Roswell Fanatics

Hopefully this part will clear things up and uncover why things are they way they are...



Part 31

“Ah.” Alex groaned as the phone continued to ring. He wanted to get it, make it stop, but his body wasn’t cooperating. Heck his body wasn’t even moving. He was hanging off the couch, the shrill sound of the phone making his headache blaze to life.

“You know, when you pick it up it stops ringing.” Michael said as he walked toward the phone. Alex could hear him mumbling then walk his way. “For you.” He tossed the phone at him.
Alex groaned and reached behind for the phone.
“Yeah?”

“Hey there Drunky.” Shawna giggled.
“Shawna? How did you know?” He sat up quickly.
“I kinda called you last night. I figured you wouldn’t remember. How are you feeling?”

“Bad. Everything hurts. I…I didn’t say anything, um…inappropriate did I?” Alex swallowed.
“No, nothing inappropriate. You did say something important though.” She left it at that.
“Well, what did I say?”
“Um….well you said….” She paused. “Alex, how do you feel about me?”

The question stunned Alex. What did she mean? Oh god, what had he said?
“How do I feel about you?” He asked. “What do you mean?”
“Well, I mean…what are your feelings for me?”
“What did I say?” He started to panic. What could he have possibly have said to make her ask that?

“You kinda said you loved me before hanging up.” Shawna heard a loud thump on the other side of the phone. “Alex?” She heard him cursing and knew he’d dropped the phone.
“Shawna? Oh god.” She smiled as she heard him moving around. “I….I said I…loved you?”
“Yeah? It’s ok Alex, you were drunk.”
“I…I said I…I…loved….you?” Alex rubbed his now throbbing head. He had fallen off the couch. How could he be so stupid? He had said that?

“Yeah, you did. Look it’s ok Alex. Don’t freak out.” Shawna said, now feeling a little less good. Alex was taking this that bad.
“What…what did you say?” He asked nervously.
“I didn’t say anything. You hung up before I could.”
“What would you have said?” He asked.

“You know what? I’m going to go down there this weekend. I’ll tell you then.” She said with a smile.
“Uh, ok.” Alex gulped.
“I’ll talk to you later, I have to go.”

Alex hung up and brushed through his hair. Oh, his head was hurting now.

~*~

“Rice Auto, how can I help you?” Michael answered the phone.
“Michael, I need a big favor.” Liz said anxiously.

Within twenty minutes Michael was at the restaurant.
“So you think he’s getting himself into trouble?” He asked as she climbed into his truck.
“I don’t know. I hope not, but I have a feeling he’s there.” She replied.

~*~

“I strongly suggest you leave right now Zan, before I have you arrested for trespassing.” Jeff Parker warned.
“I strongly suggest you shut up Mr. P.” Zan countered. “I want to know here and now why you hate me so much. Why even when I was just a little kid, you did nothing but make my life hell?” Zan stared at the older angrily.

“Leave right now.” Jeff said again.
“Not until you answer me. I want to know, why you thought I was never good enough for your daughter. Why you never even gave me a chance. Is it because my mother was Hispanic? Was it because my family was poor?”

Jeff simply glared back at him.
“I don’t have to explain myself to you. Get out of my office.”
“No! Answer me. You owe me that much at least.”
“I owe you nothing.”

Zan stood face to face with him. The anger in his eyes could have pierced right through Jeff Parker if it could. He could feel the rage running through his veins. His heart was pounding so hard he thought it would rip its way out of his chest. He could see the same hate reflected in Jeff’s eyes. He could see the vein bulging along the neck of the older man.

“Just fucking tell me!” Zan exploded and grabbed Jeff by his shirt. Jeff only laughed and pulled himself free.
“You act like that and still ask why I don’t want you near my daughter.” He said viciously.
“I would never hurt Liz. I love her.”
“How do I know that? I have no assurance that you wouldn’t hurt her. My daughter is all I have left in the world. I don’t want to lose her to someone like you, where she could end up hurt.

“I’d never hurt her. You say you don’t want to lose her but you are. You are pushing her away yourself. She hates you because you’re the one who’s hurting her!” Zan told him.
“You’re lying. I’m not hurting her. I love my daughter, I’m only trying to protect her.”

Jeff Parker was starting to break down. He couldn’t take what Zan was saying. It couldn’t be true. His daughter couldn’t hate him, he was only protecting her.

“Why do you hate me so much?” Zan asked again.
“I don’t hate you!” Jeff yelled and slumped down on his chair.
“Then why do you treat me like I’m unworthy?”

Jeff sighed deeply and resting his elbows on his desk.
“It was your father.” He said softly. “He was responsible for the death of my wife.”
“What? How?” Zan asked, confused.
“He pumped her with some kind of drug and tried to take advantage of her. She was coming home from the doctor a month after Liz was born. He offered to give her a ride home and she accepted. Well he took her to his house first, saying he needed to get something. She went in with him. He offered her a drink, but she didn’t know he had put something in it. Well, it didn’t go as he planned. She went into a severe seizure and he couldn’t get what he wanted, so he dumped her off somewhere in the desert.” He paused then continued. “The police found her out there, she died a week later.”

Zan let the words sink in. He felt like arguing, like standing up for his father, but couldn’t. He knew it was probably true.
“What does that have to do with me?”

Jeff stood up and walked over to the picture of his wife.
“I didn’t want Liz near your father. I didn’t want her to get hurt. My hatred for your father also went to you. I thought you would turn out like him, or that he’d use you to hurt her. I didn’t want to risk that. I had to take of her on my own. I didn’t want to see anything bad happen to her.”

Both men looked at each other.
“You understand don’t you?” Jeff asked, his voice now considerably softer.
“I guess I could understand the feeling behind it. But everything you’ve been doing to her is hurting her. You sent her away; you do things to me that hurt her too. She loves me Mr. Parker, and I love her too. I’d do anything in my power to protect her from everything. I’d never hurt her, I swear.”

“He wouldn’t dad. He loves me like you love me. But you take it too far.” Liz said as she stepped into the office. Both men looked at her in surprise. “I do love you dad, but you take things too far trying to protect me. I’m a big girl now, and I have Zan. I can take care of myself, and if I can’t Zan can. You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I have to, it’s my job.” Jeff smiled sadly. “I’m sorry Liz.” He said as a tear went down his worn cheek.
“I’m sorry too daddy.” She said and went over to hug him. “But you have to stop this, now.” She pulled away and looked at him seriously. “Stop the charges on Zan, stop trying to take him away from me.”

Jeff watched as she pulled away and went over to Zan. He saw how Zan wrapped his arms around her protectively and lovingly. He could see the love coming from both of them. It broke his heart to know that he had been trying to break that love apart.

He picked up his phone and called his agents.
“Yes, I’d like to have the charges against Alejandro Evans dropped. Yes everything is fine. Yes I understand what I said before.” He paused and looked over at the two. “Let’s just say I had a change of heart. Yes, that will do. Thank you.” He hung up. “You’re free to go.” He smiled.

Liz went over and hugged him again.
“Thank you dad.” She kissed his cheek.
“Yeah, thanks Mr. Parker. I’ll take care of her.” Zan said and shook Jeff’s hand.
“Think nothing of it. I only ask for your forgiveness.” He said whole-heartedly.

They nodded and left.

~*~

Michael smiled at the couple beside him. They looked so in love. They were holding onto each other like they’re life depended on it. Liz sat on Zan’s lap resting her head on his shoulder. Zan had his hands wrapped around her waist, his cheek resting on the top of her head, every once-in-a-while kissing her.

“Ok love birds, we’re home.” He said and laughed as they sighed.

They got of the truck and went up to the apartment. Everyone but Maria was there; she was still with her mom. Michael sighed and sunk down on the couch.
“What’s wrong Mike?” Zan asked as he sat beside him.
“Nothing.” He mumbled and turned to his friend. “You really love her huh?”

“Yeah.” Zan smiled dreamily. “Why do you ask?”
“How does it feel?”
“Hmm, well…” Zan paused and thought about it. “…ok you know how you feel after working on your truck? When you fix it up all nice so it works?”

Michael thought then smiled.
“Yeah.”
“That’s how love feels. Like this great feeling of like achievement. It’s a rush man. With Liz, I feel like I can do anything.” Zan smiled again.
“That’s deep bro.” Michael laughed. “I know what you mean though.”
“What's with the questions? Anything you gotta tell me about my adopted sis?” Zan teased.

Michael turned away and smiled. “I knew it. It was about damn time too man. You’re play is slow.”
“Shut up man. Don’t say anything ok.”
“A’ight. So what you gonna do man?”
“I don’t know yet.”

Maria and Liz walked into the room. Michael and Zan both looked over with stupid grins on their faces. Alex sat aside watching the whole spectacle.
“So what do you guys feel like doing?”

TBC...

The explanation for Liz's mom's death may be confusing so let me explain. I offered another explanation for her death in an earlier part, but that was only a cover story Jeff gave Liz when she was younger. He did not want her to know the real story of her mother's death and chose to make up one that would be easier to explain.

Hope that might clear up some confusion

I felt you guys have had enough agnst for now. This part is all fluff!
Song featured it Genuwine's "In Those Jeans"


Part 32

Looking good, plenty tight
Is there any more room for me
In those jeans?

Really thick, like I like it
Tell me is there any more room for me
In those jeans?

Looking tasty, really scrumptious
Tell me is there anymore room for me
In those jeans?

Zan kissed down her neck. The slow music leading his movements. He wanted to take his time and enjoy the feel of her. The music started to fade into the background behind Liz’s soft sighs. Soon Zan couldn’t hear it, drowning in her.

The room was dark, save for the little bit of moonlight that managed to slip through the blinds. He laid her down on the bed before removing his clothes. Once he finished with that, he moved her hands over her head while he undressed her.

He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. He bent and kissed the area above her panty line before pulling the denim material down her lean legs.

Liz lifted her hips allowing him to pull off the objecting material the rest of the way. Her body was already shaking with expectant desire. She felt her feet being lifted, one at a time, as he removed her socks. She giggled as he lightly tickled them.

Her hands reached out for him, and he took them, kissing her palms. He smiled as he put them back over her head.
“Just stay like that.” He whispered, letting a kiss remain unkissed.

She nodded and bit her lower lip in her nervousness. Every hair follicle stood on end as his rough hands skimmed over her skin. The heat from his skin warmed her, and chilled her when he moved away.

He reached down and pulled her shirt over her head. Now she laid in her bra and panties. “Have I told you today how beautiful you are?” He asked passionately. She could only nod in response. “Well I’m going to tell you again because once is never enough. You’re beautiful.” He kissed the valley between her breasts.

The background music had stopped. No one noticed.

She felt his erection graze her leg as he continued to kiss her chest. She raised her leg to pay it further attention, but he stopped her, placing her leg flat below him.

He unfastened her bra, which clasped in the front. He reached and cupped her left breast while his lips lowered on the right one. He placed a soft, gentle kiss on her hardened peek. She sighed and raised herself slightly attempting to bring him closer.

His right hand caressed her left breast to the rhythm of her soft sighs. His mouth kissed the right mound, open-mouthed kisses. The double stimulation was driving her insane.

Her pleas urged him on, moving his kisses down her body. He kissed the flesh below her breasts, the rise of her rib cage, the hollow of her stomach, and down to her navel.
He dipped his tongue into the tiny crevice, reveling in the intake of breath that she took. He took her legs, one at a time, and bent them at the knee so that he was resting between them.

He looked up at her and grinned deviously. He ran his tongue along the top of her panties, holding down her hips so she could not raise them.
He dipped his head down letting the tip of his nose touch her now moist panties.

Liz gave a shuddered sigh as first his nose, then the tip of his tongue touched her through the thin material. His fingers were on her inner thighs holding her down while slightly spreading her legs. She fought to keep her hands over her head.

Zan got the edge of her panties and pulled them off. He kissed her knees and up her thighs, deliberately going along slowly. He reached the juncture between her thighs and leaned in to claim his feast.

Liz’s back arched off the bed as he placed a kiss on her nether lips. She moaned at the contact.
“Zan, please.”

He ran his tongue over her lips once more before letting it run along the inside. Liz grabbed hold of the sheets. She bit her lip almost to the point of bleeding. She could feel him nuzzling, and licking all around.

“Let go Liz, just let go.” He told her, which she soon did. She felt the wave cresting and then crash down all around her. She felt it go through all her limbs until everything went slack with the sheer pleasure of it. Her legs fell back onto the bed.

Zan crawled up her hyper sensitive body, letting his lips graze her skin on the way up.
“That was so amazing. I can never get tired of seeing you like that.” Zan said as he reached her face.

He kissed her jaw, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her eyelids, her forehead, and finally her mouth.

She looked at him expectantly. “Don’t worry about it. I got off just watching you.” He grinned.
She smiled and kissed him back.

“Today’s been an exhausting day. Go to sleep.” He said before going into the bedroom.

~*~

It was the weekend and Alex was a nervous wreck.
Shawna would be there soon. He told her he’d pick her up at the bus station.

He kept his hands in his pockets, playing around with the loose change and keys. He couldn’t keep still. Her was anxious about seeing her again, and he was nervous of what she was going to say.

He would jump whenever a bus pulled in.

“Alex!” Hear hers her shout from behind him. He spots her within the crowd and runs toward her. She laughs as he picks her up and spins her around. “Miss me?” She asked in mid spin.
“You have no idea how much.” He kissed her and then noticed all the bags surrounding her. “Are these all yours?” He asked.

“Oh, yeah.” She smiled.
“How long are you staying?”
“Well, that’s part of the reason I came back.” She said. “See I decided where to go to college.”
“Uh huh.” He urged her on.

“Well, I fought my parents over it but I’m coming down here.” She said.
“You are?” He smiled. “So what’s the other reason you came back?”
“For this.” She kissed him. “And to tell you that I also loved you.”
“You love me?” Alex asked smiling.
“Of course. And I also have a request.”

“What is it?”
“Can I take Zan’s room?”

~*~

“Why can’t I look?” Maria asked as Michael placed the blindfold on her. He moved her over to sit in a chair.
“It’s a surprise.” He said as he walked away from her.

“I don’t like surprises Michael.” She whined from the seat. She could hear him moving around the apartment, but didn’t know what he was up to.

“Just sit still. I’m almost done.” He told her. He’d stopped her from entering the apartment when she got there. He pulled out a scarf to blindfold her. “Ok. You can take the blindfold off now.” He said.

Maria took it off and gasped. Michael had set up a wonderful dinner. The table was decorated with a white satin tablecloth littered with rose pedals. In the center of the table was a vase full of red roses. She could smell their fragrance.
“Oh Michael. It’s so beautiful.” She sighed.

“Come here.” He smiled at her and pulled out chilled bottle of Champaign.
“Michael what is all this for?” She asked as she sat at the table.

He poured the bubbly in their glasses and handed her her glass. He then turned and retrieved the plates of food and set them on the table.
“I know how much you like rigatoni.” He smiled.

“Michael, thank you so much. I love all of this. But, why?” She asked as he sat down.
“I just wanted to show you how special you are to me.”
“Oh Michael, this is all so much.” She blinked her teary eyes. “Thank you.”
“I should be the one to thank you.” He said. “You gave me something I thought I could never have.”
“What’s that?”
“Love.”

“Oh Michael.” She felt the tears stream down her face. Pushing her seat back, she stood up and walked over to Michael. “Come here.” She said and took his hand. He stood up and let her pull him along.

She led him into her bedroom and shut the door behind them.

~*~

Zan held Liz protectively warmed in his warmth. He breathed in her sweet scent that always had a hint of vanilla.

It hit him like a semi truck. All his love for her.

He held her tighter, loving the way her little behind pressed into his groin.

TBC...

Hey all well it certainly has been a long time since I've looked at this fic and I forgot just how many parts it has.
Yep, this is it. The end of telling of this story. Of course it's not the end of the characters because they continue to live on in everyone's minds. Some of you will just smile and be happy with the ending, others yet will imagine what might happen after this. I know I do.
I won't give away my thoughts on them because I don't want to spoil the ending for those that are reading this for the first time.
It's been a fun crazy trip and I hope we can do it again.




Part 33

“Let me show you how much I care about you.” She whispered into his ear.

Michael swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. This was the woman he loved, willing to give herself to him.
“Undress me.” She said and put his hands on her waist.

He pulled at the hem of her shirt up and over her head.
“Cold?” He asked her as she shivered.
“A little. Warm me up Michael.” She said seductively.

Michael nodded and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. He smiled as she stepped out of it, standing before him in red lace bra with matching lace boy shorts. “I do recall a certain guy complaining about my choice of underwear, so I got new ones.”

“Never change anything just because I say something stupid.” He said. She smiled and pulled his shirt over his head. She undid his belt and fly, giving his pants a tug pulling them down.

They stood in the middle of the room in their underwear. Michael’s hands shook with his passion and nerves.
Maria backed away and climbed up on her bed. She sat back in the middle of the bed and reached out her hand for him.

“Maria are you…?”
“Shh, don’t think just come here.” She whispered.

Michael sat down on the bed and looked over at her. She smiled back sweetly and moved closer to him. “It’s ok Michael. If you’re not ready…” Now it was his turn to stop her.
“Not ready? Maria I’ve never been more ready for anything in my whole life. I love you, I do. I’m just…I’ve never done this before. I don’t want to disappoint you.” He admitted.

“Disappoint me? Oh Mike.” She sighed and kissed his lips. “I only hope I don’t disappoint you.” She moved off the bed and kneeled between his legs. She ran her hands along his thighs letting her right hand dip into his boxers. She felt his hardness smiling as he hissed.

“Just relax.” She told him before bringing her left hand up to pull off his boxers. She tossed them behind her and scooted closer. She steadied her hands on his legs before bringing her lips down to his member.

Her pink tongue peeked out to taste the tip of him. His hips jumped off the bed at the initial contact. He groaned as her warm mouth surrounded him. He clawed the sheets pulling them out of place as she continued to take more of him.

Maria ran her tongue along the length of his shaft. He was hard steal wrapped in smooth silk.
“Maria, I have to…” He grunted out, taking her hands.

Maria nodded and pushed him back on the bed. Michael scooted back on the bed until he was in the middle. He gazed at Maria as she crawled on the bed and straddled him. She reached back and unclasped her bra, slipping it off and letting her breasts spring free. Then she expertly removed her panties.

She leaned down and kissed his lips as she reached over into her dresser and pulled out a condom. She sat back up and slipped the condom onto his erect penis. She took his hands and laid them on her hips as she lowered herself onto him.

“Oh god.” Michael slid his hands up her body until they came up to her breasts. Her nipples were hard against his palms.

“Roll me over.” Maria moaned and helped him position himself on top. “Love me Michael.”

Michael looked deep into her eyes as he thrust into her. His arms were shaking as he held himself up as not to crush her. His muscles contracted as he continued to push into her tight, warm passage.
“Maria, oh god Maria.” He groaned as he picked up his pace, driving into her fast, deeper.

“Yes. Oh Michael yes, like that.” Maria grabbed his shoulders and pulled him deeper still. She wrapped her legs high around his back, pulling him even deeper. “Yes, yes.”

Maria’s chanting and his impending release made him reach down between them. He felt himself going in and out of her.
“God, it’s real.” He grunted and reached for her bundle of nerves. When he found it he rubbed it to the rhythm of his thrusts.
“Michael!” She moaned loudly as her body went into pleasurable spasms.

Michael was right behind her as his body went stiff then convulsed into the force of his climax.

“I love you. Oh Michael.” She sighed and pulled him down for a kiss.
“I love you too.”

~*~

“How long have you been up?” She asked him.
“A couple of hours.” He said.

Liz watched as Zan leaned over the bed, looking for something on the floor. “Liz, I was thinkin’ a lot while ya was sleepin’ And it just made me so confused and so happy all together.” He grinned. “I never felt this way about no one. Damn, I’ve loved ya since we was kids. And now I got ya here, all to myself.”

“You never were one to share.” She smiled.
“Nah. I want ya all to myself. I don’t want nobody else to get to wake up with ya or go to bed with ya. I know it’s selfish, but that’s how I is.” He sighed and sat up facing her. “Liz, we’s been through a lot. I know we’re still young and all, but I just couldn’t wait till we was older.”

He pulled his hand out from under the covers and showed her a ring. “It ain’t much, but it’s an engagement ring. So what I’m goin’ to say is…Lizzie, will ya marry me?”

~*~

“You sure you brought everything?” Alex asked as he struggled to carry the bags out of the elevator.
“Sorry, I just wanted to get everything. Didn’t want to forget something and have to go back. My parents aren’t in their best of moods.” Shawna smiled.

“Took it that bad huh?” He smiled and unlocked the door to the apartment.
“Let’s just say they aren’t happy that I’m going to the Art’s school here. They had all these papers waiting for me when I got home. Imagine their faces when I told them I was coming back and becoming a singer.”

“Hey girl.” Maria smiled at her as she came out of her room. “Wow, long trip?”
“Actually, I wanted to ask if I could live here.”

“You want to live here too?” Michael asked as he came into the living room.
“If you let me.” She smiled.

Michael put his arm around Maria and kissed her.
“Sure. Why not?” He laughed.
“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” Shawna squealed and ran to him. “I promise I’ll be the best roommate ever.”

“Um, feeling a little jealous over here. I did carry these ten ton bags.” Alex pouted.
“Oh Alex. I promise to be the best girlfriend to you ever.” She went back to him and kissed him.

“Yo, looks like everyone is here.” Zan grinned and walked in holding Liz’s hand.
“Looks like I already filled your spot Zan. So if you’re coming to ask for your room back, sorry.” Michael laughed.

“Nah, that won’t be necessary.” Zan looked over at Liz and held up her hand.

The group gasped as they saw the ring on Liz’s left hand.
“Does that mean what I think it means?” Maria asked.

“Well if you think it means we’re getting married…you’re right.” Liz smiled and kissed Zan.
“Oh my god, Liz.” Shawna ran over to her best friend and hugged her. “I’m so happy for you.”
“Me too.” Maria rushed over and joined the hug.

“Wow, never would have thought.” Michael teased as he shook Zan’s hand.
“Congratulations man.” Alex smiled and also shook his hand.
“Thanks.”

“Well this calls for a celebration.” Maria announced.
“Party at Liz’s and Zan’s?” Shawna asked with a smile.
“Oh but of course.” The group laughed.

“Drinks, to the newly engaged couple. You guys deserve it.” Michael announced as he passed out drinks.
“Cheers.”

Liz looked up at Zan and kissed him.
“Thank you for making me so happy.” She said with tears in her eyes.
“No, thank you.”

The End.