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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 9:57 pm
by POM
A/N: Here you go...This is my first stop :D at dropping off the next chapter this story. I haven't began the next chapter--a bit of writers block, I know it sucks :lol: But I'm sure I'll get my writting mojo soon enough. Okay here it is...

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Chapter 11: When I Talk To You

[The Evans' Home]
Max POV


“I can't believe what I’m hearing… everyone knew?! My own parents knew, Isabel knew, Alex knew, Michael kn—“, I rant before Michael cuts me off.

“Dude, I didn’t know. I would’ve told you if I’d known”, he says. For some reason, I believe him… He would have told me if he knew… which is probably why they didn't tell, him.

I turn back to my family and address them once more in a calm but undoubtedly icy tone. “How could you? All of you know what Liz’ has meant to me over the years. How could you not tell me?” I look at each and every one of them; none of them say anything but all of them have guilt written all over their face. They know I'm right here.

“Can everyone give us a moment? I need to talk to Liz”, I say and I don’t even wait for there answer, but instead I practically drag her away from the group of traitors towards a quieter place.

“Honey, why don’t we worry about this at another time... lunch is almost ready a—“

“Mom… please”, I say in a strained tone. She's trying to make up an excuse, which did she always does when she's trying to avoid something. I let out a sigh and rub the back of my neck; something I always do when I'm frustrated.

She nods in reply and motions everyone to go inside for lunch. As everybody else goes inside without any further objections, Liz and me walk further back into the yard towards the old oak tree that still has the swing that my dad put together when Iz and me were little.

“Liz?” I speak quietly, maybe too quietly, I realize as I turn to face her. I can tell that she's trying to find the words to say, like she's deciding exactly what to say. I want to help her, but then again I know that this is something she has to do on her own.

She doesn't answer so I say her name again, a little louder this time. Only this time, I force her to look into my eyes.

“Max, I-I…”, she says, struggling with her words. I'm not rushing her; she can take her time.

“I’m sorry Max, I-I had my reasons”, she says as she looks down at her hands, breaking eye-contact

“Which were?”, I ask. Yes, I know I said I wouldn't rush her and I don't mean to sound impatient here, but it’s just that I really have to know… after all this time, why would she tell everyone about her Dad, everyone except me.

She stays quiet for awhile and doesn’t speak for some time. She slowly walks over to the swing and start pushing herself back and forth. I know she's trying to work up the courage to tell me something, so I just wait. After a few minutes, when I feel like I should break the silence, she begins talking.

“Ever since we were in elementary school, all you could talk about was getting out of Roswell; becoming a doctor or a lawyer or something. That was your dream. You have no idea how happy I am for you Max”, she says, smiling proudly at me, and I can’t help but smile back.

“Remember in junior high when we had our fallout? One day, you just stopped talking to me. I don’t know why… but it hurt, Max… and for a long time I thought that was just your way of moving on. You made friends with Michael and you basically ignored me for the rest of junior high like I was a leper or something. What did I do wrong Max… what made you hate me so much?”, she says. I wince at her words, look at her and stop dead in my tracks. Apparently, I was nervously walking around.

I don’t really know why I stopped talking to Liz that year, but I do know that I’ve regretted it all my life. All I know is that I never hated Liz; not even a bit.

“Liz, you didn’t do anything wrong... I-I just h-had these... these feelings for you that I didn’t know what to do with them. I guess I got scared, so I bolted. I didn’t want to have to face you all day so, I just ended it. But if it makes you feel any better I’ve been kicking myself for all these years for not realizing how much of an asshole I was back then”

A smiled creeps on her face. "Well, maybe it does a little", she says before that beautiful smile washes away again as she tries her best to go on with her explanation.

“Did you really mean all those things you said that night in the Crashdown? You know before Kyle interrupted us“, she says, looking down at the ground. I notice that I'm pacing again so I stop once more and kneel down in front of her, not caring about the obvious grass stains I would get on my pants.

“Liz, I meant every word, every action that I did that night. I loved you since the first moment I saw you... even though we were little, I knew deep inside that you would always be the one for me”, I say as I reach over and tuck a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I tried to find you a couple days after it happened, but your Mom said you had already left for New York… and a few days after that I found out that Tess had gone with you, and that she was pregnant”, she says. God, she knew about Tess… she must have thought I was the biggest jerk in the world. How did she find out anyway? I know, Roswell is a small town and word spreads fast so I shouldn't be too surprised… but damn!

“Max, I know the kind of boy you were and I knew what kind of man you wanted to be… what you are… so I knew that any hope of ‘us’ was over the day I found out. I knew you would never turn your back on your family and if Tess was pregnant, you would never leave her. I’ve loved you all through out elementary-, middle- and high school. The day I found out was the day where I put my feeling for you aside… as much as I could… and moved on with my life”, she says. I want to say something. I need to say something, but I can’t. I try to say something but she won’t allow it. I guess she really has to get the words out before they betray her and leave her with nothing.

“The day my dad died, I wanted so much to call you... to hear your voice… for you to maybe comfort me in such a way, that I felt ashamed even for thinking in such a way. You were happy in New York; I didn’t want to ruin that for you. I didn’t want you to see me as that girl, that was clingy and couldn’t...”, she says, breaking of her sentence and a small sob escapes her lips. I don’t know what else to do so I pull her out of the swing and take her into my arms.

“I… I’m sorry Max. I couldn’t bring myself to face you. Everyone insisted that I call you... but I couldn’t do it. Every time I picked up the phone, I thought about you and your dream of becoming something other than another townie. I knew that if I had called you, had you seen the state I was in, you most likely wouldn’t have gone back”

I look at her more closely now. She’s a wreck and this outburst is just the beginning… she’s given up so much in these last several years. She gave up everything just to be here with her family… and she loved me so much she didn’t want me to have to do the same thing.

“Liz, you don’t know how incredible you are... giving up on your dreams to look after your family and pursue your fathers dream rather than your own. It takes a lot of heart to do what you have done. I can understand where you were coming from, about not telling me... but I still would’ve liked to know” She pulls away from me as she thinks about the concept of telling me and then giving me a warm smile as her thoughts still raced through her mind.

“But what about Tess? I know that she hated me… it’s not like it was a big secret”, she half-laughs as I look at her more seriously as she brings up Tess. Can you blame me; I’m still furious when I think of Tess and mine’s last conversation.

It was true; Tess hated Liz with every fibre in her being. Rather than trying to be friends with Liz, or at least being civil with Liz, she openly expressed her dislike for Liz. Liz in turn tried to be friends with Tess but it didn’t work. Ultimately, Tess made me choose. At that time, I thought I was the father of her baby so I choose her. But now, I am actually glad that I’m not, because now I can see that I never loved her... that she was only a replacement of Liz.

“Liz, I’m sorry... I knew I should’ve said something to her. You’re the one I wanted; the only one I wanted… and still want”. She looks at me with tears running down her cheeks, I can’t say anything. I only want to comfort her.

“Really?”, she asks with a small tingling in her eyes as if she doesn’t quite believe it. Instead of answering her, I move closer to her and press her lips against mine, like I wanted to do since we started this conversation.

What was supposed to be a quick soft kiss grew into something more, with a swift motion we both press our bodies together in a tangle of hidden love, passion, and lust that I guess we had bottled up all these years.

“Um...Liz?”… Wait a minute, I didn’t say that!

With a sudden movement, me and Liz both pull away. Why does this keep happening? She gives me an apologetic smile, and turned to see Alex standing there. “Alex, what’s up?”, Liz questions, hiding her face from his look. I can’t get over just how cute she looks right now, almost as if we’re still in junior high or something, at least that’s how it feels.

“Um... your cousin is at the door; he says it’s important”, Alex says. At the word cousin my eyes are forced off of Liz and towards Alex, and he was dead-serious. Liz’s cousin and I have never really gotten along. I guess you could say that he was protective of her, like I was. He was like a brother and I was more a best friend… but since I wanted to be more, me and him always used to butt heads in every sense of the word.

This should be interesting.

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[Liz POV]

After Alex finally leaves us alone again, I turn back to Max. For some reason, I can’t seem to wipe this silly grin off my face. You know the one; it’s the kind a girl gets after talking to her crush in study hall or something. Only this time, we’re not in high school anymore.

“Um... will you excuse me?”, I say to Max. I’m actually kind of wondering why Sean would travel all the way across town, which is at least a thirty minute drive, to tell me something that he can do over the phone as well.

Instead of answering me, Max simply nods and lets go of my hand that he’s been holding from the moment Alex interrupted us.

That makes me think of Alex interrupting. I have to ask, do I have a sign on my back that says, please interrupt me when I’m kissing Max? I could scream; that’s how frustrating this is.

Sean… right, he’s still waiting. I start to walk back inside the house, but as I do I can feel his eyes burning into my back. Believe it or not I still have that silly grin on my face. I’m not gonna fool anyone when they ask what happened.

“Hey Sean what’s up?”, I ask as I walk towards him. The only time he comes over on his own free will is when he wants something. By the look on his face, it doesn’t look like he wants anything in particular… but he coming bearing trouble… a lot of it.

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[Kyle’s apartment]
Kyle POV


“Pam, it was nothing... I swear”. How the hell am I going to get myself out of this mess?

“Nothing?!”, she screams out in exasperation, which is pretty loud for just a petite woman like her, I might add.

“Baby, she meant nothing to me. You’re the only one I care about”. Okay, that’s not completely true but she’ll believe me; I’m a trustworthy guy, right?

I think she’s already calming down. She probably knows that she can’t live without me. Yes, no matter what, the ladies always come back for more.

“Right, now did you tell yourself that before or after you slept with her?”, she sneers. Okay, maybe I spoke a little too soon and she’s not calmed down quite yet. She doesn’t say anything right away, so I think she’s actually waiting for an answer. I mean, she can’t possibly expect an answer to that. First rule with women, never ever answer a question like that. Maybe if I don’t say anything she’ll take the hint and maybe leave or something.

“Kyle, you slept with my sister and I want an answer right now! I mean, don’t you love me at all?”, she says. Okay, was it just me or did she just say the four letter word… LOVE? Whoa, slow down woman! I never said that I loved her; I mean, I suppose I could have said it in a heat of the moment kind of thing but that doesn’t really count… right? Shit, what do I do now?

“Well, um...”, I stutter. Come on Kyle, say something. Girls see right through an act like this

“You know, I don’t know what I ever saw in you. Do us both a favor and leave me and the rest of my family the hell alone!”, she screams and I stare at her blankly as she storms off to pack some of her clothes and other belongings she has lying around here.

I should say something; you know that would make her think I feel something for her… but I can’t think of anything. Just as I’m opening my mouth, the door bell rings.

Talk about being saved by the bell.

“Don’t worry I’ll get it”, I yell as she walked, or should I say stomped, from one room to another. Still, I know that wouldn’t stop her from coming and seeing who’s at the door. Pam’s got some sort of hostess-complex.

“Tessa, h-how are you?”, I ask. She never looked more beautiful than she does right now. She’s the one that got away from me. She was, and still is, the only one for me. Too bad she’s taken. “Would you like something to drink? Water? Ice Tea?” This is the most polite I’ve been to anyone coming over to visit, aside from my Dad.

“No... no thanks… um… I actually have to talk to you, I don’t really know how to say this“, she says before she’s cut of by Pam.

“Kyle, who was at the do—“, she says, abruptly cutting off her words when she notices Tess standing in the living room. She looks at me then at Tess, and I can see that she’s stunned to see her.

“Tessa? Um... hi. How are you? How’s Max?”, Pam says, suddenly a little nervous. Ah yes, Max... the only guy that Pam couldn’t get. Believe me, she tried and tried... even up until the day of graduation. But she just got shot down every time.

“Hey Pam, I-I’m fine...”, Tess says, looking like she wants to turn around and run out of the building or something.

“You know I really need to speak to Kyle for a moment”, Tess says. I nod and start to walk her back to the patio area… that is, until Pam stops me.

“I’m sure that whatever you can say to him, you can say to me”, Pam claims. Like this is any of her damn business. Wasn’t she leaving a minute ago?

“No, I really just want to tell Kyle if that’s okay”, Tess hisses and sends an evil glance towards Pam.

“Pam this is none of your business”, I say, standing in front of Tess like I have to protect her from whatever evil plan is currently forming in Pam’s twisted mind.

“No I really want to hear this... go ahead Tessina!”, Pam shrieks. I turned to look at Tess and she simply nods, giving into Pam’s rude demands, I still think Pam needs to leave but no one ever listens to me.

“I’m pregnant”, Tess blurts out

“Okay, so...”, I say before she holds her hand up to cut me off. There was more.

“I think... I think you’re the father”, she says and it feels like time stops for a moment.

“WHAT?!!”, both Pam and I shriek in unison, causing Tess to jump with fright.

Oh my god, if I thought I was in a mess before I’m definitely screwed beyond belief now.

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[Evan’s House]
Sean’s POV


Man, I haven’t been here in ages... not since we were little. Well, I guess that was my own choice. This is the place that Aunt Nancy told me she was at, so I guess I have to face my past sooner or later.

”Here goes nothing”, I softly whisper as I ring the doorbell and a tall attractive blond girl answers the door. She looks incredibly familiar… oh right, Isabel.

“Isabel Evans”, I smile as she looks at me confused for a moment or two while she’s taking in my features.

When she smiles, I feel relieved. “Sean!”, she practically exclaims and rushes out to hug me.

“Wow, it’s been what…?”, she says, standing there, looking at me for a few seconds before I finished the sentence for her.

“…A very long time”, I say and she nods in agreement.

“What are you doing here? I hardly think you came over to talk to Max?”, she says. I smirk and shake my head. We both know that Max and I aren’t on the best of terms, even after all this time. We just don’t get along.

“No, actually I’m looking for Liz... her mom said she was here”, I say and Isabel steps aside to let me in. I have to say I wasn’t looking forward to actually coming in here but when I see Alex, Maria and Michael sitting there, we start talking a bit and I ask Alex to bring Liz in for me. I don’t want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

“So, what are you now? What ranking?”, Michael asks. I forgot how much he was into all this military government stuff.

“I just got re-ranked to Staff Sergeant”, I say with a smile as he nods in approval. It’s not that long after, that Liz entered the house.

“There’s my favorite cousin”, I beam as I get up to hug her.

She rolls her eyes in a way that always makes me laugh, “I’m your only cousin...what’s up?”

“Um... can we talk outside for a minute?”, I ask. She nods and I let her lead the way.

“It was nice seeing you again Mr. and Mrs. Evans, Isabel, Alice, Michael and Maria”, I say, watching Alex give me a fake evil glare as the rest of them waved goodbye. It’s always fun to tease Alex and I’m not in a hurry to grow up just yet.

“Oh, and give my love to Max will you”, I smirk as Liz drags me out the door, which I didn’t know that a very petite woman like her could do with such force.

Once we’re outside, she looks at me, curious to what I was really doing here.

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[Liz POV]

“Your mom called me and said that she’s going to need some help at the Crashdown for the next few weeks. And me being the very dedicated cousin that I am…”, he grins, completely showing off. That’s what Sean Johnson does best. Sometimes I worry about his over bearing ego.

“I just went over to talk to Aunt Nancy about the things I had to do, and get some stuff for tomorrows shift… but I need the keys to the café and she told me that you have them”, he says. Is he for serious? Since when does he volunteer to work for me? The last time he did this was in his freshman year at UNM and even that didn’t last longer than a day or two; he was always going to all the cool parties on campus.

He obviously notices my scepticism. “So, I’m going to help you take care of the diner... because I know you have that reunion thing next Friday, So... I’m helping out, if that’s okay”, he says. I look at him more closely now. Is he for real? He really seems to wants to help out. Well, if he wants to help, I am in no position to turn him down.

“What about your job?”, I ask

“I need to take up some vacation time and, as of today, I’m officially on vacation for the next two months… that is unless your mom needs me to stay longer”, he says. I sigh, reach into my pocket and retrieve a small key ring with four keys and quickly tell him what each one was for.

“Oh, and Nancy said for me to tell you she’s okay, and that nothing serious happened at the hospital—and that she will talk to you tomorrow. She’s catching up on some sleep while my mom helps looking after the café for the rest of today”, he says. Well thank God she’s okay… although I can’t shake this feeling that she’s not doing as great as she leads me to believe. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow.

“Thanks Sean. Be there ten am sharp… and please, try not to be late”, I half plead as he nods and starts to walk back to his car.

I haven’t seen him since he got back from his leave in Germany last spring, and even when he’s in town, he’s still a stranger, even to his family. The only thing I know about him, is that him and his aunt are the only family besides my mom that I have left.

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[Alex POV]

“No kidding, yes I’ll be there. Okay see you soon!”, I say, hanging up the phone and walking back into the main living room where everyone was at. Liz had just walked back into the house the exact same time that Max came inside again.

Those two really think nobody notices the lusty stare they give each other. Hell, they couldn’t be more obvious if they started making out right here. On the other hand, with those two, you never know what’s going on.

“Isabel, you will never guess who I just talked to—“, I say. She looks at me blankly as she tries to comprehend for a second to what I’m getting at.

“Justin Bradley from high school. We used to play together in school. Well, he got in contact with me through the school information and he says that The Whit’s are going to be playing at the reunion on Saturday, and he wants me to play with them” She’s beaming now; she knows how much I love music and playing. And when I’m excited, she gets excited. It’s one of the things I love about her.

“Oh, honey I’m so happy for you... looks like a lot of good news is happening today”, she says. Everyone suddenly looks at us with curious and confused expressions. Right, they don’t know about the pregnancy thing yet.

I quickly change the subject. “Maria, Bradley also asked for you. The lead singer isn’t coming to the event and we need someone to fill in his shoes. I suppose I can sing a little but you can sing way better than anyone in this room”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that…“, Maria starts before Liz gives her a small shove in the side. Maria looks at Liz for a second and then turns back at me. “That would be great Alex... can’t wait to get started”, she corrects herself as she smiles and gets up to give me a hug.

“No problem Maria”, I say. Everyone here knows that she went to LA to live her dream of becoming a singer, but no one really knows the real reason to why she came back.

I look at her more closely as she walks back to the couch, but instead of sitting next to Liz once more, she sits next to Michael. I’m happy for them, maybe now they’ll get the ending they finally deserved.

My eyes drift back to my lovely wife who was still glowing, but not to everyone else… only to me as I’m the only one who knows the even-better news so far. I’m going to be a father, and I can’t be happier than I am at this very moment.

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[Diane POV]

“Phillip I didn’t invite Liz over so she could be interrogated by Max. When we decided to have this get-together, this was the last thing I had expected to happen. I just wanted them to spend more time together—they obviously like each other, and I thought with a motherly push that I might finally get them together”, I say as I sit on the edge on our bed. He comes up behind me and pulled me into his arms.

“I know honey, but they just have to work this out on their own. You just had them in your best interest, everyone knows that”, he says. I smile as I lay against my husband’s chest, I know he’s right. If by chance those two want to get together then so be it, but if not I will not try and force it again.

“I love you”, I whisper.

“I love you too...”, he says as he kiss the top of my head as we kissed once more before returning back downstairs where everyone seems to be laughing and talking about old times. Maybe organizing this little get-together wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

“Is everyone ready to eat?”, I say as I enter the room and all the males rushed to the kitchen while the girls laugh, myself included. Boys will always be boys.

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[Evans’s Home 10:30PM]
[Max POV]


Today went a lot better than I expected, with the exception of Sean coming to the house. Liz more than made up for everything just by being there. My parent went to bed around nine o’clock, but the rest of us all went outside and talked about everything we’ve been up to.

Maria made her signature ‘Margarita Salt berry-vodka surprise drink’ . In high school, we used to drink these once a year; the night before we were supposed to go back to school. We would all gather at the Crashdown to have one last ‘summer break’-party before going back to school the next morning. I guess you can say it was a tradition in our books.

The girls put on the sound system outside and started to dance. That is, the girls started to dance. The guys just watched. Don’t get me wrong, I can dance… I just like watching Liz dance, but I still have no idea what I’m going to do about the whole Liz situation.

I also notice that Liz is already on her third drink, which is never a good sign in her books; Liz gets drunk extremely fast. After the third song, Maria went back to talk to Michael leaving Liz alone in the middle on the courtyard. That is until she grabbed my hand.

“Max, dance with me?”, she asks. I hesitate at first but when a familiar song picked up the beat, an eager grin flashes over my face.

Switch
Alright ready
Come on man, this is what I do
Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go
Nah, he over here
Yeah, I heard he got that hot new thing
It's called "Switch" (switch)
Let's get it going


[chorus]
Hey switch, turn it over and hit it
Turn around, now switch
Turn it over and hit it

Hey, vibe to vibe a second, it's a club girl why you arrived naked
Hear that, how the veteran glide the record
But don't download, go out and buy the record
Hey, something sexy bout her
Girl on the floor, all her friends around her
I mean real clean, ain't gotta touch or nothing
It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something
I'm just a sucker for a hot track
Gimme a drink and a chick to tell 'Stop that'
Dance is a hop and a clap, flip it round
Now bring it on back, break it down
Now switch


The way that her body moves into mine sends everything inside of me on fire. I never want this dance to end. Damn, I always thought Parker couldn't dance, even to this beat. The way her hips are moving, it made me groan with anticipation.

[chorus]

Uh uh uh
I gotta question, I need to ask somebody
Why is it that when y'all see me at the party
Y'all be looking like, "Ooh, he a movie star
He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody"
But oh wait, whoa, y'all forgetting
When I was, amateur spitting before the scripts were written
First one in, last one out the club
Bursting in, passing out in the club
Back at it, this cat is the wit and the charm
Taking you higher, like a syringe hittin' ya arm
Bringing the fire, making your Benz ring the alarm
Let me see you clap, spin baby, come on
Switch

[chorus]


God... she will be the end of me. If this song doesn't end soon she is going to be in for a really 'BIG' surprise if she keeps rubbing into me like that. Damn, it feels so good and yet it's so wrong. I still can't keep a smile off my face though. I can tell she's enjoying it as much as I do.

Oh, you just gonna stand there, huh
What you too cute to dance, or you scared

It ain't really that hard to do and
I aint trying to be in love with you and
All I wanted was a moment or two to
See if you could do that switch-a-roo and
Shut your mouth fool, get your crew and
The thick body and the rear one too and
I'll be right hear waiting on you to
See if y'all can do that switch-a-roo

Hey, hey


That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama
That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama
That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama
That's what I'm talking bout, switch


I wanted to keep repeating the words... 'Do that thing mama' as Liz grinded her hips into me. It definitely seems to fit her in this moment. Now this is definitely a song that’s going on my Ipod!

[chorus]

It’s like I’ve been hypnotized the moment the song ends; I just stand there looking at her, trying to control my breathing. The way her body rubbed unconsciously into mine left a stinging feeling inside my stomach. Who ever knew Liz Parker could dance like that? My eyes quickly go back to Liz and I see her pouring her fifth drink down her throat. Oh crap!

When I walk over to her, she can’t even stand up and she starts to laugh uncontrollably. Oh yeah, she’s wasted. “Maybe I should get her home”, Maria suggests as she frowns at her friend. She offered Michael a sympathetic to indicate that it has nothing to do with him.

“No, Maria—I’ll take her home...its okay”, I offer. Maria knows I would never take advantage of Liz in a state like this and she smiled at me, grateful that I would do this for her. But I have to admit, it’s also a little for me; I want to make sure Liz gets home safely and every minute I could spend with her tonight, I’d take.

“Are you sure?”, she asks. I guess she want to make sure, but if I would tell her no now, she’d probably slap me in the face.

“Yeah, it’s cool. C’mon Liz”, I say as I reach for her and grab… air. I look towards where she was standing and watch her walking to the back of the yard. I have to run to catch up with her.

“No Lizzie, it’s this way”, I say as I take her hand in mine and turn her body to walk the other way.

“Oh Maxie! There you are... I was looking for you!”, she laughs in a drunken voice.

“Good luck with her Max”, Michael shouts as me and Liz walk into the house. I don’t need to look at him to see the smirk that’s on his face right now.

I have to steady her before we walk outside to my truck. She wobbles a bit and I guided her to sit down in the passenger seat.

“Liz which way is your apartment?”, I ask but she doesn’t even seem to hear. She’s not paying any attention to me… at the moment, she’s too fascinated with the radio stations, switching them back and forth.

“Liz?” I question again.

“That way”, she points in front of me where there’s not even a street.

Okay, that was a big help. I reach for her purse and she doesn’t even seem to notice. I pull out her wallet and read the address on her driver’s license. Huh, it’s only a block away from my house.

After strapping her securely unto her seatbelt, we started to drive and she start to sing to the songs on the radio at the top of her lungs and laughs every time she messes up the words.

“Okay, Liz we’re here...”, I say, taking the keys from her purse. She tries to get out of the truck by herself but she failed; she forgot to take off her seatbelt, but that didn’t stop her from trying.
When I released the seatbelt, she falls into my arms and the two of us walk to the door.

“This is a pretty house, Max... pretty”, she laughs as I try to hold her up.

“Yep, it’s pretty Liz. C’mon lets get you inside...”, I say. Deciding that it’d probably be safer if she didn’t walk up the stairs herself, I pick her up and carry her inside the house.

“My room!”, she yells, at the top of her lungs I might add once we arrive upstairs. I gently put her down. I just watch as she kicks off her shoes and throws them across the room, not hitting anything breakable by some miracle, and proceeds to take off her shirt.

“Max, you have pretty eyes”, she says with a smile. I try not to laugh; I’ve never got that comment before.

“Do you want me Max?”, she asks and before I know it her arms are wrapped around my neck, and her lips are pressed on mine. If only she wasn’t so completely drunk … but right now… no, I could never do that to Liz.

“No Liz... not this way”, I pull free of her grasp and she walks around the room a bit before falling onto her bed.

“I’m going to be alone forever. You don’t want me... Kyle doesn’t want me. Maybe he was right. Maybe I’m just a slut”, she says. I wince at the words that came out of her mouth and I sit down next to her and comfortly wrap my arms around her.

“Liz honey, you’re not a slut... you’re a beautiful intelligent woman with everything this world has to offer. Don’t let anyone tell you any different”, I say. I think I’m going to pay a little visit to Kyle Valenti and give him a piece of my mind.

That may be one of the reasons to why she looks so broken. I make sure she’s tucked into bed, and she’s alright before leaving, until her voice stops me.

“Max... don’t go... please...”, she pleads, which stops me dead in my tracks. I turn around, kick off my shoes and get into bed with her... fully clothed of course, and pulled her against me as she mumbles into my chest.

“I love you Max... I always have and I always will”, she mumbles before she goes straight to sleep, leaving me alone with my thoughts about what she just said. All this time, she loved me. Will she remember any of this is the morning? Should I leave?

I have no idea.

TBC

* Song used: Switch by Will Smith <-- Click the link to see the video--if you don't already know the song

Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 10:03 pm
by POM
A/N:

My last stop of the evening of dropping off this new part, As you all might have heard Drogyn has been in the hospital for the past week, and I can't complain didn't have time to do my story. I don't blame him...Take care of yourself Andre, then worry about us...but on the side note, I called in a favor from a friend and she betaed this chapter for me.


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Chapter 12: You’re Beautiful, it’s true

[Liz’ House 8:00AM]

Max’s POV


Waking up this morning was different; I didn’t have a normal night to tell you the truth. I couldn’t sleep knowing that the amazing Liz Parker was asleep in my arms. Her words still rang in my ears. I wonder what a jerk like Kyle Valenti was still doing with Liz for all these years. But then again, I was still with Tess.

I wonder if this was the way things were supposed to happen, we were supposed to believe we were in love with them, so they could break our hearts so we could find each other. Maybe...It does sound reasonable.

I read the clock it read 8AM, I knew I should get up...but I couldn’t bring myself to. Anyways I wasn’t supposed to be at the hospital until 11:30; Liz should be awake by then. There’s no reason why she shouldn’t, she didn’t drink that much.

The phone rings but it doesn’t stir Liz one bit. I wonder how much of a deep sleeper she is? A marching band could probably play beside her and she still wouldn’t wake. Is that a good or a bad thing? I don’t know really, I guess I’ll find out with time.

The machine picks up and it’s Sean, asking where she was. She was supposed to be there an hour ago. Shit. I cursed as I quickly got up from the bed just as he hung up the phone. But wait what am I suppose to do, I would cover for her myself but I can’t. I have to work at the hospital, but I can call in a favor, but whom exactly?

It took me a moment to think then came up with the perfect person, who I knew wouldn’t let Liz or myself down, but I did know for sure that I would be in his debt, a big debt. I wasn’t doing this for Sean but for Liz.

Dialing the familiar number and it only took a couple rings to hear the voice on the other line.
“Morning, Look its Max and I need a really big favor...” I smirked because I had a feeling I was going to be paying for this for a really long time.


[Liz POV--10AM]

If there was ever a day I hated sunlight, today would be the day. It took me a good two minutes just to open my eyes, and boy was I sorry once I did.

“Oh, why are the curtains open?” I whined as I threw the covers over my head. Mainly because I thought I was alone, well that was until the memories of last night came flooding back to me.

“God, why the hell did I have to drink? I should have took those freaking’ chaser pills Maria took last time.” My head was throbbing like someone was hitting a drum.

I looked at the clock it was mid morning, I was supposed to help Sean open. At least I think so. I do know that I was supposed to work today, but the throbbing in my head is not helping me concentrate right now.

“I should get up.” I whispered to myself, because even my own voice hurt my head. As my legs reached the ground, I noticed that I didn’t have a shirt on but still in my jeans from the night before.

I stood up only to fall back on the bed.

“Just how much did I drink last night?” Thinking that I’m alone only to hear a voice that I didn’t somewhat expect to hear in my room.

“Oh, about five of Maria’s Margaritas.” I winced and shielding my eyes from the sunlight that was cascading through the blinds. This is why the curtains should be closed.

“Max?” I wanted to make sure he was really here or if I was dreaming.
He came closer to me carrying a tray.

“I made you breakfast, or should I say brunch?” He laughed as he placed it on the table besides the bed and helped me back in bed.

I was about to question him being here until I remembered that I asked him to stay last night—and that I was all over him, I tried to hide my sudden embarrassment. Which, by the why was really hard.

“Max, you didn’t have to stay—I-I mean, if I-said anything...Damn it! I knew I shouldn’t have drank any of those stupid margaritas.”

He laughed as he came closer to me, and handed me two aspirins and bottled water. He looked so relaxed, almost as if he wanted to be here, and he wasn’t just doing this simply for the fact that I was drunk.

I smiled at him sweetly, as he came and sat down next to me on the bed.

“Thank you Max but you didn’t have to go through all this trouble.” I wanted to make sure he knew that I wasn’t always going to be like this.

He held his fingertips to my lips, just that slight touch made me shiver and I wanted my lips pressed against his, but the throbbing in my head stopped that thought quickly.

“...Don’t worry about it, if there’s anyone worth going through all this for...it’s you Liz.” He is so sweet...who really goes through all this trouble for one girl. Really, does a guy of this nature really exist?

“Really?” I asked as I tried my best to keep that silly little school girl grin off my face.

“Yeah.” He whispered as he swept his thumb against my cheek, we had a small moment. Lost in a world of our own but Max quickly changed the subject before things got a little out of hand, and he knew that I wasn’t up for anything quite yet.

Glancing at the clock again, I quickly stiffened up, and silently cursed to myself in being that stupid.

“Don’t worry about your shift” Max spoke up rather quickly.

“How did you know I was thinking about my shift?” I was curious to figure out if he was psychic or not.

“Earlier Sean called, saying that you were late for your shift today. I knew you wouldn’t be up for it, so I called in a favor. I would’ve gone myself but I have to work at the hospital, and working with Sean probably isn’t the best thing to do.” I smirked knowing what he meant, but wanted to know his reason behind it.

“And if you didn’t have to work would you’ve gone?” I asked eagerly.

“Without a hesitation.”

“Why? You can’t stand Sean.”

“I’d do it for you; I’d do anything for you.” I felt my cheeks blush a crimson red; no one has ever told me that before.

I closed my eyes as his hand cupped my cheek and the smoothness of his fingertips against my skin sent me overboard. I wanted to sink more into his touch, and let his hand reek havoc on me.

But I couldn’t because my head was still pounding like a sledge hammer crashing into my skull.

“You have no idea how bad I want to kiss you right now, but my head won’t allow me to.” I laughed as he motioned towards me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

I brushed his bangs out of his eyes and touched the side of his face as my fingers ran slightly down his neck and rested on his chest.

“Thank you, Max. You really didn’t have to go through all this trouble just for me, I could—“ He cut me off as his fingertips rested against my lips, and that quickly shut me up, not because he wanted to talk but because of his touch. I don’t know how else to describe it.
“Liz, don’t worry about it, you’re worth it. You will always be worth it. Now get some rest, and I’ll give you a call later. Don’t worry about work or Sean just go in when you feel better. I really wish I could stay but I can’t, I have to be in the hospital in about an hour or so. I’ll call you. I promise.” And with that he kissed my forehead and then my lips. I wanted him to stay and kiss me forever, but I knew that was impossible.

“Bye Max.” I whispered as he left the room, he didn’t turn back to mainly because my eyes started to drift close again, letting my sleep consume me and I still had a silly foolish grin on my face, and was half glad he didn’t turn to wave to me. That would’ve been embarrassing.


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[The Crash down 12:30 PM]

Alex POV


Alex c’mon you can do this...only a little while longer...remember you’re doing this for Liz. You’re best friend Liz Parker that’s been through so much, and you haven’t been around for a really long time. This is how you can make it up to her. Just try to ignore Sean as best as you can.

“Hey Alice in Wonderland...Stop day dreaming, these orders aren’t going to serve themselves.” I cringed, hey I can’t help it, that’s like the fifth time he told me that just within the past hour.

I’m going to hit him, I swear...wait, but think about Liz—it’s her cousin. But then again I’m sure she won’t mind. It’s not like they’re really close, and it’s not like I’m going to knock him into next year.

“Hey Alice, do I have to go all Mad Hatter on you to get you over here?” Damn it!! This is going to be a long day.

“Shove it Sean, will ya? This place is packed. I can’t be in five places at once.” He held his hands in surrender and shrugged it off and returned to taking orders.
Great just what I need, I noticed at the door was none other than Michael, Maria, and some girl I’ve never seen before. But I think the heat I would get from Michael and Maria would be enough for one afternoon.

Now, I am really glad that I stuck to my guns and didn’t wear the traditional uniform and settled for just a T-shirt, and Sean trying to bully me into it, which was Liz’s uniform by the way.

“Hi, welcome to the Crashdown. Table or Booth?” I asked with a friendly smile on my face, it was a routine but still tried to make it as genuine as I possibly could.

I watched as they desperately tried to stifle their laughter but failed horribly, and to make matters worse we hadn’t moved an inch, and they didn’t answer my question.

So I had to repeat myself, “I’m sorry, now did you want to be seated in a Table or a Booth?”

“Booth please.” The petite brunette told me as Michael and Maria couldn’t bring their voices to answer, I was glad for it because who knows how long we could’ve been standing there. With Michael and Maria combined it was hard to say.

“Alex, what are you doing here?” I waited until they were seated to answer Maria’s question.

“Well, Liz still has a bit of a hangover from last night, so Max called me this morning and practically begged me to do this favor for him. I don’t know when she’s coming in, the longest I can stay is until three. Which I’ve been meaning to tell you, the band wants to get together with you to go over some material for the performance. It’s going to be at five at Johnny’s house, I’ll give you the address a bit later.”

“That sounds cool.” Maria nodded as she looked at the menu.

“’Ria aren’t you going to introduce us?” I was about to ask the same question. Who was this woman that looked somewhat similar to our Lizzy.
“Oh, I’m sorry guys, where’s my manners?” She quickly straightened up as Michael smirked at her sudden wanting to be formal.

“Miss Serena Twilight, this is my best friend of 17 years. Mr. Alexander Charles Whitman. But we all call him Alex.” Why did she have to use my full name?

“Alex, this is Serena Twilight. She works with Liz and I down at the hospital, we’ve been friends for the past seven years.” She extends her hand to me, and I gladly take it, and smile friendly.

“Nice to meet you, but Maria we’ve actually been friends for 19 years.” I remember it...it was when Max was trying to convince me not to get involved with girls.

“No, you’re wrong Alex. I think I would remember.” Is she kidding me?

“It was nineteen years.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Yes. It was.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No, it wasn’t. You didn’t talk to Liz or myself until the Sixth grade—in Mrs. Peacocks Homeroom Class.” What?! No we didn’t, I didn’t even have her.

“What are you talking about it was in Fourth Grade—I remember because I was forced to sit in between both you and Liz and you two wouldn’t shut up about how cute you guys thought that Kirk Cameron was on Growing Pains and was going through your Punky Brewster fazes.”

It took her a moment to think about this...and then it clicks in her head and it’s almost as if a light bulb went off.

“Hey you’re right.”

“Thank you...” I sighed just as Sean was coming over.

“Alice, stops jibber jabbing, and get back to work will ya?” I just looked at him as he walked away from the table causing Michael to start laughing again.

“Shut up will you...” I indicated to Michael and he silently asked what he was doing wrong but I had no intentions of answering him.

“Now, what can I get you guys?”

“Cokes all around.Now do you have any specials today?” I rolled my eyes; she knows the specials she works here.

“Maria, you know what they are—you work here for god’s sake.”

“You never know they would’ve or could’ve changed.”

“Overnight?” I sighed as she didn’t budge.

“Just order, will you?”

Max owes me so big; he’s going to be wishing he never asked me for this favor to begin with. This is not how I pictured spending my vacation.
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[Roswell Hospital 1:00PM]

Max POV


Ahh...intern season, just what I need. Fresh young faces all dying to be doctors, and trying anything to get that accomplished. I’ve done that, and been there and nothing gets past me. I assigned all the Residents a small group of interns, but a couple people called in sick and from what it looks like I got stuck with the Double Mint Triplets that just got out of Barbie Ville. And trying to get them focused on the patients and off of me has been challenging in itself. I’m just glad that whenever I need a break or something, I can just hand them off for a bit.

But that motion never lasts long, this is going to be a very, very long day to tell you the truth.

“Dr. Evans, I don’t mean to get personal but, I noticed that you’re not wearing a ring. So, um...since you’re not married I was wondering if you were seeing someone.” Is she trying to pick up on me? Do I look that desperate?

“If you’re not, I can definitely see us working one on one, if you know what I mean.” Now, she’s trying to seduce me. Where does this girl come off? I’m looking at not only the girl talking to me, but all the girls surrounding me and they all have the same look in their eyes. This has to stop. I’m not even attracted to them, it feels like my sister is trying to hit on me. That alone says a thousand words.

“Baker, I suggest you keep your mind on the patients rather than fantasize on something that will never be.” I made sure to tell her strongly and firmly to let her know that I wasn’t messing around. This was my job and I wasn’t going to lose it just because some Barbie bimbo wants to get laid.

“Listen, all of you. This is not medical school; this is real life and death situations. Real people are going to put their lives in your hands. You all need to get focused on the tasks at hand here. This is not a game, and I shouldn’t have to be telling any of you this. Get your minds out of the clouds, this is reality whether you like or not, this is what it is. It’s either going to make you or break you. Get with it.”

I feel like I’m going to pull out my hair on pure craziness. Is this what my life has become...giving lectures to doctor wannabes?

‘Paging Doctor Evans to floor six, paging Doctor Evans to floor Six’ the intercom rang around the hospital and I felt that someone was finally on my side for once.

When I started to move to the elevator they followed me. I stopped and turned around. “Wait...” I motioned for them to stop.
“Hey Doug, keep an eye on them for me while they continue their rounds.” The smile that beamed on his face was priceless. He looked at the new interns that were surrounding me, and agreed with a quick yes, without another word the girls followed him and quickly forgot about me.

Which I was extremely thankful for, and made my ways to floor six to get the lab results for a patient back in the ER when my phone rang.

Just by the ring tone I was hesitate to pick up mainly because I knew the person on the other line and I knew I would be in for it if I didn’t pick up the phone.

“Hello Isabel.” I wondered what her question would be, but when she answered I noticed that her voice echoed a bit. Speaker…she had me on the speaker.

“Maxi...I’m really glad you picked up I had a feeling you wouldn’t.” I know the feeling and I hate when she calls me that.

And just when I was about to answer another familiar voice popped up.

“Hello honey how’s working going?” This day just keeps getting better.

“Mom, you’re with Isabel. Great.” I muttered the last part, but my mom still caught it.

“What’s that dear?” Shit...c’mon Evans quick.

“It’s great that you two are spending time together did you guys go shopping?” When is this conversation going to end?

“Yes. How did you know that?” They both say in unison.

“It was just a hunch. Look, was there something you wanted to ask me, because I’m kind of busy. You know being a doctor and all.”

“Right, sorry...I was wondering if you were doing anything tonight.”

“Not that I know of.”

“Good.” Okay, I’m not sure where she’s going with this but it’s not like I’m going to know until she continues which she isn’t.

“Okay, what’s good Isabel?” Continue please.

Still nothing...right now I really hope she’s the one driving because I can hear muffled car sounds in the background, at least if she were driving she would have an excuse to this entire conversation.

“Is, I need you to speak in complete sentences.” I gently tell told her as I walked past the front desk and further down the walkway so I wouldn’t disturb anyone.

“Right, sorry. I was just wondering if you could come over to Mom and Dad’s house for dinner tonight. It would really mean a lot to Alex and me.” I could sense the eagerness in her voice, and even though she is my sister and I love her, I honestly couldn’t make any promises.

“I’m not sure is, but I’m going to try.” God please let her accept that answer, and don’t freak.

“That’s good enough Max, but don’t worry if you can’t. Your work is very important, I will understand.” Whoa, where did that come from? Where did my sister go?

...but hey I’m not complaining.

“Max, you should bring that cute Liz Parker by, I’m sure your father and I would like to see her again.”

Great I almost made it to the end of the conversation without bring up Liz. I was to busy thinking...I didn’t answer her.

“Max? Honey? You still there?”

“Yeah Mom...I’ll see. I think she has to work but I’ll get back to you okay?” What?! Don’t tell her that...hang up Max...Hang up...!

“I have to go guys. Love you, bye.” I quickly hung up before they could object. And partly so they couldn’t get the chance to bring up Liz again.

I started to make my way to the front desk when I recognized a familiar voice talking in one of the examination rooms.

I looked at the familiar face as well as voice until we were close enough to speak. I noticed she was talking on the phone.

“Hey Liz, you must be busy—that’s why you’re not picking up your phone but I just wanted to let you know that I’m fine, I’ll be back at the Crashdown in an hour or so. I really hope Sean isn’t wreaking havoc over the place. I love you and I can’t wait to see you tonight. Bye.” I quietly knocked on the door as she snapped the phone shut. This was met with a nervous smile in return.

“Max?” So she does remember me.

“Nancy, you’re a patient here?” I asked in curiosity to what she was doing in the Chemo therapy section of the hospital, but I didn’t ask that.
“I didn’t know you worked here. Liz hasn’t told me anything. But then again...I haven’t talked to her, so I guess I wouldn’t know that either way.” I noticed as she smiled and covered her mouth with her hand, she realized that in a sense I knew what she was doing here it was only a little bit obvious.

Her voice more shaken then before as she started to speak.

“Max, please don’t tell Liz...that I’m here, I haven’t had a chance to talk to her yet. I want her to hear it from me.” There was a silent plea in her eyes, growing up you could always see that sparkle in Mrs. Parker’s eyes and now that I look into them I notice that that same sparkle was gone.

It was heart breaking to see her like this, but then again it wasn’t my secret to tell it was hers.

With a silent nod from myself I knew that this whole experience was getting to her, and even though I didn’t know her diagnosis I thought of her more as a friend, rather than just another patient

“Thank you, Max.”

“Don’t worry Mrs. Parker, I won’t tell Liz.” She smiled and nodded because I had hoped that she trusted me.

In a way, I was glad that she didn’t tell me, partly for when Liz asks me, I can honestly tell her that I didn’t know. Lying to Liz was the last thing I will attempt to do.

“I know Maxwell and thank you.” She offered me a small smile, and I nodded and walked out of the room and back to the front desk, to finish what I came up here to do.

“Hello Ann...I believe you have something for me.” She smiled warmly as she handed me a manila folder.

Only an hour later I saw Nancy leaving the hospital and only hoped the best would happen. Maybe I needed to be there for Liz tonight, rather than with my sister.

I don’t know.

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[The crash down 3:00PM]

Seans POV


“Oh, look who decided to join us today…if it isn’t Liz Parker. Who was supposed to be here like seven hours ago? How is Maxi doing?” I know I’m immature, but hey I’ve been here since seven in the morning. I’m itching to get out of here.

“Shut up Sean. I’m here aren’t I? Unless you want me to go back home.” That made me shut up.

“No Liz, I’m sorry. I’ll behave. I promise.” Okay now I’m pathetic because I’m begging.

“You really are a jerk, you know that Sean?” She playfully shoves me as I hug her.

“Yeah, but you still love me. Besides I really want to get out of here.” She giggles as we both turn to the door opening.

The loveliest vision of a goddess came into the room, and it was the same girl from this afternoon that was talking to Alex, and was with Maria and Michael during the lunch rush today. But this time she was alone.

“Serena, what are you doing here?” I heard Liz question behind me, but I was glad that at least I knew her name.

‘Serena’. I was almost singing it like in west side story, but instead of using the name of Maria I was singing... ‘Serena’ it was magical even.

I nudged Liz, to get her attention.

“Liz, aren’t you going to introduce us?” She gave me a sharp glance and smiled over to ‘Serena’.

Yes I’m still singing her name in my head.

“Ser, excuse my ill fully rude cousin.” I smiled as she giggled and blushed. This was a good sign.

“Sean this is Serena—Serena, Sean.” She’s even more beautiful up close. Why are my hands sweating? This never happened before...not even with Tess. Oh God, Tess I forgot all about her. Shit.

“Are you alright?” Serena and Liz ask me in unison—double shit!

“Um, sure.” I shrugged. “Everything’s just fine. Actually Liz, I totally forgot that Aunt Nancy is upstairs she wanted to talk to you.”

“Okay, but who’s going to help the customers?” Smart...no wonder why she was a straight A student in school.

“It’s okay, I can help out.” Serena answers before I can reply.

“And I can stay a bit longer.” I answered, well tried my best to get the words out of my mouth before I had a chance to stop myself.

“Didn’t you say like two minutes ago that you wanted to go home?” Does she always have to be this way I’m trying to do her a favor?

“Yeah, but I can change my mind can’t I? I’m not staying all night...just go talk to your Mom we’ll be fine.” I told her and I gave her a helpful shove to the backroom.

Turning back to Serena—“Where do you want to start?” She smiled at me and picked up an apron and started to take orders.

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Liz POV

I rolled my eyes as Sean pushed me in the backroom, was it just me or did I sense a bit of attraction between them. I started to make my way upstairs when my cell went off, I was hesitating to pick up but I was glad once I did.

“Hello Gorgeous.” I smiled at his tone and felt my cheeks blush. I’ve never had that reaction over the phone.

“Hey yourself, how’s your day going?”

“Oh, it’s intern season. It’s really the best time of the year.” I laughed at his sarcasm.

“But how are you feeling.”

“I-I’m great and my migraine went away, so now I’m wonderful.” But I’m only wonderful when I’m talking or around him. But I can’t tell him that.

“That’s good to hear.” He sounds amazing.

“I’m in between breaks and the double mint Triplets are getting on my nerves.” I can tell he’s a bit stressed.

“Double Mint Triplets? Interns...?” I dared to ask.

“Yep.” was all the answer he gave me, and I didn’t pry to ask more.

“What time do you get off?” What? You’re not his girlfriend, you can’t ask him that...Shit! I cringed to see what his reply would be.
“You want to know what time I get off?” I could sense he was enjoying this.

“I was wondering that’s all.” I smiled knowing that he wasn’t going to freak out.

“Well, if you must know at six and only three hours and counting.” I laughed at his not wanting to be there, I would’ve picked him to be a work-a-holic or something in that sense.

“That’s good, maybe you can come by later?” Liz...Stop leading him on...

“Maybe...but it won’t be until probably ten, I have to have dinner at my parent’s house. You’re invited if you want.” Awe...that’s sweet of him, but I can’t.

“I-I’d really love to Max, but I can’t I have to close tonight.”

“I figured as much, don’t worry they won’t be disappointed, but I can still come by and see you right?”

“Right.” I smiled over the phone.

“I’m looking forward to it Miss Parker. I just called to see how you doing.” I can’t believe he actually remembered to call me, all this time when Kyle said he would call me, but he wouldn’t actually do it until two days later.

“Well, Mr. Evans I’m glad that you did so. See you at ten. Bye.”

“Bye Liz.” When I heard the dial tone I rushed upstairs the happiest I’ve been all week, and once I reached my mom and the look on her face, my bright spirit broke.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” She didn’t look like herself; I haven’t seen her in a couple days—but what a difference a couple days make.

“Lizzy, can you sit down...please.” I didn’t argue her but simply did as she said.

“Mom, tell me what’s wrong.” I almost demanded.

“The other day, when you told me to go to the doctors, I went and they found something.” Okay...what does this mean exactly?

“Found what?”

“They found a tumor in my liver, which explains my reasons to why I don’t eat, my fatigue, and my lack of energy. Over the past few days including today, the tests were returned and I can try Chemo therapy, but for the most part it’s not going to go away.”

“It won’t go away...Mom it has to...do the therapy. Mom you have to do something!! Anything.” I demanded, but I didn’t mean for it to come out so strong.

“It isn’t going to work Elizabeth.” God, she only used my full name when this was really serious.

“Mama Please.” I pleaded in almost a whisper.

“The cancer has grown double its size in the past two days. I’m still a candidate for the therapy, but not surgery. It’s inoperable” I looked into her eyes unable to see what she was really telling me.

“What does this mean?” I asked almost dead inside.

“I’m dieing Liz.” No...This can’t be...not her, not my mom...anyone but her. She’s the only family I have left.

This can’t be happening.

TBC....

Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 2:05 am
by POM
A/N:
Well...everyone I'm back with a new chapter as promised...I had a bit of what writers dread...'writers block' <--- I really hate when this happens.

But i'm not sure if everyone knows this--but in this story Nancy's illness is in dedication to my grandma. She died of the same exact kind of cancer last September--and she died two months after the doctors found the disease.

But in all my stories I like to incorpate some of my life into my stories...to make them my own. :)

I hope you all enjoy the next part :!:


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Chapter 13: That sinking feeling

[Maria POV]

“Alex, I really think we should go over exactly which songs we are going to be singing. I don’t want to sing anything cheesy or cliché.” I know that this is technically not my thing and they just asked me to be apart of this, but I just have put my two cents in here; the songs have to be decent.

“’Ria, we’ve all been going over the song selection all night. I think we are all tired right now.” I look around the room at all the guys, and they all have the same blank stare on their faces. I mean, I know that I’m pushing all them a little, but if I didn’t know any better I’d almost think they’re not in the mood for this. Well, I like things to be perfect.

“I know, I know, but I’m starting to change my mind.” Everyone groans and grunts at my comment. No, they’re definitely not in the mood.

“Maria, we aren’t changing the song choice. We just spent nearly three hours deciding on these. I’m not going to spent an additional three hours deciding on new ones. I’m sorry, but Isabel has this whole dinner planned and if I miss it, it’s not going to be pretty.”

“But I…“ I start off in my own defense.

“No buts missy!” I can’t believe he cut me off! I huff and fold my arms, act like I’m mad, and pout my bottom lip. That usually works.

“Not going to work Maria; I really have to go, but hey why don’t you stop by the Evans house. I’m guessing mrs. E is gonna to make a big dinner and I’m sure Mikey won’t mind. He never turns down a home cooked meal.” He laughs and playfully punches my arm.

“No, it’s okay. Go have your big family meal. Tell Isabel I said hi.” He nods his head in agreement. Then stops, and turns back to me in a rapid motion.

“Do you need a ride home?” I smile warmly at him. He always worries about me and Liz getting home alright. He hasn’t changed a bit.

“No, It’s fine. Michael’s suppose to pick me up.” I watch as he stands there for a moment longer and stares at me to see if I’m really telling the truth. “Okay, I’ll see you later.” He told me goodbye once more, and gave me a short hug with a kiss on the cheek in the usual Alex fashion. I missed that over the years; it’s comforting.

It’s not that long before I’m the only one in the otherwise empty bar, and I’m getting that eerie feeling. I just know deep down inside that something isn’t right. Oh well, it’s probably nothing.

“DeLuca! Maria DeLuca!” a voice echoes through the bar. I know that voice. Oh, you have got to be kidding me; you have got to be fucking kidding me! This cannot be happening.

“All these years in this small town, right where I found you last time and I thought you’d never pick up a microphone ever again. I could’ve betted my life on that fact; ten years without that happening, and now this. Well, it’s very unexpected to tell you the truth.” the voice says. I shake my head and continue to think of that voice that still haunts my dreams. This is just a dream; it’s just a figment of my ever-growing imagination. I mean, he can’t be here... God, please tell me that he isn’t here.

I finally find my voice to address him, trying desperately not sound weak or have my voice crack to have him notice that he’d affected me. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“My my, you’re still a feisty one, aren’t you?” I can feel him stepping closer to me; almost five steps, until I feel his body heat. I feel a bile rising in my throat, but I force it back.

As he reaches out for my arm, I make sure to step out of his reach, which just makes him smile with satisfaction.

“Are you still scared of me after all these years?” I’m not scared of him… okay maybe I am, but I can’t believe that bastard is still using it against me.

“Why don’t you leave me the hell alone?!” I shout at him as he continues to circle me like a vulture circles his prey.

“DeLuca, you are one hard woman to find.” he smirks as I continue to step out of his reach when he tries to take my arm again.

“I don’t belong to you; I never did. It was a mistake; when are you going to get that? Are you that dense—do you need me to spell it out for you?”

He nods at my words, I know they sting but they don’t wound him; not in the slightest. “That’s what you say now, but soon enough you’ll remember that by this contract you still belong to me.”

“I don’t belong to anyone!” I snarl through my teeth, disgusted with the low life scum bastard in front of me.

“Little Maria… I see that you’re still thinking like the naïve eighteen year old I came in contact with all those years ago.” This time I could see the determination in his eyes, and before I know what happened, he grabs a hold of both of my arms, and starts to shake me.

“Get your fucking hands off me!! Get off!!” I screamed and kicked him in the crotch. When he wails in pain, I try my best to get away and almost managed to do so before he grabs a hold of my ankle and pulls me on the floor in one solid motion.

“Calm down Barbie, calm down you know you want some more of this—you’ve missed it, just admit it.” He coaxes my hair as his body slides on top of mine in one sudden motion.

I wanna scream but I feel like I can’t breath. No, this can’t be happening again. I can feel hot tears starting to stream down my face. He starts to tear at my clothes and that’s when I finally find my voice start to scream. I try to kick him again but he holds down my arms and my legs with his body weight.

“HELP!! SOMEONE HELP!” I scream at the top of my lungs. Where’s the owner of the bar when you needed him? I’m still trying to keep the situation light in my mind so I won’t freak out completely.

“Shut up... shut up!” He shouts in my ear as he gets up and pulls my hair so I would follow him, but my legs are like Jell-O and don’t want to move.

“I said get up bitch! Get up now!” He shouts at me...now far beyond the point of furious.

“Please Billy, leave me alone. Billy please!” I cry uncontrollably, but he’s clearly determined to get what he wants. He still has a fist full of my hair in his hand, and pulls me outside to the parking lot.

“Don’t Billy me; you had your chance. Now you’re going to give me what I want.” He sneers as he slams me against the car that’s parked not that far from the building he just dragged me out of.

I try to get up, but my legs still don’t want to function. I need to get out of here; I need to get out of here now, but how?

[Michael’s POV]

**On the phone, driving in the car**

“Come on Maxwell, how should I know where Liz is? I’m not exactly the first person she contacts in situations like this. I’m like, way at the bottom of the friend list. Now, I’m already ten minutes late picking up Maria.” And if I don’t hurry up, she’s really going to stick it to me; not only for being late but for also talking on the phone.

“She doesn’t even have my cell phone number; I just got this phone today, remember.” He has it so bad for her that it’s almost funny. If you really think about it, he likes her and she obviously likes him too and yet, look at how they’re acting. Ironic, don’t you think?

“Maxwell, do you what to know what I think?” What does he mean no?

“Okay, well I’m going to tell you anyway. Why don’t you go back to the place she was, which was at work, and ask Sean where she is. I know you don’t get along with him, but I don’t see what other choice you have. I’m sure if anyone knows where she is, it’s him.”

“Maxwell, I can’t talk about this now, just go talk to Sean. I’m sure she knows where she’s at. Look I’m late already and if I’m late anymore it’s not going to be pretty.” Why is he laughing?

“Wait, why are you laughing?” I know, stupid question but I couldn’t help it... the question slipped.

“I am NOT whipped; we aren’t even together.” What? We aren’t; we’re friends.

“We aren’t... yeah, well what about you and Liz?” Yeah, that shut him up really quick. What’s that… nothing to say Maxie boy?

“Yeah, yeah... I’ll tell Isabel... Okay bye.” I hang up the phone only to see some guy drag Maria out of the bar and into an empty parking lot behind the building. What the hell? Who is he? Oh God... Maria.

I jump out of the car before I can even put the emergency break on.

“Get off her!” I shout and roughly shove the guy out of the way as I try to wake Maria out of her unconscious state. “Maria, baby can you hear me? Maria?” I try my best not to shout so I won’t startle her, because I just know that once she regains consciousness, she will freak out.

Out of the corner of my eye I see the guy run to his car and speed away. A huge part of me wants to run after him and beat the crap out of him, but I quickly push that thought aside; I have to worry about Maria right now. But there will be a time when I see him again and when I do, he’s not gonna get away so easily.

I carefully pick her up from the asphalt parking lot, wondering if I should take her to the hospital or just take her home.

[Max POV]

If there’s one guy that I really didn’t want to ask for a favor, that guy would be Sean. Seriously, me and him have never gotten along in the past, we don’t get along now and I don’t see us getting along anywhere in the near future. But he’s Liz’ only family, other than her mom and her aunt, so I suppose I’ll have to be able to at least talk to Sean if I ever want a shot with Liz, no matter how much of an ass he can be at times.

Right as I pull up to the restaurant, I notice Sean locking the doors behind him. It’s only seven o’clock, why is he closing now?

I suppose now is as good a time as any to question him. I now notice that he has noticed me and just stands there with his arms folded in front of him while I’m still sitting in my car. He looks surprisingly eager to find out what I have to say. Well, I’m not good at small talk with him, so when I get out of the car, I get straight to the point.

“Where is she?”

He smirks at me. “Why should I tell you? If Liz wanted you to know where she was, she would have called you. ”Well, I can’t dispute that logic. Problem is, when Liz doesn’t want to be found it’s nearly impossible to find her. It’s like a hidden talent of hers. But I need to know if she’s alright, I have this feeling deep down inside that something just isn’t right.

“Sean please, I need to know where she is. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, believe me.” His thin smile turns into a chuckle, and that turns into a laugh. He never did take anything serious and, apparently, that hasn’t changed. Why I thought he would start now is beyond me.

“You know back when you two were in high school, I knew you liked my weird cousin, but I never thought it would last this long.” Was I that obvious? I mean he was only two years ahead of us. How much did the party animal read into this?

“But you know what, I can see that you really care for Liz, so I’m going to give you three words: ‘old school ground’.” He then gives me a knowing that says more than a thousand words, and I was glad that, for once, he’s able to see that Liz isn’t just another girl to me.

“Treat her good Maxwell.“ Okay, I can’t say that one didn’t come as a surprise, especially combined with the handshake he gave me.

“Okay, who are you and what have you done with Sean?” I question him as he lets go of my hand and I put mine back in my pocket. For the next seconds, we’re both just standing there in awkward silence looking at each other.

“What? I’m in the military; I do have a mature side.” I’m surprised that it still exists without his commanding officer present.

As he starts to walk away, I stop him. “Sean wait... thanks man; it means a lot to me.” With a quick nod and smile he’s off to his car while I run back to my own car and started to head off to the old elementary school. Apparently, they closed it a few years back to make a new and better school, but have yet to close the old school.

[Sean POV]

After closing early with Serena, I can’t seem to get her smile out of my head. I’m accustomed with my hormones going into overdrive but not like this. Still, my thoughts are also with Liz and the way she ran out of the Crashdown this evening. That sadden look on her face concerned me enough to run upstairs and ask aunt Nancy what that was all about. After she told me what was going on with her, I understand why Liz ran out, but I also knew that she needed her space right now.

The Crashdown was nearly empty tonight and since we were short on staff, Nancy allowed us to close early, something I was thankful for after working all day. Before Serena left, I asked her out. Nothing fancy, just a casual dinner and a movie. After she gave me her number (yay me), I started to pack my things and head out the door. I was a bit surprised to see Max there, seemingly waiting for me. He probably wants to know where Liz is. I hope those two lovebirds finally hit it off. Took ‘em long enough.

After telling Max what he wants to hear, I go back to my place, intending to clean off the goo that formed on my entire body from working the grill. I honestly don’t know how Liz does this every single day. Just as I go into my room and pull the Crashdown shirt over my head, the doorbell rings, and again, and again.

“I’m coming! Hold on!” I shout as I quickly put another shirt on and start to make my way back into the living room. All this time, the doorbell keeps ringing. This person is really desperate to talk to me… who the hell could it be?

“Tess?” Well I guess that answers my question.

“Sean, I’ve been calling you all day. Where have you been?” She asks as she walks inside. I roll my eyes and groan inwardly.

“I was helping out my cousin. Why?” I don’t know when this happened but she’s really irritating right now. All those little things in my life… it’s none of her business. I look at her as I sit down on the couch. She still hasn’t said another word yet, but I know she’s going to. It’s in Tess’ nature to talk too much.

“I didn’t know you had a cousin.” Big wow there. Could it be… I don’t know… maybe because she never asked me?.

“Yeah, well there’s a lot you don’t know about me.” I roll my eyes and huff a bit, it very much doubt that it went unnoticed but I think she simply chooses to ignore it. And they say men can’t get a hint.

“We can’t all be perfect, Sean. Maybe someday I’ll get a chance to meet your family.” Okay, I’m at a loss here. Am I not being clear here or is she really that dense?

“Look Tess, why don’t you just go back to Kyle? I’m sure he’s wondering where you are right now.” I can’t be any clearer than this without physically kicking her out and shouting ‘I don’t love you anymore!’.

“But I love you; not Kyle.” She looks lost and for a second, I’m sorry to have to do this to her, but she really needs to hear what I’m about to say.

“Well, I guess you should’ve thought of that before you slept with him!” I shout a lot angrier that I intended to.

“That’s not fair!” She shouts back with as much anger and sadness. Okay, that one came as a surprise.

“What’s not fair? C’mon Tess tell me.” She doesn’t say anything.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Now, I’ve had a really long day. If there’s nothing else I suggest you leave.” I get up from where I’m sitting and open the door for her to leave.

“Leave?” The blank look on her face actually has me questioning if I speak English or some foreign language.

“Yes, as in, can you please leave my house!” This dumb blonde act really isn’t going to work on me, not anymore.

“But I thought we could work this out.” Her voice broke out in a sob. I look away and shut the door; there’s no need for the entire base to hear this.

“You’re wasting your time, Tess; there’s nothing left to work out.” What doesn’t this girl get? Do small words confuse her?

“Why can’t you give me a chance to work things out with you?” She cries with tears rolling freely down her face, but they didn’t affect me one bit… okay, maybe they do, but in no way will it work in her favor.

“Because you’re not who I thought you were. What happened to the vibrant girl that loved life, and I could trust with anything?”

“She’s right here Sean. She’s right here!” This time I look at her. This is over; I just need to make her understand that.

“No, I see a scared shitless girl, that wants to make me believe that this is the Tessina Harding that I fell in love with. For all I know, that woman is gone. Now I’d appreciate it if you left.” I open the door once more, hoping that this time she’ll get the message and walk out the fucking door. But does she do that... no!

“But I love you, with all my heart. W-what if this child is in fact yours? Then what are you going to do? Ignore us both?” She sneers at me with more anger than sadness, now that I said what I needed to say.

“First off, I highly doubt that this child is mine, but by chance that it is mine, believe me, I will step up and be a man; take my responsibilities and make sure that this baby knows his or her father, but I want nothing to do with you.” She didn’t say anything in her defense to my surprise and didn’t say anything until after several moments.

“What am I suppose to do? Where am I suppose to go?” I think I already gave her that answer a minute ago.

“Go to your beloved Kyle.” She walk to the door but pauses in the doorway and turns around.

“I thought we were stronger than this, I thought you said we could get through anything?” I sigh heavily at those words because it was true; I had said that back when things were full of hope instead of sorrow. But it’s all shot to hell now.

“You’re right, but that’s all long gone Tess... long gone.” I manage to say with a straight face. She doesn’t reply and walks out of the door and I quickly close it behind her.

“Goodbye Tess Harding. Forever.” I mutter to myself as I get my things together to jump in the shower.

[Liz POV]

My mind races as I run as fast as I can to the spot where I can always think the clearest. This can’t be happening to me. Why me? Out of all the people in the world, why does God have to pick on me? What did I ever do to him? Or should I ask, did I do enough? What am I talking about? I have no clue but hey, I’m rambling. I think I deserve a right to after tonight.

All I can think over and over again is ‘this can’t be happening to me’. For some strange reason I just can’t get that one phrase out of my head. But I think a part of me wants myself to believe that this is just some bad nightmare that is just going to go away.

At least that’s what I want to believe. I find myself looking up at the stars; watching them sparkle, and a max of anger and sadness courses through my veins.

“Why did you have to leave me?! Why did you have to leave us?! If you were still alive, mom wouldn’t be sick and I wouldn’t be stuck in this sinkhole that is now my life! Why did you have to die?! WHY?!!” I find myself letting out every frustration, every worried thought, every emotion that I held in for the past eight years.

It’s amazing that I haven’t allowed myself to feel anything for that long. Instead, I’ve just grown numb and continued to go through life with a fake smile and a lame determination, and that is just low, even for me.

This disease; this cancer is what finally woke me up, even as I sit here sobbing my heart out and trying to catch my breath, it finally hits me: ‘I’m always going to be alone, and this time it’s forever.’

Getting up carefully and wiping away my tears, I make my way to the jungle gym, climb on top on the monkey bars and hold on as I continue to look at the stars with the same blank look on my face. But as I do, I can sense that someone is looking at me.

I don’t even have to look around to see who it is; I already know. It’s the same feeling I had in high school and I was sad every time Pam Troy picked on me for looking like a boy instead of a girl. He was always there to comfort me. But this time, I’m not in the mood. I want to be alone.

“Max... not now... please.” I plead in a low tone voice, but not once do I look at him.

It’s not that I really don’t want him here; a part of me want him to stay, but can’t get myself to actually voice it. I start to climb down from where I currently am, and I know his eyes are on me the entire time.

“Liz wait, please?” he pleads with me as he holds my arm, preventing me from leaving.

Again, I feel hot tears running down my cheeks. “Max, I can’t... I can’t…” But the words won’t even come out, instead I collapse in a fit of sobs against his chest. I feel secure as he wraps his strong arms around me and holds me. Even with everything that happened in the past hours; here in this moment, it’s the most secure I’ve felt in years.

“Max... don’t leave me...” I cry out in a desperate plea as I hold onto him tighter than before. When he replies it only makes me cry harder.

“Never Liz. I’ll never leave you...” As he soothes my hair and holds onto me, I know he’s speaking the truth and for once, I feel as if I were home; here, in his arms. I don’t want to leave; not now, not ever.

TBC.................

Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:21 pm
by POM
Thank you to everyone for there feedback and for there nice and generous thoughts of my well being.


Here is the next chapter!!! I hope everyone likes it :D I mean it only took me a month for me to get this chapter out!! :lol:

On with the show...and here it is!! :wink:

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WARNING!!The first part...contains sexual abuse--so If you're not comfortable reading that, go ahead and skip it!!! Just wanted to know before you started to read :!:

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Ch.14: Moving through the rain

Tess POV

I don’t know what it is, but that last talk with Sean changed something; like something deep inside me finally woke up. I let everything spin completely out of control. I had Max and I choose to sleep with both Kyle and Sean behind his back. Am I really such a terrible person? I guess I am. I guess I deserve to be where I am now; pregnant and alone.

When I grew up, I always seemed like the perfect little girl and I managed to keep that illusion intact for a long time. My father was the kind of guy who gave me whatever I asked for as long as it didn’t cost him too much of his time. After my mother went to live with the angels and my father was gone more often than not, my uncle took care of me.

Well, at least that’s what everyone thought. God, I hate everything about that man; I hate him for everything he did to me. So many times I begged him to stop, but he never did. He liked it when I was angry, he liked it when I was in pain. He was the devil himself.

I suppose that sort of thing would leave a mark on anyone, but it’s not an excuse for what I’ve done. And now I’m in the position that I tried so hard to avoid being in: alone. I know it’s stupid and I wouldn’t blame anyone for calling me a slut, a whore or a bitch, but all I want is for somebody to hold me in the middle of the night. I need it to feel safe, because every night, I still fear that my uncle will come back.

I know it’s an irrational thought; my uncle died of a heart attack about three years ago, but I can’t help it. I remember that I wanted to shout out with joy and sing all ten verses of the hallalujah when my dad told me he died. During the funeral, when the priest told us that my uncle was now in heaven and all that other shit, I had to pry my lips together to keep myself from shouting out the truth; that a devil like him would never be allowed in heaven.

Ten years with that man… it’s been years since he died and I still think about it every day. When I was young, I vowed to myself that I would become a better person than him. I guess I failed.

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Flashback –1996—Tess’s House [Mansion]

“No, let go of me; what’s wrong with you? Let go of me!” My screams echoed through the mostly empty house. Usually when uncle Patrick wanted his way with me, he would send out all the servants, so they weren’t suspicious of anything going on. He would simply tell them that my dad gave them the rest of the day off… like that was something that would actually happen.

“Shut up you little bitch! Did I say you could talk?” he sneered at me as he slapped me across the face, almost knocking me out cold. He was never one to hold back when he was like this. I wanted to fight back, but he was two times my size. I knew that if I didn’t do whatever he said, that he would just keep hitting me until I did it.

It seemed like eternity until we reached the third flight of stairs leading to his room. My father gave him his own room in our house where he could stay when my father went out of town. Once inside the room, he quickly pulled off all my clothes and before I knew it, I stood before him completely naked. He looked at my body like some piece of meat that he would soon make his and I wanted to throw up just from that thought. He reached forward, kneeded my breasts and felt down my stomach and around my waist.

It was just a matter of minutes before he was standing naked in front of me, looking at me with such an evil stare that terrified me to the core and I couldn’t help but cry softly, trying to muffle the sound of my cries with my hands. But everytime I tried to do that, he violently pulled my hands down; he loved seeing me cry. The bastard got off on it and when dad was away, he’d make sure he’d see me crying like this at least twice a day.

It was just seconds before he pushed me against the wall and hovered over me. I knew what was coming, but it still hurt like hell. He entered me from behind, thrusting his large penis into my behind. When I think about it, I can still feel how much it hurt.

I cried harder and harder as he grunted into me with rash, massive thrusts that felt like someone was hitting me in the face with a baseball bat. I tried my best to stop crying; I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but that just made his hunger more the plenty.

“Bitch... cry... you know you like it... scream my name!” He sneered greedily into my ear as he started ramming inside me harder and harder. I couldn’t surpress my cries of pain anymore and that was enough to get him off, but it wasn’t until after he rammed his dick into me several more times before he cried out and held onto my breasts in a sad gesture to bring me closer to him. Only after that did he let me go from his grasp, reaching forward to kiss me full on the lips and push his tongue in my mouth, like he always did.

But this time I didn’t allow him to, and I spit in his face and tried to run out of the room… but I didn’t succeed. “Where the fuck to you think you’re going? Oh no; we aren’t even close to being done.” he laughed as he twirled me around in his arms and dragged me to the bed and climbed on top of me. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t bother; no one would hear me anyways. No one ever heard me.

He secured my arms and legs to the bed with fabric, so I couldn’t sneak out. He then took the liberty of kissing my lips, my breasts, and he stuck his fingers in my special spot before finally getting off of me, and walking out of the room and towards the rest room. I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before he would have his way with me again, and that thought made me cry softly again.

There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

I mean what was a thirteen year old girl supposed to do? I prepared myself for the worst when I heard footsteps coming from the next room, and before I knew it he was standing besides me again, putting a condom on and getting ready for the next torture lesson of the day.


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“Harding... Tessina Harding?” a sharp high-pitched female voice screeched, effectively breaking me out of my trance and I shoot my head up. Oh thank God… it was just a memory, it was just a memory. I know I haven’t been in that room in years, but it’s so hard to get back to a calm state of mind. Those flashbacks really take it out of me.

“Miss Harding?” I stand up, noticing that the nursing assistant stepped closer to me. I smile at her to indicate that I’m alright, but she doesn’t seem to buy it.

“Here.” she says with a smile as she hands me a Kleenex. I feel my cheeks and indeed; they’re wet with tears. God, can I get any more pathetic? “

Are you sure you’re alright, Miss Harding?” I nod my head and put on the best smile I can manage at this point, collect my belongings and follow her into the doctor’s office. Oh, and did I mention that I hate hospitals? I hate the way they smell, I hate the way they look, I hate the white color that is plastered everywhere, and I hate those stupid paper hospital gowns they make everyone wear.

My mother would be so proud of me. Here I am; in a scary hospital, alone, in one of those ugly white paper gowns and my legs in the stirrups waiting for the doctor. “God mother, I really fucked things up this time.” I roll my eyes and sink further into the really not so comfortable chair-bed thing that I’m laying on at the moment.

I had hoped to be out of this place about now. Why is it so impossible for doctors to keep up with their appointments? I didn’t make an appointment for nothing. This day is never going to end.

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Michael POV

It’s been two days since the night I found Maria unconscious in that alley; two whole days and nights since I saw that bastard driving off. I wish I could be at two places at the same time; that way I could stay with Ria, and kick that asshole into the next century at the same time.

She hasn’t woken up, and like I said, it’s been two days. I haven’t slept at all and I’ve called everyone I could to come over. Alex and Isabel were here for a few hours and then packed up to go home. Amy is still here though; she won’t leave Maria’s side. I’ve tried to contact Liz but I got nothing, so I tried to contact Max instead. It turns out that something happened with Max and Liz that night. Of course, it was nothing like what happened with Maria, but it was something important enough to have her ask him to stay with.

Knowing the Maxwell I’ve known all my life, and knowing how he’s always felt about Liz, I knew that Max wasn’t about to turn down that offer. I told him what happened to Maria and asked him to pass on the word to Liz though. I contacted everyone who needs to know that she’s here. Now the only thing I want is for her to wake up. I still don’t know who the mystery guy is or why he was after Maria, but I’ll find out.

“Michael, I’m going to get some coffee. Do you want anything?” I shake my head at Ms. DeLuca and move to Maria side, hold her hand and brush the loose hairs away from her face.

“I’m here Ria. I’m here.” I coax her as I sit by her side.

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Max POV

Beep, beep, beep, and beep. The noisy pager rings in my ears, distracting me from my latest daydream involving Liz. I’ve been at work for no longer than two hours and I’m already getting paged all over the place. Normally, I wouldn’t mind, but today my thoughts are somewhere else; with Liz. She doesn’t seem herself lately and she still won’t tell me what’s going on.

All she says is that she has to talk to her mom first, but has she done that? No. What does she do? She works. She got called into doing a shift last night at the hospital, and to what I believe, she’s still here.

But I’ve got to admit seeing her like I did in the old playground that night, it put a deep hole in my heart. I’ve never wanted to see her so broken, so distraught, I just wanted to put my arms around her and protect her from everything and anything I could.

She didn’t want to go home and she didn’t want to go to the Crashdown, so I took her to my house. When we got there, she didn’t say anything; she just cried. I tried my best to calm her down, but I guess she just had to get it out of her system.

I held her in my arms for hours and hours until she finally fell asleep. But that didn’t last long; I got word from Michael that Maria was in the hospital. Right when I got off the phone, she knew it was bad. I could tell she was scared, but I was afraid on how she was going to take it.

I finally told her after a few moments of pondering, and a terrified look completely covered her entire face.

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Fourteen Hours Earlier:

“Max what’s wrong? Max?”

“That was Michael. Maria’s in the hospital and she has a concussion. Someone attacked her tonight after her rehearsal with Alex.”

“Well, I have to go to her.”

“Liz where are you going? Its one o’clock in the morning; you can go see her tomorrow. I’ll take you first thing in the morning.”

“No, Max I have to go right now. I have to; she needs me.”

“Liz wait; you’re moving a hundred miles a minute and that can’t be healthy. You need to stop and rest and we will go visit Maria in the morning.”

“No, Max I can’t. When I stop moving, I start to feel… and I can’t do that right now.”

“What is that supposed to mean? Liz what’s really going on with your mom? You can trust me; I’m here for you… you don’t have to hide anymore.”

“I’m not hiding... but I really can’t deal with this anymore; at least not right now.” I grabbed her arm when she tried to run to the door and I gave her my best the-doctor-knows-what’s-best-for-you look.

“Max, let me go.” she said half-heartedly.

But before either of us were able to get another word in, Liz cell phone rang breaking the silent shrill that had filled the room.

“Hello? Yeah, I’ve heard... um... yeah, sure that won’t be a problem. I’ll be there as soon as I can,” she spoke into the phone.

“Who was that?” I asked, causing Liz to snap her head towards me in a quick motion. S

“Oh, that was the hospital...I have to go cover Maria’s shift and then do mine as well.”

“No, you can’t. You haven’t slept in God knows how many hours… there’s no way on Earth you can work a double shift!”

“Shh Max...you’ll wake up the entire house.”

“You can’t leave, not when you haven’t gotten any sleep. I’m... I’m concerned about you.”

“I know Max, but don’t be. I’m a big girl and trust me, this isn’t the first time I’ve worked a double shift with a lack of sleep.” She smiled and I about melted, even under these circumstances.

“At least let me drive you to your car.”

She nodded, suddenly realizing that her car was back at the park. It wasn’t more than five minutes away but I didn’t feel comfortable with her walking around in the middle of the night alone. “Alright.”

It didn’t take us long to get there, but it took an eternity to say something after we got there.

“So...” We both said at the exact same time.

“Sorry.” Liz laughed nervously as I timidly scratched behind my ear, like I always did when I didn’t know what to say.

“Thank you Max.” Well, that caught my attention.

“For what?”

“For being here for me. I know I can be stubborn at times, but you were there for me... like you always are. Thank you.” She leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips. If felt like heaven and I never wanted it to stop, but before I could get a single word out in response, she was already driving off to the hospital.

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“Paging doctor Evans to the ER, doctor Evans to the Emergency Room,” a loud voice sounds through the intercom. I sigh loudly as I exit the break room that’s located on the sixth floor. I am so not in the mood for this; all I want to do is get as far away from reality as possible. Then again, I know it’ll only be a matter of time before it’ll bite me in the ass.

The numbers on the elevator ring loudly, and I only have a moments silence before the floors slide open, only to greet me with the hustle and bustle of the emergency room.

Patients arguing with doctors, nurses and doctors constantly running back and forth, wheeling patients out of the trauma rooms, and some go up to the O.R. while some stay down here. It’s just another day in the Emergency Room. I’ve always loved the smell, the environment, and the rustic reality of everything that comes through those doors.

“Hey Doc... where’ve you been?” Doug asked as he runs past me, and grabs what look like blood packages and turns to run back to where he came from but not before replying to his own question. “Sorry... you can pop in and out all you’d like. You’re the boss-man, I mean. You should be allowed to come and go as you plead.” I just nod and smile at what he had to say; I’ve seriously never viewed my position at this hospital in that way.

When a nurse bursts through the double doors, reality suddenly sinks in and I run out to assist the paramedics.

“What do you got?” I ask as I guide them to the nearest trauma room.

“Middle aged woman collapsed in a local restaurant. Her nephew says that she was complaining of chest pains before she passed out.” The paramedics are leaving, and it’s not until this very moment that I see who’s on the table and I suddenly feel sick in my stomach.

“B.P. is 140/80, and her breathing was a little shallow on the drive over here so we bagged her.” I nod in understanding. I’m pretty sure I know what she has, but I need to be sure.

“Hey Doc do you need any help?” Doug asks as he rolls into the room, just as the paramedics stroll out.

I grab the chart and start to write down some medical subscriptions for Doug to give to her. “Do a C.T. scan and give her 50cc of morphine for the pain, and call Rodriguez to see if they have any room for her on the seventh floor.” I’m sure Doug sees my seriousness in this matter and he doesn’t say anything. When I returned the chart to him, he made some quick notes.

“Got it Evans… do you know this woman?” he suddenly asks. I must have been stoaring and I look at him and nod. “Hey Douglas, can you do me a favor?” I see him nod and I’m still very serious, he knows that this isn’t a game that I’m playing.

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Maria POV

A constant beeping sound keeps buzzing in my eardrums and it’s driving me crazy. As I slowly open my eyes, I look around the room. It takes me a few moments to actually register where I am but I can’t figure out how I got here.
The beeping sound continues, drawing me from my thoughts, and I realize that it’s a heart monitor; and that I’m currently hooked up to it.

Is it alright to panic now? I hate hospitals, ever since I was little. I mean, I don’t mind working in a hospital, but to be a patient here freaks the hell out of me. I have you know I have a good reason to; I’m not one that feels like they suffocated if they are left within the confines of a small white room for too long, but I have a secret that only Liz knows.

The reason why I despise hospitals so much is because when I was four years old I was diagnosed with leukemia, and it wasn’t until after I had undergone three years of cautious radiation and chemotherapy that I conquered the disease. I was only seven years old and the risk of it coming back was very high… but I thankfully, it hasn’t returned.

But even now, twenty-two years later, it still might creep back up again and I still pray every night that it won’t.

I look around the room, and see someone that I’m happy to see, and at the same time a little surprised to see. My Michael is here; sleeping, but still here. His head is lying right next to my hands and I can feel his shallow breathing. On the other hand, I don’t know why I’m surprised. I guess I figured that after ten years apart, he would have moved on. I guess that I thought that he would decide to move on with his life, but that doesn’t seem to be the case here.

But still, never in a billion years did I ever imagine that Michael would be right here, right now, by my side, at a time like this; when I need so much. That’s him though, dependable Michael Guerin. He’s always there when you need him.

I love him, you know. Even after all these years apart, I do. I guess I’ve always loved him. I felt extremely bad the first month after breaking if off with him.

At our junior prom, he promised to marry me. I thought it was sweet and romantic at the time, and it sure helped him to get laid, but I don’t think I took him seriously. I was seventeen; no one takes seventeen-year-olds seriously. A part of me wanted to, but that little immature side of me doubted, and in the end it was that small fraction of me that I based my result in leaving on. But as I watch him sleep now, I realize that he was telling the truth. He would have married me, he would have given me whatever I needed and he would have been happy about it. God, what an idiot I’ve been… I had the fairytale ending, and I completely messed it up.

I have a lot of owning up to do, and I suppose there’s no time like the present. I softly brush the hair out of his eyes, and after a few moments his eyes flutter open.

“Hi.” I whispered as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes and looks at me once more.

“Hi.” A smirk appears on his face; his signature smile that still makes me melt to this day.

“Do you need anything?” Michael immediately ask as he starts to adjust the bed so I can sit up.

I’m actually really thirsty. “Umm... maybe some water.” Before I can say anything else, he jumps up and runs out the door. He left so quickly that he didn’t even hear me calling after him that there was some on the table right behind him. Yep, that’s my Michael. I smiled to myself and waited for him to come back.

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Alex POV

“I should have stayed with her. How come I didn’t stay with her?” I can’t seem to stop pacing back and forth in the waiting room. I know Isabel’s trying to calm me down, but so far it’s not really helping.

“You couldn’t have known anyone would come and do that to Maria, it’s not your fault; it’s not anyone’s fault.” I listen to her words but still I don’t stop pacing. It’s like my feet have a mind of their own.

“Boy would I like to find that rat bastard that did this and give him a piece of my mind.” That was really a pg version of what I really wanted to do to that son of a bitch. How anyone could hurt Maria like that? Sure she speaks her mind a lot… actually really a lot, but it’s not like that would make anyone want to beat her up.

“Honey, I’m sure you’re not the only one that wants to beat the crap out of that bastard, but we have to think about Maria right now.” She’s right; we have to think about Maria now. I smile at her and take her in my arms, and only then do I stop pacing.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to tell anyone our news.” I whisper in her ear. She only holds onto me tight for a second and then pulls away.

“That doesn’t matter right now, there will be plenty of time to tell everyone.“ Even after what happened, I can’t help but smile because I realized that the ice princess everyone knows is finally thawing, and Isabel is showing more and more each day.

This is the woman that I fell in love with. This is the Isabel Evans that I’ve always known and I’m proud of her; proud that she finally broke down that wall and is not now letting everyone see it.

“C’mon lets go find Amy... and get something to eat, I’m starving.” I pull her along with me as we start to leave the room.

“Yeah, since I’m eating for two now...” My arms wrap around her more tightly as we enter the elevator. Somehow, I’m not worried anymore. Instead, I have a feeling deep down inside of me that something good is going to come out of all this.

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Michael POV

“The nurses were taking too long and I didn’t want to leave you waiting for long... so I got you bottled water.” I say as I open it up and give it to her, which she gratefully takes from my hands.

“Thank you Michael.” Her words are softly spoken, and after a few drinks, she put the bottle on the table beside her.

“Better?” I ask. I suppose it’s obvious that I’m concerned, but I still don’t know how to start off the conversation.

“Much... thank you.” I watch her closely and notice that her eyes started to water. It’s enough to make me want to start crying myself. “I need to talk to Liz...”

“She was here earlier but she had to make her rounds. She promised that she’d be back later though.” My eyes follow her and she nods her head and looks at her hands, which were fumbling around.

“What’s wrong Maria? Are you in pain... because if you are, I can call a doctor?” I’m just about to run out the door again, when her soft fragile voice stops me in my tracks.

“No, it’s not that Michael; it’s me. I just wanted to tell you that I’m so sorry...” she says before breaking down in a loud sob. It’s strange and disturbing seeing a woman that is always so sure of herself and so outspoken, break down like this.

“Sorry about what?” I hold her hand in my own. I don’t want to let her go, not now, not ever.

“I’m sorry about everything. I’m sorry that I went to California instead of staying with you, I’m sorry that I broke your heart, I’m sorry Michael... I’m so sorry. I never stopped loving you.. .I never stopped.” She’s crying openly now; it just about breaks my heart in two.

“I love you too Maria.” She starts to smile through her tears and then stopped, but we both know where this conversation is leading to and I need some answers.

“Maria, what happened in Los Angles that you don’t like talking about—why did you come back? And what role does that guy that beat you play in this saga?” I don’t mean to be blunt, I want the answers and I this time I’m not going to take no for an answer.

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Max POV

“Are you sure?” I ask as both Rodriguez and I check over the scans numerous times.

“Positive.” he answers and he sounds sure. The scans came back and it’s not good; the patient is still unconscious and while I know what I have to do as I doctor, as Max Evans, I’m dreading it. “Do you want me to tell the family?”

I shake my head and he simply nodded. There are no real words that need to be spoken because we both know what has to be done. “Have the nurses send her up to the ICU unit... and page me once they do.” This is the one part of my job that I hate, and that I wish didn’t happen so often.

I take the stairs back down to the first floor. Children are crying, people are arguing, and in the middle of all the chaos, I spot Doug trying to stop Liz from leaving. “Hey Doc, I’ve found her!” he shouts at me from the other side of the room, and to tell you the truth, she looks annoyed.

They both turn to look at me as I walked in their direction. “Max, don’t worry. I was just about to leave, okay? I’m not staying for another shift. Now if only Dougie would move aside and let me leave, we can all be on our way.

“Why do you have to call me Dougie? Why can’t it just be Doug? I don’t go around calling you Lizzie McParker do I? No...” Their bickering starts on what they call each other... but I know this is not the time.

In the middle of it all, my pager goes off and I have to yell at them, just so they could hear my voice over their own arguing. That’s how loud they are. “STOP!” I shout at them both. They jumped and turn back to me.

“How old are you guys? Doug, get back to work… Liz, I need to speak to you.”

They both started to mumble stuff as they went there separate ways, Liz followed me onto the elevator. “What is it Max?” I need to be strong. This is something that has to be done; I just hope she will see it that way too.

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Liz POV

“Look Max, I’m tired, a little bit cranky, and all I want is to go home and sleep. Can’t we do this some other time?” I ask him, but he doesn’t answer. Instead, he practically drags me towards the elevator and we travel up. I wonder where we’re going.

The bell rings on the eleventh floor, and the look on his face certainly isn’t pleasant. I’m met with a sympathetic look, that sent shivers down my spine.

“Max,what are we doing here?” We stop in front of a room. The door is closed and Max stops in front of it.

“Liz, your mom was brought in here an hour ago. She passed out in her home, she hit her head and she hasn’t woken up yet. We ran some tests and found out that she has a tumor that is spreading rapidly throughout her body. I’m sorry Liz, but it will only be a matter of days before it reaches her major organs.”

No, this cannot be happening. We had more time than this… we had more time. I have to stop my voice from trembling. “How long does she have?” It takes me all my might to look up at him and I see that the distraught look on his face resebles mine.

He didn’t answer my question.

“How long does she have Max?” I start to cry; because I know it isn’t good. I just needed to hear it in order to believe it.

“Three days.” We had more time. She said she had weeks.

“I’m sorry Liz.” Max takes me in his arms and held me there as I start to cry and hang on to him for strength.

“I’m so sorry Elizabeth.” He coaxes my hair and tries to calm me down until I finally manage to pull myself away and wipe away my tears.

“I should call Sean and my aunt.” I start to turn when Max stops me.

“It’s already taken care of. Sean went to California to bring over your aunt. He said he’d call me once they get back.” I smile at him for being so thoughtful, and for taking care of me and my family.

“Thank you Max, you didn’t have to go through all that trouble.” He doesn’t answer me but instead, he kisses me on the forehead and pulls me in a big hug. I feel safe in his arms, like he’s protecting me from the world and all its cruelty.

It didn’t last long before I pull away though. “I should go inside. When she wakes up I’ll tell her.” Max nods, knowing that this was something that I have to do on my own.

“Just call me if you need anything.” I smile, knowing that he was only a call away and I gently kiss him on the lips.

“I know Max, I know...”

Once Max is on the elevator again and the doors close, I take a deep breath and enter the room. “Mama...” I speak quietly as I enter the room, and pray to God for strength that I can do this without breaking down in front of her.

How am I going to get through this?

TBC.......

Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 2:16 am
by POM
A/N:

I'm back!! :P **ENJOY!!** I'm off to bed--work bright and early in the morning :roll:

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Chapter 15: Ashes to Ashes

Liz POV


The morning came sooner than I had hoped it would. The sunlight blinded me and as much as I would have loved to roll over, go back to sleep and wish that the past week has been a nightmare, I couldn’t. As soon as I pulled myself up and sat on the side of my bed, I remembered what happened, and all those emotions that were forgotten when my eyes shut last night came rushing back to me like a ton of bricks.

I heard the soft sounds of someone breathing so I turned around and saw that Max was sleeping on the bed as well. Without thinking about it, I layed back down and cuddled into his touch like it was a second nature. Laying my head on his chest, listening to the even breathing sounds—that comforted me beyond belief. I didn’t even notice when he woke up, not even when he started to rub comforting circles on my back. It wasn’t until he sat up that I noticed and I quickly sat up myself as well.

“Liz?” I could hear the strain in his voice—and I snapped out of my daydream land.

I guess my eyes were still blank as I looked at him over my shoulder, but it wasn’t long before I held my hand over mouth and started to sob uncontrollably. “It really happened Max. I thought it was a dream, but it really happened.” I cried out loud, as he held me.

In that instant, my mind wondered again—I didn’t know why I couldn’t keep my thoughts straight, I guess trying to accept it was part of thing to.

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**FLASHBACK**

[Five days ago]

Roswell Hope Memorial 5:35AM


I’ve officially been at the hospital close to twenty hours now, and my mom has woken up on several occasions, but never longs enough to have decent conversation. There are a lot of things I need to tell her; things that we need to talk about… but I guess it’ll have to wait. The doctors say that she needs her rest right now, and that the only thing I can do for her is to be there. It kills me that I can’t do more than that.

I know deep down inside that the moment she found out that she had cancer, she accepted it. I know this because she’s my mom and she believes that everything happens for a reason. She’s a very religious woman; she’s everything that I’m not, and sometimes I wonder that if I was more like her, in every sense of the word… I wonder if things would’ve been different; not only between us in our earlier years, but in the long run as well. We were close, but not as close as me and my father were. I know that she was always a little jealous of our relationship. She never questioned it, but I could tell that she envied her husband when I’d chose to hang out with him instead of with her. Looking back at those times, I wished I had taken the time to get to know my mom just a little bit more.

Just then the door crept open and Sean appeared. I rushed to his side and was engulfed in a hug... something I was really in need of. “How is she?” my aunt Maggie asked, her voice breaking our embrace, but I quickly hugged her as well as they stepped closer to my mom.

“Stable,” I whispered as my aunt went to her side and held onto her hand.

“The doctors said that she needs her rest, they gave her something to help her sleep more smoothly without her feeling the constant pain.” My voice sounded blank. It’s not like I wanted her to be in pain, but I wanted her to be awake; I wanted her to be better and at home. But that wasn’t going to happen.

“I’ll let your guys have your time with her.” I whispered as I started to back out of the room until Sean’s voice stopped me.

“Liz you don’t have to go.” I just shook my head, and tried to put on a brave smile.

“I need air.”

He simply nodded in understanding and I walked out of the room with one more glance at my mother and quickly shut the door. I felt like I was suffocating, and the walls were closing in on me. I couldn’t use the elevator because there were too many people so instead I took the stairway. I ran up seven flights of stairs, and when I finally open the door to the roof, I was rewarded with the cool desert morning air.

I didn’t stop there and I ran to the edge of the building, taking deep breaths; huffing and puffing as I looked out over the city of Roswell, and started to cry as I sank to the ground and sobbed uncontrollably.

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Max POV

After talking to Sean, and hearing him tell me that Liz went to get some air, I knew what he was talking about. Whenever things got a little to intense for her, she would always run off because she felt like she couldn’t breath. There was only one place that she could be; it was the only place that we both loved to go if things got a little too hectic while we were. The rooftop; it was her secret hideaway. I was breathless as I ran up the last flight of stairs, opened the door and felt the bright sunlight shine in my eyes. I didn’t care at all about that; my thought were about one thing only. Liz.

She was curled up in a ball, hiding her face with her hands. The look on her face broke my heart. I wanted so much to take all this pain away of her. A kind word, a gentle touch… but that wouldn’t be enough. Still, I couldn’t bare to see her like this anymore. I walked over to her, sat down on the ground next to her and took her in my arms. She didn’t pull away like she had done before and I was grateful for that.

There were no real words spoken for quite awhile; we just held onto each other and that was enough for bothof us. The amber lit sky turned into sky blue, and it was Liz that broke the silence that had begun to engulf us. “I’m sorry.” Her voice was deep and strained, and it torn even deeper in my soul.

“Sorry for what?”

“The way I acted earlier. I shouldn’t have pulled away from you like that; you were only trying to help me and I’m sorry.” She looked down at her hands; she wouldn’t even look at me, even when I asked her to.

“Liz, it’s understandable. I don’t know how I would act if I was in your position.” She nodded, but she still didn’t look up until I tilted her chin to look into my eyes.

“No, it’s not.” She got up and started to pace back and forth in front of me.

“Liz.” I pleaded with her, and that was enough for her to stop and look at me once more.

“Max, I push everyone away… I always have. I’ve always been the strong one, but I just can’t do it anymore.” She looked exhausted; not only emotionally but physically as well.

“Its okay; that’s why I’m here. Liz, I care about you. I’m not going away.”

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Liz POV

His words were exactly what I needed to hear; I was so tired of always holding everything in and I just wanted to be myself again instead of being this stainless steal Liz Parker that I created to hold in all the emotions that I didn’t want to overtake me. But it was Max that I needed all along, along with some faith in myself. His touches and warm embraces made me feel safe and that was something that I hadn’t felt in a really long time, not even when I was with Kyle.

“Let your emotions show; no one is going to treat you any differently.” He admitted with such ease, and all I could do was sigh a little and give him a small smile. I knew he was right... he knew that he was right, but it was kind of hard to go back to being that Liz Parker again after ten years of ignoring that part of me.

“What you’re going through is hard; it’s really, really hard and it’s a given that you’re going to take it out on someone; everyone has to vent not matter if you want to or not. You can’t keep holding it in; it’s not healthy, and the last thing in world I want is to lose you as well.”

All I could do was nod and look at my hands like they were the most interesting thing in the world. I knew what I had to do; I had to get back to myself and even though it wouldn’t be the easiest thing in the world, I knew that I didn’t really have a choice.

“Thank you Max.” I looked up into his eyes and smiled, I greatly appreciated his moral support, and more than anything for just being there for me. “But I still feel bad.” I pouted and he let out a small chuckle.

“What if I buy you a cup of coffee?”

I still know his favorite kind. I have known since high school. “Only the best; Starbucks' that is. It’s your favorite kind, right?" I smiled at him, and he looked curious to what I was going to say.

“Serena Organic Blend” We both said at the same time causing us to burst out laughing, it really amazed me, that just being around him made me forget my troubles. Only if was just for an hour; that was good enough for me. After we had both gotten up from the concrete ground and walked back down the stairs, we reached the elevator.

“I thought today was your day off.”

“It is.”

“Then what are you doing here?” I was confused. This man loved his time off from this hectic environment.

He looked at me with all seriousness, before taking a step into the elevator. “For you, I’m here for you.” That made me blush ten shades brighter than I would have hoped.

Deep in my soul my heart soared.

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**Present Day**

Ave Maria!
Maiden mild!
Oh, listen to a maiden's prayer
for thou can't hear amid the wild


Everything leading up to that point had been a blur. Nothing seemed to fit and I wasn’t even sure if it was real… it didn’t feel that way at least. I walked as steadily as I could, as I followed my mother’s lead into the small chapel that I’ve wanted to get married in since the day my grandmother told me the story about her marriage with my grandfather in this very church. It’s a family tradition to get baptized, make your first communion and conformation, as well as take your marital vows.

This thou, this thou can't save amid, despair
we slumbers safely tear the Mother
though we be man outcast relived
Oh, Maiden, hear a maiden's sorrow


But that day caused for different emotions. I never imagined growing up that one month prior to my thirtieth birthday, I would have already lost both my mother and father. Sean and my Aunt Maggie were the only family I had left. There was my grandfather on my dad’s side of the family, but I haven’t seen him since I was eight years old. He was family, but I didn’t consider him that. He never approved of my mother and therefore, he always isolated us. I really didn’t care for him much; I saw it as his loss.

Oh, Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria


Ave Maria, gracia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum


The only things I was certain of was that my mother was dead and there hadn’t been a thing I could have done about it. I shouldn’t have beated myself up about that, but I couldn’t help it. As I walked down the aisle, following Maria’s soft voice as she sang Santa Maria, I clutched tightly to the rosary that was once my mom’s. It’s been in the family for generations and she gave it to me when I made my first communion. I felt numb, close to the point of collapsing until Max took my hand and lead me down the rest of the way.

The murky cavern's air so heavy
Shall breath of balm if thou hast smiled
Oh, Maiden, hear a maiden pleadin'
Oh, Mother, hear a suppliant child


He had been unbelievable the whole time; he gave me the space that I needed but he always knew the right time to show up, it’s like he had emotional-Liz-dar. A funny way of putting it, but it was true.

Ave Maria
Ave Maria


Maria stopped singing, and we all sat down; another thing that I barely noticed.

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“We are here on this day, not to mourn the tragic loss of Nancy Tate- Parker but to celebrate the life of a woman that graced our presence every day, and never asked anything from anyone in return. We celebrate the life of the beloved mother of Elizabeth Nancy Parker and the wife of the deceased Jeffery Ruben Parker. Nancy was the sister of Maggie Tate-Olsen and older sister of her deceased brother Johnny Tate, and Aunt of Sean Tate. In the name of the father, son, and the holy spirit we pray.”

Hot tears ran down my cheeks and I could feel Max squeeze my hand, letting me know that he was still there… that he was still there for me. It didn’t stop the pain, but it helped to know that someone was there for me.

“Peace be with you.”

“And also with you.” The entire conjuration said at once, like we always did.

“We lift it up to the Lord”

“It’s right to give thanks and praise.” I didn’t know why but it felt strange saying the same things I’ve said since I was six years old. After that, my mind wondered to all kinds of memories that held my family, memories of my mom and dad. My mind wondered so much that I didn’t even notice that people had started to get up and talk about my mother and the life that she lived each and every day to the fullest capacity.

Everyone was here, from her closest friends to the people of local bakery, which my mom visited everyday just to catch up with the baker’s wife. They used to trade gossip but my mother never took the information any further than the bakery. Even her childhood friend showed up; someone that I’ve never even heard about before, but Aunt Maggie took care of the everything; something that I couldn’t have imagined taking on.

I just couldn’t seem to shake off this emotional I’ve been in. I was so out of it that I didn’t even notice that Max had left my side and was making his way to the podium. He never said anything about speaking in front of everyone and I wondered what made him do this? I sat down and waited to hear his voice echo through the room.

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Max POV

I never told Liz that I was going to say something. But after I talked to her a couple of days ago, I felt like I owed it to her to say something.

“I’m Max Evans.” I cleared my throat and it echoed throughout the church. I was a little nervous, never having done this before.

“Nancy Parker was an amazing person, who cared about everyone and it didn’t matter if she knew you for ten years or ten minutes. She felt it was up to her to show someone a helping hand, and that’s what I loved about her. Even when she was diagnosed with this disease, she never once blamed anyone; she took it in stride. All she simply said was that it was meant to be. She asked me to do something for her, and I accepted with my whole heart and promised I would never let her down.”

And I don’t intend to.

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**Flashback**
[Two days ago]


I had time to spare, mainly because I was on one of my many breaks during the night shift and the only place that I’ve gone on all my breaks was to visit Liz. She never left her mom’s hospital room, not even to go home and get a good night’s rest, no matter what Sean or I told her. She wouldn’t listen because she knew that her mother could pass on at any moment and she couldn’t bear the thought of letting her mom die alone, it just wasn’t in the cards for Liz to leave the hospital, so we didn’t push her.

When I opened the door and stuck my head through, Liz was already knocked out. Usually, she would be awake, taking naps every few hours. Most of the time, she couldn’t sleep at night. She kept having these nightmares, and it tore me apart when she would wake up crying. I knew that I couldn’t do anything about it, but it seemed that me just being there was enough for her. At least that’s what she told me, and it eased my soul knowing that I could to that for her.

I walked over to the couch where she was sleeping on, took an extra blanket and covered her with it. I was extra careful not to wake her up, but I did kiss her forehead and started to walk out when another meek voice stopped me, causing me to take a step back.

“Max?” I know it wasn’t Liz because I instinctively knew when Liz was coherent around me; it’s like a sixth sense or something.

“Mrs. Parker; you’re awake.” I tried my best to raise my voice but I was happy, because she hadn’t woken up since the day she came to us, and that was four days earlier. Liz hadn’t only been worried sick about her, but she was terrified that she would die without them talking and working things out between them. I know by talking to her that it’s something she’d wished that she could take back, and that it didn’t get as far as it did.

I started to make my way to the couch to wake her up when Nancy’s voice stopped me. “Don’t.” I looked up almost confused. Didn’t she want to talk to her daughter? “She needs her rest, besides. I want to talk to you for a moment if you don’t mind.” I instantly looked between Liz and her mother and started to make my way back to Nancy’s side.

Without another word from me, she started to talk in the meek strained voice that she had...I had to get closer to her to understand her completely. “I see the way you look at my daughter, and I see the way she looks at you. For all these years, ever since you two were little, I could tell that you’ve loved my daughter and that she loves you.” I blushed, of course it was true, but no one wants their friend’s mother pointing it out to them.

My face turned pink and I just nodded, as she continued. “My days are getting shorter and shorter and I know that I don’t have much time.”

“Mrs. Parker don’t say that, there’s still hope that…“ She cut me off with a simple wave of her hand, and started to talk again. I could see tears forming in her eyes.

“Max, don’t…don’t say things that aren’t true. I know that the end is near, I can feel it but the only thing is that I can’t bear to see my little girl all alone. That’s what really breaks my heart. I’m so proud of her, she can do such amazing things if only she let down that steel wall that she’s been hiding behind ever since her father passed away. You know she didn’t even get to say goodbye to him; he died in the ambulance. Sometimes I think that maybe if she would’ve said her final goodbyes that maybe she would’ve still gone away to college. What daughter gives up her dreams to live out her father’s?”

That was true; my dad wanted me to take over the family firm and work for him, but instead I chose to be a doctor. I couldn’t be anymore happier but that dream thing; he taunts me about it from time to time.

“I’ve known that Liz was in love with you the day you first came to Roswell, and she came running home, exclaiming at the top of her lungs that she had found the boy of her dreams and that one day you two were going to get married. I couldn’t tell you how many times she wrote down ‘Mrs. Elizabeth Nancy Parker-Evans’ on every notebook binder we got her every year.

I know that my time is up and even though I wish I had more time, I know it’s useless. This is what God wanted for me, I’m glad that I was able to live as long as I did. But I want you to you take care of my little girl for me, I want you to give her everything... and I want you two to be happy. I wish more than everything in this world that I would be there for her wedding day, and when she has her first child. But I know that my spirit will live on, not only with her but with both of you. Please Maxwell; will you do this for me?”

This was her dying wish; that two foolish kids who weren’t ready to admit how they felt when they were young and who were now filled with pain and regret, get back together. She was giving me permission to marry her daughter. I believed she gave her permission when I was eight. I looked her squarely in the eyes. ”I swear on my life Nancy, I will love, cherish, and adore Elizabeth for all the days of my life.”

At this point we both had tears in our eyes, and I didn’t know what more to say after that. “I know Max...I know you will.” I took her hand in my own and we sat there in comfortable silence until she fell back asleep and I slipped out to endure the rest of my shift.

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**Present Day**
Liz POV

Everyone’s turn had come and gone. I had something special planned, but I’m sobbing so hard right now that I can’t even talk let alone sing like I was going to. It was my mom’s favorite song, she’s always loved my voice; it sounded a lot like hers. Most of my friends and family didn’t even know that we could sing in that kind of way, but that was just because we never put our talent out there like Maria or even Mrs. DeLuca.

They’ve had somewhat of a contract deal. Some people have approached me about it, but I never took them up on that offer, I’m just happy with not being in the limelight. At the last moment Maria saw just how difficult of a time I was having, and took over for me. She motioned for Alex to start playing and she began to sing.

‘Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
and you its only seed.

Its the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance

Its the one who wont be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.

And the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong.

Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the suns love,
in the spring, becomes a rose’


That’s the end. When the poll-barers started to take the coffin back to the hearst, so she could get her proper burial, I was still sobbing uncontrollably. So much that I couldn’t even walk straight and that Max was practically holding me up right now. My wails echoed against the chapel walls and just burdened everyone’s ears with my pain, which all of a sudden hit me like a ten foot wave.

Once inside the black Lincoln, and safely in Max’s arms, I let everything out; everything that I’ve been holding back for the past ten years. I’m not only crying for my mom, but for my dad—and for everything that I’ve let get the best of me when it could’ve been solved just as easy. Rather than just ignoring it, the harder I cried, the safer I felt in his arms.

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**Flashback**
[One Day Ago]



I’d been on one of my walks when I came to check on my mom and found her talking to Sean and Aunt Maggie—laughing about good times. Once they spotted me coming into the room, they some how always found a way to leave the room, but this time was a given because we really needed to talk, and there were things that I needed to tell her. I had to before it was too late, or I would never forgive myself. Sean gave me a pat on the back before following his mother out.

My mom on the other had didn’t say much to me as I approached her, she always did wait for me to say the first word. “Mama...” That’s as for as I got before tears sprang to my eyes and I rushed across the room, and into her arms.

Like I was seven years old again, and some of the boys from my class were making fun of me, because of my big printed dresses. Pulling my pigtails and nearly making me cry; that was a year before Max and his family came to Roswell. That same comfort was there but I knew this would be the last time that I felt it, so I tried my best to savor it.

“Mama, I’m so sorry… I… I’ve been so caught up with how I feel with everything and that was wrong of me. I just wish that I would have seen it sooner, rather than waiting until the last minute. I’ve been such a jerk; you didn’t ask to have this disease and I’m acting as if you did. It’s just that I don’t want to lose you.”

I began to sob again and she cradled me in her arms, I believe she’s stronger now only because she’s near the end. She wouldn’t go any other way, which I know for sure. “Lizzie, I’m not ashamed of what you did; how you acted. Lord knows we’ve been through a lot over the years. Things finally started looking up for us, and now it just crashed on the ground. No, this isn’t what I wanted for either of us, but it is God’s will; I will get to see my Jeffrey again.”

When she mentioned that last part her eyes light up in such a way that I hadn’t seen since high school. She was looking forward to dying and that was something that surprised me. Every since I could remember, she was afraid of dying but I guess it takes an experience like this to get over it.

“Don’t worry about me Elizabeth; I’m going to a better place. I want you to be happy; allow yourself to be happy now and live your life the way you want to. Go back to college and fulfill your dreams. That’s all your father and I ever wanted for you; to be happy. It doesn’t matter what you do with your life. You don’t have to be strong anymore; it’s okay to let your emotions show. Nothing bad is going to come out of it; you’re like your father more than you think.” That made her laugh but it didn’t last long before she started coughing and had to stop.

I got her some water and she was okay, she continued to talk but her voice wasn’t as strong. “I want you to get married, have kids like you’ve always wanted. Those are my dreams for you. Elizabeth, please...”

I nodded at her words and looked into her eyes once more.

“I will be homesick for you, even in heaven. Elizabeth you are my everything, you’ve lived up to our highest expectation, but everyone knows you can go even higher. That’s what I want, and I know it’s what you’re father would’ve wanted too.”

I smiled and held her hand tighter.

“I love you so much Mama, and I will miss you so much...” Tears were streaming down my face. This was the end; I just knew it.

“I know Elizabeth... I know. Will you sing to me? I’ve always loved your voice...” I wiped away my tears as I nodded and tried my best to clear my throat before started to sing the lullaby that she had sung to me when I was little.

‘Quietly while you were asleep
The moon and I were talking
I asked that she'd always keep you protected

She promised you her light
That you so gracefully carry
You bring your light and shine like morning

And then the wind pulls the clouds across the moon
Your light fills the darkest room
And I can see the miracle
That keeps us from falling

She promised all the sweetest gifts
That only the heavens could bestow
You bring your light and shine like morning

And as you so gracefully give
Her light as long as you live
I'll always remember this moment’


A second after I finished the last line of song, the heart rate monitor dropped to zero… and she was gone. I thought that when my dad passed away that I grew up, but in the split second that I realized that she was not coming back, I realized I didn’t. My emotions over took me and I ran out of the hospital room and into a hard chest, that I realized was Max’s when I looked up. I could barely see through the tears in my eyes and my body sank to the ground.

“She’s gone Max.“ I sobbed and that’s all that got out of my mouth, before he sank to the ground and just held me.

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**Present Day**


Everyone gathered around the coffin to say one final goodbye. There were looks of sadness and there were whispers amongst the crowd that didn’t surprise me. The priest said his final prayers

“Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
May you seek home
In God’s gracious love”


Those were some of the words he spoke and it rang in my ears till it was pounding. “Ashes to ashes,” I mumbled under my breath as I reached down into the earths soil and repeated the short prayer, as I threw the dirt onto the casket.

And that act allowed others to do the same. The doves were released, and the sun shone down through the gray black clouds and at that very moment, I knew that they were watching down on me. That eased my soul more than words could ever say; I knew that with time everything would be alright.

“Liz, are you alright?” I could hear Max’s voice laced with concern; it felt good that I didn’t have to lie to get myself out of an emotional situation.

“I’m fine Max... and with time I’ll be great.” I smiled at him.

Giving one last look at the casket as they began to lower it into the ground and back at Max, I took his hand in mine and we started to walk to my friends and family to start the next chapter of my life. With the love and support of my Mom and Dad, and their dreams and hopes along with my own in my heart and soul forever, and ever.

“Haven't you heard that I'm going to be okay.”

TBC....

**Songs used in this chapter:
--Ave Maria

-- The Rose

-- The sweetist gift by: Sade

-- Last line is the last line in the song titled: Yesterday by: Hilary Duff