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CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
The holiday season in Roswell was, just like everywhere else, a special time of year. It was a time of reflection on the past, hope for the future, and spending time with loved ones. After the rough year everyone in the gang had prior to this Christmas and New Years, they needed the holidays to brighten their spirits.
Isabel, as always, got into Christmas a lot more than anyone else. Yes, the "Christmas Nazi", was back in full force this year, attempting to make Christmas absolutely perfect. Alex just thought she was cute, walking around in her Christmas outfits and organizing the Santa village for local children. He was with her most of the time over the holiday, acting as her willing helper. Even Michael got into the act, playing Santa, though granted it was mainly to get close to Maria (she had broken things off with him not long before the holiday season).
Alex and Isabel had Christmas dinner at both the Whitman's house and the Evans, seeing both families in one day. The couple rejoiced in how their respective families had embraced their significant other as one of the family in both cases.
Now, it was New Years. Just about everyone was out looking for the elusive Enigma New Years party. Liz was helping her Father at the Crashdown with a party for the residents of a retirement home nearby. New Years was especially wonderful for her because her Father had finally decided to give Max another chance, and she was allowed to spend time on New Years with him.
Alex and Isabel, on the other hand, decided to spend New Years by themselves. They were at Isabel's house, having the place to themselves since Mr. and Mrs. Evans were off at a New Years party. The couple sat cuddled together on the couch, watching Isabel's favorite Christmas movies and just enjoying the time to be together.
When they finished watching Miracle on 34th Street, Alex looked down at Isabel, who's head was resting on his chest.
"Isabel," said Alex. "Have I told you lately how much you mean to me?"
She looked up at him and smiled. "Every time we kiss," said Isabel. "Every time you hold me. Every time you tell me you love me."
"I've been thinking about some things lately," said Alex. "About...all that has happened in the past year. The whole thing with Tess, Khivar, September 11th. I've almost lost you...twice. You almost lost me once or twice, too."
"I know," said Isabel. "Its been a rough year. But, I will still look back on 2001 pretty fondly. It was the year we found each other."
"True," said Alex. He got up from the couch and went over to his coat. Reaching into the coat pocket, he pulled out something and turned to look back at Isabel. "But...I've been thinking about just how precious what we have is, how precious YOU are to me. I don't know what I would do if I lost you."
"I feel the same way," said Isabel, getting up from the couch. "But I'm not going anywhere. You are NOT going to loose me."
"Isabel, how do we know what is going to happen tomorrow?" asked Alex. "I mean...the time we have together could be a lifetime, or it could be a matter of hours. We just don't know."
"That's true for anyone, Alex," said Isabel. "We just have to live our life to the fullest, and appreciate what we have while we have it."
"I agree," said Alex. "I want to fully...appreciate and cherish what I have with you. I want to take whatever precious time we have and be with you. That's why...I've been thinking about...giving you this."
Alex reached out his hand to Isabel and gave her a small box. She took it in her hand, and opened it. Inside was a beautiful, ornate silver ring, with a single diamond nestled in the top.
"OHH ALEX!" she said. "Its...its stunning! I can't believe...how did you..."
"It belonged to my Grandmother," said Alex. "It was her engagement ring. She gave it to me for Christmas, told me she wanted me to have it so I could give it to the right girl someday, when the time was right. I guess she chose me over my brothers because I was always her favorite in some ways...and maybe she believed I had found the right girl."
He came closer and gently took the ring from her grasp. Then, he slipped the ring on her finger, and spoke softly to her. "Isabel Evans, I love you more than life itself. You are the light of my life, and you are a part of my very soul. I want to live my life with you, grow old with you, have children with you. I want to cherish you and protect you and give you all the love I can. Time is so precious. Our life together is so precious that I want us to begin that life now. Isabel Evans...will you marry me?"
Isabel looked at Alex with an expression of shock. She was like a deer caught in headlights, trying to process the fact that Alex had just proposed marriage to her, while at the same time attempting to formulate a response.
"Alex," she said a few moments later. "What are you saying? We can't...I mean, you're still in High School for God's sake. I just started college. We don't even have jobs, a place to live...I'm only nineteen, your eighteen..."
"Isabel, I know there would be a lot of obstacles to overcome," said Alex. "But we can overcome anything together. We belong together, and I say to hell with conventions about what age we should be at to get married, or whether I'm still in High School. We can still finish school..."
"Alex, I love you dearly, but I am not at a stage in my life when I am ready to get married," said Isabel. "This is all just moving so fast. Alex...I think you are acting impulsively because of all we have been through in the past year. But...if you think about this logically, you should be able to see that we aren't ready for marriage. Not yet."
"Isabel, I am acting with my heart. I want you, I love you, and I want to be with you, always."
"I feel the same way. I know, in my heart, that we DO belong together, and that someday, I will be ready to put this ring on my finger and become your wife. But someday isn't NOW. I am not ready NOW for this. And, I think if you would just THINK about it rationally, you would come to the same conclusion."
She gently took off the ring, and put it back in the box. Then, she gave the box back to Alex. "I love you so much, Alex Whitman. I want to be your wife, I DO. But not now, sweetie. Its not time yet. You are so smart and so talented...you need to go to college, earn your way to success, as do I. We can be together while we do, then talk about marriage when we are in a better position to build a life together. Alex, I want you to hold onto that ring, keep it safe for me. When the time is right, I will PROUDLY wear it."
Isabel put her arms around Alex, and gently kissed him on the lips. He pulled her into his embrace and passionately kissed her back. As they did, they heard the clock on the wall nearby chime for 12 midnight.
"Happy New Year, Isabel," said Alex, breaking the kiss with a smile.
Isabel smiled. "You're not upset?" asked Isabel.
"Disappointed," said Alex. "But...maybe your right. Maybe I am acting on fear, worry about losing you. If I am, then it might not be the right reasons to plunge into marriage. I just...I feel, in my heart, that we are meant to be. So, I just told myself 'why wait?' I think you answered that."
"I'm glad," said Isabel. "Besides, just because we're not married, doesn't mean we can't...be together, if you get my meaning."
Since Isabel was running her hand down the front of Alex's pants, there was no way he could miss the meaning. They made their way over to the couch, and fell down onto it, Isabel under Alex as they began to remove their clothing. But then, they heard the noise of a car door closing outside.
"Oh shit! Its my parents!" said Isabel, as they both quickly fixed their clothing. Mr. and Mrs. Evans came in the door a few moments later.
"Hey you two," said Mr. Evans, coming in and kissing Isabel on the cheek, then shaking Alex's hand. "Having a Happy New Year?"
"Yes," said Isabel. "We have been talking about...New Years Resolutions."
"How about you?" asked Alex. "I thought you weren't due back for a while yet."
"Oh, I'm afraid something I ate at the party," said Mrs. Evans. "My stomach is all tied up in knots. I'm going to go and take something for it."
"Did we interrupt anything?" asked Mr. Evans, noticing the slightly guilty expressions the young couple had on their faces when he and his wife walked in.
"Oh, nothing really," said Isabel.
"I hope not," said Mr. Evans, who then went to see if his wife was okay.
Alex and Isabel then looked at each other and smiled. He took her into his arms, and gave her a hug. "Happy New Year, Alex," she said.
End of Chapter Fourteen. Chapter Fifteen coming soon.
It's a New Year in Roswell, that means new things are coming for our couple to face together, both good and bad. So don't miss a thing, and be sure to tune in for the next installment. In the meantime, please do keep those wonderful reviews coming. I do appreciate any feedback you wish you provide.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
The holiday season in Roswell was, just like everywhere else, a special time of year. It was a time of reflection on the past, hope for the future, and spending time with loved ones. After the rough year everyone in the gang had prior to this Christmas and New Years, they needed the holidays to brighten their spirits.
Isabel, as always, got into Christmas a lot more than anyone else. Yes, the "Christmas Nazi", was back in full force this year, attempting to make Christmas absolutely perfect. Alex just thought she was cute, walking around in her Christmas outfits and organizing the Santa village for local children. He was with her most of the time over the holiday, acting as her willing helper. Even Michael got into the act, playing Santa, though granted it was mainly to get close to Maria (she had broken things off with him not long before the holiday season).
Alex and Isabel had Christmas dinner at both the Whitman's house and the Evans, seeing both families in one day. The couple rejoiced in how their respective families had embraced their significant other as one of the family in both cases.
Now, it was New Years. Just about everyone was out looking for the elusive Enigma New Years party. Liz was helping her Father at the Crashdown with a party for the residents of a retirement home nearby. New Years was especially wonderful for her because her Father had finally decided to give Max another chance, and she was allowed to spend time on New Years with him.
Alex and Isabel, on the other hand, decided to spend New Years by themselves. They were at Isabel's house, having the place to themselves since Mr. and Mrs. Evans were off at a New Years party. The couple sat cuddled together on the couch, watching Isabel's favorite Christmas movies and just enjoying the time to be together.
When they finished watching Miracle on 34th Street, Alex looked down at Isabel, who's head was resting on his chest.
"Isabel," said Alex. "Have I told you lately how much you mean to me?"
She looked up at him and smiled. "Every time we kiss," said Isabel. "Every time you hold me. Every time you tell me you love me."
"I've been thinking about some things lately," said Alex. "About...all that has happened in the past year. The whole thing with Tess, Khivar, September 11th. I've almost lost you...twice. You almost lost me once or twice, too."
"I know," said Isabel. "Its been a rough year. But, I will still look back on 2001 pretty fondly. It was the year we found each other."
"True," said Alex. He got up from the couch and went over to his coat. Reaching into the coat pocket, he pulled out something and turned to look back at Isabel. "But...I've been thinking about just how precious what we have is, how precious YOU are to me. I don't know what I would do if I lost you."
"I feel the same way," said Isabel, getting up from the couch. "But I'm not going anywhere. You are NOT going to loose me."
"Isabel, how do we know what is going to happen tomorrow?" asked Alex. "I mean...the time we have together could be a lifetime, or it could be a matter of hours. We just don't know."
"That's true for anyone, Alex," said Isabel. "We just have to live our life to the fullest, and appreciate what we have while we have it."
"I agree," said Alex. "I want to fully...appreciate and cherish what I have with you. I want to take whatever precious time we have and be with you. That's why...I've been thinking about...giving you this."
Alex reached out his hand to Isabel and gave her a small box. She took it in her hand, and opened it. Inside was a beautiful, ornate silver ring, with a single diamond nestled in the top.
"OHH ALEX!" she said. "Its...its stunning! I can't believe...how did you..."
"It belonged to my Grandmother," said Alex. "It was her engagement ring. She gave it to me for Christmas, told me she wanted me to have it so I could give it to the right girl someday, when the time was right. I guess she chose me over my brothers because I was always her favorite in some ways...and maybe she believed I had found the right girl."
He came closer and gently took the ring from her grasp. Then, he slipped the ring on her finger, and spoke softly to her. "Isabel Evans, I love you more than life itself. You are the light of my life, and you are a part of my very soul. I want to live my life with you, grow old with you, have children with you. I want to cherish you and protect you and give you all the love I can. Time is so precious. Our life together is so precious that I want us to begin that life now. Isabel Evans...will you marry me?"
Isabel looked at Alex with an expression of shock. She was like a deer caught in headlights, trying to process the fact that Alex had just proposed marriage to her, while at the same time attempting to formulate a response.
"Alex," she said a few moments later. "What are you saying? We can't...I mean, you're still in High School for God's sake. I just started college. We don't even have jobs, a place to live...I'm only nineteen, your eighteen..."
"Isabel, I know there would be a lot of obstacles to overcome," said Alex. "But we can overcome anything together. We belong together, and I say to hell with conventions about what age we should be at to get married, or whether I'm still in High School. We can still finish school..."
"Alex, I love you dearly, but I am not at a stage in my life when I am ready to get married," said Isabel. "This is all just moving so fast. Alex...I think you are acting impulsively because of all we have been through in the past year. But...if you think about this logically, you should be able to see that we aren't ready for marriage. Not yet."
"Isabel, I am acting with my heart. I want you, I love you, and I want to be with you, always."
"I feel the same way. I know, in my heart, that we DO belong together, and that someday, I will be ready to put this ring on my finger and become your wife. But someday isn't NOW. I am not ready NOW for this. And, I think if you would just THINK about it rationally, you would come to the same conclusion."
She gently took off the ring, and put it back in the box. Then, she gave the box back to Alex. "I love you so much, Alex Whitman. I want to be your wife, I DO. But not now, sweetie. Its not time yet. You are so smart and so talented...you need to go to college, earn your way to success, as do I. We can be together while we do, then talk about marriage when we are in a better position to build a life together. Alex, I want you to hold onto that ring, keep it safe for me. When the time is right, I will PROUDLY wear it."
Isabel put her arms around Alex, and gently kissed him on the lips. He pulled her into his embrace and passionately kissed her back. As they did, they heard the clock on the wall nearby chime for 12 midnight.
"Happy New Year, Isabel," said Alex, breaking the kiss with a smile.
Isabel smiled. "You're not upset?" asked Isabel.
"Disappointed," said Alex. "But...maybe your right. Maybe I am acting on fear, worry about losing you. If I am, then it might not be the right reasons to plunge into marriage. I just...I feel, in my heart, that we are meant to be. So, I just told myself 'why wait?' I think you answered that."
"I'm glad," said Isabel. "Besides, just because we're not married, doesn't mean we can't...be together, if you get my meaning."
Since Isabel was running her hand down the front of Alex's pants, there was no way he could miss the meaning. They made their way over to the couch, and fell down onto it, Isabel under Alex as they began to remove their clothing. But then, they heard the noise of a car door closing outside.
"Oh shit! Its my parents!" said Isabel, as they both quickly fixed their clothing. Mr. and Mrs. Evans came in the door a few moments later.
"Hey you two," said Mr. Evans, coming in and kissing Isabel on the cheek, then shaking Alex's hand. "Having a Happy New Year?"
"Yes," said Isabel. "We have been talking about...New Years Resolutions."
"How about you?" asked Alex. "I thought you weren't due back for a while yet."
"Oh, I'm afraid something I ate at the party," said Mrs. Evans. "My stomach is all tied up in knots. I'm going to go and take something for it."
"Did we interrupt anything?" asked Mr. Evans, noticing the slightly guilty expressions the young couple had on their faces when he and his wife walked in.
"Oh, nothing really," said Isabel.
"I hope not," said Mr. Evans, who then went to see if his wife was okay.
Alex and Isabel then looked at each other and smiled. He took her into his arms, and gave her a hug. "Happy New Year, Alex," she said.
End of Chapter Fourteen. Chapter Fifteen coming soon.
It's a New Year in Roswell, that means new things are coming for our couple to face together, both good and bad. So don't miss a thing, and be sure to tune in for the next installment. In the meantime, please do keep those wonderful reviews coming. I do appreciate any feedback you wish you provide.