Author's note: Here is part 7 I hope you enjoy it. I promise to get part 8 out as soon as possible and that something will happen. I'm not quite sure about this part. I might redo it later. Anyway thank you to everyone who reviewed and thank you for reading.
Part 7
Max stared at the boy at the counter in shock. After almost sixteen years of searching he had never expected his son to be sitting at the counter in the Crashdown. Never expected to find him at all actually, not after his daughter's death. That event had made him lose hope that he would ever find his son, that he was meant to have children at all. A sudden wave of guilt passed over him as he remembered the day years ago and the reason he had wanted to come home on that horrible day. The private detective he had been going to meet with had said he had information on his son's whereabouts. The worst part was the man never showed up. A deep sadness filled him, he had killed his daughter for the chance to find out where his son was and in the end he had ended up with neither of his children. He had thrown himself more into the search for his son after that. A piece of his heart dying each time the lead didn't pan out.
Liz Evans looked at the boy sitting at the counter. She hadn't expected anyone to be in the Crashdown this early. Especially not a teen boy who looked so like her husband as a teen. She could see a lot of the boy's mother in him as well. Several emotions warred in her as she looked at the boy and then at her husband's face as he saw his son. Fear, sadness, anger, and guilt all fought for domination in her heart. She had spent so much time helping Max look for him and saw the defeat in his eyes when the leads did not pan out. It hurt her too when they found nothing. Each time it happened it was like losing their daughter all over again.
A noise behind him broke Zan from his thoughts and he turned around quickly to look at the two adults behind him. "I'm sorry, The Crashdown doesn't open till..."
He stopped speaking suddenly as he got a good look at the two adults behind him. They were standing there staring at him. He knew they weren't human, or at least not completely. They could have been sent to take him back and for Angel's sake he couldn't let that happen. They didn't look like anyone he knew, but that didn't mean much his mother and stepfather lead several shape shifters, and he didn't know everyone they controlled, they seemed familiar though and that scared him.
"Um...did you need something?" he asked trying to ignore the stares of the two adults and trying to act normally. There were a few factions of Lord Khivar and his mother's followers who did not know what he looked like, and there were probably some who did not know he and Angel had run away. Zan turned his attention back to the adults. The two adults just kept staring at him. It was starting to freak him out a little. If they did work for his mother why were they just staring at him like he had grown a second head or something. He was torn, he and Angel couldn't stay here, No matter who these two alien's were or what they knew it was only a matter of time for his mother to find them, but it was too dangerous for Angel to be on the run. she was too sick to be living outside, and he didn't want to put her in more danger. He backed away from them slowly and turned to walk into the break room of the Crashdown. He was almost there when the door opened and Mr. and Mrs. Parker entered quickly.
"Welcome home Lizzie."
Part 7
Max stared at the boy at the counter in shock. After almost sixteen years of searching he had never expected his son to be sitting at the counter in the Crashdown. Never expected to find him at all actually, not after his daughter's death. That event had made him lose hope that he would ever find his son, that he was meant to have children at all. A sudden wave of guilt passed over him as he remembered the day years ago and the reason he had wanted to come home on that horrible day. The private detective he had been going to meet with had said he had information on his son's whereabouts. The worst part was the man never showed up. A deep sadness filled him, he had killed his daughter for the chance to find out where his son was and in the end he had ended up with neither of his children. He had thrown himself more into the search for his son after that. A piece of his heart dying each time the lead didn't pan out.
Liz Evans looked at the boy sitting at the counter. She hadn't expected anyone to be in the Crashdown this early. Especially not a teen boy who looked so like her husband as a teen. She could see a lot of the boy's mother in him as well. Several emotions warred in her as she looked at the boy and then at her husband's face as he saw his son. Fear, sadness, anger, and guilt all fought for domination in her heart. She had spent so much time helping Max look for him and saw the defeat in his eyes when the leads did not pan out. It hurt her too when they found nothing. Each time it happened it was like losing their daughter all over again.
A noise behind him broke Zan from his thoughts and he turned around quickly to look at the two adults behind him. "I'm sorry, The Crashdown doesn't open till..."
He stopped speaking suddenly as he got a good look at the two adults behind him. They were standing there staring at him. He knew they weren't human, or at least not completely. They could have been sent to take him back and for Angel's sake he couldn't let that happen. They didn't look like anyone he knew, but that didn't mean much his mother and stepfather lead several shape shifters, and he didn't know everyone they controlled, they seemed familiar though and that scared him.
"Um...did you need something?" he asked trying to ignore the stares of the two adults and trying to act normally. There were a few factions of Lord Khivar and his mother's followers who did not know what he looked like, and there were probably some who did not know he and Angel had run away. Zan turned his attention back to the adults. The two adults just kept staring at him. It was starting to freak him out a little. If they did work for his mother why were they just staring at him like he had grown a second head or something. He was torn, he and Angel couldn't stay here, No matter who these two alien's were or what they knew it was only a matter of time for his mother to find them, but it was too dangerous for Angel to be on the run. she was too sick to be living outside, and he didn't want to put her in more danger. He backed away from them slowly and turned to walk into the break room of the Crashdown. He was almost there when the door opened and Mr. and Mrs. Parker entered quickly.
"Welcome home Lizzie."