Roswell Fanatics

*Max*

"I see," I say slowly, looking down at my pancakes. It's not really bad news if Isabel doesn't seem to be mad -- but if Alex is feeling he should keep his distance, then that's not really good, either. I wonder if Liz and Tess and I should be giving her space, too?

No, that would just make her feel more isolated and self-concious, wouldn't it? I don't know what to do. I guess I'll just keep on talking to her like normal unless she gives me some indication that she doesn't want that...

"These pancakes are really good!" I say after taking a bite. "I had no idea you had such culinary skills, Whitman."

ALEX

"Thanks." I beam at the praise, pleased with myself. "Just don't call me Martha Stewart or no more pancakes for you!" I warn him teasingly.

"Uh ... did you guys talk about any plans for today yesterday?

KYLE

I remain quiet at first when Alex and Max start talking, unsure if I should take part of their conversation and if yes, should I say something funny or remain serious? I don't think Alex will hit me but Max was certainly not happy last night - who knows what he might do to me? He might even be able to beat me ... if I'm distracted, that is.

But then Alex asks about any plans for the day. Hm ...

"When you say plans, do you mean plans for the whole group that no one told me anything about or plans for the two of you?"

*Max*

I have to grin at Alex's "Martha Stewart" comment. Afterall, I'm the one who's been baking cookies with Liz twice already. It's a wonder Michael hasn't leapt on that yet.

"No worries," I tell him. Then he asks about plans and Kyle interupts with his own question.

"When you say plans, do you mean plans for the whole group that no one told me anything about or plans for the two of you?"

I glance at him sideways. Does he really think that Alex and I are making private plans for the two of us? Alex is a great guy, but I can hang out with him anytime.

"Well, that would be plans for the whole group we haven't told anyone about. We were just wondering what we might be doing today." I say. I shrug and turn to Alex before going on. "No, we didn't really talk about it yet. I guess now is a good time. Anything you'd like to do?"

Does he really think that Alex and I are making private plans for the two of us?

sounds ... interesting

ALEX

"No, we didn't really talk about it yet. I guess now is a good time. Anything you'd like to do?"

I think about that for a moment, after last night, I haven't been thinking about anything but Isabel and my current situation at all. Some distracting activity might be good for me.

"No, I can't think of anything right now, I have to admit. Maybe the girls want to do something special where people with a y-chromosome are also allowed."

*Max*

"Well..." I say slowly between bites of pancake. This would be easier if I'd brought my laptop downstairs. I'd done a little looking earlier in the week when I was thinking about planning something for me and Tess. Let's see how much I can remember.

"We could go to Disney World, although that's quite a way off. I was thinking that would be better next weekend when people could be prepared. There's a local park here in the city, but I think that's mostly for kids. There are a bunch of hiking trails, if anyone's up for that, and about a three dozen museums. ..."

There were a bunch of spas and things and shopping meccas, but I'm sure that's not what Alex had in mind, although I know Isabel would love it. "Maybe we could something simple like minature golf."

ALEX

"Maybe we could something simple like minature golf."

"I haven't done that in years." I say with a chuckle. "But to be honest, I am in the mood of doing something that doesn't require too much exercise - not that I'm saying that golfing is very tiring."

After last night, I'm just not feeling like doing much more than sitting around and wondering what is going to happen now.

"I'll just listen what you'll come up with for today and then decide if I'll join you or not."

*Max*

"I'll just listen what you'll come up with for today and then decide if I'll join you or not," he says.

Sure. No pressure, I think. I look over at Kyle, who doesn't seem to have any thoughts on the subject. "Well, I guess we can see if the girls have any suggestions, too," I say.

Thinking of the girls, my thoughts immediately focus on one in particular. Liz, out there in the pool.

"Maybe someone should go tell Liz that the pancakes are ready?" I suggest. I might have volunteered myself but after Alex's comment last night, I'm not sure what to think -- maybe I wouldn't be welcomed.

ALEX


"Maybe someone should go tell Liz that the pancakes are ready?"

"Yeah, you are probably right." I say with a glance outside. "She's in there for quite some time now - she must be hungry by now."

I just hope Liz likes the pancakes since I promised great food it would be a shame if she doesn't like it.

"I'll make some more pancakes and prepare some delicious strawberry cream - that should be finished till Liz is ready."

*Max*

I was expecting to get a clue from Alex. Or maybe I was just hoping. That he'd ask Kyle to do it or specifically say 'you' should do it. That would tell me if he knew that Liz did or didn't want me near her. Instead, just a vague agreement that 'somebody' should get her.

Maybe I'm reading too much into his assumption last night about Liz. Afterall, he knew I wouldn't be thinking of Isabel and obviously it wasn't Tess -- so if it were someone in the house it was a fifty-fifty chance it might have been Liz, right? Should I try to pretend I was talking about someone at the station if it comes up again? What exactly did I say to him, anyway?

"Well, okay," I say, pushing my plate aside. I'm about halfway done, anyway. "I guess I'll go."

I get up and head towards the kitchen door, wondering if Alex will have second thoughts and call me back in order to send Kyle, but there's nothing. I step outside and look across the yard, and see the bright sunlight shimmering across the water. So different and yet similiar to the way the moonlight shone on the water on Friday night after Liz's party when she and I were out her -- when she told me she wouldn't go out with me if I asked...

There she is, slicing through the water like a mermaid. A dream. An angel.

For a moment, I forget to breath, but I swallow hard and walk closer to the pool. As she gets to the edge and lifts her head from the water to turn around, I call out. "Liz! Alex has breakfast ready, if you want it."

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