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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX:
"Its been three weeks, and still nothing," said Liz. "Maybe the special unit isn't going to come here."
"That's wishful thinking," said Michael.
All of them were gathered in Alex and Isabel's apartment that evening, meeting to talk about their next move. It had indeed been three weeks since the accident, and since they found out Isabel was pregnant, and still no sign of trouble. They would have fled Bangor, but Isabel had been too weak up until a few days ago. By now, she was showing like a normal woman in the later stages of her pregnancy. Somehow, her body had adjusted to the extra expenditure of resources to sustain and grow the fetus, allowing Isabel to be stronger than she was most of the time in the early stages.
"Michael's right," said Isabel. "They could be just lulling us into complacency, while all the while they're watching us."
"Or it could be they just haven't found us yet," said Alex. "Bangor is not exactly a small little hick town. We've blended in pretty well here."
"Now that Isabel is strong enough to move," said Max. "We should consider leaving Bangor. Its just not safe here."
"But where do we go?" asked Maria.
"I wish we could go back to Roswell," said Isabel. "Especially now, since I'm having a baby. Mom and Dad, Alex's parents...they're going to miss seeing their grandchild."
"We haven't even heard anything from Roswell in the two and a half years we've been away," said Liz. "I mean, we send Valenti letters, but with no return address, sent from New York. We haven't risked calling because the FBI could be tracing his line, or any of our family's phone numbers. So, they know we're okay, but we..."
She clutched her stomach, and winced in pain.
"Liz!" said Max, with concern, as he moved to be by her side.
"What's wrong with her?" asked Maria.
"She hasn't been feeling well," said Max. "Some kind of stomach flu."
"Max," said Liz. "I've been thinking. Maybe....I should take a home pregnancy test."
"You're kidding?" asked Alex. "Liz, you think you're..."
"I don't know," said Liz. "But...I should check."
"I've got one," said Maria. "I'll go to my apartment and get it."
After she left, the rest turned back to their conversation. "You know, I agree with Isabel though," said Liz. "Especially if I'm pregnant, too. I always hope my children could be raised in Roswell, like I was. Like we ALL were."
"Too risky," said Michael. "Especially since Isabel is pregnant, and you might be to. It wouldn't be safe for the baby...babies, if that's the case."
"If only we could at least speak to Valenti," said Alex. "Risk calling him."
"So far, we haven't because if the feds were tracing the line, it would give them an idea of what part of the country we are in," said Michael. "Since we haven't called, they haven't had that knowledge."
"Until now," said Max.
"We don't know that for sure," said Isabel.
Just then, the phone rang. Alex went over and picked it up.
"Hello," said Alex.
"Alex," said Maria's voice on the other line, whispering into the phone.
"Maria, what's wrong?" asked Alex.
"Alex, there's someone in Michael's and mine's apartment," she replied. "I heard them inside make a noise, just as I went to unlock the door."
"Sit tight," said Alex. "Where are you?"
"On my cell," she said. "Hiding in the bushes, around the corner from the front door of the apartment."
"What's wrong?" asked Michael.
"Someone's in your apartment," said Alex.
"Where is she?" asked Michael.
"Hiding in the bushes, around the corner from..." began Alex.
Michael went charging out of the front door. Max ran after him, but turned around just before leaving. "Stay here," said Max. "Wait for my call. If I don't call in ten minutes, get out."
"Right," said Alex. "Good luck."
"Take care of them, Alex," said Max.
Max ran outside, and Alex turned to the Liz and Isabel. "Stay here," he said.
He ran into the bedroom, and came out a few moments later with a couple of bags. "We've had them packed just in case," said Isabel.
Alex reached into one of the bags and pulled out the revolver he had brought with him from Roswell. He checked to see if it was loaded, then put it in his pocket.
"God, Alex, I'm scared," said Isabel.
He took Isabel into his arms, and kissed her on the forehead. "It'll be okay," he said.
Liz went to look out of the window, but saw nothing. They waited, as five minutes went by. Six minutes. Seven minutes. Finally, the phone rang.
"Max," said Alex, picking up the phone.
"Alex, get out, now," said Max. "Rendezvous at the spot we picked in Hartford. Wait two days. If we don't show up, we never will."
"Got it," said Alex. "What about you?"
"Michael, Maria, and I are in my car," said Max. "The prowlers were special unit. They're chasing us. Go. NOW! And keep them safe!"
"I will," said Alex. He hung up the phone. "Isabel, Liz. Car, now. The feds are chasing them. We've got to go."
"We can't just leave them!" yelled Liz.
"They're luring them away!" said Alex. "We've got to go. NOW!"
**
An hour later, Alex, Isabel, and Liz were driving down a lonely highway through Maine, heading for Connecticut. Alex was behind the wheel, glancing between the road, the rearview mirror, and Isabel, who was now sitting in the back seat holding onto Liz, while the latter held on to Isabel. The two girls were trying to comfort each other, both concerned for Max, Michael, and Maria.
"That car," said Alex. "Its been there for a while. I don't like it."
"Can you see who is in it?" asked Isabel.
"One person, I think," said Alex. "I'm going to try turning off onto the next junction. Then, I'll do another turn off. If he's still there, then I'll know we're being followed. Hang on."
Alex did an abrupt turn at the junction, getting onto a smaller little country road. The other car also turned. Then, at the very next road, Alex did another sharp turn. The car was still there.
"Shit!" said Alex.
He accelerated, trying to put distance between him and the other car. The other car sped up, and now was definitely trying to catch up to Alex. "Oh my GOD!" said Liz. "The others must not have lured them all away!"
"They must have been watching our apartment," said Alex. "At least one of them was."
Alex desperately tried to stay ahead of the other car, but the other driver was slowly gaining. Not being an expert at evasive driving, Alex was doing his best to try and just stay ahead of the other driver, but it was a loosing battle because the other car was faster, and the other driver knew how to handle it.
Finally, the other car caught up, and pulled along beside Alex's car. Then, it swerved towards Alex, forcing him to turn away abruptly. He lost control of the car, and as Isabel and Liz screamed, it plowed into the ditch.
"Isabel!" yelled Alex, turning to find that his wife and Liz were both apparently frightened, but unharmed. The other car pulled off of the road about a hundred yards ahead.
Alex tried to restart the car, but it wouldn't turn over. "DAMMIT!" yelled Alex, slamming his fist into the dash board. "Come on! We'll have to run for it!"
Alex and Liz helped Isabel out of the car, and they dashed into the woods. Alex glanced towards the other car, and saw it pulling up beside his now useless automobile just as they ran into the tree line.
They ran as best as they could through the woods, hampered by the brush and by Isabel's pregnancy. The sounds of pursuit were not far behind them. Finally, Isabel had to stop running. She started to fall to the ground, but Alex caught her in time.
"Izzy!" said Alex, his voice full of worry.
"I can't," said Isabel, now out of breath. "I can't go on. I'm sorry."
"What are we gonna do?" said Liz, her eyes looking at Alex for answers.
Alex looked back in the direction of pursuit, and could hear someone getting closer. He looked down at Isabel, then at Liz. "Liz," he said. "Stay here. Keep quiet. I'm going to lure the guy away from you."
"Alex, NO!" said Isabel, her voice filled with terror.
"I've got to," said Alex. "Liz, if I'm not back in a few minutes, try to get Isabel back to the road. Flag down help if you can, but be careful who you flag down."
"Be careful, Alex," said Liz.
"I will," said Alex. Then, he leaned down and kissed Isabel. "I love you."
"I love you, too," said Isabel, who was now sobbing.
Alex took off into the brush, making a great deal of noise as he did. Liz and Isabel crouched down into the bushes, huddled as close to the ground as possible, not moving at all for fear of making noise. They could hear rustles in the bushes, but the noises were moving farther away.
Then, everything went silent. Only the sound of crickets could be heard, and the slight rustle of the trees as the wind blew through them. Liz held Isabel close to her, trying to comfort her and keep her warm. Tears were now streaming down both of their faces, as they were sick with worry.
The minutes dragged by. Nothing. Liz debated within herself whether or not to go on without Alex as he had instructed. But a mixture of fear and concern for Alex made her stay where she was, with Isabel, huddled in the bushes.
Then, out of nowhere, a shot rang out, piercing the night's stillness. "OH MY GOD!" said Isabel. She tried to move, to get up, but Liz held her back, while she took began to shake with fear.
Another shot rang out, then another. Another. Another. The sounds of the shots seemed to come from different guns. They sounded different. Then, after a few moments of silence, another shot rang out.
"OH MY GOD!" said Isabel, her voice contorted with terror. "He killed Alex!! My God he killed Alex!!!"
End of Chapter Twenty-six. Chapter Twenty-seven coming soon.
Don't you just love cliffhangers? I love them!! Ha, ha, ha!! Sorry, just gloating in my power a little bit there. Was Alex killed? What will happen to Liz and Isabel? Is Liz pregnant now as well? What about Max, Michael, and Maria? To find out, you had better be on the look out for the next chapter, coming your way soon. In the meantime, let me know how I'm doing with a review. I'd love to continue to hear from my readers who have already posted reviews, and those who haven't posted one yet. Feedback is always appreciated.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX:
"Its been three weeks, and still nothing," said Liz. "Maybe the special unit isn't going to come here."
"That's wishful thinking," said Michael.
All of them were gathered in Alex and Isabel's apartment that evening, meeting to talk about their next move. It had indeed been three weeks since the accident, and since they found out Isabel was pregnant, and still no sign of trouble. They would have fled Bangor, but Isabel had been too weak up until a few days ago. By now, she was showing like a normal woman in the later stages of her pregnancy. Somehow, her body had adjusted to the extra expenditure of resources to sustain and grow the fetus, allowing Isabel to be stronger than she was most of the time in the early stages.
"Michael's right," said Isabel. "They could be just lulling us into complacency, while all the while they're watching us."
"Or it could be they just haven't found us yet," said Alex. "Bangor is not exactly a small little hick town. We've blended in pretty well here."
"Now that Isabel is strong enough to move," said Max. "We should consider leaving Bangor. Its just not safe here."
"But where do we go?" asked Maria.
"I wish we could go back to Roswell," said Isabel. "Especially now, since I'm having a baby. Mom and Dad, Alex's parents...they're going to miss seeing their grandchild."
"We haven't even heard anything from Roswell in the two and a half years we've been away," said Liz. "I mean, we send Valenti letters, but with no return address, sent from New York. We haven't risked calling because the FBI could be tracing his line, or any of our family's phone numbers. So, they know we're okay, but we..."
She clutched her stomach, and winced in pain.
"Liz!" said Max, with concern, as he moved to be by her side.
"What's wrong with her?" asked Maria.
"She hasn't been feeling well," said Max. "Some kind of stomach flu."
"Max," said Liz. "I've been thinking. Maybe....I should take a home pregnancy test."
"You're kidding?" asked Alex. "Liz, you think you're..."
"I don't know," said Liz. "But...I should check."
"I've got one," said Maria. "I'll go to my apartment and get it."
After she left, the rest turned back to their conversation. "You know, I agree with Isabel though," said Liz. "Especially if I'm pregnant, too. I always hope my children could be raised in Roswell, like I was. Like we ALL were."
"Too risky," said Michael. "Especially since Isabel is pregnant, and you might be to. It wouldn't be safe for the baby...babies, if that's the case."
"If only we could at least speak to Valenti," said Alex. "Risk calling him."
"So far, we haven't because if the feds were tracing the line, it would give them an idea of what part of the country we are in," said Michael. "Since we haven't called, they haven't had that knowledge."
"Until now," said Max.
"We don't know that for sure," said Isabel.
Just then, the phone rang. Alex went over and picked it up.
"Hello," said Alex.
"Alex," said Maria's voice on the other line, whispering into the phone.
"Maria, what's wrong?" asked Alex.
"Alex, there's someone in Michael's and mine's apartment," she replied. "I heard them inside make a noise, just as I went to unlock the door."
"Sit tight," said Alex. "Where are you?"
"On my cell," she said. "Hiding in the bushes, around the corner from the front door of the apartment."
"What's wrong?" asked Michael.
"Someone's in your apartment," said Alex.
"Where is she?" asked Michael.
"Hiding in the bushes, around the corner from..." began Alex.
Michael went charging out of the front door. Max ran after him, but turned around just before leaving. "Stay here," said Max. "Wait for my call. If I don't call in ten minutes, get out."
"Right," said Alex. "Good luck."
"Take care of them, Alex," said Max.
Max ran outside, and Alex turned to the Liz and Isabel. "Stay here," he said.
He ran into the bedroom, and came out a few moments later with a couple of bags. "We've had them packed just in case," said Isabel.
Alex reached into one of the bags and pulled out the revolver he had brought with him from Roswell. He checked to see if it was loaded, then put it in his pocket.
"God, Alex, I'm scared," said Isabel.
He took Isabel into his arms, and kissed her on the forehead. "It'll be okay," he said.
Liz went to look out of the window, but saw nothing. They waited, as five minutes went by. Six minutes. Seven minutes. Finally, the phone rang.
"Max," said Alex, picking up the phone.
"Alex, get out, now," said Max. "Rendezvous at the spot we picked in Hartford. Wait two days. If we don't show up, we never will."
"Got it," said Alex. "What about you?"
"Michael, Maria, and I are in my car," said Max. "The prowlers were special unit. They're chasing us. Go. NOW! And keep them safe!"
"I will," said Alex. He hung up the phone. "Isabel, Liz. Car, now. The feds are chasing them. We've got to go."
"We can't just leave them!" yelled Liz.
"They're luring them away!" said Alex. "We've got to go. NOW!"
**
An hour later, Alex, Isabel, and Liz were driving down a lonely highway through Maine, heading for Connecticut. Alex was behind the wheel, glancing between the road, the rearview mirror, and Isabel, who was now sitting in the back seat holding onto Liz, while the latter held on to Isabel. The two girls were trying to comfort each other, both concerned for Max, Michael, and Maria.
"That car," said Alex. "Its been there for a while. I don't like it."
"Can you see who is in it?" asked Isabel.
"One person, I think," said Alex. "I'm going to try turning off onto the next junction. Then, I'll do another turn off. If he's still there, then I'll know we're being followed. Hang on."
Alex did an abrupt turn at the junction, getting onto a smaller little country road. The other car also turned. Then, at the very next road, Alex did another sharp turn. The car was still there.
"Shit!" said Alex.
He accelerated, trying to put distance between him and the other car. The other car sped up, and now was definitely trying to catch up to Alex. "Oh my GOD!" said Liz. "The others must not have lured them all away!"
"They must have been watching our apartment," said Alex. "At least one of them was."
Alex desperately tried to stay ahead of the other car, but the other driver was slowly gaining. Not being an expert at evasive driving, Alex was doing his best to try and just stay ahead of the other driver, but it was a loosing battle because the other car was faster, and the other driver knew how to handle it.
Finally, the other car caught up, and pulled along beside Alex's car. Then, it swerved towards Alex, forcing him to turn away abruptly. He lost control of the car, and as Isabel and Liz screamed, it plowed into the ditch.
"Isabel!" yelled Alex, turning to find that his wife and Liz were both apparently frightened, but unharmed. The other car pulled off of the road about a hundred yards ahead.
Alex tried to restart the car, but it wouldn't turn over. "DAMMIT!" yelled Alex, slamming his fist into the dash board. "Come on! We'll have to run for it!"
Alex and Liz helped Isabel out of the car, and they dashed into the woods. Alex glanced towards the other car, and saw it pulling up beside his now useless automobile just as they ran into the tree line.
They ran as best as they could through the woods, hampered by the brush and by Isabel's pregnancy. The sounds of pursuit were not far behind them. Finally, Isabel had to stop running. She started to fall to the ground, but Alex caught her in time.
"Izzy!" said Alex, his voice full of worry.
"I can't," said Isabel, now out of breath. "I can't go on. I'm sorry."
"What are we gonna do?" said Liz, her eyes looking at Alex for answers.
Alex looked back in the direction of pursuit, and could hear someone getting closer. He looked down at Isabel, then at Liz. "Liz," he said. "Stay here. Keep quiet. I'm going to lure the guy away from you."
"Alex, NO!" said Isabel, her voice filled with terror.
"I've got to," said Alex. "Liz, if I'm not back in a few minutes, try to get Isabel back to the road. Flag down help if you can, but be careful who you flag down."
"Be careful, Alex," said Liz.
"I will," said Alex. Then, he leaned down and kissed Isabel. "I love you."
"I love you, too," said Isabel, who was now sobbing.
Alex took off into the brush, making a great deal of noise as he did. Liz and Isabel crouched down into the bushes, huddled as close to the ground as possible, not moving at all for fear of making noise. They could hear rustles in the bushes, but the noises were moving farther away.
Then, everything went silent. Only the sound of crickets could be heard, and the slight rustle of the trees as the wind blew through them. Liz held Isabel close to her, trying to comfort her and keep her warm. Tears were now streaming down both of their faces, as they were sick with worry.
The minutes dragged by. Nothing. Liz debated within herself whether or not to go on without Alex as he had instructed. But a mixture of fear and concern for Alex made her stay where she was, with Isabel, huddled in the bushes.
Then, out of nowhere, a shot rang out, piercing the night's stillness. "OH MY GOD!" said Isabel. She tried to move, to get up, but Liz held her back, while she took began to shake with fear.
Another shot rang out, then another. Another. Another. The sounds of the shots seemed to come from different guns. They sounded different. Then, after a few moments of silence, another shot rang out.
"OH MY GOD!" said Isabel, her voice contorted with terror. "He killed Alex!! My God he killed Alex!!!"
End of Chapter Twenty-six. Chapter Twenty-seven coming soon.
Don't you just love cliffhangers? I love them!! Ha, ha, ha!! Sorry, just gloating in my power a little bit there. Was Alex killed? What will happen to Liz and Isabel? Is Liz pregnant now as well? What about Max, Michael, and Maria? To find out, you had better be on the look out for the next chapter, coming your way soon. In the meantime, let me know how I'm doing with a review. I'd love to continue to hear from my readers who have already posted reviews, and those who haven't posted one yet. Feedback is always appreciated.