Collision 1

Alexander sat behind his father's desk annoyed that his 9:00 O'Clock was running late.

"Mr. Langley. Your 9:00 O'Clock is waiting," his father's Assistant's voice interrupted his internal ramblings. "Would you like me to send her in?"

"Yeah," he sighed impatiently.

Liz rushed through the doors of Mr. Langley's office five minutes late for her meeting. In such a

hurry as she was, she barely acknowledged the famous producer before taking a seat in front of his desk.

"I'm so sor…" she trailed off as she found herself looking into the face of her husbands.

Shocked beyond belief, Liz couldn't even pretend to keep her face neutral. Her mind went blank. She didn't know what to do. It didn't occur to her to run. She only sat there and stared at him, unnerved by the intense look in his eyes.

Alexander watched her unabashedly; she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. His eyes

followed her raven locks as she flipped them over her shoulder. Everything went in slow motion. Her luscious lips formed to say something. What? He didn't know. All he could focus on was the way they moved.

Liz watched him watch her. The way he gazed into her eyes felt so familiar to that of her beloveds

that for a moment she really believed. 'A shape-shifter,' she whispered to herself.

She was beginning to wonder if she had gone insane when a knock at the door gave her pause.

Alexander's gaze snapped from her alluring lips to her brown orbs. 'Did she say shape-shifter' he

wondered fleetingly. He dismissed the ridiculous thought.

Although, the way she looked at him said differently. "Do you know-" he started. The sound of the

office door slamming against the wall caught his attention.

Liz was once again questioning her sanity as she looked up at the intruder. "Tess?" she whispered.

'No, Not Tess,' she thought to herself as she heard the girls voice. 'If not Tess, than whom?' she wondered.

"I don't believe you," she heard the other girl shout.

"Ava," he warned as he briefly brought his gaze back to Liz.

"Damn it Xan! You can't keep doing this."

"Ava, I'm in the middle of a meeting," she heard him say as she tried to get her feet to move. For whatever reason they couldn't. No matter how much she wanted them to. 'What the hell?' she wondered silently.

Seeing a vision of her husband and a girl she hadn't seen in years fighting had to be the most absurd thing that had ever happened to her. Was this a joke? It had to be, what other explanation could there be for the scene playing out in front of her. She didn't appear to be in any real danger. And despite her growing need to run, she didn't feel threatened at all. They didn't even seem to notice her.

"We are not having this conversation here," he whispered harshly.

"Why not," Ava cried out.

"Because I'm …"

"I'm just going to go" Liz interrupted, happy her voice hadn't abandoned her like her feet apparently had. Her words must have registered somewhere because the next thing she knew she was outside of his office looking for the quickest way out of Langley Productions.

But today must have been a day for strange occurrences, for when she opened the lobby doors, she looked into the face of Isabel Evans.