Maria stood there. She didn't realise she was holding her breath until she
started to feel abit dizzy. Say something. She told herself. Anything.
"Mommy, do you know Mrs Guerin?" Micca asked, looking back between the two adults.
"Um, yeah baby. We were friends along time ago." Maria found it alot easier to look at her daughter than to face Isabel. What was she supposed to say?, 'Oh Isabel, by the way this is my daughter Micca, her father is Michael, Your Husband!'.
"Maria, I can't believe it." Isabel said, reaching over and giving her suprised friend a quick hug. "It's really good to see you."
Maria smiled and took a step back. "You too, Isabel."
There was a very uncomfortable silence that followed.
"So, How is everyone?, do you still keep in touch?" Maria asked.
She missed everybody so much. For months after she left Roswell, Maria would pick up the phone and call her mother and friends just to hear their voices. She would never talk though. Usually they would get all cut and hang up the phone. One time she rang Michael. After listening to the silence for a few seconds he asked into the reciever. "Maria is that you?"
She hung up in a hurry. That was the last call she ever made.
"Yeah, their all good. Liz and Max are getting married in four months. They decided to wait until the finished collage. Typical for them, always planning everthing to the last detail. Max was never the spontaneous type. Um, Michaels the same as ever, but what suprised us most is that he actually decided to go to collage. He studied art for two years and now he owns his own studio." Isabel repiled.
Maria smiled, She was glad that he had made a good life for himself. Him and Isabel. She told herself, They were married. Before she could stop herself, the question slipped straight out of her mouth. "So... When did you and Michael get married?" Why did I ask that?, I dont want to know. They're proberbly happy with kids and a great house and a great life. Micca proberbly has a couple of half brothers and sisters, She looked own at her daughters curious face, and a sad smile formed on her lips. That could have been her life.
Suddenly Maria was broken out of her thoughts by the sound of very loud laughter. She looked back to Isabel who had tears forming in her eyes, like it was the funniest thing anyone had ever said.
Isabel shook her head and tried calm herself down. "Euwwww, Maria he's like my brother!" Isabel started laughing again.
Maria was confused. They weren't married? then why does she have his last name?
"Mommy, What's so funny?"
Maria looked down at her daughter and laughed, Micca was standing there with her arms folded in front of her, and a very annoyed scowl forming on her lips. She looked so much like Michael.
Once they had stopped laughing, Maria looked to Isabel waiting for an explaination. "So.. If you're not married to him...?"
"God, I can't believe you think I would marry Michael. Yuck." Isabel shuddered. "Maria, in collage last year, there was this guy named Sam. We went out on a few dates and he was a real jerk. When I told him I didn't want to see him anymore, he started stalking me. He rang up my dorm room, so I moved home, then he actually came and followed me to my house. He was really creepy. So I decided the best thing to do was to move away and change my last name. And That's why I'm here."
"Oh." was all Maria could say.
"Yeah, Well I've always said that Michael was my brother, So it's sort of still the family name." Isabel said with a smile. "Besides, I don't think Michael would ever marry anyone that wasn't you."
Maria felt her mouth drop open. What was that supposed to mean?.
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"Mommy, do you know Mrs Guerin?" Micca asked, looking back between the two adults.
"Um, yeah baby. We were friends along time ago." Maria found it alot easier to look at her daughter than to face Isabel. What was she supposed to say?, 'Oh Isabel, by the way this is my daughter Micca, her father is Michael, Your Husband!'.
"Maria, I can't believe it." Isabel said, reaching over and giving her suprised friend a quick hug. "It's really good to see you."
Maria smiled and took a step back. "You too, Isabel."
There was a very uncomfortable silence that followed.
"So, How is everyone?, do you still keep in touch?" Maria asked.
She missed everybody so much. For months after she left Roswell, Maria would pick up the phone and call her mother and friends just to hear their voices. She would never talk though. Usually they would get all cut and hang up the phone. One time she rang Michael. After listening to the silence for a few seconds he asked into the reciever. "Maria is that you?"
She hung up in a hurry. That was the last call she ever made.
"Yeah, their all good. Liz and Max are getting married in four months. They decided to wait until the finished collage. Typical for them, always planning everthing to the last detail. Max was never the spontaneous type. Um, Michaels the same as ever, but what suprised us most is that he actually decided to go to collage. He studied art for two years and now he owns his own studio." Isabel repiled.
Maria smiled, She was glad that he had made a good life for himself. Him and Isabel. She told herself, They were married. Before she could stop herself, the question slipped straight out of her mouth. "So... When did you and Michael get married?" Why did I ask that?, I dont want to know. They're proberbly happy with kids and a great house and a great life. Micca proberbly has a couple of half brothers and sisters, She looked own at her daughters curious face, and a sad smile formed on her lips. That could have been her life.
Suddenly Maria was broken out of her thoughts by the sound of very loud laughter. She looked back to Isabel who had tears forming in her eyes, like it was the funniest thing anyone had ever said.
Isabel shook her head and tried calm herself down. "Euwwww, Maria he's like my brother!" Isabel started laughing again.
Maria was confused. They weren't married? then why does she have his last name?
"Mommy, What's so funny?"
Maria looked down at her daughter and laughed, Micca was standing there with her arms folded in front of her, and a very annoyed scowl forming on her lips. She looked so much like Michael.
Once they had stopped laughing, Maria looked to Isabel waiting for an explaination. "So.. If you're not married to him...?"
"God, I can't believe you think I would marry Michael. Yuck." Isabel shuddered. "Maria, in collage last year, there was this guy named Sam. We went out on a few dates and he was a real jerk. When I told him I didn't want to see him anymore, he started stalking me. He rang up my dorm room, so I moved home, then he actually came and followed me to my house. He was really creepy. So I decided the best thing to do was to move away and change my last name. And That's why I'm here."
"Oh." was all Maria could say.
"Yeah, Well I've always said that Michael was my brother, So it's sort of still the family name." Isabel said with a smile. "Besides, I don't think Michael would ever marry anyone that wasn't you."
Maria felt her mouth drop open. What was that supposed to mean?.
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