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A/N: I used a journal entry from the episode Missing so not mine.

A side note I tried so hard to make a Max/Liz moment in this chapter but for some reason my polar heart took over so I am working on another chapter with one so cross fingers because it may not work.

Chapter 3

Max paced the eraser room waiting for Liz to show up after slipping a note in her locker for her to meet him there. However so she had yet to show her face making Max wonder what was going on with her lately. When he had chosen to take a step back from her he had never expected for all contact to be cut off completely. Apart of him believed that Liz and Maria were trust worthy but idea kept creeping into his mind thinking about Michael was right not to trust her completely.

Meanwhile Liz was in the girl's bathroom with Maria trying to prepare herself for her meeting.

"So he just put this note in your locker like your some kind of make out slut," Maria asked her while trying to make her short hair lay flat in the mirror; cursing herself for cutting it so short in the first place.

"I don't know maybe he just wants to talk about what happened?" Liz told her while applying a thin layer of lip gloss to her lips.

"Here let me see the note for further examination." Liz rolled her eyes but handed the note to her best friend. "Liz, meet me in the eraser room after school." Maria read aloud from the note.

"See there's nothing there to read into; short and simple." Looking down at her watch realizing how late she was running but she really wanted to look cute for this little meeting.

"How do you even know this is from Michael? It could be from any horn dog boy in school not just the one you're hoping for."

"It has to be; who else would it be from?" Liz asked before heading to the bathroom door to make her way to the eraser room for what she hoped was a repeat of last night.

"I wish I could live your life girl; call me later with all the details." Maria said before parting ways.

Liz made her way down the hallway in a hurried pace hoping no one saw her. When she reached the door she took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves at seeing Michael again after their explosive kiss.

Pulling the door open she was surprised to see Max standing in the small confided space. "Max, what are you doing here?" Liz asked him closing them into the room together.

Max looked at her strangely, "Who were you expecting?"

"No one you didn't sign the note so I wasn't sure who I was going to be meeting." Liz told him trying to cover up her disappointment.

"I just wanted to tell you something? Do you want to sit down?" Max asked her pointing to a chair behind him.

"I'm fine." Liz told him really just wanting to know what was so important that Max was breaking the silence between the two of them since he had suggested the step back.

"OK, I'm not supposed to tell you any of this Liz but I feel like you should know so you don't get freaked out by anything that happens."

"Spit it out Max I really have other places to be like my job which I'm late for." Liz told him letting her disappointment escape.

"Yeah sorry, Michael is going to be watching you for a couple of weeks."

"What, like looking into my bedroom window peeping at me." Liz told him cutting him off before he finished telling her everything.

"I know it's weird but I think he's afraid that you're going to crack." Max tried to explain to her but he could already see the anger all over her features.

"So I'm not trust worthy. It's been almost a month since you healed me why now?" Then it dawned on Liz this was an excuse to be near her, to make it seem like he was just looking out for his own safety.

"Michael is always looking over his shoulder. I think by making sure you're not going to Valenti it will make him open up to this whole thing."

"Fine Max but for the record I am very trust worthy and once this is done I want an apology."

"Okay, I really am sorry for all of this Liz."

Later that night Liz sat on her balcony wondering where Michael was watching her from or if he was even there yet. When she heard the loud rattle of someone climbing her old balcony ladder she knew he had finally made it there.

Michael threw himself over the side of Liz's balcony coming to stand just a few feet away from the dark haired beauty. "I thought you would be in bed by now." Michael told her in a quiet whisper.

"I would have been if you would have showed up earlier." Liz said with a raised eyebrow.

"How did you know I was coming?" Michael asked her walking over to her and sitting down at the end of her lay out chair.

"Max wanted to make sure I was comfortable with the situation I guess." Liz said shrugging her shoulder causing her tank top strap to fall from her shoulders.

"Well he wasn't supposed to tell you that's the point." Michael said with a sigh cursing Max for making this even harder.

Liz pulled herself to her knees moving closer to him on the chair. "Am I not trust worthy Michael?" She asked him leaning down to whisper in his ear like a child telling him a huge secret.

Michael looked over at her bare shoulder and shivered. "I don't know Liz; you seem to have put me under a spell. I'm not sure I can trust you with anything," putting her tank top strap back on her shoulder.

Liz just sat back and smile at him before getting up from the chair. "I guess I'll be going to bed now. I left some light reading for you on the table." Liz made her way to her window making her way into her room without a glance back at the frustrated alien.

Michael however watched her go noticing every sway of her perfect hips, with a growl of frustration once she was safely in her room out of ear shot. Looking over at the small table sitting next to the lawn chair noticing the book that started these crazy feelings he was having for the brunette.

Michael grabbed the book off the table flipping it open past journal entries that he had already read before but had a feeling he was going to reread them tonight again. He landed on a new entry…

October 28th. It's funny how the world changes sometimes, how the streets you walked your entire life seem darker, colder. How the silence isn't so quiet anymore. How eyes you've barely even noticed now look at nothing but you. How the walk home every night is no longer routine, but a victory. And then you begin to wonder...maybe it's not the world that's changed. Maybe it's just youI've missed a few days. But in my absence I've been thinking about some things, about life before Max Evans saved me, of how I used to pray for something to happen, something to just break the routine, you know, of school and work...something that would make a small town feel bigger, that would make a small town girl feel bigger, too. And ever since I got my wish and Max Evans patched a bullet hole 2 inches below my ribs, I realized one thing...that the bigger your world gets, the bigger your problems get, too.

Michael let a smile grace his face for the first time in a long time.