Soaring With Angels - Part 20




(October 12th, 1999)

When Max awoke he went searching for Isabel and found her in the kitchen having breakfast with their parents. He was so excited that he could hardly keep still but he forced himself to take a seat at the table and concentrate on eating.

Not long afterward their parents rose from the table.

“We’re going shopping,” Diane said. “We’ll be gone for a few hours. Do either of you want to come?”

Max and Isabel both shook their heads.

Diane smiled and kissed them both. “Okay, have a good day.”

Philip opened the door to go outside and met Michael coming in.

“Hey,” Michael greeted them.

“See you later, Michael,” Diane and Philip said, closing the door behind them.

Max looked at Isabel and Michael and saw the same stunned expressions on their faces. “You both had the dream too.”

Isabel and Michael nodded.

The TV was on in the background but no one was paying attention to the news bulletin.

“Last night the small town of Copper Summit, Arizona, and all of its one-hundred and twenty residents, was completely destroyed in a freak explosion. Authorities say the first indications are that flammable gases built up in old mine tunnels that riddle the area…”


Liz watched Max, Isabel and Michael through the kitchen window. She wished that she could hear the conversation as they discussed the vision she had given them, but the incredulous look on Michael’s face spoke volumes.

Liz smiled, thinking of the vision she had placed in their minds. She had used the image that Max’s real mother had used in the message in orbs, a beautiful woman surrounded by shining, heavenly light, making her appear as an angel, and Liz had added the image of an equally ethereal man.

With a soft voice the woman told them of their past and their destiny.

“My children, you are not from this world. Our planet was destroyed in a millennium-long war with our enemies, and you are the last of our kind. We, your parents, placed this message in your minds to be activated when you came of age to understand. But unfortunately by the time you receive the message we will have been long dead, and will never have the opportunity to know you.”

“My sons and daughter, you have the powers of our people, and each of you have a different gift. My daughter you have the power to enter minds and alter dreams. My younger son, you have the power of destruction, and my elder son you have the power to heal. Learn how to use these gifts well, how to control them, so you can live among the humans undetected.”

“We brought you to Earth and gave you half-human bodies so that you might have a chance at life. Find human mates who you can trust, who are worthy of your love, and make a life, have children of your own, and be happy.”

“We love you very much, our children, and wish you joy for the future.”


An hour later Max headed for the Jeep.

Liz followed him, unsurprised when he drove straight to the Crashdown. He parked and glanced inside the restaurant, and when he didn’t see her younger self inside, he crossed to the ladder and climbed up.

Liz stood in the alley below and listened as Max knocked on the window.

She heard her younger self greet him. “Hey Max. What are you doing here?”

“It’s incredible Liz,” she heard Max say. “I had this dream last night. A vision.”

Her younger self sounded confused. “A vision?”

Max explained. “It was implanted into the three of us by our parents, our real parents, and activated when we got old enough to understand. We were sent here from a dead planet to make a life, to find love. It said we can be together Liz. That’s why I was sent here and was born at this time. To be with you. To love you. I believe with everything that’s in me that we were meant to be together. That’s why you were shot, so I could heal you and show you my true self. It’s destiny.”

In the alley below Liz smiled as she heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing from the balcony. There was nothing standing between Max and Liz now.

She remembered that this was the night she and her Max had gone to see River Dog, one of the key elements that had set the whole mess in motion. But that would never happen to this Max and Liz. She had seen to it.

Once she had believed that she couldn’t control everything, she couldn’t fix everything, but that was before. This time she had all the facts, all the power. Unlike future Max, she hadn’t focused on one item, or one event. She had erased the path to the alien’s past, the path to Antar that had ruined everything. Granted she didn’t know exactly what would happen in the future but somehow she had a feeling that everything would turn out the way it should, and Max and Liz and everyone else would live happily ever after.

She only had one final task.


(The Pod Chamber)

From her bag Liz emptied all of the alien artifacts she had gathered onto the floor of the Granolith chamber, the healing stones, Atherton’s necklace, the alien book, the chevron-shaped amplifier, and the orb, almost everything that had come from Antar. She knew there was another orb locked in the Special Unit’s vault but it didn’t matter. It would never see the light of day, and more importantly Max, Isabel and Michael would never know about it.

Liz passed her hand over the artifacts, using her powers to super-heat them, melting them into the floor. Briefly she wondered what her fate would be and a shiver of fear passed through her, but she pushed it aside. She had done terrible things to save them all, but she would do them all again. She had done what was necessary.

Max, Michael and Isabel would never remember their real past without help, they would never take dangerous risks to discover the truth, and no one would ever hunt them. She had given them a past, a history and a destiny. They would be content and feel free to live their lives and find happiness. And most importantly Max would grow into the good man that Liz knew he was destined to be.

And it was destiny, Liz believed that wholeheartedly. Something had caused her visions of how to save Max and somehow she just knew her plan would work. Technically she should have disappeared when she had destroyed the photo and key in Valenti’s files. That single act would have majorly altered the future, but she had known she would be able to continue. Whether it was intuition, or her powers, or destiny, Liz had believed in it enough to know she would be successful. It had taken three lifetimes on two different planets and the alteration of two differerent timelines, it had cost the lives of millions, and quite probably her own soul, but finally everything was as it should be.

Taking a control crystal out of her pocket, Liz inserted it into the base of the Granolith. Sighing with relief, she sat down on the floor and waited as the machine whirred to life. She had set the Granolith to self-destruct, and with it the pod chamber, and herself, and any vestiges of the aliens’ past would be destroyed.

Liz could feel the power in the room building with every moment, and the glow from the Granolith increased in brightness until Liz was forced to close her eyes against it. The amount of power pressing against her was like a physical object and it was becoming hard for her to breath. It was only a matter of moments until it was all over.

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day

She allowed herself to think about her Max for one of the first times since she had killed him. And as if her thoughts had conjured him, suddenly he was before her.

I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

Their connection flared back to life and Liz felt his emotions flood through her. She thought he would be furious because she’d killed him, but all she felt was his overwhelming love burning brightly.

in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

Max’s eyes met hers and he smiled as he reached his upturned hand out toward her.

Liz didn’t hesitate and placed her hand in his. At Max’s side was where she belonged, no matter where it led her.

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness
oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

Max enfolded her in his strong arms and gently placed a kiss on her forehead. I love you Liz, he said through their connection.

Liz leaned into him sighing in contentment, finally home. I love you too. They would probably go to hell for all of the things they had done, but at least they’d be together.


in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

The light from the Granolith flared to an impossible level and then everything went black.


(Liz’s Balcony)

Max held Liz in his arms as they lay in her recliner, both of them just content to be together. He placed a soft kiss on her head and inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. For the first time in his life he felt whole and perfectly content. He had never wanted anything more than to be with her, and the vision from his parents had made all of his dreams come true.

A sudden flash of light in the distance drew Max and Liz’s attention.

“What was that?” Liz asked.

Max shook his head. “I don’t know,” he said with a smile. “All of my attention was focused elsewhere.”

Liz smiled at him and Max felt his heart skip a beat. He smiled back, touching her face gently. “But I think it must have been a shooting star,” he said solemnly. “A sign from the heavens that were meant to be together.”

Liz touched his face. “So if you can read the stars Max Evans, tell me, what’s my destiny?”

Max sighed and leaned down, closing the distance between them. “I don’t know exactly what will happen. I can only tell you the parts I’m hoping for,” he whispered. “But no matter what, I’m sure the story ends with happily ever after,” he promised, and he sealed his words with a kiss.



Or is it?

How about a do-over?

I love the fact that the same event could be interperted many different ways. That is what inspired to write this story in the first place. And like any good mystery I threw in a few red herrings to hopefully keep the reader off balance. But somewhere in the middle of writing this, my mind started to explore some of those other posibilities.

Have you ever read a story and wished it would go a different direction, or thought of a different ending? As a writer I often come up several different scenarios and endings even for my own stories, like a choose-your-own-adventure if you will. I mentioned this to my beta Ellie and she suggested I should write the other endings for this story.

So I did.

And don’t worry babes, in all of these alt endings Max is good.

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