Author: Rae
A/N: I had this Idea for since the last eppy. Hope u like…
Disclaimer: not mine, you know the rest.
Summary: two years after grad. The gang has all gone their own ways and made lives for them selves leaving behind the alien B.S in Roswell, or at least that's what they thought. Plus when the gang reunites to deal with the bad guys, you'll be shocked at the lives some of 'em are living…..
prolog
'…give this to Maria's mom, and Max's parents. Let them know the truth, then take this journal and bury it by the remains of the pod chamber, where my husband was born…'
Yeah, it seemed so perfect right? We escaped the bad guys, Liz got her prince, and we all drove off smiling…well if not that then a least we left Roswell knowing that we'd see the next day. We made it all the way to New York before we realized we had to go our separate ways, that contact had to minimal, and as far as the world knew we had no idea where the rest of us were. Max decided that he and Liz would take everyone to where the needed to go (or as close as he could get) and then he and Liz would start there lives, just like the rest of us had to. It hurt, it hurt too much to see everyone I had left in the world slowly leave… But I got on with my life, we all did.
That was two very long years ago, and I had truly gotten over it. I moved past all the alien stuff, all the drama and found a life. It's normal, I live in San Francisco, I have a job, an apartment in the heart of china town and a crazy artist boyfriend that I love. I stopped being Maria and started to be Ria. I figured out what I wanted and went for it, just like Liz said. So why am I reminiscing about the old days? Because the old days finally found me, in an all too real way…
two week earlier
"Listen to me! I'm not being paranoid! Okay there's a chance that it was just a Tess look alike but I know that I didn't imagine the black car in front of my apartment everyday!" Michael said into the phone. He hadn't talk to Max in two years, but all six of them had current numbers and addresses of each other, only to be used in emergency of course, but that's exactly what this is.
Max let out a heavy sigh on the other end of the phone "Michael …I'm happy, me and Liz both are I don't want to ruin all that if your not absou-" Michael cut him off.
"you don't think I'm not?! I don't want any of this either Max, I have a steady, normal life. I have a family-" Michael stopped. The second the word left his mouth he regretted it. He did have a family two little girls and a loving…well he didn't know what to call her. It felt wrong to say girl friend, but they weren't even living together…how the hell was he supposed to explain that to Max?
"what? What do you mean family?"
"you know, friends…a chick." Michael said as easy as possible.
"oh, god I though…" Max said with a laugh.
"what you thought I was playing daddy? Not likely Maxwell. It hasn't been that many years."
"okay anyway I think your right. We should deal with this before it gets too big."
There'll be more very soon.