Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell or its characters.

A/N: I restructured some of my chapters and added some new ones. Also bold and italicized mean flashback for future reference. Again season 3 never happened and Tess never came back to Roswell.

Chapter 1: The Not So Happy Ending

Most people couldn't see it, or just chose to ignore the look in his eyes. Your eyes always told the truth, somebody once told him, and looking at Max Evans he knew that there was wisdom in those words. The darkness in his eyes told the story of a hollowness about him. There was this deep void place within him and only one person could feel it, and it wasn't the brunette waitress staring at him.

"Earth to Michael" Maria waved her hands in front of his face. "Hey space boy, you ready?"

"Umm….Yeah" he moved his focus from the hybrid king to his blonde girlfriend. He stood up and headed out of the Crashdown followed by her.

"So…what movie do you want to see?" she twirled her fingers around his anticipating a certain response that she didn't get. She pressed her body into him, making sure he could feel her next to him, but he seemed to be walking in a daze. She stopped and wasn't all too shocked when he kept walking. "MICHEAL!!"

Maria had screamed his name three times before he even realized that she wasn't by his side. "What's wrong?" she asked trying to not sound as ticked off as she was, but she wasn't fooling anybody.

Michael sighed. He knew if they kept on it would turn into some big argument. "I just can't do this right now." He had a lot of things on his mind. Recently, he was having these weird dreams about Tess and he couldn't figure out the reason. "I'll see you later." He turned and walked away from a fuming Maria, who was too shocked at his attitude toward her to have anything coherent to yell toward him.

"Hey, I thought that you and Michael had a date." Liz said when she noticed her best friend plop herself into an open booth.

Maria dropped her head to the table mumbling incoherently to herself. Liz moved to sit across from her. "Maria what's wrong?"

Maria sat straight up. She looked down at a simple ring on her third finger of her left hand. "Everything."

On the outskirts of the Elayan Province, the heart of Khivar's army, huddled together in a corner of an exit platform stood three adult figures and a young child.

"This is not a good idea." Tess said after she crept back from around the corner where she saw two guards guarding the ship that they would be stealing to get back to Earth on.

The man standing next to her holding the child spoke almost as a whisper. "Tess we are running out of time. It's either now or never."

The woman on the other side of Tess turned to face her. "Ayden and I know exactly what we are doing. Just trust us."

"Anya I do trust you, but why not the platform anywhere else but here."

Anya sighed. "We've been through this. Khivar and his men control the skies. If we so much as to try to lift off anywhere else they would obliterate us."

Tess nodded, understanding the truth in her words. "Okay. Let's get this over with."

Max sat at his desk trying to focus on a biology test he had tomorrow mourning. He couldn't seem to focus on anything, but the fact that his son was somewhere on Antar being raised by a blonde traitor. He glanced over at his clock, it was nearing twelve. Another all nighter, he thought shaking his head trying to reign in on his thoughts to focus on the task at hand. When he had finally gotten into a rhythm, he heard tapping coming from his bedroom window.

Michael had every intention on going home and trying to get some sleep that he was deprived of for the last week, but somehow he had found himself tapping on his best friend's window.

Max grimaced at the sound of tapping. He really didn't want to talk about anything, or having to deal with another episode of saving someone again. The hybrid king didn't move an inch as if wishing whoever it was would take the hint and go away, but he wasn't going to be so lucky this night.

"Michael, what are you doing here?" Max was shocked and a little annoyed to see him at his window. "Is something alien wrong?"

Michael shook his head to the second question; he wasn't sure how to answer the first one. He sat at the foot of Max's bed just looking at the way the light reflected off of his textbook.

"Michael" Max spoke softly standing behind him. He had never seen him like this.

"Sometimes, do you feel like you've made the biggest mistake of your life?" He didn't turn to meet Max's eyes. "Do you ever feel like you've just done everything wrong and you don't have a clue how to fix it?

Max didn't have to think about an answer, or try to understand where Michael was coming from because he already knew. "Everyday."

Neither one of them knew exactly when everything changed; when the things that made them happy suddenly couldn't produce the slightest enjoyment out of them.

Kyle nodded toward Isabelle Evans before walking to a quiet section in the back of the library to study for his upcoming final.

As soon as he sat at a table, he found a tall blonde Czechoslovakian sitting in front of him. Kyle looked around and saw no one was in ear shot and whispered, "Are aliens attacking again?" Years ago he would have laughed if somebody had asked him that, but in the reality that he lived in, it wasn't a laughing matter.

"No" she whispered back. She ran her hand through her now shorter hair that fell just below her shoulders. Nervously she kept rubbing her hands and shifting around in her chair. "What if you knew that what everybody thought as the truth is a lie, but you knew it would only hurt them to tell the truth? Would you tell?" Isabelle Evans had no idea why she was talking to Kyle about this at all, but she had to talk to somebody and he just happened to be the person.

To say Kyle was confused would be an understatement. He had no idea why Izzy was talking to him about what seemed like personal issues to him. They had barely said two words to each other in the past couple of years. And those words only concerned the alien crisis he had found himself in.

Kyle scratched the back of his head remembering what she had asked him and tying to actually think of something to say. "Ummm...I guess not."

"But what if the truth changed the perception of how they saw everything and therefore changed their actions" she looked at him wide eyed to give her a specific answer, that he didn't have any instinct of what it was.

"Maybe you should talk to Max" he said impulsively grabbing his belongings' looking for the nearest exit, completely forgetting about the reason for his visit. "I'm not good at giving people advice. Try Michael" he slowly stood up and left Isabelle sitting there.

"But I can't" she whispered to herself long after Kyle left.

"He's been acting distant lately." Maria said trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. "I mean, it's just.." She through her hands in the air. "I don't know what I mean."

"Max has been acting weird lately too." she said. "But they're probably going through some alien stuff." Liz put her hands on top of Maria's. "If we're patient, they'll be back to themselves in no time."

Maria nodded her head wanting to believe in Liz's words so bad, but somehow she was starting to figure out that neither one of them was going to get the white picket fence and the 2.5 kids in the end, at least with their respective Czechoslovakian.

"Maria he loves you" Liz said before going to get one of her table's orders.

"Sometimes that's not enough." Maria muttered underneath her breath.

Michael didn't know why he gave up the comfort of his bed for the hard floor of his best friends bedroom, but here he was none the less. Drifting into sleep wasn't the reason he had been sleep deprived, the actual staying asleep caused him the greatest dilemma. He had been lying there for five minutes asleep when his senses start to pick up a distinct smell that only meant one thing.

He smelled the scent of lavender as soon as she stepped foot in the room. It was a rare fragrance from a primitive planet; he had given it to her for her last birthday. Even without the smell of her, he would know her aurora anywhere. They were connected. He didn't acknowledge her presence; he just sat there going over military strategy for the upcoming battle.

"Rath" she said softly, not really wanting to get into an argument again. But she needed to talk to him, this was too important.

"Ahyvah, don't" Rath said not turning to look at the curly blonde standing behind him. "It is what is best."

Most of the time she would accept and go with anything that he would ask of her, but she couldn't let this go. "If I can help my people, it is what I will do." she stood firm in her convictions.

He turned around and yelled, "I will not allow it"

She had to take a step back at the sort of tone he was taking at her. He had never yelled at her before. "Rath, I know that you care and want to protect me." She walked closer to him. "And I love you for it, but you have to let me go." She walked out of the room not waiting for a response.

Rath turned back to his strategy, but found it hard to concentrate on the task. He mind kept drifting back to Ahyvah. He knew she wasn't going to let this go, and do exactly what he told her not to do. She was right and he hated to admit it.

"You know she's right." a voice from behind him said.

"I know" he said before turning away heading to find the blonde that was causing him many sleepless nights.

As his mind drifted in the realm of dreams, he could have sworn he felt a presence just floating around. But as soon as he thought it, he dismissed the idea.

"Tess" Ayden gently caressed her face not wanting to jolt her from what she was doing, knowing it could have disastrous effects.

"Tess" he called the second time a little louder then the first.

"Yeah" she opened her blue eyes to the delight of her companions. "I don't feel right by invading his mind" she took a deep breath.

Ayden moved next to her, taking his hand in hers and kissed her on her forehead. She leaned into him resting her head on his shoulder. He stroked her hair and simply said, "It is what must be done. You have to rebuild the connection you had with him, so he'll accept the truth."

"I know, but it doesn't make it any better."

Anya just sat there looking at how close the two people in front of her had gotten, and she wasn't the only one who had raised an eyebrow.

"Are you ready for the next phase?" she looked toward Tess after given her a moment of peace with Ayden.

She nodded slightly and made her way to the floor of the spaceship to do something that she really didn't want to do.

She sat Indian style on the floor taking a deep breathe before closing her eyes and reaching out to her intended target.

It only took a few seconds before she located his aurora, and when she finished her task she looked up at Anya. "It's done."

Liz had been wiping the same spot on the counter for the past ten minutes. She was too lost in her own thoughts to notice what she was doing. She had lied to Maria, she knew it. They had gotten good at lying to each other lately, especially about their significant others. After Tess left she just knew she was going to get her happily ever after with Max, but instead she just got a continuously long nightmare. Over the past five years, all they seemed to do was argue about everything and it always seem to end up back to Tess.

"Liz, what do you want from me?"

"I want you to start acting like my boyfriend."

"I am" he defended himself.

"Max the last date we went on was two months ago and we said maybe two words to each other."

Max turned from her. He knew that he had been acting distant but he really didn't want to get into this argument again.

"Max" she pleaded. "Is this about Tess?"

"No" he yelled. "Whenever we have an argument you always bring up Tess. Why!!" he was loosing it on her and to be honest he wasn't even angry at her. He was just tired of all of it.

She shook her head. "Then tell me what this is all about?"

He said nothing.

"Max I want to help you, just tell me." She walked toward him. "I love you" she placed her hand on his forearm.

He turned to look at her. He was hurting her and he wasn't sure how to stop. Max loved Liz more than anything except for one exception. And that caused him the most heartache. Taking his hand in hers, he leaned in to give her a soft kiss on the lips. "I do love you. Don't forget that" He was trying to ease away some of her doubts and fears, but he wasn't naive enough to believe that his words along could do it.

She nodded, but didn't have the heart to tell him that she was slowly loosing faith in his words.


Sweat dripping off of his body, he tossed and turned in his bed. Something deep within his subconscious was trying to tell him something. As his clouded mind became clearer, he finally understood the message that lay beneath.

Max jolted up, eyes wide, slightly panting for air. "TESS!!!!"