Disclaimers: I don't own the characters of Roswell and blah, blah, blah. I own Jen and Byron though.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I was away without a use of a computer. I got back only yesterday and had enough time to type and update my other story. So I'm updating this one today. I'll update again in a day or two.

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Crashdown 1:00 p.m. (Rocky Mountain time)

"Maria, you wouldn't believe the dream I had last night," Liz said while they were working.

"You too? What was yours about? Mine had all of us on the cliffs after Tess left."
"What? Are you serious? Was there another girl there that said she was Michael's sister?"

"How did you know? Wait a second. Are you trying to say that we had the same dream Liz?"
"You're not the only ones." Liz and Maria turned their attention to Michael who was cooking burgers on the grill. "Whatever she said, about being my sister its true, and I guess we all did have the same dream. Expect Max and Isabel to walk in here any minute."

"Maria, call Kyle, Max, and Isabel, tell them to get down here. We're on break soon."
"No problem Mickey G, whatever you say."

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Memphis, Tennessee- 2:00 a.m. (Central time)

"We finally got here. Only took what, 20 hours, we left at 7 am. and it's 2 right? Not 3, different time zones are gonna screw us up ya know," said Byron.

"Ah, shut up," I replied. "We gotta grab a bus to Oklahoma City. We might be able to get a bus to Roswell from there, or even Santa Fe would be good."

"Jen, all this travel is making me tired and being cramped on a bus forever isn't fun," Byron whined. "Why couldn't we just get a plane ticket?"
"Cuz they'd notice if two tickets weren't exactly paid for, that's a big gap. With buses, we can at least pay, and if we run outta money, I start crying saying how we're never getting to my brother's funeral on time, they might pity us."

"A'ight. You're right, as always, and I didn't want to hear you say it so I said it for you."

"Aw, Byron, admit it, you do love me."
"I admit it, now get the tickets so we can go to Oklahoma City or wherever we're going."

"Ok, ok." I replied. 'Roswell, New Mexico, here we come,' I thought to myself.

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Roswell, New Mexico- Valenti's house- 5:00 p.m.

"So we all had the same dream," Kyle said.

"Yea, and they're on their way here. I get to see my sister," said Michael.

"Tess' brother is coming too. I hope he's nothing like his sister," Maria said.

"I second that," Isabel said.

"I still don't know about them," Max said. "I just don't trust them. We don't know them. I mean how do we know that it wasn't the skins. Or if they're even working with the skins to get to us. We know nothing, and you just told them where we were Michael."
"Maxwell, calm down. She's my sister and the skins were or will be after them. My dream I had before we had that one. She was afraid, the boy was trying his best to protect her. But it wasn't helping. I know she is who she says she is. I just do. So don't worry," Michael stated.

"So what? We're just going to wait for them to show up in Roswell, or something. OR should we try to find them," asked Maria.

"Well in the dream she said that, they'll be coming soon, so maybe they're on their way. It's easier for them to come here, than for us to go to New York and try to find them," Liz said.

"She has a point," Isabel said. "Max, we have to wait and see."
"All right, but we have to tell them about Tess, no matter how hurt her brother may be. They have to know. They can't trust her."
"Now what?" Asked Kyle.

"We sit back and relax and wait for them to show up at our doorstep," answered Michael.

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Oklahoma City, Oklahoma- 2:00 p.m. (Central time)

"Jen, wake up, c'mon, you've slept long enough," I heard Byron say.

"I'm conscious, now go away," I mumbled and rolled over.

"No you don't, we have a bus to catch and lunch is served. We leave at 4, so get your lazy ass outta bed."
"All right, all right," I said moaning. "Up, happy?"
"Extremely, now come eat then you can get ready."
"Yes, Mr. I'm already dressed, and awake. It's a crime to be this happy when you just wake up."

"Yes my dear, but c'mon!"
"Ok, see me coming over to you? Ooh, McDonald's, aren't you a sweetie?"
"Yes, I am. Now eat."
After we ate and I got dressed, it was close to 3:15 and Byron was yelling at me to hurry up.

"When does it leave? Noon?" I yelled back. "We have to be there by 3:45 at least."
"Yea but its quite a walk. maybe a 20-minute walk to say."
"Oh fine!" I yelled and grabbed my bags. "Let's go."

"To Santa Fe, we go," Byron said while we walked out of the abandoned warehouse where we spent the night.

Finally about 12 hours later, we managed to arrive in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

"Roswell's about 200 miles away Jen. That'll take probably over 4 hours. Not to mention its 4 in the morning and I need sleep, as do you. And being on that bus for 12 hours having two breaks in between isn't comforting."
"Fine let's find out when the next bus to Roswell is first, then we can sleep. And also it's 3 in the morning. Another hour back." I heard Byron groan as I walked up to the man at the desk.

"Excuse me sir," I said sweetly. "But can you please tell me when the next bus to Roswell is?"

"Yes, ma'am, let me see. The next bus to Roswell, isn't until 10 this morning. So in 7 hours."
"Oh really? That's great. How much is it for two tickets on that bus?"
"That would be 14 dollars even."

"Ok," I said digging around for money. 'Shit,' I thought to myself. 'We don't have enough for food. I guess we'll have to share.'

"Something wrong miss?" Asked the man looking at me. "Would you like the tickets?"
"Uh, yea hold on a minute though. Byron."
"Yea Jenz?"
"How much money do you have on you?"

"Uh," he said looking through his pockets. And finally pulled out a $10.

"Yes, sir. I'd like those two tickets to Roswell please."
"All right, that's $14 as I said and let me print them out. And it leaves form platform 7 at 10. So you better be here at 9:45, the latest."
"Here you go," I said handing him the two 10's I had. I got $6 change and the tickets. and asked him, "Sorry to bother you again, but is there a diner that's open now? We're kind of hungry."

"Yes, actually there's one open down the road."

"Thank you very much," I said and walked away. Me and Byron grabbed our bags and walked down the street to the small diner.

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10:00 a.m.- Roswell

"What are you thinking about Space boy?" Maria questioned Michael who had a far away look in his eyes.

"I think she's close."
"Who's close?"
"My sister. I think she'll be here soon."
"Ok, that's good. Should you go tell Max?"

"No, I'm going to wait until she gets here to tell Max anything else. It's been, what, two days since we had the dream? I thinks that's enough time to get cross-country, don't you?"
"I guess. I mean how should I know, I've never traveled cross-country before, and neither have you."
"I guess we'll have to sit here and wait. I'm nervous though. I mean I'm finally seeing my sister. What if she doesn't like me?"
"Calm down Michael, she'll like you. Don't worry, I think she's as anxious as you are about meeting each other."
"Yea, I suppose."
"Now, you are going to re-start cooking breakfast. Go, and I have to go back and wait tables."
"All right."

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2:00 p.m. Pulling into Roswell:

"Jen. Jen, honey wake up. C'mon, up time," I heard Byron whisper softly in my ear.

"Then why is the bus still moving?"
"We're just outside of the town. A few more minutes, We just passed the sign that said welcome to Roswell. So just start waking up, then we'll grab food."
"All right, I'm up, it's easier waking me up on a bus, than it is while I'm in bed, ever notice that?"
"Yea, maybe its cuz, you know you have to get off the bus, but you don't have to get out of bed."
"I guess."

"Great, another tourist bus," Kyle said. "Don't we have enough of those people? Liz Maria, fair warning, you might get more business, another bus just pulled up outside."
"You're kidding me," Maria said and groaned. "I guess tourist season is back in full swing. Of all our luck."
"Business is good. Especially the tips they bring," Liz chimed in.

"Yea, whatever Liz, I always get no tips, they think I'm rude."
"Well you do give that impression at times," Michael said from the kitchen.

"Shut up you. You're not a part of this conversation.

"I just made myself a part of it. So there."

"You're impossible Michael Guerin."
"That's why you love me," he said as a crowd of tourists fluttered into the Crashdown.

"C'mon Maria, let's get moving," Liz said and pulled me form behind the counter. Just as they were walking to their selected sides, they noticed a girl and a boy walk in with two duffel bags each. each looked tired as if they came a long way.

"Liz? Maria?" the girl asked staring at the two waitresses.

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