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I am 100% dreamer, and there is no way that Max won't
come back.
Hope You Enjoy.
Erica
Chapter 1:
She held him in her arms, rocking him to sleep after he had awoken her from her
night's rest. When she had heard the sounds of his constant sobbing she immediately
rushed to his room. It's had been happening for some time now. Ever since they arrived
back in Roswell, Liz Parker's son had been getting visions. Visions that she could not
explain. He tried to describe them, but he got so upset he could go on. It hurt him too
much.
Andrew Parker finally calmed down that night. As he looked into his mother's
eyes he found them shut. He heard the deep sounds of her breathing. Crawling from her
lap, he walked over to where a blanket was placed on his bed. He placed the warm
blanket which was a gift from his grandmother on his mother's body. Kissing her cheek,
he climbed into his own, hoping he would no longer receive the dreams.
Maria Deluca banged on the door of Liz Parker's apartment that morning, praying
she would answer. No such luck. As she about turned on her heels to leave, Andrew
came to the door. "Hey Aunt Maria," he greeted. His voice stopped Maria from leaving.
"Hi Andrew! I was wondering if anyone was home," she said. Moving aside, she
stepped inside the home. Liz was coming from her room, rubbing her eyes, obviously
still asleep.
"Hey Maria," she said groggily.
"Hey Hun! What's wrong? You looked like you didn't sleep at all last night,"
she said, walking to her friend.
"It's okay Maria. I'm fine. I had to get up last night to check on Andrew. He is
still getting dreams. I don't know what to do. He can't explain them to me because each
time he tries he gets so worked up, he ends up crying. I just want them to stop. Without
Max here anymore I can't do anything with situations like these," Liz explained.
The pain still rested with Liz even after those ten years. He had left right before
Liz went into labor with Andrew that day at the hospital. The call was received from
Nasedo that it was time for them to leave. It had torn Liz apart. She cried during labor
constantly. The pain killed her still. It always would.
Maria has encouraged her to go out on dates, but it was no use. Liz had said each
time that there was only one person who her heart had belonged to. It would always stay
with Max Evans. Nothing that she could do was going to make her change her mind.
Maria had stopped bothering her about it, because she knew it was no use.
"Maria do you think about him? I mean do you still see his face framed into your
mind after these years," Liz asked. Each night, Liz walked over to her window and
looked up at the sky. One star out of all the millions stood out to her. It twinkled and
glistened in the night sky. She knew it was him smiling back down on her, telling her to
keep hope that he would be back. Each time she whispered, "Max, where ever you are,
just know that I love you with everything I've got."
"Of course I think about him. I loved him, Liz. Even after he left with Max and
Isabel I still feel as if I am connected to him. Don't you still have the soul mate
connection with Max," Maria asked.
Looking over to the near by window, Liz saw that same star looking at her. Even
early in the morning, the star still shone brightly. Just like Max and Liz's love. It still
shines brightly after everything that they have been through.
"I know that Max and I still have that connection. Even after those years, he is
still head over in heels in love with me," Liz replied.
Maria smiled inwardly at Liz's confession. She knew it too. "I'm just worried
about Andrew, Maria. He has no idea what is happening with himself, and his own
mother doesn't know either. What kind of mother does that make me, Maria," Liz asked.
Draping her arms around Liz's shoulder she whispered to her best friend, "Liz
don't even talk like that. You are the best mother ever. With everything that has
happened to us these past years with the 'pod squad', I think you have done a pretty good
job. I could never be as a great as mother as you are to Andrew."
Liz managed a slight nod. "I guess. But I'm just worried for Andrew's sake and
mine," Liz said.
I am 100% dreamer, and there is no way that Max won't
come back.
Hope You Enjoy.
Erica
Chapter 1:
She held him in her arms, rocking him to sleep after he had awoken her from her
night's rest. When she had heard the sounds of his constant sobbing she immediately
rushed to his room. It's had been happening for some time now. Ever since they arrived
back in Roswell, Liz Parker's son had been getting visions. Visions that she could not
explain. He tried to describe them, but he got so upset he could go on. It hurt him too
much.
Andrew Parker finally calmed down that night. As he looked into his mother's
eyes he found them shut. He heard the deep sounds of her breathing. Crawling from her
lap, he walked over to where a blanket was placed on his bed. He placed the warm
blanket which was a gift from his grandmother on his mother's body. Kissing her cheek,
he climbed into his own, hoping he would no longer receive the dreams.
Maria Deluca banged on the door of Liz Parker's apartment that morning, praying
she would answer. No such luck. As she about turned on her heels to leave, Andrew
came to the door. "Hey Aunt Maria," he greeted. His voice stopped Maria from leaving.
"Hi Andrew! I was wondering if anyone was home," she said. Moving aside, she
stepped inside the home. Liz was coming from her room, rubbing her eyes, obviously
still asleep.
"Hey Maria," she said groggily.
"Hey Hun! What's wrong? You looked like you didn't sleep at all last night,"
she said, walking to her friend.
"It's okay Maria. I'm fine. I had to get up last night to check on Andrew. He is
still getting dreams. I don't know what to do. He can't explain them to me because each
time he tries he gets so worked up, he ends up crying. I just want them to stop. Without
Max here anymore I can't do anything with situations like these," Liz explained.
The pain still rested with Liz even after those ten years. He had left right before
Liz went into labor with Andrew that day at the hospital. The call was received from
Nasedo that it was time for them to leave. It had torn Liz apart. She cried during labor
constantly. The pain killed her still. It always would.
Maria has encouraged her to go out on dates, but it was no use. Liz had said each
time that there was only one person who her heart had belonged to. It would always stay
with Max Evans. Nothing that she could do was going to make her change her mind.
Maria had stopped bothering her about it, because she knew it was no use.
"Maria do you think about him? I mean do you still see his face framed into your
mind after these years," Liz asked. Each night, Liz walked over to her window and
looked up at the sky. One star out of all the millions stood out to her. It twinkled and
glistened in the night sky. She knew it was him smiling back down on her, telling her to
keep hope that he would be back. Each time she whispered, "Max, where ever you are,
just know that I love you with everything I've got."
"Of course I think about him. I loved him, Liz. Even after he left with Max and
Isabel I still feel as if I am connected to him. Don't you still have the soul mate
connection with Max," Maria asked.
Looking over to the near by window, Liz saw that same star looking at her. Even
early in the morning, the star still shone brightly. Just like Max and Liz's love. It still
shines brightly after everything that they have been through.
"I know that Max and I still have that connection. Even after those years, he is
still head over in heels in love with me," Liz replied.
Maria smiled inwardly at Liz's confession. She knew it too. "I'm just worried
about Andrew, Maria. He has no idea what is happening with himself, and his own
mother doesn't know either. What kind of mother does that make me, Maria," Liz asked.
Draping her arms around Liz's shoulder she whispered to her best friend, "Liz
don't even talk like that. You are the best mother ever. With everything that has
happened to us these past years with the 'pod squad', I think you have done a pretty good
job. I could never be as a great as mother as you are to Andrew."
Liz managed a slight nod. "I guess. But I'm just worried for Andrew's sake and
mine," Liz said.