Title: Petal of Hope
Authors:AngelBrunette10@aol.com-A Rose Is True Blue and talena59@lycos.com-Talena
Category: Crossover between Angel the Series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Roswell
Summary: Destiny has denied them of their love, Fate has given them another chance...
Dedications: We both agree to dedicate this to Gaudy, and hopefully she will be reading this even though it is M/L. Hey, if it makes it easier, pretend Max is Michael and vice versa...
Authors Notes: We want to thank anyone reading this and just to remind everyone that we own nothing except the plot and any characters that you don't recognize...I mean we might occasionally borrow Angel, Michael, Kyle, Max, Alex, and anyone else that pops into our minds that we want to torture...hey pretend you didn't just read that.
On with the fic...
Hard times are fallin' on you
Even when you smile
I see the hurt come through
Prologue: Somewhere In Between
The sun's rays, bright and welcoming, showered the earth with its heat, promising warmth to all it touched. The passing breeze blew silently across the vast emptiness, bringing with it, voices and whispers from distant lands. Looking over the horizon, the brilliantly lit colors of the sky with warm hues of pink, yellow, orange, and red danced in the sun's magnificent glow. Warmth. So close, so very close, yet so far, so distant and unattainable to the one whom had the ability of warmth, who had lost the will of hope not so long ago.
The serenity and comforting warmth swarming around her did little calm her raging soul as she waited for the frostiness of the promising darkness to overcome.
The breeze had brought a sort of balm with its cool promise, that touched her soul, just for that one single moment, she could feel again, the calmness of the breeze made her feel something rather then numbness that had taken her life once the warmth had retreated in surrender.
These feelings, this new sense of darkness, the feeling of drowning had taken over life not more than a mere three days ago. The deafening silence was penetrated only with the memories of that night three days ago, and another night not more than a few weeks before. Two nights that had taken away from her the happiness which she had been cruelly blessed but had taken away on limb by Fate's cruel hand. So much had happened, so many words uttered, so many tears cried, so many hearts broken ten times over. The words of her love played in her mind as he took away the only thing she had left of him.
Her brown eyes shut as a new wave of tears hit her.
-Flashback-
"Hi."
"You said...you wanted to be friends...and I thought about it . And...I realized that...that I can't be friends with you because...I'm still hanging on...to you. To what we had. So...I decided to make a clean break. Here." He handed her the small gift she had given him. Tears welled in her chest as he spoke the words. She had hoped that he wouldn't of had to do that...that it wouldn't have turned out this way.
But it did.
-End Flashback-
'You never know what you have until it's gone.' Some think the saying is true. And it is...for some people. The stubborn ones. But she knew what she had. She had realized it a long time ago. The person who spoke those words must have suffered some terrible heartache, something out of a Shakesphere play. But this was real life, not some stupid play.
-Flashback-
"Max, this is yours. I gave it to you last Christmas."
"I'm giving it back. I'm...I'm going to New York with Rath and Lonnie and...and Tess...to the summit." Max replied, his voice soft. I looked down at the knife, and clenched it in my hands. I tried to hold back tears rising, and keep my voice steady."Are you gonna come back?"
"I don't know. I can't think that far ahead."
When he turned to leave, I wanted to do something. Jump up and kiss him silly, or yell at him for treating me like I was some stranger. But I was...even to myself. Who was I?
"Wait, um, Max...um...when...when you're at the summit, the granilith, ok? It's powerful, and it could be really dangerous if the wrong people get their hands on it."
"What are you talking about? How do you know anything about the granilith?" Max demanded, turning quickly. His amber eyes glowed with curiousity, but also anger. I flinched and tried to find my voice. "Oh...I can't tell you. But I just...I know, and...please, Max. You have to trust me."
"I guess that's the problem, Liz." As he turned around again, I stood watching in shock. Those 6 words broke me. And I knew I had to get away..fast.
-End Flashback-
So here she was, Little Lizzie Parker, running away from home. Well, not really running, more like leaving for a while without telling her parents. But she needed this, the freedom to move around, the rush of doing whatever she wanted and whenever, the change of scenery, the new people. All in all, she needed to live. Without the fate of the world on her shoulders, without a life threatening secret to conceal, without Max Evans in her life. She had told no one of her departure, for if she had it would have defeated the purpose of her leaving in the first place. She couldn't have anyone tying her down. Well, she had sort of told someone, that someone being one Kyle Valenti.
-Flashback-
"Promise me you won't tell him about...well you know, not sleeping together. I need to know nothing will happen while I'm gone."
"What? Where are you going?" His voice rang through the phone, loud and surprised.
"I can't say. Please, just promise me. I can't leave if I'm not sure if it was worth it...if I lost him for no reason."
"What? What are you talking about? Liz tell me where you are!"
"I'm sorry." She whispered, tears streaming down her face. " I can't. Look, Kyle I gotta go. I'm so sorry."
"Wait! When are you coming back?!" His urgent question reached her ears just as she put the phone back on its cradle, answering his question softly, "I don't know."
-End Flashback-
She honestly did not know when she was returning. The whole puprose of this trip was to forget, to be a normal person and live a normal life for once in her life. To do so, she would have to forget. Forget Roswell, forget the Podsquad, most of all forget Max and her love for him. The last being the one thing she wasn't sure if she could ever do. So as she passed the sign stating Now Leaving Roswell, she felt sorrow build up in her because she knew that she would possibly never return.
A/N: The song is Faith Hill's Better Days. Give us Feedback. We crave it like...like...chocolate or something. LOL
Authors:AngelBrunette10@aol.com-A Rose Is True Blue and talena59@lycos.com-Talena
Category: Crossover between Angel the Series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Roswell
Summary: Destiny has denied them of their love, Fate has given them another chance...
Dedications: We both agree to dedicate this to Gaudy, and hopefully she will be reading this even though it is M/L. Hey, if it makes it easier, pretend Max is Michael and vice versa...
Authors Notes: We want to thank anyone reading this and just to remind everyone that we own nothing except the plot and any characters that you don't recognize...I mean we might occasionally borrow Angel, Michael, Kyle, Max, Alex, and anyone else that pops into our minds that we want to torture...hey pretend you didn't just read that.
On with the fic...
Hard times are fallin' on you
Even when you smile
I see the hurt come through
Prologue: Somewhere In Between
The sun's rays, bright and welcoming, showered the earth with its heat, promising warmth to all it touched. The passing breeze blew silently across the vast emptiness, bringing with it, voices and whispers from distant lands. Looking over the horizon, the brilliantly lit colors of the sky with warm hues of pink, yellow, orange, and red danced in the sun's magnificent glow. Warmth. So close, so very close, yet so far, so distant and unattainable to the one whom had the ability of warmth, who had lost the will of hope not so long ago.
The serenity and comforting warmth swarming around her did little calm her raging soul as she waited for the frostiness of the promising darkness to overcome.
The breeze had brought a sort of balm with its cool promise, that touched her soul, just for that one single moment, she could feel again, the calmness of the breeze made her feel something rather then numbness that had taken her life once the warmth had retreated in surrender.
These feelings, this new sense of darkness, the feeling of drowning had taken over life not more than a mere three days ago. The deafening silence was penetrated only with the memories of that night three days ago, and another night not more than a few weeks before. Two nights that had taken away from her the happiness which she had been cruelly blessed but had taken away on limb by Fate's cruel hand. So much had happened, so many words uttered, so many tears cried, so many hearts broken ten times over. The words of her love played in her mind as he took away the only thing she had left of him.
Her brown eyes shut as a new wave of tears hit her.
-Flashback-
"Hi."
"You said...you wanted to be friends...and I thought about it . And...I realized that...that I can't be friends with you because...I'm still hanging on...to you. To what we had. So...I decided to make a clean break. Here." He handed her the small gift she had given him. Tears welled in her chest as he spoke the words. She had hoped that he wouldn't of had to do that...that it wouldn't have turned out this way.
But it did.
-End Flashback-
'You never know what you have until it's gone.' Some think the saying is true. And it is...for some people. The stubborn ones. But she knew what she had. She had realized it a long time ago. The person who spoke those words must have suffered some terrible heartache, something out of a Shakesphere play. But this was real life, not some stupid play.
-Flashback-
"Max, this is yours. I gave it to you last Christmas."
"I'm giving it back. I'm...I'm going to New York with Rath and Lonnie and...and Tess...to the summit." Max replied, his voice soft. I looked down at the knife, and clenched it in my hands. I tried to hold back tears rising, and keep my voice steady."Are you gonna come back?"
"I don't know. I can't think that far ahead."
When he turned to leave, I wanted to do something. Jump up and kiss him silly, or yell at him for treating me like I was some stranger. But I was...even to myself. Who was I?
"Wait, um, Max...um...when...when you're at the summit, the granilith, ok? It's powerful, and it could be really dangerous if the wrong people get their hands on it."
"What are you talking about? How do you know anything about the granilith?" Max demanded, turning quickly. His amber eyes glowed with curiousity, but also anger. I flinched and tried to find my voice. "Oh...I can't tell you. But I just...I know, and...please, Max. You have to trust me."
"I guess that's the problem, Liz." As he turned around again, I stood watching in shock. Those 6 words broke me. And I knew I had to get away..fast.
-End Flashback-
So here she was, Little Lizzie Parker, running away from home. Well, not really running, more like leaving for a while without telling her parents. But she needed this, the freedom to move around, the rush of doing whatever she wanted and whenever, the change of scenery, the new people. All in all, she needed to live. Without the fate of the world on her shoulders, without a life threatening secret to conceal, without Max Evans in her life. She had told no one of her departure, for if she had it would have defeated the purpose of her leaving in the first place. She couldn't have anyone tying her down. Well, she had sort of told someone, that someone being one Kyle Valenti.
-Flashback-
"Promise me you won't tell him about...well you know, not sleeping together. I need to know nothing will happen while I'm gone."
"What? Where are you going?" His voice rang through the phone, loud and surprised.
"I can't say. Please, just promise me. I can't leave if I'm not sure if it was worth it...if I lost him for no reason."
"What? What are you talking about? Liz tell me where you are!"
"I'm sorry." She whispered, tears streaming down her face. " I can't. Look, Kyle I gotta go. I'm so sorry."
"Wait! When are you coming back?!" His urgent question reached her ears just as she put the phone back on its cradle, answering his question softly, "I don't know."
-End Flashback-
She honestly did not know when she was returning. The whole puprose of this trip was to forget, to be a normal person and live a normal life for once in her life. To do so, she would have to forget. Forget Roswell, forget the Podsquad, most of all forget Max and her love for him. The last being the one thing she wasn't sure if she could ever do. So as she passed the sign stating Now Leaving Roswell, she felt sorrow build up in her because she knew that she would possibly never return.
A/N: The song is Faith Hill's Better Days. Give us Feedback. We crave it like...like...chocolate or something. LOL