Liz awoke to the sound of her alarm clock. She jumped out of bed and after taking a quick shower, she began to get ready for school. Down the stairs she ran and picked up a blueberry muffin from the tray in front of her father.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Jeff Parker asked his daughter.

"School, dad. It's a way of life." Liz responded. Mr. Parker's smile widened as he grabbed the muffin from Liz's hand.

"How about summer vacation? I'd say that's a way of life for a good two and a half months." He grinned as he placed the muffin on his own plate. "You're scheduled to work in an hour anyway, so no harm done, right?" Liz groaned as she laughed at herself. "Oh, I didn't want to wake you last night, but Alex called. Said something like 'Tell Liz she and Max have backstage passes to our show Friday night.'"

A lump formed in Liz's throat. "What did you just say?"

"I said, Alex called last night and you have backstage passes to his show on Friday." Her father replied calmly. "Honey, is something wrong?"

"When did he call?" Liz asked, closing her eyes. 'This isn't happening again. I'm hallucinating.' She thought as she waited for her father's reply.

"Last night, while you were sleeping." Mr. Parker said, taking a bite out of his muffin. "He asked me to have to give him a call."

Liz ran into the backroom and grabbed the car keys. "I'll be right back!" She called as she ran out the back door and toward the family car. Liz pulled out of the alleyway hastily, nearly hitting a trashcan. She drove off toward the Whitman's home. "This can't be right." She said to herself as she pulled in front of the house, noticing that Alex's old chevy was parked in the driveway. Liz ran from her car and knocked on the front door. Mr. Whitman answered with a yawn.

"Liz..." He spoke softly. "What are you doing here so early?" Mr. Whitman asked in confusion.

"Is Alex here?" Mr. Whitman was silent for a few seconds. "Oh, I'm sorry..." She said, hoping his silence meant Alex was no longer around like she remembered.

"No, it's okay. He's probably still sleeping, but you can go to his room." Mr. Whitman said, taking a step to the side to let Liz in. Liz's face dropped as she stepped past him. The last time she'd been in the Whitman home was when she was searching to clues to help her discover how Alex had died. A rush of heartrending memories flooded her mind as she slowly walked toward the bedroom door. She didn't bother knocking, but slid the door open quietly and took a step into the room. Alex was sleeping, pillow over his head, one foot hanging over the edge. Liz couldn't help but smile. She ran to his side and shook him gently.

"Alex..." She whispered with a huge smile. "Alex, wake up!" She said as he stirred. He squinted his eyes in confusion and sleepiness.

"Liz?" Alex muttered as Liz practically dove on top of him, embracing him in a tight hug. "Liz, what's going on? What happened?" He asked, frantically. With the way things were going in the 'I Know an Alien' Club, he was always ready for bad news.

"You're alive..." Liz could feel tears start to well up in her eyes. She let go of Alex and kneeled on the floor. "I just wanted to make sure you were still here."

Alex's forehead crinkled. "Yup...I'm still here..." He said, smiling slowly. "You didn't get into Maria's oils again and make a bad mix, did you?" He asked mockingly. Liz shook her head slowly. "Well then you're starting to wig me out a little." Alex laughed. "Seriously, what's up?" He asked, thinking that Liz wasn't giving the whole truth.

"Nothing, I just missed talking to you." Liz said. 'Since you aren't alive anymore...' Liz thought. All she could think about was having her best friend back. Since the day she'd found out about Max, Isabel and Michael, nothing surprised her. "You know, since you were in Sweden and everything..."

"Ahhhh...the infamous Sweden trip..." Alex smiled. "Yeah, it was rough not being around my two favorite girls." Alex said, referring to Liz and Maria. "I have more pictures, you know, if you want to see them." He offered.

"Yeah, I'd love to see your pictures." Liz said as Alex pulled out an album and flipped to the first page.

"Liana..." He pointed to the blond girl. "I believe I've told you about her already." His grin grew two sizes too big. "This is the American Embassy in Stockholm. This is inside a silver mine outside the capital..." Liz wasn't even paying attention to his pictures or words anymore, only to the fact that Alex was home. "Liz?" Alex asked, waving a hand in front of Liz's dazed face. "Hey, Liz it's 10:30 and I'm done going through my pictures." He said, smiling as Liz came back to earth.

"10:30?" She repeated. "I have to go...work, I'm sorry I have to leave so soon..." Liz said with regret, how did she know that Alex would still be around after she got back from work? What if there was another alien time warp and it was about to end? Liz hugged Alex again.

"It's no problem, I'm sure I'll be over to the cafe soon anyway..." He laughed at Liz's concern. "Look, could you tell Maria we're rehearsing later tonight? The guys are totally stressed about this gig so we're tossing in a few extra practices." Alex said as he let Liz out the front door. Liz nodded and went to her car.

She was absolutely ecstatic. Whatever freaky alien thing was going on right now, Alex was alive and well. Liz couldn't rub the grin from her face as she drove home.