Author: Lauren Elizabeth
Title: Here With Me
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the love of the show and song(s). I think we all know whom the show and characters belong to and the song, Here With Me, as I mention in the fic is by Michelle Branch.
A/N: This chapter is for all of you people who want to know Kit's history. Behr (I couldn't resist) with me on this; it's not going to be the most interesting chapter since it's mostly background. I'll try and make it as painless as possible.
1 Past, Present, and Future
Upon reaching Max's apartment, Max woke up Liz who had fallen asleep on his shoulder. She smiled as she woke up.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself." Liz looked at Kit who was still sleeping soundly in the back. She reached back and was about to rouse her, but Max stopped her. He reached in and grabbed the sleeping girl and carried her inside like he was holding glass. Liz just sat there and watched, transfixed by him. 'I'm starting to doubt my reasons for ever leaving him,' Liz thought. 'Why did I leave him and go across the country? Oh yea. He left me here while he went to another planet with a blonde bitch who he was married to on aforementioned planet in another life without saying goodbye or when he'd be back.' Despite all that, she couldn't help but notice how adorable he looked carrying Kit inside. She smiled a small smile to herself just as Max came back outside.
"What?" he asked, also smiling.
"Nothing, nothing at all," Liz said, breaking out into a full grin.
"Is that so?" Max joked.
"That is so," Liz joked back. 'It's like he never left,' she thought. While Liz was thinking, Max had made his way over to the Jeep where Liz was still sitting. Once Liz realized his intentions, it was too late. His hand had snaked out and he was now tickling her.
"Max! Stop it Max!" she managed to get out in between laughing and gasping for air.
"Why? Why should I stop? You have to give me a good reason," he said, laughing almost as hard as Liz who was currently writhing around on the seat.
"Because you love me!" Liz laughed.
"You're right," Max said, stopping the tickle torture. "I love you. But I love you even more when you're laughing." With that, he resumed tickling Liz who was laughing more hysterically than before.
"Please, Max! Please stop!" Liz begged.
"Never!" Max replied. In actuality, never was just a few more seconds. He slowly stopped while staring into her eyes. They were both lost in the moment as Max stopped tickling Liz and Liz stopped squirming. Soon, they were leaning in towards each other. Max caught Liz's lips in a brief but sweet kiss before pulling back. Liz felt as if she'd been from hell back up to heaven. Finally happy, it occurred to Liz that it was about three in the morning and she was tired. A yawn escaped her lips, breaking the mood and making Max laugh.
"Well I'm glad I can provide you with entertainment Mr. I'm-going-to-tickle- Liz-a-poor-defenseless-little-girl-whom-I-love."
Max looked at her. "I hate to break it to you Liz, but oyu're not so little any more," he laughed. Seeing her glare, he straightened. "I'm sorry, Liz. I should have stopped when you asked me to."
"It's all right, Max. Let's just go inside and to bed. We can get the rest of this stuff tomorrow."
"Um, Liz. There's something I have to tell you," Max said hesitantly. "There's only one bed.'
Liz looked at him incredulously. "One bed? Only one?"
"Well, technically two, but Kit has one…" He trailed off, both knowing what the implications were.
"I'm not seeing a problem unless you don't want to share."
It was Max's turn to stare in disbelief. "You don't mind? Because I can always sleep on the floor."
Liz laughed. "It's fine, I don't mind sharing if you don't."
"I'm okay with it if you are," Max replied.
"I think the judges will accept that as a yes," Liz teased. That being decided, Max got an idea. Liz saw his smile and noticed the way his eyes lit up like they did when he was planning something.
"Max… What are you going to do?" she asked, trying to look stern, but failing miserably.
"Nothing, nothing at all," he replied. Then he reached out and grabbed her around the waist, effectively picking her up and holding her like he had held Kit just a few minutes prior. Liz was about to protest, but Max just kissed her again. She smiled again before placed her arms around his neck. Max carried her in and laid her on the bed.
"Do you want to change or anything?" he asked.
"I just want to fall asleep in your arms again. And that's where I want to wake up," she replied, innocence playing in her eyes.
There was no way Max could deny her request. He lay down beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He heard Liz sigh contently. He smiled, then he kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, Liz," he whispered in her ear. Liz smiled and soon she had fallen into a peaceful sleep.
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The next morning Max was awake before Liz. He almost got up, but then remembered that Liz had wanted to wake up in his arms, so he resigned himself to memorizing her every feature. After a few minutes of scrutiny, she became restless. She opened her eyes slowly as she turned to face Max. "Good morning," he told her.
"It is isn't it?" she replied. They lay there for a few more minutes before Kit interrupted them with a loud cry. Liz started to jump up to comfort the child, only to be pulled back down.
"You stay here, I'll get her," Max said into her ear, causing her to shiver. She felt the bed move as Max stood up, she also felt the cold on her back as Max left. Once Max had left the room, Liz had a chance to examine the settings. The room was small, with enough room for his dresser and bed with just enough space to walk. Perfect fit. Just then, Max came back, interrupting her thoughts. Kit had stopped crying and moved on to sniffling. She had settled onto Max's chest with her thumb in her mouth. She looked so small nestled in Max's arms. Liz felt her heart swell, Kit had never been that comfortable with anyone so fast. Max came over to Liz, who was now sitting up, and handed Kit to her. "There you go, Kitten," he said. Kit smiled, a sure sign she liked the new nickname. Liz also smiled to see the two people she loved the most getting along so well. Since it was still quite early in the morning, about five thirty actually, Kit feel back asleep once she lay down with Liz. The three of them lay there for a while before Max asked, "Liz, don't take this the wrong way, but why do you have Kit? She looks just like you." Liz sighed. She knew this question would come up sooner or later and that she wouldn't be able to lie to Max. She didn't, however, know what to say.
"What do you mean by that?" Liz said, avoiding the question for the moment.
"You know what I meant Liz. Is she your biological child?" Max asked, not unkindly.
"Well, I don't know how to explain this. It's unbelievable, even by our standards. It started out when you left. I got really depressed. I thought about killing myself a lot. I guess it was my strong feelings towards you're leaving that triggered it, but, well, this is the unusual part. I started feeling drawn to something. I wasn't sure what or where, but I knew I had to get out of Roswell and find out. So I gathered up all my savings and left. I took Greyhounds, hitch-hiked, whatever it took to get to whatever was causing this pull. It led me to Memphis. I was wandering around one night near my hotel and I heard a baby crying. I found Kit here lying there bundled up. I still don't know how she got there; it looked like she had come straight from her crib. But there was no one around."
Liz paused to make sure Max was listening. "Max?" He snapped his head up.
"Huh?" he asked.
"You looked like you were, pardon the pun, on another planet," she said.
"Well, actually, I was thinking about something I saw on Antar. So you weren't far off," replied Max, shaking his head.
"What did you see Max?" Liz was curious now; maybe he knew something that would explain some of this.
"I saw us in the future," he simply replied.
"Max, what does that have to do with-" Max looked at her meaningfully. "Ohmigod. Ohmigod. You don't mean, you can't be serious. Ohmigod."
Seeing Liz this frantic bothered Max. "Liz, let me explain more of what I saw."
She nodded, still shocked. "I saw us in the future, we were married at twenty-two and had a beautiful baby girl within a year. I can't believe I just remembered this, but your story reminded me somehow."
Liz was slowly coming back to reality and calmness. "Do you think, no, it couldn't be possible, I mean, he did, but he's an adult and she's just a child, it couldn't be possible-" again she stopped abruptly. "You said we were married at twenty-two." Max nodded. "So that would mean we got married within the next two months. Oh god. I can't do this. I just can't"
Max surprised them both when reached out and cupped her face. Liz's incoherent mumbling stopped slowly. They looked into each other's eyes for countless precious minutes. Max sat up and Liz did the same. Max reached out with his other hand just like he had done so long ago for the same purpose. They closed their eyes through unspoken communication. The flashes came instantly. Max on Antar seeing the future of himself and Liz. Liz finding Kit in the alleyway. Max coming back and finding Liz gone. Liz going through the necessary steps to adopt Kit. They flew by giving the two brief glances of what had happened in such detail words couldn't even come near explaining. They knew what the other was feeling and because of it, their connection became stronger. The flashes were coming faster now. Suddenly, everything exploded into a bright white light. A sense of peace settled over both as the flashes stopped and they opened their eyes. They both knew the truth about Kit now; she was theirs and she was from the future.
A/N: Hey peoples. If you're still reading this story, I applaud your patience. I've had a hard time finding any time at all to write and when I had time, I had not ideas. A big thank you to Lizzy (CoffeeObsessed) for helping me figure out the plot for the rest of this. You had great ideas and you had enough patience to listen to my ideas and great talent to be able to sort them into intelligible thoughts. Also, thank you to my teachers who have FINALLY given me a break in homework so that I have some time to finish this.
Okay people, this is the part where I beg for reviews. I got a whopping 7 reviews for my last chapter and I certainly hope there are more than 7 people reading this. If you want me to continue this (and yes, I know where it is going) you have to let me know. If I don't get enough reviews I'll assume that my story isn't being read and people won't mind if I stop. So prove that people actually read my crap and I'll keep writing more.
~Elizabeth
Title: Here With Me
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the love of the show and song(s). I think we all know whom the show and characters belong to and the song, Here With Me, as I mention in the fic is by Michelle Branch.
A/N: This chapter is for all of you people who want to know Kit's history. Behr (I couldn't resist) with me on this; it's not going to be the most interesting chapter since it's mostly background. I'll try and make it as painless as possible.
1 Past, Present, and Future
Upon reaching Max's apartment, Max woke up Liz who had fallen asleep on his shoulder. She smiled as she woke up.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself." Liz looked at Kit who was still sleeping soundly in the back. She reached back and was about to rouse her, but Max stopped her. He reached in and grabbed the sleeping girl and carried her inside like he was holding glass. Liz just sat there and watched, transfixed by him. 'I'm starting to doubt my reasons for ever leaving him,' Liz thought. 'Why did I leave him and go across the country? Oh yea. He left me here while he went to another planet with a blonde bitch who he was married to on aforementioned planet in another life without saying goodbye or when he'd be back.' Despite all that, she couldn't help but notice how adorable he looked carrying Kit inside. She smiled a small smile to herself just as Max came back outside.
"What?" he asked, also smiling.
"Nothing, nothing at all," Liz said, breaking out into a full grin.
"Is that so?" Max joked.
"That is so," Liz joked back. 'It's like he never left,' she thought. While Liz was thinking, Max had made his way over to the Jeep where Liz was still sitting. Once Liz realized his intentions, it was too late. His hand had snaked out and he was now tickling her.
"Max! Stop it Max!" she managed to get out in between laughing and gasping for air.
"Why? Why should I stop? You have to give me a good reason," he said, laughing almost as hard as Liz who was currently writhing around on the seat.
"Because you love me!" Liz laughed.
"You're right," Max said, stopping the tickle torture. "I love you. But I love you even more when you're laughing." With that, he resumed tickling Liz who was laughing more hysterically than before.
"Please, Max! Please stop!" Liz begged.
"Never!" Max replied. In actuality, never was just a few more seconds. He slowly stopped while staring into her eyes. They were both lost in the moment as Max stopped tickling Liz and Liz stopped squirming. Soon, they were leaning in towards each other. Max caught Liz's lips in a brief but sweet kiss before pulling back. Liz felt as if she'd been from hell back up to heaven. Finally happy, it occurred to Liz that it was about three in the morning and she was tired. A yawn escaped her lips, breaking the mood and making Max laugh.
"Well I'm glad I can provide you with entertainment Mr. I'm-going-to-tickle- Liz-a-poor-defenseless-little-girl-whom-I-love."
Max looked at her. "I hate to break it to you Liz, but oyu're not so little any more," he laughed. Seeing her glare, he straightened. "I'm sorry, Liz. I should have stopped when you asked me to."
"It's all right, Max. Let's just go inside and to bed. We can get the rest of this stuff tomorrow."
"Um, Liz. There's something I have to tell you," Max said hesitantly. "There's only one bed.'
Liz looked at him incredulously. "One bed? Only one?"
"Well, technically two, but Kit has one…" He trailed off, both knowing what the implications were.
"I'm not seeing a problem unless you don't want to share."
It was Max's turn to stare in disbelief. "You don't mind? Because I can always sleep on the floor."
Liz laughed. "It's fine, I don't mind sharing if you don't."
"I'm okay with it if you are," Max replied.
"I think the judges will accept that as a yes," Liz teased. That being decided, Max got an idea. Liz saw his smile and noticed the way his eyes lit up like they did when he was planning something.
"Max… What are you going to do?" she asked, trying to look stern, but failing miserably.
"Nothing, nothing at all," he replied. Then he reached out and grabbed her around the waist, effectively picking her up and holding her like he had held Kit just a few minutes prior. Liz was about to protest, but Max just kissed her again. She smiled again before placed her arms around his neck. Max carried her in and laid her on the bed.
"Do you want to change or anything?" he asked.
"I just want to fall asleep in your arms again. And that's where I want to wake up," she replied, innocence playing in her eyes.
There was no way Max could deny her request. He lay down beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He heard Liz sigh contently. He smiled, then he kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, Liz," he whispered in her ear. Liz smiled and soon she had fallen into a peaceful sleep.
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The next morning Max was awake before Liz. He almost got up, but then remembered that Liz had wanted to wake up in his arms, so he resigned himself to memorizing her every feature. After a few minutes of scrutiny, she became restless. She opened her eyes slowly as she turned to face Max. "Good morning," he told her.
"It is isn't it?" she replied. They lay there for a few more minutes before Kit interrupted them with a loud cry. Liz started to jump up to comfort the child, only to be pulled back down.
"You stay here, I'll get her," Max said into her ear, causing her to shiver. She felt the bed move as Max stood up, she also felt the cold on her back as Max left. Once Max had left the room, Liz had a chance to examine the settings. The room was small, with enough room for his dresser and bed with just enough space to walk. Perfect fit. Just then, Max came back, interrupting her thoughts. Kit had stopped crying and moved on to sniffling. She had settled onto Max's chest with her thumb in her mouth. She looked so small nestled in Max's arms. Liz felt her heart swell, Kit had never been that comfortable with anyone so fast. Max came over to Liz, who was now sitting up, and handed Kit to her. "There you go, Kitten," he said. Kit smiled, a sure sign she liked the new nickname. Liz also smiled to see the two people she loved the most getting along so well. Since it was still quite early in the morning, about five thirty actually, Kit feel back asleep once she lay down with Liz. The three of them lay there for a while before Max asked, "Liz, don't take this the wrong way, but why do you have Kit? She looks just like you." Liz sighed. She knew this question would come up sooner or later and that she wouldn't be able to lie to Max. She didn't, however, know what to say.
"What do you mean by that?" Liz said, avoiding the question for the moment.
"You know what I meant Liz. Is she your biological child?" Max asked, not unkindly.
"Well, I don't know how to explain this. It's unbelievable, even by our standards. It started out when you left. I got really depressed. I thought about killing myself a lot. I guess it was my strong feelings towards you're leaving that triggered it, but, well, this is the unusual part. I started feeling drawn to something. I wasn't sure what or where, but I knew I had to get out of Roswell and find out. So I gathered up all my savings and left. I took Greyhounds, hitch-hiked, whatever it took to get to whatever was causing this pull. It led me to Memphis. I was wandering around one night near my hotel and I heard a baby crying. I found Kit here lying there bundled up. I still don't know how she got there; it looked like she had come straight from her crib. But there was no one around."
Liz paused to make sure Max was listening. "Max?" He snapped his head up.
"Huh?" he asked.
"You looked like you were, pardon the pun, on another planet," she said.
"Well, actually, I was thinking about something I saw on Antar. So you weren't far off," replied Max, shaking his head.
"What did you see Max?" Liz was curious now; maybe he knew something that would explain some of this.
"I saw us in the future," he simply replied.
"Max, what does that have to do with-" Max looked at her meaningfully. "Ohmigod. Ohmigod. You don't mean, you can't be serious. Ohmigod."
Seeing Liz this frantic bothered Max. "Liz, let me explain more of what I saw."
She nodded, still shocked. "I saw us in the future, we were married at twenty-two and had a beautiful baby girl within a year. I can't believe I just remembered this, but your story reminded me somehow."
Liz was slowly coming back to reality and calmness. "Do you think, no, it couldn't be possible, I mean, he did, but he's an adult and she's just a child, it couldn't be possible-" again she stopped abruptly. "You said we were married at twenty-two." Max nodded. "So that would mean we got married within the next two months. Oh god. I can't do this. I just can't"
Max surprised them both when reached out and cupped her face. Liz's incoherent mumbling stopped slowly. They looked into each other's eyes for countless precious minutes. Max sat up and Liz did the same. Max reached out with his other hand just like he had done so long ago for the same purpose. They closed their eyes through unspoken communication. The flashes came instantly. Max on Antar seeing the future of himself and Liz. Liz finding Kit in the alleyway. Max coming back and finding Liz gone. Liz going through the necessary steps to adopt Kit. They flew by giving the two brief glances of what had happened in such detail words couldn't even come near explaining. They knew what the other was feeling and because of it, their connection became stronger. The flashes were coming faster now. Suddenly, everything exploded into a bright white light. A sense of peace settled over both as the flashes stopped and they opened their eyes. They both knew the truth about Kit now; she was theirs and she was from the future.
A/N: Hey peoples. If you're still reading this story, I applaud your patience. I've had a hard time finding any time at all to write and when I had time, I had not ideas. A big thank you to Lizzy (CoffeeObsessed) for helping me figure out the plot for the rest of this. You had great ideas and you had enough patience to listen to my ideas and great talent to be able to sort them into intelligible thoughts. Also, thank you to my teachers who have FINALLY given me a break in homework so that I have some time to finish this.
Okay people, this is the part where I beg for reviews. I got a whopping 7 reviews for my last chapter and I certainly hope there are more than 7 people reading this. If you want me to continue this (and yes, I know where it is going) you have to let me know. If I don't get enough reviews I'll assume that my story isn't being read and people won't mind if I stop. So prove that people actually read my crap and I'll keep writing more.
~Elizabeth