Roswell Fanatics

OOC: Yeah! Isabel's such a dead character here :p


Isabel

I wanted to share my fears with my husband, to pour my heart out and know that he would protect me from everything. But, the circumstances made that impossible, and I was the one who had to protect him. It wasn't that he was incapable of taking care of himself- but . . . how could he match federal agents? Or aliens, for that matter?

"I hate all of this," I whispered, pressing my face against his chest- and it felt real. "I hate being away from you."

I had intentionally skipped answering him. But really, I couldn't. The fact was that that was the one thing I couldn't promise him- that I would be alive to meet him again in the next dream.

*Max*

Kyle keeps going, trying to run down what I have with Liz. This is supposed to make me want to be with him? A few minutes ago, that was an intriguing thought, even if I knew it would never happen. Now, I'm just angry that he would be going on like this.

He's absolutely right about some things. She did leave me. So many times, she left me. She left me because of FutureMax because she thought she had to. And she'd left me because of Alex and because of Tess's baby. The hardest time, 'though, was the day of the message from the orbs. She knew before Eagle Rock that Tess and I were supposed to be together, but I promised her that she'd be my destiny. She knew that. Still, when she saw the message from my mother, she'd disregarded everything I'd told her and she just -- left. She'd refused to even talk to me most of the time, mincing her words when she did. She left for the summer to get away from me, even 'though she knew that I didn't care about Tess or destiny or anything. She left me, again and again.

Of course, I broke up with her, too. Once, early on when I thought it would be too complicated. Back then, she had been the one who wanted to get back together. That was before Tess...

But none of that matters. "So what?" I say to Kyle, stopping him as he tries to walk away. "What does it matter that she didn't feel the same way until after I healed her? She loves me now. You just said yourself that you didn't feel this way about me until after I healed you, either. That's even less time than Liz. Does that mean your feelings are any less real?"

I'd seen the flashes and felt what he felt in those memories. I know what he felt is real to him. Just as real as the feelings I see in the flashes I share with Liz. I wasn't doubting his feelings, but I wanted him to see that no matter when it starts, love is still love and it can still be real.

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ooc: This is it...I'm going to be a meanie and make Kyle show his feelings. Mwahaha *grins*
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Kyle

"So what?" Max says, stopping me again. I was getting slightly furstated about being stopped all the time. "What does it matter that she didn't feel the same way until after I healed her? She loves me now. You just said yourself that you didn't feel this way about me until after I healed you, either. That's even less time than Liz. Does that mean your feelings are any less real?"

I looked at the ground again, feeling his eyes on me even if I didn't see him looking. I knew he was. He wanted a straight answer. Of course it didn't change my feelings. I had always been different and after Max healed me I woke up. I used to be jealous because Max was - and is - handsome and wise. He's always been better than me. Sometimes I had dreamed...but then I just ignored them. Even for long after he healed me I ignored everything that was Max Evans. Until I woke up again to realize who I really cared about.

"You just...You're blind, Max. You're even blinder than a bat during daytime.." I said finally and looked into his eyes. "I did admire you before you healed me. I was jealous because you were better looking than I was and you were wise...more than I could ever be.." I didn't really need to say it out loud. But I needed to say something, with a normal tone.

I turned to face him completely and touched his cheek. "you waked me to realize that I care about you..even if I tried to ignore it.." I whispered. "And here is to show you that I'm telling you the truth.."

And before he could say anything I kissed him. Not for long, but so that it showed that I was serious. I bit my lip - feeling like a girl - and looked away. I knew I was blushing, but it was only a small price for tasting his lips. 'I feel like a little girl'.


Jesse

"I hate all of this, I hate being away from you." Isabel said and put her face against my chest. She didn't promise me. I guess that was the bad thing about running away. You can't promise anything. I touched her cheek and got her to look at me.

"There'll be a day we'll meet again. I promise you that. I will find you again and we won't be apart again.." I said. "I promise.." I continue putting my hand to her hair and kissing her.

Even if it was a dream, kissing her felt almost real.

~Maria~


"Trust me, I know. There's nothing like Hurricaine Deluca." Michael says as he smiles and I'm just happy to hear him talking so relaxed with me and to know that he wants to marry me and loves me. It simply makes everything we've been through worth it, even all the hurting.

"Hurricane Deluca huh?" I grin as I look at him, "I like the sound of that. Of course, this hurricane has only one thing that calms her really well." I teased and simply pressed my lips against his for a brief yet passionate kiss.

I'm engaged, I can't help but smile at that knowledge. I don't need a ring or even a paper to make me feel any happier then I do at this moment even with whatever might be out there waiting. All that mattered to me was that I had Michael.

When I drew back, I took a deep breath and smiled, "So, do you want to tell the others? Or want me to?" I couldn't care less either way. Whenever it was said, I'd be right at his side and that was the most important thing.




~Liz~


I can't help but wonder what's taking Max so long. He should have found Kyle by now and been back. We should already be on the road. Still, I'm glad that it seems Maria and Michael are finally able to have a talk about things. I'm even happier that I haven't had any problems with loss of control over my powers recently. It still seems strange to me that I have powers, even after all this time I haven't completely gotten used to them.

Max has been wonderful, working with me as much as he has on making sure I could control them instead of them controlling me. I glance toward Isabel and notice that she seems to be resting and shake my head. Alright, so that leaves me with no one to talk to and no idea whether something came up with Kyle and Max.

I'm not even sure whether I should just wait here or go to look for them myself. I know it doesn't seem like we've been followed or anything, but we are usually very careful and always leave close to when we planned. Still, time was passing by and I couldn't help but worry.


OOC: I know.... Liz probably sucked.. kind of went blank in the midst of writing it.....

*Max*

Kyle's description of me is amusing. Handsome and wise and blind as a bat. Well, they do say love is blind. Have I been ignoring something about Liz? No. I'm sure I'm not. I see how she feels in the flashes. I know it's true. It has to be...

But handsome? He's the one with the great hair. Mine never seems to have that much body, not without using my powers. Wise? I wish I were. He has no idea how hard it is to be me. There are never any easy answers.

Kyle turns, touches my cheek and I feel something amazing. A spark of electricity. Excitement. Then he kisses me and it goes off the scale. It's not too long but I feel the connection more strongly than before and suddenly I want the kiss to go on longer. None-the-less, I'm glad when it doesn't. He breaks off and turns away, allowing me to recover myself. His lips had been just as sweet as I had imagined and kissing him hadn't felt wrong, at all.

I realise that Kyle was telling me the truth. This connection he's seen between us only started later, but he'd been watching me for years before that -- the same way I'd been watching Liz, admiring her from afar, never believing anything could actually happen between us. Hard to believe that someone-else was feeling that way about me, and it was Kyle.

And yet, he went out with Liz. He was watching me, but he dated Liz. --And Alex. Did he know how much I liked her?

I reach into my pocket and pull out my wedding band. I'd taken it off earlier because Isabel seemed to be so hurt by the separation from Jesse. But the truth is, I am married. Liz and I are together, forever. We promised that to each other.

I slide the ring back onto my finger and I can't help but notice how my hands are shaking. Steadying myself, I look up at Kyle again. He's still turned away from me and I can only imagine what he's feeling. I don't want to hurt him, but I don't know how to help.

"Maybe, uh," I have to stop and swallow as my throat seems to have gone dry. "I think we need to get back to the van," I say. I know it's not fair to stop this like this, but I can't continue it right now. I need to be with Liz. I need to think...

Isabel

"There'll be a day we'll meet again. I promise you that. I will find you again and we won't be apart again..I promise.."

If only his promise could become the truth, but the reality was that none of us could be sure, and so such a promise was - though born of good intention - hollow.

I surrendered to his kiss, and as it deepened I felt as if I was being transported back in time . . .

And as the dream descended into darkness, as Jesse slowly slipped from my reach I was enveloped by a certain fear- fear of returning to the present day, to have to face reality . . .

"We're still here?" I asked in disbelief, speaking to no one in particular as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

~Michael~

"Maybe we better both tell them. They won't ever believe it if I tell them myself." I smirk as I looked around trying to scope out where the others were. They sure as hell wouldn't believe me if I told them myself. Michael Guerin's not what most considered the settling kind. But at the same time, most of them didn't really know me. Not even Max and Isabel. But Maria was different. She really saw into me when no one else did. Or would.

I've known for years that I loved her but even I didn't know how strongly until today. Being faced with her leaving really woke my ass up. Funny how things happen sometimes.

Looking back down at her, I smile. Reaching down to the ring on my thumb, I take it off and wrap my hand around it, changing the size. Grabbing her hand, I put the ring on her finger and look back into her eyes. "Ready?"

~Maria~

"Maybe we better both tell them. They won't ever believe it if I tell them myself." I watch the familiar smirk form before he glances around. In all honesty, I agreed. They would probably all have a coronary if he said it and then I confirmed it. Hell, I still can't believe he asked me to marry him. But hey, I sure as hell am not going to spit on fate's decision.

I smile as he looks back at me with a smile. I watch, my brows furrowing as he takes off his ring and begins working his alien mojo with it, which I only realize completely when he places the ring on my finger. My eyes widen and my smile grows as I sigh in contentment. Looking in his eyes as he meets mine I feel so much joy blooming within me that I want to scream it to the world. "Ready?" He asks and I nod.

Holding onto his hand, I reply, "Definitely, Spaceboy. I'm more then ready. I can't wait to see the expressions on their faces when they hear what we have to say." I could almost picture the shock on all their faces. "I wonder who's going to be the loudest in voicing their amazement that you want to get married." I teased as I prepared to walk with him to find the others. This was absolutely going to be great.





~Liz~



"We're still here?" I hear Isabel say and turn to look back at her, noting that she seemed to be trying to wake up.

"Yeah, Max and Kyle are talking I guess. And, Maria and Michael went off to talk." I respond, though I'm not really certain what else there is to say. I'm not really certain whether there is anything I can say. I know Isabel hasn't been happy since she had to leave Jesse behind and I don't know of anything I can do to help her through.

"You know, Isabel... if you ever want to talk.. I'm here." I tell her hesitantly, we've never been really close, but I'd hope that with everything we've all gone through, she'd know that I'm a friend. I mean, we'd had some good times in the past, our little group.

~Michael~

"That would probably be Maxwell. I would say Iz, but she's not really herself lately." I said with a sigh, thinking about how this was going to be on Isabel. She had to leave her husband behind and I'm getting married. I know she'll take it well. Outwardly anyway. She's just like that. I just wish I knew what was going on inside her head sometimes.

"Where is everyone anyway?"

*Max*

Kyle turns to me and there's no mistaking the hurt in his eyes. I see him glance briefly at my hand and he winces, turning away. Wordlessly, he starts walking towards the van.

I hurry after him, also not speaking. I don't know what to say. He opened up his deepest secrets to me and I've just shut him out. He probably thinks I hated it. It's probably good for him to think that. To think that there's no way anything could happen between us, because it's true. Nothing can happen. I'm married.

But that kiss was something totally unexpected. So tender and real. It was as good as kissing Liz. Different, but just as good. Almost magical. I want to tell him that, to ease the hurt I can see in even the way he's walking, but I can't. I don't want to start something I can't finish and there's just no way I could leave Liz.

I walk along side him now, matching his pace. "Hey, Kyle," I say, softly enough that only he can hear. "I don't want things to be weird between us. You're my friend. Okay?" I ask, searching his face for some kind of response.

He makes a sound that's half-grunt/half-snort. "Sure. Whatever."

That doesn't sound too promising. But at least he's talking. I hope we can talk some more later. I do want to be friends with him. The connection is real, even if it can't be what he wants. But right now, we're almost within ear-shot of the van. I see Michael and Maria outside and Liz is with Isabel inside, all waiting on Kyle and me. Strangely, Michael doesn't look like he's as angry as I expected him to be.

"Hey guys!" I call out as we close the distance between us. "Sorry we held you up."