"I just want this all to be over." Maria was pacing the floor of the room in the dark. Michael was desperately trying to get some sleep, but Maria's rambling kept him awake. "I just want to push this kid out of my system, I want Isabel to be happy, and I want everyone to be happy again." She turned around again, now facing the window.

"Everyone does. Come to bed."

"I can't possibly sleep, Michael." She paced more furiously. She, like everyone else, wanted this to end. But she figured that it couldn't possibly end pretty for one person. It was always that way. Even if they all survived, Isabel's decision could hurt Alex or Jesse. Or if along the way she decided to give up the baby like Max did to Zan, both she and Michael would feel the pain. It was a very bad time to be human or alien. She put her hand on her stomach.

"What do you want to talk about?" She watched him sit up and rub his eyes.

"What do want to do with this child, Michael? Do you really think that we could be good parents, even if we weren't in this situation?"

"We barely make a good couple, but we manage."

Maria bit her lip before sinking into the very edge of the bed at the foot. Michael gently pulled her back and she fell into his lap. "I wish that could be enough for a kid." She bit her lip harder, but not hard enough to bit through it.

"I'm just trying to be positive." She couldn't argue with his defensive tone. She didn't want to. She could only think about decisions.

"Could we make the wrong decision?"

"About what?"

"This child. Any decision?" She knew he was avoiding the question at any cost. He was part alien and the most of all three, but she needed to know that he was on the same page as her. It was a test to see if he could be human, just like her.

"I could. But you couldn't." He was alien, through and through. He could admit it, too. She adjusted to purse her lips to keep tears away. It worked, but it broke her voice.

"What did we do?" she whispered.

"Don't think about it. Just sleep."

"I can't." She stood up again and heard him sigh. He lay back against the pillows angrily, exasperatedly. She didn't want this pain, so much of it, to break them apart when they needed each other at this very moment. She knew they shouldn't have worked. But after working once, they couldn't separate for either world. It was weirder than dating an alien how they worked, and neither one thought about how it did, until now. Maria stared at him with a disgusted look on her face and wondered exactly what kept them together.

But there was no conclusion. From where exactly did their feelings emanate? Until they knew, they were stuck doing this dance, just loving with all of their human hearts for no reason.

"What else is bugging you?" he stayed still as he asked, but it was sincere to her ears.

"Alex. I just don't want to see him going through this pain. But we can't get rid of him because we're all he has now. We're the only ones that know he's alive and the only ones that can. As much as I love Alex, it would have been better for him to stay dead." Michael didn't respond, and Maria was grateful he didn't. It was too hard for her to say it, but she knew that it was true. Everyone had moved forward and left him in the past. Now that he was their present and future, everyone had to recreate their lives around him just because they were the only ones that believed in the supernatural and thus his reincarnation. Maria had a feeling that Alex knew this and might try to do something about it. That made her heart heavy, too. "We're all stuck in a present that is hard to manage because of our past." She crossed over to the window and stared out. It was getting dark. Dawn must soon be upon them.

"It's always been this way. Our past carves out our future. It's like that for all humankind. It's just a little more drastic for us because of the secret. The events from the past come back to threaten our lives."

"I know. That's why we can't ever have total peace. Someone will always be after us. We aren't worth it."

"But we are to each other. The rest of the world could care less about a few people living on the fringes of life. It's like when you thought about killing Alex and you couldn't. We need each other, but we don't belong in this world."

"We're all aliens."