Part of You

By Crackfruit Rating: PG-13 Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell. I have no rights to the characters. Summary: Author's Note: After Departure. Major ties in Destiny.

Chapter 8

Isabel was now three weeks pregnant. Yet she was going through everything a human would be going through at five months. She hated it. Max had made it so Isabel was never alone. Max, Michael, Jim, and Kyle were all taking turns babysitting her.

Every chance she got she tried to make Kyle fall out of love with her. It was hard for her because more then anything she wanted him. She needed him more than anything. But she knew that if she were to let him love her. She would want to stay in Roswell and she couldn't do that.

Liz stayed with Isabel in between her shifts at the Crashdown. Liz knew that Isabel needed a girl around. Isabel couldn't talk to Max or Michael and she wouldn't talk to Kyle. So there was no one for Isabel to talk to.

"Hey Liz, thank god you are here." Max groaned.

"Why?" Liz loved spending time with Isabel. She sat around and talked. They spent most of their time laughing at the boys.

"Hey Liz, he is just a wimp. He can't deal with make me a sandwich. And he won't let me get up to make it myself." Isabel complained.

"What did you want on the sandwich?" Liz had become use to Isabel's weird animal like cravings.

"I just wanted a peanut butter, pickle, steak, and whipped cream sandwich." Isabel shrugged.

"I wonder why Kyle still loves you. You are such a pig." Max walked out of the room.

"So how is the baby treating you? She isn't being a brat is she?" Liz sat down.

"Great." Isabel smiled at patted her stomach.

"I ran into Kyle he said we was going to bring you some ice cream on his break." Liz didn't want to see them break up. Seeing that Max and her had been doing so well.

"Kyle shouldn't have to be an ice cream man. He is 17 years old. He is suppose to be carefree." Isabel complained.

"I know Kyle. He won't do what he doesn't want to." Liz kissed her forehead.

"That is what scares me. Why would he want to be a dad when he isn't even the father." Isabel whined

"He loves you. He wants to be with you no matter what it takes. I know how it feels. That's the way I feel about Max."

"You are over him. Aren't you? Could you talk to Kyle? I am tired of pretending that I don't want to be with him." Isabel was thinking out loud. "How did Max get you to stop swooning over him?"

"I never swooned." Liz knew Isabel was emotional but she couldn't help but be offended. "First, I pretended to sleep with Kyle. Then he got Tess pregnant. I do have my pride."

"Do you think I should pretend to sleep with Michael?" Isabel was joking.

"DON'T" Liz yelled franticly. "I regret that more then anything. It was something I had to do. If I hadn't done that Max wouldn't have gotten Tess pregnant."

"I have gone into Kyle's dreams. No matter what I do or say he won't listen. He tells me that he loves me and nothing will ever change that." Isabel wished she could just shrug off this feeling that she was missing something.

"Do you want to go shopping? No one can tell that I am pregnant. And I am getting tried of watching Jerry Springer in German."

"You aren't kidding are you?" Liz was shocked about the Jerry Springer comment. "Shopping no but how about we go to the park." Liz offered.

"Bowling, I don't want to see baby's right now. Bowling is fun."

"Sure want to invite Maria. She has kind of been caught up with work." Liz wanted Maria and Isabel to be friends.

"Yeah, I really don't care. I just want to get out of this house." Isabel grabbed her purse. She practically ran out of the house.

Three hours later Jim came home. "Isabel, Liz, anyone home?" Jim called out as he walked in. He looked around and couldn't find anyone. It was almost 6:30 Kyle and Michael should be home at any moment.

"Damn it Isabel." Jim yelled.

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"I can't believe you bowled a three hundred." Liz was baffled.

"I can't believe the bowling alley gave you 300 hundred dollars." Maria groaned. "I know you used your crazy alien powers."

"Yeah so" Isabel took a bite of the burger.

"Isabel, Don't you think we should get home soon?" Liz started to sound like a mother.

"I don't think so. I am pregnant not dead. I want to go dancing. Do you guys want to come." For the first time since she found out that she was pregnant she was having fun. She didn't want it to end.

"Where in Roswell are you going to find a good place to go dancing?" Maria sounded skeptical.

"There aren't any but there are dozens in Santa Fe. If we leave now we can get there by mid-night. That's when all the good clubs get jumping anyway." Isabel offered.

"Max would kill me if I let you two go to Santa Fe by yourselves. I am coming. I will go change and than we can leave."

"Do you still have your ID's from Las Vegas?" Isabel asked.

"Michael had to change my back after I got pulled over. For some reason the deputy didn't buy that I was older than him." Maria complained.

"I'll change it back no problem. Let's go no you have to worry about the clothes I have it covered." Isabel pushed them out of the Crashdown. She didn't want them to have time to change their minds.