A/N: Here is the sequel to all of you who want to read it. I thought I got a good response from the first one, and I honestly think this one is turning out better. I have the first several chapters written, and I want to see how it is going to do. SO PLEASE read and review and let me know, if I should keep writing or not. I love all of the reviews, thanks for all your support with the first one.

Chapter 1

"Michael, Michael." Maria shook him lightly, but when that didn't work she hit him upside the head, hard. "MICHAEL!"

Michael sat up quickly and brought his hand to his head. "Damnet Maria, what was that for?" he turned to glare at her in the darkness, and he could see her white teeth standing out in the darkness in a smile.

"Time to get up or you will be late for work." She said, getting up to walk over to flip the light on.

Michael groaned and flopped back down on the bed, but he miss-judged and his head hit the headboard with a loud crack. He yelled out, and quickly sat up.

Maria stood at the door, she was trying hard not to laugh, but she couldn't hold it in any longer, and she busted out laughing.

Michael stood up and walked into the bathroom, glaring at Maria the whole time. He shut the door to the bathroom a little more forcefully than usual, and stared in the mirror. His hair was sticking straight up and he had a crease across his face from the pillow.

He ran his hand over his face and shook his head, trying to wake himself up. He looked at the bathroom clock and sighed when he saw that it read 5:30. I have to get a different job. He thought to himself before turning on the water to the shower.

Maria shuffled into the kitchen and got out a pan to start some eggs. She normally went back to bed after Michael woke up, but she figured she could make him breakfast, since he hit his head and all.

She stood in front of the stove, mixing the eggs, when she heard the shower shut off. She looked at the clock it read 5:50 and she sighed. She didn't even use to have to wake him up, but after he blew up 4 alarm clocks she figured it would be cheaper to just get up.

Michael came into the kitchen his shirt wasn't tucked in, or buttoned. His hair was still wet from the shower, and his shoestrings hit the floor with a "click" every time he took a step.

"Morning sunshine." Maria said carrying over the pan of eggs in one hand and a plate of toast in the other.

Michael mumbled a "thanks" and dug in. He took a few bites of egg and then took a big swig of orange juice. "You know only 5 more years of this and I get promoted." He said sarcastically.

Maria looked at him, "Hey Liz's dad offered you a job back at the Crash Down, and you turned it down, said you would rather work security again than flip burgers." She gave him a knowing look, "Looks like you got what you asked for, working security."

Michael took the last bite of eggs, and drank the last bit of orange juice. "Yeah, well shoot me." He stood up and grabbed the car keys off the key rack by the door. He walked back over to Maria and gave her a quick kiss, before leaving for work.

Maria collected the dishes off the table, and put them in the dishwasher. Once the kitchen was cleaned up she went to go take a shower. She had the day off work, and was going to see if the girls wanted to hang out.

Liz was in the nursery holding a very fussy Sawyer. He was 10 months old, and was usually a happy baby. She held him rocking him back and forth she could hardly believe how big he was.

Her thoughts drifted back to when he was born. They left the hospital when he was only 5 hours old, and went running for their lives again.

The special unit had come back and was looking for them, but luckily Jesse had warned them about it.

The group had to make the decision of running and spending there whole lives watching behind their backs, or fighting and take the risk of never seeing each other again.

They had decided to fight, and Liz had died in the process. Max was out doing surveillance and when he came back it was too late, but when he picked up Sawyer he felt this powerful boost of power, and was able to bring Liz back.

After that Liz and Max sent her mom and dad and Maria's mom with Jesse, Sawyer, and Maria to a safe place. They didn't know if they would ever see them again, but needless to say that they won.

Her thoughts wandered back to the present when she saw Max standing in the doorway. His hair was messed up, and he didn't have a shirt on. His hand was propped up in the doorway and she imagined that was the only thing holding him up.

"I can't get him to calm down." Liz said looking down at her crying son.

Max stumbled over through the darkness and took him from her. "Go ahead, I can rock him awhile, you have been up all night." Liz handed him Sawyer willingly and went into the bedroom.

She lay there listening to Sawyer crying, she could hear Max softly talking to him, and she smiled. She turned over and saw 4:45 blazing in red through the darkness on their alarm clock. That was the last thing she remembered seeing before drifting off into dreamland.

Liz was dreaming peacefully, her dreams were on all of her friends and family. They were all laughing and having a good time when a scream pierced through it.

Liz felt her dream shift from that happy place to a place that was dark, cold, and creepy. She looked around and couldn't see anything except maybe a foot in front of her where the light was. It felt like she was standing underneath a spotlight. She called out, but no one answered. She was starting to panic when she heard a voice call through the darkness.

"Hello Liz." She recognized the voice, and was whipping her head around to see where it was coming from. It was silent for awhile, but then she heard it again. "Over here."

Liz turned around to where she heard the voice come from, and saw a tall form standing in the darkness. She squinted her eyes, and the form stepped into a stream of light.

Liz's mouth dropped open, and she held her hand up. "What are you doing here!" she screamed.

"I came for your baby Liz. I need him to get to where I need to be, and I will do anything for him. I came to make an offer. You can either give him to me, or die."

Liz narrowed her eyes, and stared, "Not much of an offer." She said sarcastically before sending a burst of power. She didn't see what happened because the vision/dream ended, and she lay there in a sweat, eyes wide open staring at their ceiling to their apartment.

Liz sat up breathing hard, hand to her chest. She got up out of bed and ran down the hallway to the nursery, she saw Max asleep in the rocking chair with Sawyer who was also sleeping soundly.

Liz ran out of the room once she was satisfied that Sawyer was safe. She ran to the phone and dialed the number quickly her fingers flying knowing the number by memory.

"Hello." The voice said groggily.

"We need to talk now! I'm coming over."