The Unknown - Chapter 2

Isabel and Max came rushing into the room, "Michael, are you alright?" Max put his hand over Michael's chest.

Michael pushes Max away, jumps up and looks carefully around the room. When he was sure the girl had gone he turned back to the others.

"Did you see her?" Michael asked urgently.

"You saw her too?" Isabel shot back at him, worriedly.

"Blond girl, blue eyes, looks exactly the same as..."

"DON'T!" Isabel moaned.

Max looked urgently between the two of them. Isabel had updated him about what had happen this morning to her, but he hadn't been quite sure it was true until this. And there was something Izzy hadn't told him. He could tell.

"Like who?"

Isabel sighed. She really didn't want to admit this to him, it couldn't be true.

"She looks like I did at eleven years old"

Max was shocked. He had not seen that coming. But then his brain kicked in.

"Well maybe she's some sort of shape-shifter, and she did this to unnerve you"

"No Max. She isn't a shape-shifter" Michael replied simply.

"What? How do you know?" Max was angry that Michael could just completely ignore a possibility like this.

"She called me Dad"

There was a stunned silence in the room. Max couldn't get his head around it. There was a new alien in Roswell; an eleven year old girl who had the power to change places. Everything had seemed so brilliant earlier with Liz....

"Maxwell, what are we gonna do?" Michael asked him jogging him out of his thoughts.

"I think we should just..."

"Act normal and do nothing. That's your answer for everything Maxwell" Michael finished for him.

"There's nothing else to do Michael. Just try and stay low and stay with each other as much as possible so there are more of us when she comes back"


"He never packs this thing right" Mrs Evans muttered as she repacked the dishwasher.

The doorbell rang. "Coming" she called. She went around to the back door and opened it.

There was a flash of white light. Mrs Evans fell to the ground.

The girl stepped into the Evan's kitchen and smiled. That would keep Diane occupied long enough whilst she did what she came here to do. She went into the lounge and picked up a wedding photo showing Isabel, Jesse, Max and Liz. She smirked.


"Did you notice anything unusual about her at all?" Max questioned them.

"No, well there was thing, she seemed to be bleeding." Isabel answered.

"Bleeding?

"Well it looked like she had cut her wrists and they were bleeding a little" Isabel said worriedly.

"Yeah, they were bleeding when she was here to, although they seemed to be bleeding really badly." Michael jumped in.

"So she was bleeding. Well that doesn't really..."

Isabel and Michael never got to hear Max finish that sentence, as Max's cell phone had begun to ring.

"Hello?....Mom what's wrong?.....What?...We're on our way." Max moved the cell phone slowly away from his ear.

"She's visited Mom."


"Max! Thank god! I don't understand what happened! I must have been dreaming!" Diane hurriedly said as she hugged Max the instance he had opened the door. Isabel was following him.

Max tried to ease her away. "Just tell us what happened." He said simply.

"There was someone at the door. So I opened it. I could have sworn that this girl, that this girl was Isabel! She looked like a younger version of you." Diane looked really shaken. Isabel couldn't imagine what her mother was going through.

"And then there was this light. The next thing I knew I was on the floor. I went to check the house was okay... and I found this."

Diane handed Max a photograph. Max stared at it. Isabel soar Max's face change to look of shock as he saw what the picture was of.

"What is it Max"

He handed the photo to her. It was one of wedding pictures. The one mom proudly displayed on her mantle. But it had been altered. Now the photo showed Isabel and Michael getting married with Max next to Michael and Tess next to Isabel. And in front of the newly wedded couple was a little bridesmaid....the blond girl.


Max was in his bedroom typing on his computer. Since the Evans now new about his secret, he had moved back in with the Evan's. At least he had a proper bed now, and Michael would stop taking his jeep..."oh no wait, he'd still do that" Max thought to himself. He was very tired; it had been a long day. He had to try to figure out what to do about this girl. He was typing all the information he had on her into the computer, but it was just making him more confused. Why did this always have to happen? His day had seemed so wonderful with Liz earlier. He could have spent all day with her at the Crashdown, but as per usual something alien had come up. He sighed he had to concentrate.

Max didn't notice a small figure appear behind him in his room. She thought to herself "Time for plan B". She raised her hand.