In the End...
by Love Of My Life
Rating: PG-13
Category: M/L Future Fic
Disclaimer: Nothing Roswell is mine. If only...
Summary: No spoilers. Season 2 up to and incl. Viva Las Vegas, everything after that never happened in this universe. This story is set in the year 2070 A.D. earth standard time just in case
you were wondering. This is their final days. A love as great as theirs, will it ever end?
Distribution: You can always ask, who knows I might say yes.
Part 2
Max who was sitting beside her on the bed draws her into his arms cradling her to his chest. Not wanting to believe that she is gone. He can still feel the warmth of her body but he knows that she is gone. He feels her soul retreat from her body and their connection fade. His grief is overwhelming. The pain is too much to bear. He knows that he can't go on without his beloved, for she was his strength. Without her he is nothing.
Someone's voice penetrates the fog of sorrow that surrounds his soul. Someone's hand is on his shoulder and he becomes aware of his son's presence in his mind.
'Father, please.' 'You have to let her go, she's gone.' He hears the pain in his son's voice and he realizes that he isn't the only one suffering from the loss of Liz. He slowly and gently releases Liz's body onto their bed. He lovingly folds her hands to her chest as is usual for the Antarian way. He sees a smile on her beloved face. Even in death she is still the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. He turns away from her to face his son. Slowly he wipes away the still flowing tears from his eyes.
He knows now what he has to do. It's time to talk to his children and their families and to his friends. He looks at his son. His firstborn who had made him and Liz proud so many times during their life. He knows that Antar will be in good hands once he is gone.
'David could you please gather everyone in the throne room, all the family and friends? Would you also request the presence of the Elders please? I will meet everyone there in half an hour. I want to spend a little more time with your mother.' He looks at his son lovingly but with such emptiness that David worries for his father. It is as if with the loss of his wife and their connection that his father lost himself as well. He was always in awe of the connection between his father and mother. He knew that it was special. He appreciated it even more after he had found the love of his life. Now He worries what his father might have to say, but he knows that he cannot deny his father's request. He bows his head in compliance and escorts everyone out of his parent's bedroom.
Max turns towards the bed that he and Liz had shared during their time on Antar. They hadn't lived here all the year through. They wanted to spend time on Earth as well because after all it still was their home. Even Max had felt like that. So they divided their time between the two planets as much as possible and as governmental issues allowed. It wasn't always easy but somehow they had managed. They brought peace to Antar after the final battle against the Skins. Khivar was defeated once and for all. The whole gang had decided to go to Antar to rebuild the planet. He smiles at the memory of his dear friends and remembers them, as they were, young and full of ideas how to improve the world. It had been a long and hard struggle but they managed to restore the glory of Antar. The glory it had held before the arrival of Skins to their planet. A time of prosperity and peace came to Antar and the people began to feel safe once again.
It had been a good life. The children were their greatest achievement. They were proud of all of them. David, their firstborn had grown well into the role of heir to the throne. And then there is Ashani, their beautiful daughter. She is the joy of their life. Their third child is stubborn but of good character. Kelo had kept Liz busy with his wild childhood antics. She had insisted on raising the children herself and not let them be taken care of by nannies and teachers. It was a glorious time, the childhood years of their children. Now they were all grown up and married and had children of their own. David even had grandchildren.
Max and Liz were so proud of all of them. Yes, it had been a good life, but all things must come to an end. He is now the only one remaining from their tight knit group. It had been hard for Liz and him, to see all of their friends die during the last 5 years. Losing Maria had been especially hard on Liz. They had been such good friends during their lives and had shared so much. It was the same for him when Isabel died. It nearly broke him and only the knowledge that Liz was still by his side kept him going. The loss of all their friends had been hard but there had been time for final goodbyes. He knows that he cannot go on without his Liz. He couldn't live without his heart and only half a soul. He sighs and looks at Liz one last time, stroking her cheek gently before leaving to go to the throne room. He knows they will be awaiting his arrival.
Slowly he makes his way through the corridors of the palace. The servants and guards look at him with sadness and tear filled eyes. No one approaches him to convey his or her condolences for he doesn't seem to be aware of their presence. He approaches the double doors of the throne room. The guards that stand by the entrance open the doors to let him pass. He takes no notice of them and proceeds into the room to join his family and friends for his last act as their king.
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