Title: In Your Dreams
Name: Lori 4/28/01
Email: Gussywussy55@yahoo.com
Category/Rating: Max/Isabel 'R'
Disclaimer: Owned by The WB, not me.
Summary: Isabel finds out Max's true feelings for her.

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Max closed the door to his room, and leaned against it
closing his eyes.
This had been the worst day. Alex's funeral had been
hard on all of them, but Liz's outburst afterward had
placed the lines of division among them.
He pushed away from the door, and took of his tie and
jacket. Sitting on his bed , he took off his shoes,
and socks. He lay down, and closed his eyes. Images of
Alex dead in the body bag, the funeral, and Liz
accusing an alien of killing Alex came flooding to
him. Soon he was lost in thoughts and dreams.

********

Isabel stumbled to her bed, tears blurring her vision.
Another dead because of her.
Nacedo was dead indirectly because of her, she had
killed Whitaker, Grant had died because she was alien,
and now Alex. If Liz was right and Kivhar had
something to do with Alex's death, then it was just
like she had killed him herself.
Alex had been her friend that she loved dearly. He had
understood her, listened to her, and didn't expect
anything in return...except she had tried to make it
something. The one she truly loved had someone else,
so she had chosen Alex to be with.
Closing her eyes, Isabel drifted into a fitful sleep.

Max was coming towards her, his hands outstretched, a
big smile on his face. When he reached her, he hugged
her , and kissed her. His kisses and caresses were so
deep and wonderful. Isabel melted into his arms,
returning his fevered kisses with those of her own.
Then shots were fired, and Max jerked in her arms,
slumping forward, blood bubbling from his mouth, as he
clutched at her.
Isabel screamed his name as he died in her arms.
Another one dead because of her.
The one who mattered the most.

********

Max awoke to Isabel's screams, and jumped to his feet,
rushing to her room, where he found her thrashing
about, crying hysterically.
"Isabel, wake up!" called Max, as her grabbed her
shoulders to wake her.
Isabel continued to fight him, screaming his name as
if in pain.
Max lay his body on her, and held her hands still
beside her head, as he called out to her again.
"Isabel! It's okay! Isabel, wake up!" Max continued to
yell until Isabel quit moving.
She opened her eyes , and looked up at him as if
seeing a ghost. Then she grabbed him around the neck
,and hugged him tightly, crying his name over and
over.
Max was confused as to what was happening. Apparently
she had had a nightmare.
"Are you okay now Isabel?" asked Max, as he circled
her back with his hands in an attempt to calm her some
more.
"I thought you were dead," she sobbed into his neck.
Max hugged her to him more at her words. 
Alex's funeral had really shaken her up. Well, they
had gone to prom together, maybe she had deeper
feelings for him than anyone had known. For some
reason this upset Max.
"Isabel, Alex's death upset all of us...you more I
guess. I just forgot that you had started dating
him...you needed me, and I wasn't here for you . I'm
sorry. I'm here now if you need me," said Max thinking
to console her.
Isabel realized that Max didn't know that her tears
were because she loved him...not Alex. He would be
shocked, maybe repulsed by her love. Adopted or not,
he thought of her just as a sister...and that made the
pain even worse.
"I'm okay now Max. You can go back to your room now,"
she said, trying to pull away from his embrace.
"No, I'm going to stay here tonight with you, just
like we did when we were younger,and first came here.
Remember?"
Isabel smiled at the memory. They had shared a bed for
months before they had felt safe here.
Shared a bed.
"No, Max, I'm okay...I'm really to old now for a
sitter," she said.
"Well, I'm not. I need this Isabel, so let me stay in
here tonight," said Max, his eyes saying so much that
she just agreed.
"Okay, but let me change," she relented.
"Back in 15 minutes," said Max going to his room.
"15 minutes, and then what," said Isabel to herself.

*******

Max lay on Isabel's narrow bed next to her, and looked
at her.
"So you and Alex were back together?" he asked
thinking to draw her out.
"What? Yeah...yeah... I guess so," replied Isabel
uneasily. Max looked so good in his sleeveless T and
boxers.
Max noticed her uneasiness, and thought it odd.
"Isabel, is there something you want to tell me?"
Isabel shook her head, and glanced away from Max,"No,
why do you ask?"
Max looked at her intently,"Isabel...you and Alex
didn't sleep together after prom did you? I mean if
that's why you are acting so funny..."
He really hoped that wasn't it. The thought of Isabel
having sex with Alex...well anyone bothered him.
"What! No, Max! No! Alex and I didn't have sex. We
kissed a little, but nothing more," said Isabel
shocked that Max thought she would do that.
Max lay his head back relieved. 
"Well what is it then?"
"I'm just tired," she said as she turned away from
him.
Max thought she was lying, but let it go. 
"Well, goodnight then," he said as he kissed the back
of her neck.
Little shivers of pleasure rippled through Isabel as
Max's lips touched her skin.
Max pulled back, and lay with his arm behind his head,
closed his eyes, unbidden images of Isabel gathering.

*******

Isabel dream walked him.
She had promised never to dream walk him or Michael
unless it was an emergency, like when Max had been
captured, but she couldn't help it.
But she didn't expect this.
Max was making love to someone on his bed.
He was thrusting hard into the woman on the bed,
telling her how much he loved her as they reached
orgasm. It didn't sound like a line, but very unlike
Max. She must have walked in on a dream of him and
Liz.
But as she turnd to leave, Max lay beside the woman,
caressing her, kissing her, and saying her
name...."Isabel I love you so much."
Isabel's's hand went to her throat. Drawn closer to
the bed, she saw herself entwined with Max. Her head
was on his chest, and she was caressing him.
"I love you to Max. I live for these moments together.
They always end to soon though, " she said sadly.
Max hugged her, and said, "We will find a way to be
together Isabel. We will find away."

Isabel snapped awake, and stared down at Max.
He loved her?
Does he even know he dreamed about them?
What was she to do now?

*******

Max awoke from his dream, and glanced towards Isabel,
who was looking at the ceiling.
She would die if she knew he had a sex dream about
her.
Not just a sex dream, but he had told her he loved
her, and she had said she loved him too.
What a mess.

"Are you awake Max?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Maybe you should go back to your room," she said.
Max froze.
"Why?"
Isabel pulled the covers up more to her neck...a
defensive move he thought.
"I just think you should."
Taking a breath when looked at her, he asked ,"Isabel,
did you dream walk me?"
Closing her eyes she shook her head.
Max leaned over her.
"Isabel?"
Opening her eyes, she nodded her head.
"I'm sorry Isabel. I know you are upset by what you
saw. I don't know why I dreamed that. It freaked and
repulsed you...I'm sorry."
He started to get up when she said,"It didn't repulse
me...shock maybe...but not repulsed."
"It didn't shock you?" he asked looking at her
curiously.
"No. I....I've had those same thoughts myself about
you," she admitted, finally looking at him.
Max looked down at her, and took her hand in his,"How
long?"
"Forever," she said looking him in the eyes.

"Forever?" he asked a small smile flitting across his
face at what he thought was her exaggeration.
"Forever," she repeated seriously.
"Why didn't you say something?" he asked, his fingers
interlocking with hers.
"What was I supposed to say,'Max, I'm in love with
you, but don't worry about it'."
He smiled at that," You're right, I wouldn't have been
very receptive to that. I just realized it myself a
month ago. I tried to hide it, but I never counted on
you dream walking me."
"I haven't before Max, honest, but tonight I ...I just
did."
"What now? I can't be near you, and not touch
you...want to kiss you," he breathed as he came closer
to her mouth.
"Max...." she said softly as his lips connected with
hers. 
The kiss was just as she imagined in her dreams...only
better.
Breaking from her, Max weaved his fingers in her
hair, and looked at her.
"Well any suggestions about what we do about this?"
"No. I've been afraid of what you would say if you
found out, let alone others," she replied caressing
his face.
Kissing her again, Max nuzzled her neck.
"Max....you have to stop....ahhhhh....don't stop...."
she said breathlessly as his kisses gave rise to a
fever in her.
"Isabel...." he said as his hand cupped her ample
breast ,gently squeezing it.
His mouth moving down to where his hand was, Max took
the material covered breast in his mouth, and sucked
the nipple, causing her to arch her back.
"Ohhhh....Max....ahhhh," Isabel breathed with need.
Max pulled back, and looked down at her.
"Isabel?"
Isabel looked up at him, both of them breathing hard
from need.
"Max...I don't know...I want to, but..." she said
afraid.
"Yeah...but. Damn! Why can't we be together if we're
not related? Society? Well it can go to hell for all I
care! I want to be with you, and you want to be with
me, so let's just do it!" he said.
"Okay," she said trusting him completely.
"Yeah...okay..." he said suddenly unsure at the
trusting look she gave him.
"Maybe we should wait," he said quietly.

Isabel didn't know what to make of this. He had just
said to hell with everyone and let's do it, and now he
didn't want too.
"Wh..why?" she asked tremulously.
"I don't want this to be about sex. No ,'Wham, bam,
thank you mam'," he said looking away.
She hid a grin.
"Max, you don't strike me as the ,'Wham, bam' , type.
I'm okay with waiting, if you think it's right. I mean
if you are thinking about me...about us...and not what
others think."
Kissing her, he said,"It's about us getting used to
these new feelings between us before we make love. I
don't want making love to you to be ruined later by
feelings about tonight or what brought these feelings
out."
"Okay, then...so we just sleep together, but don't
sleep together?" she asked.
"Yeah...if we can handle that. Touching without making
love. It may kill me though," he said ruefully.
"Me too," she said touching his hair.
"So I'll just lay here, and hold you close, and talk,
and sleep with you...until we get used to these
feelings...right?" he said laying down, and pulling
her into his arms.
"I could always dream walk you...have sex there," she
teased.
"Yeah?" he asked intrigued.
"Max...." she said.
"Well it is all of the fun, without really doing it,"
he laughed.
"See you in your dreams Max," Isabel said as she
closed her eyes.
"In my dreams Isabel," he replied going to meet her in
his dreams.

End