Chapter Eight- Decisions

Liz Parker ran through the apartment grabbing the matching wrap for her dress that she already had on. The simple navy blue dress that made its way to the floor hugged her body. "Come on Liz," Alex yelled as she made her way down the stairs to see a nervous man pacing back and forth. "We're gonna be late, We're gonna be late, We're gonna be late," Alex chanted over and over again.

"We're not gonna be late, We're not gonna be late, We're not gonna be late," Liz chanted back.

Alex's head snapped up as he heard her voice, "Liz wow, you look... great." He stammered running his hand through his hair." You look beautiful I don't think I ever saw you in a dress before."

Liz walked up to him standing face to face, straitening his tie and smoothing his jacket. She looked up in his eyes and said, "I never had a better reason then this, I'm proud of you Alex."

"Thank-you," he replied taking her hand.

"Well, let's go;" I said smoothing his jacket one more time and then together we made there way out of the Crashdown and to the car. The drive only lasted 15 minutes before they reached their destination. Roswell's only gallery, they got out of the car and made their way to the door stopping when they reached the door.

"Your names?" the man at the door asked.

"Eliza and Alex we are on the list," I said to the man.

After a few moments the man asked, "What is your business?"

"Our friend is being showed," Alex explained.

"Have a good evening." We walked in and walked around stopping in front of a photo a black frame surrounding it. A girl was sitting on the ground, her hair covering her face, sunglass prevented you from sees her eyes; a book in her lap and the shade from the tree she sat under covered the rest.

"Ohhh.. Alex it's beautiful."

"There's more," he says pointing to the wall, Looking over I saw two more different photo's the first was taken in a park a little girl and boy where swinging on the swings the girl's legs were out in front of her and the boy was laying on his stomach. The second picture was the same girl on the balcony at night her back was leaning against the wall and her knees up against her chest.

"Alex those are of me," I say looking up at him.

His eyes went down to the floor, finally looking up he said. "In my photography class they said a picture is nothing without a personal attachment to it, the only thing in my life worth taking picture of is you."

I didn't know what to say I wasn't much on words so I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to me. After a few moments I let him go, "what about the kids?" I asked.

"I saw them it was what I always thought our life's would have been like. You know if we weren't in hell."

"Ya, I know," I whispered almost picturing this moment.

"Alex, Alex," someone yells, shaking my head the pictures disappears and I turn around to Janet, the galleries owner and our friends come running towards us. She stopped in front of us; "I've been looking for you two. I need to borrow Alex for a while." She said jumping up and down; then- grabbing Alex's hand a running off.

"Sorry, I'll find you later," he yelled, getting dragged behind her. I laughed and waved at them as they ran out of site. I started to walk around the gallery looking at all of the pictures that lined the walls. Some of them picture of outdoor scenes other of ridiculous stuff like the one I passed a couple moments ago, of a bowl of fruit. I walked passed them all, the pictures, the accusing fans, the adoring fans and past the children that were only here to sneak the booze the waiter's where passing to them or the ones that where forced here against there wills. I soon reached back to my starting point and I stood in front of Alex's pictures and heard a couple stand beside me.

"He's a wonderful artist," The girl said to the man beside her.

"He's wonderful look at the beauty," someone said behind me.

"He must really love her," the man said. I looked into the pictures seeing the same things they did but also so much more. My senses tingled; I looked back and forth and saw no one.

Suddenly I felt a presence behind me and a body pressed up against my own. "There right you know he's amazing captures your beauty perfectly," he whispered into my ear and I tried to turn around, my arms where pinned behind my back. My left arm was twisted higher to the point it started to be painful. "So beautiful.." he whispered in my ear. "It's too bad no one will ever no the real artist. Why again didn't he just put his real name..Ohhhh.. that's right you could be found out." I started to gain my energy and started to put pressure on his stomach, "Don't try it Ms. Parker, Or I will have no choice to take extreme action and I'm sure Alex wouldn't know what would hit him."

"How dare you threaten me or Alex."

"Calm down Ms. Parker I'm just here to give you a message."

"You have 30 seconds before I throw you into that wall."

"You have spunk Ms. Parker.... I don't like it," he said putting more pressure on my wrist. "Remember civilizes, you wouldn't want something to happen to anyone would you."

I looked around and saw people going with their business not even knowing what was going on. "What do you want," I repeated through clenched teeth.

"We want you to say out of the Royal Four's business," he said.

'God, I hate this alien shit.' I did the only thing I could think of, I started laughing. "You work for Kivar," I manage to say.

"Stop trying to help them.. you know we could use your talent," he said, running his hand up my back.

"Okay I've had enough," I say twisting my hands out of his grasp and putting my elbow into his stomach.

He feel backwards but still stood on his feet, "Liz" I heard Alex yell behind me. Swinging around I saw him running towards me, whipping my head back I watched as the man's back disappeared around the corner. I took after him, running out the front door and into the street. Looking around I saw three man get into a black SUV and the tires squealed as they drove away. All was left was the black tire marks that laid on the ground. Alex ran up to me, "What the hell was that?"

"Someone with a death wish," I said, still looking around.

"Huh.."

"I'll explain later, come on we better get home," I told him already making our way back into the gallery.

Crashdown Cafe

Apartment

"What the hell do we do now," Alex asked me.

"I dunno, but the one thing we do know is we are on to something," I replied pacing in front of Alex who was seated on the couch.

"But, we have to decide one thing," he said looking up at me.

I stopped and looked at him, "What's that."

"Whatever we are on to, is it worth what might happen if we continue."

I sat down on the coffee table in front of him "But, we have to ask ourselves what will happen if we don't." Silence filled the air the only thing you could hear was our breathing and the hum of the computer. I put my head in my hands, "What are we doing Alex?" I asked him, his head lifted and his eyes met mine. "We have the answers to there lives, the people we have trusted with our lives. How can we deny them even the little questions we might be able to answer. We ourselves know what it's like to know nothing about who we are. If someone could answer our question would you not want them to do anything in their power to answer them."

"Your right, but can I ask you a question?"

"Ya," I answered.

"Who are you trying to convince me or you," he asks looking straight into my eyes.