Author: Lauren
Title: Here With Me
Disclaimer: See any previous chapter.
A/N: I have been having serious technical difficulties including having to reload my laptop. In other words, I lost ALL my fanfics that I had saved and lots of other stuff including my million pictures of Jason Behr. I'm not sure which is worse. Anyways, be patient knowing this, that and I have exams from Wednesday through next Tuesday. Okay, my "rant" is over, now on to the rest of the story!!
Life's a Bitch
After popping "the question", Max took everyone out to dinner as a celebration, Liz's choice of restraunt. They had a wonderful time at Senior Chow's. Liz thought it would be a good place considering that's where they had they're first date. Kit watched as Max challenged Liz to a game of pool in which Liz, as usual, kicked his ass, although he had improved. After dinner and the pool game, they headed over to the Crashdown at Liz's instance. As they entered, Liz head a familiar voice say, "Sorry, we're closed."
"Not according to your sign you're not," Liz replied.
"Oh. My. God," the same voice said. The back of a head appeared from behind the counter. "Please tell me that I'm not hallucinating and that Liz Parker is really standing behind me talking to me."
"You're not hallucinating. At least, I don't think you are, because that would me I am too, and I don't think I am," Liz answered, trying not to laugh and cry at the same time.
Slowly the head turned until a teary-eyed Maria was looking at Liz, Max, and Kit. She choked at the sight of Liz who was being held close to Max by her arm around his waist and his arm over her shoulder with Kit in Liz's arms. Max took Kit from Liz wordlessly and Maria ran over to her long-lost friend. Much hugging and crying and laughing, and repeating of the phrases "I can't believe it's really you!" or "I didn't know if I was ever going to see you again!" ensued.
Max cleared his throat. "Umm, I hate to interrupt you two, I know from experience that it can be dangerous, but someone here is looking a little tired. I'll take her home and you can meet me back there whenever. If I know you two, and know you I do, then you could be up until the very late hours of tomorrow afternoon catching up with each other."
"Okay," Liz said as she walked over and kissed Kit and Max respectively. "I'll see you two tomorrow." As Max was about to walk out the door, Liz halted him by saying, "And don't forget Max, keep your shirt on until you know for sure she's asleep." Max laughed and Maria looked expectantly at Liz, eyebrows raised. "Don't ask, you don't want to know," Liz replied laughing to her friends questioning look.
"I didn't think so," Maria said, trying not to laugh but failing miserably. Together they headed upstairs for a night of laughing, crying, and reliving memories.
Around midnight, Maria asked the on of the questions that Liz had know was inevitable. "Liz, what is your relationship with Max like?"
Liz sighed. "Well, we're engaged." Maria's mouth formed a perfect "o" and for once in her life was rendered speechless. After sitting like that for a minute, she fully processed what had been said and screamed.
"WHAT?!?!" (Yes Kelly, that was your infamous "What?!" from the Virginia Trip) Liz started laughing hysterically at her friend's expression. "I take it you're happy with this arrangement. So, tell me, how did he propose?"
"Well, we were dancing to Vanessa Carlton and then Kit came in and asked if I was going to marry him and he was like 'Well?' and I agreed," Liz said while beaming.
"That is so sweet! Not to mention original! And very romantic! I wish Michael were half that romantic!" Maria whined.
"You're still with Michael? After all he did, you're still together?" Liz asked, incredulous.
"Max wasn't exactly a saint either if I remember the same history as you do," Maria retorted.
"True, but he has made up for it by being an angel now. He's treating me like a queen and Kit like a princess. He took me on a shopping spree and out to dinner. Not to mention, he's gotten even hotter if that's even possible," Liz spoke the last sentence in an almost sigh.
"You're right about that," Maria agreed then quickly added. "Michael is hotter than ever now."
"I'll have to take your word on that one Maria," Liz smiled. "Well, I really need to get home. I want to spend as much time with Max as possible. I have this feeling like something bad is going to happen soon and I want as much time to be happy as I can possibly have."
"Go ahead, you deserve all this happiness. Come to think of it, I haven't seen you this happy since Max first asked you out. Anyways, I'll call you tomorrow," Maria rambled.
"Bye, Maria."
"C-ya, chica."
*At the same time*
A young man about 24 stepped out of a helicopter, cell phone to his ear. "All right. Uh huh. Okay. Thanks." He snapped it closed with unmistakable finesse. "Charles. Make reservations for me at the nicest hotel avalible. It won't do for me to show up to take Elizabeth back home with me with bags under my eyes now will it?"
"No, sir. I'll get on that right away."
The man turned and looked towards Roswell. "You'll be mine again soon Elizabeth."
*Back in Roswell*
Liz shivered as a gust of wind sent icy tingles down her spine. She quickens her pace as Max's apartment building became blatantly obvious. By the time she had reached his floor she was in an all out run. Realizing she had left her key there since she was with Max earlier, she pounded on the door. Soon Max opened the door and saw a more than a little frazzled Liz.
"Liz. What's wrong?" he asked, concern lacing through his voice.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong. I just had to see you, I couldn't get here fast enough," she replied.
"I think I can fix that," Max said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"And how do you plan on doing that, Mr. Evans?" Liz asked with a flirtatious smile.
"Something like this, soon-to-be-Mrs. Evans," Max replied as he leaned in to kiss her. They stood there lip-locked in the doorway until they started getting cat-calls form various people coming out of the bar next door. Max fixed that by grabbing Liz and without breaking the kiss, carrying her into the den and laying her down on the couch. They were making out for who knows how long before Max pulled away slowly. "Is that better?"
Liz could only nod. Max slowly sat up and pulled Liz up as well. "We really need to get some sleep." Again, Liz couldn't speak; she was only capable of nodding. Max picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, then proceeded to tuck her in. She feel asleep almost instantly after he draped his arm over her waist and pulled her to him.
The next morning, she awoke to Max staring at her. "Hey," he whispered.
"Hey yourself," she replied in kind.
"You look beautiful when you sleep," Max said, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Only when I sleep?" she asked, sleepiness still evident in her voice.
"You always look beautiful," he amended.
"You don't look too bad yourself," she replied, referring to his shirtless state. "Did you have your shirt on when I got home last night?"
Max didn't reply, he just smiled.
"Well?" Liz demanded. Then she stopped. "What are you smiling about?"
"You referred to this apartment as your home," he said with complete adoration.
"If you don't like it, I'll stop-" she was cut off by Max.
"I don't mind. In fact, I like the sound of it. Our home." They both smiled. "No, I didn't."
"What?" Liz asked, confused.
"I didn't have my shirt on last night either," he replied.
"I didn't notice. Probably because I was distracted," Liz said coyly.
"Distractions can be a good thing," Max replied. Liz nodded. This time she moved over and wrapped her arm around his neck.
"Some distractions are very good," she said before kissing him soundly. They continued their "distractions" until they heard laughing from the doorway. They broke apart slowly then Liz jumped up, grabbed Kit, and pulled her onto the bed. Together, she and Max started tickling the laughing little girl. They were interrupted again, this time by a knock at the door. Max started to get up, but Liz stopped him. "You stay here, I'll get the door. After all, I have more clothes on than you." She laughed to herself as she made her way to the door. She was almost there when the person knocked again. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" she said. She opened the door and came face to face with none other than Jason Landon.
She stepped back. "What are you doing here?"
He stepped forward. "What, no 'Hello'?" he asked.
"I stopped that three years ago, Jason," she replied, sounding vaguely like Isabel back in her 'Ice Queen' days.
"That's no way to treat an old friend," he said.
"You're right, but it's a fine way to treat a person who used you in more than one way then dropped you." This was followed by a look that redefined "a look that could kill".
Max chose this exact moment to come in. Liz closed her eyes and rubbed her temples knowing this was going to get ugly fast. "Liz, who is that?" Max asked.
"Max, meet Jason Landon," she said walking over to her fiancée.
Jason looked rather annoyed when Max wrapped a protective arm around her shoulder. "That's nice," he said, sensing how uncomfortable this man made Liz. "What's he doing here?"
"Actually, that's a good question," Liz replied, and then turned to Jason. "What are you doing here come to think of it?"
"I came to see you, Elizabeth, you and Kitrina." By this time he had stepped all the way inside the apartment. Max noticed this.
"Who ever said you could come in?" he asked pointedly. Jason stepped back out the door.
"So I take it this is your new boyfriend, right Elizabeth?" Jason spat.
"No. He's not my boyfriend and he never has been," Liz said. Jason looked rather smug. "He's more like my soul mate and unlike you, he doesn't treat me like a thing. He loves me and treats me like a person. He's always been here and always will be which is more than I can say for you. I can't believe I even considered dating you much less actually going out with you! I would appriciate it if you would leave now and stay out of my, Max, and Kit's lives," Liz almost shouted. Jason looked rather taken aback, but not enough to ruin his 'I-the-king-of-the-world-bow-down-to-me' appearance. He shrugged, adjusted his coat and turned to leave.
"Goodbye, Elizabeth," he said.
"Oh, and Jason," he whipped back around. "It's Liz. And you can just go back to Florida in your corporate jet or helicopter or whatever you call it because you don't have a chance in hell with me."
He didn't respond, just turned and walked away.
Liz walked over and closed the door that had been darkened by Jason's shadow only moments before. She leaned heavily on the door after closing it. She closed her eyes and tried too keep her composure. Kit came into the room and ran straight to Liz. "Liz?" she asked timidly, "Is Jason going to come back?" Liz bent down to her level.
"If I know Jason, yes, he will be back," she said gently. She didn't fail to notice the terror in child she felt was her own's eyes. So did Max. "Don't worry, we're going to stay with Max, and nothing can change that. Not even Jason." Kit still looked perplexed at the thought that he would be back. "Why don't you go get some clothes and I'll be in in a minute to help you put them on, then we can go to the park," Liz tried. Kit's face brightened immediately.
"Okay!" She ran into the guest room to get her clothes. Liz stood back up still using the door to support most of her weight. Max noticed this also and went to her side. She collapsed into his arms and tried not to cry.
"It's okay Liz. You can cry," Max said gently, as Liz had when speaking to the frightened child. He continued, "but know that I will always be here, no matter what happens, I will always love you."
Hearing this, it became too much and Liz let out a heart wrenching sob. Max held her close and murmured comforting words of nothing. They stood like that until Liz remembered that she was supposed to help Kit with her clothes. Max hugged her once more and whispered in her ear, "You go take a shower and I'll get Kit clothed and fed. Okay?"
Liz nodded into his shoulder and took a deep breath. "Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." She headed off to take her shower, but stopped at the door. "I know you want to know what's up with him, so I'll tell you tonight."
Max smiled and entered into the room where Kit had quite an array of clothing strew around the room. He looked at first as though he might scold her, then seeing her look, laughed. Kit looked relieved that she wasn't going to scolded for her mess. She smiled too. Max selected a t- shirt and some shorts for the girl, then after helping her get dressed, made her a delicious breakfast of bacon, eggs and pancakes.
Liz spent at least an hour in the shower, the water was turned up as hot as it would go and she was just standing there, letting the rain down on her. She was surprised by how long the water was staying hot. Finally, she turned the water to a much cooler temperature and washed her hair with Max's shampoo. She was snapped out of her trance-like state by the water turning frigid and a knocking on the bathroom door simultaneously. She yelped then rushed to turn the water off. "Hold on!" she yelled to whoever was at the door. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her before opening the door. Liz wasn't surprised to see Max standing in the doorway. "Yes?' she asked innocently. Max blinked and stammered several times before he got out his question. "I made breakfast, there's pancakes, eggs and bacon left if you want some."
Liz smiled, knowing all to well he was being tortured at seeing her fresh out of the shower. She fought a laugh as she wondered how long it would be until he noticed she used his shampoo. "You look like that shower helped," Max said. That did it. Liz burst out laughing. Her laughter was contagious because soon max was laughing also. Once they calmed down some, which was quite a few minutes later, Liz answered. "I'd love some pancakes and eggs. Just let me dry off and put some clothes on," she paused for a minute trying to contain her laughter as Max's face changed colors of red several times, "and I'll be right there." Max nodded and turned to go back to the kitchen when he turned back around.
"Did you use my shampoo?" Liz started laughing again and Max just shook his head and walked slowly back to the kitchen. True to her word, Liz was in the kitchen within five minutes. While she ate, Max went to take a shower. When he told Liz this, she almost choked. Then she laughed. She toyed with the thought of telling how cold the water would be, but decided against it, it would be fun to hear him yell. Soon enough, Max yelled something about the 'damn water' being too 'frickin cold'. She lost it again.
Once Max was ready, they all went to the park. Unfortunately, that's where Jason was. 'This is ridiculous,' Liz thought. 'Now I know where they get the phrase 'life's a bitch and then you die'. Liz took Max's hand. "Jason's over there. I'm going to go talk to him, see what he wants, maybe kick his ass," she said. She didn't have to worry about Kit realizing he was here or overhearing her, she was already on the playground. "Cover for me," she said as she headed over. "I thought I told you to leave," Liz said to her ex.
"I never was one to take orders," Jason replied. "If I remember, that's what you liked best about me."
"Exactly," Liz replied. "Liked, past tense." Jason was getting impatient.
"What do you want?" he asked curtly.
"I just wanted to know what you came all the way across the country for, cause I know it's not me. You never liked me that much. Come to think of it, I believe you preferred, what was her name, oh yea, Amber."
"Now it's my turn to correct you," Jason said with a smirk. "Preferred, past tense."
Liz was getting uncomfortable. She knew what he was doing and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop him. "So, how the little brat doing?" he asked with an innocent face.
"Don't even talk about Kit. You don't care how she is! You hate her! How many times when you were over did you hit her? How many?" Liz was losing her temper and fast.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Elizabeth," he said, just as plainly as a person would say hello.
"You lying bastard. I don't know what I saw in you in the first place. Exactly how drunk was I when you took me home that night Jason? Because I know I had to have been pretty damn drunk to go anywhere with you even if you were just giving me a ride back to my apartment." Liz was fuming, even thought he was across the rather large field, Max could see how mad this Jason character made her. From her expression and the gleam in her eyes, he was very glad that he was not on the receiving end of whatever she was dishing out. After a few more minutes of yelling, Liz slapped him then made him sing soprano. He met her halfway across the field, that's when he saw how truly upset she was.
"What's wrong Liz?" he asked.
"He said he wants me back," she said, unable to look Max in the eye.
"And?"
"He also said that he would do whatever it took including kidnapping or killing you or Kit," she replied very softly.
"Liz." He lifted her head by placing two fingers under her chin. When she was looking him in the eye, he continued. "You have nothing to worry about. There is no way is going to get either Kit, myself or you. I will not allow it to happen. We can go get a restraining order right now if you want."
"Max, you don't know Jason. A restraining order won't stop him. He gets what he wants. He has most of the Armed Forces and FBI on his side. Max, he could find out about you. If he does, he will go public, we're talking CNN public-"
Max cut her off. "I don't care if the whole world knows I'm an alien as long as I have you and kit safe with me." Liz couldn't take it anymore and for the second time that day, she broke down and cried in Max's arms.
A/N: I am so sorry it took so long to get this chapter out!! To make up for that, I made this an extra long chapter. I swear my computer hates me!! Anyways, you can thank an Ancient Civ review where we used our laptops to 'take notes' for me finishing this chapter. This isn't anywhere near where I thought this story would go, but hey, if it works, it works. If it doesn't, tell me, I can always re-write it if it's that bad. Come on, gimme something to go off of here people!! I had to force one of my friends to read this last time. Anyways, if you had the time to read this, then you have the time to just click the little button down there and tell me what you thought. You can just say "good" or "bad", just let me know what you think.
Title: Here With Me
Disclaimer: See any previous chapter.
A/N: I have been having serious technical difficulties including having to reload my laptop. In other words, I lost ALL my fanfics that I had saved and lots of other stuff including my million pictures of Jason Behr. I'm not sure which is worse. Anyways, be patient knowing this, that and I have exams from Wednesday through next Tuesday. Okay, my "rant" is over, now on to the rest of the story!!
Life's a Bitch
After popping "the question", Max took everyone out to dinner as a celebration, Liz's choice of restraunt. They had a wonderful time at Senior Chow's. Liz thought it would be a good place considering that's where they had they're first date. Kit watched as Max challenged Liz to a game of pool in which Liz, as usual, kicked his ass, although he had improved. After dinner and the pool game, they headed over to the Crashdown at Liz's instance. As they entered, Liz head a familiar voice say, "Sorry, we're closed."
"Not according to your sign you're not," Liz replied.
"Oh. My. God," the same voice said. The back of a head appeared from behind the counter. "Please tell me that I'm not hallucinating and that Liz Parker is really standing behind me talking to me."
"You're not hallucinating. At least, I don't think you are, because that would me I am too, and I don't think I am," Liz answered, trying not to laugh and cry at the same time.
Slowly the head turned until a teary-eyed Maria was looking at Liz, Max, and Kit. She choked at the sight of Liz who was being held close to Max by her arm around his waist and his arm over her shoulder with Kit in Liz's arms. Max took Kit from Liz wordlessly and Maria ran over to her long-lost friend. Much hugging and crying and laughing, and repeating of the phrases "I can't believe it's really you!" or "I didn't know if I was ever going to see you again!" ensued.
Max cleared his throat. "Umm, I hate to interrupt you two, I know from experience that it can be dangerous, but someone here is looking a little tired. I'll take her home and you can meet me back there whenever. If I know you two, and know you I do, then you could be up until the very late hours of tomorrow afternoon catching up with each other."
"Okay," Liz said as she walked over and kissed Kit and Max respectively. "I'll see you two tomorrow." As Max was about to walk out the door, Liz halted him by saying, "And don't forget Max, keep your shirt on until you know for sure she's asleep." Max laughed and Maria looked expectantly at Liz, eyebrows raised. "Don't ask, you don't want to know," Liz replied laughing to her friends questioning look.
"I didn't think so," Maria said, trying not to laugh but failing miserably. Together they headed upstairs for a night of laughing, crying, and reliving memories.
Around midnight, Maria asked the on of the questions that Liz had know was inevitable. "Liz, what is your relationship with Max like?"
Liz sighed. "Well, we're engaged." Maria's mouth formed a perfect "o" and for once in her life was rendered speechless. After sitting like that for a minute, she fully processed what had been said and screamed.
"WHAT?!?!" (Yes Kelly, that was your infamous "What?!" from the Virginia Trip) Liz started laughing hysterically at her friend's expression. "I take it you're happy with this arrangement. So, tell me, how did he propose?"
"Well, we were dancing to Vanessa Carlton and then Kit came in and asked if I was going to marry him and he was like 'Well?' and I agreed," Liz said while beaming.
"That is so sweet! Not to mention original! And very romantic! I wish Michael were half that romantic!" Maria whined.
"You're still with Michael? After all he did, you're still together?" Liz asked, incredulous.
"Max wasn't exactly a saint either if I remember the same history as you do," Maria retorted.
"True, but he has made up for it by being an angel now. He's treating me like a queen and Kit like a princess. He took me on a shopping spree and out to dinner. Not to mention, he's gotten even hotter if that's even possible," Liz spoke the last sentence in an almost sigh.
"You're right about that," Maria agreed then quickly added. "Michael is hotter than ever now."
"I'll have to take your word on that one Maria," Liz smiled. "Well, I really need to get home. I want to spend as much time with Max as possible. I have this feeling like something bad is going to happen soon and I want as much time to be happy as I can possibly have."
"Go ahead, you deserve all this happiness. Come to think of it, I haven't seen you this happy since Max first asked you out. Anyways, I'll call you tomorrow," Maria rambled.
"Bye, Maria."
"C-ya, chica."
*At the same time*
A young man about 24 stepped out of a helicopter, cell phone to his ear. "All right. Uh huh. Okay. Thanks." He snapped it closed with unmistakable finesse. "Charles. Make reservations for me at the nicest hotel avalible. It won't do for me to show up to take Elizabeth back home with me with bags under my eyes now will it?"
"No, sir. I'll get on that right away."
The man turned and looked towards Roswell. "You'll be mine again soon Elizabeth."
*Back in Roswell*
Liz shivered as a gust of wind sent icy tingles down her spine. She quickens her pace as Max's apartment building became blatantly obvious. By the time she had reached his floor she was in an all out run. Realizing she had left her key there since she was with Max earlier, she pounded on the door. Soon Max opened the door and saw a more than a little frazzled Liz.
"Liz. What's wrong?" he asked, concern lacing through his voice.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong. I just had to see you, I couldn't get here fast enough," she replied.
"I think I can fix that," Max said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"And how do you plan on doing that, Mr. Evans?" Liz asked with a flirtatious smile.
"Something like this, soon-to-be-Mrs. Evans," Max replied as he leaned in to kiss her. They stood there lip-locked in the doorway until they started getting cat-calls form various people coming out of the bar next door. Max fixed that by grabbing Liz and without breaking the kiss, carrying her into the den and laying her down on the couch. They were making out for who knows how long before Max pulled away slowly. "Is that better?"
Liz could only nod. Max slowly sat up and pulled Liz up as well. "We really need to get some sleep." Again, Liz couldn't speak; she was only capable of nodding. Max picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, then proceeded to tuck her in. She feel asleep almost instantly after he draped his arm over her waist and pulled her to him.
The next morning, she awoke to Max staring at her. "Hey," he whispered.
"Hey yourself," she replied in kind.
"You look beautiful when you sleep," Max said, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Only when I sleep?" she asked, sleepiness still evident in her voice.
"You always look beautiful," he amended.
"You don't look too bad yourself," she replied, referring to his shirtless state. "Did you have your shirt on when I got home last night?"
Max didn't reply, he just smiled.
"Well?" Liz demanded. Then she stopped. "What are you smiling about?"
"You referred to this apartment as your home," he said with complete adoration.
"If you don't like it, I'll stop-" she was cut off by Max.
"I don't mind. In fact, I like the sound of it. Our home." They both smiled. "No, I didn't."
"What?" Liz asked, confused.
"I didn't have my shirt on last night either," he replied.
"I didn't notice. Probably because I was distracted," Liz said coyly.
"Distractions can be a good thing," Max replied. Liz nodded. This time she moved over and wrapped her arm around his neck.
"Some distractions are very good," she said before kissing him soundly. They continued their "distractions" until they heard laughing from the doorway. They broke apart slowly then Liz jumped up, grabbed Kit, and pulled her onto the bed. Together, she and Max started tickling the laughing little girl. They were interrupted again, this time by a knock at the door. Max started to get up, but Liz stopped him. "You stay here, I'll get the door. After all, I have more clothes on than you." She laughed to herself as she made her way to the door. She was almost there when the person knocked again. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" she said. She opened the door and came face to face with none other than Jason Landon.
She stepped back. "What are you doing here?"
He stepped forward. "What, no 'Hello'?" he asked.
"I stopped that three years ago, Jason," she replied, sounding vaguely like Isabel back in her 'Ice Queen' days.
"That's no way to treat an old friend," he said.
"You're right, but it's a fine way to treat a person who used you in more than one way then dropped you." This was followed by a look that redefined "a look that could kill".
Max chose this exact moment to come in. Liz closed her eyes and rubbed her temples knowing this was going to get ugly fast. "Liz, who is that?" Max asked.
"Max, meet Jason Landon," she said walking over to her fiancée.
Jason looked rather annoyed when Max wrapped a protective arm around her shoulder. "That's nice," he said, sensing how uncomfortable this man made Liz. "What's he doing here?"
"Actually, that's a good question," Liz replied, and then turned to Jason. "What are you doing here come to think of it?"
"I came to see you, Elizabeth, you and Kitrina." By this time he had stepped all the way inside the apartment. Max noticed this.
"Who ever said you could come in?" he asked pointedly. Jason stepped back out the door.
"So I take it this is your new boyfriend, right Elizabeth?" Jason spat.
"No. He's not my boyfriend and he never has been," Liz said. Jason looked rather smug. "He's more like my soul mate and unlike you, he doesn't treat me like a thing. He loves me and treats me like a person. He's always been here and always will be which is more than I can say for you. I can't believe I even considered dating you much less actually going out with you! I would appriciate it if you would leave now and stay out of my, Max, and Kit's lives," Liz almost shouted. Jason looked rather taken aback, but not enough to ruin his 'I-the-king-of-the-world-bow-down-to-me' appearance. He shrugged, adjusted his coat and turned to leave.
"Goodbye, Elizabeth," he said.
"Oh, and Jason," he whipped back around. "It's Liz. And you can just go back to Florida in your corporate jet or helicopter or whatever you call it because you don't have a chance in hell with me."
He didn't respond, just turned and walked away.
Liz walked over and closed the door that had been darkened by Jason's shadow only moments before. She leaned heavily on the door after closing it. She closed her eyes and tried too keep her composure. Kit came into the room and ran straight to Liz. "Liz?" she asked timidly, "Is Jason going to come back?" Liz bent down to her level.
"If I know Jason, yes, he will be back," she said gently. She didn't fail to notice the terror in child she felt was her own's eyes. So did Max. "Don't worry, we're going to stay with Max, and nothing can change that. Not even Jason." Kit still looked perplexed at the thought that he would be back. "Why don't you go get some clothes and I'll be in in a minute to help you put them on, then we can go to the park," Liz tried. Kit's face brightened immediately.
"Okay!" She ran into the guest room to get her clothes. Liz stood back up still using the door to support most of her weight. Max noticed this also and went to her side. She collapsed into his arms and tried not to cry.
"It's okay Liz. You can cry," Max said gently, as Liz had when speaking to the frightened child. He continued, "but know that I will always be here, no matter what happens, I will always love you."
Hearing this, it became too much and Liz let out a heart wrenching sob. Max held her close and murmured comforting words of nothing. They stood like that until Liz remembered that she was supposed to help Kit with her clothes. Max hugged her once more and whispered in her ear, "You go take a shower and I'll get Kit clothed and fed. Okay?"
Liz nodded into his shoulder and took a deep breath. "Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." She headed off to take her shower, but stopped at the door. "I know you want to know what's up with him, so I'll tell you tonight."
Max smiled and entered into the room where Kit had quite an array of clothing strew around the room. He looked at first as though he might scold her, then seeing her look, laughed. Kit looked relieved that she wasn't going to scolded for her mess. She smiled too. Max selected a t- shirt and some shorts for the girl, then after helping her get dressed, made her a delicious breakfast of bacon, eggs and pancakes.
Liz spent at least an hour in the shower, the water was turned up as hot as it would go and she was just standing there, letting the rain down on her. She was surprised by how long the water was staying hot. Finally, she turned the water to a much cooler temperature and washed her hair with Max's shampoo. She was snapped out of her trance-like state by the water turning frigid and a knocking on the bathroom door simultaneously. She yelped then rushed to turn the water off. "Hold on!" she yelled to whoever was at the door. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her before opening the door. Liz wasn't surprised to see Max standing in the doorway. "Yes?' she asked innocently. Max blinked and stammered several times before he got out his question. "I made breakfast, there's pancakes, eggs and bacon left if you want some."
Liz smiled, knowing all to well he was being tortured at seeing her fresh out of the shower. She fought a laugh as she wondered how long it would be until he noticed she used his shampoo. "You look like that shower helped," Max said. That did it. Liz burst out laughing. Her laughter was contagious because soon max was laughing also. Once they calmed down some, which was quite a few minutes later, Liz answered. "I'd love some pancakes and eggs. Just let me dry off and put some clothes on," she paused for a minute trying to contain her laughter as Max's face changed colors of red several times, "and I'll be right there." Max nodded and turned to go back to the kitchen when he turned back around.
"Did you use my shampoo?" Liz started laughing again and Max just shook his head and walked slowly back to the kitchen. True to her word, Liz was in the kitchen within five minutes. While she ate, Max went to take a shower. When he told Liz this, she almost choked. Then she laughed. She toyed with the thought of telling how cold the water would be, but decided against it, it would be fun to hear him yell. Soon enough, Max yelled something about the 'damn water' being too 'frickin cold'. She lost it again.
Once Max was ready, they all went to the park. Unfortunately, that's where Jason was. 'This is ridiculous,' Liz thought. 'Now I know where they get the phrase 'life's a bitch and then you die'. Liz took Max's hand. "Jason's over there. I'm going to go talk to him, see what he wants, maybe kick his ass," she said. She didn't have to worry about Kit realizing he was here or overhearing her, she was already on the playground. "Cover for me," she said as she headed over. "I thought I told you to leave," Liz said to her ex.
"I never was one to take orders," Jason replied. "If I remember, that's what you liked best about me."
"Exactly," Liz replied. "Liked, past tense." Jason was getting impatient.
"What do you want?" he asked curtly.
"I just wanted to know what you came all the way across the country for, cause I know it's not me. You never liked me that much. Come to think of it, I believe you preferred, what was her name, oh yea, Amber."
"Now it's my turn to correct you," Jason said with a smirk. "Preferred, past tense."
Liz was getting uncomfortable. She knew what he was doing and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop him. "So, how the little brat doing?" he asked with an innocent face.
"Don't even talk about Kit. You don't care how she is! You hate her! How many times when you were over did you hit her? How many?" Liz was losing her temper and fast.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Elizabeth," he said, just as plainly as a person would say hello.
"You lying bastard. I don't know what I saw in you in the first place. Exactly how drunk was I when you took me home that night Jason? Because I know I had to have been pretty damn drunk to go anywhere with you even if you were just giving me a ride back to my apartment." Liz was fuming, even thought he was across the rather large field, Max could see how mad this Jason character made her. From her expression and the gleam in her eyes, he was very glad that he was not on the receiving end of whatever she was dishing out. After a few more minutes of yelling, Liz slapped him then made him sing soprano. He met her halfway across the field, that's when he saw how truly upset she was.
"What's wrong Liz?" he asked.
"He said he wants me back," she said, unable to look Max in the eye.
"And?"
"He also said that he would do whatever it took including kidnapping or killing you or Kit," she replied very softly.
"Liz." He lifted her head by placing two fingers under her chin. When she was looking him in the eye, he continued. "You have nothing to worry about. There is no way is going to get either Kit, myself or you. I will not allow it to happen. We can go get a restraining order right now if you want."
"Max, you don't know Jason. A restraining order won't stop him. He gets what he wants. He has most of the Armed Forces and FBI on his side. Max, he could find out about you. If he does, he will go public, we're talking CNN public-"
Max cut her off. "I don't care if the whole world knows I'm an alien as long as I have you and kit safe with me." Liz couldn't take it anymore and for the second time that day, she broke down and cried in Max's arms.
A/N: I am so sorry it took so long to get this chapter out!! To make up for that, I made this an extra long chapter. I swear my computer hates me!! Anyways, you can thank an Ancient Civ review where we used our laptops to 'take notes' for me finishing this chapter. This isn't anywhere near where I thought this story would go, but hey, if it works, it works. If it doesn't, tell me, I can always re-write it if it's that bad. Come on, gimme something to go off of here people!! I had to force one of my friends to read this last time. Anyways, if you had the time to read this, then you have the time to just click the little button down there and tell me what you thought. You can just say "good" or "bad", just let me know what you think.