Roswell

Chapter 3

Max's POV-

We reach his mansion and I realize, it's very isolated. It's in the woods. One long road leads back to the mansion. It's a big white building with a pool and a giant yard. There are people trimming hedges, mowing the lawn, and cleaning the pool. Other than these people no one else seems to come around here.
"Everyone can pick rooms and get settled in." Brendan says. Everyone walks away. "Newly weds, I have something to show you."
I take Liz's hand and we walk up a large marble stair case and Brendan throws open a set of double doors.
"This is your room. The newly weds deserve a romantic night. Bye." He leaves, just like that.
The room has a view of the yard and it is decorated in red. The king sized bed in the middle of the room has a red comforter and at least 16 decorative pillows. There is a master bathroom with a glass shower.
Liz and I take turns taking showers. After I finish my shower, I get dressed in my sweatpants, I can't find my shirt and I think I know where it is, i come out of the bathroom. Liz is sitting on the bed watching cartoons in my T-shirt. The T-shirt reaches mid-thigh.
Liz turns off the tv and let's out a frustrated groan. She flops back on the bed and hits her head on the headboard. "Ouchy." She rubs the spot. I walk over and touch the spot on her head. I heal the spot, then close the bedroom door. She stares at me for a few seconds, then comes over to me.
      She kisses me gently, wrapping her arms around my neck. I kiss her back. She slides her tounge smoothly across my bottom lip. I slowly part my lips. I weave my hands through her hair and pull away. I kiss her neck. I trail kisses down to her collar bone. She moans softly. Liz catches my lips on hers, kissing me roughly and weaving her fingers through my hair, tugging it. I pull on her thighs causing her to hop up and wrap her legs around my waist. I lay her on the bed and get on top of her.

Liz's POV-

Max kisses my neck and I get a flash:
Brendan kissing my neck. Then kisses my lips. I feel so awkward. My heart isn't in it.
Max trails kisses down my neck to my collar bone. He sucks on the spot. I get a flash of what I hope is the future:
A baby. Tess' baby? No, mine. I'm pregnant. Max is talking to my stomach. He puts his hand to my stomach and smilies. The baby bounces in my stomach with joy.

We have an 'eventful' night. If you know what I mean.

Maria's POV-

Michael and I are sharing a room. I was worried that he would leave me for Liz, but now. I am more scared for Liz.
What am I going to do about Liz? What about Michael?
I curl up in bed with Michael and we snuggle until we fall asleep. All the while one thought in my head: what really happened?

Brendan's POV-

I go to my room. I look at a picture of Liz, sitting on my nightstand. "I will be king. We will be together soon. You will help me." I says and go to bed.

Isabel's POV-

I lay in bed thinking. I play with the wedding ring on my finger. I love Jesse, I do. But lately I have felt very close to Kyle.
Kyle makes me laugh and helps me to feel special, I even like when he explains his beliefs. I like this, because he is so passionate.
I really am interested in him, but I shouldn't be. I love Jesse. I also love Kyle though.
What am I going to do?

Max POV-

Liz fell fast a sleep. I slowly slip my arms out from around Liz and stand on the cool hardwood floors. I pull on pajama pants and tie them.
'Time to figure out what's up with Brendan.' I thought.
I walk to the door of the room we're staying in and go out it. I close the door behind me and put my hand to the nob. I lock the door. I want Liz to be safe while I'm gone.
I go down the stairs slowly and try to stay absolutely quiet. When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I sneak down the hallway opening and closing doors. I look for an office.
I open a door and see it's a bedroom. Brendan's bedroom. I slip in and look for any papers or pictures he might have out. I find one on his nightstand. It's Liz.
The picture is of Liz sitting in my jeep in her uniform, antennas and all . Her eyes are sparkling with amusement and her lips grace a beautiful smile.
The picture looks to be cut. I know what time this picture is of. Michael, Liz, and I went for icecream. Maria was sick and Michael had us stop at Wal-Mart, so he could buy Maria a tub of chunky monkey. The picture looks like a servalence shot of us as we pulled out, but Brendan cut Michael and I out.
I have to tell the others. I slip out of his room and close it quietly. I head straight for Michael's room.

Kyle POV-

I love Isabel. I shouldn't, because she has Jesse, but I do. I want her in my life. I want to hold her and love her.
What am I going to do?
The door to my room creeks open, loudly. A figure creeps slowly into my room. I pull the blankets over my head to protect myself. I know it is a stupid move. "Kyle." It is Isabel's voice.
"Yes?" I whisper. Three more people follow her in. The door clicks shut and Max flips the lamp light on. I quickly cover my eyes.
When I open them, I see Michael, Maria, Isabel, and Max. They all look upset.
"What is it? What's wrong?" I ask.
"Max woke us all up and dragged  us in here." Maria snapped. Michael put his arm around her and she leaned into his chest already half asleep again.
"Max, what did you want? This better be important." Michael says.
"Remember Wal-Mart?" Max asks Michael.
"If you dragged me in here just to walk down memory lane, I will-" Michael started.
"No, do you remember when Maria got sick and you, Liz, and I got icecream? We stopped at Wal-Mart to get Maria a tub." Max explains.
"Yeah, why?" Micheal asks.
"Because, Brendan has a servalence picture of us at Wal-Mart, but the weird thing is: He cut you and I out and left Liz in the picture. He keeps the picture on his nightstand." Max emphasizes.
"I vote we leave tomorrow." Isabel says. Max gives her a scrutinizing look. "What? I don't want him taking pictures of me." She snaps.
The thought of someone taking creepy photos of Isabel makes my hand shoot up. "I vote we leave tomorrow, too."
"Me too. I have to protect Maria." Michael says.
"Who said we were voting?" Max says. "I need to stay and see why he is stalking us."
Maria's head snaps up. "Oh, you need to stay. Okay then we will stay. Who cares that Liz is being stalking and already has had a hard time with everything that has happened to her in the last couple days. Liz is being stalked, not us. We have to leave, to protect Liz. My vote: We leave in the morning. 4 out of 5 say we leave. So we leave. End of discussion." Maria says. "Let's go back to our room, Micheal." Michael picks her up and they go back to their room.
"She's not wrong." Isabel says. Max glares at her. "What? She isn't. Liz needs her husband. Not a detective."
"Liz loves you, you have to do what's best for her." I say.
I hear a voice down the hallway call out 'Max?'
"Max, Liz-" Isabel starts.
"I heard. Liz is up. I have to go, you two shouldn't split up tonight. It's not safe. Well leave in the morning." He says, turning towards the door and rush quietly to his room.
Isabel closes the bedroom door behind Max and gets into the bed. I turn the lamp light off and close my eyes. Isabel snuggles up to me and I, automatically, put my arms around her. We fall asleep shortly after.

Liz's POV-

I turn on my stomach. When I don't feel Max, I feel around for him. I open my eyes and see that I'm alone. "Max?" I say in a loud whisper.
I get up quickly and put on Max's T-shirt and my underwear. I run to the door and it's locked. I'm trapped. I feel my eyes start to sting. I sit back on the bed and pull my knees to my chest and try not to cry.
The door clicks and opens. I scoot against the headboard, tears stream down my cheeks at the thought of being killed. Or worse, seeing Max killed. The door creeks open slowly and I squeeze my eyes shut, tucking my face into my arms which are wrapped tightly around my knees.
I hear footsteps approach the bed. There's a dip in the bed on Max's side. A hand touches my arm.
I flinch, but stay where I am. "Liz." It's Max. I let go of my knees and look up at Max with my tear stained face. "Come here." He pulls me into his lap and kisses my forehead.
"I love you, Max. I thought that something happened." I say.
"I love you, too. Don't worry, because I'm not leaving you. Ever." He replies.
He kisses my lips. I feel a weird sensation in my stomach. I pull away from Max gently and touch my stomach.
"Are you okay? Liz? Is something wrong? Can I help with something?" Max asks with wide eyes.
"No, I just think my stomachs upset." I say.
"I can help." Max offers.
"No." I say. "Being sick is the only thing I have that's normal left. I love our lives, weird as they can be. I like being sick though, too. It reminds me of normal. Of home." I say.
"If you're sure, but if it gets worse. I'm helping." Max asks.
"Deal." I smile. I feel dizzy then like I'm going to puke. "Max, I'm gonna be sick." I say. I get up and run to the bathroom in our room. I get on my knees and puke in the toilet.
Max comes up behind me. He pulls my hair back. "Don't heal me." I say quickly, before I puke again.
After a while, I stop getting sick and I brush my teeth. Max carries me, bridal style, back to bed.
I curl up under the covers and Max holds me. I fall asleep in the safety of his embrace.

Max POV-

Liz fell asleep and I was tempted to heal her. I hate when she doesn't feel well. I feel so useless.
She is my wife, I need to help her, but she won't let me. I understand why. She wants something normal and being sick is the only normal thing she can have now. She lost her home, family, and life. All to be with me. We're starting a new life, but I feel like I ruined her life. As much as I don't want to, I will let her be sick. I go to sleep.