Ever wondered what would have happened if Maria hadn't walked in on Max and Liz during Sexual Healing. What if Max wasn't married to Tess. What is Nasado was evil. Here's what I think should have happened.

Chapter 1 - Liz-POV

I watched his hand move down my arm and saw the glowing trail that was following his fingertips.

"Max, do you understand any of this?" I asked, breathlessly.

"No"

"Can you take your shirt off?" I asked.

"Can I? Yeah"

I helped him take his shirt off slowly. His muscles where so sharply defined that couldn't believe my eyes. Then I moved my hand down his chest. I was disappointed to see that there was no glow.

"I can't do it to you."

"I'm glowing everywhere. My toes, my heart. You can't see it, it's on the inside."

He went to kiss me but something inside me stopped it.

"No, Max. We can't do this this."

At first he was surprised, but then he wasn't.

"I know" He whispered back to me.

Then something ran through my mind. The most stupid question I could ever ask. "Could I get sick?"

"I don't know anything. I don't even know who I am." He said in my ear.

"You know, the mark went away because you touched." I said. "Maybe it came because we were away for too long. That's really crazy. Maybe that would be a complete disaster."

"I can't ask you to do anything that might hurt you in any way." Said Max. I knew that he was afraid. He was afraid for me, for himself, and for all of us.

"I know."

"And I have no idea what that is, or what's right or wrong."

"I know. And you know things about me … that you shouldn't know. And my mother, who I love, is just going to kill me … if I don't die from this."

"You're right."

Then we were kissing. We were trying to kiss while we were talking but also trying to fight it. I loved kissing him. And the flashes were helping him, Michael anf Isabel to find out more about themselves. I knew it was right.

"I can't stop," I giggled.

Our kissing became more and more intense and we didn't want to stop. Max moved us to the couch and then I was lying down, with him on top of me.

"Max." I said, out of breath. "We can't. Not here."

"I know" he replied.

He got up off me and I missed the contact. Then he picked up his shirt and I helped him put it on, like I helped him take it off. We kept kissing each other and left Michael's apartment.

"Come on. Let's go somewhere quiet." he stated. Then we were in his car and on our way to a motel.