Chapter Six

Max walked with his head down thinking about the uneven events taking place in his life. His life has always been interesting but this was just crazy. And it was all Tess's fault, who was he kidding, this was all his fault. He was making a mess out of everything, he was hardly a brother to Isabel but most of all. He was hurting Liz. Maybe Isabel had the right idea, maybe all this alien stuff had to be let go. There was nothing he could to do about his son, even with all his might, his son was on another planet, in another universe for all he knew. Max raised his head and stopped short. Coming towards him was Liz, he could do see that she was doing all she could to avoid him. She slowed down as she neared him however.

"Liz" Max called her name, coming to a conclusion, then grabbed her hand so she could not get away, "Can we talk...Please?"

Liz didn't say anything but followed him to the eraser room, her face flushed remembering all the times she had been with him in that room. Looking up at his face, she could tell he was remembering as well.

"So, you wanted to talk" Liz said cutting into the uncomfortable silent. Max was amazed at how calm she sounded, though he could still fell some resentment in her voice. She was hurting all because of him.

"Yeah, I have been thinking a lot Liz" Max said gazing into her eyes, he touched her arm slightly, caressing her skin, "I have decided that I don't have to remember that other life"

"What, why?" Liz asked trying to ignore the blood rushing into her brain being intoxicated in his presence. What was Max thinking, he had dropped his little surprise on the group and now he was changing his mind. Liz then thought of something important, "Max what about you son?"

Max stopped the caressing and looked away, trying to breath, "Liz...I have realized that I've hurt so badly and I can't stand it anymore. I will never find my son, he is in another distant planet. How will I get there, nothing can help...help...help"

"Max!" Liz screamed as Max dropped into in the floor with a thund, he began twitching around. She was panicing, staring at him in helplessness before he finally stopped she got on her knees and checked his pulse. She sighed, he was still alive. Right now she needed help. And she could only think of one person. Michael.

Max found himself in beautiful place, looking at the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He stared around for a while, before turning back to the woman. She was a glow of light golden skin and curly golden hair. He knew her. He then realized that it was a memory of Zan and Ava. He tried to speak and ask her all kinds of question but found himself held back.

Max could feel what Zan felt. What Zan thought.

Zan was rather in a happy place, happy state of mind. Amused at the woman standing in front of him, she was probably the most amazing person he had ever met. She fought him, denied what she felt for him.

"you are not in love with Kavir" Zan declared looking rather pleased with himself, "You have told me that yourself"

"I have not..." Ava's sweet voice filled in the air.

"You have" he was very persistent and sure of himself, "Unless you are telling me you felt nothing when we kissed" Zan asked wearing a smirk, "again or that Kivar would make you feel the way I have, don't lie to yourself, Ava"

"Kivar would never kissed me the way you have" Ava said obviously angry but trying to calm herself. "He is a gentleman, unlike you"

"If you loved him as you claim, you wouldn't respond to my kisses the way you do" His mouth twisted in self-satisfied, mocking grin.

Ava struggled to breath, and stupidly responded in anger and fastraution, "If I do respond, it's because I rather pretend you are Kavir"

Who in the world did this woman think she was, talking to him in such a such a manner, without a thought, he grabbed her arms tightly causing a sting of pain within her. She winced as he pulled her roughly against his chest.

"No, wait I didn't..." Ava was silenced as his mouth crashed hers, kissing her with such cruel pressure. She was struggling against his mouth, trying to break away but he was too strong. Tears threaterned to come out but it made no difference, the kiss was endless.

"Lie to anyone you want, but not to me" He said, his lips never leaving hers, "Understand"

She tried to nod her head, he could feel that but still kept the pressure on. Until, she bought her hand and placed it softly on his chest. He came in his senses and pushed her away that she had to be careful not to fall. She was breathing furiously, glad for the air rushing into her lungs. He stared at her in silence. He was ashamed at the anger he had felt, his loss of control.