About 900 miles away, in a location more discreet than that of NY City, in
the silence of a darkened town, the mysterious man slept peacefully, his
dreams uninterrupted and pleasant. Next to him however, his dark haired
wonder, heavy with their first born, tossed and turned as she struggled
with the flood of memories.painful memories.from her past that had slowly
begun to seep into her, until now, undisturbed dreams. The only sound other
then that of her tormented moans to be heard in the air that night was the
soft hooting of an owl that had positioned itself comfortably outside their
bedroom window. It was perched on an old flickering street lamp that was
casting eerie shadows over her swollen stomach and upon their faces.
Same Day (May 14th 2015)
Camden, New Jersey
.14 years from now, we are taken over by our enemies. A whispered voice echoed through the dank grey fog that had started slowly to encompass Liz Evans, she jump abruptly back and fourth as if paranoid that this voice would harm her. She knew this voice, and she understood what it was saying. Why make me remember all this now? Liz asked herself, feeling more alone and anxious as the minutes wore on.
.The closer that you and I grew, the worse it got with Tess, and eventually she left Roswell. The voice continued. Dark formations of what seemed to be a mass of storm cloud, begun to roll past and around her face, just above eye level, portraying painful moments from her past, in a distorted image. Oh my god, she thought, with a shocking remembrance of what she had been told by future Max all those years ago.
.It turned out Tess was critical to our survival. The four of us - Michael, Isabel, Tess, and I...we made a complete unit. We all had different gifts, and with one of us missing, we weren't as strong, and everything fell apart. The hazy images began to move past her more rapidly now. She then, without any self control over her movements, began to spin, slowly at first, but then picking up speed as the memories continued flashing past. .I need you to help me fall out of love with you.Oh god, what have we done, Liz thought frantically, Tess is dead, we are all in completely different parts of the country...the royal four are no longer even in contact!
.Set off those orbs, and you have no idea who you may be leading straight to us. faster and faster, the spinning was causing Liz to stumble every time she tried to regain her balance. It made her feel like she was going to throw up.
"STOP!" Liz screamed, falling hopelessly to her weak knees, the sinister mist was pushing its way closer and closer towards her as the seconds wore on. The memories and familiar echoing voices so ever persistent in her mind, continued to fly past. .and then on May 14th, that thing just came to life. It sent out this pulse.
"Enough.please, just leave me alone." Liz whimpered, "I get the point, already!" by this stage Liz was starting to get hysterical, "Please just let me wake up." .I know it's wrong to benefit in any way from someone else's passing...but I won't deny that Tess' death has freed me...Liz closed her eyes and curled up into a tiny ball underneath of the mist. There wasn't really any floor.just grey, dank vapor.Max, goddamn your alien ass, why couldn't your superior being, not-of-this-world powers, allow you to access my dreams, she cursed silently to herself.
Seconds later, Liz blacked out.
"Oh god.we have to go back to Roswell." Liz murmured softly sitting up abruptly from her sweat soaked pillow, clutching her enlarged abdomen. Max Evans stirred quietly beside her, rolling over onto his stomach. As soon as Liz had woken up properly and came back to her senses, did she realise that she was in an awful amount of pain, and that she was sitting uncomfortably in a large pool of water, "Oh god." She repeated, much louder this time. "Max!" She cried out, shaking her sleeping husband awake. "Huh? Wha.?" Only after rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, did he realise what was happening. "Oh, shit." He exclaimed.
The only thing that Liz didn't realise, as Max rushed her speedily down the darkened street in the Jeep to the hospital, was that they were all running out of time...fast. Also considering the fact that she was about to give birth put a stopper in the back of Liz's mind for all things rational. Though the one thing that was imperative that she did not forget was that today was still May 14th, 14 years to the day since they had activated the weird alien crystals.14 years since Future Max had paid her a little visit.and 14 years since Tess Harding had died.
Same Day (May 14th 2015)
Camden, New Jersey
.14 years from now, we are taken over by our enemies. A whispered voice echoed through the dank grey fog that had started slowly to encompass Liz Evans, she jump abruptly back and fourth as if paranoid that this voice would harm her. She knew this voice, and she understood what it was saying. Why make me remember all this now? Liz asked herself, feeling more alone and anxious as the minutes wore on.
.The closer that you and I grew, the worse it got with Tess, and eventually she left Roswell. The voice continued. Dark formations of what seemed to be a mass of storm cloud, begun to roll past and around her face, just above eye level, portraying painful moments from her past, in a distorted image. Oh my god, she thought, with a shocking remembrance of what she had been told by future Max all those years ago.
.It turned out Tess was critical to our survival. The four of us - Michael, Isabel, Tess, and I...we made a complete unit. We all had different gifts, and with one of us missing, we weren't as strong, and everything fell apart. The hazy images began to move past her more rapidly now. She then, without any self control over her movements, began to spin, slowly at first, but then picking up speed as the memories continued flashing past. .I need you to help me fall out of love with you.Oh god, what have we done, Liz thought frantically, Tess is dead, we are all in completely different parts of the country...the royal four are no longer even in contact!
.Set off those orbs, and you have no idea who you may be leading straight to us. faster and faster, the spinning was causing Liz to stumble every time she tried to regain her balance. It made her feel like she was going to throw up.
"STOP!" Liz screamed, falling hopelessly to her weak knees, the sinister mist was pushing its way closer and closer towards her as the seconds wore on. The memories and familiar echoing voices so ever persistent in her mind, continued to fly past. .and then on May 14th, that thing just came to life. It sent out this pulse.
"Enough.please, just leave me alone." Liz whimpered, "I get the point, already!" by this stage Liz was starting to get hysterical, "Please just let me wake up." .I know it's wrong to benefit in any way from someone else's passing...but I won't deny that Tess' death has freed me...Liz closed her eyes and curled up into a tiny ball underneath of the mist. There wasn't really any floor.just grey, dank vapor.Max, goddamn your alien ass, why couldn't your superior being, not-of-this-world powers, allow you to access my dreams, she cursed silently to herself.
Seconds later, Liz blacked out.
"Oh god.we have to go back to Roswell." Liz murmured softly sitting up abruptly from her sweat soaked pillow, clutching her enlarged abdomen. Max Evans stirred quietly beside her, rolling over onto his stomach. As soon as Liz had woken up properly and came back to her senses, did she realise that she was in an awful amount of pain, and that she was sitting uncomfortably in a large pool of water, "Oh god." She repeated, much louder this time. "Max!" She cried out, shaking her sleeping husband awake. "Huh? Wha.?" Only after rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, did he realise what was happening. "Oh, shit." He exclaimed.
The only thing that Liz didn't realise, as Max rushed her speedily down the darkened street in the Jeep to the hospital, was that they were all running out of time...fast. Also considering the fact that she was about to give birth put a stopper in the back of Liz's mind for all things rational. Though the one thing that was imperative that she did not forget was that today was still May 14th, 14 years to the day since they had activated the weird alien crystals.14 years since Future Max had paid her a little visit.and 14 years since Tess Harding had died.