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xtremeroswelliaAuthor: X_tremeroswellian
Email: faithboscorelli1@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish they were mine...Oh, and any and all references to Mr. Raddish are my tribute to Kara and Emily, who created him and write a wonderful series of fics called "Roswell Elementary" that everyone should read.
Author's Note: I began writing this back in February, and it was based off a few early spoilers for the rest of the season that I read back then. After watching "Tess, Lies and Videotape," I realized that this story falls into place with that plot. Here's the rundown. Let's just say that in T,L and V, Max and Tess kissed but Max didn't get any visions. Liz still saw them kiss. Max went to Michael's apartment and he and Michael still fought but didn't end up finding a video camera, although for this story we'll say that Michael went ahead and kicked Max out of his apartment. Shortly afterwords, Max and Liz break up and Max starts dating Tess. This story picks up about two weeks after the M/L break up, and there is much tension among the six of them...
Spoilers: Up through Tess, Lies and Videotape, the rest is just my guess of what could have happened in the season finale, but didn't.
Dedication: To Sarah, Majik Karma, Mel, Linda and Abs for all the feedback! :)
Feedback: Please...and be critical if you feel the need...I can take it.
Special Thanks to: Majik Karma, who helped me work out the entire plot of this story by listening to me ramble on about it for three hours straight over the phone one night. :)
Other stuff: Oh, and as far as Liz and Alex's trip to California by train, Greenridge, New Mexico, to my knowledge doesn't exist, I have no idea if there *is* a train station in Tucson, Arizona, and since I've never been to California, any and all descriptions of it and the towns given in this fic are purely my imagination.
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen | Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty | Twenty-One | Twenty-two | Twenty Three | Twenty Four | Conclusion
"If you don't control your mind, someone else will."
-John Allston
You Were Meant For Me (Part 16)
"Can I get you a drink?" Alex offered as he stood in front of the soda machine at the Tucson train station. "Pepsi?"
Liz glanced up at him from her seat on the bench. "Actually, a pink lemonade sounds good."
He frowned. "Liz, you hate lemonade."
"I know. But for some reason, it sounds really good."
Alex shrugged and inserted some money into the machine. He grabbed the bottle of lemonade and the bottle of orange soda.
Liz took the bottle of lemonade from him and as Alex watched in amazement, she took a long drink of it with her eyes closed. He shook his head and glanced at his watch. It was almost five and their connecting train to California was going to begin boarding any minute.
Alex wondered if Michael had gotten his message yet. And he wondered if Isabel was doing better today.
"All boarding Engine 4 to Maples, California!"
Alex glanced at Liz and picked up his guitar case and duffel bag. "That's us."
She nodded, picked up her suitcase and followed him. "California, here we come."
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Maria felt Tess's eyes on her as she attempted to focus on the vegetarian lasagna on her plate. "This is delicious, Mrs. Evans."
Diane smiled at her. "Thank you, Maria."
Maria nodded and glanced over at Isabel, who was ghostly pale and had barely touched her dinner.
"May I be excused?" Isabel asked.
Diane exchanged a look with her husband. "Are you all right, honey?"
"I'm still not feeling well, Mom." Her eyes practically pleaded with her mother.
Diane glanced at Tess, who was watching Isabel carefully. "Yeah, go ahead, Izzy. You're excused."
Isabel all but fled from the room.
Maria swallowed hard and looked at Max, who'd been silent all evening. He was staring blankly at his plate, capturing lasagna noodles with his fork and stuffing each bite into his mouth, chewing slowly and then repeating the action.
Like a robot, Maria thought. She supressed a shudder as she took a long drink of water.
Her gaze travelled back to Tess, and for a second she could have sworn she saw the girl glaring at Diane Evans. Then Tess looked up and met Maria's eyes.
Maria quickly looked away. She had no idea how Tess had managed to brainwash Max and Isabel, but she'd damned if she would be victim #3. The thought sent another chill down her spine and suddenly she couldn't wait until dinner was over and she could leave. She needed to see Michael, to feel his arms around her, holding her, keeping her safe.
But she knew that none of them would be safe until she could get the FBI out of Roswell. But first she had to get proof that Tess was FBI. If she didn't, then it would be the end of everything...Max, Isabel, and eventually Michael would become the stars of some god-forsaken alien autopsy video, and then when they found out Liz was pregnant with Max's baby, God only knew what they'd do to her and the baby.
She wouldn't let that happen.
Maria steeled her nerves as she helped clean off the table.
Tess carried her plate to the sink and rinsed it.
Diane started to run some dishwater in the sink, but Maria touched her arm. "Mrs. Evans, you've been so nice to invite us to dinner. Let Tess and I clean up. It's the least we can do. Right, Tess?"
Tess smiled. "Of course."
"Well, I appreciate that. Thank you, girls." Diane and Phillip left the room.
Maria glanced at Max. "Why don't you go check on Iz and see if she's all right?"
Max blinked. "Iz?"
"Yeah, you know. Your sister Isabel. She wasn't feeling well, remember? What are you, Max, in some kind of trance?" Maria asked as she looked directly at Tess. The girl didn't even flinch.
"Max, go ahead and see if Isabel's okay," Tess agreed, meeting his eyes.
"Yeah, okay." He wandered out of the kitchen and up the stairs, leaving Maria and Tess alone.
Tess looked at Maria. "I have the feeling you've been wanting to say something to me all evening."
Maria met her eyes this time. "Why do you say that?"
"Because you kept staring at me during dinner."
Maria smiled. "Very perceptive, aren't you?"
"Very," Tess agreed.
"Actually, I was wondering something. Is your hair naturally curly?"
For a second, Tess looked confused. "Yes."
"Okay." Maria turned to the sink and began washing the dishes. She could feel Tess staring at her, and the suspicion she held. "I'm worried about Isabel."
"Why?"
"She's just...been acting strange for the past few days. Not like herself at all. More like a stranger."
"Well, we're all strangers now aren't we?"
Maria moved so she could look into Tess's eyes. "How true. But some people are more strange than others. Don't you agree?" Maria noticed a flicker of worry pass her eyes. "But sometimes people find out who those strangers really are. And sometimes those strangers just disappear and are never seen or heard from again."
Tess took a small step away from her.
Maria smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Not that we know anyone like that. Right, Tess?" She turned back to the sink.
Tess never said another word all night.
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Sheriff Valenti slouched in the seat of his car and watched as Max Evans and the new girl Tess stepped onto the front porch of Max's house.
He couldn't hear what was being said, but she was the one talking. A moment later, Max bent down to kiss her. Then she turned, walked down the drive, and climbed into her car.
Valenti waited until she was halfway down the road and Max had gone back inside before starting his car and following her.
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Kyle Valenti was bored. He'd been sitting outside Michael Guerin's apartment for the past three hours and the guy hadn't come out once.
What the hell was going on anyway?
Liz and Alex hadn't been at school that day, and neither had Isabel Evans... And when he'd tried calling Liz's house, there was no answer. There was no answer at Alex's house either. And Liz and Alex were two of the only students in the entire sophomore class who rarely missed school.
He hadn't tried calling the Evans' house. What would he say? "Hi, I was calling to see if Isabel needed the notes from history, and oh, yeah. You wouldn't happen to know where my ex-girlfriend is, would you?"
Yeah, right.
Kyle knew Liz was having difficulty dealing with seeing Max and Tess together. And now with Maria befriending the girl, too...He might not have liked Alex while he was growing up, but he was glad Liz had him for support.
But still.
Seeing Liz and Alex in one place, and Maria ignoring them was really strange. Liz, Maria, and Alex had always been the Three Muskateers, ever since Mr. Raddish's class in the fifth grade.
It was as strange as seeing Max, Isabel and Michael separated.
For awhile it was like the six of them had become one big group, with all of them paired off. Liz and Max, Alex and Isabel, Michael and Maria.
"And speaking of Maria," he muttered as he watched her climb out of her red jetta and run up the stairs to Michael's apartment building.
Now why would they pretend to hate one another at school when every night Michael would go to Maria's house or she would go to his?
It didn't make any sense.
But Kyle was going to figure it out. Even if it was the last thing he did.
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As soon as he opened the door, Michael pulled her inside his apartment and kissed her.
When the kiss ended, Maria stared up at him in surprise. "I've been wanting to do that all day," he admitted.
Maria smiled, then she closed the door and locked it. "I just came from dinner with the Evans' and Tess."
He stared at her. "Why didn't you tell me you were going to do that?"
"I couldn't. It was a last minute thing."
"How am I supposed to protect you if you don't tell me what's going on?" he asked, anger edging into his voice.
While part of her was touched by his concern, the other part was annoyed. "Look, buddy, I'm trying to protect all of you, all right?"
Michael turned away from her. "Dammit, Maria! You put yourself in danger!"
She sighed, counted to ten, and managed to keep her voice calm. "Michael, I was safe, okay? Max and Isabel's parents were there. Everything was fine."
He closed his eyes, remembering the dream he'd had about Maria dying. He spun around and to her surprise, he pulled her into his arms. "I don't want anything to happen to you!" he said fiercely.
Maria softened and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I know."
He kissed the top of her head. "So what happened?"
She described everything that had happened--from the way Isabel had acted--to the conversation she'd had with Tess in the kitchen.
"So she was nervous?" Michael leaned his hands on the counter and stared at the floor.
"She was very nervous." Maria looked at the phone. "Michael, you have a message on your machine."
He turned to look at it. "I keep forgetting to check the damn thing." He hit play and the tape rewound.
"Michael, it's Alex."
Michael and Maria exchanged a frown.
"Liz and I are going out of town for a couple of days. We'll be at Liz's grandmother's vacation house. It's a long story, but I wanted to let someone know what was going on in case--" There was a brief pause. "Just in case."
Maria's eyes were wide. "Why would they go to California?"
His frown deepened. "I don't know. But maybe it's a good thing."
"A good thing?"
"Yeah. That's two less people in danger. And with any luck, we'll have Tess out of Roswell before they come back."
"Aren't you worried at all?"
Michael shrugged. "The farther they are from the FBI spies here, the better. And Alex will watch after Liz. He won't let anything happen to her. Then things can go back to normal."
Maria raised an eyebrow. "You mean besides the fact that Liz is pregnant with Max's baby and we have no idea how that will effect her or the child?"
"One problem at a time, Maria. We get rid of Tess first. Then we'll figure out how to handle the whole pregnancy thing."
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Alex held open the door of the taxi and reached down to help Liz out. She took his hand and climbed out of the car. He handed the driver some money and grabbed their things out of the trunk, and watched as the cab drove away.
It was 10 p.m. and the sky was filled with beautiful twinkling stars. Alex turned to see Liz staring up the drive of her grandmother's vacation house on the beach. He stood beside her. "Liz?"
She didn't look at him, just leaned down and picked up her suitcase. "Let's go."
Alex took a deep breath and followed her up the path. Whatever they found here, he hoped it was good.
They could use some good news for a change.
Email: faithboscorelli1@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish they were mine...Oh, and any and all references to Mr. Raddish are my tribute to Kara and Emily, who created him and write a wonderful series of fics called "Roswell Elementary" that everyone should read.
Author's Note: I began writing this back in February, and it was based off a few early spoilers for the rest of the season that I read back then. After watching "Tess, Lies and Videotape," I realized that this story falls into place with that plot. Here's the rundown. Let's just say that in T,L and V, Max and Tess kissed but Max didn't get any visions. Liz still saw them kiss. Max went to Michael's apartment and he and Michael still fought but didn't end up finding a video camera, although for this story we'll say that Michael went ahead and kicked Max out of his apartment. Shortly afterwords, Max and Liz break up and Max starts dating Tess. This story picks up about two weeks after the M/L break up, and there is much tension among the six of them...
Spoilers: Up through Tess, Lies and Videotape, the rest is just my guess of what could have happened in the season finale, but didn't.
Dedication: To Sarah, Majik Karma, Mel, Linda and Abs for all the feedback! :)
Feedback: Please...and be critical if you feel the need...I can take it.
Special Thanks to: Majik Karma, who helped me work out the entire plot of this story by listening to me ramble on about it for three hours straight over the phone one night. :)
Other stuff: Oh, and as far as Liz and Alex's trip to California by train, Greenridge, New Mexico, to my knowledge doesn't exist, I have no idea if there *is* a train station in Tucson, Arizona, and since I've never been to California, any and all descriptions of it and the towns given in this fic are purely my imagination.
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen | Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty | Twenty-One | Twenty-two | Twenty Three | Twenty Four | Conclusion
"If you don't control your mind, someone else will."
-John Allston
You Were Meant For Me (Part 16)
"Can I get you a drink?" Alex offered as he stood in front of the soda machine at the Tucson train station. "Pepsi?"
Liz glanced up at him from her seat on the bench. "Actually, a pink lemonade sounds good."
He frowned. "Liz, you hate lemonade."
"I know. But for some reason, it sounds really good."
Alex shrugged and inserted some money into the machine. He grabbed the bottle of lemonade and the bottle of orange soda.
Liz took the bottle of lemonade from him and as Alex watched in amazement, she took a long drink of it with her eyes closed. He shook his head and glanced at his watch. It was almost five and their connecting train to California was going to begin boarding any minute.
Alex wondered if Michael had gotten his message yet. And he wondered if Isabel was doing better today.
"All boarding Engine 4 to Maples, California!"
Alex glanced at Liz and picked up his guitar case and duffel bag. "That's us."
She nodded, picked up her suitcase and followed him. "California, here we come."
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Maria felt Tess's eyes on her as she attempted to focus on the vegetarian lasagna on her plate. "This is delicious, Mrs. Evans."
Diane smiled at her. "Thank you, Maria."
Maria nodded and glanced over at Isabel, who was ghostly pale and had barely touched her dinner.
"May I be excused?" Isabel asked.
Diane exchanged a look with her husband. "Are you all right, honey?"
"I'm still not feeling well, Mom." Her eyes practically pleaded with her mother.
Diane glanced at Tess, who was watching Isabel carefully. "Yeah, go ahead, Izzy. You're excused."
Isabel all but fled from the room.
Maria swallowed hard and looked at Max, who'd been silent all evening. He was staring blankly at his plate, capturing lasagna noodles with his fork and stuffing each bite into his mouth, chewing slowly and then repeating the action.
Like a robot, Maria thought. She supressed a shudder as she took a long drink of water.
Her gaze travelled back to Tess, and for a second she could have sworn she saw the girl glaring at Diane Evans. Then Tess looked up and met Maria's eyes.
Maria quickly looked away. She had no idea how Tess had managed to brainwash Max and Isabel, but she'd damned if she would be victim #3. The thought sent another chill down her spine and suddenly she couldn't wait until dinner was over and she could leave. She needed to see Michael, to feel his arms around her, holding her, keeping her safe.
But she knew that none of them would be safe until she could get the FBI out of Roswell. But first she had to get proof that Tess was FBI. If she didn't, then it would be the end of everything...Max, Isabel, and eventually Michael would become the stars of some god-forsaken alien autopsy video, and then when they found out Liz was pregnant with Max's baby, God only knew what they'd do to her and the baby.
She wouldn't let that happen.
Maria steeled her nerves as she helped clean off the table.
Tess carried her plate to the sink and rinsed it.
Diane started to run some dishwater in the sink, but Maria touched her arm. "Mrs. Evans, you've been so nice to invite us to dinner. Let Tess and I clean up. It's the least we can do. Right, Tess?"
Tess smiled. "Of course."
"Well, I appreciate that. Thank you, girls." Diane and Phillip left the room.
Maria glanced at Max. "Why don't you go check on Iz and see if she's all right?"
Max blinked. "Iz?"
"Yeah, you know. Your sister Isabel. She wasn't feeling well, remember? What are you, Max, in some kind of trance?" Maria asked as she looked directly at Tess. The girl didn't even flinch.
"Max, go ahead and see if Isabel's okay," Tess agreed, meeting his eyes.
"Yeah, okay." He wandered out of the kitchen and up the stairs, leaving Maria and Tess alone.
Tess looked at Maria. "I have the feeling you've been wanting to say something to me all evening."
Maria met her eyes this time. "Why do you say that?"
"Because you kept staring at me during dinner."
Maria smiled. "Very perceptive, aren't you?"
"Very," Tess agreed.
"Actually, I was wondering something. Is your hair naturally curly?"
For a second, Tess looked confused. "Yes."
"Okay." Maria turned to the sink and began washing the dishes. She could feel Tess staring at her, and the suspicion she held. "I'm worried about Isabel."
"Why?"
"She's just...been acting strange for the past few days. Not like herself at all. More like a stranger."
"Well, we're all strangers now aren't we?"
Maria moved so she could look into Tess's eyes. "How true. But some people are more strange than others. Don't you agree?" Maria noticed a flicker of worry pass her eyes. "But sometimes people find out who those strangers really are. And sometimes those strangers just disappear and are never seen or heard from again."
Tess took a small step away from her.
Maria smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Not that we know anyone like that. Right, Tess?" She turned back to the sink.
Tess never said another word all night.
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Sheriff Valenti slouched in the seat of his car and watched as Max Evans and the new girl Tess stepped onto the front porch of Max's house.
He couldn't hear what was being said, but she was the one talking. A moment later, Max bent down to kiss her. Then she turned, walked down the drive, and climbed into her car.
Valenti waited until she was halfway down the road and Max had gone back inside before starting his car and following her.
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Kyle Valenti was bored. He'd been sitting outside Michael Guerin's apartment for the past three hours and the guy hadn't come out once.
What the hell was going on anyway?
Liz and Alex hadn't been at school that day, and neither had Isabel Evans... And when he'd tried calling Liz's house, there was no answer. There was no answer at Alex's house either. And Liz and Alex were two of the only students in the entire sophomore class who rarely missed school.
He hadn't tried calling the Evans' house. What would he say? "Hi, I was calling to see if Isabel needed the notes from history, and oh, yeah. You wouldn't happen to know where my ex-girlfriend is, would you?"
Yeah, right.
Kyle knew Liz was having difficulty dealing with seeing Max and Tess together. And now with Maria befriending the girl, too...He might not have liked Alex while he was growing up, but he was glad Liz had him for support.
But still.
Seeing Liz and Alex in one place, and Maria ignoring them was really strange. Liz, Maria, and Alex had always been the Three Muskateers, ever since Mr. Raddish's class in the fifth grade.
It was as strange as seeing Max, Isabel and Michael separated.
For awhile it was like the six of them had become one big group, with all of them paired off. Liz and Max, Alex and Isabel, Michael and Maria.
"And speaking of Maria," he muttered as he watched her climb out of her red jetta and run up the stairs to Michael's apartment building.
Now why would they pretend to hate one another at school when every night Michael would go to Maria's house or she would go to his?
It didn't make any sense.
But Kyle was going to figure it out. Even if it was the last thing he did.
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As soon as he opened the door, Michael pulled her inside his apartment and kissed her.
When the kiss ended, Maria stared up at him in surprise. "I've been wanting to do that all day," he admitted.
Maria smiled, then she closed the door and locked it. "I just came from dinner with the Evans' and Tess."
He stared at her. "Why didn't you tell me you were going to do that?"
"I couldn't. It was a last minute thing."
"How am I supposed to protect you if you don't tell me what's going on?" he asked, anger edging into his voice.
While part of her was touched by his concern, the other part was annoyed. "Look, buddy, I'm trying to protect all of you, all right?"
Michael turned away from her. "Dammit, Maria! You put yourself in danger!"
She sighed, counted to ten, and managed to keep her voice calm. "Michael, I was safe, okay? Max and Isabel's parents were there. Everything was fine."
He closed his eyes, remembering the dream he'd had about Maria dying. He spun around and to her surprise, he pulled her into his arms. "I don't want anything to happen to you!" he said fiercely.
Maria softened and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I know."
He kissed the top of her head. "So what happened?"
She described everything that had happened--from the way Isabel had acted--to the conversation she'd had with Tess in the kitchen.
"So she was nervous?" Michael leaned his hands on the counter and stared at the floor.
"She was very nervous." Maria looked at the phone. "Michael, you have a message on your machine."
He turned to look at it. "I keep forgetting to check the damn thing." He hit play and the tape rewound.
"Michael, it's Alex."
Michael and Maria exchanged a frown.
"Liz and I are going out of town for a couple of days. We'll be at Liz's grandmother's vacation house. It's a long story, but I wanted to let someone know what was going on in case--" There was a brief pause. "Just in case."
Maria's eyes were wide. "Why would they go to California?"
His frown deepened. "I don't know. But maybe it's a good thing."
"A good thing?"
"Yeah. That's two less people in danger. And with any luck, we'll have Tess out of Roswell before they come back."
"Aren't you worried at all?"
Michael shrugged. "The farther they are from the FBI spies here, the better. And Alex will watch after Liz. He won't let anything happen to her. Then things can go back to normal."
Maria raised an eyebrow. "You mean besides the fact that Liz is pregnant with Max's baby and we have no idea how that will effect her or the child?"
"One problem at a time, Maria. We get rid of Tess first. Then we'll figure out how to handle the whole pregnancy thing."
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Alex held open the door of the taxi and reached down to help Liz out. She took his hand and climbed out of the car. He handed the driver some money and grabbed their things out of the trunk, and watched as the cab drove away.
It was 10 p.m. and the sky was filled with beautiful twinkling stars. Alex turned to see Liz staring up the drive of her grandmother's vacation house on the beach. He stood beside her. "Liz?"
She didn't look at him, just leaned down and picked up her suitcase. "Let's go."
Alex took a deep breath and followed her up the path. Whatever they found here, he hoped it was good.
They could use some good news for a change.
