Title: As I Lay Me Down
Author: Lauren
Author Email: PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: M/M mainly, but all C/C
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell and I'm not affiliated with any of the actors. Although I do wish I knew Brendan Fehr…
Summary: The aliens leave and the humans have to deal, including Maria.
Author's Note: The third chapter. Enjoy. I'm hoping for more reviews. And I'll try to add more ASAP. I was going to make this chapter longer but I decided to divide this from the next part. Doesn't really make a difference, you'll read them both either way. And this way you can read this part sooner than you would have been if I had waited. (
Chapter 3
As soon as Michael jumped into the Jeep, Max turned the key and drove back to the highway, to Roswell. Everyone was silent for most of the ride until Max spoke up. "So, if we're leaving tomorrow, I guess we need to tell everyone."
Isabel nodded and Tess just looked at Max, while Michael seemed to be off in his own thoughts. "We'll need to get things together, discard of anything that might leave them to suspect anything unusual about us, any artifacts. And we'll need a cover story. We can't have them thinking we were anything but what they thought."
Max arrived back at the Crashdown, arriving at a slower speed then he had a few hours ago, and parked. They all leaped out and stood just outside the door, to the side, discussing what they need to do to prepare to leave, in hushed tones. Michael didn't say much until there was a lag in the conversation, a time where everything was probably sinking in for the other three.
"Maxwell…do you have any idea what you're gonna tell Liz? And Kyle?" Michael asked, finishing with a look at Tess.
Max turned slightly pale at the thought of telling Liz. He had no idea what to tell Liz. Well, he knew what to tell her, he just didn't know how to tell her. It wasn't exactly something he was looking forward to. Max had believed in the back of his mind that this day would never come. He knew Michael was searching for ideas about what to say to Maria. He wanted to say something that would help him but Max just didn't know what he, himself, was going to say. So he just answered him with, "The truth."
Michael let out a frustrated breath. That's the main thing that had occupied his mind since he had learned that they were going home. She was the only thing he had to deal with. He could live without the other things, the apartment here in Roswell, school and such. But not Maria. Max, Isabel, and Tess were all going with him back "home." So, the only person missing was Maria. But she was going to be the hardest things to let go of.
Isabel placed a hand on Michael's shoulder. "I don't think any of us know what we'd say to Liz, Kyle, or Maria until we actually have to do it, at that exact instant. It's always like that," she said softly.
There was a short moment of silence before Max laid out the plan for the rest of the time they had left. "There are certain…things…we need to collect and dispose of. Anything that could be compromising. I think it'd be best to meet back with everything in a few hours so that we have the rest of our time to, you know, spend with -- them," Max said stumbling slightly over the words. It sounded like it was just all hitting him what exactly they were doing.
"Good idea," Tess said. "So, where are we going to meet?"
"I'll just drop by and pick up all your stuff. I know where I'm going to put it," Max answered.
"Are you sure? You don't want any help or anything?" Isabel asked.
Max shook his head. "No. I need to do this myself." Isabel nodded in answer; she understood. "Well, I think we should get started. We don't have much time. And I'm sure this isn't how we want to spend most of the time we have left," Max said speaking up again after a few seconds of quiet. The others nodded and Max looked to Michael and Tess. "Do either of you want to catch a ride home?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind," Tess said in a distant tone. After hearing Tess' answer, Max looked to Michael who he was still waiting for a response from.
"Um, no thanks. I'll walk; I'd rather walk," Michael said. The others didn't question why, they all understood. Max, Isabel and Tess climbed back into the Jeep to head back to their homes, leaving Michael in front of the Crashdown. He watched them leave before taking a step in the direction of his apartment. He needed to walk. He needed the time to think. Everything was happening and moving way too fast, he didn't need to add the Jeep into the equation. Walking home was exactly what he needed to do, for his own benefit.
Tess sat watching the scenery of Roswell fly by as Max drove. As excited as she was to leave, to go home to the place that she had constantly wondered about all her life, she felt slightly uncomfortable about leaving. The only part she dreaded about having to leave was telling her adopted father and brother, Mr. Valenti and Kyle, the news. She had always known she'd be leaving eventually and they weren't clueless about that either. Tess couldn't help but feel slightly guilty though. However, she couldn't let it get in the way of what she had to do. She was leaving and that was all there was to it. She knew the same things had to have been flooding Max and Isabel's minds as she glanced at Isabel in the side mirrors.
Isabel was also preoccupied. She was glad to be leaving, leaving behind pain and unpleasant memories. When she returned to their planet she'd finally be able to live a semi-normal life. Not completely normal, but at least she wouldn't have to worry about the FBI, scientists, or even worse, one of her close human friends getting hurt. Just like the last one. Isabel certainly didn't want to forget Alex; Alex was a great friend to her. Alex was there for her even when she was being her normal ice-princess self. And if she hadn't been so afraid they might have actually had something in the romance department. But it never happened. All she had was memories of him, but she was glad for them. They were wonderful memories. She just wasn't willing to stick around and wait for this to happen to another one of them, Liz, Maria, or Kyle. So not only did she want to leave, but it would probably be best in the end. She didn't want them to get hurt. Isabel knew this was slightly crazy, however she couldn't help it. Besides, either way she had to leave. She would never leave Max to fend for himself. She would stick with him every step of the way. Isabel watched as Max looked at her in the rearview mirror, smiled, and then reached over and squeezed Tess' hand lightly. Max was slightly nervous about his decision she knew; she always could tell.
Max knew that Isabel recognized his thoughts. She had a way of usually being able to know what was going through his head. He also knew what was going through her head though, it wasn't hard to tell. It was going through all four of the podsters heads. Max had made a decision about leaving and knew they would all stick by it and him. He could only hope it was the right decision. Leaving Earth was not at the top of the list of things he most wanted to do but he believed there was a difference between what he wanted to do and what he needed to do. What he needed to do was get home, to their other home. It was his duty and there was no way he was going to disregard it. Max knew that leaving Earth and Liz would be one of the hardest things he would ever have to do. But he knew he had to do it. Just like he knew he would have to tell Liz in the next few hours their plans.
None of them were looking forward to telling the people they loved the most that they had to leave them.
Author: Lauren
Author Email: PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: M/M mainly, but all C/C
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell and I'm not affiliated with any of the actors. Although I do wish I knew Brendan Fehr…
Summary: The aliens leave and the humans have to deal, including Maria.
Author's Note: The third chapter. Enjoy. I'm hoping for more reviews. And I'll try to add more ASAP. I was going to make this chapter longer but I decided to divide this from the next part. Doesn't really make a difference, you'll read them both either way. And this way you can read this part sooner than you would have been if I had waited. (
Chapter 3
As soon as Michael jumped into the Jeep, Max turned the key and drove back to the highway, to Roswell. Everyone was silent for most of the ride until Max spoke up. "So, if we're leaving tomorrow, I guess we need to tell everyone."
Isabel nodded and Tess just looked at Max, while Michael seemed to be off in his own thoughts. "We'll need to get things together, discard of anything that might leave them to suspect anything unusual about us, any artifacts. And we'll need a cover story. We can't have them thinking we were anything but what they thought."
Max arrived back at the Crashdown, arriving at a slower speed then he had a few hours ago, and parked. They all leaped out and stood just outside the door, to the side, discussing what they need to do to prepare to leave, in hushed tones. Michael didn't say much until there was a lag in the conversation, a time where everything was probably sinking in for the other three.
"Maxwell…do you have any idea what you're gonna tell Liz? And Kyle?" Michael asked, finishing with a look at Tess.
Max turned slightly pale at the thought of telling Liz. He had no idea what to tell Liz. Well, he knew what to tell her, he just didn't know how to tell her. It wasn't exactly something he was looking forward to. Max had believed in the back of his mind that this day would never come. He knew Michael was searching for ideas about what to say to Maria. He wanted to say something that would help him but Max just didn't know what he, himself, was going to say. So he just answered him with, "The truth."
Michael let out a frustrated breath. That's the main thing that had occupied his mind since he had learned that they were going home. She was the only thing he had to deal with. He could live without the other things, the apartment here in Roswell, school and such. But not Maria. Max, Isabel, and Tess were all going with him back "home." So, the only person missing was Maria. But she was going to be the hardest things to let go of.
Isabel placed a hand on Michael's shoulder. "I don't think any of us know what we'd say to Liz, Kyle, or Maria until we actually have to do it, at that exact instant. It's always like that," she said softly.
There was a short moment of silence before Max laid out the plan for the rest of the time they had left. "There are certain…things…we need to collect and dispose of. Anything that could be compromising. I think it'd be best to meet back with everything in a few hours so that we have the rest of our time to, you know, spend with -- them," Max said stumbling slightly over the words. It sounded like it was just all hitting him what exactly they were doing.
"Good idea," Tess said. "So, where are we going to meet?"
"I'll just drop by and pick up all your stuff. I know where I'm going to put it," Max answered.
"Are you sure? You don't want any help or anything?" Isabel asked.
Max shook his head. "No. I need to do this myself." Isabel nodded in answer; she understood. "Well, I think we should get started. We don't have much time. And I'm sure this isn't how we want to spend most of the time we have left," Max said speaking up again after a few seconds of quiet. The others nodded and Max looked to Michael and Tess. "Do either of you want to catch a ride home?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind," Tess said in a distant tone. After hearing Tess' answer, Max looked to Michael who he was still waiting for a response from.
"Um, no thanks. I'll walk; I'd rather walk," Michael said. The others didn't question why, they all understood. Max, Isabel and Tess climbed back into the Jeep to head back to their homes, leaving Michael in front of the Crashdown. He watched them leave before taking a step in the direction of his apartment. He needed to walk. He needed the time to think. Everything was happening and moving way too fast, he didn't need to add the Jeep into the equation. Walking home was exactly what he needed to do, for his own benefit.
Tess sat watching the scenery of Roswell fly by as Max drove. As excited as she was to leave, to go home to the place that she had constantly wondered about all her life, she felt slightly uncomfortable about leaving. The only part she dreaded about having to leave was telling her adopted father and brother, Mr. Valenti and Kyle, the news. She had always known she'd be leaving eventually and they weren't clueless about that either. Tess couldn't help but feel slightly guilty though. However, she couldn't let it get in the way of what she had to do. She was leaving and that was all there was to it. She knew the same things had to have been flooding Max and Isabel's minds as she glanced at Isabel in the side mirrors.
Isabel was also preoccupied. She was glad to be leaving, leaving behind pain and unpleasant memories. When she returned to their planet she'd finally be able to live a semi-normal life. Not completely normal, but at least she wouldn't have to worry about the FBI, scientists, or even worse, one of her close human friends getting hurt. Just like the last one. Isabel certainly didn't want to forget Alex; Alex was a great friend to her. Alex was there for her even when she was being her normal ice-princess self. And if she hadn't been so afraid they might have actually had something in the romance department. But it never happened. All she had was memories of him, but she was glad for them. They were wonderful memories. She just wasn't willing to stick around and wait for this to happen to another one of them, Liz, Maria, or Kyle. So not only did she want to leave, but it would probably be best in the end. She didn't want them to get hurt. Isabel knew this was slightly crazy, however she couldn't help it. Besides, either way she had to leave. She would never leave Max to fend for himself. She would stick with him every step of the way. Isabel watched as Max looked at her in the rearview mirror, smiled, and then reached over and squeezed Tess' hand lightly. Max was slightly nervous about his decision she knew; she always could tell.
Max knew that Isabel recognized his thoughts. She had a way of usually being able to know what was going through his head. He also knew what was going through her head though, it wasn't hard to tell. It was going through all four of the podsters heads. Max had made a decision about leaving and knew they would all stick by it and him. He could only hope it was the right decision. Leaving Earth was not at the top of the list of things he most wanted to do but he believed there was a difference between what he wanted to do and what he needed to do. What he needed to do was get home, to their other home. It was his duty and there was no way he was going to disregard it. Max knew that leaving Earth and Liz would be one of the hardest things he would ever have to do. But he knew he had to do it. Just like he knew he would have to tell Liz in the next few hours their plans.
None of them were looking forward to telling the people they loved the most that they had to leave them.
