Hey, I know the last two have just been kinda blah, I was having a hard time thinking of anything to write, I hope this chapter gets back on track. Hope you like, please review, I would love to hear your opinions good or bad and I wouldn't mind some ideas for the future, I'm having a hard time thinking of where to go now. Thanks, Alien Kitty
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Michael shoved Maria behind him trying to protect her from the agents that now surrounded them. "Give it up, you're caught. You have nowhere to go. Don't fight it because it will only get you in more trouble when we get you back to the lab."
"I'm not going back to the lab, I'm not going back!" Maria screamed from behind Michael and launched herself at the agent standing to the side of her.
Nobody had time to react before Maria grabbed the gun from his hand shot him in the chest and turned to the other agent. "Drop the gun," the other agent told her.
"Never!"
*5 Years Ago *
Maria woke up to the most wonderful feeling in the world. She was in a warm bed wrapped in Michael's embrace and she had never felt like she was home until that very second. She rolled over trying not to jostle the alien sleeping beside her. She just watched him sleep for a few seconds. He seemed so at peace, the night before his face had been tense but now it was calm and relaxed. She had been lying there watching him for a few minutes when he began to stir. She smiled at him like it was the most natural thing in the world to wake up in his bed beside him. "Hey sleepy head," she whispered.
If you hadn't known they had only met the day before you would have sworn that they had been waking up in each other's arms for years.
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Michael woke up to the most beautiful sight in the world. Maria lay snuggled up against him, her hair forming a halo on the pillow. It seemed so natural to him to be waking up next to her, as if he had been doing it for years. Realizing he had only met her the day before he blushed a little and unwrapped his arms from around her. She seemed a bit disappointed when he got up out of bed. Looking at the clock Michael noticed that it was 9:30. Isabel had dreamwalked him and told him that they would be there at 10 so that meant that they only had about a half an hour to get ready. "Maria, the rest are gonna be back around 10 so we can go down to the pod chamber to see if you remember anything. You better get up and get dressed. I'm imagining you need a shower. Its right through there," he said indicating a door leading off the bedroom as he went into the kitchen to get something to eat for breakfast.
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An hour later the group of 8 pulled off the road into the desert. They parked the cars near a rock formation and got out of the two cars. Maria looked around her. The desert and rock formations seemed vaguely familiar, like a forgotten dream. "Come on," Michael said snapping her out of her daze. The other 6 were all moving towards the rock formation.
Maria looked at the formation with recognition. "I know this," she said to herself. Max was about to wave his hand over the rock to make the handprint so they would be able to enter when Maria interrupted him. "Wait, Max. Let me," Maria said hurrying to stop him.
Max looked at Maria and nodded. Maria stepped up in front of the rock and waved her hand over it. Nothing happened. Maria looked at the spot in disbelief. 'Okay,' Maria thought to herself, 'I'll just try again.'
Maria once more waved her hand over the rock and there was a slight handprint at first but it quickly faded away. Michael, who was standing right behind her saw this happen and he could feel her frustration. "Don't worry about it," he said to her and then waved his hand over the rock. Nothing happened.
"What happened?" Max asked as Maria and Michael stood side-by-side the shock apparent on their faces.
"We can't make the handprint," Maria said sadly.
Max looked back and forth between the two of them and Michael nodded in agreement. Then Max focused on the rock and waved him had over it. The handprint appeared immediately. "Hmmm, I wonder why it wouldn't work," Max said as he pressed his hand against the handprint and the rocks began to move revealing the pod chamber to them. "This," Max said indicating the small room, "is where you were…born I guess, for lack of a better word."
Maria stepped inside and looked around. "No, this isn't right. I was not born here."
"Maria, I understand that this must be a difficult this for you to have to deal with right now but, this is where you were born," Michael said trying to calm the girl down.
"No, you don't understand, don't you get it? 4 pods, 4 of you. I was not born here, that's why I couldn't make the handprint, that's why I couldn't get the door to open, I may be an alien like you, or maybe I'm an alien but I'm not like you, all I know is that I was not born here."
"Where then?" Isabel asked nudging the girl gently.
Maria looked at her and seemed to try to think for a second. "I don't know exactly, but it was out here, in this desert. Everything here is very familiar, like I know it. But this isn't it. I was not in one of those pods, I was somewhere else. That's why I've always been on my own and you've always had each other. Or someone at least to guide you in who and what you are."
Michael looked at her and her words from earlier finally reached him. "Why couldn't I get the pod chamber to open?" he asked.
"What?" Tess questioned.
"My handprint, it wouldn't work. If I was really born here, wouldn't I be able to access the chamber just like the rest of you? But now that I think about it I have never been able to get the chamber to open up for me. One of you always opened it. As familiar as this all seems, I don't think this is where I was born either."