Liz sat on a bench staring down at the journal in her hands.
I'I wonder if I could pin point the second my life died. Could it be the second Max healed me? Or perhaps the first kiss we shared? I suppose it could have been the first second my eyes met Max' over the play ground in 4th grade? It's hard to tell, the closest I've ever got to an answer is the second he took himself and his child and jetted off into space.
But then I come to the question, what the hell does it matter? For all I know what happened was written in the stars! I was always doomed! My life is dead now and there's nothing I can do to get it back! The parts that hurts most though is knowing how many other people's lives I've taken with me! I've always thought that I must have been a blessing to my parents being their only child and all but when you look back at it what have I ever given them? Heart break? Debt? Sorrow? A life of hell? What have I ever done that's been of good to someone else? I've destroyed lives, broken hearts and lied. What happened to the girl that dreamed of one day curing world hunger? Where did that goodness and innocence go? Where did the love g-' /I
'Hey Liz! What you doing?'
Liz dropped her pen in fright and slammed the book shut. Her eyes flew up to the person in front of her. She relaxed immediately, 'Adam! You have got to stop creeping up on people!'
Adam faked a blush, 'Sowie Lizziebelle, can you ever forgwive me?'
Liz smiled at him, 'Well I guess I could try. But don't expect it to be easy!'
Adam grinned back at her, 'So how are you feeling? Nor more urges to take flying lessons into gravel paths?'
'Nope, none at all! But I do however have an odd urge for caffeine.'
'Ah then, I have just the remedy!' Adam winked, and removed his arms from behind his back, producing two cups of coffee.
'How did you do that?' questioned Liz with a laugh.
'Magic?'
Liz said nothing, she just raised her eyebrow.
'Fine, fine, I saw you sitting there so I snuck in there and used to coffee machine!' He said as he indicated the near by building.
'Hmmm, well in that case..' Liz reached out and took the coffee. 'Thank you Doctor Adam!'
Sitting down next to Liz he grinned. 'So, how's it going with your friends? Max, Michael and Isabel was it?'
Liz faltered, should she really be talking about them? More to the point should he really know anything about them? Wasn't it just putting him in danger? 'They're ummm good, they should be going home soon.' One more little fib couldn't hurt, god knows she'd told enough of them, what's one more to the pile? After all, it was possible, Max could just walk away. but he wouldn't would he?
'So it must have been great to see them!'
'Yeah.. great!'
Adam didn't miss the sarcasm in Liz' tone, all it did was strengthen his believe that something was really wrong.. something that shouldn't be happening was happening! 'So where they from?'
Liz eyed Adam suspiciously, why all the questions? This wasn't like Adam, why was he suddenly so interested in her not so human friends? Surely he couldn't be. one of them? Not an agent? She'd never seen his face in the records but then again it had been a while since they'd been able to get any more information. Could he be? No, he just couldn't, he was so good, he was the only person she had really ever trusted since well.. since then. She couldn't have been betrayed again! 'I-I have to... Thanks for the coffee. I'll see you later Adam,' said Liz hurriedly as she grabbed her stuff and began to walk away.
But as she walked away something fell from her small bundle of things. Liz hurried swiftly on not heeding the loss of one of her things. Adam looked after her and then walked slowly over to the fallen object. Picking it up he eyed it with interest.. perhaps this could answer a few questions. After all wasn't a small leather bound journal where people wrote any secrets they had?
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I'I wonder if I could pin point the second my life died. Could it be the second Max healed me? Or perhaps the first kiss we shared? I suppose it could have been the first second my eyes met Max' over the play ground in 4th grade? It's hard to tell, the closest I've ever got to an answer is the second he took himself and his child and jetted off into space.
But then I come to the question, what the hell does it matter? For all I know what happened was written in the stars! I was always doomed! My life is dead now and there's nothing I can do to get it back! The parts that hurts most though is knowing how many other people's lives I've taken with me! I've always thought that I must have been a blessing to my parents being their only child and all but when you look back at it what have I ever given them? Heart break? Debt? Sorrow? A life of hell? What have I ever done that's been of good to someone else? I've destroyed lives, broken hearts and lied. What happened to the girl that dreamed of one day curing world hunger? Where did that goodness and innocence go? Where did the love g-' /I
'Hey Liz! What you doing?'
Liz dropped her pen in fright and slammed the book shut. Her eyes flew up to the person in front of her. She relaxed immediately, 'Adam! You have got to stop creeping up on people!'
Adam faked a blush, 'Sowie Lizziebelle, can you ever forgwive me?'
Liz smiled at him, 'Well I guess I could try. But don't expect it to be easy!'
Adam grinned back at her, 'So how are you feeling? Nor more urges to take flying lessons into gravel paths?'
'Nope, none at all! But I do however have an odd urge for caffeine.'
'Ah then, I have just the remedy!' Adam winked, and removed his arms from behind his back, producing two cups of coffee.
'How did you do that?' questioned Liz with a laugh.
'Magic?'
Liz said nothing, she just raised her eyebrow.
'Fine, fine, I saw you sitting there so I snuck in there and used to coffee machine!' He said as he indicated the near by building.
'Hmmm, well in that case..' Liz reached out and took the coffee. 'Thank you Doctor Adam!'
Sitting down next to Liz he grinned. 'So, how's it going with your friends? Max, Michael and Isabel was it?'
Liz faltered, should she really be talking about them? More to the point should he really know anything about them? Wasn't it just putting him in danger? 'They're ummm good, they should be going home soon.' One more little fib couldn't hurt, god knows she'd told enough of them, what's one more to the pile? After all, it was possible, Max could just walk away. but he wouldn't would he?
'So it must have been great to see them!'
'Yeah.. great!'
Adam didn't miss the sarcasm in Liz' tone, all it did was strengthen his believe that something was really wrong.. something that shouldn't be happening was happening! 'So where they from?'
Liz eyed Adam suspiciously, why all the questions? This wasn't like Adam, why was he suddenly so interested in her not so human friends? Surely he couldn't be. one of them? Not an agent? She'd never seen his face in the records but then again it had been a while since they'd been able to get any more information. Could he be? No, he just couldn't, he was so good, he was the only person she had really ever trusted since well.. since then. She couldn't have been betrayed again! 'I-I have to... Thanks for the coffee. I'll see you later Adam,' said Liz hurriedly as she grabbed her stuff and began to walk away.
But as she walked away something fell from her small bundle of things. Liz hurried swiftly on not heeding the loss of one of her things. Adam looked after her and then walked slowly over to the fallen object. Picking it up he eyed it with interest.. perhaps this could answer a few questions. After all wasn't a small leather bound journal where people wrote any secrets they had?
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