Title: Knowing Your True Love’s Heart
Summary: A follow up to the fic "Timelines". Takes place 2 months later. Altra-Max comes to the real Roswell.
Background: Just be sure and read Timelines. Timelines begins immediately after Balance, so nothing on the show after the Balance actually occurred in this world.
Category: M/L
Rating: PG-13
Author: Anne
E-mail: dreambehr@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: They’re not mine. The characters of Roswell belong to Melinda Metz, the WB, Jason Katims, and all the wonderful people who we all love for starting this wonderful story. I’m just borrowing them! The songs used in this fic are "The Background" by Third Eye Blind (pt 2), "Mystery" by Indigo Girls (pt 1), "Deep Inside of You" by Third Eye Blind (Pt 2), and "I Knew I Loved You" by Savage Garden (pt 3) (aka the song used in EVERY fanfic! It’s so perfect though. I couldn’t think of anything else that would be better!), "Elsewhere" by Sarah McLachlan (Pt 5), "Take My Hand" by Dido (Pt 8). I don’t own them. You know the drill.

Knowing Your True Love’s Heart

Part 1

Liz Parker studied her reflection in her mirror. It was nearly six-o clock, and her boyfriend would be there any moment to pick her up.

Liz sighed. She wanted to look perfect for him tonight. Liz knew Max Evans. She knew him better than anyone else, even his best friend Michael and his sister Isabel at times, and she knew that Max would think she looked good no matter what she looked like, but Liz wanted to blow him away tonight. It was a special night for them, and she wanted everything to be perfect.

Tonight was Liz and Max’s two-month anniversary.

For two months, Liz and Max had been together. Officially together. And Max hadn’t gotten scared, or tried to run, or anything. In fact, since the accident, Max hadn’t seemed to want to let Liz out of his sight, not that she minded or anything. They spent as much time together as humanly possible, and sometimes even more than that. They had even shared some dreams.

Liz had never been happier in her entire life.

Liz’s thoughts were interrupted by a soft rapping on her bedroom door. She couldn’t help but smile. Even his knock was gentle and loving.

"Come in." Liz turned to face him as Max entered her room. He came in and stopped dead in his tracks, as he stared at her.

"Wow…"

Liz blushed. Apparently she had succeeded…

Max shook himself back to reality and produced a single red rose from behind his back.

"For you," he smiled, "Happy Anniversary, Liz."

"Max…" Liz breathed, "It’s beautiful. Thank you."

"No, you’re beautiful." Liz blushed again. "I love you, Liz."

Max leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips, gentle and lovingly. That’s the way Max always treated her, gently, every action filled with love and tenderness. It made Liz love him so much that her heart ached.

"Come on, let’s go." Max said, enveloping her hand with his, and leading her out to the jeep.

Max treated Liz to a wonderful dinner at a Mexican restaurant, with tacos and enchiladas, and strawberry daiquiri’s to top it all off.

Liz watched Max from across the table, smiling and laughing alone with him. It had been a night out of her dreams: she and Max alone together, completely wrapped up in each other. Nothing else mattered. His eyes were constantly worshipping her, and she knew, without a doubt, that hers were doing the same to him. Her life was beautiful as long as he was in it, and Liz couldn’t imagine anything disrupting what they had. Everything was…perfect.

Liz couldn’t help but wonder though, how she got so lucky, to have Max as a part of her life. No, wait, to have Max as her whole life. He was amazing, beautiful, attentive, loving, gentle, and he was all hers. What did she do to deserve him? Sometimes it seemed like he had been picked up and carried across dozens of galaxies, just to be put here for her. But why?

Max was watching Liz as well, watching her face light up as she smiled and laughed, responding to whatever it was that he had just said. He couldn’t even remember anymore. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was her. She was beautiful, vibrant, and full of life. And she was all his.

Max couldn’t help but ask himself what had possessed him to break up with her two months earlier. He had been such an idiot. It didn’t matter now, though, because they were together, and nothing was going to destroy what they had now. He loved her, and she loved him.

What had he done to deserve her? He had never, in his life, expected to have her. Not being different, the way he was. He had always expected to live out his life alone, with no one to hold, no one to love. But he didn’t have to fear that anymore. He had her… And he loved her with all his heart.