Hurry up and write the rest of your crossover of Roswell and The Fast
and the Furious please

          Thanks
             ~Amber

thankyou for you writing but i am stuck on it.
if you can help. write back soon
For the next part.
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               ~Amber

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hi everyone me name is Tina and I live in India I am new ot the group
experience looking forward ot participating in this group a quick
question does anyoneknow when the roswell DVD is going to release and
waht it will contain thanks

The last I've heard was March of next year, but there's no official date
yet. No news of special features yet, but some songs had to be replaced
because of copyright issues.

On Wed, 15 Oct 2003 08:11:27 -0000 "sweetmissy12002"
<roseindia99@...> writes:
> hi everyone me name is Tina and I live in India I am new ot the group
>
> experience looking forward ot participating in this group a quick
> question does anyoneknow when the roswell DVD is going to release
> and
> waht it will contain thanks
>

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Hey guys! Just wanted to bring you guys my second part. If you havent
read the first part you can find it at the group message
list.Feedback is greatly appreciated :) Here goes:

Chapter 2

Max awoke to an insistent pounding on the door. Rolling over and
burying his face in the pillow, Max groaned, `Just go away' he
thought.

After a good few minutes had past, Max heard an unmistakable voice
seep through his sleep, "Open the damn door Maxwell, it's an
emergency" Michael yelled.

`No' Max thought, "I just want to be alone" he said to himself.

For the past few days Max had made a habit out of spending time by
himself wondering exactly why he had ditched Liz at Prom and then
followed that by sticking his tongue down Tess' throat.


Knowing he should just use his powers to open the door, Michael
looked around him and then proceeded to put his hand over the knob,
while it glowed slightly.

When Michael entered the house he looked up to see a rumpled Max
walking down the stairs. "Sorry I didn't mean to ruin your beauty
sleep, although it looks to me you could still use a few more hours,"
Michael fired, obviously irritated at being ignored.

"Go to hell, Michael," grumbled Max. `Just want I need, trying to
wallow in my self pity, I get bombarded by a jackass' Max thought.

"Yeah, well that's nice, anyway we have a situation on our hands"
said Michael, following Max as he took a seat at the kitchen table
rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"Yeah, and what's that?" Max said reaching for an orange on the
counter.

"Alex was murdered" Michael stated, watching Max turn abruptly
around, his eyes widening.


After filling Max in on what Liz had told him about Alex's death,
Michael sat in silence waiting for Max to speak.

"Oh my god," Max said "are you sure that it was murder, I mean I know
Alex would never do something like this on purpose but, but maybe it
was just an accident"

"Maxwell, come on, get real okay. There are no such things as
accidents where we are concerned," stated Michael. "Besides, remember
all those things that have been happening, all those things that we
are just miraculously hiding from the rest of them? You know, the
stuff about the "others" being back?"

"Look Michael, we already decided we weren't going to go down that
road, okay? We said we didn't have enough to go on and we don't. I'm
sorry but we aren't going to put everything on Tess and her feelings
about our dupes being around. I mean if that was the truth don't you
think you would feel Rath, or Isabel would know about Lonnie?" Max
reiterated.

"Yeah, I know that but still, I think we should take it into
consideration. I mean Tess has known how to learn good from evil, she
lived with Nasedo and she said it's happened more than once in the
last two weeks. Now Alex is mysteriously killed in an "accident?"
Maxwell, just think about this, okay. I really think we should be
checking it out. Even if it turns out to be nothing, it's still good
to be on the lookout" Michael said, backing his point. "I mean what
would you have done it had been Liz?" knowing this would definitely
get Max to see his point. "I know I would do everything I could to
find out what happened to Maria. So, what about you?"

Max sat dumbfounded for a moment. He knew the answer to Michael's
question. He would move heaven and earth to find out what really
happened, if anything happened at all. Then, he would rip that
suckers head off and show him how he really felt.

"Okay, we'll look into it," said Max, "Have you talked to Isabel
yet?"

"Umm, no. I was hoping she would be here with you, but apparently
not." Michael replied, looking around his surroundings.

"No, she went over to Tess' tonight. She said she was going to say
over there and they were going to go through the Prom photos," Max
said.

"Okay then, we should head over there and pick them up on our way to
the Crash. I need to meet back up with Maria. She's not doing too
good." Michael mumbled feeling bad for Maria. `Well, how would you
feel if you lost your best friend?' Michael thought.

"Okay, well let me just call her and tell her to be ready. Do you
think Valenti told Kyle and Tess?" Max asked, hoping to avoid another
round of questioning.

"Highly doubt it, Maxwell. If they knew, trust me they would be over
her pronto. Now let's go," Michael replied, already walking out the
door.

**********

After picking Isabel, Kyle, and Tess up from the Sheriff's house and
explaining to them what exactly happened, they all headed to the
Crashdown in the Jetta.

By the time they had reached the Crashdown, Isabel's tears had
subsided, Kyle had resorted to silence, and Tess had clung to Max,
hoping he was okay.

Michael walked inside, his eyes searching for Maria. He immediately
found her sitting at the counter, her and Liz locked in an embrace.
Not wanting to interrupt, Michael hung back by some tables waiting
patiently.

Feeling her familiar tingle, Liz looked up `I knew it' she
thought. `Great now on top of dealing with your best friend's death,
you get to face your ex-boyfriend who just so happened, dumped you at
Prom and made out with his reincarnated wife.'

Max and Liz's eyes locked at the exact same moment. Almost reading
each other's thoughts they both looked away, feeling a bit of
awkwardness. But that moment Liz saw something, she just didn't quite
know what it was. Hurt, anger, sadness…scared? `What is that about?'
Liz thought.

As soon as she had processed that information, Liz was sucked into a
black void. Confusion, anger, hurt, sadness, alone, scared, lies,
lies, lies. Liz looked around her surroundings, not noticing anything
familiar until she was hit with flashes. Of her.

Flash
Max hovering over her "You're all right now."

Flash
Max kissing her on her balcony.

Flash
Max and her in the van after he was rescued from the FBI. "I wanna
be  with you Liz. I Love You."

Flash
Her walking away from him in the desert.

Flash
Her and Kyle in bed together.

Flash
"Their back" says Tess. "No, you killed them remember?" Max
states. "Yes…No..I don't know what I did," replies Tess,
frustrated. "What do you mean you don't know," asks Max, confused. "I
don't know, I don't know if they died, I don't know if they lived, I
DON'T KNOW," Tess yells. "Then how do you know their back?" "Because
I can feel them." "You feel them? How do you know it's not just us
your feeling?" "Because, this feeling is evil." Tess replies, looking
him in the eye.

At that moment, Liz found herself at the counter, once again, staring
at Max. Finally turning around to face anywhere buy their
faces. `What the hell was that?' Liz asks herself.

Michael makes his way to Maria's side taking her into his arms.
Isabel takes a seat at a nearby table, followed by Kyle, who tries to
offer as much comfort as possible. While, Tess stays close to Max.
Liz sits alone at the counter staring blankly at the mile shake
machine.

"So, I guess everyone knows then?" Liz mumbles inaudibley,breaking
everyone out of their silent thoughts, while still piecing together
everything she saw in Max's head. `Question is, why did you see into
Max's feelings at all?'

"Yeah, we filled them in on our way here." Max stated, avoiding
looking in her eye.

The group remains silent, battling with their own feelings when Liz
decides she had enough. "So, are you going to tell us what you've
been lying about these past few weeks?" Liz said, through clenched
teeth, her eyes flashing with anger as they met Max's.

Hey guys!! Me again!

It's homecoming week so I'm bouncing off the walls and stuck at
school till 7 pm :(, but I did magange to send this to a reviewer
and they approved it so tell me what you think... :) Thanks for the
paitence!


Part Fifteen

Alex watched as Isabel wrapped the bag of ice with a small cloth and
proceeded to empty the neighboring cabinets of their first aid
equipment. Alex looked around the kitchen and found his eyes drawn
to a picture he could see through the open door. A picture that held
four smiling teen faces at what appeared to be graduation. He
focused mostly on the boy in the center who had his arm thrown
around a tall laughing blonde; Kyle and Isabel. Looking down at his
tee shirt that was now covered in blood that was not all his own he
felt a sense of guilt begin to grow in his stomach.

"I probably shouldn't have hit him back." Alex admitted
apologetically.

Isabel stopped her preparations and glanced over at him in
disbelief, "He deserved it."

"I know but I would have probably done the same thing if I caught
him and Tess making out." Alex said with a shrug, his head hanger
lower and lower by the moment.

"Don't worry about it." Isabel tried to sound sympathetic but she
noted his posture and tried again, "We have this rule. If you hit
someone prepare to be hit back. He hit you- you hit him; no harm no
foul."

"Then you're not mad at me for making your bro bleed?" Alex looked
at her in disbelief.

"Had you been anyone else, and the situation been different I would
have castrated you." Isabel said with a sweet smile, "But I'm
actually mad at my bro for making my boy bleed."

There was a beat of silence, then another. Alex's hesitant voice
broke it, "I'm ya boy?"

"Maybe." Isabel shrugged before picking up the hot wash cloth and
dabbing at Alex's face gently, "You two sure did a number on each
other."

"Tell me about it." Alex hissed with a wince as she pressed on the
side of his eye, his bruising taking effect.

Isabel kept silent as she cleaned his injuries slowly, taking more
care.

Alex again began to watch her. Her eyes carefully evaluating his
face. Her hands gently running over his skin. She was really
concerned about him and it made him smile, even if it did hurt to do
so, "It was worth it."

"What?" Isabel asked her concentration disrupted.

"Kissing you." Alex said with  small nod for emphasis, "It was worth
it."

Isabel's smile was all he needed for reward as her cheeks began to
tint pink. She trained her eyes downward, finding the blood soaked
shirt instead of his eyes, "This has to go."

"You're the Nightingale." Alex smirked at her in a rather devious
fashion.

Isabel saw his remark as a  challenge, and she always met her
challenges. Looking him straighten in the eyes she pursed her lips
and grabbed the hem of his wife beater, yanking it up and pealing it
off of his body.

Alex kept his smile firmly in place not even his eyes wandering from
hers, "Oh look, there's blood all over me."

Isabel couldn't keep a straight face after his mock seriousness. Her
laughter was infectious because soon Alex's deeper chuckles mixed
with her own.

Isabel straightened back up after a moment and brought the cleaning
cloth to his stomach, rubbing the red trails of dried blood away.
Isabel found herself watching her hands as they ran across Alex's
stomach, the tips of her fingers gracing his tattoo. Isabel stared
at the ink, her face questioning.

"You really want to know," Alex's voice was gentle, "don't you?"

Isabel looked up at him, "Honestly, yes- but only if you want me to
know."

Alex thought for a brief second. Did he want her to know? No one
really knew...no one but those he loved and loved him. Did he love
her?- The question shocked him... He had never had to ask himself
that before because he knew... But now he didn't ... There was a
chance he could love her... If he knew her, and he really wanted to
know her. Alex watched her advert her eyes... If he wanted to know
her; then he'd have to let her know him...

"It's our motto." Alex began, "But it's more."

Isabel stayed quiet waiting for him to continue.

"When Michael, Tess, Max, and I started Hell On Wheels it was our
first real rebellious step together, away from our parents rule. It
was our first step on our own... Us against them kind of." Alex
subconsciously rubbed his arm as he stared at the ground.

"And that?" Isabel quickly inquired to the art work under his
fingers; she didn't want to miss what maybe his only time to open up
to her.

"In Japan this was sort of our family crest. It was the last time
out family was together and happy." Alex shrugged.

"Last time?" Isabel asked saddened and confused.

"Yeah, our parents don't really care about much. Their sole priority
is the franchise and business affairs." Alex rolled his eyes at the
fact.

"I can't see anyone being able to not care about you," Isabel
slipped but tried to recover hurriedly, "or the rest of your team."

"Uh huh." Alex grinned at her knowingly, "Now I told you. You tell
me."

"Tell you what?" Isabel's eyebrows rose in confusion.

"About this." Alex reached out and flattened his hand against the
small of her back, dragging her forward and into his half clothed
body.

"Oh that," Isabel said her hands splayed across his chest.

"Yes that." Alex said stressing that.

Isabel turned in his arms, drawing her hands down to pull her shorts
down ever so much lower, "Pull up my shirt."

Alex was quick to oblige, and upon doing so he discovered a red hot
rod with a pair of horn and wing underneath it read `Daddy's Devil'.
Alex drew his long fingers over the car's outline, "Want to explain?"

Isabel pulled her shirt back to it's original position and turned
around, her stance now farther from him than earlier, "I race cars,
thus it's a car."

"I figured that part." Alex said with a smile.

"Dad used to call me his little devil so when I turned 18 I got the
car put on and the horns and everything, but then..." Isabel took a
deep breath, "then when dad died I had the wings put on."

Alex took a swallow - he hadn't meant to make her rehash this, and
he could tell from the look in her eyes that this was painful. Very
painful, and even though that was a `duh' conclusion Alex still
didn't know how to apologize for it...

"I'm so..." Isabel broke him off.

"I really get tired of hearing that." Isabel's eyes were watery but
her face immobile.

Alex decided to just go with his initial impulse, He grabbed her and
wrapped her safely in his arms, his neck becoming her pillow.

						 *

"Get off!" Kyle grumbled as he tried desperately to disentangle
himself from the raging blonde on his chest.

"You stupid son of a God Da..." About that time she found herself
pinned underneath her boyfriend, his breathing ragging against her
cheeks.

"Calm down." Kyle croaked out as he successfully pinned her down
under one arm.

"How dare you tell me to calm down you stupid prat!" Tess wriggled
underneath him.

"You're going psycho on me here." Kyle said before noticing a
splotch of red on Tess tank top, "CHRIST!'

Releasing her he turned around and trudged towards the house.
Stopping after he noticed she wasn't following he turned to
her, "You gonna come?"

"Why should I?" Her voice was cracked and her face cherry red, "You
said it was OK. You said you had no problem with us, and I believe
you! I come here and find you pounding my brother to a bloody pulp!"

"He was kissing my sister!" Kyle screamed back forgetting his
bleeding for a moment.

"SO?" Tess asked in exasperation, "You were kissing me and Michael
didn't touch you."

"She's my sister Tess." Kyle tried again his a voice lowering in
volume, "My sister."

"My brother." Tess said, screeching at this point, "MY FRIGGIN
BROTHER! And you hit him for something you yourself have done!
Aren't you quite the hypocrite? Michael should have kicked your ass
when he had the chance."

Kyle stood there staring at her as she walked away.

Maria came pulling up shortly after he lost view of Tess. She slowly
came to a stop on the concrete, parking her bike.

"What happened?" Maria asked pulling her helmet off to look her
brother's damage over.

"Alex kissed Isabel." Kyle shrugged pulling away.

"Good job Rambo." Maria scoffed at him moving towards the house.

"I did do a good job!" Kyle called after her.

"In what little alternate universe did you come up with that
conclusion?" Maria asked whirling around to look at him in
bewilderment.

Kyle's face was screwed up in indignation, "I did what I had to, to
help my family."

"This is helping?" Maria asked in confusion and incredulity.

"Yes, I'm keeping her safe." Kyle said.

"You're trying to turn her into Liz." Maria sneered, "Then you bitch
at Liz for what you made her."

"I didn't make her that way." Kyle defended himself, "I did what I
thought was right."

"And look where it got you." Maria retorted before finding the front
door and leaving Kyle there by himself.

						 *

"Lucy, I'm home!" Maria called out as she came inside the door.

Maria found her way to the kitchen looking for a soda, but instead
found her sister curled up in a bloody man's arms.

"Izzy?" Maria asked her concern bleeding through her voice as she
rapidly moved to her sister's side.

"Yeah?" Isabel asked straightening up.

"Kyle's a dick." Maria said firmly.

This elected a small laugh from the solemn looking couple.

"I shouldn't have hit him back." Alex said again trying to apologize.

"Bull shit." Maria dismissed his lame attempt with a wave of her
hand, "If this one hasn't killed you yet then you had damn good
reason."

Alex almost laughed at the similarities between the sisters but
Maria interrupted him, "You're parents are home."

"Oh shit." Alex breathed out.

"Same reaction Michael had." Maria said looking slightly confused.

"I gotta go then." Alex said his eyes searching the walls for
answers to some unknown questions.

"I'll talk to you later?" Isabel asked balling the shirt up in her
hands.

"I'll try. No promises now that the parental are back in reign."
Alex looked disappeared.

Isabel looked meaningfully at Maria nudging her with her elbow.

Maria laughed under her breath and turned around heading into the
living room, "Bye Alex."

"Bye." Alex called back before turning to the door.

"Forgetting something?" Isabel asked now worried about his
distracted frame of mind.

"Keep the shirt." Alex said continuing.

"ALEX!" Isabel raised her voice before perching her hands on her
hips.

Alex's eyes cleared for a moment and he rushed back to her grabbing
her around the waist and lifting her up to meet his lips, his mouth
causing a live fire reaction in her body.

"Bye." Alex said nuzzling her face gently with his own.

"Bye." Isabel smiled against his face before they parted.

Isabel slumped onto the counter as the door shut.

"Interesting." The comment came from her younger sister who had
returned and perched herself against the door frame.

"What?" Isabel asked fixing her vision on Maria.

"I've never heard a DeLuca beg someone for affection." Maria said
accusingly.

"I didn't beg." Isabel but her eyes at her sister dangerously.

"ALEX!" Maria mocked her, her voice sounding a hundred times more
desperate than Isabel's had moments before.

For her impersonation Maria received Alex's blood shirt against her
shoulder.

"You know what is interesting though?" Isabel said after a
moment, "How he reacted to his parents."

"Michael wasn't any more pleased." Maria said thoughtfully as she
threw the shirt back to her sister.

"Since your boyfriend got his shirt bloody you get to wash it."
Maria said walking off.

Isabel thought to yell out a little to late, "He's not my boyfriend!"

"He's not your boyfriend and you practically screw each other in the
garage?" Kyle's accusing voice came as the door slammed shut behind
him.

Isabel nearly screamed in frustration as she turned on her heels and
made her way to the bathroom to wash said bloody shirt.

Kyle almost screamed after her but thought better of it and went
back outside to the garage to clean up.

					 *

Max gently laced his fingers through Liz's long dark hair, her
scrunchie around his large wrists. He ran his other knuckles down
the side of her face, her skin satin under his rough calloused hands.

Liz sniffled a little more as she pulled him even closer trying to
burry her sorrow into his body, letting him holster her pain, just
wanting to let go.

Max rocked her slightly from side to side. He kissed the side of
Liz's head, his breath worming its way through the strands and
gracing her delicate ear.

Liz sighed deeply before swallowing hard and pushing herself away
from the comforting embrace. Max was reluctant to let her go, but he
did loosen his grip so that she was still in arms length.

Liz dolefully wiped at her now blotchy eyes, "Sorry."

"Don't be." Max's hands stilled hers and his thumbs removed the
traces of tears.

"I don't usually cry." Liz started to back away now more mortified
than ever.

Max smiled at her softly, "Crying is healthy."

"No it's not." Liz pushed herself to her feet, Max quick behind her.

"Want to tell me why you were crying?" Max tried to keep her close.

"No." Liz was blunt, her face steely in its resolve.

Instead of pressing the matter Max looked her in the eyes, "Wanna
walk home?"

Normally Liz would say not and through countless insults, but today
she didn't have the energy, "Sure."

Max grabbed his board and followed her to the street.


"It looks like rain." Max glanced at the cloudy sky.

"Yeah," Liz agreed, her mind clearly else where.

Max mentally crossed his finger and reached towards her, grabbing
her hand. TO his utter surprise Liz drew him closer and laced their
digits tightly, with a blink of an eye.

Resisting the urge to jump for joy Max simply squeezed her small
hand in his.

Liz smiled mentally. Although she'd hate to admit it, and probably
never would- she liked the East boarder. He was so gentle and
persistent. Glancing at him out of the corner of her eyes she bit
her lip, and hot, very hot. But she wasn't going to tell him. A
little crush was no reason to spill her heart out.

The wind brushed against her face. It reminded her of her father, as
did everything. As much as she used the "crutch" of him disapproving
she still knew he wouldn't have. He would have actually liked Mac.
Her father would have loved to see anyone give his hellion a run for
her money in the attitude category. But he didn't get to see it, and
that made her bitter. Her mother's protest against racing didn't
help. Her father had died on the track and now her mother blamed
said track. Liz, on the other hand, used the track to get close to
her father's memory- just as Isabel and Maria had.

"Hey," Max's voice snapped her back into the present, "We're here."

Liz walked towards the front door, but stopped, turning back around
to face Max, "I can't go in there like this."

"Does your shop have a sink." Max asked.

Liz nodded her head and pulled him forward to the garage.

Liz lead him to the bathroom and opened the door to reveal Kyle
spitting into a sink full of pale red water.

"Kyle!" Liz rushed to him, dropping Max's hand, "What happened?"

Kyle turned towards her, anger evident in his eyes. Barreling past
the both of them he snagged a work towel from the bench, "SO it's OK
for you? But not me?"

"Kyle what happened?" Liz followed her brother clearly concerned,
Max beside her.

"I beat the crap outta that Alex guy." Kyle shrugged glaring at Max.

Had Kyle been cool headed he would have thought twice, but Max was
cool header and didn't have to think. Max slammed his fist into
Kyle's already injured jaw propelling him backwards.

Liz whirled on him and landed two punches before Max could get out
of her reach.

With blurry vision Max tried to focus on the panting brunette, "What
did I do to you?"

"You hit him for no reason!" Liz screamed crouching near her brother.

"He hit my brother!" Max tried to reason with her.

"It wasn't your fight!" Liz yelled back, helping Kyle up.

"This wasn't yours!" Max lost his patience, "You're such a
hypocrite! God, I tried Liz, I tried really hard! But you know what?
You're not worth this. You're not even close!"

Max's words were designed to hurt her... And they did.... More than
he knew...

Max slowly skated towards his house, the rain on his face both
painful and foreboding

He couldn`t believe the way things were turning out... I started out
so well... Ok, her choking him hadn't been well but after that...she
had let him hold her, a euphoria in and of itself. Her hair was so
nice it smelled of strawberries and felt like silk. Her lips had
trembled against his neck, the ample flesh just as soft as the rest
of her... It had been going so well! But a leopard can't change it's
spots...neither of them could... But he didn't want her to change...
He just wanted her...

Max shook the thoughts from his head as he made his way the last few
steps to the house. Taking a deep breath he opened the door-
unprepared for what was on the other side.

tbc..

please feed me and any suggestions? or things you'd like to see?
send them to me :)
					 *
Later,
Vix

Oh Yes Vix you made my day with that. God that was a fantastic I&A
part...even when I am mostly just M&L I need to say that I really loved this I&A
Part.
But hell did they really need to fight, I mean please what's so bad about
kissing. Well and I think its right that they both cant say anything because
thy are both doing it...so they cant complain. I really liked that Isabel told
Alex about her fathers death, that must have been or still be really hard for
them all.
I agree with Tuesday that Max was defensively wrong...and Liz was right, its
not his fight. And even if he may be angry with Kyle about hitting Alex he
should be controlled enough to not act that stupid. I mean hell he and Liz
finally seemed to get along just well and he has to hit Kyle:( I was so happy
that Liz finally let Max closer and he is acting like a jerk.
cant wait to see the next Part.
Nina


> Hey guys!! Me again!
>
> It's homecoming week so I'm bouncing off the walls and stuck at
> school till 7 pm :(, but I did magange to send this to a reviewer
> and they approved it so tell me what you think... :) Thanks for the
> paitence!
>
>
> Part Fifteen
>
> Alex watched as Isabel wrapped the bag of ice with a small cloth and
> proceeded to empty the neighboring cabinets of their first aid
> equipment. Alex looked around the kitchen and found his eyes drawn
> to a picture he could see through the open door. A picture that held
> four smiling teen faces at what appeared to be graduation. He
> focused mostly on the boy in the center who had his arm thrown
> around a tall laughing blonde; Kyle and Isabel. Looking down at his
> tee shirt that was now covered in blood that was not all his own he
> felt a sense of guilt begin to grow in his stomach.
>
> "I probably shouldn't have hit him back." Alex admitted
> apologetically.
>
> Isabel stopped her preparations and glanced over at him in
> disbelief, "He deserved it."
>
> "I know but I would have probably done the same thing if I caught
> him and Tess making out." Alex said with a shrug, his head hanger
> lower and lower by the moment.
>
> "Don't worry about it." Isabel tried to sound sympathetic but she
> noted his posture and tried again, "We have this rule. If you hit
> someone prepare to be hit back. He hit you- you hit him; no harm no
> foul."
>
> "Then you're not mad at me for making your bro bleed?" Alex looked
> at her in disbelief.
>
> "Had you been anyone else, and the situation been different I would
> have castrated you." Isabel said with a sweet smile, "But I'm
> actually mad at my bro for making my boy bleed."
>
> There was a beat of silence, then another. Alex's hesitant voice
> broke it, "I'm ya boy?"
>
> "Maybe." Isabel shrugged before picking up the hot wash cloth and
> dabbing at Alex's face gently, "You two sure did a number on each
> other."
>
> "Tell me about it." Alex hissed with a wince as she pressed on the
> side of his eye, his bruising taking effect.
>
> Isabel kept silent as she cleaned his injuries slowly, taking more
> care.
>
> Alex again began to watch her. Her eyes carefully evaluating his
> face. Her hands gently running over his skin. She was really
> concerned about him and it made him smile, even if it did hurt to do
> so, "It was worth it."
>
> "What?" Isabel asked her concentration disrupted.
>
> "Kissing you." Alex said with  small nod for emphasis, "It was worth
> it."
>
> Isabel's smile was all he needed for reward as her cheeks began to
> tint pink. She trained her eyes downward, finding the blood soaked
> shirt instead of his eyes, "This has to go."
>
> "You're the Nightingale." Alex smirked at her in a rather devious
> fashion.
>
> Isabel saw his remark as a  challenge, and she always met her
> challenges. Looking him straighten in the eyes she pursed her lips
> and grabbed the hem of his wife beater, yanking it up and pealing it
> off of his body.
>
> Alex kept his smile firmly in place not even his eyes wandering from
> hers, "Oh look, there's blood all over me."
>
> Isabel couldn't keep a straight face after his mock seriousness. Her
> laughter was infectious because soon Alex's deeper chuckles mixed
> with her own.
>
> Isabel straightened back up after a moment and brought the cleaning
> cloth to his stomach, rubbing the red trails of dried blood away.
> Isabel found herself watching her hands as they ran across Alex's
> stomach, the tips of her fingers gracing his tattoo. Isabel stared
> at the ink, her face questioning.
>
> "You really want to know," Alex's voice was gentle, "don't you?"
>
> Isabel looked up at him, "Honestly, yes- but only if you want me to
> know."
>
> Alex thought for a brief second. Did he want her to know? No one
> really knew...no one but those he loved and loved him. Did he love
> her?- The question shocked him... He had never had to ask himself
> that before because he knew... But now he didn't ... There was a
> chance he could love her... If he knew her, and he really wanted to
> know her. Alex watched her advert her eyes... If he wanted to know
> her; then he'd have to let her know him...
>
> "It's our motto." Alex began, "But it's more."
>
> Isabel stayed quiet waiting for him to continue.
>
> "When Michael, Tess, Max, and I started Hell On Wheels it was our
> first real rebellious step together, away from our parents rule. It
> was our first step on our own... Us against them kind of." Alex
> subconsciously rubbed his arm as he stared at the ground.
>
> "And that?" Isabel quickly inquired to the art work under his
> fingers; she didn't want to miss what maybe his only time to open up
> to her.
>
> "In Japan this was sort of our family crest. It was the last time
> out family was together and happy." Alex shrugged.
>
> "Last time?" Isabel asked saddened and confused.
>
> "Yeah, our parents don't really care about much. Their sole priority
> is the franchise and business affairs." Alex rolled his eyes at the
> fact.
>
> "I can't see anyone being able to not care about you," Isabel
> slipped but tried to recover hurriedly, "or the rest of your team."
>
> "Uh huh." Alex grinned at her knowingly, "Now I told you. You tell
> me."
>
> "Tell you what?" Isabel's eyebrows rose in confusion.
>
> "About this." Alex reached out and flattened his hand against the
> small of her back, dragging her forward and into his half clothed
> body.
>
> "Oh that," Isabel said her hands splayed across his chest.
>
> "Yes that." Alex said stressing that.
>
> Isabel turned in his arms, drawing her hands down to pull her shorts
> down ever so much lower, "Pull up my shirt."
>
> Alex was quick to oblige, and upon doing so he discovered a red hot
> rod with a pair of horn and wing underneath it read `Daddy's Devil'.
> Alex drew his long fingers over the car's outline, "Want to explain?"
>
> Isabel pulled her shirt back to it's original position and turned
> around, her stance now farther from him than earlier, "I race cars,
> thus it's a car."
>
> "I figured that part." Alex said with a smile.
>
> "Dad used to call me his little devil so when I turned 18 I got the
> car put on and the horns and everything, but then..." Isabel took a
> deep breath, "then when dad died I had the wings put on."
>
> Alex took a swallow - he hadn't meant to make her rehash this, and
> he could tell from the look in her eyes that this was painful. Very
> painful, and even though that was a `duh' conclusion Alex still
> didn't know how to apologize for it...
>
> "I'm so..." Isabel broke him off.
>
> "I really get tired of hearing that." Isabel's eyes were watery but
> her face immobile.
>
> Alex decided to just go with his initial impulse, He grabbed her and
> wrapped her safely in his arms, his neck becoming her pillow.
>
> 					 *
>
> "Get off!" Kyle grumbled as he tried desperately to disentangle
> himself from the raging blonde on his chest.
>
> "You stupid son of a God Da..." About that time she found herself
> pinned underneath her boyfriend, his breathing ragging against her
> cheeks.
>
> "Calm down." Kyle croaked out as he successfully pinned her down
> under one arm.
>
> "How dare you tell me to calm down you stupid prat!" Tess wriggled
> underneath him.
>
> "You're going psycho on me here." Kyle said before noticing a
> splotch of red on Tess tank top, "CHRIST!'
>
> Releasing her he turned around and trudged towards the house.
> Stopping after he noticed she wasn't following he turned to
> her, "You gonna come?"
>
> "Why should I?" Her voice was cracked and her face cherry red, "You
> said it was OK. You said you had no problem with us, and I believe
> you! I come here and find you pounding my brother to a bloody pulp!"
>
> "He was kissing my sister!" Kyle screamed back forgetting his
> bleeding for a moment.
>
> "SO?" Tess asked in exasperation, "You were kissing me and Michael
> didn't touch you."
>
> "She's my sister Tess." Kyle tried again his a voice lowering in
> volume, "My sister."
>
> "My brother." Tess said, screeching at this point, "MY FRIGGIN
> BROTHER! And you hit him for something you yourself have done!
> Aren't you quite the hypocrite? Michael should have kicked your ass
> when he had the chance."
>
> Kyle stood there staring at her as she walked away.
>
> Maria came pulling up shortly after he lost view of Tess. She slowly
> came to a stop on the concrete, parking her bike.
>
> "What happened?" Maria asked pulling her helmet off to look her
> brother's damage over.
>
> "Alex kissed Isabel." Kyle shrugged pulling away.
>
> "Good job Rambo." Maria scoffed at him moving towards the house.
>
> "I did do a good job!" Kyle called after her.
>
> "In what little alternate universe did you come up with that
> conclusion?" Maria asked whirling around to look at him in
> bewilderment.
>
> Kyle's face was screwed up in indignation, "I did what I had to, to
> help my family."
>
> "This is helping?" Maria asked in confusion and incredulity.
>
> "Yes, I'm keeping her safe." Kyle said.
>
> "You're trying to turn her into Liz." Maria sneered, "Then you bitch
> at Liz for what you made her."
>
> "I didn't make her that way." Kyle defended himself, "I did what I
> thought was right."
>
> "And look where it got you." Maria retorted before finding the front
> door and leaving Kyle there by himself.
>
> 					 *
>
> "Lucy, I'm home!" Maria called out as she came inside the door.
>
> Maria found her way to the kitchen looking for a soda, but instead
> found her sister curled up in a bloody man's arms.
>
> "Izzy?" Maria asked her concern bleeding through her voice as she
> rapidly moved to her sister's side.
>
> "Yeah?" Isabel asked straightening up.
>
> "Kyle's a dick." Maria said firmly.
>
> This elected a small laugh from the solemn looking couple.
>
> "I shouldn't have hit him back." Alex said again trying to apologize.
>
> "Bull shit." Maria dismissed his lame attempt with a wave of her
> hand, "If this one hasn't killed you yet then you had damn good
> reason."
>
> Alex almost laughed at the similarities between the sisters but
> Maria interrupted him, "You're parents are home."
>
> "Oh shit." Alex breathed out.
>
> "Same reaction Michael had." Maria said looking slightly confused.
>
> "I gotta go then." Alex said his eyes searching the walls for
> answers to some unknown questions.
>
> "I'll talk to you later?" Isabel asked balling the shirt up in her
> hands.
>
> "I'll try. No promises now that the parental are back in reign."
> Alex looked disappeared.
>
> Isabel looked meaningfully at Maria nudging her with her elbow.
>
> Maria laughed under her breath and turned around heading into the
> living room, "Bye Alex."
>
> "Bye." Alex called back before turning to the door.
>
> "Forgetting something?" Isabel asked now worried about his
> distracted frame of mind.
>
> "Keep the shirt." Alex said continuing.
>
> "ALEX!" Isabel raised her voice before perching her hands on her
> hips.
>
> Alex's eyes cleared for a moment and he rushed back to her grabbing
> her around the waist and lifting her up to meet his lips, his mouth
> causing a live fire reaction in her body.
>
> "Bye." Alex said nuzzling her face gently with his own.
>
> "Bye." Isabel smiled against his face before they parted.
>
> Isabel slumped onto the counter as the door shut.
>
> "Interesting." The comment came from her younger sister who had
> returned and perched herself against the door frame.
>
> "What?" Isabel asked fixing her vision on Maria.
>
> "I've never heard a DeLuca beg someone for affection." Maria said
> accusingly.
>
> "I didn't beg." Isabel but her eyes at her sister dangerously.
>
> "ALEX!" Maria mocked her, her voice sounding a hundred times more
> desperate than Isabel's had moments before.
>
> For her impersonation Maria received Alex's blood shirt against her
> shoulder.
>
> "You know what is interesting though?" Isabel said after a
> moment, "How he reacted to his parents."
>
> "Michael wasn't any more pleased." Maria said thoughtfully as she
> threw the shirt back to her sister.
>
> "Since your boyfriend got his shirt bloody you get to wash it."
> Maria said walking off.
>
> Isabel thought to yell out a little to late, "He's not my boyfriend!"
>
> "He's not your boyfriend and you practically screw each other in the
> garage?" Kyle's accusing voice came as the door slammed shut behind
> him.
>
> Isabel nearly screamed in frustration as she turned on her heels and
> made her way to the bathroom to wash said bloody shirt.
>
> Kyle almost screamed after her but thought better of it and went
> back outside to the garage to clean up.
>
> 				 *
>
> Max gently laced his fingers through Liz's long dark hair, her
> scrunchie around his large wrists. He ran his other knuckles down
> the side of her face, her skin satin under his rough calloused hands.
>
> Liz sniffled a little more as she pulled him even closer trying to
> burry her sorrow into his body, letting him holster her pain, just
> wanting to let go.
>
> Max rocked her slightly from side to side. He kissed the side of
> Liz's head, his breath worming its way through the strands and
> gracing her delicate ear.
>
> Liz sighed deeply before swallowing hard and pushing herself away
> >from the comforting embrace. Max was reluctant to let her go, but he
> did loosen his grip so that she was still in arms length.
>
> Liz dolefully wiped at her now blotchy eyes, "Sorry."
>
> "Don't be." Max's hands stilled hers and his thumbs removed the
> traces of tears.
>
> "I don't usually cry." Liz started to back away now more mortified
> than ever.
>
> Max smiled at her softly, "Crying is healthy."
>
> "No it's not." Liz pushed herself to her feet, Max quick behind her.
>
> "Want to tell me why you were crying?" Max tried to keep her close.
>
> "No." Liz was blunt, her face steely in its resolve.
>
> Instead of pressing the matter Max looked her in the eyes, "Wanna
> walk home?"
>
> Normally Liz would say not and through countless insults, but today
> she didn't have the energy, "Sure."
>
> Max grabbed his board and followed her to the street.
>
>
> "It looks like rain." Max glanced at the cloudy sky.
>
> "Yeah," Liz agreed, her mind clearly else where.
>
> Max mentally crossed his finger and reached towards her, grabbing
> her hand. TO his utter surprise Liz drew him closer and laced their
> digits tightly, with a blink of an eye.
>
> Resisting the urge to jump for joy Max simply squeezed her small
> hand in his.
>
> Liz smiled mentally. Although she'd hate to admit it, and probably
> never would- she liked the East boarder. He was so gentle and
> persistent. Glancing at him out of the corner of her eyes she bit
> her lip, and hot, very hot. But she wasn't going to tell him. A
> little crush was no reason to spill her heart out.
>
> The wind brushed against her face. It reminded her of her father, as
> did everything. As much as she used the "crutch" of him disapproving
> she still knew he wouldn't have. He would have actually liked Mac.
> Her father would have loved to see anyone give his hellion a run for
> her money in the attitude category. But he didn't get to see it, and
> that made her bitter. Her mother's protest against racing didn't
> help. Her father had died on the track and now her mother blamed
> said track. Liz, on the other hand, used the track to get close to
> her father's memory- just as Isabel and Maria had.
>
> "Hey," Max's voice snapped her back into the present, "We're here."
>
> Liz walked towards the front door, but stopped, turning back around
> to face Max, "I can't go in there like this."
>
> "Does your shop have a sink." Max asked.
>
> Liz nodded her head and pulled him forward to the garage.
>
> Liz lead him to the bathroom and opened the door to reveal Kyle
> spitting into a sink full of pale red water.
>
> "Kyle!" Liz rushed to him, dropping Max's hand, "What happened?"
>
> Kyle turned towards her, anger evident in his eyes. Barreling past
> the both of them he snagged a work towel from the bench, "SO it's OK
> for you? But not me?"
>
> "Kyle what happened?" Liz followed her brother clearly concerned,
> Max beside her.
>
> "I beat the crap outta that Alex guy." Kyle shrugged glaring at Max.
>
> Had Kyle been cool headed he would have thought twice, but Max was
> cool header and didn't have to think. Max slammed his fist into
> Kyle's already injured jaw propelling him backwards.
>
> Liz whirled on him and landed two punches before Max could get out
> of her reach.
>
> With blurry vision Max tried to focus on the panting brunette, "What
> did I do to you?"
>
> "You hit him for no reason!" Liz screamed crouching near her brother.
>
> "He hit my brother!" Max tried to reason with her.
>
> "It wasn't your fight!" Liz yelled back, helping Kyle up.
>
> "This wasn't yours!" Max lost his patience, "You're such a
> hypocrite! God, I tried Liz, I tried really hard! But you know what?
> You're not worth this. You're not even close!"
>
> Max's words were designed to hurt her... And they did.... More than
> he knew...
>
> Max slowly skated towards his house, the rain on his face both
> painful and foreboding
>
> He couldn`t believe the way things were turning out... I started out
> so well... Ok, her choking him hadn't been well but after that...she
> had let him hold her, a euphoria in and of itself. Her hair was so
> nice it smelled of strawberries and felt like silk. Her lips had
> trembled against his neck, the ample flesh just as soft as the rest
> of her... It had been going so well! But a leopard can't change it's
> spots...neither of them could... But he didn't want her to change...
> He just wanted her...
>
> Max shook the thoughts from his head as he made his way the last few
> steps to the house. Taking a deep breath he opened the door-
> unprepared for what was on the other side.
>
> tbc..
>
> please feed me and any suggestions? or things you'd like to see?
> send them to me :)
> 				 *
> Later,
> Vix
>
>
>
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> "Well, I'm not from around here...."
>
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hi everyone,
     my name is Tina nad they are currently airing season three in
India . my question to anoune daring to answer is this. In the busted
episode Liz tels Max she got hurt when he slept with Tess. but what I
do not get is in season 2 when future max visits Liz he tells her to
make present day Max fall out of love wither which she does by
pretending to sleep with Kyle. what confuses me is then how can she
fell betrayed by Max when she wanted him to end up with tess in order
to save gistory. and how come she never revealed future max's visit
and not sleeping with Kyle to Max is that not a form of betrayal

she couldn't tell him because wouldn't that like mess up the whole
time-space sorta thing? i dunno, it was something weird like that,
he couldn't know. and i don't think she wanted him to end up with
tess, back then it was just for max to not be with liz - nothing to
do with anyone else as far as i know

--- In All-Roswell@yahoogroups.com, "sweetmissy12002"
<roseindia99@h...> wrote:
> hi everyone,
>     my name is Tina nad they are currently airing season three in
> India . my question to anoune daring to answer is this. In the
busted
> episode Liz tels Max she got hurt when he slept with Tess. but
what I
> do not get is in season 2 when future max visits Liz he tells her
to
> make present day Max fall out of love wither which she does by
> pretending to sleep with Kyle. what confuses me is then how can
she
> fell betrayed by Max when she wanted him to end up with tess in
order
> to save gistory. and how come she never revealed future max's
visit
> and not sleeping with Kyle to Max is that not a form of betrayal

Hey guys,

Sorry this part is so short and took so long but this is just a set
up chapter, and I couldn't decide how to exactly do it so--- tell me
what you think PLEASE!


Part Sixteen

"Hey guys, I have returned from Hell!" Max called out bitterly as he
slammed the door behind himself.

"Maxwell Whitman." His mother's voice froze him in place.

"Or I just got there." Max mumbled to himself, slowly turning to
face his mom.

"What on earth happened to your face?" Max's father was flanking his
mom, and behind them sat three disgruntled teens, perched on the
couch in the living room.

"Nothing." Max ducked his head quickly.

"Go sit down." His mother sounded exasperated.

Max complied and sat himself between Tess and Alex. Looking from one
back to the other he took note of Tess' bloody shirt, and Alex's
lack of shirt but not blood.

"We leave you alone and what happens?" His father's voice brought
him back.

"Two bleeding! One half naked!" His mother was furious.

"One crying and the other necking alone in the house!" His father
wasn't much better.

"I'm 19, and we weren't doing anything." Michael glared dangerously
at his father.

"I don't care if your a hundred. You're still under my roof and
that `nothing' would have been something in nine months had your
mother and I not came home and stopped it!" His father's voice was
loud and his words mocking.

"You finally decided to come home!" Tess' voice was soft but
scathing nonetheless.

"We have duties and responsibilities to tend to young lady." Her
mother reprimanded her.

"You have responsibilities to your family!" Michael grabbed his
sister's hands in his own.

"You're going to tell us about responsibilities? We left you in
charge Michael, and look what happened!" His father lashed
out, "Your brothers look like they've joined gangs, and your sister
is off alone when she shows up she's covered in blood and crying her
eyes out!"

"Sorry I can't be the father I was never taught to be." Michael cut
his eyes at his father.

"Don't you talk that way to your father!" Michael's mother's voice
was quaking, "And Max, what have you been doing? The Institute
called us, they said you turned down the internship. What were you
thinking?"

"What I do is my business." Mac rested his head in his hands.

"This is your future Max," His father spoke directly to him, "You're
throwing away your future."

"I'm throwing away your future Dad! Your future. Not mine. I hate
this stupid franchise, I never wanted a part of it. " Max raised his
voice precariously.

"Max, we've talked about this..." His father began.

"But you never listen! We don't want anything to do with your
company!" Alex cut him off.

"You be quiet, you've yet to answer for yourself Alexander." His
mother scolded him.

"And you haven't answered for your actions either!" Alex was
unrelenting.

"I hardily think..." She began indignantly.

"About anyone but yourself." Tess finished for her, "You ditched us!
You abandoned us. You didn't even come to our graduation."

"We had meetings darling." Her mother attempted to pacify her.

"You own the company," Michael hollered, "Rearrange the damn
meetings!"

"That'll be enough out of you." Michael's father matched his voice
for volume.

"What ever!" Michael scoffed, throwing his hands into the air.

"Now Max," His father began to hand out orders, "I want you to call
the institute and apologize for the mix up..."

"And I want you to drop off the face of the planet," Max stood up
angrily, "We don't all get what we want now do we?"

With that Max marched out of the living room and up the stairs.

"Maxwell!" His mother called out to him, bus his door slamming was
his only response.

"I'm gone too." Tess said standing up and moving for the stairs.

Alex followed suit shaking his head in disappointment the entire
time.

As Michael stood to leave his father stopped him, "I left you in
charge Michael, you have a lot to answer for."

"So do you." And with that Michael was gone.

                                                 *

Alex idly drummed his thumbs against the bed post, his eyes closed.
The look on his face was one of complete disbelief, "Of all the days
to come home."

Max and Tess gave agreeing nods.

The door opened violently and closed just the same as Michael made
his entrance, "Where did it come from?"

Tess snapped her eyes to her shirt, where her oldest brother was
pointing.

"It's not mine." She crossed her arms over her chest, "It's Kyle's."

"What happened?" Michael demanded pulling a chair out to sit on.

Tess glanced at Alex who started to explain, "I was kissing Isabel."

"That's why he hit you?" Max's head jerked up.

"He hit you?" Michael's eyes were flaring.

"Kyle hit me. I hit Kyle. Then Tess massacred him." Alex finished.

"And you?" Michael asked tilting his head to Max.

"I hit Kyle for hitting Alex, then Liz hit me for hitting Kyle." Max
said frowning.

"It's a three ring Jerry Springer Circus." Tess concluded somberly.

"Just wait till I get a hold of that little..." Michael's hands
tightened as if Kyle's neck was between them.

"Wait a second, what's this about you and a little friend?" Max's
eyebrows rose.

"Necking? Was it?" Tess questioned.

Alex barely stifled his laughter as the eldest blushed slightly.

"We weren't necking." Michael cried out indignantly, "We were
looking at my bike."

"So you let her look at the baby?" Max picked on him good naturedly.
His spirits rising at his brother's embarrassment.

"I let her touch it." Michael's words were common but the meaning
behind them were great.

Max sobered, as did the other two. Following Michael's lead he
decided to play his own part in their bonding `show and tell', "Liz
and I got along today."

"That's why she hit you?" Tess asked titling her head.

"Before that. It was weird. We didn't talk, we didn't banter. We
just ...." Max stopped, "It was amazing."

"Isabel called me her boy." Alex's smile widened.

"Kyle is an ass." Tess said frowning.

Immediately she had three rabid killers on her hands so she quickly
elaborated, "He can't get over his sister's being with anyone,
especially from our side."

"He has issues." Max nodded.

"Yeah because who hits someone for kissing their sister." Tess said
accusingly as she glared at Max.

"It was freshman year." He said defensively, which was received with
smiles all around.

Tess leaned her body sideways, her head laying on Max's shoulder, "I
don't know if I like you being with Liz. She's dangerous."

"That's what I like about her." Max laughed nuzzling the side of her
head with his own.

"You would." Alex snorted with a laugh.

"They're not going to let us see them anymore." Michael was frowning
thoughtfully at the floor.

"What do you mean?" Tess asked confused her eyebrows drawing
together.

"You left the books down stairs." Michael's words were terrifying.

                                         *

"You're sick." Maria said eyeing her sister's apparel over.

Isabel smoothed her hands over her stomach, and over the freshly
scrubbed, but still blood tinged, wife beater of Alex's, "Bite me."

"And getting sicker by the minute." Maria laughed flopping on the
bed next to her.

"Where's mom?" Liz asked storming into the bedroom, her hair wrapped
up in a towel.

"She's at home tonight, took Jim with her." Maria said scotching
over slightly to make room for the small brunet.

"Good!" Kyle said coming in behind Liz.

"You." Isabel glared heartily at her almost brother.

Kyle rolled his eyes as he sat down next to the door, across the
entire room from Isabel, "Me."

"Could you two not fight?" Maria asked silencing them both as she
rolled over hanging her head over the side of the bed.

"Then we wouldn't have anything to talk about." Kyle sneered
bitterly.

"Take it you and the bookie still haven't kissed and made up?"
Isabel face held a little pleasure at her brother's pain.

"Can't get a hold of her." Kyle grumbled shaking his head.

"It's for the best." Liz said firmly as she toweled her dark hair.

"Speak for yourself me and the porcupine were getting somewhere."
Maria said defensively.

"So were me and Alex." Isabel glared at her brother.

"They'll just hurt you." Liz said knowingly.

"That's why I hurt him first." Kyle explained.

"And you!" Liz scoffed, "Don't you ever learn? First off, we can
take care of ourselves and secondly, you had no right to hit Alex."
Liz was livid.

"And when did you get taken over by pod people?" Maria's eyebrows
were nearing her hair line.

"Ha ha," Liz mocked laughed at her sister.

Nothing more was said on the subject. Instead they all four sat in
tempered silence.

Until a ringing broke in.

                                         *

"Call them." Alex hissed in his ear.

"I'm calling." Michael almost barked his brother for the fourth time.

Alex, Max, Tess, and Michael all had identical looks of impending
doom on their facial features. They all sat near the bed, Michael
glaring at the wall above Tess' head.

"Hello?" Kyle's voice came over the line.

"I need to talk to Maria. Now." Michael let as little distain as
possible come into his voice, but that was still a lot.

There was a fumbling of the phone before the red tipped blonde's
voice came on, "Hello."

"We need your help." Michael was blunt and to the point.

There was a pause, "With?"

"We need you to break into our shop." Michael's last statement was
met with silence.

                                                 *
TBC...

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Later,
Vix

First off, does anyone know the intentions Fox (or whoever has DVD
rights right now) for releasing seasons 2 & 3?  Is it a close to
sure thing that they will be released on DVD as well?  Or is it
really shakey depending on sales of Season 1?  I have season one on
tape, and I still plan on buying the DVDs.  I'm nervous that they
aren't going to come out with the later seasons, cuz those are what
I really need.

By the way, I didn't get UPN, so I never saw the third season.  They
ended it after that right?  There was no fourth season .... the
third season finale was it, right?

That leads me to my request.  I'm looking for Roswell on VHS for US
VCRs and in good quality.  I may also take VCD.  Specificially I'm
looking for Season 2 starting with Episode 14 through the end of the
season, and season 3 in it's entirety.  I'm willing to pay a
reasonable amount.  Please get back with me at ichthys7@...
By the way, I live in the USA.  I know that may affect shipping cost.

Nick

Danielle
14
New Zealand
Michael and Maria
the one were tess leaves, but the rest stay on earth
Sorta
I luv the books and the series. didn't much like the
ending but i luved the michael/maria angle. it sux
that roswell isn't on anymore doesn't it?


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Roswell fanfics that  aren't max/liz but that portray Tess as not a bad
character. any rating.
Thanks for any possible help!

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Fandom: Roswell

Title: The Hidden Hurt

Author: Flounda

Category: M/L

Timeline: S2 EOTW- MTD

Spoilers: EOTW-MTD

Distribution: ff.net, if you want it take it, just let me know.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Roswell characters, places or plot. I
also got the title idea from a book called "The Hidden Hand" by Emma
Southworth.

Rating: Probably R mature themes.

Summery: Liz isn't coping as well as everyone suspects.

A.N: My first Roswell fic so please be kind! Also I will try to get
the parts out as quickly as possible and hope to have this finished
within the next 2 weeks, but due to the nature of the content and
the fact that some of it is a little close to home. It's not the
easiest to write, so please bear with me.

Feedback: Please! Please! Please! Suggestions, praise, critique,
anything!

Maria watched Liz sadly as she sat in homeroom. Something was
definitely up. She sat with her head down staring dejectedly at her
hands and their chewed fingernails. Her unwashed and unbrushed hair
hung down past her chest surrounding her head in a curtain of
darkness so her face was barely visible. She was surprised no one
else had noticed especially Isobel, for Liz's attire clearly broke
all the rules for acceptable dress. She wore a green long sleeved
shirt and purple overalls, with blue sneakers and one red and one
black sock. Now Maria was all for expressing one's individuality
through unique clothing but this was a bit much, especially
considering it was Liz! Liz always paid great care to how she
looked, she laid her clothes out the night before each day and
always made sure to factor in things like the weather, phys ed, or
whatever was planned for after school. Now here it was at 60 degrees
outside and she was covered from head to toe, it just didn't make
sense!

The bell rang for class and she watched as the movement around took
awhile to register to the usually observant Liz. Then she picked up
her books, hugging them to her chest and scurried off without even
acknowledging Maria. Something was definitely up.

Maria heaved a sigh of relief as she finished washing up the dishes
after the Crashdown closing. Michael hadn't showed up as usual
<typical> she groaned. "Hi Maria" Liz said quietly "Here let me
help" she picked up the tub of dirty bowls and headed to the
sink. "Geezes Liz, how can you wear that in this weather?" she
indicated to the long sleeved white singlet Liz wore under her
uniform. Liz shrugged "I don't know I guess I've just been feeling
the cold more lately." She glanced downwards. "Are you sure your
feeling ok, chica?" Maria put her palm on Liz's forehead. "Oh, yeah,
I'm fine!" Liz blurted out enthusiastically, then as if noticing how
that sounded, added "I guess I'm just a little stressed."

Maria gave her a knowing smile. "Well hey, you might wanna roll up
those sleeves since your going to be shoving your hands into this …
disgusting liquid that resembles water"

"NO!" Liz grabbed the cuffs of her sleeves.

Maria looked at her strangely "I-it's just I-it doesn't matter if
this top gets ruined it's old." She laughed.

Maria looked at her for a second before shaking her head "Whatever
babe."

They continued working on the bowls and when they were done Liz went
to grab the large tub of dirty plates. She was halfway across the
kitchen when Maria heard a crash behind her, she turned around to
find Liz out cold on the floor. "OH MY GOD LIZ! OH MY GOD! LIZ CHICA
YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP!" Maria began to shake Liz.

Liz moaned and slowly opened her eyes "Maria?" she asked weakly her
eyes swerved to take in her surroundings until she realized what had
happened. "Oh Maria I'm sorry" she began to get up

"NO! Liz just lay there a sec and rest, you just fainted!"

"Really it's ok it's been happening a lot" Liz gasped realizing her
mistake.

"What did you just say?" Liz knew that voice, it was the quiet
before the storm, and it was Maria's last shed of sanity before went
off yelling on an unstoppable tirade. She had to reassure her now
but how?

"Nothing! Probably just a little delirious" she let out a fake
laugh. She could tell by the look in Maria's eyes that she hadn't
bought it. She gulped in fear of what as about to come.

Maria took a deep ready to drill Liz on her last comment when she
noticed the look in her friend's eyes <fear> Since when was Liz
afraid of her? Since when was Liz afraid of anything? Something was
defiantly up.

TBC What did you think? Please let me know?

Fandom: Roswell

Title: The Hidden Hurt

Author: Flounda

Category: M/L

Timeline: S2 EOTW- MTD

Spoilers: EOTW-MTD

Distribution: ff.net, if you want it take it, just let me know.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Roswell characters, places or plot. I
also got the title idea from a book called "The Hidden Hand" by Emma
Southworth.

Rating: Probably R mature themes.

Summery: Liz isn't coping as well as everyone suspects.

A.N: My first Roswell fic so please be kind! Also I will try to get
the parts out as quickly as possible and hope to have this finished
within the next 2 weeks, but due to the nature of the content and
the fact that some of it is a little close to home. It's not the
easiest to write, so please bear with me.

Feedback: Please! Please! Please! Suggestions, praise, critique,
anything!

Maria watched Liz sadly as she sat in homeroom. Something was
definitely up. She sat with her head down staring dejectedly at her
hands and their chewed fingernails. Her unwashed and unbrushed hair
hung down past her chest surrounding her head in a curtain of
darkness so her face was barely visible. She was surprised no one
else had noticed especially Isobel, for Liz's attire clearly broke
all the rules for acceptable dress. She wore a green long sleeved
shirt and purple overalls, with blue sneakers and one red and one
black sock. Now Maria was all for expressing one's individuality
through unique clothing but this was a bit much, especially
considering it was Liz! Liz always paid great care to how she
looked, she laid her clothes out the night before each day and
always made sure to factor in things like the weather, phys ed, or
whatever was planned for after school. Now here it was at 60 degrees
outside and she was covered from head to toe, it just didn't make
sense!

The bell rang for class and she watched as the movement around took
awhile to register to the usually observant Liz. Then she picked up
her books, hugging them to her chest and scurried off without even
acknowledging Maria. Something was definitely up.

Maria heaved a sigh of relief as she finished washing up the dishes
after the Crashdown closing. Michael hadn't showed up as usual
<typical> she groaned. "Hi Maria" Liz said quietly "Here let me
help" she picked up the tub of dirty bowls and headed to the
sink. "Geezes Liz, how can you wear that in this weather?" she
indicated to the long sleeved white singlet Liz wore under her
uniform. Liz shrugged "I don't know I guess I've just been feeling
the cold more lately." She glanced downwards. "Are you sure your
feeling ok, chica?" Maria put her palm on Liz's forehead. "Oh, yeah,
I'm fine!" Liz blurted out enthusiastically, then as if noticing how
that sounded, added "I guess I'm just a little stressed."

Maria gave her a knowing smile. "Well hey, you might wanna roll up
those sleeves since your going to be shoving your hands into this …
disgusting liquid that resembles water"

"NO!" Liz grabbed the cuffs of her sleeves.

Maria looked at her strangely "I-it's just I-it doesn't matter if
this top gets ruined it's old." She laughed.

Maria looked at her for a second before shaking her head "Whatever
babe."

They continued working on the bowls and when they were done Liz went
to grab the large tub of dirty plates. She was halfway across the
kitchen when Maria heard a crash behind her, she turned around to
find Liz out cold on the floor. "OH MY GOD LIZ! OH MY GOD! LIZ CHICA
YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP!" Maria began to shake Liz.

Liz moaned and slowly opened her eyes "Maria?" she asked weakly her
eyes swerved to take in her surroundings until she realized what had
happened. "Oh Maria I'm sorry" she began to get up

"NO! Liz just lay there a sec and rest, you just fainted!"

"Really it's ok it's been happening a lot" Liz gasped realizing her
mistake.

"What did you just say?" Liz knew that voice, it was the quiet
before the storm, and it was Maria's last shed of sanity before went
off yelling on an unstoppable tirade. She had to reassure her now
but how?

"Nothing! Probably just a little delirious" she let out a fake
laugh. She could tell by the look in Maria's eyes that she hadn't
bought it. She gulped in fear of what as about to come.

Maria took a deep ready to drill Liz on her last comment when she
noticed the look in her friend's eyes <fear> Since when was Liz
afraid of her? Since when was Liz afraid of anything? Something was
defiantly up.

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Part 2

Maria sat on Liz's bed gently stroking her hair. After she'd passed
out Maria brought her up the stairs to her house, helped her change
and put her to bed. There had been so many questions she wanted to
ask, she'd wanted Liz to talk to her, confide in her, like they
always did.

Liz fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. That was half an
hour ago and Maria was still sitting beside her. She surveyed her
friend's face; it was tinged gray and her cheeks were hollowed
making her cheekbones stick out like bike handles. Her eyes were red
and puffy, obviously from constant crying. Maria could tell her
friend was hurting, why wouldn't she let her in? "Please let me help
Liz." She whispered as her own eyes glazed over with tears and she
bent down and kissed her friend's forehead. That's when she saw it.
Liz's journal was protruding out from under her pillow <no way! Liz
always hides her journal so well! In our 12 years as friends I've
never been able to find it! Liz is getting sloppy.> Maria's hand
hovered over the book she knew would hold the answers to all her
questions. She knew she would be invading Liz's privacy and if she
ever found out she'd be furious, but she was doing it because she
was worried, because she wanted to help, so that would probably make
it ok, right? She reached out her hand and clutched the red book
before bringing it quickly to her chest, all the time watching Liz
for any sign of waking. She slowly stood and tip toed towards the
door. It wouldn't be wise to read it right there in Liz's bedroom
for she could wake up any second, but she couldn't take it home
because she wouldn't get it back to Liz's till tomorrow afternoon at
the earliest and it was very likely Liz would want it before then.
So she decided to take it downstairs and read it in the restaurant,
then return it before she headed home.

Maria leafed through the journal in awe. She held in her hands
something so sacred, something she was sure was the key to her
friend's suffering and now she could unlock it. <OK Maria, calm
down, this starts a couple of years ago so let's just read the
recent stuff to find out what's up. The stuff before that would be
considered an unnecessary invasion of privacy.> Maria had to
exercise great self control to flip through to the last entry and
not stop along the way. She finally found the last entry and began
to read.

She must have sat there for at least an hour, just reading and
reflecting. Many emotions reflected on her face; pain, confusion,
fear, anger, helplessness, despair and concern. By the time she was
finished tears streaked town her face as unchecked sobs burst from
her throat. <Oh Liz! Please no! Hang on babe! I have to make Max
read this. I know he still cares about Liz after he reads this he'll
go to Liz and be all Romeo-ish and then everything will be ok,
everything will be ok.> she chanted in her head as she got in her
car and headed to the Evans'.

Max lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. He
couldn't stop seeing Kyle in Liz's bed and the pain gnawed at his
very being. It was an image he would never be able to get out of his
head. No matter how much time he spent around Tess. Tess was ok, he
liked her enough, but she was no Liz. She was just a panacea for the
pain. As cruel as it sounded, Tess was only a convenient
distraction. He heard a rapping on his window. He turned to go open
it ready to tell Tess he was busy, he really didn't feel like seeing
her now. He was shocked when he opened the window to see a
bedraggled Maria staring back at him. Shocked he opened the window
and stepped aside.

"I'm only highly traumatized so don't bother trying to help me or
anything" she she moaned.

Taken aback, Max helped her through the window. "What can I do for
you Maria?" he asked

"Read this" she demanded pushing the open book into his chest.

He took it and sat down "Is this Liz's journal? How did you get
this?"

"I borrowed it from under her pillow."

"Maria, we shouldn't be reading this, it's private."

"No Max! you have to read it! I'm really worried about Liz. Please!"

Max sighed and settled himself on his bed to read, Maria took the
chair.

Journal entry for today (I can't seem to remember dates anymore, I
mean I have a hard enough time remembering the days of the week so,
just deal.)

I think I'm dead.

But how can that be you ask? I'm the perfect Liz Parker, honor
student and the apple of her parent's eyes. I'm the textbook version
of every adult's dream teen, respectful, smart, hard working, there
are no dark shadows on Liz Parker.

Everyone in Roswell only knows this side of me, the public persona I
permit them to see. They've put me up on a pedestal and no one
dreamed I would fall.

I'm not sure exactly when I died, I think it might have started when
the Czechoslovakians finally found out their destiny and I found out
Max's wasn't with me. Yes, that's when it started, I started dying
that afternoon and have been fading away ever since. No one's
noticed of course, I'm the perfect Liz Parker how can anything be
wrong with me? I'm the pillar of our group, the one who keeps
everyone, especially Maria, sane throughout this fucked up life. The
pillar is always strong, always there, dependable, the pillar's not
allowed to break. WELL WHY NOT? Everyone knows me to be so perfect
and strong, it's unconceivable that I would break, But they're
wrong, they're all wrong, I'm not strong, not strong at all. I see
my darling Max walking hand in hand with that bitch Tess and pain
rockets through me in tortuous waves. Now whenever Max speaks to me
he uses that icy cold tone that cuts right through my heart. He has
every right to hate me, although it tears me up inside. Let me
explain what happened: One night I got a visit from Max, not my Max
but a Max from 15 years in the future. He used the Granolith to
travel back in time. He told me that Max and I stay together and
elope at 19 but this makes Tess leave and because she leaves the
royal 4 aren't strong enough to fight their enemies. In 15 years
time there's a huge war on Earth between some evil aliens and us. We
loose because without Tess the others aren't strong enough to fight.
He said that before he came he held Michael dying in his arms and
Isobel died 2 weeks earlier. The world ends because he wasn't with
Tess. So he asked me to help him fall out of love with me; to get my
Max to fall out of love with me. So I tried setting up him and Tess
on a date, I gave her a book by his favorite author to talk about.
But it didn't work, he found out a came and kissed me, it hurt so
much to have to pull away and be strong. So then I went and told him
that I wouldn't die for him and that I didn't want to be with him,
which was a complete lie, but that didn't work either. Then I was
talking to Maria and she said that when she caught Michael with
Courtney she knew she could never forgive him, so I knew that's what
I had to do. Future Max told me that my Max would come to my room on
Friday night to get me to go to the Gomez concert, so I got Kyle and
set it up so that when Max came he would see me in bed with Kyle. It
worked. The look of pain on his sweet face pulled my heart right out
of my chest. Now Max Evans hates me. I never knew it was possible to
feel a pain like this. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm missing a
limb, no not a limb, a torso. I have this gaping wound in my soul
that not even alien superpowers could heal. Whenever I see my Max I
just want to throw myself at his feet and beg him to love me, please
love me! I can't blame him, I mean he thinks I slept with Kyle and
not to mention Tess is way prettier then me! I never thought I was
beautiful but when I saw myself through Max's eyes I began to
believe that it was possible for someone to think I was. But now I
know I was deluding myself. I `m not pretty or beautiful. I'm plain
at best. I was dreaming. Oh Max! Why did you have to be so
wonderful? I love you and miss you so much!

Sometimes I cut myself just to see the blood. The adrenaline is a
sudden rush of feelings for me. I need the pain; Because if I can
focus on the pain on the outside, I don't have to feel the pain on
the inside. I use the pocketknife I gave Max for his birthday, which
he gave back to me before going to New York with Tess. It seems to
make sense. Sometimes I lie on the floor because I don't have the
energy to get into bed; I'm in this dark place, shadows of pain
surround and suffocate me. It is during these times that I
contemplate pushing the cold blade just a little bit deeper. I
borrowed a book from the library on the circulatory system and
learnt that there is a prominent vein that runs right from your
heart to your ring finger and it's really close to the skin on the
underside of your wrist. I also looked up other ways on the
Internet. It would be so easy, while I'm riding my bike along the
side of the road to just swerve into oncoming traffic. It would look
like an accident and the best part; all this pain would finally be
over.

I wonder, would anybody even notice? Would anybody even care? I mean
I know Maria and Alex will cry, but they've got Michael and Isobel
to help them through it. Michael and Isobel will be a bit sad but
mostly due to the effect it will have on their significant others.
My parents will be devastated. I'm sorry mum and dad; sorry I could
be everything you dreamed for me. I'm sorry I couldn't be a better
daughter. I ruined your only chance for having a child. I'm so
sorry, please don't hate me. and now I come to Max, will Max be sad?
Will he miss me? who am I kidding? He has Tess now. And Tess? Well
congratulations Tess you've won.

Max had tears in his eyes. My God! What had he done? His poor Liz!
She'd been through so much for him, for the world and he'd been
really horrible to her. Now he might loose her. He had to do
something.

"Well?" Maria asked

"Thankyou for bringing this to me." he said he walked over and
handed the journal to her "How do you plan on getting this back
before it's missed?"

"Well, I wasn't going to worry about that, I mean, your going to
confront her right?" she demanded.

"W-well I wasn't planning on it." He replied

"WHAT!" she screeched and marched up to him "YOUR-SUP-POSED-TO-GO-
AND-FIX-EV-ER-Y-THING." She pounded his chest with her fists "YOU'RE
A REALLY BAD ROMEO, YOU KNOW." She concluded

"What" he asked puzzled

"GO AND FIX IT!" she pointed to the window.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know!, anything! Max I'm really worried something has to be
done."

"Your right" he sighed "We've got to do something before it's too
late."

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"I wish I knew what we could do" Max said. "I mean, we can’t just go over
there and say ‘hi Liz we read you journal now promise to go back to normal’"

"I know, I guess, coz you’ve always been so romantic it seemed like the 2 of
you could get through anything. I’m sorry I came over here bullying you, I
just hate to see Liz like this." Maria’s eyes filled with tears.

"It’s ok Maria" Max put his hand on her shoulder "I’m glad you came. If you
hadn’t I wouldn’t have known all this."

"Known all what?" Isobel stormed into the room and made herself comfortable
on Max’s bed.

Max and Maria looked uncomfortable.

"Hi Maria" she looked at her quizzically "What are you doing here?"

Maria and Max looked at each other.

"We’re worried about Liz." Max replied

"Yeah I have noticed she’s been dressing really badly lately." Isobel added.

"Maybe you should read this" Maria handed Isobel the book. She didn’t like
to do this to Liz but if saving her life meant a small invasion of privacy,
then that’s what she was willing to do.

Isobel’s eyes scanned over the pages. "God! Guys this is serious." Isobel
told them.

"We know that, we just don’t know what to do about it." Maria said
frustrated.

"OK guys, I know you want to help but you can’t go playing the hero. Guys
after reading this we can’t assume that Liz is in a logical or rational
state of mind."

"Isobel she’s not crazy!" Max replied angrily

"No she’s not Max" Isobel said trying to calm her brother "but she’s been
hurting herself, she wants to kill herself. She’s not crazy, but she’s not
stable either." Isobel tried to make her brother understand. Her eyes
softened and she reached for his hand "The sooner you accept it, the sooner
you can help her. Both of you." She added glancing at Maria.

Max looked at his sister, then his eyes welled with tears and he nodded,
before falling into her arms.

Maria’s own eyes became wet and she glanced down "Should we tell the
others?" she asked quietly "Alex and Michael?"

"I don’t want this going all round town. As far as we know we’re the only
ones who know anything’s wrong." Max sat up.

"Except for Liz herself." Isobel added.

"She’s been hiding all of this so well" Maria whispered, staring at the
carpet "I’m her best friend and even I didn’t notice. I’m a really bad best
friend!" the shock finally wore off and she broke down into sobs.

Isobel and Max got off the bed and walked towards her. "No you’re not
Maria." Max said. "You did notice something was wrong and that is why you
read her diary. Then you came over hear in the middle of the night because
you were concerned. Those are the actions of a wonderful best friend." He
smiled at her.

"And I agree that we should tell Alex and Michael." Isobel added "Alex has
known Liz forever and he cares deeply for her. It’s only fair that he knows.
And we should tell Michael; this is going to be trying on all of us and we
need to support each other."

"What about Tess?" Maria asked awkwardly.

"Leave Tess out of this." Max said forcefully

"You can’t still love her!?" Maria asked in disbelief.

"I never loved Tess. I meant I don’t want to involve her in this. As far as
this matter is concerned, she’s not one of the group."

"I don’t think she’ll be so happy about that" Isobel added.

"I don’t care about Tess. All I care about is my Liz."

Maria smiled in approval.

"OK so we should probably meet with the others soon hopefully tonight." Said
Isobel.

"You mean this morning" Maria glanced at her watch.

"I’ll call Michael." Max said as he headed to his phone.

"Then I’ll call Alex." Maria volunteered.

15 minutes later Michael and Alex were sitting in Max’s bedroom.

"It’s a good thing our folks are out of town or we would have been so busted
with all the noise we’ve been making." Commented Isobel.

"Oh I just remembered! Liz’s parents are out of town as well!" Maria gasped.

"Yeah where is Liz?" asked Michael "and Tess"

"Forget about Tess. Liz is who we needed to speak to you about." Answered
Isobel.

Maria took the floor "Listen, have you guys noticed Liz acting differently
lately?"

"Well she’s been pretty down about the whole you know, break up thing" Alex
replied.

"We all acknowledge this is my fault" Max muttered.

"What’s your fault?" asked Michael

Max sighed before sharing a look with the girls, "Why don’t you 2 take a
moment to read this" he handed them the journal.

"Do I have to?" Michael whined.

"YES!" Maria replied sternly. Something in her countenance made Michael
realize this was serious. He began to read over Alex’s shoulder.

"Jeez!" Alex exclaimed and put the book down. Michael ran a hand through his
hair.

"I think we should talk to a professional." Alex stated.

"What do you mean?" Max asked.

"I mean speak to someone who’s learned and experienced in the field of human
psychology. A counselor, or something."

"No way. It’s too risky" said Michael "we don’t want to draw attention to
ourselves."

"Michael’s right." Max sighed "If we go to the school counselor it will only
draw attention to ourselves and the school will be watching us like a hawk."

"Who said anything about the school counselor?" said Alex

"Well it’s the only place other than like, an expensive psychiatrist’s and
they take forever to get into, not to mention you need a prescription from a
doctor." Answered Isobel.

"Not necessarily." Said Alex. "The youth hostel" he began

"You mean the place with all the video games and free food? I go there
often" asked Michael.

"Yes" he answered "the staff there are all trained counselors. We could go
in and speak to one of them."

"How would we do that?" Max asked.

"I guess you’d just walk in there and start talking." Replied Michael. "Come
to think of it, I often did see kids in there crying with the adults or off
talking in some corner. I guess they get it a lot."

"So when can we go?" asked Maria

"How bout tomorrow?" asked Max

"Does anyone have any objections to missing school?" asked Isobel.

The group shook their heads.

"But what about Liz?" asked Maria "Should we let her go to school tomorrow?"

"I think it’s best if we don’t confront her until we speak to one of these
people." Replied Max "We’ll go to the Crashdown at 4."

"Liz isn’t working tomorrow, it’s just me." said Maria.

"Great so do think you could not open tomorrow?" asked Max "what with the
Parker’s away and all."

"Yeah no prob."

"Right, so why don’t we all go home and meet here tomorrow at 10." Said Max.

The others agreed and climbed out the window. Max and Isobel were left
standing in his room. She reached over and hugged her brother. "It will be
ok Max." she whispered "You’ll see."

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tewijirimo1336 <tewijirimo1336@...>

Hi, does anyone know where I can find any fics that meet these
criterias? I've been searching forever and I'm coming up empty!
1. Max/Liz or Michael/Maria that deal with one of the girls getting
pregnant.
2. Any Isabel/Jesse fanfic.
3. Any fic that deals with a serious issue such as suicide, drugs,
mental illness etc.
4. Any fic portraying Tess, Kyle and Jim Valenti as a family.
I'm sorry if this is out of line but any help would be greatly
appreciated!