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One More Time: Prologue

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Sent to the Roswell Slash Archive March 31, 2003

Author: DMartinez
Email: shockerdm@icqmail.com
Disclaimer: Characters belong to creative geniuses: Metz, Katims and UPN. No infringement intended.
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Liz awakens from a horrible dream but finds parallels she changes without realizing it.
Category: M/L, L/T, M/T, M/L/T
Spoilers: End of The World (it never actually happened)



        Liz Parker sat straight up in her bed. That was such a strange and painful dream. The familiar knocks on her window made her forget about the dream for a minute. Max Evans was back to beg back into her life. After that dream, she just needed someone to talk to. Groggily, she got up to answer his incessant knocks before he woke up her parents like he had the week before.

        "Max, it's kinda late." She whispered even as she slid outside with a blanket for them to share.

        "Liz, just please, talk to me." He pleaded with her.

        "Max, you just have to understand..." Liz leaned back against the brick wall, motioning for him to sit next to her. He sat beside her and took the half of the blanket she offered. "You have to be with Tess. I understand that."

        "I don't want her."

        "I know you say that. Have you even tried?" Parts of her strange dream came to her and even though she knew it was absurd, she pulled the more painful parts out to make her point. "What if... you being with her is essential? What if you need to be with her or else the world ends?"

        "I don't believe that, Liz. I love you." Max pressed, taking her hand beneath the blanket.

        "I love you, too. Okay. I said it but what if... we were never meant to be. And before you say that if you weren't an alien, just let me say this. If you weren't an alien... I'd be dead now. You would probably have never looked in my direction before and quite possibly... you'd be with Tess." Liz looked him straight in the eyes. "You know I'm right."

        "What are you saying?"

        "I'm saying that my decision stands. You and I just cannot be together. Are you going to deny that you and Tess became friends over the summer?"

        "Well yeah. But that's all we are... we're friends."

        "Then you and I can be just friends. I don't want to be the reason that you fail. I don't want to be the reason that this falls apart. Friendship is all I can give right now. It's just too hard." Liz sighed and squeezed his hand.

        "What's wrong?" He asked her. "You just look a little pale."

        "I had a really weird dream that I don't even want to try to decipher. Maybe later though." She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall. "We agree, then? Can you and I be friends until we figure out what our roles in the universe are?"

        "As long as you stop avoiding me." He shook his head at her smirk.

        "Okay."

        "What made you change your mind?" Max asked her cautiously. "You barely talk to me at school as it is..."

        "Max, it's two o'clock in the morning. I just went back on my solemn promise never to interact with you again. We're friends and you're gonna ask me why?"

        They both started laughing.

        "I guess I should go. You're probably tired." Max stood. "I'll see you at school."

        "Yeah. Night, Max." Liz disappeared through her window as Max climbed over the edge. Liz sat on the edge of her bed and just couldn't shake the strange feelings that dream had left her with. She knew it was a dream because it started off with a Max from the future. Like that was even possible. The whole thing was just far fetched. None of it could ever even happen.

        Liz fell asleep, slightly reassured that she and Max could be friends if nothing else. That part of her dream bothered her, the parts where she and Max weren't speaking to each other. That would never happen. Anyway, it was just a dream.

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