Roswell Fanatics

PART 11

“Wow! Look at this place!” Isabel gushed for like the tenth time. Alex gave her a thoroughly amused look as she let her eyes wander all over the café. “I never thought I’d see a alien themed café here!”

“You wouldn’t. Maria owns it.” Alex told her.

“What! She never told me!” Isabel said surprised.

“She performs here too, but now since she’s pregnant and all she has an off time here. Her manager takes care of it nowadays. I perform here too.” He told her shyly.

“My, my! Isn’t that interesting!” Isabel said, with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Just like the old times…”

They sat quietly as those words washed over them. Just like old times. Nothing was like it anymore. Everything changed. They kept silent all through the walk to the park, both comfortable in it. As they strolled through the park, the chill wind blowing through her hair, Isabel hesitantly asked Alex. “When did things change Alex?” she asked quietly.

Alex was a bit surprised by the question. “Change what?”

She pushed back the stray hair from her face. She turned to look at him. “You know, us. How did everything go so haywire?”

Alex paused before answering. He didn’t know how to answer her. “Everything started going downhill after Grant came…” he trailed off, the pain still sharp.

Isabel sucked in her breath. “Grant. Everything seemed so easy then. I though life was going to get better when I left. I thought I could be normal.” She laughed shortly. “Guess, my life is normal now isn’t it? I mean isn’t that what I wanted?”

Alex looked pained. “Isabel…”

“No! I mean I did everything to get away from that destiny thing. Everything to stop my life from being turned upside down. Running away didn’t help. If possible, it only made my life more complicated. All I wanted was a normal life…is that too much to ask?” She looked angry but more confused and sad than anything.

Alex knew she was hurting. He turned her face to meet his. He looked softly, lovingly into her eyes. “What’s so great about being normal?” he asked with a slight smile.

Her face broke into a teary smile at his words. “Yeah.” She whispered softly. “What is so great about being normal…”

TBC....

Author's note: Thanks roswellluver, Trude, Cherie and of course Camille! It means a lot that you guys are folliwng this fic because this wasone ofmy early ones and I was never that fond of it for various reasons! It isn't quite long, i think about 17 parts long but I hope it's something that'll catch your attention!


PART 12

“All set?” Alex asked. Isabel turned to look at him. He was leaning against the doorframe looking nonchalant.

She zipped up her bag. She looked around the room once. “Yeah. I guess so.”

“Need help with that?” Without waiting for her to answer he picked up her bag and carried it outside where Richard was waiting in the car.

Isabel still had not moved. She stood looking about the room. She glanced at the pictures on the walls, the rocking chair, and the blue carpet. Anything and everything. Something to remember that this was real. She told herself. She heard Alex come back into the room.

“Here.” Alex said, handing her a piece of paper. She glanced at it curiously. “These are all the phone numbers you might need. The Evan’s, the Guerin’s and mine. You know…in case you want to talk.”

He shuffled his feet, not sure what else to say. Isabel nodded. “Thank you.” She stuffed it deep into the pocket of her coat.

They stood there in the room, staring at each other. Each not sure what to say or how to say it. Alex opened his mouth to say something but then shut it again, thinking against it. The honking of the horn broke their stare contest.

Alex inclined his head towards the door. “He’s waiting.”

Isabel nodded. She took a shaky breath. “I should go…”

Still she didn’t move. The horn blared again. Isabel shook her head, slightly annoyed. “Yeah. Well…” She gave Alex a warm smile. “Thank you.”

Alex half-smiled. “You’re welcome.”

With a final smile Isabel headed down to the waiting car.

*****

“So, has she called yet?” Michael asked. They were all gathered at the Guerin household. Max and Liz occupied the love seat, while Maria was leaning against Michael on the couch. Alex was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch.

“It has just been two days Michael.” Maria told him. “She’ll call.” She sounded more confident than she felt. What if she doesn’t? She couldn’t stop that thought from popping into her head. No, don’t go there. She will call. Of course she will.

“Did you give her the numbers Alex?” Michael asked impatience laced in his voice.

“Of course I did!” He told him. He was worried too. It was driving him crazy to not know.

“Do you want to try dream walking?” Michael asked.

Everyone turned to look at Max. He sat there thinking deeply for a while. Then he nodded. “We give her one more day.”

PART 13


The sound of breaking glass rung through the apartment. Isabel cowered in the corner, hoping to escape Richard’s wrath. She felt so alone when she realised that she probably would not be able to meet any of her friends again. Not if Richard had his way. She loathed the fact that she was so weak. I’m an alien with powers and can’t do anything to stop my husband! She thought bitterly.

She shrank back even further when Richard barged into her room, seething with rage. “You told them to call you?” He asked, his voice menacing.

She shook her head in silent protest, her eyes wide with fear.

“Didn’t I tell you that you are not to have anything to do with them?” He asked, moving forward.

Her eyes teared up as she shook her head. “Why are they calling Isabel? Did you tell them anything?” he asked.

She shook her head again, wanting to say no but no words would come out.

He grabbed her hand and jerked her onto her feet. He brought her up to her face and sneered. “Why are you being so rebellious, huh?”

All Isabel could do was stare at him, terrified of him. She could feel herself shaking and knew that if Richard were not holding her up she would have sunk down to the floor.

He threw her back down on the floor. Her head hit the side of the bed and a dull pain throbbed at the back of her head. She touched it gingerly, trying to heal it but aside from a slight tingling, it did not work.

“I hope they don’t call here anymore. I’ve already told that friend of yours, Michael wasn’t it? That you don’t want to talk to them.” Richard was glaring at her, furious that they had wanted to know if she was all right.

Richard picked her up in a quick motion. Her head snapped back as he hit her across the face. Her check stung as the tears fell down. She brought her hand up to her face, crying. “Let that be a warning.” Richard told her before leaving her room, locking the door behind him. He had kept it locked for the past two days.

Isabel slid down to the floor, her cheek and head throbbing with pain. I have to get away! I have to! Isabel thought as she wiped her eyes. She went to the door. She jingled the doorknob. Still locked! Now what do I do? She wondered, her mind hazy. She stood there for a moment, staring at the lock. Do I think I could…? She wondered as she placed her hand on the knob. It’s been so long… I have to try. I have to get out of here. Her thoughts were frantic and desperate.

She placed her hand flat against the door, concentrating. Nothing. Come on! She urged herself silently. She was nervous and flustered. She tried again, focusing all her thoughts to control her powers. She could feel a slight tingling sensation in her palm. Sweat beaded her forehead as she tried to open the lock with her powers. She heard a click. Yes! She felt overjoyed. She had been unable to do that in years.

She hurried to her coat and dug into her pockets. Where is it? I know I kept it here! She searched for the scrap of paper, which Alex had given her. She hand curled around the paper and she pulled it out. She noticed that her hands were shaking as she dialled the phone in the hallway. She stuck a quick look towards Richard’s room. The door was closed so she would have no way of knowing when he could walk in on her.

Hr hands shook as she punched in the number. One ring, two rings. Please, come on. Pick up! She pleaded.

Finally, Alex picked up. “Hello?”

“Alex!” Isabel whispered as she stuck another peak at the room.

“Isabel?” He asked in relief, which was replaced with concern.

“Isabel. Where are you? Are you okay?”

“Alex, please. Come and get me. Quick! I can’t take anymore!” She begged as she cried into the phone.

“All right! Tell me where you are.” His voice was comforting.

She quickly told him where she lived.

She had barley hung up when Richards door opened. She quickly snuck back into her room hoping he didn’t check in on her.

****

Almost immediately after Isabel’s call Alex rang up Michael. “Michael. She called.”

He listened closely to what Michael told him over the phone. He nodded, forgetting Michael couldn’t see him. “Alright. She gave me her place. We’ll meet there.”

After giving Michael the address Alex hurried to get Isabel back. I promised Isabel that I would not let anything happen to her. I intend to keep that promise. He thought determinedly.

TBC.....

Part 14

Isabel jolted out of bed when the doorbell rang. Alex! She thought joyfully. But it was replaced by dread when she heard Richard go to answer the door. Oh no! Richard’s at home! She hurriedly opened her door, forgetting the fact that Richard had kept her locked in.

She stepped out into the hallway and was faced by a very surprised Richard. “How did you get out? I locked you in!” Richard asked.

Damn it! I should have been more careful! What do I tell him? What do I tell him? She wondered. “Ummm…the door…you see…” She stammered. The doorbell rang again, this time more insistently.

Richard narrowed his eyes at her before turning to get the door. “I’ll deal with you in a minute. Let me get rid of who ever is at the door.” He told her as he looked through the peephole.

After a brief pause, of what seemed like hours to Isabel, Richard whirled around, his face seething with anger. “What are they doing here?” He demanded.

“What are who doing here?” Isabel asked innocently.

Richard grabbed her arm tightly. “You know who! Your brother and that fellow. What was his name again? Right Alex and Michael!”

“Oh they’re here?” She feigned. “I don’t know what they are doing here.” His grip tightened on her arm as he pulled her fiercely towards the kitchen at the back. She winced as his nails bit into her flesh.

“How did you call them? I disconnected the phone in your room and you were locked in. How did you get out?” He demanded, his voice rising.

“I don’t know what you are talking about!” Isabel protested weakly. But Richard held firm. This time he ignored the doorbell and knocks on the door.

“What are you trying to do Isabel?” His eyes glinted dangerously. “Maybe you need some help deciding what you want.”

Richard reached out to slap her. She yelped as his hand backhanded her, throwing her off her feet.

“Isabel!” Alex’s muffled voice came through the door.

“Alex! Michael! Help!” Isabel yelled just before Richard clamped her mouth shut. But by then they had heard enough. Within seconds Michael had unlocked the door and was barging into the Moore’s kitchen.

“How did you get in?” Richard asked bewildered. “What is wrong with this apartment’s locks?”

“We’ve come to take Isabel!” Michael told him calmly, ignoring Richard’s furious rant.

That caught his attention. “I’d like to see you try!” He sneered.

Alex stepped forward, his eyes blazing with anger. He locked eyes with Richard and growled. “I’d like to see you stop us!”

Isabel had now made her way towards the kitchen door and her departure was unnoticed by Richard who was too busy glaring at Alex.

“You know she’s my wife! I can tell her to do whatever I want!” Richard told Alex.

“Just because you are married doesn’t mean you have total control over her life. She can do what she wants.” Michael told him angrily. He hated the way this jerk treated his sister.

“Not while she lives in this house, she won’t!” Richard threw back.

“Guess we’ll have to change the living arrangement then!” Michael said.

It was then Richard noticed Max creep up and grab Isabel. “Hey! Stop!” Richard bellowed.

But Max and Isabel were already making a run for it down to Max’s car. They had parked it outside so that they could leave in a hurry. By the time Richard managed to make it past Alex and Michael, it was too late. Max and Isabel were gone.

He turned on Alex and Michael. “Where did you take her? Where is she?” he screamed.

“Someplace where you’ll not find her, until we’re ready.” Richard’s face contorted in anger as he charged at Alex but Alex easily side stepped him, having been in worse fights than with a businessman. I didn’t fight the aliens for nothing! He thought.

Michael was already moving to knock Richard out but Alex stopped him. Michael gave him a puzzled look. Alex calmly said. “You don’t want to sink to his level.”

Richard actually looked a bit relived that Michael would not hit him, because Michael was stronger. But his relief was wiped out when Alex turned to give him a cold stare. Then just as swiftly Alex punched Richard in the jaw and kneed him in the stomach. Richard went down with a groan. “Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t!” He told Michael just as calmly.

Michael gave him a thoroughly amused look. Alex turned back to Richard, as calm as if he had not just wiped out a guy bigger than him. “Now you listen up! You will not see Isabel until we find it fit! I will not let you hurt her! You understand me? I will not let the girl I love be hurt once more by some pathetic excuse of a man!”

Then without waiting for an answer Alex left the apartment and after giving Richard a steely glance, Michael followed, still somewhat amused by Alex’s behaviour. It just proved to him how much Alex still loved his sister.


TBC...

author's note: thanks all! Glad to know you liked Alex knocking Richard down! I had fun writing that! Well, only a couple more chapters to go before this ends.


Part 15

Isabel sat on the back porch, staring at the familiar V formation of stars. The chill wind sent goose bumps over her arms and she shivered slightly. It had been two days since Max had taken her from her own house. She had spent the two days in the Evans’s household. She had kept to herself, avoiding the others but she knew she would have to talk to them sooner or later. She couldn’t stay here forever.

She pondered about what she’ll do. Do I go back? She thought. But just the thought sent shivers down her arms. She suddenly felt a warm shawl drape her shoulders. She looked up and saw Alex. He smiled gently as he sat down next to her, shoulder to shoulder.

“You should come in. It’s cold outside.” He told her, as she pulled the shawl around herself tighter.

“I’ve been colder.” Isabel told him softly, still staring at the sky.

They sat quietly, both staring at the sky, each in their own thoughts. Finally Isabel turned to him and said, “Thank you.”

Alex gave her a puzzled smile. “For what?”

Isabel looked at him, smiling at him softly. “For everything…”

Alex nodded in acknowledgment. He knew what she was talking about. She didn’t have to thank him. He would have done it sooner or later, even if she hadn’t called him. And he was sure she knew it also.

“What do you plan to do now?” He asked after a while.

Isabel sighed, still not looking at him. “I don’t know. Leave him, I guess. Maybe Max is right. Maybe there is something for me out there, expect Richard and Destiny.”

She finally turned to him, her eyes confused and unsure. “I mean, there has to be, hasn’t there?”

“Destiny is what you make it to be. We’ve all pretty much proved that.” Alex told her.

Isabel nodded and turned her face to the sky again. “I wish my mother were here. Not Diane Evans but my real mother, the one from Antar. Maybe she could tell me if we create our destiny.”

“She would have told you the same thing.” Alex told her.

Isabel nodded. “ I guess…”

Finally after a few more minutes of silence Isabel got up and dusted of her jeans. “So,” She said, her long forgotten poise back, “How soon can Max bring out the divorce papers?”

* * * * * * * * * * *

Isabel let the water cascade down her face. Her tears mingled with the water as she leaned back against the shower letting the warm water flow down. Finally she scrubbed her face and shut of the water. Towelling herself dry, she put on her terry cloth robe and went and sat down in front of the vanity.

She picked up her brush and aimlessly ran it through her wet hair. She watched the water droplets fall on the carpet, the water spreading into a circle. Without a second thought she ran her hand over it and dried it with her powers. At least, my powers are returning. She thought absentmindedly before she placed her head in her hands and started to sob.

She hated crying over him. She hated it that it hurt. She knew she should be overjoyed or at least relieved that Richard was going to be out of her life, but she couldn’t help crying. Her body racked with sobs as she let herself cry.

She didn’t even hear Liz enter, until she placed a hand comfortingly on her shoulder.

“It hurts. It hurts so bad.” Isabel sobbed, still not changing her position.

“I know, honey. It can’t be easy.” Liz told her.

“Why Liz? Why does it hurt so bad? Why do I have to cry for him?” Isabel asked, looking pleadingly at her friend. Her tear-streaked face was filled with confusion.

“No matter how much he hurt you, you loved him, if only a little bit.” It was a statement not a question.

Isabel paled at the thought. She shook her head. “No. How could I? I still love…” She broke off suddenly growing quiet.

Liz just smiled and nodded. “Maybe, but a part of you did love Richard. Or else you wouldn’t have married him. It’s not like you.”

Isabel finally nodded in agreement. “I did love him, a tiny bit maybe, but I did nonetheless.”

Liz squeezed her shoulder comfortingly. “It’ll get better. I promise. We are here to help you and if you want to talk, I’m here. All of us are.”

Isabel nodded, thanking her.

After a final hug Liz left Isabel. Isabel felt better strangely. She let herself say the name she hadn’t said in front of Liz. “Alex…” Just saying his name made her smile.

* * * * * * * * * *

“You’re sure you want to do this?” Max asked Isabel once more.

Isabel squirmed slightly in her seat. She sat in Max’s office with the papers in her hand. She bit her lip, doubt invading her mind. But after a moment’s hesitation she nodded. “Yes. Yes, I want to do this.” She told him.

“But I don’t get it. Why aren’t you contesting for alimony?” Michael asked. “I mean, I’m pretty sure you’ll get it and after what he has put you through…”

Isabel shook her head. “I just want my things back. That’s all. I don’t want his money or anything that he owns. I don’t want anything to do with him.”

“Izzy is right. She’d be better off without any reminder of that creep!” Maria put in. Maria knew how hard Isabel was trying to forget about her past. She knew it couldn’t be easy for her. Maria was furious at Richard. She couldn’t believe the guy. When Liz and Alex had gone to get Isabel’s stuff from her apartment, he had refused to let them enter. If only I could get my hands on him! She thought angrily, but then remembered her baby.

She heard Michael snort, as if trying to hide his laughter. “Easy girl!” He said so that only she could hear him. Maria smiled. “So you heard my thoughts. I told you to not do that!” She whispered back, sternly. But smiled amused.

“Kinda hard not to. You’re a real vibrator!” He shot back.

Maria let out appeal of laughter, which only caused Max and Isabel to give them weird looks.


TBC....

A/N:I know it may seem odd that Isabel is still upset over her over Richard, but I feel that no matter how your relationship ws, if you're with a person for that long, some attachments do tend to spring up. You might hate it and wish to god you didn't feel anything, but there is always something there...

Part 16

“What do you want?” Richard snapped irritably as Max entered his office.

“Your signatures.” Max told him sliding the divorce papers across the table calmly.

“What?” Richard asked, sitting straight up. He grabbed the papers and skimmed through them. Finally his lips curled in disgust. “She wants a divorce now does she?”

“That’s what it says. She’s already signed,” He gestured to Isabel’s signature. “It’s about time you did too.”

To Max’s surprise Richard let out a long laugh. “What makes you think I will?” he asked.

Max gave him his coldest ‘lawyer’ stare. “Let’s just say you don’t want to take this in court.”

“Pretty sure of yourself aren’t you?”

Max smiled coldly. He pulled out a bunch of papers from his briefcase. He held them up. “Do you know what these are?”

Richard shook his head. “More divorce papers?” he asked sarcastically.

Max just shook his head. He paced in front of the desk while flipping through the papers. “Let’s just say the IRS would really love to get their hands on these!”

Richard’s eyes went wide. “The…the IRS?”

Max smiled smugly. “Yes. I had Alex pull these up for me. It’s very easy for him to do, what with heading that big computer company. Did you know he has access to a lot of company’s finance department?”

Richard just sat there, for once looking trapped. “Wouldn’t the government like to know since how long you haven’t paid your taxes? You could go broke Richard.” Max asked psuedo-sympathetically. “And we wouldn’t want that now would we?”

“Are you blackmailing me?” Richard asked, indignantly.

“Let’s just say I’m being a good citizen!”

“I could take you to court for breaking in and entering that day!” Richard asked, trying vainly to deter Max. But Max just smiled serenely.

“It was to help an innocent.”

Richard sat back, worry obvious on his face.

“So are you signing now?” Max asked.

After a bit of hesitation Richard nodded. “Where do I sign?”

TBC....

Author's Note: Glad you had fun seeing Max as a firm, ruthless lawyer...I have to tel you I had fun visualising him As for complicating the divorce with the IRS and such, don't worry, I worte this long, long ago and at that point didn't like complicating my stories (What can I say, I was a newbie ) so this is effectively the last part.


Part 17

Two weeks later…

Isabel sat on the edge of the fountain, running her hands through the cool water. She smiled blissfully. She had never felt so free and joyful in a long time. She was free from Richard, she had met her family again and she had the best friends in the whole world. How did I even leave this all? She wondered.

Her reunion with her mother had been tearful but her mother was glad to have her back. I don’t need any other mother. She’s all I want. Diane Evans is my mother. She thought.

She felt close to the others once again. She smiled to herself when she realised that Michael and Maria hadn’t changed much at all. They still loved to argue but she could see how much Michael loved her and how he couldn’t wait for they baby to come. Her thoughts turned to her brother and Liz. She was so grateful to them. They had helped her so much during these past couple of weeks. They had helped her get her back on her feet. She loved her job at the hospital. She got to be around kids and did what she loved best, helping them design clothes. At least the money helps them. She thought.

And Alex…how could she ever repay him. Things were still a bit tense but she knew it would get better. She had hurt Alex, she knew that but she was willing to do anything to make it right.

She suddenly felt that familiar pricking feeling. She turned around. There he was standing behind her, watching her silently, a gentle smile on his face. She smiled at him.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“How’d you find me?” She asked.

He shrugged as he came up next to her. “Just took a guess.”

“You always knew me best.” Isabel said quietly.

“You come here a lot?” Alex asked changing the subject but not before Isabel caught the slight hurt in his voice.

“Not really. Just once in a while.”

Alex just nodded and sat down next to her. He caused a ripple to stir through their reflection. After a while Isabel spoke up. “Can you ever forgive me?”

Alex looked genuinely surprised. “For what?” he asked.

“For leaving. For breaking your heart…for marrying Richard…” Isabel said, tear welling in her eyes.

Alex said nothing for a few seconds. Isabel felt her heart lurch. He will never forgive me! She thought and was about to turn away when she felt Alex hold her hand. She looked at him as he leaned forward and kissed her very lightly on the lips.

Her eyes fluttered close as familiarity filled her sense. But before she could kiss him back he broke it off. She saw the gentle smile curve his face. Her heart fluttered at the gentle, loving smile.

“Don’t you know me at all?” He asked still smiling.

For a split second Isabel couldn’t believe her ears but then grinned and fell into his arms as he enveloped her into a hug that was forgiving as well as loving.

Epilogue

Isabel rapped on the hospital room door before peeking inside. “When can I see my niece?” She asked impatiently.

Maria laughed from her place on the bed. “Come on in Izzy.”

“Congratulations Mom!” Alex grinned as he hugged Maria and shook Michael’s hand.

Both new parents beamed with joy. “Here she is! Isn’t she beautiful?” Michael asked, his eyes shining proudly as he held out his daughter for Isabel and Alex.

“She’s a Deluca-Guerin! She’ll be a terror!” Max laughed.

Maria gave him a mock stern glare. Liz elbowed him but she also laughed. “Little Kelly Ann Guerin will be one spoiled kid!”

“Of course! She’s my first niece!” Isabel told them matter-of-factly.

Alex placed a loving arm around her. “But definitely not the last kid!”

Isabel sighed happily. Everything was just the way it should be. It had taken a lot of work to sort everything between the two of them and also between the others but it all worked out. She felt her past wiped clean. Everything felt just perfect.

THE END



Thanks yous - Well, we've come to the end of this rather short story. ihope you guys liked it because I sure had a lot of fun writing it! I want to thank everyone who read it: DevilishCas, dreamingofstars1947, roswellluver, destinysucks, Trude(Sternbetrachter), Camille(vegas312),creative nickname, Steph(sjcirresistible), Parker Evans, Alex's One True Love, lorastar, and of course cherie!