Title: When The Worst Happens
Author: Jenn
Disclaimer: If I owned Roswell, would I really be writing this? I didn�t
think so. Roswell and all its characters belong to Melinda Metz and the
United Paramount Network. Brendan and Jason are another story. I�m still
working on that. LOL.
Category: Mi/L mostly.
Rating: R for now.
Author�s Note: This is Post-Departure with a few twists.
Dedication: I want to dedicate this to DMartinez, SilverSky,
Peachez4MaxEvans and MoonBaby19 who have written some of the most
awesome Polar fics out there. It�s because of them that I am now a definite
Polarist. I want to thank them for inspiring me to write this.
Summary: Just when Liz thought she had gotten her life back
together, a tragedy strikes that could prove to ultimately be her breaking
point. Who will save her from herself before it�s too late?
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Part 14: Who Can I Run To?
Liz had been having the same dream for the past week. It always ended at
the same point. And it puzzled her to no end. But tonight it was different.
Tonight the dream played all the way through.
~She woke up feeling sick and quickly made her way to the bathroom in
left corner of their room.
After throwing up the entire contents of her stomach, she laid down on the
floor. It was nice and cold. It made her feel better.
�I don�t know how much longer I can take this.� She whispered to
herself.
Getting up at an un-Godly hour and regurgitating whatever she had eaten
had become a nightly occurrence for her for the past week and a half. The
doctor told her it would subside soon. She had yet to tell anyone about it.
Especially her husband. She was waiting for the right time.
He felt her body leave the bed and heard her dash toward the bathroom. He
was slightly worried about her. She had been very weak and tired for the
past few days. He had been begging her to pay Dr. Attir a visit to see what
was wrong. But she stubbornly refused time and time again.
He got up a threw a shirt on. �Baby, you okay?� He asked once he was
standing just outside the bathroom door.~
That had been the point where she usually woke up. And it bothered her to
no end. Who was the man on the other side of the door calling her Baby?
What was going on? Why was she sick?
~She threw the door open, plastering a smile on her face. �I�m fine Rath,�
she said softly as she stroked his arm. �Let�s go back to bed, love.�
He followed her wordlessly as she climbed under the sheets of their
expansive bed. He crawled in next to her and wrapped his arms around her.
�I love you.� He told her as he brushed a kiss across her forehead.
�In this life and the next.� She replied softly. She wanted him to think she
was drifting back to sleep. But in all reality she wasn�t. Her mind was too
occupied right now.
Unbeknownst to Rath, she had gone to see Dr. Attir as he had been begging
her to for the past week. The Doctor only confirmed what she had already
known in the back of her mind. She was pregnant.
While she had been ecstatic, she was also worried. Deeply worried about her
husband�s reaction. She knew he wanted children but he had made a remark
just the month before about waiting until all the problems with Kivar were
put to rest.
So here she was wondering about what he would say. Would he be happy?
Would he be ambivalent? Or would he be angry? Would he be upset with her
for being happy about it? She didn�t know. But in two days time, she would
find out. She would tell him over dinner on the one year anniversary of their
wedding. And at this rate, the day was not coming soon enough.
She hoped he would be just as excited as she was. After watching him with
Akien�s youngest daughter Taiera, she knew he would make a great father.
The way his eyes lit up as he played Yatique with her *thier* 3 year old
niece, brought tears to her eyes. He had always told her that he wanted at
least four children. He had come from a small family: his father, his mother,
him and Narim. So he wanted a large �brood� as he put it.
Rath sighed softly in his sleep as he unconsciously ran his hand over her
stomach. She covered his with her own and smiled. Hello baby. Mama
can�t wait for you to come. She�s been waiting all her life for you. And once
she tells Daddy about you, he won�t be able to wait either. Until then baby,
know that Mama loves you.
The truth of the matter was that she was thankful that she had gotten
pregnant. She had wanted a child for as long as she could remember. She
fell asleep with a bright smile on her face.~
****
Liz awoke with a gasp and tears streaming down her face. She disentangled
herself from the safety of Micheal�s arms and made a mad dash for the
living room where she subsequently burst into tears.
She covered her mouth to mask the sounds of her sobbing.
The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. She knew that there was no way
that Micheal knew about this. No. If he knew, he would be so angry and
beside himself with hurt.
Micheal had confided in her that children were the one thing in this world
that he wanted the most. And it broke her heart to know that he had come
very close to it in his last life.
She sat there smoking a cigarette with shaky hands, contemplating what it
all meant as tears streamed down her face. She didn�t know why she was
having this dream. She didn�t know for what reason. And it scared her to no
end. Why would she be dreaming that she was Akyra? Was the dream true?
Was she really pregnant with Rath�s child when she was so savagely
murdered? And if so, why was it that she knew this? How come she of
all people was having this dream? The thoughts swirled around her head as
she smoked her cigarette. Did she tell anyone else that she was pregnant?
Did anyone know? Did Akyra beg Kivar to spare her child�s life as the life
slowly drained from her body?
And it was so obvious that Micheal didn�t know it. He would�ve been very
upset about it. Children were the one thing Michael held sacred in his life.
Eventually becoming a father was the one thing he looked forward to the
most in this life. He had told her so time and time again. They had many
heart to hearts about it. And the fact was that he was so good with kids. He
had helped her baby-sit her and Ava�s little cousin Natalia for two days when
her Uncle Adrian and her Aunt Shannon went to Florida for a weekend. He
loved it. The fact of the matter was that he had spent more time with little
Natalia than wither her or Ava. The way his eyes lit up as he played with the
toddler almost brought her to tears on more than one occasion.
�Oh god. God.� She cried as she lit up another cigarette. �I can�t tell him. I
can�t tell him.�
�Tell who?� Akien asked as he stood in the doorway of the kitchen.
Liz shook her head as the flood gates reopened. Akien was by her side in a
matter of seconds as she began sobbing again.
�I don�t know why but I somehow had a dream of of Akyra.�
�Whaddya mean?� Akien�s ears perked up at the mention of his younger
sister.
�Well I�ve been having the same dream for a week. But it always cuts off at
a certain point. But tonight was different. Tonight the dream finished itself
out.�
�And?�
�I want you to be honest with me Akien.�
�Y�know I always am Liz.�
�Was Akyra pregnant when she was killed?�
Akien�s mouth dropped. �How�d y�know dat?�
�It was in my dream.�
�Tell me about it.�
�I got up to go to the bathroom because I was nauseous. And Rath started
knocking at the door asking me if I was okay. I came out with a smile telling
him I was fine. We crawled back into bed and he drifted of to sleep. I
however stayed awake thinking about it. I remember being afraid to tell
Rath that I was pregnant. But I was going to none the less.�
He nodded solemnly as he interupted her �But she neva got da chance ta tell
Rath....� he trailed off.
�Because she was waiting for their one year anniversary.� Liz finished for
him.
�How did ya know dat?� He asked with wide eyes.
�It was in the dream.�
All he could do was shake his head in wonder.
Little did they know their thoughts were exactly the same: How did she
know that when I was the only person told about it by Kyrie? And she�s not
one of us. How did I know about this when I�m not one of
them?
When looked over at Liz to talk to her again, he noticed that she had dozed
off. He removed the cigarette from her hand, put it out in the ash tray on
the coffee table and put a blanket over her. He then made his way back to
Micheal�s room to go to sleep. Yeah he definitely needed sleep. He was to
confused right now to think straight.
****
�So what exactly are we doing Av? Micheal asked from his position on her
parents� bed.
�We�re gonna clean out Mom and Dad�s closet. I�ve been slowly cleaning up in
here. I decided to do it myself because I knew Liz wouldn�t be able
to.�
�So that�s why you told me to wait until Liz left to meet you in
here?�
She nodded, �Mmmm hmmm.�
He noticed the faraway look in her eyes and decided that this wasn�t best
thing for her to be doing either. It had been a few months since Jeff and
Nancy had passed, but he knew that didn�t make it any easier for Ava. �So
let�s get this over with then.�
�Okay,� she said softly, �we�re just gonna do the closet today. I�ll pull all the
boxes out and then we can get started.�
�Okay.�
The first thing Ava pulled out was a large, intricately designed cedar chest
from the bottom off the closet. Her mother had loved that thing. Her
father had made it by hand for her mother as a wedding present. It
contained pictures, photo albums, and lots of other stuff from her and
Liz.
�Oh look, here�s my adoption certificate,� she said as she pulled out a large
white envelope. She opened it up and pulled out her adoption papers. That
had been the best day of her life. She quickly took a seat on the floor and
began examining the papers with a smile on her face.
What Ava didn�t notice was that another paper had dropped on the floor.
But Micheal did. He picked it up and examined it.
�This can�t be right,� he muttered as he looked over the paper.
�What?� Ava asked as she looked up from her place on the floor. She noted
that Micheal�s face was now extremely pale.
�Here,� he said as he handed her the paper.
She looked at it carefully. �What the......?� She screeched. The pair was
silent for a few seconds.
The silence was broken by Ashley�s voice. �What�s wrong?� He asked from
the doorway. Ava�s screech had brought him there.
Ava wordlessly handed the paper over to Ashley. He glanced at it quickly
before he spoke. �Wait a minute. Ria neva said.....�
�That�s because we didn�t know. Mom and Dad never said anything about
this.�
Micheal sat on the bed with his face in his hands. He sat up and ran a shaky
hand through his spiky hair. �It does make sense,� he declared with a heavy
sigh.
�Why you sat dat bro?� Ashley questioned as his eyes focused on his younger
brother.
�Think about it,� Micheal said as he stood up and began pacing, �are there
any baby pictures of Liz around?�
Ava shook her head almost violently. �No, not before she was four. But
there�s a good reason for that. Mom and Dad lived in the Pullman Apartments
on the other side of town before they lived here.�
�They burnt down in 1988.� Micheal said as he figured it out
mentally.
�Exactly. Every single apartment burnt to the ground. The only thing that
Mom and Dad salvaged was Liz. They lost everything.�
�Perfect excuse,� Ashley muttered.
Ava�s head shot up. �You don�t think?�
�Av, it makes sense that�s the perfect reason not to tell Liz that she was
adopted.�
�But why wouldn�t they wanna tell her?�
�Because they was prolly afraid dat they would lose her. My parents were
afraid of dat for a long time. I always knew I was adopted. But they was
always afraid dat they�d lose me. My moms even told me so one
night.�
�When were you adopted?� Micheal asked curiously.
�1986, I came outta mah pod da same year. I was five.� he replied as he
silently asked his brother the same question.
�I came out of mine in 1989. I was six. I was put in to foster care in
1990.�
�I came out of mine in 1991. I was five at the time,� Ava piped up softly.
�Zan, Lonnie, and Rath were 12 by then so they took care of me.�
Some care. Both brothers thought silently.
To Ava, Ashley�s previous argument made sense as much as she didn�t want
to admit it.
�Av, does it list the names of Liz�s real parents on it?�
�No. It just said that she was found on the doorstep of the Roswell
Children�s Home one night.�
�That�s where Max, Isabel and I were brought after we were found on the
side of the road by the Sheriff.�
�What do we tell Liz?� Ava asked sadly.
�Ya hafta tell her. The longer she goes without knowin, The longer it�s gonna
hurt her.�
�All right,� Micheal replied with a heavy sigh, �we�ll tell her tonight.�
�We�ll?�
Ashley nodded as he locked eyes with his brother. �Yeah Ava we�ll tell her.
We�s a family, an� we�re goin ta hafta deal wit dis as a family.�
Ava smiled sadly. She was glad that Micheal and Ashley were here for her.
They were right. Her, Max, Micheal, Liz, Isabel, Kyle, Maria, Ashley, and
Akien were all one big family, albeit dysfunctional at times. But they were a
family none the less. They stuck together in good times and in bad, through
thick and thin. They were her family. A family that she was very grateful to
have. And they would get through this, the only way they knew how: as a
family.
**TBC**
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