Here Is Gone (AU,M/L, MATURE/ADULT) Pt 15 - 10/04/04 [WIP]
Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2003 3:43 am
Author: Liz Evans a.k.a Jen
Title: Here is Gone
Category: Max and Liz AU
Rating: MATURE (for language) - Mild ADULT
Disclaimer: I own not a thing. Well, maybe except for this computer, this keyboard, and this mouse that I’m currently using. That’s all a gal needs anyways right?
Email: DreamgirlJen@hotmail.com
Feedback: Very very very appreciated and the inspiration needed to write this story
Summary: Max and Liz in my own crazy world that I have created. ‘sigh’ need I say more?
Prologue
The breeze blows through my window as I look out into a clear starry night. A shooting star shoots by and I close my eyes to make a wish, something that I had done about a hundred times before now, except this time, it’s different.
No, this time, my one wish that I wished about a million times before has come true and a smile creeps across my face.
“Liz?” I hear him say my name in his groggy state, and I still get that distinct rumbling in my stomach every single time he speaks.
“Mmmm?” I say, looking back at his bed. I have to sigh as I take in the appearance of the moonlight casting a glow on his god of a chest, which is partly covered by the sheets.
Damn. Those sheets even seem to take on a glow itself just because of their occupant.
“Come to bed.” It’s not a question, not a plea, but more like a fact. No, more like a promise for more blissful encounters with this man that lies before me, if I just walk that way and do what was said.
“Always,” I say simply and immediately am wrapped back in his strong arms from behind. This is my favorite place to be as I feel warmth, protected, but most of all… loved.
“What are you thinking?” He asks, nuzzling the side of my face and pulling me even closer if that’s even possible. I kiss his arm and turn my head back to look at him.
“Ohh, just my favorite subject.” I tell him with a glint in my eye.
“You were thinking about biology?” He smiles knowingly.
“Noo… you silly.” I tell him happily and turn around so I can now take in his full appearance once again.
“And what could possibly be so interesting about that subject?” He asks me, playfully smiling.
“Ohh well.” I look up as I pretend to be in deep thought. “There’s a lot to study on this certain subject.” I say this as I look up and down as if he is my next meal.
And he will be.
I get an idea in my head as I move my finger up his chest, and around his neck as I pull on it to ask for a kiss without words. Our lips linger in bliss for a few seconds before I pull back.
“I think the lips are my favorite part about it.” I say, smiling and humming.
“You’re favorite part you say?” Max asks, playfully raising his eyebrows.
I nod and get a little bolder, as I move my hand from the resting place on his beautiful chest down and even further down until I reach my destination.
“Although sometimes…” I start, stroking my hand up and down, getting the desired effect of him moaning and moving underneath me.
“Sometimes some parts outweigh the others very heavily.” I go in for the kill and squeeze a little bit and this is when he loses control and flips us over.
“Lizzz…” He growls. Literally growls my name, as he nuzzles my ear.
I giggle at the dazed look in his eyes. This is heaven. My heaven.
“Do you have any idea of the things that you do to me? All the ways that you make me feel inside?” He asks me this with so much seriousness in his eyes and his voice and I know it’s a rhetorical question.
Then he adds, “How beautiful you are?”
I sigh because I’m just a big pile of naked goo right now. Well, that didn’t sound right, but you get the point.
“Show me.” I say it simply. I’ll never get tired of this. Never.
No words are said as he moves over me kissing everywhere from my collarbone to my breasts, from my naval and around my stomach. I bring him up as I wiggle underneath him, as his kisses are lethal and can make you get out of control. Though sometimes that is a good thing.
A really really good thing.
Our lips touch and our tongues dance as if they have tangoed like this for lifetimes. It’s pure magic the way our bodies respond to each other.
“Max, I can’t take it anymore, make …ahhhh” I don’t even get the final words out love, because I am silenced with his mouth covering mine and in one swift movement I get my wish.
I’m now complete once again.
I feel the now familiar ache in my body being slowly washed away and the sensations replacing it are exhilarating. I feel myself start to climb and scream out in ecstasy as my orgasm washes over me.
I look up into his eyes when I start to fall and I can see that he’s about to fall over with me.
“Let go for me Max.” I say in one breath and this is all it takes.
“Lizzz…” He says my name on the edges of passion and I feel a tear escape from my eye. This is beautiful. He is beautiful. My life is now beautiful all because of this glorious and yes, beautiful man on top of me.
I sigh in bliss as he collapses on me and nuzzles his head my breast again.
“That was so amazing…” He tells me and gives me a kiss. He sees my tear though, and his expression turns to worry as he wipes it away.
“Hey, you okay?” and with that he kisses my forehead.
“Yeah I am more than okay. I just think this is so beautiful and about how much I was missing out on before now. Before you.” Max tears up with me as he kisses my lips once again to show me his love.
“I love you, Liz. So much.” His eyes are so serious as he says this and filled with such emotion that I gasp.
“I love you too, Max, with all my heart.” I press his hand to the left side of my chest where my heart beats for him. Only him.
“Liz?”
”Mmmm?”
“Marry Me?”
………………..
Part 1 (Seven Months Earlier)
“Liz! Come on! We are gonna be late!”
Liz Parker dashed down the steps of her apartment in Roswell, New Mexico. She was always late and knew how much her fiancé hated it. But she was an early baby; by one whole month, and people always laughed telling her that that was the reason that she was late all of the time. It just didn’t make sense to her, and she didn’t give it much more thought.
All she knew was that she had to hurry her ass up or she would have one pissed future husband on her hands.
He told her that always being late was her only flaw. To him and everyone else she was perfect.
She was the perfect student in high school and in college, she had a perfect family, she had a perfect boyfriend now fiancé, and everything about her life was so predictable. She always did what was expected of her, always had to be in control and lately, that had got to be so... so...
Boring.
But she didn’t have much more time to think on that subject as she raced out to the black Ashton Martin Vanquish that he had just bought with his father’s money.
“Lizzie you gotta start being on time. You know how traffic gets...” He said to her in a tone that she hated. She would rather him just yell at her, than use that tone as if he were speaking to a twelve year old.
“Sorry, I had to call Maria again to remind her to feed Gatsby twice a day, not three.” Liz said, referring to her overweight orange tabby cat.
Maria Deluca and Liz Parker had been best friends since the second grade and shared an apartment above the Crashdown café where she had lived her whole life with her parents until now, and she worked there part-time when she wasn’t teaching the second grade.
Her parents decided to move into a new little house in a new subdivision that had been built and it was time that Liz, now 21, decided that she needed to live on her own. So she and Maria decided to move in the cozy apartment and Liz got to keep the balcony that she loved so much.
Now everything was changing in her life, though. She was marrying this man sitting next to her and soon they were going to be moving to Santa Fe, where his parents, Diane and Phillip, lived. She was a little nervous to meet the Evans’s, after all she and their son had been dating for only six months now and she had never even met them.
And now they were engaged.
He spoke of his parents often as well as his little sister, Cassie, who sounded completely adorable. Liz was looking forward to meeting little Cassie Isabella Evans most of all because she was also the reason that they were finally making this trip.
It was her fifth birthday party.
“This is gonna be great Liz, they are gonna love you!” He said to her as he put his hand over her knee. She just smiled and looked out the window as the scenery flew by in a blur.
A blur.
That is what her life has been all along. Here she was, 21 years old, had a great job teaching second graders, had great friends, and had a great boyf…fiancé, and she still wasn’t happy. Liz Parker was soon to become Liz Evans and she was afraid that since Liz Parker had never really lived, took chances, then she would surely lose herself somewhere in all of this.
She loved him. She really did, but was love really enough?
Their relationship just had a certain predictability and a totally non-passionate sorta tone to it that she mainly she saw the relationship as a companionship.
That is why when he proposed last week she took a day or two to think about it first. She finally figured that he was a great guy, he did love her, and any kind of love in the town of Roswell didn’t come around too often so she said yes.
That is what brought them to this moment now, driving down the highway as she drifted off to sleep silently dreaming about something, anything in her life happening to just break the cycle.
…………………..
“Liz…Liz!” He said softly shaking her awake.
“Huuhh?” Liz slowly opened her eyes and cringed as she saw a little drool on her arm that she had been leaning on against the window.
“We’re here.” He told her smiling.
“All ready?? I thought it took like four hours or something?” Liz asked, still trying to wake up from her deep sleep and the hott dream she was having.
“It did.”
“What!? You let me sleep for four hours?? God that must have been so boring for you! I’m so sorry…” She apologized, genuinely feeling bad for making the trip no more exciting than a block of wood.
He laughed. “It’s okay, it gave me a chance to listen to some classical music along the way. I know how much you don’t care for it even though I can’t understand why, Liz.” He complained to her, getting out of the car.
Liz just kind of frowned, knowing that he didn’t particularly care for her type of music either. That damn alternater rock or something he called it. Made him sound like her father in a way...
She just sighed though as she took his hand, leading up to the huge fancy house that the description her fiancé gave her did no justice to.
“Wow... this place is amazing,” Liz said, obviously admiring such a big beautiful place.
“Well what can I say? It’s home.” He said, just smiling and kissing her cheek as they rung the doorbell and waited to be greeted.
“Ah Lorenzo!!” He shouted as a man who was dressed in a suit opened the door. He was tall with dark hair, and he looked about in his forties.
The man smiled as he looked at Liz and than back to his boss’s son.
“Mr. and Mrs. Evans! Your son and his beautiful mistress are here!” He said in a loud voice as Liz blushed.
Right then another tall sophisticated looking man approached with a shorter blonde woman who looked beautiful in a blue dress with pearls around her neck and her hair up in a bun.
The woman was the first to extend her hand to Liz as she started, “Oh look at you two! You must be Liz Parker. I’m Diane Evans and this is Phillip.” She introduced them as they both shook her hand and Liz smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Evans. Mrs. Evans” Liz said nervously.
“Oh, please, call me Diane.” She said as she winked.
“Diane.” Liz repeated. Diane Evans welcomed them in and turned back to Liz as the men went on into the dining room.
“Kyle has told us so much about you.”
TBC???.......
Let me know what you think and I think in the prolouge i've already offered you dreamer insurance for those who need it
Oh and i got the title from the Goo Goo Dolls song Here is Gone if anyone is interested.
Muah Jen
Title: Here is Gone
Category: Max and Liz AU
Rating: MATURE (for language) - Mild ADULT
Disclaimer: I own not a thing. Well, maybe except for this computer, this keyboard, and this mouse that I’m currently using. That’s all a gal needs anyways right?
Email: DreamgirlJen@hotmail.com
Feedback: Very very very appreciated and the inspiration needed to write this story

Summary: Max and Liz in my own crazy world that I have created. ‘sigh’ need I say more?
Prologue
The breeze blows through my window as I look out into a clear starry night. A shooting star shoots by and I close my eyes to make a wish, something that I had done about a hundred times before now, except this time, it’s different.
No, this time, my one wish that I wished about a million times before has come true and a smile creeps across my face.
“Liz?” I hear him say my name in his groggy state, and I still get that distinct rumbling in my stomach every single time he speaks.
“Mmmm?” I say, looking back at his bed. I have to sigh as I take in the appearance of the moonlight casting a glow on his god of a chest, which is partly covered by the sheets.
Damn. Those sheets even seem to take on a glow itself just because of their occupant.
“Come to bed.” It’s not a question, not a plea, but more like a fact. No, more like a promise for more blissful encounters with this man that lies before me, if I just walk that way and do what was said.
“Always,” I say simply and immediately am wrapped back in his strong arms from behind. This is my favorite place to be as I feel warmth, protected, but most of all… loved.
“What are you thinking?” He asks, nuzzling the side of my face and pulling me even closer if that’s even possible. I kiss his arm and turn my head back to look at him.
“Ohh, just my favorite subject.” I tell him with a glint in my eye.
“You were thinking about biology?” He smiles knowingly.
“Noo… you silly.” I tell him happily and turn around so I can now take in his full appearance once again.
“And what could possibly be so interesting about that subject?” He asks me, playfully smiling.
“Ohh well.” I look up as I pretend to be in deep thought. “There’s a lot to study on this certain subject.” I say this as I look up and down as if he is my next meal.
And he will be.
I get an idea in my head as I move my finger up his chest, and around his neck as I pull on it to ask for a kiss without words. Our lips linger in bliss for a few seconds before I pull back.
“I think the lips are my favorite part about it.” I say, smiling and humming.
“You’re favorite part you say?” Max asks, playfully raising his eyebrows.
I nod and get a little bolder, as I move my hand from the resting place on his beautiful chest down and even further down until I reach my destination.
“Although sometimes…” I start, stroking my hand up and down, getting the desired effect of him moaning and moving underneath me.
“Sometimes some parts outweigh the others very heavily.” I go in for the kill and squeeze a little bit and this is when he loses control and flips us over.
“Lizzz…” He growls. Literally growls my name, as he nuzzles my ear.
I giggle at the dazed look in his eyes. This is heaven. My heaven.
“Do you have any idea of the things that you do to me? All the ways that you make me feel inside?” He asks me this with so much seriousness in his eyes and his voice and I know it’s a rhetorical question.
Then he adds, “How beautiful you are?”
I sigh because I’m just a big pile of naked goo right now. Well, that didn’t sound right, but you get the point.
“Show me.” I say it simply. I’ll never get tired of this. Never.
No words are said as he moves over me kissing everywhere from my collarbone to my breasts, from my naval and around my stomach. I bring him up as I wiggle underneath him, as his kisses are lethal and can make you get out of control. Though sometimes that is a good thing.
A really really good thing.
Our lips touch and our tongues dance as if they have tangoed like this for lifetimes. It’s pure magic the way our bodies respond to each other.
“Max, I can’t take it anymore, make …ahhhh” I don’t even get the final words out love, because I am silenced with his mouth covering mine and in one swift movement I get my wish.
I’m now complete once again.
I feel the now familiar ache in my body being slowly washed away and the sensations replacing it are exhilarating. I feel myself start to climb and scream out in ecstasy as my orgasm washes over me.
I look up into his eyes when I start to fall and I can see that he’s about to fall over with me.
“Let go for me Max.” I say in one breath and this is all it takes.
“Lizzz…” He says my name on the edges of passion and I feel a tear escape from my eye. This is beautiful. He is beautiful. My life is now beautiful all because of this glorious and yes, beautiful man on top of me.
I sigh in bliss as he collapses on me and nuzzles his head my breast again.
“That was so amazing…” He tells me and gives me a kiss. He sees my tear though, and his expression turns to worry as he wipes it away.
“Hey, you okay?” and with that he kisses my forehead.
“Yeah I am more than okay. I just think this is so beautiful and about how much I was missing out on before now. Before you.” Max tears up with me as he kisses my lips once again to show me his love.
“I love you, Liz. So much.” His eyes are so serious as he says this and filled with such emotion that I gasp.
“I love you too, Max, with all my heart.” I press his hand to the left side of my chest where my heart beats for him. Only him.
“Liz?”
”Mmmm?”
“Marry Me?”
………………..
Part 1 (Seven Months Earlier)
“Liz! Come on! We are gonna be late!”
Liz Parker dashed down the steps of her apartment in Roswell, New Mexico. She was always late and knew how much her fiancé hated it. But she was an early baby; by one whole month, and people always laughed telling her that that was the reason that she was late all of the time. It just didn’t make sense to her, and she didn’t give it much more thought.
All she knew was that she had to hurry her ass up or she would have one pissed future husband on her hands.
He told her that always being late was her only flaw. To him and everyone else she was perfect.
She was the perfect student in high school and in college, she had a perfect family, she had a perfect boyfriend now fiancé, and everything about her life was so predictable. She always did what was expected of her, always had to be in control and lately, that had got to be so... so...
Boring.
But she didn’t have much more time to think on that subject as she raced out to the black Ashton Martin Vanquish that he had just bought with his father’s money.
“Lizzie you gotta start being on time. You know how traffic gets...” He said to her in a tone that she hated. She would rather him just yell at her, than use that tone as if he were speaking to a twelve year old.
“Sorry, I had to call Maria again to remind her to feed Gatsby twice a day, not three.” Liz said, referring to her overweight orange tabby cat.
Maria Deluca and Liz Parker had been best friends since the second grade and shared an apartment above the Crashdown café where she had lived her whole life with her parents until now, and she worked there part-time when she wasn’t teaching the second grade.
Her parents decided to move into a new little house in a new subdivision that had been built and it was time that Liz, now 21, decided that she needed to live on her own. So she and Maria decided to move in the cozy apartment and Liz got to keep the balcony that she loved so much.
Now everything was changing in her life, though. She was marrying this man sitting next to her and soon they were going to be moving to Santa Fe, where his parents, Diane and Phillip, lived. She was a little nervous to meet the Evans’s, after all she and their son had been dating for only six months now and she had never even met them.
And now they were engaged.
He spoke of his parents often as well as his little sister, Cassie, who sounded completely adorable. Liz was looking forward to meeting little Cassie Isabella Evans most of all because she was also the reason that they were finally making this trip.
It was her fifth birthday party.
“This is gonna be great Liz, they are gonna love you!” He said to her as he put his hand over her knee. She just smiled and looked out the window as the scenery flew by in a blur.
A blur.
That is what her life has been all along. Here she was, 21 years old, had a great job teaching second graders, had great friends, and had a great boyf…fiancé, and she still wasn’t happy. Liz Parker was soon to become Liz Evans and she was afraid that since Liz Parker had never really lived, took chances, then she would surely lose herself somewhere in all of this.
She loved him. She really did, but was love really enough?
Their relationship just had a certain predictability and a totally non-passionate sorta tone to it that she mainly she saw the relationship as a companionship.
That is why when he proposed last week she took a day or two to think about it first. She finally figured that he was a great guy, he did love her, and any kind of love in the town of Roswell didn’t come around too often so she said yes.
That is what brought them to this moment now, driving down the highway as she drifted off to sleep silently dreaming about something, anything in her life happening to just break the cycle.
…………………..
“Liz…Liz!” He said softly shaking her awake.
“Huuhh?” Liz slowly opened her eyes and cringed as she saw a little drool on her arm that she had been leaning on against the window.
“We’re here.” He told her smiling.
“All ready?? I thought it took like four hours or something?” Liz asked, still trying to wake up from her deep sleep and the hott dream she was having.
“It did.”
“What!? You let me sleep for four hours?? God that must have been so boring for you! I’m so sorry…” She apologized, genuinely feeling bad for making the trip no more exciting than a block of wood.
He laughed. “It’s okay, it gave me a chance to listen to some classical music along the way. I know how much you don’t care for it even though I can’t understand why, Liz.” He complained to her, getting out of the car.
Liz just kind of frowned, knowing that he didn’t particularly care for her type of music either. That damn alternater rock or something he called it. Made him sound like her father in a way...
She just sighed though as she took his hand, leading up to the huge fancy house that the description her fiancé gave her did no justice to.
“Wow... this place is amazing,” Liz said, obviously admiring such a big beautiful place.
“Well what can I say? It’s home.” He said, just smiling and kissing her cheek as they rung the doorbell and waited to be greeted.
“Ah Lorenzo!!” He shouted as a man who was dressed in a suit opened the door. He was tall with dark hair, and he looked about in his forties.
The man smiled as he looked at Liz and than back to his boss’s son.
“Mr. and Mrs. Evans! Your son and his beautiful mistress are here!” He said in a loud voice as Liz blushed.
Right then another tall sophisticated looking man approached with a shorter blonde woman who looked beautiful in a blue dress with pearls around her neck and her hair up in a bun.
The woman was the first to extend her hand to Liz as she started, “Oh look at you two! You must be Liz Parker. I’m Diane Evans and this is Phillip.” She introduced them as they both shook her hand and Liz smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Evans. Mrs. Evans” Liz said nervously.
“Oh, please, call me Diane.” She said as she winked.
“Diane.” Liz repeated. Diane Evans welcomed them in and turned back to Liz as the men went on into the dining room.
“Kyle has told us so much about you.”
TBC???.......
Let me know what you think and I think in the prolouge i've already offered you dreamer insurance for those who need it

Muah Jen