Title: Mislead Belief
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
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: Thanks to Nikki for correcting it.
Feedback = New chapter.
Epilogue
Liz didn't care if her mother hadn't finished; she closed the transmission and stumbled onto a chair. 'Did this happen because of what I did?'
Liz felt numbed, she only moved when Maria burst through the doors.
"Liz, my shift started but the Crashdown is packed. We need your help."
Liz blinked before nodding. "I'll be there in a minute."
Maria looked at Liz questionably, but left, Liz's grieving tone left no room for questions.
Liz wiped her face and went down to help at the Crashdown. 'I'll grieve later. Where I can completely drown in my own tears.'
The day had been busy, not giving Liz time to think about Michael's fate and she was grateful for that. She didn't want to think about his death, because if she didn't think about it then maybe, just maybe it wouldn't be true.
Liz was counting the cash without success; she would lose count after the tenth bill. She knew she could easily tell how much money there was, but then she wouldn't have anything to do except think and accept Michael's death. She had sent everyone else back to their houses, she had wanted to do all the cleaning, but she had finished sooner than she had wanted.
Liz heard the bell sound and said, without looking up from the money. "We are closed."
"I know," the person said, making Liz drop the money.
Liz slowly began to look up; she started with his feet until she finally reached his face. "M—Michael? H—how?"
Michael took a step forward and Liz took a step back in return, she raised her hand to stop a sob. "Michael??"
"I set it up," Michael offered as an explanation. "Liz, I want to be with you. I love you, and that was the only way I could end my ties to Antar." Michael grabbed Liz by the arms. "Liz, I love you," he repeated.
Liz's eyes filled with happy tears, the words she had been longing to hear were finally spoken by the love of her life. Her eyes harden and she slapped him, the sound echoing in the Crashdown and she began to hit him on the chest. "How dare you make me think you were dead?! How DARE you make me marry MAX?! Now you say you love me? NOW? Well, guess what Bucko, I don't," and she began to sob.
Michael wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close to him. "I'm sorry, Liz, but I know you don't mean that. Marry me."
Liz abruptly stopped crying and looked Michael in the eyes for a second before bowing her head. "I can't. I'm not worthy. I'm a murderer, Michael. My hands are tainted with blood. Kivar's blood."
Michael lifted her chin. "I don't care. Liz, I love you. Your hands are not the only ones that have blood on them. Liz, you don't think I've killed? Liz, we were at war."
"I know," Liz tried to bow her head again, but Michael didn't let her. "I have new responsibilities now, Michael."
"And? Liz, will share them. We'll learn to listen to each other, we'll be a team, a couple, friends, lovers, but most importantly we'll be together." Before Liz could say anything, Michael kissed her, erasing all her train of thoughts.
"Michael—"
"You know what. I don't care what you have to say on the subject, we are getting married whether you like it or not." Without further ado, Michael picked Liz up and threw her over his shoulder.
Liz began to kick and scream. "You are a barbarian, Michael! Now put me down!"
Michael shook, his head. "Nope, not until you agree to marry me."
"You are crazy, Michael," Liz said, twisting her body, trying to get out of Michael's grip.
"Just admit it, Liz, you love me. You can't live without me. I'm your alien stud-muffin."
"My alien stud-muffin?? More like my pain in the butt," Liz muttered. "Put me down!"
"Baby, I told you we are getting married. Your father told me about a nice Priest and everything."
"My father?" Liz asked, shocked and then grumbled with a happy twinkle in her eyes, "Fine, but I'm not spending the honey moon on Antar."
The end!
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
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: Thanks to Nikki for correcting it.
Feedback = New chapter.
Epilogue
Liz didn't care if her mother hadn't finished; she closed the transmission and stumbled onto a chair. 'Did this happen because of what I did?'
Liz felt numbed, she only moved when Maria burst through the doors.
"Liz, my shift started but the Crashdown is packed. We need your help."
Liz blinked before nodding. "I'll be there in a minute."
Maria looked at Liz questionably, but left, Liz's grieving tone left no room for questions.
Liz wiped her face and went down to help at the Crashdown. 'I'll grieve later. Where I can completely drown in my own tears.'
The day had been busy, not giving Liz time to think about Michael's fate and she was grateful for that. She didn't want to think about his death, because if she didn't think about it then maybe, just maybe it wouldn't be true.
Liz was counting the cash without success; she would lose count after the tenth bill. She knew she could easily tell how much money there was, but then she wouldn't have anything to do except think and accept Michael's death. She had sent everyone else back to their houses, she had wanted to do all the cleaning, but she had finished sooner than she had wanted.
Liz heard the bell sound and said, without looking up from the money. "We are closed."
"I know," the person said, making Liz drop the money.
Liz slowly began to look up; she started with his feet until she finally reached his face. "M—Michael? H—how?"
Michael took a step forward and Liz took a step back in return, she raised her hand to stop a sob. "Michael??"
"I set it up," Michael offered as an explanation. "Liz, I want to be with you. I love you, and that was the only way I could end my ties to Antar." Michael grabbed Liz by the arms. "Liz, I love you," he repeated.
Liz's eyes filled with happy tears, the words she had been longing to hear were finally spoken by the love of her life. Her eyes harden and she slapped him, the sound echoing in the Crashdown and she began to hit him on the chest. "How dare you make me think you were dead?! How DARE you make me marry MAX?! Now you say you love me? NOW? Well, guess what Bucko, I don't," and she began to sob.
Michael wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close to him. "I'm sorry, Liz, but I know you don't mean that. Marry me."
Liz abruptly stopped crying and looked Michael in the eyes for a second before bowing her head. "I can't. I'm not worthy. I'm a murderer, Michael. My hands are tainted with blood. Kivar's blood."
Michael lifted her chin. "I don't care. Liz, I love you. Your hands are not the only ones that have blood on them. Liz, you don't think I've killed? Liz, we were at war."
"I know," Liz tried to bow her head again, but Michael didn't let her. "I have new responsibilities now, Michael."
"And? Liz, will share them. We'll learn to listen to each other, we'll be a team, a couple, friends, lovers, but most importantly we'll be together." Before Liz could say anything, Michael kissed her, erasing all her train of thoughts.
"Michael—"
"You know what. I don't care what you have to say on the subject, we are getting married whether you like it or not." Without further ado, Michael picked Liz up and threw her over his shoulder.
Liz began to kick and scream. "You are a barbarian, Michael! Now put me down!"
Michael shook, his head. "Nope, not until you agree to marry me."
"You are crazy, Michael," Liz said, twisting her body, trying to get out of Michael's grip.
"Just admit it, Liz, you love me. You can't live without me. I'm your alien stud-muffin."
"My alien stud-muffin?? More like my pain in the butt," Liz muttered. "Put me down!"
"Baby, I told you we are getting married. Your father told me about a nice Priest and everything."
"My father?" Liz asked, shocked and then grumbled with a happy twinkle in her eyes, "Fine, but I'm not spending the honey moon on Antar."
The end!
