Maria watched with anguish as Max stormed out of Liz' room, a lone tear
making its way down his cheek. Was this madness never going to end? She
stood up from the sofa, letting Michael's arm fall away from her shoulder.
'Where are you going?' he asked looking away from the movie they had been watching.
'Just to my room for a while,' she replied with a small smile.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she walked past the silent bathroom where Max had hidden himself. Walking into her room she sat down at her small table, found a pen and paper and began to write.
I'It's weird the habits we pick up from our friends, Liz has been writing as an escape for years but I'd never really considered it until the podsters left us. Now it just seems normal. I've never used a journal like Liz does, too risky, but I use paper and burn it after I'm finished. I don't even know why I'm telling you this Alex, you already know! Some how I know that you've received every letter I've ever written you, but this one's more important. Liz needs help, more than she's ever done before and I know that you're the only person left that she'll listen to. It's not that I believe in ghosts I just don't believe that when Tess killed you she could have severed the connection we all share! That's why Liz went to get the others even when she didn't want to, why Kyle could never escape and why I've never given up on Michael. I know the connection's changing now, just as much as you do, and that new people are coming who we need but the old connection will never end, you'll always be there for us. Just like you were always there when you were alive.
I don't think it's a coincidence that we were never caught when listening to the FBI from behind walls, no one's that stupid! Especially that time Liz dropped a stone on her foot and had to jump around with her hand in her mouth to stop her from screaming! You remember that? Oh. yeah I guess, you shouldn't, but that's just the thing, it felt like you were there, holding Liz' other hand while steering those men in the wrong direction so we could get out of there.
I know that you'll be there for us when ever we need you, that's why I'm writing to you know, everything's falling apart, even worse than before. Liz' journal got stolen, by Adam. But I know he's not an FBI person just like you do! There's something about him Alex, something that reminds me of you, an essence that makes me know he's one of us. You know, connected! And though it's impossible it's always seemed in some weird way like you've met him, the times when we used to talk about you he just had this look in his eyes, like he was remembering something!
Isabel is the silver lining in the cloud. The weight that was on her shoulders all this time is finally beginning to lift. She misses you, you know. The second thing she saw coming through the portal was your guitar, it hurt her but she's living with it! She'll never forget you. I think you're still with her too, guiding her now. Everything about it has the Alex Whitman charm, I should have known you'd never let her go! Your warmth is finally melting the ice queen layer around her and even though it's too late for her to have you I can see that you want her to be happy! You're giving her every chance to fall in love, how about Adam? He'd never let any harm come to her, and I have a feeling that he knows if he hurts her he'll have one pissed Whitman on his tail!
I wish you were here Alex, I miss you. No matter how hard I try to hide it I can't stop missing you! I just wish I could see you one more time, to say good bye, to tell you all the things I want you to here. To play my new song with you, to play with the Whits just one more time! Did you know they released a tribute song for you? It sold like wild fire in Roswell, and even got onto a national radio station! All the money went to your parents and they gave most of it away to your favourite charity, you know the orphanage that took in all of Roswell's orphans, the one that Max and Issy spent some time at.
The Whits are on tour at the moment, and their debut album is out soon, it's called Alex. They even let me sing a couple of songs for it, but I didn't want to go on tour with them cos I couldn't leave Liz. I'm not complaining though, life's good here, but I'm glad your band is doing well! Do you remember that time we sang for the Blind date contest? Talk about stage fright on my part! I could have sworn you were gonna kill me that night! And all those times we played together in the evenings at the Crashdown while Liz cleaned up? She hated that, I'd leave her to do all the cleaning while we just sat and sang!
Good times huh Alex? I guess I'd better go and pick up some pieces now. Keep yourself save Alex, and come back soon yeah!' i/
Maria wiped a tear from her eyes as she folded the paper and walk to the window. Pushing it open she picked up the nearly empty packet of matches lying on the window-sill, slowly she lit one and held it to the corner of her letter.
'I love you Alex,' she whispered as the finally piece of letter became ashes and tears dripped onto her cheeks.
'Where are you going?' he asked looking away from the movie they had been watching.
'Just to my room for a while,' she replied with a small smile.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she walked past the silent bathroom where Max had hidden himself. Walking into her room she sat down at her small table, found a pen and paper and began to write.
I'It's weird the habits we pick up from our friends, Liz has been writing as an escape for years but I'd never really considered it until the podsters left us. Now it just seems normal. I've never used a journal like Liz does, too risky, but I use paper and burn it after I'm finished. I don't even know why I'm telling you this Alex, you already know! Some how I know that you've received every letter I've ever written you, but this one's more important. Liz needs help, more than she's ever done before and I know that you're the only person left that she'll listen to. It's not that I believe in ghosts I just don't believe that when Tess killed you she could have severed the connection we all share! That's why Liz went to get the others even when she didn't want to, why Kyle could never escape and why I've never given up on Michael. I know the connection's changing now, just as much as you do, and that new people are coming who we need but the old connection will never end, you'll always be there for us. Just like you were always there when you were alive.
I don't think it's a coincidence that we were never caught when listening to the FBI from behind walls, no one's that stupid! Especially that time Liz dropped a stone on her foot and had to jump around with her hand in her mouth to stop her from screaming! You remember that? Oh. yeah I guess, you shouldn't, but that's just the thing, it felt like you were there, holding Liz' other hand while steering those men in the wrong direction so we could get out of there.
I know that you'll be there for us when ever we need you, that's why I'm writing to you know, everything's falling apart, even worse than before. Liz' journal got stolen, by Adam. But I know he's not an FBI person just like you do! There's something about him Alex, something that reminds me of you, an essence that makes me know he's one of us. You know, connected! And though it's impossible it's always seemed in some weird way like you've met him, the times when we used to talk about you he just had this look in his eyes, like he was remembering something!
Isabel is the silver lining in the cloud. The weight that was on her shoulders all this time is finally beginning to lift. She misses you, you know. The second thing she saw coming through the portal was your guitar, it hurt her but she's living with it! She'll never forget you. I think you're still with her too, guiding her now. Everything about it has the Alex Whitman charm, I should have known you'd never let her go! Your warmth is finally melting the ice queen layer around her and even though it's too late for her to have you I can see that you want her to be happy! You're giving her every chance to fall in love, how about Adam? He'd never let any harm come to her, and I have a feeling that he knows if he hurts her he'll have one pissed Whitman on his tail!
I wish you were here Alex, I miss you. No matter how hard I try to hide it I can't stop missing you! I just wish I could see you one more time, to say good bye, to tell you all the things I want you to here. To play my new song with you, to play with the Whits just one more time! Did you know they released a tribute song for you? It sold like wild fire in Roswell, and even got onto a national radio station! All the money went to your parents and they gave most of it away to your favourite charity, you know the orphanage that took in all of Roswell's orphans, the one that Max and Issy spent some time at.
The Whits are on tour at the moment, and their debut album is out soon, it's called Alex. They even let me sing a couple of songs for it, but I didn't want to go on tour with them cos I couldn't leave Liz. I'm not complaining though, life's good here, but I'm glad your band is doing well! Do you remember that time we sang for the Blind date contest? Talk about stage fright on my part! I could have sworn you were gonna kill me that night! And all those times we played together in the evenings at the Crashdown while Liz cleaned up? She hated that, I'd leave her to do all the cleaning while we just sat and sang!
Good times huh Alex? I guess I'd better go and pick up some pieces now. Keep yourself save Alex, and come back soon yeah!' i/
Maria wiped a tear from her eyes as she folded the paper and walk to the window. Pushing it open she picked up the nearly empty packet of matches lying on the window-sill, slowly she lit one and held it to the corner of her letter.
'I love you Alex,' she whispered as the finally piece of letter became ashes and tears dripped onto her cheeks.