Thanks for the feedback peoples! This chapter is a little AUish, same premise but I change things in the Roswell Universe and make them fit my story. Don't worry; the things we love will still be there.
Liz POV:
The body was so small, so weak looking. Michael pulled it out and we could all see that it was a little girl, maybe 6. She was dead, and she had been for a while. Her naked body was cold and blue. Its storage location had obviously prevented it from decomposing.
"She looks so young; do you think she was from the fourth pod?" Isabel choked backed. When I looked at her I could tell that she was holding back tears.
"I can try to connect with her, I don't know if I can but if I can get a flash off her we might be able to tell. If not, we can take a sample of skin and Liz can run a test on it. But I think it's safe to say that she was one of us. Why else would she be here, in the cave?" Max said.
He knelt down and put his hand on her face. His eyes closed and I put my hand on his shoulder. Instantly I was connected with him, and the dead little girl, having been pulled into the connection with Max.
I saw the little girl emerging from her pod. She was small and blonde and her eyes were blue and she was scared.
There was a man there, tall and he scowled at her and held out his hand. She was thrown against the wall. I could see blood marring her milk hair. She cried out; it was a whimper more than a word, the vocalization of fear.
I could hear him say something faintly, "Where are your friends little girl, where are the others? Where is the Granolith? Where is your guardian?" His voice was cold.
How could he demand things of a little child? He blasts her again and blood trickles out of her mouth, a moment later she is dead.
Max and I pull out of the flash abruptly.
"What did you see?" Michael asks.
"She was one of us; a man killed her in cold blood after she emerged from the pod. He was asking about a guardian, the others, which I assume means the three of us, and something called the Granolith." Max answers him.
"We should bury her," Maria says, "she was just a little girl and she deserves something."
Michael picks up the little girl lying before us on the ground and Isabel starts to cry when she gets a clear look at her face.
"She looks like an Ava, I don't know why, but she looks like her name should be Ava," Isabel says.
I look at her and I can tell that she wishes that the girl hadn't been killed. If they had been found together, Isabel would have a sister that was an alien too, another girl who knew what she went through, who would have the same identity problems that she had.
Isabel has always had a hard time accepting that she could never be like any other girl. I know that she's glad she has me and Maria, but we're not alien.
We walk down the cliff, and out to the base of the rock formation. I chose a spot by a big boulder.
Max, Michael, and Isabel use their powers to remove the earth there, and we place her there. Maria sings Amazing Grace.
Amazing grace, how
sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost,
but now I'm found.
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace
that taught my heart to feel
And grace my fears relieved.
How
precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
When
we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the
sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Then when we first
begun.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a
wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found.
"Everyone deserves some kind of funeral," she says when she finishes.
We bury her and then with his powers, Max writes, Ava, on the boulder.
We walk out to where the cars are parked to talk.
"We need to find who did that Max, because he's an alien, and he killed that little girl, and he could have some answers for us." Michael says.
"He was looking for you, but I don't understand why he couldn't find you already. I mean three kids in the span of a week are found in different spots in the desert? It was in the papers, wouldn't he have noticed?" I say.
"So what do you think, maybe that guardian that he mentioned found him and killed him when he came to check on the pods and found one of us dead and the others gone, I mean that's assuming that there really was a guardian and that they cared enough to check on the pods." Isabel said; she's angry now.
"We'll find them Izzy, and we'll find out about the guardians. Don't worry." Max reassures his sister.
The drive home is quiet and when we get back to town, Max drops Izzy off with Alex at their house and the rest of us go back to the diner.
"Alex will stay with Izzy, calm her down a little. She's a little upset, knowing that it could have been any, or all, of us," Max says.
I reach out and Max holds my hand, I can't imagine what must be going on with Michael and Maria in the Jetta.
"How are you going to find him Max?" I ask.
"I don't know Liz. We'll go back to the cave later, but I think today was pretty emotionally taxing. We can search it more; maybe we'll get more flashes." He says.
The rest of the day is a little blurry. We finished up work at around 9:30. Max kisses me goodbye, "I love you," he whispers in my ear like always.
When Michael and I finish closing up the diner, we head upstairs.
"Night Lizzie," he says, knowing that he is the only one besides Dad that I let call me that.
"Night big brother," I say.
It's strange, we never knew if Michael was older than me or not, so my parents picked the day we found him as his birthday, and the doctors determined that he was about 6 same as me. But I always called him big brother.
I get in bed that night thinking about the little girl. I hear a tap at my window knowing it can only be one person.
I let Max in and we sit on my bed.
"She was so small Liz, and he just killed her," I know that this is tearing Max up inside.
"I know, but we can't change what happened in the past, and you can't blame yourself. Even if you had been there," I say, reading his mind in the way that only I can, because I know him so well, "there was nothing that could be done."
We lay down and I kiss him, rest my head on his chest. We fall asleep that way.
In the morning I found a note on my dresser.
Liz,
Didn't want to wake you, or get caught by Michael. Thanks for being there for me last night. You're amazing. I love you.
Max
I smile at his handwriting.
I get up and get ready for school. After everything that happened this weekend, it seems weird to go back to school and pretend everything is normal.
I have some juice and then Michael and I go downstairs to meet Maria, she's giving us a ride this morning. We talk on the way to school and it's amazing that things, especially with Michael, can get back to normal, but they do.
The day is normal and that night is normal. But I know in my gut that something is about to happen and things won't be normal for much longer.
