A fire, hot flames blending with gunshots and screams, the bullets flying right at me, frighten every time but they don't hit me. The instinct of surviving is high as adrenalin, but if I die, I will bring so many as possible with me and with that thought and will an explosion went off.

Zan woke up bathing in sweat,he had been having this dream for some years now, haunting him, same dream every time but in this dream a face had appeared, a women with curly long blond hair.

Isabel lying on the bed, with a photo in her hands, She couldn't let go, he had a dream of Tess death again, if he only new that Tess was his mother who had died trying to save him. Her eyes went down to the photo, a baby, Max baby, my nephew. She knew why she couldn't let go of him. She would never have her own children. Ten years since they left Roswell, left Jessie and it felt like it was yesterday. She took up a photo of Jessie, she lay down and fell easily into his dream. She found him in the bedroom, asleep with a women in his arms, tears went down her cheek, she went closer only to found herself in his arms. After ten years he still was dreaming of her, thought about her. Overwhelming by love and sadness for him she softly fell out from his dream.

Lying on the bed she cried out her brothers name,

Max. She was breathing slowly, Max, her eyes closed she went into his dream. She was in the desert near the cave.

Max she called out, she began to walk to the cave, soon inside she saw Max sitting on the cave floor, Michael was with him.

Max turned his head around,

- Isabel? Are you dream walking again, he said with a smile. I had a feeling you would come so I brought Michael here too. Isabel sat down closed the circle between them.

- Max, it has been ten years. Is there any chance we can go back home?

Michael answered for Max,

- no way Iz., we have been over this.

- But you have Maria, and Max you have Liz, I just feel so alone.

Take my hands, Max said to both Michael and Isabel,

Think of them you love Iz.. With Isabel dream walking powers and the straight from all of them, One by one walked into their dream. Liz, Maria, Kyle, Jim, Alex, Zan, their parents and Jessie. All a bit confused how they got there but soon as they saw their three favorite aliens they sat down around them. Max leaned to whisper in his sisters ear, Happy birthday Iz. He gazed upon the people he loved, he saw Zan, he turned to his sister and said

- is that my son? A ten year old boy sat between their parents.

- Yes that is your son, Happy birthday to you to.

/ The End