Re: Aftershock CC mature pg 4, ch 13, Jan 30, 2016
Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2016 6:03 pm
keepsmiling7
chapter 14
Michael hadn’t paid that much attention, but Maria had underlined the statement from Joe Adkins about the bears. She firmly stated that she had no desire to go on any hikes to see nature. She could see the lake, a family of ducks swimming along the shore and birds flitting about the bushes. Her view of the lake, seeing ducks and birds, was all the nature she wanted just by looking out the front door. Michael split a few sticks of wood for the kitchen stove and he did walk a few hundred yards away to collect the view of his surroundings. At first, Maria thought, let him go. He can have all the nature he wants. Then, she began to think, if something happened to Michael, she would be trapped in the cabin for the remainder of the two weeks. Maria’s imagination ran wild for a few seconds. She had all sorts of visions of Michael becoming dinner for some very large bear. If something happened to Michael how would she really feel? Maria would never want to see any creature hurt, but if the one hurt was Michael, how would that affect her? If the bear did eat Michael, she would have two weeks alone. Maria didn’t like that idea. Maria thought, maybe, she didn’t like the idea of there not being any second chance to get back with Michael.
Maria said nothing of this to Michael because she didn’t want to appear dependent. The years as a singer and an expensive companion to so many men had left her with a fear of loosing control. Then came the realization that this part of her life was probably over and she had to decide if she would be content with that. With Michael, or without Michael, Maria’s life was soon to take a new turn. Could she go back to singing as before? Most of her scandalous activity was for the benefit of Liz’s care. Now like a mom whose daughter has just married and moved away, Maria felt happy for Liz, but there was a longing in her heart that was hard to explain. Maria had to ask if she was any longer needed.
Maria knew that she should be happy that Liz had been rediscovered by Max and now she, Maria, was free to pursue her own plans. Trouble was that Maria didn’t have any plans. Being an expensive call girl was not what she wanted even if she was allowed to, also, sing.
Michael returned about lunchtime. He had found bear sign, but it was some distance from the cottage. For him, coffee, cheese and an apple made up lunch. Maria had explored the cabin and stored the groceries, Joe had brought them in the root cellar. She wasn’t yet brave enough to seek out the ice cave where Joe had stored their meat. The entrance to the root cellar was right beside the house, but to venture further, Maria thought, was just challenging that bear, which she was sure was sitting behind the trees watching. Let Michael brave the bear. Michael could blast a hunk of fur off the beast or maybe like Crocodile Dundee, just mesmerize the creature with two fingers. As the day wore on, Maria became more convinced of Michael’s invulnerability. Yeah, Michael the alien “superman.” How many years of her life had Maria relied on that? Even when he was absent, hadn’t he always been the one who gave her courage?
Maria did find several heads of lettuce in Joe’s groceries. Taking a lettuce wedge, mixing some vinegar with the milk and adding a few spices, Maria fixed a respectable salad.
“Talking to Kyle the other day.” Michael began. “He seems to think he is responsible for the explosion. He says that the creature he fought with was skin related, but it wasn’t like anything we had faced before. When he hit that trap in its back, it not only deflated, it exploded. That is what blew the three of you out one end of the building and Max, Isabel and me out the other. Kyle says he thinks there was something stored in that building the accelerated the fire. Maybe, they had something prepared in case they were discovered. You know destroy all the evidence if found,” Michael stated.
He waited several minutes as if to give her a chance to comment. Maria said nothing. “I got Max back into his college job and finished up my literature degree so I could take care of him. When Max is in his right mind, completely with us, he is still a brilliant chemist. It is the other times I worry about. Those times no one knows where his mind goes,” Michael continued.
Again waiting. Nothing. “Look, Maria, I know that Ralph guy messed you all up, but maybe he did us all a favor. At least now, we are all together. That has to count for something.”
Maria thought, I am the one who Ralph, out-ed. It was me who has to see myself as to what I actually was doing. She, yet, couldn’t see Ralph as doing anything further except for ruining her life.
Michael was silent for a long time. Maria thought, “What do you want from me? There is no way you would ever have had enough money to afford an expensive whore like I am. Wait a minute, Michael you used to get everything I had to offer for no more than love alone. Do you want me to go back to that girl of long ago? Can I ever go back to that girl? Do I want to go back to that girl?”
Maria was seeing that she was actually thinking of herself as a whore. All the time she had been singing and sleeping with very rich men, Maria had always steered her mind away from the word whore. Why now was it so close to the surface of her thoughts?
Michael returned to the woodpile. Thinking of the American literature he had read and lectured on, wasn’t the woodpile the place where man always returned to collect and brood over his thoughts? A brief thought passed by, what did alien men do to collect their thoughts? The woodpile was where humans prepared the essence of fire. Wasn’t fire one of the things that separated humans from dumb animals? What did this human woman want? Then, Michael thought, what do I want? As an alien, he had always wanted a home someplace. He thought of that first time with the Scooby Doo paper plates and the farewell dinner he had prepared. That night, their coming together had changed him. At first, all Michael wanted was to, some way, return to Antar and his people or who he thought were his people. Once faced with the willing Maria, young hormones and trapped desire, all contributed to the feeling that he was home. Isabel had once said she had a home in her brother; well, Michael found a much more powerful home in sleeping with the girl who had been beside him for so long. This girl was older, more experienced, but she still was the same one he bedded long ago. Isabel moved on to first Alex, then Jesse as Max moved on to his Liz. Michael and Maria had more beak-ups and reunions than should be allowed. What did Michael want now?
This was no time to count calories. Venison steak last night, fried ham for breakfast and now potatoes and cheese as potato au gratin and apples in a cream sauce made with milk and sugar. Maria still remained relatively quiet.
That night with Michael sitting on his side of the sleeping platform, Maria did not go to the toilet room to change. She pulled on a bulky tee-shirt and removed her bra from under the shirt. Standing, facing away from Michael, she slid down her slacks and then her panties. She stepped into the pajama bottoms and pulled them up. Maria remained at the far end of the platform, but she began to speak. “I got this job in West Texas. I was tending bar when their singer called in sick. The boss had heard me singing in the storeroom so he offered me a chance. The tips helped a lot, but Liz was getting worse. She had both physical burns as well as a lot of mental problems. I guess she suffered a lot at the hands of the Skins. A cowboy offered me a hundred bucks to go home with him. I guess being the lover of an alien did something to me. Before the night was over, he had run that hundred up to five hundred more and must have bragged about his night to every man in the oil field. We still didn’t have enough to care for Liz. Kyle joined the army and gave me his signing bonus to help out. He regularly sent me a good portion of his pay. His second and third bonuses added up. By then, I had moved on to the big city. Playboy offered me a fortune for that picture. Now, I met men with very big bank accounts. That alien magic had made me a woman to pursue. While living with Ralph or at least spending mornings with him, I was bringing in enough money for Nurse Adkins to get some of the support Liz needed.”
If Maria was waiting for some remark or judgment or something from Michael, she was disappointed. He simply sat at the end of the platform and watched her intently. This intense study finally broke Maria down. “Michael, I became a very expensive whore and that is all I was,” she sobbed. Maria didn’t give Michael a chance to say anything now. She wrapped herself in the feather bed and curled up on the far side of the platform, turned away from Michael.
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Max was careful as he stalked through the tall sage. He bent over as well as he could to not let himself be seen above the tops of the tall plants. On either side, Max could see that the sage was much shorter. He had no idea of why it was so tall in the middle.
On one side he knew there was the Calvary looking for him. He had no idea of why. There was some talk of a paper from Washington, which ordered his arrest. On the other side, Max had spotted a group of Apache warriors. Only because of his strangeness of not being Apache did they look for him. Of the two groups, Max felt his best chance would be with the Apaches. The boys in blue would only see the words on the paper. They would be oblivious to anything else. If the Apache gave him a chance they might see that Max was stranger than even their imagination had conceived. If the Apache sensed how alien he was, they just might want to learn more about him. The Apache had survived in this land by constantly observing and learning.
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“Max, come out of it,” a voice commanded. Isabel had been glad when Joe Adkins suggested Michael and Maria go off alone to explore their problems. Michael was a great guy, but Isabel thought, maybe, he was babying Max too much. “Max, you are going to have to suck it up. If you don’t help Liz, she may never come back to us,” Izzy commanded.
Max shook his head. He always felt woozy when he came out of these fantasies. “What can I do, Isabel? I sit by her and get no response,” Max said.
“Max you are going to have to call her back. You are going to have to explore your own powers. You have healed Liz several times, now, you have to do it again,” Isabel said as she moved her hand up a tall vase and made the colors flow.
Max was intently watching her. They had all assured him that he had great powers if he would only look for them.
It seemed to Max that he was always doing what others wanted him to do. Back in his mind, he felt there had been a time when stubbornness in his character had defined him. Maybe it was his own indecisiveness that drove him now to flow in the directions they chose. All of them, Isabel, Michael and now, Jesse and Maria claimed they were persuading Max for his and Liz’s own good. Max walked to the door where he knew Liz was sleeping mostly because he didn’t have any better ideas.
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Max faced the doorway. Steve McGarrett, Danno Williams and a young girl from Hawaii 5-0 were all standing there ready to back him up. The fact that Max was sure they were not in Hawaii brought forth the question, why was the elite legendary police force now standing in front of him. The young girl, she looked Oriental, but for the life of him, Max couldn’t think of her name. He did know that she was very pretty. Even though she was dressed in SWAT clothes, Max could only think of her in that red bikini or maybe it was yellow. Those long athletic legs, small, firm breasts, were topped with that long chestnut colored hair and those liquid brown eyes. She reminded Max so much of Liz that first time he had seen her naked.
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Max and Liz had been kissing on the patio right outside her second story window. This had the thrill of an embarrassing danger as her parents bedroom was less than 20 feet away. Graduation was coming up and from every vision that kept plaguing Liz, they were to be killed graduation night. Max had taken a piece of charcoal and announced, “This is a trick I learned from Superman.”
If passion hadn’t been raging in Liz, she might have flinched. The comic character Superman was reported to have taken a lump of coal and using superhuman strength, he pressed it into a diamond. Liz might have said that even if Superman had been real and not a comic character, there would have to have been more than just his super strength. The pressure would have heated the coal and it would have to have been allowed to cool slowly to allow the Crystal to properly form.
Max had rearranged the molecular structure to make the carbon turn into the diamond. Max knew only what he had seen at the jewelry store about diamonds. Mr. Goldman had been so nice. “Son, have you asked her yet?”
Max looked up with that deer in the headlight look a young man might have when caught thinking about something so important as marriage. “No, sir, we are talking about it, but I haven’t gone down on one knee yet.”
“Son, don’t overlook the importance of that one knee stuff. Women remember things like that forever. Start out right and you will have a long happy relationship. Tell you what, come in when you get ready and we will discuss finances. I will try to fix you up with the best you can afford. No sense starting off with a debt that hangs over the both of you. Women don’t really care about the size of the rock. It’s the size of the heart which gives the rock that counts,” Mr. Goldman counseled.
When Max rearranged the carbon structure all he knew was the beautiful facets he had seen on the diamonds at Goldman’s Store. “Liz Parker, will you marry me?” Max said as his knee bent to the floor holding the diamond in his outstretched hand perfectly but unnaturally formed.
Max never knew if Liz had been expecting this or not. Her hands cradling his face as she kissed him her answer, Liz raised Max to his feet and backed him to the daybed off to the side of the patio. Seating him on the couch/daybed, Liz stepped back and in a pledge of her last total commitment, she began to undress. “Max, of course I will. So much love and so little time, if those visions come true.”
Liz removed her blouse and slipped out of her slacks. Kicking off her shoes, she appeared to Max in only her panties and bra. Max began to remove his shirt as Liz undid the fastenings of the bra and slipped her thumbs under the waist band of her panties. That is when Max thought that Kono Kalakaua in her red or maybe, yellow bikini, reminded him of his Liz. Kono, that was the name Max couldn’t remember. In his fantasy, the entire team of Hawaiian 5-0 would be just outside the door waiting to back him up.
“Max, if the whole team goes in, there will be bullets flying all over the place. She is your woman, you go in and you will have the best ability to feel where she is. You get her protected and call out. We will be in to clean up,” McGarrett said as he handed Max a Glock 17 and six magazines all filled with nine millimeter bullets.
Max nodded his thanks. He prepared to go in. Wait a minute, “Max would feel where she was?” “he would get her protected?” Isabel had been insisting that Max had more ability than he believed. Even watching the “Ice Queen” changing colors, Max wasn’t yet convinced of these abilities. He was so sure that the story of his first time making love to Liz had been real. There had to be something about his ability to change things. He just had to reach it. If he could change charcoal to diamonds, if he could feel where his love was during a firefight, then, maybe, the other things about healing were also true. “Max, follow your heart. It hasn’t let you down yet,” Steve said. Williams and McGarrett both shook hands and Kono kissed him on the cheek. They would never know how much they had helped him.
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chapter 14
Michael hadn’t paid that much attention, but Maria had underlined the statement from Joe Adkins about the bears. She firmly stated that she had no desire to go on any hikes to see nature. She could see the lake, a family of ducks swimming along the shore and birds flitting about the bushes. Her view of the lake, seeing ducks and birds, was all the nature she wanted just by looking out the front door. Michael split a few sticks of wood for the kitchen stove and he did walk a few hundred yards away to collect the view of his surroundings. At first, Maria thought, let him go. He can have all the nature he wants. Then, she began to think, if something happened to Michael, she would be trapped in the cabin for the remainder of the two weeks. Maria’s imagination ran wild for a few seconds. She had all sorts of visions of Michael becoming dinner for some very large bear. If something happened to Michael how would she really feel? Maria would never want to see any creature hurt, but if the one hurt was Michael, how would that affect her? If the bear did eat Michael, she would have two weeks alone. Maria didn’t like that idea. Maria thought, maybe, she didn’t like the idea of there not being any second chance to get back with Michael.
Maria said nothing of this to Michael because she didn’t want to appear dependent. The years as a singer and an expensive companion to so many men had left her with a fear of loosing control. Then came the realization that this part of her life was probably over and she had to decide if she would be content with that. With Michael, or without Michael, Maria’s life was soon to take a new turn. Could she go back to singing as before? Most of her scandalous activity was for the benefit of Liz’s care. Now like a mom whose daughter has just married and moved away, Maria felt happy for Liz, but there was a longing in her heart that was hard to explain. Maria had to ask if she was any longer needed.
Maria knew that she should be happy that Liz had been rediscovered by Max and now she, Maria, was free to pursue her own plans. Trouble was that Maria didn’t have any plans. Being an expensive call girl was not what she wanted even if she was allowed to, also, sing.
Michael returned about lunchtime. He had found bear sign, but it was some distance from the cottage. For him, coffee, cheese and an apple made up lunch. Maria had explored the cabin and stored the groceries, Joe had brought them in the root cellar. She wasn’t yet brave enough to seek out the ice cave where Joe had stored their meat. The entrance to the root cellar was right beside the house, but to venture further, Maria thought, was just challenging that bear, which she was sure was sitting behind the trees watching. Let Michael brave the bear. Michael could blast a hunk of fur off the beast or maybe like Crocodile Dundee, just mesmerize the creature with two fingers. As the day wore on, Maria became more convinced of Michael’s invulnerability. Yeah, Michael the alien “superman.” How many years of her life had Maria relied on that? Even when he was absent, hadn’t he always been the one who gave her courage?
Maria did find several heads of lettuce in Joe’s groceries. Taking a lettuce wedge, mixing some vinegar with the milk and adding a few spices, Maria fixed a respectable salad.
“Talking to Kyle the other day.” Michael began. “He seems to think he is responsible for the explosion. He says that the creature he fought with was skin related, but it wasn’t like anything we had faced before. When he hit that trap in its back, it not only deflated, it exploded. That is what blew the three of you out one end of the building and Max, Isabel and me out the other. Kyle says he thinks there was something stored in that building the accelerated the fire. Maybe, they had something prepared in case they were discovered. You know destroy all the evidence if found,” Michael stated.
He waited several minutes as if to give her a chance to comment. Maria said nothing. “I got Max back into his college job and finished up my literature degree so I could take care of him. When Max is in his right mind, completely with us, he is still a brilliant chemist. It is the other times I worry about. Those times no one knows where his mind goes,” Michael continued.
Again waiting. Nothing. “Look, Maria, I know that Ralph guy messed you all up, but maybe he did us all a favor. At least now, we are all together. That has to count for something.”
Maria thought, I am the one who Ralph, out-ed. It was me who has to see myself as to what I actually was doing. She, yet, couldn’t see Ralph as doing anything further except for ruining her life.
Michael was silent for a long time. Maria thought, “What do you want from me? There is no way you would ever have had enough money to afford an expensive whore like I am. Wait a minute, Michael you used to get everything I had to offer for no more than love alone. Do you want me to go back to that girl of long ago? Can I ever go back to that girl? Do I want to go back to that girl?”
Maria was seeing that she was actually thinking of herself as a whore. All the time she had been singing and sleeping with very rich men, Maria had always steered her mind away from the word whore. Why now was it so close to the surface of her thoughts?
Michael returned to the woodpile. Thinking of the American literature he had read and lectured on, wasn’t the woodpile the place where man always returned to collect and brood over his thoughts? A brief thought passed by, what did alien men do to collect their thoughts? The woodpile was where humans prepared the essence of fire. Wasn’t fire one of the things that separated humans from dumb animals? What did this human woman want? Then, Michael thought, what do I want? As an alien, he had always wanted a home someplace. He thought of that first time with the Scooby Doo paper plates and the farewell dinner he had prepared. That night, their coming together had changed him. At first, all Michael wanted was to, some way, return to Antar and his people or who he thought were his people. Once faced with the willing Maria, young hormones and trapped desire, all contributed to the feeling that he was home. Isabel had once said she had a home in her brother; well, Michael found a much more powerful home in sleeping with the girl who had been beside him for so long. This girl was older, more experienced, but she still was the same one he bedded long ago. Isabel moved on to first Alex, then Jesse as Max moved on to his Liz. Michael and Maria had more beak-ups and reunions than should be allowed. What did Michael want now?
This was no time to count calories. Venison steak last night, fried ham for breakfast and now potatoes and cheese as potato au gratin and apples in a cream sauce made with milk and sugar. Maria still remained relatively quiet.
That night with Michael sitting on his side of the sleeping platform, Maria did not go to the toilet room to change. She pulled on a bulky tee-shirt and removed her bra from under the shirt. Standing, facing away from Michael, she slid down her slacks and then her panties. She stepped into the pajama bottoms and pulled them up. Maria remained at the far end of the platform, but she began to speak. “I got this job in West Texas. I was tending bar when their singer called in sick. The boss had heard me singing in the storeroom so he offered me a chance. The tips helped a lot, but Liz was getting worse. She had both physical burns as well as a lot of mental problems. I guess she suffered a lot at the hands of the Skins. A cowboy offered me a hundred bucks to go home with him. I guess being the lover of an alien did something to me. Before the night was over, he had run that hundred up to five hundred more and must have bragged about his night to every man in the oil field. We still didn’t have enough to care for Liz. Kyle joined the army and gave me his signing bonus to help out. He regularly sent me a good portion of his pay. His second and third bonuses added up. By then, I had moved on to the big city. Playboy offered me a fortune for that picture. Now, I met men with very big bank accounts. That alien magic had made me a woman to pursue. While living with Ralph or at least spending mornings with him, I was bringing in enough money for Nurse Adkins to get some of the support Liz needed.”
If Maria was waiting for some remark or judgment or something from Michael, she was disappointed. He simply sat at the end of the platform and watched her intently. This intense study finally broke Maria down. “Michael, I became a very expensive whore and that is all I was,” she sobbed. Maria didn’t give Michael a chance to say anything now. She wrapped herself in the feather bed and curled up on the far side of the platform, turned away from Michael.
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Max was careful as he stalked through the tall sage. He bent over as well as he could to not let himself be seen above the tops of the tall plants. On either side, Max could see that the sage was much shorter. He had no idea of why it was so tall in the middle.
On one side he knew there was the Calvary looking for him. He had no idea of why. There was some talk of a paper from Washington, which ordered his arrest. On the other side, Max had spotted a group of Apache warriors. Only because of his strangeness of not being Apache did they look for him. Of the two groups, Max felt his best chance would be with the Apaches. The boys in blue would only see the words on the paper. They would be oblivious to anything else. If the Apache gave him a chance they might see that Max was stranger than even their imagination had conceived. If the Apache sensed how alien he was, they just might want to learn more about him. The Apache had survived in this land by constantly observing and learning.
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“Max, come out of it,” a voice commanded. Isabel had been glad when Joe Adkins suggested Michael and Maria go off alone to explore their problems. Michael was a great guy, but Isabel thought, maybe, he was babying Max too much. “Max, you are going to have to suck it up. If you don’t help Liz, she may never come back to us,” Izzy commanded.
Max shook his head. He always felt woozy when he came out of these fantasies. “What can I do, Isabel? I sit by her and get no response,” Max said.
“Max you are going to have to call her back. You are going to have to explore your own powers. You have healed Liz several times, now, you have to do it again,” Isabel said as she moved her hand up a tall vase and made the colors flow.
Max was intently watching her. They had all assured him that he had great powers if he would only look for them.
It seemed to Max that he was always doing what others wanted him to do. Back in his mind, he felt there had been a time when stubbornness in his character had defined him. Maybe it was his own indecisiveness that drove him now to flow in the directions they chose. All of them, Isabel, Michael and now, Jesse and Maria claimed they were persuading Max for his and Liz’s own good. Max walked to the door where he knew Liz was sleeping mostly because he didn’t have any better ideas.
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Max faced the doorway. Steve McGarrett, Danno Williams and a young girl from Hawaii 5-0 were all standing there ready to back him up. The fact that Max was sure they were not in Hawaii brought forth the question, why was the elite legendary police force now standing in front of him. The young girl, she looked Oriental, but for the life of him, Max couldn’t think of her name. He did know that she was very pretty. Even though she was dressed in SWAT clothes, Max could only think of her in that red bikini or maybe it was yellow. Those long athletic legs, small, firm breasts, were topped with that long chestnut colored hair and those liquid brown eyes. She reminded Max so much of Liz that first time he had seen her naked.
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Max and Liz had been kissing on the patio right outside her second story window. This had the thrill of an embarrassing danger as her parents bedroom was less than 20 feet away. Graduation was coming up and from every vision that kept plaguing Liz, they were to be killed graduation night. Max had taken a piece of charcoal and announced, “This is a trick I learned from Superman.”
If passion hadn’t been raging in Liz, she might have flinched. The comic character Superman was reported to have taken a lump of coal and using superhuman strength, he pressed it into a diamond. Liz might have said that even if Superman had been real and not a comic character, there would have to have been more than just his super strength. The pressure would have heated the coal and it would have to have been allowed to cool slowly to allow the Crystal to properly form.
Max had rearranged the molecular structure to make the carbon turn into the diamond. Max knew only what he had seen at the jewelry store about diamonds. Mr. Goldman had been so nice. “Son, have you asked her yet?”
Max looked up with that deer in the headlight look a young man might have when caught thinking about something so important as marriage. “No, sir, we are talking about it, but I haven’t gone down on one knee yet.”
“Son, don’t overlook the importance of that one knee stuff. Women remember things like that forever. Start out right and you will have a long happy relationship. Tell you what, come in when you get ready and we will discuss finances. I will try to fix you up with the best you can afford. No sense starting off with a debt that hangs over the both of you. Women don’t really care about the size of the rock. It’s the size of the heart which gives the rock that counts,” Mr. Goldman counseled.
When Max rearranged the carbon structure all he knew was the beautiful facets he had seen on the diamonds at Goldman’s Store. “Liz Parker, will you marry me?” Max said as his knee bent to the floor holding the diamond in his outstretched hand perfectly but unnaturally formed.
Max never knew if Liz had been expecting this or not. Her hands cradling his face as she kissed him her answer, Liz raised Max to his feet and backed him to the daybed off to the side of the patio. Seating him on the couch/daybed, Liz stepped back and in a pledge of her last total commitment, she began to undress. “Max, of course I will. So much love and so little time, if those visions come true.”
Liz removed her blouse and slipped out of her slacks. Kicking off her shoes, she appeared to Max in only her panties and bra. Max began to remove his shirt as Liz undid the fastenings of the bra and slipped her thumbs under the waist band of her panties. That is when Max thought that Kono Kalakaua in her red or maybe, yellow bikini, reminded him of his Liz. Kono, that was the name Max couldn’t remember. In his fantasy, the entire team of Hawaiian 5-0 would be just outside the door waiting to back him up.
“Max, if the whole team goes in, there will be bullets flying all over the place. She is your woman, you go in and you will have the best ability to feel where she is. You get her protected and call out. We will be in to clean up,” McGarrett said as he handed Max a Glock 17 and six magazines all filled with nine millimeter bullets.
Max nodded his thanks. He prepared to go in. Wait a minute, “Max would feel where she was?” “he would get her protected?” Isabel had been insisting that Max had more ability than he believed. Even watching the “Ice Queen” changing colors, Max wasn’t yet convinced of these abilities. He was so sure that the story of his first time making love to Liz had been real. There had to be something about his ability to change things. He just had to reach it. If he could change charcoal to diamonds, if he could feel where his love was during a firefight, then, maybe, the other things about healing were also true. “Max, follow your heart. It hasn’t let you down yet,” Steve said. Williams and McGarrett both shook hands and Kono kissed him on the cheek. They would never know how much they had helped him.
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