By: roswellbrat
Category: CC M/L
Rating: Teen
Disclaimer: I own neither the characters or the television show. Any new characters are solely the figment of my imagination
Summary: This story takes place eight months after Graduation. Growing tired of being on the run, they decide it's time to return to Roswell to take their lives back. Soon after returning, they will find out what really happened in their other life and what Liz really means to their future.
A/N I normally post all my stories at the Sci-fi boards, but someone recommended that I bring it here for you to read. I hope you like it, too. Some times I get carried away and can be a bit long, so be forwarned.

Taking It Back
Sometime during the night the air must have cooled off, the room now had a slight chill to it. Max could feel Liz had snuggled closer to him, drawing on his body heat. Pulling the blanket over them, he wrapped his arm around her, closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.
The light of morning was making its way into the room, opening one eye, he saw her watching him. Smiling, he cups her face in his hands and gives her their first kiss of the day.
“All our days should start off like that…” She says as she returns the kiss.
“Don’t they?”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Sighing, she rests her head on his chest. “Someday, I hope we can wake up in our own place, not some motel room. I want to be able to make us a home, Max. I love that we help people, but sometimes I’d just like to help us for once…”
Looking around the room, it looked like all the others they had been in since they left Roswell. They never even had a day alone; it was always the six of them. He loved them all, they were his family, but sometimes it could be overwhelming. There were times he just wanted Liz to himself, to be able to do some of the little things a husband does for his wife, like fix her breakfast in bed. Granted, it wouldn’t be much since the best thing he could fix would probably be cold cereal or toast; but it was the idea of being able to do it. Thinking about Isabel and Jesse and what they gave up, it angered him at the way they had to destroy their lives. It wasn’t fair; they never hurt anyone…why should they have to pay for the paranoia of the government. Scooting up he pulls Liz with him, looking deep into her eyes; he wanted to be able to read her reaction at what he was going to say. Taking a deep breath he asks her “What would you say about going back, back home to Roswell?”
She didn’t know what to say, taking a minute to think about it, she finally answers him. “Max, do you know how dangerous it would be?” Sensing he was about to say something, she covers his lips with her fingers. “We would be sitting ducks…they could come in at anytime, we would always have to watch our backs.” Smiling at him, she gives him what he wants to hear. “But, we do that anyway, always looking back…wondering if we might have made a mistake. At least there we would be on familiar ground; we’d know who to trust. There would only be a few people we could really depend on.” Seeing the relief on his face, she brings up the one thing that might destroy his plan. “I know we, the six of us, could probably pretty much defend ourselves, but, if we were living back in Roswell, how much danger would our families be in…?”
“How much danger are they in now? They could be picked up at any time, the government knows of ways to get the message to us if they had them, if they were going to do anything to them…but they haven’t. We can’t keep running scared anymore. I think it’s time we took it back…”
“Take what back, Max?”
“Our lives and our destinies, they’re in Roswell.” Looking down at her, he sees that she understands what he is feeling, not that he expected anything less from her, she always knew what was in his heart. “Besides, there is always the pod chamber, it could be our main line of defense…no one but us can get in.” Drawing her to him, he looks at the clock; he knew that they wouldn’t have to meet the others for breakfast for another hour…
As they walked into the motel dining room they saw that the others were already at the table. Looking at his watch, Kyle grins. “Over sleep did we?” Liz starts to blush.
After the waitress brings their coffee, Max looks around the room. It was a slow day, so they had the place to themselves. “I have a proposition. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m tired. I’m tired of running, tired of worrying about our families…we need to take our lives back. Let’s go home.”
He’s greeted with four stunned faces…he doesn’t know how they’ll react. After what seems like an eternity, he couldn’t stand it any longer…”Well? Doesn’t anyone have anything to say?”
Isabel is busy thinking of the possibilities; maybe Jesse could come home too. Of course, he’d have to give up his job…she didn’t think it would be possible for her to go to him. The four of them needed to be together, they needed each others strength in case the time would ever come for them to defend what they have. She now included Liz as the fourth. Liz, in her own way, had become stronger than Tess would have been…she had the ability to connect to Max in a way that no one else could. She intensified Max’s powers.
Kyle was busy thinking of his father and his grandfather. He was worried about his grandfather and how is father would react should anything happen to him. They still had so much time to make up for, maybe if he was there, he could ease their situation, bring them closer before it’s too late.
Maria looked at these people she had been living with all this time. She loved them all, but she too longed to be home. Her mother had been through so much, she wanted to explain all the things that happened. She knew that her mother had an idea about what had gone on, but it was all second hand. She needed to tell her what she was feeling and that she never meant to hurt her with all the things that she had put her through…but it had been necessary, to keep her and the others safe.
Michael looks first at Max, then at the others. “You’re right Maxwell, it’s time. When do we leave?”
To Be Continued…