Author: KatnotKath
Rating: TEEN-MATURE
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just borrowing the characters.
Couples: M/L with CC
Summary: Starts sometime around series 1. Just the three aliens for the moment anyway. Max and Liz have just got back together. They start having some strange dreams while Michael finds some strange writing.
AN: Basically imagine that everything in the first series, up to where Tess appeared has happened, but over about three years. Oh and the cave will be mentioned, in this story the cave is more like that described in the Roswell High books and the three aliens found it some time ago.
I know that the summary is rubbish but I'm working on it ok
.Anyway, this is the first story I've posted, I'd love to know what you think.
Chapter 1
"I am so lucky to have you Max Evans." Liz Parker said, sitting back in the passenger seat of the jeep which was parked over the road from the Crashdown Café.
Max smiled then bent over and kissed her. "No, I'm the lucky one!" He insisted, putting his arms around her and giving her a hug. "Not many girls would be OK with…you know…" He didn't explain or elaborate on this statement but Liz knew exactly what he meant, his words could have no other meaning.
She smiled at him reassuringly. "It's part of you and it always will be but it doesn't change the fact that I love you." She held her breath for a moment as she realised that she had said the last bit out loud. She'd thought it so many times but she couldn't believe that she'd finally told him, that she'd actually admitted the strength of her feelings. Time and time again she had been over it in her head, what she’d say…and how he’d respond. For a moment she was worried, she didn't know what she would do if he told her he didn't feel the same way.
These worries were soon forgotten though as Max slowly put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her towards him. "I love you too Liz Parker."
"Max…" Liz started to say something in reply but was cut off as Max tipped his head towards hers and leant over her, kissing her on the lips. This was what she had dreamed of, he’d actually told her he loved her…no more arguments about it being too dangerous for her…just him and her… She readily responded and soon they were locked in a tight embrace, looking like they would never let go of one another again.
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Isabel Evans was sat on her bed painting her nails when she heard a noise coming from outside the house. Startled her concentration was broken and her hand slipped, resulting in a line of nail varnish on her finger instead of her nail. She hurried over to the window and looked out but the road appeared clear and she couldn’t see anything moving. Deciding that it must have been her imagination she went and sat back down to continue what she had been doing. She looked down at her nails, surveying the damage and frowned. For a moment she considered repainting the offending nail but within a few moments decided that she couldn't be bothered continuing. As she made this decision, she waved each hand over the other, removing the colour from her nails immediately. As she finished this there was another noise, it was much louder this time, and sounded like it was coming from outside her door. Nervously, she quickly replaced the lid of the bottle and then quietly crept over to her door. Opening it carefully, she looked out cautiously. She couldn’t see anyone directly in front and opened the door a little further so enabling herself to turn and look up the corridor. As she did this, she immediately realised what, or rather who, had caused the noise. Max, her brother was trying to sneak into his room quietly, without much success. Until then she hadn't realised that he'd been missing that evening but now all the pieces fell into place. She let out a small breath she didn’t realise she’s been holding in and laughed softly at herself, so that was it, Max had been out on one of his trips to see Liz no doubt, there was definitely nothing to worry about. Reaching for her dressing gown she removed it from the hook on the inside of her door and, after putting it on, slipped out of her room and crept out onto the landing. She stopped directly in front of her brother’s bedroom and knocked on the door, waiting for him to let her in.
Max was just about to get into bed when he heard a gentle tap on the door. Going over, he opened the door and found his sister Isabel stood outside. “Hey…” He greeted her.
“Hey…can I come in?” She asked him in a low voice.
“I suppose…if you have to…” Max replied. Looking at his sister, he had a feeling this could be the start of a lecture and he really wasn’t in the mood for something like that…he just wanted to enjoy the memories of his date with Liz that night. Isabel wasn’t put off by his obvious reluctance and nodded. He stood to one side and she walked into the room, sitting down and settling herself on the bed.
Max sighed. “What is it Iz…?”
She rolled her eyes and looked at him. “You know one of these days you’re going to get caught…mom or dad is going to be the one that hears you sneaking in instead of me and somehow I don’t think they’d be too happy!” Her tone was light and the lecture not serious but it got the message across.
“I’m always careful…you should know that…” Max responded seriously.
“Ok…I just worry that’s all…” Isabel told him quietly.
Max nodded. “I know…”
Isabel pulled her legs up under her, making herself comfortable on the bed. “So…where have you been all this time…? Cos I can’t imagine that Liz’s parents would allow her to be out with you this late…”
Max shook his head, frowning as he saw her moving into a comfortable position, he knew that it would likely mean she intended to stay a while... “No…I drove around for a bit after dropping Liz off.” He admitted. “I think I just needed some time to myself…to think about things. I lost track of the time…” He hoped that she might take the hint and leave him to be alone with his thoughts again.
“Ok…so what did you need to think about?” Isabel asked curiously. “Please don’t say you’re going to break up with Liz again though…you seem to have been getting on really well recently since you started going out…you make a great couple Max…” She told her brother.
Max shook his head, wishing that she’d drop the subject. “Yeah….no, don’t worry, that’s not it…” He reassured her quickly. “In fact it’s completely the opposite…I realise how stupid I was before…we get on so well and I’m so happy when I’m with her…how could I have ever decided it was wrong…?” He started to think about Liz and a smile appeared on his face.
Isabel groaned. “Oh…you’re getting too mushy for me!” She told him, half complaining.
Max chuckled and looked at her. “Sorry…I’ll try and keep my displays of emotion to a minimum…” He responded.
Isabel nodded. “So what were you thinking about anyway…?”
“You know…things…” Max answered vaguely. His thoughts had been quite private and he really didn’t feel like sharing them with his sister right then…no matter how much he might love her. His eyes started to wander and Isabel could tell that he wasn’t really paying much attention to her anymore. She stood up to leave the room. Her sudden movement jolted Max back to reality and he looked up at her. “What are you doing…?”
“I’m going to bed…it’s too early to sleep but I might try some dreamwalking…it’ll pass some time…” She looked back at him. “Either way, your mind is obviously elsewhere…and I don’t need to be a genius to guess where!” She smiled at him and walked towards the door.
“Just be careful…you don’t want to scare an-“ Max started to warn her but she was already gone. He shrugged and smiled to himself as he started to get ready for bed, thinking about the wonderful time he’d had that night with Liz. She was wonderful…he didn’t know how he could ever have been stupid enough to deny how much he loved her. Well all that’s over now…I’m never going to push her away again!
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Liz was lying in bed. She knew that she should be tired, that she should go to sleep, but she couldn’t seem to do so… She’d been lying there for over an hour, just thinking. That wasn’t unusual for her; she’d spent a lot of time over the past few years thinking about Max… She thought about the others too, particularly when something new had come to light, but with Max it was different. The others were her friends, but Max…there was no doubt in her mind that she loved him. The amazing thing was that tonight she’d actually come out and told him and he’d said that he felt the same. It was something she’d dreamed about for so long; she could hardly believe that it had actually become reality. Finally she got out of bed quietly and went over to the window. Lifting the sash she climbed out of her room onto the roof, quickly going to retrieve her diary from its hiding place in the wall. The important object safely in her hands, she climbing back inside and went back to sit on her bed. She curled up, leaning back against a big cushion and making herself comfortable before picking up and pen and opening the diary. Looking at her last entry she saw that it had been a long time since she last wrote, surprisingly there hadn’t been much to write recently, and even thought she’d started going out with Max again, somehow she didn’t want to write about it for fear of jinxing it. She knew it was time to overcome that fear…after what had been said that night there were some things she wanted to write down. Strangely enough when she picked up the pen, she sat for a few moments, uncertain about how to start. She knew what she wanted to put but just getting started was difficult. Once she started, the words seemed to flow easily and it was over half an hour later when she eventually put her pen down and re-read the entry. Smiling, she found that she felt much better for having put her feelings into words… There were a lot of very personal thoughts revealed but that was the point of a diary, and since the time when Michael took her diary, no one except herself had even seen the book never mind read the entries… As she got to the end of the page she stopped and paused for a moment before adding a final line. However much I don’t know about Max, I do know one thing, when I’m with him I feel complete and that’s the most important thing… She read through the entry again and then satisfied, she replaced the book in its hiding place and returned to bed. Curling up, she pulled the covers higher and laid her head back on the pillows. Suddenly she felt very tired. She yawned and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep quickly.
Here's the link if anyone's interested:
. Glad that you're liking the Isabel/Alex action though.
. Thanks for readying. Also, thank you so much for the comment about Michael, it's nice to know that I'm writing him correctly because as I've said before I can struggle with him. 
romantic, me...? lol. Thanks for reading anyway. Hope you'll like the new part.