Title: Teenage Spy
Catergory: not really sure at the mo so why dont you give me an idea of who you think should hook up with Liz
Disclaimer: sadly i own nothing remotely of the Roswell series or the book The Stormbreakers so please have mercy on my poor soul sueing me would only get you $5 if ya lucky
Summary:Liz's guardian dies she founds her world turned upside down
Note: Liz never grew up in Roswell not even America mmmhhhmmm she grew up in London but i myself have never been to either of these wicked countries i live in the Pacific ya know nice cool breeze ocean right smack dab in front of ya well anywho Liz is a bit taller too
Prologue
Liz Ortecho was awoken by the sound of the door bell her eyebrows scrunched together and her eyes jerked open but for a moment she stayed completely still lying on her back with her head resting on the pillow
she heard a bedroom door open and the creak of wood as somebody went down stairs while the bell rang a second time
she glanced over beside her where the time glared 3.02 a.m. in bright glowing red, there was a rattle as someone opened the locks of the front door
she rolled out of her bed and walked over to the open window the moonlight spilled over her face Liz was fourteen with short dyed blood red hair and stood tall over most girls and guys her age with a body of an athlete and her olive tan skin her eyes brown and curious
Liz looked out down where there was a police car parked outside and two men who were standing in the front door the porch light went on at the same time the door opened
"Mrs Ortecho?"
"no im the housekeeper what is it? whats happened?"
"thie is the home of Mr Jeff Ortecho?"
"yes"
"i wonder if we could come in ........"
and then Liz already knew from the way the police officers stood awkward and unhappy but she also knew from the tone of their voices, funeral voices the sort of voices people use when they come to tell you someone close to you has died
she went to her door she could hear the two men talking own the hall but only some words reached her
" ...............a car accident .........called the ambulance .......intensive care ...... nothing anyone could do ....so sorry"
the next day Liz sat at the kitchen table trying to make sense of what happened her Uncle Jeff Orteco was dead driving home his car had been hit at a corner while turning and he had been killed almost instantly he hadn't been wearing his seat-belt the police said other wise he might have had a chance
Liz thought of the man who was her only living relative for as long as she could remember she never knew her parents they had died in a plane crash a few weeks after she was born she had been brought up by her uncle Jeff and had spent most of her fourteen years in the same house in London
but only now Liz realized just how little she knew about the man, a banker Jeff was always travelling a quiet private man who liked good wine, classical music, and books who didnt seem to have girlfriends of many friends for that matter
he had kept himself fit never smoked and had dressed expensively but that wasn't a picture of life it was a thumbnail sketch
"are you alright Liz?" a young women had asked she was in her late twenties with blonde curly hair with icy blue eyes and pail skin Tess Harding was Australian she had come to London as a student seven years ago rented a room in the house with some baby-sitting duties and had stayed to become housekeeper and one of Liz's closest friends
Liz nodded "what do you think will happen?" she asked
"what do you mean?"
"to the house, to me to you"
"i dunno" Tess shrugged "i guess Jeff will have made a will he'll have instructions"
"maybe we should look in his office"
"yes but not today Liz lets take one step at a time"
Jeff's office was running full length of the house high at the top the only room that was always locked Liz had only been up there 4 times never on her own when she was younger she had fantasized that there might be something strange up there like maybe a time machine or a UFO but it was only an office with a desk a couple of filing cabinets, shevles full of papers and books
bank stuff that what Jeff said Liz wanted to go up there now because it had never been allowed
"the police said he wasn't wearing his seat-belt" Liz said turning to Tess
she nodded "yeah thats what they said"
"doesn't that seem strange to you? you know how careful he was he always wore his seat-belt he wouldn't even drive me round the corner without making me put mine on"
Tess thought for a moment then shrugged
"yes its strange" she said "but that must have been the way it was why would have the police have lied?"
Catergory: not really sure at the mo so why dont you give me an idea of who you think should hook up with Liz
Disclaimer: sadly i own nothing remotely of the Roswell series or the book The Stormbreakers so please have mercy on my poor soul sueing me would only get you $5 if ya lucky
Summary:Liz's guardian dies she founds her world turned upside down
Note: Liz never grew up in Roswell not even America mmmhhhmmm she grew up in London but i myself have never been to either of these wicked countries i live in the Pacific ya know nice cool breeze ocean right smack dab in front of ya well anywho Liz is a bit taller too
Prologue
Liz Ortecho was awoken by the sound of the door bell her eyebrows scrunched together and her eyes jerked open but for a moment she stayed completely still lying on her back with her head resting on the pillow
she heard a bedroom door open and the creak of wood as somebody went down stairs while the bell rang a second time
she glanced over beside her where the time glared 3.02 a.m. in bright glowing red, there was a rattle as someone opened the locks of the front door
she rolled out of her bed and walked over to the open window the moonlight spilled over her face Liz was fourteen with short dyed blood red hair and stood tall over most girls and guys her age with a body of an athlete and her olive tan skin her eyes brown and curious
Liz looked out down where there was a police car parked outside and two men who were standing in the front door the porch light went on at the same time the door opened
"Mrs Ortecho?"
"no im the housekeeper what is it? whats happened?"
"thie is the home of Mr Jeff Ortecho?"
"yes"
"i wonder if we could come in ........"
and then Liz already knew from the way the police officers stood awkward and unhappy but she also knew from the tone of their voices, funeral voices the sort of voices people use when they come to tell you someone close to you has died
she went to her door she could hear the two men talking own the hall but only some words reached her
" ...............a car accident .........called the ambulance .......intensive care ...... nothing anyone could do ....so sorry"
the next day Liz sat at the kitchen table trying to make sense of what happened her Uncle Jeff Orteco was dead driving home his car had been hit at a corner while turning and he had been killed almost instantly he hadn't been wearing his seat-belt the police said other wise he might have had a chance
Liz thought of the man who was her only living relative for as long as she could remember she never knew her parents they had died in a plane crash a few weeks after she was born she had been brought up by her uncle Jeff and had spent most of her fourteen years in the same house in London
but only now Liz realized just how little she knew about the man, a banker Jeff was always travelling a quiet private man who liked good wine, classical music, and books who didnt seem to have girlfriends of many friends for that matter
he had kept himself fit never smoked and had dressed expensively but that wasn't a picture of life it was a thumbnail sketch
"are you alright Liz?" a young women had asked she was in her late twenties with blonde curly hair with icy blue eyes and pail skin Tess Harding was Australian she had come to London as a student seven years ago rented a room in the house with some baby-sitting duties and had stayed to become housekeeper and one of Liz's closest friends
Liz nodded "what do you think will happen?" she asked
"what do you mean?"
"to the house, to me to you"
"i dunno" Tess shrugged "i guess Jeff will have made a will he'll have instructions"
"maybe we should look in his office"
"yes but not today Liz lets take one step at a time"
Jeff's office was running full length of the house high at the top the only room that was always locked Liz had only been up there 4 times never on her own when she was younger she had fantasized that there might be something strange up there like maybe a time machine or a UFO but it was only an office with a desk a couple of filing cabinets, shevles full of papers and books
bank stuff that what Jeff said Liz wanted to go up there now because it had never been allowed
"the police said he wasn't wearing his seat-belt" Liz said turning to Tess
she nodded "yeah thats what they said"
"doesn't that seem strange to you? you know how careful he was he always wore his seat-belt he wouldn't even drive me round the corner without making me put mine on"
Tess thought for a moment then shrugged
"yes its strange" she said "but that must have been the way it was why would have the police have lied?"
