Author: Qualen
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Roswell, Highlander or Kindred: The Embraced.
Pairings: It will be Liz/? But I haven't made up my mind who yet...LOL
Rating: G for now but may change in the future
A/N: So this is my first attempt at a crossover of any sort, so please be nice. ;o) and I'm considering changing the title.
Forever Is a Long Time
Prologue
Liz sighed aloud as she checked her uniform for the fifth time that night, I suppose she was always going to be destined to wear a teeny skirt in her line of work but at least it was alot classier than the hideous green eyesore she had to wear at her parents' cafe.
She was standing outside her current place of employment, a bar called The Haven picking at the imaginary lint on her crisp white shirt, she had only been working there for a couple of months and she had definitely lucked out. Her new boss, Lillie Langtry had even helped her get an apartment that was both clean and affordable which was a rarity in this city although she was a little creeped out by the sudden disappearance of the former tenant.
All his things were still there the first time she went to look at it, the landlord had asked if she wanted to keep everything but that was just way too weird for her, so she declined which had left her with a sparsely furnished place but at least it was her stuff. It wasn't anything to write home about, not that she had written home at all since she first decided to stay in San Francisco but it was comfortable and eventually she would have to contact her parents with her new address and ask them to send her the rest of her stuff.
This was her first night working the late shift, usually she would only work during the day but she had been able to transfer from Northwestern to USF as a freshman, her major was Microbiology with mathematics, chemistry and physics making up the rest of her core subjects a good foundation as any for Molecular Biology, what she really wanted to do. It still astounded her that she actually got in, considering how late she had applied but due to someone dropping the course at the last minute she was able to secure a place.
Liz was suddenly pulled from her musing by a small group of drunken guys getting out of a taxi, they looked to be in their early twenties, she guessed they were probably making the most of the last few days of the summer break before the new semester began.
Oh joy she thought, rolling her eyes towards the sky just my luck that they will end up at one of my...
Her inner monologue was once again interrupted by the men standing, well swaying actually, outside the entrance to her workplace and even though she knew she was safe enough Liz couldn't stop that niggling feeling that her situation could change in an instant, as one of the men openly leered at her causing her body to shudder slightly and he didn't disappoint her.
Where the hell were those lazy-ass bouncers she wondered to herself probably hitting on some poor women inside?
"Heyy yourr prettyy" the leerer slurred at her as she got a mixture of whiskey fumes and spittle in her face. He tried to grab her but she quickly side-stepped his advance causing him to lunge forward, he would have fallen flat on his face if his friend to his left hadn't have caught him.
Liz winced in pain as an all too familiar sensation flooded her body; she hadn't felt like this since she had left Roswell and looking quickly down at her hands, as the barely visible green static skated across her skin confirmed her worst fears.
"Are you alright? Sorry about that he's just had too much to drink." Liz finally registered one of the guys saying, although she couldn't be sure which one.
She just needed to get out of here; she had to get this under control, as the panic within her started building. Why did this have to happen now? She had always assumed that it only ever happened when Max was near her.
"Don't worry about it...I deal with guys like that all the time" she whispered not really sure if they heard her or not as she turned to leave, going towards the side of the building where the staff entrance was located.
Just as the employee door swung close behind her, she heard the bar's security question the men about what the ruckus was about.
Oh now they decide to show up Liz muttered to herself.
In the safety of the club she was finally able to collect her thoughts and what they might mean. This had only ever happened when she was near Max. So did that mean he was here? Had they found her? Please god no, she wasn't ready to go back, not now when she was finally getting her life on track.