Title: Moonlight and Shadows
Disclaimer: The characters and concepts of "Roswell" belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz, and 20th Century Fox. The characters and concepts of Moonlight belong to Ron Koslow, Trevor Munson and CBS. No infringement is intended and I make nothing off this story. Just having a bit of fun.
Pairings: Josef/Liz, Mick/Beth; implied Mi/L and M/L
Rating: Adult
Summary: After years on the run, Liz gets sucked into a whole different world when she breaks off with the main group and finds a love she never dreamed possible.
Prologue
I know what I used to be
I know what I used to think
I know what I would be
Without your love in me
Chuck Palahniuk once said, "If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?" Lying here in his arms, the smell of singed flesh heavy on the air and the sweet, copper taste of blood on my tongue, as that same life giving liquid slowly drained from my veins, I couldn't help but stare at the stars overhead blankly, recalling all they took from me in my short life, yet they had also given me so much in return – love beyond my wildest teenage imaginings.
See me through the eyes of grace
See me through the cross of love
See me not for what I was before your love in me
Blinking as my eyesight grayed and faded on the edges, I looked up into terrified, warm sienna irises and wondered for the hundredth time if I had done the right thing; made the right choice as consciousness began to slide away, the hot heavy burn of my blood searing me from the inside out. Blood spilled over his lips as he sliced through his arm, his heart thudding as mine slowed, grew sluggish, the blood in my veins nearly stilling as he hovered over me, desperately trying to save my life.
I could set your soul on fire
I could give you sweet desire
I could make your spirit sing with my, my love in you
So much gained, so much lost – Michael was dead, slaughtered over a year before, killed by my enemy because he dared love a human, dared to love me. Max was dead too now, a pile of dust on the concrete, blowing on the wind. He at least got what he deserved in the end. And I'm dying. I know it; I can feel it slowly seep from my body as he continues his ministrations. I chose to die because life without the men that I love meant nothing to me.
I could set your soul aflame
Make you tremble at the name
I can make you who you are with my, my love in you
Gasping, my back bowed as pain flooded my system, a white light flaring across my vision before I was bombarded with overwhelming stimuli, sight and sound crystallizing as I stood at the threshold between life and death, thousands of visions dancing through my mind as I clung tenuously to that fragile bond that held me on this plane. It's true what they say, at the edge of death, everything becomes calm, serene, clear; your life – the good, the bad and the ugly – flashes through your mind when it seems all is lost. It was that way for me, until everything cleared and I was staring at a face I loved more than life itself, soft brown eyes pleading for me to stay with him, as I grew limp in his arms, his name on the faint edges of my consciousness.
"Josef."
Don't leave me now
Don't fail me now
You're all I see
You're everything