I do not own anything other than the Original character 'Sasha', and MY Original plot. Everything else belongs to the writers, actors, directors, and anyone else who owns the show 'Roswell'. BTW: I've neglected to mention this before, but most of the dialogue is taken from the show. So again, that's not mine either.

Sorry about the short chapter. I've been trying to get this chapter out for weeks, but after my computer issues, I haven't really felt like writing, and that just added to the fact that the third episode didn't give me a lot to go off made this chapter really hard for me. Again, I'm sorry for the delay, and for the shortness of the chapter. I'm gonna start, and hopefully finish the next chapter today or tomorrow, so maybe I can get a few more chapters out before the Christmas rush starts. Thank you to those faithful readers out there who are being patient with me.

Time Travel

By: DropDeadRomantic

Chapter Three - Monsters

September 31st, Journal Entry Three

I'm Liz Parker and I can't see my future. Have you ever just looked at yourself in a mirror and wondered what you'd look like or be doing in five year's? Have you ever thought about what's going to happen in the next hour or even the next day? I've never done that, but this week, I've been doing nothing but wondering about the future.

"What will the future bring? In ancient times man looked to the heavens to answer this question. Today our methods are a little more scientific, more personal. What will the future bring for you?" The whole class was bored out of their minds. Topolsky was talking about the future, our futures to be exact, and she was boring most of us. I was sitting with Maria and Sasha in the second to the last row. All I could focus on however, was Max. He and Isabel were three rows in front of us. Isabel looks about as bored as the rest of us, but Max looked like he was focused on something else completely. He didn't look bored, just elsewhere.

"As the millennium nears, all eyes are on you. There are so many opportunities out there for young people today, and I want to help you discover exactly what's right for you." Maria and Sasha were whispering to each other and snickering, so I leaned over to ask what they were talking about. Maria leaned into me and whispered that they were giving the students around us their jobs.

"Let me just make this easer for her, ummm. Tasty Freeze." She pointed to a boy in the front row who was sleeping on his neighbors shoulder.

"Denny's." She pointed to a girl who was filling her nails.

"Now I'm not so sure about this one." She said pointing to a boy who had out a switch blade and was carving something into his desk. "Either Gas World or Prison." Maria and Sasha started giggling again, continuing their little game on the students. My mind however, was on something else.

Listening to Topolsky, I suddenly realized it wasn't my future I was worried about at all. My future was full of all kinds of promise.

I snuck a peek at Max, only to see him sneaking one at me. He looked at me for a few seconds, with what I thought was longing, but maybe it's because the room is dark and I can't really see.

If I could just get through my present.

I saw Kyle turn and look at me, so I smiled at him. We were friends. He still wanted me to set him up with Sasha, but I wasn't so sure about it. It would only include him into this big mess I call Alien Life.

"So, over the next few days, you all will be coming into my office so I can evaluate where your strengths and weaknesses lye. And, as you all know, I'm new here. But most importantly, this will give me a chance to find out who you all really are." I looked back at Topolsky to see her looking at Max and Isabel. That just made her 'Guidance Counselor' story seem all the more fake.

"Okay, so you rear ended Sheriff Valenti. Are you okay?" I asked Maria and the tree of us walked the halls after Topolsky was done with her speech.

"Oh yeah. It was a love tap. It was nothing I can't handle." I tried to keep up with her pace down the stairs.

"Okay, are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm telling you, total fender bender, minor damage. And you know what? It probably wouldn't have-" Sasha interrupted her rant.

"Probably not. But Isabel was there, and you need to get over it. No one was hurt, and she didn't mean to freak you out." Sasha explained.

"Wait, Isabel was there?" I asked confused. Why was Isabel in Maria's car? All Maria had told me so far was that she had run into the back of Sheriff Valenti's truck.

"Yes, and It's not like she was deliberately trying to mess with your head Maria. She was only trying to make the car ride more enjoyable for the both of you." Sasha spoke as if she knew Isabel. Like she had known Isabel all her life. I looked at her with question clearly written on my face. Her cheeks turned pink as she shook her head at me.

"Whatever. Look, it really does take two to tango, so how can I tango with the girl if she wants nothing more than to creep me out?" We were at our lockers now, well, Maria's and mine, and I traded my English book out for my Bio book.

"Okay Maria, look. I will talk to Max, and I'll have him talk to Isabel, but the important thing is for us to stay in control. Okay?" I shut my locker door and we continued down the hall to my class. We had this period close to each other. I was in room 115, Maria was in 118 and Sasha was in 112. We were in the same hallway, so we dropped each other at our classrooms. We went to Sasha's class first.

"Okay kitties, I'll see you at lunch." She kissed both our cheeks and gave us hugs. We said goodbye and continued to my class.

"I am in control, Liz." She stopped when she saw the 'Double Feature Creature Feature' poster on one of the lockers. I tore the poster down before she could freak out.

"Molecular Biologist. Or a dream dream dream job would be Head of Molecular Biology Research at Harvard." I nodded as I answered Topolsky's question. She wrote my answer on her notepad and nodded at me.

"Thanks fantastic. Now what job do you actually think you'll have in ten years?" She looked down her nose at me with imploring eyes.

"Molecular Biologist." I nodded again. She jotted down some notes, and then help up a large card.

"Okay let's play a relationship game. Tell me which character in this picture is the most like you and tell me what they're doing at the park." I looked at the picture. It depicted what looked like a group of kids building a tree house. I would probably be the one holding the stool for the other girl. I told her so. She nodded, jotted down some more notes, and said that we were done, that I could leave.

"Okay sure." I said to Amanda before I walked away. I had gotten back to class, only having missed half the period, after talking with Topolsky. Class had just ended and I had to get to my next class when Amanda and Sandra had stopped me asking about homework that was due tomorrow.

I walked down the hall and when Max came around the corner I started panicking. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to talk to him, or if we should just ignore each other. He answered that question for me though.

"Hey."

"Oh, hey." We stopped walking and turned to face each other.

"So how. How's it goin?" He asked. He looked nervous for some reason, and it made my stomach flutter.

"Good. It's going good."

"Good. That's good. Ummm. Great" Oh god, could this get any more awkward?

"Okay." I said. He wasn't looking at me, but I could do nothing but stare at his face.

"Max, is everything okay? 'Cause it looked like you wanted to say something just then." He finally turned to look at me. His eyes were wide, and he still looked nervous.

"Yeah, yeah. I just wanted to say hi." I couldn't look at him anymore so I turned and slowly started walking down the hall. He followed behind me and I was almost happy that I didn't have to look at him anymore. He made me forget things.

"Just uh... Stepping out from behind the tree." I looked back at him with confusion, my brows pushed together on my forehead.

"What tree?"

"No, forget it." This was just too awkward so I figured I better change the subject, it would be easier than this conversation.

"Ummm. Max, do you know what happened with Maria and Isabel?" I looked up at him and watched as his face fell a little.

"Yeah, yeah. I heard." He switched his binder into his other hand as he nodded.

"Right. I just, sort of promised Maria that I would mention it. See, Isabel kind of makes Maria-" I turned my head as I saw Mr. Franklin waving his hands around. I'm sure my face showed my confusion, but I continued like I hadn't seen anything.

"Nervous?" I looked at Max in shock.

"No, she just creeps her out." We both looked ahead of us to see Sasha digging in her backpack for something. Max and I continued to stare at her until her head turned up to look at us.

"Never mind. Just continue like I hadn't interrupted." She flapped her hand in the air as if to swipe the words off a chalk board.

"Bye Liz. Bye Maxwell." She giggled as she waved at us and turned around, walking to her next class. We stared after her in confusion. I was wondering why Sasha was so strange sometimes, but my guess is that Max was wondering how she knew what we were talking about.

"So you want to be a scientist. Wow. That's exciting."

"Yeah."

"You seem very sure of yourself."

Topolsky had asked me to come to her office again for another meeting about my future. I got the feeling that she didn't think I would get what I wanted when it came to my dream job.

"Well, the first time I walked into a chemistry lab. I just knew." I smiled at the memory. The beakers, the water pumps, and having to pretty much memorize the periodic table.

"There's this smell, the sulfur smell. It's like I was home." I smiled gently at her while she continued to jot things down.

"What makes you think that world is right for you?" She laughed, but continued.

"Other than the smell." A big smile broke out on my face as I answered her.

"The world is so mysterious, and science is a way of figuring it out." She nodded, but raised her left eyebrow.

"With science, there are ways to figuring out everything. Facts. When you're conducting an experiment, you're in control of everything." Her smile got somewhat smug and larger. She nodded and wrote while she spoke.

"So you like to be in control.'

"Of course." I nodded somewhat hesitantly, wondering where she was going to take that little observation.

"You make a lot of plans don't you?"

"You've gotta have a plan." Even I could tell my voice sounded slightly scolding. It was my way of living, who was she to question it?

"What about taking it as it comes?" She raised both her eyebrows this time, now looking at me from above her glasses, her head tilted downward.

"No." I shook my head. I know how it sounds, arrogant and confident, but I truly believed what I had said. You always need a plan, how are you suppose to get anything done otherwise?

"Sometimes you don't have a choice." Now she sounded slightly scolding. However, she smiled at me, wrote down a few things, then told me I could leave.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. After explaining the schedule to everyone at the Crashdown for the next two weeks, Sasha and Maria and I were about to get back to work. Maria went out the swinging door while I put away the hour's board and Sasha fixed her head piece. She walked right back in not a second later and pointed towards the back room.

"You know what? You take the front, I'm gonna go do that can inventory that your father was talking about."

"Maria." Sasha and I grabbed her, forcing her to explain.

"She's out there." She had a panicked look on her face, and I knew immediately who she was talking about.

"Maria, come on. You can't keep doing this." I looked out the small window in the door to see Isabel reading a book at one of the booths in Maria section. I took her face in my hands and made her look me in the eyes.

"Please, for me, try and be friendly with Isabel. I know that this is weird and so out of the ordinary for us, but I really need you to do this for me. Please?" She sighed and I let go of her head as she nodded.

"Sure. Okay. Great, just one big happy family." She walked out the door and towards Isabel's table. I sighed and shook my head. I looked at Sasha to see her watching them out of the corner of her eye. I rolled my eyes and pulled Sasha towards the back room. She was suppose to do the can inventory this week, not Maria.

"Work." I lightly pushed her towards the rows of cans, then turned and walked back towards the dining area. As I walked out, I saw Sheriff Valenti sitting at a stool and watching Maria. I watched as Maria got his drink, and as he turned to look at Isabel. I watched as he whispered some crap about protecting her before I stepped in.

"It's time for that can inventory, Maria." I looked at the Sheriff.

"Can I ring this up for you, Sheriff?" I smiled at him as he pulled out three dollars and set them on the counter.

"Keep the change." He got up, grabbed his coke, and walked out. Maria and I watched him go until Sasha came up to us.

"What was that?" We looked over at her. Her face was worried.

"He was questioning Maria while ordering a Coke." Her face paled a bit.

"That was today? Oh god." She whispered to herself as she closed her eyes. It looked as if she was going through her memory's to figure something out. Her eyes were rolling around behind her eye lids and her mouth parted slightly.

"Sasha?" Maria asked. We watched as Sasha's head snapped up, her eyes opened, and looked as if she had been snapped out of a dream. She shook her head a little and looked at us, scared.

"We have a problem."

~Hours later / Maria's POV~

I had been running around for hours, trying to get everyone's food to the correct tables. Liz's hour chart was a piece of crap, there were only three people working today. Me, Sasha, and the cook. I was handing change to a woman with two kids when Max walked in.

"Liz isn't here, and if she were I would kill her." I pulled money out of the register as the woman readjusted her daughter on her hip, while her little boy continued to shoot his mother and Max with his toy laser gun.

"Excuse me, there's nothing scary in that UFO Center is there? I mean, there's nothing real right?" Max answered that he had never been in the center, but before I could say anything Sasha stepped up and answered for me.

"No, of course not. Why would you think such a thing? There's no such thing as aliens, especially here in Roswell." She looked down at the little boy who had stopped shooting at his mom and Max. "Even though it says so on the menu." She smiled back at him when he gave her a toothy grin.

"Are you okay?" Max asked after the family left and I got back to work.

"Of course I'm okay. Don't I look okay?" I asked while clearing off a table.

"Well, you just short changed her ten bucks." He had a slight smile on his face, unable to keep the humor out of his voice. I did a double take at his face. I did what?

"Oh my god." I rushed over to the door and stepped outside, only to see the family on the other side of the street, about to step into the UFO Center.

"Oh my god. I can't leave, I've got four table's waiting on me." I looked behind me to see Sasha not too far away, I yelled her name to get her attention. She said something to the customers she was serving then jogged over to where Max and I were.

"Can you go give ten dollars to a woman with red hair and two kids? She just walked into the UFO Center." Sasha shook her head but looked at Max.

"I can't, but Max could. Right Max?" She smiled at him then walked off. Max turned to me with a confused look.

"Is she always like that?"

"Like she's reading your mind?" He nodded.

"Yeah, she does that a lot." I handed him the money and said thank you. He nodded and walked off towards the UFO Center. I ran back into the Café and got back to work.

~Back to Liz's POV~

"You never did tell us what was going on." I said to Sasha as we got under the cover of my bed. She snuggled up together and she sighed. Our relationship was weird, strange even. We were so close emotionally that it was hard not to ask question about what she knew, and why she's here. The thing's she won't tell me.

"Something's changing." She whispered it, like she was afraid. I looked up at her, my brows pulled together in my confusion.

"What do you mean, Changing?"

"I need to make a decision Liz. I need to decide to either tell you all everything, or keep going like nothing is different." I nodded to her, urging her to keep going.

"If I tell even just one of you what will happen, the whole outcome could change, simply because you know of it. But if I don't tell you, I won't be able to keep it all straight." She huffed, got out of bed and started pacing. I sat up so I could try and calm her down, but she kept talking.

"It's like a movie, in my head. I can see the next three years like it was a play I had memorized by heart. I know everything, decisions that will be made, people that will become involved. Everything." She slowed, then sat on the edge of the bed and put her head in her hands.

"But it's changing, and things are disappearing. I'm trying so hard to keep everything the way it was, the way it's supposed to be, but it's not working." She sighed and flopped back onto to bed. She sighed again as I started running my fingers through her hair. I felt a pull in my head before we both gasped, images filling our heads.

We saw all of us, the whole group, at the quarry, holding hands. Sasha had her eyes closed, but a second later they opened and everyone fell to pieces. Maria ran to Michael and they held each other for dear life. Alex and Isabel were on the ground crying into each other's arms. Max and I, we were holding each other, simply looking into each other's eyes. Kyle and Sheriff Valenti were hugging.

Sasha was standing off to the side, watching us all with a smile on her face. She looked peaceful as she slowly disappeared into the wind. No one noticed until the me in the vision turned to look at her. I was abruptly thrown out of the vision, and I found myself slumping on my bed with Sasha next to me. She sat up with a big smile on her face.

"That's it!" She squealed and laughed while she hugged me. I had no clue what any of that meant, but I'm assuming it had something to do what her being from the future and not being able to tell me about it.

"We've got to talk to everyone after Maria talks to Valenti." She kissed my cheek and went to her room.

~ The Next day ~

It was so hard to concentrate with him standing right next to me. We were in Bio and I was writing our findings out on the lab sheet, while Max finished up the experiment. I was having a little trouble explaining when had happened and what didn't during the experiment when I heard a little huff come from Max. I looked up from my paper and smiled.

"I'll help you if you help me." I was surprised when he asked. It was like he was reading my mind.

"Okay" I put my pencil down and grabbed the injector on my way to him. He help open the tree root as I injected the gel into it. I went back to the lab, hoping he would follow me and help me with it.

Thud

I looked at the ground. Max's notebooks were on the floor. I bent down to help him pick them up when his hand covered mine. I looked up at his face, and saw the concern written in his eyes.

"I know this is all really strange." He said as he stared into my eyes.

"No, no, no it's not." I shook my head, trying to imagine what this situation must be like for him. Having to keep a secret his whole life. Never getting close to anyone, always on the outside.

"And keeping a secret like this a lot of pressure."

"Yeah, but Max I would never even say anything."

"I know, I know. Never on purpose. I believe that." He paused. "But what about Maria?"

"Maria? Max, Maria… No, she's like completely trust worthy. She wouldn't tell a soul."

"So she'll be okay when she talks to Valenti tomorrow?"

"Oh yeah, totally. She'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Right. Okay." He nodded and we continued to look into each other's eyes. I got this feeling in my stomach, this floating, amazing feeling that had me wondering if I was still on earth, or up in the clouds. His hand reached up and caressed my cheek and I couldn't help but notice that his hand was soft, but rough at the same time.

"So, how about we see what your computer profile has to say about you, okay Liz?" I nodded at Topolsky and watched as she dug through her papers and pulled my profile out of a neat stack. She put on her glasses and read it over. At points she would smile, at other's she would frown, and sometimes she would get this glint in her eye. She looked up at me and smiled.

"I know you said you wanted to be a Molecular Biologist, but apparently you are more suited for the Education field of work." She handed my profile to me and let me look it over. It was all a little confusing at first, but once I got a good look at it I found words like 'Good work ethic', 'like's children', and 'enjoys being in charge'. I looked up at her with a raised eyebrow, wondering how any of those things meant I would be a good teacher.

"Teaching requires a lot of the talents and traits that seem to come naturally to you, Ms. Parker. I highly suggest reconsidering your profession decision. You may go." She waved her hand at the door as she picked up her phone and started punching in numbers, and as I left I could hear the start of her conversation.

"9505789264123, Kathleen Topolsky for Agent Pierce."

The future was always so clear to me, a straight path towards my goal. I just never counted on there being any intersections. I guess that's what makes life more interesting. Keeping yourself open, letting new people in, changing your mind, not being afraid of the unexpected. But what gets me every time, it's that life is so unexpected, nothing goes according to plan, and sometimes... Well, sometimes you just have to go with it.

End Chapter

I have to tell you guys, even after all my computer problems and all the chaos in my life, it felt soooo good to write again. I haven't been writing a lot, afraid that my personal feelings would end up in the story, and the chapter would be horrible, but it didn't, and I'm so happy about that. Lol. I was afraid that this chapter would be nothing but heartbreak after heartbreak, because honestly, I had a lot of opportunities to do just that.

Again, I want to thank all my readers and all the people who have been so patient with me. You guys are the reason I keep writing! So Thank You all sooo much.