Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Authors Note: I’m not very happy with the way the excerpt from the destiny book came out. It will probably be rewritten very very soon. But, as bad as it is, I think I managed to convey my point.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Six Who Saw THAT Coming?
Liz Parker walked down the halls of West Roswell High, a secretive smile playing on her lips. She felt as if she could conquer the world. She looked around the students streaming through the halls, looking for any of her friends. Further down the hall, she spied Max, and her smile grew brighter, until she realized that he had his arm around Tess. Her pace slowed a little as she observed them from a distance. To the casual observer, they looked like such a happy couple, but Liz could tell by the rigid way that Max held his shoulders that he abhorred what he was doing.
I love you Max, Liz thought to herself, as she watched the walk farther down the hall. Max stopped, and turned around, his gazing seeking her out unerringly.
I love you too, Liz,. She heard the words as clearly as if Max were standing next to her. She looked around, and tried to figure out where the voice had come from.
I so did not hear that, she thought to herself.
Yes, Liz, you did, echoed Max’s voice in her head.
Liz began to push through the crowd, trying to get closer to Max. She needed to talk to him, to make sense of what she had heard. As she drew closer, she saw Tess tug on Max’s arm, and drag him down the hall, away from Liz. Liz turned abruptly, and she walked down the hall in the other direction. Her eyes stared blankly ahead as she broke into a run. Gone were the all the feelings of conquering the world. Instead, she felt as if she had been conquered. She turned a corner, and collided with something the consistency of a brick wall.
“Ooph,” said Liz as she fell to the floor.
“Liz, Jesus, are you alright,” a voice asked as a hand reached down to help her up.
“Michael. I-I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“Going?” asked Michael, as he pulled her to her feet. You didn’t look like you were going anywhere. It looked like you were escaping to me.”
“I was going to class,” said Liz, as the bell rang.
“Class for you is in the other direction,” said Michael. “Now come on, tell me what’s really wrong.”
“I can’t, Michael. Not here anyhow.”
Michael looked around, and grabbed Liz by the hand, and led her up a flight of stairs, and down a now deserted hallway. He looked around again to make sure they weren’t observed, pulled open a door, and shoved Liz inside.
“The eraser room?” she asked as she looked around.
“Yeah, I happen to know that Pam Troy and Karl Watson broke up, so they won’t be using it this period. Now spill, what has you so worked up that you, Liz Parker the uber student, were leaving school. Was it something with Tess?”
“Yes, no, not really,” said Liz.
“Well, that really cleared that up,” said Michael. “Come on Liz, don’t talk like Maria. I get enough of that from her. Now start at the beginning, and tell me everything.”
Liz explained about her feelings of euphoria, followed by the realization that she and Max could now communicate non-verbally. As she spoke, she felt a wave of panic wash over her, and she began to cry. Michael gathered Liz in his arms, and held her tightly, while she cried as if her heart would break. Finally, her tears subsided, and she gave a watery sniff and used her hands to wipe the tears from her face.
“I’m sorry,” she hiccupped. “I don’t know what came over me.”
“Me either,” said Michael, but we’ll figure it out, together.” He pulled Liz into his arms for another comforting hug. “The one thing you don’t have to worry about is Maxwell. That guy is so in love with you, that it makes me sick.” He was about to say more when the door to the eraser room burst open.
“Oh, sorry Guerin,” Liz heard a voice say. “I didn’t know you and Maria were in here.”
“Bobby, come on,” Liz heard a voice on the other side of the door. “I want to be alone with you.”
“Sorry, Pam. Guerin’s in here with Maria.”
“That’s not possible. I saw her in class when we were in the hall. Let me in, I want to see who he’s in there with.” Liz cringed when she realized the strident voice belonged to none other than Pam Troy.
“Liz Parker?” Pam asked in amazement. “I can’t believe you’re in here with you supposed best friend’s boyfriend. You are such a slut. I always knew you were too good to be true. I can’t wait to tell, well, EVERYBODY!”
Pam turned and pushed past the now forgotten Bobby and rushed out the door as the bell rang.
“Sorry, man,” he said to Michael.
“Yeah, well, what are ya gonna do?” said Michael, shrugging his shoulders as Bobby left the room.
“Michael!” said Liz, swatting him on the arm. “Why didn’t you tell him the truth? Now they’re going to think we were in here together.”
“Tell him what, Liz. That you were in here having a meltdown because you can hear your alien boyfriend’s voice in your head. Okay sure, I’ll go tell them that right now.”
“Your right,” said Liz as she leaned against the door with a sigh.
“I know I’m right,” said Michael. “But I’ll do it if you really want me to,” he said, making a motion towards the door. Liz began to laugh.
“Good, you’re laughing again,” said Michael. “I want to try something, if you’re willing.”
“Michael,” said Liz, laughing some more. “Contrary to what Pam Troy thinks, I am not a slut!”
“Slut, no, manic, maybe,” said Michael, under his breath. “Come on Liz, focus for a second. I want you to try and talk to me.”
“Michael, we have been talking.”
“With your mind, Liz” Michael said, patiently.
“Oh, right, sorry,” said Liz, clearly unrepentant. She stared intently at Michael for a minute and exploded into laughter again. “Well, did you get anything?”
“Nothing. God, Liz, what’s with you. A minute ago, you were in tears, and now you can’t stop laughing. I mean, I’m glad you’re not upset anymore, but this is ridiculous.”
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today.
“Don’t worry about it,” said Michael. “Look, it’s almost lunch time, lets get out of here and meet the others. We should let them know what’s going on.”
“Great,” said Liz, opening the door. “I’m starving anyhow. I feel like I could eat a horse or something.”
“I’ll tell Max to take you out for horse tonight, but for the time being, you’re going to settle for West Roswell High cafeteria cuisine.”
Liz and Michael grabbed some food from the cafeteria and went outside to find the others. Michael scanned the crowed and grabbed Liz’s arm.
“There they are,” he said. “I see Alex, Isabelle and Kyle, over by that tree.” The two made their way across the crowded lawn towards their friends. Liz tried to juggle her books and her tray, when she felt someone grab her arm.
“You vicious bitch,” she heard, just before she felt the stinging slap on her face. “You can’t keep your own man, so you try to steal mine?” Liz shook her head, to try and clear the ringing she heard in here ears.
“Maria!” she cried. “It wasn’t like that, you have to believe me.”
“Believe you?” Maria yelled. “How can I ever believe you again? You were my best friend, I trusted you, and this is how you repay me? I don’t ever want to speak to you again!” Maria released Liz’s arm, and stormed off across the lawn. Michael looked helplessly at Liz for a moment before he took off after Maria. Liz walked slowly towards Isabelle and the others, never once noticing Tess, sitting on a nearby bench, a feral smile on her face.
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Chapter Twenty-Seven ~ added 4/16/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Seven Reunited
Michael Guerin ran across the school grounds after Maria.
“Maria, would you wait a minute!” he called as soon as he got into shouting range. “I can explain everything, just give me a chance!” Maria stopped and whirled around.
“Give you a chance!” she yelled. “Give you a chance?” She poked him in the chest with her index finger. “I’ve had it up to here with giving you chances. I am so sick and tired of giving you second chances, Michael.” She stepped closer to him and whispered, “Just play along.”
Michael blinked, but didn’t show his amazement in any other way.
“Look, Maria,” he said. “You don’t know what you are talking about.
“I don’t know what I’m talking about?” demanded Maria. “Fine, let’s just see what I don’t know. Did you, or did you not take Liz Parker to the third floor eraser room?”
“I did, but it’s not what you’re thinking.”
“Damn it, Michael, of course it’s what I’m thinking. I’m not stupid you know.”
“I didn’t say you were stupid, Maria. Please, just give me a chance to explain,” pleaded Michael.
“The only thing I’m going to give you is this,” said Maria as she leaned in and slapped him across the face. “Is Liz okay?” she whispered as her hand connected with his face.
“Jesus, Maria. You’re supposed to be Liz’s best friend. She’s going through a really rough time right now, and she just needed someone to talk to. It took a while, but I got her calmed down, that’s all it was.”
“Well, I’m just so glad that you have Liz Parker’s welfare at heart,” said Maria, her voice sarcastic. “It really makes me happy to know that. What, just because she lost Max to Tess, she thinks she can move in and try and steal MY boyfriend? And from where I’m standing, it doesn’t look as if she had to work very hard to do it.”
Michael, Maria, stop!” said Max as he walked across the lawn, with Tess by his side. “You’re making a spectacle of yourselves.
“But Max,” said Maria. “Do you know where he was with Liz? The eraser room!”
“What Liz does or doesn’t do isn’t any of my concern, Maria. I’m with Tess now,” he added, putting his arm around her. “I’m sorry if you and Michael are having problems, but we have to do everything we can to not make spectacles of ourselves. You are both failing miserably.”
Why don’t you just mind your own business, Max,” snapped Michael “I’m sick and tired of you playing the king, and trying to decide how I should live my life!”
“Stop it, the two of you, stop it right now,” said Tess. “Michael, in case you are forgetting, he is your king,” she added in an undertone. “Now both of you calm down.”
“Tess Harding, please report to the office,” echoed a disembodied voice over a loud speaker. “Tess Harding, report to the office, immediately.”
“Oh, God!” said Tess, dramatically. “I wonder what that’s all about?”
“I don’t know,” said Max. “But you better go see. Low profile, remember?”
“Fine, I’ll go. Will I see you later, Max?”
“Uh, I, uh have to go with Michael to pick something up,” he said, referring to the destiny book Tess wanted. “And I’m scheduled to work at the UFO Museum tonight, so I probably won’t see you until tomorrow.”
“Oh, okay,” said Tess, brightening visibly at the thought of getting her hands on the book. “I’ll see you later then, Max.” She lifted her face to his, and waited expectantly. Max grimaced and bent down kissed her quickly on the lips.
“Bye, Tess, I’ll see you later.” He waited and watched until Tess was out of view. Max turned to Maria and Michael. “Okay, explain everything, and make it quick.”
“Don’t ask me,” said Michael, holding his hands up. “I’m so far out of the loop on this one. All I know is I bumped into Liz in the hall, and she was totally freaked, so I took her to the eraser room to calm down.”
“Right, and Pam Troy, that bitch, saw them and made it a point to come running and tell me,” said Maria. Tess happened to over hear her, and it seemed like a good opportunity to make her think that there was no chance of you and Liz reconciling.”
“Okay, that was a good idea,” conceded Max. “But what about this scene? What was that all about?”
“That was my idea,” said Kyle, proudly, as he, Alex, Liz and Isabelle joined the small group. “Tess really doesn’t like or trust any of us, and I figured if we could make her thing that you were all pushing us away, or we were pushing you away, it might come in handy.”
“She certainly believed it,” said Max. “Hell, I believed it.”
“You actually thought that there could be anything between my Space Boy and Liz. Come here, girlfriend,” she said to Liz. “Are you alright?”
“I wasn’t,” said Liz, stepping into Maria’s embrace. “Until Isabelle told me what was going on. Maria, I couldn’t believe that you thought that I, that Michael, that we,” said Liz. “I mean he would, I would, we would never do that!”
“I know that Liz. Do you honestly think that I would believe anything that Pam Troy said? Besides I trust the both of you. But Liz, sweetie, what happened to set you off like that?”
“It’s complicated,” said Liz, looking at Max. “I can’t go into it here, especially since I’m no longer with Max, or your friend. Can you guys come to my room, tonight? I'll explain everything then.”
“Liz, I really think you ought to give them the highlights,” said Michael. “Maybe one of them will have an idea about what happened.”
“Okay,” said Liz. “Max,” she turned to him. “Did what happened in the hall this morning really happen, or was I imagining it?” she asked.
“It happened,” he said. “I could hear you, as clear as I can hear you now.”
“Has this ever happened to you before? Can you talk to Michael, or Isabelle, or even Tess that way?”
“No, I’ve never experienced anything like that,” said Max.
“That’s what I was afraid of,” said Liz. “Okay, short version, this morning, I was higher than a kite. I didn’t think anything could ever bother me again. Then I saw Max and Tess in the hallway, and even though I could tell he was unhappy being with her, it still bugged me. I remember thinking to myself that I loved Max. All of a sudden, I could here Max’s voice in my head, telling me he loved me. I thought I was hearing things, but then I heard his voice, telling me I wasn’t. I freaked, I mean completely, and totally freaked. I took off running down the hall and crashed into Michael. He saw what bad shape I was in, and he took me someplace where I could calm down, and relax.”
“The eraser room?” asked Alex.
“Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time,” said Michael.
“Excuse me,” said Liz. “But did you want the long version or the short, because we’re wasting time here.”
“Sorry,” said Alex.
“Anyhow, Michael let me rant and rave and basically cry my eyes out, until I calmed down. That was when Pam showed up. After she left, I freaked out again, only this time, instead of crying, I was laughing hysterically. Michael compared it to someone who was manic, and he’s right. First I was higher than high, then I felt like my world was destroyed, then I was higher than a kite again.”
“After I calmed down again, I tried to talk to Michael the way I did with Max, but it didn’t work. It was time for lunch, so we grabbed some food and went to find you and tell you what was going on.”
“That was when I went into my big number,” interjected Maria. “Chica, I’m sorry I couldn’t clue you into what was going on, but there wasn’t any time.”
“It’s okay, Maria. I get it. It was a good idea. I’m not mad. Look, before we go back to class, I want to try something. I want all of you to concentrate, and I’m going to try and tell you something. Is that okay with all of you?”
After everyone gave their approval, Liz closed her eyes and concentrated hard.
I hate Tess with every fiber of my being, she thought to herself.
I know you do, Liz. We all do, but don’t worry, I’ll protect you, with my life if necessary, Liz heard Max’s voice echo in her head. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked around the circle comprised of her friends.
“Did anybody besides Max hear me?” she asked. They all shook their head, and she sighed. “Well, that’s something,” she said. “At least we know it’s only me and Max, so far.”
“Okay, well, everybody knows what’s going on so far, and we’re all going to meet tonight. We’d better get going, we only have ten minutes more of lunch period,” said Max.
The group started walking back towards class, breaking up into smaller groups before they reached the quad. Kyle and Michael walked off towards the gym, while Isabelle, Maria and Max made their way towards the library. Liz and Alex wandered aimlessly for several minutes, talking about inconsequential things, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on their backs. The warning bell rang, signaling the start of classes in five minutes. They made their way past groups of students, heading back inside the school, when Liz stopped and made an abrupt U-turn.
“Liz, where are you going?” asked Alex. “We have trig next. Your going in the wrong direction.”
“I just want to grab something to eat Alex. I’m starving, and I didn’t get to eat any lunch today.” She kept walking, and then stopped and looked back. “Are you coming?”
“What? Uh, yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” said Alex, absentmindedly. He walked next to Liz, ignoring her chatter while his mind reviewed a passage from the destiny book.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Seven Reunited
Michael Guerin ran across the school grounds after Maria.
“Maria, would you wait a minute!” he called as soon as he got into shouting range. “I can explain everything, just give me a chance!” Maria stopped and whirled around.
“Give you a chance!” she yelled. “Give you a chance?” She poked him in the chest with her index finger. “I’ve had it up to here with giving you chances. I am so sick and tired of giving you second chances, Michael.” She stepped closer to him and whispered, “Just play along.”
Michael blinked, but didn’t show his amazement in any other way.
“Look, Maria,” he said. “You don’t know what you are talking about.
“I don’t know what I’m talking about?” demanded Maria. “Fine, let’s just see what I don’t know. Did you, or did you not take Liz Parker to the third floor eraser room?”
“I did, but it’s not what you’re thinking.”
“Damn it, Michael, of course it’s what I’m thinking. I’m not stupid you know.”
“I didn’t say you were stupid, Maria. Please, just give me a chance to explain,” pleaded Michael.
“The only thing I’m going to give you is this,” said Maria as she leaned in and slapped him across the face. “Is Liz okay?” she whispered as her hand connected with his face.
“Jesus, Maria. You’re supposed to be Liz’s best friend. She’s going through a really rough time right now, and she just needed someone to talk to. It took a while, but I got her calmed down, that’s all it was.”
“Well, I’m just so glad that you have Liz Parker’s welfare at heart,” said Maria, her voice sarcastic. “It really makes me happy to know that. What, just because she lost Max to Tess, she thinks she can move in and try and steal MY boyfriend? And from where I’m standing, it doesn’t look as if she had to work very hard to do it.”
Michael, Maria, stop!” said Max as he walked across the lawn, with Tess by his side. “You’re making a spectacle of yourselves.
“But Max,” said Maria. “Do you know where he was with Liz? The eraser room!”
“What Liz does or doesn’t do isn’t any of my concern, Maria. I’m with Tess now,” he added, putting his arm around her. “I’m sorry if you and Michael are having problems, but we have to do everything we can to not make spectacles of ourselves. You are both failing miserably.”
Why don’t you just mind your own business, Max,” snapped Michael “I’m sick and tired of you playing the king, and trying to decide how I should live my life!”
“Stop it, the two of you, stop it right now,” said Tess. “Michael, in case you are forgetting, he is your king,” she added in an undertone. “Now both of you calm down.”
“Tess Harding, please report to the office,” echoed a disembodied voice over a loud speaker. “Tess Harding, report to the office, immediately.”
“Oh, God!” said Tess, dramatically. “I wonder what that’s all about?”
“I don’t know,” said Max. “But you better go see. Low profile, remember?”
“Fine, I’ll go. Will I see you later, Max?”
“Uh, I, uh have to go with Michael to pick something up,” he said, referring to the destiny book Tess wanted. “And I’m scheduled to work at the UFO Museum tonight, so I probably won’t see you until tomorrow.”
“Oh, okay,” said Tess, brightening visibly at the thought of getting her hands on the book. “I’ll see you later then, Max.” She lifted her face to his, and waited expectantly. Max grimaced and bent down kissed her quickly on the lips.
“Bye, Tess, I’ll see you later.” He waited and watched until Tess was out of view. Max turned to Maria and Michael. “Okay, explain everything, and make it quick.”
“Don’t ask me,” said Michael, holding his hands up. “I’m so far out of the loop on this one. All I know is I bumped into Liz in the hall, and she was totally freaked, so I took her to the eraser room to calm down.”
“Right, and Pam Troy, that bitch, saw them and made it a point to come running and tell me,” said Maria. Tess happened to over hear her, and it seemed like a good opportunity to make her think that there was no chance of you and Liz reconciling.”
“Okay, that was a good idea,” conceded Max. “But what about this scene? What was that all about?”
“That was my idea,” said Kyle, proudly, as he, Alex, Liz and Isabelle joined the small group. “Tess really doesn’t like or trust any of us, and I figured if we could make her thing that you were all pushing us away, or we were pushing you away, it might come in handy.”
“She certainly believed it,” said Max. “Hell, I believed it.”
“You actually thought that there could be anything between my Space Boy and Liz. Come here, girlfriend,” she said to Liz. “Are you alright?”
“I wasn’t,” said Liz, stepping into Maria’s embrace. “Until Isabelle told me what was going on. Maria, I couldn’t believe that you thought that I, that Michael, that we,” said Liz. “I mean he would, I would, we would never do that!”
“I know that Liz. Do you honestly think that I would believe anything that Pam Troy said? Besides I trust the both of you. But Liz, sweetie, what happened to set you off like that?”
“It’s complicated,” said Liz, looking at Max. “I can’t go into it here, especially since I’m no longer with Max, or your friend. Can you guys come to my room, tonight? I'll explain everything then.”
“Liz, I really think you ought to give them the highlights,” said Michael. “Maybe one of them will have an idea about what happened.”
“Okay,” said Liz. “Max,” she turned to him. “Did what happened in the hall this morning really happen, or was I imagining it?” she asked.
“It happened,” he said. “I could hear you, as clear as I can hear you now.”
“Has this ever happened to you before? Can you talk to Michael, or Isabelle, or even Tess that way?”
“No, I’ve never experienced anything like that,” said Max.
“That’s what I was afraid of,” said Liz. “Okay, short version, this morning, I was higher than a kite. I didn’t think anything could ever bother me again. Then I saw Max and Tess in the hallway, and even though I could tell he was unhappy being with her, it still bugged me. I remember thinking to myself that I loved Max. All of a sudden, I could here Max’s voice in my head, telling me he loved me. I thought I was hearing things, but then I heard his voice, telling me I wasn’t. I freaked, I mean completely, and totally freaked. I took off running down the hall and crashed into Michael. He saw what bad shape I was in, and he took me someplace where I could calm down, and relax.”
“The eraser room?” asked Alex.
“Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time,” said Michael.
“Excuse me,” said Liz. “But did you want the long version or the short, because we’re wasting time here.”
“Sorry,” said Alex.
“Anyhow, Michael let me rant and rave and basically cry my eyes out, until I calmed down. That was when Pam showed up. After she left, I freaked out again, only this time, instead of crying, I was laughing hysterically. Michael compared it to someone who was manic, and he’s right. First I was higher than high, then I felt like my world was destroyed, then I was higher than a kite again.”
“After I calmed down again, I tried to talk to Michael the way I did with Max, but it didn’t work. It was time for lunch, so we grabbed some food and went to find you and tell you what was going on.”
“That was when I went into my big number,” interjected Maria. “Chica, I’m sorry I couldn’t clue you into what was going on, but there wasn’t any time.”
“It’s okay, Maria. I get it. It was a good idea. I’m not mad. Look, before we go back to class, I want to try something. I want all of you to concentrate, and I’m going to try and tell you something. Is that okay with all of you?”
After everyone gave their approval, Liz closed her eyes and concentrated hard.
I hate Tess with every fiber of my being, she thought to herself.
I know you do, Liz. We all do, but don’t worry, I’ll protect you, with my life if necessary, Liz heard Max’s voice echo in her head. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked around the circle comprised of her friends.
“Did anybody besides Max hear me?” she asked. They all shook their head, and she sighed. “Well, that’s something,” she said. “At least we know it’s only me and Max, so far.”
“Okay, well, everybody knows what’s going on so far, and we’re all going to meet tonight. We’d better get going, we only have ten minutes more of lunch period,” said Max.
The group started walking back towards class, breaking up into smaller groups before they reached the quad. Kyle and Michael walked off towards the gym, while Isabelle, Maria and Max made their way towards the library. Liz and Alex wandered aimlessly for several minutes, talking about inconsequential things, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on their backs. The warning bell rang, signaling the start of classes in five minutes. They made their way past groups of students, heading back inside the school, when Liz stopped and made an abrupt U-turn.
“Liz, where are you going?” asked Alex. “We have trig next. Your going in the wrong direction.”
“I just want to grab something to eat Alex. I’m starving, and I didn’t get to eat any lunch today.” She kept walking, and then stopped and looked back. “Are you coming?”
“What? Uh, yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” said Alex, absentmindedly. He walked next to Liz, ignoring her chatter while his mind reviewed a passage from the destiny book.
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Chapter Twenty-Eight updated 4/18/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Eight – Time to Hit the Books
Alex stood outside Isabelle’s World History class, and struggled to get her attention. He kept waving at her, but her attention was focused entirely on the teacher. Finally, he decided to take a chance, and focused his energy on the teacher. He imagined her asking Isabelle to take a note to the office. He began to shake, and sweat beaded on his upper lip and forehead. Letting go of the image, he collapsed against the wall, and slid down onto the floor, and rested his head on his knees.
The door to the classroom opened, and Isabelle stepped into the hallway, closing the door behind her. She started to walk away from Alex, in the direction of the office, a folded paper in her hand.
“Isabelle,” he gasped.
“Alex?” said Isabelle, turning around. “Oh my God! What happened?” she cried as she knelt down on the floor next to him. “Did Tess do this to you?”
“No, I did it to me,” he whispered.
“What?” cried Isabelle, puzzled. “How did you do this to yourself?”
“I needed to talk to you,” he explained. “I did everything except for knocking on the door to get your attention, but nothing worked. So I tried to mind warp Ms. Ferguson into sending you to the office with a note. Did it work?”
“Yes it worked, you idiot. But why didn’t you just wait until class was over. What could be so important that you almost killed yourself to tell me?”
“I’m not sure yet,” said Alex, as he struggled to get up. “I need to go home and look at something, and I wanted you to come with me. I figured two sets of eyes are better than one?”
Isabelle slipped her arm around Alex’s waist and helped him to his feet.
“What are we looking for?” she asked as they slowly made their way down the deserted hall.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I think I read something in one of the book translations, and I wanted your help to review them again,” he paused, his steps faltered, and he started to slump to the floor.
“Alex, don’t bail on me now,” said Isabelle, as she tightened her arm around his waist. Using all her strength, Isabelle managed to half lead, half carry Alex out to the parking lot, to his car.
“Where are your keys, Alex?” she asked.
“Pocket,” he mumbled.
“Damn,” said Isabelle, as she slipped her hand into Alex’s pockets, searching for the keys. “Alex, I want to get closer to you, but this isn’t the what I had in mind.” She crowed with triumph when she located the keys in his jacket pocket. She quickly opened the door, and slid Alex into the passenger seat. She climbed in the car and inserted the key into the ignition.
Half way to Alex’s house, Isabelle made a decision and turned the car around and headed out into the desert. She pulled his car in behind a sandstone outcropping. She climbed out and went around to the passenger side and opened the door.
“Alex, Alex, come on, wake up,” she said. Alex stirred and slowly opened his eyes.
“Isabelle? What’s wrong with me?” he asked, his voice slurred.
“I don’t know, but you’ve got to try and get out of the car. I can’t carry you.”
Alex struggled to climb out of the car. Again, Isabelle slid her arm around his waist and helped to lead him up the path leading to the hidden pod chamber. She used her powers to activate the concealed door, and the two entered the cool chamber that sheltered the pods. She pushed Alex past the pods, and into the room that contained the granolith.
“Come on Alex,” she said to the nearly unconscious man in her arms. “Don’t pass out on me now, Sweetie.” She pulled and tugged Alex into the shadow of the granolith, and stood in front of him, holding her hands in his.
The granolith began to hum again, the pitch higher this time, and a burst of blue light shot out, and enveloped Alex. The beam of light faded back into the granolith, but Alex seemed to glow with residual light. Isabelle released Alex’s and, and moved it to her mouth as she watched in horrific fascination. Another beam of light shot forth from the granolith, this one gold in color, and it enveloped both Alex and Isabelle. Against her own volition, Isabelle felt herself move closer to Alex. Some inner voice instructed her to hold her hands out to his. She reached out, arms extended and palms facing the ceiling. Alex extended his arms and laid his hands on top of hers. The light began to swirl around them, faster and faster until they couldn’t see anything but each other, and a golden blur.
The light began to change from gold, to pure white, and Isabelle realized that they were no longer on the ground. Instead, they were floating, about 15 feet off the ground, and circling around the granolith. Isabelle felt herself slowly float back down to the floor, her hands still touching Alex’s. The light faded and they were left breathless, but Alex was completely alert.
“What was that?” he asked.
“I don’t have a clue,” answered Isabelle. Are you okay? You were so out of it for a while.”
“Yeah, I’m fine now. Iz, I swear, while that whole thing was going on, I heard voices in my head, explaining how to use the mind warp thing so that I wouldn’t hurt myself again.”
“Well, I hope you took notes, Alex, because I don’t ever want to see you like that again. You scared me.”
“I scared me too,” admitted Alex. “Isabelle, you mean everything to me. I’m sorry I scared you,” he said. “Isabelle, I’ve spent a large portion of my life basically worshiping you from a distance. Now, all of a sudden, you’re a part of my life. I spend half my time being amazed, and the other half worrying that you’re only with me because I know your secret. All the way over here, I knew something was wrong with me. I felt as if my brain was melting, and I was so pissed, because I was never going to get the chance to find out if what was between us was real. But when I felt that blue light go through me, I knew I was going to be all right. The only thing I could think about then was talking to you and letting you know how I felt.”
“Alex, I,” began Isabelle, but she didn’t get to finish her sentence. Alex just kept talking.
“But see, the thing is, after that other light hit us, I knew, I just knew that I was right where I was supposed to be, and you are the person I was supposed to be with.”
“Am I allowed to speak now?” questioned Isabelle. “Because if you had told me this before Alex, I could have saved you the whole golden glow experience. I am crazy about you Alex Whitman, and not just because you know my big secret. I’m crazy about YOU, the computer geek, the guitarist, and all around funny guy. Is that clear?”
“Yes, ma’am,” said Alex, bowing down low before her. “Now, do you think we can get out of here? I still want to go check those out those translations.” He reached out and took Isabelle’s hand, and the two left the granolith chamber.
“Are you sure you don’t know what we’re looking for, Alex?” Isabelle asked.
“No, but I think you’ll know it if you see it,” said Alex. “Just keep looking.”
“This is hopeless,” said Isabelle, tossing the page she had been reading on the bed next to Alex’s pile.
“Do you want to take a break? Maybe get some food or something?” Alex asked.
“No, said Isabelle, reaching to pick up the papers. “If you think it’s here, then it’s here. We just have to find it.” She glanced that the papers that she held. “Oh, I think I grabbed some of yours, Alex.”
Alex reached out his hand for the paper, but Isabelle pulled it back, excitedly.
“Wait a second, Alex. “Did you see this?”
“Uh, Isabelle, I can’t see anything, you’re holding the paper,” said Alex.
“Alex, I’m serious, look at this. Read the two pages together.”
“Isabelle, you’re worrying me, how can I read the two pages together?”
“Like this, look,” she began to read the first sentence from the page in her left hand. When she came to the end of the first line, she continued reading on the top of the page in her right hand. When she completed that line, she moved to the second line on the page in her left hand. “Don’t you get it?” she said. “They wrote the two books to be read together. They each make sense when read alone, but when you read them together, they contain so much more information!”
Alex took the two pages from Isabelle and read silently to himself.
“Isabelle, you are a genius,” he said. “I don’t know why I didn’t see it myself. Wait, that’s it!” said Alex as he began to shuffle through the papers.
“What’s it, Alex?”
“Yeah, yeah, here it is!” he shouted excitedly. “I was reading excerpts from both books the other night. Obviously, it reached my subconscious, but I didn’t make the connection because I didn’t realize the two books could be combined.”
“So you found it?” asked Isabelle. “Whatever it is.”
“This, this is it,” said Alex. “But it isn’t great.”
“Alex, will you just tell me already?” said Isabelle, her voice exasperated.
“It looks like Liz is pregnant.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Eight – Time to Hit the Books
Alex stood outside Isabelle’s World History class, and struggled to get her attention. He kept waving at her, but her attention was focused entirely on the teacher. Finally, he decided to take a chance, and focused his energy on the teacher. He imagined her asking Isabelle to take a note to the office. He began to shake, and sweat beaded on his upper lip and forehead. Letting go of the image, he collapsed against the wall, and slid down onto the floor, and rested his head on his knees.
The door to the classroom opened, and Isabelle stepped into the hallway, closing the door behind her. She started to walk away from Alex, in the direction of the office, a folded paper in her hand.
“Isabelle,” he gasped.
“Alex?” said Isabelle, turning around. “Oh my God! What happened?” she cried as she knelt down on the floor next to him. “Did Tess do this to you?”
“No, I did it to me,” he whispered.
“What?” cried Isabelle, puzzled. “How did you do this to yourself?”
“I needed to talk to you,” he explained. “I did everything except for knocking on the door to get your attention, but nothing worked. So I tried to mind warp Ms. Ferguson into sending you to the office with a note. Did it work?”
“Yes it worked, you idiot. But why didn’t you just wait until class was over. What could be so important that you almost killed yourself to tell me?”
“I’m not sure yet,” said Alex, as he struggled to get up. “I need to go home and look at something, and I wanted you to come with me. I figured two sets of eyes are better than one?”
Isabelle slipped her arm around Alex’s waist and helped him to his feet.
“What are we looking for?” she asked as they slowly made their way down the deserted hall.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I think I read something in one of the book translations, and I wanted your help to review them again,” he paused, his steps faltered, and he started to slump to the floor.
“Alex, don’t bail on me now,” said Isabelle, as she tightened her arm around his waist. Using all her strength, Isabelle managed to half lead, half carry Alex out to the parking lot, to his car.
“Where are your keys, Alex?” she asked.
“Pocket,” he mumbled.
“Damn,” said Isabelle, as she slipped her hand into Alex’s pockets, searching for the keys. “Alex, I want to get closer to you, but this isn’t the what I had in mind.” She crowed with triumph when she located the keys in his jacket pocket. She quickly opened the door, and slid Alex into the passenger seat. She climbed in the car and inserted the key into the ignition.
Half way to Alex’s house, Isabelle made a decision and turned the car around and headed out into the desert. She pulled his car in behind a sandstone outcropping. She climbed out and went around to the passenger side and opened the door.
“Alex, Alex, come on, wake up,” she said. Alex stirred and slowly opened his eyes.
“Isabelle? What’s wrong with me?” he asked, his voice slurred.
“I don’t know, but you’ve got to try and get out of the car. I can’t carry you.”
Alex struggled to climb out of the car. Again, Isabelle slid her arm around his waist and helped to lead him up the path leading to the hidden pod chamber. She used her powers to activate the concealed door, and the two entered the cool chamber that sheltered the pods. She pushed Alex past the pods, and into the room that contained the granolith.
“Come on Alex,” she said to the nearly unconscious man in her arms. “Don’t pass out on me now, Sweetie.” She pulled and tugged Alex into the shadow of the granolith, and stood in front of him, holding her hands in his.
The granolith began to hum again, the pitch higher this time, and a burst of blue light shot out, and enveloped Alex. The beam of light faded back into the granolith, but Alex seemed to glow with residual light. Isabelle released Alex’s and, and moved it to her mouth as she watched in horrific fascination. Another beam of light shot forth from the granolith, this one gold in color, and it enveloped both Alex and Isabelle. Against her own volition, Isabelle felt herself move closer to Alex. Some inner voice instructed her to hold her hands out to his. She reached out, arms extended and palms facing the ceiling. Alex extended his arms and laid his hands on top of hers. The light began to swirl around them, faster and faster until they couldn’t see anything but each other, and a golden blur.
The light began to change from gold, to pure white, and Isabelle realized that they were no longer on the ground. Instead, they were floating, about 15 feet off the ground, and circling around the granolith. Isabelle felt herself slowly float back down to the floor, her hands still touching Alex’s. The light faded and they were left breathless, but Alex was completely alert.
“What was that?” he asked.
“I don’t have a clue,” answered Isabelle. Are you okay? You were so out of it for a while.”
“Yeah, I’m fine now. Iz, I swear, while that whole thing was going on, I heard voices in my head, explaining how to use the mind warp thing so that I wouldn’t hurt myself again.”
“Well, I hope you took notes, Alex, because I don’t ever want to see you like that again. You scared me.”
“I scared me too,” admitted Alex. “Isabelle, you mean everything to me. I’m sorry I scared you,” he said. “Isabelle, I’ve spent a large portion of my life basically worshiping you from a distance. Now, all of a sudden, you’re a part of my life. I spend half my time being amazed, and the other half worrying that you’re only with me because I know your secret. All the way over here, I knew something was wrong with me. I felt as if my brain was melting, and I was so pissed, because I was never going to get the chance to find out if what was between us was real. But when I felt that blue light go through me, I knew I was going to be all right. The only thing I could think about then was talking to you and letting you know how I felt.”
“Alex, I,” began Isabelle, but she didn’t get to finish her sentence. Alex just kept talking.
“But see, the thing is, after that other light hit us, I knew, I just knew that I was right where I was supposed to be, and you are the person I was supposed to be with.”
“Am I allowed to speak now?” questioned Isabelle. “Because if you had told me this before Alex, I could have saved you the whole golden glow experience. I am crazy about you Alex Whitman, and not just because you know my big secret. I’m crazy about YOU, the computer geek, the guitarist, and all around funny guy. Is that clear?”
“Yes, ma’am,” said Alex, bowing down low before her. “Now, do you think we can get out of here? I still want to go check those out those translations.” He reached out and took Isabelle’s hand, and the two left the granolith chamber.
“Are you sure you don’t know what we’re looking for, Alex?” Isabelle asked.
“No, but I think you’ll know it if you see it,” said Alex. “Just keep looking.”
“This is hopeless,” said Isabelle, tossing the page she had been reading on the bed next to Alex’s pile.
“Do you want to take a break? Maybe get some food or something?” Alex asked.
“No, said Isabelle, reaching to pick up the papers. “If you think it’s here, then it’s here. We just have to find it.” She glanced that the papers that she held. “Oh, I think I grabbed some of yours, Alex.”
Alex reached out his hand for the paper, but Isabelle pulled it back, excitedly.
“Wait a second, Alex. “Did you see this?”
“Uh, Isabelle, I can’t see anything, you’re holding the paper,” said Alex.
“Alex, I’m serious, look at this. Read the two pages together.”
“Isabelle, you’re worrying me, how can I read the two pages together?”
“Like this, look,” she began to read the first sentence from the page in her left hand. When she came to the end of the first line, she continued reading on the top of the page in her right hand. When she completed that line, she moved to the second line on the page in her left hand. “Don’t you get it?” she said. “They wrote the two books to be read together. They each make sense when read alone, but when you read them together, they contain so much more information!”
Alex took the two pages from Isabelle and read silently to himself.
“Isabelle, you are a genius,” he said. “I don’t know why I didn’t see it myself. Wait, that’s it!” said Alex as he began to shuffle through the papers.
“What’s it, Alex?”
“Yeah, yeah, here it is!” he shouted excitedly. “I was reading excerpts from both books the other night. Obviously, it reached my subconscious, but I didn’t make the connection because I didn’t realize the two books could be combined.”
“So you found it?” asked Isabelle. “Whatever it is.”
“This, this is it,” said Alex. “But it isn’t great.”
“Alex, will you just tell me already?” said Isabelle, her voice exasperated.
“It looks like Liz is pregnant.”
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Chapter Twenty-Nine ~ 4/19/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Nine Revelations
“What?” asked Isabelle, her face pale. “How could that happen?”
“Uh, the usual way, Isabelle. You’re physiology is the same as ours, you know.”
“Alex, that is not what I meant, and you know it,” said Isabelle. “I just didn’t realize that Max and Liz had become,” she paused, searching her mind for the right word, “intimate,” she finished, triumphantly.
“Well, apparently they have,” snapped Alex.
“I wonder if Michael and Maria,” began Isabelle. “Oh my God,” she interrupted herself. “You don’t think that Kyle and Tess,” she stopped, and shuddered, disgusted at the thought.
“Look Isabelle, first, Kyle isn’t with Tess, he’s with Ava, and second, I don’t know what you think we talk about when we’re together, but it’s not our level of sexual activity,” said Alex. “Or our lack thereof,” he added in an undertone.
Isabelle ignored Alex’s last comment, and pulled her long blond hair off of her neck. Releasing it, she let it fall in a golden cascade down her back.
“Are you positive?” she asked
“Yes Isabelle, I am positive we don’t talk about our sex lives!” Alex practically shouted.
“I meant about Liz being pregnant,” snapped Isabelle. “God Alex, what’s you’re problem today?”
“I’m sorry Isabelle. This whole thing has me totally freaked out, that’s all. I’m not totally positive that Liz is pregnant, but she sure has the mood swings, amplified to epic proportions.”
“Couldn’t she just have a raging case of alien PMS?” Isabelle asked hopefully.
“Yeah, it could, except for this.” He passed the tow translations over to Isabelle, and indicated where she should read.
“When the conception of a child occurs, the parents develop a temporary method of communication,” Isabelle read out loud. “They will have the ability to communicate, non-verbally, with the child, as well as each other. This will ensure that the needs of the developing child will be met, and that in times of danger, the parents will be able to communicate with each other, to ensure the safety of the child. This will allow the needs of the child to be met until they are of an age that they can convey their needs in a more traditional manner. At this time, the ability to communicate non-verbally will diminish, until it is needed again.” Isabelle let the pages drop into her lap. “Oh God, what are we going to do?”
“The first thing we’re going to do, is NOT panic,” said Alex. “Then we’re going to set something up on the computer that will combine the two books into one, and we are going to print out eight copies. We all have to study it, like we’ve never studied anything before in our lives. This isn’t some stupid high school test, we’re talking about; this is our lives.”
Isabelle looked at Alex in shock and amazement. This take-charge attitude was new for him, and she liked it. She liked it a lot. She watched while Alex type feverishly at the computer, and was surprised to notice that he had begun to fill out through the chest and shoulders. She noticed how the overhead light played across his dark hair highlighting some red gold strands leftover from the summer sun.
“Alex,” she said softly. “Have you ever thought about becoming, well, close?”
“Isabelle, I can honestly say that I have thought about it almost constantly since the sixth grade when I learned what it was all about.”
“But you’ve never done anything about it,” whispered Isabelle as she settled herself on his lap.
“I didn’t think you wanted me to,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
“Maybe what I wanted was for you to just take control of the situation,” she said, unbuttoning his shirt.
“And maybe,” he said, lowering his mouth to hers, “I think it’s something we should decide together.”
Several hours later, the printer finally spit out it’s last piece of paper.
“It’s done,” said Isabelle, unnecessarily.
“It may be done, but I don’t know if I am,” said Alex as he adjusted the sheet to cover them both. “Isabelle, that was, I, we, wow!”
“You know what, Alex I don’t think I could have said it any better myself,” laughed Isabelle. They both lay silently for several minutes. Alex idly twirled a strand of Isabelle’s hair in his fingers, while she traced a lazy path on his chest with her index finger.
“Alex, I love you.”
“I love you, Isabelle,” they said simultaneously. The two laughed nervously at their declarations, and relaxed against the pillows on Alex’s bed.
“As much as I hate to say it, we should get going,” sighed Isabelle.
“I want to say something,” said Alex. “And it’s not because we,” he paused, searching for the right words.
“Had the most mind blowing sex known to either human or alien?” offered Isabelle.
“Well, I was going to go with shard the most incredible gift two people could possibly share, but yeah, what you said works too,” joked Alex. “I know this is going to sound kind of strange, considering we’ve never officially gone on a real date, but here goes.” Alex reached over and took Isabelle’s hand in his. “Isabelle Amada Evans, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
Isabelle gasped softly, unsure of what to say. She looked at Alex, at the love shining in his eyes, and suddenly, she knew exactly what to say.
“Yes, Alex. I would be honored to be your wife.” Alex kissed Isabelle, and slid out of bed and threw on his jeans. He crossed the room to his bureau, and rummaged through a draw. After a minute, he returned to the bed, a smile on his face, and his hand hidden behind his back.
“Before she died,” he said. “My grandma gave me something of hers, and she told me to use it when the time was right.” He pulled his hand out from behind his back, and in it was nestled a small black velvet box. He opened the box and passed it to Isabelle. She took it with trembling hands and looked at the sapphire ring nestled inside.
“Oh, Alex,” she said, her voice trembling. “It’s beautiful.” Alex took the ring out of the box and slipped it on Isabelle’s hand.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s go tell the others.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Twenty-Nine Revelations
“What?” asked Isabelle, her face pale. “How could that happen?”
“Uh, the usual way, Isabelle. You’re physiology is the same as ours, you know.”
“Alex, that is not what I meant, and you know it,” said Isabelle. “I just didn’t realize that Max and Liz had become,” she paused, searching her mind for the right word, “intimate,” she finished, triumphantly.
“Well, apparently they have,” snapped Alex.
“I wonder if Michael and Maria,” began Isabelle. “Oh my God,” she interrupted herself. “You don’t think that Kyle and Tess,” she stopped, and shuddered, disgusted at the thought.
“Look Isabelle, first, Kyle isn’t with Tess, he’s with Ava, and second, I don’t know what you think we talk about when we’re together, but it’s not our level of sexual activity,” said Alex. “Or our lack thereof,” he added in an undertone.
Isabelle ignored Alex’s last comment, and pulled her long blond hair off of her neck. Releasing it, she let it fall in a golden cascade down her back.
“Are you positive?” she asked
“Yes Isabelle, I am positive we don’t talk about our sex lives!” Alex practically shouted.
“I meant about Liz being pregnant,” snapped Isabelle. “God Alex, what’s you’re problem today?”
“I’m sorry Isabelle. This whole thing has me totally freaked out, that’s all. I’m not totally positive that Liz is pregnant, but she sure has the mood swings, amplified to epic proportions.”
“Couldn’t she just have a raging case of alien PMS?” Isabelle asked hopefully.
“Yeah, it could, except for this.” He passed the tow translations over to Isabelle, and indicated where she should read.
“When the conception of a child occurs, the parents develop a temporary method of communication,” Isabelle read out loud. “They will have the ability to communicate, non-verbally, with the child, as well as each other. This will ensure that the needs of the developing child will be met, and that in times of danger, the parents will be able to communicate with each other, to ensure the safety of the child. This will allow the needs of the child to be met until they are of an age that they can convey their needs in a more traditional manner. At this time, the ability to communicate non-verbally will diminish, until it is needed again.” Isabelle let the pages drop into her lap. “Oh God, what are we going to do?”
“The first thing we’re going to do, is NOT panic,” said Alex. “Then we’re going to set something up on the computer that will combine the two books into one, and we are going to print out eight copies. We all have to study it, like we’ve never studied anything before in our lives. This isn’t some stupid high school test, we’re talking about; this is our lives.”
Isabelle looked at Alex in shock and amazement. This take-charge attitude was new for him, and she liked it. She liked it a lot. She watched while Alex type feverishly at the computer, and was surprised to notice that he had begun to fill out through the chest and shoulders. She noticed how the overhead light played across his dark hair highlighting some red gold strands leftover from the summer sun.
“Alex,” she said softly. “Have you ever thought about becoming, well, close?”
“Isabelle, I can honestly say that I have thought about it almost constantly since the sixth grade when I learned what it was all about.”
“But you’ve never done anything about it,” whispered Isabelle as she settled herself on his lap.
“I didn’t think you wanted me to,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
“Maybe what I wanted was for you to just take control of the situation,” she said, unbuttoning his shirt.
“And maybe,” he said, lowering his mouth to hers, “I think it’s something we should decide together.”
Several hours later, the printer finally spit out it’s last piece of paper.
“It’s done,” said Isabelle, unnecessarily.
“It may be done, but I don’t know if I am,” said Alex as he adjusted the sheet to cover them both. “Isabelle, that was, I, we, wow!”
“You know what, Alex I don’t think I could have said it any better myself,” laughed Isabelle. They both lay silently for several minutes. Alex idly twirled a strand of Isabelle’s hair in his fingers, while she traced a lazy path on his chest with her index finger.
“Alex, I love you.”
“I love you, Isabelle,” they said simultaneously. The two laughed nervously at their declarations, and relaxed against the pillows on Alex’s bed.
“As much as I hate to say it, we should get going,” sighed Isabelle.
“I want to say something,” said Alex. “And it’s not because we,” he paused, searching for the right words.
“Had the most mind blowing sex known to either human or alien?” offered Isabelle.
“Well, I was going to go with shard the most incredible gift two people could possibly share, but yeah, what you said works too,” joked Alex. “I know this is going to sound kind of strange, considering we’ve never officially gone on a real date, but here goes.” Alex reached over and took Isabelle’s hand in his. “Isabelle Amada Evans, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
Isabelle gasped softly, unsure of what to say. She looked at Alex, at the love shining in his eyes, and suddenly, she knew exactly what to say.
“Yes, Alex. I would be honored to be your wife.” Alex kissed Isabelle, and slid out of bed and threw on his jeans. He crossed the room to his bureau, and rummaged through a draw. After a minute, he returned to the bed, a smile on his face, and his hand hidden behind his back.
“Before she died,” he said. “My grandma gave me something of hers, and she told me to use it when the time was right.” He pulled his hand out from behind his back, and in it was nestled a small black velvet box. He opened the box and passed it to Isabelle. She took it with trembling hands and looked at the sapphire ring nestled inside.
“Oh, Alex,” she said, her voice trembling. “It’s beautiful.” Alex took the ring out of the box and slipped it on Isabelle’s hand.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s go tell the others.”
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Chapter 30 ~ Updated 4/21/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty Meeting at Liz’s
Alex and Isabelle walked into Liz’s room hand in hand. They had met Liz down in the café, and she sent them upstairs to wait, reassuring them that she would be up soon, with some snacks for them to eat.
“Alex, how are we going to tell them?” asked Isabelle.
“Tell them what, Isabelle. About us, or about Liz?”
“Both, actually. I mean telling them about us will be okay, don’t you think?” Isabelle asked, nervously.
“Yeah, I think they’ll be happy to know we’re together, Isabelle. And as far as us getting married, I think they know and respect us enough to be happy with our decision.”
“Oh my God!” shouted Liz from the door, the tray in her hands teetering to one side. Alex jumped up and rescued the tray before it, and it’s contents ended up on the floor of Liz’s bedroom. Liz threw herself at Isabelle and hugged her tightly and then launched herself across the room and landed in Alex’s arms, screaming all the while.
“This is great, this is fantastic, this is the best news I could have ever had!” she shouted.
“I take it she’s happy about the news,” Alex said over Liz’s head to an amused Isabelle.
“You think?” said Isabelle, arching an eyebrow.
“No, don’t you get it, this is so fantastic. First Max and I, and now you guys! It’s like fate or something,” Liz said, spinning around the room.
“Wait, Liz, what do you mean, first you and Max?” questioned Isabelle.
“Well, we’ve been keeping it quite because of everything, but look,” she said, pulling out the necklace with the engagement ring Max had given her.
“It’s beautiful, Liz,” said Isabelle.
“Don’t you get it?” asked Liz. “This means we’re going to be sisters!”
“Who’s going to be sisters?” asked Michael, as he and Maria walked through the door.
“Where are Max, Ava and Kyle?” asked Alex, interrupting Liz before she could say anything else.
“Right here,” said Kyle climbing through the window. He turned around and helped Ava through the window, and Max climbed through behind them.
“We’ll explain later,” said Alex. “Let’s eat first, I’m starving. What do you have for us to eat Liz?”
“Oh, the usual, chips, dip, cookies, ice cream, Tabasco sauce. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
The gang attacked the tray like a hoard of starving prisoners who hadn’t seen food in months.
“Oh gross,” said Maria, watching Liz. “Chica, you are my best friend, and best friends let a lot of things slide, but I have to ask, Liz, what the hell are you eating?” Everyone turned to look at Liz, who had a cookie loaded with onion dip and topped with a dollop of ice cream in her hand.
“What?” she asked defensively, “It’s good. Have you ever tried it?”
“Liz, I’ve known you almost all my life,” said Kyle. “So I feel like it’s up to me to tell you that is the most disgusting combination of food I have ever seen I my life.”
“What, is it any stranger than dumping Tabasco sauce on ice cream?” demanded Liz. “We all have different tastes, and I’ll thank all of you to get the hell off of my back!” she shouted.
Isabelle shot Alex a nervous look, concerned about the mood swings Liz seemed to be suffering. It seemed as though she was having typical pregnancy symptoms, but they were magnified because of the whole alien thing.
“Uh, Alex and I have something we want to tell you,” she said. “Liz already knows. I want all of you to just listen for a minute and not say anything until we’re done telling you our news.” She reached over and took Alex’s hand in hers. “We’re getting married,” the two said together.
The room erupted in chaos. People were laughing, and yelling, and in Liz’s case, crying. Ava put two fingers in her mouth and whistled loudly, effectively silencing the room.
“Ah, people, why don’tcha all shaddup and let them tell us what’s goin on,” she said.
“Ava’s right,” said Isabelle, passing Liz the box of tissues from her nightstand. “Why don’t you listen, while we tell you what happened.” The two took turns telling the others about Alex’s mind warp on the teacher, and how it almost killed him. Isabelle filled them in on what happened in the granolith chamber.
“And then, we went back to Alex’s, and were going over the two books, when we realized that the two books are supposed to be read together!” said Isabelle, her voice filled with excitement.
“What do you mean, together?” asked Michael.
“It’s really kind of cool,” said Alex. “Each book on it’s own makes sense, but if you read, say page 35 of our book, when you get to the bottom, you don’t turn the page to go to page 36, you go to page 35 of the other book. When you read them that way, it tells the complete story of your life on Antar, the war, how you were created, and a bunch of other stuff. We haven’t finished reading them yet, so we don’t know everything that’s in there.”
“So Alex, set up a program to combine the two books into one,” continued Isabelle. “And he printed off eight copies, one for each of us. Alex pointed out to me that we need to know these books inside out.”
“That’s great,” said Max. “And I’m very glad you found that out. That was an awesome bit of work, but it still doesn’t explain why Alex needed to talk to you so badly that he almost mind warped himself into oblivion, or how the two of you, who have never even dated, managed to push right past going out to getting married. Don’t get me wrong,” Max continued. “I’m not saying I’m not happy, but it does seem rather sudden.”
“Yeah, way to sudden to me,” added Maria. “I refuse to believe it. I don’t see a ring,” she added, her voice sharp.
“Maria, what is your problem?” asked Michael.
“I don’t have a problem, but how do we know this isn’t some kind of alien trick or something?”
“So what your saying is that Isabelle doesn’t really love me, she’s only using me to meet her own evil needs,” said Alex.
“Right, as soon as we mate, I’m going to suck the life force out of him. You found me out, Maria,” said Isabelle, as she extended her hand and showed Maria, and the others the sapphire ring she wore on her left hand.
“You’re being a class act brat,” Alex added. “Did any of us say anything when you started dating Michael? No, we trusted you both to do what was best for you. Why can’t you give Isabelle and I the same right?”
“I’m sorry,” said Maria. “I didn’t mean it that way, at least I don’t think I did. It’s just that it all came out of the blue. Isabelle,” she said turning to the other girl. “I know you’re not going to hurt Alex by sucking out his life force, but you do have the power to hurt him. And let me tell you something. If you ever do hurt him, I will find a way to hurt you, alien powers be damned.”
The group laughed at the tough guy image that Maria tried to convey, and the tension in the room was broken.
“I guess it’s time for Liz and I to share our news,” said Max. Alex and Isabelle shared a nervous glance, because they knew they had more news to share as well.
“I asked Liz to marry me several weeks ago, and she said yes,” said Max.
“First this place is Mayberry, and now it’s like Noah and his friggen ark, the way youse guys are pairin up,” said Ava.
“Yeah, besides, we have more we need to tell you,” said Alex.
“What else could you possibly have to top the marriage announcements of you guys, and Max and Liz,” asked Kyle.
“Oh, you’d be surprised,” said Alex, quietly.
“Look, before we start, I need to talk to Maria,” said Michael. He motioned to Maria, and the two climbed out the window and onto the roof. Michael sat on the ground, with the wall to Liz’s room at his back, and pulled Maria down so that she sat between his bent legs, her back resting on his chest. He rested his chin on her hair and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
“You’re angry,” he said. “Aren’t you?”
“Me, angry,” Maria said stiffly. “Why would I be angry?”
“Because Alex proposed to Isabelle,” answered Michael.
“Why would I be angry about that? Why would I be angry that one of my best friends is suddenly planning to marry a woman who hasn’t looked twice at him in the past two years?” Maria railed. “Why would something like that bother me?”
“I think you’re also mad because we haven’t discussed taking a step like that,” continued Michael, as if Maria hadn’t spoken.
“Maybe a little,” admitted Maria.
“I’ve spent my whole life looking for a place to belong,” said Michael. “I’d go over to Max and Isabelle’s and see what their lives were like, and look at mine, and I knew there was a reason. I didn’t deserve to belong, to have what they had. But then I met you, Maria, and that began to change. I don’t know how to live Max and Isabelle’s life, and I know I’m a lousy boyfriend. I screw up even the simplest things. I’m not romantic, I never think about flowers, and I suck at buying gifts, but I do love you, Maria. I’m not ready to take that step yet, I still have so much to learn before I’ll be ready, but when I am, I want that step to be with you.”
“Michael?” said Maria.
“Yeah.”
“Shut up and kiss me!”
“Um, I hate to interrupt you two,” said Alex, sticking his head out the window. “But we have a lot to cover.”
“Yeah, we’ll be right in,” said Michael. He stood up, and reached down to help Maria. The two climbed back into the room and sat down in a giant beanbag chair Liz had in the corner. As soon as everyone was settled, Alex passed out the copies of the destiny book to everyone.
“What’s this?” Kyle asked, pointing to the post it note that stuck out of everyone’s copy.
“Yeah, about that,” said Alex. “It’s what Isabelle and I were researching today. I, God, there just isn’t any easy way to say this,” said Alex, running his hand across his face. “So I’m just going to say it. Liz, we think you’re pregnant.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty Meeting at Liz’s
Alex and Isabelle walked into Liz’s room hand in hand. They had met Liz down in the café, and she sent them upstairs to wait, reassuring them that she would be up soon, with some snacks for them to eat.
“Alex, how are we going to tell them?” asked Isabelle.
“Tell them what, Isabelle. About us, or about Liz?”
“Both, actually. I mean telling them about us will be okay, don’t you think?” Isabelle asked, nervously.
“Yeah, I think they’ll be happy to know we’re together, Isabelle. And as far as us getting married, I think they know and respect us enough to be happy with our decision.”
“Oh my God!” shouted Liz from the door, the tray in her hands teetering to one side. Alex jumped up and rescued the tray before it, and it’s contents ended up on the floor of Liz’s bedroom. Liz threw herself at Isabelle and hugged her tightly and then launched herself across the room and landed in Alex’s arms, screaming all the while.
“This is great, this is fantastic, this is the best news I could have ever had!” she shouted.
“I take it she’s happy about the news,” Alex said over Liz’s head to an amused Isabelle.
“You think?” said Isabelle, arching an eyebrow.
“No, don’t you get it, this is so fantastic. First Max and I, and now you guys! It’s like fate or something,” Liz said, spinning around the room.
“Wait, Liz, what do you mean, first you and Max?” questioned Isabelle.
“Well, we’ve been keeping it quite because of everything, but look,” she said, pulling out the necklace with the engagement ring Max had given her.
“It’s beautiful, Liz,” said Isabelle.
“Don’t you get it?” asked Liz. “This means we’re going to be sisters!”
“Who’s going to be sisters?” asked Michael, as he and Maria walked through the door.
“Where are Max, Ava and Kyle?” asked Alex, interrupting Liz before she could say anything else.
“Right here,” said Kyle climbing through the window. He turned around and helped Ava through the window, and Max climbed through behind them.
“We’ll explain later,” said Alex. “Let’s eat first, I’m starving. What do you have for us to eat Liz?”
“Oh, the usual, chips, dip, cookies, ice cream, Tabasco sauce. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
The gang attacked the tray like a hoard of starving prisoners who hadn’t seen food in months.
“Oh gross,” said Maria, watching Liz. “Chica, you are my best friend, and best friends let a lot of things slide, but I have to ask, Liz, what the hell are you eating?” Everyone turned to look at Liz, who had a cookie loaded with onion dip and topped with a dollop of ice cream in her hand.
“What?” she asked defensively, “It’s good. Have you ever tried it?”
“Liz, I’ve known you almost all my life,” said Kyle. “So I feel like it’s up to me to tell you that is the most disgusting combination of food I have ever seen I my life.”
“What, is it any stranger than dumping Tabasco sauce on ice cream?” demanded Liz. “We all have different tastes, and I’ll thank all of you to get the hell off of my back!” she shouted.
Isabelle shot Alex a nervous look, concerned about the mood swings Liz seemed to be suffering. It seemed as though she was having typical pregnancy symptoms, but they were magnified because of the whole alien thing.
“Uh, Alex and I have something we want to tell you,” she said. “Liz already knows. I want all of you to just listen for a minute and not say anything until we’re done telling you our news.” She reached over and took Alex’s hand in hers. “We’re getting married,” the two said together.
The room erupted in chaos. People were laughing, and yelling, and in Liz’s case, crying. Ava put two fingers in her mouth and whistled loudly, effectively silencing the room.
“Ah, people, why don’tcha all shaddup and let them tell us what’s goin on,” she said.
“Ava’s right,” said Isabelle, passing Liz the box of tissues from her nightstand. “Why don’t you listen, while we tell you what happened.” The two took turns telling the others about Alex’s mind warp on the teacher, and how it almost killed him. Isabelle filled them in on what happened in the granolith chamber.
“And then, we went back to Alex’s, and were going over the two books, when we realized that the two books are supposed to be read together!” said Isabelle, her voice filled with excitement.
“What do you mean, together?” asked Michael.
“It’s really kind of cool,” said Alex. “Each book on it’s own makes sense, but if you read, say page 35 of our book, when you get to the bottom, you don’t turn the page to go to page 36, you go to page 35 of the other book. When you read them that way, it tells the complete story of your life on Antar, the war, how you were created, and a bunch of other stuff. We haven’t finished reading them yet, so we don’t know everything that’s in there.”
“So Alex, set up a program to combine the two books into one,” continued Isabelle. “And he printed off eight copies, one for each of us. Alex pointed out to me that we need to know these books inside out.”
“That’s great,” said Max. “And I’m very glad you found that out. That was an awesome bit of work, but it still doesn’t explain why Alex needed to talk to you so badly that he almost mind warped himself into oblivion, or how the two of you, who have never even dated, managed to push right past going out to getting married. Don’t get me wrong,” Max continued. “I’m not saying I’m not happy, but it does seem rather sudden.”
“Yeah, way to sudden to me,” added Maria. “I refuse to believe it. I don’t see a ring,” she added, her voice sharp.
“Maria, what is your problem?” asked Michael.
“I don’t have a problem, but how do we know this isn’t some kind of alien trick or something?”
“So what your saying is that Isabelle doesn’t really love me, she’s only using me to meet her own evil needs,” said Alex.
“Right, as soon as we mate, I’m going to suck the life force out of him. You found me out, Maria,” said Isabelle, as she extended her hand and showed Maria, and the others the sapphire ring she wore on her left hand.
“You’re being a class act brat,” Alex added. “Did any of us say anything when you started dating Michael? No, we trusted you both to do what was best for you. Why can’t you give Isabelle and I the same right?”
“I’m sorry,” said Maria. “I didn’t mean it that way, at least I don’t think I did. It’s just that it all came out of the blue. Isabelle,” she said turning to the other girl. “I know you’re not going to hurt Alex by sucking out his life force, but you do have the power to hurt him. And let me tell you something. If you ever do hurt him, I will find a way to hurt you, alien powers be damned.”
The group laughed at the tough guy image that Maria tried to convey, and the tension in the room was broken.
“I guess it’s time for Liz and I to share our news,” said Max. Alex and Isabelle shared a nervous glance, because they knew they had more news to share as well.
“I asked Liz to marry me several weeks ago, and she said yes,” said Max.
“First this place is Mayberry, and now it’s like Noah and his friggen ark, the way youse guys are pairin up,” said Ava.
“Yeah, besides, we have more we need to tell you,” said Alex.
“What else could you possibly have to top the marriage announcements of you guys, and Max and Liz,” asked Kyle.
“Oh, you’d be surprised,” said Alex, quietly.
“Look, before we start, I need to talk to Maria,” said Michael. He motioned to Maria, and the two climbed out the window and onto the roof. Michael sat on the ground, with the wall to Liz’s room at his back, and pulled Maria down so that she sat between his bent legs, her back resting on his chest. He rested his chin on her hair and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
“You’re angry,” he said. “Aren’t you?”
“Me, angry,” Maria said stiffly. “Why would I be angry?”
“Because Alex proposed to Isabelle,” answered Michael.
“Why would I be angry about that? Why would I be angry that one of my best friends is suddenly planning to marry a woman who hasn’t looked twice at him in the past two years?” Maria railed. “Why would something like that bother me?”
“I think you’re also mad because we haven’t discussed taking a step like that,” continued Michael, as if Maria hadn’t spoken.
“Maybe a little,” admitted Maria.
“I’ve spent my whole life looking for a place to belong,” said Michael. “I’d go over to Max and Isabelle’s and see what their lives were like, and look at mine, and I knew there was a reason. I didn’t deserve to belong, to have what they had. But then I met you, Maria, and that began to change. I don’t know how to live Max and Isabelle’s life, and I know I’m a lousy boyfriend. I screw up even the simplest things. I’m not romantic, I never think about flowers, and I suck at buying gifts, but I do love you, Maria. I’m not ready to take that step yet, I still have so much to learn before I’ll be ready, but when I am, I want that step to be with you.”
“Michael?” said Maria.
“Yeah.”
“Shut up and kiss me!”
“Um, I hate to interrupt you two,” said Alex, sticking his head out the window. “But we have a lot to cover.”
“Yeah, we’ll be right in,” said Michael. He stood up, and reached down to help Maria. The two climbed back into the room and sat down in a giant beanbag chair Liz had in the corner. As soon as everyone was settled, Alex passed out the copies of the destiny book to everyone.
“What’s this?” Kyle asked, pointing to the post it note that stuck out of everyone’s copy.
“Yeah, about that,” said Alex. “It’s what Isabelle and I were researching today. I, God, there just isn’t any easy way to say this,” said Alex, running his hand across his face. “So I’m just going to say it. Liz, we think you’re pregnant.”
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Chapter Thirty-one - 4/21/03 - second update
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-One Are There Cliff Notes For This Book?
“Liz, did you hear me?” said Alex. “We think you might be pregnant.”
“I heard you the first time, Alex,” said Liz. “I just think you don’t know what the hell you are talking about, there is no way I could be pregnant. And even if you thought I was, what gives you the right to make such a pronouncement, in front of a room full of people. Besides, there is NO WAY I could possibly be pregnant!”
“No way?” asked Isabelle, her eyebrow raised. “Are you trying to tell me that you and Max haven’t,”
“No, Isabelle!” shouted Liz. “I’m not telling you ANYTHING! I thought my parents were out for the evening, but apparently, I was wrong. I guess all six of my parents are here to night to confront me about my slutty behavior!”
“Liz, relax, nobody is here to confront you about anything, least of all, being a slut,” said Alex. “I mean come on, this is us here.”
“Well, what makes you so certain that I’m pregnant, Alex,” Liz snapped. She glared angrily at her friend, but everyone could see the glimmer of fear in her eyes. Maria clambered up out of the beanbag, and crossed the room to where Liz sat. She sat down next to Liz and took her hand in hers and squeezed it tightly.
“Liz, chica, just listen to him. Alex loves you. He wouldn’t be saying this if he didn’t think he had a reason.
Liz yanked her hand from Maria’s and glared at her. But even as she looked at her best friend in anger, her expression began to crumble and the tears welled up in her eyes. She struggled to remain composed as she said, “Fine, I’ll listen.” But her anger and fear were apparent to everybody in the room.
“At the risk of sounding like everybody’s favorite science teacher, Mr. Seligman, everyone open your books to the page that I marked,” said Alex. Eight copies of the book flipped open in unison. Liz read the passages that Alex had highlighted, and her stomach began to churn. She jumped up, the book sliding unnoticed from her lap. She ran across the room, to the bathroom and slammed the door shut before she slumped on the floor in front of the toilet. Her stomach heaved, and she began to retch. She heard the door click open, but she didn’t turn her head to see who had followed her. Another wave of nausea hit, and he felt someone pull her hair back as she threw up.
“Hey, relax,” she heard Ava say as she rubbed her back. “It ain’t so bad. Babies are pretty cool. Besides, look at the daddy. I’d a loved to have a baby with Zan,” she added, wistfully. Liz groaned and used the sink to pull herself up. She grabbed a glass and rinsed out her mouth. When she was finished, she sat back down on the cool tile floor and rested her head on her knees.
“A baby,” she whispered. “I’m going to have a baby.”
“Yeah, I think we already figured that out,” said Ava. “The question is, what are ya gonna do about it?”
“What do you mean, what am I going to do about it?” asked Liz
“Not everybody who gets pregnant ends up havin a baby,” Ava answered.
“No! I couldn’t do that,” said Liz. “This is a baby; a living, growing child. That is so not an option.” She put her hands protectively over her abdomen.
“I didn’t think it was,” said Ava with a smile. “It wouldn’t have been for me neither, but it got you thinkin’ in a good way about the baby. Now come on, lets get outta here before the Michael tries to blow up the door or somethin’,” said Ava.
Liz and Ava exited the bathroom and joined the others in the bedroom.
“What did we miss?” asked Liz, sitting down next to Max
“Pretty much nothing,” answered Kyle. “We all just stared at each other with blank looks on our faces.
“Well, we are an exciting bunch, aren’t we,” she said, brightly.
“Liz, don’t you think we should talk about this?” asked Max.
“Don’t,” said Liz, holding up her hand. “Just don’t. Not here, not now. I cannot do that right now. I think we need to start looking at this book, page by page, until we know it inside and out. Alex, can you give us a brief overview of the book?”
“The book has about forty chapters,” said Alex. “They detail the history of Antar, the war, how you guys came into being, your physiology. There are also chapters on your abilities, and how they work, and what they think your lives will be like on Earth. There is also a section about activating the granolith to go home,” he added quietly.
“What!” shouted Michael. “We have a way of going home?”
“Michael, wait,” said Alex. “There is more to it than just going home. It says that unless you have been contacted by a member of the Royal Senate, not to consider using the granolith unless it was an emergency.”
Maria looked down at the book in her lap, her face flushed. Michael threw his arms around her and hugged her excitedly.
“Did you hear that, Maria? We can go home!”
“I am home,” she said softly, but Michael didn’t hear her in his excitement.
“Michael!,” Max said, his voice sharp. Michael looked at his friend, puzzled, and saw that Max was pointing at Maria, who was struggling not to cry.
“I did it again, Maria, didn’t I? I opened my mouth before I thought. I’m sorry. I meant what I said outside, Maria. I belong here. Here is where home is. I just got so excited when I heard we had a way to go back there, that I reacted. I spent almost all my life trying to figure out where I came from and how to get back there. It was just a gut reaction, Maria. Will you forgive me?”
Maria wiped the tears from her eyes, and tried to smile.
“I won’t deny that it hurt, Michael. It hurt a lot, but I guess I do understand. I mean, if someone from Capitol Records walked through the door and offered me a recording contract, I’d probably say yes, right away without thinking about how it would effect you, or anybody else.”
“Okay, if we’re clear on the topics we’re not going to discuss,” said Isabelle. “And we have removed all feet from the mouths in which they’ve lodged themselves, can we please get back to business. I say we each take five chapters and start breaking this book down. Liz, do you have anything we can write on?”
“Yeah, in my desk, the lower left drawer, there are some notebooks. Pencils are in the center drawer,” said Liz.
Kyle opened the desk drawer and pulled out a stack of brand new legal pads, still in their protective shrink-wrap.
“Uh, Liz,” said Kyle. “Why do you have a stack of brand new, never been opened notebooks and a bunch of newly sharpened pencil. School’s been in session for a couple of months now?”
“It never hurts to be prepared,” Liz said, defensively.
“You are such a geek, Liz,” Kyle said affectionately as he passed out the notebooks and pencils. “You know,” said Kyle as he flipped through the book, looking for the chapters he was going to read. “This book looks pretty intense. I don’t suppose there are Cliff Notes for it.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-One Are There Cliff Notes For This Book?
“Liz, did you hear me?” said Alex. “We think you might be pregnant.”
“I heard you the first time, Alex,” said Liz. “I just think you don’t know what the hell you are talking about, there is no way I could be pregnant. And even if you thought I was, what gives you the right to make such a pronouncement, in front of a room full of people. Besides, there is NO WAY I could possibly be pregnant!”
“No way?” asked Isabelle, her eyebrow raised. “Are you trying to tell me that you and Max haven’t,”
“No, Isabelle!” shouted Liz. “I’m not telling you ANYTHING! I thought my parents were out for the evening, but apparently, I was wrong. I guess all six of my parents are here to night to confront me about my slutty behavior!”
“Liz, relax, nobody is here to confront you about anything, least of all, being a slut,” said Alex. “I mean come on, this is us here.”
“Well, what makes you so certain that I’m pregnant, Alex,” Liz snapped. She glared angrily at her friend, but everyone could see the glimmer of fear in her eyes. Maria clambered up out of the beanbag, and crossed the room to where Liz sat. She sat down next to Liz and took her hand in hers and squeezed it tightly.
“Liz, chica, just listen to him. Alex loves you. He wouldn’t be saying this if he didn’t think he had a reason.
Liz yanked her hand from Maria’s and glared at her. But even as she looked at her best friend in anger, her expression began to crumble and the tears welled up in her eyes. She struggled to remain composed as she said, “Fine, I’ll listen.” But her anger and fear were apparent to everybody in the room.
“At the risk of sounding like everybody’s favorite science teacher, Mr. Seligman, everyone open your books to the page that I marked,” said Alex. Eight copies of the book flipped open in unison. Liz read the passages that Alex had highlighted, and her stomach began to churn. She jumped up, the book sliding unnoticed from her lap. She ran across the room, to the bathroom and slammed the door shut before she slumped on the floor in front of the toilet. Her stomach heaved, and she began to retch. She heard the door click open, but she didn’t turn her head to see who had followed her. Another wave of nausea hit, and he felt someone pull her hair back as she threw up.
“Hey, relax,” she heard Ava say as she rubbed her back. “It ain’t so bad. Babies are pretty cool. Besides, look at the daddy. I’d a loved to have a baby with Zan,” she added, wistfully. Liz groaned and used the sink to pull herself up. She grabbed a glass and rinsed out her mouth. When she was finished, she sat back down on the cool tile floor and rested her head on her knees.
“A baby,” she whispered. “I’m going to have a baby.”
“Yeah, I think we already figured that out,” said Ava. “The question is, what are ya gonna do about it?”
“What do you mean, what am I going to do about it?” asked Liz
“Not everybody who gets pregnant ends up havin a baby,” Ava answered.
“No! I couldn’t do that,” said Liz. “This is a baby; a living, growing child. That is so not an option.” She put her hands protectively over her abdomen.
“I didn’t think it was,” said Ava with a smile. “It wouldn’t have been for me neither, but it got you thinkin’ in a good way about the baby. Now come on, lets get outta here before the Michael tries to blow up the door or somethin’,” said Ava.
Liz and Ava exited the bathroom and joined the others in the bedroom.
“What did we miss?” asked Liz, sitting down next to Max
“Pretty much nothing,” answered Kyle. “We all just stared at each other with blank looks on our faces.
“Well, we are an exciting bunch, aren’t we,” she said, brightly.
“Liz, don’t you think we should talk about this?” asked Max.
“Don’t,” said Liz, holding up her hand. “Just don’t. Not here, not now. I cannot do that right now. I think we need to start looking at this book, page by page, until we know it inside and out. Alex, can you give us a brief overview of the book?”
“The book has about forty chapters,” said Alex. “They detail the history of Antar, the war, how you guys came into being, your physiology. There are also chapters on your abilities, and how they work, and what they think your lives will be like on Earth. There is also a section about activating the granolith to go home,” he added quietly.
“What!” shouted Michael. “We have a way of going home?”
“Michael, wait,” said Alex. “There is more to it than just going home. It says that unless you have been contacted by a member of the Royal Senate, not to consider using the granolith unless it was an emergency.”
Maria looked down at the book in her lap, her face flushed. Michael threw his arms around her and hugged her excitedly.
“Did you hear that, Maria? We can go home!”
“I am home,” she said softly, but Michael didn’t hear her in his excitement.
“Michael!,” Max said, his voice sharp. Michael looked at his friend, puzzled, and saw that Max was pointing at Maria, who was struggling not to cry.
“I did it again, Maria, didn’t I? I opened my mouth before I thought. I’m sorry. I meant what I said outside, Maria. I belong here. Here is where home is. I just got so excited when I heard we had a way to go back there, that I reacted. I spent almost all my life trying to figure out where I came from and how to get back there. It was just a gut reaction, Maria. Will you forgive me?”
Maria wiped the tears from her eyes, and tried to smile.
“I won’t deny that it hurt, Michael. It hurt a lot, but I guess I do understand. I mean, if someone from Capitol Records walked through the door and offered me a recording contract, I’d probably say yes, right away without thinking about how it would effect you, or anybody else.”
“Okay, if we’re clear on the topics we’re not going to discuss,” said Isabelle. “And we have removed all feet from the mouths in which they’ve lodged themselves, can we please get back to business. I say we each take five chapters and start breaking this book down. Liz, do you have anything we can write on?”
“Yeah, in my desk, the lower left drawer, there are some notebooks. Pencils are in the center drawer,” said Liz.
Kyle opened the desk drawer and pulled out a stack of brand new legal pads, still in their protective shrink-wrap.
“Uh, Liz,” said Kyle. “Why do you have a stack of brand new, never been opened notebooks and a bunch of newly sharpened pencil. School’s been in session for a couple of months now?”
“It never hurts to be prepared,” Liz said, defensively.
“You are such a geek, Liz,” Kyle said affectionately as he passed out the notebooks and pencils. “You know,” said Kyle as he flipped through the book, looking for the chapters he was going to read. “This book looks pretty intense. I don’t suppose there are Cliff Notes for it.”
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Chapter Thirty-Two 4/22/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine. A lot of stuff in the beginning is taken from End of the World. God knows THAT’S not mine. Anything that makes sense and makes it all better, now that’s mine. Seriously, Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Two Under the Stars
Liz grabbed her work, and climbed out the window. She sat, leaning against the wall, so that the light from her bedroom shined out the window and onto the computer printout Alex gave her. She had just started to read when Max climbed out the window and sat down beside her.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi.”
“So.”
“Yeah,” said Liz.
“Liz, we can’t do this, we have to talk about this,” said Max. “That non-verbal communication thing works great. I heard you loud in clear when you ran into the bathroom. You wanted me to leave you alone, and I respected that, but Liz, we have to talk about this. We’re having a baby. That isn’t something we can ignore, and hope that it will go away. We have to deal with it.”
“Believe me, Max, I’m well aware of the fact that we have to deal with this. I’m the one who has this baby growing in side of me. Not you, not Isabelle, not anybody in that room. It’s me. I’m the one who is whole life is going to change!”
Max sat in silence, letting Liz’s fear and rage wash over him. He waited until her anger ran out, and he drew her into his arms.
“Liz, don’t, please don’t be like this,” said Max. “You’re not alone. It’s not just your life that’s going to change. Our lives will change. Us, you and me, together, we’re a team. We didn’t expect this to happen, but it did, and we’ll get through it, together.”
“How Max, explain to me how we’re going to get through this, because I sure as hell don’t know. Max, I’m a junior in high school, and I’m sure as hell not ready for this. I love you; Max, and I love the idea of marrying you, someday, in the future. But not now; and not because I’m going to have a baby. Oh God, Max, what are we going to do?” Liz began to sob, the tears burst forth like water exploding from a damn. She cried for herself, and for Max, and for their friends, all of them living in fear. But most of all, she cried for the baby that she carried. A baby that was being born into a world that wasn’t ready to accept it. A baby that carried the fate of not one, but two planets on it’s shoulders.
Liz’s sobs subsided, and she lay, cradled in Max’s arms. She felt as weak as a newborn kitten.
“Feel better?” Max asked.
“I don’t know if better is the word I would use, but I do feel a little more in control than I had before,” said Liz.
“Well, that’s something,” Max said with a laugh
“Max, how did it happen? I mean, we used protection, right?”
“Yeah, we did, but like they said told us in health class….”
“The only full proof method is abstinence,” they finished together.
“How do you want to handle this, Max?” asked Liz.
“I don’t know yet,” Max admitted. “I suppose we can’t really do anything until we finish researching the book, and see what answers we can find in there.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Liz said. “We’d better find out all we can before we do anything else. I mean, it’s going to be hard enough having to tell our parents about this. Imagine having to tell them the baby is going to come out green, and three feet high, with seventeen eyes, or something.”
“Real funny, Liz,” said Max, smacking her lightly on the hand. “Well if that’s the case, then we know there’s no chance that you cheated on me, is there?”
“Shows you what you know,” said Liz, smartly. “You never suspected a thing about me and that guy from Venus, did you?” The young couple laughed together, and then settled back to look up at the stars.
“Do you want to go back?” Liz asked, looking at the starry night sky. “I don’t think so,” said Max. “Maybe at one time in my life, I would have liked to go back, but now, there is no other place that I’d rather be than right here with you.”
“I wouldn’t stop you, you know,” said Liz.
“You wouldn’t have to,” said Max. “Liz, I would never willingly leave you. Everything I ever wanted, I’ve found here, with you.”
“I love you, Max.”
“And I love you,” Max replied, placing a kiss on her lips.”
Liz and Max worked diligently on their chapters for the next hour before the cool night air drove them back inside. When the climbed back into Liz’s room, the found Michael and Maria asleep in the bean bag chair. Isabelle and Alex sat on the floor, on a pile of overstuffed pillows that Liz kept for just such a purpose. The whispered back and forth to each other as the read passages from the book and scribbled notes madly. Kyle and Ava were on one end of Liz’s bed, both of them half asleep.
“Hey,” said Alex, his voice low. “You guys okay?”
“Yeah, I think so,” said Max. “We’ve decided not to make any decisions until we’ve gathered all the information we can.”
“That makes sense,” said Isabelle. “And you know that no matter what, you can count on us. We’ll do whatever we can to help.”
“Thanks Isabelle, that means a lot,” said Liz. She moved over to her bed, and sat on the end opposite Kyle and Ava, careful not to disturb them.
“Liz, Max?” Alex said. “I want to apologize. I shouldn’t have told you my suspicions that way, in front of everyone. I should have told you and Max alone.”
“Alex, don’t worry about it. I know you were rattled by the whole situation. I mean, when you take into consideration everything that happened to you today, it’s perfectly understandable,” said Liz.
“No, it wasn’t, I handled it all wrong, and I’m sorry.”
“Alex, think about last year, before you knew what was going on. How many things did I handle wrong with you?” asked Liz.
“Liz is right,” said Max. “We all make mistakes. None of us are perfect. We need to just put it behind us, and concentrate on the future. We have to get going with this book, and there is still the whole thing with Tess we have to deal with. We haven’t even given that any thought at all,” said Max.
“I have,” said Ava, from her place on the bed.
“You’ve what?” asked Isabelle.
“Tess, I think I know what to do about her,” said Ava. “I think we should mind warp her ourselves.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Two Under the Stars
Liz grabbed her work, and climbed out the window. She sat, leaning against the wall, so that the light from her bedroom shined out the window and onto the computer printout Alex gave her. She had just started to read when Max climbed out the window and sat down beside her.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi.”
“So.”
“Yeah,” said Liz.
“Liz, we can’t do this, we have to talk about this,” said Max. “That non-verbal communication thing works great. I heard you loud in clear when you ran into the bathroom. You wanted me to leave you alone, and I respected that, but Liz, we have to talk about this. We’re having a baby. That isn’t something we can ignore, and hope that it will go away. We have to deal with it.”
“Believe me, Max, I’m well aware of the fact that we have to deal with this. I’m the one who has this baby growing in side of me. Not you, not Isabelle, not anybody in that room. It’s me. I’m the one who is whole life is going to change!”
Max sat in silence, letting Liz’s fear and rage wash over him. He waited until her anger ran out, and he drew her into his arms.
“Liz, don’t, please don’t be like this,” said Max. “You’re not alone. It’s not just your life that’s going to change. Our lives will change. Us, you and me, together, we’re a team. We didn’t expect this to happen, but it did, and we’ll get through it, together.”
“How Max, explain to me how we’re going to get through this, because I sure as hell don’t know. Max, I’m a junior in high school, and I’m sure as hell not ready for this. I love you; Max, and I love the idea of marrying you, someday, in the future. But not now; and not because I’m going to have a baby. Oh God, Max, what are we going to do?” Liz began to sob, the tears burst forth like water exploding from a damn. She cried for herself, and for Max, and for their friends, all of them living in fear. But most of all, she cried for the baby that she carried. A baby that was being born into a world that wasn’t ready to accept it. A baby that carried the fate of not one, but two planets on it’s shoulders.
Liz’s sobs subsided, and she lay, cradled in Max’s arms. She felt as weak as a newborn kitten.
“Feel better?” Max asked.
“I don’t know if better is the word I would use, but I do feel a little more in control than I had before,” said Liz.
“Well, that’s something,” Max said with a laugh
“Max, how did it happen? I mean, we used protection, right?”
“Yeah, we did, but like they said told us in health class….”
“The only full proof method is abstinence,” they finished together.
“How do you want to handle this, Max?” asked Liz.
“I don’t know yet,” Max admitted. “I suppose we can’t really do anything until we finish researching the book, and see what answers we can find in there.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Liz said. “We’d better find out all we can before we do anything else. I mean, it’s going to be hard enough having to tell our parents about this. Imagine having to tell them the baby is going to come out green, and three feet high, with seventeen eyes, or something.”
“Real funny, Liz,” said Max, smacking her lightly on the hand. “Well if that’s the case, then we know there’s no chance that you cheated on me, is there?”
“Shows you what you know,” said Liz, smartly. “You never suspected a thing about me and that guy from Venus, did you?” The young couple laughed together, and then settled back to look up at the stars.
“Do you want to go back?” Liz asked, looking at the starry night sky. “I don’t think so,” said Max. “Maybe at one time in my life, I would have liked to go back, but now, there is no other place that I’d rather be than right here with you.”
“I wouldn’t stop you, you know,” said Liz.
“You wouldn’t have to,” said Max. “Liz, I would never willingly leave you. Everything I ever wanted, I’ve found here, with you.”
“I love you, Max.”
“And I love you,” Max replied, placing a kiss on her lips.”
Liz and Max worked diligently on their chapters for the next hour before the cool night air drove them back inside. When the climbed back into Liz’s room, the found Michael and Maria asleep in the bean bag chair. Isabelle and Alex sat on the floor, on a pile of overstuffed pillows that Liz kept for just such a purpose. The whispered back and forth to each other as the read passages from the book and scribbled notes madly. Kyle and Ava were on one end of Liz’s bed, both of them half asleep.
“Hey,” said Alex, his voice low. “You guys okay?”
“Yeah, I think so,” said Max. “We’ve decided not to make any decisions until we’ve gathered all the information we can.”
“That makes sense,” said Isabelle. “And you know that no matter what, you can count on us. We’ll do whatever we can to help.”
“Thanks Isabelle, that means a lot,” said Liz. She moved over to her bed, and sat on the end opposite Kyle and Ava, careful not to disturb them.
“Liz, Max?” Alex said. “I want to apologize. I shouldn’t have told you my suspicions that way, in front of everyone. I should have told you and Max alone.”
“Alex, don’t worry about it. I know you were rattled by the whole situation. I mean, when you take into consideration everything that happened to you today, it’s perfectly understandable,” said Liz.
“No, it wasn’t, I handled it all wrong, and I’m sorry.”
“Alex, think about last year, before you knew what was going on. How many things did I handle wrong with you?” asked Liz.
“Liz is right,” said Max. “We all make mistakes. None of us are perfect. We need to just put it behind us, and concentrate on the future. We have to get going with this book, and there is still the whole thing with Tess we have to deal with. We haven’t even given that any thought at all,” said Max.
“I have,” said Ava, from her place on the bed.
“You’ve what?” asked Isabelle.
“Tess, I think I know what to do about her,” said Ava. “I think we should mind warp her ourselves.”
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Chapter Thirty-Three ~ 4/25/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Author’s Note This part is Fluff, fluff and even more fluff. I figured since I was re-writing Season Two, I’d better put the parents in the mix.
Chapter Thirty-Three Busted
The morning sunlight streamed through the lace panels that covered Liz’s windows. The bedroom door opened slightly, and Nancy Parker peered in check on her daughter before joining her husband to open the café. She smiled slightly to herself when she saw the eight kids asleep, with books and papers spread out around them. She closed the door quietly and went downstairs to join her husband.
“Geoff, you’re not going to believe what I just saw upstairs,” she called as she made her way down the stairs leading to the café. She walked in and came face to face with Philip and Diane Evans, Jim Valenti and Amy Deluca, and Charles and Margaret Whitman, sitting at a table with her husband. “Oh,” she says faintly, “maybe you will.”
“Good morning, Nancy,” said Jim, raising a finger to the brim of his hat. “I’m sure you’re wondering why we’re all here.”
“I’m going to go out on a limb, and say it has something to do with the eight kids who are asleep upstairs,” said Nancy. “Let me guess, none of you knew they were here?”
“Don’t get upset, Nancy,” said Diane. “We didn’t know where they were at first. Isabelle had said something about studying with Alex and Liz and Kyle, and Max had mentioned about hanging out with Michael.”
“And Maria is always with Michael,” added Amy. “We didn’t start getting worried until after midnight.”
“Amy called me,” said Jim, taking over the story. “And I decided to swing by and see if any of the kid were here. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer.”
“No, we were out of town last night. We drove in early this morning to open the restaurant,” said Nancy.
“Yes, Geoff explained all that to us already,” said Jim. “Anyhow, I checked the perimeter of the building, and I saw the lights on upstairs. I climbed the fire escape and looked in the window and saw the kids, fast asleep, with schoolbooks and papers all over the place. I climbed back down, and contacted everybody and let them know the kids were safe and asleep. We all agreed to just leave them where they were for the night. We decided it would be better to meet here in morning and talk to the kids.”
“Exactly,” said Philip Evans. “The kids need to know that while we do trust them, we still keep track of their whereabouts.
“I don’t think we should be too hard on them,” said Margaret Whitman, nervously. “I mean they fell asleep studying. It’s not like they were out all night drinking or doing God knows what.”
“Margaret, no one is saying we torture them, but they do have to realize that what they did is wrong,” said Charles Whitman.
“Your wife is right, Charles. We don’t want to jump down their throats, but we do need to let them know that we do keep track of them, and that they do have a responsibility to let us know where they are,” said Jim.
Liz crept quietly up the stairs and slipped back into her room. She had been on her way downstairs to get some juice when she overheard the parents talking. She quickly woke her friends and explained the situation.
“And there is no point in going out the window, they all know we’re here,” she concluded.
“We need a plan, and we need it fast,” said Max. “Okay, we’ve been studying all night. What were we studying? What classes do we have in common?”
“World History,” said Maria. “We’re all taking it, we just have different sections, that’s all.”
Liz stood quietly for a minute as though concentrating intently. She crossed the room and rummaged through her desk and pulled out another stack of notebooks.
“More notebooks, Liz?” asked Kyle. “God, you are such a geek.”
Liz ignored him and went to her backpack and pulled out her World History book and notebook. She held both books in her hands, and closed her eyes tightly, a look of fierce concentration on her face. She laid both books down on her bed, and picked up one of the blank notebooks and laid it down next to them. She placed on hand on her notebook and one on the blank notebook. After a minute she stopped and passed it to Max. She continued the process until she had done all seven notebooks. When she finished, she smiled triumphantly and grabbed all but one from Max, and passed them out to her friends.
“Take them, do what you have to, to make them look like they’re yours,” she said. As one, they opened the books and stared in shock at page after page of notes.
“Liz, how did you do that?” asked Isabelle. “How did you KNOW how to do that?”
“We don’t have time to go into it,” said Liz. “Now come on everybody, lets get downstairs, and make it good!”
“My mother is going to be so pissed,” Maria said loudly, as they walked down the stairs.
“No, Maria, it’s my fault. You were out with me. I’m the one your mother should blame,” said Michael. Everyone stared at him.
“What?” he whispered. “Liz said to make it good.”
“Good yes, not unbelievable,” Alex whispered back.’
They walked into the café, and managed to look surprised at the sight of the parental contingent waiting to greet them.
“Good morning everyone,” said the Sheriff. “Out a little late, aren’t you? Kyle, what do you have to say for yourself?” Kyle flashed his father a panicked look and motioned to Ava. “And Tess,” continued the Sheriff after a slight double take. “What were the two of you thinking?”
“Dad, really, I’m sorry. We’re sorry. We got together to study and totally lost all track of time.” Kyle saw his father’s eyes flicker towards the notebook he was holding and he nodded slightly.
“Let me see?” he said.
“What?”
“If you were studying all night, you must have taken a lot of notes. Let me see the book, son.”
Kyle passed the book to his father, and tried not to smile. Jim flipped through the notebook for several minutes.
“Very impressive,” he said, passing the book back to Kyle. “If those notes are any indication, you are going to do very well in that class.”
“Now wait just a second, Sheriff,” said Charles Whitman. “How do we know that’s not just a dummy notebook they made for us to look at in case they got caught?”
“Oh please, Dad,” said Alex. “Right, we made one notebook, and gave it to Kyle in the hopes that his father would be the one to want to look at his notes. Have a little faith, why don’t you?” He passed his notebook to his father. Charles Whitman took the book and began to leaf through it, studying it carefully.
“Well, son, you spelt Euphrates wrong several times, but other than that, I can see you worked very hard last night. I apologize,” he tacked on, grudgingly.
“Here,” said Max, passing his and Isabelle’s notebooks to their parents.
“I don’t need to see those, Max,” said Philip. “We believe you. We just want you to be aware of the fact that you acted very irresponsibly by staying out all night. We were worried sick until we heard from the sheriff.”
“The sheriff found us?” said Max. “Why didn’t you just wake us up and send us home?” he asked, turning to Jim.
“I thought about it,” said Jim. “But I knew I wouldn’t be comfortable with Kyle driving himself and Tess home if he were that tired, and I figured your parents would all feel the same way. I called them and let them know you were all alive and safe, and we all agreed to leave you where you were for the night.”
“So, why the big showdown at the CrashDown corral?” asked Maria.
“Because, Maria, we are your parents, and part of our job is making sure that you know where we stand on certain issues. Staying out all night is one of those issues. And it won’t ever happen again, will it?” asked Amy.
“No, but,”
“Maria!”
“No, Mom,” said Maria.
“Look, Ms. Deluca, this was all my fault,” began Michael.
“Save it!” said Amy, holding up her hand. “I heard your little performance when you were coming down the stairs.”
“And?” Michael asked hopefully.
“Not buying it,” said Amy. “But you do get an A for effort. Much like the A test paper I trust you will be showing me very soon.”
“Oh,” said Michael, his voice dejected.
“We’re all really sorry,” said Liz. “It’s not like we planned this or anything.
“Well, that much is obvious,” said Nancy Parker. “In my experience, most people don’t plan to fall asleep, sitting up, with their history books in their laps. Now why don’t you all go home and get some sleep, and then go do something fun. You obviously used “date night” to study, so maybe you’ve earned a little time off.”
“Mom?” said Maria, turning to her mother.
“I suppose so,” said Amy. “Just be home at a reasonable time this time.”
Both the Whitmans and the Evans gave their consent as well.
“Dad?” Kyle asked questioningly.
“Of course kids,” said Jim with a smile. “Now why don’t you come with me, and I’ll drive you home. I had one of the deputy’s take your car home last night Kyle. I didn’t want to take the chance of you driving home last night if you did wake up.”
“Uh, okay, Dad,” said Kyle, not fooled by the smile on his father’s face. “We’ll just firm up our plans and meet you outside.
After making plans for a late picnic at Millers Park, the Alex and his parents left the café, along with Maria and her mother. Max and Isabelle left next, followed by their parents. Liz decided to work for a few hours, and Michael decided to stay and help with the morning rush, and to keep an eye on Liz in case she started to subject any of the customers to one of her alien induced mood swings. Kyle and Ava walked out the door and met Jim Valenti, waiting for them on the sidewalk.
“Okay,” he said, once they were clear of the café. “I think you have some explaining to do, starting with who the hell is this? And don’t try and tell me she’s Tess, because Tess was home last night, and when I left this morning, she was still sound asleep!”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Author’s Note This part is Fluff, fluff and even more fluff. I figured since I was re-writing Season Two, I’d better put the parents in the mix.
Chapter Thirty-Three Busted
The morning sunlight streamed through the lace panels that covered Liz’s windows. The bedroom door opened slightly, and Nancy Parker peered in check on her daughter before joining her husband to open the café. She smiled slightly to herself when she saw the eight kids asleep, with books and papers spread out around them. She closed the door quietly and went downstairs to join her husband.
“Geoff, you’re not going to believe what I just saw upstairs,” she called as she made her way down the stairs leading to the café. She walked in and came face to face with Philip and Diane Evans, Jim Valenti and Amy Deluca, and Charles and Margaret Whitman, sitting at a table with her husband. “Oh,” she says faintly, “maybe you will.”
“Good morning, Nancy,” said Jim, raising a finger to the brim of his hat. “I’m sure you’re wondering why we’re all here.”
“I’m going to go out on a limb, and say it has something to do with the eight kids who are asleep upstairs,” said Nancy. “Let me guess, none of you knew they were here?”
“Don’t get upset, Nancy,” said Diane. “We didn’t know where they were at first. Isabelle had said something about studying with Alex and Liz and Kyle, and Max had mentioned about hanging out with Michael.”
“And Maria is always with Michael,” added Amy. “We didn’t start getting worried until after midnight.”
“Amy called me,” said Jim, taking over the story. “And I decided to swing by and see if any of the kid were here. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer.”
“No, we were out of town last night. We drove in early this morning to open the restaurant,” said Nancy.
“Yes, Geoff explained all that to us already,” said Jim. “Anyhow, I checked the perimeter of the building, and I saw the lights on upstairs. I climbed the fire escape and looked in the window and saw the kids, fast asleep, with schoolbooks and papers all over the place. I climbed back down, and contacted everybody and let them know the kids were safe and asleep. We all agreed to just leave them where they were for the night. We decided it would be better to meet here in morning and talk to the kids.”
“Exactly,” said Philip Evans. “The kids need to know that while we do trust them, we still keep track of their whereabouts.
“I don’t think we should be too hard on them,” said Margaret Whitman, nervously. “I mean they fell asleep studying. It’s not like they were out all night drinking or doing God knows what.”
“Margaret, no one is saying we torture them, but they do have to realize that what they did is wrong,” said Charles Whitman.
“Your wife is right, Charles. We don’t want to jump down their throats, but we do need to let them know that we do keep track of them, and that they do have a responsibility to let us know where they are,” said Jim.
Liz crept quietly up the stairs and slipped back into her room. She had been on her way downstairs to get some juice when she overheard the parents talking. She quickly woke her friends and explained the situation.
“And there is no point in going out the window, they all know we’re here,” she concluded.
“We need a plan, and we need it fast,” said Max. “Okay, we’ve been studying all night. What were we studying? What classes do we have in common?”
“World History,” said Maria. “We’re all taking it, we just have different sections, that’s all.”
Liz stood quietly for a minute as though concentrating intently. She crossed the room and rummaged through her desk and pulled out another stack of notebooks.
“More notebooks, Liz?” asked Kyle. “God, you are such a geek.”
Liz ignored him and went to her backpack and pulled out her World History book and notebook. She held both books in her hands, and closed her eyes tightly, a look of fierce concentration on her face. She laid both books down on her bed, and picked up one of the blank notebooks and laid it down next to them. She placed on hand on her notebook and one on the blank notebook. After a minute she stopped and passed it to Max. She continued the process until she had done all seven notebooks. When she finished, she smiled triumphantly and grabbed all but one from Max, and passed them out to her friends.
“Take them, do what you have to, to make them look like they’re yours,” she said. As one, they opened the books and stared in shock at page after page of notes.
“Liz, how did you do that?” asked Isabelle. “How did you KNOW how to do that?”
“We don’t have time to go into it,” said Liz. “Now come on everybody, lets get downstairs, and make it good!”
“My mother is going to be so pissed,” Maria said loudly, as they walked down the stairs.
“No, Maria, it’s my fault. You were out with me. I’m the one your mother should blame,” said Michael. Everyone stared at him.
“What?” he whispered. “Liz said to make it good.”
“Good yes, not unbelievable,” Alex whispered back.’
They walked into the café, and managed to look surprised at the sight of the parental contingent waiting to greet them.
“Good morning everyone,” said the Sheriff. “Out a little late, aren’t you? Kyle, what do you have to say for yourself?” Kyle flashed his father a panicked look and motioned to Ava. “And Tess,” continued the Sheriff after a slight double take. “What were the two of you thinking?”
“Dad, really, I’m sorry. We’re sorry. We got together to study and totally lost all track of time.” Kyle saw his father’s eyes flicker towards the notebook he was holding and he nodded slightly.
“Let me see?” he said.
“What?”
“If you were studying all night, you must have taken a lot of notes. Let me see the book, son.”
Kyle passed the book to his father, and tried not to smile. Jim flipped through the notebook for several minutes.
“Very impressive,” he said, passing the book back to Kyle. “If those notes are any indication, you are going to do very well in that class.”
“Now wait just a second, Sheriff,” said Charles Whitman. “How do we know that’s not just a dummy notebook they made for us to look at in case they got caught?”
“Oh please, Dad,” said Alex. “Right, we made one notebook, and gave it to Kyle in the hopes that his father would be the one to want to look at his notes. Have a little faith, why don’t you?” He passed his notebook to his father. Charles Whitman took the book and began to leaf through it, studying it carefully.
“Well, son, you spelt Euphrates wrong several times, but other than that, I can see you worked very hard last night. I apologize,” he tacked on, grudgingly.
“Here,” said Max, passing his and Isabelle’s notebooks to their parents.
“I don’t need to see those, Max,” said Philip. “We believe you. We just want you to be aware of the fact that you acted very irresponsibly by staying out all night. We were worried sick until we heard from the sheriff.”
“The sheriff found us?” said Max. “Why didn’t you just wake us up and send us home?” he asked, turning to Jim.
“I thought about it,” said Jim. “But I knew I wouldn’t be comfortable with Kyle driving himself and Tess home if he were that tired, and I figured your parents would all feel the same way. I called them and let them know you were all alive and safe, and we all agreed to leave you where you were for the night.”
“So, why the big showdown at the CrashDown corral?” asked Maria.
“Because, Maria, we are your parents, and part of our job is making sure that you know where we stand on certain issues. Staying out all night is one of those issues. And it won’t ever happen again, will it?” asked Amy.
“No, but,”
“Maria!”
“No, Mom,” said Maria.
“Look, Ms. Deluca, this was all my fault,” began Michael.
“Save it!” said Amy, holding up her hand. “I heard your little performance when you were coming down the stairs.”
“And?” Michael asked hopefully.
“Not buying it,” said Amy. “But you do get an A for effort. Much like the A test paper I trust you will be showing me very soon.”
“Oh,” said Michael, his voice dejected.
“We’re all really sorry,” said Liz. “It’s not like we planned this or anything.
“Well, that much is obvious,” said Nancy Parker. “In my experience, most people don’t plan to fall asleep, sitting up, with their history books in their laps. Now why don’t you all go home and get some sleep, and then go do something fun. You obviously used “date night” to study, so maybe you’ve earned a little time off.”
“Mom?” said Maria, turning to her mother.
“I suppose so,” said Amy. “Just be home at a reasonable time this time.”
Both the Whitmans and the Evans gave their consent as well.
“Dad?” Kyle asked questioningly.
“Of course kids,” said Jim with a smile. “Now why don’t you come with me, and I’ll drive you home. I had one of the deputy’s take your car home last night Kyle. I didn’t want to take the chance of you driving home last night if you did wake up.”
“Uh, okay, Dad,” said Kyle, not fooled by the smile on his father’s face. “We’ll just firm up our plans and meet you outside.
After making plans for a late picnic at Millers Park, the Alex and his parents left the café, along with Maria and her mother. Max and Isabelle left next, followed by their parents. Liz decided to work for a few hours, and Michael decided to stay and help with the morning rush, and to keep an eye on Liz in case she started to subject any of the customers to one of her alien induced mood swings. Kyle and Ava walked out the door and met Jim Valenti, waiting for them on the sidewalk.
“Okay,” he said, once they were clear of the café. “I think you have some explaining to do, starting with who the hell is this? And don’t try and tell me she’s Tess, because Tess was home last night, and when I left this morning, she was still sound asleep!”
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Chapter 34 - 4/27/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Four ~ Let’s Do The Mind Warp Again
Liz and Ava spread a blanket out under a tree in the grassy park
“Should we really be doing this out in the open?” questioned Liz. “I mean there is a chance of Tess could walk by.”
“Nah,” said Ava, smoothing the blanket. “Kyle’s dad was real cool once he found out about me. He offered to take Tess shoppin or somethin’. Said that way he could keep an eye on her, and keep her outta our hair for a while.”
“So he wasn’t too angry then?”
“Angry doesn’t begin to cover what he was at first. He was really pissed that youse guys kept somethin’ this big from him.”
“We weren’t exactly keeping it from him,” said Liz. “We just forgot to tell him.”
“Yeah, well, once he chilled out, he was really pretty cool. Kinda made me wish he were my dad,” she said wistfully. Pretty cornball of me, huh?”
“Ava, no, it’s not,” said Liz. “It’s not at all. And Jim may not be your father, but now that he knows about you, he’ll watch over you, just like he does all of us. And you have Michael. He’s always wanted a family too, and now he has you. You have each other. And you have the rest of us! One thing we’ve learned over the past year is that we need to stick together. We’re stronger together than apart.”
“Yeah, that’s what the sheriff said. Anyhow, Kyle explained to his dad about what Tess has been doin, and he was pissed. He says he’s gonna go get a platinum watchband or somethin’. I told him he oughta I could pierce his nose, or eyebrow, but he wasn’t up with that.”
“No, I can imagine he wasn’t,” laughed Liz.
“But he did slip me some cash, told me to go buy myself some stuff, try and blend in a little. He said it would be safer for me. What do you think?” she asked shyly.
Liz pulled back and looked closely at her friend. “Oh my God, Ava, look at you. You look fantastic!” she cried.
“Thanks,” said Ava. “It was really cool of you and Maria to lend me some of your stuff, but it’s really great, but havin stuff of my own is even better.” She smoothed the yellow bandeau top she was wearing, and looked bashfully at the ground. “Do ya think Kyle will like it?”
“Ava, I think Kyle would like you wearing, just about anything,” Liz said laughing. “What’s the deal with you and him anyhow?”
“Well, I”
“Sh-sh, they’re coming. We’ll talk later,” whispered Liz.
Liz and Ava sat back and watched as Michael, Kyle, Maria, Alex, Max and Isabelle approached them, carrying bags of food and drinks. They sat in the warm sunshine and enjoyed the food and talked about trivial things. Liz watched with amusement the way Kyle’s eyes lingered over Ava.
“The way I see it,” said Max, throwing a drumstick onto his plate. “Ava’s plan is the best one we have right now.”
“Well, it ain’t really a plan,” said Ava. “More like an idea.”
“Yeah, but it’s a good idea,” said Kyle. “Give that bitch a taste of her own medicine. We just have to figure out the whys and wherefores.”
“Wait,” said Maria. “What about Alex, can he handle doing something like this. I’m mean, look what happened to him last time. Isabelle said he just about died. Oh my God! Look at those ants. They’re all over my potato salad. Get them off, get them off!” Maria cried. “Why are you all laughing at me and the sorry state of my potato salad?” she asked.
“Because there are no ants on your potato salad, Maria,” said Alex. “I just made you think there were. And I’m okay, see?” he said, spreading his arms out wide. “Whatever happened to Isabelle and I in the granolith seems to have taken care of the almost dying when I mind warp thing.”
“Actually,” said Michael. “There was something about that in my part of the book. It said something about our passing on our powers, and that the granolith will help their bodies adapt to their new powers. It also said that powers like mind warping and healing will take the biggest toll on their bodies until they adapt.”
“That makes sense,” said Kyle. “I mean, blowing stuff up, or defending yourself is instinctive. Kind of like fight or flight, you just do it. You’re reacting to a situation. Healing and mind warping require a lot of thought and concentration. So it stands to reason that those two things would be more stressful to the human body.”
“Great, so we know Alex’s mind isn’t going to go all mushy, and we know what to do if it does,” said Maria. “Now we only have to figure out what we’re going to do.”
“I’ve actually been thinking about that,” said Isabelle. “The first thing we need to do is warp her into thinking she has the book. From there, she’s going to approach Alex about decoding it.”
“It’s a good start Isabelle, but then what?” asked Alex.
“Well that will depend on what she does,” said Isabelle. “From there, its just a matter of playing along with her, and manipulating things so she thinks we’re doing what she wants us to do.”
“This is going to get so confusing,” said Liz. “There are just so many things to keep track of.”
“We’ll do it, Liz, because we have to. We don’t have a choice,” said Max, slipping his arm around her shoulder. “Now that we have the basis of a plan, I have a couple of other things I want to talk about.”
“Wait,” said Michael. “Liz, how did you do that thing with the notebooks today? I’m thinking that could come in very handy during finals.”
“I don’t know, I just heard this voice inside of me, telling me what to do.”
“Was it the baby?” asked Maria.
“No,” she said slowly. “No, it wasn’t the baby. This was, I don’t know, more omnipotent or something, it was like a presence or something. I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t a scary thing.”
“We have to leave again,” said Maria, suddenly. “Max, Liz, Michael, get out of here, now!”
Michael started to argue, but Liz silenced him with a quelling look. Max held out his hand to Liz, and the two followed by Michael, made their way across the park. As they walked towards the street, Isabelle’s cell phone began to ring. She answered it and after a few minutes, hung up.
“Kyle, that was your dad. He and Tess got back early, she’s out looking for us right now. She told him she wanted to hang out with us.” She turned to Maria. “I think you got your power Maria. Apparently, your our Tess early detection system.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Four ~ Let’s Do The Mind Warp Again
Liz and Ava spread a blanket out under a tree in the grassy park
“Should we really be doing this out in the open?” questioned Liz. “I mean there is a chance of Tess could walk by.”
“Nah,” said Ava, smoothing the blanket. “Kyle’s dad was real cool once he found out about me. He offered to take Tess shoppin or somethin’. Said that way he could keep an eye on her, and keep her outta our hair for a while.”
“So he wasn’t too angry then?”
“Angry doesn’t begin to cover what he was at first. He was really pissed that youse guys kept somethin’ this big from him.”
“We weren’t exactly keeping it from him,” said Liz. “We just forgot to tell him.”
“Yeah, well, once he chilled out, he was really pretty cool. Kinda made me wish he were my dad,” she said wistfully. Pretty cornball of me, huh?”
“Ava, no, it’s not,” said Liz. “It’s not at all. And Jim may not be your father, but now that he knows about you, he’ll watch over you, just like he does all of us. And you have Michael. He’s always wanted a family too, and now he has you. You have each other. And you have the rest of us! One thing we’ve learned over the past year is that we need to stick together. We’re stronger together than apart.”
“Yeah, that’s what the sheriff said. Anyhow, Kyle explained to his dad about what Tess has been doin, and he was pissed. He says he’s gonna go get a platinum watchband or somethin’. I told him he oughta I could pierce his nose, or eyebrow, but he wasn’t up with that.”
“No, I can imagine he wasn’t,” laughed Liz.
“But he did slip me some cash, told me to go buy myself some stuff, try and blend in a little. He said it would be safer for me. What do you think?” she asked shyly.
Liz pulled back and looked closely at her friend. “Oh my God, Ava, look at you. You look fantastic!” she cried.
“Thanks,” said Ava. “It was really cool of you and Maria to lend me some of your stuff, but it’s really great, but havin stuff of my own is even better.” She smoothed the yellow bandeau top she was wearing, and looked bashfully at the ground. “Do ya think Kyle will like it?”
“Ava, I think Kyle would like you wearing, just about anything,” Liz said laughing. “What’s the deal with you and him anyhow?”
“Well, I”
“Sh-sh, they’re coming. We’ll talk later,” whispered Liz.
Liz and Ava sat back and watched as Michael, Kyle, Maria, Alex, Max and Isabelle approached them, carrying bags of food and drinks. They sat in the warm sunshine and enjoyed the food and talked about trivial things. Liz watched with amusement the way Kyle’s eyes lingered over Ava.
“The way I see it,” said Max, throwing a drumstick onto his plate. “Ava’s plan is the best one we have right now.”
“Well, it ain’t really a plan,” said Ava. “More like an idea.”
“Yeah, but it’s a good idea,” said Kyle. “Give that bitch a taste of her own medicine. We just have to figure out the whys and wherefores.”
“Wait,” said Maria. “What about Alex, can he handle doing something like this. I’m mean, look what happened to him last time. Isabelle said he just about died. Oh my God! Look at those ants. They’re all over my potato salad. Get them off, get them off!” Maria cried. “Why are you all laughing at me and the sorry state of my potato salad?” she asked.
“Because there are no ants on your potato salad, Maria,” said Alex. “I just made you think there were. And I’m okay, see?” he said, spreading his arms out wide. “Whatever happened to Isabelle and I in the granolith seems to have taken care of the almost dying when I mind warp thing.”
“Actually,” said Michael. “There was something about that in my part of the book. It said something about our passing on our powers, and that the granolith will help their bodies adapt to their new powers. It also said that powers like mind warping and healing will take the biggest toll on their bodies until they adapt.”
“That makes sense,” said Kyle. “I mean, blowing stuff up, or defending yourself is instinctive. Kind of like fight or flight, you just do it. You’re reacting to a situation. Healing and mind warping require a lot of thought and concentration. So it stands to reason that those two things would be more stressful to the human body.”
“Great, so we know Alex’s mind isn’t going to go all mushy, and we know what to do if it does,” said Maria. “Now we only have to figure out what we’re going to do.”
“I’ve actually been thinking about that,” said Isabelle. “The first thing we need to do is warp her into thinking she has the book. From there, she’s going to approach Alex about decoding it.”
“It’s a good start Isabelle, but then what?” asked Alex.
“Well that will depend on what she does,” said Isabelle. “From there, its just a matter of playing along with her, and manipulating things so she thinks we’re doing what she wants us to do.”
“This is going to get so confusing,” said Liz. “There are just so many things to keep track of.”
“We’ll do it, Liz, because we have to. We don’t have a choice,” said Max, slipping his arm around her shoulder. “Now that we have the basis of a plan, I have a couple of other things I want to talk about.”
“Wait,” said Michael. “Liz, how did you do that thing with the notebooks today? I’m thinking that could come in very handy during finals.”
“I don’t know, I just heard this voice inside of me, telling me what to do.”
“Was it the baby?” asked Maria.
“No,” she said slowly. “No, it wasn’t the baby. This was, I don’t know, more omnipotent or something, it was like a presence or something. I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t a scary thing.”
“We have to leave again,” said Maria, suddenly. “Max, Liz, Michael, get out of here, now!”
Michael started to argue, but Liz silenced him with a quelling look. Max held out his hand to Liz, and the two followed by Michael, made their way across the park. As they walked towards the street, Isabelle’s cell phone began to ring. She answered it and after a few minutes, hung up.
“Kyle, that was your dad. He and Tess got back early, she’s out looking for us right now. She told him she wanted to hang out with us.” She turned to Maria. “I think you got your power Maria. Apparently, your our Tess early detection system.”
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Chapter Thirty-Five added 4/29/03
Disclaimer: You know the drill…the characters aren’t mine Roswell and all characters belong to Jason Katims, 20th Century Fox etc. I’m just borrowing them.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Five Ouch, Did Something Bite Me?
“Uh, hello?” said Maria. “If Tess the evil hell bitch is approaching, why is Ava just sitting here? No offense, Ava?”
“None taken,” said Ava with a grin. “Watch this.” She touched her hand to her hair, lengthening it considerably. At the same time, she changed the color to a dark auburn color. With the clothes she was wearing, she was completely unrecognizable.
“That is so cool,” said Maria, wistfully. “Why can’t I have a power like that?”
“I shudder to think of the damage you could do with a power like that,” said Alex. “Imagine what you would change if you could do that.”
“What! What kind of damage. What are you talking about?” said Maria, her voice ripe with indignation.
“I have two words for you Deluca. Aqua Bra!”
“Oh, yeah, that,” said Maria. “Never mind.
“Much as I’d love to hear the whole story behind the Aqua Bra,” said Ava. “We need to focus here. Alex, the ball’s in your court. Make her think I’m not here.
“Poof, you’re not here?” said Alex, weakly.
“Who’s not here?” asked Tess, walking up behind them. “Who are you,” she added rudely, looking at Ava. “And where is Max?”
Alex closed his eyes and concentrated, focusing on blocking Ava from Tess’s mind.
“What did you say, Tess?” asked Isabelle.
“I said, who’s not here, and where is Max. God, what are you people, deaf or something?”
“Uh, Max isn’t here,” said Maria.
“Well, I can see that,” snapped Tess. “What I want to know is where he is.”
“Sorry, we don’t know,” said Isabelle. “Alex and I bumped into Kyle and Maria downtown, and we decided to grab some food and have a picnic.”
“Well, that was fast,” said Tess, snidely.
“What was fast, Tess?” asked Kyle.
“You and Hurricane Deluca hooking up. Glad to see you aren’t pining away for Michael. Not that it matters to me. I’ve got Max, and that’s the way it should be. He belongs with me, not with that insignificant little bitch Liz Parker. OUCH! Did something bite me?” she asked, as the angry red imprint of a hand appeared on her face.
“Must have been a mosquito or something,” said Maria. “You’d better go put something on that before it starts to swell.”
“Yeah, it looks like it’s getting bigger already,” said Isabelle.
“Swell?” said Tess, putting a hand to her face. “I’d better go. If you see Max, tell him I’m looking for him.” She turned and walked towards the entrance of the park.
“Yeah, maybe he can heal that bug bite for you!” Kyle called to her departing figure. “Ava, I love you,” he said. “That was perfect!”
“Alex, you did it!” cried Isabelle, throwing her arms around him. “You were fantastic!”
“I was fantastic, wasn’t I?” said Alex. “Or was I?” he asked, turning to Ava. “You didn’t help, did you?”
“I didn’t do anything,” said Ava, except for slap the bitch. Man, she is nasty. She’s even nastier than Lonnie, and that’s sayin a lot!”
“It’s proof positive that my mother’s message was true,” said Isabelle.
“What message?” asked Ava.
“Damn, we forgot to tell you,” said Isabelle. “Okay, the short version is this. When the made us on Antar, they made two sets, one to send to Earth, and one to keep as spare I guess. Enemies of the royal family managed to tamper with the second set. They then took the two sets were mixed together, and the scientists on Antar were unable to tell which set was which. So, they sent both sets to Earth instead of keeping one on Antar. I think it’s safe to assume that you were supposed to be with Max, Michael and myself, and Tess was supposed to be with those freaks you lived with.
“So like I was supposed to live the whole cornball Mayberry experience? Go figure. Can you see me, growin up in a place like this?”
“Yeah, actually, I can,” said Kyle, covering her hand with his. “You are a sweet and wonderful person, Ava. All that other stuff, the attitude, the tattoo’s, that was just because of the way you lived. The person you are inside is nothing like Rath and Lonnie, and probably not even Zan.”
“No, Zan, he wasn’t like them either. I mean, he was, but he wasn’t. He wasn’t all cruel like they were. He didn’t take any of their crap or nothin’, but he was still a good person,” said Ava.
“Maybe they didn’t tamper with his pod,” said Alex. “Maybe they were afraid to mess with the King, no matter what state he was in.”
“Well, they weren’t afraid to kill him,” said Isabelle, bitterly. “They weren’t afraid to kill any of us.”
“Maybe,” said Alex. “We’ll probably never know, but what we do know is that Ava was supposed to be here with you, all along, and we know that we’ll be able to fool Tess. Now we just have to figure out what our next step is going to be.”
“Come on,” said Maria, as she began to pack up the remnants of their picnic. “We’re supposed to meet at my house tonight. Let’s get over there and tell Max, Michael and Liz what happened.”
“Let’s stop and get some food before we head to your house, Maria. I’m starving,” said Alex.
“You’re starving,” said Maria. “How can you possibly be starving? You ate just about everything we brought.”
“This mind warping is hard work,” said Alex. “How does everybody feel about Thai food?”
“Fine, whatever,” said Kyle. “Why don’t you go pick it up, and meet us back at Maria’s. I want to swing by the station and clue my Dad in on what just happened.
Kyle, Isabelle and Maria got into Kyle’s Mustang and drove over to the Sheriff’s department, while Alex and Ava drove over to the new Thai place to get take out. After their order was ready, Alex walked out to the car with the food, while Ava ran back inside to get extra hot mustard. When she left the restaurant, she saw Alex standing outside his car, talking with Tess. She walked slowly out of the restaurant, and came around so that she was standing behind Tess.
“I want you to tell them you are going to Sweden on an exchange program,” Tess said to Alex. “And then I want you to start working on that stupid book. I have to know what it says. What are you going to need to break the code?”
“Probably a very powerful computer,” said Alex. “More powerful than I have here at home.”
“Where can we find one of those?” asked Tess.
“Las Cruses,” said Alex. “At the university.”
“Fine,” said Tess. “As soon as I get you the book, that’s where I want you to go. They’ll be expecting you. I’ll take care of everything. Do you understand, Alex?”
“Of course, Tess,” said Alex.
“And don’t tell anybody we’ve talked,” said Tess. She spun around on her heal, and walked towards her Geo Tracker. Ava ducked behind another car and waited until Tess drove away.
“Are you alright?” she asked Alex, as soon as Tess’s car was out of sight.
“Yeah,” said Alex. “But I guess I’m going to Las Cruses, at least in Tess’s mind.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Thirty-Five Ouch, Did Something Bite Me?
“Uh, hello?” said Maria. “If Tess the evil hell bitch is approaching, why is Ava just sitting here? No offense, Ava?”
“None taken,” said Ava with a grin. “Watch this.” She touched her hand to her hair, lengthening it considerably. At the same time, she changed the color to a dark auburn color. With the clothes she was wearing, she was completely unrecognizable.
“That is so cool,” said Maria, wistfully. “Why can’t I have a power like that?”
“I shudder to think of the damage you could do with a power like that,” said Alex. “Imagine what you would change if you could do that.”
“What! What kind of damage. What are you talking about?” said Maria, her voice ripe with indignation.
“I have two words for you Deluca. Aqua Bra!”
“Oh, yeah, that,” said Maria. “Never mind.
“Much as I’d love to hear the whole story behind the Aqua Bra,” said Ava. “We need to focus here. Alex, the ball’s in your court. Make her think I’m not here.
“Poof, you’re not here?” said Alex, weakly.
“Who’s not here?” asked Tess, walking up behind them. “Who are you,” she added rudely, looking at Ava. “And where is Max?”
Alex closed his eyes and concentrated, focusing on blocking Ava from Tess’s mind.
“What did you say, Tess?” asked Isabelle.
“I said, who’s not here, and where is Max. God, what are you people, deaf or something?”
“Uh, Max isn’t here,” said Maria.
“Well, I can see that,” snapped Tess. “What I want to know is where he is.”
“Sorry, we don’t know,” said Isabelle. “Alex and I bumped into Kyle and Maria downtown, and we decided to grab some food and have a picnic.”
“Well, that was fast,” said Tess, snidely.
“What was fast, Tess?” asked Kyle.
“You and Hurricane Deluca hooking up. Glad to see you aren’t pining away for Michael. Not that it matters to me. I’ve got Max, and that’s the way it should be. He belongs with me, not with that insignificant little bitch Liz Parker. OUCH! Did something bite me?” she asked, as the angry red imprint of a hand appeared on her face.
“Must have been a mosquito or something,” said Maria. “You’d better go put something on that before it starts to swell.”
“Yeah, it looks like it’s getting bigger already,” said Isabelle.
“Swell?” said Tess, putting a hand to her face. “I’d better go. If you see Max, tell him I’m looking for him.” She turned and walked towards the entrance of the park.
“Yeah, maybe he can heal that bug bite for you!” Kyle called to her departing figure. “Ava, I love you,” he said. “That was perfect!”
“Alex, you did it!” cried Isabelle, throwing her arms around him. “You were fantastic!”
“I was fantastic, wasn’t I?” said Alex. “Or was I?” he asked, turning to Ava. “You didn’t help, did you?”
“I didn’t do anything,” said Ava, except for slap the bitch. Man, she is nasty. She’s even nastier than Lonnie, and that’s sayin a lot!”
“It’s proof positive that my mother’s message was true,” said Isabelle.
“What message?” asked Ava.
“Damn, we forgot to tell you,” said Isabelle. “Okay, the short version is this. When the made us on Antar, they made two sets, one to send to Earth, and one to keep as spare I guess. Enemies of the royal family managed to tamper with the second set. They then took the two sets were mixed together, and the scientists on Antar were unable to tell which set was which. So, they sent both sets to Earth instead of keeping one on Antar. I think it’s safe to assume that you were supposed to be with Max, Michael and myself, and Tess was supposed to be with those freaks you lived with.
“So like I was supposed to live the whole cornball Mayberry experience? Go figure. Can you see me, growin up in a place like this?”
“Yeah, actually, I can,” said Kyle, covering her hand with his. “You are a sweet and wonderful person, Ava. All that other stuff, the attitude, the tattoo’s, that was just because of the way you lived. The person you are inside is nothing like Rath and Lonnie, and probably not even Zan.”
“No, Zan, he wasn’t like them either. I mean, he was, but he wasn’t. He wasn’t all cruel like they were. He didn’t take any of their crap or nothin’, but he was still a good person,” said Ava.
“Maybe they didn’t tamper with his pod,” said Alex. “Maybe they were afraid to mess with the King, no matter what state he was in.”
“Well, they weren’t afraid to kill him,” said Isabelle, bitterly. “They weren’t afraid to kill any of us.”
“Maybe,” said Alex. “We’ll probably never know, but what we do know is that Ava was supposed to be here with you, all along, and we know that we’ll be able to fool Tess. Now we just have to figure out what our next step is going to be.”
“Come on,” said Maria, as she began to pack up the remnants of their picnic. “We’re supposed to meet at my house tonight. Let’s get over there and tell Max, Michael and Liz what happened.”
“Let’s stop and get some food before we head to your house, Maria. I’m starving,” said Alex.
“You’re starving,” said Maria. “How can you possibly be starving? You ate just about everything we brought.”
“This mind warping is hard work,” said Alex. “How does everybody feel about Thai food?”
“Fine, whatever,” said Kyle. “Why don’t you go pick it up, and meet us back at Maria’s. I want to swing by the station and clue my Dad in on what just happened.
Kyle, Isabelle and Maria got into Kyle’s Mustang and drove over to the Sheriff’s department, while Alex and Ava drove over to the new Thai place to get take out. After their order was ready, Alex walked out to the car with the food, while Ava ran back inside to get extra hot mustard. When she left the restaurant, she saw Alex standing outside his car, talking with Tess. She walked slowly out of the restaurant, and came around so that she was standing behind Tess.
“I want you to tell them you are going to Sweden on an exchange program,” Tess said to Alex. “And then I want you to start working on that stupid book. I have to know what it says. What are you going to need to break the code?”
“Probably a very powerful computer,” said Alex. “More powerful than I have here at home.”
“Where can we find one of those?” asked Tess.
“Las Cruses,” said Alex. “At the university.”
“Fine,” said Tess. “As soon as I get you the book, that’s where I want you to go. They’ll be expecting you. I’ll take care of everything. Do you understand, Alex?”
“Of course, Tess,” said Alex.
“And don’t tell anybody we’ve talked,” said Tess. She spun around on her heal, and walked towards her Geo Tracker. Ava ducked behind another car and waited until Tess drove away.
“Are you alright?” she asked Alex, as soon as Tess’s car was out of sight.
“Yeah,” said Alex. “But I guess I’m going to Las Cruses, at least in Tess’s mind.