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His lips were warm and soft on her skin, covering every inch of her, leaving nothing unexplored. She could feel him breathing, hear his heart beat, sense his thoughts. Liz had never been happier than now; her life was perfect, he was perfect; everything was perfect.
He was gone, everything was gone. Liz felt as if a piano was dropped on top of her. Through all the pain in her head she could only just process that the ground beneath her was hard and cold. As she opened her eyes, a bright light hit them, forcing her to jump in shock and close them again. Her wrists were tied down and her feet tied together. She opened her eyes again, adjusting to the light. She was in a small room, the walls and floors were concrete, the window blocked out and there was a metal door. It looked like it was a back room in a gas station, and the smell confirmed her suspicions.
The light went off and it was black. She had never felt as scared as she did right now. The memory of the crash flooded back to her, and thoughts of Maria. What if she was in the room next to her, feeling just as scared as she was? What if they had done something to her? What if she was dead?
"So, your married her?"
Max, Michael, Isabel, Zan and Charlie were all sitting around the dinning room table. It had started off awkward, with Zan asking the obvious questions. "Why did you give me up?" and "Who's my mother". Max had answered them the best he could, but leaving out the alien details. Until Zan asked about their powers. The question had come out of nowhere, and all three aliens were dumbfounded. That was over two hours ago. They had told him all about their lives in Roswell, not leaving out any detail, even about Tess.
"Yeah, it was just before graduation!"
"Wow! Where is she now?"
"Out shopping with Maria. They should be home soon!"
"Your life has been so amazing!"
Isabel turned towards the girl sitting next to Zan. She sat up straight, and held her head up high, reminding her of a young Liz. Obviously they both had the same taste in women.
"Charlie, short for Charlotte?"
"Yeah." Her voice was nervous, unlike Zan who didn't waste any time.
"Your Zan's girlfriend?"
"No, just a good friend."
"Cool!" If Zan truly was anything like Max, she knew that there was more to the story than just being 'good friends'.
A scream coming from outside startled everyone and brought them out of their own world into the reality of Maria running through the door in tears.
Michael was the first to react. With lightning speed he was by her side, holding her close. Max stood cautiously, waiting for Liz to come running in.
"They took Liz!"
"What, who?"
The panic in Max's voice was loud.
"I don't know!"
A silence dawned over everyone, and tears formed in their eyes.
She wanted his arms around her to let her know that she was safe. But he wasn't here, he was just a dream. A shiver ran down her back as she realised how cold the room was. She couldn't see anything, not even her own hand. Terror ran through her mind as it suddenly dawned on her that they could never find her, that she could die here. Tears ran down her cheeks, and a whimper came from her dry, parched mouth.
"Max?"