Title: What's Simple is True
Author: R.J. Knight or Eri Devereux
Rating: G
Description: Short fic. Came to me cause I was bored outta my mind and I
was listening to Jewel's "Spirit" and the song "Absence of
Fear" and "What's Simple is True" (Hence the title)
Distribution: Ask First.
Notes: Ummmm . . . none at the mo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Max, Liz, Maria, or Michael. I do not own the song
"What's Simple is True" . . . I just play with words and weave stories around
a web of intricate characters . . . I just hope I do them justice.
She felt his presence. Behind her, beside her. Always. Liz Parker
walked through the throngs of people, but she could feel his eyes. Even
though he had said they could never be together, the fact that he still
wanted, that *she* still wanted. It wasn't going to change. It was that
simple. And what's simple is true? Right?
Max saw her approaching and he turned his eyes downward, examining the
intricate swirls of cotton in his sweater, hoping she hadn't noticed. It
could never be. Max Evans knew that now. It was quite simple. She cleared
her throat and Max looked up, catching her dark eyes, about the same time his
breath caught in his throat. His heart stopping just looking at her. Beauty
would always be hers. Not only physical, but inner beauty as well. Liz had
the most beautiful soul.
"Liz." he said simply, his eyes fearful, worried. Liz's heart was
breaking again, just standing this close to him, a span of a few steps
between them. How she wanted to bridge the gap between them, to have him
take her in his arms, to kiss him. She looked up at him, and her eyes filled
with tears again, but she shook them away.
"Max . . . um . . . look, I was wondering. " she trailed off as another
voice cut in.
"Hey Liz, how's it going?" Michael Guerin had caught the two again . . .
but this time, his eyes weren't closed to the pain that both of them were
feeling. They were alienating themselves from one another because of what
had happened. Because of what he had done, and Michael couldn't help but
feel guilty about that. Who was to say that they should be apart simply
because they were two different species? It happened everyday, didn't it?
Liz looked at Michael and nodded vaguely. "It's fine Michael, just fine.
How are you?" she questioned, concern in her eyes . . . Max just stood
there, watching how the concern for the welfare of his friend blossomed in
her eyes. So caring. . . so damned beautiful.
Michael shrugged. "I'm good. Thanks to you." he said and Liz furrowed
her brows, confused.
"Me?"
Michael nodded and looked at Max. "If she hadn't talked to Eddie, I
don't think they'd ever let you see River Dog, and well . . . let's just say I
wouldn't be walking and talking today." he said as he spotted Maria at her
locker down the hallway. He grinned at the two of them. "C'mon . . . Carpe
Diem, isn't that the saying! Why restrain yourselves now? It may hurt in
the end, but look at how you're treating each other now." he said as he
bounded off down the hallway to embrace Maria.
Liz swallowed visibly as she turned back to Max, her eyes filled with
sorrow. "Max, please." she whispered, drawing closer. "You're pushing me
away, and I can't stand it. I can't stand to be this far from you." Max
looked at her, and he couldn't stop himself as he came forward.
It was as if time stopped. Liz could feel nothing but Max's warm breath
on her face as he stood in front of her, as they stood there looking into one
another's eyes. Hearts beating, pulses racing beneath pallid skin . . . a
spell of love woven between the two before time began. It wasn't going to be
easy. No. But then, what was *ever* easy? Especially when it came to love.
But before these two were ever born, the Powers that Be had decided that
they were to have a love that would last until every last star turned cold.
And as they gave into the passion, the love that suffused them both . . . Liz
Parker and Max Evans knew that nothing would ever keep them apart again.
That together, they could face anything . . . and they would . . .Because their
love was simple and true . . . and together they would always be. It was that
simple.
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Author: R.J. Knight or Eri Devereux
Rating: G
Description: Short fic. Came to me cause I was bored outta my mind and I
was listening to Jewel's "Spirit" and the song "Absence of
Fear" and "What's Simple is True" (Hence the title)
Distribution: Ask First.
Notes: Ummmm . . . none at the mo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Max, Liz, Maria, or Michael. I do not own the song
"What's Simple is True" . . . I just play with words and weave stories around
a web of intricate characters . . . I just hope I do them justice.
She felt his presence. Behind her, beside her. Always. Liz Parker
walked through the throngs of people, but she could feel his eyes. Even
though he had said they could never be together, the fact that he still
wanted, that *she* still wanted. It wasn't going to change. It was that
simple. And what's simple is true? Right?
Max saw her approaching and he turned his eyes downward, examining the
intricate swirls of cotton in his sweater, hoping she hadn't noticed. It
could never be. Max Evans knew that now. It was quite simple. She cleared
her throat and Max looked up, catching her dark eyes, about the same time his
breath caught in his throat. His heart stopping just looking at her. Beauty
would always be hers. Not only physical, but inner beauty as well. Liz had
the most beautiful soul.
"Liz." he said simply, his eyes fearful, worried. Liz's heart was
breaking again, just standing this close to him, a span of a few steps
between them. How she wanted to bridge the gap between them, to have him
take her in his arms, to kiss him. She looked up at him, and her eyes filled
with tears again, but she shook them away.
"Max . . . um . . . look, I was wondering. " she trailed off as another
voice cut in.
"Hey Liz, how's it going?" Michael Guerin had caught the two again . . .
but this time, his eyes weren't closed to the pain that both of them were
feeling. They were alienating themselves from one another because of what
had happened. Because of what he had done, and Michael couldn't help but
feel guilty about that. Who was to say that they should be apart simply
because they were two different species? It happened everyday, didn't it?
Liz looked at Michael and nodded vaguely. "It's fine Michael, just fine.
How are you?" she questioned, concern in her eyes . . . Max just stood
there, watching how the concern for the welfare of his friend blossomed in
her eyes. So caring. . . so damned beautiful.
Michael shrugged. "I'm good. Thanks to you." he said and Liz furrowed
her brows, confused.
"Me?"
Michael nodded and looked at Max. "If she hadn't talked to Eddie, I
don't think they'd ever let you see River Dog, and well . . . let's just say I
wouldn't be walking and talking today." he said as he spotted Maria at her
locker down the hallway. He grinned at the two of them. "C'mon . . . Carpe
Diem, isn't that the saying! Why restrain yourselves now? It may hurt in
the end, but look at how you're treating each other now." he said as he
bounded off down the hallway to embrace Maria.
Liz swallowed visibly as she turned back to Max, her eyes filled with
sorrow. "Max, please." she whispered, drawing closer. "You're pushing me
away, and I can't stand it. I can't stand to be this far from you." Max
looked at her, and he couldn't stop himself as he came forward.
It was as if time stopped. Liz could feel nothing but Max's warm breath
on her face as he stood in front of her, as they stood there looking into one
another's eyes. Hearts beating, pulses racing beneath pallid skin . . . a
spell of love woven between the two before time began. It wasn't going to be
easy. No. But then, what was *ever* easy? Especially when it came to love.
But before these two were ever born, the Powers that Be had decided that
they were to have a love that would last until every last star turned cold.
And as they gave into the passion, the love that suffused them both . . . Liz
Parker and Max Evans knew that nothing would ever keep them apart again.
That together, they could face anything . . . and they would . . .Because their
love was simple and true . . . and together they would always be. It was that
simple.
Fini