Part 3
She wondered about Tess. She wondered if she would be home or maybe she would be at Max's. At Max's. It didn't feel or sound right.
She was across the street from his house, when the door opened. Tess appeared with Max behind her. She laughed at something he said. They exited the house and Liz caught Kyle rolling his eyes. She could only let her heart fall and smirk at Kyle's reaction.
They were too busy to notice Liz. She crossed the street and walked up the driveway to Kyle's.
She rang the door bell and heard Kyle say with sarcasm behind the door, "You're back so soon. I was beginning to miss you both."
When he opened the door, he was surprised to see Liz. "No its only me."
"Oh, I'm sorry Liz, I was just..."
"Yeah, I know Kyle, I saw them leave."
"Oh, yeah well, I guess we all knew it would happen, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess. Could I come in?"
"Of course," he said, feeling dumb because he didn't let her in sooner, "So what brings you around?"
"Kyle, we're close, right? I can tell you anything and you won't judge me, right?" she asked him, sitting on the couch.
"Of course, Liz, after what happened with Alex, we need each other," he said, sitting next to his friend.
"Ok, well I think Alex was murdered."
Kyle tried to take it in. He rubbed his eyes, "That's a bit of an accusation. What makes you think that? Who would have anything against him?"
"I don't know. No one human that's for sure. If none of this alien stuff would have happened, then things would be different. But after last year, we can't rule out anything," Liz said. She needed someone to talk to and someone who would believe in her.
"What about Max? Have you spoken to him about it?" Kyle asked.
"No, not really, after Prom, I think it would be hard to do so, but if I have to I will," she said, looking down. She was ashamed that she was holding her personal grudges against Max when she should be focusing on other things.
"Maybe Max knows something or he can do something with some alien voodoo," Kyle said giving in his idea.
"I don't know, he seems to be occupied with Tess," Liz said in a sad tone.
"Yeah, well, he better get his act together because if what you said about the alien terrorists is right then we need him."
"Does your dad have anything about Alex? Files? Records?" Liz asked.
"Um, well, he has some things. He managed to make photo copies of these things. He tried to get Hanson to let him take the case, so you know, he can tell us what's going on," Kyle said.
Liz nodded in agreement. They walked over to the dining room table.
"We've stopped eating, we're both on a diet," Kyle joked.
On the table were papers about the crash all spread about. A bulletin board about possible scenarios. It seemed like Valenti thought otherwise too.
"This is a lot of information," Liz said picking up a file.
She scanned through the file. It had Alex's background information. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"Yeah, I've been through most of it. Everything seems legit, but dad has this board, I think he was thinking what you were thinking," Kyle said.
"And Tess doesn't have a problem with all this stuff here?" Liz asked. She was meaning to take down notes on all of the aliens powers. Maybe figuring out exactly what kind of powers they had, maybe something would show up.
"Um, not really. She hasn't been in here. She's sorta not here a lot," Kyle said.
"Right," Liz said, quickly changing the subject, "Has the official report come out yet?"
"It has now," Valenti said coming in from the back door.
"Dad, you were able to get it?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah, well, I have to get it back in a couple of minutes to the station. I couldn't make copies. I thought of bringing it to the Crashdown and having a meeting, but it would have taken to long," he said handing the file to Liz.
"Thanks, Mr. Valenti," Liz said. Finally something official. Everything about the case had been sensationalized. This had to offer something else.
Valenti pulled Kyle to the side, but Liz didn't notice anything as she was reading the report religiously, "Son, how is Liz doing? She seems sick and frail."
"I don't know. She wants to know the truth that's what. But other than that, I don't know. She seems to have the idea, Alex was murdered."
"Murdered?" Valenti asked in disbelief.
"What? A suicide?!?!? You can't let this come out. A suicide? He did not commit suicide. He would never do that. His parents will think that, but that's not the truth," Liz said in shock. She couldn't believe it.
"Liz, everything points to it. His grades had been slipping. His teachers said he had been isolating himself in class. The police think his car had a leak and he took that as a chance to light it on fire." Valenti said. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure what the truth was anymore.
"And he committed suicide over bad grades? You seriously don't think he lit his car on fire," Liz said. Bad grades?!? He would never do that. Not over bad grades. Not over anything. He would never do anything harsh or as rash as this report puts it.
When Liz didn't get an answer from Valenti, she pleaded with Kyle. When she didn't get a response from him, she blew up.
"He would never do that. Never would he commit suicide. Kyle, you've gotten to know him better, please, he wouldn't do that. We have to find out who did this. I'm not going to believe it. I'm not going to believe he killed himself, until I see a body."
"Those results will be in a couple of weeks. The lab has to sort out the debris out of the ash. It generally takes a couple of days, but after the lab in Roswell closed, it has to be shipped out to Santa Fe. Liz, please, listen to me," Valenti said, putting his hand on her shoulder, "There's nothing else we can do. We can only wait for the results. Please you can't do this to yourself."
Liz forcefully pulled out from under his hand, "But I'm the only one thinking realistically. Something happened out in the desert. Why can't you two see it? This is a cover up, a conspiracy, after everything we've been through, you have to know that nothing is like what it seems."
"And what exactly are you saying, Liz?"
Liz spun around. She was crying from the fact that no one would be open minded and listen to her.
"Max," Liz said surprised. Behind him was Tess.
"What are you saying Liz? That aliens did it. That we did it," Max said. His face was stone cold.
"No not you, but the report says that Alex committed suicide. We all know he wouldn't do that. Something or someone murdered him or did something. Max, please, you have to help me," Liz said pleadingly. She hoped that the one she loved would come through.
"No Liz, you have to stop. Look at yourself. You look sick. Go home and rest. We heard everything you said. We had nothing to do with it. Stop this crusade of yours of proving his death wasn't accidental. You have to stop it," Max said.
"Fine, whatever you say King Max," Liz said storming off. She gave Kyle a look of "please believe me" before she left.
Max was going to go after her, but Tess held him back, "Talk to her later, she has to blow off some steam."
Kyle followed after her. "Liz, Liz come back," he yelled from the doorway. He sighed and grabbed his coat and ran after her.
"Kyle, don't bother. You don't believe me. That's fine. I don't need you guys, I can find out what happened with out your help," Liz said heading back home.
"Liz wait, hear me out," Kyle asked. He had to do something. He always wanted his relationship with Liz to work. He cared about her. He knew she was hurting from her little blow with Max, he had to comfort her, but he knew she was stubborn.
"Listen Liz, I'm not sure if I should be saying this, but I believe you. After everything that has happened, it's only fair to listen to your theories, after all Buddha says we should be mindful to what others have to say. Liz, c'mon, I'll walk you home and we'll talk."
Kyle put his arm around Liz and they walked to her house. They didn't realize they had spectators.
"I guess, she got over it fast," Tess said, looking up to Max, "Look at him, classic Kyle move."
Max wished he could have done something, but he didn't want to believe that if Alex was killed by aliens then that would mean that he was responsible.
