"Michael, calm down." Maria pleaded with her pacing alien boyfriend. The girls had just told the guys about the stranger. "No. We have to do something, Max. I say we find him and make him tell us who he is." He looked at Isabel and his jaw set firmly before turning back to his best friend. "What if it is Khivar? You guys said he seems drawn to Isabel, right? We can't just sit around and wait for the bastard to try and take her again." As he spoke he began pacing again. "I don't think it's Khivar" Isabel said softly. "It felt… I don't know. Different. Like I recognized him but I didn't know from where."
"Well, if Liz is right," Max started "and he's alien then it's possible that you may remember him from before. He may be an ally." Michael scoffed. "Or a spy sent out by Khivar bent on killing us. We can't just sit here, Maxwell. We need to find this guy." Everyone fell silent. He could only that meant his words were sinking in. "Max, he's right. Friend or enemy, we have to know what we are dealing with." Isabel said finally breaking the silence. "Uh uh. No. We can leave. We can leave right now and go to Canada." Maria replied as she stood up and moved over to her boyfriend. Michael looked down into her worried face. He pursed his lips and sighed. "If we got into a big alien fight in Canada, then their government would be looking for us too. It has to be here." The shorter woman glanced around looking for support but found none then closed her eyes and sat on the bed. Sadly, Michael had a point but that didn't mean she had to like it.
Max decided that the best course of action was to try and find the guy at the café. Then expand their search as needed. In the mean time, the girls and Kyle were to stay at the hotel while Isabel tried to locate him mentally. They were instructed to call either Max or Michael if she found anything.
As the former King and his second left the hotel, Kyle grumbled "Great. I'm just one of the girls". Liz looked at him sympathetically and awed a bit as Maria scooted closer to him and wrapped her arms around him. He smiled down at her then glanced up at Isabel. She was sitting Indian style with her eyes closed.
Liz jumped up and began to pace. "There has to be something we can do. I hate just sitting." Isabel opened her eyes and looked slightly annoyed. "You know this is hard enough without you distracting me. You want to help? Come here and give me a boost. You saw into him. Maybe that will help me focus in on him." The brunette nodded and sat down next to Isabel offering her hand. Is took it and rested their hands in her lap as they both closed their eyes.
At first it was only darkness. Then gradually distant voices could be heard. It sounded like a hundred whispered conversations all happening at once. Isabel's brain wanted to focus on Max and Michael but she had to force herself to look elsewhere. "Come on…" she murmured to herself.
After about ten minutes, Isabel groaned and opened her eyes. The hand that was holding Liz's was white knuckled and sweaty from their effort. Liz sighed and looked around. "I didn't see anything either. Maybe we are going about this wrong. We've been focusing on my connection to him but what about yours?" Isabel bit her lip as she considered it. "I don't remember anything though. I mean, there was just something about him. Something familiar. Something in his eyes..." Reaching over, she grabbed Liz's hand again and concentrated. The eyes. She just needed to focus on those eyes.
Sifting though the white noise, she was finally able to locate him. Stars flashed before the girls' eyes. Then as fast as the first vision came the scene changed from the view of the universe to what Is could only imagine was what the man seeing at that moment. He was on a street, surrounded by people. But he wasn't looking at them. He was focused on a black sedan with government tags. The two girls heard a panicked whispered voice. "Get out! They have found you! They are here!"
With a gasp, Isabel opened her eyes and scrambled off the bed. Liz sat dazed for a moment. "What is it? Did you find him? What did you see?" Kyle asked grabbing Isabel's arms. She tugged away from him but he wouldn't let go. "It's the UNIT. They are here."
Max and Michael stood stoically gazing around the busy street in front of the café. Isabel had said he was blond, on the shorter side of average height, and had green eyes. It wasn't a lot to go off of. Part of Max hoped that the alien would be drawn to him and Michael the way he had been to Isabel. He tried not to think of the horrible implications that made if he wasn't. What if it was Khivar? Or one of his spies? Maybe he shouldn't have left her alone. She had Liz but her powers were still so new. Kyle was there as well but there really wouldn't be much he could do if attacked by an Antarian assassin.
Michael shifted impatiently. "I… Damn it! Everyone here looks normal. What if he's not here?" But Max wasn't listening. About a block down, Max had seen him. It had to be him. He looked right at Max before ducking between two buildings. Max hit Michael with the back of his hand "Come on. I think I just saw him."
The two men jogged down the side walk doing their best to dodge the people. In their haste, they failed to see the car or Agents Cooper and Umber inside but the agents saw them. Max and Michael rounded the corner and slowed to a walk as they looked around. The once King put an arm out to signal to his second to slow down. The hairs on the back of his neck were on end. Something didn't feel right. He couldn't see anyone and it felt like they were walking into a trap.
Just then, he could hear echoed footsteps coming from behind them. Michael turned first throwing up his hand defensively followed by Max who did the same. Max had never seen either of the men before but the black suits and closely cropped hair screamed government issued. They were agents.