A/N: The song is She Cries Your Name by Beth Orton and also there is
Amazing Grace (but that's public domain so who cares?) Read and enjoy!
Please write feedback and don't lie, say exactly what you thought of it! I
won't care, just tell me the truth!
Chapter 3
Hurricane
Alex didn't deserve this. People thinking he killed himself, it makes me
sick. How could anyone believe that about Alex? For the first time in a
while he was happy, he had Isabel. What changed? What could have happened
that would have made him do that to himself? He didn't, he couldn't have. I
have to find out what happened I can't let them think he would do this.
Alex has been there for me for as long as I can remember, it's my turn to
help him.
'The earth shall soon dissolve like snow the sun for bade to shine. But God
who called me here below will be forever mine. Yes when this flesh and
heart do fail and mortal life shall cease I shall possess within the veil a
life of Joy and Peace. Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a
wretch like me I once was lost but now am found was blind but now I see.'
Maria's strong voice cut through the silence, she could hear the pain in
her friend's voice. Everyone could hear her struggling not to cry. Liz
stood with a stoic look on her face staring at the casket embedded in the
ground. Max kept glancing over at her, she could tell he was worried. But
she was to busy to reassure him, she couldn't stop until she found the
truth. She threw a flower on top of the wooden box. It was hard to believe
that Alex was in there. It was even harder to believe that they were about
to cover him in 6 feet of dirt. As everyone walked off she stayed for a
minute longer.
"I won't fail you this time Alex. I promise." The words fell softly on the
casket. She turned and walked to the car. As they were driving away she saw
Max talking to Valenti. She prayed that he could stop this madness.
Liz wandered around the Whitman's back yard, she saw Alex' father standing
by the pool. It hurt her to see him, he looked so sad. She couldn't even
imagine how hard this must be for him. She approached him, he was so much
taller then her. It was strange to see he seemed so small, so wounded.
"Hi Mr. Whitman." She kept her voice quiet, as if she were trying to take
the pain that was clearly written on his face away.
"Liz, how are you doing" He sounded different.
"I'm ok"
"Well, I uh. I hope you know how much Alex loved you and Maria. He just
thought the world of you two" He stumbled through his words. Liz tried hard
not to cry at these words.
"Thank you. Could I ask you favor?"
"Sure anything"
"I was just wondering if. if I could just sit in his room for a while?"
"I haven't been able to go in there yet. But sure go ahead."
"Thank you" She leaned in and hugged him before turning away.
She walked through their house, the silence closing in on her. She had been
in this house so many times. She had been in here the day Alex had died, it
had seemed so different then. Now she could feel the weight of so many
years of memories bearing down on her. She stepped into his room, she sits
on his bed and picks up his guitar. Plucking the strings a little.
"I really need your help. I know something's wrong. I know what they're
saying about you isn't true. But I don't know where to go from here. I
really wish you could--give me some advice, point my in a direction." She
spoke the words to the room her eyes closed. A tear slipped down her cheek.
She wiped it away quickly and opened her eyes, scanning the room for an
answer. She sees a book, she stands up and walks over to the desk where it
lays. The Poetry of Robert Frost. She opens the book two tickets fall out
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep and miles
to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep." She reads from the
marked pages. She picks the tickets up, they're tickets to a Beth Orton
concert.
"Thank you" She whispers to the room. Liz walks out of the room to look for
the others.
The whole gang is sitting in Alex' room.
"Everything I'm about to say is going to come as a shock to most of you but
something happened. And you need to know what's going on. Valenti and
Hanson are about to declare Alex's death a suicide."
"What!?" Isabel stands up from where she is sitting.
"How could they say that? It can't be true" Maria's voice is hoarse from
crying.
"Well, I'm not so sure" Max sounds defeated. Liz turns and looks at him,
she doesn't understand what he's saying. Last night he had believed her.
"Max we talked about this."
"Valenti showed me his file" Cutting her off.
"Oh he showed you the file" Her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I don't want to believe it either but I saw the evidence. It's pretty
convincing"
"I can't believe it's suicide" Michael speaking up for the first time.
"It wasn't a suicide and I can prove it." She shows them the tickets. "Five
minutes ago I found these here, in Alex' room. They are concert tickets to
Beth Orton. Alex bought them on the day he died probably for him and
Isabel. The concert is tonight. Don't you get it? You don't buy concert
tickets on the day you kill yourself. You don't make plans for the future
when you are not planning on having a future."
"I don't know. A couple of concert tickets are not much to go on." Tess
offers.
"You don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Maria growls
"What's your problem" she snaps back
"My best friend is dead! Why don't you get the hell out of here! Everything
was better before you came back" Maria is ready to snap.
"Hey. Hey. There's nothing to gain with this argument one way or another.
We know Alex. We know what kind of guy he is, and we know he'd never kill
himself." Michael steps in.
"Exactly" she says holding on to Michael.
"So as far as any of us are concerned it was an accident"
"It wasn't an accident" Max looks up at Liz. She looks tired, dark circles
under her eyes her voice is hoarse. "He was murdered"
"Murdered?" Kyle questions.
"Would you listen to yourself? Who could possibly want to murder Alex?" Max
sounds annoyed.
"I don't know yet, maybe someone with a grudge against him or an alien"
"That's not what happened here" He steps towards her.
"Would you just think about it for a minute? If there is anything any of us
should have learned over the last year and a half it's that nothing is ever
what it seems."
"What is that? That's not evidence!" Isabel's voice rising
"Keep your voices down" Tess whispers
"You cannot deny the fact that a key member of this conspiracy just died
under very suspicious circumstances."
"I'm with Liz. Some things not right about this" Kyle stands up.
"It was a traffic accident" Max's tone becoming more aggressive.
"And what would an alien want with Alex?"
"Maybe Isabel." pointing towards her.
"No" Isabel's voice is low.
"We know there's an alien named Khivar who wants to bring Isabel back to
your world"
"No." Her voice getting louder
"If he found out about her and Alex maybe he would."
"NO! NO! NO!" cutting Liz off "You're just making this up!"
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Max face to face with Liz "You
don't know anything about our world!" He grabs her shoulders
"You don't want to think that Alex was killed by an alien because that
would mean you are responsible." Staring Max in the eyes. He suddenly
realizes what she's saying, he releases his tight grip on her shoulders.
Disgusted with himself as he sees her shoulders bleeding a little. He turns
around and leaves the room, the other aliens follow. Leaving the three
humans behind, what was once a close knit group is now split in half. Liz
noticed the small pain in her shoulders, but she couldn't stop to wonder
what had snapped in Max to make him hurt her. She'd have to do this alone
for now.
"I know what I know. And I am going to find out the truth. I owe that to my
friend."
Turning from her friends she left the room. As she left the room she heard
Kyle say
"Well. I guess it's us versus them." He didn't know how true that was.
Falling from the western selves
To find yourself alone again
Wonderin' where you have been.
Your lonely voice
Calls across the star lit coast
Reaching out to be seen.
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Cut beneath the surface screen
Of what we say and what we seem
Is a truth to be seen?
She keeps cryin out your name
But her scream sounds the same
How fickle fate can be...
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Birds would scream for territory
Can learn to sing euphorically
Give a hand time and hands ring out
And there's a wasteland in your soul
The burned out trees would leave you cold
Leave a hand out and I'll deal
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
She cries your name
Twelve times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Liz sat in the Crashdown going through pictures of Alex, the rain pounding
down on the small restaurant. She sat there remembering Alex. The time he
stripped for Isabel, when he and Kyle were stuck underground, when he
helped her with Topolsky, when she told him the truth about the aliens,
when she and Maria first met Alex. Every memory flashing through her head
like a bolt of lightning, there one minute and gone the next. The emotions
overwhelmed her and for the first time she really cried for Alex, she broke
down and let herself hurt for him. An endless amount of tears poured down
her face her body shaking from the sobs. She was interrupted by a knocking
on the door. She wipes the tears from her face and walks over to open the
door. She is met by a soaking wet Boy, the boy who delivered Alex' food.
"I thought about what you said. You know, if I remembered anything? Look."
He takes a piece of paper from his pocket. "I got his credit card receipt.
The company kicked it back 'cause of the way he signed it." He hands the
paper to her.
"11100100100111011001" She reads from the paper
"Does this mean anything to you?" he looks confused
"It means, I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep." Her
voice barely above a whisper. Knowing what she has to do now, she smiles to
her self. She can help him now, she can start helping him.
"Miles to go before I sleep"
Amazing Grace (but that's public domain so who cares?) Read and enjoy!
Please write feedback and don't lie, say exactly what you thought of it! I
won't care, just tell me the truth!
Chapter 3
Hurricane
Alex didn't deserve this. People thinking he killed himself, it makes me
sick. How could anyone believe that about Alex? For the first time in a
while he was happy, he had Isabel. What changed? What could have happened
that would have made him do that to himself? He didn't, he couldn't have. I
have to find out what happened I can't let them think he would do this.
Alex has been there for me for as long as I can remember, it's my turn to
help him.
'The earth shall soon dissolve like snow the sun for bade to shine. But God
who called me here below will be forever mine. Yes when this flesh and
heart do fail and mortal life shall cease I shall possess within the veil a
life of Joy and Peace. Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a
wretch like me I once was lost but now am found was blind but now I see.'
Maria's strong voice cut through the silence, she could hear the pain in
her friend's voice. Everyone could hear her struggling not to cry. Liz
stood with a stoic look on her face staring at the casket embedded in the
ground. Max kept glancing over at her, she could tell he was worried. But
she was to busy to reassure him, she couldn't stop until she found the
truth. She threw a flower on top of the wooden box. It was hard to believe
that Alex was in there. It was even harder to believe that they were about
to cover him in 6 feet of dirt. As everyone walked off she stayed for a
minute longer.
"I won't fail you this time Alex. I promise." The words fell softly on the
casket. She turned and walked to the car. As they were driving away she saw
Max talking to Valenti. She prayed that he could stop this madness.
Liz wandered around the Whitman's back yard, she saw Alex' father standing
by the pool. It hurt her to see him, he looked so sad. She couldn't even
imagine how hard this must be for him. She approached him, he was so much
taller then her. It was strange to see he seemed so small, so wounded.
"Hi Mr. Whitman." She kept her voice quiet, as if she were trying to take
the pain that was clearly written on his face away.
"Liz, how are you doing" He sounded different.
"I'm ok"
"Well, I uh. I hope you know how much Alex loved you and Maria. He just
thought the world of you two" He stumbled through his words. Liz tried hard
not to cry at these words.
"Thank you. Could I ask you favor?"
"Sure anything"
"I was just wondering if. if I could just sit in his room for a while?"
"I haven't been able to go in there yet. But sure go ahead."
"Thank you" She leaned in and hugged him before turning away.
She walked through their house, the silence closing in on her. She had been
in this house so many times. She had been in here the day Alex had died, it
had seemed so different then. Now she could feel the weight of so many
years of memories bearing down on her. She stepped into his room, she sits
on his bed and picks up his guitar. Plucking the strings a little.
"I really need your help. I know something's wrong. I know what they're
saying about you isn't true. But I don't know where to go from here. I
really wish you could--give me some advice, point my in a direction." She
spoke the words to the room her eyes closed. A tear slipped down her cheek.
She wiped it away quickly and opened her eyes, scanning the room for an
answer. She sees a book, she stands up and walks over to the desk where it
lays. The Poetry of Robert Frost. She opens the book two tickets fall out
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep and miles
to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep." She reads from the
marked pages. She picks the tickets up, they're tickets to a Beth Orton
concert.
"Thank you" She whispers to the room. Liz walks out of the room to look for
the others.
The whole gang is sitting in Alex' room.
"Everything I'm about to say is going to come as a shock to most of you but
something happened. And you need to know what's going on. Valenti and
Hanson are about to declare Alex's death a suicide."
"What!?" Isabel stands up from where she is sitting.
"How could they say that? It can't be true" Maria's voice is hoarse from
crying.
"Well, I'm not so sure" Max sounds defeated. Liz turns and looks at him,
she doesn't understand what he's saying. Last night he had believed her.
"Max we talked about this."
"Valenti showed me his file" Cutting her off.
"Oh he showed you the file" Her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I don't want to believe it either but I saw the evidence. It's pretty
convincing"
"I can't believe it's suicide" Michael speaking up for the first time.
"It wasn't a suicide and I can prove it." She shows them the tickets. "Five
minutes ago I found these here, in Alex' room. They are concert tickets to
Beth Orton. Alex bought them on the day he died probably for him and
Isabel. The concert is tonight. Don't you get it? You don't buy concert
tickets on the day you kill yourself. You don't make plans for the future
when you are not planning on having a future."
"I don't know. A couple of concert tickets are not much to go on." Tess
offers.
"You don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Maria growls
"What's your problem" she snaps back
"My best friend is dead! Why don't you get the hell out of here! Everything
was better before you came back" Maria is ready to snap.
"Hey. Hey. There's nothing to gain with this argument one way or another.
We know Alex. We know what kind of guy he is, and we know he'd never kill
himself." Michael steps in.
"Exactly" she says holding on to Michael.
"So as far as any of us are concerned it was an accident"
"It wasn't an accident" Max looks up at Liz. She looks tired, dark circles
under her eyes her voice is hoarse. "He was murdered"
"Murdered?" Kyle questions.
"Would you listen to yourself? Who could possibly want to murder Alex?" Max
sounds annoyed.
"I don't know yet, maybe someone with a grudge against him or an alien"
"That's not what happened here" He steps towards her.
"Would you just think about it for a minute? If there is anything any of us
should have learned over the last year and a half it's that nothing is ever
what it seems."
"What is that? That's not evidence!" Isabel's voice rising
"Keep your voices down" Tess whispers
"You cannot deny the fact that a key member of this conspiracy just died
under very suspicious circumstances."
"I'm with Liz. Some things not right about this" Kyle stands up.
"It was a traffic accident" Max's tone becoming more aggressive.
"And what would an alien want with Alex?"
"Maybe Isabel." pointing towards her.
"No" Isabel's voice is low.
"We know there's an alien named Khivar who wants to bring Isabel back to
your world"
"No." Her voice getting louder
"If he found out about her and Alex maybe he would."
"NO! NO! NO!" cutting Liz off "You're just making this up!"
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Max face to face with Liz "You
don't know anything about our world!" He grabs her shoulders
"You don't want to think that Alex was killed by an alien because that
would mean you are responsible." Staring Max in the eyes. He suddenly
realizes what she's saying, he releases his tight grip on her shoulders.
Disgusted with himself as he sees her shoulders bleeding a little. He turns
around and leaves the room, the other aliens follow. Leaving the three
humans behind, what was once a close knit group is now split in half. Liz
noticed the small pain in her shoulders, but she couldn't stop to wonder
what had snapped in Max to make him hurt her. She'd have to do this alone
for now.
"I know what I know. And I am going to find out the truth. I owe that to my
friend."
Turning from her friends she left the room. As she left the room she heard
Kyle say
"Well. I guess it's us versus them." He didn't know how true that was.
Falling from the western selves
To find yourself alone again
Wonderin' where you have been.
Your lonely voice
Calls across the star lit coast
Reaching out to be seen.
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Cut beneath the surface screen
Of what we say and what we seem
Is a truth to be seen?
She keeps cryin out your name
But her scream sounds the same
How fickle fate can be...
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Birds would scream for territory
Can learn to sing euphorically
Give a hand time and hands ring out
And there's a wasteland in your soul
The burned out trees would leave you cold
Leave a hand out and I'll deal
She cries your name
Three times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
She cries your name
Twelve times again
She cries your name
How long can this love remain?
Liz sat in the Crashdown going through pictures of Alex, the rain pounding
down on the small restaurant. She sat there remembering Alex. The time he
stripped for Isabel, when he and Kyle were stuck underground, when he
helped her with Topolsky, when she told him the truth about the aliens,
when she and Maria first met Alex. Every memory flashing through her head
like a bolt of lightning, there one minute and gone the next. The emotions
overwhelmed her and for the first time she really cried for Alex, she broke
down and let herself hurt for him. An endless amount of tears poured down
her face her body shaking from the sobs. She was interrupted by a knocking
on the door. She wipes the tears from her face and walks over to open the
door. She is met by a soaking wet Boy, the boy who delivered Alex' food.
"I thought about what you said. You know, if I remembered anything? Look."
He takes a piece of paper from his pocket. "I got his credit card receipt.
The company kicked it back 'cause of the way he signed it." He hands the
paper to her.
"11100100100111011001" She reads from the paper
"Does this mean anything to you?" he looks confused
"It means, I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep." Her
voice barely above a whisper. Knowing what she has to do now, she smiles to
her self. She can help him now, she can start helping him.
"Miles to go before I sleep"