A/N: hehe, ok, i have built this up and now I'm afraid that it will suck. Hopefully won't though...
Disclaimer: Yeah, Yeah i still don't own them. You don't have to rub it in! geesh!
Lee glanced over at the sleeping Michael, his head was pressed up against the window. They were pulling into Roswell now, he really needed to wake him up and see where he wanted to be dropped off, but Lee couldn't make him self wake the sleeping boy.
The trucker shook his head. Lee didn't care about anyone, at least he didn't admit to caring about anyone. But for some odd unexplainable reason he didn't mind if anyone knew that he cared for Michael like he was of his own blood. He'd do anything to make sure that his life changed for the better. And he was. He was helping Michael to escape.
Lee sighed as he reached over and gave Michael's shoulder a shake.
"Wake up son." Michael threw Lee's hand off and slid further down in his seat.
"Come on now, were in Roswell." At this his head snapped up and he looked around, seemingly wide awake. His eyes went wide and glassy as he took in the appearance.
"I made it home. Roswell hasn't changed at all." He smiled.
"Wow." He said, borrowing Nick's word.
"Well, where do you want me to drop you off?" Lee asked.
"Um, i guess the Crashdown."
"And that is where?" Michael smiled,
"Oh yeah. Um, just around the corner here." Lee nodded, and swiftly turned the truck.
"Ok. Is this it?" Lee asked. Michael nodded. And they stopped a few stores down form the dinner.
"Ok, I guess this is the end of the line, boyo." Michael nodded.
"Yup, we finally made it." Lee clasped him on the shoulder and said.
"Hey, have fun with your friends and if you ever get in trouble you know where to find me." A beat, then; "Space boy." Michael smirked. "Right Road Runner, see you around." And then Michael opened the door, but before he could clime all the way out Lee said,
"And Michael. Keep in touch."
"I will," Then Michael was gone and Lee was pulling off.
~'~'~
Maria had already been at work for a while now, and nothing exciting had happened. She frowned, had she been really expecting something? Maybe she had. She told Liz of her feeling and she had told her that maybe deep down she had been wanting Guy to come back.
Maria had shook her head and smiled-telling her she didn't think so. Liz had shook her head and went back to staring at the phone, waiting for Max to call. Maria turned to give the person at the counter his drink and then as she set it down a fuzzy felling made her shiver, and goose bumps appeared on her skin.
She closed her eyes and tried to track the feeling, but no use. She frowned, sighed and turned back to see that Liz had gone on break and that Nancy had taken over. She grabbed another glass and got to work.
~'~'~
Michael walked slowly, taking in everything, enjoying the fact that so many things were just as he remembered it. The Museum across the street, all the funky tourist dressed up in wacky UFO clothes. Now, there was one thing that really hadn't changed. This town was still way in to aliens.
And paranoia crawled up his spine. He pushed it down. Nothing was going to ruin his reunion. He side stepped some kids and then he was standing in front of the Crashdown. He peaked into the window, he couldn't see much but the jumpiness raised a meter.
He closed his eyes opened the door, walked in to the diner. He looked around for someone familiar, he tried to remind himself that they may not be there. He looked around until he saw a familiar blond head.
His heart raced, and he knew that it was Maria with out asking, he walked up to the bar and opened his mouth, only nothing came out. He shook his head and licked his lips.
"Hey." He mustered, not letting his voice betray him. Maria turned around smiling and holding a milk shake. Her smile froze in to place and then she dropped the glass, and gasped when she saw who it was.
~'~'~
Maria stood rooted to place. There in front of her stood a person she was told she would probley never see again. Michael Guerin. She was so.....surprised by his sudden appearance that she wasn't even aware that Perry, and Nancy were staring at her waiting for her to pick up the glass.
She was tuning out the people that applauded her mistake. In the three seconds that she stood there so many thoughts went through her mind that she couldn't even comprehend half of them.
/Michael. Oh my good lord! Look at him. Whoa, whoa! Michael! those eyes! Those lips... oh my lord He's here. He's here in front of me and I'm standing here gapping at him! Say something girl! Say something before he leaves! Before this illusion goes away!/
Even as she told her self to speak nothing came out, the thoughts still wound through her head. Michael waited for a few more seconds then shot her a smirk that would make M&M's melt. He spoke again.
"Maria? Are you going to pick that up?" She blinked.
"No." Blankly, then
"Michael!" And she was around the counter and in his arms before he had time to open his mouth for a retort. Michael wrapped his arms around her and Maria prepared to never let him go. She didn't care why he was here, or how he got there. She wasn't afraid to admit that she didn't even care where he had been, all that mattered at that second, this tiny little spec of time in the universe was that Michael was here. Here with her, and that for some reason Maria felt that the little space inside of her that screamed out for attention and for love had just been filled. She felt less empty.
~'~'~
A few minutes later Michael and Maria were seated at a table, there hands linked together and sitting on the table top. Maria was saying; "Michael, god i still can't believe your back. I've missed you so much! So have Max and Isabel." A thought popped in to her head. "Have you seen them yet." He shook his head. "No, I thought that they might be in here."
She smiled tolerantly at him. "But instead you got me huh?"
"I would say that its a ok trade." He winked at her and she glowed. She pressed her lips.
"So, what's with the bruises?"
"Oh, yeah, i got in to a car wreck." She was instantly worried.
"What are you ok? Well duh, your sitting right here, how did it happen?"
"Yes, I'm fine and that my dear is a tale for another time. I need to go see them." She only nodded. "Yeah. Where are you staying?"
Michael paused in his motion to get up. He hadn't thought of that. "Oh, don't worry i have a place." She frowned but didn't say anything as She stood up and hugged him again.
"Well. I'll come by Max's later. So don't leave. K?" He nodded and she was satisfied. She threw her arms around him one more time. After she let go he turned to the door, only to turn back.
"Hey Maria? Can you do me a favor?"
"Sure." He walked to the couther and stole a napkin, taking the pen from Maria's apron he wrote down a series of numbers.
"Call this number, ask for Nick and tell him i didn't-" He stopped himself before saying he didn't get arrested.
"Tell him i made it. Thanks." He turned again and smiled slyly. After he had walked out the door Maria assured her self that she would see him again. Looking down at the paper she shouted;
"Liz!" And ran to the back.
~'~'~
As Michael walked up to Max's and Iz's house he wondered how he was going to go about this. Well, he really only had tow choices. Window or door. He peeked into Max's room to see him reading a book. Well, why not stick with the goodness? He dropped down and tapped on the window.
Max blinked and looked up, only he was looking at the wrong wall, like he was hearing something that wasn't there. Michael shook his head and knocked again. This time Max looked at the window, at him. He sat there for a minute then tossed his book behind him and was at the window in seconds it was open.
"Michael."
"No, the king of France." Max laughed and gave Michael a hug. Max was smiling so big that Michael thought that his face would explode.
"God, I've missed you! We tried to find out where you went, of course if Iz could have dreamed walked you then it would have helped."
"Ok, Maxwell you aren't on my case already are you." Max laughed again and said that it was a force of habit, then slapped his head, "Come on. We have to tell Isabel your here." As Michael was pulled out the room he smirked at the image of Max smacking himself on the head.
Max knocked and went on in with out waiting for an answer. Isabel was sitting on the bed talking on the phone, She glance at Max with anger. "Knock much?" An annoyed tone. "Hi Michael." She chirped, not thinking about it.
Then she froze and said. "I'm really going to have to call you back Alex." She then hung up and screamed, she wasn't nearly as calm as Max or Maria had been. she screamed again and lunged at Michael. He caught her in a hug, one that was quickly ridding his body of oxygen, "Iz, I do still have to breath." She let go and grabbed his hand. "Ah-eh." She couldn't seem to think of what she wanted to say first. Her whole face was aglow. "I missed you too." Michael said and wrapped her in another hug.
A few minutes later they were seated at the Evens kitchen table.
"So, Michael where have you been?" Iz asked. He wondered when they would get around to that. "And what's up with the face?" And that. He smirked. "I was in Gainesville. Foster fathers name was Tim, I got in to an car accident."
"How was it living there?" He shrugged, looking for a way not to lie but not to tell the complete truth either.
"Eh-it wasn't the best." Max frowned and Michael rolled his eyes. "Maxwell. It was all good. I just..." He trailed off. "Missed Roswell." Iz smiled and took a sip of Michael's drink. "Really. The last I remembered you were trying to get out of here."
"That was different. That was when I figured you two would be going with me." Michael was about to ask a question but Max beat him to it.
"So, your dad just let you come all by your self?"
/Opps. Subject change./
"He's not my dad and what are we doing? Playing twenty four questions?" Only they saw through that in a second. Iz threw long blond hair over her shoulder and said.
"Michael you did-" She stopped short looking at him accusingly. But no worry for her forgetting her words, dear old Maxwell picked up for her. "Runaway?"
Michael tilted his head and tried a little bit of humor.
"Would i do that?" Isabel put her hand on her forehead and said; "Oh god Michael! You ran!" Max looked at him,
"How did you do it?"
"Who is even saying I did it?" Max and Michael were quickly falling back into there old tune. Michael looked away.
"Look, I didn't come here to get accused of all this crap. I came back to see my friends." /My family./ They both looked like they felt a little bad.
"Your right." Max said. "Sorry. Dropping."
/Yeah, which means that you think I'll talk to you when I'm ready./ Michael didn't deny the thought.
"In the mean time." Max continued as he stood, walked up to Michael and placed a hand on his face, there was a slight feeling of flying and then Michael knew with out doubt that Max had just healed him. Yeah, Michael could get used this real quick.
~'~'~
As Maria dialed the phone number that Michael had given her she thought back to the reaction on Liz's face when she had hysterically told her that Michael was back. She had jumped around telling her the whole thing and by the time she had finished she was out of breath and Liz was smiling so brightly that the room didn't need anymore light.
Maria was knocked away from her thoughts as a female voice said hello for the second time. "Oh." Maria said. "Sorry. Is um, is Nick there?" There was a pause then; "Sure. Hold on a second."
Then the guy who she presumed was Nick was on the line. "Yeah?"
"Um, yeah. You don't know me. But my name is Maria..."
"Oh, so Michael acutely got there?" Maria frowned.
"Yeah. He did. Um, Nick. Do you mind if a ask you a question?"
"Shoot." Good God. The guys was really like Michael.
"Why would he not acutely get here?"
"Because the last time he tried he got arrested." Ok, not like Michael the guy had loose lips.
"And i am guessing by the way your not talking that I just opened my mouth a little too much." He was right. Maria was gapping.
"What?"
"Yeah I did. You need to ask him that. Just do me a favor and don't tell him I told you. He'll tends to blow things up."
"You KNOW about him!"
"Opps. Again. I thought he would have told you I knew."
"No."
"Oh." Maria didn't know what to say. She was surprised that he had told the big secret. Upset that he had gotten arrested. Nick tried to smooth it over.
"Well, he really didn't get arrested. He got probation. Which ended a few days ago."
"And this is better how? So he ran away once, got caught and ran away again, and if he gets caught then he probley gets it worse?"
"Ok, yeah shutting it up, and going before i get myself hurt. Tell Michael that i said hey."
Then the phone line went dead and left Maria standing there a little less happy, a little more worried about Michael and with a whole lot more questions.
To Be Continued.
A/N: Ok, so how was that? I tried at least. PLEASE tell me what YOU thought! :D