Title: Secrets
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: acussing_crane@hotmail.com
ICQ: 101624726
IM: Gaudy831
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Roswell, except David.
Category: Liz/Max
Rating: PG
Summary: Liz has a secret no one knows. Its short, but I don't want to give much away.
Distribution: Just ask. This is so I know where to send the other chapters.
Author notes: You all have to thank Julie, Lacy and Brie, my beta readers. Lacy does a wonderful job and most important puts up with me.
Authors note 2: The time line will be a bit different I will be changing something like when Nasedo show up and Liz meet Maria and Alex when she was 8 years old and Max first saw her at that age also. (I wanted to clear this up)
Authors note 3: Please bear with me if I take long with sending out the chapters. This is my first fic, so I'm new at this. I hope you enjoy.
Authors note 4: I also want to thank everyone who sent feedback for the previous chapters. I really appreciate it.
Author's note 5:
Feedback: You know the drill. Please, send your comments good or bad.


Chapter 10

Mr. Evans was the first to speak. "I'm so glad you made it, and just in time. Max, can you show David around." It wasn't a question--it was an order.

"Why?" Max asked, rudely. "Huff." Max was rewarded by Isabel's elbow in the stomach.

"Because David will be working here starting next week and he needs to know where things are."

"Okay. Follow me." Max said, as he opened the door.

David got up, ready to follow him. Liz wasn't just about to stay there. While Max and David were alone together, she knew what each of them were capable of. "I'll go with you."

They left Michael, Isabel, and Mr. Evans alone in the office.

"Now Iz, Michael on to the fun part." Mr. Evans said, cheerily.

Both Michael and Isabel groaned thinking, 'What fun part?'

Mr. Evans pointed to some archives he had besides his desk. "You see those archives over there?" When they both nodded. He saw that they knew what he was talking about he continued, "Well, they are full of unorganized files, but that won't be for long. I'll call in my secretary and she will explain to you how to organize them, then you can show Max how to do it."

As soon as Mr. Evans finished talking his secretary came in. Michael and Isabel sighed. They each thought. 'I'm going to kill Max!' They moved to the secretary's side and listened to her long explanation on, "How to organize the files?"
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During the tour, Max had done his best not to stare at them, but it wasn't staring what he was doing the most of-it was glaring. He wished David would just--disappear. Max wanted to pull Liz from David's side, and wrap her in his arms. Max had covered most of the building. David and Liz learned that Mr. Evans owned the entire building, but only used the small office to conduct business-like meeting clients. The other offices were for storage space, and there was also a conference room. Max was going into the last room, but he noticed that Liz nor David were behind him. He heard Liz giggle and it made his blood boil. 'I'm the one that's supposed to make her laugh!'

Max, seeing that they were oblivious to him, and in their own little world. He growled, "Are you coming or do you want to conclude the tour?" They finished the tour without any more interruptions.
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After they finished, David and Liz said good-bye to Mr. Evans. When they were outside David said, suddenly, "I'm still alive!"

Liz thinking he was crazy asked, "Why wouldn't you be alive?"

David looked at Liz-not believing she was so oblivious. "Didn't you notice how Max was looking at me? I swear, I think he was wishing I would just drop dead."

Liz laughed, "Yeah, right. Max isn't like that." Little did she know, that the thought had actually crossed his mind more than once in regards to David.
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When Max was finally able to control his anger. He stepped inside his father's office, only finding Isabel and Michael not happily working on their group project.

Michael was the first to spot him. "Glad you could make it, Maxwell. We didn't want you to miss out on all the fun. So we left you an entire archive just for you."

Max looked at Isabel for help. She just handed him some files and said, "You better get to work."

Max groaned, and began to work after the through explanation how to file the documents. They finished in approximately one hour. They were about to leave when Mr. Evans came and said, "Where are you three going?"

Max answered, "Home. We finished."

Mr. Evans shook his head, and smiled, "You aren't finished yet. Follow me."

They followed him and stopped in front of the empty rooms they knew to be a storage room. Mr. Evans opened the door. "You see all those archives? Well, they are full of unorganized files. I wanted them organized, but my secretary doesn't have the time, and I couldn't find anyone willing to do it. But since you guys are already here and familiar with the procedure-I'll let you have the pleasure of organizing them. " He patted Max and Michael in the back. "Have fun!" With that said, he left.

The kids just groaned and started to work. They wished they could use their powers, but they were too afraid someone might see them.

Isabel was cranky. "You know, Max? You should be the one doing this. It's your fault we are in this mess."

"Well, if you hadn't knocked the lamp off the desk he wouldn't have found out."

Michael got tired of their bickering. "Could you both just shut up and get to work? The faster we work--the sooner we finish."

They left with Mr. Evans. When he closed the place, unfortunately they still hadn't finished. They will have to come back every day after school--until they finished.
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"Liz, let's go for a ride then, I'll drop you off at the Crashdown, okay?"

Liz opened the car's door. "Sure."

Liz got into the car, put her seatbelt on, and her mind drifted to daydreams about Max. She missed him. 'How I wish I could be with him! But he wanted to take a step back. What does that mean?' Her thoughts were interrupted by David's voice.

"You know? Last night I had a strange dream." His voice got quiet, "I dreamt about mom."

David's words reminded her of her nightmare, her body stiffened.

David, noticing Liz's reaction, he asked, "Liz, was wrong?"

"I had a dream about mom too." Liz continued to tell David about her dream.

"Liz, don't you understand? The dream was trying to tell you maybe even us something."

"How could a dream tell us something?"

"Liz, it was more than an dream, with us it is always more than a dream, and you know it."

"David, what are you trying to say?"

"Liz, you know what I'm saying. You have always known. You just have to look for it deep inside you-in your memories. Liz, don't you sometimes get urges to do something? You know? It's not because any normal people would do it, but because something deep in your mind is telling you to, that you have to." He saw Liz was about to answer, but before she could say anything he spoke, "And don't try to deny it. You know its true. You can feel it."

Liz kept thinking about David's statement.

David dropped Liz off at the Crashdown.

"Bye." Liz said, waving, as David speeded off.

She went upstairs to her room. Her mind was still on David's words. "I'm home," she called.

As she was entering her room, her father appeared. "Where were you?"

"I was showing a friend around. He's new here," Liz easily lied.

Mr. Parker nodded, "Okay."

Liz entered her room and changed clothes. She didn't know why, but she got the urge to do something she hadn't done in a very long time. She put her thoughts about David's statement aside. She would worry about them later. She went to their basement, and started to look for a box. When she found it, she opened it, and peered inside it. She took out some of her baby clothes, and some pictures of David and her. She was surprised when she saw some pictures were torn in half, separating her and David. She didn't know why, but when she saw a key she knew she had to keep it with her. She kept looking through the box it was filled with remembrances of her childhood. She was again surprised when she saw a stack of letters. She hadn't seen them before. She inspected them. They were letters from David directed to her. She knew no one had read them, for they were still sealed. She had a faint idea of who had hidden the letters from her. Her adoptive mother wasn't fond of David and neither was her adoptive father, but he wouldn't go to those extremes. She put the other contents where she found them, took the letters, and headed to her room. So she could read them privately.

Liz's mother felt the need to check up on her and make sure she was all right, so she knocked on Liz's door.

Liz instantly realized who it was. "Come in." She was surprised--that she had managed to keep her anger out of her voice.

"Honey, are you okay?"

Liz answered with her own question instead her voice trembling as she spoke due to her current anger. "How-could-you?"

Mrs. Parker wondered why Liz sounded so angry. "Liz, what are you talking about?"

Liz's control was gone. She shoved the letters towards Mrs. Parker. "Do these look familiar?! How could you?!"

"Where did you get these? You had no right going through my things."

"Your things?! They aren't yours they were my mothers! You are the one that didn't have a right to hide David's letters from me! They were addressed to me not you!"

Liz was heading out of her room when suddenly she was stopped. Mrs. Parker grabbed Liz by the arm. "You should never raise your voice to me again! I am your mother, and you have to respect me."

Liz turned her gaze from her arm to Mrs. Parker, and in a quiet, low, cold voice said, "That's the problem you are NOT my mother."

Mr. Parker heard all the commotion upstairs, but he couldn't make out the words. When he got upstairs. He was just in time to hear Liz's last words, and see her flee from the room.

Mrs. Parker just stood dumbfounded by Liz's words. She didn't even answer when Mr. Parker asked her what happened. She just shook her head and looked at her hands, and headed towards her room.

Mr. Parker followed her and asked, "What happened?"

Mrs. Parker knew Jeff would be angry when she told him, but said it any ways, "I hid David's letters from Liz."

Mr. Parker was angry, "How could you? You had no right."

"You know she isn't supposed to be with him."

Mr. Parker sighed, "Why? Because she will find out she is different? I sometimes wonder if that would be such a bad thing."

"Jeff, don't even think about it. You know how they used to treat her."

"Maybe, but it should be her decision."

"You don't want him near her. Just like me, so don't try to play innocent."
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Liz ran out of the room. Her vision was clouded by unshed tears. She was angry, hurt, and sad. 'How could she hide David's letters?! Why doesn't she want me near David? Can't she understand that I need him? He is the only real family I have left!' Liz hadn't noticed she was running, or that tears were streaming down her face. She bumped into someone. She didn't care to look who the person was. "I'm sorry. I wasn't looking were I was going."

Max had decided to take a walk, when someone suddenly slammed into him. He looked down to see who he had collided with, seeing Liz. Max looked her over. Her eyes sparkled with tears. When he heard her voice full of sorrow his heart ached. "Liz, it's okay. What happened?"

Liz was glad, to heard Max's voice. She needed him now more than ever, she needed his strength. Instead of answering his question, Liz threw herself into his arms, and let her tears escape.

Max held Liz not knowing what else to do or say. So he let Liz cry on his shoulder, letting her know he was there when ever she needed him. Max thought he was in heaven when her sobs finally subsided. Max asked, again. "Liz, what happened?"

Liz looked like a deer caught in headlights. Max just waited for Liz's answer. "Well, I-"

Her reply was interrupted. As she suddenly she felt a pair of arms slip around her waist. When she looked up she saw David.


To be continued…

On the next chapter: Liz discovers something about her gift.