Liz stared down at her arm, witch was covered in blood. She could not believe what had just happened, she was sitting down with Max holding her arm. "Are you sure you're alright? You took a bad hit. Do you want me to heal it for you, or are you gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, and yes please heal it I don't want Maria or anyone else worry, you know." Liz was still in shock of what had just recently happened. She had had a meeting with max and, they went out to the cave, and were attacked by skins. Liz had pushed max out of the way of some sort of Alien energy ball. It had hit her directly in the arm and, then Max had blasted it with his heating Alien power, from his hand. Liz had been staring at the remains of the skin when Max was talking to her.
That night as Liz looked at her arm there was no visible scare of her blast from the skin. She ran into the bathroom and picked up a razor, and simply held it over her arm. If I cannot control anything about my life, then I can at least control what happens to my body, sometimes. Liz simply cut her wrist and smiled. She felt free and in control. She could not stop herself from doing it again, so she did. Then she wrapped it up in toilet paper and went back to bed.
The next morning Liz startled. She had had a bad dream, Liz and Max had been married and one night, Max had left a note on her pillow saying he was going home and he was not sure if he would come back. Liz felt something damp on her back and figured it was sweat. She picked up her phone and dialed Maria's number, mumbling to herself 'please pick up, please be there.'
Finally, Maria picked up sounding disoriented "What, who is this?" She sounded like she was not happy being awaken at god knows what time. But at least this could be important.
"Hi, it's me Liz."
"Oh hi, well what's the matter I can tell something is wrong. So spill."
"Well I had a dream maybe it was a vision, I'm not sure we were even married but if it were then say goodbye to Michael forever."