Inside my mind

Part 11

Max looked down into Liz's soft amber eyes and he wanted to tell her, he wanted to say to her where he was from and that he could protect her. But he didn't know how she would react, what if she screamed, tried to hit him, stormed out of the room, never spoke – Max was ripped from his thoughts when Liz started to speak to him.

"What is it Max?" Liz asked looking up into his deep eyes. She could see it written all over his face that what he wanted to tell her was big, and that he was afraid.

Max hesitated, before he spoke. Now just wasn't the time. "I'm uh... I'm a doctor." Max said to her trying to think of something to say. As soon as he said it he saw Liz's face fall. She obviously knew that that wasn't what he was going to tell her. "So I mean if you were to ever on the slight off chance get hurt, I'm saying that I'd be there to heal you." Not the entire truth but he was getting closer.

"Max, was that really what you were going to say?" He could see the disbelief on her face, hear it in her voice.

"Yeah, that uh... yeah." He lied.

Liz wasn't going to push the issue now. She was to tired and worn out and knew that it probably would not lead to the answer. She trusted that if he really wanted her to know then he would bring it up again. She just hoped that it would be sometime soon.

"Ok, Doctor." Liz said half heartedly, and cuddled back down against his chest. Just listening and feeling the rise and fall of his even breathing, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

Max knowing that the time would come again, and swearing to himself that when it did he would tell her. Soon drifted off to sleep as well, just content in having her by his side.

It was a hot day to be out searching for people. Sean thought to himself as he made his way from the bus to the local hotel. He knew that there were only three hotels in Roswell, so Liz had to be staying at one of them. He decided to check into the middle priced one, figuring that Liz would have done the same. Not to mention that it was right off of the freeway that they would have taken into Roswell.

After Sean got himself settled into his room he showered and changed clothes. So he would look more presentable. He had to play this act to a tee, no one could see through it or he would never find what he was looking for.

He made his way to the front desk where he had earlier checked in for the week.

"Sir, May I help you?" The clerk asked, seemingly agitated.

"Yes. I was wondering if you have seen this girl around?" Sean asked stepping up to the desk and holding up to the man his only picture of Liz. "She's my sister. She ran away last week and I'm desperately trying to find her." Sean stated with fake concern in his voice.

"No. Sir I'm sorry." The young man said. Turning and going back to his work.

Shit, Sean thought. Then seeing the maid cleaning the glass panels on the front door decided to try his luck with her.

"Excuse me Miss. But have you seen this women?" Sean said holding up the photo. He didn't even have to go into the sister act when he held the photo to the worn women instantly recognized her.

"Yes. Her and another girl checked in here two nights ago." The women said still busy cleaning the windows.

"Thank you!!" Sean said kissing the women on the cheek and running back up stairs to his room.

Sean pushed the door open and collapsed on his bed. She was here, and staying in the same hotel. He would see his sweet soon. But first he would have to make her learn her lesson.

Sean later decided to search the parking lot for Maria's Jetta. He hadn't noticed it when he came in earlier, but then again he was plastered.

With no luck. He bought a newspaper and occupied a chair in the lounge that had a full view of the front door. There he waited for her to return. Ready with the newspaper so she couldn't see him.

Maria woke up in a panic she was trapped with two long, muscular arms around her. She started squirming. But felt resistance, she lifted her head up to be greeted with Michael's handsome face. And instantly relaxed, remembering where she was.

He was looking down at her with a worried expression on his face. Why had she wanted to leave? What had he done? "Are you OK?"

Maria ran her hand over her face, and tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes. "Yeah. Perfect." She smiled. "You ever wake up and totally forget where you are?" She asked laughing.

"Yeah a few times." Michael responded now totally with her.

"Well I should wake Liz. We need to go back to our hotel and get changed and showered" Maria said. She had to admit that once she remembered where she was, and saw who's long, muscular arms were holding here in such a protective way. She wasn't complaining at all.

"Ok." Michael agreed, reluctantly unwrapping his limbs from hers. Once Maria was free she instantly felt the loss of warmth all over her body, and she craved to have it back. But she decided to turn and sit cross legged on the bed, facing him.

"Hey, you wanna meet us some where for breakfast?" Maria offered. Knowing that she would get to see Michael again, but wanting to be the one to make the plans to do so.

"Yeah sounds good." Michael said happy that she had invited him, even if everyone else was going to be there. Michael looked over to his wall clock, it was all most 8:30 in the morning. "But I have to be to work at 10:00."

"You work on Sundays?" She questioned. "What do you do?" She asked surprised. She did work in a diner but was only required to work the week, never a weekend. She thought seeing as though Roswell was such a small town that all of the local businesses would be closed up, especially during church hours.

"I own the art gallery down town. I have people coming to apply to display their work today." Michael replied as if it was a known fact. "We do need to wake them up." He said pointing towards his room. "Max has to go in for a few hours today also." Michael got up and walked towards his room. As she watched him walk away Maria noticed for the first time that he had only been sleeping in his boxers.

Sean saw the two girls come in the hotel. They left less than an hour later. He decided to follow them. He thanked god that they weren't taking the car, so that he could follow them by foot. And made a mental note to himself to rent a car later today.

He followed the girls across the busy street and a few blocks down. They stopped at a cute little alien themed restaurant. Sean noticed the huge, not to mention bright sign out front as he walked in, The Crashdown Cafe.

He took a seat at the closest table, and immediately pulled a menu up to hide his face. He watched as the girls sat at a booth and talked.

The door opened and the 'Men in Black' theme played indicating that a customer had entered. Two young men and a beautiful women walked over to their table and joined them.

When Sean saw the way the tall, dark haired man was looking at Liz his blood began to boil. He sat down next to Liz and put his arm around her shoulders like it was nothing.

Looks like Liz won't be the only one getting a lesson taught to her. Someone needs to teach that guy that you don't fuck around with other guys girls.

Sean sat at the small table and began to plan what was to come to all of them.

I will have to do this fast. But I want to make it last, she needs to be taught a lesson, and the only way to do that is to torture her, to make her understand. Let her know that what she did was wrong, very wrong. I must start on this tonight.

Liz and Max sat together on one side of the booth while Maria, Michael, and Isabel took the other. Michael kept elbowing Maria and she would do it back. Then Michael would smile to himself and start the process again.

Isabel couldn't take it anymore. It's like they were little 5th graders. Any moment now he'd be pulling her hair, calling her names, and telling her she had cooties! Isabel walked over to the closest table and quickly grabbed a chair, flinging it down she put the chair at the edge of the table and sat down just to hear the beginning of it.

"You look like Pippi Longstocking." Michael commented lightly touching Maria's braided hair.

"I do not!." Maria protested. Then quietly whispered "Liz, who's Pippi Longstocking?" Making the table burst out in laughter as Maria quickly started to unbraid her hair.

Sean could over hear their conversation. Loud and clear.

Pippi Longstocking will be the last of your worries dearest Maria.

TBC