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CHAPTER TEN:
Several weeks after Alex returned to Roswell, Alex called up Isabel on the phone and invited her over to his family's house for dinner. His grandmother was coming to town for a visit, and Alex wanted her to meet Isabel. That evening, Alex drove over to Isabel's house and picked her up.
"I hope I look okay," said Isabel, walking with Alex to his car.
"You look beautiful, Izzy," said Alex. "Stop worrying. You've had dinner with me and my parents before, and I've done it with you and your parents."
"Yeah, but I know who special your grandma is to you," said Isabel. "You've told me about the summers you and your brothers spent at her house, the things you used to do together with her and your grandfather."
"Isabel, you are going to be great," said Alex. "Trust me."
They got into the car and drove over to Alex's house. He got out first, opened the door for Isabel, then led her by the hand into the house.
"Mom, I'm back," called out Alex as he entered the house, Isabel's hand in his.
Mrs. Whitman came out. "Hi, Isabel. I'm so glad you could join us."
"Thank you, Mrs. Whitman," said Isabel. "I'm glad I was invited."
Mr. Whitman also came out and greeted Isabel. Then, Alex brought Isabel into the living room. His grandmother was standing up from a chair.
"Hi, Grandma," said Alex, coming over and kissing his grandmother on the cheek.
"Hello, Alex," she replied in a gentle voice. Then, she turned and looked at the beautiful young woman holding her grandson's hand. "Well, this must be her."
"Yes," said Alex. "Isabel, this is my maternal grandmother, Catherine Ryan. Grandma, this is Isabel Evans."
"Its so nice to finally meet you, Isabel," said Grandma Ryan. "Alex has talked so much about you."
"Thank you," said Isabel. "I'm so glad Alex has given me the chance to meet you, too."
"Dinner is ready, everyone," said Mrs. Whitman from the kitchen.
The group sat down at the table for the meal. Alex and Isabel sat side by side, while Grandma Ryan sat next to Mrs. Whitman across from them. Mr. Whitman sat at the head of the table. They talked as they ate, with Isabel being welcomed into the conversation like one of the family. Grandma Ryan asked Isabel about how she and Alex met, about how they got together. She and Alex told her the story, minus the part about her being an alien of course.
After dinner, Alex offered to help his Mother do the dishes. Isabel also tried to offer her help, but the Whitmans would not hear of a guest being asked to help with dishes. Instead, Grandma Ryan asked Isabel to join her in the living room. The two women sat down on the couch with cups of tea.
"Well, I must say, Isabel," said Grandma Ryan. "Alex did not do you justice when he said you were beautiful. My goodness, you must have had all kinds of boys after you before Alex came along."
"Yeah, I did," said Isabel. "I know this may sound kind of conceited, but I actually got tired of being noticed by so many guys."
"Most of whom probably just wanted to paw you, or get physical," said Grandma Ryan. "Believe me, I know."
Isabel looked a little shocked.
"Oh, you think I have always looked like a Grandmother?" asked Grandma Ryan. "Not to brag, but I was quite a dish in my day. I was a popular girl in school, too. Oh, I had all of these boys who wanted to get me in the back seat of their cars and park with me. I dated them, though, but broke it off after one or two dates. I never let anyone get really close. That was until I met Alex's grandfather. He was like Alex, a smart, caring, sweet boy. The smartest boy in my school, actually. And so very handsome. When I started dating him, I knew he was different. He didn't just see the me on the outside. He looked for the REAL me, on the inside, and liked what he saw. I married him right out of high school, and he is still to this day the love of my life." She then got quiet for a moment before continuing. "He's been gone two and a half years, but I still miss him every day and every night when I go to bed, and he isn't there laying beside me."
Isabel instinctively reached out and hugged the older woman. "I'm so sorry," she said, as she pulled away from the embrace.
"My dear, you have a good heart," said Grandma Ryan. "You remind me so much of myself. I am so glad Alex has found someone like you. You make him so happy."
"He makes me feel more than happy," said Isabel. "He makes me feel loved and cared for. I feel closer to him than I have to just about anyone. It was hard for me to let him in at first. Like you, I was reluctant to let anyone in, probably even more so because....well, because I was an orphan before the Evans' adopted me."
"You were?" said Grandma Ryan. "Did you parents die?"
"I don't know," said Isabel. "My brother and I were abandoned when we were six. Left out on a desert road, until we were picked up."
"That's terrible!" said Grandma Ryan. "Oh, you poor dear, no wonder you would be scared to trust someone."
"But I do trust Alex," said Isabel. "From the start, I somehow knew I could. That he would never hurt me, and that he would take care of me and love me."
"Did I hear my name mentioned?" asked Alex, coming into the room.
He sat down and joined the two ladies in the conversation. A little while later, Isabel had to leave so she could get home and get some rest before an early class the next day. She bid her goodbyes to Alex's grandmother and parents, then Alex drove her home.
"I really like her, Alex," said Isabel. "Your grandmother is...such a wise and caring person. I felt this connection with her. I can see why she is so special to you."
"I knew you two would hit it off," said Alex. "While you were in the bathroom a while ago, Grandma leaned over to me and said 'that one's a keeper, my boy.'"
Alex pulled up into Isabel's driveway and turned off the ignition. They got out, and Alex walked Isabel to her door.
"So, am I a keeper?" asked Isabel, putting her arms around Alex.
He pulled her close to him, then gently kissed her on the lips. "Umm, I'd say a DEFINITE keeper."
They kissed several more times, and then said goodnight to each other.
**
Across the street from the Evans home, he watched the two lovers say goodnight to each other. He smiled to himself knowingly, thinking about how blissfully unaware to two of them were to what was to happen soon.
"They are so secure in their little lives," he thought. "She will soon see. So will he. They're little world of bliss is about to be crushed. Soon, she will be mine."
End of Chapter Ten. Chapter Eleven coming soon.
Well, that was a nice chapter with nice stuff happening. I hope you enjoyed it. Of course, as I'm sure you get from that last little bit...trouble is coming once again for Alex and Isabel. What trouble, you may ask? You'll just have to guess until you can tune in for the next installment. Until then, keep those wonderful reviews coming. I greatly appreciate the feedback I've gotten so far, and greatly appreciate any further comments and feedback you have.
CHAPTER TEN:
Several weeks after Alex returned to Roswell, Alex called up Isabel on the phone and invited her over to his family's house for dinner. His grandmother was coming to town for a visit, and Alex wanted her to meet Isabel. That evening, Alex drove over to Isabel's house and picked her up.
"I hope I look okay," said Isabel, walking with Alex to his car.
"You look beautiful, Izzy," said Alex. "Stop worrying. You've had dinner with me and my parents before, and I've done it with you and your parents."
"Yeah, but I know who special your grandma is to you," said Isabel. "You've told me about the summers you and your brothers spent at her house, the things you used to do together with her and your grandfather."
"Isabel, you are going to be great," said Alex. "Trust me."
They got into the car and drove over to Alex's house. He got out first, opened the door for Isabel, then led her by the hand into the house.
"Mom, I'm back," called out Alex as he entered the house, Isabel's hand in his.
Mrs. Whitman came out. "Hi, Isabel. I'm so glad you could join us."
"Thank you, Mrs. Whitman," said Isabel. "I'm glad I was invited."
Mr. Whitman also came out and greeted Isabel. Then, Alex brought Isabel into the living room. His grandmother was standing up from a chair.
"Hi, Grandma," said Alex, coming over and kissing his grandmother on the cheek.
"Hello, Alex," she replied in a gentle voice. Then, she turned and looked at the beautiful young woman holding her grandson's hand. "Well, this must be her."
"Yes," said Alex. "Isabel, this is my maternal grandmother, Catherine Ryan. Grandma, this is Isabel Evans."
"Its so nice to finally meet you, Isabel," said Grandma Ryan. "Alex has talked so much about you."
"Thank you," said Isabel. "I'm so glad Alex has given me the chance to meet you, too."
"Dinner is ready, everyone," said Mrs. Whitman from the kitchen.
The group sat down at the table for the meal. Alex and Isabel sat side by side, while Grandma Ryan sat next to Mrs. Whitman across from them. Mr. Whitman sat at the head of the table. They talked as they ate, with Isabel being welcomed into the conversation like one of the family. Grandma Ryan asked Isabel about how she and Alex met, about how they got together. She and Alex told her the story, minus the part about her being an alien of course.
After dinner, Alex offered to help his Mother do the dishes. Isabel also tried to offer her help, but the Whitmans would not hear of a guest being asked to help with dishes. Instead, Grandma Ryan asked Isabel to join her in the living room. The two women sat down on the couch with cups of tea.
"Well, I must say, Isabel," said Grandma Ryan. "Alex did not do you justice when he said you were beautiful. My goodness, you must have had all kinds of boys after you before Alex came along."
"Yeah, I did," said Isabel. "I know this may sound kind of conceited, but I actually got tired of being noticed by so many guys."
"Most of whom probably just wanted to paw you, or get physical," said Grandma Ryan. "Believe me, I know."
Isabel looked a little shocked.
"Oh, you think I have always looked like a Grandmother?" asked Grandma Ryan. "Not to brag, but I was quite a dish in my day. I was a popular girl in school, too. Oh, I had all of these boys who wanted to get me in the back seat of their cars and park with me. I dated them, though, but broke it off after one or two dates. I never let anyone get really close. That was until I met Alex's grandfather. He was like Alex, a smart, caring, sweet boy. The smartest boy in my school, actually. And so very handsome. When I started dating him, I knew he was different. He didn't just see the me on the outside. He looked for the REAL me, on the inside, and liked what he saw. I married him right out of high school, and he is still to this day the love of my life." She then got quiet for a moment before continuing. "He's been gone two and a half years, but I still miss him every day and every night when I go to bed, and he isn't there laying beside me."
Isabel instinctively reached out and hugged the older woman. "I'm so sorry," she said, as she pulled away from the embrace.
"My dear, you have a good heart," said Grandma Ryan. "You remind me so much of myself. I am so glad Alex has found someone like you. You make him so happy."
"He makes me feel more than happy," said Isabel. "He makes me feel loved and cared for. I feel closer to him than I have to just about anyone. It was hard for me to let him in at first. Like you, I was reluctant to let anyone in, probably even more so because....well, because I was an orphan before the Evans' adopted me."
"You were?" said Grandma Ryan. "Did you parents die?"
"I don't know," said Isabel. "My brother and I were abandoned when we were six. Left out on a desert road, until we were picked up."
"That's terrible!" said Grandma Ryan. "Oh, you poor dear, no wonder you would be scared to trust someone."
"But I do trust Alex," said Isabel. "From the start, I somehow knew I could. That he would never hurt me, and that he would take care of me and love me."
"Did I hear my name mentioned?" asked Alex, coming into the room.
He sat down and joined the two ladies in the conversation. A little while later, Isabel had to leave so she could get home and get some rest before an early class the next day. She bid her goodbyes to Alex's grandmother and parents, then Alex drove her home.
"I really like her, Alex," said Isabel. "Your grandmother is...such a wise and caring person. I felt this connection with her. I can see why she is so special to you."
"I knew you two would hit it off," said Alex. "While you were in the bathroom a while ago, Grandma leaned over to me and said 'that one's a keeper, my boy.'"
Alex pulled up into Isabel's driveway and turned off the ignition. They got out, and Alex walked Isabel to her door.
"So, am I a keeper?" asked Isabel, putting her arms around Alex.
He pulled her close to him, then gently kissed her on the lips. "Umm, I'd say a DEFINITE keeper."
They kissed several more times, and then said goodnight to each other.
**
Across the street from the Evans home, he watched the two lovers say goodnight to each other. He smiled to himself knowingly, thinking about how blissfully unaware to two of them were to what was to happen soon.
"They are so secure in their little lives," he thought. "She will soon see. So will he. They're little world of bliss is about to be crushed. Soon, she will be mine."
End of Chapter Ten. Chapter Eleven coming soon.
Well, that was a nice chapter with nice stuff happening. I hope you enjoyed it. Of course, as I'm sure you get from that last little bit...trouble is coming once again for Alex and Isabel. What trouble, you may ask? You'll just have to guess until you can tune in for the next installment. Until then, keep those wonderful reviews coming. I greatly appreciate the feedback I've gotten so far, and greatly appreciate any further comments and feedback you have.