Title: Alone I Break

Author: Jennifer (Oompa Loompa666)

Email: flora@glowing-stars.com

Disclaimer: Roswell belongs to Metz, Katims, and 20th Century and their associates, and Smallville belongs to WB and their associates. (I'm sorry, I don't remember the originator of Superman, but him and his guys.) But I mean no harm, it's a fic, lighten up. The title stems from a Korn song. (From the "Untouchables" album) And as you read further, this has no relation to John Doe, even though it may seem so at first.

Category: Roswell/Smallville Crossover

Summary: Tess gives Alex an ultimatum...leave Roswell or die. (Somewhere before "Cry Your Name") Forced to leave he ends up in Smallville with no recollection of his life in Roswell. Through painful flashbacks, he must remember what he lost in order to stay alive. Though everyone in Roswell thinks Alex is dead, Liz is on a quest to discover the truth.

Author's Note: OK, this is based before CYN and what you need to know is that Liz is still the detective into finding the reason behind his "death." In the Smallville verse, it's going to be general BUT Pete does know about Clark's abilities, just in case it's needed in the plotline. And it will be conventional couples for Roswell, although it may not seem so. Remember the Max and Liz from the near end second season, well they may act that way towards each other at first, but it will have a happy ending for Dreamers, Stargazers, and Candies. The Smallville verse will be secondary characters. I always thought Alex was the most under used character, so this is centered around him, though it will be about Liz's quest to uncover the truth.

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Prologue

"Alex, please, I don't want to do this, " Tess Harding pleadingly said to him. Her tear stricken face did not change his mind.

"Tess, you invaded my head, I trusted you, we all did," he said with anger. He couldn't believe what he had discovered. He trusted her, she became his friend, and through everything she used him. She raped him of his mind. He could feel the anger rising as his face grew redder.

"You got me to translate this silly thing, why can't you tell anyone about it? " he said, waving around a stack of paper.

"Alex, please, don't make me," she pleaded once more. She really didn't want to go to the last resort. Really she didn't. But if she had to, to protect herself and Max, then fine she would do it. She tried to get used to her human side. Max would like that side, but after everything Nasedo taught her, she knew she would do anything to protect the Royal 4, even if that meant killing Alex.

"What are you going to do? I'm weak to begin with," he said, he knew of her abilities, her mind warping abilities, he wanted to stand strong, he wanted to defend himself, but he was powerless, after being mind warped for so long, all he wanted to do was sleep. Have a peaceful weekend, instead of doing her job.

"But I can't risk it, I'm sorry Alex," Tess said grasping the glass coca cola bottle she had tuck underneath her sweater on her lap. Another idea dawned on her. Why would she have to take a life and make all of her relationships that she has worked so hard for suffer? She closed her eyes and concentrated....

Alex's eyes widen when she began, he knew what she was doing. He had seen it all too many times. He ran to his car, skipping over the rocks he passed. No wonder she had asked him to meet in the desert. Her intentions where there all along and he was blinded. He didn't think she was capable of it.

He fumbled around with his keys, looking up to see Tess facing him. Her eyes seared with fury, her arms stretched to the sides of her. She resembled a fiery phoenix screeching its deadly call.

Then the world went black.

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Alex awoke to the sound of a crying baby. He rubbed his eyes. His vision returned to a near 20/20. He was in a chair, a sticky chair. He immediately looked to his right and faced the reflection of himself. He slowly turned around and faced a woman struggling with a baby. He feared the worst. He tried to think of where he was, he was about to ask the woman where the destination of the bus was, but found something poking from his side of the chair. He lifted what was an envelope and opened the flap and he found a ticket stub. He was going to Smallville, Kansas.

He was hit with a wave of nausea. He had no idea how he wound up on the bus, no less why he was going to Kansas. He struggled to remember, but he couldn't. Every time he tried to search for a memory, he was struck with a pulsating vibration in his head. He lowered his head onto his hands and began to cry. The crying baby next to him stopped and the woman looked at Alex, and in a maternal show of affection, began to rub Alex's back.

He stopped weeping, fearing his pride had been tarnished, and glanced at the woman, "Why did you to that? I don't know you...I think."

"Because at the bus stop you were the only one who was willing to help me with all my luggage," she said, shifting the baby over to the other shoulder.

"I'm sorry, but where was that stop?" he asked. He wrinkled his brow in confusion. Nothing was coming to him. He just felt a void.

"Oh, it's OK, it happens to everyone, you were connecting at Trinidad, Colorado," she said smiling at him.

"Thank you, I'm feeling a little..."

" ... tired... me too. See you in Denver."

"Denver, right." Colorado? He didn't understand any of it. He felt empty. He had a bag with him. He opened it up and only found clothes. He found a pamphlet about Smallville and nothing else. He took out a shirt and bunched it up and used it as a pillow. He laid his head down, closed his eyes, and prayed for a better tomorrow.

TBC