Never Underestimate Destiny

Part 12

(Saturday, November 4)

Max couldn't sleep. The darkness outside his window and the bright red numbers on his clock showing the lateness of the hour seemed to mock him.

Restlessly he paced in his room, trying to dispel some of the energy that seemed to fill him all the time lately. His thoughts were a jumbled mix of longing for Liz and concern for her.

He wanted her all the time and he couldn't stop thinking about the time they had spent together. But he wanted much more than what they had already shared. He wanted to slowly strip off every piece of her clothing and explore her body with his hands and mouth before he slid into her, giving them both the ultimate pleasure.

Just thinking about it made him shake with desire. The need inside him seemed to be growing every day, every moment.

It seemed like being with her, kissing her, having sex with her was all he could concentrate on. He daydreamed about her in school, at home, whenever he wasn't with her. At night his dreams were full of her, naked underneath him, arched in ecstasy as he thrust into her.

With a supreme effort, he pushed the thoughts aside.

He had to find a way to get her back. He was going crazy without her.

She had agreed to study with him almost every day, but since the argument with Zan on her balcony almost a week ago, she seemed to be keeping him at arm's length again. He wondered if it was because of what he'd done or said, but somehow he knew it wasn't.

Liz was determined to keep them apart, and she wasn't backing down.

Okay, Max said to himself, you just have to find a counter argument that will convince Liz it will work out if we're together.

In his mind he laid out Liz's worries. Tess will leave if we're not together, or she'll leave if Liz and I get together, and then we won't be strong enough to defeat Kivar. But Liz won't let me talk to Tess to try and work it out, because she thinks Tess will feel left out and leave.

The nagging feeling started in the back of his mind again, and he concentrated, trying to bring it to the surface.

Liz is afraid Tess will leave and our unit won't be strong enough without her to defeat Kivar.

His brow knotted. How does Liz know anything about how strong Kivar is, and what it will take to defeat him?

None of them knew anything about Kivar except his name. But somehow Liz knew more, and the knowledge scared her so much that she was willing to sacrifice their love to make it right.

But how did she know? How did she know any of it?

Grabbing his keys he headed out his window. It was late, but he had to see her now.

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Despite the late hour, Liz sat on her balcony in the darkness, touching her finger to a tennis ball, practicing her powers. The green fuzzy ball turned red with yellow stripes and she smiled. Now that she knew how to access her powers, she was working hard to gain control of them.

It had been almost one week ago that she had first accessed the power running through her, and Zan was helping her get it under control. She practiced every spare moment so she wouldn't have any more accidents like she did at Zan's place when she blew up the first tennis ball. She couldn't afford to something like that in public. They might all be exposed.

She was still meeting with Zan every day, and at first she had been afraid it might be awkward after their kiss. But he was so casual about it and his attitude calmed her down and allowed her to concentrated on her practice.