Intense


Disclaimer: I now state I do not own any of the people mentioned in this fan fic (though I'm welcome to offers Brendan and Jason!) This is purely for entertainment.

Rating: If you're old enough to watch the show you can read this.

Author's note: There wasn't enough M&M in TLV so I took it upon myself to change things.

Michael walked along the deserted streets of Roswell. It was way past midnight but his head wouldn't stop pounding. He couldn't believe what they had found out. Tess, the new girl who was ruining things all over the place, was an alien. She had pieced together a broken statue with a wave of a hand.
He couldn't understand all this. He went 16 years without other aliens, human friends…even Maria.
And now, when he finally gets a quasi-normal life it's all changed in the blink of an eye.
Now he had to deal with ANOTHER real alien. A link to the past. To his home.
But now home didn't seem so appealing. Now he was faced with the prospect of a new life he wasn't sure if he wanted it. It might mean leaving Roswell, a prospect that he would have jumped at a few months ago but now he had a life. He had friends in Liz and Alex and his relationship with Isabel and Max although slightly bruised was still quite good and he even had his apartment. It wasn't much but it was his.
And most importantly he had Maria. She had lied for him, encouraged him, helped him to find out about Topolsky, kissed him, touched him, healed him, cared about him, made him feel, comforted him, let him see her and overlooked his faults. She knew how he felt. He had no idea how. God knows, he was distant most of the time, but she still knew.
He looked up to where his feet had taken him. He was outside the library where he and Isabel and tried to contact Nasedo. More liked succeeded.
He saw a dark lump on the grass and immediately moved to cover it. Within a couple of seconds he realised who the person was.
"Maria what are you doing out here?" he fumed crossing to her side and attempting to pull her up.
"I was thinking!" she sighed exasperated.
"Maria its not safe. Tess could be dangerous. She knows that I-we- care about you and might try and hurt you. Come on Maria!" he explained, again trying to pull her to her feet.
"Michael, either sit down or go away." she replied not making any move to comply.
Michael lowered himself and sat watching her face.
Her eyes were staring up at sky and her hair was fanned out on the grass like a halo.
"This whole thing has got me thinking," she said softly. "You know this could explain Max's attraction to her. She's one of you. Maybe he just didn't realise what love was with Liz. Maybe you aren't meant for humans. Maybe aliens automatically love other aliens."
"No."
"How do you know? I mean Max has being going ga-ga over Tess. Maybe all of you are like that."
"Because Maria, I know what I feel."
"Have you ever kissed Isabel?" she asked abruptly.
"What? She's my sister Maria!"
"You don't know that. She might not be related to either of you or Max. Haven't you ever been attracted to her?"
"No, I haven't on both counts."
"But she's so pretty-"
He cut her off before she could finish.
"You're prettier," he whispered, propping himself up on one elbow and resting his hand on her stomach and drawing small circles.
"You realise that no matter how much we say things it doesn't make them true. You and Tess could end up running off together tomorrow. Or you and Isabel could decide that Alex is a geek and I'm to weird and dump us to get married to each other."
"Maria, I promise I will not be running off with Tess. And as for me and Isabel thinking you guys are strange…considering who we are we have no right to call anybody strange."
Maria sighed. She still had this feeling that things were going to get a lot harder.
"You know, I think you should be with me every time I go all hyper," she told him turning he head to the side.
He leant over he and kissed her softly.
"I think I can manage that."