"You can feel her? Why can't I feel Alex?" Isabel was getting worried.
Peter opened a door in the wall and pulled out clothes for each of them, "There are similar doors behind each bed that lead to a washroom. Please, put some clothes on and do whatever you need to. I'll be back in an hour and I'll try to explain everything to you at that point. Lyn should have calmed down by then."
The three watched as the man left the room and then they turned to look at each other.
Michael frowned, "I don't like him."
"Michael, you don't like anybody." Max smiled softly, feeling a little better since he could feel Liz. The emotions that he sensed were vague but it was something.
"Thanks Maxwell. But seriously, I don't trust him. He's hiding something."
Isabel shivered slightly, "He hasn't told us anything, so basically he's hiding everything. Can we go get dressed now? I'm cold."
"Lizzy? What's wrong?" Maria was kneeling next to her friend.
Liz's eyes were pressed closed and her brow was furrowed, "Max…"
"Max what? Liz, what is it?"
She suddenly opened her eyes and smiled, "I can feel him, Maria. It was like, all of a sudden, I felt him, I still feel him."
Maria fought down the twinge of jealousy that she felt, now was not the time, "You mean like a connection?"
"Maybe…no flashes and I can't figure out any emotions, but it's like he's standing right here in this room."
"Umm…what's going on here? UFO's, connections, flashes?" Kyle's confused voice broke the mood of the revelation. "Will someone please start explaining?"
Alex sighed and leaned his head back, "Kyle, Max, Michael, and Isabel are…"
"Not of this earth," Liz supplied at his pause. Then she rolled her eyes, "God, now I'm using Max's bad jokes."