It had been nearly a week since the Royal Four's encounter with Nicholas, and so far, no invasion force had come to Earth. Liz just got back from vacation, and is talking with Maria and Kyle at the Crashdown.
"No, no," Liz was saying, "Maria, I don't believe you. Ava seemed so nice. I can't imagine she would do that to Max."
"Yeah," opposed Kyle, "well, apparently, this Lonnie person did something, and forced her to do it."
"What could Lonnie possibly have done?" Liz wondered.
"Well," Maria offered, "it's true that we never did learn very much about the other alien's powers. Just that overall the NY batch were more advanced the Roswell batch."
"Batch?" questioned Liz, not liking Maria's descriptive word.
"That's what they are," Maria countered.
Then, Max came into the Crashdown with Tess. He made eye contact with Liz for a moment as he held open the door for her. He sat Tess down at a booth, and approached Liz, who stood up.
"Can we talk?" He asked her.
"Sure Max," Liz said.
The two of them slipped out to behind the back of the café. Liz started the conversation, "Listen," she said, "Max, now that Tess is back, and wasn't really here seducing you, and killing Alex. Well, I was just thinking maybe we shouldn't be seeing each other again after all. It's just, hard for me to think of losing you again." Then more lightly, "Besides you and Tess have that whole destiny thing… I've never wanted to interfere." What Max didn't know is that his future self had warned Liz that Tess was vital to the Royal Four's survival. She had been letting that experience go to the back of her mind lately, but while in Florida, she had a dream of the future Max, and it reminded her not to get involved with the real Max.
"I agree," Max said, "I have to… We have things to deal with right now, Liz. Alien things. I'm really learning that we can't deny our alien side. Whether we like it or not it is a part of us. Being human is a part of us too. Our destiny's can't be pre-determined."
"I don't know Max…" Liz was feeling like Max was getting too close. "I think I here Maria calling," she said quickly, and quickly walked away.
Later, that night, Max went to Michael's place. Inside, Michael was crushing rocks and preparing for battle. Max had come in, sat down and merely watched as Michael trained himself.
"Well," Michael said, a bit short of breath, "did you come to say something, or just sit there like an idiot."
"I came to talk about this," Max said.
"This?" Michael said, confused, "What's 'this'?"
"This," said Max simply, "this confrontation between us. I think recent events have shown us now more than ever that we, all four of us, are a team. It's been that way all along. We're not only part alien, but part human as well…" Max flinched as Michael cracked a large rock.
Michael said, "What's your point, Maxwell."
"The four of us are linked, at least that's what our enemies believe. They no more of what's going on here than we do. We've been told that we're stronger, but we don't know that for sure. It's supposed to be something inside us, and we have to just hope that it comes to us in a time of need. Even before, in that other life, we lost everything. Obviously, we did something wrong, made some sort of… mistake."
"We spilt up," Michael said, beginning to understand.
"Yes," confirmed Max, "we don't have to take that life back now if we don't want to, but we do have enemies. Enemies that want to take our lives away from us now. To stay alive, we have to work as a team. We live and die as a team, at least until our situation becomes more favorable. The bottom line is, they're coming Michael. They're coming to kill us."
"Yeah Maxwell," Michael said, "they are. That's why we have to be prepared. That's what I'm doing."
"It's more than that though," Max said, "we have to fight as one, not as four. We must be strong, standing together because it won't do us any good to be strong standing alone. Tess is there for me; Isabel and I have cleared up our arguments. I can count on her too. I need to know if you're willing to play you're role Michael."
"Max," Michael said, "I'm loyal. I trust you."
"I know you'll reluctantly go along with my decisions," said Max, "but it's more than that. Would you die for me?"
"I did before," Michael said, "I've been told it was a mistake."
"Will you die for me?" Max said, sounding like the "Fearless Leader" Michael had been looking for so many months ago.
Michael approached Max and stood tall. He told him, "You are the king, I am your Second. It's my duty to die for the king. Whether I like it or not: my life is in your hands."
Max was surprised. He had never heard Michael so serious and determined. He had never heard Michael treat him with the respect of a leader. Especially since he had become closer in his relationship with Maria. "I'll try not to let you down," said Max, "I'll try not to let any of you down."
Max turned to leave, but before he stepped out, Michael said, "Max." Max turned around, "I know you'll do your best, and (reluctantly) I know you'll do what you think is right." Max nodded and smiled, showing he was pleased to hear Michael say this, then he walked out.
Moments later, another knock on Michael's door. "C'mon Maxwell," he said to himself, "what now?"
He opened the door, "Maria," he said softly.
"Michael, hi," Maria smiled, and invited herself in, knowing that Michael had that Oh boy, look on his face. She got a bit more serious and said, "We need to talk."
"Maria," Michael said, "look, I've got alien stuff to deal with right now. I know that my greatest fears are coming true, and now I gotta face them."
"Why can't we face them together?" Maria whined.
"Because I may wind up dead, and I don't want you to wind up dead too. They could come through that door… or that window at any second."
"All right," Maria said, "I understand that, but, well, Max has to work, but Liz and Kyle and Tess and Isabel and well, me are going to meet in the Crashdown tonight – just chill out. Can you come with me, please? You're in better shape with the more of you aliens around anyway, right?"
"Yeah," Michael said, "why not? Let's go." With that the two left together, off to the Crashdown Café.
Max entered the UFO Center. He looked for Brody, but couldn't find him anywhere. "Brody," he had called several times, but no response. He decided to check in the back room. Although Brody had been staying out of there for the most part. Ever since his experiment caused him to become overflowed with thoughts that belonged to Larick.
Max entered the back, and saw Brody entranced with the computer screen. "Brody," he said.
"Huh?" Brody said, startled, "Oh, Max it's just you."
"Why are you so jumpy?"
"Come over here. Look. Just outside of Roswell, it's a spaceship, Max. It's landed." To Max, it meant just one thing, Kavar was here. Brody continued though, "But that's not the best part, look here. I'm picking up life forms. They seem to be spreading out, their ship as the focal point. It's like a search pattern. I never thought I would see something this amazing. I wonder what they're looking for?"
Us, Max thought. "Uhh, Brody, I'm… not feeling well. Can I have the night off?"
"Yeah, whatever," Brody told him, not really paying attention.
At the Crashdown Café there was a group of teenagers sitting at a table enjoying themselves – having a good time. Or at least they were, until Max Evans burst in. "Michael, Isabel, Tess! They're here, we have to go!"
"Kavar?" Isabel said to confirm.
"Yes," said Max nervously, "Brody made the discovery. We can't just be walking loosely around Roswell. We need to find a defensible position."
"But where?" Tess asked.
"The one place that's been the center of our lives here on Earth…"
"The pod chamber," Michael cut in and finished Max's thought, "Let's go!"
"We've been waiting here for hours," Isabel said, "what happens when one of them finds us?"
"Then we fight," Michael said.
At that moment they heard the door open. They jumped up, becoming alert. A young woman walked toward them, her brown hair tied back, her silver jumpsuit very shiny. Max erected his green forcefield, "Get ready," he signaled.
However, the woman didn't try to attack or penetrate the forcefield. She just stood there looking at the four of them. Isabel thought she looked familiar, but it didn't fit. The woman was clearly alien, or else she could not have entered the pod chamber. If she was an alien enemy, Isabel could not have known her. Yet, Isabel could swear she had seen her before. When the alien women made eye contact with Isabel, she finally recognized where she had seen that face before.
She couldn't help but say it out loud, "Mom?"