Liz had been watching him all night, but purposefully staying away. She loved the way his eyes lit up when he saw her, and the funny way his ears burned red when she greeted him with a kiss on the cheek in front of everyone.

The party at the Crashdown was winding down now, only a few people left.

Liz walked over to Max as he stood talking to Michael and Maria.

"I don't think that's any of our business. Isabel and Alex are perfectly..." he was saying.

She slipped her hand into his, waiting for him to finish. She laid her cheek against his arm, feeling the muscles move under his shirt. She felt like she could wait forever just like that...

But he took one look at her, and he was finished. "Uhhh...what was I saying?"

Maria grabbed Michael's arm. "Let's go, space boy. Merry Christmas, Liz. I'll call you tomorrow." She couldn't resist winking at Liz as she walked out, Michael in tow.

Max turned to Liz. "So, have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?"

Liz didn't answer. She just stepped closer to him and buried her face in his chest. She loved the warm smell of him, and felt his arms slide around her.

It was time.

She tilted her head back and immediately felt the intensity of his gaze on her. The question in his eyes was answered by her sweet and gentle kiss.

Everything felt right in the world, everything finally felt... balanced.

Until a quiet, angelic giggle pulled Max's attention away for a minute, and he glanced around with wide eyes.

Liz looked around with a questioning smile, "All right, Sarah, he's mine now."

Max smiled down at Liz, glad he had told her everything. He caressed her face gently and kissed her, letting her have just a taste of his passion for her.

Sarah sighed and decided to give them their privacy. How much she envied them their love!

She floated back to heaven, her frosty-golden wings shimmering in the air.