Chapter 6: Elizabeth Evans

Max blinked, snapping himself out of the trance-like state. Again he asked, "Who, or what, are you?"

"Max," the Liz-shaped figure said, "you know who I am. I'm Liz."

"No, no, no. You can't possibly be Liz. Your hair's too short, and you're wearing leather. My Liz, I mean Liz...Liz would never wear leather. I repeat; WHO ARE YOU?"

"You still don't believe me, all right. I expected this. Here, let me show you..." It started to walk toward Max.

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll see," the figure replied. "Close your eyes."

Max felt warm, soft hands press lightly on his forehead as he did what the figure asked. Without warning, Max was bombarded with flashes. He saw himself in third grade...smiling in biology...healing Liz Parker the day of the shooting...countless other things he'd done, he saw it all through Liz's eyes.

"Now do you believe me?"

Max was still skeptical, "If I did believe you, you'd tell me why you're here, and where you're from..."

"I'm from the year 2016, I'm thirty-four years old. My name is Elizabeth Evans, and I'm here to give you some information that you've been wanting to have."

"Elizabeth Evans?"

"Well, you don't know me by that name, at least not yet. In fact, right now, you know me as Liz Parker."

"Did we get married, or something?"

"No, but I changed my last name when we were captured. I wanted to. It was my way of remembering what we had...what we could have had..."

"Go on..."

"OK, here it goes...a few months ago, you came form the year 2014 to tell Liz that she had to make you fall out of love with her..."

"I'd never do that-"

"Listen, please, this is very important...Liz obliged. She told you that she didn't want to die for you, but that didn't work...you still loved her, you still loved me...so she, so I, went to Kyle. Max, they, we, Kyle and I, Kyle and Liz, oh, this is just too confusing..." Elizabeth put her head into her hands, and Max thought he saw a small flash of light go from her hands to her head. Suddenly, she was fine, "Ok , Liz and Kyle didn't sleep together. They just made it look like they did. You see, we'll call him 'Future Max', Future Max had told me, had told Liz, that you and she had made love the night of Gomez. That's when everything between you and her changed. You became mean and hateful toward Tess, and eventually she left, never to return. You thought that your love for Liz was enough, but you needed Tess. She completed your unit. Without her, you weren't as strong. And, you risked everything for Liz. Including Michael and Isabel. They died, along with Alex, Maria, and Kyle, protecting you...and Liz. So, Liz pretended to sleep with Kyle. It was the only way to save Michael, Isabel, and everyone else. It was the only way to save the world."

"What does this have to do with you being here?"

"I'm getting to that, now listen. After everything happened, everyone was so...how can I put this... preoccupied, no, upset over you two that the Skins took over in less than two years. You were all killed, one after another; first Maria, then Alex...Kyle and Isabel followed shortly after. It was only you, Tess, Michael, and I. We fought. By God, did we fight," she paused, remembering, "but it was useless. First Michael died, then Tess. It was just us. We tried so hard, but they captured us. They wanted us alive. They tested us, for fourteen years. They prodded and poked, examined and tortured. Yesterday, you were killed. I was next, but you had found a way for me to escape. You still loved me, after everything that I did. I made it to the pod chamber and into the Granolith. I took out the key that you'd made, stuck it in the hole like you told me, and prayed. Max, you have to listen to me. You and Liz have to be together. We all have to be happy. I know about the destinies, but that was the past. You and Tess don't belong together anymore. She belongs with Kyle, you with me, Michael and Maria, and Izzy with Alex. We make you stronger, and if these couples don't get back together, and soon, the past will repeat itself. We'll all die. Some sooner than expected."

"What am I going to do about it?"

"Go to Michael, he'll believe you...then talk to Tess. Tell her that she has to stay in Roswell until the war is over, and we would be victorious tell you the truth. If she won't, put out your hands, and this entire conversation will flow out of them, like a hologram. Now, I must go, I'm losing power. Go, tell them."

Max backed out of the Granolith chamber, "I will."

"Hurry, my love," Liz whispered as she disappeared, "their lives are in your hands."