Title: Be Careful What You Wish For (4/?)
By: Coco
Email: hersheyXXXOOO@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, I don't own it, I'm not affiliated with
anyone connected to the show, I'm just poor little ole' me.
Genre: Michael/Liz
Rating: PG-13 for now, I guess
Summary: Post Destiny, Liz pours out her feelings to a total stranger,
and then makes a wish that could change her life forever.
Spoilers: General Spoilers for all of season one.
Distribution: Envying Max Evans. Anyone else, ask and ye shall
receive.
Feedback: Pretty please??
Author's Notes: Here's the name switch key so you can know who
the hell I'm talking about:
Isabel: Formerly Tess
Micheal: Formerly Max
Max: Formerly Michael
There will be more later on when I introduce Isabel's character.
She will have a major personality switch, lemme tell you. Just
giving you a little fic spoiler to tide you over. I know that
I take a looooong time to write the parts to this.
Also, the song is by Tori Amos and is called Yes Anistasia. It
is not mine, so please, nobody sue!
Liz sighed. Before she went to the sleepover, she needed to
have a little bit of mope time. Tori Amos's music was perfectly
suited for the occasion. The confusion of her lyrics was lovely;
Liz could just get herself lost in the music and forget about
everything else for a moment.
After popping the CD into her boom box, and pushing the little
forward button until she found track 12, Liz flopped down onto
her bed.
I know what you want
The magpies have come
If you know me so well then tell me which hand I use
Slowly, Liz relaxed and let all the tension flow out of her, closing her eyelids. Yes, this was exactly what she needed.
Make them go
Make it go
The meeting with alternate reality Max had been horrible. I
wasn't that he had been mean, or that she had royaly embarrased
herself or anything, but it was just hard. I mean, who could have
guessed that Max was her brother in this reality? Or that Tess
was her best friend, for that matter? Was fate really that cruel?
From what she was able to get out of him without letting on that
there was something wrong, was that she and her family, along
with the Evans and the DeLucas had been camping out on the dessert
when they found Max, Micheal and Isabel(her name was Isabel, not
Tess, Liz had to keep reminding herself). Max and Isabel had come
first, then she and Maria had found Micheal wandering around the
dessert, and she had held out her hands to him, welcoming him,
and he had taken them, and they walked back to the camp site,
hand in hand.
Saw her there in the restaurant
Poppy, don't go
I know your mother is a good one
But Poppy don't go
I'll take you home
They didn't have a romantic relationship, just a very deep
friendship, and Liz found herself liking this much better. He
had demanded she tell him how she had known about the gun, and
she lied to him, saying that she had seen it out of the corner
of her eye. He had known instantly that she was lieing, but he
didn't press the subject, and his warm amber eyes turned sad.
He had left then but not before saying, "I'm your brother;
I wish I could always protect you."
Liz smiled sadly, and replied, "But you can't."
"I know."
Show me the things I've been missing
Show me the ways I forgot to be speaking
Show me the ways to get back to the garden
Show me the ways to get around the get around
Show me the ways to button up the buttons that have forgotten
they're buttons
Well, we can't have that forgetting that
He reached out to touch her shoulder, and that's when it happened.
FLASH!
Michael, Max and Isabel breaking out of their pods. The fourth
still in her pod, long blond hair billowing around her head, her
eyes closed and lips slightly parted, so she looked as if she
were sleeping.
Max, with his hair flattened down by the fluid from the incubation
pod tilted his head quizzically, as if trying to figure out if
she was going to come out or not. Finnally he shrugged, and took
Isabel's hand, then Michael's, leading the way out of the cave.
FLASH!
Girls, girls
What have we done to ourselves?
Liz had jerked away, and studied his face, trying to figure
out if Michael had done that on purpose. He looked back at her,
concerned.
"Are you OK?"
Quickly trying to cover up, Liz told a rushed fib. "Uh, yeah,
I'm fine, just gotta get ready for my sleep over at TeIsabel's
tonight."
"Alright." Reluctantly, he left the room.
Driving on the vine
Over the clothes line
But officer I saw the sign
Thought I'd been through this in 1919
Counting the scars of ten thousand men
And gathering them all
But my feet are slipping
There's something we left on the windowsill
There's something we left, yes
He hadn't told her about him being an alien, that was for sure.
He had danced around the subject of the pods when she had asked
how they had met, and it didn't even occur to him that he weirdness
after him touching he was due to a flash.
Which meant he couldn't know that she knew about him or Isabel
or Max. He would just try to protect her like he always did, and
things would end up a big mess. No, no one could know. She couldn't
tell Maria. Absolutly no one.
We'll see how brave you are
Yes, we'll see how fast you've been running
We'll see how brave you are
Yes Anastasia, and all your dollies have friends
And if they found out that she knew on their own, wellshe'd
just have to deal with it then. This was her time to relax, anyways.
She'd think about these things later.
Liz once again tried just to listen to the lyrics and lose herself
in them.
Though she deserved no less than she'd give
Well, happy birthday
Her blood's on my hands
It's kind of a shame cause I did like that dress
It's funny the things you find in the rain
The things you find
BRRRRRIIIIIINNGG! The shrill whine of the telephone ringing
broke Liz out of her solace.
Sighing, Liz reached over and picked it up and turned it on. "Hello?"
"Liz?" It was Isabel.
"Yeah?"
"Could you pick up some ice cream on your way over? Mint
Oreo for me, raspberry sorbet for Maria, and of course French
vanilla for you."
"OK," Liz was still a little cautious with this whole
Tess/Isabel thing. Even thought this girl hadn't been brought
up by Nasedo and was probably totally different, she didn't trust
her.
"Thanks! I'll see you in a half hour!"
Half hour? But it's only Liz glanced at the clock.
It read 7:05. Shoot!
"Yep, see you then. Bye!"
Liz hung up the phone, shrugged her jean jacket over her shoulders,
grabbed the car keys and her over night bag, and headed for the
back door.
We'll see how brave you are
We'll see how fast you've been running
We'll see how brave you are
Yes Anastasia
