Title: Beginnings

Author: Vix

Email: Vix_Chic@hotmail.com

Rating: PG

Category: Friendship

Summary: Liz finds Max at Maria’s and on her way home she runs into Michael.

Spoilers: Max and Maria are friends

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Author note: This is not as good as True Treasures. If you haven’t read it you might want to.

Feed Back: LOTS! (<>..<>)


Michael brooded as he walked down the dim lit streets of Roswell, New Mexico.

It wasn’t fair, he should be the one holding Maria and comforting her. He trusted Max to be there for her like a friend and nothing more, but he still envied him greatly. 

Yes, it had been him who broke things off with Maria, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want her, nor did it mean that he would be any less jealous of any who could get near her. It just meant he was even more jealous, not that he would admit it openly or something crazy like that.

~

‘Oh my god, oh my god,’ it was the only phrase that had come to mind when she saw them; it was still imprinted in her mind. Liz had called Maria and there had been no answer. She knew for a fact she would be home tonight and her mom was gone. So she decided to just walk over to her house to talk.

When she got there she could barely believe her own eyes. There in Max’s arms was none other than Maria DeLuca.

She couldn’t believe her friend would do that to her, nor could she understand why.

Liz was completely lost in her thoughts so when she collided with someone else it made her scream.

~

‘As if crashing into me wasn’t enough!’ Michael thought as he covered his ears.

Liz looked up and instantly shut her mouth.

“Liz?” Michael asked.

“Michael?” Liz asked uncertainly.

He was absolutely amazed that she could still talk, “yeah.”

“How long has it been going on between them?” Liz asked, she couldn’t stop from asking him.

“Since you left.” Michael said thinking back to the first time he had found Max and Maria curled up on her bed.

“They’ve been together for that long and no one bothered to tell me?” Liz asked beyond pissed.

“Together?” Michael was honestly confused now.

“I found them sleeping in each others arms on Maria’s bed.” Liz said as if it explained everything.

“They’re not together.” Michael said trying to explain, “They’re just friends.”

“Then why are they sleeping in the same bed at 1:30 in the morning?” Liz said still ragging.

“They both needed a friend so they confided in each other when they need to talk to someone. Nothing has ever happened between them, well not like that.”  Michael tried again and this time he seemed to reach Liz.

“Oh, why didn’t she tell me?” Liz asked confused.

“Neither of them told me.” Michael offered.

“Well thanks.” Liz said as she started walking home.

“Wait I’ll walk you home.” Michael said as he caught up with her, after all he owed it to Max. He would take care of Liz and Max would take care of Maria when they couldn’t.

“How is he?” Liz asked after walking for a few minutes, while staring at the ground.

Michael looked down at her sympathetically, and then he finally registered that she was expecting an answer. She was asking him this?

This was strange new territory Michael thought as he began to answer her question, “Heartbroken.”

“Well I knew that, but I meant how is he dealing with it?” Liz said.

“He took it real hard, and he’s not going to recover from it quickly, maybe not at all.” Michael said in all honesty. No matter how much he disliked them getting so attached to this place, these people. It had happened anyway to all of them.

“Wonderful.” Liz said sadly.

“Why’d you leave him?” Michael asked.

“You first.” Liz said as she looked over at the taller boy.

“I had to, you?” Michael said trying to weasel his way out of it.

“Ditto.” Liz said in response.

“Being who and what I am will hurt her.” Michael said quickly.

“I couldn’t live with the thought there was a possibility that he would chose me and later regret not choosing her.” Liz said in the same manner.

“He doesn’t want her, and he never will.” Michael reassured her as they reached the crashdown.

“Maria’s a lot tougher than you think. She’s not afraid of being hurt.” Liz said as she unlocked the door.

‘Maybe I am’ Michael thought as she turned around.

“You want to come in and get something to drink or eat?” she asked.

“No thanks, I should be getting home anyway. It’s late.” Michael answered.

She smiled at him; it was her way of saying thank you. He had calmed her down and straightened out a few things for her. It wasn’t a lot, but it made a difference to her.

He just nodded and smiled as he turned and disappeared into the darkness.

This was definitely an interesting beginning for a friendship…

The End