Roswell Fanatics

~*AINSLING*~

"Fine, we'll go talk to them, but I'm not promising you anything,ok?".

Although Serena doesn't take my hand I take heart from her willingness to at least talk to Liz and I.

'That's all I ask Serena. Thank you for your good will.'

We walk side by side back to the class room, not saying anything. I want to say something, but I can't think of anything and I know that Serena is still mad enough to not really want to engage in small talk.

As we get back to the class room I check for blocks and then enter, Serena right behind me. I say the spells again, to ensure out safety and then move towards the front of the class room where Liz and Max are still seated.

*Max*

“W-what you saw…it did happen Max… The guy who attacked me was a warlock, and he wanted my powers – mine and Serena’s…” she says. My mind boggles at the words. It really happened? A warlock attacking Liz for her powers? She said she used her powers to protect people, and she did talk about enemies and about how her mom died, but it's still amazing to imagine this sort of thing going on under our very noses.

Then she explained that someone changed things afterwards. Made it a gun instead of some sort of magic battle with a blade. I shake my head slowly, trying to make it all make sense.

"But..." I try and then stop. "But I remember what I did. I felt the bullet," I say, but I know this isn't something I can argue about. Looking into her eyes, I see Liz's gentle smile of sympathy. She already told me it didn't happen that way.

I bite my lip for a moment as I start to understand the ramifications. "Someone changed my memories? Someone was in my head? That means they know. They know about me ... Who is 'the other side'?"

I don't like the idea of someone mucking around in my head, in my memories. But I especially don't like knowing that my secret is out with people I didn't even know existed. It's out of my control. Is this common knowledge amoung witches now? Have they always known? Maybe they only think I'm a healer, and not the rest. Or could they change things without knowing any of the details? Did they change time itself so the events actually happened both ways? Is it possible that my secret is still safe?

My palms suddenly feel damp and I wipe them on my jeans. We've worked so hard to keep our secret and now - now I don't know where we stand. It might be out of my control and that's the scariest part. Witches, demons, books that don’t open, visions of the crash, none of it is as un-nerving as this feeling of exposure.

"Does this mean Ms. Brennan knows about me, too?”

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~Liz~

“But…” I can see all the conflict in Max’s eyes as he says this. “But I remember what I did. I felt the bullet…”

I do understand how hard this is for him… As it happens, I have two lots of memories…it had to be that way so that I would understand what everyone else saw… So, not only do I remember lying there with the knife in my gut…my life draining away, but I remember getting shot too – aren’t I the lucky one…? I bite my lip a moment and give Max a weak smile, “I know that this sounds crazy Max…I’ve grown up with it all and still sometimes I wonder if I’m in some sort of crazy nightmare…” I trail off, shaking my head.

“Someone changed my memories…? Someone was in my head? That means they know. They know about me…Who is ‘the other side’?”

I open my mouth to reassure him but can’t get a word in edgeways. Max is obviously getting worried and I need to explain more but first I have to let him speak. At least by voicing the fears, and questions, I know what I need to address…

His question about ‘the other side’ strikes me first, and although I could say a lot more, I answer in one word. “The other side…? – Evil…” There will be plenty of time to explain further I’m sure…for now, that’s not the most important thing…

“Does this mean Ms. Brennan knows about me too?”

There, in those few words, Max’s greatest fear is voiced…exposure… Everything that I have told him speaks of that risk and I know it’s the one thing he fears more than anything… Afterall, I should understand that shouldn’t I…? We’re different, him and I, and no one, except for a select few, can know…

As he finishes, I reach for his hand. “They changed everyone’s memories…the people in the café, Maria, you, Michael…even I remember the bullet…only I remember what really happened too… I’m not trying to make him feel sorry for me – that’s the last thing that I want, but maybe this will help him to understand. “I remember being stabbed Max…I remember lying there, bleeding, a knife stuck in my stomach… But I also remember the gun…the fear I felt when I saw it…the helplessness when I slipped to the floor. In both memories I thought that I was going to die…and you saved me – that’s the important thing…” I take a breath before moving on. “As for what they know…honestly, I don’t know anymore than you do…I don’t know how they work, I only know what they did…I’m sorry…”

I wish that I could say more, make this all ok, but I know that it’s not that simple. “I’m sorry Max…I wish I could tell you more…”

I go to continue, but in that same second, I feel the blocks I erected falling down easily. I know that it’s Ainsling and Serena returning…we’ve run out of time…

I could build them back up again of course…Ainsling doesn’t realise it, but over the last few weeks I’ve been perfecting my blocks… Powers don’t work against other witches no, but spells can, and for the first time ever I have been pursuing them… Maybe subconsciously I always knew that it would come to this…telling Max without letting them know until after – and I just had to know we wouldn’t be disturbed…

The spell I used in the eraser room was one of the stronger ones…but here I’ve used a more normal one, and I’m not ready to reveal that right now and I let the blocks tumble one by one as I look over at Max, motioning for him to stop, and waiting.

Even as I hear the door open, I lean over to press my lips briefly against his, trying to send a sense of reassurance through the faint connection I can feel. “Trust me…?” I breath into his mouth before pulling back as Serena and Ainsling re-enter the room together. I sigh. This should be fun…

Maria

Where is Liz, I thought we were all meeting here maybe I should call her on her cell phone, she's been acting strange lately, I don't know what it is but I know she's been hiding something from me. I hope she's not lying to me again, I couldn't handle her lying to me, I pull out my cell phone and dial her number.

I hear it ring a couple of times.

OOC: Hope that is ok

*Max*

Liz's answers are a bit vague not to mention extremely hard to even imagine. Still, if I can accept aliens and witches, why not the ability to alter time? The world is apparently far more fantastic and amazing than most of the people here have ever imagined.

I pinch my lips together, imagining what it must be like for Liz, experiencing TWO near fatal injuries at once. And I healed both. I guess even a magic blade makes a normal injury. Concidering how my powers didn't work on the box, I'm lucky it wasn't a magic injury that I couldn't heal...

And 'the other side' is evil, and evil was part of the changes? I'm not at all sure how I feel about that, but Liz seems to accept it. That 'evil' helped to save her life. I'm realizing that merely healing her wound wouldn't have been enough to save her, if she'd been exposed as a witch. Not that they seemed to mind much about keeping me from being exposed, but I guess that was still my choice. At least it seems that our secret is still safe from the witches. Someone who changed it all knows that I'm a healer, 'cause they saw that, but they apparently weren't in my head, didn't tell anyone, and for all I know, they've forgotten it themselves.

Liz apologises and I shake my head, rubbing her hand, gently. "It's okay. We'll figure it out," I tell her as the door opens. I turn quickly, sliding a bit closer to Liz as I wait to see what's going to happen now.

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~*Serena*~


Ainsling and I walk in and I sigh seeing Max and Liz. God, sometimes things just feel so weird.


I feel like I'm interrupting or something. But, hey we're in school, they couldn't be doing to much making out.


"Liz, I'm sorry....but I honestly think that this relationship is going to fast. What made you so sure that it was ok to tell Max about us? How do you know for sure he won't go blabbing about this?", I take a deep breath and sit across from them. "Are you sure you really love him Liz?".

~Liz~

My phone starts ringing just as Ainsling walks up and as I look down I see that it’s Maria. Glancing at the time I realise that she’s probably wondering where we are, having arranged to meet her in the Crashdown after school, but it’s not like now is a great time to break off. I’m the one that’s caused this, the least I can do is stay and listen to what they have to say… Taking a breath and biting my lip, I press to send the call to my answerphone, praying inwardly that Maria will forgive me later if she realises what I have done.

Max moves a little closer to me, and although I refrain from leaning into his arms as I would love to, it’s wonderful to know that he’s there… His hand is still closed firmly round mine, and I can feel his thumb rubbing up and down. Such a little gesture, yet it means so much…

As Serena walks up, I open my mouth to speak but remain silent as I see she has something to say herself. As long as she’s not going to have a strop as she did before, I’m going to listen to whatever she had to say…I owe her that much…

“Liz, I’m sorry…but I honestly think that this relationship is going too fast…”

You know what, if I go by what my head is saying, she’s not the only one… But my heart…no matter how fast it’s going, it just feels so right…

Besides, despite what Serena is saying, I know full well that’s not the whole story… She doesn’t think I should be in a relationship like this full stop. It doesn’t really matter how fast we go, because basically, the mere fact that we’re together means that we’re moving too fast in her eyes. I sigh and wish so much that it didn’t have to be like this. I want my sister to be happy for me, to accept that even though I’m still young, I’ve found something that most people spend their whole lives looking for and yet still come back empty handed…

“What made you so sure that it was ok to tell Max about us? How do you know for sure he won’t go blabbing about this?”

G** how I wish that I could tell her the truth…it would make all of this so much easier… I knew it was ok because he shared his secret with me…I know that he won’t blab because he’s been keeping his own abilities secret for the whole of his life. I know that he can keep a secret because he’s had so much practice…

Of course I can’t say any of this, and instead I give the only answer I can think of. “Why?- Because I couldn’t lie to him anymore… And how do I know he won’t blab? – Because I trust him… With my life… I add silently knowing this last wouldn’t help matters. I’m fully aware that my reasons don’t sound impressive – in fact they sound like they come from a girl that’s lost in a teenage crush or something like that, but in reality, they’re so much more…

I might not be able to share my real reasons, but I know that they’re there, and I know without a doubt that we can trust Max. He’s not going to tell anyone about us…not because of him, or Isabel, not because he’s scared of being exposed, but because he promised me…

He’s going to lie to his sister and best friend, and it’s all because of me… Part of me feels guilty as I think of this, but I know that I can’t afford to think like that. I can’t change this, because although it was time to tell Max, I know it’s not time to do any more…

Serena hasn’t quite finished though, and the final question comes as she hops up onto the desk in front of us and looks at me again. “Are you sure you really love him Liz?”

This is a question I have no hesitation in the answer for…this I know without a doubt… I nod slightly. “I do Serena…I do love Max… I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life…I know that you think things have moved fast, and if I’m honest I know that you’re right, but everything just seems so right…” I shake my head slightly. “I don’t know how to explain my feelings, but I don’t doubt what I can call them… I’m in love, for better for worse…and I don’t think there’s every going to be anyone else for me…”

~*Serena*~


I sigh softly and look between the 2 of them. So is he willing to someday dare it come up to raise a magical child, if he does end up being her one true soulmate?


"So, if he's your one and only, and you get married, and start a family...he'll be willing to raise a child who may be magical?", I look at her then at him. "And you'll be able to handle worrying about a human husband and then a child who is more then that? How do you know for sure that everythign will be ok. Liz, every day we fight demons, just barely make it with our lives sometimes, and now you've brought him into this, is he prepared to see demons day in and day out, especially if they attack him for being in the way of us?".

*Max*

I smile at Serena's questions but hold back the laughter that could so easily come. Would I be willing to raise a magical child? I've always supposed any child I had with Liz would have alien powers, even assuming our genetics are similiar enough to even have children. Why not magical ones? I'm sure Liz and I will figure out a way to deal with that, whenever it comes.

"I'd be thrilled to raise a magical child," I tell her, sincerely. "If she were mine and Liz's." I smile at Liz, softly, serenely, knowing any child we have together may be more than just magical. At least for the Magic we'll have Ms. Brennan to help with any questions. The alien powers didn't come with any mentors, or instructions or guidance of any kind. The magical part will probably be the easier side to deal with.

Serena goes on to warn about life-threatening demons who may harm me or our potential children. That is a sobering thought. There are enough unknowns in my life already, with the Military and the FBI out to find and disect me. Demons will be another hazard, but I'm more than willing to face that if it's the price of being with Liz. I don't know if my powers will help against a demon, they didn't help for opening the box, but there may be indirect ways to use them to help. If Serena's father could take on the challenge, I'm sure I can do at least as well.

"I'll face anything to be with Liz," I promise Serena and Ms. Brennan. "I think it's wonderful that you're using your abilities to help people. Maybe there will be ways that I can help her. Or you and Ms. Brennan, too. I don't have to be an extra burden to you."

Even without powers, there are bound to be ways an extra person can help. Someone who can be trusted. Even if it's just making excuses for her and Serena if they're late for school or something.

Maria

"Great Her voicemail" I say outloud with frustration. "I guess I just sit here until someone decides to grace me with their presnces. I decide to call Michael. To see if he is coming to the Crashdown, I wonder where he is anyway where is everyone. I dial Michael's number maybe he will answer.

OOC: Let me know when maria is needed