Thanks for all the help, jazzypunker! I think I started to get to the point and fall away from the original! Your review was very much needed! Thanks! Now on to the story!

Instead of going straight home, I went to visit Liz at her new school. I found out her room number and decided to suprise her. I knocked on the door and waited.

"Eileen? Eileen? Did you lock yourself out again?"

"Guess who?" I say as the door opens.

"My god, Maria. Hi. What are you doing here?" She asks as she hugs me close.

"Well, the whole New York thing didn't work out so I figured 'hey, I got a best friend that's in an all girl's private school, probably going through Maria withdrawls,' so I came to see you! Have you been drinking?"

"Why, does my breath smell? Should I chew some gum?"

"I leave you alone for 2 seconds and you start to drink?! Aren't I suppose to be the irresponsible one and you the smart one?" I joked.

"Yeah, but a lot of things have changed, Ria," She said looking said, but quickly smiled to cover it, "I've missed you! You're right, I have been having Maria withdrawls," she joked, "There's this place I have to show you." She said and lead me out of the room.

We went up to this attic type room. Liz said this is where her and her roommate went all the time.

"So, I know that you want me to think you're really here for me, but I know you're not so spill. What's the deal? Can't you go back to Roswell?" Liz asked, sounding a lot like me.

"Okay, so I WAS gonna go back to Roswell, but when I called Micheal, he told me not to come back right away cause something was happening down there. That was only a day ago, Lizzie, and I haven't heard from him all day...I'm kinda worried," I finished looking at my feet. The fear for Micheal and company etched on my face.

"Hey...I'm sure they're fine, Maria," Liz said pulling me into a side hug and rubbing my back, "You're gonna get a call from Micheal saying that everything is okay and then you're gonna go home and be with him, I promise," Liz cooed as I cried.

We fell asleep, and woke to the sound of my phone. I picked it up and grogily said, "hello?"

"Hey, Ri,"

"Micheal, is everything okay?" I sat straight up and Liz followed suit.

"Everythings fine. How's Liz?" Micheal asked sounding tired.

"She's good, but do you really want to talk about Liz?" I asked and Liz poked me in the ribs.

"No, I don't wanna talk about Parker, I was just wondering," Micheal said and then sighed. "How are you doing, Ria?"

"I-I'm-alright, I guess," I answered with a sigh of my own. "Is it safe for me to come back?"

"Yeah, false alarm," Micheal explained. "We thought something was going on in Metachem, but when we checked it out it was nothing."

"Good. That's good," I said and gave curious Liz a thumbs up to show her everything was fine. "I'll be home soon then, I guess."

"I can't wait, babe. Hurry home," Micheal said and then there was a pause. "I miss you."

"Aw, I miss you, too, Micheal. I'll be home as soon as possible, Spaceboy. I love you," I said waiting for his reply.

"I love you, too, Maria. Bye," And with that we both hung up.

I stuck around with Liz until the next day. That morning, I woke up and had the sudden urge to puke. I ran into the bathroom, hoping Liz was still asleep, but she was soon knocking on the door. I came out and simply laughed it off as catching the flu or something and got ready for the day. I went to the airport and booked the next flight to New Mexico. I had called Micheal to let him know what time my flight would be coming in so he could pick me up.

Hours later, I was in baggage claim in the Roswell airport. I waited around for about 15 minutes before I spotted him. I started walking to him, but soon dropped my bags and jumped into his open arms. I waited a long time for this; to be back in Micheal's arms, where I belonged.

"Hey, you," I said pulling back to look at his face.

"Hey," He replied, not setting me down just yet; making sure it wasn't just a dream.

"I missed you so much, Micheal, but I want to thank you," I caught him off guard with that one and he gave me a confused look.

"What did I do for you to thank me?" He asked, astonished.

"You let me go even though you wanted me to stay. I really appreciate that," I said becoming emotional as tears streamed down my face.

Micheal smiled and pulled me in for another hug. "Then, your welcome," He pulled away and wiped my tears. "Let's go home." He picked up my bags and led me to the jetta, saying my mom let him borrow it.

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