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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Six It’s my Life
Tess was walking down the corridor of West Roswell High, when a hand reached out and pulled her into an empty classroom.
“Michael,” she cried. “What the hell is your problem?”
“What the hell is YOUR problem, Queenie?” Rath demanded. “I thought you said you had the king under control?”
“Rath?” she asked. “What are you doing here? I thought I told you to go back to New York, and wait until you heard from me. You’re going to ruin everything if anybody sees you.”
“Too late, Queenie, I’d say everything is ruined already. You screwed up, now me and Lonnie gotta do, whaddya call it, damage control.
He filled Tess in on what he and Lonnie had heard and seen in Las Vegas. Tess listened, her eyes glittering with rage.
“So the King’s already got a bride. Where’s that leave you? Out in the cold is my guess.”
“It’s okay, Rath,” she said. “Believe it or not, it’s all part of my plan. I’m lulling them into a false sense of security. That way, when we do leave, and take Max with us, Liz will be totally destroyed,” Tess improvised, wildly.
“Yeah,” said Rath, his voice ripe with scorn. “What about the others? They’re all hooked up too.”
“Well, we can’t leave Michael and Isabelle here to try and find a way to rescue Max after we go back to Antar. We’ll kill them. Actually,” she continued, “We’ll kill them all; all except for Liz. I want to leave her alive to suffer. She’ll be totally destroyed, knowing that her friends are dead, and Max is gone.”
“Queenie, you are whacked. Completely and totally whacked. You have lost control of the situation,” said Rath. “I’m takin over before this problem gets any worse.”
“Rath, listen to me!” yelled Tess. “I can handle this. I am in control. You just have to trust me.”
“Don’t try your freakin Jedi mind tricks on me, bitch. I can feel you pushin at my mind. It ain’t gonna work this time.”
“Rath, I said I have it under control,” Tess shouted. Rath fell to the floor, screaming, with his arms wrapped around his head.
“What the hell are you doin to me, you bitch?”
“I can handle this situation,” she shouted.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Rath said suddenly, from the floor. “Yuse got it under control. Hey, what the frig am I doin on the floor?” he asked weakly.
“You tripped,” said Tess, calmly. “Now, you better get out of here. You and Lonnie can stick around, but you better stay out of sight. “
“Yeah, me and Lonnie are gonna stick around the Tumbleweed Motel, until you need us,” said Rath.
“That’s right,” said Tess, trying to make her voice soothing, and failing. “You go back to the motel with Lonnie, and stay out of sight.
Tess stormed out of the room, her face set with anger, followed a few minutes later by Rath, who walked down the hall, oblivious to the blood that was streaming down his face.
Ava waited a few minutes, shaken by what she had just heard. She was supposed to see Kyle for lunch, but when she saw Michael, walking through the halls, she couldn’t resist the opportunity to sneak up and try and scare him.
She followed him into a deserted classroom, and was just about to grab at him, when she stopped suddenly, sensing that something wasn’t right. She crouched down behind the teacher’s desk, and used her powers to make a small black dog appear in the room.
“Get the hell outta here, ya freakin mutt,” said the Michael look a like.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ava was positive it was Rath, and not Michael that stood in the room. She made the image of the dog run out into the hallway, and Rath followed to make sure it was gone. Suddenly, he stiffened, and reached out, and dragged an angry Tess into the classroom. Ava slid herself deeper under the kneehole of the desk, and tried to stay as quiet as possible. She listened with growing horror and dread as she realized that Rath, and now Tess, knew about Max and Liz, and the others.
She waited until she heard Tess, and then Rath leave, before she slid herself out from underneath the desk. She sat there in a panic for a few minutes, while she tried to think about what to do. She reached up and touched her hair, and it grew down to the middle of her back and changed to an inky black color. She changed her eye color to a rich chocolate brown. When the bell rang to signal the end of classes, she slipped out into the hall to join the swirling maelstrom of students on their way to their next class.
She found Maria first, and quietly told her that Rath was back. Maria’s face blanched, and she muttered, “I killed him once, and I’ll do it again! Come on Ava, we have to find the others.”
They managed to track down everybody, and they squeezed into the eraser room to talk. Max sat next to Liz, with his arms wrapped protectively around her.
“That’s it,” Max said. “We need to stop her. I hate that it’s come to this, but she’s dangerous now. She’s threatening to kill all of you.”
“No, she’s threatening to kill all of them,” Liz said bitterly. “She’s going to force you to go back to Antar, and leave me here to suffer.”
“Liz, don’t,” said Michael. “She’s not worth the anger you are letting yourself feel.”
Everyone stopped and looked at Michael in amazement.
“What?” he questioned. “I can’t have a sensitive side?”
“Not as a rule, Space Boy,” said Maria. “But hey, I’m not going to complain. My question is what are we going to do. I mean, none of us are out and out killers, and that’s what it’s coming to. Either we kill them, or they kill us.”
“Not necessarily,” said Alex. “The granolith can be used to send them back to Antar, but if we do that, it means that you guys can never leave. You’ll be stuck here, forever.”
“I wouldn’t leave,” said Max, hugging Liz closer to him. “Ever.”
“Me either,” said Michael. “All this time, I’ve been looking for home, and I finally found it. Maria is my home.”
“I agree,” said Isabelle. “Well, except for the part about Maria, of course. I can’t imagine being anywhere else but with Alex. This is where I belong.”
“Well, I’m sure not goin anywhere,” said Ava, slipping back into her New York way of speaking. “But how we gonna get them to do what we want.”
The others tossed around ideas, discarding this one and that, until Alex spoke up.
“I have a plan. I’m going to die.”
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chapter 57 ~ updated 3-30-04
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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Seven This Could be the Night
“I wish I could give you the prom night you deserve, Liz,” Max said. “You deserve the whole thing, limo, corsage, romance, and watching the sun rise over the desert. Instead, I’m going to have to end the night with Tess.”
“It’s no big deal, Max. We are going to have the rest of our lives together. One night doesn’t make a difference,” said Liz.
“You’re right,” said Max. “I just hope that this works. Alex’s plan is kind of risky. I’m not afraid to say, I’m worried. There are too many things that can go wrong.”
“This coming from the man who’s plan to get us to Vegas included a mythical essay writing contest won by Kyle Valenti,” said Liz, her voice uncharacteristically sunny.
“Well, it worked,” said Max, defensively.
“Don’t ask me how,” said Liz, rolling her eyes. “Anyhow, Alex’s plan is going to work.”
“No, no way,” said Michael, staring at Maria. “There is no way I am going to shell out money like that for a stupid dance. Besides, Tess thinks we’re not together anymore, remember.”
“Michael, you have over half a million dollars in the stupid bank,” Maria hissed. “Besides, we could always say we were going as friends, like Max and Liz are doing. Anyhow, who cares what that evil mindwarpping hell beast thinks anyhow?”
“I said no, and I mean no, Maria. There is no way I’m going to any stupid prom,” Michael said, as he passed the galaxy burger through the pick up window.
“I wonder how hard it is to get an Antarian divorce,” Maria muttered. She glared at Michael, and grabbed the burger off the window, and bumped into Liz, who was carrying a tray of glasses. The tray fell out of Liz’s hands and crashed to the floor. The shattered glass danced across the floor. Liz looked at Maria, but instead of laughing, she burst into tears, and ran from the café. Maria shot a worried look at Michael, and he left the grill, and took off after Liz, leaving Maria to pick up the shattered pieces of glass.
“Typical,” muttered Maria. “Leaves me here to do the dirty work. I swear if I didn’t love him so much, I’d kill him.”
“Kill who, Maria?” a voice. Maria looked up from the floor, to see Tess, leaning over the counter, smiling at her.
“Oh, hi, Tess,” Maria said, her voice flat. “What’s up?”
“I asked who you wanted to kill?” answered the other girl.
“Oh, the bus boy,” Maria said, vaguely. “Mess duty is his job, but he’s nowhere to be found.
“What happened, anyhow?” asked Tess.
“Oh, I bumped into Liz, and she dropped a tray of glasses, that’s all.”
“Well, I would think she should clean up her own mess,” said Tess, concentrating on Maria.
“Oh, uh, she uh, cut herself, so uh, Michael’s helping her bandage her hand.”
“Are you sure that’s all their doing?” Tess asked. She focused on Maria and gave a shove with her mind. Maria felt Tess trying to mind warp her, and she panicked for a moment.
Settle down Deluca, she said to herself. You can do this.
“Yeah, you’d think she’d help,” said Maria. “But she’s a selfish little witch. I swear, every time Michael and I even come close to getting back together, she’s right there doing whatever she can to come between us. I wouldn’t put it past her to have cut herself intentionally to have him come to her rescue.”
“You’re probably right,” said Tess, with a smile. “I’ll see you later,” she added.
Maria watched as the girl crossed the café, with a self-satisfied smile on her face.
“Agnes,” Maria bellowed as soon as Tess was out of sight. “I’m going on a break, cover for me.”
She didn’t wait to hear what the older woman had to say, she just ran out back to where Liz was with Michael.
“Liz, are you alright?” Maria asked as she raced in the room. She paused, shaken to see Liz wrapped in Michael’s arms. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the images that Tess had tried to implant.
“Yeah, no, I don’t know,” said Liz, her voice thick with tears.
“Lizzie, honey, what’s wrong?” asked Nancy Parker, coming into the room, her arms full of grocery bags.
“I-I’m fine, Mom,” sniffed Liz. “Don’t worry about it.”
“Of course I worry about it, Sweetie,” said Nancy, passing the grocery bags to Maria. “Maria, why don’t you put those upstairs for me, and Michael, I’m sure you have something you’re supposed to be doing. I’ll take care of Liz.”
“Sure thing, Mrs. P,” said Michael. He shot a worried glance, first at Maria, then Liz, before heading back to the grill.
“No problem, Mrs. Parker,” answered Maria. “Do you have anything in here that needs to be put away right away?” she asked, stalling for time.
“No, that’s okay, Maria, thanks. Just bring them upstairs and go back to the café. Poor Agnes is just about to have a breakdown out there.”
Maria took the bags and began to walk slowly up the stairs to the Parker apartment.
“Liz, Sweetie, tell me what’s wrong,” she heard Nancy Parker say. “Talk to me, honey.”
“It’s nothing, Mom,” said Liz. “I’m just overreacting to some stuff, that’s all.”
“What stuff?” asked Nancy. “Liz, you’re not pregnant, are you?”
Maria stifled a gasp, and tried not to let the grocery bags fall out of her arms. She pushed the door to the Parker’s apartment open and dashed in and dropped the bags on the table. She grabbed her cell phone and called Michael.
“Get Mrs. Parker out of there, right now,” she whispered, as soon as Michael answered. “I don’t care how, but do it, now.” She disconnected the call, and ran down the stairs, back to the employee lounge.
“All set, Mrs. Parker,” she said, cheerfully. “Anything else you need done?”
“No, thank you Maria. Why don’t you go help Agnes now.”
“Um, excuse me, Mrs. Parker, but Sheriff Valenti would like to speak to you,” said Michael.
“Fine, I’ll be right there. Liz, you wait right here, okay?”
“Yes, Mom,” sniffed Liz.
Nancy left the room, and Maria sat down next to Liz.
“Chica, you didn’t tell her, did you?”
“Jesus, Maria, do I look stupid?” snapped Liz. “Of course I didn’t tell her. I told her I was upset about Max and I breaking up, but going to the prom as friends. God, Maria, give me some credit for thinking on my feet.”
Maria recoiled at the venom in her friend’s voice.
“Liz, what is wrong with you? You’re acting, well, your acting like Tess or something.”
“Thanks Maria, that’s just what I need to hear,” said Liz. “Something is wrong, but I don’t have a clue what it is.”
“Look, I don’t have a clue either, but your acting like Mary Poppins on Prozac or something. Why don’t we head out to the granolith and try and contact Che’koth. Maybe you’re just going through an alien mood swing or something?”
“Yeah, right, and what’s Senor Hologram going to do, give me a holographic pill to heal it?” snapped Liz.
“Well, it beats the human slap on the face I want to give you,” said Maria, finally losing her patience. “Look, if you decide you want to go, give me a call, otherwise, stay out of my face.”
Maria turned and walked back into the café, and Liz ran upstairs. Neither one of them noticed Tess, watching them through the open window.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Seven This Could be the Night
“I wish I could give you the prom night you deserve, Liz,” Max said. “You deserve the whole thing, limo, corsage, romance, and watching the sun rise over the desert. Instead, I’m going to have to end the night with Tess.”
“It’s no big deal, Max. We are going to have the rest of our lives together. One night doesn’t make a difference,” said Liz.
“You’re right,” said Max. “I just hope that this works. Alex’s plan is kind of risky. I’m not afraid to say, I’m worried. There are too many things that can go wrong.”
“This coming from the man who’s plan to get us to Vegas included a mythical essay writing contest won by Kyle Valenti,” said Liz, her voice uncharacteristically sunny.
“Well, it worked,” said Max, defensively.
“Don’t ask me how,” said Liz, rolling her eyes. “Anyhow, Alex’s plan is going to work.”
“No, no way,” said Michael, staring at Maria. “There is no way I am going to shell out money like that for a stupid dance. Besides, Tess thinks we’re not together anymore, remember.”
“Michael, you have over half a million dollars in the stupid bank,” Maria hissed. “Besides, we could always say we were going as friends, like Max and Liz are doing. Anyhow, who cares what that evil mindwarpping hell beast thinks anyhow?”
“I said no, and I mean no, Maria. There is no way I’m going to any stupid prom,” Michael said, as he passed the galaxy burger through the pick up window.
“I wonder how hard it is to get an Antarian divorce,” Maria muttered. She glared at Michael, and grabbed the burger off the window, and bumped into Liz, who was carrying a tray of glasses. The tray fell out of Liz’s hands and crashed to the floor. The shattered glass danced across the floor. Liz looked at Maria, but instead of laughing, she burst into tears, and ran from the café. Maria shot a worried look at Michael, and he left the grill, and took off after Liz, leaving Maria to pick up the shattered pieces of glass.
“Typical,” muttered Maria. “Leaves me here to do the dirty work. I swear if I didn’t love him so much, I’d kill him.”
“Kill who, Maria?” a voice. Maria looked up from the floor, to see Tess, leaning over the counter, smiling at her.
“Oh, hi, Tess,” Maria said, her voice flat. “What’s up?”
“I asked who you wanted to kill?” answered the other girl.
“Oh, the bus boy,” Maria said, vaguely. “Mess duty is his job, but he’s nowhere to be found.
“What happened, anyhow?” asked Tess.
“Oh, I bumped into Liz, and she dropped a tray of glasses, that’s all.”
“Well, I would think she should clean up her own mess,” said Tess, concentrating on Maria.
“Oh, uh, she uh, cut herself, so uh, Michael’s helping her bandage her hand.”
“Are you sure that’s all their doing?” Tess asked. She focused on Maria and gave a shove with her mind. Maria felt Tess trying to mind warp her, and she panicked for a moment.
Settle down Deluca, she said to herself. You can do this.
“Yeah, you’d think she’d help,” said Maria. “But she’s a selfish little witch. I swear, every time Michael and I even come close to getting back together, she’s right there doing whatever she can to come between us. I wouldn’t put it past her to have cut herself intentionally to have him come to her rescue.”
“You’re probably right,” said Tess, with a smile. “I’ll see you later,” she added.
Maria watched as the girl crossed the café, with a self-satisfied smile on her face.
“Agnes,” Maria bellowed as soon as Tess was out of sight. “I’m going on a break, cover for me.”
She didn’t wait to hear what the older woman had to say, she just ran out back to where Liz was with Michael.
“Liz, are you alright?” Maria asked as she raced in the room. She paused, shaken to see Liz wrapped in Michael’s arms. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the images that Tess had tried to implant.
“Yeah, no, I don’t know,” said Liz, her voice thick with tears.
“Lizzie, honey, what’s wrong?” asked Nancy Parker, coming into the room, her arms full of grocery bags.
“I-I’m fine, Mom,” sniffed Liz. “Don’t worry about it.”
“Of course I worry about it, Sweetie,” said Nancy, passing the grocery bags to Maria. “Maria, why don’t you put those upstairs for me, and Michael, I’m sure you have something you’re supposed to be doing. I’ll take care of Liz.”
“Sure thing, Mrs. P,” said Michael. He shot a worried glance, first at Maria, then Liz, before heading back to the grill.
“No problem, Mrs. Parker,” answered Maria. “Do you have anything in here that needs to be put away right away?” she asked, stalling for time.
“No, that’s okay, Maria, thanks. Just bring them upstairs and go back to the café. Poor Agnes is just about to have a breakdown out there.”
Maria took the bags and began to walk slowly up the stairs to the Parker apartment.
“Liz, Sweetie, tell me what’s wrong,” she heard Nancy Parker say. “Talk to me, honey.”
“It’s nothing, Mom,” said Liz. “I’m just overreacting to some stuff, that’s all.”
“What stuff?” asked Nancy. “Liz, you’re not pregnant, are you?”
Maria stifled a gasp, and tried not to let the grocery bags fall out of her arms. She pushed the door to the Parker’s apartment open and dashed in and dropped the bags on the table. She grabbed her cell phone and called Michael.
“Get Mrs. Parker out of there, right now,” she whispered, as soon as Michael answered. “I don’t care how, but do it, now.” She disconnected the call, and ran down the stairs, back to the employee lounge.
“All set, Mrs. Parker,” she said, cheerfully. “Anything else you need done?”
“No, thank you Maria. Why don’t you go help Agnes now.”
“Um, excuse me, Mrs. Parker, but Sheriff Valenti would like to speak to you,” said Michael.
“Fine, I’ll be right there. Liz, you wait right here, okay?”
“Yes, Mom,” sniffed Liz.
Nancy left the room, and Maria sat down next to Liz.
“Chica, you didn’t tell her, did you?”
“Jesus, Maria, do I look stupid?” snapped Liz. “Of course I didn’t tell her. I told her I was upset about Max and I breaking up, but going to the prom as friends. God, Maria, give me some credit for thinking on my feet.”
Maria recoiled at the venom in her friend’s voice.
“Liz, what is wrong with you? You’re acting, well, your acting like Tess or something.”
“Thanks Maria, that’s just what I need to hear,” said Liz. “Something is wrong, but I don’t have a clue what it is.”
“Look, I don’t have a clue either, but your acting like Mary Poppins on Prozac or something. Why don’t we head out to the granolith and try and contact Che’koth. Maybe you’re just going through an alien mood swing or something?”
“Yeah, right, and what’s Senor Hologram going to do, give me a holographic pill to heal it?” snapped Liz.
“Well, it beats the human slap on the face I want to give you,” said Maria, finally losing her patience. “Look, if you decide you want to go, give me a call, otherwise, stay out of my face.”
Maria turned and walked back into the café, and Liz ran upstairs. Neither one of them noticed Tess, watching them through the open window.
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Chapter 58 - updated 4/6/04
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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Eight Holding Out For a Hero
Maria climbed out of the Jetta and walked across the desert floor to the sandstone outcropping that hid the granolith. She passed a hand over the “lock” embedded in the rock, and the door slid open. She paused for a minute before she entered, enjoying the fact that she used her powers to open the door. She didn’t need Michael, or Max or Isabelle. She, Maria Delucca Guerin did it herself.
“Hey, Che’koth,” she yelled when she was securely locked inside the Granolith chamber. “Beam your ass down here, or whatever it is you do. I need to talk to you!”
She waited for several minutes, but nothing happened. “Stupid alien technology,” she said. “Can’t even make a stupid collect call or whatever.” She waited a few minutes more, then sighed when she realized nothing was going to happen. She slipped out of the granolith chamber, and stopped to look at the pod that had at one time housed her husband. Suddenly, Maria gasped, and looked wildly about the chamber. She ran, and quickly wedged herself in behind the pods, and tried to calm her breathing. The chamber door slid open, and Rath, Tess and Lonnie walked in. Maria gasped softly and tried to remain calm. If she was lucky, they wouldn’t see where she parked her car behind the boulders. If they did see it, well, she killed Rath once, and she wasn’t opposed to doing it again if necessary.
“Why’d you bring us here, Queenie?” Rath asked, looking around the pod chamber.
“Because we need to talk, and this place is as safe as any,” said Tess. “Max never comes out here, he’s always so afraid the FBI and the Special Unit are tailing him. Stupid fool! He hasn’t figured out yet that there is NO Special Unit, and the FBI could care less about a bunch of kids from Roswell. It’s been me, all along. He is so easy to manipulate, it isn’t even funny.”
“Yeah, you da bomb, Queenie,” said Rath. Now when can me you and Lonnie get the hell out of this Mayberry town and go back to Antar?”
“Yeah, Tess, I wanna get the hell outta here,” said Lonnie. She leaned against the pod chamber and examined her nails. “You, me and Rath, we’re better than this corn pone town. It’s pure Hicksville.”
“Don’t worry,” said Tess, “And don’t rush me. They thought they could fool me, but I’ve got them right where I want them. After what I found out today, things couldn’t be better. If Max won’t go with us to Antar, that’s fine. He can stay here and rot in this frigging town. We don’t need him anymore. We can get something better. Now, I want you two to keep low for a while. No surprise visits as school. Just stick by the Tumbleweed. Things are going to start to happen now, and I don’t need you messing things up.”
“Sure thing, Queenie. You’re the boss, after all. If we wanna go out on the town, it won’t be in Roswell. Not that you got much of a town here anyhow,” said Rath.
“And don’t you forget it,” said Tess.
“Like you’d ever let us,” Lonnie muttered as the trio prepared to exit the chamber.
“That’s right,” Tess snapped. “I am in charge, and I won’t let you forget it. Someone has to be in charge, and I’m the Queen. Don’t you ever forget that!”
Maria peered out from behind the pod chamber and saw Tess, wrinkle up her face, like she was concentrating intently. Lonnie gave a low moan and clutched her head.
“You okay?” Rath asked as the door slid open and filled the chamber with hot desert air.
“Yeah, just a pain in my head. Nothin a few beers won’t take care of.”
“There’s a couple of places in the next town,” Tess said, solicitously. “Why don’t you try one of them?”
“Yeah, great idea, Queenie,” said Lonnie. “We wouldn’t want anyone to see us or nuthin.”
“I’m glad you are cooperating with me,” said Tess. “It’s better for all of us if you do. Now, let’s get out of here. I hate this place. Every time I come here, it reminds me of how they left me here. They left without me. I would have come out of the pod too, I know it!” Tess’ voice trailed off as she looked at the pod chamber. Maria tried to squeeze herself into a smaller ball. After one last look, Tess followed Rath and Lonnie out into the hot desert.
Maria waited for what seemed like hours before she climbed out from her hiding spot. She used her powers to open the door to the chamber, and looked cautiously around before she ran for her car and headed back to town.
As Maria drove back to town, she was unaware of the drama that was playing out with the rest of the pod squad and their partners.
“Damn it, Alex, I don’t want you doing this, it’s too risky!” shouted Isabelle.
“You know what Iz, it’s not up to you. I think it’s a good plan, and nothing, and nobody,” he glared at her, “Is going to change my mind.”
“Alex, you can’t do it,” Isabelle said again. “You’re going to get hurt.”
“It isn’t your call Isabelle, it’s mine! I’ll do what I damn well please!”
Alex gathered up his books, and stormed out of the library, while Isabelle glared after him, her expression a confusion of hurt and anger.
Across town, at the Evans household, Max and Michael were having a violent argument as well.
“Maxwell, we can’t sit around and wait for something to happen?” Michael yelled. “Something is happening. Liz fell apart today. I mean, she totally lost it, and you weren’t there to help her. You were too busy chasing after Tess.”
“Leave Liz out of it,” Max said, trying to remain calm. “She knows what I’m doing and why.”
“Don’t be to sure,” said Michael. “She was a mess today. She cried in my arms for a long time.”
“I said ‘leave my wife alone, Michael.’ She doesn’t need you to comfort her, she has me. I’m her husband, not you.”
“Yeah, well maybe you’d better start acting like it before you loser her,” said Michael. He grabbed his motorcycle helmet and stormed out of the Evans house and climbed on his bike. Without giving it much thought, he drove out into the desert towards the pod chamber. He say Tess and the dupes whiz by in her car, but didn’t give it any thought, until he spied Maria, running out of the pod chamber, to her car.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Eight Holding Out For a Hero
Maria climbed out of the Jetta and walked across the desert floor to the sandstone outcropping that hid the granolith. She passed a hand over the “lock” embedded in the rock, and the door slid open. She paused for a minute before she entered, enjoying the fact that she used her powers to open the door. She didn’t need Michael, or Max or Isabelle. She, Maria Delucca Guerin did it herself.
“Hey, Che’koth,” she yelled when she was securely locked inside the Granolith chamber. “Beam your ass down here, or whatever it is you do. I need to talk to you!”
She waited for several minutes, but nothing happened. “Stupid alien technology,” she said. “Can’t even make a stupid collect call or whatever.” She waited a few minutes more, then sighed when she realized nothing was going to happen. She slipped out of the granolith chamber, and stopped to look at the pod that had at one time housed her husband. Suddenly, Maria gasped, and looked wildly about the chamber. She ran, and quickly wedged herself in behind the pods, and tried to calm her breathing. The chamber door slid open, and Rath, Tess and Lonnie walked in. Maria gasped softly and tried to remain calm. If she was lucky, they wouldn’t see where she parked her car behind the boulders. If they did see it, well, she killed Rath once, and she wasn’t opposed to doing it again if necessary.
“Why’d you bring us here, Queenie?” Rath asked, looking around the pod chamber.
“Because we need to talk, and this place is as safe as any,” said Tess. “Max never comes out here, he’s always so afraid the FBI and the Special Unit are tailing him. Stupid fool! He hasn’t figured out yet that there is NO Special Unit, and the FBI could care less about a bunch of kids from Roswell. It’s been me, all along. He is so easy to manipulate, it isn’t even funny.”
“Yeah, you da bomb, Queenie,” said Rath. Now when can me you and Lonnie get the hell out of this Mayberry town and go back to Antar?”
“Yeah, Tess, I wanna get the hell outta here,” said Lonnie. She leaned against the pod chamber and examined her nails. “You, me and Rath, we’re better than this corn pone town. It’s pure Hicksville.”
“Don’t worry,” said Tess, “And don’t rush me. They thought they could fool me, but I’ve got them right where I want them. After what I found out today, things couldn’t be better. If Max won’t go with us to Antar, that’s fine. He can stay here and rot in this frigging town. We don’t need him anymore. We can get something better. Now, I want you two to keep low for a while. No surprise visits as school. Just stick by the Tumbleweed. Things are going to start to happen now, and I don’t need you messing things up.”
“Sure thing, Queenie. You’re the boss, after all. If we wanna go out on the town, it won’t be in Roswell. Not that you got much of a town here anyhow,” said Rath.
“And don’t you forget it,” said Tess.
“Like you’d ever let us,” Lonnie muttered as the trio prepared to exit the chamber.
“That’s right,” Tess snapped. “I am in charge, and I won’t let you forget it. Someone has to be in charge, and I’m the Queen. Don’t you ever forget that!”
Maria peered out from behind the pod chamber and saw Tess, wrinkle up her face, like she was concentrating intently. Lonnie gave a low moan and clutched her head.
“You okay?” Rath asked as the door slid open and filled the chamber with hot desert air.
“Yeah, just a pain in my head. Nothin a few beers won’t take care of.”
“There’s a couple of places in the next town,” Tess said, solicitously. “Why don’t you try one of them?”
“Yeah, great idea, Queenie,” said Lonnie. “We wouldn’t want anyone to see us or nuthin.”
“I’m glad you are cooperating with me,” said Tess. “It’s better for all of us if you do. Now, let’s get out of here. I hate this place. Every time I come here, it reminds me of how they left me here. They left without me. I would have come out of the pod too, I know it!” Tess’ voice trailed off as she looked at the pod chamber. Maria tried to squeeze herself into a smaller ball. After one last look, Tess followed Rath and Lonnie out into the hot desert.
Maria waited for what seemed like hours before she climbed out from her hiding spot. She used her powers to open the door to the chamber, and looked cautiously around before she ran for her car and headed back to town.
As Maria drove back to town, she was unaware of the drama that was playing out with the rest of the pod squad and their partners.
“Damn it, Alex, I don’t want you doing this, it’s too risky!” shouted Isabelle.
“You know what Iz, it’s not up to you. I think it’s a good plan, and nothing, and nobody,” he glared at her, “Is going to change my mind.”
“Alex, you can’t do it,” Isabelle said again. “You’re going to get hurt.”
“It isn’t your call Isabelle, it’s mine! I’ll do what I damn well please!”
Alex gathered up his books, and stormed out of the library, while Isabelle glared after him, her expression a confusion of hurt and anger.
Across town, at the Evans household, Max and Michael were having a violent argument as well.
“Maxwell, we can’t sit around and wait for something to happen?” Michael yelled. “Something is happening. Liz fell apart today. I mean, she totally lost it, and you weren’t there to help her. You were too busy chasing after Tess.”
“Leave Liz out of it,” Max said, trying to remain calm. “She knows what I’m doing and why.”
“Don’t be to sure,” said Michael. “She was a mess today. She cried in my arms for a long time.”
“I said ‘leave my wife alone, Michael.’ She doesn’t need you to comfort her, she has me. I’m her husband, not you.”
“Yeah, well maybe you’d better start acting like it before you loser her,” said Michael. He grabbed his motorcycle helmet and stormed out of the Evans house and climbed on his bike. Without giving it much thought, he drove out into the desert towards the pod chamber. He say Tess and the dupes whiz by in her car, but didn’t give it any thought, until he spied Maria, running out of the pod chamber, to her car.
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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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Nine Take it to the Limit
Michael turned the bike around and followed Maria down the highway. He watched in amazement as the faded red paint changed to a sharp metallic blue. He accelerated the motorcycle and pulled up along side Maria. He looked in the window, to tell her to move over, but was silenced as he watched her shorten her blond locks and change their color to black. Finally he lifted the visor on his helmet and motioned for her to pull over.
“Maria, are you okay?” he shouted, over the bike engine. He killed the motor and jumped off and ran over to her car. “Are you okay? They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“Wait, slow up Space Boy,” Maria said through the open window of her car. “I’m fine, and no they didn’t hurt me. I tried to contact Che’koth, and I was just getting ready to leave when Larry, Moe and Curly showed up. I hid behind the pod chambers until they left.”
“Are you sure they didn’t hurt you?” Michael demanded.
“Yes, I’m sure, now will you shut up and listen to me. Tess is up to something.”
“That is not news, Maria. We know she’s up to something.”
“No, more than that. To start with, there is no Special Unit, and there was no Agent Pierce. That was all a creation of Nescedo and Tess.”
“What? You mean the hell they put us through last year wasn’t real? Well, why didn’t we remember that it was fake the way we remembered that the whole message from Max’s mother was fake.”
“Do I look like the alien version of the Shell Answer Man, Michael? I already had questions, which is why I was at the pod chamber. Not only did I not get any answers, I got more questions. Apparently, Tess’s plan was to take Max and those other two sub defectives and go back to Antar. Now she’s decided that she doesn’t need Max, she has something better. I just can’t figure out what it is.”
“What did you go out to the pod chamber for?” asked Michael.
“I told you, I had some questions, and I wanted to see if Che’koth could answer them. But apparently, he isn’t home, and he forgot to turn on the alien answering machine, so I couldn’t leave a message.”
“Maybe if we go back and try together,” said Michael.
“No, I was going to follow Tess and see if I could get a handle on what she’s planning,” said Maria.
“Yeah, that’s the impression I got when you did the presto chango paint job on the car,” laughed Michael. “And the hair – good look for you.”
“Shut up, Michael,” fumed Maria. “It was all I could think of.”
“It was good, Maria. I was just trying to be funny. What did you want to ask Che’koth about?” Michael asked.
“We’re falling apart. Liz is losing her mind, and you and I, all we do is fight,” said Maria, her eyes filling with tears.
Michael gathered her into his arms and held her tightly. “Maria, all we ever do is fight. There’s nothing abnormal about that.”
“It’s not our regular fighting, Michael, and it scares me.”
“Look, if it means that much to you, I’ll go to the stupid prom, but I really think to make it look good, we need to keep arguing about it. Nobody is going to believe that I changed my mind.”
“Thank you, Michael,” Maria said softly. “It really is important to me.”
“I know. I’m sorry I was such a jerk about it. I’ve just felt completely weird since we got back from Vegas. It’s like there is an invisible steel band wrapped around my head, pressing all the time,” he explained.
“That’s how I’ve been feeling,” Maria said, slowly. “Kind of like you are under all this pressure, and nothing you do is going to help you?”
“Yeah, exactly,” said Michael. “And I swear, Max is going through the same thing, even if he won’t admit it. I tried to tell him about Liz falling apart, and he freaked. Kept screaming at me to leave Liz alone, saying he was her husband, and she didn’t need any help from me. It was strange.”
“Yeah, and Liz was like a total freakazoid today,” said Maria. “I don’t know if it’s alien mood swings or what, but she is just too hard to deal with.”
Michael laced his fingers through Maria’s and kissed her deeply. “We’ll figure it out,” he said. “Maybe we all just need a vacation or something.”
“We just had a vacation,” said Maria, twisting the platinum ring that Michael always wore. “Vegas, remember? Michael,” she said, suddenly changing gears. “When did you get a new ring?”
“I didn’t,” said Michael. “This is the same ring as always. Platinum, blocks against mind warps, remember?”
“Yeah, I remember, but this isn’t that ring.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Michael. “I never take it off, so how can it not be the same ring.”
“You never take it off?” asked Maria. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, Maria. Do I look stupid or,” his voice trailed off. “Right after we got back from Vegas, Max and I did a ring job on the jeep. I never wear my ring when I work on engines. It’s dangerous. Max had his off too, and so did Kyle. We were working on the jeep at his house.”
“And Tess just swept in and copied them, and substituted them with non-platinum bands,” continued Maria. “I wonder if she did the same thing to Isabelle, Liz and me?”
“It wouldn’t surprise me,” said Michael. “But how did she figure it out? Come to think of it,” he continued. “How did you figure it out? It looks like the exact same ring to me.”
“Yours had a small nick on one edge,” said Maria. “I always feel it when I play with your ring. I didn’t feel it this time.”
Michael just stared at her and shook his head in amazement. “Did anyone ever tell you that you are incredible?”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Fifty-Nine Take it to the Limit
Michael turned the bike around and followed Maria down the highway. He watched in amazement as the faded red paint changed to a sharp metallic blue. He accelerated the motorcycle and pulled up along side Maria. He looked in the window, to tell her to move over, but was silenced as he watched her shorten her blond locks and change their color to black. Finally he lifted the visor on his helmet and motioned for her to pull over.
“Maria, are you okay?” he shouted, over the bike engine. He killed the motor and jumped off and ran over to her car. “Are you okay? They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“Wait, slow up Space Boy,” Maria said through the open window of her car. “I’m fine, and no they didn’t hurt me. I tried to contact Che’koth, and I was just getting ready to leave when Larry, Moe and Curly showed up. I hid behind the pod chambers until they left.”
“Are you sure they didn’t hurt you?” Michael demanded.
“Yes, I’m sure, now will you shut up and listen to me. Tess is up to something.”
“That is not news, Maria. We know she’s up to something.”
“No, more than that. To start with, there is no Special Unit, and there was no Agent Pierce. That was all a creation of Nescedo and Tess.”
“What? You mean the hell they put us through last year wasn’t real? Well, why didn’t we remember that it was fake the way we remembered that the whole message from Max’s mother was fake.”
“Do I look like the alien version of the Shell Answer Man, Michael? I already had questions, which is why I was at the pod chamber. Not only did I not get any answers, I got more questions. Apparently, Tess’s plan was to take Max and those other two sub defectives and go back to Antar. Now she’s decided that she doesn’t need Max, she has something better. I just can’t figure out what it is.”
“What did you go out to the pod chamber for?” asked Michael.
“I told you, I had some questions, and I wanted to see if Che’koth could answer them. But apparently, he isn’t home, and he forgot to turn on the alien answering machine, so I couldn’t leave a message.”
“Maybe if we go back and try together,” said Michael.
“No, I was going to follow Tess and see if I could get a handle on what she’s planning,” said Maria.
“Yeah, that’s the impression I got when you did the presto chango paint job on the car,” laughed Michael. “And the hair – good look for you.”
“Shut up, Michael,” fumed Maria. “It was all I could think of.”
“It was good, Maria. I was just trying to be funny. What did you want to ask Che’koth about?” Michael asked.
“We’re falling apart. Liz is losing her mind, and you and I, all we do is fight,” said Maria, her eyes filling with tears.
Michael gathered her into his arms and held her tightly. “Maria, all we ever do is fight. There’s nothing abnormal about that.”
“It’s not our regular fighting, Michael, and it scares me.”
“Look, if it means that much to you, I’ll go to the stupid prom, but I really think to make it look good, we need to keep arguing about it. Nobody is going to believe that I changed my mind.”
“Thank you, Michael,” Maria said softly. “It really is important to me.”
“I know. I’m sorry I was such a jerk about it. I’ve just felt completely weird since we got back from Vegas. It’s like there is an invisible steel band wrapped around my head, pressing all the time,” he explained.
“That’s how I’ve been feeling,” Maria said, slowly. “Kind of like you are under all this pressure, and nothing you do is going to help you?”
“Yeah, exactly,” said Michael. “And I swear, Max is going through the same thing, even if he won’t admit it. I tried to tell him about Liz falling apart, and he freaked. Kept screaming at me to leave Liz alone, saying he was her husband, and she didn’t need any help from me. It was strange.”
“Yeah, and Liz was like a total freakazoid today,” said Maria. “I don’t know if it’s alien mood swings or what, but she is just too hard to deal with.”
Michael laced his fingers through Maria’s and kissed her deeply. “We’ll figure it out,” he said. “Maybe we all just need a vacation or something.”
“We just had a vacation,” said Maria, twisting the platinum ring that Michael always wore. “Vegas, remember? Michael,” she said, suddenly changing gears. “When did you get a new ring?”
“I didn’t,” said Michael. “This is the same ring as always. Platinum, blocks against mind warps, remember?”
“Yeah, I remember, but this isn’t that ring.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Michael. “I never take it off, so how can it not be the same ring.”
“You never take it off?” asked Maria. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, Maria. Do I look stupid or,” his voice trailed off. “Right after we got back from Vegas, Max and I did a ring job on the jeep. I never wear my ring when I work on engines. It’s dangerous. Max had his off too, and so did Kyle. We were working on the jeep at his house.”
“And Tess just swept in and copied them, and substituted them with non-platinum bands,” continued Maria. “I wonder if she did the same thing to Isabelle, Liz and me?”
“It wouldn’t surprise me,” said Michael. “But how did she figure it out? Come to think of it,” he continued. “How did you figure it out? It looks like the exact same ring to me.”
“Yours had a small nick on one edge,” said Maria. “I always feel it when I play with your ring. I didn’t feel it this time.”
Michael just stared at her and shook his head in amazement. “Did anyone ever tell you that you are incredible?”
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Chapter 60 ~ updated 4/13/04
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Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty Somebody’s Eyes are Watching
The group that met at Michael’s was tense and angry. People sat around the room and stared at each other, while the Chinese food on the table grew cold.
“I don’t believe it,” said Liz. “You’re lying. It isn’t happening. You’re making it up.”
“No, she’s not making it up, Liz,” Michael said.
“This can’t be happening,” said Max. He stood up and started pacing around the crowded room.
“Face it, Max, it is,” said Michael. “Whether you want to believe it, or not, Tess is on to us, and she’s messing with our heads in a bad way.”
“That’s crap,” said Alex. “We’d know. I’d know.”
Maria threw her hands up and took a sip from her diet soda. “I give up,” she said. “Nothing is going to make you guys believe us, so I guess we just have to show you.” She put her soda down on the table and reached into her bag, and withdrew a handful of jewelry, and passed it to the others. “Here, put these on,” she said.
The group grumbled, but put on the various rings, bracelets and earrings. After several minutes, they could feel the anger and resentment lifting from the room. It was as if someone had come in, and lifted the blinds or something.
“What just happened?” asked Isabelle.
“I don’t know, but I feel it too,” said Kyle.
“It was Tess,” said Michael. “Somehow, she found out about the platinum, and switched out stuff with duplicates that she made.”
“Well, why aren’t we remembering things, like we did the first time we put the platinum on?” asked Liz.
“I don’t think she’s operating the same way,” said Michael. “She wasn’t filling our mind with false images. This time, she was just filling our minds with feelings of discontent and anger.”
“And it worked too,” said Max. “Michael, I was so royally pissed at you earlier today, and all you were doing is being a friend to both me and Liz. Part of me knew I was over-reacting, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I was powerless to stop myself from saying those things.”
“Yeah, well, it’s thanks to Maria that we even know what’s going on. She and I may have kept right on fighting if I hadn’t seen her following the sub-defectives back from the Granolith.”
“Yeah, what were you doing out there anyhow, Maria?” Liz asked, her voice belligerent.
“I went out there to contact Che’koth,” Maria said, cautiously. “I had some questions, and I figured he’d have the answers.”
“Questions about what?” snapped Liz. “Questions about your powers, or questions about Michael, or what, questions about me, maybe?”
Maria shrank back into the couch, unprepared for the verbal assault from Liz.
“What does it matter, Liz,” she said, quietly. “I just wanted to talk to Che’koth, that’s all.”
Unexpectedly, Liz burst into tears. She buried her face in her hands and cried. “I can’t do this anymore, I just can’t,’ she sobbed. “I am so sick of all the pressure, and the deceptions. It just isn’t worth it.”
“Liz, sweetie, relax,” said Max, rubbing her back ineffectually.
“Relax!” she exploded “How the hell do you expect me to relax? Not only am I a high school student, married to the king of an alien race, I’m pregnant. And I can’t even tell anyone about it, because we don’t know what this baby is going to look like. It could be green, with three eyes and antennas sticking out of its head for all I know. Wouldn’t you just love to see the ultrasound on that?”
Max didn’t say anything; he just slumped against the couch, and stared at Liz, his face a mask of hurt and confusion.
“Jesus, Liz, what the hell is your problem?” snapped Isabelle. “Don’t you think we’re all worried about you? As a matter of fact, we’re all terrified, but your to busy feeling sorry for yourself to see that. Did it ever even occur to you that was the reason Maria went to try and contact Che’koth? No, the only thing you can think about is YOU!”
“Isabelle, leave her alone,” said Alex. “You can’t have any idea what Liz is feeling or going through right now, and your shouting at her isn’t going to help the situation!”
“Stay out of it Alex,” snapped Liz, lifting her tear stained face from her hands. “I don’t need you to defend me. I’m perfectly capable of fighting my own battles.”
A blast of light filled the room, and the tacky bowling pin lap that Michael had sitting on an end table exploded into a million pieces.
”Stop it, all of you!” shouted Ava. “I don’t know what the problem is, but this is not going to solve it. I think we should all go to the Granolith chamber now, together and try and contact Che’koth. I think we all have questions, and he’s the one who’s going to have the answers.”
“Fine,” said Liz. She stood up and grabbed her bag. “Let’s get out of here, and get this over with.” She walked across the room and opened the door. The force of it caused it to slam into the wall, putting a hole in it.
“Liz?” Max asked, tentatively. “Are you…what just happened?”
“I don’ know,” she replied, her voice laced with concern. “I just pulled the door open. I didn’t use my powers or anything. God, Michael, I’m sorry, I’ll pay for the damages. I so didn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Don’t sweat it,” Michael answered. “I’ll fix it myself.” He passed his hand over the hole in the wall, and the wallboard repaired itself. “How the hell did you do that?” he asked. “I’ve slammed that door plenty of times, and that’s never happened.”
“I don’t know. I just want to get out of here,” said Liz. She walked out the door, and stepped into the parking lot of Michael’s apartment house, followed closely by the others. She stopped and looked at the others, her expression puzzled. “Do you feel that?” she asked.
“Yeah, I think I do,” said Kyle. “It’s kind of like when you have a bad headache, and the aspirin finally works. You can feel the pressure lifting off of you.”
“No,” said Alex. “It’s like when you’ve had the flu. One day you wake up, and you feel, not better, but not sick.”
“Yeah,” said Maria. “Don’t you feel it, Michael?”
“Sorry, Maria. I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about,” said Michael. “How about you guys?”
One by one, Max, Isabelle and Ava shook their heads.
“This is getting very strange,” said Max. “Let’s go see if we can get some answers.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty Somebody’s Eyes are Watching
The group that met at Michael’s was tense and angry. People sat around the room and stared at each other, while the Chinese food on the table grew cold.
“I don’t believe it,” said Liz. “You’re lying. It isn’t happening. You’re making it up.”
“No, she’s not making it up, Liz,” Michael said.
“This can’t be happening,” said Max. He stood up and started pacing around the crowded room.
“Face it, Max, it is,” said Michael. “Whether you want to believe it, or not, Tess is on to us, and she’s messing with our heads in a bad way.”
“That’s crap,” said Alex. “We’d know. I’d know.”
Maria threw her hands up and took a sip from her diet soda. “I give up,” she said. “Nothing is going to make you guys believe us, so I guess we just have to show you.” She put her soda down on the table and reached into her bag, and withdrew a handful of jewelry, and passed it to the others. “Here, put these on,” she said.
The group grumbled, but put on the various rings, bracelets and earrings. After several minutes, they could feel the anger and resentment lifting from the room. It was as if someone had come in, and lifted the blinds or something.
“What just happened?” asked Isabelle.
“I don’t know, but I feel it too,” said Kyle.
“It was Tess,” said Michael. “Somehow, she found out about the platinum, and switched out stuff with duplicates that she made.”
“Well, why aren’t we remembering things, like we did the first time we put the platinum on?” asked Liz.
“I don’t think she’s operating the same way,” said Michael. “She wasn’t filling our mind with false images. This time, she was just filling our minds with feelings of discontent and anger.”
“And it worked too,” said Max. “Michael, I was so royally pissed at you earlier today, and all you were doing is being a friend to both me and Liz. Part of me knew I was over-reacting, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I was powerless to stop myself from saying those things.”
“Yeah, well, it’s thanks to Maria that we even know what’s going on. She and I may have kept right on fighting if I hadn’t seen her following the sub-defectives back from the Granolith.”
“Yeah, what were you doing out there anyhow, Maria?” Liz asked, her voice belligerent.
“I went out there to contact Che’koth,” Maria said, cautiously. “I had some questions, and I figured he’d have the answers.”
“Questions about what?” snapped Liz. “Questions about your powers, or questions about Michael, or what, questions about me, maybe?”
Maria shrank back into the couch, unprepared for the verbal assault from Liz.
“What does it matter, Liz,” she said, quietly. “I just wanted to talk to Che’koth, that’s all.”
Unexpectedly, Liz burst into tears. She buried her face in her hands and cried. “I can’t do this anymore, I just can’t,’ she sobbed. “I am so sick of all the pressure, and the deceptions. It just isn’t worth it.”
“Liz, sweetie, relax,” said Max, rubbing her back ineffectually.
“Relax!” she exploded “How the hell do you expect me to relax? Not only am I a high school student, married to the king of an alien race, I’m pregnant. And I can’t even tell anyone about it, because we don’t know what this baby is going to look like. It could be green, with three eyes and antennas sticking out of its head for all I know. Wouldn’t you just love to see the ultrasound on that?”
Max didn’t say anything; he just slumped against the couch, and stared at Liz, his face a mask of hurt and confusion.
“Jesus, Liz, what the hell is your problem?” snapped Isabelle. “Don’t you think we’re all worried about you? As a matter of fact, we’re all terrified, but your to busy feeling sorry for yourself to see that. Did it ever even occur to you that was the reason Maria went to try and contact Che’koth? No, the only thing you can think about is YOU!”
“Isabelle, leave her alone,” said Alex. “You can’t have any idea what Liz is feeling or going through right now, and your shouting at her isn’t going to help the situation!”
“Stay out of it Alex,” snapped Liz, lifting her tear stained face from her hands. “I don’t need you to defend me. I’m perfectly capable of fighting my own battles.”
A blast of light filled the room, and the tacky bowling pin lap that Michael had sitting on an end table exploded into a million pieces.
”Stop it, all of you!” shouted Ava. “I don’t know what the problem is, but this is not going to solve it. I think we should all go to the Granolith chamber now, together and try and contact Che’koth. I think we all have questions, and he’s the one who’s going to have the answers.”
“Fine,” said Liz. She stood up and grabbed her bag. “Let’s get out of here, and get this over with.” She walked across the room and opened the door. The force of it caused it to slam into the wall, putting a hole in it.
“Liz?” Max asked, tentatively. “Are you…what just happened?”
“I don’ know,” she replied, her voice laced with concern. “I just pulled the door open. I didn’t use my powers or anything. God, Michael, I’m sorry, I’ll pay for the damages. I so didn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Don’t sweat it,” Michael answered. “I’ll fix it myself.” He passed his hand over the hole in the wall, and the wallboard repaired itself. “How the hell did you do that?” he asked. “I’ve slammed that door plenty of times, and that’s never happened.”
“I don’t know. I just want to get out of here,” said Liz. She walked out the door, and stepped into the parking lot of Michael’s apartment house, followed closely by the others. She stopped and looked at the others, her expression puzzled. “Do you feel that?” she asked.
“Yeah, I think I do,” said Kyle. “It’s kind of like when you have a bad headache, and the aspirin finally works. You can feel the pressure lifting off of you.”
“No,” said Alex. “It’s like when you’ve had the flu. One day you wake up, and you feel, not better, but not sick.”
“Yeah,” said Maria. “Don’t you feel it, Michael?”
“Sorry, Maria. I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about,” said Michael. “How about you guys?”
One by one, Max, Isabelle and Ava shook their heads.
“This is getting very strange,” said Max. “Let’s go see if we can get some answers.”
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Chapter 61 ~ Added 4/14/04
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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty-One – SOS
The eight of them entered the pod chamber, and climbed back into the chamber that hid the Granolith. Wordlessly, they moved into their four square pattern and looked at the Granolith. They were not disappointed. The Granolith began to glow, and filled the room with light, and a soft humming sound filled the room. After several minutes, Che’koth’s image appeared before them.
“Greetings, My Liege,” said Che’koth, bowing down before Max.
“Will you get over that royalty stuff,” said Max. “We have a lot of questions, and we need answers.”
“Certainly, Your Highness.”
“Look, just call me Max. I’m nobody’s king.”
“As you wish, Max. What questions may I answer for you?”
“Me first,” Maria said. “I came here yesterday, because I had some questions. Why couldn’t I contact you to answer them?”
“The Granolith is programmed to be activated when it senses the signals of all of you,” replied Che’koth.
“Can that be changed?” asked Michael. “There may be times where we need you, but we can’t all be here.”
“Certainly, we can modify the programming to activate when only one, or all of you are here.”
“Great,” said Max. “That makes all of us feel a bit more secure.”
“I have a question,” said Liz. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Could you be more specific, Your Majesty? A biological scan done by the Granolith when you came in showed no abnormalities.”
“What is inside of me? I mean, I know it’s a baby, but is it human, or is it going to look,” her voice trailed off.
“The child is human,” Che’koth replied. “It will have human physical characteristics.”
“Thank God,” Liz whispered. “One more question, if you please. How is this pregnancy affecting my body? I mean, will the baby grow and develop like a traditional Earth pregnancy, and will my body experience the same changes?”
“Yes, this baby will develop in the way that is normal here on Earth. You should begin, I believe the word is showing, any time. You must work to develop your masking talents if you wish to keep your condition hidden.”
“Masking?” asked Max, puzzled. “Oh, you mean mind warping. Can Liz do that?”
“You all have the same abilities,” said Che’koth. “Some are more developed than others, but the potential is there.”
“What nobody is asking,” interrupted Isabelle, “Is about Liz’s insane, psycho mood swings. Are those normal too?”
“Mood swings?” questioned Che’koth.
“Yeah, you know, happy one second evil bitch monster of death the next,” Maria said.
“No, actually, it isn’t at all normal,” said Che’koth. “The traditional illnesses associated with pregnancy are no longer a part of our world. They have been eliminated due to evolution. And while they are a part of this world, any symptoms you experience should not be as severe as that of a typical Earth pregnancy.”
“What about after we left Michael’s apartment?” asked Kyle. “We all felt a change happen in our bodies, but the others didn’t. Could that have something to do with it?”
“Explain!” demanded Che’koth, sharply. “What change are you referring too?”
Kyle, Maria, Liz and Alex each took turns trying to explain the changes their bodies felt when they left Michael’s apartment. When they finished, Che’koth questioned Max, Isabelle, Ava and Michael.
“And you say none of you, none at all, felt the changes the others spoke of?” he queried.
“No, none of us,” said Max. “But one other peculiar thing did occur. Liz almost put Michael’s door through the wall when she opened it.”
“That’s right,” said Liz. “I forgot about that. Actually, I didn’t,” she amended. “I just didn’t think it was important.”
“Everything is important, Your Majesty,” chastised Che’koth. “You cannot leave out any detail, no matter how insignificant.”
“Well, then, maybe I should say something,” said Ava. “When I blew up the lamp, that wasn’t what I was going for. I just wanted to use my powers to lift it up and bang it on the table to get everyone’s attention.”
The Granolith began to hum, and a red light flashed, filling the room with a brief, yet eerie glow.
“Look in the Granolith,” commanded Che’koth. “Do you see something?”
“Yes,” said Max. There is something floating inside.”
“Reach up and take it,” said Che’koth. “In it you will find four bejginm. Each one of the Royal Four must carry one on their person at all time.”
“What is a bejginm?” asked Max.
“Take them out of the Granolith, Majesty,” said Che’koth, and then I shall explain.
Max reached up into the Granolith and removed the package. On it was the same symbol that was on the communicator orbs. Max passed his hand over the symbol, and the package glowed with a purple silver light before it opened. Inside, he found four objects that were similar to wristwatches.
“Take them, and wear them,” said Che’koth. “They will scan for a device called a duch’makah that is used to amplify powers. “If such a device is found, the bejginm will deactivate it.”
“You think someone is using this duch’makah?” asked Alex.
“Yes, I do,” said Che’koth. “That is what you felt. Or rather, what was causing what you called the Queen’s mood swings, and the amplification in powers. We can only surmise that while your physiology is changing and evolving, you have still not evolved enough to NOT be disturbed by the energy emitted by the duch’makah. We use them frequently on Antar to help amplify our powers, so our systems are used to the energy. In time, your bodies will also adapt to the energy they emit, but right now, they are causing you physical discomfit.”
“So, you’re telling me, that Tess, or Rath and Lonnie planted these duch’makah things around?” asked Max. “Why? I mean, if they amplify powers wouldn’t they amplify ours as well?”
“Yes, but since you didn’t know about their existence before now,” explained Che’koth, “You wouldn’t know to consciously use them. Tess, on the other hand, was probably using them to amplify her masking ability.”
“Right,” said Max. “That makes sense. But now that we know that they are here, can’t we use them to amplify our powers to work against Tess?”
“You can,” said Che’koth. “And that is where the bejginm will help you. They will block the effect of the duch’makah on you, as long as you wear them.”
“But what about us?” asked Kyle. “Shouldn’t we have them, too?”
“If you need them, come back, and we will send more down,” said Che’koth. “I think, however, that since you can physically feel the effects of the duch’makah, you will also be able to block it without the aid of the bejginm.”
“There is one thing that none of you have thought of,” said Liz. “Where did Tess get these duch’makah thingys?”
“I’m not sure,” admitted Che’koth. “There is a possibility that one of the protectors brought them when you fled Antar.”
“Or, she’s working with someone else,” said Max, his voice hard with the sharp edge of anger.
They all looked at one another, and each of them could feel their stomachs sinking at the thought of another enemy to fight.
“And if she has these duch’makah’s,” Max continued. “What else does she have to use against us?”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty-One – SOS
The eight of them entered the pod chamber, and climbed back into the chamber that hid the Granolith. Wordlessly, they moved into their four square pattern and looked at the Granolith. They were not disappointed. The Granolith began to glow, and filled the room with light, and a soft humming sound filled the room. After several minutes, Che’koth’s image appeared before them.
“Greetings, My Liege,” said Che’koth, bowing down before Max.
“Will you get over that royalty stuff,” said Max. “We have a lot of questions, and we need answers.”
“Certainly, Your Highness.”
“Look, just call me Max. I’m nobody’s king.”
“As you wish, Max. What questions may I answer for you?”
“Me first,” Maria said. “I came here yesterday, because I had some questions. Why couldn’t I contact you to answer them?”
“The Granolith is programmed to be activated when it senses the signals of all of you,” replied Che’koth.
“Can that be changed?” asked Michael. “There may be times where we need you, but we can’t all be here.”
“Certainly, we can modify the programming to activate when only one, or all of you are here.”
“Great,” said Max. “That makes all of us feel a bit more secure.”
“I have a question,” said Liz. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Could you be more specific, Your Majesty? A biological scan done by the Granolith when you came in showed no abnormalities.”
“What is inside of me? I mean, I know it’s a baby, but is it human, or is it going to look,” her voice trailed off.
“The child is human,” Che’koth replied. “It will have human physical characteristics.”
“Thank God,” Liz whispered. “One more question, if you please. How is this pregnancy affecting my body? I mean, will the baby grow and develop like a traditional Earth pregnancy, and will my body experience the same changes?”
“Yes, this baby will develop in the way that is normal here on Earth. You should begin, I believe the word is showing, any time. You must work to develop your masking talents if you wish to keep your condition hidden.”
“Masking?” asked Max, puzzled. “Oh, you mean mind warping. Can Liz do that?”
“You all have the same abilities,” said Che’koth. “Some are more developed than others, but the potential is there.”
“What nobody is asking,” interrupted Isabelle, “Is about Liz’s insane, psycho mood swings. Are those normal too?”
“Mood swings?” questioned Che’koth.
“Yeah, you know, happy one second evil bitch monster of death the next,” Maria said.
“No, actually, it isn’t at all normal,” said Che’koth. “The traditional illnesses associated with pregnancy are no longer a part of our world. They have been eliminated due to evolution. And while they are a part of this world, any symptoms you experience should not be as severe as that of a typical Earth pregnancy.”
“What about after we left Michael’s apartment?” asked Kyle. “We all felt a change happen in our bodies, but the others didn’t. Could that have something to do with it?”
“Explain!” demanded Che’koth, sharply. “What change are you referring too?”
Kyle, Maria, Liz and Alex each took turns trying to explain the changes their bodies felt when they left Michael’s apartment. When they finished, Che’koth questioned Max, Isabelle, Ava and Michael.
“And you say none of you, none at all, felt the changes the others spoke of?” he queried.
“No, none of us,” said Max. “But one other peculiar thing did occur. Liz almost put Michael’s door through the wall when she opened it.”
“That’s right,” said Liz. “I forgot about that. Actually, I didn’t,” she amended. “I just didn’t think it was important.”
“Everything is important, Your Majesty,” chastised Che’koth. “You cannot leave out any detail, no matter how insignificant.”
“Well, then, maybe I should say something,” said Ava. “When I blew up the lamp, that wasn’t what I was going for. I just wanted to use my powers to lift it up and bang it on the table to get everyone’s attention.”
The Granolith began to hum, and a red light flashed, filling the room with a brief, yet eerie glow.
“Look in the Granolith,” commanded Che’koth. “Do you see something?”
“Yes,” said Max. There is something floating inside.”
“Reach up and take it,” said Che’koth. “In it you will find four bejginm. Each one of the Royal Four must carry one on their person at all time.”
“What is a bejginm?” asked Max.
“Take them out of the Granolith, Majesty,” said Che’koth, and then I shall explain.
Max reached up into the Granolith and removed the package. On it was the same symbol that was on the communicator orbs. Max passed his hand over the symbol, and the package glowed with a purple silver light before it opened. Inside, he found four objects that were similar to wristwatches.
“Take them, and wear them,” said Che’koth. “They will scan for a device called a duch’makah that is used to amplify powers. “If such a device is found, the bejginm will deactivate it.”
“You think someone is using this duch’makah?” asked Alex.
“Yes, I do,” said Che’koth. “That is what you felt. Or rather, what was causing what you called the Queen’s mood swings, and the amplification in powers. We can only surmise that while your physiology is changing and evolving, you have still not evolved enough to NOT be disturbed by the energy emitted by the duch’makah. We use them frequently on Antar to help amplify our powers, so our systems are used to the energy. In time, your bodies will also adapt to the energy they emit, but right now, they are causing you physical discomfit.”
“So, you’re telling me, that Tess, or Rath and Lonnie planted these duch’makah things around?” asked Max. “Why? I mean, if they amplify powers wouldn’t they amplify ours as well?”
“Yes, but since you didn’t know about their existence before now,” explained Che’koth, “You wouldn’t know to consciously use them. Tess, on the other hand, was probably using them to amplify her masking ability.”
“Right,” said Max. “That makes sense. But now that we know that they are here, can’t we use them to amplify our powers to work against Tess?”
“You can,” said Che’koth. “And that is where the bejginm will help you. They will block the effect of the duch’makah on you, as long as you wear them.”
“But what about us?” asked Kyle. “Shouldn’t we have them, too?”
“If you need them, come back, and we will send more down,” said Che’koth. “I think, however, that since you can physically feel the effects of the duch’makah, you will also be able to block it without the aid of the bejginm.”
“There is one thing that none of you have thought of,” said Liz. “Where did Tess get these duch’makah thingys?”
“I’m not sure,” admitted Che’koth. “There is a possibility that one of the protectors brought them when you fled Antar.”
“Or, she’s working with someone else,” said Max, his voice hard with the sharp edge of anger.
They all looked at one another, and each of them could feel their stomachs sinking at the thought of another enemy to fight.
“And if she has these duch’makah’s,” Max continued. “What else does she have to use against us?”
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Chapter 62 - Undertow - updated 4-18-04
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
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty-Two Undertow
“I can’t do it,” wailed Liz. “No matter how hard I try, I can’t to it.”
“Just relax, Liz,” Ava said. “You’re trying to hard. Think for a second. When you use your powers, what are you doing? How are you feeling?”
“That’s just it, I don’t know,” Liz cried, her voice filled with exasperation. I just do it.”
“And you can just mind warp, we just have to find the trigger that will wake up your ability.”
“Ava?”
“Liz?”
“Are you upset about tonight?” Liz asked, referring to the Prom.
“Maybe a little, but I get why Kyle has to take her. I may not like it, but I get it.”
“How would you like to come with us?” Liz asked, her eyes shining with a mischievous light.
“How?” asked Ava.
“Well, I was talking with Alex, and he got his parents to help. We came up with a story about how Kyle asked Tess because nobody else had, and he felt sorry for her, but then he met you,” said Liz.
“And, this is going to get me to the Prom, how?” queried Ava.
“Well, anyhow, Alex explained all this to his parents, and said how Kyle didn’t want to hurt Tess by breaking the date, but how he really wanted to have you there and dance with you and stuff. Ava, Alex was incredible. He told this sad story about how you and Kyle met at a basketball game this winter, and you were a cheerleader for the opposing team.”
“Me, a cheerleader. I so think not,” snorted Ava. “I’m not the rah rah sis boom bah type.”
“Shut up, you will be tonight,” laughed Liz. “Anyhow, he made it all sound so sad and romantic. His mother came up with a suggestion. You are going to be her niece, visiting from out of town.”
“I guess I’m missing the big picture, here,” said Ava.
“Yeah, I guess,” said Liz. “You are going to accompany Alex and Isabelle to the prom, and sit with all of us, and we’ll figure out some way for you and Kyle to dance together.”
“There is one problem with all of this,” said Ava. “Aren’t you and Kyle supposed to be together? Remember, we had her convinced of that.”
“Yeah, but he told her I dumped him right after we got back from Vegas. That’s how he got her to go to the Prom with him. That and the fact that Max told her he and I were going together as friends.”
“You are really devious, Liz Parker, did you know that? If you weren’t my friend, I’d be really afraid of you,” Ava said.
“I always knew you were smart,” joked Liz. “Now, we have to find you something to wear. Maria sent over a bunch of stuff, and I’ve got some stuff, and if we can’t find anything here, we can still go shopping. There are a couple of hours left before we have to get ready.”
Ava reached out and hugged Liz. “Thank you,” she said. “I only wish you could get the prom night you deserve.”
“Don’t worry about me,” Liz said, bravely, her words doing little to hide the pain that was in her eyes. “Max and I have the rest of our lives to spend together, and, we have a part of this prom as well.”
“Come on, everybody, squeeze together,” Amy DeLuca cried. “I want to get a picture. You too Michael,” she called.
The group squeezed together in their prom finery and smiled. Michael came out of the kitchen of the CrashDown into the main eating area.
“This is stupid,” he said, his voice sullen.
“Move closer to Maria,” Amy directed. Michael moved closer, and surreptitiously squeezed her arm.
“There, that’s perfect,” said Amy.
“Wait!” shouted Alex. “We forgot my cousin. Emma, come on over here.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Amy said. “Of course, squeeze right in there.”
“Actually, Mrs. Deluca, I think it would look more balanced if she stood on the other side of Kyle,” Isabelle directed.
“You are right, Isabelle,” agreed Amy. “You have such a good eye for those things. Okay, ready everybody? Say ‘Cheese’.”
The flash from the camera filled the room with light. “One more,” said Amy. “For luck.” She took another picture, and smiled. “Thanks kids, that’s it. Go have a wonderful night, but not too wonderful. Remember, Jim and I are chaperoning.”
They all laughed, and gathered up their belongings and headed for the door.
“Alex, Kyle and I have a surprise for all of you,” said Max, as he opened the door to the CrashDown. “Look.”
Outside the restaurant stood a black limo. The back door was opened, and the liveried driver stood beside the car.
“Good evening,” he said. “I am Charles, your driver for this evening.”
“Oh wow,” whispered Isabelle to Liz. “Am I crazy, or does that guy look like…?”
“Che’koth,” Liz whispered back. “No, you’re not crazy.” Both girls turned to look at Max, who nodded his head slightly.
“Charles just opened a new limo service here in town,” Max explained. “He was sponsoring a contest to get his company known around town, and I won.”
“I don’t think we’re all going to fit in there,” said Tess, her voice belligerent. “Maybe Kyle and I should just take our own car.”
“Relax Tess,” said Kyle. “We’ll all fit, come on.”
One by one, they climbed into the car, until only Kyle and Ava, masquerading as Emma were left standing outside.
“There’s only room for one more,” Tess said. “See, I told you. Alex’s cousin is going to have to ride up front.”
“No way,” said Kyle. “Watch this.” He climbed into the limo, next to Tess and held out his hand to Ava. Come on, there is plenty of room on my lap.” He winked at Ava, and she climbed in and snuggled on his lap.
“There,” he said in a satisfied voice. “Everything is perfect. To the Prom, Charles.”
Everyone laughed as the car started and drove down the street to the school.
The prom itself was something of an anticlimax. Liz and Max spent the early part of the evening together, dancing and talking.
“What is Che’koth doing here?” she whispered to him.
“He was worried about us, and the bejginm,” said Max. “So he came down to keep an eye on us.”
“Can they do that?” Liz asked.
“Well, not easily,” explained Max. “The Granolith is a way to transfer beings back and forth, but it uses up a lot of energy to use it. Che’koth estimates that it will be out of commission for a couple of weeks, anyhow, but since we weren’t planning on leaving anytime soon, it’s no big.”
“Oh, well, I,” began Liz. She stopped speaking, and looked past Max, to see Michael standing in the doorway of the gym. “Michael’s here,” she said, regretfully. “It’s time to start.”
“Liz, we don’t have to go through with this,” said Max.
“Yes, we do,” Liz said, firmly. “We agreed, and I’m not backing out.”
“Then, just remember, I love you,” Max said. He made sure Tess was nowhere in site, and quickly kissed Liz, and wiped the tear that slid down her cheek.
“It will be fine,” he said.
“I know,” Liz agreed. “Just go do it,” she urged. “Lets get this thing started.”
Max walked off the dance floor, and nodded to Michael, and Kyle. Liz crossed the dance floor and tapped Alex on the shoulder.
“It’s time,” she said. “Michael’s here, and Kyle just got Tess out into the hall. Max is going out there now.
Maria, Michael and Ava walked across the gym floor together, to join Alex, Isabelle and Liz.
“Everybody ready?” Michael asked, unnecessarily.
“Yeah, Let’s bury the bitch,” said Liz.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Love Changes Everything
Chapter Sixty-Two Undertow
“I can’t do it,” wailed Liz. “No matter how hard I try, I can’t to it.”
“Just relax, Liz,” Ava said. “You’re trying to hard. Think for a second. When you use your powers, what are you doing? How are you feeling?”
“That’s just it, I don’t know,” Liz cried, her voice filled with exasperation. I just do it.”
“And you can just mind warp, we just have to find the trigger that will wake up your ability.”
“Ava?”
“Liz?”
“Are you upset about tonight?” Liz asked, referring to the Prom.
“Maybe a little, but I get why Kyle has to take her. I may not like it, but I get it.”
“How would you like to come with us?” Liz asked, her eyes shining with a mischievous light.
“How?” asked Ava.
“Well, I was talking with Alex, and he got his parents to help. We came up with a story about how Kyle asked Tess because nobody else had, and he felt sorry for her, but then he met you,” said Liz.
“And, this is going to get me to the Prom, how?” queried Ava.
“Well, anyhow, Alex explained all this to his parents, and said how Kyle didn’t want to hurt Tess by breaking the date, but how he really wanted to have you there and dance with you and stuff. Ava, Alex was incredible. He told this sad story about how you and Kyle met at a basketball game this winter, and you were a cheerleader for the opposing team.”
“Me, a cheerleader. I so think not,” snorted Ava. “I’m not the rah rah sis boom bah type.”
“Shut up, you will be tonight,” laughed Liz. “Anyhow, he made it all sound so sad and romantic. His mother came up with a suggestion. You are going to be her niece, visiting from out of town.”
“I guess I’m missing the big picture, here,” said Ava.
“Yeah, I guess,” said Liz. “You are going to accompany Alex and Isabelle to the prom, and sit with all of us, and we’ll figure out some way for you and Kyle to dance together.”
“There is one problem with all of this,” said Ava. “Aren’t you and Kyle supposed to be together? Remember, we had her convinced of that.”
“Yeah, but he told her I dumped him right after we got back from Vegas. That’s how he got her to go to the Prom with him. That and the fact that Max told her he and I were going together as friends.”
“You are really devious, Liz Parker, did you know that? If you weren’t my friend, I’d be really afraid of you,” Ava said.
“I always knew you were smart,” joked Liz. “Now, we have to find you something to wear. Maria sent over a bunch of stuff, and I’ve got some stuff, and if we can’t find anything here, we can still go shopping. There are a couple of hours left before we have to get ready.”
Ava reached out and hugged Liz. “Thank you,” she said. “I only wish you could get the prom night you deserve.”
“Don’t worry about me,” Liz said, bravely, her words doing little to hide the pain that was in her eyes. “Max and I have the rest of our lives to spend together, and, we have a part of this prom as well.”
“Come on, everybody, squeeze together,” Amy DeLuca cried. “I want to get a picture. You too Michael,” she called.
The group squeezed together in their prom finery and smiled. Michael came out of the kitchen of the CrashDown into the main eating area.
“This is stupid,” he said, his voice sullen.
“Move closer to Maria,” Amy directed. Michael moved closer, and surreptitiously squeezed her arm.
“There, that’s perfect,” said Amy.
“Wait!” shouted Alex. “We forgot my cousin. Emma, come on over here.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Amy said. “Of course, squeeze right in there.”
“Actually, Mrs. Deluca, I think it would look more balanced if she stood on the other side of Kyle,” Isabelle directed.
“You are right, Isabelle,” agreed Amy. “You have such a good eye for those things. Okay, ready everybody? Say ‘Cheese’.”
The flash from the camera filled the room with light. “One more,” said Amy. “For luck.” She took another picture, and smiled. “Thanks kids, that’s it. Go have a wonderful night, but not too wonderful. Remember, Jim and I are chaperoning.”
They all laughed, and gathered up their belongings and headed for the door.
“Alex, Kyle and I have a surprise for all of you,” said Max, as he opened the door to the CrashDown. “Look.”
Outside the restaurant stood a black limo. The back door was opened, and the liveried driver stood beside the car.
“Good evening,” he said. “I am Charles, your driver for this evening.”
“Oh wow,” whispered Isabelle to Liz. “Am I crazy, or does that guy look like…?”
“Che’koth,” Liz whispered back. “No, you’re not crazy.” Both girls turned to look at Max, who nodded his head slightly.
“Charles just opened a new limo service here in town,” Max explained. “He was sponsoring a contest to get his company known around town, and I won.”
“I don’t think we’re all going to fit in there,” said Tess, her voice belligerent. “Maybe Kyle and I should just take our own car.”
“Relax Tess,” said Kyle. “We’ll all fit, come on.”
One by one, they climbed into the car, until only Kyle and Ava, masquerading as Emma were left standing outside.
“There’s only room for one more,” Tess said. “See, I told you. Alex’s cousin is going to have to ride up front.”
“No way,” said Kyle. “Watch this.” He climbed into the limo, next to Tess and held out his hand to Ava. Come on, there is plenty of room on my lap.” He winked at Ava, and she climbed in and snuggled on his lap.
“There,” he said in a satisfied voice. “Everything is perfect. To the Prom, Charles.”
Everyone laughed as the car started and drove down the street to the school.
The prom itself was something of an anticlimax. Liz and Max spent the early part of the evening together, dancing and talking.
“What is Che’koth doing here?” she whispered to him.
“He was worried about us, and the bejginm,” said Max. “So he came down to keep an eye on us.”
“Can they do that?” Liz asked.
“Well, not easily,” explained Max. “The Granolith is a way to transfer beings back and forth, but it uses up a lot of energy to use it. Che’koth estimates that it will be out of commission for a couple of weeks, anyhow, but since we weren’t planning on leaving anytime soon, it’s no big.”
“Oh, well, I,” began Liz. She stopped speaking, and looked past Max, to see Michael standing in the doorway of the gym. “Michael’s here,” she said, regretfully. “It’s time to start.”
“Liz, we don’t have to go through with this,” said Max.
“Yes, we do,” Liz said, firmly. “We agreed, and I’m not backing out.”
“Then, just remember, I love you,” Max said. He made sure Tess was nowhere in site, and quickly kissed Liz, and wiped the tear that slid down her cheek.
“It will be fine,” he said.
“I know,” Liz agreed. “Just go do it,” she urged. “Lets get this thing started.”
Max walked off the dance floor, and nodded to Michael, and Kyle. Liz crossed the dance floor and tapped Alex on the shoulder.
“It’s time,” she said. “Michael’s here, and Kyle just got Tess out into the hall. Max is going out there now.
Maria, Michael and Ava walked across the gym floor together, to join Alex, Isabelle and Liz.
“Everybody ready?” Michael asked, unnecessarily.
“Yeah, Let’s bury the bitch,” said Liz.
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Chapter 63 ~ updated 4/21/04
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 Sixty-Three Cry Your Name
“Are you sure you want to go through with this, Alex?” Jim Valenti asked.
“No, but we don’t have a choice, do we?” asked Alex.
“I wish you kids had come to me with this plan earlier. We may have found another way.”
“There is no other way, Sheriff,” said Alex. “We’ve looked at this from every angle, and this is the only option available to us. Tess was going to kill us anyhow, we’re just going to speed things along.”
“I just can’t believe that she, she just seems so harmless,” Jim said.
“She’s the type of alien Grandpa was chasing all along,” said Kyle, entering the conversation for the first time. “It was so hard at first to look at Ava, and not see Tess, not think of Tess, but now, when I look at Ava, I don’t see any resemblance to Tess at all. Ava’s inner beauty shines through, and when I look at Tess, all I see is the hate and the anger.”
Jim rubbed his son’s shoulder, and then looked around. “Explain to me again, why we’re meeting out here, at the quarry?”
“Tess is using some sort of alien device to amplify her powers, and, knowing her, she’s probably bugging the house as well. “We’re safer out here,” explained Kyle.
“I can’t believe the lengths she has gone to,” said Jim.
“Believe it,” said Alex. “That chic is evil personified. Look, I’m going to go to my car and call Isabelle and let her know everything is set in motion.”
Alex walked across the dirt road and climbed into his car and pulled out a cell phone. Jim and Kyle watched silently for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.
“Dad, there are a couple of things I need to tell you,” said Kyle. “If anything happens to me, I want you to promise to take care of Ava.”
“Nothing’s going to happen to you, Son,” said Jim, his voice choked with emotion.
“Dad, I want you to promise me,” Kyle said, in a resolved voice.
“I promise, Kyle, I promise,” said Jim. “What else?”
“In my locker at school is a key to safety deposit box. I forged your signature on the forms, so that you would have access to it. If anything happens to me, get the box, and take what’s inside, and take Ava, and get the hell out of Roswell.”
“Kyle, you’re really starting to worry me,” said Jim. “What’s in the box?”
“A cashier’s check for a million dollars,” said Kyle. “It’s from the money I won in Vegas. We all did it. We won a little bit here, and a little bit there, at every casino we could hit. We figured we may need the money at some point in our lives if we ever had to run.”
“God, Kyle, I don’t know what to say,” said Jim, rubbing his face with his hand.
“There’s more, Dad. My marriage license to Ava is in here too.”
“WHAT! shouted Jim Valenti. “You’re WHAT?”
“Marriage license, Dad. Look, don’t freak out too much. What I’m going to tell you sounds really weird, and part of it isn’t even my story to tell, but I think the others will understand.”
“Kyle, what the hell are you rambling about?” asked Jim. “I want to hear about your marriage.”
“Dad, shut up, for a second, and I’ll explain. It’s complicated, and it’s going to take a while, and we don’t have a lot of time.”
Kyle explained to his father about the Granolith, and Che’koth, and how the Granolith sensed the fact that they were soul mates, and how they were married according to Antarian tradition.
“And the thing is, Dad, it’s right, and we all know it. None of us could ever imagine spending our lives with anybody else.”
“Kyle, do you understand what you are saying?” Jim demanded. “You are just a kid, and you’re sitting here, telling me that you’re married. You should be going to parties, and getting drunk, for Christ sake!”
“You’re right, Dad, and I shouldn’t have to be saving myself and my friends from evil aliens, but I am, should I stop that, too?”
“Damn it, Kyle, I don’t know. I just don’t know anything anymore.”
“There’s more, Dad, and maybe you better calm down a bit before I tell you this.”
“Oh, God, Ava’s pregnant?”
“No, not Ava, but Liz is, and Dad, we have to protect her as much as possible too.”
“My God, Kyle, is there anything else?”
“Let’s see, money, married, Liz pregnant,” no, I think that’s it. Oh wait, did I mention that Che’koth is here on Earth posing as a limo driver named Charles?”
“No, you forgot to mention that fact,” Jim said, sarcastically. “Jesus, Kyle, I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
“Dad, I’m sorry to spring all this on you at once, but I had no choice. You needed to know all of this stuff.”
“You’re right, and I’m sorry I went off the deep end,” said Jim. “I’ll save that for later after this mess is all over, then, you and I, and your wife are going to sit down and have a long, long talk. Is that clear?”
“Come on, Dad. Alex is waiting for us. It’s time to go and kill one of my best friends,” said Kyle.
At the CrashDown
The sound of dishes crashing to the floor, echoed in the wake of Maria’s screams. Jim Valenti walked in to the restaurant from the back, his hat in his hand.
“There’s been an accident,” he said, his face white. “A car, it swerved into the path of an oncoming semi. There was nothing the driver of the truck could do. The driver of the car, it, it was Alex.”
“No!” cried Isabelle. “You’re wrong. You made a mistake, Sheriff,” she insisted.
“No, I didn’t, I’m sorry Isabelle. There was no mistake,” Jim said, gently.” He turned to look at Max. “Can you,?” he left the rest of the question unanswered.
Max didn’t answer, he just nodded, and looked at Liz, his eyes filled with anguish. Liz turned from him, her eyes dark with pain, and went to stand with Michael and Maria.
“Let’s go,” Max said.
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“I know what’s going to happen,” said Isabelle, her voice thick with tears. “Max is in there, and he’s going to put his hand on Alex’s chest, and there is going to be a bright light. Then, Alex will sit up, and Max will hug him, and the two of them will climb out of the truck. We’ll have to come up with some kind of story to explain it, but we’ll figure something out.”
They watched expectantly as they waited for Max and Alex to exit the van, but nothing happened. After several minutes, Max climbed out of the van, alone, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“I couldn’t do it,” he said. “I tried, but it didn’t work. Alex is dead.”
Michael wrapped his arms around both Maria and Isabelle, and held them close as they cried. Jim Valenti pulled his Kyle to him and held him as if he were afraid that he to would die. Max stood next to Tess, and watched as Liz ran into the darkness.
“Go to her, Max,” said Tess. “She needs you right now.”
Max ran into the dark night, after Liz.
“Liz, wait!” he called. “Are you alright?”
“Am I alright?” she shouted. “Are you kidding, one of my best friends is dead. How can you ask such a stupid question?” She looked past Max into the night. “Can she hear us?” she whispered.
“Probably,” he whispered as he hugged her. “Don’t worry, everything’s going according to plan.”
“Alex is okay?” she asked.
“Alex is fine, there isn’t a scratch on him. Che’koth helped him rig the whole accident. He’s having a great time pretending to be the truck driver that hit the car.”
“I hope this works,” Liz said.
“It will,” said Max. “It has to.”
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Sixty-Three Cry Your Name
“Are you sure you want to go through with this, Alex?” Jim Valenti asked.
“No, but we don’t have a choice, do we?” asked Alex.
“I wish you kids had come to me with this plan earlier. We may have found another way.”
“There is no other way, Sheriff,” said Alex. “We’ve looked at this from every angle, and this is the only option available to us. Tess was going to kill us anyhow, we’re just going to speed things along.”
“I just can’t believe that she, she just seems so harmless,” Jim said.
“She’s the type of alien Grandpa was chasing all along,” said Kyle, entering the conversation for the first time. “It was so hard at first to look at Ava, and not see Tess, not think of Tess, but now, when I look at Ava, I don’t see any resemblance to Tess at all. Ava’s inner beauty shines through, and when I look at Tess, all I see is the hate and the anger.”
Jim rubbed his son’s shoulder, and then looked around. “Explain to me again, why we’re meeting out here, at the quarry?”
“Tess is using some sort of alien device to amplify her powers, and, knowing her, she’s probably bugging the house as well. “We’re safer out here,” explained Kyle.
“I can’t believe the lengths she has gone to,” said Jim.
“Believe it,” said Alex. “That chic is evil personified. Look, I’m going to go to my car and call Isabelle and let her know everything is set in motion.”
Alex walked across the dirt road and climbed into his car and pulled out a cell phone. Jim and Kyle watched silently for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.
“Dad, there are a couple of things I need to tell you,” said Kyle. “If anything happens to me, I want you to promise to take care of Ava.”
“Nothing’s going to happen to you, Son,” said Jim, his voice choked with emotion.
“Dad, I want you to promise me,” Kyle said, in a resolved voice.
“I promise, Kyle, I promise,” said Jim. “What else?”
“In my locker at school is a key to safety deposit box. I forged your signature on the forms, so that you would have access to it. If anything happens to me, get the box, and take what’s inside, and take Ava, and get the hell out of Roswell.”
“Kyle, you’re really starting to worry me,” said Jim. “What’s in the box?”
“A cashier’s check for a million dollars,” said Kyle. “It’s from the money I won in Vegas. We all did it. We won a little bit here, and a little bit there, at every casino we could hit. We figured we may need the money at some point in our lives if we ever had to run.”
“God, Kyle, I don’t know what to say,” said Jim, rubbing his face with his hand.
“There’s more, Dad. My marriage license to Ava is in here too.”
“WHAT! shouted Jim Valenti. “You’re WHAT?”
“Marriage license, Dad. Look, don’t freak out too much. What I’m going to tell you sounds really weird, and part of it isn’t even my story to tell, but I think the others will understand.”
“Kyle, what the hell are you rambling about?” asked Jim. “I want to hear about your marriage.”
“Dad, shut up, for a second, and I’ll explain. It’s complicated, and it’s going to take a while, and we don’t have a lot of time.”
Kyle explained to his father about the Granolith, and Che’koth, and how the Granolith sensed the fact that they were soul mates, and how they were married according to Antarian tradition.
“And the thing is, Dad, it’s right, and we all know it. None of us could ever imagine spending our lives with anybody else.”
“Kyle, do you understand what you are saying?” Jim demanded. “You are just a kid, and you’re sitting here, telling me that you’re married. You should be going to parties, and getting drunk, for Christ sake!”
“You’re right, Dad, and I shouldn’t have to be saving myself and my friends from evil aliens, but I am, should I stop that, too?”
“Damn it, Kyle, I don’t know. I just don’t know anything anymore.”
“There’s more, Dad, and maybe you better calm down a bit before I tell you this.”
“Oh, God, Ava’s pregnant?”
“No, not Ava, but Liz is, and Dad, we have to protect her as much as possible too.”
“My God, Kyle, is there anything else?”
“Let’s see, money, married, Liz pregnant,” no, I think that’s it. Oh wait, did I mention that Che’koth is here on Earth posing as a limo driver named Charles?”
“No, you forgot to mention that fact,” Jim said, sarcastically. “Jesus, Kyle, I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
“Dad, I’m sorry to spring all this on you at once, but I had no choice. You needed to know all of this stuff.”
“You’re right, and I’m sorry I went off the deep end,” said Jim. “I’ll save that for later after this mess is all over, then, you and I, and your wife are going to sit down and have a long, long talk. Is that clear?”
“Come on, Dad. Alex is waiting for us. It’s time to go and kill one of my best friends,” said Kyle.
At the CrashDown
The sound of dishes crashing to the floor, echoed in the wake of Maria’s screams. Jim Valenti walked in to the restaurant from the back, his hat in his hand.
“There’s been an accident,” he said, his face white. “A car, it swerved into the path of an oncoming semi. There was nothing the driver of the truck could do. The driver of the car, it, it was Alex.”
“No!” cried Isabelle. “You’re wrong. You made a mistake, Sheriff,” she insisted.
“No, I didn’t, I’m sorry Isabelle. There was no mistake,” Jim said, gently.” He turned to look at Max. “Can you,?” he left the rest of the question unanswered.
Max didn’t answer, he just nodded, and looked at Liz, his eyes filled with anguish. Liz turned from him, her eyes dark with pain, and went to stand with Michael and Maria.
“Let’s go,” Max said.
The Coroners Office
“I know what’s going to happen,” said Isabelle, her voice thick with tears. “Max is in there, and he’s going to put his hand on Alex’s chest, and there is going to be a bright light. Then, Alex will sit up, and Max will hug him, and the two of them will climb out of the truck. We’ll have to come up with some kind of story to explain it, but we’ll figure something out.”
They watched expectantly as they waited for Max and Alex to exit the van, but nothing happened. After several minutes, Max climbed out of the van, alone, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“I couldn’t do it,” he said. “I tried, but it didn’t work. Alex is dead.”
Michael wrapped his arms around both Maria and Isabelle, and held them close as they cried. Jim Valenti pulled his Kyle to him and held him as if he were afraid that he to would die. Max stood next to Tess, and watched as Liz ran into the darkness.
“Go to her, Max,” said Tess. “She needs you right now.”
Max ran into the dark night, after Liz.
“Liz, wait!” he called. “Are you alright?”
“Am I alright?” she shouted. “Are you kidding, one of my best friends is dead. How can you ask such a stupid question?” She looked past Max into the night. “Can she hear us?” she whispered.
“Probably,” he whispered as he hugged her. “Don’t worry, everything’s going according to plan.”
“Alex is okay?” she asked.
“Alex is fine, there isn’t a scratch on him. Che’koth helped him rig the whole accident. He’s having a great time pretending to be the truck driver that hit the car.”
“I hope this works,” Liz said.
“It will,” said Max. “It has to.”
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Chapter 65 - 5/5/04
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 Sixty-Four The Beginning of the End
Author’s Note: Some of the dialogue was taken directly from Gretchen J. Berg and Aaron Harberts’ Baby it’s You.
Sunlight filled Max Evans’ bedroom, and cast a warm pool of light on the bed where Tess and Max were relaxing on Max’s bed.
“Max, lets go do something tonight,” said Tess. “I want to go have some fun.”
“Tess, not now, I don’t have time,” Max replied. “Liz is still on the warpath. She is insisting that Alex’s death wasn’t a suicide. I want to believe her, but the evidence is pointing in a different direction.”
“Can’t we just forget about Liz for a while, and go and enjoy ourselves?” whined Tess.
“I wish it were that simple, Tess,” Max said touching her hair gently. “She’s decided that his death is alien related, and she won’t let it go. I’m afraid of what she might do, or say. We could all be in danger.”
“Do you really think she’d betray us?” queried Tess.
“I don’t know anymore. There was a time when I would have sworn she’d die to keep our secret, but I’m not so sure anymore.”
“Would you mind getting me a drink, Max?” asked Tess. “I’m really thirsty all of a sudden.”
“Sure thing,” Max answered. He got up off of his bed and walked out to the kitchen.
As soon as he was out of sight, Tess jumped up off the bed and began to pace around the room.
This may work to my advantage, she thought to herself. If Max is worried about Liz, and is beginning to doubt her, I may be able to swing him over to my side. I’ll still have to do something about that brat she’s carrying. I’m not going to leave any part of Max here. He’s so frigging loyal, that he’d try and find a way to come back for the kid. I can’t let that happen. But I’ll deal with that later. Right now, I need to really focus on Max. I’m glad I figured out about those rings. I had forgotten about the platinum. I don’t know how they figured it out. But it doesn’t matter now. I just made duplicates of their stupid jewelry, and poof, no more platinum.
“I hope iced tea is okay?” Max asked. He carried a tray loaded down with two glasses filled with ice, and a pitcher of iced tea, as well as some chips.
“Thanks Max, that’s really great,” said Tess. “Do you have any…?”
“Tabasco Sauce,” said Max, pulling a bottle out of his pocket with a smile. “Right here.” He passed the bottle of Tabasco to Tess, and sat down on the floor, his back against the bed. Tess lay on the bed behind him and began to play with his hair while she talked.
“Max, let’s just forget about Liz for a while. Let’s just go out, you and me and I don’t know, enjoy life. Alex wouldn’t want us to sit around mourning him.”
“Okay,” said Max. “We’ll go. Do you want to head out now?”
“No,” said Tess, decisively. “Tonight, after it gets dark. But I do have some ideas about what we can to until then,” she added seductively.
Max tried not to panic, but with neither Ava nor Alex around, there was nobody to mind warp Tess into thinking they were fooling around. Thinking fast, Max moved forward and turned to face Tess.
“I was hoping we could try some of your memory retrieval things again. I really think we’re close to a breakthrough, and I really want to remember the life we shared together on Antar.”
“Oh, Max,” said Tess, her eyes misty. “That’s beautiful. Of course we’ll work on that for a while.”
“Great,” said Max, trying to hid his sigh of relief. “And after that, I’ll take you out to eat, and then we can go on your grand adventure.”
“Max you are so romantic,” Tess said, as she climbed off the bed. She settled on the floor next to him, and they began to work on the memory retrieval.
Several hours later, Max groaned in frustration. “Let’s stop for a while, Tess. I don’t feel like we’re getting anywhere. Besides, we need to talk.”
“About?” questioned Tess.
“Us, you, me, I don’t know,” said Max, his voice filled with frustration.
“I know,” agreed Tess. With what happened to Alex, I can understand putting the subject on hold. I couldn’t deal with it either. But now, I just - - I can’t help wondering where we are.”
“Right. Right. You and me together, it scares me. Right or wrong, I feel like if I follow that road, I can never go back.”
“You’re scared to go home,” Tess said softly.
“What is home? Is home really up there. I just feel like this whole idea about where we come from, and I want to believe it. I want to understand it more and more, but it just feels like this dream…this, this dream that I can never really quite touch or see or…feel. And Earth just seems so much more…real.”
“I have an idea, Max,” said Tess. “I’ll show you tonight. Instead of going out, I have something to show you. I think you’ll like it a lot.”
That night, Max followed Tess’ directions, and drove them to an observatory outside of town.
“I think you’ll like this,” said Tess, pointing to the telescope. Max leaned down and looked into the eyepiece.
“Do you see that star, the way it wobbles?”
“Is that our planet?” asked Max, his voice filled with awe.
“No, answered Tess. “That’s Barnard’s Star. Our world is out there, Max. It’s not close, and sometimes it seems like a dream to me, too, but it’s real, and I know you know that, too. That’s reality, Max. This…this is the dream.”
“If that’s the truth, when do we wake up?” asked Max
“That’s up to you,” Tess said softly. She pressed her lips against his cheek. “Whatever you decide Max, for me, it will always be you.” She slid her lips across his cheek and pressed her lips to his. Using her tongue, she forced his lips open, and began to kiss him passionately.
Max kissed her back, forcing back his revulsion as her tongue found it’s way into his mouth.
Oh, God, he thought to himself. How am I going to get out of this?
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Sixty-Four The Beginning of the End
Author’s Note: Some of the dialogue was taken directly from Gretchen J. Berg and Aaron Harberts’ Baby it’s You.
Sunlight filled Max Evans’ bedroom, and cast a warm pool of light on the bed where Tess and Max were relaxing on Max’s bed.
“Max, lets go do something tonight,” said Tess. “I want to go have some fun.”
“Tess, not now, I don’t have time,” Max replied. “Liz is still on the warpath. She is insisting that Alex’s death wasn’t a suicide. I want to believe her, but the evidence is pointing in a different direction.”
“Can’t we just forget about Liz for a while, and go and enjoy ourselves?” whined Tess.
“I wish it were that simple, Tess,” Max said touching her hair gently. “She’s decided that his death is alien related, and she won’t let it go. I’m afraid of what she might do, or say. We could all be in danger.”
“Do you really think she’d betray us?” queried Tess.
“I don’t know anymore. There was a time when I would have sworn she’d die to keep our secret, but I’m not so sure anymore.”
“Would you mind getting me a drink, Max?” asked Tess. “I’m really thirsty all of a sudden.”
“Sure thing,” Max answered. He got up off of his bed and walked out to the kitchen.
As soon as he was out of sight, Tess jumped up off the bed and began to pace around the room.
This may work to my advantage, she thought to herself. If Max is worried about Liz, and is beginning to doubt her, I may be able to swing him over to my side. I’ll still have to do something about that brat she’s carrying. I’m not going to leave any part of Max here. He’s so frigging loyal, that he’d try and find a way to come back for the kid. I can’t let that happen. But I’ll deal with that later. Right now, I need to really focus on Max. I’m glad I figured out about those rings. I had forgotten about the platinum. I don’t know how they figured it out. But it doesn’t matter now. I just made duplicates of their stupid jewelry, and poof, no more platinum.
“I hope iced tea is okay?” Max asked. He carried a tray loaded down with two glasses filled with ice, and a pitcher of iced tea, as well as some chips.
“Thanks Max, that’s really great,” said Tess. “Do you have any…?”
“Tabasco Sauce,” said Max, pulling a bottle out of his pocket with a smile. “Right here.” He passed the bottle of Tabasco to Tess, and sat down on the floor, his back against the bed. Tess lay on the bed behind him and began to play with his hair while she talked.
“Max, let’s just forget about Liz for a while. Let’s just go out, you and me and I don’t know, enjoy life. Alex wouldn’t want us to sit around mourning him.”
“Okay,” said Max. “We’ll go. Do you want to head out now?”
“No,” said Tess, decisively. “Tonight, after it gets dark. But I do have some ideas about what we can to until then,” she added seductively.
Max tried not to panic, but with neither Ava nor Alex around, there was nobody to mind warp Tess into thinking they were fooling around. Thinking fast, Max moved forward and turned to face Tess.
“I was hoping we could try some of your memory retrieval things again. I really think we’re close to a breakthrough, and I really want to remember the life we shared together on Antar.”
“Oh, Max,” said Tess, her eyes misty. “That’s beautiful. Of course we’ll work on that for a while.”
“Great,” said Max, trying to hid his sigh of relief. “And after that, I’ll take you out to eat, and then we can go on your grand adventure.”
“Max you are so romantic,” Tess said, as she climbed off the bed. She settled on the floor next to him, and they began to work on the memory retrieval.
Several hours later, Max groaned in frustration. “Let’s stop for a while, Tess. I don’t feel like we’re getting anywhere. Besides, we need to talk.”
“About?” questioned Tess.
“Us, you, me, I don’t know,” said Max, his voice filled with frustration.
“I know,” agreed Tess. With what happened to Alex, I can understand putting the subject on hold. I couldn’t deal with it either. But now, I just - - I can’t help wondering where we are.”
“Right. Right. You and me together, it scares me. Right or wrong, I feel like if I follow that road, I can never go back.”
“You’re scared to go home,” Tess said softly.
“What is home? Is home really up there. I just feel like this whole idea about where we come from, and I want to believe it. I want to understand it more and more, but it just feels like this dream…this, this dream that I can never really quite touch or see or…feel. And Earth just seems so much more…real.”
“I have an idea, Max,” said Tess. “I’ll show you tonight. Instead of going out, I have something to show you. I think you’ll like it a lot.”
That night, Max followed Tess’ directions, and drove them to an observatory outside of town.
“I think you’ll like this,” said Tess, pointing to the telescope. Max leaned down and looked into the eyepiece.
“Do you see that star, the way it wobbles?”
“Is that our planet?” asked Max, his voice filled with awe.
“No, answered Tess. “That’s Barnard’s Star. Our world is out there, Max. It’s not close, and sometimes it seems like a dream to me, too, but it’s real, and I know you know that, too. That’s reality, Max. This…this is the dream.”
“If that’s the truth, when do we wake up?” asked Max
“That’s up to you,” Tess said softly. She pressed her lips against his cheek. “Whatever you decide Max, for me, it will always be you.” She slid her lips across his cheek and pressed her lips to his. Using her tongue, she forced his lips open, and began to kiss him passionately.
Max kissed her back, forcing back his revulsion as her tongue found it’s way into his mouth.
Oh, God, he thought to himself. How am I going to get out of this?
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Chapter 65 ~ Eeeewwww, Ick! ~ added 5/6/04
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.
Author’s Note: Some of the dialogue is taken directly from It’s Too Late and It’s Too Bad, (Gretchen J. Berg and Aaron Harberts) and Baby It’s You, (Lisa Klink). Yes, I know they were horrible episodes, but the dialogue suits this chapter.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Sixty – Five Ewwwwww, Ick!
Tess heard Max groan with passion, and the sound aroused her even further. She slid her hand down his chest until it came in contact with his belt buckle. The buckle came undone beneath her nimble fingers, and she deftly unsnapped his jeans and pulled his zipper down. Sliding her hand inside, she shivered with anticipation when her hand came in contact with his rock hard erection.
“Oh, God, Max, I want you so bad,” she moaned against his lips.
“Tess,” he whispered back. “Oh Tess.” He savagely tugged her shirt away from her body. He gently lowered her to the floor, and covered her body with his. Their bodies joined together as if the were created to be that way for eternity. Tess felt his moment of climax, as he filled her body with his warm seed.
After, they lay quietly together, with her head resting on his chest. Tess felt a stirring in her body, almost an awakening of sorts. She smiled a feral smile. She knew what that feeling was. It was her body and Max’s, joining together to create new life.
“My whole life, I’ve wanted to be this person, this normal person. Human. My whole life I’ve been thinking that this alien side of me was this bad thing. This thing that made me a freak. This monster. I realize that I haven’t just been hiding from the government and the law all this time. I’ve been hiding from myself. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. I thought I knew but I don’t. I’ve lost everyone.
“I’ll be here for eternity,” Tess whispered. “Nothing will ever separate us now, Max.” Max said nothing; he only held her closer and kissed her softly. She moved in closer to him, and drifted off to sleep.
Max waited until she was deeply asleep, and then pulled away from Tess, careful not to disturb her slumber. He walked softly across the floor of the observatory, and climbed the ladder to the walkway that encircled the telescope.
“You got here just in time,” he whispered. “I didn’t know what I was going to do. There was no way in hell I was going to go through with it.”
“We’re sorry, Max,” Ava whispered. “Kyle’s car broke down on the way out here. We got here as quick as we could. I am so, so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Max said. “It’s over with. What did you make her think she saw, anyhow? She was looking pretty damn happy over there.”
Ava giggled softly, while Kyle gave Max a knowing smirk. “Well, the two of you had mad passionate sex. In fact, you practically ripped her shirt right off of her,” Ava said.
“That was my idea,” proclaimed Kyle, proudly.
“That so doesn’t surprise me,” said Max. “So, we had sex, we’ve done that before, at least in her mind.”
“Yeah, but this time, she’s pregnant,” said Ava.
“WHAT!” Max roared.
“Quiet you idiot, you’ll wake her,” whispered Kyle. “She’s not really pregnant you idiot. She only thinks she is.”
“Why?” Max asked weakly. “Did you make her think that?”
“Simple,” said Ava. “If she is on to us, Liz and the baby are in the most danger. If we give her a baby of her own, maybe she’ll back off and leave Liz alone.”
“Oh, that’s actually a good idea,” he admitted.
“What, you think you’re the only one with the market on good ideas?” snapped Kyle. “We Earthlings have brains too.”
“I’m sorry Kyle, I’m being a jerk, I know,” said Max. “I’m still just a little freaked at having to even kiss her. I tried stalling as long as I could, but she just about attacked me. I was never so happy to see anyone as I was when I saw you and Ava up on the catwalk.”
“Yeah, I guess being near her is enough to freak out the most enlightened of us,” said Kyle.
“What else do you have planned,” asked Max. “How am I going to get out of here?”
“Well, about that,” Kyle said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Max, old buddy, I’m afraid you’re going to have to have a morning after. Ava and I are going to get out of here, and a few hours before dawn, you are going to try and sneak Tess back into the house. My Dad will be lying in wait, and behave like the typical angry parent whose daughter has been out all night with her boyfriend.”
“Why?” Max asked weakly. The thought of an angry sheriff, even a pretend angry sheriff, made him feel nauseous.
“It will make it seem all the more real in her mind,” said Ava. “If it really happened, and Sheriff Valenti found out, he’d freak.”
“That’s good thinking,” said Max, looking at her with new respect. “Ava, if it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t be able to pull any of this off. Thank you so much.” He leaned over and hugged her. “I don’t know who is luckier,” he said. “Michael for having you as a sister, or Kyle for having you for his wife. You’re the best.”
“Thanks Max,” Ava said, blushing. “That’s probably the nicest thing anybody’s ever said to me.
“It’s weird,” Max continued. “Hugging you is nothing like hugging Tess. When I held her in my arms, it was like I was being enveloped in a dark cloud. You are the total antithesis of that. You are sunshine and light.”
“You nailed it right there,” said Kyle. “I noticed those differences a long time ago. “Those doubles of yours, their not duplicates. They’re like the negative image of you. All of your positive characteristics are blacked out in them.”
“I wonder if we’ll ever really understand why the other faction wanted us to be so evil?” pondered Max.
“One mystery at a time,” said Kyle. “Let’s deal with what we have in front of us, then we can contemplate the mysteries of life both here and on Antar.”
“We’d better go,” said Ava softly. “It’s starting to get light, and we need time to get me back to Michael’s before Max and Tess show up at your house.”
Max watched as his friends drove out of site, then he slid down on the floor beside Tess. The movement disturbed her, and she opened her eyes and looked at Max, sleepily.
“Hey,” she whispered to Max, touching his face with her hand.
“Hey,” said Max. Tess smiled at him and drifted off to sleep again. Max waited about an hour, and then woke her again.
“We need to head back,” he said.
“Okay,” Tess answered. The two straightened their clothing, and drove back to the Valenti house. The car was filled with a strained silence. At the Valenti house, the two sneak in quietly, and Max looked over to the sofa where Kyle was feigning sleep.
“So, I guess I’ll see you at school,” said Tess.
“Yeah,” answered Max, trying to muster some enthusiasm for the thought. He catches Kyle glaring at him and making kissing motions, so he leans down and kisses Tess briefly.
“Is everything okay?” Tess asks, puzzled by the brevity of the kiss.
“Yeah…yeah great,” answers Max
“Where the hell have you…?” shouted Jim Valenti, walking into the room “Max! Tess, go to you’re room!”
“Yes, sir,” she said and quickly exited the room.
“Sheriff,” began Max.
“Go home, Max. We’ll talk about this later.”
“Right,” said Max. He gave Jim a pointed look and motioned to the door.
“As a matter of fact, I think I escort you to your car,” continued Jim. “Just so I can be certain you do actually leave.”
“Sheriff, look, I’m sorry,” said Max.
“Save it, Evans. I said we’ll talk about this later.” Jim pushed Max out the door, and slammed it behind them.
“Did it work?” Jim asked.
“I think so,” said Max. “Ava did a fantastic job. She thinks we’re together, and that she’s pregnant.”
“I can’t say I like all of this,” said Jim. “And I’m still having a hard time accepting that Tess would go to these lengths.”
“She’s evil, Sheriff,” said Max. And she’ll stop at nothing to get her way.
“Watch out,” said Jim, as Max climbed into his Jeep.
Max started the Jeep and sped off down the road raising a cloud of dust.
“I don’t know what I want more,” he said to the empty Jeep. “A shower, or a hug from Liz.”
Author’s Note: Some of the dialogue is taken directly from It’s Too Late and It’s Too Bad, (Gretchen J. Berg and Aaron Harberts) and Baby It’s You, (Lisa Klink). Yes, I know they were horrible episodes, but the dialogue suits this chapter.
Rating: PG-13 – possibly to R
Chapter Sixty – Five Ewwwwww, Ick!
Tess heard Max groan with passion, and the sound aroused her even further. She slid her hand down his chest until it came in contact with his belt buckle. The buckle came undone beneath her nimble fingers, and she deftly unsnapped his jeans and pulled his zipper down. Sliding her hand inside, she shivered with anticipation when her hand came in contact with his rock hard erection.
“Oh, God, Max, I want you so bad,” she moaned against his lips.
“Tess,” he whispered back. “Oh Tess.” He savagely tugged her shirt away from her body. He gently lowered her to the floor, and covered her body with his. Their bodies joined together as if the were created to be that way for eternity. Tess felt his moment of climax, as he filled her body with his warm seed.
After, they lay quietly together, with her head resting on his chest. Tess felt a stirring in her body, almost an awakening of sorts. She smiled a feral smile. She knew what that feeling was. It was her body and Max’s, joining together to create new life.
“My whole life, I’ve wanted to be this person, this normal person. Human. My whole life I’ve been thinking that this alien side of me was this bad thing. This thing that made me a freak. This monster. I realize that I haven’t just been hiding from the government and the law all this time. I’ve been hiding from myself. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. I thought I knew but I don’t. I’ve lost everyone.
“I’ll be here for eternity,” Tess whispered. “Nothing will ever separate us now, Max.” Max said nothing; he only held her closer and kissed her softly. She moved in closer to him, and drifted off to sleep.
Max waited until she was deeply asleep, and then pulled away from Tess, careful not to disturb her slumber. He walked softly across the floor of the observatory, and climbed the ladder to the walkway that encircled the telescope.
“You got here just in time,” he whispered. “I didn’t know what I was going to do. There was no way in hell I was going to go through with it.”
“We’re sorry, Max,” Ava whispered. “Kyle’s car broke down on the way out here. We got here as quick as we could. I am so, so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Max said. “It’s over with. What did you make her think she saw, anyhow? She was looking pretty damn happy over there.”
Ava giggled softly, while Kyle gave Max a knowing smirk. “Well, the two of you had mad passionate sex. In fact, you practically ripped her shirt right off of her,” Ava said.
“That was my idea,” proclaimed Kyle, proudly.
“That so doesn’t surprise me,” said Max. “So, we had sex, we’ve done that before, at least in her mind.”
“Yeah, but this time, she’s pregnant,” said Ava.
“WHAT!” Max roared.
“Quiet you idiot, you’ll wake her,” whispered Kyle. “She’s not really pregnant you idiot. She only thinks she is.”
“Why?” Max asked weakly. “Did you make her think that?”
“Simple,” said Ava. “If she is on to us, Liz and the baby are in the most danger. If we give her a baby of her own, maybe she’ll back off and leave Liz alone.”
“Oh, that’s actually a good idea,” he admitted.
“What, you think you’re the only one with the market on good ideas?” snapped Kyle. “We Earthlings have brains too.”
“I’m sorry Kyle, I’m being a jerk, I know,” said Max. “I’m still just a little freaked at having to even kiss her. I tried stalling as long as I could, but she just about attacked me. I was never so happy to see anyone as I was when I saw you and Ava up on the catwalk.”
“Yeah, I guess being near her is enough to freak out the most enlightened of us,” said Kyle.
“What else do you have planned,” asked Max. “How am I going to get out of here?”
“Well, about that,” Kyle said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Max, old buddy, I’m afraid you’re going to have to have a morning after. Ava and I are going to get out of here, and a few hours before dawn, you are going to try and sneak Tess back into the house. My Dad will be lying in wait, and behave like the typical angry parent whose daughter has been out all night with her boyfriend.”
“Why?” Max asked weakly. The thought of an angry sheriff, even a pretend angry sheriff, made him feel nauseous.
“It will make it seem all the more real in her mind,” said Ava. “If it really happened, and Sheriff Valenti found out, he’d freak.”
“That’s good thinking,” said Max, looking at her with new respect. “Ava, if it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t be able to pull any of this off. Thank you so much.” He leaned over and hugged her. “I don’t know who is luckier,” he said. “Michael for having you as a sister, or Kyle for having you for his wife. You’re the best.”
“Thanks Max,” Ava said, blushing. “That’s probably the nicest thing anybody’s ever said to me.
“It’s weird,” Max continued. “Hugging you is nothing like hugging Tess. When I held her in my arms, it was like I was being enveloped in a dark cloud. You are the total antithesis of that. You are sunshine and light.”
“You nailed it right there,” said Kyle. “I noticed those differences a long time ago. “Those doubles of yours, their not duplicates. They’re like the negative image of you. All of your positive characteristics are blacked out in them.”
“I wonder if we’ll ever really understand why the other faction wanted us to be so evil?” pondered Max.
“One mystery at a time,” said Kyle. “Let’s deal with what we have in front of us, then we can contemplate the mysteries of life both here and on Antar.”
“We’d better go,” said Ava softly. “It’s starting to get light, and we need time to get me back to Michael’s before Max and Tess show up at your house.”
Max watched as his friends drove out of site, then he slid down on the floor beside Tess. The movement disturbed her, and she opened her eyes and looked at Max, sleepily.
“Hey,” she whispered to Max, touching his face with her hand.
“Hey,” said Max. Tess smiled at him and drifted off to sleep again. Max waited about an hour, and then woke her again.
“We need to head back,” he said.
“Okay,” Tess answered. The two straightened their clothing, and drove back to the Valenti house. The car was filled with a strained silence. At the Valenti house, the two sneak in quietly, and Max looked over to the sofa where Kyle was feigning sleep.
“So, I guess I’ll see you at school,” said Tess.
“Yeah,” answered Max, trying to muster some enthusiasm for the thought. He catches Kyle glaring at him and making kissing motions, so he leans down and kisses Tess briefly.
“Is everything okay?” Tess asks, puzzled by the brevity of the kiss.
“Yeah…yeah great,” answers Max
“Where the hell have you…?” shouted Jim Valenti, walking into the room “Max! Tess, go to you’re room!”
“Yes, sir,” she said and quickly exited the room.
“Sheriff,” began Max.
“Go home, Max. We’ll talk about this later.”
“Right,” said Max. He gave Jim a pointed look and motioned to the door.
“As a matter of fact, I think I escort you to your car,” continued Jim. “Just so I can be certain you do actually leave.”
“Sheriff, look, I’m sorry,” said Max.
“Save it, Evans. I said we’ll talk about this later.” Jim pushed Max out the door, and slammed it behind them.
“Did it work?” Jim asked.
“I think so,” said Max. “Ava did a fantastic job. She thinks we’re together, and that she’s pregnant.”
“I can’t say I like all of this,” said Jim. “And I’m still having a hard time accepting that Tess would go to these lengths.”
“She’s evil, Sheriff,” said Max. And she’ll stop at nothing to get her way.
“Watch out,” said Jim, as Max climbed into his Jeep.
Max started the Jeep and sped off down the road raising a cloud of dust.
“I don’t know what I want more,” he said to the empty Jeep. “A shower, or a hug from Liz.”