Maria laid down in her bed. She couldn't believe that Alex was gone again. Right now she needed her best friends. At least she had Liz. Liz could always help Maria through everything. And she had Michael.
She knew she hurt Michael when she wouldn't let him help her. But she couldn't shake of the feeling of blaming him. She didn't want to and she knew deep down that it wasn't his fault. But if he, Max and Isabel hadn't come into all of their lives, that alien that was after them would have never killed Alex. And Maria hadn't got pregnant with an alien-baby and then got taken away and being tortured.
But Maria knew that she couldn't blame them for any of that. After all, if it hadn't been for Max, Liz would be dead right now. The shooting at the Crashdown would have left Maria without Liz and for that she was forever thankful to Max.
But when you come as close to dying as Maria did, you start to think differently. Well, actually she did die. And it was Michael who saved her, so she really had no reason to blame anyone for anything. Accept maybe herself. She and Michael didn't know where to find their baby because of her.
If she'd only found out were she was taken or if she had found some way for those men not to take the baby.
She could have done something if she'd only been stronger.
Now they had no way of finding their baby…no way.
Maria had told Michael and everyone else about her losing the baby to the people who took her. And they all been understanding and saying that it wasn't her fault, but Maria blamed herself and she knew that the others eventually would too.
Michael had told her that they were going to get their son or dother back, but Maria wasn't so sure. She had blown their chances when she lost him or her.
Maria tried to block the feelings about her baby away. Maybe it wasn't even alive anymore.
She couldn't think like that anymore, but if she didn't think of that, her thoughts kept drifting back to Alex again.
Will the hurt ever stop?, Maria thought and closed her eyes.
Will all the pain ever go away…?
Liz was sitting on her bed, writing in her journal, when she was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Can I come in?" she heard Max's voice from outside.
Liz wiped away her tears and then said:
"Sure. Come on in."
The door opened and Max stepped in. Liz motioned for him to sit down on the bed and he did.
"So. How are you feeling?" Max asked and took her hand.
"I'm okay," Liz lied. "I mean…we all knew that this was going to happen eventually."
"Yeah, but that doesn't make it any easier, does it?" Max asked.
Sometimes it seemed that Max could read her mind, Liz thought.
"No," she said. "It doesn't." It really didn't.
"At least you, Maria and Alex got to say a real goodbye this time," Max tried, apparently trying to find some bright spots in all the black ones.
"Yeah. That was nice," Liz agreed. "And I think I got a real good picture of the three of us together."
"Typical you Liz," Max said and smiled.
"What do you mean?"
"Remembering to take pictures in a time like this," Max answered.
Liz gave a weak smile and went up from the bed.
"Where are you going now?" Max asked confused.
Liz didn't answer, she just got the camera from her desk and went back to sit next to Max again.
"I should have known," Max said and turned to Liz. "Sometimes you're so predictable."
"Really? You think so?" Liz said with a playful grin on her face.
"Yeah. I mean, do you remember the time when you…"
But Max didn't get to finish his sentence, cause Liz reached behind her back for a pillow. Then she threw it in Max's face.
Max quickly got his act together and snagged another pillow and jumped on Liz so that she fell on her back on the bed.
Then he let go of the pillow and started tickling her on the stomach.
Liz started laughing and kicking wildly.
"Stop it! Max, stop it!" she screamed and tried to get away. But Max was too strong to fight.
"I'll stop if you admit it," Max said and hell Liz's arms down on the bed so that she couldn't tickle him.
"Admit what?" Liz asked innocently.
"Oh I think you know what I mean," Max answered. "You're not as innocent as you look, you know!"
"Innocent? That's the second false accuse you've made this night," Liz said, accusing Max.
"What did I say?" Max asked and tried to look clueless. But in all the talking he seemed to have forgotten to hold down Liz hard. Liz, however, could feel that he wasn't really holding on any more, so she took her chances and crawled out of his hold. Then she got away from the bed and ran out of the room as fast as she could. She could hear Max scream from behind her.
"Just wait until I catch you! Little innocent girl!"
Liz could hear by his footsteps that he was close by and she did the mistake to look back. That gave Max the chance to catch up and soon Liz was on the floor on her back. Max was lying on top of her, but was careful not to lay all of his body-weight on her.
They were both laughing load, but when Liz looked into Max's eyes they both stopped abruptly.
Max slowly leaned in and kissed her and Liz got the same feeling she always got when Max kissed her. That amazing feeling that made her think that they were the only two people existing in the world.
Max rolled them around so that Liz now lay on top of him. Liz started running her hands through Max's hair and Max kept stroking her back with tender movements. For a while Liz forgot about everything exept Max and about kissing him…
TBC… Please rewiew!
