A/N- Well everyone, this is the end. Reviews lingered toward the end, but that's OK. I loved writing this story, and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Review please, and look for future stories. Enjoy.


"I held the boy's hand, the little one, spoke like a man. He showed me death, and said this is how you know you're alive… you rise above the sea of doubts, into a word full of clouds. Alive." -Azure Ray, Sea of Doubts

The wind blew softly through the trees, singing out a sweet rhythm as we slowly walked side by side. I looked toward her and saw the fear in her eyes as we walked, and I reached over, lacing my fingers through hers. She smiled slightly, knowing I'd be next to her.

Maria had slowly begun to return. I looked at her as we walked. She'd washed her hair clean, the blond bringing back the light in her eye. The deep circles under her eyes began to fade, and the life was beginning to slowly sink back into her. I knew she was coming back to me, and I knew that this was our final step in letting go of our past, and embracing our future.

The grass crunched softly as we walked slowly through the long, straight rows of graves. The headstones each read a name, each encasing years of memories. So many people passed on from this earth, leaving their loved ones behind to pick up the pieces. Alex was gone. It was a fact that had been so terribly hard to understand for so long, but I knew we slowly had to let his memory go. He would stay forever in our hearts, his memory fading into the past as we created our futures.

We'd slowly gotten back into the rhythms of Roswell, but now this town rang true for us. What was so confusing in the past, now we understood. Michael was helping Maria to understand, and I knew that Max and I would slowly mend our pains. The five of us would live on: Maria, Max, Michael, Isabel, and I would carry on where Alex couldn't. We would help keep his memory alive, and live life the way we knew he wanted us to.

Maria and I began to slow as we neared. I heard Maria take a deep breath as we stopped, looking down at the patch of land in front of us. Alex. Born and dead. Seventeen years on earth. Countless years he would never get to live.

I bent slowly, my fingers circling over the engraved letters of his name. I felt the tears brim my eyes as his face formed in my memory. Alex, our best friend. I felt Maria next to me as she too came eye level with his name, crossing her legs in front of her as she sighed, looking at the head stone.

"We love you, Alex." She said softly, smiling as she too remembered him. "We'll miss you always." Her words carried away with the wind, whispering away and flying through the trees, up into heaven where I knew he was looking down at us.

Slowly, I raised my eyes, looking to the side. Alex stood, watching us from behind the tree, only a silhouette, transparent to those who weren't looking. He raised his hand slowly, holding it up for a moment in a farewell, before placing it over his heart with a smile. He faded away, the new day scattering his love throughout the graveyard and wrapping around us.

I looked to Maria and saw her smiling, looking at me with content, happy eyes. We knew Alex was gone, yet would live on forever. Slowly we stood, hand in hand walking out of the cemetery. Roswell stood in front of us. Our home, the only place we knew we belonged.