Max found himself standing in a dark, empty room. There was no sound at all except the sound of quiet crying. Max walked towards the sound. Liz was sitting huddled in

a corner. Max ran over to her.

'Liz?'

Liz raised her swollen eyes to look at him. 'I'm sorry Max… I never meant to, to hurt you.'

Max said nothing, he just lowered his head an kissed her. He lifted her in his arms and began to walk towards the light of where he had come in.

***

At the sight of Liz' arm stirring Maria broke the connection and ran forward. 'LIZ!' she screamed! 'Chica! Are you OK?'

Liz' eyes flickered and she moved one arm to brush her head.

'Liz… don't move yet,' said Max gently. He raised his arm wearily and waved it over

her. One by one Liz' cuts and bruises disappeared, all that is except the puncture on her arm where the last needle had pierced her skin. Max looked at it confusedly, and tried again to heal it. Liz just shook her head.

'That one won't go Max, I don't think I want it to.' said Liz quietly.

Max looked at her in surprise. Liz smiled, 'That one's a reminder, that I have friends who would go to the ends of the earth and beyond just for me.'

She lifted her head up to his and kissed him on the cheek, 'Thank you,' she whispered in his ear.

'We ought to get back to Roswell, the sheriff's waiting. Liz began to pull herself to her feet but before she could get further than attempting to put weight on her arm Max was scooping her up in his arms again. 'Max,' she said with a muffled giggle.

'You're gonna have to let me do this Liz, I enjoy it too much,' he said with a smile.