Roswell Fanatics

It had been a busy morning for Pam Troy at Poco Mesa Junior High School in Roswell New Mexico; Before class: “My sister and I were there. Yeah, it was Parker. She disappeared with this great big football guy. I hear she went up to his bedroom with him.” First Period: “Yeah, I heard there were three ...

“I honestly have no idea, Mr. Parker. I suppose it might be prudent for you to change the locks on your house, but maybe not. Given what she told us about what was happening before she blacked out, even with the holes in her story, I’d say this came out much better than anyone had any right to expec...

Saturday Morning 11:00 AM Olson’s Sporting Goods, Dexter New Mexico Rafael Torres was at the front counter when the two men came in. The boss had just gone to buy them both lunch, his treat. It was a quiet morning, and these were the first two people he’s seen in the store in the last two hours. The...

Sheriff Valenti was there along with the policewoman when the Parker’s were brought into the conference room. The doctor went to the couple and had them sit, placing her hands on top of theirs. She looked up at the Sheriff who closed the door and nodded for her to begin. “First of all, you need to k...

Liz wasn’t sure about Daktar, but the words of anger she had thrown at him seemed to have changed him somewhat. He treated her with….respect, even with honor. He asked her first if she wanted to know what would soon happen to her, telling her that this was what Kivar wanted, that he was to give her ...

The doctor was being as gentle as she could be, Liz realized, and the policewoman was kind and supportive, but the rape exam was still one of the most unpleasant experiences of her life. It wasn’t really painful, they were being gentle and careful, but it brought back the terrible memories, memories...

The warm water felt good trickling down over her body, caressing her skin. She’d looked again at her left breast, still surprised it wasn’t bruised or tender. The dream had seemed so real. She’d used her strawberry shower gel, anxious to cover up any scent of that horrid place that hadn’t been washe...

Nancy Parker’s fear was numbing. The night had been a mother’s worst fear. She’d been surprised when Lizzy had asked for permission for a sleepover at Pam Troy’s house, she hadn’t thought they were that close. The phone call at 2AM had awakened Jeff and Nancy from a quiet and contented sleep, and th...

She looked for Pam and her sister for about twenty minutes, not really feeling all that well. Maybe it was the loud noise, or the smoke or the beer or the bad soda pop, but she was feeling kind of nauseous, and very tired. She wanted more than anything to go home, but really didn’t want to call her ...

Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell, or any of it's characters. I don't own Liz, Max, or anybody else. They belong to Ms Metz, Mr Katims, the UPN, or whoever the heck now owns the rights to them, but not to me. If they were smart, they'd probably bring the series back. Hopefully they'll be too smart to ...