A/N –in the Pilot episode, Larry and his girlfriend did not see Liz clearly. No afterward, talking.

The Next Day

There was a huge rush at the CrashDown Saturday afternoon and Liz was already bombarded with the complications of Max Evans. And not to mention Maria was freaking out because her mom, Amy DeLuca, and Kyle's dad, Jim Valenti, are dating and it is apparently getting pretty serious. Liz thought it was kind of sweet that two middle age people finally found each other in their life.

"Hey Parker, lookin' good."

Liz looked up to the voice. "Sean, get a life, or hey maybe go back to Sing Sing." Liz quirked.

Sean smiled mischievously. "You're cute when you're funny."

"And you're cute with my foot up your ass." Liz exclaimed.

Liz smiled as Sean walked out of the CrashDown.

Then the one person that Liz was trying to avoid yet wanted to speak with just walked in. Max looked at her and then he walked right back out the doors that led to the CrashDown.

'Damn him' thought Liz. 'I wanted, no I need to speak with him.' Liz continued to clean up the booth that happened to be the same one that said boy had saved her just last month. Since he had saved her life, all of her close friends had come upon the secret and the aliens had all paired off with the respected other. Isabel and Alex had finally gotten together after Isabel broke down in front of Alex's house. Alex had gotten home and found Isabel passed out on the porch. From then on, they had been the number one couple at school. Number two couple had passed down to Michael and Maria, surprisingly. They have actually been kissing and hugging in school, of course, without any teachers in the view of them. Michael had finally taken Maria on the much desired date that he actually paid for. Number three couple was Max and Liz, which left everyone at Roswell High quite surprised. Valenti had almost convicted Max of being not of this world, and Max and Liz's relationship had take a turn for the worse. Of course, they still dated, but they never really talked. Max kept pushing Liz away. Honestly, Liz loved Max, but Sean also had a certain loveable appeal.

"Chica! The table is clean!" exclaimed Maria.

"What?" Liz asked.

"If you rub that table anymore you're going to burn a hole in it!" Maria said.

Liz shoved the wash rag into her apron and walked to the newly filled table.

"Hi, my name is Liz and I will be your waitress. What can I get for you two?" Liz asked the couple politely. They certainly were an odd couple.

"Lean in closer." The man said.

Liz did.

"Do you know Max Evans?" He asked.

Liz nodded, not able to speak. What did this man know? Liz thought.

"Was he here in the CrashDown when there was a certain shooting?" He asked.

"Why is this any of your business?" Liz asked sweetly, trying not to be rude.

"Look, cut the bull Shirley Temple." The man raised his voice.

"Larry, cool it, she is a girl. She probably wouldn't know. She wasn't focusing on who was in the restaurant when there was a crisis going on." The lady reasoned with Larry.

"Yah, I think you need to calm down, Sir." Jim Valenti ordered.

Later that night, the man sat at home. The boy had avoided him today. He was definitely going to pay. I am going to make him hurt so bad that he has to use all the strength that he had left after our extenuating activity to heal himself. The man leaned over the side of the chair and grabbed a beer that was in the cooler.

"Dad? I'm home." A teenage voice said. "Are you here?"

"Yeah, I'm in the living room. What do you need?" He asked.

"I don't really need anything. I just wondered if you were home. Your never really home anymore. You're always busy with work and it seems as if you never have time for me anymore. I have to admit that I miss my father." He said.

"Son, you need to shut the hell up and deal with it." He paused. "I'm sorry I sad that."

"No, it's fine Dad. I'm sorry."

"No, it's not okay. I'm just under a lot of stress with work lately and I accidentally took it out on you. You don't deserve that and I apologize. Will you forgive me?" He asked his son.

"Yeah, of course. You're my dad, and I realize that you are busy with and work and such. Anyway, I know that you didn't mean what you said." He sighed/

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Nothing." His son said quickly.

"Son, I know you well enough to know when you are lying. What's going on?" He asked.

"Well, there's this girl and her 'supposed boyfriend', Max Evans. He is driving me crazy. Liz broke up with me to go out with a nobody like him. It just really pisses me off. Sorry, I needed to vent." He said like a moody teenager.

"I don't really know how to deal with these teenage problems, but when I was a kid, I would just beat the shit out of the asshole. Let things go from there." His father said.

"You wouldn't mind?" He asked surprised.

"Not at all. I did it as a kid and look how respected I am in this town." He said grinning to himself, even after his son left the room. Great! Now if my son beats him like crazy, I may not allow him to heal his pains right after a beating. Go on son. Go on. Do what I can't do in the open.

Across town, Liz Parker was sitting on her lawn chair, blanket wrapped tightly around herself. She was writing in her diary, while thoughts of Mac, again, flooded her mind. She laid her pen down and began to think about her life. Yeah, sure she gained her life back, but she also lost many things that made her life… normal. She looked up at the Roswell, New Mexico night sky. Don't get her wrong, she was thrilled that she had finally found her soul mate, her other half, her-her mate. Liz threw her journal and pen on the ground and pulled her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around them as she lowered her head and began to cry. She was so engrossed in her own pity party that she didn't even hear the little familiar noise on the fire escape ladder or the silent footsteps coming towards her. Then, suddenly, Liz felt another body on her chair. She immediately knew who it was and she curled into the figure and finally found relaxation.

"Shh Liz, it is okay baby. Shh." Max caressed Liz's back as he rubbed her hair.

"I am sorry." Liz mumbled into Max's chest.

"For what?" Max asked.

"For whatever I did last night, I mean was I too pushy? Because I didn't mean to, I was just really happy that we were together." Liz said so fast Mac could barely understand what she was apologizing for.

"No. no. That wasn't it at all. I just had some…stuff to take of. But, I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. Something came over me." Max gave an irritated sigh at himself, and then brought Liz's face in his hands. "Forgive me?"

Liz looked at Max intently. She was searching for any lies of secrets. All she could find was fear. She just thought it was fear of losing her, so she forgave him with all her heart.

"I forgive you, Max." She kissed him sweetly and quickly.

Max smiled, and a wave of relief washed over him. He took her in his arms once more and then kissed her a bit more passionately.

"Well, I am getting a bit tired. Sorry…" Liz whispered.

"No, it's fine. I will watch you go to sleep, and then I will go on home. After what I heard about the CrashDown incident, I don't think it is safe for you to be here by yourself." Max said. Liz nodded, and thanked him for being so protective. Then she kissed him once more before gathering up her journal and pen.

About an hour later, Liz finally settled down and was asleep.

Max heard footsteps on the ladder. He squared his shoulders; ready to fight whoever the bastard was that's trying to molest his precious Liz.

Hey, Maxie boy."

Once Max heard the annoying voice of Kyle Valenti, he met Kyle on the ladder and forced him to go back to the pavement, as to not wake Liz up. Kyle rushed to the ground before he was ambushed by Max. Like hell was Kyle going to let Max Evans, the stupid ass, push him around.

"What do you want, Kyle?" Max asked.

"Nothing much, except…" Kyle caught Max unprepared, and landed a straight punch to the jaw. "My fist in your face, which I see that I just accomplished." Kyle concluded.

"Kyle, seriously, don't mess with me. At least, not here where Liz is. I'm betting that you want to get me back for taking Liz from you, right?" Max asked calmly.

"Right as hell." Kyle replied.

"Do you really think that Liz would be impressed that you are trying to beat up her boyfriend in front of the restaurant that her parents own, and at the bottom of her room?"

Kyle remained silent, but he looked uncertain. His face hardened and he turned to look Max straight in the face, eye to eye, never breaking contact. "I think you meant beating up, not trying." Kyle said as two people appeared behind Max and grabbed each of his arms. Kyle's friends held on to Max as Kyle did his own personal torture to Max in front of Liz Parker's home.

Kyle kneed him in the groin, punched him repeatedly in the stomach, which clearly produced loud cracks as some of Max's ribs broke, and then the unexpected happened. Kyle's friends let go of Max's arms after ten minutes of his torture. Max dropped to the ground coughing up blood as Kyle's friends produced identical baseball bats. One hit Max on the knee and the other hit on the back of the knee as Max tried to stand. This new torture, that Max was definitely used to, but would never on his life tell, was making Max lose consciousness. He tried to tell them to stop, but he lost all power to form a sentence. Kyle began to hit Max on the head, and Max finally succumbed.

Kyle's friends continued to beat Max, even as he lost consciousness. Kyle finally realized that they were going too far. This was too much. They way that they were going at Max, made it seem like they wanted to kill him, not beat the shit out of him.

"Guys? Guys! Stop it! Stop it!" Kyle yelled as loud as he dared to so that he wouldn't wake Liz.

"What?" They asked.

"That's enough. We don't want to kill him." Kyle said.

"Who said we didn't?" They asked.

"What?" Kyle asked shocked.

"Nothing, it's just that this is the second time that you have gotten us to deal with the Evans problem, and we just thought that we should get rid of him permanently." One of the guys reasoned.

"Oh, well, it's fine. We don't need to kill him. I think we did enough." Kyle said.

"Alright, but what should we do with him? Leave him here, or take him somewhere?"

"I have an excellent idea." Kyle said as if a light bulb had gone off in his brain.

Kyle's friends lifted Max and took him to their vehicle. They threw Max in the trunk of the car and drove away.

Liz stared from the balcony, too scared to move. Poor Max.

Half an hour later, Kyle and his friends drove away from the Evans home.

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