering. Please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to find out if Liz will tell Max what happened with the FBI and about seeing Max and Tess together.
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 44 8/17/15 p. 28
So Liz does remember ... my poor baby. Great part.

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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 44 8/17/15 p. 28
Wow! After that part, I am sure of nothing in this story! Was it really the Alien Hunters or FBI, or are some of their enemies already on Earth!
The Federal agents wouldn't play with them this way: letting her go and writing menaces in Liz's back... what is that anyway, because for me, it looks like kids would play, you know, childishness in some kind of way...
Anyway, suspicious now especially with Tess around!
Thanks EVE
The Federal agents wouldn't play with them this way: letting her go and writing menaces in Liz's back... what is that anyway, because for me, it looks like kids would play, you know, childishness in some kind of way...
Anyway, suspicious now especially with Tess around!

Thanks EVE

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