Title: Embracing The Enemy
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Distribution: Please Ask first.
Summary: Max asks Liz to do something for him...You'll have to read to find out the rest.
Rating: Pg-13 for now. I'm still not sure about the rating
Category: Liz/Kivar
Author's Note: I just want to thank Nikki for correcting this, I don't know how she does it.
Feedback: I live for feedback.
Chapter 2
Liz was too drained to even faint, she was broken, she realized. She slowly walked up to Alex and when she stood in front of him, sure he wouldn't disappear she threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly, making Alex think she would crush his bones.
Liz held him tightly, putting her chin on his shoulders; no tears were shed. Liz couldn't bring herself to cry, she had already cried too much but in reality she felt she was dry, that her soul was no longer warm. "Alex," she whispered through her dried lips and closed lids.
Liz, after what seemed like an eternity opened her eyes. She smiled at Alex, but her smile held no comfort or warmth that in the past had been part of her.
Alex ignored the aliens around him; he just wanted to focus on Liz. "How are you, Liz?" Alex knew she wasn't okay but he wanted to know "how" she was, how she felt inside.
Liz tried to smile reassuringly at him and was disgusted with herself; she didn't need a mirror to know her smile was cold. She really did try to make it warm and comforting but there was just no warmth left in her. Shaking her head slowly she answered with a question of her own. "How is it that you are alive?"
Before Alex could answer Kivar interfered, "That, my dear, can wait 'till after dinner."
Liz looked at Alex and when he nodded she took the arm Kivar offered.
Kivar took her to the dinning room and she was amazed with the room. In the middle of the room there was a long table that seemed to have been taken from a castle in England, she could tell it was an antique. The room was bright and when she looked up, she saw a big, sparkling, crystal lamp that seemed to have been made out of diamonds.
"This is beautiful," Liz said in awe.
"Thanks," Kivar whispered, pleased by her reaction.
They all sat down, Kivar at the head of the table; Alex sat to his right, Liz to his left and Nicholas next to Alex.
"Why do you want to join us?" Kivar asked after their food had been served.
Liz looked up from her food. "It wasn't my idea. It was Max or Zan, whatever you prefer to call him."
"He wanted you to turn to the 'other side'?" Kivar probed.
Alex and Nicholas listened intently.
"No, he wanted me to spy, so I could tell him where Tess and his son were."
Kivar filled his wine glass again. "And you just agreed?"
"Uh-huh. Why not? After all I'm Little Lizzie Parker, the do-gooder," Liz said, bitterly.
"How do you expect me to trust you? How do I know you are in this for the whole ride?"
"I don't expect you to believe me. But, those are good questions except I don't have answers for them," Liz smiled, sweetly, but it didn't fit her, not like it would have before she knew aliens existed.
Nicholas spoke up, "I told you, Kivar, that she was not to be trusted."
Kivar ignored Nicholas. "I like you, Elizabeth."
Liz shrugged and they ate in silence. Liz occasionally glanced at Alex, marveling at the fact that he was alive, and she wanted answers.
Alex could feel Liz studying him under her lashes as if he were an insect under a microscope and he knew he would need to answer her questions. Alex groaned when they cleared the table, because he knew the time to talk was getting near.
Alex looked over at Kivar, silently asking for his approval. When Kivar nodded, he turned to Liz. "Liz, I'll show you to your room."
Liz nodded and quickly stood up; she knew Alex was going to answer her question.
They walked in silence until they reached her room. Liz could tell Alex was gathering up his courage.
Liz didn't bothered to look around her room; she just sat on the bed, and urged Alex to sit next to her.
Alex nervously took his seat at the edge of the bed and leaned against the headboard, he was afraid she would judge him, but she surprised him.
"I could never judge you, Alex," Liz reassured him, as if hearing his thoughts. "Don't say anything, Alex, not yet," she pleaded before he could speak.
Alex nodded and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her towards him.
Liz began to trace his face with her hands as if she were a blind person. "I just want to make sure it is real," she whispered.
Her best friend, her brother was alive. "You really are alive, Alex," she declared in awe. She laid her hand on top of his heart and for the first time her lips curved in what could be called a real small smile. Liz leaned so that her ear was on top of his heart. "You always made the greatest music."
Alex laughed, "God, how I missed you. …How I missed everyone."
Liz ignored the reference to the others and they stayed in silence, Liz listening to the beating of his heart.
"I knew what Tess was doing to me," Alex began softly and unsure. "But I couldn't stop her."
Liz just let him speak, knowing he would set his own pace.
"When I confronted her and fought her I fainted, but she assumed I was dead. Somehow Kivar's people switch me. They never told me how, but I couldn't leave this place or contact anyone." Alex was grateful for her silence, but he didn't need to hear her words to know he had her support. Every time she tightened her hold on him it told him and gave him courage. "I owe Kivar my life—"
"No more, Alex," Liz said, slowly and forcefully. "I understand the rest and I would never hold it against you, Alex. We both owe him for keeping you alive and safe."
Alex was relieved, but not surprised Liz understood, she always did.
"Tell me how he is."
Alex looked thoughtful for a second. "Everything you heard is true. He is cruel and ruthless, he hates the Royal Four, all he wants is power, but if you are on his side you'll never see that side of him, but if you are his enemy…"
Liz didn't need to be told the rest and she played the words over in her mind. She felt Alex moved and she looked up.
"I have work to do," Alex said, simply and left Liz to her thoughts.
Once Alex left she took the opportunity to inspect her room and she immediately fell in love with the balcony, it was by the edge of the cliff looking out to the ocean, and she saw the advantage of a room on the third floor.
* * *
Liz was leaning against the edge of the balcony and she felt a strong hand close over her shoulder, for some unexplained reason she wasn't startled, she was comforted. She turned and faced Kivar.
"What are you doing here?" Liz inquired, not being able to turn away from his cold dark eyes.
"I need to know…" Kivar caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
"You need to know what?" Liz probed.
"How far are you willing to go to prove your loyalty to me?" Before she could answer he grabbed her by the shoulders and crushed his lips to hers. He coaxed her lips apart and Liz couldn't do anything to stop it, except to go along with it. It was a kiss unlike any other. It was warm and cold, rough and gentle, soft and hard, and yet his question kept repeating itself over and over again in her mind to the point she thought it would drive her crazy.
* * *
Liz gasped and pulled herself into a sitting position, the question still at the edge of her mind. Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and stared right back at Kivars.
"Well, do you have an answer?" He asked.
To be continued…
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Distribution: Please Ask first.
Summary: Max asks Liz to do something for him...You'll have to read to find out the rest.
Rating: Pg-13 for now. I'm still not sure about the rating
Category: Liz/Kivar
Author's Note: I just want to thank Nikki for correcting this, I don't know how she does it.
Feedback: I live for feedback.
Chapter 2
Liz was too drained to even faint, she was broken, she realized. She slowly walked up to Alex and when she stood in front of him, sure he wouldn't disappear she threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly, making Alex think she would crush his bones.
Liz held him tightly, putting her chin on his shoulders; no tears were shed. Liz couldn't bring herself to cry, she had already cried too much but in reality she felt she was dry, that her soul was no longer warm. "Alex," she whispered through her dried lips and closed lids.
Liz, after what seemed like an eternity opened her eyes. She smiled at Alex, but her smile held no comfort or warmth that in the past had been part of her.
Alex ignored the aliens around him; he just wanted to focus on Liz. "How are you, Liz?" Alex knew she wasn't okay but he wanted to know "how" she was, how she felt inside.
Liz tried to smile reassuringly at him and was disgusted with herself; she didn't need a mirror to know her smile was cold. She really did try to make it warm and comforting but there was just no warmth left in her. Shaking her head slowly she answered with a question of her own. "How is it that you are alive?"
Before Alex could answer Kivar interfered, "That, my dear, can wait 'till after dinner."
Liz looked at Alex and when he nodded she took the arm Kivar offered.
Kivar took her to the dinning room and she was amazed with the room. In the middle of the room there was a long table that seemed to have been taken from a castle in England, she could tell it was an antique. The room was bright and when she looked up, she saw a big, sparkling, crystal lamp that seemed to have been made out of diamonds.
"This is beautiful," Liz said in awe.
"Thanks," Kivar whispered, pleased by her reaction.
They all sat down, Kivar at the head of the table; Alex sat to his right, Liz to his left and Nicholas next to Alex.
"Why do you want to join us?" Kivar asked after their food had been served.
Liz looked up from her food. "It wasn't my idea. It was Max or Zan, whatever you prefer to call him."
"He wanted you to turn to the 'other side'?" Kivar probed.
Alex and Nicholas listened intently.
"No, he wanted me to spy, so I could tell him where Tess and his son were."
Kivar filled his wine glass again. "And you just agreed?"
"Uh-huh. Why not? After all I'm Little Lizzie Parker, the do-gooder," Liz said, bitterly.
"How do you expect me to trust you? How do I know you are in this for the whole ride?"
"I don't expect you to believe me. But, those are good questions except I don't have answers for them," Liz smiled, sweetly, but it didn't fit her, not like it would have before she knew aliens existed.
Nicholas spoke up, "I told you, Kivar, that she was not to be trusted."
Kivar ignored Nicholas. "I like you, Elizabeth."
Liz shrugged and they ate in silence. Liz occasionally glanced at Alex, marveling at the fact that he was alive, and she wanted answers.
Alex could feel Liz studying him under her lashes as if he were an insect under a microscope and he knew he would need to answer her questions. Alex groaned when they cleared the table, because he knew the time to talk was getting near.
Alex looked over at Kivar, silently asking for his approval. When Kivar nodded, he turned to Liz. "Liz, I'll show you to your room."
Liz nodded and quickly stood up; she knew Alex was going to answer her question.
They walked in silence until they reached her room. Liz could tell Alex was gathering up his courage.
Liz didn't bothered to look around her room; she just sat on the bed, and urged Alex to sit next to her.
Alex nervously took his seat at the edge of the bed and leaned against the headboard, he was afraid she would judge him, but she surprised him.
"I could never judge you, Alex," Liz reassured him, as if hearing his thoughts. "Don't say anything, Alex, not yet," she pleaded before he could speak.
Alex nodded and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her towards him.
Liz began to trace his face with her hands as if she were a blind person. "I just want to make sure it is real," she whispered.
Her best friend, her brother was alive. "You really are alive, Alex," she declared in awe. She laid her hand on top of his heart and for the first time her lips curved in what could be called a real small smile. Liz leaned so that her ear was on top of his heart. "You always made the greatest music."
Alex laughed, "God, how I missed you. …How I missed everyone."
Liz ignored the reference to the others and they stayed in silence, Liz listening to the beating of his heart.
"I knew what Tess was doing to me," Alex began softly and unsure. "But I couldn't stop her."
Liz just let him speak, knowing he would set his own pace.
"When I confronted her and fought her I fainted, but she assumed I was dead. Somehow Kivar's people switch me. They never told me how, but I couldn't leave this place or contact anyone." Alex was grateful for her silence, but he didn't need to hear her words to know he had her support. Every time she tightened her hold on him it told him and gave him courage. "I owe Kivar my life—"
"No more, Alex," Liz said, slowly and forcefully. "I understand the rest and I would never hold it against you, Alex. We both owe him for keeping you alive and safe."
Alex was relieved, but not surprised Liz understood, she always did.
"Tell me how he is."
Alex looked thoughtful for a second. "Everything you heard is true. He is cruel and ruthless, he hates the Royal Four, all he wants is power, but if you are on his side you'll never see that side of him, but if you are his enemy…"
Liz didn't need to be told the rest and she played the words over in her mind. She felt Alex moved and she looked up.
"I have work to do," Alex said, simply and left Liz to her thoughts.
Once Alex left she took the opportunity to inspect her room and she immediately fell in love with the balcony, it was by the edge of the cliff looking out to the ocean, and she saw the advantage of a room on the third floor.
* * *
Liz was leaning against the edge of the balcony and she felt a strong hand close over her shoulder, for some unexplained reason she wasn't startled, she was comforted. She turned and faced Kivar.
"What are you doing here?" Liz inquired, not being able to turn away from his cold dark eyes.
"I need to know…" Kivar caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
"You need to know what?" Liz probed.
"How far are you willing to go to prove your loyalty to me?" Before she could answer he grabbed her by the shoulders and crushed his lips to hers. He coaxed her lips apart and Liz couldn't do anything to stop it, except to go along with it. It was a kiss unlike any other. It was warm and cold, rough and gentle, soft and hard, and yet his question kept repeating itself over and over again in her mind to the point she thought it would drive her crazy.
* * *
Liz gasped and pulled herself into a sitting position, the question still at the edge of her mind. Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and stared right back at Kivars.
"Well, do you have an answer?" He asked.
To be continued…