Well, you better not see me when you come back.
I could be sharin' someone else's pillow.
And my love for you is better than diamonds,
To you, ev'rything, I bestow.
And tomorrow I'll be dancing on my own,
And I'll need a kiss for my head that's achin'.
And I'll be a hungry dog without a bone,
hoping my place with you's not taken. Kiss me and tell me it's not broken.
Kiss me and kiss me till I'm dead.
See, I'll give you the stars from the bruised ev 'nin' sky
and a crown of jewels for your head, now,
for your head, now, for your head, now, for your head One last night in bed for a time,
and two more wishes. and both are for thine.
And three guesses you’re the angel's child,
and four hopes this love's not spoiled Kiss me and tell me it's not broken.
Kiss me and kiss me till I'm dead.
See, I'll give you the stars from the bruised ev 'nin' sky
and a crown of jewels for your head, now,
for your head, now, for your head, now, for your head now If you come back, I'll take you to the garden,
we'll dance to an orchestra on the lawn.
And we'll roll in the foggy dew
and dance with the ghosts upon the dawn., on the dawn, on the dawn
(Then you'll) Kiss me and tell me it's not broken.
Kiss me and kiss me till I'm dead.
See, I'll give you the stars from the bruised ev 'nin' sky
and a crown of jewels for your head, now,
for your head, now, for your head, now, for your head now
for your head, now, oh oh
~To You I Bestow by Mundy~
Ten years ago you came to me and told me I had to fall out of
love with you. You don't remember it because it was the future you,
but not the you in this future. It's complicated. It was hard as hell to
do it; it was like a piece of me was dying with every passing second of
the process of making you do so.
Before that you seemed so happy, I remember you smiling
widely as you serenaded me with that cheesy song; I remember
future you smiling at the memory before your eyes clouded over and
told me that it had to be done, or else Michael and Isabel would die. I
had to make it look like Kyle and I were sleeping together so you
could start falling out of love with me- it worked, as you already
know. Future you disappeared, and the then present you became
closer and closer to Tess, until you two married five years ago. The
wedding we were suppose to have, but couldn't. But then again, I
know the repercussions of what happens when you go against destiny.
You say we create our own destiny, and yes we can but at what cost?
Michael and Isabel married seven years ago; they were always more
accepting to alien ways then you were. The destiny Nasedo, Tess and
your mother talked of was now fulfilled.
Nothing was perfect, far from it- or at least that's what Maria
told me. After all these years, you and her were still friends. The skins
seemed to keep growing and growing, ever time you killed ten, you'd
fight a hundred more the next time is what she told me. Was that an
exaggeration, Max? Maria's not really known for putting a highly
realistic spin on things.
As for me, I went off to college and fulfilled all those hopes and
dreams I had told Topolsky of. My third year of college I met this
man, Matthew Leonard but everyone called him "Artie". Yesterday was
our first anniversary as husband and wife; yesterday they told me you
were dead. To think it was only a week ago you had reentered my life.
A sudden fire at the CrashDown gave my parents a reason to
leave Roswell, New Mexico behind and to take me with them. They
never found out the reason why there was a fire, but I knew- we all
knew. Do you remember that day? Michael had come in to work looking rather,
forgive my pun, alienated. He had some
rather shocking news- the newest waitress, Courtney, was a skin.
That’s about the moment she chose to come in. You, Tess, Isabel and
Michael had all used your powers to successfully defeat her. Then one
of your powers slipped, or maybe it was more than one of you, and
there was an explosion. You all tried to put the fire out, like you
did that day with your mother and the grease fire, but it was
unstoppable. So we went outside, you all apologized a million
times over but I really didn’t want to hear it. So I left, and Maria
followed. Alex had told me that had lead to a rather brutal fight
between you and Michael. Tess and Isabel were torn between the
sides, Isabel had to choose between her friend and her brother while Tess
had to choose between the man she loved and, if Isabel chose Michael, the
only semblance of a friendhsip that she'd had since moving to Roswell. To
everyone’s surprise Isabel choose Michael, and Tess
choose you.
I moved to Florida with my parents and we stayed with my Aunt Janie
until we found a place of our own. Maria said it had taken a few months,
but the “pod squad” had reconciled. By that time Michael and Isabel
were dating, you and Tess wouldn’t for another year.
A week ago, during a brief visit to Roswell, I was browsing
through a near empty store. The only other person there besides me
was the clerk. You came bursting through the door and held up your hand to
use your powers when the clerk grabbed me. You recognized me...I could tell
by the expression on your face. You refrained from using your powers
because you knew that if you tried to harm him that I would be put in
danger. The clerk threw me against the counter, knocking me unconscious,
and ran away. The next thing I knew was that I was on your couch.I asked
you how you could be so careless as
to use your powers in a store that could have been full. You had told
me that Isabel had acquired the ability to erase events from people’s
minds and she had been right outside. That’s when Tess had entered
the room. I couldn’t help but notice her wedding and engagement
rings when she handed me a cup of tea. She complimented on mine,
and I swore I had seen jealousy on your face but it had disappeared
by the time there was a knock on the door. Tess disappeared before
reappearing with Michael and Isabel. You all looked so much older, so
much more worn out. Of course ten years had passed since I last saw
you and you had been fighting, from what I had heard, a lot of alien
enemies. It still amazed me seeing all of you again after all this time.
I didn't realize how much I missed all of you.
I went back to my husband that night but I never told him anything about
running into your, knowing you or the fact that you and I had once been in
love. I didn't see you again until yesterday when, passing by an alley, I
saw you fighting the same store clerk who was actually a Skin. He saw me
and grabbed me, holding me hostage as he had done once before, and you
stopped. I expected him to act the same way that he had done before, I
expected him to run away. But he didn't. He held me with one arm and
killed you with the other. Michael, Tess and Isabel immediately rushed in
to the alley, the girls falling to their knees next to your body and I
remember hearing muffled sobbing. I wanted to go over to them but I was
still a hostage. Michael, in a rage, took a chance by grabbing me and
managed to kill the Skin. Before I had a chance to say goodbye to you, you
were rushed off to the pod chamber.
That night, after I returned from dinner with Artie, there was a message
from Isabel on our machine asking me to call her. She told me the news that
I had long feared ever since I found out about your destiny...you were dead.
You were dead. Gone forever. You died for me, Max, even after I told you,
all those years ago, that I wouldn't die for you. You went and died for me!
Why didn't you take a chance like Michael had? Why? You loved me...that's
why you died. That's why you had always been in danger.
They held a funeral for you this morning and I snuck away from Artie so
I could attend. There really wasn't a body to bury but Michael, Isabel and
Tess still held one. Kyle was there. I had heard that Sheriff Valenti had
died in the line of duty three years back and he confimed that it was true.
Maria and Alex flew in as well and, even though it had been a while since
all of us had been in the same state, I learned that-no matter how long we
were apart or how much we changed-the secret we still shared kept us
connected.
Future you once told me that once one of the members of your unit was
lost that the unit would be weaker. What's to become of them now? Can they
survive without you, their leader to protect them? What will become of
Michael and Isabel's son? Or your daughter if Tess is killed too?
It was our love that killed Michael and Isabel the first time
around...but I went and changed that. But now, because of it, you died.
What was the point of it all? On your home planet you all originally died
in battle. What's changed your destiny so much taht you wouldn't die in
battler here too? If there's one thing I have learned from being with you
it's that nothing can stop destiny. No one can get away with changing it
without consequences. That's why I have to say goodbye to you right now.
After a decade apart, I really don't want to say goodbye...but there's no
choice here. It's a done deal.
~-~-~-~-~-~
Liz Parker-Leonard crouched above the freshly buried grave,
tracing the name softly with her fingers as she choked back a sob.
She never thought she would have to give him another goodbye, not
after she left for Florida, but now this was the final one. She stood up,
looking sadly down at the grave before placing one white rose on it.
“I love you Max Evans,” She whispered softly, tears flowing
freely down her face now. “I never stopped.”
The End.
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