FanFic - Max/Liz
"Abduction, Guilt, and Forgiveness"
Part 2
by Kelly
Disclaimer: I've read a bunch of disclaimers, so whatever they say is good enough for me... Basically I don't own them. Boo Hoo Hoo!!!
Summary: Around a month after Balance, Max and Liz get back together. However like the in the history of their relationship though, someone or something interferes. To make it worse, something happens to a majority of the gang. From then on, even though they don't think it can get worse, it does.
Category: Max/Liz
Rating: PG
Authors Note: I know nobody wants to take the time to write feedback, but if you write something and no one responds, its really discouraging. Please tell me how it is, cause I want to make this story really long, but if no one tells you how it is (I want the truth) then its really easy to just give up, so please tell me what you think.
Liz began to feel lightheaded as she read the rest of the letter.

“Liz, I’d don’t know how to say this nicely so I’ll come straight out and just say it, Everything I said today, well, I don’t know why I said it, but I know one thing for sure, I really don’t love you. I guess I felt guilty about breaking with you so suddenly that I wanted you to have a few moments of happiness before I totally left. Sorry if what I just did made it worse. I guess you see more in our relationship then I do. I used to think of you as a hot sexy chick, guess I’m tired of you now, sorry. Anyways, I saw Kyle giving you looks again yesterday, so why don’t you get to know him better again.


PS. – I’m telling Isabel I can’t make it tonight so you’ll have to go alone. Poor, poor baby.”

Liz checked the address. Yeah it was from Max’s name, and he was the only one who knew about them getting back together. Why would he write something like this though? Especially the part about Kyle? Everything had seemed so right a little bit ago. Liz stumbled over to the phone and called Isabel figuring everyone would be there by now. No one answered. She described the situation to the answering machine and then hung up. Immediately she tried Maria. Damn, she had already left! Where was everyone? Still Liz decided to vent to her too, so she told Maria’s machine everything as well.


Max’s heart felt lighter then it had in days. He was finally with the girl he loved, and nothing could ruin his mood. He walked into his house grinning like an idiot. He was shocked however when four very angry people came running down the stairs bumping him and not saying a word. “Isabel! Michael! What’s wrong?” he asked. All Isabel did was throw him a nasty look and said, “Hmmmmmmmm I wonder!” before walking through the door and slamming it behind her. Max didn’t understand what was wrong. He ran upstairs and quickly changed into fresh cloths in case they were going out still, and then ran back downstairs. What was wrong? Had he and Liz gotten the times wrong or something? He had been trying to hurry so much that that it took him longer to get ready then it normally did. When he got outside he realized that they all had left already in Maria’s Jetta. They wouldn’t have gone to the movies yet, so maybe they want to Michael’s. He hopped into the Jeep and drove to Michael’s apartment. Strange, Max thought, there were no familiar cars in the lot, so they obviously weren’t here. Max backed up and headed toward the only other place he could think of, the Crashdown.

Isabel arrived at the Crashdown moments after she and her three friends had left her house. They were all really mad at Max, she could tell by the way Maria kept muttering under her breath and by the faces Michael was making. A few minutes ago, they had been in the kitchen when they heard her phone ring. By the time they got her phone though, the message machine had already recorded the message and the caller had hung up. After listening to a distraught Liz, they tried to call her back, but her line was busy. She couldn’t understand how her brother could do this to Liz, he was supposed to love her. If he really did, then why was he playing games with the poor girl’s head? Isabel parked the Jetta quickly and it wasn’t until she opened her door that she saw the strange black car. This was strange; the Crashdown was closed today. Why would some strange car be in the parking lot? She heard a scream and was almost trampled down by three other people as they all tried to get into the restaurant at the same time. Tables were toppled along with chairs and two strange men were standing over the fallen form of Liz. The men turned and saw them. They ran to attack them, and Alex yelled. But it was all useless, because at that moment 10 other men came from behind them and in no time at all, they were all unconscious on the floor.

Max was really worried. He watched as the speedometer crept past 45 to 55 to 60. He never sped. Why would everyone be rushing over to Liz’s? At least that’s where he thought they were. Had something happened to her? He hit the gas again. He would die if anything happened to her. It was bad enough being on bad terms with her, but never being able to see her? He couldn’t do it. Five minutes later, after crossing town, he pulled into the Crashdown. He was right; Maria’s car was there. He hopped out, really worried now, but nothing scared him more then when he looked into the window and saw that the whole room was a mess. “Liz, Maria, Isabel?” He called. No one answered. He noticed the phone hanging by the cord off the hook. Obviously whatever had happened, happened during a phone call. He rushed over to it, hung it up, picked it back up, and dialed *69. Maybe the person who had been talking to Liz had a clue about what had happened earlier. The number he got back sounded familiar, but he couldn’t quite place who’s it was. He wrote the number down and called it. It rang, rang again, and once more. After the fifth ring, the answering machine picked up. It was Maria’s! He was devastated. She wouldn’t be able to help after all. How though, if Liz had called Maria’s house, and she was at his house, then how did she know to come over here? This question kept running through his mind as he quickly put the chairs in tables in place hoping to avoid her dad’s questioning. He had a feeling that she wasn’t going to be home by the time that she was supposed to be. He wanted it to look like maybe she had just lost track of time, he knew it wouldn’t work long, but he needed all the time he could get. As he put up the last chair he realized that he knew Maria’s mom. Not well, but if he was found in her room with the answering machine, he might be able to come up with a halfway plausible story for her about why he was there. As soon as most of the furniture was righted, Max jumped back into his Jeep and started for Maria’s. It was a quiet drive; no one else was on the road. This left him with time to think. As he watched the yellow stripes pass underneath him, slowly he realized what this all might mean. It hit him with such an impact that he almost swerved off the road. When he arrived at Maria’s he had tears running all down his face. Stop it! He said to himself. It didn’t work. The fact that he might lose Liz, his sister, and his friends scared him. He always had the thoughts of “What if they come for us someday?” “What if we get caught?” running through his head. But somewhere in the back of his mind he never really thought it could happen. “Stop it!” he said out loud this time. It helped a little. The tears started falling more slowly and he was able to get out of the car and walk to Maria’s window. He knocked just in case her mom was in there, no one answered, so he opened it and went in. His eyes immediately went to the answering machine. Yes! Thank God! The light was flashing! Maybe he could find out what happened now and help! With his heart racing he hit the button, the tape rewound and started to play. The first thing he heard was a sobbing voice, Liz’s voice. But what he heard next made him fall down onto the bed in shock.

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