Roswell Fanatics

TITLE: WHAT THEY LEFT BEHIND
AUTHOR: Twilighteyes
DISCLAIMER: I don"t own anything. If I did, life would be a lot better!
E-MAIL: ALeist1974@hotmail.com
RATING: Adult, Violence, Abuse. (Not sure to what existent yet. I will let you know.

SUMMERY: Alter-universe. Max, Is, Michael are still aliens. Liz is the fourth. (Instead of the Tess.)

Alright, here is the deal. Liz and Tess are trading places. With their personalizes too. But Tess isn't so much the slut and bitch. She is just sort of a bitch. She not close to anyone.

- Max thinks he loves Tess. They are sort of dating, but not all serious.

- Maria was shot in the crash down and Max saved her. Not Tess. Tess, Alex and Maria know about the pod squad. Maria told Alex when (they) got arrested. Tess saw Max save Maria. Basically started liking him ever since. She was dating Kyle but dropped him for Max.

- Liz was raised by Nesado.

- Everything is the same in season one, up to the camping trip. Except for a few things. Maria was questioned by the sheriff. She also got Alex to give his blood. Is, and Michael did send the sign but nothing else on blind date happened. Alex and Maria are close friends. Everyone is starting to pair off and date. Including Alex and Is.

-Everything else is going to be different. I might use some events that has taken place in the show, but for the most part it's going to be mine.

-I hope you like. Please leave feedback. Good/Bad. It helps me write faster. Thank you.

NOTE: Anything in ** means thoughts. In ## means memories from past life. Any questions, let me know.

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PROLOGUE

LIZ'S POV

(Starting out with Liz starting school for the first time.)

"Just do what I say, and everything will be fine."

Liz nodded her head, reached for the handle and got out.

"Remember what I said." Liz looked up at the man's face. The face that she seen changed a hundred time. With eyes that always remained cold as ice. Her guarding. Her protector. The man that has taken care of her all these years. Taught her. Prepared her. If it wasn't for him, she would be all alone. In some government lab or most likely probably dead. A fact that he reminded her of every chance he got.

"Yes sir."

"good."

Liz watched him drive off with out another word. Taking a deep breathe she started into the school. Muttering softly to her self. "God help me." *Right, who was she kidding?* She gave up on there being a god long ago. No one was going to help her.

*You think He would have least let me unpack my stuff first.* What little she actually had was in the back pack that she always carried. *At least see the new house.* Checking to see if she still had the piece of paper in her pocket that had the address written on.

Her job was to infer trait the group. Become their friend. Make them trust her. Mind warping them into excepting her. Something she wasn't proud of doing. He wanted them to trust her before revealing who she really was to them.

Something she didn't understand. How was lying and playing with their minds going to make them trust her? It didn't settle well with her. It didn't feel right to betray them. Then again, half of the things that he wanted her to do, didn't feel right. Feeling wasn't an option. Not where he was concerned. Feelings and emotions made you weak. Made you humane. Something he looked down upon. You didn't want him to look down upon you. Something she learned a long time ago.

*But why should she really care? They left her all alone. Alone with him. Why should she care? It's not like they cared about her.* Feeling the pain and loneness wash over her. *Life sucks!*

She made her way to office. Stopping conversations as she went. She could hear the quiet whispers about her. Always the same. She hated being the new kid. With them moving all the time. She got to be it a lot.

Smiling sweetly at the secretary. Meeting the principle. Letting him run through his little speech. Pretending to pay attention. She knew it all by heart.

*Welcome to such and such. I know your going to like it here. I'm sure with you perfect attendance and straight A average you will have no problem catching up, fitting in exedra. yeah. yeah. yeah. Just give me my schedule and let me go!*

She watched as the principle stood and held out his hand. Pulling her out of her thoughts. Standing and shaking his hand.

"Kyle."

*What? Kyle? I really need to start paying attention.* Turning towards the door.

"Liz Parker. Kyle Vilenti. He will be showing you around."

*Kyle?* Running the names, pictures, and info. That HE gave her to memories through her head. *Letterman's jacket. Basketball player. Vilenti. Sheriff. Sheriff's son.* Putting the information together quickly.

Fear started to rise in her before she pushed it back down. *Get a grip Parker. He doesn't know who you are.*

Giving Kyle a smile.

"Shall we?" Holding the door open for her.

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30 minutes later she stood once more in the door way of her 1st. period class.

It turned out that Kyle only had one class with her. 7th period gym. All of her class where advance. It turned out that Kyle was planning to get a sports scholarship. Doing only the minimum to stay eligible. *What ever.* She learned more information about Kyle that wasn't necessary.

At least her day would start out good. Advance Biology. She loved any kind of science.

Stepping into the class room.

"Excuse me Mr.. Sampson. This is Liz Parker."

Looking at the ground. She didn't have to look up to know everyone's eyes where on her.

"Yes, Miss Parker. Welcome to Advance biology. Let's see..... Why don't you have a seat with Max until you get caught up........ Max can you raise you hand for Liz."

Lifting her head to see where Max was. His hand stopping in mid air. Slowly falling again as their eyes locked. *No, she didn't think she was going to run into him this fast!*

Hearing his sharp intake of breathe.

Liz felt herself getting lost in his deep pools of chocolate eyes. Eyes that she dreamed about every night in her dreams. *His pictures didn't do him justice. He was even more handsome in person.*

# I love you! I will always love you! # Feeling the strong current of emotion of that moment coarse through her. The love she felt. The warmth. Nothing that she ever experience before in this life time.

"Tess, why don't you sit up front."- Mr... Sampson.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder and Breathe on her face. Whispering. "Try to stay away from Evans. He's trouble. Trouble that you want to stay away from."

Pulling her eyes away from Max. Shaking her head a little to rid herself of the memory and the warm feeling that still ran through her. Looking at Kyle.

*Smile. That's it.*

"I'll look for you at lunch. Save you a seat." Big smile on his face in return.

Nodding her head. Shifting her attention once more back to Max. Watch as the petit blond next to him gathering her things. Fumbling with her books as she tried to gather them together while watching Max. Who had his eyes still set on her.

*Must be Tess.*

Locking eyes with Max once more. Feeling the heat rising once more. *This was Max. My King. My husband. My love. The man who left me alone. Who choose another.* Pain shot through her. Numbing out the warmth that was trying to fill her.

*He had told her all about Max and Tess getting together.*

"No!"

*Did I just say that out loud?*

"Excuse me?"- Mr... Sampson.

*Oh god.* Closing her eyes a moment and looking down. softer this time. "I mean." Looking at the teacher. "I don't want to cause any trouble."

"It's no problem."

"But..."

"Please Miss Parker. Sit down so I can continue. You can get the notes that you missed from Max."

I hope you like!


CHAPTER 1

MAX POV

"Excuse me Mr. Sampson. This is Liz Parker." Hearing kyle voice. Max subconsciously moved a little away from Tess.

Even though Kyle and Tess broke up months ago and they were now sort of seeing each other. If you could call it that. He still felt uncomfortable around him. Especially with his father being the sheriff. *It didn't help that he hates your guts.*

Seeing Tess look at him with concern. Smiling at her reassuring before focusing on door.

*That's weird. Feels like the room was sizzling with energy.*

Standing with Kyle was the new girl. Her dark long hair covering her face as she stared at the floor. There was something about her, that he just couldn't put his finger on. Drawing him to her. She looked so small and fragile.

Feeling a urge to protect her from the world shot through him. *Where did that come from?*

"Max raise your hand."- Mr. Sampson

*Hand? What? Why?* Seeing Tess staring at him from the corner of his eye.

Starting to raise his hand as Liz looked up. Looking around the room. Her eyes finally resting on his.

Eyes locked.

*Most beautiful eyes he ever saw before.* Watching them become darker as what could only be described as passion and love filled them.

His body started screaming for oxygen. Inhaling deeply. He didn't even realize that he was holding his breathe.

Something stirred deep with in him. Alien. Awaking up for the first time. Feeling like his body was coming to life as love, warmth and longing rocked through him. At a depth that he has never felt before. Taking away the emptiness that he didn't even realize was there until now.

Jealousy coursing through him as Kyle touched her arm. Whispering something to her.

Liz breaking their eye contact. Shaking her head a little. As if to clear her head. Turning towards Kyle, smiling.

Feeling the lost of the warmth immediately.

"Max, are you alright?" Tess soft whisper breaking through to him.

Barely nodding his head yes to her. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off Liz. Wanting her to look at him again. Wanting that feeling back.

Barely aware of the fact that Tess was getting her things together to move.

Eyes meeting again. They held so much love and innocence. *It's almost like I know her.* Feeling his body warming once more. Something pulling at his subconscious. Something that he should know. He felt so close to knowing, before her eyes changed once more. Losing the love and warmth to indescribable pain. The warmth that he felt just seconds ago turned to cold.

"No!"

Max felt like he was punched in the stomach. Hearing the pain in her voice.

"Excuse me?"

Softer "I mean.... I don't want to cause any trouble."

*She doesn't want to sit next to me.*

"It's not a problem."

"But..."

"Please Miss. Parker. Have a seat so I can continue. You can get the notes that you missed from Max."

Max watched as She stiffly came and sat next to him. Taking notice of the extra care she took to sit as far away from him as possible. Getting out her paper and pencil.

Max watch as she kept her face forward. Her hair falling over her face. Blocking his view of it.

He wanted nothing more then to take her in his arms and wash away the pain that he saw in her eyes, just moments before. Her hair looked so silky that he wanted to run his fingers through it. Putting it behind her ear so that he could see her face once more. He had to fight the urge to do so. *Why do I feel so drawn towards her? Who is she? What was she doing here? Where has she been? Where has she been? What the hell? Where did that question come from?*

"Max? Mr.. Evans!"

"Yes?" Looking up at his teacher. Hearing a couple of the kids snickering. Feeling his face turning red.

"If you could be so kind as stop looking at Liz long enough to answer the question."

Feeling is throat go dry. "Sir?" Mr.. Sampson didn't look pleased at all and Tess* Taking a quick glance at her. *looked down right pissed.*

"Answerer the question please." Attention focused once more on Mr. Sampson. *I have no....*

More kids snickering.

"C" Liz's voice coming just barely above a whisper. So softly that he wasn't sure that he even heard it all.

Turning to look at Liz. She was still facing forward. Unmoved.

"Maybe you would like to discussed the answer after school. Where there will be less distraction."

"C"

"What?" Disbelief in his voice.

"The answer is C." Looking him in the eye.

Nodding his head yes. "I'm glad you where with us at least on some level, Max." Signing. "I'll give you all the last few minutes to talk quiet among yourself. Stay in your seats until the bell rings."

The class immediately began to talking loudly.

"I said quietly." - Mr. Sampson raising his voice a little.

Mr.. Sampson wasn't a bad guy. He just took his job serious. Hated any goofing around. When he talked he expected you to pay attention.

Turning his attention once more back to Liz. Watching her get her stuff together.

"Thanks."

Stopping her movement. Watched her stiffen up a little more. Hearing her release her breathe slowly. He could tell she was trying to calm herself down. *Why? Why did she seem scared of him? Why was she so familiar*

Slightly nods her head. Still not looking at him. If he wasn't staring at her, he would have missed the slight movement.

"Liz?"

Not moving. He knew that she was listening.

"Do I know you? ......... I know it might sound crazy but you seem so familiar to me."

Liz slowly turns towards him. Still not meeting his eyes.

*She looked so lost and scared. Like she was about to cry or run.*

Giving her his best smile. Using the tone you would use for a frighten child. "You don't have to be scared of me. I won't hurt you." Wait a moment for an answerer. "Will you talk to me..... Please?"

Whispering "She wants you."

"What?" Having no clue as to what she was talking about.

Liz points her finger towards the front of the room. Following with his eyes he sees Tess waving her arms at him. Giving him a look that could kill. With the rest of the class waiting to see what was going to happen.

Bell rings.

"Liz.... I.." Looking at the empty seat next to him. She was already out of the room.

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After searching the hall way and finding no sign of her. He went and found Isabel and Michael. Thanking his lucky stars that Michael actually came to school today. He had to admit to his self that he has been going on a regular bases since he got emancipated.

Now they all stood in the empty band room. Including Alex and Maria who happened to be with Isabel and Michael. *Big surprise there.* Plus Tess. Who chased after him. After picking up his books that he left behind.

She didn't seem to please. Muttering something about making her look stupid in front of the whole school for some plain flat chest girl. Him making goo goo eyes at mousy Liz. Of all people! What the hell was wrong with him!

Maria couldn't stop giggling over Tess. Which wasn't helping him. Just pissing Tess off more.

"Tess would you shut up!"

"God Michael! Can you be any more rude?" Tess glaring at him.

*Great, this was not the time for them to get into another fight. He knew that none of them really cared for Tess. She got on their nerves. But she was what he always wanted. He knew that they only put up with her for his sake. Which he was thankful for. He was just tired of defending each other to the other, all the time. It seemed to be a never ending battle. Which got worst when him and Tess started seeing each other. If you can call one date actually seeing each other. Deciding to cool it off after Michael getting sick.* Sighing *Why couldn't his life be normal?*

Max watched as Michael gave her another dirty look.

"Max..." Whinnying.

"This is important Tess." Trying to reason with her. Holding out his hands. "Please." *I know she likes to be center of attention but this is ridiculous!*

He watched as she crossed her arms and sat down. Doing what Isabel would refer to as her pout.

Sighing.

"What's this all about Maxwell?"-Michael

"There is a new girl."

"Liz Parker. We got that." Maria looking at Tess. Then seeing everyone staring at her. "What? I saw her in the office this morning. Plus, who could miss Tess throwing a fit about her?" Big smile on her face.

Smiling to his self. *Maria was always up on the gossip.* Feeling Tess glaring at him. Losing his smile. *She is pissed*

"What about her?"- Michael

"She different." Looking at Michael

"Different in how?"-Michael

"Different." *That she makes me feel things that I never felt so strongly before.*

"God Max! Can you be any more cryptic? Half of Roswell, I would call different."

"How so? Different FBI or like us?" Ignoring Isabel. Michael standing up. Going into defense mode.

"Like us........ I don't know. It's like I know her. Recognize her." *How do I explain?*

"Know her?"-Michael

Nodding his head. "I feel drawn to her." *Like I never wanted to let her go.*

"Drawn to her?"-Michael

"Are you just going to repeat everything he said?" Looking at Michael in discussed. -Tess

"I'm try to gather all the facts." Michael glaring at Tess. *Thank god Michael didn't have laser eye power. Tess would be toast.*

"That's enough!" Glaring at Michael and Tess. "Max, your going to have to do better then that."

"Nesado." -Michael turning his attention to Isabel.

Max watched as Isabel and Michael's eyes locked. Isabel stiffing.

"I don't know." *Liz being Nesado never even crossed his mind. She couldn't be..... She's not a killer! I know she's not!. Some how he just knew that.*

"But why now? Why show up now after all this time."-Alex finally putting in his too cents. *Good going Alex.* He was quiet but when he talks it's always usually good point. *If not hilarious.*

Seeing Isabel stiffing. Walking up to her. Looking between her and Michael. *They are hiding something.* "What?"

Isabel wouldn't meet his eyes. *This isn't going to be good.* Feeling his stomach tightening up.

"Michael."

"We sent a signal."

*What!* "What!" *How can he be so stupid!* Walking up to Michael. "When?"

"At the museum. About 3 weeks ago."

"You didn't tell me!" *What the hell?!*

"We didn't think it worked!"-Isabel.

"God, Michael! I thought we decided not too."

"No Maxwell, you decided." Standing in his face.

"Enough!" Isabel coming to stand between us. Pushing them both back. before retreating to the comfort of Alex's arms. "There nothing we can do about it now."

Everyone quiet a minute.

*I swear Michael doesn't think about his actions sometimes. Great! Just great!* Running his hands through his hair.

"So is she Nesado?" Seeing the confusion on Maria's face.

"Didn't you say he was in the crash? Nesado is a guy, right? Liz is a teenage girl"-Alex

Sighing. Starting to pace. "He can shape shift. He can be anyone he wants to be. Including a girl."

"A very cute girl at that." Maria winking at him. *I'm glad she can find amusement of the situation. Taking a quick glance of Tess. Tess taking turns glaring at him and Maria. *Thank you so much Maria.*

"Isn't Nesado a killer?"-Alex

Stopping. "I don't think that she is Nesado." *Liz couldn't kill anyone. Could she?* Starting to doubt his own feelings about her. *It's not like I really knew her, but in a way it did. God! This is so confusing. I needed to talk to Liz. I need to see her. Touch her.* Shaking his head. *Come on Even's get a grip.*

"How can we be sure?"- Tess

"Max, did she do anything to you?"-Isabel

"No, I couldn't even get her to talk to me. It was almost........"

"Almost what?"-Michael

Looking around the room. "Like she was scared of me."

"Why would Nesado be scared of you? That doesn't make sense."-Alex

"Look we don't even know if Liz is Nesado. Which I really don't think she is."

"I don't trust her."-Tess

"I don't think she is dangerous."

"I still don't trust her."-Tess throwing up her hands.

"That's because." Michael putting his hand over Maria's mouth cutting off the words. Whispering something in her ear.

*Thank you Michael! I so didn't need her to finish that sentence.* Smiling gratefully at him.

"So what do we do now Max?"-Isabel

Sighing "I guess we find out everything we can about her."

"How?"-Michael

"I can use the school computer to see what I can find." Isabel looking at Alex with pride. Smiling shyly. "What's her name?"

"Liz Parker. I can get her schedule from the office." Maria kiss Michael on the cheek.

"Parker. Shouldn't be too hard. Thank god it wasn't Smith or Jones."-Alex

Everyone laughing a little. Breaking some of the tension.

"Everyone keep an eye out for her. Try not to scare her. Meet in the quad for lunch."

"Yeah, Like little old me can scare an alien."-Tess

Signing. "Just be nice to her if you see her, Tess. Or better yet. Stay away from her. If she really is one of us, there is no telling what she can do." *I don't need you giving her an attitude either.*

Everyone getting ready to leave.

"You wouldn't want to piss of any aliens." Maria looking at Tess. As her Isabel and Alex left.

*A little late for that.*

"I doubt if she would do anything in public. If she was she would have already did."- Michael.

*Thank you Michael.*

"I don't know why we just don't forget all about her and just stay away from her. She gives me the creeps."

"Tess, we have to know." *Why can't she just understand this is important to us?*

"I just don't like this." Tess coming up and rubbing her body against his. "Why don't we spend the rest of the period being productive."

"Tess." Pulling away from her. *What is she thinking?*

"What?"

"Now isn't the time." Glancing at Michael back to her. *Where is all this coming from?*

"So what? Some mousy little girl shows up and your just going to forget all about me! I'm not going to be your door mat Max! You just can't make me look stupid in front of the school and walk away!"

"Tess"

"Save it Maxwell!" Rushing out the door.

*Great.... Just Great!*

"Maxwell, I'll be the first to say, I don't like her." Looking out the door that Tess just left. "But you still have to be careful with her. Tess still knows about us." Not waiting for a reply. Michael grabbed his bag and left.

*Great.... Just Great.* Looking around the empty room. *What am I suppose to do now?*

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So please tell me what you think. I know the whole Tess and Max wasn't good, but I had to start getting rid of her. Sorry, she get's on my nerves! Too bad you have to keep her to a point to make the story good!

Thank you for read!

Hi.... A little note real fast. I really don't know how well I wrote it. If you would understand what I was going for without the note. So I decided to tell you.

Most of the next part deals with Liz and what is going through her head. It's almost like she is talking to 2 different people. Sort of like on the cartoons. You have a devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other. Both giving advise. That sort of deal. I hope it make sense.

Enjoy!


Chapter 2

Liz's POV

Liz ran out of the school as fast as possible. Forgetting all about the rest of her classes.

She just wanted to get away. Away from Max Evan. Away from the pass. Away from the memory.

She has never had a memory or flash like that before. *Who am I kidding? I never even had a flash.* Nothing that just happened. HE had told her about them. So that she would know what it was if ever she had one. The only memories that she did have were the one's HE gave her. Or when HE had tried the memory retrieval.

*Even then I only had impressions. Colors. Textures. No real moments I actually lived. No real memories of anyone else. Certainly not of Aviana and Zan.*

Most of all she was running away from the love and desirer that she felt. She just couldn't. She didn't want to feel that way ever. She didn't want to remember Max or Zan that way.

*Who ever the hell he was or was suppose to be.* It just made the fact that he left her alone all that more painful. *HE was right. It all had to be a lie. If their love was that great. If Max truly had loved me that much. Max wouldn't have left her. Max's love was a lie. Their marriage was a lie. Zan had to have been lying to her then.*

Which just made it hurt all the more. *Everything that I wanted to be true in their past life was a lie. HE was really right about all of it.* That just sicken her more. She had wished beyond hope that HE was wrong.

She wasn't prepared for Max to recognize her. *Well, I don't think that Max actually recognized me. He didn't know who I was exactly, but still. Max still knew me on some level.* Which just hurt. *How could Max do this to me?*

I guess, I always hoped way deep down inside. That Max, Michael and Isabel didn't know that I existed at all. That Max didn't just leave me alone.

*GET OVER IT! MAX LEFT YOU! MAX HAD TO SEE YOU IN THE POD! THEY ALL DID. MAX LEFT YOU ALONE! TO DEFEND FOR YOURSELF! ALONE WITH HIM! HE'S RIGHT, MAX DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU AT ALL! NONE OF THEM DO! IT WAS ALL A LIE! ALL A LIE! MAX NEVER LOVED YOU! IF HE DID. HE WOULDN'T HAVE LEFT YOU. MAX WOULD HAVE WAITED FOR YOU! Max wouldn't have left if he really loved you.*

Tears rolling down her face unchecked.

*COME ON. You know that's not totally fair or true.* Her emotional side kicking in. *You didn't remember you past life. HE had to tell you. Show you. Why would Max remember? Why would any of them?*

Logical side. *Max could have. Couldn't he?* The voice inside her not as strong now. *But it doesn't matter anyway. Max still left you. You didn't see him leave Isabel and Michael. They are all together. They have each other. What do you have? Who did they all leave? They left you..... Only you.*

"I KNOW! It doesn't matter any more, any ways. It doesn't matter." Wiping at the tears. *It doesn't matter.*

*Oh but it does. It does.... It still hurts. It will always hurt.*

*But the feelings that he involved in her were surreal, though. The love and warmth that I felt. That I saw in his eyes. I have never felt love like that before.*

She never had any friends. She moved to much to make any real ones. *Besides, it wasn't really safe.*

She knew HE didn't love her. *I don't think that HE even likes me.* HE was her protector. Nothing more. His job was to protect me and prepare me. Teach her. Train her. Nothing more. Emotions were for humans. They made you weak. Dependable. Careless. Relying on her emotions was dangerous. They weren't to be trusted. Emotions were for humans.

But now..... That just didn't make sense anymore. The emotions that she felt from the memory. Such passion. Love. *How could I feel that way if emotions were human? It didn't add up. The way HE talked the only reasons I felt strongly at all was because I was half human. That it was a weakness that I had to over come.* She never questioned it before now. But after feeling it. What she saw and felt from the memory. She had to wonder......

Her head was starting to pound from thinking to hard.

Finally looking around at her surrounding. She seemed to be in a park. Dropping her book bag and sitting down on a bench by a fountain. Drawing her knees up to her chest. Wiping the rest of the tears from her face. *I must look a mess. Not like it really matters anyways.*

*Now what am I going to do? Go back to school or try to find the house?*

*Run away.....*

*That would be the easiest thing to do. Too bad it wasn't an option.* She knew she wasn't strong enough to survive on her own. *Besides, what good would it do anyways? HE would only find me again......*

*I can't go back to school. Not today....* She could just find the house, but knew HE might be there. HE wasn't going to be too happy with her. She hasn't done anything that she was suppose to do. *Him being mad at her was going to be an understatement.*

Shiver went through her body at the thought of what HE did to her last time she disobeyed him. Pushing the thought quickly away before it totally surfaced. Not wanting to remember.

"Are you cooled?"

Jumping at the sound of the male voice talking to her. Looking up to see a boy standing about 3 feet away from her.

*Michael..... Great. Lets just get in all the hits in one day.*

Shaking her head no. As she subconsciously pulled her legs closer to her.

Watching him sit next down next to her. She felt her body stiffen up. *Calm down Liz. It's not like he knows you.*

*But Max seemed to sense some thing about me.*

*Does he?*

*He probably just wants to hit on you.*

*Eew! Don't even go there. Besides isn't he with that girl..... Maria.*

*I really need to stop talking to myself.*

Attention shifting back to Michael.

*What did he want.* Watching him study her. She could tell he was thinking about what to say or do. Rubbing his hands on his jeans.

*He's nerves.* Feeling her body start to relax.

*Good. If he wanted a fight he wouldn't be so nerves.*

*Why would he want a fight?*

*Because he doesn't want you here!*

"Um..... Liz right?" Finally breaking the silence. Drawing her out of her thoughts.

Slowly nods her head.

"You know who I am don't you?" *The one and only Michael.*

It wasn't so much a question but a statement.

"Max?"

Nod *Of course. The almighty king.*

"And I assume Isabel too?" *Her royal stuck up. Everyone is beneath me, princess.*

"Yes." Coming out as a whisper.

Michael nodding his head yes. As if to confirmed what he believed. Taking a deep breathe, letting it out slowly.

"Wow" Looking at her with a grin on his face.

Starting to smiling in return.

Feeling her body start to tingle at the thought that he might know who she really was. *Maybe he didn't forget about me. That he didn't mean to leave me. That he did really love her. Maybe Michael has been searching for me all this time. That they wanted her here.* Hope starting to fill her.

"So are you Nesado?"

"Nesado?" *What?* Losing her smile.

"Isn't that what Riverdog and his people called you?"

"Riverdog?" *What? Riverdog? Wait.... I know that name. The Indian that helped are protector. HE talked about him and the healing stones.* Feeling the tingling starting to fade with the hope.

Silence........

Looking at her closely. "You don't know what I'm talking about do you."

"No." Shaking her head. Still not clear where he was going with this whole Riverdog and Nesado thing.

Still staring at her intensely. "Max is right. It's like I recognize you. Like I should know you." Moving a little closer to her. "I feel drawn to you too.... It's your eyes...... Some how I know those eyes." Staring deeply into them.

Trying to swallow the lump that was forming in her throat. Understanding all to well now what he meant.

*Michael doesn't know me. He thinks I'm their protector. They don't even recognize me as being one of them!*

She could feel the hurt and anger starting to fill her. Replacing the last shed of hope that she ever had.

"Who are you?" Seeing Michaels face becoming hard. Eyes determined. His body stiffing. Going on defense.

Feeling her heart breaking as she started building a protective wall around herself. The hope and dreams that she held on to all her life. Gone. All gone in this one moment. Shattering into a million pieces. Anger and hate filled her. Consuming her.

"WHO AM I?!"

Standing up. Feeling her body heat up. Her powers sizzling. Aching to be used.

"WHO AM I MICHAEL! I'LL TELL YOU WHO I AM. I'M YOUR SISTER MICHAEL! YOUR LITTLE SISTER! MAX'S DEAR SWEET LOVING WIFE! THAT'S WHO I AM MICHAEL."

Picking up her book bag. Her eyes starting to sting with the tears.

"I'M THE ONE THAT HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS MAX AND HIS ALMIGHTY SECOND IN COMMAND"

Pointing her Shaking finger at him.

"YOU MICHAEL! LEFT ME BEHIND."

Tears slipping down her cheeks. Taking a deep breathe trying to get a hold of her self. Looking down at the ground. Not wanting him to see how much he really hurt her.

Whispering. "I'm the one you all left behind."

Turning and running as fast as her legs could carry her away.


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CHAPTER 4B

The first rays of morning light started to light up the room. Slowly drawing her back to her self. Back to her surroundings. Stinging her eyes. Having to blinking several times before the bare room came into focus.

Still in the same position that she was in, when she went away last night.

As the numbness faded. The feeling started to slow come back to her body. The hurt and emptiness once more filling her. Reminding her once more of the reality of her life.

Her throat was burning. Feeling dry. Trying to swallow several times to moisten it. *God, I need some water bad...*

Slowly straightening out her legs. The limbs screaming back. Protesting against being moved. Having long ago fallen asleep from lack of movement. Feeling the tingling pain work it self down to her toes as the blood once more returned to them.

*I really have to stop doing this.*

*What?*

*Retreating into my self. Making myself go numb that I block everything out. It's not really going to help me. One of these times, something is going to happen. Something really bad. I'm going to have no clue as to what's going on. Or how to help myself.*

*That wasn't bad?*

*You know what I mean.*

*Your just trying to protect yourself.*

*I need to be strong. Not hide when things get bad. Not retreat into the far corners of my mind. Blocking out what is going on around me. No wonder they left me. Who can really blame them?*

*I can.*

Finally trusting her legs to support her. Using her hands to help boast herself up. Shearing hot pain shooting through her right wrist. Up through her arm as she put her weight on it.

"OH!" Strangled cry coming out. Losing her balance. Falling into the wall. Pain spreading from her back through the rest of her body.

Willing her self to go numb again.

*I told you.*

*Shut up! I meant blacking out all together. Not stopping the pain.* It's the only safe haven she had in this world.

Taking slow deep breathes. Trying to get a hold of her self.

*Physical. Emotional. Their both the same...*

*Not when I can't function! Defend myself.*

*Defend your self. That's a joke. Against who? HIM?*

She could almost hear herself laughing at her self sarcastically.

*God, I'm pathetic. You know your not right, when your talking to yourself. Not to mention when the voices in your head are laughing at you.*

"I really need to stop talking to myself." Not even recognizing her own strained broken voice. *Vocal cords are bruised.*

The pain slowly dissolving into a low throbbing. Placing it in the back of her mind. As she slowly got a hold of it. Taking away the emptiness and hurt feeling with it.

Taking inventory of herself. Testing her limbs as she slowly moved them. Careful not to try to get up just yet. *Nothing is broken.*

*This time.*

*Just bruised.* Looking down at her wrist that laid in her lap. Raw. Bloody. Burned. *It could be worst.*

*Yeh, he could have killed you.*

*That would have really been worst?*

*God, you know you need metal help when the voices in you head think your better off dead too.*

"I so need therapy." Coming out as a broken whisper.

*What? The psyche books aren't helping anymore?* Picturing the countless of anatomy, physiology, and psychology books that she read.

*Did they really ever? After all, it's not like I'm totally human. I'm not even suppose to feel.*

Image of Zan and Ave coming to her mind. Push the memory away as soon as it surface. *I can't think about that right now.*

*But you felt the emotion. If...*

Closing her eyes shut a moment. *No... I can't right now. Please.* Opening her eyes once more. *I can just imagine what kind of queen I was.* Disgusted of the fact that she couldn't deal with it right now.

*Good thing you died shortly after.*

*God, I'm so morbid.*

"Good, your up." Looking up to see him coming into the room.

Slowly nodding her head yes. *Is HE still mad or what?* Not knowing yet what to expected. Feeling her body trying to stiffen up in defense before the calm numbing taking over.

Handing her a glass of water.

"Thank you.." Taking it with her left hand. It slightly shaking, before she stilled it. *Showing that you were afraid wasn't good ether.*

"You sound terrible."

Taking small sips of the water. Wetting and cooling her throat. Making it feel a little better. *Much better.* Knowing that it would still take a couple days before they heal all together.

*Why couldn't I be the one that ended up with the healing power?*

Knowing that Max held that power. Having healed Maria in the shooting. Which turned Pierce's attention to him. *Something I heard him complain about quite often lately.*

HE didn't like Pierce. Pierce who was in charge of the special unit. *Well he didn't like anyone, but Pierce HE really hated.* Saying that Pierce wasn't as dumb as the other ones. Pierce has gotten closer to find them. Then anyone else, before who was in charge. Blaming it all on Max.

HE kept repeating the phrase, 'When they were getting so close.' *So close to what?*

*So close to finding them. So close to going home? So close to winning the stupid war?*

*I have no idea. Not like HE ever really cared to share.*

Learning a long time ago that you didn't question him or his intention. Only able to ask little questions here and there. Then, not getting an answer back most of the time.

*If I didn't know better. I would almost say that HE was scared of Pierce. Almost.*

*You can ask Max to..*

*No! Don't even go there.* Knowing full in well that Max would have to form a connection to heal her. *There was no way....*

His voice drawing her out of her thoughts. "So this is what's going to happen. I'm going away for a while. Something that I can't put off. I'm afraid your going to have to take care of your self again, until I come back. I trust that you will be alright?*

Pausing a moment, but not waiting for her response.

*I made all the arrangements. The furniture will be here this coming Monday. The movers will take care of everything. They know what I want done."

Going over and getting the small first aid kit out of her back pack that was still in the middle of the room. Sitting down beside her. Taking the stuff that was need to wrap her wrist out.

"Does it hurt?"

Shaking her head no.

Studying her for a moment.

"No. I guess not. You where always good at blocking."

*At least I'm good at something.... Maybe a little to good at it?*

"I'll be back next Friday. Why don't we have their little gang over around 6?" Saying it more like stating a fact then a question. "I'll answerer their questions then."

*Max, Michael and the others.* Knowing right away who he meant. Feeling her throat go dry again. *HE is going to answer their questions? Willing? It took me years to get most of the ones I have. Even now I still have questions.*

Taking another sip of the water before putting it down. Finding her voice. "6?" Coming out, still no more then a raw whisper. Wasn't entirely sure that she heard him right.

"Why yes." Picking up her hand and looking at her wrist. "I already told Max." Studying her face closely when HE said Max's name. Eyes cold as ice.

*HE waiting for some kind of reaction....* Not changing her facial features at all. *Sorry, I'm too numb to feel anything at the moment.*

*Not that it was a bad thing.* Knowing full in well the sharp pain she usually felt in her heart when hearing Max's or one of the other's name.

Seeming satisfied by her reaction to Max's name. HE started fixing up her wrist. Putting a good amount of cream on it before starting to wrapping it.

"I'm sure that they will still have some questions for you, until I get back. Only answerers the ones that you want too."

Looking at her hard again.

"Liz, you don't have to do anything they say. Your not married to him in this life..... In a way, your the one that has the power." His voice lower.

*Power?*

"You know the answers to his questions. They need something from you. It's your choice to give it to them or not. In return, giving you power over them."

*The same way you have over me?*

*Shouldn't think that way. With out him, I would have nothing...*

"Understand?"

Nodding her head. Swallowing the lump that was forming in her throat.

Pulling her head back as she saw him reach for her face.

Stopping him a moment, before he continued. Tucking a piece of her long hair behind her ear.

Closing her eyes. Leaning into his hand a little. Letting the numbness go. Cherishing the moment. HE hardly ever touched her lovingly. She held onto these moments as much as possible.

In that moment she could almost convince herself that he did care about her a little. That he might even like her. That she wasn't a total disgrace. That someone could love her. It always gave her a little hope.

But the moment always fades. Just as fast as they come. They where gone again.

Taking his hand away from her head. Back to wrist.

Leaving behind the emptiness and pain once more. Not even trying to block it out this time.

Miss reading her feelings. "Come now. I'm not mad at you. In fact...." Finishing wrapping her wrist. Watching him with her eyes. Standing up and walking over to the window. Looking out. "I really need to apologize to you."

*What? Apologize? He doesn't apologize. I'm the one that apologizes.* Not believing her ears. *It wouldn't be the first time that you deceived yourself into thinking something that wasn't true.*

"You see, I'm sorry that I got so upset yesterday. I should have known how hard it was going to be for you. I should have been more aware of your feelings."

*What feeling? HE doesn't care about feelings. HE hated feelings.* Confusion washing over her.

Kneeling in front of her.

"I should have been considerate of how you would feel to see them for the first time. In all these years. Your brother and your once long ago past husband. The people that abandon you...... I'm sorry. It must have been hard to look at them knowing how they lied to you. Saying that they loved you. Just to leave you."

Running his fingers through her hair. Feeling like his cold hard eyes were penetrating her sole.

Tears stinging her eyes. As the emotional pain washed through her. Stabbing at her heart.

"I know that it hurts you to know that they cared so little about you. I'm truly sorry Liz. I wasn't thinking. I thought that I had prepared you better. If it wasn't for the fact that we needed the four squares. I wouldn't be putting you in this situation."

*What? Since when does he seem to care about me emotionally?* Not understanding at all . *What was going on?*

"I just want you to know. That I will always take care of you. I will never leave you, total alone. I will always come back for you."

Feeling his cold lips graze her forehead as he kissed it. "I will always take care of you."

Warmth. A soft feeling washing through her. A feeling she hasn't felt from him since she was a little girl. A feeling she only felt a small rare moment at a time. A feeling that she dreamt about sometimes. A feeling she thought she just made up. Created in her mind so she wouldn't feel so lost. Alone.

Standing up and walking towards the door. "All you have to do this week is look after your self. You remember where the destiny book is?" Turning to look at her.

Nodding.

"Good. You can get it."

Nodding again. Tears starting to run down her cheeks.

Opening the door. His back to her.

"You know that I've been hard on you to prepare you. I wanted you to be strong. Independent. To be able to survive on your own if need be. I always thought being hard on you. Would help you to deal with the situations that you will face. I didn't want it to hurt you. By trying to get rid of your emotions and feelings. That would just end up hurting you. Making you weak. I thought if you were hard too, that it wouldn't effect you so much. When you did finally meet them again. I thought it would make you be able to deal with the fact that they rejected you, easier."

Never in her life has he ever told her anything like this. Never telling her HIS intentions. *Is this really how he felt? What he meant? Was he really just hard on her to make her strong? Prepare her? HE has always said that was his job. Nothing more and nothing less. Prepare and protect her. Did he really care about her? Like her? Wanted to shield her from the pain that Max, Michael and Isabel would afflict on her?*

Pausing a moment. Turning to look at her. His cold eyes not telling her what she so desperately need to know. *Was HE lying?*

"They will except you into their group. You don't have to worry about that. They need you now. Be careful of that. Remember. They will do what ever is needed to get what they want. Don't be so quick to believe everything they tell you. I won't let you make the same mistakes as before. You don't have room in this life for error. It's too dangerous. You will survive this. I promise. As long as I'm alive I will protect you and take care of you. You are too important. You all are. But know this..... If it comes down to you or them. I will choose you."

*Is it true? Will they try to deceive me? Us me? Do they really care so little about me?*

*For god sakes! They left you. What more valediction do you need?*

Looking once more out the door.

"Take the day off. Regroup. Take a bath or paint the house or something. You look terrible. Next Friday then."

Walking out the door and shutting it behind him. With out even a look back.

Once more alone.

Tears still streaming down her cheeks unchecked.

But the small feeling of warmth and dare she think hope? Remained. A feeling that she so desperately needed. *I don't care if HE is lying. No I don't care at all. I want this. I need this.* Wrapping the warmth around her. *HE is the only one I can count on.*

*But why now. Why tell you so much now. Show you so much kindness. Acting like he cared. When HE couldn't show you anything for years.*

*Why does it have to be an act? Why do I even have to question him?*

*Because that is what he told you to do. Question everything. Don't take anything at face value.*

The warmth slipping from her body. Pulling her legs up to her chest.

*Why am I doing this to myself. Can't I just have this one thing to believe in? Why can't I?*

*Because you know something isn't right. It's too good to be true.*

*Why! Why does it always have to be this way? Why can't I have this one thing! Why?*

Trying to get a hold of her self again. Wiping away the tears. Slowly standing up.

*Because you know in your heart that it's not right. Something is not right here. You have always known.*

Nodding her head. "Your right." Voice cracking.

*Because I'm you....*

Smiling to her self.

*I'm so messed up.*

Starting to search the house for a bathroom.

*But no matter what HE said. If it was true or all lies. One thing I know is true. HE never would leave me. No. HE wouldn't do that. HE worked to hard to keep me.*

Finding a small bathroom. Connected to the bedroom that she assumed would be hers.

You would think that would bring her some comfort.... *But it doesn't. In a way, it scares the hell out of me.*

Sorry about the mistakes!

CHAPTER 5

MAX'S POV

"Max, what do you mean that he said he would take Liz away?" Michael sounding more upset by the moment.

Squeezing his eyes shut. Taking a deep breathe.

They have already been over this twice already this morning. Having told the others everything that took place at Liz's house the night before.

After, hearing Michael go on and on. About how they all agreed that they were going to wait till morning to talk to Liz. How it was my idea to wait. *You know he is only mad because you didn't take him with you.*

*It's not like I was intending to talk to Liz. I just wanted to see her house.* Knowing in his heart that it was only half true. *I can't deny the fact that I wanted to talk to her. Touch her.*

Exhaling slowly.

Now they were all once more in the empty band room. Waiting for school to start for the day. *It was going to be a long day.* Rubbing his eyes. *It would have helped if I got at least a little sleep.*

Opening his eyes to see Michael pacing back and forth in front of him. "Michael." Pleading with his eyes for him to calm down. *We don't need him all upset right now.*

*What did I honestly expect? I didn't honestly think that Michael would take it well. Did I?*

*Some guy that we don't know. Knows who they are. That has powers too. Which meant that he was an alien. He gives me a bad feeling that I can't seem to shake. Face it, the guy gives me the creeps. He was with Liz. Oh, did I mention that he threaten to take Liz away if they didn't stay away from her. What was there to get upset about? Right.......*

"So do you think he was Nesado, Max?" Looking at Isabel calmly sitting in the desk next to Alex. *I must say under the situation. Isabel is holding up quite well.* Know how much she hated her organized life disrupted. *Isabel wasn't usually good at handling things she wasn't in control of.*

"I've been thinking about it all night." *God, has he thought about it all night.* "It seems to be the logical choice. He knows about us. Defiantly was an alien. Showing up here with Liz after you sent out the signal can't be coincident."

"So, Liz has been with a psycho alien all this time?" Maria sniffing one of her vials of seder oil.

"So what? Nesado got Liz after she came out? Why didn't he come for us?" Isabel looking at me questionably.

"We came out before Liz. I remember looking at her and knowing that she wasn't ready yet. Some how I just knew. Maybe by the time Nesado showed up, and Liz was ready to come out. We were already in foster care. He couldn't just show up and take us away with out drawing attention to himself."

*It would have been hard to explain. Why were we wondering around the desert at night naked, all alone.*

"That or he might not have know where you were."-Alex.

Nodding his head. *That too.* "I guess that is one of the questions we can ask next Friday." *One of many, that is.*

"Are we really going to go to his house?" Isabel looking at him like he was crazy.

"If we want answers. I think we have too."

"Do you really think that is a good idea?"-Maria looking uncertain.

"It's the only way to get the answers we need."

"What about Liz?"-Michael

"Didn't you hear what Max said? If we don't leave Liz, alone. He will take her away."-Maria

Flash: "I'm warning you now Max. You leave Liz alone. Don't press her. I don't care how import the four squares are or needed. I will take Liz away and you will never see her again. She is not yours anymore."

"I'm not sure about that...."

"Max?"-Isabel

"He kept saying not to press her. I think he meant we can talk to her. Just not interrogate her. Not hurt her." Looking at Michael.

"She's my sister Maxwell. I'm not going to hurt her." Michael's face turning red.

"He said that she has been through a lot Michael. I believe that much of what he said. Especially after the way she reacted to both of us yesterday."

"What do you mean? You think I hurt her on purpose." Michael going into defense mode.

Flash: Liz huddled in a corner crying.

Maria putting her hand on Michael's arm. "He doesn't think that Michael." Watching Michael calm down a little. *That girl does wonder for him.*

"No, Michael. I know you didn't. At least I don't think we did anything on purpose. I don't know." Running his hands through his hair.

*Why do I get the feeling that I would feel a hell of a lot better if Liz wasn't with him?*

"What aren't you telling us Max?" Michael coming up and standing in front of him. "Your hiding something."

"It's nothing." The last thing Michael needs to know is the flash I keep getting.* That picture kept haunting him all night. He couldn't get it out of his head. *Are we the ones that made Liz cry or was it something or someone else? Did he hurt her?*

"Maxwell, I know that look. Your not tell us something."

Signing. "I don't know. I know Liz thinks we left her on purpose."

"But..."-Michael

Holding up his hand. "I know Michael. But I don't think Liz does."

"So we just have to tell her."-Maria

*Like it would be that simple.*

"That might not be so easy."-Alex

"No it might not. We don't know how Liz really feels about us at this point. She might not have anything to do with us."

"Didn't he say something about the four squares? I've been thinking about that. Counting Liz, that does makes four of you. Maybe you form some kind of unit together. Liz might not have a choice, but to be with you guys."-Alex

"That doesn't mean she has to except us or like us. We don't know anything about her or her life. What she feels or really thinks about any of us. What she was told or taught for that matter. How she was raised......."

"What do you mean Max?" Michael's voice becoming low.

"Besides the fact she was raised by a killer?"-Maria

Locking eyes with Michael.

"You think that she was raised..... Like me don't you? You think he's hurting her?"

"I don't know." *Someone did.*

"But you think...."-Isabel

"It's just a feeling that I get from him." Breaking eye contact. "It's probably nothing."

"I'll kill him."-Michael

"Michael, we don't know anything for sure."

"Except the fact that Nesado is a killer.-Maria

*Not what we needed to hear at this point. But it's true.*

"He just makes me feel uneasy. I don't trust him." Not being able to deny his feelings.

"If he has laid one finger on her..."

"Michael, we don't know."

"We aren't going to really know anything until we talked to Liz."-Alex

Warning bell rings.

Everyone gathering their stuff.

"So what? We just pull Liz out of class?"-Maria

"I don't think that would be a good idea."-Alex

"What? You want to just wait until after school?"-Michael

"Lunch?"-Isabel

"We don't want to drawl any more attention to our selves or Liz."

"That means no more skipping school, Michael. Not that you can really afford to."-Maria locking arms with Michael.

"This bites."-Michael

"I have this class with her. I'll see if I can get her to talk to me."

"Max, you can't talk about this now!"-Isabel

"I'm just settling for a normal conversation at this point. See if she is willing to even talk to me."

"Oh yah, what are you going to say to her. Hi! I hear I was your husband in another life. Ruled a planted together. How's the weather?"-Alex

Smiling. "No, I was going to go more for hello."

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"Everyone get what you need and start the lab. After you finish you can have free time. But I'm warning you. Keep it down to a low roar. Tess why don't you join Mr. Evans today since Liz's isn't here."

Look out the door.

*Were is she?* Class started about 10 minutes ago and Liz still wasn't there. *Did he take Liz with him? No, he just said that he had to go away. Nothing about Liz.*

*What if he decided to take her with him?*

"So where is your girlfriend? Leave you already?" Looking over to see Tess sitting down next to him.

*More like wife.*

*Wait, Tess. I forgot all about her.*

"Hi Tess."

"So you do remember my name." Giving him a small pout. "So where is she? I thought everyone was on a major mission to find her."

*I'm asking myself the same question.*

"Do you really care?"

*Whoa where did that come from.* Having never talked to Tess like that before. Tess looking like I slapped her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing Tess. I'm sorry. I didn't get much sleep last night."

Getting up and getting the stuff for the lab. Setting it up and started to work together in silence. *At least it's an easy one. Doesn't require a lot of thought.* Which was good since his thought were really on Liz.

*Where is she?*

Checking the door ever so often.

*Just hurry up and finish the lab.* Trying to concentrate on what he was doing.

Looking at his watch. *Only 10 minutes has pass. You have to be kidding me. There is no way I'm going to be able to stay in school today. At least not until I find out what is going on with Liz.*

*I guess Michael is going to be skipping again today. Maria is going to be pissed to say the least.* Knowing he would have to take Michael with him. *There is no way he would stay in school anyways.*

*At least this way you can keep an eye on him.*

"Miss Parker so glad to see that you could join us today. I hope your feeling better?"

*Parker?* *Liz.* Looking up to see her standing in the doorway. She looked. *Beautiful.*

Her long dark hair down over her shoulders. Wearing a white long sleeve turtle neck and jeans.

Looking at her closely. Making sure that she was really there. Really alright. She looked fine except for the fact that her left cheek looked redder then the right. She was a little pale looking.

Not taking his eyes off her.

Watched as she glanced down at the first lab table that she past, then back to Mr. Sampson. As she stiffly made her way to him.

Feeling the energy start to sizzle in the air. A sensation he has gotten used too since he was younger. Learning to recognize it as either powers being used or being charged. Having learned to ignore Michael's and Isabel's when they used their. Theirs becoming a comfortable feeling. Having learned a long time ago to tell the different between Isabel's and Michael's.

Realizing that Liz had her own. *I should have known her's would feel different. Not as sharp as Michael's or controlled as Isabel's. Liz's was more like a soft tickling whisper.*

"Why don't you just take a seat with Max and Tess. The three of you can work on the lab together. I'm sure they can fill you in."

Feeling his heart beat faster at the anticipation of working with Liz.

Handing Mr. Sampson a pass with a note. Opening her back pack and taking out a folder as he read the note. Taking note that she was careful not to use her right hand. Keeping it close to her side.

*Her arm?*

Catching a glimpse of clothing in the bag. *Why does she have clothes with her?*

"Are you sure you are well enough to be here? Are you sure you don't want to take a few days off."

Liz nodding.

"Well then, please tell me if your starting to feel worst."

*Feeling worst? She can't be sick. Can she? No. Probably just an excuse for skipping school yesterday.*

Liz nodding her head again. Giving him a small smile.

"I admire your dedication Liz. Not a lot of students would have came to school so soon."

*What? Why wouldn't she be in school?*

Her sweet soft voice coming out as a raw broken whisper. "I've already completed this lab at my last school." Watching her wince when she swallowed. Handing the folder to him. "I thought you would like to see what I have completed." Her soft voice raw and broken.

Having to almost strain his ears to hear her. Wincing himself at the pain she seemed to be under when she swallowed.

"Nice. Very nice Liz. It seems that you are about 2 weeks ahead of us. It doesn't look like you will be needing Max's help after all."

Feeling a stab of pain at the thought that Liz didn't need him.

Mr. Sampson going through the papers in the folder.

Liz not taking her eyes off him the entire time.

"The depth that you have gone through in your answers. It's almost like I answered the questions my self."

Watching Liz lose her smile for a moment. A expression that he couldn't quite place flashed across her face. Gone just as quickly as it came.

"I'm afraid that the next couple of weeks are going to be quite boring for you."

"Actually." Smiling shyly at him. "I was wondering." Swallowing. "If it would be alright if I spent the time getting caught up on some of my other classes. I'm a little behind." Swallowing "That is if that is alright."

"That would be fine. I admire your dedication to your studies. Their are quite a few students here that could learn from you. I'll write you a pass for the next two weeks for you to go to the library. It will be quieter there for you."

"Thank you, Sir."

Watch her take the slip of paper from him. Turning to slowly leave. Looking up at him right before she passed him.

Eyes Lock for a moment before she broke it. By looking down. But not before seeing the guilty hurt look in her eyes.

As soon as she left the room. Her energy was gone.

*What the hell just happened here?* Knowing he had to follow her. Talk to her.

*Something wasn't right. What happen to her voice? She couldn't be sick. They didn't get sick. Did she? She couldn't if she was one of them. None of them ever had a cold. Much less a sore throat.*

*What about Michael?* Thinking about when Michael went into the sweat. *That was different. Totally different. Was it all an act?*

Picturing her swallowing again. Wincing. *If she was. She's a hell of an actress.* Having a feeling that she wasn't.

*I need to get out of here. I have to talk to her.* An urgency filling him.

Looking around. Making sure no one was looking at him. Satisfied. Wiping his hand over his paper. Finishing the problems.

"Max! What are you doing?" Tess in a low whisper. "Are you crazy?" Looking around to see if anyone saw.

Looking aver at Tess. "I have to go."

"What? No!"

"I just need to talk to her, Tess. Something not right."

"That's for sure." Putting her hands on her hips. "Your not leaving me here alone to do this Max."

Wiping her hand over her lab.

"That's not what I mean!"

"Tess, please." Putting his hand on her shoulder. "I'm just going to talk to her. Nothing more."

"Max...." Whinnying.

"I'm sorry Tess."

Grabbing his paper and getting up. Giving it to Mr. Sampson.

"Max, your done already?" Looking at the paper in surprise. "Very nice."

"Can I go to the bathroom?"

"Ummm, yes." Attention once more drawn to the papers on his desk. Still going through Liz's folder. Big grin on his face.

Looking down at the Liz's papers he was studying.

Not believing his eyes. *Blank!* Looking at the others spread across his desk. *All blank*

Turning and heading back to his seat. Grabbing his stuff.

An uneasy feeling starting to fill him.

*What did Liz do to him? Does she have the power to control peoples minds? What they see?*

Knowing that Michael, Isabel and him all have different unique powers. Never thought about what Liz would be able to do. *Is that what Liz can do? Mess with people's heads. Can she do it to us?*

Not being able to get past the feeling of dread and fear that was starting to take hold of him. *She was raised by a killer.*

"I'm not going to cover for you Max." Tess glaring at him.

"You don't have to Tess."

"Max." Whinnying.

"It's going to be alright Tess. I promise."

Not waiting for her reply.

*I have to talk to Liz. How much of a threat is she?* His heart not agreeing at all.

Made his way to the library.


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*Where is she?* Having finally made it to the library. Checking the tables and all the computers all ready. Now he was making his way to the rows and rows of books that the two story building held. *Did she even come here?*

*I have to give Roswell credit through. For being such a small town. They did own a great library.* One of the top five in the state. It had copies and information about anything and everything you can imagine. Housed in its own building, next to the school. The two story building was nothing close to small. Which made it easy for someone to hide if the wanted too.

*I wouldn't be surprise if Liz was doing just that.*

Heading upstairs to the old section of the library. *That's were I would be. No one hardly went there.*

Heading for the back of the building. Hearing a small scrapping noise to his left. Making his way towards the sound.

Turning the corner. Seeing Liz before him. About 15 feet away. Her small frame trying to move one of the huge old roll ladders with one hand.

*Come on Liz. There is no way your going to be able to move it. What are you a whole 100 pounds? If that.*

All the feeling he had of her being a threat disappearing.

About to make his present known. To help her when she suddenly stopped. Taking a step back and raise her hand.

Feeling the energy. *Liz's* Liking the feel of it.

The ladder moved down the wall. Coming to rest several rows down. Liz quickly making her way to it and slowly started to climb up.

*She's telekinesis...... What else can she do?*

Using only the one hand. Slowing her down.

*What happen to her arm? If he hurt her....* Letting the thought go.

Making his way closer to her.

*What is she doing? What could she possibly need in this section?* Taking a quick glance at the books on the shelf. Layers of dust covering their jackets. Making it imposable to read any of the titles. Looking back to Liz.

"Are you just going to stare at me?" Her raw whispered voice startling him. Liz not even turning around as she stopped a few feet from the top.

*I didn't even realize that she knew I was there.*

Still having yet to look at him.

"Umm... I.." *Say something stupid.*

Watched as a group of books came off the shelf over her head. Gentle floating together to the floor.

*Wow.* Could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Looking at Liz again. *She looks paler then before.* Liz wobbling a little. Not having a good grip with using just the one hand. The right one still held protectively next to her chest.

*What happen to it? To her.* Taking notice that her voice still sounded raw.

Slowly making his way to the bottom of the ladder. Holding on to it.

"Liz..."

Afraid that she would fall. It was a good 8 feet to the ground from where she was at. *I'll feel a lot better if she was down on solid ground.*

"Liz."

"Come here Max."

With out hesitating. He started to make his way up to her. Stopping at her legs.

Liz moving to the side to give him more room. "Liz." Grabbing onto her shoe. Fear going through him. Afraid she would fall.

"Up here Max."

Slowly making his way up to her.

Normally two people really wouldn't be able to fit together on the ladder. Just making him realize again. *How small Liz Parker really was. How fragile.*

Swallowing the lump that was trying to form in his throat. "Liz?"

Not meeting his eyes.

Her scent all around him. Strawberries, vanilla and a sweet smell that was uniquely all her own. All together making her smell like heaven. He could feel the desire rising in him. Being this close to her. Faces inches away from each other. *All I would have to do was lean a little closer. Just a little closer.* He could feel her lips. *Wonder if she tasted like strawberries too.*

Watching her lick her lips.

Subconsciously moving closer. Almost memorize.

"Max." Her small pleading shaky voice. Braking him out of his thought. Bring him back once more to reality.

"What?" Stopping his movement.

Looking at her face closely. Her cheek slightly red. Being able to see a little blue and purple in it now that he was so close. *Someone hurt her.* Her eyes were looking everywhere but his. *It's like I can see all her emotions at once. Pain. Loneness. Guilt. Uncertainty. Fear.*

Pulling at his heart. Hurting him at the thought that she was hurting.

Wanting nothing more then to take her into his arms. Making it all go away. Until she felt nothing, but love.

Reaching out to touch her cheek. To heal her. Wanting to take away the pain. Healing completely. Erase all the hurt she felt. To Love her.

"Don't" Coming out as a whimper. Pulling back some away from him.

Picture her falling flashed through his mind.

"Liz!" Going to grab her arm to keep her from moving back anymore.

"No."

Stopping his hand once more before he actually touched her. Seeing the fear on her face as she shrank away from him. Pulling his arm back. Hoping she wouldn't try to move away anymore. Already having one leg dangling off the ladder. *God, she's terrified of me.*

Watching her swallow. Tears glissading her eyes. Taking a couple deep breathes.

Knowing she was trying to calm herself.

"I'm sorry." Moving away from her a little. *How stupid can I be? Why would she want you to touch her? What did you just expect her to fall into your arms?*

"Liz?" Using a tone he would use for a frighten child. *Not so far from the truth.*

"I'm sorry...." Swallowing. Wincing a little.

"Don't be. It was my fault. I shouldn't have..... I'm sorry. Liz.." Hoping she would look at him.

*No such luck*

"Liz. I would never hurt you." *A little late for that. She thinks you just left her.*

"Liz please put your foot back on the ladder. I won't hurt you I promise." Shifting his weight to move a little back from her. Giving her a little room.

"I won't touch you..."

Slowly putting her foot back on the rung.

"Liz... I know you think that we just left you but..."

*How am I suppose to tell her that we forgot about her? That we didn't even remember her until yesterday?*

"I need your help." Small forced whisper.

"What?" Not actually believing that she spoke.

"Wave your hand over the wall I uncovered."

"Liz?"

"Please...." Biting her bottom lip.

Climbing another step up. Stretching. Doing as she said. A white hand print appears. "Liz?"

"Place your hand on it."

Hesitating a moment, before doing as she said. His hand disappearing into the wall.

Inhaling deeply.

Feeling her body come into contact with his. Leaning more against his. Feeling Liz's breathe against his neck. Feeling her legs intertwine with his as she moved closer to him. Moving up a little. Trying to see. "It's alright."

His body relaxing automatically. Her small voice calming him. Giving him the courage to go on.

"Do you feel it?" Her breathe on his cheek.

Realizing that he felt cold metal under his finger tips.

"Yes." Grabbing it and bring it out. *Book.* Recognizing the symbol on it from one of the ones that was on the cave's walls.

Looking down at her. As she looked up at the book he still held over his head. Putting his arm around Liz, as he slowly turned his body around. So that she wouldn't fall. His back against the ladder. As he brought the book down. Wrapping it around Liz too. Subconsciously drawling her to him.

It felt amazing. Right. Like he was home for the first time. Feelings of contentment filled him. Her small frame fitting perfectly against him. *Like she was made for me.*

Searching her eyes as her's finally meeting his for the first time.

Feeling her take in a sharp breathe.

Recognition filling her face. Realizing that she was in his arms. Pain flashing through them. Disappearing just as fast.

Watching her search his eyes. Looking for something.

Finally starting to feeling her start to relax a little. As she brought her good hand up. Gently touching his chest.

Feeling a tremor go through her. Her eyes glassing over for a second before clearing. Becoming darker.

"Liz?"

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From chapter 5.....

It felt amazing. Right. Like he was home for the first time. Feelings of contentment filled him. Her small frame fitting perfectly against him. *Like she was made for me.*

Searching her eyes as her's finally meeting his for the first time.

Feeling her take in a sharp breathe.

Recognition, filling her face. Realizing that she was in his arms. Pain flashing through them. Disappearing just as fast.

Watching her search his eyes. Looking for something.

Finally starting to feeling her start to relax a little. As she brought her good hand up. Gently touching his chest.

Feeling a tremor go through her. Her eyes glassing over for a second before clearing. Becoming darker.

"Liz?"

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CHAPTER 6

Liz's POV

Flash...

"Aveana please.... Say we can be together. Say you love me too. I know that you do. I feel it in every touch. Every look."

"What of your people? My people?" Looking out at the emerald green sky. The three blood moons shining in all their glory.

"Will be happy for us. We will united them together as one. Like it was written." Zan coming up behind her. Pulling her against his chest. Feeling his heart beat on her back.

"You make it sound so easy." Turning to look at him. Being drawn once more into his eyes.

*Eyes... Look to the eyes when you need the answers. Their our windows to the soul, Aveana. The soul can never lie......* Hearing her mothers voice in her head.

Love.... Honesty.... Desire.... Flashed through his eyes.

"It is... If you love me." Bending his head down to kiss her. Desire filling her.

"Liz?" Max's voice drawing her out of the memory.

Seeing the concern in his eyes. Eyes that are still the same as Zan's. His face has changed but the eyes have remained.

*Windows to the soul, Aveana. The soul can never lie.....* Her mother voice floating through her ears.

*Can they?*

His eyes pleading with her to trust him. To tell him what he wanted to know. *But what? What do I tell.*

Feeling the book graze her arm as he held her close. *The book?*

"Destiny book. It was with us when we crashed. HE hide it here so it would be safe."

Giving him the easiest answers to all his questions.

*Why am I telling him this? Why am I telling him anything?*

*Because, you need answers too. And his eyes...*

"What does it say?"

"I don't know." Swallowing. "You need the 4 squares to open it."

"Four squares?"

"You. Michael. Isabel." Swallowing. "Me."

"Why are the four squares important?"

Shaking her head. "I only know what HE has told me." Not sure anymore if it's the truth or not. *Not sure of anything any more.* Confusion filling her.

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MAX'S POV

Feeling her open herself up to him a little.

Ray of emotions washing across her face. *Looks so unsure of herself. So lost.*

"HE?" Not knowing for sure who she was talking about.

"Our protector." Swallowing. "I think Michael and you refer to him as Nesado?"

Flicker of pain shot through her eyes.

*Damn it Michael, why did you have to jump to conclusions.*

"Our protector?" Not wanting to believe her answer. Not wanting to face the fact of what it would mean.

Nodding her head. *Great! Our protector is a killer. HE? Why is she not calling him by a name?*

"What do you call him?"

Watching the confusion cross her face. "I don't call him anything." Looking away. "HE has changed his name so often to fit the parts......" Whispered voiced trailing off. Swallowing. Shaking her head a little. "I don't call him anything."

"You have been with him all this time?"

Nodding. "Yes."

Hating himself a little more. *Great. We left her with a killer. At least she doesn't call him Dad. Somehow that seemed so wrong. So wrong. What have I done?*

Sighing. Pulling her a little more against him.

Feeling Liz tensing up. Taking a shape intake. Looking away from him..

*I'm hurting her.* Losing his grip a little.

"Hurts?"

Shaking her head no. Feeling her relax a little.

"What happened Liz?" Not wanting to push, but having to ask.

"What?" Looking at him once more. Confusion once more mirrored her face.

"Your voice?"

Swallowing. Looking at him for a moment then looking away. "I have a sore throat." Biting her lip.

*She's lying.* "We don't get sick, Liz."

Still not meeting his eyes. "Do we?" Not quit sure of it anymore. *It's just easier to believe that, then someone hurting her. It still doesn't explain her arm and face or how she reacts to being touched.*

*Maybe it's just me? Maybe she doesn't want me to touch her. No, that still wouldn't explain her arm or her face.*

"What about your arm."

"It's fine." Looking everywhere but his face.

"Then let me see it." Shifting her weight to the arm that held the book. Bring his hand up to touch her arm.

Seeing fear flashed in her eyes before she started to pull out of his arms. Feeling her starting to close herself off to him once more. Trying to make her way out of his arms. Down the ladder.

*Damn it.*

Feeling the lost of warmth immediately. *A ladder is not the place to be having this discussion anyways. Maybe we should go some place else.*

"Liz?" Letting her go. Helping her down the rest of the way.

Watching her take a few steps back from him. Putting him once more at arms length. Looking down at the ground.

"Did Nesado hurt you."

Slowly shaking her head no. Backing away from him.

"Liz." Taking a step towards her. "Look at me please?"

Still not looking at him. "I fell down the steps." Swallowing. Small frail laugh. "I'm really clumsy. Really....."

"Liz......"

"No. I'm fine...." Her raw voice shaky. Trying to choke down a sob.

"I can heal you."

"NO!" Her raw voice louder then he heard her all day. Looking at him. Seeing the pain and fear in her eyes.

Breaking his heart.

"Liz..." Taking another step towards her. "Please..."

"No Max. Don't touch me." Holding up both hands in defense.

Stopping him in his tracks.

"I'm sorry.... I.." Couldn't get past the look of fear on her face. "I'm sorry. I wasn't going to hurt you.... Won't you let me help you?"

Nodding her head. Tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry.." Turning and started to walk away. "You can't help me. No one can....."

*I'm just pushing her away. What does she mean no one can help her.* Feeling her close herself off to him once more. Fear of her leaving coursed through him. Changing tactics.

"Liz." Following her. "The book... We need to talk."

Nodding her head. Stopping in her tracks.

Taking it as a good sign. Coming up next to her. Careful not to touch her.

"You want to go somewhere and talk?"

"You have class." Not meeting his eyes.

"Don't you mean we?"

"No." Shaking her head.

"Liz..."

Watching her take a deep breathe. "I think we've done enough for now."

"What about the book." Holding it out to her.

Looking at it, then to him. About to reach for it and taking her hand back. Tucking a imaginary piece of hair behind her ear. "You keep it. Just don't lose it...... HE will kill me." Starting to walk again.

Her last words chilling him to the bone.

Catching up to her. "Liz?"

"Please Max." Pleading with her eyes. *Looking so tired. Defeated.* Knowing that pushing her more now, he might never get her talk to him again. "Please..." Tears filling her eyes. "Please."

"Ok Liz. Ok." Letting it drop for now. *But this isn't over. No. This is far from over.*

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LIZ'S POV

*What am I doing? I don't know why I told him all those things. Why? I shouldn't have let him near me.*

*But it felt so good. So safe. Right...... Like it was meant to be.*

*But it wasn't. If it was, he wouldn't have left you.*

*Shut up. Would you for once?*

*Why? Your just deluding yourself. Some one needs to tell you the truth.*

*Like I know what the truth is? Has anyone really ever told me the truth? You don't honestly believe everything HE told you.... Do you?....... I shouldn't have told him.. I don't even know him.*

*He's one of you. It's not like you told him that your an alien. That there is saddening a new species on earth. He's a hybrid too. He is just like you.*

*What did I tell him any ways? Nothing that he wouldn't find out anyways. No big secrets.*

*Do we really have any?*

*But the way that he looked at me.... It was like he was looking at my soul. That he could tell what I was feeling. Thinking almost.*

*Could he?*

*Why did I even come to school today? I should have just took the day off like HE said too.*

*And go stir crazy sitting in a empty house all day? With nothing to do but think. No thank you. I'll take school any day. Why put off the inedible anyways? You had to see him sometime? Besides, you needed to get the book.*

"Even though you learned everything school has to offer already?*

*Hey, I didn't tell you to teach yourself at home. I knew it was a bad idea to read all those books.*

*Yeah right. What else was I suppose to do. You can only practice my powers so much. Besides I thought you liked school. Learning new things.*

*Actually going to a actual school. Being social. Making friends. Actually doing the experiments in a class room with other students. What's it been.... 3 years since the last school you actually attended?*

*Yeah, but what was the point? I only got to attend for 2 months and we where gone again.*

*He said it wasn't safe to stay in one place to long.....*

*Max, Michael and Isabel got to stay here their whole life.*

*But they didn't kill anyone......*

*Stop. Just stop!*

Focusing once more on class. It was fourth period. So far I have had all my classes with Max except this one. It was the first class that I didn't feel so much like I was under a microscope. Keeping to his word about not questioning me any more. Just a close watch on me. Not sitting to far away from me in the classes. Making it hard to concentrate.

*But at least he wasn't questioning me any more. Giving me at least a little space.*

*But why do I have a feeling that he thinks I'm about to run or break down?*

*Well its not like your the most stable person.*

*Am I that easy to read?*

*You really have to work on it.*

Sighing.

The only person that she shared it with was the Alex guy. Meeting him at the door. Max introducing them. Since, Max took it upon himself to take make himself her personal guide. *Like Kyle didn't show you yesterday?*

*Did you pay attention?*

*Is he playing guide or protector?*

*Remember when Michael showed up between class? The tension was so thick. I could cut it with a knife. At least Max stopped him from interrogating you again.*

*Do you really think Michael was going to?*

*I think Michael wants answers..*

*To what, I'm not sure.*

*Well you did kind of yell at him yesterday.*

*At least Alex was nice.* He treated her normal after staring at her a minute at the door. *Which was good.*

The only thing she was thankful for was the fact that Tess wasn't in any of them. *I thought I would have been able to handle seeing them together.*

*That was until you saw them doing the lab together today.* Watching them from the door before coming in. The way the two comfortably did the lab together. Both doing their parts naturally complementing the other. They didn't even need to talk. Just doing everything automatically. Tore at her heart. Knowing how much time they must have spent together to be able to work that way. *I couldn't deal with seeing the two together yet. Knowing that Max choose Tess over her. It hurt too much. I thought I would be able too, but I couldn't. I just couldn't.*

So she mind warped the professor. Letting him see what he wanted to see on the blank papers. Giving her an escape for at least the next two weeks from seeing Max and Tess together.

*Not that I liked doing it. I hate it. It's not right to mess with peoples reality.*

It never has sat well with her. *How many times do you have to curse the fact that you have this power?*

They say the power you receive or have are a reflection to your personality. What role you will have in life. *What does that really say about her?*

*What kind of person am I really?*

*Just another reason to hated her life and self.*

CHAPTER 7A

Just a note. Anything in () Means telepathic.

LIZ'S POV

As soon as the bell rang. Liz, had her book bag and was out the door. Going in the opposite direction she saw Max go when he left her, for his own class.

Knowing he had every intention on having her go to lunch with him or follow her around if she didn't.

*No way! There was no way she would be able to stand 45 minutes of him and his friends. Staring at her and asking her questions. Not that Alex did. Just getting an occasional concern looks every once in a while. Which she was truly thankful for.*

*Not to mention Tess would probably be there.*

*No... Can't deal with Tess right now.*

*At least I can have 45 minutes of peace.*

So she waited until the bell rang. Than ran. Barely register the fact that Alex had yelled her name.

Ducking into the first dark room that she came too after turning a corner. Pull the door closed tight behind her. Looking down.

Letting out the breathe that she was holding.

*I don't think anyone saw me. At least anyone that would care that is.*

*Thank god. Why didn't I just stay home?*

"Hiding?"

Jumping at the voice. "WHAT?" Her raw voice coming out loud and strangled. Louder then it has been all day. Sending a sharp pain through her throat. Closing her eyes tight a moment. Getting a hold of the pain once more.

Taking note of the fact that she kept losing her hold on it all day. *They are defiantly effecting my control.*

*Damn emotion. HE said they would make me weak.*

*I hate it when HE is right.*

*I'm going to have to work on it.*

Swallowing. Testing the pain level of her throat. *Feels tighter.* The saliva barely slipping down her throat. *Great... I'll be lucky if I will be able to talk at all now...* Knowing full and well that she caused more damage to the tender tissue. *Why didn't I stay home? Then I wouldn't be in a room with him.*

"Your hiding..." Hearing steps coming towards her.

*Great.....* Slowly looking up to meet his eyes. "Michael." No sound coming out.

*Great. Just great.*

Watching him study her for a moment.

Letting her bag slip to the ground. Her good hand reaching behind her. Feeling the door.

*Of all the damn rooms to pick in this school. I had to pick the one with..*

Stopping a few feet in front of her. "Are you alright?" His face soften. Michaels voice lower. Full of concern.

Stopping her retreat for a moment.

*Like he really care?*

*Max seemed too..*

*They just want..*

*What? Answers? To what? I don't even know what they know or really want.*

"Liz?"

Nodding her head yes.

"Are you sure your all right?"

Nodding her head yes again.

"I think we should talk...."

*That's going to be a little hard.* Trying to swallow once more.

Starting to pace in front of her. Talking fast.

"Wow, where do I start? Max said we weren't suppose to push you. That he talked to you a little. You gave him a book? I have so many questions for you. So much I want to know. You seem to know so much about our past. You've been with Nesado all this time?"

A look that she couldn't describe flash across his face. The same look that Max had when he found out. *What do they know that I don't?*

"Did Nesado tell you everything? Is that how you know? What did he tell you?" Pausing for a moment and continue. "I want to get to know you. Everything about you. This feeling that I have inside of me now. It's like it just woke up. God. I must be rambling on and on like Maria. Maria. I want you to meet her. I mean.... " Stopping and looking at her once more. Stepping a little closer.

Once more starting to feel for the handle of the door. *What am I doing here? I can't do this right now. Not Michael. Not my brother.*

"I have a sister... I really have someone... I always thought I was alone... I am so sorry Liz.... I am so sorry."

*Does he have tears in his eyes?* Stopping her retreat once more. *Alone? Does he really want me?*

"I am so sorry. I should have remembered you. I should have waited longer for you. I should have fought harder to get back to you..."

*What?* Shaking her head in confusion. Trying to make sense of what he was saying. *He's sorry? Forgot about me?*

Starting to pace again. His voice full of anger and regret.

"I shouldn't have left the cave. I'm sorry. Maybe if I hadn't of left, I would still remember. I wouldn't have forgotten anything. I would remember you. We wouldn't have been alone. You wouldn't be alone with Nesado. I could have protected you. We could have been together like Max and Isabel. But then that means you might have ended up living with Hank too. No, I wouldn't have let him touch you. I have killed him first...." Stopping once more and looking at her. "If I find out that anyone ever hurt you......."

Staring at her intensely. Eyes narrowing. *Like he trying to see every part of me..*

Voice lower. "Did someone hurt you Liz? Did Nesado? You didn't really fall down steps did you? We can't get sick. Can we?......."

Pleading for her to trust him and tell him the truth.

The look on his face sending shiver down her spine.

*Did he mean it? Would he really protect me? How can he?* Feeling her legs start to give out. Slowly sinking to her knees. *Michael didn't just leave me?*

*He still left you in that cave alone.*

*I don't know that... I don't know the reason why he left.. Maybe...*

"Does it really matter? He still left..*

HIS words echo in her ears. "They left you Liz. All alone. They don't love you. Care anything about you. They left you to die alone. It was all lies."

*Lies?......*

Michael kneeling down next to her. Feeling him place his hands on her shoulder. Turning her gently towards him. "Liz...." His voice lowering more.

"I'm sorry Liz..... I didn't mean to push. I promise I won't push anymore. I just want to help you. I am so sorry that I forgot about you. That I wasn't looking for you all this time. I don't know how or why we forgot everything. Why we didn't remember you. I'm sorry that I got weak and left. Maybe if I would have stayed a little longer....... Can you ever forgive me? Forgive us?"

Looking up to met his eyes. "What?" No sound coming out.

*What? How long was he waiting for me to come out? Forgive him?* Searching his eyes. Looking for the answers to the questions that she couldn't voice out loud.

*Lies... It's all lies. HE said they would lie.*

*But...*

"Liz?" His voice catching in his throat. Placing a hand on her bruised cheek. Wiping off the tears that she didn't realizing that she was shedding.

*Michael.*

"God Liz.... I am so sorry. I'm sorry that I wasn't there all these years. I'm sorry I didn't protect you... I'm sorry that I hurt you. Talk to me please. Yell at me......... Anything......... Please........"

Leaning into his hand. Needing to have him comfort her was overwhelming. Desperately needing for everything he said to be true. Wanting to know the truth to his words. *Michael.* Placing her good hand on his face. The only way that she knew how.

Forming a connection.

Flash...

Michael searching the area around the pod. (Feeling scared but protective mode kicking in.)

Seeing Isabel and Max for the first time. (Happiness that they were alright.) Asking about his sister.

Max telling him that she wasn't ready yet.

Isabel leading them on. Seeking something.

Michael feeling Max's uneasiness. Mixing with his own. Not wanting to leave her but not wanting to have any of them separated either.

Walking with them for awhile.

Them all talk about going back for her.

Seeing the head lights. Michael hiding in the bushes. (Fears sweeping over him.)

Time passes.

Michael kneeling beside her pod. Wishing that she would come out. Feeling bad for Leaving Max and Isabel alone but not being able to leave his sister. (Hunger and thirst starting to burn his stomach.)

More time passes.

Reluctantly leaving the cave. Knowing if he didn't leave now. He would die.

Walking in the desert. In the same direction they did before.

Darkness taking over.

Waking up in the car with two men. (Fear.)

Reaching out with his mind once more to her. Before passing out again.

End of flash.

Relief coursing through her. Feeling Michael's love and concern for her. His fear. That she hated him and blamed him for leaving her.

*Michael, didn't just leave me. He waited as long as he could for me. He did love me. Wanted to be with me. It was my fault that I didn't come out when they did. If I just would have came out sooner they could have all been together. Michael did wait for me. Her brother did. Her brother...*

"A flash? Liz? Did you just see when I came out of the pod, too." Looking at her with concern. "Did you do that?"

Taking her hand off his face.

Not sure if it was really her or him. Knowing the both had the power to share their feelings and events with each other. One of the few powers they all were suppose to possess. Knowing it was suppose to be stronger between siblings and soul mates.

The need to talk to him rising in her. Instincts kicking in. (I'm not sure...)

"What the hell?" Looking her in disbelief. Letting go of her. "Did you just talk to me telepathically?"

Losing her smile. Looking as shocked as he did. *Think I just did.*

*Never done that before.*

*Maybe it's the connect?* Slowly nodding her head yes.

"Max said you can move things too. What all can you do?" Not being able to read the look on his face.

Her emotions over shadowing his.

Feeling the hurt go through her. *They act like I'm some freak.*

*Aren't I?*

Grabbing her bag and standing up.

*I shouldn't have.... He...*

"Liz."

*I'm sorry.*

Shaking her head. Afraid to talk to him any other way. Trying to open the door with the bag in her hand.

"Liz..."

Finally getting the door open.

"Liz look at me. Wait Liz." Holding on to her arm as she started to leave. "What's going on? Look at me please."

Feeling the tears slip down her cheeks.

*How can I be so stupid? He probably thinks I invited his mind or something.*

"Liz. Why are you running away from me? I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not mad. Liz, I'M NOT MAD!"

Stopping her in her track. *Not mad...* Turning to look at him.

Softer. "It's kind of neat actually. The only thing I can do is blow things up." Looking at the spot over her head. "I'm um." Clearing his throat. "I'm not very good with my powers." Looking almost embarrassed.

Looking at her face once more. "Maybe you can help me sometimes...."

*Maybe.*

Returning his smile with a weak one.

"You ok?"

Wiping the tears of her face. Nodding again.

"So, are we ok?" Shoving his hands into his pockets.

Nodding her head once more before turning and running.

*Just find some place quiet. Some place where I can process everything.*