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Chapter 5:
Everyone looked up at Max for conformation about what must take place to help
resolve the sudden crisis. No one knew exactly what they should do, for this didn't really
involve them. This was between mother and father against their children. "You gave the
tape to our parents," Isabel asked again, unsure.
The Sheriff nodded in response. Isabel buried her face in her hands, shaking her
head side to side. From behind, she felt Alex come to take her in his arms. She leaned
her head against his chest, wanting to feel close to him, to feel him warm presence all
around her. Allowing herself to think back to last year, she remembered there was a time
when Max and her were going to tell their parents the truth. Oh she wanted to so badly,
but they didn't. Max wouldn't allow it.
"We tell them the truth. We have no other option," Max said. Those words has
such a big meaning to the group, but to anyone else, they were nothing. But everything
that happened between everyone, mattered. Everything mattered. Everyone mattered.
As Isabel heard her brothers words, she knew how hard it was for him to admit
that he was alien, that he was different.
"Are you sure?" Michael asked. Max nodded his head. He knew that his parents
would come here. He felt it in his heart. They were coming.
Diane and Phillip Evans hustled in their home looking for a sign that could help
with the sudden disappearance of their children. When giving up after so many tries of
searching, they fell back on the couch. They felt so many things. Worry, fear, anger. All
they wanted was their children back safely in their arms. It had happened before in the
past. They went days without being at home, but they always called to tell them they
were okay. But this time, they didn't call. Nothing. They received nothing from their
children.
"Phillip, I'm so worried," Diane said, looking over at her husband. She saw that a
small tear escaped from his eyes. Wiping it away with her thumb, she leaned into his
open arms. She was so worried about her children. What had happened? Wasn't she
doing everything right? Did she do anything wrong to make her children run away from
home? Wasn't she being a great mother?
"What are we going to do? I am so scared. They are out there in that world all
alone." Phillip kissed her wife's forehead. He knew in his heart they were close. But
through his concern, he felt that something wasn't right about any of this. Something
wasn't right, his mind repeated.
He saw his wife entangled herself from his arms. She walked over to the coat
hanger, placed beside the door. Pulling on her coat, she turned her eyes to her husband.
"I'm going to find my children, Phill," she explained, slipping on her shoes. Before she
could leave, she felt her husbands arms around her neck.
"Let's go the Crashdown. Perhaps they went there before they came home,"
Phillip suggested. She nodded her head weakly. Closing the door behind Diane, Phillip
only hoped that all of their problems would be solved in this one night. His wife couldn't
take anymore of this. And he didn't think that he could either.
The lady who sat in the Crashdown with the small child wrapped protectively in
her arms, finally made her way over the children sitting quietly in the booth in front of
her. Since she had arrived in the restaurant, she never took her eyes away from them. It
was time.
Clearing her scratchy throat, she caught the attention of the group. "Hi," she said,
switching the child on her hips. Liz rose from her seat and went over to the child.
"Aren't you cute?" she said, playing with his tiny hands. The little boy held out his hands
for Liz to take him.
"What's his name?" she asked the woman. Something was so familiar about her.
Something that she couldn't understand.
"Christian," the lady replied. She smiled as she saw how wonderful Christian was
getting along with Liz. It was beautiful. Maybe this would be easier than I thought.
Taking the child over to her seat, she looked over at the woman to see if it was okay.
Everyone looked at each other to confirm their thoughts. Who is this person? Is
she evil? Good? No one knew. "Who are you?" Max asked, standing up to face her.
"I'm," her voice stopped as she saw the parents rushing in. She went back to her
seat, watching the scene unfold fold in front of her.
"Izzy, Max," Diane cried, as she caught sight of her children. She took them in
her arms, oblivious of the woman who rushed in front of her. Isabel and Max easily went
into their mother's arms, wondering how they would have ever left Earth without ever
seeing them.
"Where were you, Max? When the Sheriff came over to our house he gave us the
tape that you and Izzy had made. Where were you going?" Diane asked. She felt her
loving husband come behind her to lead her in a chair. Sitting down in a chair, she
looked up at Max for him to begin. The exchanged looks between each member of the
elite group didn't go unnoticed by Mrs. Evans.
"Something was going to take place tonight, and it was something big, wasn't it,"
she said, thinking her thoughts aloud. She faced her children that stood in front of her.
When they felt read, Max and Isabel sat in the booth across from their mother. Nodding
his head, Max was going to tell the secret that had been burdening Isabel and himself
since they hatched out of the pods all those years ago.
The next parts should be out next week!
Chapter 5:
Everyone looked up at Max for conformation about what must take place to help
resolve the sudden crisis. No one knew exactly what they should do, for this didn't really
involve them. This was between mother and father against their children. "You gave the
tape to our parents," Isabel asked again, unsure.
The Sheriff nodded in response. Isabel buried her face in her hands, shaking her
head side to side. From behind, she felt Alex come to take her in his arms. She leaned
her head against his chest, wanting to feel close to him, to feel him warm presence all
around her. Allowing herself to think back to last year, she remembered there was a time
when Max and her were going to tell their parents the truth. Oh she wanted to so badly,
but they didn't. Max wouldn't allow it.
"We tell them the truth. We have no other option," Max said. Those words has
such a big meaning to the group, but to anyone else, they were nothing. But everything
that happened between everyone, mattered. Everything mattered. Everyone mattered.
As Isabel heard her brothers words, she knew how hard it was for him to admit
that he was alien, that he was different.
"Are you sure?" Michael asked. Max nodded his head. He knew that his parents
would come here. He felt it in his heart. They were coming.
Diane and Phillip Evans hustled in their home looking for a sign that could help
with the sudden disappearance of their children. When giving up after so many tries of
searching, they fell back on the couch. They felt so many things. Worry, fear, anger. All
they wanted was their children back safely in their arms. It had happened before in the
past. They went days without being at home, but they always called to tell them they
were okay. But this time, they didn't call. Nothing. They received nothing from their
children.
"Phillip, I'm so worried," Diane said, looking over at her husband. She saw that a
small tear escaped from his eyes. Wiping it away with her thumb, she leaned into his
open arms. She was so worried about her children. What had happened? Wasn't she
doing everything right? Did she do anything wrong to make her children run away from
home? Wasn't she being a great mother?
"What are we going to do? I am so scared. They are out there in that world all
alone." Phillip kissed her wife's forehead. He knew in his heart they were close. But
through his concern, he felt that something wasn't right about any of this. Something
wasn't right, his mind repeated.
He saw his wife entangled herself from his arms. She walked over to the coat
hanger, placed beside the door. Pulling on her coat, she turned her eyes to her husband.
"I'm going to find my children, Phill," she explained, slipping on her shoes. Before she
could leave, she felt her husbands arms around her neck.
"Let's go the Crashdown. Perhaps they went there before they came home,"
Phillip suggested. She nodded her head weakly. Closing the door behind Diane, Phillip
only hoped that all of their problems would be solved in this one night. His wife couldn't
take anymore of this. And he didn't think that he could either.
The lady who sat in the Crashdown with the small child wrapped protectively in
her arms, finally made her way over the children sitting quietly in the booth in front of
her. Since she had arrived in the restaurant, she never took her eyes away from them. It
was time.
Clearing her scratchy throat, she caught the attention of the group. "Hi," she said,
switching the child on her hips. Liz rose from her seat and went over to the child.
"Aren't you cute?" she said, playing with his tiny hands. The little boy held out his hands
for Liz to take him.
"What's his name?" she asked the woman. Something was so familiar about her.
Something that she couldn't understand.
"Christian," the lady replied. She smiled as she saw how wonderful Christian was
getting along with Liz. It was beautiful. Maybe this would be easier than I thought.
Taking the child over to her seat, she looked over at the woman to see if it was okay.
Everyone looked at each other to confirm their thoughts. Who is this person? Is
she evil? Good? No one knew. "Who are you?" Max asked, standing up to face her.
"I'm," her voice stopped as she saw the parents rushing in. She went back to her
seat, watching the scene unfold fold in front of her.
"Izzy, Max," Diane cried, as she caught sight of her children. She took them in
her arms, oblivious of the woman who rushed in front of her. Isabel and Max easily went
into their mother's arms, wondering how they would have ever left Earth without ever
seeing them.
"Where were you, Max? When the Sheriff came over to our house he gave us the
tape that you and Izzy had made. Where were you going?" Diane asked. She felt her
loving husband come behind her to lead her in a chair. Sitting down in a chair, she
looked up at Max for him to begin. The exchanged looks between each member of the
elite group didn't go unnoticed by Mrs. Evans.
"Something was going to take place tonight, and it was something big, wasn't it,"
she said, thinking her thoughts aloud. She faced her children that stood in front of her.
When they felt read, Max and Isabel sat in the booth across from their mother. Nodding
his head, Max was going to tell the secret that had been burdening Isabel and himself
since they hatched out of the pods all those years ago.