/I don't own anything you recognize in this story. /

Hours later, Morgan sat at the library table with his head in his hands reading a book about some doctor writing about the extraterrestrial life, but there was absolutely nothing to aide him in what he was looking for. Morgan sighed as he turned the page of the book and scanned the page. Nothing. He looked over to the next page, but still there was nothing. Why did this have to be so difficult? Sometimes he wished that extraterrestrial life was more known so that people like him could understand it and try to act upon it when they come across something suspicious.

A hand touched Morgan's shoulder and he jumped in surprise. He calmed down when he saw that it was his sister. He rolled his eyes as Bo sat down and watched him silently. Why did she have to come follow Morgan wherever he want? It wasn't right, none whatsoever.

"What do you want, Bo?" Morgan asked in frustration.

"Dad wanted me to come and look for you and to tell you that it's time to come home, dinner's almost ready," Bo answered, "and you don't have to be so snappy, Morgan, I'm only trying to help."

"Only trying to help? How are you helping? I can only do what I'm doing by myself," Morgan said.

"Are you trying to figure out if Ayanna's really an extraterrestrial or not?" Bo asked suddenly.

Morgan looked up at his little sister in surprise. "How do you know that?"

Bo pointed to the book Morgan was reading. "I saw you were reading an extraterrestrial book and so I figured that's what you were doing. It's pretty logical thinking."

"I would say so." Morgan looked back at the book he was reading. "This is so frustrating. I'm looking for something that might suggest that extraterrestrials can change their form to that of a human's but I can't find anything."

"I can't really help you there, Morgan."

"I know you can't."

Morgan went back to staring at the book. Nothing, absolutely nothing and Morgan couldn't leave until he figured out what was happening. Because if he didn't now, then he'd never figure it out and his family would be divided forever.

"Have you tried using the index in the books?" Bo asked suddenly.

Morgan blinked as he stared at his sister. "Looking in the index? Why?"

Bo shrugged. "It might help your search a whole lot faster and then we could get home sooner and dad wouldn't be angry with us."

"Bo, you're a genius," Morgan said as he flipped hurriedly to the index.

As he was flipping, a page caught his attention and he stopped flipping the pages. At the top it read "How you can tell if somebody is Just a Human—or really an Extraterrestrial". Morgan began to quickly read at top speed. This was just his luck.

"I thought you were going to look in the index," Bo said.

"Not anymore. Look, it says that some aliens can change their appearance to that of a human's and that there are some tell tale signs they aren't who they appear to be. They can be controlling and quick to temper. The alien in question never stays around for more than half a day because their costume begins to fade and their anger becomes more intense. Their ability also extends to being able to control the person that they wish manipulate them to do what they want."

Morgan looked up at Bo. "That's what's happening with dad and Ayanna's temperament. We need to get this page copied and get back home."

"Come on, then," Bo said and the two of them stood quickly and hurried to the copier machine.

Soon they were hurrying on their way back home. Morgan's heart rate was speeding as he clutched the copy as he trudged back home. Maybe they could finally get this situation under control.

As they reached home, Morgan burst through the front door with Bo following closely behind him. The dogs ran to them and began barking madly.

"Be quiet, you two," Morgan said, but they didn't stop and Morgan decided to leave it be and go through to the living room. "Dad? Uncle Merrill?"

Bo walked closely to Morgan as she looked around her fearfully. "Does it feel like something's not right to you here, Morgan?"

"Yeah, it does…"

Suddenly, Morgan ran into something hard and he stumbled back in surprise. He was staring into the chest of something very green and very muscular. His eyes traveled slowly up the body and were met with cold, black eyes.

"So, the duo returns and just in time, too," the thing said. Its voice was cold and pressing to high and squeaky, but not quite.

Morgan suddenly felt him not being able to breathe. Oh, no, he thought. Not an asthma attack. Not here, not now…Morgan groped frantically in his pocket for his inhaler but couldn't find it. This was exactly what happened the last time when the aliens invaded and he was unable to help his family. But this time it was just he and Bo and nothing was going to help.

Bo grabbed Morgan's arm. "Breathe, Morgan, don't let it overcome you, not now. You can do it, Morgan, please."

The alien let out a hard, cold laugh as Morgan's knees buckled and he fell to the ground. He was choking, gagging. It was like falling like a sack of rocks in the water with nowhere to grab. Soon Morgan felt himself fall into unconscious and his last thought was that he had to stay alive or Bo wasn't going to survive.