Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the concept of the story and the words that I used to write this fic.
Author: D.A
Rating: T
Pairing: MiM, AI, ML and KT
Summary: Tess POV. Read it and see!
Author's note: I wanted to do a happy fic as my first post so here it is, a little fluff piece.
They slept. They were safe. No enemies had found them and for now they slept in peace. I look down at the twins Kayla, and Trey. Children I never thought I would have, not with this man. I look around at the material possessions that surround me. Possessions that bind us closer together.
There are clothes scattered around. I busy myself folding, cleaning the mess, humming a lullaby all the while. I stop, it amazes me, my domestication. I never though I would be so satisfied with this. Taking care of my children, being loved by him.
I glow. That's what he tells me, when I lay next to him in bed and he runs his hand through my hair, he tells me that I glow. And I laugh and I kiss him and we trim the lamp of wisdom.
We reserve Mondays for the park. Kyle likes the swings the best, the twins like the seesaw. But I like the merry go round I like the confusion, the spinning, the dizziness.
It was here that Max healed a bird. It was here that he became different. So it's symbolic that it was here in the Roswell Memorial Park that I too became different.
We were in the Crashdown, sitting at their usual booth. I watched as Max pretended to be interested in me when all the while his eyes were following her. Elizabeth Parker. I'm not a fool, I have eyes.
In that moment it hit home. The task I was set, the task I had set myself. The lines blur but here was a line I could not cross. All my life I'd been told this one thing, that there was one man who loved me and it was my destiny, my fate, my right, to be with him. But this man no longer existed. I was supposed to be with Max, he was supposed to give me a child and we were supposed to rule Antar. He was my soulmate, he was incomplete without me and he needed me. We would go to Antar and we would belong there as I never have on this planet. But Max never wanted or needed me. He used me, he accepted me but he never wanted or needed me the way he does her. My world had shattered.
I was never going to be enough, I was destined to fail. I became angry, such a small word for such a passionate emotion. I hated them and more specifically I hated her.
I was tired of watching Max and Liz watching each other. Pretending that they didn't need each other. I was tired of trying to get something that would never be mine to have. So I walked. Somehow I ended up at the park.
My life was pointless.
But Kyle Valenti had followed me. My eyes were closed and I heard him say my name. My eyes snapped open, and all I could think about was that he was human, he was the one who took Max away from me. I hated him with an intensity I can't begin to describe. I hit him. I balled up my fists and hit him again and again. Until I collapsed from exhaustion, crying.
I let all my anger out on Kyle, he was simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. Or was he?
I was clinging to him with a desperation that should not have been there. I wanted him, I desired him with an intensity that should have been for Max; not a human, with all these conflicting interests, desires, needs. All this strange ickyness, emotions, thoughts.
I stared up at him, he who was so different from all that I knew. He told me that my life wasn't worthless, he told me that he knew what is was like to be burdened, he told me he knew what it was like to fail.
Then he told me that he loved me. He said that he would wait for me.
He said that he would be mine.
