Title: Ruined
Author: MistressKitty [formerly Josephine]
Summary: A Tess bashing fic with no real plot, Isabel POV
Rating: PG for some stong language

Ruined

Tess Harding ruined my life. She didn't MEAN to of course. She was only ttying to ensure we would follow our damn "destinies". I always believed the philosophy that you create your own destiny. Having something "meant to be" made me a lesser being.

As long as I was doing what my parents wanted me to do- then okay. But, I didn't even KNOW my parents, my alien parents.

Following my "destiny" isn't going to be easy. I always thought of Max and Michael as my brothers, but somehow, Michael and I are "destined" to marry and have children.

The day Tess Harding walked into our lives, the world blew apart. She showed up with her way of manipulating, her slutty clothes, her seductive gazes towards Max. And her mind control.

I thought she was my friend. Yeah, my friend Tess, the one who is never too sweet. The one who used my brother's mind. The friend who ruined my life.

She thought we'd be willing, and receptive to her "guidance", to her mind control, appealing to our alien side.

She was "one of us", but she wasn't.

She thought she'd waltz into Roswell, take Max and leave on her way, but there were three things she didn't take into consideration. Liz, Alex and Maria.

She didn't expect us to be happy. She thought we'd be looking for a way out of the boring human life.
So she made up things we thought she really knew. By trying to impress us, she ruined our lives, like I said.

She created the book, lureing us into her black hole of destiny. Filling our minds with sugar-sweet visions of peace, and created love.

But you know what, Tess? Love happens. And I loved- still love Alex. Nothing you could say or do could ever change that.

And I know that whatever you do, wherever you take him, Max will still love Liz. You don't create love, whore -I have other names for you- may you rot in hell.

How dare you, TESS, screw with Michael's head telling him you were his sister. You will never know how much that tore him apart. he had been alone for so long, and he had a SISTER???

But no, you Tess got the alien father with the heart of stone while Michael went to hell and back with Hank. His only solace was Maria- but no, he can't have HER either!

Are all of us so damned never to be happy again? And all because of you, Tess, the sugar sweet demon in disguise.

You could have ended your lies and facade and been forgiven, but NO you didn't stop, you "couldn't stop", you WOULDN'T stop.

One day there was Alex, holding me and telling me everything was going to be alright. I cried on his shoulder Tess, and then you took him away from me.

And you took Maria from Michael- I saw him weep.

And when you took Liz from Max, I thought he would die.

Damn these tears, and Damn you, TESS! Damn you!

Tess Harding walking into my life a year ago now. Tess Harding ruined my life.



Title: Shattered Destiny
Author: MistressKitty (cookingwithedna@hotmail.com) [formerly Josephine]
Pairing: Max and Tess, and Max and Liz.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell. The song, "Wait" is by Sarah McLachlan.
Thanks: To Allana my faithful beta reader! And to Beth, who is *gasp* reading my fanfic again!
POV: Tess


Under a blackened sky
Far beyond the glaring streetlights
Sleeping on empty dreams
The vultures lie in wait.
--
They are all waiting for me.

They are waiting for me to give up, give in to this pain. It's turned into a dull ache now, tingling on the edge of my consciousness.

I am in danger- that's the only reason they are here. Otherwise- they don't care. I can't go to the hospital because using human blood is too much of a liability, and it wouldn't really work
anyway.

I've been in labor for 22 hours, and I feel numb.

They pretend I don't know that they want me dead. They won't let it happen, but they want me out of the way anyway. They can't help their hearts' secret desires. With me gone they could forget about destiny and live their lives they way they wanted to.

Max and I married three years ago, and then I was a naive little girl and I actually believed that he loved me.

Now three years later, I know the truth.

Liz is the one who actually told me. We've become suprizingly close over the years, since
Michael and Isabel live together in an apartment on the outskirts of town. Alex lives close by,
but he is always out with Maria (who still lives with her mother). The two are engaged. I
suppose Liz had no one else to turn to, so she picked me as her new best friend. Which can be
awkward since I can tell she it still in love with max.

On her son's first half birthday, Liz invited me over to her condo. Max and I had been married
for about a year and eight months at the time. While Caleb napped, Liz told me all about our
senior year of high school. About how she was forced to give Max up because of what Future
Max had told her. I didn't believe her. I honestly thought Max loved me for who I was- not
because I was his second choice.

I stormed home that day and confronted him about it. He said it couldn't possibly be true, and
not to listen to Liz any longer.

But after that things began falling apart.
--
You lay down beside me then
You were with me every waking hour
So close I could feel your breath.
--
Max stopped being affectionate with me unless I questioned him about it. Then for a few days it would be like I was the only other person in the world- the universe.

But after those few days he would be cold and standoffish again. And he would stare at me,
watching me, daring me.

He would work late at the office, and leave early in the morning just to avoid my pleading face.

I would spend my days cooking and cleaning- making sure everything was perfect for him.
Four days out of the week I watched Caleb while Liz was at work. Some Fridays she was off,
and other's he stayed with Maria.

I began to notice- or perhaps realize- that Caleb definitely had Max's eyes.

But I knew when things got really bad, because Kyle Valenti, the Sheriff, offered me room and
board should "Max ever do anything to hurt you."

That's when I got pregnant.
--
When all we wanted was the dream
To have and hold that precious little thing
Like every generation yields
The newborn hope unjaded by their years.
--
So here I am, huddled on this bed, another contraction slamming through me. A strangled
scream escapes my mouth. I have never experienced pain like this. Max, Michael and Isabel
could make it easier on me, but they are afraid to come anywhere near.

I'm pushing for all I'm worth, my knuckles burnt white gripped around a bundle of sheets.

This was never what I envisioned when I pictured my life with Max Evans. I never thought he
wouldn't love me, I never realized that no one really wanted me here. I am sure that they never pictured me when they dreamt of their futures. Everything was flowery convention all around. Max with Liz (the soul mates), Michael with Maria (the love-hate-but-don't-you-love-it? relationship), and Alex with Isabel (the more-that-best-friends). Of course it's my fault. Who else would have dared to break up their universe for a stupid thing like destiny?

All I wanted is what every girl wants- someone to love her, take care of her. Now I hate myself for wanting something that I could never really have.

I scream one last scream, and it is al over, I collapse onto the bed and I hear another scream, that of a child, before I pass out.
--
Pressed up against the glass
I found myself wanting sympathy
But to be consumed again
Oh, I know would be the death of me.
--
Liz Parker is holding my daughter, and I am more jealous than I have ever been before. it's not enough that she hold's my husbands *love*- but she carries my child as well.

I lay here motionless, too exhausted to move. I wish someone would come to me, smile and say that everything will be fine. They will tell me that of course Max loves you, it's just a fluke, dear. Caleb looks *nothing* like your husband- your eyes are playing tricks on you again, dear. Destiny is the best way of doing things, everyone knows that, Tessie.

I realize that the person is all in my head- a figment of my desperate imagination. It seems as if my whole existence has been the same.

I want to cry.
--
And there is a love that's inherently given
A kind of blindness offered to deceive
And in that light of forbidden joy
Oh I know I won't receive it.
--
I cannot name this precious bundle of pink blankets and blond fuzz. her brown eyes are closed
now, but I can still see them peering up at me, as thought I can hear her tiny voice saying please, mother. I wish this were a real family.

I wish this too, I tell her in return.

I should be happy... and yet I cannot find the strength to even smile. Max will not look at her,
the baby I hold in my arms. I know what he is thinking. Everything in permanent now- he has a child, and he would never sacrifice his baby for his happiness.

In a way I wish he would. Then I wouldn't have to be so disappointed later.
--
You know if I leave you now
It doesn't mean that I love you any less
it's just his state I'm in
I can't be good to anyone else like this.
--
I write the note in my shaky handwriting. Tears struggle to emancipate themselves from behind me ever but I refuse to let them. Instead, I concentrate on breathing.

I'm sorry, I write. I know everything, and I can't stay here with you any longer. I can walk away now and leave you to your life. Live it any way you like.

I am leaving the baby on Liz Parker's doorstep, no matter how cliché it sounds. my girl should
really be her's. I'm sorry that I will never get to be a mother to my first daughter, but I know that it's the right thing to do.

I run.
--
When all we wanted was the dream
To have and to hold that precious little thing
Like every generation yields
The newborn hope unjaded by their years.
--
The Sheriff opened the door, suprised to see me on the other side.

"You said I could stay here..." I whisper, the tears pushing ever harder.

"That I did."
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The End
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