Only the strong will Perivale

Written by RiaCola AKA Kerri Powder

Story description: I'm in the process of rewriting the whole 3rd season, a few episodes here and there. I hated the way it was told. This story is a remastered version of who died and made you king. Michael kicked Maria out of her Jetta but she never called max to pick her up. Instead the FBI finds Maria and drags her off to the white room.

"Did that just happen" Maria asked herself. 'Nacedo had it right. When somebody finds out, they should be eliminated." A tear fell down Maria's cheek, Michael's words leaving a hole in her heart. 'You never shut up. Now get out." He didn't mean it, she reminded herself, "I can't leave you out in the middle of nowhere!" she thought back to a simpler time went they were running off to meet Topolsky. Maria took a deep breath, "you always hurt the ones you love" she whipped her tear away.

Maria stood on the dusty side of the dirt road, where moments ago Michael had kicked her out of her own Jetta. She had never been afraid of him; he had always viewed himself as dangerous but never had she. "This isn't him, this isn't him, this isn't him." She kept repeating to herself. Her stomach was tossing and turning, something had been off about Michael the past few days, she just couldn't put her finger on what was wrong. It wasn't a week ago he thought they had gotten back together. Maria reached into her coat pocket for her cell phone, she went to punch in Max's number, but she'd never get the chance.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Someone said from the shadows.

"Whose there?" Maria asked trying to find her voice, she took a few steps away from the direction the voce originated from. A tall figure appeared from the behind trees. "Don't you worry your pretty little head about that blondie," Maria stood frozen in place she looked up at the dust trail that the Jetta had left as it had speeded away from only moments ago. 'Michael', she whispered, hoping he would turn around and save her one more time. 'Get ahold of yourself DeLuca, this is one mess your gonna have to get yourself out of.' She told herself.

"FBI?" She knew the answer already. He just nodded his head, she licked her lips.

"Now we can do this the easy way or the really hard way, I leave that up to you." The agent unclipped the holster, holding his weapon. Marias heart was racing "Well buckaroo, tonight your gonna earn your pay, I never do things the easy way…I like a challenge," she smirked. Didn't matter how much of an ass her former boyfriend was, she would buy him some time. She ran as fast as her feet could carry her in the opposite direction that Michael had gone. "MICHEAL!" she screamed, dropping her phone.

The FBI agent just smiled "Let the games begin," he chuckled. The agent jumped into his black SUV and the chase was on to catch the young blonde. Maria could hear the engine start and her adrenaline started to kick in full force, her heart felt as if it was going to explode right out of her chest.

"With all due respect sir, shouldn't we speed up and capture our subject?" Asked the agent behind the wheel. "Now where's the fun in that." He grinded wickedly. "Besides if our information is correct, and this girl is no threat and is simply is just an expendable pawn to our extraterrestrial friends, there's no reason we can't have a little fun with her, she's human." the driver only nodded.

"As you wish Agent Pierce." He laughed at the name.

"Please Agent Deansworth, Pierce was my brother, please call me Crowley." He corrected her.

So this is how I write I have no layout, no idea as what's to come. I just type and see what comes out on paper. If you my Roswell friends have any ideas or input, I would be happy to hear them, good or bad. I just ask that you're not too harsh, this is the first time I've written anything in almost 10-15 years, it's been a while.