I figured that the reason why I didn’t form the instantaneous connection with Liz was because in this reality I didn’t heal her and form the first original connection between us. I was about to pull away when Liz's lips softly captured mince again, reminding me of the night in Michael’s apartment. I pulled Liz closer into my embrace and as I felt her in my arms again, I realized that despite the lack of our connection this was still Liz, I still would love her even if we didn’t share our connection and I still had to get her to be interested in me without knowing my alien status. My mouth fused over hers and I lost myself in the sweetness of her lips.

“Max?” I felt Liz whisper against my lips, momentarily stopping our kiss.

“Yes?” I peeked open an eye to look at Liz and saw her blushing.

Liz saw me peek at her and smiled as I did so. Her smile was infectious because I grinned back at her, looking like the lovesick fool that I am. “Max.” Liz whispered. “No one has ever really kissed me like that before... I really liked it.” Her dark brown eyes were full of expression as she stared thoughtfully at me.

Chuckling softly, I pulled Liz back into my arms. “Don’t worry, Liz. I haven’t kissed anyone like that either.” Which was technically true, if I really was the Max Evans of 1999 - that kiss would have been my first kiss.

“Good.” Liz whispered with a smile and pulled me back down to her lips, effectively ending the discussion and causing me to indulged myself in her once more.

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(What you cry!? What else happened with Liz and I at her house that night!? Okay horn-dogs, I could explain what else happened that night, but I think that your imagination could create the mood and the scene much better than I ever could. Besides! All of you all are just too interested in my life, it’s not healthy. Kidding, you know I love the attention. See, I have to talk about what happened with Michael are Maria for two reasons. 1: It’s really interesting because I didn’t expect it all to happen and 2: I think some of you candygirls are rallying to kill me because I haven’t talked about Michael and Maria enough! On with the story!)

“Goddamn, it’s dark in here. I wonder where the light switch is?” Maria wondered aloud in the small, dark supply closer. She started to run her hands along the walls, searching for a light switch, when she accidentally ran her hands over Michael’s broad chest.

“I don’t think that copping a feel on me is going to help. Groping me in the dark isn’t my idea of getting us out of this stupid closet! Michael muttered, still extremely pissed that Max had tricked him. Michael was planning on seriously beating the crap out of his best friend if he got out of this closet alive. That is, he reasoned, if he could survive Hurricane DeLuca.

Maria whacked Michael on the shoulder. “Like I would ever WANT to grope you in the dark! Please! Brad Pitt - oh yeah! Ben Affleck - definitely Yes! YOU?? Ha!” Maria angrily spat. She started to move past him, continuing her search for the elusive light switch.

“Listen, Maria... Don’t lie to yourself. I *know* I’m irresistible.” Michael replied, secretly enjoying the inevitable rise he always got out of her.

“Whatever, mushforbrains.”

Michael suddenly reached out and grabbed Maria’s slim waist and pulled her flush against his body in the dark. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Now, I know that no one can resist my charms.” Michael felt Maria involuntarily tremble against his body at his words and Michael was amazed that he could have such effect on Maria. He never thought that he, Michael Guerin, could make a girl tremble.

Maria couldn’t help, but tremble at Michaels words. His lips were softly whispering against her ear and it was causing all sorts of unexplained reactions in her body. His body that was against her back was lean and very sexy and the low growl in his voice was simply too much. I guess having this crush on him is too much for me, Maria thought. She almost started to reply that he *was* irresistible when she realized that Michael at started to softly chuckle behind her.

(Bad move, Michael. I thought - yes, this is Max, just couldn’t help myself to add that little comment in there.)

Maria lashed out, surprising Michael by sharply elbowing him in the gut, causing him to double over in pain. Spinning around, Maria pushed Michael upright by his shoulders and in the semi-darkness, stared him in the eye. “Don’t push your luck, Michael Guerin. Apparently, I have resisted.” Maria continued down the wall, feeling for the light switch and left Michael leaning against a shelf, wheezing softly as he got his breath back.

When his breathing became normal again, Michael stood up and carefully made his way to the supply closets door. He figured that Max had locked the door using his powers and while his powers weren’t as strong as Max or Isabels, maybe they would be enough to get Maria and him out of this closet. Maria was busy examining the walls for a switch, so Michael laid his right hand against the door and tried to melt the fused together metal. After a minute of trying, Michael didn’t melt any of the metal and had only succeeded in causing all the paint to wilt off the Parkers closet door.

“Damn!” Michael yelled and punched the door hard enough to indent it and slice open his hand on a stray nail as well.

Maria had whirled around at Michaels extort and dimly saw him holding his hand in pain. She grabbed what felt like a kitchen towel off a shelf and quickly pressed it against the wound. “Hurting yourself isn’t going to get us out of here.” Maria whispered to Michael as she warmly held Michaels wounded hand in her own and rewrapped the towel around his fingers. Maria pulled Michael down to the closet’s floor in a sitting position, so she could better hold the towel to his bleeding hand.

Michael looked at Maria’s small hands gently wrapped around his and smiled softly. Surprised at gesture, Michael let Maria hold the towel around his hand even though his cut wasn’t that deep or bleeding too badly. Hpmh. Michael thought to himself, I always wanted to control my powers like Max so I could heal any cut or bruise, but I like how Maria is holding my hurt hand. Michael looked over at Maria and smiled at her, in his own way letting her know how much he appreciated what she was doing.

Maria looked at Michael and was momentarily shocked that Michael Guerin was smiling at her. Shyly, Maria smiled back quickly, then looked at Michaels hand. “Don’t worry Michael, you didn’t even cut yourself too deep.” Maria said as she carefully peeled back the towel. “Does it hurt a lot?”

“Nah. I’m tough.” Michael replied and flexed his left arm for show.

Wow. Maria thought. The big lug works out.

Ha ha! Michael thought. I’ve impressed her, thank goodness Max talked me into lifting weights with him this summer.

Maria unglued her eyes from Michaels impressive physique for a moment to look at her watch. “Oh my god! We’ve been in here for almost an hour! Why are Liz and Max being mean to us and I wonder what they’re doing right now.”

Michael snorted. “Maria - you probably don’t wanna go there.”

Maria looked at curiously for a second and then her eyes widened in understanding. “Ew! Michael!! You don’t think that they could be...” Maria screeched out before Michael clasped his unhurt hand over her mouth.

“No, you big nerd. That’s Prince Max out there with Little Lizzie Parker. I’m almost positive that there’s nothing freaky happening between those two at the moment.” Michael said as he looked at Maria. Besides, he thought, Max should KNOW better than to let his hormones get the better of him. After all, we’re still aliens.

“Mmpphs!” Maria said and pulled down on Michaels arm to uncover her mouth as Michael gave her a strange look. “I couldn’t breathe - you jerk!” Maria huffed and gave Michael a light push. Michael rolled his eyes at Maria - which only made her madder. “Just because you’re big and buff doesn’t mean that I can’t beat you up!” Maria yelled.

Michael started laughing at Maria’s comments. “Whatever.”

With a growl Maria quickly jabbed one of her hands into Michaels side and used the side of her shoulder to knock him over to the ground completely. Leaning on him with her weight, Maria tickled the Michaels sides lightly and kept him pinned to the ground. “Ha ha! Like that Guerin!” Maria said triumphantly.

“You are toast DeLuca!’ Michael muttered from the ground as he shifted his body, causing Maria to lose her balance and fall to the ground next to him. Michael then pushed down on both of her shoulders to ground. Staring down at Maria, Michael was the triumphant one now, until he noticed how beautiful Maria looked as she lay there on her back looking at him. Only then Michael realized how close his face was to hers.

“Michael.” Maria whispered, her mind racing at the possibilities of what could happen.

“Yeah.” Michael whispered back, nervously wondering if Maria wanted the same thing as him.

“It’s okay.” Maria whispered and then smiled as Michaels lips found his way to hers.

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A few hours later....

“Max?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever think about where you’ll be in 5 years?” Liz asked me quietly. We were laid snuggled up together on her couch with an old quilt wrapped around us. Liz was laying to my side and I had my arms wrapped around her shoulders as we talked and occasionally kissed each other senseless. Unbeknown to this Liz, we had laid in this exact same position many many times before.

I looked over to Liz and brushed her dark brown hair off of her forehead. “I don’t know.” I answered her with a slight shrug. I honestly didn’t know where I would be in five years. How long could Michael, Isabel and I pretend we were human? How soon would we discover who we really are and why we are here on Earth anyway. I never liked to think about the future because it was so uncertain and I, Max Evans, enjoy certainty.

“Well, I know that in five years, I’ll most likely be in college somewhere... probably either really far away from Roswell or somewhere close by.” Liz whispered. “I just feel lately everything is changing... a few weeks ago I could of told you exactly where I would be in five years, but now, I’m not sure.”

“Liz... Everyone has a change of heart now and again. You’re only a sophomore in high school - your destiny isn’t planned out for you.” I replied and kissed her temple softly. I felt Liz sigh next to me. “Don’t worry. I’m positive that somewhere along the way, you’ll realize exactly what you want in life.”

Liz nodded her head and then was silent for a moment. “Do you think Maria has killed Michael in that closet yet?

I laughed. “I haven’t heard any yells, screams, or loud noises for a few hours. Maybe they’ve bickered themselves into twin comas.”

“Or maybe they’ve killed each other.” Liz replied and sat up. “C’mon, let’s go see if we hear anything from outside the closet.” She slid her body over mine to get to the other side of the chair and then pulled me into a sitting position.

Quietly, we both snuck over to the supply closet and listened for any noises. Nothing so far. I inched a little closer and noticed small pile of white flakes at the bottom of the supply closet door. What the hell, I thought to myself and walked over to the front of the door. Upon my closer inspection, I noticed that all the paint was wilted off the front of the door and laying in little flakes on the carpet.

Slick Michael. I thought, knowing that he tried to use his powers to get the door open. As Liz walked across the room to turn on the lights, I quickly waved my hand over the door and restored the paint. I know for a fact that my little scientist would definitely analyze why all the paint flaked off the door for no apparent reason. Also, I changed back the atomically structure of the door lock, so that it only appeared to the locked from the outside.

As the light flooded the room, I waited for Liz to return to my side before opening the door. “Ready for the inevitable carnage?” I joked.

“Undoubtedly.” Liz replied. We both quietly gasped as I opened the door and saw Michael and Maria curled up in each others arms sleeping soundly. I also noted that a good deal of Maria’s lipstick was smeared all over Michaels lips, face, neck and I could almost see a small love bite on Maria’s neck. “Well, I didn’t expect that to happen.” Liz muttered.

“Hey, neither did I.” I whispered back.