Before we start I thought I'd answer a few questions you guys had.

First, Abby has the same general powers all the original aliens had and her special ability is something similar to mind warp. She doesn't mind warp because she knows the trouble it can cause (Tess), but she can, using this ability, bend people to her will. Basically she can get into their minds and leave a suggestion, which the person will think is their own idea. This is discussed further in later chapters.

As for Jesse and the Evanses, this was all taken care of years ago. Basically, about 8 years after they left, Jesse met a woman and wanted to get married. To do this he needed a divorce from Isabel. Using the postmarks on letters Isabel had been sending them for years, the Evanses were able to track the aliens down. Isabel, who was with Kyle by this time, was more than happy to give Jesse a divorce, and she and Max stayed in contact with their parents after that. They've never actually been back to Roswell, however, because they all wanted to leave that part of their past behind.

Ok, here you go. Remember to review!

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Chapter 7: Contact

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Three Weeks Later

Abby walked Connor to the door and kissed him softly.

"Goodnight," she whispered and quietly shut the door behind him. She turned to go upstairs but was stopped by a voice in the dark.

"What were you two doing up there?" Maria hissed from the other room. Abby slowly walked into the room and turned the light on, realizing she had been caught.

"We were just, talking, you know," she lied pathetically. Maria rolled her eyes.

"Please," she said, "I'm not stupid. You don't just talk to a guy alone in your room till 2 am. Now what were you really doing."

"We were talking," Abby said defensively. She then lowered her eyes and whispered softly, "most of the time."

"Ah hah!" Maria exclaimed, standing up. "So something was going on, you admit it." Abby remained silent, refusing to give herself away. "Give it up, kid," Maria continued. "I already know what was going on, I just think we need to have a talk." Abby sighed.

"Sorry, Mom, that's just not something I really want to talk to you about."

"Well tough luck, sweetie, you don't get a say in this. Now sit!" Abby quickly obeyed, sitting on the sofa as commanded. "Ok, since you've decided to start sleeping with people without first consulting me, there's a few things we need to discuss." Abby nodded.

"Ok," she said.

"First of all," Maria began, "are you crazy!!!!? You are sixteen years old. You don't have sex. That's just a fact, not an opinion. You're not ready!"

"Mom, don't," Abby begged. "Please just don't give me a lecture about this. I was obviously ready because I made the decision."

"You made the decision, he didn't push you?" Maria asked suspiciously.

"No, he didn't push me. He was wonderful. After the first time I was scared and wanted to slow down for a while and he was even willing to do that. He's great." Abby smiled to herself, thinking about how wonderful Connor really was.

"Well, that's great," Maria said sarcastically, "but it doesn't change the fact that you're having sex. Are you two being careful? You know, taking precautions?" Abby nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, every time," she said. "We're not stupid, Mom." Maria laughed.

"Well that remains to be seen," she said. "How long has this been going on?" Abby paused before answering. She knew her mom would flip out if she told her the truth, told her that they had slept together before they even started dating. As much as Maria tried, Abby didn't think she'd understand the physical and mental connection she shared with Connor.

"A while," she answered cautiously.

"How long is a while," Maria pressed. Abby gulped.

"A couple of weeks." Maria flipped out.

"A couple of weeks?" she asked. "A couple of weeks! You've only known him two months. Dear God, how easy are you?" Abby started to cry. "Oh baby, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

"You just don't understand," Abby sobbed. "I love him, I really do. It's like he's my soul mate or something. I feel complete when he's with me."

"I understand, I do," Maria said. "I just worry about you. You're my baby, and you're so young. I just want to take care of you." Abby wiped her eyes.

"I appreciate it," she said. "Really I do, but I'm not as young as you think, and I can take care of myself."

"I know," Maria said. "I just still think of you as a little girl, when you're really all grown up. I don't know if I can handle it." Abby hugged her.

"Thanks, Mom," she said. Maria smoothed her daughter's hair down.

"Just promise me you'll be careful," she begged. Abby nodded and got up to leave. "And don't let your father find out. He'll kill Connor." Abby nodded in agreement.

"Believe me, I live in constant fear of that." Maria smiled and Abby went upstairs to bed.

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On the planet Fallor in a galaxy far away, King Larek was sitting in his office attending to some business at hand. A royal page entered.

"Your highness, Queen Katana of Jacobni is here to speak with you," he said. Larek looked up.

"Send her in," he replied. The page left and Katana entered.

"Larek," she said, crossing the room and greeting him.

"It's good to see you again, Katana," he said. "What can I do for you?"

"I was considering your offer to contact the Royal Four and learn if the High King and Queen are with them."

"Yes," Larek said, "what is your decision?"

"I would like you to contact them. It will help our emissary find them more easily, and, if they are with the Royal Four, it will give them time to prepare for their departure."

"Very well, Katana," Larek said nodding. "I will prepare for communication immediately."

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The next evening Abby and Connor lie on a blanket on the dock of the small lake in their town, alternating conversation and kissing.

"I wish tomorrow wasn't Monday," Abby said, pulling away from Connor and laying her head back on the pillow and looking up at the stars. Connor had started college the week before and Abby was going back to high school the next morning.

"I know, but school does have some advantages," he said, kissing her again.

"Like what?" she asked, smiling.

"You learn cool stuff," he said.

"Care to elaborate?" she asked, snuggling closer to him to block off the wind.

"If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desir'd, and got, twas but a dream of thee*," he whispered in her ear. She sighed contentedly but then, after a second, popped up.

"What do you mean 'which I desir'd and got'?" she demanded. He sat up after her.

"I didn't mean anything," Connor insisted. "I was just quoting the first thing that came to mind. I swear I didn't mean anything by it." Abby smiled to herself, realizing Connor wasn't going to catch on to her joke.

"So now you're saying that you don't mean the things you say to me?" Abby asked angrily, turning towards him.

"No.... that's not it. Come on, Abby, you know what I mean." She moved away from him.

"I'm not listening," she said, turning her back towards him. He inched closer to her and pushed her hair to one side, moving in to wrap his arms around her.

"No," she said, pushing him away. He sat back and thought a second.

"They flee from me that sometime did me seek, with naked foot stalking in my chamber*," he whispered, with a questioning look in his eyes. Abby turned around and laughed.

"You are adorable," she said, pushing him back down and kissing him before lying back next to him.

"You were joking all that time, weren't you?" he asked incredulously. She laughed.

"Yeah, I was wondering if you would figure it out or not." He pulled her tighter.

"I hate that you won't let me feel what you're feeling," he whispered. "Why won't you? I love you, you know." She turned her face towards him.

"I know," she said. "I love you too, but I'm just not comfortable with that yet. So, anyway, what did you mean by 'which I desired, and got'?" This threw Connor off for a second.

"Well.... I mean.... um.... I just wanted to tell you that you were beautiful. I didn't mean to make you think there was anybody else, ever. There's only you." He kissed the palm of her hand and looked pleadingly into her eyes. She smiled.

"Well, maybe you should find a better way to say it then," she commanded, snuggling against his chest. After a few moments he spoke.

"She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.*" Abby reached up and kissed him softly.

"I liked that," she whispered.

"I thought you might," he replied, kissing her again.

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There was a knock at the door and Max went to answer it, finding Brody Davis on the other side.

"Brody?" Max asked, slightly confused. He hadn't seen Brody since they left Roswell, and he was certain Brody didn't know where he lived.

"It's Larek," he replied, walking into the house. Max shut the door behind him.

"You're here about the light, aren't you?" Max asked.

"You know about the beacon?" Larek asked, surprised.

"No," Max replied. "We don't know what it was, we just saw it."

"Well, I'm here to tell you about it, so I need you to get the others here. There's alot to cover and you know I don't have much time." Max nodded and quickly got his friends and family on the phone. Within a half hour they were all there.

"So what's going on, Larek?" Max asked once they were all assembled. "What was that light about?"

"Well, back in our star system we have a legend," Larek began. "A myth really, or so we thought. It said that, when our worlds were torn apart and were in the greatest need, a High King and Queen would be born to us and they would unite and rule over our five kingdoms. The legend says that, when they are ready for their burden, they will find one another and a sign will be given. The light was the sign the legend spoke of." He looked at everyone assembled.

"So how does this affect us?" Isabel asked. "And, why would we see it on Earth when it was meant for your home planet."

"Don't forget that it's your home planet as well," Larek said.

"Still," Kyle interjected. "Why would they see it here, and why could only they see it?"

"The signal is only visible to people from our home star system, it's programmed into our biology." He paused for a second.

"You still haven't explained why you're here," Michael said, "and why we could see it on Earth."

"The answer to both of those questions is simple," Larek said. "The signal came from Earth."

"That means the King and Queen, or whatever, are here, on Earth, right?" Isabel asked. Larek nodded.

"Yes, hence my visit. We need to find out who the Royal Couple are, and, since you four are the only people from our star system on this planet, we imagine you know."

"But we don't know," Isabel said. "And, even if it did, why do you need to find them?"

"An emissary is on its way," Larek answered. "It has been since the day after the signal was given. It is being sent to your planet to retrieve the High King and Queen and bring them back. Obviously, since they're likely to be connected to you, you will be welcome to come back as well."

"What about...." Max began, but Larek stopped him.

"Kivar was against the retrieval in the first place, his citizens were not. His government is being overthrown as we speak. The people of Antar are clamoring for your return."

"Wait, wait...." Isabel said. "You want us to just give up our lives, leave our families, and come to a home we don't remember because some mythical couple may have been found. That's crazy."

"No, you're not being forced to come," Larek stated. "And, if you do decide to return, your families will be welcome. Remember, you are royalty and your public will eagerly accept any member of your family."

"Ok, so what we have so far is that this light means, according to legend, that some magical, mystical royalty has been found that will rule over all of our planets," Michael began, "and because of this you are traveling across the universe, overthrowing governments, and offering to bring us and our families home?"

"Yes," Larek answered matter-of-factly.

"How long do we have to think about this?" Ava asked.

"The emissary will arrive on Thursday morning at 1 a.m. It will stay only long enough to retrieve the High King and Queen and, if you are with them, you," Larek answered.

"How do you plan on finding the High King and Queen?" Max asked.

"That's where you come in," Larek answered. "We were hoping that, given the proper information, you could identify them."

"What do we need to know?" Kyle asked.

"They would be young and alien, obviously," Larek said. "Probably between 15 and 20. They would also likely be a relatively new couple. According to the legend, when they reached maturity and were able to handle their responsibility, an uncontrollable biological urge would draw them together and, once it had, the signal would be given. Basically, on the night they were first together physically, the signal would go off, alerting the people of our five worlds that their High King and Queen had found one another and reached both physical and mental maturity, making them ready to rule."

"I still don't quite understand this," Sean said. "What you're saying is that two alien kids grow up, find one another, get all hot and, when they sleep together, some signal is sent letting you know where they are?"

"Yes, basically," Larek answered. "And this happened on the night the signal was sent; they would have been together for the first time on this night. Do you have any idea who they are?" The nine people in the room looked around in silence. Suddenly a look of understanding and fear came on Maria's face.

"Oh my God," she whispered, just loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. They all looked at her, but she and Max locked eyes and she knew he was thinking the same thing.

"You know who they are?" Larek asked. Maria looked at Max and then at Larek and nodded.

"Well," Michael pressed, "who are they?" Max looked at Maria, then at Michael.

"Abby and Connor," he answered. Everyone in the room looked at him in shock.

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*The poems Connor quotes from are, in order, "The Good Morrow" by John Donne, "The Lover Showeth How He is Forsaken of Such as He Sometime Enjoyed" by Sir Thomas Wyatt, and "She Walks in Beauty" by George Gordon, Lord Byron.