Title: Mislead Belief
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: life_mistery@hotmail.com Title: A Life Unknown
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Rating: Pg-13
Category: UC-Mi/L
Summary: You'll just have to read to find out.
Distribution: Please, ask first.
Author's note: I want to thank Polarist and Love Roswell for correcting my fics.
Author's note 1: I'm still working on my other fics! I just had to start this one.
Feedback = New chapter.
Chapter 7
They finally managed to move the crystal box into their space ship and hide it. They were grateful that no one was around at the time. With a few last words to Nicholas, they left to Antar with the hidden box.
Michael wouldn't let Liz out of his sight. If he left the room he would take her with him, if she left the room he would be two steps behind her at one time he followed her into the bathroom, where Liz turned, crossed her arms, repetitively tapped her foot and glared at him.
Michael had looked around and noticed where he was, he nodded and blushed, but he just moved aside and when she closed the door he leaned on it.
When Liz opened the door Michael almost fell. Liz glared at him again, and pushed him. After four hours Liz was tired of Michael being her shadow. "That's it, Michael! You want to do something, do it without me! I'm staying here!!!"
Michael took a step towards her. "I don't think so, Liz. I won't give you time to report back to Nicholas."
Liz humped, "Then I guess you'll be staying the night here for the rest of the trip because I'm not moving." Liz sat on the floor and drew her bag close to her.
Michael just stared at her, and he noticed just how tired she looked, and he sighed sitting in one of the nearest chairs he could find. "Fine. But I'm going to watch you like a hawk."
Liz didn't even bothered to look at him, she just began to dig into her bag, until she found what she had been looking for. Liz took the picture and stared at it, but she saw Michael's eyes narrow. "Here," Liz said, handing Michael the picture.
Michael was a little apprehensive at first, but he took it anyway and reluctantly smiled. He studied the picture, Alex had Liz in his arms, one arm was supporting her back and the other arm was under her legs and her arms and legs were pointing upwards and Maria was beside them, making a face at the camera. "So did Alex had to stay in bed for a week after carrying you?"
Liz snatched the picture out of his hands. "I'll have you know Alex is stronger than he appears to be, physically and mentally."
"Who said anything about doubting his strength?"
"I'm light as a feather," Liz retorted, getting his message loud and clear.
"I doubt it, your head alone is enough to weight more than an elephant."
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend," Liz spat out.
Michael stood up. "As a matter of fact I do, and I can get any girl I want."
Liz ignored the twinge of jealousy that ripped through her. "You do? So did you do it without mind warping her? That would have been an achievement!"
"I don't need to mind warp anyone, baby, unlike you. It's too bad you can't, but if you like I can do it for you," Michael hotly said. Missing the fact that she even knew what mind warping meant.
"No, thanks, I'll pass. Besides, I already have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, what's his name?" Michael challenged.
"Kyle." Liz knew it wasn't fair to use Kyle like that, but she couldn't help it, she was in defensive mode—more like jealous mode.
Michael was a little baffled and sat down again. "He's from Earth?"
Liz nodded and thought, 'So, there isn't anything going on between me and Kyle, so what?' Kyle had been after her for a while now, but she just liked him as a friend nothing more.
"So what about "Alex"?" Michael asked, before he could bit his tongue.
"What about him?" Liz asked as a confused look took over her face.
"Well, aren't you his girlfriend or something?"
"NO! My God! Alex is like a brother to me. We've known each other like forever. It has always been Alex, Maria and me." Liz finished with a little sadness in her voice, but more energized she asked, "Why do you ask?"
"We have reached Antar." A voice through the intercom said, saving Michael from having to answer.
Just as they exited the spaceship, they met Prince Max and Isabel. Michael and Isabel hugged.
"We took the crystal box to the laboratory," Max informed Michael.
Liz immediately looked around and saw some guys taking the crystal box away, and before she could do anything, they were out of her sight.
"Who is she?" Isabel asked, once she noticed Liz.
Michael pulled Liz closer to them. "Iz, Max, this is Liz. Nicholas sent her with me." Michael said, looking pointedly at Max as if trying to get through him a secret message.
Max studied Liz and asked, "Do you trust her?"
Michael without looking at Liz answered, "No."
"Let's go to my office and bring her." Max turned and began to make his way to his office.
Michael indicated for Liz to take a seat, and the stood facing Max, waiting for him to speak.
"Why is she here?" Max asked, once he stopped pacing.
"I think Nicholas sent her to spy on us," Michael answered, not to convincing.
Max resumed his pacing. "How did Nicholas found her? Why did he trust her enough to have her come here?"
Michael was about to answer, but Liz stood up interrupting him.
"You know, I'm actually in the room. If you want to know something ask me! I am an actual person; not something painted on the wall. For being a Prince you sure don't have matters," Liz said, glaring at both of them.
She turned, facing a window she hadn't noticed, and all angered left her and she turned pale. "What are they going to do?" She asked, as she saw the crystal box where her mother was incased.
Michael approached Liz and also looked out the window, "They are going to try and get her out. They think they can brake the glass, even though it's frozen, they don't think she will be damaged."
Liz watched in horror as one of the scientists approached the crystal box and three minutes afterward the box shattered to the ground. "NOOOOOOooo!" Liz screamed and began to bang on the window. "You have no idea what you just done!" She wept as her punch on the glass became softer and softer.
The shattered pieces sparkled on the ground.
To be continued…
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: life_mistery@hotmail.com Title: A Life Unknown
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Rating: Pg-13
Category: UC-Mi/L
Summary: You'll just have to read to find out.
Distribution: Please, ask first.
Author's note: I want to thank Polarist and Love Roswell for correcting my fics.
Author's note 1: I'm still working on my other fics! I just had to start this one.
Feedback = New chapter.
Chapter 7
They finally managed to move the crystal box into their space ship and hide it. They were grateful that no one was around at the time. With a few last words to Nicholas, they left to Antar with the hidden box.
Michael wouldn't let Liz out of his sight. If he left the room he would take her with him, if she left the room he would be two steps behind her at one time he followed her into the bathroom, where Liz turned, crossed her arms, repetitively tapped her foot and glared at him.
Michael had looked around and noticed where he was, he nodded and blushed, but he just moved aside and when she closed the door he leaned on it.
When Liz opened the door Michael almost fell. Liz glared at him again, and pushed him. After four hours Liz was tired of Michael being her shadow. "That's it, Michael! You want to do something, do it without me! I'm staying here!!!"
Michael took a step towards her. "I don't think so, Liz. I won't give you time to report back to Nicholas."
Liz humped, "Then I guess you'll be staying the night here for the rest of the trip because I'm not moving." Liz sat on the floor and drew her bag close to her.
Michael just stared at her, and he noticed just how tired she looked, and he sighed sitting in one of the nearest chairs he could find. "Fine. But I'm going to watch you like a hawk."
Liz didn't even bothered to look at him, she just began to dig into her bag, until she found what she had been looking for. Liz took the picture and stared at it, but she saw Michael's eyes narrow. "Here," Liz said, handing Michael the picture.
Michael was a little apprehensive at first, but he took it anyway and reluctantly smiled. He studied the picture, Alex had Liz in his arms, one arm was supporting her back and the other arm was under her legs and her arms and legs were pointing upwards and Maria was beside them, making a face at the camera. "So did Alex had to stay in bed for a week after carrying you?"
Liz snatched the picture out of his hands. "I'll have you know Alex is stronger than he appears to be, physically and mentally."
"Who said anything about doubting his strength?"
"I'm light as a feather," Liz retorted, getting his message loud and clear.
"I doubt it, your head alone is enough to weight more than an elephant."
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend," Liz spat out.
Michael stood up. "As a matter of fact I do, and I can get any girl I want."
Liz ignored the twinge of jealousy that ripped through her. "You do? So did you do it without mind warping her? That would have been an achievement!"
"I don't need to mind warp anyone, baby, unlike you. It's too bad you can't, but if you like I can do it for you," Michael hotly said. Missing the fact that she even knew what mind warping meant.
"No, thanks, I'll pass. Besides, I already have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, what's his name?" Michael challenged.
"Kyle." Liz knew it wasn't fair to use Kyle like that, but she couldn't help it, she was in defensive mode—more like jealous mode.
Michael was a little baffled and sat down again. "He's from Earth?"
Liz nodded and thought, 'So, there isn't anything going on between me and Kyle, so what?' Kyle had been after her for a while now, but she just liked him as a friend nothing more.
"So what about "Alex"?" Michael asked, before he could bit his tongue.
"What about him?" Liz asked as a confused look took over her face.
"Well, aren't you his girlfriend or something?"
"NO! My God! Alex is like a brother to me. We've known each other like forever. It has always been Alex, Maria and me." Liz finished with a little sadness in her voice, but more energized she asked, "Why do you ask?"
"We have reached Antar." A voice through the intercom said, saving Michael from having to answer.
Just as they exited the spaceship, they met Prince Max and Isabel. Michael and Isabel hugged.
"We took the crystal box to the laboratory," Max informed Michael.
Liz immediately looked around and saw some guys taking the crystal box away, and before she could do anything, they were out of her sight.
"Who is she?" Isabel asked, once she noticed Liz.
Michael pulled Liz closer to them. "Iz, Max, this is Liz. Nicholas sent her with me." Michael said, looking pointedly at Max as if trying to get through him a secret message.
Max studied Liz and asked, "Do you trust her?"
Michael without looking at Liz answered, "No."
"Let's go to my office and bring her." Max turned and began to make his way to his office.
Michael indicated for Liz to take a seat, and the stood facing Max, waiting for him to speak.
"Why is she here?" Max asked, once he stopped pacing.
"I think Nicholas sent her to spy on us," Michael answered, not to convincing.
Max resumed his pacing. "How did Nicholas found her? Why did he trust her enough to have her come here?"
Michael was about to answer, but Liz stood up interrupting him.
"You know, I'm actually in the room. If you want to know something ask me! I am an actual person; not something painted on the wall. For being a Prince you sure don't have matters," Liz said, glaring at both of them.
She turned, facing a window she hadn't noticed, and all angered left her and she turned pale. "What are they going to do?" She asked, as she saw the crystal box where her mother was incased.
Michael approached Liz and also looked out the window, "They are going to try and get her out. They think they can brake the glass, even though it's frozen, they don't think she will be damaged."
Liz watched in horror as one of the scientists approached the crystal box and three minutes afterward the box shattered to the ground. "NOOOOOOooo!" Liz screamed and began to bang on the window. "You have no idea what you just done!" She wept as her punch on the glass became softer and softer.
The shattered pieces sparkled on the ground.
To be continued…
