Roswell- Back To Roswell



Back To Roswell
Author: Adrienne
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Roswell
Rating: PG
Category: everybody , mainly about Liz! Contest Challenge
Description: Isabel and her husband, Michael are going home to Roswell for X-Mas, to face Roswell 10 years after they left.
Part: 1

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PART 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

::Isabel Guerin is tying up odds and ends before her family goes on a winter vacation. She is much older and in an unfamiliar house. It's Christmas 2021, and everything is different::

ISABEL: Maxwell! Get in here! ::A young boy with beautiful dark features runs in at the call::

MAXWELL: Yes, mom?

ISABEL: Get your sister, the presents and get in the car! Your father and I will be out in a minute. We have a long drive ahead of us, OK? We want to get to Roswell before Christmas.

MAXWELL: [to his mother] OK, mom [yelling across the house] Alexis Maria! Mom says get in the car.

::Isabel couldn't believe the names she and Michael had given their kids. At fist it seemed right to name them after lost loves, but it hurt every time she called them. Little Maxwell Evan Guerin. They called him Maxwell always, so as not to confuse him with the original Max. And it seemed like Isabel and Michael were always telling stories about the kids namestakes.

She knew her Max would have loved it, had he been alive to see it. Maxwell looked just like her brother. It was amazing. A deep, haunted look that didn't go with someone so young. She smiled to herself as she thought of her children. She was proud of them.

And Alex. . .Well, it had to end sometime, right? Was she really stuiped enough to believe it would last forever? She was. She hated that about herself, she hated that she had worn her heart on her sleeve and it had been broken; and not just once but time and time again. Michael was right, don't get attached. He didn't seem to hurt when he said goodbye to Maria and decided to live out his destiny. Her rain of tears and pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears.

But Isabel knew he still thought of her. She didn't realize it at first, but when she held their beautiful baby girl in her arms at San Fransico General and Michael quicky whispered that her middle name should be Maria, Isabel knew.

Michael sometimes stroked his daughter's hair and marveled and it's brillant yellow color and thin texture. He said it was like Maria's. And it hurt sometimes that she wasn't the great love of her husband's life. But he wasn't hers, either. She adored him for so many reasons, but. . .Just then Maxwell and Alexis Maria ran in. Maxwell suddenly grabbed his arm in pain and started to cry.::

ISABEL: [angrily] What did you do to your brother?

ALEXIS MARIA: [whining] He started it, Mom!

MAXWELL: I just hit her! She didn't have to burn me with her powers! She knows I'm not good at mine yet!

ALEXIS MARIA: You're older, Maxwell! You're just too dumb to firgure them out.

ISABEL: [shouting] Alexis Maria! Apologize right now to your brother! It's not his fault that he can't se his powers as well as you! You're Lucky! And if I see you taking it for granted again--

ALEXIS MARIA: [mockingly] You'll take them away?

ISABEL: Watch it, girl! You're on thin ice as it is!

ALEXIS MARIA: [sincerly, which surprised Isabel] I'm really sorry, Maxwell. Really. ::She gently touched the toy train and it glowed. The last of Max's tears disolved and he started to smile::

ISABEL: [wearily] Please get in the car. Thank God you won't be 6 and 8 forever. ::They smiled gap-toothed grins and quickly ran outside. It was amazing how well Alexis Maria could use her powers. Better than they were at 19. Not only use, but control! Burn her brother but not hurt him. How many times did they hurt when trying to help? But the Guerin children were encouraged and used powers freely around the house. They were never ashamed.

Isabel sat down heavily on the floor, smiling. She has a flashback to her and Max::

MAX AS A CHILD::looks remarkably like Isabel's son:: [tearfully] Isabel! You went into my dreams last night and gave me nightmares! I was so scared!

ISABEL AS A CHILD: [laughs] Dopey! It's easy! I just teased you to make you mad! Why didn't you play back?

MAX AS A CHILD: I don't know how

ISABEL AS A CHILD: Figure it out! It isn't hard!

::Scene cuts to Max's bedroom in Roswell, he is about 14::

MAX AS A TEEN: Damn you, Isabel! I was having a dream about Liz! How could you do that?

ISABEL AS A TEEN: Look, Max, the way things were heating up it looked like you needed a distraction

MAX AS A TEEN: [grumbling] Shouting "Think about baseball" over and over didn't help.

ISABEL AS A TEEN:: shrugging innocently:: Oh, well.

::Isabel, grown up, buries her head in her hands and sobs. Michael walks in::

MICAHEL: Hey, hey, what's wrong, Iz? ::He slides down next to her and holds her in his arms. Usually when he does that she stops crying, but this time it only made the tears come faster.::

ISABEL: [broken voice] When do I get over him, Michael?

MICHAEL: I don't know, Isabel. I don't know if we can.

ISABEL: Why does it hurt so much?

MICHAEL:: rocking her gently back and forth, comforting her. He knew that the slight, familiar movements were calming to her, he just wished he didn't know it from countless nights of practice.:: I don't know, Isabel. God, I wish I did,





TBC

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