Inside my Mind
Part 12
"Wait wait wait. So your going to work with him?" Isabel huffed gesturing from Liz to Max. "And your going with him!?" Again from Michael to Maria. "So you just thought what exactly. That because I'm the loner here I get to be alone all day!!" Isabel was beyond pissed at this point. The two couples had sat and chatted and flirted all through out breakfast, it was enough to make her want to gag. But at the same time all she wanted was someone to trade soul searching glances with, or someone to spar with. But NO here she sat while they made plans to leave her alone all day.
"No Iz that's not it at all." Max soothed. "If you want to come down to the hospital with me you are more then welcome, you know that." Max stated making himself perfectly clear. "The kids love you there." He enthused trying to make her feel welcome.
"Yeah. I mean and if you wanted you could always come and help me out down at the gallery." Michael offered, from his seat next to Maria. They had just finished paying their bill, and then Michael had brought up the fact that he had to be to work soon, when Max said that he did as well. Liz generously offered to go help him out, begging Maria to come with her. But Maria had made it insaneily clear that she hated the smell of hospitals. When much to her surprise Michael had offered to let her 'tag along'. Then Isabel had started her hissy fit.
"No that's fine. I can find my own entertainment. Thank you very much!" Isabel said clearing pissed off at everyone. As she slammed her chair underneath the table and stomped all the way to the door not even turning to look back before she burst out. Max was instantly up ready to run after her when Michael had stopped him. "Give her some alone time." He had said. Max knew his sister better then that, alone time wasn't what she wanted right now. She wanted someone right by her side with her through everything. But there was no way he would catch her now, he was positive that she had run straight out to her car hopped in and without a moments hesitation floored it, as far away from the diner as possible, with tears running constantly.
"Liz you ready?" Max asked. The guilt all over his face.
"I can go find her if you like." Liz offered completely self sacrificing.
How could she read me so well. Just by looking at me she knew it all, knew what I was feeling knew what I was thinking.That warmed Max's heart just knowing that, and the smile on his face spread ear to ear.
"No its fine. Michael's probably right." Max said offering his hand to Liz to help her up. His indication that he was obviously ready to go. Liz graciously accepted and they said their good-byes and were out the door in a flash.
Max lead her to his Jeep and offered her his hand to help her up into the rig. Dashing over to the other side he got in and started the old Jeep. Both put on their seatbelts and drove away, towards Roswell Memorial.
"So what kind of doctor are you?" Liz asked. Entranced at how he was a doctor at such a young age. He had to of skipped at least two to three years of school.
"Pediatrician." He replied looking her way and smiling. As he pulled out onto the road.
"Wow that's so great. I love kids." Liz said happily. Feeling a little guilty for actually thinking about how gorgeous their kids would be. She turned to look at the desert scenery go by, as she tried to wash the thought from her mind.
Michael pulled his big truck up in front of the surprisingly elegant gallery. He got out of the truck and Maria followed close behind. There were all ready people waiting outside for him. Maria felt bad, after all it had been her fault that they were late, but she did really have to pee.
"I thank you all for waiting so patiently." Michael said to the small crowd unlocking the door and glaring daggers at Maria, who just smiled innocently, and his face softened imediently. Forgiven but not forgotten he remarked to her in his mind.
After he let everyone into the gallery. Michael stood back and watched as the crowd dispersed through out the building setting up their materials. Michael turned to see Maria totally engrossed in a small display of work, what got him was the painting that she seemed to be so impressed by was his.
"See something you like?" Michael asked walking towards her.
"Actually yes." She replied. All of the paintings that she found herself looking at were abstract. Which she seemed to like a lot more lately. One in particular caught her eye though. It seemed to be a dome shape with darts of color splashing through it, red and oranges and yellows they just all seemed to mix so well, with such precision in the brush strokes it amazed her.
"You like that one?" Michael asked gesturing towards the painting that she had been staring at.
"Yes. Its fabulous. I mean the colors and the shapes. Did one of these people paint it?" She asked referring towards the people in the room setting up. Michael just pointed to a sign over her head that read 'Owners Corner'. Maria looked back to Michael in surprise. Nothing further was needed the look on her face said it all for Michael. He continued to explain on to her what the up coming show was about and why the people were here.
"Seeing as though you have such good taste in art work." Michael said jokingly. "Would you like to help me select the work to be displayed?" Michael asked. Absolutely having no idea what he was getting him self into.
"I'd love to!" She replied excitedly.
"See you just wrap it around her finger clock wise and that should take care of it." Max said instructing Liz on the wrapping of a young girls finger. Liz just couldn't get over how perfect Max looked in his doctors coat. So professional, so powerful. Oh who was she kidding she asked herself he looked dead sexy. Liz was marveled at how immature her thoughts had been lately. Dead sexy? What was that? She sounded like a little freshmen again not the 22 year old women that she was. But he seemed to be having that effect on her he was intoxicating.
"So what can I do now?" Liz asked finishing the girls finger and patting her on the back for being so brave while Max sewed her four stitches.
Max was instantly impressed with how all of the children seemed to be responding to Liz. They all loved her, and she was so gentle and caring towards them.
"Well." Max said checking his chart. "You could help me wrap a cast?" He questioned.
"Love to." Liz said following him down the long corridor of the hospital and to a new room.
As soon as Max walked in the room to see who was in there he stopped mid stride. Causing Liz to run right into him. Max hardly seemed to notice, he didn't even falter.
"Valenti. You again?" Max said pretending to act surprised as he pulled up a chair and offered it to Liz and then took a seat on his mobile stool.
"Yeah. I fell out of a tree." The small child said holding his arm up in the air. Max just shook his head and turned to Liz to give an explanation.
"James is in here every week with a new injury. I swear Vicki solely pays my bills." Max said yet again shaking his head. Causing Liz to giggle.
"James I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Liz. She's gonna be helping me out today." Max said looking towards Liz. She instantly caught his gaze and was locked there, time seemed to stand still when she looked into his deep, inviting eyes.
"More like girlfriend." James muttered under his breath noticing the soul searching gazes. His mother walked in before either got a chance to reply.
"Hey Vicki." Max said.
"So how is he?" She asked concerned for her son.
"He's fine. Get to cast him again." Max said with fake enthusiasm.
"Vicki you can take a seat. Liz come here." Max said waving her over towards him. "Your gonna help me cast his arm."
"OK." Liz said a little uncomfortable. Sure wrapping a finger had been easy. But the poor kid would have to live with the cast for at least three months.
"Don't worry you'll do fine." Max said beaming up at her.
Max set a small table to the side of him with a bowl of warm water and some strips of some sort of white material. Then Max patted his knee offering it to Liz. Liz sat down on his leg and Max proceeded to instruct her on wrapping the cast.
"Half wit!" Michael threw back at her.
"Pig." Maria screeched.
"Do you two need to be left alone?" A man from the group of waiting artists asked.
Maria gasped. "Left alone?! With him?"
"Well you two seem to be having some 'relationship problems'.". The crowd had gathered around the couple when they began to argue. They hardly seemed to notice as they threw insults back and forth at each other as if they were playing catch. Every time she'd make a remark he'd have one to throw back at her, it had been going on for nearly 10 minutes before someone decided to say something.
"Relationship Problems." Maria said her voice escalating. "Relationship problems!" she repeated. "I've known this man for nearly two days! There is no relationship to speak of here!"
"Could of fooled me." A women piped in.
Before Maria had time to respond to her Michael had grabbed her arm and rushed her into what appeared to be his office. It was a dim shaded room, as she looked around she saw that it was totally not what she would expect out of the man standing in front of her. The office was clean, and organized. Every little thing seemed to have its own little place. The room it self was a good size and extremely well decorated, much like his apartment was. Isabel must have helped him out a great deal Maria decided looking around. She was quickly ripped from her thoughts.
"What the hell are you doing!?" He questioned. Obviously fuming with her.
"What am I doing! You started it!" Maria spit back in her defense. How dare he blame this all on her.
She did have a point. They just couldn't seem to agree on any paintings at all. Everyone he'd suggest she would decline and vise versa. He was coming to the end of his rope when he finally let it all out. Now here he was having to look into her fiery eyes, that were made all the more green with her frustration.
He took a deep calming breath. "Ok. We just need to calm down, go back out there, and try to agree on something."
"Talk about stating the obvious." Maria muttered. Then took a deep breath. That just wasn't doing the trick for her. He had royally pissed her off she needed something more to calm herself down. Maria reached into her small purse and pulled out a tanish glass vial. Unscrewing the cap she took a deep breath and sniffed in its the scent. After she had calmed some she looked up to meet his eyes. He was looking at her like she was completely crazy.
"Cedar oil." She offered then walked to the door and opened it. Shaking his head he followed her out.
"Liz you did a fantastic job!" Max said. Patting James's newly casted arm.
"That looks professional, Evans." Max heard come from behind him. He didn't even have to turn to know who it was. Or that he was referring to Liz sitting on his lap.
"Thanks Kyle." Max responded sarcastically without looking towards the man.
"Ok. James you know the drill." Max said looking at him directly in the eyes, expecting an answer.
"Yeah yeah. No swimming, plastic bag when I shower, take the pain killers only when nesicary, try to keep it elevated." James finished.
Max gave him a knowing look.
"And no scratching with a pencil." James said defeated.
Making Liz giggle once again. Max was so good with his patients. All through out Liz wrapping the boys cast Max had talked to him about school, his grades, his family, his friends. He even offered him some advice about a girl he liked. Liz was so impressed with Max, and the way he handled himself.
"Exactly." Max said pulling the chart from the table and writing out the prescription.
Max turned the whole stool with his feet to look at the Valenti's. Liz still safely planted on his lap.
"You two know the drill I want to see him back here in two weeks for a check up." Max said handing them the prescription.
"See you then." Kyle said taking it from him and with a quick wave they were gone.
"I'm very proud of you." Max said wrapping his arms around Liz's waist.
"Really?" Liz questioned leaning back against Max's chest purely exhausted.
"Yes." He said kissing her cheek softly.
"But my dear, I fear that the day is over. My shift is done."
Max said lightly kissing down the side of her neck.
Liz got up quickly, turned around so that she was facing him and sat back down, now straddling his lap. "Is that so." She said. Moving a little closer to his incredible lips, they looked so soft, and sweet. Liz wanted them all over her.
"'Tis so." Max whispered in a hoarse voice filled with desire closing the small space between them with his lips lightly crashing down on hers.
Their kiss was sweet and delicate. But they both wanted more, both needed more. Max ran his tongue gently along her bottom lip. She generously invited it into the soft recess of her warm mouth. Their tongues danced together for several seconds, before Max moved his hand from her waist up around to support her back and bring her closer to him. Liz kept her hands busy playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, so soft and smooth she thought.
Max started to move his other hand up her side and brought her shirt up with his hand, he was about ready to slide his large, tender hands under her shirt to meet with her soft silky skin, when the door flung open and the two ripped apart from each other.
The nurse paused looking at the two in shock. Liz was still seated comfortably on Max's lap. She finally found her voice. "There's a call for you, Dr. Evans." With that the nurse shut the door quickly. Even through the door Max and Liz could both hear the women holler for another nurse and the other run over to hear the juicy gossip.
Max buried his head in Liz's shoulder. "Awe. I'm sorry Max." She said rubbing his head sympathetically, seeing that this situation probably wouldn't make things easy for him at work.
Max lifted his head to meet her gorgeous eyes. "Don't be, that was well worth it." Max said with a dopey grin on his face. Liz stood as did Max taking her hand he walked out of the room towards the phone.
As soon as he opened the door he noticed the big group of people gawking at them. Liz hung her head in embarrassment. "Back to work please." Max said to the group as he walked them over to the phones. Everyone listened and the group dispersed.
"Hello." Max said after picking up the phone.
"No. Michael, I'm sure its not that bad."
"NOT THAT BAD!" Liz could hear the other man shout through the phone. Making Liz wince at the thought of what had gone wrong.
"Michael you have to calm down."
"Yes calm down. See better all ready. Now what happened?"
After a long moment of silence, Max finally answered back.
"Michael. Try to look at everything from her point of view, listen to what she has to say about each piece of art. Maybe you will see it her way." Max tried to reason.
"No. Michael. I didn't say give in. What I mean is, try and compromise, set the example and I'm sure she will follow."
"Yeah. See you soon." Max said then hung up the phone with an exasperated sigh.
"What happened?" Liz questioned.
"Maria is helping Michael pick the art for his next show, and they can't agree on anything." Max replied emphasizing the anything.
Liz started laughing and Max soon joined her.
"Only Maria I swear." Liz said knowingly. As they exited the hospital and drove to the gallery.
They were greeted with quite a sight then what they had expected to be coming in on. Michael and Maria were over looking at a painting in a calm consistent manner. Telling what they liked about it and what they didn't. Respecting what the other had to say, and considering it carefully.
"Where did everyone go?" Max asked with an amused grin. Happy that Michael had obviously taken his advice.
"Well." Michael started. "I told them to come back on Tuesday when I was sure that we would have chosen." Michael said calmly.
"Wow. I'm impressed." Max stated with a nod of approval.
"Well I listened to what you had to say and..." Michael let his voice trail off.
"Your welcome." Max said. Walking hand in hand with Liz to look through the paintings. While they finished debating the painting they were on.
After they had left the cafe Sean sat at his table carefully planning out and going over his plan again and again in his mind. Everything had to be well thought out, no slip ups.
Sure they can have their fun today. But it will be the last. The first phase will start tonight.
Sean thought confidently to himself as he sipped his 'Irish coffee'.
TBC
Part 12
"Wait wait wait. So your going to work with him?" Isabel huffed gesturing from Liz to Max. "And your going with him!?" Again from Michael to Maria. "So you just thought what exactly. That because I'm the loner here I get to be alone all day!!" Isabel was beyond pissed at this point. The two couples had sat and chatted and flirted all through out breakfast, it was enough to make her want to gag. But at the same time all she wanted was someone to trade soul searching glances with, or someone to spar with. But NO here she sat while they made plans to leave her alone all day.
"No Iz that's not it at all." Max soothed. "If you want to come down to the hospital with me you are more then welcome, you know that." Max stated making himself perfectly clear. "The kids love you there." He enthused trying to make her feel welcome.
"Yeah. I mean and if you wanted you could always come and help me out down at the gallery." Michael offered, from his seat next to Maria. They had just finished paying their bill, and then Michael had brought up the fact that he had to be to work soon, when Max said that he did as well. Liz generously offered to go help him out, begging Maria to come with her. But Maria had made it insaneily clear that she hated the smell of hospitals. When much to her surprise Michael had offered to let her 'tag along'. Then Isabel had started her hissy fit.
"No that's fine. I can find my own entertainment. Thank you very much!" Isabel said clearing pissed off at everyone. As she slammed her chair underneath the table and stomped all the way to the door not even turning to look back before she burst out. Max was instantly up ready to run after her when Michael had stopped him. "Give her some alone time." He had said. Max knew his sister better then that, alone time wasn't what she wanted right now. She wanted someone right by her side with her through everything. But there was no way he would catch her now, he was positive that she had run straight out to her car hopped in and without a moments hesitation floored it, as far away from the diner as possible, with tears running constantly.
"Liz you ready?" Max asked. The guilt all over his face.
"I can go find her if you like." Liz offered completely self sacrificing.
How could she read me so well. Just by looking at me she knew it all, knew what I was feeling knew what I was thinking.That warmed Max's heart just knowing that, and the smile on his face spread ear to ear.
"No its fine. Michael's probably right." Max said offering his hand to Liz to help her up. His indication that he was obviously ready to go. Liz graciously accepted and they said their good-byes and were out the door in a flash.
Max lead her to his Jeep and offered her his hand to help her up into the rig. Dashing over to the other side he got in and started the old Jeep. Both put on their seatbelts and drove away, towards Roswell Memorial.
"So what kind of doctor are you?" Liz asked. Entranced at how he was a doctor at such a young age. He had to of skipped at least two to three years of school.
"Pediatrician." He replied looking her way and smiling. As he pulled out onto the road.
"Wow that's so great. I love kids." Liz said happily. Feeling a little guilty for actually thinking about how gorgeous their kids would be. She turned to look at the desert scenery go by, as she tried to wash the thought from her mind.
Michael pulled his big truck up in front of the surprisingly elegant gallery. He got out of the truck and Maria followed close behind. There were all ready people waiting outside for him. Maria felt bad, after all it had been her fault that they were late, but she did really have to pee.
"I thank you all for waiting so patiently." Michael said to the small crowd unlocking the door and glaring daggers at Maria, who just smiled innocently, and his face softened imediently. Forgiven but not forgotten he remarked to her in his mind.
After he let everyone into the gallery. Michael stood back and watched as the crowd dispersed through out the building setting up their materials. Michael turned to see Maria totally engrossed in a small display of work, what got him was the painting that she seemed to be so impressed by was his.
"See something you like?" Michael asked walking towards her.
"Actually yes." She replied. All of the paintings that she found herself looking at were abstract. Which she seemed to like a lot more lately. One in particular caught her eye though. It seemed to be a dome shape with darts of color splashing through it, red and oranges and yellows they just all seemed to mix so well, with such precision in the brush strokes it amazed her.
"You like that one?" Michael asked gesturing towards the painting that she had been staring at.
"Yes. Its fabulous. I mean the colors and the shapes. Did one of these people paint it?" She asked referring towards the people in the room setting up. Michael just pointed to a sign over her head that read 'Owners Corner'. Maria looked back to Michael in surprise. Nothing further was needed the look on her face said it all for Michael. He continued to explain on to her what the up coming show was about and why the people were here.
"Seeing as though you have such good taste in art work." Michael said jokingly. "Would you like to help me select the work to be displayed?" Michael asked. Absolutely having no idea what he was getting him self into.
"I'd love to!" She replied excitedly.
"See you just wrap it around her finger clock wise and that should take care of it." Max said instructing Liz on the wrapping of a young girls finger. Liz just couldn't get over how perfect Max looked in his doctors coat. So professional, so powerful. Oh who was she kidding she asked herself he looked dead sexy. Liz was marveled at how immature her thoughts had been lately. Dead sexy? What was that? She sounded like a little freshmen again not the 22 year old women that she was. But he seemed to be having that effect on her he was intoxicating.
"So what can I do now?" Liz asked finishing the girls finger and patting her on the back for being so brave while Max sewed her four stitches.
Max was instantly impressed with how all of the children seemed to be responding to Liz. They all loved her, and she was so gentle and caring towards them.
"Well." Max said checking his chart. "You could help me wrap a cast?" He questioned.
"Love to." Liz said following him down the long corridor of the hospital and to a new room.
As soon as Max walked in the room to see who was in there he stopped mid stride. Causing Liz to run right into him. Max hardly seemed to notice, he didn't even falter.
"Valenti. You again?" Max said pretending to act surprised as he pulled up a chair and offered it to Liz and then took a seat on his mobile stool.
"Yeah. I fell out of a tree." The small child said holding his arm up in the air. Max just shook his head and turned to Liz to give an explanation.
"James is in here every week with a new injury. I swear Vicki solely pays my bills." Max said yet again shaking his head. Causing Liz to giggle.
"James I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Liz. She's gonna be helping me out today." Max said looking towards Liz. She instantly caught his gaze and was locked there, time seemed to stand still when she looked into his deep, inviting eyes.
"More like girlfriend." James muttered under his breath noticing the soul searching gazes. His mother walked in before either got a chance to reply.
"Hey Vicki." Max said.
"So how is he?" She asked concerned for her son.
"He's fine. Get to cast him again." Max said with fake enthusiasm.
"Vicki you can take a seat. Liz come here." Max said waving her over towards him. "Your gonna help me cast his arm."
"OK." Liz said a little uncomfortable. Sure wrapping a finger had been easy. But the poor kid would have to live with the cast for at least three months.
"Don't worry you'll do fine." Max said beaming up at her.
Max set a small table to the side of him with a bowl of warm water and some strips of some sort of white material. Then Max patted his knee offering it to Liz. Liz sat down on his leg and Max proceeded to instruct her on wrapping the cast.
"Half wit!" Michael threw back at her.
"Pig." Maria screeched.
"Do you two need to be left alone?" A man from the group of waiting artists asked.
Maria gasped. "Left alone?! With him?"
"Well you two seem to be having some 'relationship problems'.". The crowd had gathered around the couple when they began to argue. They hardly seemed to notice as they threw insults back and forth at each other as if they were playing catch. Every time she'd make a remark he'd have one to throw back at her, it had been going on for nearly 10 minutes before someone decided to say something.
"Relationship Problems." Maria said her voice escalating. "Relationship problems!" she repeated. "I've known this man for nearly two days! There is no relationship to speak of here!"
"Could of fooled me." A women piped in.
Before Maria had time to respond to her Michael had grabbed her arm and rushed her into what appeared to be his office. It was a dim shaded room, as she looked around she saw that it was totally not what she would expect out of the man standing in front of her. The office was clean, and organized. Every little thing seemed to have its own little place. The room it self was a good size and extremely well decorated, much like his apartment was. Isabel must have helped him out a great deal Maria decided looking around. She was quickly ripped from her thoughts.
"What the hell are you doing!?" He questioned. Obviously fuming with her.
"What am I doing! You started it!" Maria spit back in her defense. How dare he blame this all on her.
She did have a point. They just couldn't seem to agree on any paintings at all. Everyone he'd suggest she would decline and vise versa. He was coming to the end of his rope when he finally let it all out. Now here he was having to look into her fiery eyes, that were made all the more green with her frustration.
He took a deep calming breath. "Ok. We just need to calm down, go back out there, and try to agree on something."
"Talk about stating the obvious." Maria muttered. Then took a deep breath. That just wasn't doing the trick for her. He had royally pissed her off she needed something more to calm herself down. Maria reached into her small purse and pulled out a tanish glass vial. Unscrewing the cap she took a deep breath and sniffed in its the scent. After she had calmed some she looked up to meet his eyes. He was looking at her like she was completely crazy.
"Cedar oil." She offered then walked to the door and opened it. Shaking his head he followed her out.
"Liz you did a fantastic job!" Max said. Patting James's newly casted arm.
"That looks professional, Evans." Max heard come from behind him. He didn't even have to turn to know who it was. Or that he was referring to Liz sitting on his lap.
"Thanks Kyle." Max responded sarcastically without looking towards the man.
"Ok. James you know the drill." Max said looking at him directly in the eyes, expecting an answer.
"Yeah yeah. No swimming, plastic bag when I shower, take the pain killers only when nesicary, try to keep it elevated." James finished.
Max gave him a knowing look.
"And no scratching with a pencil." James said defeated.
Making Liz giggle once again. Max was so good with his patients. All through out Liz wrapping the boys cast Max had talked to him about school, his grades, his family, his friends. He even offered him some advice about a girl he liked. Liz was so impressed with Max, and the way he handled himself.
"Exactly." Max said pulling the chart from the table and writing out the prescription.
Max turned the whole stool with his feet to look at the Valenti's. Liz still safely planted on his lap.
"You two know the drill I want to see him back here in two weeks for a check up." Max said handing them the prescription.
"See you then." Kyle said taking it from him and with a quick wave they were gone.
"I'm very proud of you." Max said wrapping his arms around Liz's waist.
"Really?" Liz questioned leaning back against Max's chest purely exhausted.
"Yes." He said kissing her cheek softly.
"But my dear, I fear that the day is over. My shift is done."
Max said lightly kissing down the side of her neck.
Liz got up quickly, turned around so that she was facing him and sat back down, now straddling his lap. "Is that so." She said. Moving a little closer to his incredible lips, they looked so soft, and sweet. Liz wanted them all over her.
"'Tis so." Max whispered in a hoarse voice filled with desire closing the small space between them with his lips lightly crashing down on hers.
Their kiss was sweet and delicate. But they both wanted more, both needed more. Max ran his tongue gently along her bottom lip. She generously invited it into the soft recess of her warm mouth. Their tongues danced together for several seconds, before Max moved his hand from her waist up around to support her back and bring her closer to him. Liz kept her hands busy playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, so soft and smooth she thought.
Max started to move his other hand up her side and brought her shirt up with his hand, he was about ready to slide his large, tender hands under her shirt to meet with her soft silky skin, when the door flung open and the two ripped apart from each other.
The nurse paused looking at the two in shock. Liz was still seated comfortably on Max's lap. She finally found her voice. "There's a call for you, Dr. Evans." With that the nurse shut the door quickly. Even through the door Max and Liz could both hear the women holler for another nurse and the other run over to hear the juicy gossip.
Max buried his head in Liz's shoulder. "Awe. I'm sorry Max." She said rubbing his head sympathetically, seeing that this situation probably wouldn't make things easy for him at work.
Max lifted his head to meet her gorgeous eyes. "Don't be, that was well worth it." Max said with a dopey grin on his face. Liz stood as did Max taking her hand he walked out of the room towards the phone.
As soon as he opened the door he noticed the big group of people gawking at them. Liz hung her head in embarrassment. "Back to work please." Max said to the group as he walked them over to the phones. Everyone listened and the group dispersed.
"Hello." Max said after picking up the phone.
"No. Michael, I'm sure its not that bad."
"NOT THAT BAD!" Liz could hear the other man shout through the phone. Making Liz wince at the thought of what had gone wrong.
"Michael you have to calm down."
"Yes calm down. See better all ready. Now what happened?"
After a long moment of silence, Max finally answered back.
"Michael. Try to look at everything from her point of view, listen to what she has to say about each piece of art. Maybe you will see it her way." Max tried to reason.
"No. Michael. I didn't say give in. What I mean is, try and compromise, set the example and I'm sure she will follow."
"Yeah. See you soon." Max said then hung up the phone with an exasperated sigh.
"What happened?" Liz questioned.
"Maria is helping Michael pick the art for his next show, and they can't agree on anything." Max replied emphasizing the anything.
Liz started laughing and Max soon joined her.
"Only Maria I swear." Liz said knowingly. As they exited the hospital and drove to the gallery.
They were greeted with quite a sight then what they had expected to be coming in on. Michael and Maria were over looking at a painting in a calm consistent manner. Telling what they liked about it and what they didn't. Respecting what the other had to say, and considering it carefully.
"Where did everyone go?" Max asked with an amused grin. Happy that Michael had obviously taken his advice.
"Well." Michael started. "I told them to come back on Tuesday when I was sure that we would have chosen." Michael said calmly.
"Wow. I'm impressed." Max stated with a nod of approval.
"Well I listened to what you had to say and..." Michael let his voice trail off.
"Your welcome." Max said. Walking hand in hand with Liz to look through the paintings. While they finished debating the painting they were on.
After they had left the cafe Sean sat at his table carefully planning out and going over his plan again and again in his mind. Everything had to be well thought out, no slip ups.
Sure they can have their fun today. But it will be the last. The first phase will start tonight.
Sean thought confidently to himself as he sipped his 'Irish coffee'.
TBC
