Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-13/? - 12/26/18

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Re: Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-11/? - 12/03/18

Postby keepsmiling7 » Mon Dec 03, 2018 3:09 pm

Wow......that was some honeymoon for M and M.
Michael's world defies logic.........
I don't see this honeymoon ending anytime soon.
Maria's flash.........pregnant??
Ava is handy to have around. I don't know about Kal.
Thanks for the new part, Carolyn

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Re: Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-12/? - 12/10/18

Postby Fidomom » Mon Dec 10, 2018 8:11 am

@keepsmiling7- Yes The Honeymooners are always at it, one way or another, lol! Ava is very handy to have around and she's fun for me to imagine. Kal is annoying but somewhat useful, so for now he's ... there.
Here ... have another new part! Glad you're still reading this, Carolyn - thanks. :)

~FM :)

Title: Finding Something Better
Author: Fidomom
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is only loosely based on characters from the 1999-2002 tv series Roswell as I imagine they could be from different points throughout and beyond the three seasons of the show. I am not affiliated with any of the original creations nor creators from the series. I will make no monetary gains from publishing this work of fiction.
Pairings/Characters/Category: Michael & Maria, Max & Liz, Kyle, Isabel & Ava, CC, UC, AU, w/Aliens
Rating: Teen
Summary: This chapter - The crew has a lot to process and Isabel is faced with a difficult choice.
Author's Note: warnings=

Finding Something Better
by Fidomom

Chapter Twelve

As soon as Maria had left the kitchen to try to prove Kal wrong, Michael started to ask Kal, "So if she really is this Com-", and Michael felt the air thicken around him.

One second he was standing in the kitchen, talking and in the next blink, he was in the living room, naked, standing behind Maria. He had felt no sensation of movement, at all. Had no recollection of the process, even. He heard her call out to the others, as she took a step toward the kitchen and he interrupted her departure, "Uhh, Maria? Behind you."

Maria let out a startled yelp and spun toward him, to look. She quickly processed his lack of clothing and was just about to ask for someone to bring him some clothes, when Max hurried into the living room, looking anxious.

Piled in his arms, were Michael's clothes that he'd been wearing moments ago. Max spoke to Maria, "So he ended up where you specifically wanted? It happened so fast. I had to make sure he was still here and not, you know, somewhere unintended. Here, take these. I'll, uhh, I'll go tell the others that he's still here."

Maria accepted the clothes from Max, mostly shielding Michael from view and when Max was gone, she gave Michael's clothes back to him. Michael dressed quickly, then called out to the others, "It's safe to come in here, now, guys!"

Maria was pensive as she looked around at all of them and then she set her eyes on Kal and she laughed humourlessly, as she accused him, "You did this! For some reason, you want us to think I'm some Commander or something and you used alien powers to make that happen! It was all your idea, right down to him being naked!"

Michael put a hand on her forearm and said quietly, "I don't think it was him, Maria. Just before it happened, I felt a familiar sensation. The same weird air as the magnet thing. He wasn't in our hotel room with us. I think it was you doing that, to us, after all."

Maria objected, "I told you, Michael, I wouldn't do that to you! Why would I do that?"

Michael shrugged and supposed out loud, "Maybe because your feelings were stronger than your reason, just then? You knew why I had to leave the room, it made sense, and so you had no reason for me to not go out to the car but emotionally? You didn't want me to go and leave you in that room, all by yourself, so you kept me with you."

Maria scoffed and accused woundedly, "Great, so now you're back to blaming me for that, all over again!"

Michael shook his head and held her hand, as he corrected, "Not just you. Me too. From what Kojak says, I gave you permission and I didn't exactly resist the pull; I wasn't thrilled about leaving your side, either. It was a mutual thing, I think.

Never mind that I complained about it. I complained about falling in love with you, too, but it didn't make me not fall for you. We found a compromise that worked for us and it stopped."

Maria was starting to accept his version of events but then she shook her head and denied it all, "Nope! No, Michael. I'm a simple human girl! I'm not a Commander of anything! All of this stuff is alien powers stuff; it has nothing to do with me! It just doesn't, okay?"

Michael chuckled wryly and mused, "I may not have had all the facts when I said it, but I wasn't wrong when I told you, that you are a force to be reckoned with. I think I believe what Kojak and Ava believe.

Maybe I even believe Madame Vivian, now. It was a hell of a thing she said to me, when it later becomes a possibility that you are this Commander that Kojak and Ava have talked about.

Believe in the love? That is what she said, right? Do you? Because I'm kind of leaning in that direction, right now.

I mean, in the space of a thought, I wound up in another room, naked."

Maria looked at him without speaking for several seconds and then she suggested, "Or maybe me being someone important, like this Commander being, works for you because it might save my life, if it turns out, that I really am pregnant?"

He didn't deny it and said softly, "Yeah, that, too."

Kal piped up in interest, "Pregnant? A pregnant Commander? I've never heard of such a thing!"

Isabel quipped impatiently, "Well, considering you didn't know the Commander could be a human being, either, then just your say so, on what is and isn't normal, doesn't carry much weight, anymore, now does it?!"

Michael emphasised to Kal, "If she is pregnant, I'm the father. Is she gonna die? Is my child going to kill her? I need to know, Kojak!"

When Kal didn't answer right away, Max ordered irritably, "Answer him, Kal."

Kal huffed impatiently and said in indignation, "I'm not resisting answering, Your Highness, I simply can't answer because as the Royal Princess has pointed out, I don't know the answer! I'm not psychic!"

Liz tried to reason with Kal politely but firmly, "But it's on you as the Royal Protector, to help us figure out the answer. Even if you don't know, as much as you thought you did, you still know more than we do.

If Maria is as important, as you seem to believe, then you have to help us ensure that she survives. It's as simple as that, because whatever else Maria may or may not be, to anyone else, she is my sole surviving best friend. I will not lose her, too and you need to understand that, Mr. Langley!"

Michael sent Liz a look of gratitude and he implored Kal, "Tell us what we need to do, going forward, to make sure that my wife lives."

Kal sighed and suggested, "First, we need to determine if she actually is pregnant. I'll have to touch her to see inside of her abdomen."

Maria seemed wary but she nodded and Michael said, "Okay. Do it."

Kal's hand was less than six inches from making contact, when he suddenly flew backwards three feet.

The hybrid members of the crew all looked at each other and asked, "Did you do that?"

Kal answered for them, "No. None of you did that. It was the baby."

Michael asked worriedly, "So Maria is pregnant? Our kid has powers?"

Kal answered, "I have no idea, yet, if Maria is pregnant or not. I was talking about the other one that definitely is here and is more powerful than I was ready for."

Everyone asked at once, "Lex did that?"

Kal sighed and answered, "No, not him, either. The other one. The one Her Royal Highness has neglected to tell me, that she is expecting."

Max asked in confusion, "You mean, Isabel? What?,

"Isabel, are you pregnant?"

Isabel's eyes teared up and she admitted, "I think so. Okay, I guess, thanks to Mr. Langley, I know so. Yes, I'm having another baby."

Everyone turned to Kyle and Max asked him point blank, "You got my sister pregnant?"

Kyle's eyes widened, he held up surrender hands and he denied, "What? Me? Noooo! She's still married to Jesse! I wouldn't. I couldn't!"

Michael asked in utter confusion, "Well, then who's the father?"

Isabel's teary eyes spilled over and she whispered, "You are, Michael. I'm pregnant with your child."

Michael saw Maria's eyes overflow, too and he hastily refuted Isabel's claim, "Maria, no! I'm not the father! I wouldn't do that to you! I promised you that I would never! I didn't! I swear, I didn't!,

"Isabel why would you lie about this? Tell her that I didn't do this, please!"

Maria answered confidently, "I know you didn't, spaceboy. I did."

Michael asked in confusion, "What do you mean? What are you saying, right now?"

Maria answered, "I knew that you would keep your promise to me for the rest of your life, if I let you. I heard Isabel ask you and I heard you decline. I wasn't about to let two people I care about, suffer or be deprived of joy just to spare my feelings or my pride being hurt.

I provided her with the means to end her painful condition and the means to make sure that you'd get to realise your dream of being a Dad. I love you, too much to stand in the way of that, Michael.

Of course I had no idea, at the time, that I might wind up pregnant, too and I didn't even know if it would work but I had to at least give her the option."

Michael guessed, "You gave her one of my condoms."

Maria nodded and Michael bit out fiercely, "You had no right to do that, behind my back!"

Kal interjected, "Of course she did! You gave her that right, yourself!"

Maria concurred with a small smile, "You really did. Literally, even. Congratulations, spaceboy, it turns out, that you do get to be a Dad, after all."

Ava asked Kal, "So Isabel's unborn baby knocked you flying? Why? How do you know?"

Kal nodded and explained, "I felt from which direction the power came but until the paternity reveal, I didn't know why.

Michael, that child has your cells. Your cells are committed to Maria, as a whole person. The child; or rather the part of you in the child, was protecting Maria from a perceived threat. Namely, me."

Ava gasped and exclaimed, "And from me, too! That's why I couldn't use my powers, before, to see if you're pregnant or not!"

Michael asked skeptically, "Why would my kid be more protective of Maria, than I am? I'm standing right here and I didn't feel any need to prevent either of you from diagnosing if she's pregnant or not."

Liz supplied the answer in excitement, "Because cognitively Michael, you know all of us but your cells in the baby only know Maria! Probably you, too, or at the very least, the baby doesn't perceive you as a threat, since the baby didn't interfere with the melting thing, earlier, either."

Kyle asked, "So then, how are we supposed to find out if Maria is pregnant or not, if nobody can touch her or use powers on her?"

Kal answered cryptically, "Who says we can't? Maria just needs to verbally order it."

Maria insisted, "But I did that, already! I told Ava she could do it!"

Kal clarified, "I didn't say allow or consent or give permission. You need to word it as an order. The same way His Majesty does to me if I'm not co-operating to his satisfaction."

Maria spoke quietly, "Well, I'm neither you nor Max. I'm not going to bark an order at my friends or at Michael's and Isabel's unborn child. I'll do this my way and if it doesn't work, then so be it. We can go get a pregnancy test and I can find out first thing in the morning, if I'm pregnant or not.,

"Isabel? Can I touch your tummy?"

Isabel nodded and exposed her abdomen for Maria. Maria kneeled down, placed her palm on Isabel's lower abdomen and she spoke conversationally to the life inside, "Hey, in there. Hi, my name is Maria. You did a really great thing protecting me. Thank-you, sweet one. I need you to know that there are no threats to me or to you, in this room, okay? You can rest now. Everything is okay.

Gosh, I'm so happy you are there! As soon as you run out of room, in there, that's when I finally get to meet you! So just take it easy in there, rest, grow and know that we all love you, and we look forward to properly meeting you, okay?

Now, there is something I do need your help with, though. See, I would like to know if I'm having a baby but I need help with that so I need your Auntie Ava to use her powers to take a look. You can let her do that. It won't hurt me. I promise. Everything is okay, baby. You really can rest now."

Maria stood up and addressed Ava, "Could you try again, please, Ava?"

Ava concentrated and smiled slightly. She addressed Michael, "Congratulations, Michael! Now, you're officially a father of two!,

"Congratulations, to you, too, of course, Maria, it's just that you mentioned that Michael really wanted to be a Dad and I can relate to that dream, myself.,

I'm actually pretty excited that there will be two more babies for all of us to fuss over, in the not so distant future!"

Michael exchanged an emotional look with Maria and he said to Ava, "Thanks, Shortstop, but congratulations may be slightly premature; first Maria needs to survive being pregnant.,

"So, Kojak? Tell me how I can help my wife survive an accelerated alien pregnancy."

Maria cautioned Michael, "Now hang on a second, Michael. Nobody said anything about accelerated. I'm not in pain, remember?,

"Ava, what did the baby look like?"

Ava ducked her head and admitted, "Pretty much the same as Isabel's baby; I couldn't help seeing both. Also, pretty much the same as Lex did, when Isabel first told us she was pregnant with him. Similar sizes and all three looked like perfectly formed babies."

Liz asked, "Ava do you remember when you and Isabel helped me to reach Max in New York? Is there any chance you could do something similar and show me what you see, when you see the babies?,

"Of course this will require your powers, too, Isabel; would you mind?"

Isabel nodded her assent. Ava, Liz, and Isabel held hands in a circle, and Ava concentrated on seeing the babies again. Liz and Ava both gasped and broke the connection.

Liz said very carefully, "The babies are communicating with each other."

Michael asked in curiosity, "Communicating? Really? What are my kids saying to each other?"

Isabel snapped, "How should we know? Nobody here speaks fetus, Michael! The point is, that they are communicating in utero; two different uteros!"

Kyle touched Isabel's arm in concern and asked, "What aren't you telling us, Isabel? It's totally usual for you to be emotional, when you're pregnant, but even I think that the level of hostility toward Heckle, just now, was kind of uncalled for."

Isabel teared up and she raised her voice, "My own baby hates me, okay!?"

Liz hastily corrected, "Babies can't hate, Isabel but they can get angry and yeah, I did pick up on the fact that yours is definitely angry. I've never felt anything quite like that."

Kal mused, "It's remarkable and yet given these unusual circumstances, it's only to be expected. The child feels a loyalty to Maria. Isabel isn't Maria. Isabel may have been Michael's intended mate, in the beginning, but once she bore another's child that chain of destiny was severed. Michael chose another mate for himself. Basically the child knows that it was conceived with the wrong mother."

Maria insisted quietly, "Don't you ever say that about Isabel, again. I chose her for very good reasons and I do not regret it, despite the fact that I'm now pregnant with Michael's child, myself. Isabel is an amazing mother. Her newest little one will learn that, eventually. We'll get it sorted out.,

To Maria's surprise Kal blushed and mumbled, "Apologies, eminent Commander."

Maria frowned uncomfortably. She'd halfway forgotten that whole thing. She shrugged it off and suggested to Isabel, "Last time I talked to your baby, it seemed to yield results. Would you like me to try, again?"

Isabel nodded and said gratefully, "I was going to ask you to do it, later but now would be great! The calmest my baby has been since I suspected I was pregnant was when you were talking to him or her earlier. Please, just make sure he or she knows that I love them, no matter what?"

Maria nodded reassuringly, knelt down, touched Isabel's abdomen and spoke to the baby, again, "Hey, it's Maria, again. I feel like maybe I didn't tell you enough information earlier. There are a lot of people in this room who already love you, especially your Mommy and me and your Daddy.

Sweet one, you're right where you are supposed to be; right where all three of us need for you to be. I know you already had a chat with my baby, your sibling. I hope you two are getting along and that you will love each other, a lot. I'm counting on you, to do that, okay?

I heard you've been feeling upset and I tell you what, if you start to feel upset, again, I want you to remember these three sounds; together they make a melody which is part of a song that I'm writing. La, la, la. The song will be ready for you when it's time for you to come out of there and meet us. I will sing it to you whenever you want. Here it is one more time; la, la, la. That's for you, sweet one. I love you, your Daddy loves you and so does your Mommy. You'll see. It's time to rest now. For real this time, okay?"

Maria looked up at Isabel questioningly and Isabel smiled through tears and nodded emphatically. Maria rose to her feet, hugged Isabel and said, "Congratulations, by the way! I'm really glad it worked; not only the talking to the baby part. I meant what I said; I really don't regret what I did."

Michael chimed in, "Neither do I. I'm sorry for my initial reaction, Isabel. I'm glad Maria helped you that night. I've gone from believing I'd never be a Dad to now being the father of two. I cannot regret that, even if I'm really scared for Maria.

Maria is going to be my focus, until I know for sure that she is safe but it doesn't mean you and our child aren't important to me, too, okay? You know that I do love you."

Isabel laughed through remnant tears and confirmed, "Yeah, I know that, Michael, but wow look at you saying things like that out loud, in front of other people and to my face, even! Very mature! I'm impressed and, also, thank-you, it helps and I love you, too."

Max prompted his wife, "Liz? Did you reach any conclusions, based on what Ava showed you?"

Liz nodded and answered, "Isabel is somewhere between twelve and fifteen days pregnant; which equates to four or four and a half months and that is also how old Maria's baby seems to be. Either they conceived around the same time or Maria conceived four and half months ago.,

"Any chance it happened that long ago, guys?"

Michael and Maria looked at each other and both said, "Yeah. We almost broke up for good, over it."

Maria amended, "But I've had a period every month since then."

Liz asked delicately, "And the other possibility? Around two weeks ago?"

Michael blushed and only said, "Yeah, there was an umm incident, then, too."

Maria frowned, racking her brain and then she blurted, "Oh, the scavenger hunt! Right! Hmm, well that complicates things. Still, if this is a speedy pregnancy why aren't I in any pain? Shouldn't I be, by now, if this is supposedly gonna kill me?"

Kal interjected, "The Commander makes an excellent point. She's quite right. By now, if this were a typical pregnancy, she should have been feeling a great deal of discomfort, if not outright pain, and by typical, I, of course, meant typical for the Royal Four."

Liz suggested, "Then I guess all we can do is wait a couple of days and take another look at the babies; if they are still at similar development to one another then Maria's pregnancy is accelerated just like Isabel's, whether or not she experiences pain from that. If Maria's baby looks significantly younger than Isabel's, in a couple of days, then she's having a typical pregnancy and I, of course mean typical for human beings, Mr. Langley."

Kal announced tersely, "I'll be leaving now. The Royal Princess will be needing the age-gap elixir for one or the other of her two children."

Isabel asked, "What do you mean? Are you saying wait until this one is born and use it on this one instead of on Lex, even though Lex is the eldest?"

Kal answered, "The nature of my role is to provide possible solutions, to protect you four, sorry, your Highness, I meant ten, of course, and to guide and educate you whenever possible so that you may protect yourselves, as needed, as well, since I am not omnipresent. I'll perform my duties to the best of my ability. What you choose to do with my suggestions and guidance is entirely up to you. You were the firstborn, Princess but the Royal Court needed your brother to be of age sooner."

Max accused, "You're interested in that unborn child's power. That's why you want her to use the elixir on he or she instead of on Lex."

Kal nodded his confirmation. Max ordered, "Tell us why."

Kal admitted, "Look, none of us knew what to expect with you four; with this mission. You and your back-up copies arrived in pods and were hatched from pods as reasoning, semi-independent, bi-pedal beings. I had erroneously assumed when you began to breed that pods would be released and would mature outside of your bodies, just as you four had done.

Isabel interrupted, to ask in amusement, "You really thought we would give birth to pods? Seriously?"

Liz defended him, "It's not his fault, Isabel, I mean come on, my Mom as a little girl thought she could make a baby by kissing a boy. You can't help what you don't know or what you think you know but you're mistaken, until you are educated otherwise. Now he knows. You give birth to infants and not pods.,

"I feel like maybe you weren't done with telling us your reasons for wanting Isabel's unborn baby to be given the age-gap elixir before Lex, Mr. Langley. Please do continue if you've more to say."

Kal gave Liz a surprised appreciative look and continued, "Yes, I was getting to the point. Lex, while obviously hybrid enough to alert me, clearly hasn't the brain capacity to exhibit powers, likely due to his fully human father, but the child that the Princess carries is not even done reaching the, I don't know what to call it now except what I've always thought of it as, but basically, the pod maturation stage and the child is already exhibiting incredible potential to be what we all assumed that your children would be.

The broken chain of destiny and other unforeseen odd circumstances, have not seemed to adversely affect the results. That child is still as remarkable, as expected. This is the first child of it's kind; of your kind. A second generation hybrid with powers, as hoped for. I'm curious as to what it might have to say, what it knows, what it can do, so yes, that is my motivation for suggesting the elixir for the unborn child, rather than for the one who is already here."

Isabel frowned in concern and asked, "So this child I'm carrying, is special to you and you wouldn't let me use the elixir on it, if it was in any way harmful or even had the potential to be harmful, to my baby?"

Kal assured her, "I am your Royal Protector. I have agreed to His Highness' terms and vowed to extend that protection to the lineage of each one of you, hereafter. It would break my vow to harm any of you, or knowingly allow any of you to be harmed, including the unborn, and as well as, those who have not yet been conceived."

Isabel darted a look at Kyle and said, "I'm not saying I will use it on this baby that I'm carrying but you've given me something to think about. I need some time before I commit to it, because there's no reversal once we start, right?"

Kal shook his head as apologetically as he was capable of and stated, "You don't have an infinite amount of time to decide but you do have some time, to make a decision, either way."

Isabel asked, "How much would I have to age up either this baby or Lex?"

Kal answered as if he thought she knew already, "Why to the same age that you were when you emerged. Six years developmentally should do quite nicely."

Isabel gasped and started to cry in shock and Kyle went to her side immediately. Ava picked Lex up and cuddled him protectively.

Kyle addressed Kal, "She'll get back to you on what she decides. Didn't you say you were leaving?"

Kal nodded and then added, "One more thing. Prepare to move at a moment's notice. Even if you haven't made friends here, you have been noticed, I guarantee it. If your numbers change too drastically, it will draw too much attention. It's best to move on, as soon as possible, after the child is born."

Isabel asked indignantly, "Excuse me? Did you just scold me for having a second baby?"

Kal shook his head and actually smiled as he answered, "Not at all! The Royal Four should breed as much as they desire to! It's all part of the mission.", and then he left.

Maria touched Michael's face and said, "You seem a little calmer. How are you feeling?"

Michael held her tightly in his arms and answered, "Still scared but there's some hope in there, too. Are you really okay? No pain?"

Maria shook her head and assured both he and Liz, who was also looking at her in concern, "No pain. I promise guys, if I start to feel like crap, I will definitely say something, okay?"

Ava offered to Isabel, "I'll look after Lex, if you and Kyle need to talk? You know ... about everything."

Isabel caught Michael's eye over Maria's shoulder and she answered Ava, "I'd appreciate that. Thanks, Ava. I think Michael needs to weigh in on this with us, too, though. It's his baby, too."

Michael started to decline but Maria urged him, "Look, she's right. Go talk it out with her."

Michael asked, "What about you?"

Maria answered with a smug smile, "I will finally get the low down on our wedding rings! Where's that video at, spaceboy?"

Michael asked again, "Are you sure? You'll call me if you need me? Promise?"

Maria whispered in his ear, "I promise. I don't promise to call your clothes, though. Just sayin'. Maybe if I am this Commander person, it isn't such a bad thing, after all. A wife could get used to having that kind of power."

Michael fought a grin and warned, "Just don't go overboard. Don't do that unless you're alone."

Maria flirted with her eyes, "Oh, trust me, spaceboy, if I resort to that, nobody else is invited!"

Michael pointed out, "This is not exactly incentive for me to go talk to Isabel right now, but I know why I have to, so I'll go do it, okay? The video is stored on the laptop. Your girl, Science knows how to find it. Hopefully, we get things sorted quickly, so I can get back to being a newlywed. I love you, Maria."

Maria kissed him on the lips, smiled softly and assured him, "Oh, I know you do, Michael. I love you, too. I'll be fine. Go be a good parent."

Michael's eyes warmed in surprise at the reality of that. He nodded and went to join Isabel and Kyle in the kitchen.

Liz kissed Max quickly on the lips, then stood up to go help Maria with the computer.

Max watched Ava with Lex and he asked her, "You're hoping he stays like this and just ages up at the typical human rate, aren't you?"

Ava shrugged and answered, "He's not mine. I don't get a say."

Max pointed out, "He's not Kyle's, either, but he's chiming in on the decision."

Ava smiled and pointed out, "Just because paperwork says otherwise, doesn't mean Kyle isn't already the only father, Lex will ever know. Surely, you've picked up on that?"

Max smirked and admitted, "Yeah, I have. I've been trying not to, though. I mean really? Kyle, of all people? Life turns out pretty weird, sometimes."

Ava admitted quietly, "I guess I'm just going to be sad if Lex is the one to grow up fast because, the new babies have both parents, so I won't get to spend as much time with them as I've been able to spend with Lex. I mean I know we wouldn't be losing him, he'll just be older. Maybe he won't like cuddles like this anymore, though. Until they decide, I'll just get as many cuddles in, as I can, I guess."

Max smiled at her and said, "You're going to be a really great Mom, someday."

Ava's face fell and she refuted, "No, Max, that's just it, I won't be. I thought Liz would have told you. I'll never get to be a Mom. I'm ... asexual? I think that's what Liz called it. Zan was going to help me find a way around that, but he's gone now, so, I just need to accept how things will be for me, going forward."

Max offered solemnly, "I didn't know, Ava. I guess Liz felt it wasn't up to her to tell me. She was right. It means more to me that you trusted me enough to tell me yourself, anyway.

You know, I have a son, somewhere out in the world but I also won't ever get to be a father in the truest sense, either, so I sort of understand your sadness about that.

Even if Maria's pregnancy is human typical, that's not enough proof for me to risk Liz's life by trying to have children with her. She and I have already talked about it. It was before Maria got pregnant, but I know Liz will see it the same way, as I do. Once is not proof. Even a dozen times is not proof.

On the bright side, my sister seems to be pretty intent on doubling our numbers under this one roof, so I don't think either you, or I or Liz will lack for babies to fuss over."

Ava chuckled and promised, "I won't tell her you just said that! Plus, it's perfectly fine with me if she triples our household population. I mean if this little guy is any indication, your sister makes wonderful babies!"

Max gazed lovingly at Lex chomping on his own fist, drooling all over himself and he smiled as he said, "I have to say I agree with you, there, Ava. He's definitely some kind of wonderful."

Liz returned to the living room and sat down on Max's lap, asking, "What's this now, about something wonderful?"

Max and Ava smirked at each other and said in unison, "Babies, Liz."

Liz looked back and forth between them and then at Lex and she smiled, too, as she agreed dreamily, "Yeah, they sure are that."


Maria wiped at tears on her face, as her Mom's face and voice greeted her on the laptop screen, in her pre-recorded message, "Hi, Maria, my sweet baby girl! If you're watching this, then I was right and there wasn't enough time during your wedding, after all! Oh gosh! You'll already be married by the time you watch this! I can hardly believe it! I miss you, darlin'! So much!"

Maria pressed pause and sobbed out, "Me, too, Mom! Especially right now! You've no idea and I can't even tell you, yet! You're gonna be a Grammy! Michael and I are having a baby! I hope we get to tell you all about it, soon! Gosh, I miss you, so much! Whew. Okay, so tell me already about Breepa's and Breema's wedding rings! How did you even get those to Michael?"

With a start, Maria realised she actually needed to press play, again, for the message to continue. She pressed play and Amy continued, "Okay so, Michael tells me that he has not kept you in the loop on our communication system. It's a pretty simple one, because this Mom's brain could not handle it, if it wasn't! I just need updates, now and again, and to know that being indulged on that, won't jeopardise your safety! Michael has been very patient with me, so far. He's very familiar with my tendency to worry.

Anyway, so how that all started, let's see, I guess it was not even a week after you'd left, I get this call on the landline. This male voice says to me, "Buy a burner phone. Activate it. Memorise the number. Tell no one." And then the line goes dead! It took me a few seconds, to realise it had been Michael! Well, I got very excited, at first and then you know, my Mom mode took over.

I didn't even know what a burner phone was, at that point! I did as he'd asked, though and then the strangest thing happened, Maria! Isabel Evans was talking to me but not in person; in my dream! Can you even imagine? Well, maybe it isn't new to you but I thought it was just amazing!

So, anyway, I told her the number, in the dream, you understand? I didn't actually speak to her and yet the very next morning my burner phone got a text! It was just a phone number. Nothing else. I don't think I believed that the dream thing worked until I called the number and heard Michael's voice on the other end of the line! Oh sweetheart, he was a right awful mess! He was so sure he'd really gone and done it and lost you forever!

Obviously, we, your Mother, with an apparent assist from one Max Evans, have successfully set him straight, though and it all worked out because look, you're getting married! No, wait! You're already married! This is such a confusing way to communicate!

Anywho, Michael asked me if I would consider talking you out of it, if he asked you to marry him and if you said yes. We had words about that. Several of them. Some of them were less than friendly, but we eventually got past that. That boy or young man, now, I suppose, is so smitten with you darlin', that he can't see the sandcastle for the sand!

Well, at the time, he couldn't. Obviously, by now, his vision has cleared right up and he's going to do right by my baby girl! Or I mean he already has done!

You see, I had informed him that he could not marry you unless I got to be at your wedding, however that would need to be arranged and I further told him, that you were supposed to have Breepa's and Breema's wedding rings; that you and I had been planning on that, since you were a little girl!

Now, Michael didn't have a solution for meeting either of my criteria, just then, but he promised me that he would figure it out and get back to me.

Now you know, that I will be, or for you I already was at your wedding, in the same way that I'm leaving you this message. Not quite in person but it's something like it. As for these laptops, aren't they something else! It might be the most expensive thing I own, after the Jetta!

Michael's sister Laurie is such a sweet girl! What's surprising is that even Bobby and Meredith helped us to pull this off! Apparently, they owed Laurie and Michael a favour or two, considering they should have gone to prison for fraud, at the very least.

Now, as to the wedding rings; they are well traveled my love! Meredith and I went through two jewelry brokers to get the rings to her, in Tucson and then she chartered a private plane to fly them as family heirlooms to Canada.

From there another jewelry broker sent them to a broker in New York. That broker drove them to Lincoln, Nebraska. The broker who received them will be driving them to Boise, Idaho, tomorrow, where they will be picked up by your groom, under the alias Bay Copes.

I keep forgetting that for you this has already happened but for me it's still in progress! So far so good! There have been no mishaps; the correct person has known exactly where the rings are, at all times. You will get them! I'm sure you're already looking at Breema's ring on your finger, as you watch this, actually!

I'm really so happy for you and Michael, sweetheart! I can hardly wait for the wedding! I get to see and talk to your beautiful face and not just talk to this inanimate laptop, as lovely as it is to be able to do this, as well!

Now what else was I - oh! I know! The codes! W H N means we have news. A W means all's well; Michael didn't think that one was necessary so I, of course, helped him to understand what being wrong is, as only a Mom can!

C U means call us. L T C means laptop chat. R S means radio silence and means don't acknowledge, don't initiate text, just wait to hear from whoever sent that code because trouble might be brewing; and of course this is where I really got my point across, on the A W code! Oh, you'd better believe, he finally got it!

W N means wrong number, which means you kids had to change your burner number and are texting me from a new one. Without that code, I'm not to acknowledge anything from a new number.

The codes can work in reverse too. If I have to change my number I can text W N to Michael and he'll know that it's still me.

You know, sweetheart, as much as I feel like I could just blather on and on, talking to imaginary you, as I stare at this laptop screen, apparently I'm to keep this as short as possible, something about memory and file size? I really don't understand the half of it all, but I am grateful for a visual way to keep in touch with you kids.

I love you, my sweetheart! Give my love to Michael, too and I will see you at your wedding! Hugs and kisses- muah, muah! Bye sweetie!", and the clip ended frozen on Amy's smiling face.

Maria cried for a little bit, then watched it three more times, laughing at the exchanges she imagined must have happened between her Mom and her spaceboy.

As she watched her Mom's video message, she felt compelled to occasionally take a nervous look around her, every time she so much, as thought of Michael. She really didn't want to go overboard with transporting him to her, frivolously, despite what she'd said to him about enjoying that power.


Michael, Isabel and Kyle looked around at each other awkwardly, without saying anything until Michael blurted to Isabel, "Does he have to be here for this?"

Isabel implored Michael with her teary eyes, "Michael, please don't start, okay? Yes, I need him, here. Okay? Okay!?"

Michael huffed and nodded, "Yeah, sure. Whatever. So? Which way are you leaning? Lex? Or our baby?"

Isabel's tears welled up and spilled over, again and she admitted, "I'm not. That's the problem. I mean, I know I'm pregnant but Lex is more real to me. That and our baby really doesn't like me, Michael. This child is still angry. I can feel it. I'm afraid to make a decision with the way that I'm feeling because I don't know this baby, yet.

Just the thought of watching my little boy speed through a childhood I've been looking forward to, gosh, Michael, it just, it hurts. What if that's exactly how I feel about our child once he or she is born? One way or another, one of my children, isn't going to have the childhood that I wanted for them. How am I supposed to choose which one of them to do that to?

Should we just do what Kal wants for the reasons he cited? Just because this child fits what the mission was supposed to be? How is that fair? If this baby presents as the eldest, how is Lex going to feel about that, when he figures out that he was my firstborn? I know it's always bothered me between Max and I, the way it carried over to Earth with us. Max has always acted like he was older than me, for as long as I can remember! I mean, did that contribute to Vilandra betraying her own brother? I don't know the answers!

They're both my babies, and I know one of them can't stay a baby. I just. I can't decide, Michael. I don't know what to do. One of my babies is going to be a six year old child, before I'm ready for it."

Michael was quiet as he weighed everything she had said and then he suggested, "I vote for maintaining the birth order. Use the elixir on Lex. To hell with what Kojak wants or when he wants it or why he wants it."

Isabel teared up and asked Kyle, "What about you?"

Kyle winced and answered, "Surprisingly, I think I have to go with Heckle, on this one. That Kal guy seems to have an agenda that he isn't sharing with us. I don't trust him. I vote for maintaining the birth order, too. Ultimately, though, Isabel, you're their Mother. Whatever you decide, I've got your back, even if you decide against our votes."

Michael nodded and agreed, "Same here. I won't fight whatever decision you make. Just give me a heads up when you do decide, okay?"

Isabel nodded but stopped Michael from leaving, "Michael, wait, there's something else I want to talk to you about.,

"Kyle, would you mind giving us the room?"

Kyle looked a bit surprised but was unoffended. He rubbed Isabel's shoulder on his way by her and said, "Sure. No problem. I'll be in the living room wrestling Ava for Lex."

Michael looked at Isabel expectantly and asked, "Okay, what's up?"

Isabel hesitated then blurted out, "I've been seriously considering relinquishing this baby to you and Maria to raise as your own. In that case, he or she would be your eldest. Maria can't have two infants too close in age any more than I can, so in that case, it would make more sense to use the elixir on our baby, Michael."

Michael was stunned and he advised, "That is not happening, Isabel. You are our child's Mother; not Maria. Why would you ever consider that, even?"

Tears ran down Isabel's face and she answered, "Because it's what our baby wants, Michael. Our baby has made it very clear to me that he or she wants Maria; and not me."
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Re: Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-12/? - 12/10/18

Postby keepsmiling7 » Mon Dec 10, 2018 2:45 pm

What in the world is going on with this group??
Isabel and Michael.......??
All of this baby business going on and Max still refuses to let Liz get pregnant. How much more can she take?
I can't wait to see how all of this plays out.

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Re: Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-13/? - 12/26/18

Postby Fidomom » Wed Dec 26, 2018 8:53 am

--snip-- How much more can she take?
I can't wait to see how all of this plays out.

Without spoiling anything, what I can tell you, is that Liz will be just fine with the decisions that she and Max make about children. Certainly the crew will all experience bumps and dark spots in their journeys but to quote the romantic song guru, Dr. Hook, "storms never last".

Thanks for reading and commenting, Carolyn. It's always a treat. :)

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Title: Finding Something Better
Author: Fidomom
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is only loosely based on characters from the 1999-2002 tv series Roswell as I imagine they could be from different points throughout and beyond the three seasons of the show. I am not affiliated with any of the original creations nor creators from the series. I will make no monetary gains from publishing this work of fiction.
Pairings/Characters/Category: Michael & Maria, Max & Liz, Kyle, Isabel & Ava, CC, UC, AU, w/Aliens
Rating: Adult
Summary: This chapter - Isabel makes some important decisions. Kyle faces his new reality. Ava finds out just what her new crew is really made of. Max's rare mood greatly influences Liz's behaviour. Max and Liz get chills for the same reason. Maria finds a way to help Michael deal with his doubts and fears. Maria and Isabel bond over Michael's eldest child. Liz and Maria still make time for each other. Isabel pays Kyle back, with interest.
Author's Note: warnings=lactation description

Finding Something Better
by Fidomom

Chapter Thirteen

Early in the evening, just two days after everyone had found out that Isabel was pregnant with her second child, her pregnancy was already obvious. Lex was in bed for the night and Kyle and Isabel were sitting close together on the sofa, in the living room, watching some Three Stooges re-runs. Isabel was mid-laugh and it suddenly cut short. She gasped and rubbed her swollen abdomen. Kyle sat forward and asked in concern, "What is it? What's wrong?"

Isabel shook her head dismissively and fibbed, "It's nothing; probably just gas."

Kyle called her out, "The baby just moved, didn't it?"

Isabel shrugged and confirmed, "Yeah."

Kyle asked her, "Why lie about it? Why not just tell me?"

Isabel admitted, "Because I like you sitting so close to me and I figured if I told you the truth, you'd get creeped out and make up some other reason to sit further away from me."

Kyle's mouth hung open slightly and he gestured with his finger between himself and her abdomen as he clarified, "Ohhh! Because of that whole thing when you were expecting Lex? Because you don't need to lie to me about that or not share stuff with me, this time around.

I just had never been around any kind of baby anything, before Lex and it seemed creepy and mysterious to me, but now that I know that cool people like Lex come from your body, I don't find it creepy anymore. Is the baby still moving around?"

Isabel nodded.

Kyle asked hopefully, "Can I feel?"

Isabel placed his hand on her tummy, for him and smiled in delight at the wonder on his face. She teased him happily, "Talk about a one eighty!"

Kyle conceded, "Absolutely. This is so cool. I really regret that I let my fear of the unknown stop me from feeling Lex, like this. Also, I'm sorry for all of that, last time."

Isabel's smile didn't waver and she assured him, "Already over it! Besides, this time, the look on your face, right now, kind of makes up for it.

So, Kyle, does this mean that I'm no longer repulsive to you, when I'm pregnant?"

Kyle blushed and gently pulled his hand away from her skin. He nodded and confirmed, "That is what that means, yes. Is it hot in here? Do you want some water? I think I want some water. I'll be right back."

Isabel chuckled and answered, "Make mine milk, please?"

Kyle stammered, "Oh. Milk. Right! Of course. Coming right up."

Kyle briefly greeted Ava, who was still mid-clean of the kitchen, while rocking out to whatever music was blasting from her discman through her headphones.

He silently lectured himself, as he gulped ice water from the refrigerator dispenser, "What is wrong with you, Valenti? Don't flirt with married women! It's simple. She's your breast I mean best - your best friend! Focus on that and on the funny, ugly dudes on the tv screen! Mind over matter, got it?"

With newfound resolve, he walked more confidently back into the living room and sat down beside his best friend, to continue watching The Three Stooges. Isabel squirmed closer to him, lay her head on his shoulder and quietly asked, "So are we out of milk, already, then?"

Kyle blushed and made a move to get up, mid-apology, "Oh, wow, I'm so sorry! I -"

Isabel prevented him from getting up and assured him, "It's fine, Kyle. I don't even want it, anymore. Fickle pregnancy cravings, you know? If it returns, I'll put my order in, again, okay?"

Kyle relaxed back into the sofa, held Isabel's hand and replied, as he returned his attention back to the comedy, "That's exactly what I'm here for. No matter what or when."

Isabel spoke with quiet smugness, "I know that, Kyle."

They both looked up at the sound of Maria clearing her throat, but they didn't move apart. Maria asked hesitantly, "Can we watch, too? Our tv downstairs is umm, still broken."

Kyle asked, "Are you two still melting together?"

Michael answered him irritably, "How should we know?,

"Maria? You wanna go for a drive, instead?"

Maria answered carefully, "And if we are still doing that, do we really want to risk doing it, where someone besides our crew, might see it?"

Isabel answered their first question, "Of course you two can watch with us! You didn't really need to ask. This is a common area, after all."

Michael fidgeted from one foot to another, indecisively and Maria nudged him further into the living room. He looked into her eyes, let out a shaky breath, nodded and flopped onto one of the empty recliners, indicating to Maria she should sit with him, on it. She obliged and they shifted around until they were comfortably snuggled up together.

Michael rested a possessive hand over Maria's abdomen and kept glancing between Isabel's abdomen and Maria's abdomen, trying not to get his hopes up. Isabel's abdomen was considerably more distended than Maria's abdomen was.

Even though Maria felt quite certain that she was having a typical human pregnancy, she had played devil's advocate and had cautioned Michael that every woman and even every pregnancy for every woman, was different; not everyone showed exactly the same, even if they were the same number of weeks pregnant.

His worries for her, already, wouldn't even let him enjoy the fact that they could henceforth make love without a condom; they had yet to resume marital relations since the coitus interruptus, at the hotel.

Maria had tried to seduce her husband, to celebrate that he was a father, but once she'd realised that he was just too afraid for her, to be able to respond the way that she'd expected him to, she'd stopped and instead focused on reassuring him at regular intervals, with some variation of, "I'm okay, spaceboy. Still no pains. No news is good news. All's well."

It seemed to help him, briefly but then he'd go back to fidgeting restlessly, sometimes as quickly as, five minutes, later.

Her one time suggestion, that maybe he needed to go burn off some physical energy without her, had been met with his panic stricken eyes and his fierce declaration, "I'm not leaving you, Maria. Not even for one minute."

The longest he actually would leave her side, was for one of them to use the toilet and that was it. He wouldn't even let her shower alone and showering together was no longer the fun playtime, she'd come to expect.

Maria had heard Kyle and Isabel laughing, as she and Michael had lain in their bed, together, in the dark just holding each other, while trying not to play the -what if the worst thing were to happen- game.

Maria had suggested joining Kyle and Isabel upstairs, in hopes that maybe whatever they were watching, might take Michael's mind off of her potentially life-threatening pregnancy, for longer than five minutes.

They were both aware that he was beginning to stress her out, which was not good for their baby, in case it was a baby they'd get to keep and raise together. Michael physically acknowledged their baby with his hand on her abdomen nearly constantly but he refused to discuss it, as if it was a real person whom they'd be allowed to know and love. His sole focus was on Maria surviving, no matter what.

The Three Stooges worked to take Maria's mind off of Michael, briefly, but she was soon aware, that he simply couldn't absorb anything that television had to offer. He was trying for her sake, though and so they both kept up the pretense that watching tv together was in any way helpful.

The four of them startled together at the scream and simultaneous sound of breaking glass from the kitchen. They all hurried into the kitchen to find Ava clutching the island counter with a bloody hand, while bent over and clutching her stomach with her other hand, as tears streamed down her face.

Kyle hurried to her side, gently removed her headphones and asked, "Breeding pains?"

She let out another scream and nodded. Kyle made a move, as though to help her but Maria silently halted him with a look and then she prompted Michael, "Michael, please help her! Bring her to the sofa, okay?"

Michael didn't hesitate to obey her. Maria breathed a sigh of relief and both Kyle and Isabel suddenly looked enlightened.

Kyle offered, "I'll clean up the broken glass in here and finish cleaning the kitchen, for her, too."

Isabel offered, "I'll go get the first aid kit and bandage up her hand, just until Max and Liz get back from the laundromat and then Max can fix it properly."

Maria let Michael know, "I'll bring the hot water bottle, in a jiffy. Just make her as comfortable, as you can, just like we did for Isabel."

When Maria returned to the living room with the hot water bottle, Isabel was finishing up bandaging Ava's hand and Michael was rubbing Ava's lower back and reassuring her, "No, you're not a burden, to us, Ava. You're one of us; we're gonna take care of you. Don't even worry about it."

Ava lamented through a sob, "But I was supposed to show Liz the babies, again, tomorrow! I'm so sorry, Michael! I know you've been so worried!"

Maria piped up, "Here's the hot water bottle. As for showing Liz the babies, it might not be strictly necessary, anyway. I'm still not in any pain and my belly hasn't gotten any noticeably bigger in the past two days; not the way Isabel's has.

Once your breeding pains are over, we can check on the babies, then, just to confirm but I feel like I really am just having a typical human pregnancy.

Just let us take care of you, for a change, Ava. Like Michael said, don't even worry about the babies or anything else. We've got you, girl."

And they did take care of her, but only until Liz and Max got back with all of their freshly laundered clothing and house linens and completely took over from them.

Max healed Ava's hand immediately and Liz kept her promise to Ava. Liz was at Ava's beck and call and Max seemed to default to being Ava's verbal punching bag without consequences or hard feelings. It was Max who carried Ava to the toilet, as needed and it was Liz who helped her, once there.

Ava had tried to talk them all into isolating her, in her room, instead of allowing her to take over the living room sofa but none of her crew would even entertain the idea.

At the end of the second day of Ava's breeding pains, Michael and Maria were alone in their sleeping quarters getting ready for bed and Michael asked her quietly, "Do you really believe it's not an accelerated pregnancy, angel? You didn't just say that to try to make me not worry?"

Maria rubbed her only slightly swollen belly and smiled at Michael. She answered him, "I wasn't just saying it, Michael, I really think it's a completely normal human pregnancy. No acceleration going on here. Do I look any different, to you, than I did three days ago?"

Michael's eyes darted to her belly, he swallowed visibly and croaked out, "No. I'm just so afraid to be wrong. If I start thinking about our baby, I get scared to count on it, you know? If I have to choose between you or the b-, your pregnancy, I choose you but I selfishly want both. Maybe I don't get to have both?"

Maria embraced him, kissed him softly on the lips and counter argued, "Or maybe you do. Maybe we do."

Michael asked in a shaky voice, "If I say hello, what if we're wrong?"

Maria nodded and replied gently, "It's already too late to shield your heart from grief, Michael. Avoiding greeting either our baby or your baby with Isabel, won't protect you from feeling the loss, if my pregnancy terminates, spontaneously or otherwise.

We both know, you were already invested, by the time my pregnancy was confirmed. That's why you've been such a wreck these past three days. It wasn't only your fear for my survival. It's also guilt eating at you. I know you, spaceboy."

A single tear fell from one of his eyes, he nodded and agreed, "Yeah, you really do. Can I say hello, now? Did I wait too long? You think my kids felt slighted or maybe they thought that their Daddy doesn't love them?"

Tears fell from Maria's eyes, as she smiled at Michael and assured him, "Love isn't only words, Michael. I did already tell your other baby but even if I hadn't, both babies know as much as I do, how much you love all three of us. You can say hello whenever you're ready and it will be exactly the right time, I promise, okay?"

Michael explained himself unnecessarily, "It just felt wrong to me, to fuss over my other kid, when we might not get to do that with this one."

Maria rubbed his arm and said compassionately, "I know, spaceboy. So does Isabel. The only one who has been judging you, for that, has been you. Please stop, now, okay?"

Michael pressed a sustained kiss to her lips, then looked into her eyes, nodded and asked, "My next question is for you. Is it too late to continue our honeymoon? Oh. Will it hurt you or the baby, if we do?"

Maria kissed him several times on the lips assuring between each one, "Of course it isn't too late; our honeymoon has no expiration date, remember? And no it will not hurt either me or our baby, as long as you don't lay directly on top of me."

Understanding lit Michael's eyes and he exclaimed, "Oh, so that's why we had to change it up!"

Maria squeezed his ass cheek, kissed him and then said, "Bingo! Good old hindsight!"

For the first time in three days Michael grinned and flirted with her, "Are you getting fresh with me, angelwife?"

Maria answered carefully, "Only if my spacehubby is into it. What do you say? Do you want some of this?"

Michael nuzzled her neck and answered passionately, "Only for the rest of our lives. I need to take care of a couple of things, before we get back to that, though."

Maria waited patiently as he knelt down, kissed her belly and said, "Hey baby. Daddy loves you. Sorry for taking so long to tell you that but I'm going to tell you so much, from now on, that you'll probably start rolling your eyes at me, way before you get to be a teenager. Promise."

Michael stood up, kissed Maria and was about to excuse himself when she interrupted him and preemptively suggested, "You've got one more message to deliver. Go. I'll wait right here for you."

Michael smiled his gratitude at her and bounded up the stairs two at a time.

Isabel was pleased by Michael's interest in their baby finally and she readily accommodated his first communion with it. It was nearly word for word the same message he had imparted to his and Maria's baby.

Afterward, Isabel broached an unresolved matter between them, "Michael, have you given any more thought to what we talked about a few days ago?"

He nodded and answered, "Yeah. I haven't changed my mind, Isabel. You are the mother of this baby. Period. It's a baby. It doesn't know what's best. It's up to us to show our kid exactly why you are the mother. The least of which, being that you're already good at it. Lex can vouch for that. Just give it time, Isabel. Our kid will adore you, just like Lex does. You'll see."

Isabel asked in concern, "What if you're wrong, Michael?"

Michael smirked at her and insisted, "While that is always a possibility, apparently, it isn't possible for Maria to be wrong, so you can pretty much count on it."

Isabel chuckled and teased, "Spoken like a truly smitten new husband! I will try to trust in your wife's rightness, like you do, in that case. It definitely helps that she talks to and sings to the baby everyday. Baby is very calm most of the time, now. Maybe I was a little hasty with my idea to give you guys full custody."

Michael squeezed her hand and confirmed, "Our kid has three parents. You're the Mom, I'm the Dad and Maria is the step-Mama. That's going to work out great for him or her. You'll see, Isabel. Not to mention there are four other adults living here, with us, who will be doting on the kid, just as much as they do on Lex. I'm telling you, our kid has it made!"


By the time Ava's breeding pains had ended, it was clear to everyone that Maria's pregnancy was not advancing at the same rate of speed as Isabel's.

Maria, Michael and Liz still wanted Liz to see both babies, though, with Ava's and Isabel's help, just to make sure that everything was okay, especially because Maria got her period, again; on time, even.

Liz quickly assured Maria that her just under five months gestation baby seemed fine and healthy, as did Isabel's just under seven months gestation baby.

Michael and Maria both wanted to know why Maria was still getting a period and Liz explained, "She isn't though. She's pregnant, so it's just called spotting. It's nothing to be alarmed about, unless it matches certain criteria; high volume, prolonged, bright red and accompanied by significant cramps. Maria's spotting hasn't matched any of that and according to both of you, it hasn't ever done so, at any time, since your baby was conceived.,

"I suspect this will be your last bout of spotting, though, Maria; the mucus plug in your cervix will likely thicken from now, and prevent any further spotting from occurring."

Maria made a face and said to Liz, "Please never say that gross thing to me, again. I don't want to know that! You can just tell Michael about all the gross stuff; nothing like that ever bothers him."

Liz laughed and asked, "What? Are you serious, right now?"

Maria nodded and insisted, "Completely serious! That was right up there with tentacles, for me! Ha! Nope, I don't even wanna know! Ewww!"

Michael pointed out to Liz, "You, of all people, should know by now, how squeamish she is."

Liz laughed lightly and admitted, "I guess with everything that we've all been through, I thought she may have become at least a little more resistant to being grossed out."

Maria offered helpfully, "Well, you're kind of right. I mean alien stuff doesn't gross me out, anymore, it's just other stuff that still does."

Kyle related, "I know what you mean, Maria. I was always kind of grossed out by pregnancy, then all the alien stuff happened and then I met Lex and now I can't stop trying to make friends with yours and Isabel's love child, even before it's born!"

Isabel burst out with a short laugh and asked, "I'm sorry, mine and Maria's what now?"

Kyle answered solemnly, "Your love child?"

Isabel started to object but was interrupted by Maria exclaiming, "Awwww! That's so cute! I wish I'd thought of that!"

Michael did object, "But it's my kid. I'm the father. Are you on something, Jockstrap?"

Kyle argued, "Of course not. My body is a temple. The thing is, Heckle, that you didn't make that happen; Maria did and she's probably the love Commander like Langley said, so that makes Isabel's unborn baby a love child; literally their love child."

After that explanation, even Michael started referring to his and Isabel's baby as Maria's love child; they all did. Maria altered it when talking to Isabel, instead referring to it as our love child, "How's our love child treating you, today, Isabel?"

On October thirtieth, Isabel's water broke at ten-thirty pm. She gave birth to the love child at thirteen seconds past midnight on the morning of October thirty-first.

From the first breath, the baby screamed continuously making conversation next to impossible. Maria resorted to singing the lullaby she'd written for the baby and it helped at first but half way through, the baby started screaming again.

Isabel suggested in a raised voice to be heard above the squalling, "Here, Maria, you hold our love child!"

Upon being placed in Maria's arms, the baby was immediately calm and quiet. After a collective sigh of relief, there were tearful welcoming greetings all around. Liz asked, "So does this precious love child have a name, yet?"

Michael and Isabel had elected Maria to bestow the given name and Michael wanted Isabel to choose the middle name.

Maria prefaced her choice with an explanation, "Alex was your first love, Isabel and even though you've already named Lex after him, Alex was my only other best friend besides Liz and it so happens that his middle name is the same as Michael's human DNA donor's given name, and so everyone, I'd like you all to please say hello to Charlie."

Michael's eyes watered and he nodded his thanks to Maria. Everyone looked expectantly at Isabel and she added simply, "Charlie Bridget, to be more precise."

Before anyone else could comment or ask why, Max said softly, "After Mom, sort of, right? Since she was named Diane after Brigitte Helm's character in that black and white movie Prince Woronzeff?"

Isabel nodded and answered, "Exactly. I knew you'd get it."

Kyle mused quietly, "I thought it was probably after that new-ish chick flick Bridget's Diary or something, like that."

Maria and Isabel corrected him in unison, "Jones. Bridget Jones' Diary."

Ava commented, "Oh. I would have thought that if you'd name her for any of Brigitte Helm's roles, that it would have been for her role in Metropolis, since she played Maria, in that movie. Especially, you know, because of the whole love child thing, with our Maria and your daughter."

Michael shrugged and said, "I thought it was for Bridget Fonda, for her role in Point of No Return because her character, Maggie, and Maria both like Nina Simone."

Liz and Maria looked at each other, grinned and said at the same time, "The Hugga Bunch movie, Bridget Severson!"

From the blank looks of the rest of the crew, Liz elaborated, "When I was a little girl, my Grandma Claudia gave me a movie she'd taped from tv. It was called The Hugga Bunch. Maria found it at our house the first time we had a sleepover together and so we watched it. She liked it so much, that for the longest time, whenever we had sleepovers, after that, probably right up until we were around eleven years old or so, we would watch it, again, together. The main character's name happened to be Bridget."

Isabel smiled and said with relief, "Good. So nobody has a problem with the name I picked, then?"

Maria asked the baby in her arms, "How about you? Are you good with being Charlie Bridget, too?"

The newborn made a grunt that sounded so coincidentally like, "Yeah.", that they all laughed together.

Isabel addressed Michael, "I'm sorry about her being born a Ramirez. We can fix that later, if you'd like."

Maria answered instead, "I've a feeling it'll be little miss Charlie Bridget, herself, who insists on being a DeLuca, later."

Isabel, feeling a sudden twinge of possessiveness, held out her arms for her daughter and said, "I should nurse her, now, I think."

Maria put her in Isabel's arms and took a step back. Charlie was fine for about ten seconds and then she started screaming, again.

Isabel tried to nurse her, anyway but Charlie stubbornly refused to even try to latch on.

Maria wanted to intervene, to help Charlie calm down, but she wanted it to be Isabel's idea, so as not to overstep. She imagined if it was difficult for her to hear Charlie in such distress, that it must be that much worse for Isabel.

Isabel implored Maria with desperate eyes and Maria caressed Charlie's abundant dark hair as she cajoled, "Charlie, baby, you gotta eat, honey. Your Mommy, your Daddy and I love you and we all just want you to be healthy and happy. Your Mommy's the only one who can feed you, love. Please co-operate, okay?"

Charlie's wailing dwindled down, she hiccupped twice and then she nursed like she was ravenous.

Everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief.

In that moment, Isabel made her decision about the age-gap elixir. She felt like she needed the bonding time with Charlie that nursing could provide and so she wanted her to age normally.

She still felt a pang of anxiety about aging Lex up but she believed her bond with him, as well as his bond with the rest of the crew and theirs with him, was strong enough, to get through his rapid progression through all of the milestones he'd reach, along the way to achieving six years worth of child development.

Upon learning of her decision, Kal was clearly disappointed that she hadn't chosen Charlie, but he provided the elixir and oversaw the dosing of Lex.

Lex was to be given one dose of elixir every eight days, over the course of ten weeks. Each dose would boost his development by approximately eight months. He'd age up roughly one month per day.

Each day, the royal four took turns flash educating him, with Kal's assurances that Lex could only absorb up to his developmental level and that it wasn't the same as the flashing they could experience with each other or with humans.

Michael had specifically asked, "How can we transfer information to him about ages that we ourselves didn't even live through? We came out of those pods as if we were six years old but without any transfers?"

Kal had answered, "Because you absorbed what you needed from your first contact with humans and it is the human information you received that you'll be passing on to Lex, rather than your own experiences from your own arrival and emergence."

Michael argued, "But I don't have any memory of receiving information from the humans who found me?"

Kal smiled smugly and confirmed, "Of course you don't; you're not supposed to. Just as I'm sure your human comrades have no clear memories of what or how they learned before age six, either. Perhaps a vague memory of feelings and who mentored them, but no memory of the learning itself."

None of them completely understood what Kal meant but as Lex aged, he seemed quite normal for his age, at every step of his development. He didn't lose his bonds with any of them.

After his first dose of elixir, within eight days, Lex had developed from a normal four month old to a normal twelve month old.

The day after taking that first dose of elixir, was the beginning of the roughest and bloodiest part of Lex's development due to the rapid emergence of the first of his primary teeth.

Those first two teeth were the most upsetting because nobody understood why Lex was suddenly bleeding from his mouth and crying in pain. The emergence of his teeth had happened so quickly, that he had also inadvertently bitten his tongue and made that bleed, as well.

Once they had figured out what had happened, Max healed him quickly and the blood and tears both stopped. Lex got over it way faster than the adults in his life did.

Thereafter, Max was able to act fairly quickly, as more of Lex's teeth came in, over time, so that it wasn't such a traumatic experience anymore, for anyone.

As Lex continued to take the elixir every eighth day and to age at a rate of about one month per day, he continued to be just as happy a child, as he had been as an infant.

Upon learning to speak, right around Thanksgiving, he had a knack for saying things to the adults around him, and to his baby sister that tugged at the adults heart strings and further endeared him to them. He was both a kind and a smart child.

His first sentence to Michael had been, "Can we watch cartoons, now, Uncle Awesome?"

Michael hadn't had any choice, at that point. Cartoons got watched.

Isabel and Maria overheard Lex singing Maria's lullabye to Charlie when she was fussing, in the moments before they got to her, and he assured her, "Mommy and Mama Maria will make you feel all better soon, you'll see, Charlie. I love you, baby sister! Sssh, don't cry, it's gonna be okay!"

When he was sleepy or not feeling well, he'd find his way over to Ava, and to her great joy and relief, he'd announce, "I think it must be cuddle time now, Auntie Ava."

Ava never refused him, no matter what she was doing or how she was feeling, herself. Sometimes she suspected that it wasn't that he was tired or unwell, himself but that he knew that she was, and he just wanted to make her feel better. It never failed, either one of them, in any case.

Whenever Isabel was nursing Charlie, Lex would bring his favourite storybook to Isabel and suggest, "Let's read this story to Charlie, now, okay, Mommy?"

Isabel would get him to hold the book and turn the pages and she would read the story to them both. Within weeks, Lex wanted to take turns with Isabel, in reading it out loud, to Charlie.

As Maria's pregnancy progressed, Lex insisted on helping her pick things up from the floor and when Maria went for her daily walk, it was a given that she had to take Lex with her.

Lex explained excitedly, to Michael, "Auntie Maria tells me all the things about outside and we get to use our outside voices and sing funny songs and everything!"

Michael was satisfied to stay home during Maria's walk time with Lex, provided Maria had a fully charged burner phone with her, in case of emergency.

He taught Lex the numbers to press, to call him if Auntie Maria had red *paint* on her or if she was laying down or sleeping on the ground outside. He didn't want to worry Lex with the thought of Maria ever being seriously injured or unconscious. Michael worried enough about her, already, for both of them.

A little less than a week before Christmas, as Isabel and Lex were decorating the Christmas tree, Isabel had been startled by Lex's statement, "I want Daddy to sleep in our room, too, Mommy. Please?"

She'd been on the verge of explaining about Jesse when Kyle had joined them in the living room, upon his return from running a Christmas related errand, and Lex had launched himself at Kyle with a joyous laugh, greeting him excitedly, "Daddy, Daddy! I missed you!"

Nobody corrected him. Kyle eventually explained that he would sleep in their room with them someday but that it had to be the right time and that time wasn't just yet. Lex accepted that explanation and didn't ask about it, again.

On December twentieth, Lex found a stunned bird, on the ground, outside, in the backyard, after it had flown into a window pane and he brought it to Max, asking him solemnly, "Can you make him all better, please, Uncle Max?"

Max readily obliged and then they set the bird free together.

On December twenty-second, Liz was doing the chore chart for January and Lex asked, in earnest, "Can I do chores, too, Auntie Lizzie?"

Liz made one up just for him. It was henceforth his job to put the newest chore chart on the fridge with magnets. Lex was very proud and happy to do his part.

In the wee hours of the morning of December twenty-fourth, Kyle awoke to the feel of a very naked Isabel slipping into bed with him. He started to give his usual reasons why she really wasn't supposed to be doing that but she put a finger over his lips and said with a seductive smile, "I just dreamwalked Jesse. Guess who's a newly divorced, no longer married woman?"

Kyle objected weakly, "I don't have a condom."

Isabel argued, "I'm between breeding pains; I really don't care! Unless you just don't want me?"

Kyle looked at her like she was crazy and then he proved to her just how wrong she was by unleashing the passion for her, that he'd been keeping in check, for almost two years.

Kyle was initially startled when Isabel lactated profusely, during a particularly intense orgasm she was experiencing, but then he smelled it and tasted it and found that he couldn't get enough of it. Even watching it happen excited him and their passion for each other escalated, all over again.

The flashes she was sharing with him, only contributed further to his euphoria. It was the most at one with the universe, that Kyle had ever felt.

As they lay holding each other in the aftermath, Kyle said in a voice thick with emotion, "Isabel Evans, I am so hopelessly in love with you."

Isabel nuzzled his ear and assured him, "Oh, that has been super clear for a very long time, Kyle but the words are very nice to hear, too. It's mutual, so breathe, okay?"

Kyle chuckled self-consciously and asked, "Is my alarm about to ring and when I wake up, I'll be alone and none of this actually happened?"

Isabel looked over her shoulder and then back at him and answered, "It is about to ring, but you aren't alone and every glorious moment of this, most definitely happened."

Kyle blurted out, "Marry me."

Isabel's eyes widened in surprise but before she could respond, Kyle was retracting it, "I don't know why I said that. Ignore me, please? You just got out of one marriage, as if you'd ever -"

"Yes.", she interrupted him. He blinked and carried on rambling, "Right? What kind of an idiot asks a divorcee to get married before the ink is even dr-"

Isabel huffed in adoring impatience, "I said yes, Kyle! Yes, I'll marry you!"

Kyle blurted out before he could stop himself, "When?"

Isabel half-teased, "I knew a couple of hours ago, that that's what I wanted, so really, whenever you want. There's no such thing as too soon, for me."

Kyle blinked and asked with incredulity, "Wait, you're serious? You're really saying yes? Wait, I don't even have a ring for you! I couldn't have done this more wrong if I'd tried! How can you be saying yes?"

Isabel smiled, as she caressed his face and she teased, "Because I'm in love with the very best friend I've ever had and I want to marry him. Besides who could ever say no to such a nice boy face? Definitely, not me! Name the date and count me in."

Kyle held her gaze and answered, "Eleven-twenty pm on New Year's Eve. I kind of have plans to kiss someone very special, to me, at the stroke of midnight."

Isabel countered, "How about you kiss your fiancee at midnight on New Year's Eve and we take the first day of the new year to recover from the night before and then we get married on January second, after hopefully sleeping well, the night before?"

Kyle nodded in agreement with the renegotiated date and leaned in to seal it with a kiss but his alarm rang, interrupting them. Isabel hit snooze on his alarm, hastily got out of bed, put her robe on and explained, "I don't think we want Lex finding out about this, like this! I love you, Kyle! See you at breakfast!"

Kyle lay there for several more seconds, smiling in awe, then said out loud to himself, to the universe, to Buddha or to anyone else who might be paying attention, "So that just happened and it was awesome! I get to marry my best friend. How cool is that? Almost too cool; even for me!", and then he hurried to beat Isabel to the kitchen so that he could be the one to give her her morning coffee. He knew that between Lex and Charlie, he had a good five minutes on her, easily.


Liz and Max looked at each other and stifled their laughter, together. Liz admonished him, "Ssssh! They're gonna hear us!"

Max confessed, "I know it should bother me, because she's my sister but the speed! Oh man! Obviously the divorce is finalised or he would have turned her down. I wonder how many seconds it took - ow! What?"

Liz was still trying really hard to either not laugh or at least laugh quietly as she scolded her husband more, "You're terrible! You so should not be commenting about them, like, at all!"

Max grinned and challenged her, "So give me something else to talk about, then."

Liz smirked and suggested, "How about we just don't even talk, because I mean if they are making that kind of noise, they probably won't notice ours? Well, not as much, as if they weren't making noise, anyway."

Max teased, "So, what are you saying? If we can't beat 'em, join 'em?"

Liz made a yuck face and shook her head, laughing quietly but shaking with it as she insisted, "No, Max, you can't say things like that! You have to stop! That's so awful! No. Just no."

Max declared, still with laughter in his voice, "You're really beautiful, you know that? I wish you didn't have to stifle your laughter because it's one of my favourite sounds that you make."

Liz stopped laughing and assured him flirtatiously, "Oh, Max, I have an entire repertoire of sounds that I make, that you'll like even more."

Max rolled her under him, kissed her, and said smugly, "I know you do. I'm about to help you make quite a lot of them, too."

Liz eagerly sheathed his erection with a condom and welcomed him into her body with another of his favourite sounds; her passionate moan of pleasure.

Despite knowing that Isabel and the kids would be joining him in the kitchen, he still startled when she greeted him, again, "Good morning, Kyle."

He dropped the mug of coffee he'd made for her. It hit the floor, broke and hot coffee pooled out from the pieces. Kyle belatedly yelped, "No!", and reached out to catch it and then the entire mess disappeared and the mug with it's full contents were once again in his hand, as if nothing had happened.

Isabel narrowed her eyes at him and asked carefully, "How long have you been able to do that kind of thing?"

Kyle blinked and denied, "What? Me? I thought it was you. Or Charlie?"

Maria and Michael joined them and Maria asked, "What about Charlie?"

Ava joined them, too and repeated Maria's question, "Yeah, what about Charlie?"

Kyle and Isabel looked around at most of their crew, then at each other and answered at the same time, "Nothing."

Isabel added, "My divorce from Jesse was final as of yesterday at three pm, Eastern Standard Time. Kyle has just asked me to marry him. I said yes. Don't look for a ring; there isn't one. We're getting married on January the second. All of this will, of course, affect Lex and Charlie."

That sufficiently distracted them all from figuring out why Kyle had really mentioned Charlie. Kyle knew without a doubt that it hadn't been either Charlie or Isabel who had restored the mug and it's contents but he wasn't ready to face it, never mind embrace it.

After sincere, if subdued, congratulations on their engagement were given and received, they all sipped at their coffees, while Lex and Michael, with his daughter in one arm and Lex on his knee, both chowed down, together, on huge bowls of sugary breakfast cereal, that had been liberally dosed with tabasco sauce.

Liz and Max joined them fresh out of the shower, just as Michael and Lex were polishing off their last few spoonfuls.

Isabel shared hers and Kyle's engagement news with Liz and Max and Liz and Max pretended that it was news to them. They even managed to congratulate them without laughing. Everybody was happy. Except for, maybe Kyle. He was freaked out, all over again, about having alien stuff going on, inside of his body.

Michael spent some more time with the kids, in the living room, admiring the Christmas tree and then eventually watching a tape of recorded Saturday morning cartoons, while the rest of the crew ate more adult fare for breakfast and took turns showering, while Max cleaned up the kitchen and Liz and Maria went to go sit out in the Frankenmobile, together for some much needed, one on one time, in private.

It's not that either of them had anything in particular that they wanted to talk about, they just missed doing nothing together, happily and so that's what they did for just a few minutes and it made them both feel better about life in general.

Maria finally decided it must be her turn for the shower and so she and Liz, still laughing about nothing in particular, together, went back inside the house.

Maria stopped in to the living room, to kiss the kids and to haul Michael off to shower with her, and Liz stayed with the kids in the living room, while waiting for Max to finish up with his assigned kitchen chores.

Kyle and Isabel were stealing a few moments, together, in Kyle's room, to make out, while her kids were with anyone else besides them, and Ava was giving herself a full pedicure.

Isabel halted things between her and Kyle, the moment she heard the shower turn off. She hastily excused herself, "I don't want to stop either, but I really need to pee and it sounds like Maria and Michael are done in there. Meet me in the living room, in like five minutes?"

Kyle stole another passionate kiss and then agreed, "Yeah. Hey? I love you, Isabel. Thanks for saying yes."

Isabel grinned and said, "You're so freaking adorable! You already said thank-you for that!"

Kyle smiled sheepishly, shrugged and offered, "It bears repeating. Forever probably."

Isabel smiled at him lovingly and then raced off to use the restroom.

Kyle tried not to think about the coffee mug thing, as he made his way downstairs to the kids. Seconds before he got there, he heard Liz scream, "Charlie!", and he heard a tremendous crash, followed by Charlie's pained and terrified wailing.

Kyle raced into the living room, saw at a glance that the Christmas tree had fallen on Charlie, who had been in her bouncy seat on the floor, directly in it's fall path.

Kyle didn't consider about being seen, he simply acted and with a flick of his wrist the tree seemingly righted itself, fallen and broken ornaments returned to their places on the tree, intact once again, and although she was still shaken, Charlie was unharmed, as if it hadn't happened, at all.

Max having rushed to get to Liz, when he'd heard her scream, arrived just in time to see what Kyle had done, and he said simply, "Nice save, Kyle. Thanks, man."

Liz gaped at Kyle, only managing a quiet, "Wow.", before the rest of the crew hurried into the living room, too, demanding to know what had just happened.

Liz declared to them, in awe, "Guys? Kyle has powers, now, too."

Max shivered and said in wonder, "Oh, wow, Liz. Charlie. Charlie. I think you might have dreamt about this."

Liz looked confused for a moment and then she shivered, too, as she mused, "So it wasn't a him and she hadn't even been conceived or named, yet. I've never had a vision that far ahead of time, before, I don't think?"

Isabel demanded with impatient confusion, "What are you even talking about? What just happened? I heard my daughter screaming mere seconds ago and now she's fine?"

Kyle supplied, "The Christmas tree fell down."

The four adults who hadn't witnessed it, looked at the tree, then at Kyle, clearly skeptical. Michael asked, "When was this?"

Kyle answered quietly, "About two seconds before you all came running in here."

Maria asked, "I'm sorry but that doesn't make a lick of sense. The tree looks unchanged, to me? Wait. Liz said something about you having powers. What kind of powers?"

Max answered for him, "The kind that resets and restores things. Kind of like an undo button. The tree was down, ornaments were scattered or broken, Charlie was under the tree and then Kyle just reversed the whole thing. Tree was back up, every ornament back in it's place and unbroken. Charlie seems fine, too."

Kyle still tried to deny it, "It could have been Charlie who saved herself. Langley did say that she's powerful."

Max gently refuted, "It was you, Kyle. I saw you do it."

Kyle raised his voice defensively and he insisted, "No, it wasn't me! Thanks for saving my life and everything but you had no right to change me!", and he stormed off, out the backdoor.

Isabel asked Maria to watch the kids and she ran after Kyle. He was already in the Frankenmobile with the engine on, clearly intending to drive. Isabel used her powers to hold the car in place until she could stand in front of it.

Kyle glared at her and demanded, "Move, Isabel."

Isabel countered, "Turn off the car and come for a walk with me."

Kyle closed his eyes, shook his head and insisted, "I can't do this, right now! Just let me get away from this, please!"

Isabel refused, "You can't, Kyle. There is no getting away from it. Turn off the car. Walk with me. Share this with me."

Kyle opened his eyes again and accused, fighting tears, "Your brother. This is on him. He did something to me, Isabel. It isn't right. It's not natural. My world has laws and order. That was not of my world! What did he do to me? What did he turn me into? Where did normal go? I want it back. I need it back. Make him give it back!"

Isabel's eyes welled with sympathetic, unshed tears and she regretfully declined, "You know it doesn't work like that, right? Turn off the car, Kyle. Please?"

Kyle turned off the ignition, removed the key and tossed it out the window. He had the steering wheel in a death grip as he tried to pull himself together. He startled when Isabel appeared at the window beside him. From a crouched position, leaning in his window with both elbows, she asked him, "You do believe in miracles, right?"

He shrugged, then nodded slowly and admitted, "Yeah. I'm living proof."

Isabel suggested, "What if this new power you have isn't only from Max?"

Kyle frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Where else would it come from?"

Isabel posed another question, "What drew you to Buddhism?"

Kyle considered that for a moment and then he attempted to explain, "The idea that everything does make sense and have order whether or not I can see it myself.

The idea that everything, exactly as it is, is okay and is supposed to be that way instead of the way I want it to be; that there's a balance, even if it isn't apparent to me.

That I gain more by letting go, than by holding on and trying to make the universe fit to my ideals.

That normal is just an illusion that impedes enlightenment and acceptance."

Isabel nodded and further suggested, "Okay, so what if you manifested the exact power that you needed? A way to put things back, in order to feel safer?

Maybe Liz did, too, even? Her future was uncertain and it made her feel unsafe and now she can see glimpses of the future, from time to time. Maybe that is what she needed, when she needed it?

Haven't you been seeking the very thing that you can do, now? A way to undo chaos? A way to protect those you love and care for? What if Max was only the catalyst so that your prayers could be answered in a way that spoke to you?

And if Maria really is the Commander, maybe her power had something to do with the way yours manifested, too?

Why did you fix the mug, Kyle? Why did you put the tree back, to how it was before it fell?"

Kyle pondered quietly, "The mug? For you. I just wanted you to have your coffee. I was happy about us."

Isabel asked, "So is it fair to say you were motivated by love?"

Kyle almost laughed and then he conceded, "Yeah."

Isabel prompted him, "And the tree?"

Kyle stifled a sob, "Charlie. I've only just met her and I already love her. And you love her. And I love you. I had to do something!"

Isabel caressed his hair and said sincerely, "And you did. Thank-you for loving my little girl that much. And me, too. If I wasn't already in love with you, that probably would have sealed the deal, right there."

Kyle reached for her hand and just held it without saying anything. After several moments he gestured with a nod toward the house and lamented, "I was just a complete ass to my soon to be brother-in-law."

Isabel laughed through tears of relief and assured him, "I don't think he's going to hold a grudge about it. This new thing that you can do, it's a lot for you to get used to. If anyone can understand that, it's the people we live with, in that house. We've all got your back, Kyle."

Kyle nodded and declared, "I've really gotta start showing a lot more gratitude for that. Best crew, ever."

Isabel squeezed his hand and stipulated, "Only if you remain a part of it. I mean after all, you are the best, right?"

Kyle chuckled, shook his head and pretended to agree, "Yeah. That's me, for sure. High school told me so and high school never lies."

Isabel laughed and played along, "Nope. Never!"

Kyle asked tentatively, "Should we go back inside?"

Isabel stood up from her crouched position beside the car and took a step back as she answered, "Please. I'd really like that."

Kyle got out of the car, rolled up the window, locked the door, slammed it shut, stooped to pick up the key that he'd tossed and then he held Isabel's hand again, halting her from going inside right away. She looked at him questioningly.

Kyle shrugged, fidgeted self-consciously and quietly said, "I'm sorry if I scared you, out here. Thanks for being the voice of reason I needed. I love you, Isabel."

Isabel winked at him and teased, "Just paying you back for all the times you were my voice of reason. I love you, too, Kyle."

They hugged each other and it became more of a holding onto something that was precious to both of them, until they were ready to go back inside the house.

TBC ...
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Re: Finding Something Better by Fidomom (AU,M/M,TEEN/ADULT) Ch1-13/? - 12/26/18

Postby keepsmiling7 » Wed Dec 26, 2018 11:42 am

What a wonderful Christmas surprise we had here!
And the humor is running wild with these guys.......
Kyle has surprised me more than once, especially with his "breast friend".
The three custody of Charlie is an interesting arrangement.
Loved the brief Max and Liz moments!
I continue to laugh at Kyle's new powers and antics.
Thanks, Carolyn

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