Roswell Fanatics

Part 27 April 26, 2002 -- One Year Later Liz stood on the foot stool, her mother on her hands and knees below her, several straight pins sticking out of her mouth. Liz twitched from side to side, unable to keep herself still. “Ke ste,” Nancy muttered, her lips taut to keep from dropping the pins ou...

Part 26 “I’d love some coffee, if you have any,” Nancy replied as Diane closed the door behind she and Jeff and Philip lead them to the sofa. Max smiled at Nancy and Jeff, the other teens and Sheriff Valenti seated around the room. “I’ll be right back,” Diane said, Isabel jumping to her feet to hel...

Part 25 “What the hell is going on in here,” Jeff Parker yelled, his hand firmly on Max’s left shoulder. Max’s eyes popped open and he turned slowly, half-expecting smoke to be billowing out of Jeff Parker’s ears. Nancy Parker and Sheriff Valenti stood in the doorway, Mrs. Parker’s eyes full of tea...

Sorry for the extended delay. I've been working on some original material and that's been drawing my attention instead of Intersection (and my other fics). Part 28 “Then what happened,” Maria questioned, her eyes widening as she imagined what Liz would say next. Liz, Alex and Maria sat huddled arou...

Thanks to everyone who nominated the Pathos trilogy (Pathos, Chaos, Terminus) as Best Lead Portrayal of Tess Harding. I'm so honored and humbled! Thank you!!

http://images9.fotki.com/v169/photos/5/52482/216709/FFFBannerrev-vi.jpg Author: JO Title: Fly For Freedom Category: alt-Departure; Liz POV with CC/UC tendencies (Max-Liz-Michael triangle) Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell are the property of Twentieth Century Fox Television and Regency Producti...

Part 24 Max waited around the corner from Liz’s room, his presence blocked by the swinging doors but he could see everything that was taking place down the hallway. Isabel, Michael and Maria sat together in a set of chairs close to Liz’s room because, Max assumed, Liz’s parents were still in the ro...

Part 23 Max and Isabel sat across from their parents, both of them absently playing with their food and exchanging periodic glances. “Mom, Dad,” Max began but quickly found himself choking on his food. He grabbed his throat while Isabel vigorously patted his back. “Max? Oh, Philip, do that...chokin...

Part 22 “I’ll deal with you later, Kyle,” Max growled, his fists involuntarily clinching in his lap. He felt a twinge of anger bubble to the surface and tried very hard to control it or he knew he would do something to Kyle he would regret. “No, Max,” Isabel interrupted by standing up from the floo...

Part 21 “Max,” Isabel said as she met her brother at the hospital entrance, pulling Kyle behind her. “Thank God. Kyle thinks Tess -” “Bring him tonight,” Max replied, avoiding Isabel’s face as he dug into his front pockets for the keys to the Jeep. Isabel watched, her hand still grasping Kyle’s arm...