Two Guys and a Girl Two Guys and a Girl By Erin

Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of the Roswell characters, as much as I may wish that I did. They belong to those awesome people at the WB. I'm just borrowing them, so please don't sue me! You'll only get a few DMB CD's and some really cool jewelry. And thank you (to those whom it applies) for letting me borrow your stuff! I appreciate it! (Also, I don’t own Sarah McLachlan’s “Do What You Have to Do.”)

Dedication: To all my teachers... who so kindly let me write this during their classes! Hehe!

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Liz scurried around her room, frantically trying to get ready for The Whits concert that was going to begin in an hour at the old soap factory. She couldn't decide if she should wear her stretchy blue scoop-neck shirt and black pants or what Maria suggested... a pink tube top and tight, leather pants.

She heard a honk and got even more flustered. Max was picking her up for the concert tonight and there was no way that she was going to make him feel comfortable. This Tess thing was just too weird. So she pulled on the tube top and leather pants quickly, ready to make Max go through hell.

Then, Liz ran downstairs, only to find Max... and Michael waiting for her. She went to her father and kissed his cheek, promising that she would be okay and that if anything happened, she would call him. She walked over to companions for the night.

Max was the first to speak after Liz reached them.

"Hey Liz," he said plainly as his eyes combed over her body. They widened when they saw what she was wearing. He wondered if it was coincidence or if it was a plan.

"Hey Max... Michael," Liz said, equally as dull. Max was checking her out! And it looked like he liked what he saw.

"Uh... Michael needed a ride to the concert, so I told him that he could come with us."

"That's great. But Michael, didn't you and Maria already break up? Why do you want to see her now? The poor girl is a wreck. Just don't intend on breaking her heart again," Liz snapped at Michael. The poor boy looked at the ground, obviously feeling guilty. "Well... uh... we should probably head off if we want to get there in time."

Both Michael and Max nodded simultaneously. Liz sighed. Now, she was going to have to spent the evening with two Czechoslovakian males, not just one. What had she gotten herself into?

As they were walking out the doors of the Crashdown, Michael gave Max the 'what was that?' look. Max shrugged and Michael sighed. What had he gotten into?

On the drive top the old soap factory, Max tried desperately to start up a conversation with Liz and Michael. But both of them weren't all there - both were thinking deeply about something. He was positive that Michael's thoughts were on Maria. But Max had no clue what or who Liz was pondering about. He didn't dare ask, so they drove in silence for the rest of the trip.

When they got to the factory, they could already feel the low vibrations of Alex's bass and they could hear the distant music. All three jumped out of the Jeep and ran over to the stage, where The Whits were performing.

On stage, Maria was dancing and singing to a fast beat song. She scanned the crowd, looking for Liz and Max, who were also singing and dancing along with the beat of the song. She finally spotted Liz, followed by Max... and Michael? To be completely honest, she was scared... no, shocked, that Michael had come to their concert. She hoped that Liz hadn't dragged him along to make her happy, because she wasn't. She was furious at Michael because of the last stunt he pulled on her. He had gotten Isabel pregnant from a dream!

When the song ended, the crown whooped and cheered. All the band members grinned like idiots. But Maria and Alex grinned even more. They knew that Michael was going to love their last song. And they started laughing. Their other band mates didn't understand, but they joined in, anyway.

Back in the crowd, Liz and Max were cheering loudly for the band. Michael just stared blankly at the stage... at Maria laughing with Alex. He was lost in deep thought.

Why had he broken Maria's heart again? Why had he thought that she would welcome the idea that Isabel might be pregnant? Why had he embraced and accepted that idea? Would she forgive him? If she didn't, his life would be more unbearable than it already was. And he couldn't live knowing that she would never forgive his mistakes. What the hell was the laughing about, anyway?

The Whits started yet another song. Again, Maria was swaying her hips in time to the low beat of the drums. She was singing straight from her heart as she looked out into the on-looking crowd of teenagers gathered to hear them.

Max and Liz wouldn't talk. The tension between them was enough to kill anyone, so Michael walked away from them. They both clumsily waved good-bye and went back to listening to Maria's cherubic voice.

"Just a few more minutes," Maria mouthed to Alex. She couldn't wait to see the look on Michael's face when he heard their closing song. Alex smiled and nodded, then concentrated on playing the first notes to their next song on his bass. And Maria sang like there was no tomorrow while their fans sang and danced in the crowd.

Max stared intently at Liz. She hadn't talked to him at all. Why had he gone and broken her heart? Now, he knew that she was his soul mate, no matter what Tess said or did. How was he going to be able to tell her that? Would she believe him? Or would she think that he was just using her like a doormat again?

Liz could feel Max's eyes on her as the song ended. God, she wanted to touch him... to kiss him... to feel his hands on her body. Why was he staring at her like that, anyway? Wasn't he supposed to be in love with Tess? She shrugged it off when Maria began talking on the stage.

"Hey everyone!" she called out to the crowd. They responded by cheering and hollering. "Are ya'll ready for our last song?" Again, they cheered and screamed. "For our last song, we thought that we'd do something different. We'd like to welcome Amanda Butler, our pianist, for our version of Sarah McLachlan's song 'You Do What You Have to Do.' Make her welcome, guys." Again, the crown cheered as Amanda walked out on stage and sat down by the piano.

Maria turned back to look at Alex, who was now sitting down beside Amanda on the piano bench. She winked at him. Then, slow, beautiful music floated over the crown, who began pairing off to dance.

Max turned to Liz, who was still standing silently next to him. He didn't ask; he just grabbed her shoulders and pulled her over to him. Liz smiled up at him and Max released the breath he didn't realize that he had been holding.

"I'm sorry," he whispered into her ear.

"I know," was all she said, as she moved closer to him.

Michael started to leave the soap factory. Maria hadn't looked at him all night and he didn't want to stay long enough to hear another tirade from Liz or Maria. He figured that he would walk home and let Max and Liz finish patching up, since they were already dancing. They needed time alone. The thought of Max and Liz disgusted him. How come Maria couldn't be as forgiving as Liz? But most of all, how come he couldn't be more like his best friend?

Then, Maria began to sing. Her voice floated over the crowd and they all were captured by its beauty.

"What ravages of spirit
conjured this tempestuous rage?
Created you a monster,
broken by the rules of love.
And fate has led you through it.
You do what you have to do.
And fate has led you through it.
You do what you have to do.
"

Michael stopped and turned around slowly. Sure enough, Maria was gazing at him... and was singing about him, too.

"But I have a sense to recognize
that I don't know how to let you go.
"

On stage, Maria kept watching Michael... her Michael. Why couldn't life just go back to normal? Why couldn't she forgive him and take him back? But she knew that deep down, if she kept forgiving him, she would get hurt even more.

"Every moment marked
with apparitions of your soul.
I'm ever swiftly moving
trying to escape this desire.
The yearning to be near you,
I do what I have to do.
"

Max and Liz danced, both listening to Maria's amazing voice and her wonderful version of the song. It spoke to everyone, but they both knew that Maria was singing from the heart about Michael and the things he had done to her.

"But I have a sense to recognize
that I don't know how to let you go.
I don't know how to let you go.
"

Maria kept singing, even though the tears were now welling up in her eyes. She had to get this message across to the crowd, to Liz and Max, and most of all, to Michael. This was her plea to him. And then, the tears spilled over and began to run down her cheeks. But she couldn't stop. No, she wouldn't stop.

"A glowing ember
burning hot,
burning slow.
Deep within I'm shaken by the violence of existing
for only you.
I know I can't be with you.
I do what I have to do.
I know I can't be with you.
I do what I have to do.
"

Sobs could be heard from the crowd. The audience was obviously as touched by the song as Maria was. And Maria smiled through her tears, glad to know that they were receiving the message. She looked at Michael and found him staring back at her with his face twisted in agony. He was obviously getting the message, too.

"But I have a sense to recognize
that I don't know how to let you go.
I don't know how to let you go.
I don't know how to let you go.
I don't know how... to let you go.
"

Michael could only watch. He couldn't move his legs, even though he wanted... needed... them to move so he could get home. But they wouldn't budge and all he could do was watch and listen to Maria sing so adamantly about the pain he caused her. He wanted to reach out and brush the tears off her cheeks and tell her that everything would be all right. Because everything wouldn't be all right. He had gotten Isabel pregnant and he was paying for his mistake now. But one day, when she was ready to listen to him, he would tell her that she occupied his every thought and most of all, through all the hard times they had gone through, that he still loved her.


The End