A/N- Here's chapter two. i have so much written, but this is all i have typed up. okay, nothing else to say in this note, on the the story

Previously:

The tired looking guy started to lift his head too, but got distracted by something, and paused, head cocked slightly to the side. With a shrug he looked back over his shoulder and saw a dark haired man trying to get to him. Releasing a breath he turned and dropped his hand.

Michael let his hand drop from the small woman's shoulder when he felt Max approaching.

"Max, I said I'd get back." He told the man that was pushing through the crowd towards him.

"I know, but I saw something that you might find… weren't you just talking to someone?" Max looked around and saw no one.

Whipping around Michael's eyes searched the crowded sidewalks but couldn't locate the slim woman he had been trying to talk to. He couldn't see anyone with short blonde hair and two kids. They'd been cute kids. He took another beep breath and let it out in a steady stream.

"She smelled like Maria." Michael thought to himself.

New York Madness:

Chapter 2: Not So Dead

After dodging into the Macy's next to where she bumped into that man, Michael, Maria continued full speed for the escalator to the bedding section. Her kids thought it was a great game and followed happily, when Maria got to the pillows and plopped on the floor. Her kids followed suit and they all started cuddling a pillow.

She'd had another flash, but this on was so strong she had almost collapsed right there on the sidewalk.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Lizzy asked. Both Lizzy and Matt had given Maria their pillows and were leaning against her side giving what comfort they could.

"Yes sweetie, just a headache." Maria said, dredging up a smile. Yeah a really bad headache, that felt like a drill was pressed to her temple. Taking a deep breath and tried to focus on the flashes of memory that had spurred this god awful headache.

She saw Michael, and knew who he was. He was in a white room that had a table and two chairs. He was pounding on the one was glass yelling, "Bring back Maria! What have you done with her!" Then it flashed to her and Michael kissing on a couch that she recognized. Then it flashed again, and she was looking at a positive pregnancy test, with tears running down her face. Then a final flash of men in suits leaving her on the side of the road to live or die, they didn't really care. She heard them saying "We could get fired for this." Then another voice, "or killed, but this girl has been used, just let her live, her children wont." Then a door slamming, and then nothing. Shaking her head she hugged her kids close. Was that man, Michael? The Michael who she remembered in the flashes? The Michael who is the father of her children? Whose name is on their birth certificates? Her mind and heart said yes. The question was, would she ever see him again? And if she did what would she say? What could she say? 'Hi, I'm the mother of your children, and I don't remember anything of you or my past. Oh yeah my name is Maria and I think I'm insane.' Right, how about not.

Standing up slowly she began putting away the pillows and took a deep breath. All she could do was keep on living her life and love her kids, and just stop worrying about it. Easier said than done, but she would go on as usual. What was needed now was come of that lasagna.

Hand in hand their little family walked to the front of the store and down the escalator, heading home. Tomorrow was another day and she needed to talk to Alex.

When they opened the door to their hotel suit Michael and Max were expecting many things, but not what they saw.

Alex sat on the couch, Liz hugging and crying all over him. First Liz doesn't cry much anymore. Second, this proved Alex was indeed alive.

"If you want my professional opinion I'd say Alex is alive." Michael said, into the silence, completely serious. Then he smiled for the first time in months. I mean really, drop dead gorgeous, laughing, teeth baring smiled. Then he and Max joined the two on the couch.

Alex looked like he recognized them but didn't know why, but he smiled his usual Alex smile.

"Hey guys." He offered a hand in a greeting/cry for help. Liz was cutting of circulation to his other arm.

Max gripped his hand to shake, then dropped it as if burned.

Surprised Michael stepped forward and looked at Alex's hand to see what was wrong. When he made contact he didn't jump back in surprise, but it was a close thing.

"Alex, you're a hybrid. You're one of us." Michael said slowly.

Confused Alex tilted his head inquiringly.

"Can you fix things that get broken? Like if a glass shatters, can you fix it perfectly?" Max asked pointing to a glass on the coffee table.

"Uh…" Alex looked nervously between the two men then took a deep breath and nodded. Michael casually knocked over the glass from the table, shattering it on the tile floor beneath.

"Can you show us, I just want to be sure." Michael explained.

"Michael! Alex just got here, he is alive and well, can't you leave him alone?" Liz asked glaring up at Michael.

"It's okay," Alex said smiling. He remembered more about Michael. He was actually being polite compared to his usual distrust in situations like this. "This should be easy after all that practice." He leaned down over the shattered pieces of the glass and focused until the glass shards and the air around them started to glow, then the glass started reforming itself, ending completely fixed right where it had started before Michael knocked it down.

"Well, I'd say that's real enough." Max breathed, "So how'd this happen?"

"Uh, I don't know, one moment everything was dark, I think I was in my grave. Then there's this blue flash and I was on top of the grave holding on of the alien stones."

"Oh, when they found the grave empty there was another Alien Stone, that's why Valenti called me. He managed to hide it. Speaking of Jim, Alex he married Maria's mom." Then Liz clapped her hands to her mouth again, glancing up at Michael to see his reaction..

"Maria?" Alex seemed puzzled. His best friend was Maria now, was there a connection? He also looked up at Michael and watched as his expression turned cold and distant, closing everything off.

Just as he started to speak the Star Wars theme song blared into the room. All eyes feel on Alex. HE gave them a sheepish look but didn't blush like he would have in Roswell.

"Hello?"

"Alex, you busy? I kinda want to talk."

"Oh, hey babe. Yeah, I'm talking with some old friends but I can call you later tonight. Is that okay honey? I think I could get over there if you want. Wait, is something wrong with the kids?"

"No, no, no, they're fine. I just need to talk. I had another memory flash. This one was really strong. And, well Alex I think, I think I know who their father is. I think I saw him today." Maria's voice sounded shaky and unsure. She took a deep breath as Alex exploded.

"What! You know? I can be right over just give me--"

"No, come over later, we're having lasagna." Maria hung up leaving Alex staring

at the dead phone, jaw agape.

"Everything okay?" Liz asked worriedly.

"Uh, yeah, I just have to get over to a friends house later." Alex answered, still bemused.

"Was that your wife or something?" Michael asked.

"No, I'm not married." That seemed to seemed to snap him back to reality. "She's a single mom and my best friend here in New York. Actually, I met her in New Mexico." Alex seemed like he'd just remembered that. "So, what else do you want to talk about, because I kinda want to get to her apartment by 6:30? Or else I'll miss her lasagna." Alex turned his attention back to the gathered people. People who were from his past, and maybe his future.

"Oh, we're here to see a play. Our friend Isabel is the star." Liz said.

"You know Isabel?" Alex blurted out without thinking.

"Yeah, she's my sister. Why?" Max answered absently.

"So, I knew her? I'm not imagining things?"

"What?" All three of his friends asked, Michael was actually scratching his head.

"Well, I wrote the play Isabel is in and I could have sworn I knew her but I didn't. I thought it was like love at first sight or something. I'm not sure what it was but I remembered her from somewhere, now I know it was from Roswell. Though I never did get up the nerve to talk to her, and I was supposed to be a consultant on her part. Wow, I'm babbling." Alex rambled on until he realized he was, then he stopped, completely in control as if nothing odd had happened.

"That's our Alex." Liz said, hugging his left side again.

"Uh, yeah." Alex mumbled, finally blushing.

"Lizzy! Put down your brother and don't break anything." Maria yelled from the kitchen, not even looking up as she hung up the phone to see what was going on. She just knew. Having alien powered kids gave you sort of a 6th sense for that kinda stuff.

"But mommy—"

"No buts, I don't care if he stole your doll again OR," Maria emphasized here to prevent another 'but' coming from Lizzy, "If he then burnt her to a crisp. Do not misuse you powers." Maria came out of the kitchen after putting the lasagna in the oven to see Lizzy shaking with anger and strain, a few tears on her cheeks. While Matt lay sprawled on the floor a burnt cloth doll in his hand.

Sighing Maria reminded herself that these were her children and she loved them, usually.

"Matt, why and how did you actually burn Lizzy's doll to a crisp?" she asked, ignoring her brewing headache.

"I wanted to try my new power." Matt explained looking impossibly cute staring up from the floor, his earnest face sorry. "I thought I could fix it, like Uncle Alex showed us." On tear tried to escape, but he wouldn't let it. "I'm sorry mom, and Lizzy too, I thought it was cool."

"First, why didn't you tell me you had a new power sweetie? And second, what in the name of Elvis possessed you to try it on Lizzy's doll?"

"I wanted it to work right. I practiced with Lizzy, but I wanted to try it again."

Maria sat down try to wrap her head around the idea of her kids playing with fire. Anything could have happened.

"Matt don't ever do that again. Don't hide you powers from me or practice them without supervision unless told to by me or Alex, okay?" Matt nodded, still keeping eye contact. He accepted when he was wrong, something few adults could manage.

"Now Lizzy, why did you lash out?" At her daughters head shake no, she continued, "Don't lash out in anger. You will not like the results. Your brother should be you closest friend, don't fight, please." Maria was tired, but she was still a mom with the mom voice. Please was like, 'You had better, or else' in mom speak. "Now, can I get a hug?" Maria asked, holding out her arms. Both Matt and Lizzy clung tightly to her hug. They sensed something wasn't right with mom, but that she was still mom and they needed reassurance, even as they reassured.

"When Uncle Alex comes for dinner you can ask him to fix your doll Lizzy, and Matt you are going to tell him about your new ability."

The timer in the kitchen went off. "Wow, it's already been 20 minutes?" She asked quietly to no one in particular.

Getting up she patted her kids' heads, running her fingers through their silky kids' hair. Matt needed a trim if he wanted short hair still. She thought ideally. Like Michael's, popped into her head. Shaking her head she planned to get all their hair cuts at one time.

As she worked in the kitchen putting peas and lasagna onto 3 plates and putting the rest in the oven to keep warm she set out her kids plates and called them for dinner.

They came running, again best friends. When all of them had their plates they sat at the table and talked. I mean really talked. Maria always treated them like adults. This family never ate in front of the TV except on movie night, and that was just popcorn and pretzels.

Both kids came in and reached to get their plates and a napkin.

"Mom, when is Uncle Alex coming?" Matt asked then took a bite of meaty lasagna.

"He's at some friends' house right now but he said tonight. You two may be asleep already." Maria told them and pushed her peas around the plate.

"Mom, don't forget about Matt's powers or Rissa." Lizzy reminded her mom about her doll with her mouth full. Who ever said girls didn't do stuff like that didn't have daughters.

"Sweetie, don't talk with your mouth full, and I promise I won't forget." Maria smiled up from her untouched food.

"Okay mom. Oh, guess what happened today?" Lizzy gushed, bouncing in her chair while Maria cut up her lasagna for her.

"That's right; I forgot to ask about what happened at school today."

"Miss Zinn brought her doggy to school. It was so pretty. She told us it was a guard dog, and we shouldn't touch it, but Kacey, the doggy, was nice. She came right up to me. She liked me. I know because she licked my face!" Lizzy started giggling and finally took a breath, her eyes sparking.

"Lizzy? Did you call Kacey to you?" Maria asked her daughter. Lizzy was able to call animals to her. Maria wasn't worried about Lizzy getting hurt though. Animals seemed incapable of harming her, she just hoped no one had noticed the odd behavior of a guard dog.

Lizzy looked away, then sighed. "I'm sorry mommy, but Kacey was so pretty. Miss Zinn said she was a Garman Sheep-herd." Lizzy told her mom, her face earnest and serious.

Maria smiled, "Ah, a German Shepard, they are very pretty dogs. I'm sure Kacey was very nice."

"Kacey said Miss Zinn gives her bacon if she's good. Do I get bacon if I'm good?" Lizzy asked, taking a bite of lasagna.

"Oh, so you talked with Kacey?" Maria asked trying not to look surprised. Her children both had new powers. Alex needed to get here before Maria's head popped. Children, powers, memories, dreams, it was getting to be too much.

Maria took a steadying breath and smiled at Lizzy.

"Uh, huh. The pigeons are loud too. All they say is food, food!" Lizzy laughing flapping her imaginary wings.

"And pigeons too? Wow, we have to tell Uncle Alex about this too."

"She was really funny in class." Matt spoke up, tired of being left out. "She held out her hand and the dog came running. It was like at the park, but Miss Zinn didn't laugh like you mommy, she looked scared, like after a nightmare."

Oh I bet, Maria thought. A German Shepard on the loose in a 2nd grade classroom. "Miss Zinn doesn't know about your powers. It probably surprised her." Maria explained.

"I think so. She looked surprised, like when you came home and we made you dinner. But she didn't smile after." Matt seemed surprised, and a little confused, so Maria tried to explain.

"When you are at school Miss Zinn has to take care of you. If that doggy, Kacey, had hurt someone, she would be sad, and I trouble. She didn't know that Lizzy could play with Kacey and not get hurt, so she worried. Lizzy, that is part of the reason why I don't want you to use your powers without Alex or I there to help." Maria smiled at her children. They had finished their dinners and were starting to yawn.

"Hey, you two ready for bed? Tomorrow is Saturday, so I don't want you getting up to watch TV. You can read or play on the computer or with each other, but the TV stays off. Tomorrow I want to sleep a little extra, but come get me if you need something. Okay?" Maria leaned across her plate to stroke Matt's, then Lizzy's hair for a moment, then sat back. Clapping her hands together, she said, "Now troops, we need to clean up this mess before the corporal gets back. We have to get our undercover agents into bed and hidden!"

Her kids giggled and ran to the kitchen, standing on their stool to rinse their dishes. Then they ran to their room to change into their pajamas.

Maria smiled. Her world was still spinning, and it revolved around two little demons that were now fighting over who got the bathroom first.

With a happy sigh Maria got up from her still untouched meal and went to referee.

"Alex, you sure you have to go?" Liz asked, hugging him goodbye. She hadn't seen him for so long.

"Yeah, she's gonna be waiting up for me, she probably already put Matt and Lizzy to bed." Liz pulled back a little and went to stand by her husband.

"Lizzy? That's ironic, well not as ironic as you writing the play Isabel is staring in. But this is feeling really 'Twilight Zone.'" Max said.

"This coming from an alien hybrid from a planet in another galaxy? Right." Alex smiled and waved goodbye to them, then paused. "I bet she's like to meet you guys and I think you should meet her kids. She's going to the play tomorrow night with them. And unless something comes up, you guys can all meet at the after opening party. Just all meet right inside the theater after the play. I'll catch up with you. Tomorrow I wont really have any free time, but call me if you cave any questions or anything." Alex gave them his number and turned to leave again.

"I guess we'll see you tomorrow then?" Max asked

"Yeah, just wait after the show, 'kay? Bye everybody." Alex slipped out of the room and disappeared down the hall.

"Okay, that was interesting. Wonder who we're going to meet tomorrow." Max commented.

Liz fiddled with the slip of paper that had Alex's cell number on it.

"Well, we know that he hardly mentioned her name. He calls her M, that she's a single mother with two kids named Lizzy and Matt. Also, Alex has known her about as long as he has been re-alive." Michael spoke up finally.

"Is that even a word? Re-alive?" Max asked. At Liz's and Michael's exasperated looks he shrugged, "What? I don't think it is. Whatever. Maybe we should get some sleep. Tomorrow is also Isabel's opening night.

"Sounds good, but I want both of you up before 10:30, no sleeping in tomorrow okay? We have a lot to see." Liz requested.

"Liz, babe, you have control of Max, and when he wakes up," Michael reminded her with a wink.

Blushing Liz stomped off, dragging Max behind her.

"See you tomorrow!" she yelled back at him in a huff, slamming her and Max's suite door.

Chuckling Michael walked towards his room, think about all that had happened in his past and today.

He was the only one that knew about where Maria disappeared. He told everyone he didn't remember, but her knew. He remembered the white room and the FBI. He remembered the day they took Maria away for "testing" and he never saw her again. He also remembered Alex died. Now, today Alex was alive and well and had powers. Tomorrow they were all going to see him and his mysterious friend.

For some reason felt like he already knew this friend. He guessed that the initial that he always called her, M, was her first name, and for some reason he kept thinking it was Maria, but she was gone, dead.

With a quite shudder he suppressed the ache and the grief, then determined he needed a shower before he got some sleep. Tomorrow promised to be interesting.

A/N- again i ask, please R&R... uh, hope you liked this chapter too, i want to get my other ones typed.

Tah