Title: Two Kinds of Wonderful
Disclaimer: If I owned Roswell, we'd still have a show to watch. Summary: Max is a single father and Liz is a single mother, both are in college. Rating: PG-13 Couple: M/L
Requirements:
- No POV's
- No aliens
- Any rating
- Must end with Max and Liz together.
"Mrs. Parker, may I have a word with you?" The childcare director asked. "I'm Mrs. McConnell."
Liz studied the lady. She appeared to be in her early sixties.
"Um, sure. Aidan go on in." She set him down and he ran eagerly to Lilian's side.
"It's nothing bad." The woman assured her with a smile.
"That makes me feel better." Liz let out her breath.
"Aidan's third birthday is the 12th of July correct?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"That's only a few weeks away."
"I know." Liz idly tapped her fingers the desk. She was already running late, this woman needed to get to the point.
"Would you mind if we start mixing him in with the older kids? His maturity level is high for his age; he'll fit in easily. He's getting too old for the baby room anymore." The woman explained.
"I don't see the harm in that." Liz consented.
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"Liz!" Liz turned to the small voice.
"Lily." Liz squatted down to her level. Max had worked with her on Saturday to get her to say her name but she just couldn't get it. Liz was surprised she had learned it.
"Hi." Lily said cheerfully. She gave a little cough, which caused Liz to frown.
Lily threw her arms around her neck. They hadn't seen each other since the previous Sunday morning at church. It was now Thursday morning.
"She's picking up words quickly." The director noticed.
"Yeah." Liz stood up with her in her arms. "It took her all Saturday to get that. Her father was so intent on her learning that."
"That's right! Isabel Evans and that boy from New Mexico got married. I had forgotten. I've known Isabel since she was a tiny baby."
"Yeah, that boy's my brother." She said patiently.
"That's right. Where did they go for their honeymoon?"
"Europe."
"Yes, I remember now. You must forgive me." The woman smiled.
"And you're with Max Evans?"
Liz just ducked her head.
"Dada!" Lily exclaimed hearing her father's name.
"You don't have to answer that, sweetie." She laid a hand over Liz's. "Max is a nice boy. I've known him since he was younger than Lily. He deserves someone sweet like you. Unlike that other girl. I won't mention her name in front of Lily though. She was no good if you ask me but I wasn't about to interfere with Max. I think it was one of the best things for those two, her walking out on them. Although she did produce mighty cute children."
Lily slid back to the floor to play with Aidan who was waiting patiently for her to greet his mother.
"I think she looks like Max." Liz said idly.
"She does, but she does look a lot like Tess. The curls, the blonde." The woman turned to face the children. "But I won't think of that. And I bet you have to get going. Don't let me keep you here, Darling."
Liz watched Lily stop to catch her breath after chasing Aidan around the room once. She went into a brief coughing fit.
"Is she alright?" Liz asked concerned.
"Yeah, she'll be fine in a moment. She just had her medicine." Mrs. McConnell assured her.
"Goodbye, Mrs. McConnell."
"Goodbye, Mrs. Parker." Her face scrunched when she said the name but the shook her head.
"Please, call me Liz." Liz corrected quickly.
"Alright." She turned and went to entertain some of the older children.
Liz rushed back to her car shoving the conversation into the back of her mind.
****
"Dada." Lily called out later that night.
Max shot up in bed.
He heard her choking, crying, and trying to call for him. He was out of the bed in a second.
"Dada!" She called again more desperately.
"Max, what is it?" Gracie was up as well.
"She can't breathe, it's her asthma. Wrap her in a blanket and take her outside for me?" Max asked running to the bathroom to collect her breathing machine.
"No, Dada!" Lily said angrily against her aunt's shirt. "Dada!" She screamed panicking.
"He's coming." Grace rocked her, trying to stay calm herself.
She was seized by another coughing fit as she tried to get air to her starving lungs.
"Dada, help!" She cried. Max took her in his arms where she curled into them.
"Calm down, Lilybird." Max rocked her. He pulled the blanket tighter around her.
"Dada." She cried into him.
"Sit up, Lilybird. Let me put your mask on." He told her gently.
"Dada." She said again still in distress. She calmed a bit when the air was successfully started.
"Is it too cold?" He asked.
"No." She scooted into him and relaxed.
He sat there in the silence. Calming his fried nerves.
"You need me to do anything more, Maxie?" Gracie said through a yawn. She knew Lily would be ok.
"No, Gracie. We'll be ok." Max nodded grateful for her help.
"Goodnight then." She returned to the spare bedroom in Max's apartment.
"Are you better?" Max asked when her breathing slowed and her eyes were starting to droop.
"Yes." She affirmed.
"You wanna go back to bed?"
"Yes." She said sleepily. She pulled the mask off, letting it fall.
He bent over the crib to set her back. "No!" She looked fearfully at the crib and pointed towards Max's bed.
"My bed?" He asked.
"Yes." She buried her head in his neck.
"Alright." Max laid down on his bed. She crawled on top of his chest and clung to the shirt.
"Are you scared, Lilybird?" Max asked.
She nodded her head. She stuck her fingers in her mouth and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Night, night." She said and snuggled into sleep.
"Goodnight, Lilybird." He whispered, both finally breathing calmly again.
TBC
Disclaimer: If I owned Roswell, we'd still have a show to watch. Summary: Max is a single father and Liz is a single mother, both are in college. Rating: PG-13 Couple: M/L
Requirements:
- No POV's
- No aliens
- Any rating
- Must end with Max and Liz together.
"Mrs. Parker, may I have a word with you?" The childcare director asked. "I'm Mrs. McConnell."
Liz studied the lady. She appeared to be in her early sixties.
"Um, sure. Aidan go on in." She set him down and he ran eagerly to Lilian's side.
"It's nothing bad." The woman assured her with a smile.
"That makes me feel better." Liz let out her breath.
"Aidan's third birthday is the 12th of July correct?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"That's only a few weeks away."
"I know." Liz idly tapped her fingers the desk. She was already running late, this woman needed to get to the point.
"Would you mind if we start mixing him in with the older kids? His maturity level is high for his age; he'll fit in easily. He's getting too old for the baby room anymore." The woman explained.
"I don't see the harm in that." Liz consented.
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"Liz!" Liz turned to the small voice.
"Lily." Liz squatted down to her level. Max had worked with her on Saturday to get her to say her name but she just couldn't get it. Liz was surprised she had learned it.
"Hi." Lily said cheerfully. She gave a little cough, which caused Liz to frown.
Lily threw her arms around her neck. They hadn't seen each other since the previous Sunday morning at church. It was now Thursday morning.
"She's picking up words quickly." The director noticed.
"Yeah." Liz stood up with her in her arms. "It took her all Saturday to get that. Her father was so intent on her learning that."
"That's right! Isabel Evans and that boy from New Mexico got married. I had forgotten. I've known Isabel since she was a tiny baby."
"Yeah, that boy's my brother." She said patiently.
"That's right. Where did they go for their honeymoon?"
"Europe."
"Yes, I remember now. You must forgive me." The woman smiled.
"And you're with Max Evans?"
Liz just ducked her head.
"Dada!" Lily exclaimed hearing her father's name.
"You don't have to answer that, sweetie." She laid a hand over Liz's. "Max is a nice boy. I've known him since he was younger than Lily. He deserves someone sweet like you. Unlike that other girl. I won't mention her name in front of Lily though. She was no good if you ask me but I wasn't about to interfere with Max. I think it was one of the best things for those two, her walking out on them. Although she did produce mighty cute children."
Lily slid back to the floor to play with Aidan who was waiting patiently for her to greet his mother.
"I think she looks like Max." Liz said idly.
"She does, but she does look a lot like Tess. The curls, the blonde." The woman turned to face the children. "But I won't think of that. And I bet you have to get going. Don't let me keep you here, Darling."
Liz watched Lily stop to catch her breath after chasing Aidan around the room once. She went into a brief coughing fit.
"Is she alright?" Liz asked concerned.
"Yeah, she'll be fine in a moment. She just had her medicine." Mrs. McConnell assured her.
"Goodbye, Mrs. McConnell."
"Goodbye, Mrs. Parker." Her face scrunched when she said the name but the shook her head.
"Please, call me Liz." Liz corrected quickly.
"Alright." She turned and went to entertain some of the older children.
Liz rushed back to her car shoving the conversation into the back of her mind.
****
"Dada." Lily called out later that night.
Max shot up in bed.
He heard her choking, crying, and trying to call for him. He was out of the bed in a second.
"Dada!" She called again more desperately.
"Max, what is it?" Gracie was up as well.
"She can't breathe, it's her asthma. Wrap her in a blanket and take her outside for me?" Max asked running to the bathroom to collect her breathing machine.
"No, Dada!" Lily said angrily against her aunt's shirt. "Dada!" She screamed panicking.
"He's coming." Grace rocked her, trying to stay calm herself.
She was seized by another coughing fit as she tried to get air to her starving lungs.
"Dada, help!" She cried. Max took her in his arms where she curled into them.
"Calm down, Lilybird." Max rocked her. He pulled the blanket tighter around her.
"Dada." She cried into him.
"Sit up, Lilybird. Let me put your mask on." He told her gently.
"Dada." She said again still in distress. She calmed a bit when the air was successfully started.
"Is it too cold?" He asked.
"No." She scooted into him and relaxed.
He sat there in the silence. Calming his fried nerves.
"You need me to do anything more, Maxie?" Gracie said through a yawn. She knew Lily would be ok.
"No, Gracie. We'll be ok." Max nodded grateful for her help.
"Goodnight then." She returned to the spare bedroom in Max's apartment.
"Are you better?" Max asked when her breathing slowed and her eyes were starting to droop.
"Yes." She affirmed.
"You wanna go back to bed?"
"Yes." She said sleepily. She pulled the mask off, letting it fall.
He bent over the crib to set her back. "No!" She looked fearfully at the crib and pointed towards Max's bed.
"My bed?" He asked.
"Yes." She buried her head in his neck.
"Alright." Max laid down on his bed. She crawled on top of his chest and clung to the shirt.
"Are you scared, Lilybird?" Max asked.
She nodded her head. She stuck her fingers in her mouth and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Night, night." She said and snuggled into sleep.
"Goodnight, Lilybird." He whispered, both finally breathing calmly again.
TBC