Author: cameraman dc
Email: cameraman_dc@hotmail.com
Disclaimer : I don't own anything, it does not belong to me. I am in no way associated with the WB, the UPN, Jason Katims, or Melinda Metz.
Summary : The Roswell group get a little help from above.
Category : Everybody
Rating : PG
Feedback : Go for it, it helps me update often.
Authors Note: I wrote this fic after the first episode of the "Hybrid Chronicles". Alex isn't dead and Tess isn't evil.
Max sat back in his chair listening to the entire counting crows album
for a third time. The ritual in itself had always had a calming effect
on him. But he was anything but calmed at the moment.
Max sat in the chair thinking about all the situations that had happened
and then reflecting upon each one.
Michael was unusually passive these days.
'Yeah but for how long?'
His sister was dating a man that could be a kidnapper or possibly an
evil alien.
'I never liked Grant anyway.'
Kyle blamed him for ruining his life as well as his fathers.
'I didn't mean for anything bad to happen.'
Tess seemed to be acting more human everyday.
'She's not so bad, At least she hasn't been bothering me about destiny.'
Jim Valenti had lost his position as Sheriff, was now facing a class-action
lawsuit, and had taken up carving bats in his home.
'He was only trying to help.'
Maria was still being supportive of him.
'At least someone still has faith in me.'
Alex was back.
'Alex is back'
And then there was Liz.
'Does Liz still love me?'
"Well why don't you try asking her?" came a voice from behind him.
Max quickly jumped out of his chair and whirled around to find a strange
young man standing in the middle of his bedroom.
"Who are you?" Max asked.
"The name's Marcus," he said taking a step towards Max. "And we
my friend have to talk."
"Stay back," Max warned.
Marcus continued moving towards Max.
Max raised his hand causing the green force field to appear.
"Clever", Marcus said. "Forcing the molecules in the space between
you and me to fuse together forming an impenetrable shield."
Marcus casually stepped through the emerald barrier and stood before
Max. Max quickly backed away from away from him to stunned to know
what to do.
"Max listen I'm not here to hurt you," Marcus said. "On the contrary
I'm here to help you. Right now you probably have a hundred questions
racing through your mind. Actually you only have 5.2 questions in
your head at the moment and the number is growing. But that's not
important, what is important is that I will do my best to answer whatever
questions you have and all I ask in return is that you listen to what I
have to say."
Max nodded his head in acceptance.
"Are you a skin," Max asked. "Who sent you? Was it the Nicholas?
Was it the FBI? Was it Larek?"
"Truth be told Max I am neither alien nor human," Marcus said.
"And as for who sent me? Well let's just say it was someone who decided
you need a little push in the right direction."
"What are you?" Max asked.
"I'm an angel," Marcus replied.
TBC...