Author: Linda
E-Mail: [email protected]
Rating: *R*
Category: Max & Liz, Maria & Michael, Isabel & Alex, Kyle & Cassie (She's mine)
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, just borrowing 'em. I'll return' em the way I found 'em.
Summary: This sequel deals with issues the six were left with
right after my other story ended. What 'other' symptoms might Liz
develop carrying Max's child? What happens when Kyle and Maria
commiserate about their parents' dating? What happens if Kyle
finds out about the alien trio? And, what about the other alien
pods from the same crash as the trio? Can there be more
alien shape shifters out there?
Author's note: If you haven't read my previous story, "Us
Six Against the World", it is recommended before reading
this one. This story begins the day after my other story ended.
It's gonna be another LONG one. ;-)
I Knew I Loved You
By Savage Garden
Maybe It's Intuition
But some thing's you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
CHORUS:
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life.
There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And I your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
:: CHORUS::
A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I've found you
::CHORUS::
Sense of Completion (Part Five)
"Hey, Kyle! Hey buddy. We're just having some fun."
They started toward him.
"If I catch you guys bothering or bullying others I'll have
you kicked off my team," Kyle warned.
Both boys looked angry but kept quiet. Not only was Kyle the star
football player, but also he was the captain and could have them
thrown off the team.
The guys gave all three of them angry looks, but then walked off.
"Sorry about that," Kyle said to Alex and Isabel who
were standing together, Alex with his arm around Isabel. And
Isabel with her fists clenched.
"Nice friends you have, Kyle," Isabel remarked.
"Hey, just cause they are on the team doesn't make them
friends of mine. They're just bullies. They bother you again, let
me know and they'll be off the team," Kyle told them.
"Thanks, Kyle." Alex nodded and smiled. The guy wasn't
so bad after all.
"Yeah, thanks," Isabel said, surprise in both her voice and her expression.
Cassie Owens opened the door to her house with her key. The
key she had had around her neck since she was 8. The year her
mother had left her and her father.
She was greeted by a furry white cat that purred loud enough to
sound like a lawnmower, and rubbed up against her legs in
welcome.
A rare smile came across the girl's face as she put her books
down in a chair, and bent to pick up the cat and bury her face in
the soft fur and welcoming purrs.
"Hi, to you to, Frosting," Cassie mumbled into the cats
fur, rubbing her face back and forth against the cat's. The cat
licked the tip of Cassie's nose, and a bright musical laugh, if
slightly rusty, came from the girl. "You're glad to see me
aren't you baby? Huh? I'll feed you, come on," Cassie said
and carried her pet into the kitchen and placed her on the floor
next to her bowl.
While the cat was eating, Cassie went back into the living room
to get her books, then brought them in to the kitchen, got a
glass of milk, and started her studies. She looked at the clock.
She would wait until she was done with her Calculus before she
started dinner. She knew her dad always worked until late at
night, so she just had to worry about herself. But she found that
she
needed to set a timer to remind her to eat, since often she would
get so busy with her schoolwork that she would often forget to
eat.
Tucking a long red strand of hair behind her ear, the girl got
started on her schoolwork. She didn't want to lose her 'A'
average. For she planned on getting a scholarship to one of the
major schools for science. She was not going to stay in Roswell
forever.
Kyle got home, threw his books down, and headed for the
refrigerator. He was starving and since he hadn't gone into the
Crashdown as us usual after school, he was going to have to find
something to eat at home.
He was supposed to have gone to the stores for groceries today,
but had gotten out of practice late, and then had forgotten. His
father had left him a note telling him he wouldn't be home till
late, so Kyle just had to worry about himself. As usual.
He made a quick sandwich, and went to eat his dinner in the
living room with the TV for company.
Liz got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around herself and
brushed her teeth. Then she combed out her hair and taking a
bottle of lotion down, she lifted a leg onto the closed toilet
seat, and began her ritual of lotioning herself before bed. It
calmed her.
"Need help?" a deep voice said from the doorway of the
bathroom.
Liz smiled and looked up. Max was leaning in the doorway, hands
folded, and his eyes smiling, but dark with passion.
"Hi," Liz said softly and putting her leg down, she
walked into his arms.
"Hmmmm. You smell nice," Max said in a husky voice.
"So do you. Did you take a shower before you came
over?" she teased smelling the fresh shampoo and soap on him
as well.
"Yeah. But I wish I would have known then I would have taken
one with you instead," he whispered and kissed her lips
softly at first, then trailing his lips down her neck and taking
in the moisture still running down her chest as he went.
Liz wrapped her arms around Max's neck, and ran her fingers
through his hair in the back of it. It was a soft, sensitive spot
that she knew that Max loved.
"Any more dizziness?" Max asked when he raised his
head. He looked into her eyes for the truth.
Liz smiled and shook her head. "No. Not since yesterday. I
had chocolate milk this morning for breakfast, and one for lunch
and that seemed to help."
"Hmmmm. With Tabasco sauce of course," Max teased,
with a twinkle in his eye.
Liz laughed and nodded.
"So, you feel okay? No other symptoms?" Max asked
again, looking her face over for any signs of pain or fatigue.
"Not a one." Liz smiled up at him, getting that
tingling feeling in her stomach at the way Max was starting to
look at her.
"Good. Then you won't need this," Max murmured as his
mouth captured hers, and his hands loosened the towel from around
her, and he let it drop to the floor.
Liz sighed and Max moaned as he brought her up against him and
ran his hands gently down her bare back. When he reached her
bottom, he lifted her up and Liz wrapped her legs around Max's
waist. She liked the feel of the rough denim against her softer
parts, and sighed into his hot, devouring mouth.
Max then walked her to her bed, without breaking the kiss. When
he felt the bed with his knees, he released Liz's mouth, lifted
his head and gently placed her down on it. He stood up and just
looked down at her. His eyes burning a path down her bare body,
giving her goose bumps and making her squirm with wanting.
Max knew what she was feeling, and he grinned at her reactions to
just his look. Then he turned off the light, and left the
bathroom light on for affect, and then he slowly leaned down and
took her mouth again.
Liz moaned and threw her hands around him, trying to pull Max
down on the bed with her. But Max resisted and stood up again.
Liz looked up at him with a pout, and Max laughed low in his
throat. "You didn't finish your lotion ritual," he
said.
Liz looked at him like he was crazy. "Who cares! Come
here!" she whispered, reaching for him again. "Max?
Where are you going?" Liz asked in frustration.
Max went into the bathroom and came back out with the lotion.
Liz's eyes widened and Max just grinned more. He opened the
bottle and loved the aroma of peach and something else that hit
him. It was Liz.
"Turn over, love," Max whispered and he sat down on the
bed next to her hips.
Liz complied without question, and cradled her head in her arms,
and looked up at Max's beautiful, intense face as he started to
put lotion on her back.
His hands were so soft and gentle, and his eyes were fierce with
passion and love. The contrast made Liz's stomach do flips. What
had she done to deserve him? she asked herself for the thousandth
time.
Max met her look, kissed her neck once, and whispered in her ear.
"I ask myself the same question about you all the
time."
Liz lifted her head in surprise. She had NOT said that out loud.
Max laughed and continued to lotion her back and then only
skimmed her bottom, before he moved on down to her thighs, calves
and feet. Liz was squirming and sighing, and finally she couldn't
take it any more.
Max seemed to know this, and he flipped her over, and brought his
mouth back down on hers.