Liz woke slowly for the first time since she got here. No more dreams about blue eyes. In fact, Liz didn't think she dreamed at all. Evelyn was nowhere to be found, and Liz thought about sleeping in, since it was a Saturday and there were no classes. Yet when she leaned back into the pillow, it seemed as hard as a rock and extremely uncomfortable. Concluding that sleep would never come until night, Liz stood and walked into the bathroom, showering and dressing in shorts and an orange tank top, walking over to her bed and sitting down. As she was putting on her Converse, the door opened and Remy walked in. The events of the night before flashed in her mind, and tears welled up in Liz's eyes as she ran and leaped into Remy's arms, hugging him tightly around the neck. Remy rubbed her back and whispered soothing French words into her ear. She pulled away from him and smiled, wiping her tears as the smallest bit of a laugh escaped her lips.

"I feel like such a baby," she muttered, wiping her wet fingers on her shorts. Remy smiled a little and took her hands, drawing small circles on them with his thumb. The gesture was comforting, and Liz closed her eyes for a second.

"You went through a lot, chéri. I would probably be the same way." His added sentence made her laugh louder, and he grinned widely. "Shall we go get breakfast?" he asked, and she smiled.

"Yeah, I'm hungry." The two walked down the hallway, arm and arm. "They're going to think we're a couple," she whispered with a giggle as people stopped to watch them walk.

"So? Let them think whatever they want," he replied, making her blush. They walked into the kitchen and Liz got a hug from John and Bobby, the latter giving her a kiss on the top of the head. She picked out an apple, running it under the tap before biting into it, chewing thoughtfully. "What's my belle fleur thinking about?" Remy asked, tossing an orange back and forth between his hands.

"Stuff," was her reply, taking another bite. They stood there in silence until Liz tossed the apple core in the trash, looking at the seeds in her hand. "I need to think," she mumbled. "I'm going to go plant these." She smiled at Remy, kissing his cheek.

"Have fun," he called after her, but Liz was already gone and on her way to the garden. She noticed Bobby and Kitty sharing an intimate moment, and Evelyn walking away from Peter, looking a little hurt. I'll talk to her about it later. Right now, I'm on a mission.

"Okay seeds, I need you to grow for me, or else I'll look like an idiot," she whispered, thinking back on the vines from the night before as she patted the spot in the dirt where she planted one of the seeds. She bent her finger upward, and a little green sprig poked up through the dirt. Liz gasped and backed up a little, watching it. She flicked her wrist up, and the sprig followed, turning a deeper shade of green. "Holy shit," she breathed, moving closer to it.

"You really think that it'll grow?" a voice asked and Liz jumped about five feet in the air. When she turned to yell at the person who broke her concentration, she found herself glaring at Logan. He was smirking a little, a mischievous glint in his brown eyes.

"You never know," she replied with a small smile, waving her hand up a little. The tree began to grow, and Logan's eyes widened as it twisted around to form a full out apple tree, which made Liz laugh a little. An apple fell and she caught it, tossing it to him.

"New power?" he asked and she laughed, shrugging.

"I guess. That's what I figure got Jason off of me last night." Her smile faltered a little and he got sort of a pained look on his face.

"Yeah, about that. Are you doing okay?" Liz nodded, plastering the smile on her face.

"I'm fine Logan, don't worry." His eyebrows rose.

"If you say so, I just hope you know that I'm here if you ever want to talk." With that, he turned and walked away. Liz sighed and turned, glancing up at the tree.

"You know, you're a really bad liar sometimes." Liz whipped around and she rolled her eyes at Warren.

"Oh really? And you know this how?" He gave her a look.

"Like I'm gonna tell you. That's the only way I'll know if you're lying." She rolled her eyes again and leaned against the tree. My tree.

"I just really want to be alone right now, Warren." He nodded.

"What about tonight, will you still want to be alone?" She gave him a look.

"Depends."

"Want to do something?" He asked and her eyebrows shot up under her bangs. "Not like a date or anything!" he hastily added. "I just want to show you something." Liz thought for a moment and finally shrugged a little.

"Sure, why not?" He smiled and nodded.

"Awesome, I'll stop by your room around eight." Warren then turned around and walked in the other direction. She watched him go, a small smile playing on her lips as she leaned against the-no, her tree.

Later…

"I thought that you were trying to avoid Warren…?" Evelyn asked slowly as Liz lounged on her bed, reading quietly. The latter shrugged a little.

"I dunno, maybe we can be friends." Evelyn snorted.

"Liz, c'mon. I've seen the way you look at each other. You could never be 'just friends'." Liz rolled her eyes at Evelyn's air quotes, and the lighter-haired twin sighed. "I'm serious Liz. You really like him, I can tell."

"Yeah, but we could never really be together, like physically. The electricity or whatever is just too intense. If we tried to…ya know…have relations, one of us could die! Evelyn Rose, don't roll your eyes at me! I'm being dead freaking serious here." Evelyn sighed.

"Maybe…I could look it up or something while you're gone." Liz smiled and nodded, even though her insides were screaming with joy.

"Thanks Ev, I'd really appreciate that." She glanced at the clock and smiled as the time read eight o'clock exactly. "He should be here any second now." As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Liz practically flew off the bed and to her door, opening it.

"Hi Liz!" Warren's head peeked around the corner and he waved at Evelyn. "Hey Ev." She nodded.

"Don't stay out too late! Her curfew is midnight!" she called as they left, and leaned back into the bed with a smile as she braided a strand of her hair. "Crazy kids."

Meanwhile…

"Where are we going?" Liz asked as Warren led her to a bunch of stairs. He just smiled and opened the door, leading her up the steps and onto the roof, where you easily see the star-littered sky. "Oh my gosh," she whispered, staring at the night sky. They lay there on the roof and she sighed. "I'm very happy that I said yes to this," she whispered and he propped himself up on one elbow, glancing down at her. The stars were reflected in her eyes, and the moonlight shone on her pale skin. Liz looked like she was glowing.

"Hey Liz?" She copied his position, smiling at him.

"Yeah?" He thought for a moment.

"What do you think about, when you're all alone?" Liz smiled.

"That's a weird question," she muttered with a laugh, then developed a thoughtful face. "Oh geez, uh, well, just about everything." Her eyes closed and she smiled. "I think about what would happen if you connected all the stars, and what the picture might look like. I think about how the sky is almost white at the horizon, then a deep, beautiful blue right in the middle. I wonder why the grass is green, how the sky is blue, what it might be like to live on-" She didn't finish the sentence, because out of nowhere Warren had leaned forward and smashed his lips against hers. When he pulled away, the tingle still lingered. "Mars," she finished breathlessly.

"Your mind is weird," he whispered.

"Shut up," she muttered, leaning forward and kissing him fiercely. He responded eagerly, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. The tingle was getting stronger, she could feel it. When she began seeing stars, she pulled away and smiled a little.

"If only," he whispered and she nodded.

"If only." They both returned to laying positions on the roof, the tips of their pinkies just barely touching each other.

"We should try," he muttered and Liz turned her head to look at him. He did the same and smiled just a little. "We should try to make this work. Besides, we don't have to be together physically. I really like you, and you really like me. That's all that should matter." Liz nodded, the small smile on her face turning into a wide grin.

"I completely agree, Warren. I mean, it's worth a shot." In one swift motion, he leaned over, pecked Liz's lips, and then returned back to his original position. Liz smiled, a blush forming, and moved so that she was resting her head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her even closer. They lay there for what seemed like forever.

"We should get back," he muttered, and she looked up, pouting at him.

"Do we have to?" she whined and he laughed as she smiled.

"Yeah babe, we have to get back." The two stood and walked back down the steps into the school, hands occasionally brushing. Liz took out the key to her door and they both walked in the room to find Evelyn closing her laptop slowly, looking absolutely, positively depressed.

"What's wrong Ev?" Liz asked, the couple rushing to her side. Evelyn looked up, tears threatening to fall.

"I, uh, found a way for you two to be together," she mumbled, and held up a hand before they could begin celebrating. "You aren't gonna like it."

"What is it Evelyn?" Warren asked and Evelyn took a deep breath.

"In order for you two to be in a physical relationship…one of you has to lose your wings."

I starting part two, which focuses on Evelyn, after this chapter, so you'll be left waiting until part three, which focuses on both the girls. I'm so evil like that. =)