A.N. This has some disturbing images. But this was sort of how I was when a friend of mine died in a car crash. I looked at it and spoke about it as if I didn't care one way or another because I couldn't deal with it on an emotional level at that time.

A.N. 2: This fic will jump from past to present often so please look carefully at the dates so not to get confused.

Chapter 1

5 years later; February 17, 2005

She never thought she'd be back here.

After what happened it wasn't like she had much choice.

Liz got the news last week, at first she thought she had heard wrong, she had talked to them for hours just last week. It had to be a joke, but Alex continuously had to tell her that it was true. Even when it sunk in it didn't seem real.

Nancy and Jeffrey Parker were dead.

A car crash, Alex said. A man coming home in his jeep from pulling an almost twenty hour workday, had decided that he was ok to drive home the ten miles. After all at that time of night it would only take him fifteen minutes. He fell asleep at the wheel a mile from his home, rammed into her parents car head on.

They had been coming home from a party that had been held at a local family's house. Mom hadn't been wearing her seatbelt and she flew through the windshield, her skull hitting the jeeps grill, she died instantly. Dad hit his head against the steering wheel, when the airbag went off it came out with such force it snapped his neck and he died.

Now the man that caused this whole thing by not pulling over and taking a nap or calling someone to pick him up was released from the hospital three days ago. He had cuts and abrasions, a small concussion. He was able to go to home to his family. His wife, son, and daughter. All in all, Phillip Evans would be fine; he was still living and breathing.

Of course Alex didn't tell her all the gory details, she had to go digging for those on her own. It took a couple days but she found what she was looking for. She sniffs, tears threaten to spill over her dark lashes and trail down her cheek, but she's done enough crying for now. Until he gets here she doesn't want to cry, she has to be strong, at least for a little while longer. When her mates here with her then she can let go again.

As she drives through the town, with her son playing with his GI Joe and tank in the back seat, she can't help but wonder about the people she left behind all those years ago. Alex had kept her updated on everything, just incase she was needed she would know the back-story.

Maria, shockingly, was still residing in Roswell, married to a Darren Jacobson, Maria had met him at the Crashdown while working he told her he'd get her a record deal; so far he hasn't come through. Michael is single but dating Isabel occasionally, maybe he figured he might as well give 'destiny' a shot. Max was married to a Veronica Lowell but it didn't last probably because he made a habit of plowing into Tess every chance he got.

Kyle, the father of her beautiful baby boy, was currently engaged to Tess, and she's expecting his child. She says she stopped sleeping with Max, but you can never know. Lastly Alex, he fell in love with a tourist named Serena Mitchell, the girl that Future Max told me would be a friend of mine one day, he was right. They have twins and are expecting another child in March.

"Mama, I'm hungry." Lucas had tried unsuccessfully to reach his travel bag, where he knew she had put his snacks and juice.

"You're hungry?" She teases him. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?"

"Give me food…peas." He claps his hands together, giving her the most adorable smile and continues to try to reach his bag.

"Ok, hold on sweetie." Liz pulls over on the side of the road, reaches into the bag and pulls out some Cheerio's in a zip-lock bag. "Try not to make a mess honey." She buckles her seat belt and pulls back out onto the road. The sound of Lucas munching away on his snack helps give her something to focus on, her parents only met Luke once. She should have come home more often.

The Parker's funeral was today…well, tonight. Fred took care of all the arrangements long distance, while Liz hardly did anything, not that they would let her even if she could. All she did was cry and hold onto her mate and son. Her friends have been so supportive while she's been in her catatonic state, helping take care of Luke, giving her as much time as she needed away from work, and even helping her mate cook her meals…he's not a very good cook.

When she called Alex yesterday and told him all the information he said that the 'I Know an Alien Club' had been meeting at the Crash everyday since Nancy and Jeff's death. They would probably be there when she arrived, he asked if she wanted them at the funeral. Liz told him they could come to the funeral, the funeral would be held after dusk, but afterwards they would not be allowed back in the Crash, not during closed hours anyway.

"Done mama." He tosses the baggie on the car floor and picks up his toys again continuing to act out his story from where he left off.

Liz chuckles and shakes her head good-naturedly. The night she found out about her parents Fred, Buffy, Angel, and Gunn had just come back from slicing and dicing a demon. Normally Fred wouldn't have gone but she was needed to say a spell to make sure the demon stayed dead. Her mate, Spike, was disappointed he couldn't go, but after an injury to his side the previous night he would have done more harm than good.

Liz remembers when she first arrived in LA and the Hyperion Hotel, Fred had been outside waiting to greet her, and she hadn't been alone. And Liz had no clue what was going on for months after she arrived. When she did she was shocked to say the least.

It was when everyone was celebrating that the phone call came. Cordy had picked up the phone and in a cheery voice said the motto of Angel Investigations, her smile had left her face and she held the phone out, looked directly at Liz and said it was Alex.

More curious than worried she took the phone from Cordy and listened. She told him that, that wasn't funny. It wasn't meant to be funny. After that she couldn't remember anything and it was the next night. Spike was there with her holding her, told her about what happened from the point she couldn't remember.

She told Alex thank you and goodbye unemotionally, had hung up on him. Then turned to everyone and said she had to check up on Lucas, Spike had called Alex back demanding to know what he had told Liz. He found out.

Spike had run upstairs to Lucas's room and found her there singing to him, a lullaby that her mother had sung to her when she was a child. After he was sleeping she got up without acknowledging Spike and went to their room where she lay there for hours staring at the wall till she finally fell asleep.

It took her another few days to be able to cry but when she did she couldn't stop and Spike had been there, solid and supportive. She can hardly wait till he's here with her; he had to finish things in LA before following her.

TBC