THE REALM OF JEZZERON
Alternative Universe Roswell fic.
Rated R

Disclaimer:I don't own any of the characters in Roswell.

CHAPTER 2

Meanwhile in another dimension, a young man sits in a window seat staring out over the beautiful green valley. Tears streaming down his face, he is suddenly interrupped by a knock on his bedroom chamber door.

"Matthew....May I come in?"

"Miranda I just want to be alone!" replies Matthew in a harsh tone. "Please Matt..., I just want to talk." The door slowly swings open. Matthew still sitting on the window seat, turns toward Miranda. "There's nothing you can say, that's going to make me feel any better."

"I know." replies Miranda. "I miss her too." She walks over to him and sits down in front of him. Taking his hands in hers, she tries her best to comfort him. " I remember when you first told me that you had feelings for Kalie." Miranda says half smiling. She pauses for a while. "The two of you were always unseparable."she continued. "We always believed we were soulmates." replies Matthew. "She and I would walk through those gardens there below" he says to her . "Isn't that where Marcus found her?" she asked "Yea" he said quietly. ."I'm so sorry..."I didn't mean to remind you of it." cries Miranda. "That's alright." replies Matthew. "I just don't understand why she was out there at such a late hour."

"Did you and she make any plans to meet in the garden that night?" asked Miranda.

"No" Matthew replies. We had agreed not to get together until the day before our ceremonial engagement."

"Why wasn't one of the healing orbs used to bring her back?" asks Miranda. "It was too late." replies Matthew, "When Marcus found her he told me he couldn't even feel her essence."

"That can't be." replies Miranda, "I would have felt her passing."

Matthew gets up and walks over to his bedside table. He opens the drawer and reaches in toward the back. Pulling out a beautifully carved wooden octagon shaped box, he brings it over to Miranda and opens it in front of her.

"Kalindra gave me this." The inside is lined in royal blue violet velvet and in the center is a ring with a black pearl in it surrounded by smaller sea blue stones.

"It's very pretty." comments Miranda. "It's not suppose to be that color." says Matthew.

"What are you trying to tell me?" ask Miranda. "When Kalindra gave me this ring, the stone in it was the color of her eyes, a beautiful amber." replies Matthew. "She told me that if I ever thought she was lost, to wear the ring and it would show where she was. Since it is black, it proves that she is dead, and we can never get her back."

Miranda hugs her brother once more, and then leaves him to his thoughts. When she comes out, Iris is about to walk in but Miranda stops her. "He needs some time alone." "Alan and I heard what happened replies Iris. I wish there was something that we could do for him." comments Iris "I think that the only thing that will heal this is time." replies Miranda.

Back in Roswell, a couple of days have gone by. Max pulls up in his jeep in front of the diner. Dressed in dark navy blue jeans and a black short sleeved t-shirt, he steps out and heads for the balcony. He climbs up the ladder and finds Liz resting in a patio chair with a glass of lemonade in her hand, and a cold pitcher on stand by. Liz looks up and greets him with a warm smile.

"Hi Max." says Liz. She lets him in. Max makes himself comfortable in the patio chair next to her. Liz offers him a glass of lemonade which he accepts. "You haven't forgotten about our plans for today have you?" inquires Max. "Of course not." laughs Liz as she sits up and leans next to him.

Looking at Liz, Max leans forward and gives her a kiss. Liz responds by leaning into the kiss. Before he can break away, She brings her hands up to the back of his neck, and holds him, savoring his kiss, never wanting it to end.

Max is somewhat startled by her strong response. If he had any second thoughts on his relationship with her, she was sending him a clear message of hope for the two of them. He smiles to himself. For once the thought of losing himself in Liz's arms was quite appealing. Letting go, he leans back in the chair.

"What did I do to deserve that?" ask Max as he gazes into her eyes.

"Oh...I just thought it was time for a little change ." says Liz. She smiles and then gets up. "I'm going into the kitchen to finish the picnic basket I've prepared for the trip. " "Would you mind bringing my duffle and sleeping bag to the jeep?" ask Liz "I left them on the bed."

"Okay" says Max. Finishing his drink, he places his glass down on the table. He goes into Liz's bedroom and finds the items there. Picking up a photograph of the two of them, he looks at it and smiles. He takes up the items and brings them to his jeep.

Meanwhile Liz is finishing up her basket, She reaches into the cabinet for a bag of large marshmallows and a bag of chocolate for the smores. She goes downstairs to check once more on the diner. Seeing that everything is alright, she locks the doors behind her and heads for Max's jeep.

Liz gets in and secures her seat belt. "Liz does your father have any objections to you coming with me?" inquires Max. "My father told me that I'm old enough to be responsible for my actions."says Liz. Does that mean you told him?" ask Max. "No,...it just means that I don't tell him exactly everything." says Liz. Max starts up his jeep and the two of them drive off toward the woods.

TBC...