"It was probably just your imagination!"
"No, Max, It wasn't. He looked so much like you it was scary!"
"Liz, come back to bed. We can figure it out in the morning!"
Max lay in bed, watching Liz pace back and forth in front of the mirror.
"What if it's another alien? You know, like another copy of you, like Zan and Rath?"
"Zan was killed, we both know that!"
"But, what if it's a trap?"
"Liz…"
"And who was that girl?"
"Liz, I promise you we will find out who it was, okay? But for now just come back to bed! Please?"
Liz walked over to the bed and slid under the blankets. Max put his arms around her and kissed her cheek.
"Its hard enough with the government after us. What if this could expose us? What if they take you away?"
"I promise that will never happen! Never!"
Liz reached over and turned off the light, then kissed Max's hand.
"I love you"
"Zan, are you awake?"
"Hmm…what?"
"Zan?"
Zan woke to find Charlie towering over him. Her hair looked like it hadn't been brushed and she was still in her clothes that she slept in. He was lying on his stomach clutching his pillow.
"What time is it?"
"Its just after 5."
"As in am? Why are we awake?"
"Its that girl from the café. And that man she was with. He looked so much like you Zan."
"Go back to bed!"
"But what if they're who you're looking for?"
"Well I go and see then when its not 5am. How about 8 pm?"
"To go and see them?"
"No, to wake me up?"
"Grr!"
Charlie hit Zan over the head then sat on her bed and turned up the television as loud as possible. Zan rolled over onto his back and sighed.
"Okay, we'll go and see them soon. But for now can you let me sleep? Please?"
"Who ever heard of aliens that slept?" mumbled Charlie as she walked out of the motel room into the desert morning
Liz was standing in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee when max walked up behind her and slide his arms around her waist.
"Liz, I was wondering some thing last night…"
"What?" She turned around to face him and saw that he was wearing a serious face.
"What if we had a baby?"
"Wh…what?"
"I love you so much Liz, and I want everyone who we know, everyone who walks past us on the street to know…"
"Max, its not that I don't want a child, its just the alien thing sort of makes it hard."
"Look at Zan. He was completely human, and his parents were only half human. There's a 99% chance that if we did have a child they would be human…"
"Max, you know I love you, but…it's too much of a risk. Plus, with us never actually being able to settle in one place, what kind of life would that be for a kid?"
Max looked at her and immediately Liz felt guilty. He had this way of using his facial expressions to persuade you into doing things you wouldn't normally do. That was part of what made her fall in love with him in the first place, not to mention the fact that he risked exposing himself and Michael and Isabel to save her life.
"Can I think about it?"
"Definitely!"
Max kissed her lips so softly, so sweetly, that she would have done almost anything to make it last.
"That's cheating!"
"Hey Dad!"
"Oh, Liz. What are you doing here?"
"I came to take you out to lunch!"
"Oh, well I'm sort of busy." Jeff Parker was moving around behind the counter of the Crashdown, trying to avoid eye contact with his once daughter, now stranger.
"Please? You can always find someone else to mind the café for an hour can't you?"
"What about us?" Liz turned around to see two familiar faces.
"Maria! Michael!"
"Listen Liz, I'm really busy right now. How about tomorrow?"
"Perfect. I'll be around at twelve!"
Liz turned to the couple behind her. Michael had finally got his hair cut when they went to LA around the 8th year that they had been on the run. Maria had had her hair changed so many times that Liz was surprised she still had any. They got married a year after her and Max, in a beautiful church on the coast of Miami. Liz looked at their faces now and could tell that they were weary from travelling all night from Chicago. It was good to see their faces again. Roswell was starting to feel like home again.