Roswell- Back To Roswell



Back To Roswell
Author: Adrienne
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Roswell
Rating: PG
Category: everybody , mainly about Liz! Contest Challenge
Description: Isabel and her husband, Michael are going home to Roswell for X-Mas, to face Roswell 10 years after they left.
Part: 2

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PART 2~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

::The Guerin family is in the car almost to Roswell. Isabel is turned around to face the kids in the backseat, who are quietly playing together::

ISABEL: Remember, when we're in Roswell no--

ALEXIS MARIA and MAXWELL: [shouting happily] No powers

ISABEL: And?

ALEXIS MARIA: [unsure voice] Stay clean?

ISABEL:[smiling at her daughter] Be nice to eachother and--

MAXWELL: Manners!

ISABEL: Good! We're almost to Grandma and Grandpa's.

ALEXIS MARIA: [to nobody in particular] I'm so excited! I've heard so many stories of mommy and daddy growing up here. Now we finally get to go!! Roswell! Doesn't it just sound exciting??

::Maxwell is quiet all of a sudden, he stares forlornly out the window::

MICHAEL:: peering at him from the rearview mirror:: Anything wrong, son?

MAXWELL: No, dad. It's just. . .

MICHAEL: What?

MAXWELL: I don't know. I just feel. . .silent. Like I should be quiet. It's so strange.

::Isabel bit her lip, she might lose control. She didn't want to cry in front of her kids. All her tears and she had never cried in front of her kids. "That's me," Isabel thought bitterly.

"Always behind a wall, impossible to read." Michael ran a reassuring hand down her arm. You OK? He mouthed "Or so I like to think," Isabel amended to herself.

She loved that their kids had powers, and she was so grateful that they could share their gift with their family. The kids were eager to show their parents how adept they had become. Many nights Michael and Isabel would see Alexis Maria in their dreams, waving at them and calling to them, obviously delighted at herself.

Maxwell was learning and she saw definate improvements. He could heal like Max, and Michael often pulled him aside to help him practice.

Still, they were cautios. Isabel and Michael had often overheard the two children whispering about the "rules" and swearing to keep it a secret. They were doing a much better job than the Roswellians ever did. They fit in! They managed to be honestly happy and yet keep their powers a secret. Isabel thought of her alone she always felt growing up. She had a fierce desire to keep her kids from feeling that aching lonliness, as did Michael. He turned out to be a wonderful father, better than Isabel could've dreamed.

She suddenlt became aware that Michael was staring at her, worried for her. Had she just zonked out? That happened more often each day.::

ISABEL: I'm sorry, Michael. It doesn't usually get to me, just with Christmas and going back to Roswell. . .

MICAHEL: [reassuringly] I understand. But it's been 10 years. It'll be OK

ISABEL: [absently] Yea. ::when they had moved to California they swore never to come back. Roswell would not be given another chance to tear them apart. But it had been 10 years since Max had died, almost to the day. There was going to be a memorial to remember him. Like anyone could forget.

She wondered if Liz would be there, if she could be there. Max's death had hit her harder than anyone could have guessed. On a selfish thought; she wondered if Alex would be there. A wave of guilt ran through her. She squeezed Michael's hand and wondered if Maria would be there as well.::





TBC

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