Return to Normalcy. Max Evans' POV
Author: Danie
Disclaimer: nothing's mine so don't sue Rating: PG
Distribution: if you want it take it but tell me where it's going first
Summary: Max muses over his mother, after all the events in the episodes up to The Wedding
Feedback: Please? This is my second fic and I'd like to kno how I'm doin and all
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I didn't mean to make her worry. Really I didn't. I had to leave. She was asking to many questions I need to protect her and him, both of them. I can't let anyone else know the secret that we harbor. Although the apparent danger is dormant for know, the FBI could still be watching us, she could still be in danger, and we could all still be in danger.
Isabel gave me the money. Said mom was worried that I wouldn't have enough to eat, or enough money for clothes. I figured if I broke contact with her, she'd worry less, but it didn't work out that way. Isabel says all she asks about is me
I didn't want it to end like this, and when she said she'd understand, that she could handle anything I told her about me, I almost caved. I knew Izzy wanted to tell her, and deep inside of me, behind all that fear and doubt, I knew I wanted to, too, but her safety comes first. How can I save a whole planet if I couldn't even save my own mother?
She held me while I cried, she's provided for me my whole life. She loved me unconditionally, and I trust her with my life, and there aren't very many people that I can do that with, my trust doesn't come easily, so when you receive it your more than likely to keep it. So the issue isn't about trust, it's about safety again.
She deserves a normal life. I've screwed up enough people's lives with this secret. They had no clue, these two loving caring, normal people, had no clue that when they did a good deed that day, long ago in the desert, it would cause them so much heartache, and trouble. They had no clue that they had picked up kids a little less normal than your normal human.
I can't be near her, every time she looks at me; her eyes plead to let her in. And everytime I see her I want to tell her, this wonderful woman, who became my mother. Isabel's pushing me to come home, but she doesn't understand how close I am to letting mom in on this secret.
So as I remember the comfortable silence that's long dead, I long for a return to normalcy.
The End
Author: Danie
Disclaimer: nothing's mine so don't sue Rating: PG
Distribution: if you want it take it but tell me where it's going first
Summary: Max muses over his mother, after all the events in the episodes up to The Wedding
Feedback: Please? This is my second fic and I'd like to kno how I'm doin and all
*^*
I didn't mean to make her worry. Really I didn't. I had to leave. She was asking to many questions I need to protect her and him, both of them. I can't let anyone else know the secret that we harbor. Although the apparent danger is dormant for know, the FBI could still be watching us, she could still be in danger, and we could all still be in danger.
Isabel gave me the money. Said mom was worried that I wouldn't have enough to eat, or enough money for clothes. I figured if I broke contact with her, she'd worry less, but it didn't work out that way. Isabel says all she asks about is me
I didn't want it to end like this, and when she said she'd understand, that she could handle anything I told her about me, I almost caved. I knew Izzy wanted to tell her, and deep inside of me, behind all that fear and doubt, I knew I wanted to, too, but her safety comes first. How can I save a whole planet if I couldn't even save my own mother?
She held me while I cried, she's provided for me my whole life. She loved me unconditionally, and I trust her with my life, and there aren't very many people that I can do that with, my trust doesn't come easily, so when you receive it your more than likely to keep it. So the issue isn't about trust, it's about safety again.
She deserves a normal life. I've screwed up enough people's lives with this secret. They had no clue, these two loving caring, normal people, had no clue that when they did a good deed that day, long ago in the desert, it would cause them so much heartache, and trouble. They had no clue that they had picked up kids a little less normal than your normal human.
I can't be near her, every time she looks at me; her eyes plead to let her in. And everytime I see her I want to tell her, this wonderful woman, who became my mother. Isabel's pushing me to come home, but she doesn't understand how close I am to letting mom in on this secret.
So as I remember the comfortable silence that's long dead, I long for a return to normalcy.
The End