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Chapter 4
5 Years later
“Are you kids all packed?” Diane Evans asked her children.
“Well, Max and I are all packed. I can’t say the same about
someone.” Isabel glared at Michael.
“Snitches get stitches Isabel.” Michael said narrowing his eyes at her.
“Don’t threaten your sister Michael.” Phillip’s voice came from behind his newspaper.
“Why aren’t you packed honey? Do you need me to help?”
“Yeah, mom Michael needs you to fold his underwear for him.” Max snickered.
“Oh, here we go,” Isabel rolled her eyes. “Mom, Michael’s twenty one years old you need to stop babying him.”
“I don’t baby him,” Diane smiled at Michael. “Right, sweetheart?”
Michael shook his head and smiled innocently at his mother. “No, mom.”
A cough that sounded suspiciously like ‘momma’s boy’ came from the end of the table. Michael sent a low energy blast towards Max tipping his glass of cherry coke over and spilling it all over the table and his pants.
“Real mature Michael.” Max said angrily. He waved his hand over the table and his pants cleaning up the spill.
“Don’t blast your brother Michael.” Phillip’s voice came again from behind his newspaper.
“How can you possible live alone, you’re my babies.” Diane said on the verge of tears.
An audible sigh could be heard from all three kids.
“We have to do this mom. We have to see if there's anything about where we really come from.” Isabel said reaching over the grab her mom’s hand.
“I know I just-promise me no matter what happens you won’t forget us okay?”
“Mom, you guys are our parents. We could never forget you. Besides we’re coming back for Christmas and that’s only a few months away.” Max smiled reassuringly.
“Yeah, I can’t wait to get my Play Station 4 for Christmas.” Michael said grinning.
“How do you know that’s what you’re getting?” Isabel raised her eyebrow.
“Cause that’s what I want.” Michael shrugged.
“Why don’t you go finish packing Michael. Our flight to Roswell is first thing in the morning.” Max said his tone commanding.
Michael sighed knowing when Max used that voice he listened. “Fine.”
~~~
“You know…I think you subconsciously bought this jeep knowing we’d come back to Roswell someday. It never really fit in Connecticut.” Isabel commented.
Max shrugged. “Maybe.”
“When do you start working at that law firm?” Michael asked.
“In two weeks. At least two months of our rent is paid for.” Max answered.
“Yeah, but Michael and I need jobs. You can’t afford the rent alone.” Isabel said frowning.
“Well you’ve got two months.” Max said pulling into their new apartment.
Isabel picked up her handbag and got out of the car leaving all their suitcases behind. Michael and Max stared at her before shaking their heads and picking up as many suitcases they could carry.
Ten minutes later Max and Michael threw themselves on the leather couch in the living room tired after bringing in Isabel’s ten bags.
Isabel strolled out one of the rooms. “Guy’s we have to buy food and some other things.”
“I’m not cooking. My arms are gonna fall off. What the hell did you put in those suitcases rocks?” Michael complained.
Isabel rolled her eyes. “Fine I’ll go to the supermarket.”
Isabel grabbed Max’s car keys and left in a huff.
“You know after she comes back we’re gonna have to go back to the supermarket and buy
actual food.” Michael said once the door closed behind Isabel.
“Yup.” Max answered.
~~~
Maria walked into Liz and her apartment knowing she’d find Liz curled up in her bed most likely in tears. She always did this on June 30, the day Faith was born. Maria walked slowly towards Liz’s room and surely there she was curled up in her bed her pillow soaked in tears.
Sighing she walked over to her and sat on the bed. “You okay chica?”
Liz sniffled but nodded her head.
“You need to stop doing this to yourself Liz.” Maria said sympathetically.
“I know it’s just…I can’t stop picturing her in that little incubator fighting for her life all because of me. Those months she spent in there killed me.”
“I know Liz. It hurt us all to see her like that but she’s okay. She pulled through it and now my beautiful little niece is turning five today,” Maria looked around. “Where is she by the way?”
As if on cue Kyle came through the door carrying Faith in his arms. “Momma! Aunty Ria!”
“Hi sweetie.” Maria grinned.
Liz smiled when her daughter tried to wriggle out of Kyle’s grasp. Faith was still so tiny for her age that most people confused her for a three year old. Especially since her speech level was still underdeveloped. Liz didn’t know how she ever thought she’d hate this beautiful little girl. Her hazel eyes and curly brown hair made her look like an angel. She was glad every one said she looked just like her mother.
“Okay, okay.” Kyle surrendered and put here on the floor.
Faith ran up to the bed and tried to lift herself onto it. Her little legs didn’t reach the top though and all Liz could see was the top of her head and her eyes. “Momma!” Faith reached her hand out to her mother her eyes going big as she struggled.
Liz smiled. “Aww. Come here munchkin.” She stood on her knees and lifted her daughter into her arms.
Faith smiled hugging her mother tightly. “Hi momma.”
“Hi baby. Did you have fun having a birthday breakfast with nana and poppy?”
Faith nodded. “Ah huh! Looky what I gots momma.” She lifted a small red leash in her hand.
Liz frowned not noticing it in her hand before. “A leash?” She raised an eyebrow at Kyle.
Kyle smiled sheepishly. “Um…”
“Kyle why would Jim and Nancy give my daughter a leash?”
“To go with her puppy.” Kyle mumbled but Liz heard him all the same.
“What!
Kyle!”
“I’m sorry okay. It’s just that last week we went to the pet shop and she really liked one of the puppies inside…”
“Oh my god.” Liz shook her head.
“What? I’m sorry but she gave me her cute little pout and those big eyes and…I’m weak!”
“Apparently.” Liz rolled her eyes. “Well, where is it?” she asked looking around as if the dog would suddenly become visible.
“We’re going to pick him up today. He just finished getting his shots.” Kyle grinned.
“Oh boy. All right we need to get ready for her party.” Liz said getting up from her bed with Faith in her arms.
“Yeah, dad’s almost done with everything downstairs. He closed the restaurant early and mom’s finishing the decorating.” Kyle said rubbing Faith’s back. “I’ll go downstairs and help.”
“Okay.” Liz said nodding.
“We havin a pawty momma?” Faith asked tugging on her mother’s soft hair.
“Yes munchkin. Today we’re having a party at the Crashdown!” Liz said excitedly. “Uncle Kyle, and Aunty Maria, and nanna and poppy are going to be there.”
“Yay!”
“Okay how about I give you a bath and get you pretty for your party, and you wait here with aunty Maria until mommy gets ready.”
“Kay.”
After a long wet bath with a lot of splashing Liz dressed Faith in a cute yellow sundress. She brushed her curly hair into two pigtails with yellow ribbons and put her white flowery sandals on.
“Aww, look at how cute the birthday girl is!” Maria smiled when Liz walked out to the living room.
Faith smiled brightly.
Liz left her with Maria and went to take a quick shower. Grabbing a long sleeved red shirt and white pants with red sandals Liz was dressed in record time. She didn’t bother with looking in the mirror. She hadn’t looked in the mirror in a little more than five years.
“Okay ready.” Liz said heading back outside.
Maria stood up holding Faith; she looked over at Liz frowning. “Why don’t you wear your hair up?”
Liz unconsciously covered her right cheek with her hand feeling the scar. She pushed her hair over her face covering the scar with her hair as usual.
“I like it down.” She said nonchalantly.
“Les go momma!” Faith said hopping up and down in Maria’s arms.
Liz smiled. “Okay let’s go.”
Taking her from Maria they all walked downstairs to the Crashdown. Liz still couldn’t believe she was co-owner of a restaurant with her best friend. Amy had given them the restaurant along with the apartment above it after they graduated college. They both went to a community college; Liz because she had Faith to take care of and Maria because she’d never leave Liz. The past few years were hard for her. She to this day still hasn’t had a good night’s sleep but Faith had helped heal her some. Taking care of her and loving her made Liz open up more towards Jim, Amy, Maria and Kyle. They were the parents and family she’d never had and they meant the world to her.
They don’t talk about that night but Liz new Jim hadn’t really given up. He was using all the evidence from that night to find out who did it and where he is now. Maria had kept her promise and stayed quiet but Liz got a fleeting feeling that it was because she felt guilty. Though Liz tried to tell her otherwise she knew Maria always blamed herself for what happened.
“Oh, look at you!” Amy said once they went through the door. “How’s my favorite little angel?”
Faith grinned. “Looky ma dress nanna!”
“Oh, I see. You look beautiful.”
“Tank you!” Maria put Faith down who ran straight towards Jim. Liz smiled. Faith always had a bond with Jim.
“Looky ma dress poppy!” Faith tugged on Jim’s pants.
Jim looked down from where he was setting up the table. He smiled wide. “Hey squirt. You look beautiful.”
Faith twirled around. “Tank you.”
Jim picked her up. “Look at all your presents.” He said pointing to the presents he set up on the table.
Faith’s eyes went wide at all the presents. “Pwesents? Fo me?”
“All for you honey.”
“Wow! Looky momma!” she said pointing at the presents.
“I saw munchkin.” Liz smiled.
Maria put on some music and they all laughed and talked having a good time. Liz noticed Kyle was missing but Jim said he’s gone out to pick something up. They pulled out a small cake with five candles spread out on the surface.
Faith gasped her eyes widening. “Cake!”
Everyone laughed at her excited face.
“All right!” Kyle said coming through the door with a giant box in his hand. “Uncle Kyle is here.”
Faith ran to him. “Hi unca Kal.”
“Hey shorty. Guess what I got.” Kyle said putting down the box at her feet. It towered over her.
“What?”
Kyle opened the box and two pair of furry paws lifted up to the edge of the box. Faith’s mouth opened in surprise. Kyle pulled out the golden retriever puppy that immediately jumped up to lick Faith’s face. She laughed loudly hugging the puppy to her.
“Looky momma!” Faith said smiling over at her mom.
“I see baby.”
“What are you going to call him?” Kyle asked petting the over excited pup.
Faith bit her lip thoughtfully. “Lanien!”
Kyle raised his eyebrows. “Lanien?”
Faith nodded. “Yup, Lanien. Like dat.” She pointed to a picture of an alien painted on the wall.
Understanding dawned on Kyle’s face. “Oh, Alien…well, it’s your puppy.”
Faith grinned. “Come on Lanien!” She ran towards her cake the puppy following on her heels.
“Momma cake!”
Smiling the all sang happy birthday and with the help of Maria Faith blew out all the candles. Amy cut them all pieces of cake and they all sat down enjoying Faith’s special day.
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that it's happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away
-Meredith (Grey's Anatomy)
