Roswell Fanatics

I Still Believe
By: Dawn M. Brock
Disclaimer: The only thing I own are my dreams of Michael, Max, Alex, and Kyle. You can't have those. They are Mine! This Fic is inspired by the song "I Still Believe In You" Peformed By: Vince Gill. Gots to give credit where credit is due. The rest is all me. Whether ya like it or not.
Rating: Adult This is a song Fic. So have your Cd player ready.
Summary: Now where would the fun be in telling you everything. Figure it out yourself. Geez. People today. So Lazy... (LOL!) Oh Okay I'll give ya little. This takes place right after Liz leaves Max for the airport in "It's too late, and It's too Bad"

Now on with the show...

Part One (Your Feedback decides if there is a Part Two)

(Max's POV for now)

As I stand here feeling completely abandoned, I reflect on the conversation that just took place.

" Liz, don't get in that cab. "

"Load it up."

"Liz, get in my car."

"What are you gonna do? You're gonna throw me in it?"

"You have to listen to me."

"Don't even pull that king card on me, Max. I'm not Isabel. You can't boss me around."

"If this is about being pissed at me, fine. Punish me all you want. But what about everyone else? What you're doing puts them at risk."

"What I'm doing may save their lives."

"You have a responsibility to Michael, Isabel, and Tess not to get in that cab."

"Uh-huh, and I have a responsibility to alex to find out what really happened."

"Liz, if you go, our friendship is over."

"I guess that's the price I have to pay. Somebody killed Alex and covered up his death. Why don't you see that, Max? Wake up."

Have I been asleep this whole time? If only this was all just a bad dream. I would wake up in my bed, get ready for school, & meet the whole gang at The Crashdown. Alex would be there trying to win over my ice cold sister, Michael and Maria would be fighting/making up as usual, and Liz and I would be exchanging knowingly glances about what was going to take place after she gets off work. But that's not gonna happen.

This is not a nightmare. This is reality. Which at this point it's hard to distingiush between the two. At this point I would willingingly abdicate my throne just to have her back in my arms. For it to be the way it used to be. All my life I have been Maxwell Evans. Good son, good friend, and good student. I have always abided by the rules set for me or in alien cases by me. It has always been in my nature to do what is expected of me, and the one time I didn't buckle under convention. The one time I broke my own rules I saved the love of my life from certain death.

Before I realize what I am doing I notice I have strolled all the way to the park. Trying to abolish these feelings of guilt and loneliness I sit down on the bench that started it all. I run my weary hand over the abrasive edge.
The splintered wood slices my hand. I wince as I hold up my new battle wound for the whole world to see.

" Roswell Park Bench -2 ; Max Evans -0" I state. Not that at this point I am really keeping score.

I start to heal the damage done by the "Spawn of Satan" wood , but change my mind. I want a physical reminder of this night. It's the night my life officially ended. I watch the blood drop freely from my injured limb. The red liquid hits the ground steadly. Drip. Drip. Drip.

" Some Alien King I am." I spout sarcastically to no one in particular.

My eyes burn from lack of sleep. I rub them with my good hand. I try my best to suppress my desire to run after her, but the need starts to grow strong. What happened to the man that was willing to throw his destiny away for her? What happen to the man that spent two weeks learning a spanish love song to sing to her? The same man that would never give up on their love even when it seemed all hope was lost. I know he is still buried in there somewhere. After all we have been through, I can't let that be the end of us. I stand up suddenly. I can't let her leave without telling her how I really feel. I start running ignoring the pounding of my heart. Instead, I focus on the sound of my feet hitting the ground in a fast pattern.

" I have to tell her I still LOVE HER!"

Reaching the airport I crash into the door. Great Max! That was smart!

"Ouch!" The pain in my hand has increased, but still I run on. An old familar song is playing over the airport intercom. I smile. This was meant to be.

*Everybody wants a little piece of my time,
But still I put you at the end of the line.
Oh, how it breaks my heart to cause you this pain,
To see the tears you cry, fallin' like rain.*

This song descibes exactly how I feel. I have always felt like I was being torn in two. Dealing with my alien and human side has always been difficult. She thinks that I have went against her. I just want her to know that I still choose her. I always have. I always will.

*Give me the chance to prove,
And I'll make it up to you.
I still believe in you,
With a love that will always be.
Standing so strong and true,
Baby, I still believe in you and me*

I search frantically through the noisy crowd, but to no avail. I can't find my brunette angel anywhere. I have to let her know that I am sorry for the way I have acted. I should have listened. For the last two years I have trusted Elizabeth Parker with my life on many occassions. Then the first time she needs me to back her up I pull a Michael and run. I just wanted to so badly to believe that it wasn't my fault that Alex died. Although in my heart of hearts I have always known that it wasn't an accident. I have to let her know that I believe her ,and that we will get through this together.

*Somewhere along the way, I guess I just lost track,
Only thinkin' of myself an' never lookin' back.
For all the times I've hurt you, I apologise,
I'm sorry it took so long to finally realise*

My breath catches in my throat when I spot her. Our eyes meet and I feel the connection we share open up. Tears fill my eyes. I let them flow freely. Taking her in my arms I sob.

" Please don't go. I love you. I need you!" I lower my voice so that its barely above a whisper.

*Give me the chance to prove,
That nothing's worth losing you.
I still believe in you,
With a love that will always be.
Standing so strong and true,
Baby, I still believe in you and me*

I use my powers to make the song louder. She gasps in suprise at my new revelation, but her expression remains the same, undecided. I take her face in my hands. Caressing her cheek with my still good hand I attempt to clear her insecurities.

Choking out my last plea. " I still believe in you, Liz."

I gently press my lips to hers. Releasing the tension that has been building for months. Holding her I feel complete again. She is my Destiny.

*Baby, I still believe in you,
With a love that will always be.
Standing so strong and true,
Baby, I still believe in you and me.*

Hesitatingly I release her. Examining her demeanor I fail in trying to guess what she's thinking.

" Do you still believe in you and me?" I nervously stutter.

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Hey guys! Thanx for all your wonderful Feedback. It really helps with the posting process. I really struggled with part two. I hope you like it!

Now on with the show...

Part Two (I Believe in You)

(Liz's POV)

*Somewhere there's a river
Looking for a stream
Somewhere there's a dreamer
Looking for a dream
Somewhere there's a drifter
Trying to find his way
Somewhere someone's waiting*


I stand completely frozen in place. What do I say? I love him more than life itself, but I can't go back to the way things were before. Things are different. I am different. Still, I have to subdue the urge to jump up and down and scream, "Of course, you silly head."

He squeezes my hands lightly. He is beating himself up for this whole ridiculous situation we are in. In all honesty it is just as much my fault as it is his. If I had just come clean about Future Max we could have probably come up with a new solution to the whole "End of the World" crisis. Then maybe Alex would still be alive, and we wouldn't have had the Aliens vs Humans perdicument that we currently obtain. Oh the pressure! The next words out of my mouth will determine my entire future. I have never had so much at stake.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from his if I wanted to. Not that I want to. Knowing the importance of my answer I attempt to think it through. The key word here is attempt. All logic is thrown out the window when he kisses me. His pleading eyes ask me to tell him it is all gonna be okay, but I can't. So I do the next best thing. I kiss mhim. We both come out of it utterly breathless but happy. The all important phrase flies out without any pondering at all. It comes as natural as breathing.

*I believe in you
I can't even count the ways that
I believe in you
And all i want to do is help you to
Believe in you*

" I believe in us."

Wow, I said it. I told him how I really feel for the first time in months. It feels so good to let him in again. He grins and takes me in his arms holding me tightly to his warm body. I feel him stroking my dark hair with his hand. His light touch almost sends my body into convulsions. Mmmmm. I sooo missed that! I am head over heels in love with this boy! It's gonna take time to heal what we have both done to our tattered relationship, but I am ready to try again.

We have both put ourselves through hell, but it was mostly because we didn't allow ourselves to trust in our love. To believe, that it can survive whatever we put it through. The fact that our love has managed to make it through an alien ex- wife, a leather clad future version of himself, a lost friend, and my urgency to find the truth no matter what the cost is amazing really. To be frank, I am terrifed to start again. Can my poor heart handle another break?

*Somewhere there's an angel
Trying to earn his wings
Somewhere there's a silent voice
Learning how to sing
Some of us can't move ahead
We're paralyzed with fear*

I am more than willing to take that chance. Even if we don't make it, I'll never regret the descion to try again. What I would regret is if I didn't. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. He smells heavenly. I don't know what it is about this man, but it absolutely drives me crazy. He is my healing flame, my light at the end of the tunnel, and my salvation in a merciless world. I may be in too deep, but I can't stop now. I have been resisting for too long. I need to have him back in my life.

Even though I have just put things back together dread fills me when I realize I could just as easily tear them apart. This doesn't change my mission. I promised Alex that I would find his killer, and I will. I just hope Max can forgive me for what I am about to do.

" I love you, Max. I always will, but I still have to go. Whoever murdered Alex is still out there."

His head drops and he focuses on the ugly tiles beneath him.

" Will you wait for me?" I whisper.

He doesn't meet my eyes. Instead, he answers my luggage a few feet in front of me.

" No. I won't wait for you"

I lose my breath. My heart is crushed. The burning pain in my chest increases. Nearly doubling over in pain, I clutch my shattered heart. Tears fall openly. There is no shame in them. I let them fall for it is the first time I have truly felt anything in months. The once numbness is gone and I am left with an ache I can't really describe. It's like nothing I've ever known. My eyes fall to where his gaze is fixated upon. He brings his hand to my chin and raises it up so that our eyes meet.

" I'm coming with you." He promises with a mischevious grin.

*I will hold you up
I will help you stand
I will comfort you when you need a friend
I will be the voice that's calling out*

Shock spreads across my softened features I grab him and jump up and down with excitment. Reality creeps back in and I stop and compose myself. He can't do this. Roswell is his home. He can't leave Michael and Isabel. They are a unit. It's like against the pod squad code or something.
Besides, look what he would be giving up, and for what to go roaming around foreign countries with me. I can't let him.

"I don't want you to give up everything." I cry.


*believe in you
I can't even count the ways that
I believe in you
And all i want to do is show you
I believe in you
And there are just so many ways that
I believe in you*

He kisses my forehead gently and begs,

" You are everything to me Elizabeth Parker. Please don't make me give you up."

Since he allowed me to see into his soul the day after the shooting, I have always been able to picture his perception of me clearly. Right now, he sees me as a lost love found. I don't ever want us to be separated again, but I feel so selfish in dragging him along for what could be a wild goose chase. With every fiber of my being, I know we belong together, but is it enough? Can I let him sacrafice everything he has worked so hard to achieve for me?

His eyes completely captivate me. No man on earth or any other planet for that matter can love me like him. He has ruined me for anyone else. After him, there can be no one else. I tried to pretend with Sean ,but that just ended like I knew it would. Abruptly and with no specific reason. Except the obvious truth. I was in love with someone else. He shoots me an unforgetable smirk and I give in. He leans into me for a kiss. I let him take all of myself. This time I don't put up any barriers between us I et him have it all.

He breaks away from the kiss harshly as if stung by something and backs away.

"What ? Who? When did you see me like that?" He fumbles his words.

My confusion is forced away when I realize what he saw. He had expirenced a flash, and apparently caught a glimpse of Future him.
I take a deep breath and I tell him everything. He listens intently and nods occasionally waiting until I conclude.

When he does speak his words stab me, " There have been so many misconceptions and lies."

I erase the space between us, and take his hands in mine.

" How I feel about you has never been a lie. My love for you is the only truth I know. I realize this is a lot to take in, and I'd understand if you wanted to retract your offer to jet set half way around the world with me."

*Baby, what else can i do but believe in you
- believe in you
All i want to know is you believe
- believe in you*

What should Max do?

Remember the more feedback the faster I post!

Author’s Note: Thank you all for your excellent feedback. Your opinions all helped shape the post you are about to read. Please smile and realize that you inspired at least one person today. I went through all your pm’s about song suggestions for this part and even though it was a tough decision, because all of your suggestions were amazing I finally chose the perfect one. Part Three’s Song Request Winner is…..(Drum Roll Please) *** Katie Long!!! Congrats Chica. This one is for you!

Song: “Anywhere for You” By: The Backstreet Boys

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Part Three ( Anywhere For You)

*I'd go anywhere for you
Anywhere you asked me to
I'd do anything for you
Anything you want me to
I 'd walk halfway around the world
For just one kiss from you*

I stare into her doe like chestnut eyes and I immediately melt. How could I not love this caring beautiful woman? She always puts herself last. It’s obvious that she wants me to go, but more than that she wants what’s best for me. Well, she’s what’s best for me. She makes me be a better man. For that I will always be in great debt to her. Smiling at her I answer,

“I’ll go anywhere for you.”

Grinning she takes me into her arms and holds me close. Of course I’m going with her. I’d follow her to the ends of the Earth and back if she so desired. I take a deep breath of her hair. Mmmmm. She smells like home. I know that might sound odd, but that’s how I feel. I guess no matter where we go or where we’ll end up Liz will always be home to me.

*Far beyond the call of love
The sun, the stars, the moon
As long as your love's there to lead me
I won't lose my way, believe me
Even through the darkest night you know*

The only part of our little adventure that bothers me is leaving Michael and Isabel. They are my family. Right now, things have been very strained between us and I am afraid that flying to a different continent might put us more at odds. Especially after I made that whole to do about Iz not going off to college. Ugh. I don’t want to just take off in the middle of the night and desert them. Michael has a hard time trusting people as it is, and in his eyes this would be betrayal. Iz and I are not evening speaking so no chance that she’ll yell at me. I hang my head in shame at the pain I have caused the people I care about the most. I guess my biggest fear is they’ll never forgive me for what I am about to do, but I have to. I love her…

*I'd go anywhere for you
Anywhere you asked me to
I'd do anything for you
Anything you want me to*

Our flight number is called so I give her a quick, but meaningful kiss. Sprinting for the ticket counter I purchase a one way ticket to Sweden. Wow! Things never turn out the way you expect them too.

“You need to check your bags Sir.” The Flight Attendant informs me.

” I haven’t got any bags.” I state matter of fatly. She gives me a disapproving look, so I ignore her. Liz and I begin to board the plane.

*Your love as far as I can see
Is all I'm ever gonna need
There's one thing for sure
I know it's true
Baby, I'd go anywhere for you*

“But. Max you didn’t even get to pack. You don’t have anything.” She says worriedly.

Noticing we are in separate aisles I ask a man to switch with us so we can sit together. He reluctantly agrees allowing Liz to have the window seat.

Pulling her as close to me as humanly possible without her sitting in my lap I whisper in her ear softly,

“ I have anything I’ll ever need right here.” I reply lightly stroking her arm.

*Used to think that dreams were just
For sentimental fools
And I'd never find someone
Who'd give their love so true
But I knew the very minute
Couldn't live my life without you in it
And now I want the whole wide world
To know*

I grasp her protectively. My thoughts go back to the time when we were apart. The whole time we were separated I was afraid it was because of something I did. So.. For months I racked my brain trying to come up with an excuse of why she would sleep with Kyle. Now I know she never did. Thank God! Still, Guilt is still buried in my heart because I in fact caused this mess. Well, Not me. Me. Future Me. It’s all very confusing. That time when we were a part I was hurt and angry. I even began to doubt the existence of love, but every time I was ready to hang up the towel and conclude that Love was just a chemical reaction between two people, she would walk into the room and steal my breath. Even now, she still leaves me in awe.

She kisses me softly and we prepare for taking a big step in our lives and our relationship.

"You do realize that this is completely crazy right?" She asks leaning her head on my chest for support.

"Yes!" I chuckle. "That's how I know it's right!"


The Flight Attendant announces that all cell phones are to be shut off, so my soul mate sifts through her purse searching for her lost electronic device. Finally retrieving it she holds it up in triumph. I laugh and gently nudge her to turn it off.

“Ohhh! I have a message.” she giggles. It’s so nice to see my Angel happy again.

“Hmmm. I wonder who it’s from.” she exclaims completely puzzled.

The Flight Attendant gives her a warning glare, but Liz just frowns.

“ It could be important. Should I see who it’s from?” She inquires.

You know who it’s from. If she answers they stay in Roswell to uncover the truth. If she doesn’t their on their way to Sweden for a wild goose chase. Which could be fun in itself. It’s up to you. To answer or not to answer that my friends is the question.

Don't forget to pm me with your song requests!

Authors Note: All the songs you guys suggested were awesome but there was one that stood alone. I think this one really captured the esscence of how Max is feeling right now. Without further ado... Part Four's Song Request Winner: Sara Lambert! You the best girl!

Song:"Everything I do. I do it for you" Covered by many artists (Bryan Adams, Brandy, New Found Glory)

Thank you to all you wonderful feedbackers. You and your thrilling comments are what keeps me going. I wish I could thank each and everyone of you individually,but that would take a long long time and I am sure you would rather just read the new part. So...

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Part Four (Everything I Do)

(Max's POV)

*Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me.
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there
You'll search no more*

She looks unsure as I take the device from her hands. I carefully examine our fate and roll it around in my shaking hands. Ain't it funny how something as simple as checking a message can change your entire path in life. Here I am once again deciding our future. Hopefully this time I won't screw it up. How could Future me have done that? And to Liz. I( well not now me) quite literally put the weight of the world on her slender perfect shoulders. That had to have been alot of pressure. How could I have asked her to do that? The pain I have caused her is emmense. I only hope one day she will be able to forgive me. I gaze lovingly at the theif that has so gracefully stolen my heart.

Smiling at her I turn it off. She beams as I place it neatly in her carry on bag and place my hand softly over hers. The annoyed flight attendant grunts and waltzes past us in a huff. I bring my soul mate's hand to my lips and I plant a soft kiss on the top. I try to ease her worries. I hope she knows I am only thinking of her and what's best for us. She needs to be happy and I don't think Roswell is where her joy lies. I am here to support her in any way that she needs me. I just pray that after all this time she still needs me.

*Don't tell me it's not worth trying for
You can't tell me it's not worth dying for you
You know it's true
Everything I do
I do it for you*

The past couple of months have been torture for me. At least now I know Liz only said and did the things she did was because she cared about me. Ugh, I have been so selfish. I have completely neglected her since Prom. That whole kiss with Tess was soo confusing, and when I realized that Liz didn't care I guess I just kinda lost it. But no more. From now on Everything I do. I do it for her...

"Don't worry. We'll call them all and let them know we weren't abducted by evil aliens when we land." I assure her. She smiles slightly.

Whoever it is on the phone they can wait. This is our time together. We need to be alone so we can rebuild our relationship. We'll never have exactly what we did before, but that's okay. We can design a new and better one. Now that we have no secrets from one another there's nothing we can't do. I feel like we are closer now. Maybe because I lost her once I appreciate her more and I fully realize how precious she truly is.

*Look into my heart you will find
There's nothing there to hide
Take me as I am take my life
I would give it all I would sacrifice*

She snuggles close to me laying her head acorss my chest. I rest my chin on top head as I run my fingers through her dark silky hair. Pondering our future, I listen as the stunning beauty beneath me drifts off to sleep. I grin when she begins to lightly snore. This moment has got to be the simplest version of Heaven. This is how I would like to spend the remainder of my life and for all of eternity. Just holding on to her while she slumbers in my sheltering arms. Basking in her radiance. Her unladylike noises make me chuckle. Even her imperfections make me love her that much more. Adorable doesn't describe the sight before me.
I don't think there is a word in the English laguage that does.

*Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for
I can't help it there's nothing I want more
You know it's true
Everything I do -
I do it for you *

We reach our destination way too soon. We leave the plane and head to the nearest hotel. She looks exhausted and I want to put her to bed as soon as possible. We stroll up to the counter.


*There's no love like your love
And no other could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way...*

I shift to bring out my wallet. There's something I want to see. I search frantically for my most prized poccession. There among the other normal things a teenage guy carries in his wallet, (Driver's liscence, Stars and Planets membership card, condom) I find it! Grasping the wrinkled picture I examine it once again. It's the love of my life. Taken over a year ago it looks quite worn. More so than you would think a snap shot would be. Which is probably due to the fact that I used to glance at it everytime I thought of Liz. Which over the past 6 months, has been alot. I am a little poccessive of this tiny piece of paper which held all my hopes and dreams of a happy reunion with my amour.

*Don't tell me it's not worth trying for
I can't help it there's nothing I want more

I would fight for you
I'd lie for you
Walk the fire for you
Yeah I'd die for you*

Turning it over in my hands I reread the words I have memorized. The elegent writing dances across the white page. These honest and heartfelt words kept me going after many a sleepless night. I can here her voice singing these words in my head.

My Dearest Max:

Being with you has made me the happiest girl on Earth. I just know that one day all our dreams will come true. Please remember, Come what may, I will always love you.

Forever Yours,
Elizabeth Parker

And below that was the words she had written from one of her favorite songs. We had danced to it on Prom night before all the baddness had occured. They have nevr meant more to me trhan they do now. It' almost like my anthum. I just wish I knew what she was thinking. I wish I knew if these words still apply:

* You know it's true
Everything I do
I do it for you*

I am pulled out of my pondering when the Hotel Manager eyes us curiously. He looks at me and smiles.

"Hello! Are you here on your honeymoon?"

Thank goodness he speaks English!

I just blink. I don't know what to say. We didn't exactly work out a cover story. Confused he asks,

"Will that be one room or two?"

I turn to Liz for her answer. It's up to her.

Well, in reality it's up to you! Should Max and Liz share a room? (Who knows waht could happen? ) or is it to fast?
Let me know what you think? Remember the more responces I get the faster I post!

Author's Note: Thank you for your patientce. This part was the most difficult to pen. I really wanted it to remain true to the characters, but still advance them to where I want them to be. As always, your feedback was amazing. Please know there would be no story without you! With much deliberation because all your suggestions were wonderful... Part Five's Song Request Winner: Stephen McCormick! This one's for you!

Song: "Open Arms" By: Journey

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Part Five (Open Arms)

(Liz POV)

"Will that be one room or two?" The fellow behind the desk inquires giving Max and I a skeptical glance. Taking charge, I loop my arm through his and nudge him foreward.

"One. Right honey?" I reply eyeing Max pleadingly to play along. He complies by snuggling closer and agreeing.

"Of Course, Sweetheart."

The man narrows his eyebrows and looks from Max to me as if unsure.

"Will you be needing the honeymoon suite?" He asks.

I hear Max swallow worriedly beside me so I place my hand over his chest comfortingly. Taking matters into my own hands I shift slightly meeting the suspicious man's eyes with my own.

"Yes, that would be perfect. We just got married!" A glint of sparkle lights up in the old man's eyes as he takes the money from Max's outstretched hand.

"Newlyweds! How Wonderful! Right this way!" Max picks up my suitcase and we follow the gentleman up the gorgeous spiral staircase. Looking up I examine the Cathedral style ceilings. Wow! Everything appears shiny and new. Running my fingers along the gold accented banister I smile when Max gives me a reasuring grin.

I wait until we are alone inside the room to explain my actions. Max shuts the door behind the nice employee and gives me a wondering expression.

" I just thought it would look less conspicuious for two seventeen year old's running around Europe to be married. We can tell anyone who asks that our parents wouldn't allow us to marry so we eloped, and now we are on our honeymoon." I exlain while beginning to unpack. I never meet his eyes for fear of rejection. He erases the distance between us scooping me up in his arms.

"Max what are you doing?" I yell exhasperated.

"Well, if this is our honeymoon, even a pretend one, I am carrying you over the threshold." He exclaims carrying me back to the door effortlessly.

I kick and scream protests all the while laughing as he galliantly opens the door, steps out, and then back in. He sets me down gently chuckling himself.

I push him lightly my face pink with embarassment and the adoration it shows for him. I love that he's happy again! We haven't laughed together in months. All the tension between us seems to melt away. I bite me bottum lip when his gorgeous face grows serious.

"Besides it was in our best interest financhialy to share." I tease.

He is quite the extraodinary man. His boyish smile charms me to no end.
I examine the love of my life's face. His beauty unbeknowst to him is mystifngy. The feeling between us is magic, if i has ever existed. That's it! I'm under Max Evan's Spell.

His words jar me from my thoughts, " You should some sleep. You look tired."

I pretend to look annoyed, "Is that your roundabout way of telling your new bride I look like crap?" I joke crossing my arms and tapping my left food for emphasis.

"No!" He stammers. "That's not what I meant! It's just that... well... What I meant to say was..."

"Relax, Max. I know. I am sleepy. Why don't we get to bed and have an early start tommorow?"

He knods afraid to speak which sends me into a giggle fit. Seeing that I was teasing him he advances toward me beginning a tickle war. Did you know Max Evans is ticklish? Neither did I... That is one of the many things I hope to learn while we are here. We tumble onto the bed, limbs tangled, enjoying a childish game which turns into something else when we hit the silk sheets.

*Lying beside you, here in the dark
Feeling your heart beat with mine
Softly you whisper, you're so sincere
How could our love be so blind*

He is on top of me holding his body weight up on his elbows engaged in this game we have created just as an excuse to touch each other when I see a change in his body language. He goes from sweet and playful to loving and passionate. I raise my lips to meet his for a chaste kiss. What started out innocent soon turns anything but. My tounge slips over his bottum lip allowing him access. Like a starving man he takes all of my mouth greedily not stopping until we are both satified. Panting, We explore each other hungerily. Our hands roaming in places that have missed each other's caress'. My body heats under his. I am suprised when his expression changes fear entering his eyes. He stops suddenly fighting for control of himself.

* We sailed on together
We drifted apart
And here you are by my side*

He rolls off of me and mutters, "We should get some rest."

My jaw drops in shock. He grabs a pillow and percedes to lie on the floor as if he is going to sleep on the floor.

"Max, what are you doing?" I question.

"I'm going to sleep." He states attepmting to get comfortable on the hardwood floor beneath him.

"On the floor? Don't be silly. Get in this bed right now." I command patting the space beside me.

*So now I come to you, with open arms
Nothing to hide, believe what I say
So here I am with open arms
Hoping you'll see what your love means to me
Open arms*

"But it wouldn't be sufficently respectful." He stammers worriedly.

"I promise I won't corrupt you." I assure him trying to supress a smile, but failing miserably.

Realizing that I am mocking him he gets up and crawls into bed.

* Living without you, living alone
This empty house seems so cold
Wanting to hold you, wanting you near
How much I wanted you home*

His dancing eyes examine my joking demenaor. It seems that I will not be the only one who needs time to heal. He seems guarded now as if he is afraid to touch me. I scoot closer to him placing my hand on his back. He jerks at my touch but doesn't resist.

"We still have issues to resolve.I know this ,but we don't have to rush into anything. Max don't be afraid to open up to me. Things are different now. No more secrets."

He turned over to face me. Darkly he gazed down at me.

"I won't hurt you again." He promises.

I wrap my arms around him presing my tiny frame against his strong one.

"I know. I won't hurt you again. We will take care of each other."

*But now that you've come back
Turned night into day
I need you to stay.*

"What happens tommorow?" He yawns playing with my hair.

"I dunno. I guess we'll have to wait and see." I say my fingers rubbing up and down his arm.

I breath in his spicy scent. I can't get enough of him. It's his love that keeps me whole, sane, and balanced. Touching him sends electric currents through my body. I guess after all is said and done I am just a normal small town girl in love with an Alien King.

*So now I come to you, with open arms
Nothing to hide, believe what I say
So here I am with open arms
Hoping you'll see what your love means to me
Open arms*

What Should Happen Tommorow?

Author’s Note: I apologize that this part took so long to post. I feel like I’ve painted myself into a corner ,and I needed time to rejuvenate my batteries (So to speak) As always, please give me your opinions on where this is headed. Remember in this story you decide where it goes. So let me know.

Song: “I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing” Performed By: Aerosmith

Part Six (I don’t wanna miss a thing)

“To accomplish great things we must not only act, but also dream, not only dream but also believe.”-- Anatole France

Now on with the Show…

(Max’s POV)
Lying on my back, I stare up at the hotel room’s extravagant ceiling. In this peaceful moment I wish I could examine the sprinkling of the stars. I don’t know how to explain it, but gazing up into the mysterious night sky makes me feel connected to everything around
me. I’d give anything to be able to share that sensation with Liz.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment... fff... forever
O'every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure

Don’t get me wrong. I remain perfectly content just soaking up the light her glorious form radiates. In my opinion, all the stars themselves should bow down in awe of her. The precious beauty beside me has her delicate cheek pressed to my bare chest. I turn slightly allowing her shimmering bronze arms to wrap even tighter around my more than grateful body. Our limbs are tangled and intertwined leaving me feeling completely entrapped by her. In all honesty, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing

She drifts into a deep slumber only muttering inaudible phrases here in there. I chuckle at this new revelation. She snores and talks in her sleep. I find this as with all aspects of this graceful creature enduring. With our bodies so close I find it hard to figure out where I end and she begins. This can’t really be happening. My tired soul waits anxiously for the sky to collapse or for the earth below us to crumble. When it doesn’t I thank whatever God that must be up there for the blessings in my life.

Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what'chor dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever forever and ever

My shortly lived inner peace abruptly fades away when I remember the shocked expression on her sweet face when I stopped pawing her and retreated to the cold and lonely floor. I sincerely hope I didn’t freak her out. I just was not prepared for the inner battle for control that tormented my weak body. The cinnamon scent of her hair, the citrus taste of her mouth, and the silky feel of her luscious frame beneath me was entirely intoxicating. Getting drunk off the pools of gold in her chocolate brown eyes, there are worse things. She must have thought I didn’t want to. If so she couldn’t be more wrong.

[i]I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing [/i]

[ I stopped because I was completely petrified that if I didn’t the beast inside of me would completely ravish her right then and there. I guess I never realized the intensity of my animalistic hunger for her (and only her) that resides hidden deep within me. Though what we were doing felt perfectly natural at the time I fear that had we went any further she would have regretted it in the morning and then my world would be utterly destroyed.

I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Ffff... I just wanna be wit'choo
Right here with you just like this
I just wanna hold you close
I feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeeeeaaaah

Okay, this is going to make me sound like the biggest dork alive, but I want the night we make love to be special and monumental. Our consummation will come at the time when our bodies simply will not allow us to be apart any longer. Cherishing every inch of her in an almost worship- like ceremony I will join our bodies allowing our essences to become one complete unit. The time itself will be perfect and right and there will be no doubts between us.

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I want to give the light of life what she’s always wanted. What ever woman seeks but very few find. The fairy tale. She deserves a happy ending and if it is within my power she will receive it. In the past blunders and absurdities have crept in between us, but no longer. Tomorrow is a new day and we will begin it together. Hand in Hand.
Listen to me, I sound like one of those sappy romance novels. How is it that I can go up against an entire race of evil aliens and feel powerful and in control, but helpless in her arms?

don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss athing

Focus. Maxwell. Focus. We are here on a mission. There is a purpose greater than ourselves. We must learn the true identity of Alex’s murder. Ugh, I hate that word it leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth. Trying to distract my wandering mind from the sultry brunette in my arms I contemplate tomorrow’s investigation. Where should we start? We could try to locate his host family-The Olsens. The phrase “needle in a haystack” comes to mind but I quickly brush it off. We could search for the location of the building in that picture she found. I feel myself drawing closer and closer to sleep. I wish I could just be with her without all these distractions, but this is important to her. Therefore it is on my list of major priorities. Her happiness being #1. Breathing in the spicy and sweet scent combination that is Liz I sigh. Hell, I wish we could just stay in this bed for all eternity.

Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep... yeah
And I don't wanna miss a thing


Okay guys, Do you think Max and Liz should try to track down The Olsens (The family Alex supposedly stayed with) or attempt to track down the building (Which was torn down years ago) Whatcha think?

Part Seven (When I look into your eyes)

Song:"When I look into your Eyes"
Peformed By: Firehouse

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for all the awesome feedback. You are the best readers a writer could ask for. I’m sorry it took so long to finish this part, but I really had to struggle with the characters a bit. I wanted them to remain true to their personalities, but also wanted them to move forward in their relationship. I hope this fits. If not just let me know.

(Liz’s POV)

I see forever when I look in your eyes
You're all I ever wanted
I always want you to be mine


My eye lids flitter open at the first sign of morning’s

light. I welcome it’s arrival whole heartedly for the first time in

months. Inwaking I find myself completely wrapped up in the limbs of

the man love. What a glorious way to start the day. I rub my finger

tips along his bare arm enjoying the feel of his skin underneath my

fingernails.

The sensations shooting through me can be summed up in one

perfect word… Max. Just letting his precious name roll of my tongue is

a simple version of heaven. I look upon my love’s face with

adoration. This man honesty loves me with everything he has. He proved

that by boarding the plane with me.


Lying here entwined with my destiny I am amazed at my

fascination with this beautiful creature. I have never experienced

intimacy like this before. How did I ever sleep without his presence?

The notion seems virtually impossible now. Resting without him is a

contradiction in itself. For I cannot truly rest unless he is beside

me.

Let's make a promise till the end of time
We'll always be together
And our love will never die

I absolutely loathe the thought of leaving the warm comfort of

our bed and all the wonders it contains ,but I am in desperate need

of a shower. Lazily I linger on for a bit enjoying the feel of his

luscious body pressed against mine. Finally after much debate with

myself , I rise and tip toe to the bathroom. The door closes softly

causing very little sound as my feet hit the cool pearl colored tile

eagerly. Much to my surprise and astonishment it is grander then I

expected. Scanning the contents carefully I laugh at my findings.


The crimson red bath tub is very deep with well placed white

rose petals scattered along the edge leading all the way to the door.

On the opposite side is a sink with two mirrors both heart shaped

that are joined together in the center. On the counter top what

appears to be a gift basket of some kind sits begging to be opened.

Obliging it’s request I tear open the plastic. My discovery is quite

an unexpected one. Scented candles, flavored oils, and condoms spill

forth from the contents. Slightly shocked I back away with a sheepish

grin. It is only then that the obvious becomes apparent to me. Of

course, this is the honeymoon suite. The whole purpose for this room

is to um… well you get the picture.

So here we are face to face
And heart to heart
I want you to know we will
Never be apart

Turning scarlet, I gently touch my flaming cheeks. I laugh

despite myself. I have been through a hell of a lot in the past 18

months. Battling evil aliens, saving the world from an almost certain

demise, having two loved one‘s taken away from me, (My Grandma and

Alex) and finding/losing and rediscovering the love of my life has not

changed the fact that I am still just a seventeen year old girl.


Sometimes It’s easy to forget that small fact. For so long the

luxury of just being a teenager has not been available to me. A lot of

the time I feel like I have to be responsible for the whole world’s

safety. Unfortunately it is times like this that remind me that I

still have a lot of growing up to do. Like most girls my age sex

scares me. Not sex as in the act itself, but the repercussions that is

brought after. My situation is a bit different from other girls in the

aspect that my soul mate is “Not of this Earth”.


Most teenagers ask the question, “If we have sex how will that

change our relationship?” Here I am contemplating the risks of hybrid

pregnancies. ”Would it put Isabel and Michael in danger of getting

discovered by the FBI if Max and I took the next step?”

Now I believe that wishes can come true
Cause I see my whole world
I see only you


I guess most girls don’t have to consider those circumstances

before sleeping with their boyfriend. Oh well, we aren’t most people.

Max and I love each other and when the time is right we’ll both know.


A knowing smile spreads across my face as I slide the Trojan

ribbed for her pleasure, back into the basket. “We have a job to do.“

I remind myself. I take a quick bath wanting to get a jump start on

our search for clues. Realizing that my suitcase is still in the

bedroom, I wrap a towel around my wet form and open the door.


Okay, my soul mate is not where I left him. This is a tad

disconcerting. I examine the room anxiously, but alas he is nowhere to

be found. I am just about to call for a search party when the door

opens revealing him to me. He seems startled to see me standing there.

I guess he thought I’d still be in the bath. Or maybe it was the

towel. Yeah that’s probably it. His brown hair lies disheveled

against his forehead framing his amber eyes which are lined with deep

worry. He closes the door quickly and sets three bags down on the

table nearest to him.

When I look into your eyes
I can see how much I love you
And it makes me realize


“Hi.” He says. I swear never has there ever been more meaning

stated in one word before.In that one greeting He expressed love,

admiration, desire, and a little fear.



Wanting to erase all feelings of doubt he may obtain I cross

the space between us and press my lips hungrily to his. He seems

surprised but happy as I subject him to long slow kisses. His hands

trail my back meeting where the towel stops and I begin. I marvel at

his courage to explore this uncharted territory. For a moment we get

lost in in each others gaze.


“Hi.” I whisper a slight smirk spreading across my face.

Resting his forehead to mine he gives me a startling revelation,

“I’ve got something for you.”

When I look into your eyes
I see all my dreams come true
When I look into your eyes

“Really? And what might that be?” I question searching his eyes

for answers only he can give.


With our bodies so close I can feel something hard poking me on the

leg. My eyebrows narrow in a questioning state. Acknowledging my

concern he laughs and places his hand in his pocket as if to retrieve

something.


I've looked for you all of my life
Now that I've found you
We will never say goodbye
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me.” I retort with a moxy grin.

Lifting the contents up so I can view my prize it is now he who has the upper hand.

For in his hand he holds……..

I can't stop this feeling
There's nothing I can do
'Cause I see everything when I look at you


Sorry guys got to leave you on that one. This week’s question:

What do you want him to give her?

Author's Note: I have the first next chapters already typed so if you want 'em let me know.

Song:: A Moment Like This By: Kelly Clarkson

Part Eight

He holds a… small black velvet box.

(The crowd screams YES! and jumps up and down excitedly)

“Uh… Max.” I stammer, my eyes never leaving the object in his hand.

“Open it.” he pleads his hands shaking due to his nerves.

*If I told you it was all meant to be,
Would you believe me
Would you agree
It's almost that feeling that we met before
So tell me that you don't think I'm crazy
When I tell you love has come here and now*

I take the small treasure in my hands. Biting my bottom lip I feel the anticipation rising in my throat. Is it?

The box opens with a tiny pop and all is revealed.

All my expectations are exhalted. Lying inside the box is a tiny red rock in the shape of a heart. Evans is etched across it in big bold letters. Um... okay not excatly what I was expected. It's sweet though.

Confusion must have been prominent in my features because he explained.

“I made this because I wanted to give you a symbol of my devotion. Flowers, cards, and candy all went through my head ,but it wasn’t enough. That’s all temporary. So this is it. The symbol of something you have always had. Something you will always have. My heart.”

*A moment like this
Some people wait a lifetime
For a moment like this
Some people search forever
For that one special kiss
Oh I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this*

My eyes brim over with tears at his revealation. Taking my hands in his he fights back the overhelming emotion that is engulfing him. A single tear slides down his prominent cheek as he continues his proclamation.

“The second part of the gift is the word on it… Evans. My last name. It’s yours if you’ll have it. As am I. What I’m trying to say is that I want to marry you, Liz. For real. I want to be your husband. I want you to be my wife."

Reaching into his pocket once more he brought out another box.

So that's why his his pocket was so hard.

“This is the third part of the present.”


*Everything changes but beauty remains
Something so tender
I can't explain
Well I may be dreaming but till I awake
Can we make this dream last forever
And I'll cherish all the love we share*

I open it with quivering hands. There safely tucked into a cloth frame is what I have wanted for the last two years. A platinum engagement ring with one solitary diamond in center. It is extravagant to say the least. I pull it out of its confines and examine the sparkling jewelry earnestly. Max looks at me expectedly,

“ There is an inscription on the inside.”

I turn it over so I can read the words so lovingly placed by my soul mate.

Three small words. So simple. So honest and beautiful. It’s heart warming meaning is not lost to me. I read the aloud loving the sound of them .

“It was you.”

My amour drops to one knee. The act in itself is to humble himself for me. He looks so nervous. i want to calm his fears and take away his anxious feelings.

*Could this be the greatest love of all
I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall
So let me tell you this
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this*


“We have been through so much together, and there have been many mistakes along this journey we have taken, but on this road we have never stop loving each other. Not once. A love like this is special and should be cherished. So that’s what I am going to do. I want to cherish you for the rest of our lives.”

He repeats the same words that have been used for hundreds of years to ask for a woman’s hand in marriage. Each sentimental word is filled with such glorious promise.

“I love you Elizabeth Parker. Will you Marry me?”

I gaze into his trusting eyes and smile. An expression that is entirely his.

I opens my quivering mouth to answer.

*Some people wait a lifetime
For the moment like this
Some people search forever
For that one special kiss
Oh I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this*


Should Liz say Yes or No?

You decide.