Title: There Will Be Tomorrow
Author: talena
Disclaimers: Nope, don't own anything, otherwise this story of mine would be a
script for an episode. Roswell belongs to Jason Katims and Melinda Mitz.
Category: Crossover (Roswell/Angel and a little Buffy)
Ratings/Genre: R/drama
Summary/Spoilers: Post-Destiny. Liz leaves Max behind to fulfill his destiny,
only to find that Fate has its own plans for her.
Author's Notes: I don't exactly remember the episode Destiny, just the
important details, so I don't remember how they discovered the van, ok? But this
is how it's going to be in my fic. Also this chapter is a bit R-ish.
Chapter 2: Spiraling Out of Control
Liz sighed as she carefully tucked her journal into her carry-on bag. It had been a tiring hour, and she still had a few hours left before she would be in Florida. No matter what she did, she couldn't get the memories out of her head, or the passionate emotions that came with every memory.
Add to her growing lists of frustration was the fact that she still felt those eyes watching her, but not only that…she also had this restless feeling in her stomach, an apprehension and it was causing distress to her and her baby. So a little nap wouldn't hurt her. With this thought, Liz slipped quietly into the world of dreams; a hand lay protectively over her stomach, caressing her baby. Not a moment passed where she didn't feel like she was being watched.
Liz's Dream
::Flash::
'Max? Max!' Liz stooped down next to the tired form of Max, and embraced him slightly. She saw the fatigue in his eyes, and heard his labored breathing. He looked up at her, his eyes flashing with sorrow.
'I can't make it Liz. Get out of here. Just leave me.' He rasped out hoarsely. Liz shook her head vehemently, 'No! I came for you Max Evans, don't think I'm going to leave without you.'
Looking around quickly, she spotted a run down van several yards away from them. 'Come on Max. We can hide in that van.'
She grasped his waist tightly as she pulled him up, and together they struggled to the van.
::Flash::
'I'm sorry for dragging you into this.' He whispered as he caressed her cheek gently. Tears formed in her eyes as she gazed into his amber eyes, aglow with love for her.
'You didn't drag me anywhere…without you, I wouldn't be alive today.' She murmured as she held him closer, still looking into his eyes, she whispered softly, 'The day you saved me, I began to live Max.'
'I love you Max Evans.'
::Flash::
'I love you too. I don't care about anything else. All that matters to me is that you, Liz you complete me. You make me human…you're my life. I know I don't deserve you…after the way I've treated you…but…'
::Flash::
'It's ok Max. We're in this together now. We'll find a way to heal.'
::Flash::
A searing kiss, penetrating through their hearts and minds as they began to glow a soft silver.
::Flash::
Kisses growing more and more urgent.
Hearts and souls beginning to connect.
A soulful gaze, questioning.
A small nod of approval.
::Flash::
One by one, clothing being discarded as they discovered newer heights.
Hands hastily exploring. Kisses grew more sloppy, more frantic.
Bodies molding together, as if sculpted for one another by the hands of Fate, heated flesh against heated flesh. His hard young body seeking fulfillment in her soft and supple one.
::Flash::
She was moaning softly as he pushed her to newer and newer experiences.
He was groaning at her responsiveness, holding onto that last thread of control, all exhaustion now gone.
::Flash::
Positioning himself above her, Max paused, giving Liz one last chance to stop before he lost all control.
::Flash::
Amber eyes glowed with hesitation and lust, but above all else, love.
Doe eyes glowed with trust, passion, and love that equaled his.
::Flash::
Awe as he began to fill her slowly, deliciously, completely.
Pain as he broke through her virginal barrier, filling her wholly.
Love as he gently maneuvered his hands between their joined bodies to heal her, taking away her pain.
Pleasure at the feel of him entirely inside her, giving her a new sense of completeness.
::Flash::
Their connection was never so open, and he felt it all and answered with his own storm of emotions.
Awe as he slowly pushed into her, finally feeling the warmth that was Liz around him, surrounding and healing him.
Pain as he broke through her barrier, instantly feeling her pain, and taking it as his own. The hot searing pain tearing through his heart.
Love as he gazed down into her trusting eyes, healing her, effectively taking away their pain.
Pleasure as her walls tightened around him, making him feel like he was finally whole, and he never felt more at home or at peace.
::Flash::
Liz began to thrust her hips experimentally, causing Max to groan and to start his thrusts, slowly at first.
::Flash::
They led each other to the ancient rhythm, giving and receiving as they pushed each other to that climatic end.
::Flash::
Moans escaping her mouth as she encouraged him on with the thrusting of her hips.
Grunts as he sped up.
::Flash::
Harder….faster… deeper…harder…faster...deeper…harder…faster…deeper.
::Flash::
He slowed his movements when he realized her eyes were tightly closed, and concern immediately etched his features, fear that he was hurting her. Her eyes opened as she looked up at him, caressing his cheek with her hand.
'Heal me Max. I love you so much. Heal me.'
::Flash::
They were standing together at the edge of the unknown, something much deeper, and together they stumbled over into ecstasy.
::Flash::
I love you Liz Parker. Nothing else matters.
::Flash::
You are the Royal Four…
::Flash::
The prophecy has begun…the child has been conceived. Lord help us all.
::Flash::
It doesn't matter! I love you Liz!
::Flash::
We love tough ones don't we Angelus?
::Flash::
Liam…
::Flash::
Two illusions, a golden man and a silvery woman, staring at her. They clasped their hands together, and together spoke, their voices enchanting her.
…the place of angels is where all shall be revealed…go there and do not fear the one fallen angel…
Their clasped hands began to glow a bright white light, as did her being and they spoke again, screaming almost
… travel to the land of angels and your destiny shall be clear…
Liz's eyes snap opened, and she gasped, laying a hand on her swiftly beating heart. Her mind still reeling from the onslaught of memories her dream had brought.
"Excuse me miss?" Someone clasped her on the shoulder, and Liz shied away from the wrinkled hand, and came face to face with an elderly woman.
"Are you alright sweetie? Are you bleeding? Should I call the flight attendant?" The elderly woman asked, and Liz restrained the shudder that threatened her being at the odd tone in the woman's voice. That was when she noticed the stinging of the scar above her eye, and the blood that was dripping from there.
"No, thank you. I'm fine. I'll just head to the bathroom and get cleaned up. It was just a nightmare." She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, and headed to the back, wanting for some reason or the other to get away from that woman.
The elderly woman watched the young brunette race away, and a devious smile crossed her face, and her eyes held a yellowish tint as she hissed, "Soon child…soon."
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"So what did the Council say? Any specifics? Come on Wes, don't leave us hanging here!" Cordelia exclaimed loudly causing Gunn to cover his ears, and Angel, who had been sitting quietly, listening and brooding, to wince slightly.
"Calm down Cordelia. The Watcher Council has informed me that a new slayer has been called. They have rehired me to train her, and they want me to leave right away."
"Well where does she live? Where do we get to go for vacation? Who is she? Do you know her name?" Cordelia asked excitedly.
"Yes, yes. The new slayer seems to be a Miss Elizabeth Claudia Parker of Roswell, New Mexico. She is currently sixteen years of age, and should be starting her junior year in fall." Wesley informed, reading the information he had written down.
"Roswell, New Mexico? Ick. Couldn't they have picked a place…well I don't know that isn't so sandy or hot?" Cordelia complained then brightened at the prospect of having another female around. Not that she wasn't enjoying Angel, Wesley, and Gunn's company, but there were some things you could only do with a girl. "Oh well, maybe I'll meet a hot alien. So when do we leave?"
"Well, I should be leaving right away…" Wesley however was interrupted from a slight yelp, and he looked over at Angel.
Angel had snatched the cross that he had been wearing around his neck away, and they could see the fresh marks of the shape of the cross burned into his skin. Cordelia went into mother hen mode as she stormed over to Angel, and took the cross away from his fingers.
"Why are you wearing this? Did you or did you not forget that vampires cannot play with crosses…nonetheless wear them?" She snapped as she held the cross up to inspect it. "Ok, it's beautiful and all, but it's not worth getting burned over is it?"
Angel, who had recovered from his shock, was trying to retrieve the precious item from her, but to no avail as Cordelia held it out of his reach.
"I was never burned before when I wore it. It was the only cross that I could hold."
Cordelia frowned and examined it closer, "Why? What's so special about it? I mean it's pretty and all, but…"
"It belonged to my sister. She gave it to me before she died."
Cordelia stopped, and stared at him. It was the first time he had really talked about his past, and she caught the sorrow and love in his eyes, along with the familiar guilt when he spoke of his sister. She handed him the cross, and to their amazement, it didn't affect him in any way. Angel said nothing as he slipped the chain around his neck.
Suddenly Cordelia doubled over in pain, and she clutched her head.
"Cordy!" Angel caught her before she fell over, and picked her up and laid her onto a chair.
A small space…it looked like the bathroom of a plane.
A petit brunette looking into the mirror.
A bag…the tag reading Parker.
The mirror suddenly shattering, the screams of the brunette echoing … a bright silver glow…then darkness.
Cordelia sat up with a gasp, and Gunn handed her a glass of water, which she drank carefully, letting the liquid soothe her suddenly dry throat.
"Are you ok? What did you see?" Angel asked as he smoothed away her hair. Cordelia looked towards Wesley and asked urgently, "Did they give you a description?"
"What?"
"The new slayer. Do you know what she looks like? A picture, anything."
"Yes, of course." Wesley dug through the envelope he had been sent and pulled out a picture. " Here."
Cordelia took one look at the picture, and her face grew paler. It couldn't be.
"What did you say her name was again?"
"Elizabeth Parker…Cordelia, what's going on?"
She gasped, and a vision of the tag on the small backpack came to her mind. Parker…Elizabeth Parker. "Oh my God!"
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Liz stood in front of the mirror, gasping quietly as she tried to slow her breathing. But her the scenes from her dreams kept haunting her.
::Flash::
The prophecy has begun…the child has been conceived. Lord help us all.
::Flash::
We love tough ones don't we Angelus?
::Flash::
Liam…
::Flash::
Two illusions, a golden man and a silvery woman, staring at her. They clasped their hands together, and together spoke, their voices enchanting her.
…the place of angels is where all shall be revealed…go there and do not fear the one fallen angel…
Their clasped hands began to glow a bright white light, as did her being and they spoke again, screaming almost
… travel to the land of angels and your destiny shall be clear…
::end flashes::
What did it all mean? The unearthly couple? The place of angels? What did that mean? My Destiny shall be clear? This is so confusing. Who is the fallen angel? Why am I talking to myself? Agh!
Liz let out a frustrated cry, sending her things flying everywhere. Sighing once more, she got down and started to pick everything up. Once she was done, she stood up again, and turned the water on, splashing her face with the cool liquid.
Abruptly, she heard a low rumbling sound, then the screams of many of the passengers. Panicking, she grabbed at the door to the bathroom, and tried to yank it open, but it was stuck. She tried again, but it wouldn't budge.
Gasping loudly, she ran back to her bag, trying to find something that could help her. But before she could find anything, a bright light surrounded her, blinding her and she screamed as she heard the sounds of an explosion. Her last thought was of her daughter before she blacked out and fell into the realm of unconsciousness.
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"Hey Kyle, have you seen Liz?" Maria called as she sat down next to him, with the remainder of the pod squad standing behind her.
"Why?" Kyle asked, suddenly going onto defensive mode, as his protective side kicked into over drive.
"Whoa, chill Kyle I just want to see her." Maria explained, "We all do."
Kyle stood up and glared at her, "Why? So you could yell at her again? Or do you just want to slap her again?"
Maria shrunk back under his accusing glare, and Michael rose to her defense.
"Lay off her Valenti."
"Ohh is Mr. Alien Man defending his little human girl? What now Ria? Too afraid to admit you were wrong? That you all were wrong?" Kyle mocked as he glared at them all. He couldn't help, seeing how they had treated her, and Liz's pain. Maria was beginning to tear up, and Michael reacted. "I mean it Valenti. Lay off. Just tell us where Liz is so we can talk to her."
"Why should I? So you guys could rip her heart out and stomp all over it? So you could take away whatever's left of her sanity. Or did you want to completely ruin her life?" He looked from Maria, to Max, to Tess, and back to Max.
"I stepped back so you could be with her. I trusted you to take care of her." He sneered, as he stood up in front of Max, not intimidated by Max's taller stature, or alien powers for that matter.
"Forget it Evans, I'm not letting you hurt her again. Oh…I guess you didn't notice that she was hurting, huh? Do you know how hard it was for her to let go of you? Guess you didn't because you just walked all over her and her heart. I don't know how she could have trusted you so much, loved you so much. She protected all of you so, sacrificed so much, and you repay her by stomping all over her feelings. You disgust me, and as for where she is, well she's somewhere else. Somewhere you can't see or hurt her. I'm leaving, suddenly I don't feel so hungry anymore."
Kyle finished and he stalked over to the counter to where Nancy was working, leaving them all behind in shock, and the guilt flooded through them as they all saw in each of their minds, the times they had seen Liz. Thin, and pale, with that unending sorrow shining through her eyes.
"What have I done?" Maria exclaimed as she collapsed in shock, not recovering from Kyle's outburst. For the first time, she saw in her mind the pain Liz had been in, and it hurt her so much. She saw it all , but she had ignored it because of her pettiness. Guilt was raw in her as tears escaped her eyes. Michael was next to her, comforting her.
Kyle watched from where he was talking to Nancy, as the group of teens all stood guilt and regret clearly radiating through them. Good. He thought, they deserved every thing they were feeling and more for what they had done to his Lizzie.
"Nancy!" Jeff Parker's panicked voice reached to them from the backroom, and the urgency in it caused not only Nancy and Kyle to run towards the back, but also the pod squad.
Jeff Parker was sitting in front of the television, his face ashen white as he stared at the screen. The remains of an airplane were seen, and the explosion that caused it was also shown along with the words. Flight 511 to Miami, Florida exploded not more than ten minutes before. No survivors found.
Max stood and stared at the television, seeing the fiery explosion over and over as it replayed, but not comprehending until Nancy Parker's voice uttered those words that sent him into oblivion.
"Oh my God! Jeff, that's Lizzie's flight!"
tbc…(??? Only if you want me to that is…)
A/N: And you thought the last cliffhanger was bad…well, I think I outdid myself, no?
Ok a few things about this chapter…
First, I know the stuff I wrote in here was different from Destiny, but I hope what I wrote wasn't all that bad.
Second, about those flashes in her dreams, I know those were lame, but I'm trying to keep this fic…well not NC-17, meaning no no on those types of scenes.
Third, I hope you think the pod squad got what they deserved through Kyle yelling at them…I know it was sorta weak, but I thought that the guilt of driving Liz away would get them.
And Last, Sorry for the long wait…I made this part extra long to make up for it, (nine pages instead of four or five), I hope it was worth it and you like it…cause I don't wanna feel like I just babbles on for pages on nothing. :)
Hope you guys had a wonderful holiday, and best wishes in the New Year! Till next time…