Roswell Fanatics

~Isabel~


I sighed slightly as I saw him smile and realized that he wasn't upset at my response. “Isabel, I’m not asking you to say you love me…if or when you feel you can, well it will be the most wonderful sound to my ears, but I know that’s not going to happen overnight, and that’s ok… I know that it’s not easy for you to let people in, and I’m just so glad you decided to do so with me… I guess what I’m trying to say Isabel, is that I’m willing to wait, for as long as it takes…” I feel as though a weight is lifted off my shoulders and smile as I look at him.

“I guess you need to be getting back…” Alex comments and makes me remember that there are other things I am supposed to be preparing for at the moment. He reaches for my hand and I smile, gripping his gently. “Just be careful…ok…?”

I nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, Alex. I'll be alright. No unnecessary risks, I promise." It feels strange saying such things now and having other meaning behind the words. As much as I had wanted to get back before, I'm not wanting to now but slowly, I start forward, however I'm not letting go of Alex's hand.

I knew once we reached the camp I'd have no choice because the last thing I wanted to do was get the Sheriff thinking about a connection which could then lead to trouble for Alex. For now though, I was going to enjoy having this contact with him. "As soon as we get back or in the morning if it's too late, I'll let you know what I can." I told him softly.

*Kyle*

"No idea," I tell the others as I return to the card game. Dad and I had left to go see if we could identify the noise. There wasn't any sign of anything over there that we could find in the darkness, although I have a feeling that Dad is going to be searching again in the morning.

"It was probably a poacher down in the valley," I say. "The echos off the mountain made it seem closer than it was." That's what I'd concluded earlier. Dad made noises like he agreed, but somehow didn't seem to relax the way I'd expect him to. He seemed to still be on alert, still pre-occupied by something far different than me and this camping trip, still hunting. It's a look he sometimes gets when he's working a particularly strange case... When he'll tell me that the answer is just beyond his reach, if only he could figure out how to see it.

The other adults look to dad, and he nods. "That's all, it was," he agrees. "Nothing to worry about."

"One more hand then?" someone asks.

"Nah, I'm done for the night," Dad says, and the others seem to agree. With muted words of good night, everyone collects themselves and heads off in the direction of their own tents, while Dad just stands there, staring into the distance, still a million miles away...

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*Max*

As Liz decides to join us on our search for whatever was behind the sightings on Monday, I feel both relief and worry in addition to simple gladness. I'm glad she'll be with me. I always like to be with her, except for lately when I was trying so hard not to feel the feelings I was having. But since that's over, it'll just be her, with me, which I know is good.

I'm relieved, to know she won't be alone in case she needs any more help, but I'm also a bit worried about how to explain it to Isabel. Obviously, I'll have to explain about Liz's new powers and hopefully that will be enough to satisfy Izzy that leaving Liz behind would be a liability - a risk of exposure if something happened.

Not that I don't also have to tell Isabel that I can't go on pretending that I don't love Liz the way I do. It's been tearing me up and I just can't go on living that way.

"Good," I whisper, to her, flashing a grin. We walk comfortably together, hand-in-hand over the short distance back to the area where we were all tenting. I see that everyone seems to be pretty calm and the card-game is just breaking up. I guess they'd come up with some prosaic explanation for Liz's small blast. "Go on and get settled," I tell Liz, releasing her hand, although really, I'm meaning for her only to appear to settle in, while preparing for our departure.

She nods and I let her go, as my dad gets up from the log he'd been sitting on and heads for our tents.

OOC: don't think this is my best, but hopefully it'll be ok

~Liz~

Sneaking out like I’m going to need to is going to be far from easy, especially give My dad’s current attitude, but I know that I have to manage it… Of course when I’m there, there’s also Isabel too… I can hardly imagine she’s going to be too happy about the addition of me to the ‘outing’. The again there is a valid reason…as much as I simply want to go with Max because I’ll be with Max, there’s also this power inside me that none of us understand… If something happened while Max wasn’t there, who knows what might happen, and who knows who might see…

“Good…”

Well Max seems happy enough about it, although I can’t say I’m surprised…he did suggest it… He grins at me and I smile back, leaning my head against his shoulder for a moment as we continue, hand in hand along the path. I can’t get over how wonderful this feels…to be with him again…

Of course it’s not official again, not to anyone else yet…but I know we’re trying again, and it’s perfect…

Just before we come into sight of the clearing, I raise my head again, although my hand remains held in his. How I will explain to my dad if he sees I don’t know, but I guess I’ll deal with that when I have to…

As we walk back towards the tents, it looks like everyone’s getting ready to turn in. That’s definitely not a bad thing…and luckily no one seems to have noticed my little power surge so I guess it’s all good…

“Go on and get settled…”

Max tells me softly,releasing my hand. I understand the unsaid message perfectly and I nod. I can’t tell him, but I’ll be there…

Taking a breath, I head back over to where my dad is still sat by our fire, hoping that he’ll just leave it for now. Unfortunately he’s not in the mood to be co-operative it seems and immediately I come close, he stands up. “Lizzy, we still have a lot to talk about!”

I shake my head, holding back a groan. “Really dad, not now…I’m really tired and I just want to get to sleep…” I feign(sp?) a yawn, hoping he’ll accept this.

“No Liz, I think we need to talk now!” He reaches for my arm as he did earlier and I pull back before his hands close over it. “NO, really dad, now is not the time!” I shake my head, biting my lip as I concentrate on keeping the energy inside from surging. It’s not as bad as before, and I think my control is improving…

“ELIZABETH!” He looks at me. “Honey I just want to talk to you…” His eyes are pleading with me to sit down, but I know I can’t give in.

“And I don’t want to dad…goodnight…” I reach over to brush my lips against his cheek and then continue past him into the tent where I proceed to slip on my pyjama top, just in case he decides to stick his head in… When I’m done, I don’t take off my trousers though, although I do slip off my shoes, leaving them at the foot of my sleeping bag where I’ll be able to find them easily. My joggers I have for sleeping in I shove into the bottom of the sleeping bag to keep them out of sight before sliding under the cover myself and lying down to wait…

OOC: sorry I'm not too sure about this one either, but it's the best I can come up with. hope it's ok for you Storm

~Alex~

Isabel nods at me and smiles. “Don’t worry Alex. I’ll be alright… No unnecessary risks, I promise…”

It’s not that I don’t know that she’s capable of looking after herself, but I do worry… I smile at the reassurance and squeeze her hand slightly as we continue back towards the others. I know she had to get back, but that doesn’t mean I want to rush…I wish things could wait…I wish I could have a little more time with her…

Still, as we reach the edge of the camp I feel her release my hand and I know the reasoning… Valenti has already put together Liz and Maria with Max and the others…me, I’m still an unknown member of the group and I guess it’s preferable to stay that way. As Isabel promises to come and tell me what she can when they get back, I nod and smile “Sure…I’ll be waiting for you…” I tell her softly. It’s true too, I doubt I will end up with any sleep tonight, I’ll be trying to imagine what she’s doing, and hoping that she is alright…

I sigh and look towards where my dad seems to be getting ready for bed. “Ok…well I guess this is where we split…” I comment softly. “Good luck…” With this, I force myself to walk back across the clearing towards my dad, looking back for a moment and sending a smile in Isabel’s direction. ‘Be safe…let her be safe…’ I say to myself as I begin to get ready for bed…

Aww.... We'll miss you. Elf3748
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*Max*

I manage to look away from Liz and head back to the place where Dad and I set up our tents. "Hey dad," I say as I approach. Over his shoulder, I can see Isabel parting from Alex and coming to join us.

"I think I'm going to head to bed, I think," I tell him. It would be good if I could talk to Isabel privately, but I guess that can wait. Right now, it's important to get the 'going to bed' act into place. The sooner camp is quiet, the sooner we can both get out of here and track down that sighting.

I just hope Liz will be safe in the meantime....

"Sure. Be there in a minute," Dad says.

Shrugging, I turn and crawl into the tent, tucking my toiletries into my bag again. I kick off my shoes but don't get out of my clothing before crawling in the sleeping bag.

OOC: Sorry to have you leave elf, Storm, I hope you don't mind, given that we now have no Maria, I borrowed her slightly for some conversation in this. Hope that it's ok

~Liz~

I don’t know how long I’ve been lying here, but at least dad hadn’t insisted on pressing any further… I keep going over and over the things he said in my head. They just don’t make any sense…

Sniffing, I get a tickling sensation in my nose and reach out to grab a tissue from my bag. There should be a pack in here somewhere… Feeling around inside, my hands come into contact first with my clothes, then with a book – not that it looks like I’m going to need that. Then, finally, my hands close around the plastic packet, but as I’m pulling it out, I brush against something else, a plastic bag…

In an instant everything dad said begins to make some sort of sense… Not that any of it was true, but still… Chewing my lip, I pull out the small plastic bag of small pills. Oh yeah…this certainly explains a lot…

A noise behind me makes me shove the bag back into my bag. There’s nothing wrong with me having it, but right now I’m not too certain how I’m going to convince dad of that if he comes in and sees me with them… Just as I’m closing the top flap, I hear a twig snap and I spin around, just in time to see Maria’s head poking into the tent. I let out a sigh of relief and smile. “Hey…”

She grins. “Hey chica…” She crawls into the tent, closing the flap behind her and looking at me. There’s a certain puzzlement in her eyes as she goes to crawl into her own sleeping bag. “Is it me, or is your dad really weird today…?” She asks after a moment.

I groan. So I guess dad did get as far as saying something to her then… So…how do I explain this? I wait a moment, chewing my lip thoughfully as I pull the sleeping bag up higher and turn on my side to face her. “W-what did he say…?” I ask, almost scared to hear the answer.

She shakes her head. “Oh, just something about wanting to have a talk…it was just the way he was looking at me…”

I nod, raising myself up on my elbow, resting my head in my hand. “Y-yeah…I…uh…think we might have a problem there…”

Of course having to explain this is another problem… Once I tell Maria what my dad is thinking, no way is she going to sleep…which means she’s going to know about me slipping out…

*Kyle*

"So I guess it's bed-time, eh dad?" I ask as everything quiets down around us. He's still sitting out by the fire, just watching everything. Well, everything except me.

"Dad?" I ask again when he doesn't respond at all. "You wanna come with me and wash up? Dad? ... DAD??"

"Huh?" he says finally acknowledging the fact that someone's talking to him, although he doesn't bother to turn in my direction. "Yeah, go ahead."

Go ahead. sigh. I'd asked him to come with me and he says 'go ahead.' "Fine," I mutter under my breath, although I know I don't need to bother. Seems I could paint in florescent colors and I wouldn't get a rise out of him. I turn to head for the wash-house and when I look back, I see that Dad has moved down past Liz's tent. Wonder what he's looking for there?

Damned if I know and more, I'm not sure I care anymore. Tomorrow, I'm gonna find Mista and hang out with her. I can pretend my dad isn't even here, just like he's pretending I'm not...

OOC: welcome to the RP FaithfulAngel24, great to have you

~Liz~

Taking a breath, I close my eyes, wishing that this was all a nightmare. It’s not that I don’t understand why my dad is thinking what he is now at least, but that doesn’t mean it’s not still ridiculous…

Chewing my lip for a moment, I drop back down on my back, looking up at the top of the tent. “Okay…so I know this is all ridiculous, and I have tried to tell him that, but my dad doesn’t exactly believe me…”

I know this isn’t explaining it, but then I’m not sure I really know how to… “He…uh…he saw you give me the akanasia(sp?) pills…” I shake my head and reach up, running my fingers through my hair and pushing it away from my face. “He thinks they were drugs, so now he seems convinced that all my ‘strange’ behaviour recently is because I’m an addict…”

If the whole thing wasn’t causing so many problems, it would be majorly funny, but right now I really can’t afford this. I take a breath and add. “Oh yeah, and he thinks you’re my dealer…”

I sigh and look over at her. “I’m sorry Ria, I tried to tell him it was ridiculous, and at the time I had even less idea of what he was on about than I do now, but he’s convinced… I think he’s going to be wanting to ‘discuss’ it with us before we go home…”

I close my eyes wanting more than anything to just block it out… “Why do things have to get so complicated…” I mutter half to myself…

*Maria*

I can't help but laugh,

"Your kidding me."

The expression on her face states that she's clearly not.

"Well, this just keeps getting better and better." I throw my hands up exhasperated. "It's the outfit."

I rationalize. Pointing at my clothes I explain to a very confused Liz. "Before I walked out of the house this morning my mother said to me, Dressed like that your either hooking, dealing, or stealing."

Liz cracks a smile. "And apparently I'm dealing."

Trying to make light of the situation, I give Liz a hug .


Don't worry, Chica. It can't possibly get any worse."

Then it does....

Me and my big Mouth!

OOC I hope this is ok!

OOC: sorry guys, my net access the last few days hasn't been as good as normal. I wasn't too sure what to put for this, but I'm hoping it will work.

~Liz~

I can see that Maria is trying to laugh, but all in all, it’s not a very funny subject… My dad was definitely not joking, and how I’m going to get him off my back I have absolutely no idea.

Of course thinking about this isn’t helping my little ‘energy’ issue either, and I can feel a slight surge as Maria leans over to hug me.

My first instinct is to pull away, but she’s a little too quick for that – I guess I’m not completely with it at the moment and my responses aren’t the quickest - so instead I bite my lip in concentration as I fight to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

I would never forgive myself if I did anything to hurt Maria, or anyone I know and love for that matter…

“Don’t worry Chica, it couldn’t possibly get any worse…”

Want to bet… I’m not so sure about that… The power inside might not feel ‘wrong’, but it’s still going to take some getting used to… Luckily, it hasn’t flown out of my control as before, I felt the warning sign, and was quick enough to stop it.

Letting out a breath I didn’t know I was even holding in, I pull back from Maria and try and smile. “Maria, I am so sorry…I promise I will explain to him – how I don’t know, but I will make him understand…” I shake my head and sigh, running my hands through my hair. Why can’t things just be simple for once…?

I chew my lip for a moment, knowing that I can’t really afford to keep Maria up much longer. It won’t be long until I have to make an exit, and ideally, she should be asleep… I fake a yawn and drop my head down on the ‘pillow’ of my sleeping bag. “Sorry Ria, I guess the day’s taken a lot out of me…” I murmur in what I hope is a sleepy sounding voice.