Title: Shadowed Past
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: secrets_of_the_sky@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell and Dark Angel characters.
Rating: Pg-13
Category: UC-Mi/L/AU/Crossover with Dark Angel
Summary: I suck at writing summaries I usually end up giving it all away, so just read and find out.
Author's note: I just want to thank Polarist and Laura for correcting my fic.
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Chapter 1

Liz strolled the streets of Roswell blending into the shadows; occasionally having to hide from a hover craft that would occasionally pass by. She was looking for a safe place, somewhere high, but nothing was high or safe enough for her. When she had been in Manticore, the high places were safe, their escape, but not anymore. Now they were free, but they still had to look over their shoulders, their training never forgotten.

She knew she should be heading to her home, but she couldn't. 'They are dead. They are dead.' Her mind would repeat over and over again like a mantra. She trusted only a few people, four to be exact, Alex, the Sheriff, and her parents, and now they were dead, perhaps because of her. Liz had no doubt the Parkers had died, because of Manticore. 'Maybe they found out what they did...now all I can do is protect Alex and the Sheriff.'

Liz remembered the day the Parkers saved her as if it were yesterday. When they were escaping and separated, she thought she was trapped and was going back to her prison, but they had soothingly told her she could trust them, and she went against everything she was taught, her instincts and trusted them. They took her to Roswell, where they used to live, and had a loyal, trusting friend, the Sheriff. In those few hours she learned more than she had learned in the years she was in Manticore, she learned to trust, and she learned who the Parkers were and why they had saved her. They were her biological parents, they were scientists that worked in Manticore, but they never could have children, and Manticore had given them the opportunity, they had no idea what was their true plan. Once they had the sperms and eggs, they forgot all about the Parkers, and the only time they could only see their daughter from afar, and when they had to take a blood test. When the Parkers heard that a few X-5's were escaping, they immediately began to look for her, and when they found her they protected her. She wouldn't stay with Valenti, so they let her stay in their building, Valenti occasionally checked in on her. The Parkers returned to Manticore, leaving a trust fund and the building to her, just in case something happened to them. They went back to look after the others, they told Liz she wasn't the only one, there were others, and they experimented on each of them, trying to find the perfect soldier.
* * * *

Michael made it to the warehouse in no time. He approached Max and Isabel, and saw that Isabel was sleeping. "How is she?" He whispered.

Max looked up at Michael from his place beside Isabel and answered, hoarsely and tiredly. "Better, in a few days she should be okay. What did Valenti say?"

"He will be here in an hour and a half. You should rest. I'll look after Isabel," Michael advised.

"What if she needs to be healed?" Max protested.

"I'll heal her. You are already low on energy. I know we need someone fully awake and rested, but me healing her once won't make that much of a difference, we don't have to wait much, and Sheriff Valenti will use more common means to heal her and maybe that would work best. You know that when we heal another person of our species its like a doctor giving medicine to his patients here, our powers heal faster when it on humans because they don't have the same structure as we do," Michael reminded Max, trying to get him to rest.

Reluctantly, Max nodded and went to his sleeping bag. "If anything happens wake me up," Max murmured all ready half-asleep.

Michael took Max's place beside Isabel, and hope the hour went by fast.
* * * *

Sheriff Valenti knock on the Crashdown's door, hoping Liz was there. When he was going to knock again the door opened. "Alex, is she here?" The Sheriff didn't even bother to say her name, he knew Alex would understand who he meant.

Rubbing his eyes, Alex answered, "No, she isn't back yet. Why?"

"Alex, I need you guys to take some people in." Seeing Alex was about to protest, he continued, not giving Alex the time to do so. "They are in trouble, and they really need help. There are only three of them, and you have the room to take them in."

Alex suddenly was wide-awake. "I know, but this is her building, I'm only a guest."

"Alex, she doesn't think of you as a guest, she think of you as a brother, and I'm sure she won't mind."

"Sheriff, you know how she is when she is angry and you know she has problems of her own—"

"That's exactly why this place is perfect. Alex, I trust them. Do you trust me?" Valenti argued.

"I trust you. But you'll have to deal with her," Alex said, giving in to the Sheriff's wishes.

"Thanks, I'll be back with them in a while, so make some coffee." Valenti left before Alex could change his mind or argue.

Shaking his head, and wondering what he had gotten himself into, Alex closed the door, and started to make coffee, he had a feeling he was going to need lots of it.
* * * *

Valenti reached the warehouse just in time, as he had told Michael. Taking out his gun, he started to make his way around the warehouse. There wasn't anything wrong with being cautious. "Michael, Max, Isabel?!" Valenti called out. Not hearing an answer, he kept moving forward, calling out their names from time to time.

Suddenly someone stepped in front of the Sheriff, startling him, and Valenti was glad for the years he had spend in the force, if he had been a rookie he was sure he would have fired. "Don't you know better than to sneak up on someone with a gun, Michael?!"

"I couldn't help it." Michael sheepishly said, shrugging.

Valenti put his pistol in its place. "Where are the others?"

"Over there," Michael answered walking towards a pile of boxes one on top of another.

"You have your things ready?" Sheriff Valenti asked, following him.

"Yeah, I did that while Isabel and Max rested. They are still sleeping though."

"Then lets wake them up. The owner of the place wasn't there, but her roommate was and he agreed to let you move in today. I'll clear things up with her, when I see her, she just wasn't there when I went to see her. Don't worry about it, Valenti added as soon as he had seen Michael's questioning look. 'I'm the one she is going to fry.'

Michael didn't say anything, as long as Valenti would clear it up he didn't mind, his only concern right now was Max and Isabel. Max was usually the leader, but he was too weak right now to act as one and that worried Michael a lot more than he cared to admit. He woke up Max and carefully picked up Isabel. The sooner they were out of there the better. He wished they could leave Roswell entirely, but Roswell was one of the safest places since the Pulse hit and security wasn't so tight. He just hoped that Pierce would give up on his hunt for aliens.

Quietly, they made their way to the Sheriff's car, and to the Crashdown. Michael stared at the building surprised, the Crashdown was the one of the very few restaurants that served great food and also had good service. They followed the Sheriff and waited for someone to open the door.

"Alex, they are the ones I told you about. Michael, Max, and the girl is Isabel." To the others the Sheriff said, "This is Alex, come on in."

Apprehensively they followed the Sheriff and Alex inside. When Alex spoke, they jumped they hadn't expected for someone to speak. "The beds are made. There are only two rooms, but the sofa can be turned into a bed." Alex showed them the rooms, and waited for them to settle in, but they just put the girl on the bed, Max laid down besides her, and Michael followed him out.

"Is she back yet?" Valenti asked as soon as Alex walked into the room.

"No, and I have no idea when she will be back. I'm not her keeper and I try not to act like it. I know better," Alex muttered.

"Michael, would you like a cup of coffee?" Valenti asked.

"No, thanks," Michael answered, leaning into the wall.
* * * *
Liz decided it was time to go back, and lay her thoughts to rest for now, if she knew Alex he would be waiting up for her. When she reached the Crashdown she saw almost all the lights were on. Not knowing what was going on, she used the skills she was taught. She lightly and quietly made her climbed up her balcony. She saw the light in the guest rooms were also on, when she peered into them she saw a couple on the bed. 'I'll just look for Alex first and then I'll deal with them.' Just as quietly she made her way to the kitchen where she heard Alex, and the Sheriff talking and another voice she couldn't make out. Realizing Alex knew what was going on she made her presence known, stopping their conversation. "What the hell is going on?!"

To be continued…