Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell or the Covenant. This is my take on how things might have happened had Liz made a different decision.

One week later

Tyler was reading Liz's response to his letter and was thrilled to see that she was not only fine with his venting in his last letter, but gave him her email so they could talk sooner. It pleased him perhaps more than it should that she would want to hear from him sooner. He returned his attention to lecture and soon realized that for once he would need to barrow notes from Reid. He found himself ready to laugh out loud at the thought, but quickly cut it off before it could escape his mouth.

At lunch that day he sat down with his brothers as usual and found that they were all looking at him. Finally, Caleb was the one to speak, "Do you have a picture of her?" Tyler was surprised by the question and had not even thought to ask Liz for one. He took a breath and responded, "No, I haven't asked for one; do you think that I should?" There was a resounding, "Yes" from the other sons as quickly as Tyler responded. So, Tyler resigned himself to asking for a picture and found himself wondering for the first time what she looked like. He already found that he liked talking to her. He could tell from what she had told him that she was: nice, hardworking and cared about others. Tyler found himself thinking about how Liz had said that she could not seem to get her life back on track after the last couple of years. Perhaps, Tyler thought I could help her there.

Later that night, back at the dorms

Tyler sat himself down at his computer and pulled up his email account. He wanted to respond to what Liz had said about her dreams and not being able to get her life back on track. To him it seemed like the sort of thing that she really needed to talk to someone about and soon. He placed his name in the subject line so that she would know that it was from him and started the email.

Liz, I want to thank you for you giving me your email address so that we can talk more often. It will nice to hear from you more frequently.

I could not help but notice that you said that you used to dream of going to Harvard in your last letter. Is that dream so far gone that it is irretrievable? For your sake I hope not. Everyone should have a dream something to hold onto and work towards. It would also be nice to have you at school with me and my friends next year. That is right, I will be at Harvard. As long as my grades stay up that is where I will be going. My friend Caleb and I are legacies there; both our fathers were class of '81.

So I say enough of talking about the heavy stuff though for right now. I noticed in a previous letter that you said that you like playing pool. That happens to be a favorite pastime of mine as well. What else do you enjoy?

30 minutes later

Hey Tyler, I was surprised and glad to see an email from you. As to my dreams about going to Harvard I would say that they are not in the best of situations. My grades aren't that bad but they aren't that great either. I was once a straight A student and then a whole lot of drama happened and Alex passed away and my grades fell. I'm not sure that I can expect to even have a shot at Harvard. Straight A students get turned away let alone B students. I attend a public school in a small town and so my expectation is that it won't happen.

I'm glad to find that we have something in common. I also enjoy stargazing either from my balcony or out in the dessert. I spend a lot of time reading but my tastes have changed over the last year in what I like to read. I find myself leaning away from classics and romance to more modern writers of: mystery and horror. What about you?

The following afternoon

Tyler began to read the email and found that he was pleasantly surprised. He not only had similar taste to Liz in books but he enjoyed stargazing too. To him this seemed too be too coincidental. He decided to ask Liz if she would send him a picture. He wanted to see what she looked like and had a funny feeling that he knew what he would see.

He also decided to make a couple of phone calls and see if he couldn't make a way for Liz to join him here at Spencer and later on at Harvard if that is what she wanted. The first call would be to his dad and the second would be to the CFO who handled his trust account.

Picking up his cell phone Tyler dialed his father's work number and prepared for usual long wait until his father could be bothered with him. He was surprised though when the secretary put him straight through. This almost never happened and when it did it could only mean that his father was expecting the call. This would be quick and easy he thought. Sure enough, Glen Simms picked up the phone and got right to the point. "Hi Tyler, I know what you are calling about and I think it is a good idea. Your mother and I have been trying to find a suitable kid to offer a scholarship too for a while. If you think that this girl would fit in at Spencer then we will back your decision on that. I already made the call to the school and the CFO. Everything is ready to roll. All we need is for you to see if she would accept and then she needs to send on a copy of her transcripts to the Provost office." Pleased beyond words Tyler thanked his dad and hung up the phone. He then proceeded to write an email to Liz detailing the offer from his dad and the school.

Liz, If you would like to have a change of scenery and some help getting your grades up and get back on track I have an offer for you. My parents have been looking for someone to sponsor to attend school here at Spencer and later on if they do to the college of their choice. The Provost is open to accepting you. All that you would need to do is send on a copy of your transcripts to the Provost office here. Would you like to join me here at Spencer?

With that Tyler prepared himself for yet another day of torment and lectures and left his dorm for the main campus.