Chapter Fifteen

(I don't remember if these names are the right names, could anyone help me. Max's mother and Father. Thanks)

Max was in the kitchen trying to get something to eat before heading over to Michael's apartment so they could try finding out more about Ava. To be truthfull, Max was rather worried about Liz, she was acting as if all was well but anyone with eyes could see she wasn't faring well with this whole situation. Seriously who wanted to see their boyfriend's past life with someone else. Max opened the fridge with a sign, taking a bite of his mother's famous muffins. He tensed up sensing someone entering the kitchen, it didn't take a genious to know who it was. Isabel.

Isabel saw her brother poking though the fridge, things had been tense ever since she had refused to have anything to do with this alien stuff. He claimed that he wanted to find out more about his pastlife to find his son, but the more Isabel thought about it the more she was convienced it was about Tess. Wanting to make Tess not as dreadful as she was, after all Tess had killed Alex. Max just wanted to prove that he wasn't totally wrong about her, that he could not have fallen in love with a murder. A fact that was not going very well, Isabel thought thinking about the conversation she had with Maria a few days ago.

"hey you" She greated him as he turned around.

"How are you doing?" Max asked offering Isabel a smile, which she refused to noticed. Isabel walked over to the counter to get some water for her dry throat. Ever since the day she had claimed not to want anything to do with his quest, the two where like oil and water. Nothing to talk about, every conversation had been forced.

"Fine" Isabel managed out, didn't bother to ask about him. So they stood in the kitchen, one with his muffin, the other with her water. Before anymore forced conversation between the two sibbling, their parents came in, laughing and interacting as if all was well.

"Hey kids" Diana was the first to greet them, giving some of her groceries to Max. "Wait until a few minutes and I'll get dinner ready"

"You mom's making pork chops" Peter Evans said with a knowing smile, "That will take more than a few minutes"

"I'll help mom" Isabel offered with a sincere smile which was more than she had offered Max.

"I am going to Michael's" Max stated interupting his family causing them to all look at him.

"But sweety, I was hoping for a family dinner" Diana said with Philip holding her shoulders gentle, she looked from him to Max, "It won't be a family dinner without the whole family here"
"I am sorry mom" Max said already putting on his jacket, "I already have plans"

"Let him go" Isabel said quitely looking at Max, "Max only thinks about Max"

Max didn't recall her words but left them in a huff. Isabel turned around, and began placing the groceries where they belonged. Diana and Philip looked at each other again, they were so worried about Max and Isabel.

"Hon'" Diana called Isabel, turning to her as Philip leaves the kitchen, "Is everything alright between you and Max?"
Isabel froze, then turned to her mother wearing a forced smile, "What do you mean, Mom"

"Well" Diana gave a small nervious laugh, "No ofense, but you and Max are acting kind of distant from each other"

Isabel turned away from her mother's searching gaze, "Nothing is wrong between me and Max, we are fine"

"Oh..Okay" Diana said helping her daughter, then turned to Isabel again, "This is going to sound crazy, but your father thinks that Max is on drugs"

Isabel gave a small laugh, which she discussed as a cough before turning to her mother, "Mom, believe Max is not on drugs"

Diana gave a sigh of relieve, "Good, I knew that"

Max was sitting in a circle again with Michael, Kyle, Liz and Maria again. He was hoping to get more important information that could help him get his son, and if some of those memories prove to him that Tess is not all that bad, hey that's not his fault. He heard Michael start the breathing exercise

The Roswellians found themselve in a beautiful siting, in a simple place. One desk on the corner with viels and potions, another in the middle with a small chastle and a couple of plates structured as leaves. And there she was beautiful Ava was sitting on a cot with a sick Zan. She felt his head, as if searching for something, then stood up and moved to the desk on the corner. The Roswellians watched her pick a small viel then turned to Zan, looking at him adorily.

"You are something, aren't you LordPrince" She wispered as she walked to him and got on her knees, pulling a blue blanket that was covering him down a bit. The Roswellians where shoked to see a dark wound on the prince's chest. Ava shook the veil, then began poaring the blue liquad on the chest while murmering strange words. The wound then magically dissappeared, replaced by smooth skin. Ava placed her hand on his hard core chest, then her head, feeling his heart beat. She pulled back as she felt him stir.

"Prince Zan" she whispered and then smiled as he opened his eyes, "Don't, you need to relax"

Zan looked at her, and anyone with eyes could tell he was taken with her and her with him, "You saved my life" He said astounishment in the sound of his voice.

"No" Ava said turning away from his eyes, "You were very helpful, you were strong"

"You are beautiful" Zan whispered, touching her arm, curressing her arm softly, "I want to thank you"

Ava opened her mouth and that was all the invitation he needed, with strength that she didn't know he possessed began kissing her. Passionately, intimately, that it took a long time for him to realize that she was struggling against him. He pulled back looking at her with confusion.

"What...what was that?" She asked still struggling to breath looking at everything and anything but the man in front of her.

"It was a kiss" Zan said, tilting her chin so she could look at him, "A passionate kiss, I am very passionate"

"Yeah" She agreed quickly then lifted her shaking hand and placed it on his lip, staring at him, "But passion should not be so hard, soft lips can do much as well"

"Oh" He raised his eyebrow, "Show me"

Ava leaned forward then stopped turning to the door as if listening for something, then she smiled standing up, "Kavir"

Zan looked at her in confusion, "Pardon me?" He questioned but did not have to wait long for an answer because the door suddenly burst open. A quite handsome man walked, he skin was quite human, except for the silver lining of his face and he had beautiful eyes and even so a gorgeous smile. Kavir didn't wait for pleasantries, he ran towards her and swung her in his arms. Zan watched is anger at this display of affection.

"Good day, my love" He said completely ignoring Zan, non could tell if it was by purpose or by accident. He then kissed her fully on the mouth, a kiss that even surpassed Zan's earlier one. Except Ava was not fighting this kiss infact she seemed to be enjoying Kavir's lips on hers.

Everyone could see Zan jealous eyes, he practically had a green aura around him. But he waited patiently until Kavir and Ava broke apart.

"Are we done?" Zan asked with cold voice, forcing both to turn to him. One with a look of surprise, the other with a confused look.

"My apologizes" Kavir spoke with a small smile glancing at Ava, "I've just missed my Ava"

Ava looked at Kavir with so much adoration before turning to Zan, "This is Kavir of the Intarian Tribe in the mountains, Kavir this is Prince Zan"
Kavir's smile sliped off for a second, only a second before giving a small bow "Your Highness, It's a privilege"

Zan stood up, giving of a small smile moving in between the two looking at Kavir, "The privilege is all mine, Kavir"

The two stood there glaring at each other, eyes filled with dislike. Ava looked at both of them with both eyebrows raised, wearing the same smile, even though she looked kinda of concerned at the turn of events. She could tell the two man didn't like each other, that much was obvious.

The memories began to shift again. This time Ava and Zan where at a spring, this water was colorless almost like the water on earth, it was coming down from a creek faling gracefully, and right beside the spring was a huge brown tree with purple long leaves. The two where sitting under the tree. Ava was looking at the spring and Zan...Well Zan was staring at Ava, breathing her in.

"Stop staring at me" Ava said suddenly breaking through the silence frowning slightly.

Zan smiled still staring at Ava, "you are beautiful"

Ava smiled finally turning to Zan, "Trying to seduce me again?"

"We acknowledged that you are not in love with Kavir" Zan said carressing Ava's arm, then leaned forward until his lips reached hers, "And we have acknowledged that you desire me, Yes"

Ava rolled her eyes in annoyance at Zan but she was still smiling. Zan then began slidding up her arm, while she obviously struggled against showing any emotions to his touch and he was having fun with her obvious discourse. He stood up looking down at her, offering his hand to help her up, she looked up at him for a moment between the hand he was offering and his face. She ignored the hand and stood on her own, head held high and proud.

"Again with the defiance?" Zan questioned in amusement, "It matters not" He declared confidently carressig her cheek softly with one hand wearing a smirk, "I've already won"

"pretell, LordPrince" Ava said stepping away from him, looking at him showing her own amusement at his ignorance, "What have you won?"

Zan stepped forward, and she took a step away from him. He smiled brightly, his eyes twingling like he knew a secret then grabbed her arms, pulling her to his chest hard. "Your love"

Ava's smile slipped off her lips before offering only one word to his declaration, "No"

Zan was holding way to hard, hardly noticing her discomfort "You sound very sure of yourself, Lady Ava" His gaze slipped to her lips in a moments notice leaning forward until once again his lips reached hers. He gave her a small kiss, then raised his eyes and smiled at her look of dissappointed, "Shall we test your theory, that you do not love me?"
Panic flew to her eyes but he was upon her, kissing her, as if he had a hunger that only she could pacify. A hunger that was so uncontrollable in anyother situation, a passion only she was able to spark with a look, with a touch. The kiss lasted longer than an entire decade, because in all time there was no kiss more precious or more enhanced.

They pulled their lips from each other breathing in fast, eyes still on each other.

"You do not love me?" Zan questioned with a raised eyebrow, still holding tightly to her, his body pressing upon hers.

Ava shook her head stepping away from him, "No, I do not love you, LordPrince" With those words she turned and began to run, run as if an entire army was after her. Instead of looking displeased as you would think, Zan laughed briefly as he watched run with amazement "My beautiful, defiant Ava, You will belong to me" He said before he started after her, walking slowly and confidently.

"Tess" Max whispered, shaking Liz from her thoughts, who looked at him in disbelieve then she shook her headlooking at the scene then Max who seemed rather taken in that moment before walking out of the apartment, and stroding out was more like it. Why were there watching all those memories of Ava and Zan. It was too much, What she saw, it was obvious that Zan had cared deeply for Ava, who was she kidding, Zan had been way inlove with Ava. The way Zan kissed Ava was as if he hungered for her, as if he could not live another minute without swinging touching her or tasting her and that was something she was trying to forget. Liz walked out of the apartment and was met by the semi-cold air. That however didn't faze her. She knew that Zan and Max where different and there was nothing about Zan that reminded her of Max, this Zan was much more confident, more sure of himself than of anything else. And Ava, she was different from the previous memories, this Ava was rather sweet, always smiling and glowing brightly. Crossing her arms she looked up at the stairs, thinking about everything. Trying not to think about Tess, but she couldn't help herself. Ava was Tess and though she was now thinking about Max, which was hardly surpising considering the fact that Max was always on her mind. She remembered all to well the times Max had declared his love for her over and over again. To see him even as Zan declare his love, the love that was supposed to hers and hers was alone, to Tess of all people was absolutely heartbreaking. How could this have happened to her, Liz wondered and she knew the answer, this all came back to one person, Tess. Tess had killed Alex, trying to find her way home. Liz could safely say that she had never hated anyone the way she hated Tess. Tess had destroyed their lives when she arrived in Roswell murmuring her destiny crap. She had wiggled her way into Max's life. This was all Tess's fault and as she figured this a light shuttered into pieces making Liz jumb. What in the world just happened, something was wrong. She felt very uncontrollable at that moment and when she glanced down, she had to control her emotions. Blue stuffs was coming from her fingers like electricity. She opened her mouth as if to scream but she found herself with no voice.

"Liz" She froze and then turned around to find Max staring at her with his soul searching eyes. Again another light broke, Max looked at the light then at Liz ignoring that. Something was wrong with her, she seemed very scared and restless. She looked fragile and helpless. Max knew that it had to do with his memories of Tess but to his defense he could not control where the memories went. He definately didn't want all of them to see that his memories of Tess. He really didn't like the projection thing, all he wanted right now was to find his son. And make sure that Liz was alright.

"I am sorry Liz" Max said, Liz stood there for a moment watching him before she shook her head and turned away from him. What was she suppose to do now. Just forgive and forget, for a moment she remembered her condition then turned to Max.

"Something is wrong with me Max" Liz said then raised her hands. For a moment Max just looked shocked and stared at the blue electrical stuffs coming from her fingertips. "What is happening to me?"

"Oh Liz" Max looked up at her face, shaking his head in disbelieve.

After Max had walked in holding Liz's hand, Kyle had thought all was well. Now he was just sitting there trying to absolve the information. Maria looked shocked and Michael...well Michael seemed very calm and the way he was explaining this all sure of himself. Michael had been rather different this last week, so sure of himself, more confident about everything he said.

"Explain this again please" Kyle said trying to process the information, turning from Michael to Liz again.

"I told you" Liz said in exsperation, "I was standing there, I got angry after everything I saw and thinking about you know...I made the light next to me break"

"and the reason you got those alien powers was because..." Kyle at that pointly looked at Michael to explain again.

Michael shook his head in fastraution, "I told you, I just suspect that when Max healed Liz...he transformed some of his powers into her"

"But it's nothing to worry about" Max said interupting Micheal looking at Liz, He wasn't sure if that was true or not but the last thing he wanted was to worry Liz or worry about Liz. He had to take one problem at a time and right now, finding out more about his past life and finding his son was at the top of his list. He was too tired to think about this.

"It's late" Kyle said grabbing his jacket from the couch, offering a sympathic smile to Liz. "We should all go home and rest"

Kyle started to walk towards the door and stopped short causing Liz and Maria to bumb into him. His mind was raising, he was saved by Max when he was shot.

"Wait a minute" Kyle turned and looked between Max and Michael trying not to panic, "I was saved by Max..."

"It happens when you are angry" Michael said cutting Kyle of as he yawned loudly, he was to tired to answer anymore.

"Well talk about this tomorrow" Max said coming in the conversation, he knew Michael was tired and to be truthful so was he. He put his leather Jacket on and looked at everyone, "Kyle is right, I am tired, we all are and we should all rest"

Everyone nodded like the good subjects they were and filed one by one out the door. With one last look at Michael, Max ran after Liz.