Author's Note: This is a weird story, I know. I like to take shows, and add things and events that would never actually happen. Please review. I honestly don't care if you dislike my story, just as long as you can give me a few pointers. I aim to please. Let me know if you have anything you'd want me to add.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Jason Katims and the WB show "Roswell", except for Audrey and a few more characters to enter the story later on.

Summary: So, a hot girl (with a secret past) moves to Roswell. Is it coincidental? Does she know something about the aliens? Maria is desperate to find out, especially since Michael seems so intrigued by her presence. Is she a loyal ally or a deadly enemy? Is it possible to be both? Read on and find out for yourself...


Forget the Past
Chapter 3.
Instrument of Death

Maria glanced around the backroom. No one was there. She then opened Audrey's locker with one of the keys. Mr. Parker had a key for each locker, in case he suspected any illegal action. You can never be too safe, he always thought.
It opened almost too easily, Maria thought, and there was the gift bag. Part of her wanted there to be something bad in there. Another part hoped it was just a teddy bear, or perfume- something normal.
She removed the tissue paper and there it was. A gun. A real gun. Maria was breathless. She had never been this close to an actual fire arm, an instrument of death.
"Liz!" she called, "Liz! I need you!" she called again, trying not to sound suspicious and get Audrey's attention.
"What is it Maria? You didn't find anything did you-" Liz walked in, "Oh my GOD! Where'd you get that?!" Liz saw the gun in her best friend's hand. It brought back memories of that fateful day when Max healed her.
"It," Maria said, "It was in Audrey's locker. In the bag."
"What?"
"I found it, in the bag," Maria said, her hand shaking nervously as her fingers caressed the cool curves of the gun's surface.
"What would she need a gun fo-"
"Hey, you guys, the last customer just lef- What the HELL are you doing?!" Audrey entered, and saw her open locker and the gun in Maria's hands.
"Don't move!" Maria screamed, pointing the gun at Audrey.
"You don't know what you're doing! Put the gun down!" Audrey screamed back, taking a step forward.
"Don't come any closer!" Maria cocked the gun.
Michael came running in from the kitchen.
"What?!" he screamed, saw Maria pointing the gun, and asked, "What the hell's going on?"
"Why don't you ask Audrey?" Maria said.
"What?" Michael was confused.
"We found this gun in her locker," Maria answered, and looked back at Audrey, "Now, I'd like to know what you are doing with it? Who that guy was, and why he gave this to you?"
"That is none of your business," Audrey answered.
"If I were you right now, I wouldn't mess with me," Maria said, "What are you really doing in Roswell?"
Liz stood there, frozen in shock. Maria had been right all along.
"What are you really doing in Roswell?" Maria asked again, "Your father wasn't really tranferred, was he?"
Audrey stared back at Maria blankly.
"Was he?!"
"You know what?" Audrey answered, "He really was. You know what else? No, that's not the only reaon I'm here."
"Why are you here?" Michael asked, becoming afraid of the possibilities.
"Now," Audrey continued, "I don't know who you think I am, or what you think I'm doing here, but I can assure you that who I am, and what I am involved in has absolutely nothing to do with you and your idiotic suspicions."
"Wow," Maria said, "Those are pretty big words coming from a girl with a gun pointing in her direction."
"You know," Audrey said walking closer, Maria pulled the trigger again and again with no results, "A gun works better when it is loaded."