The Investigation

By Tess161 of the xsorbit4 rebelfic board.

Disclaimer: I take no credit in this story it was created by Tess161, who does not own Roswell.

Liz leads Max into his fathers office. "Here." Liz pulls open the board to reveal Mr. Evans. "Oh, man..." Max mummbles. "Our entire lives are here, yours, mine, all us." Liz commented. Max stared long and hard at each name that appeared on the board. He touched his name, Liz's, but his fingures ran long and lingered on Tess' name. Flashes of his one night with her filled his mind. "I'm so sorry, Max, what are you gonna do?" Liz asked. "I have no idea." Max said, shaking his head in disbelief. Liz had disrupted his train of thought, and pushed the images out.

In Mr. Evans office

Max was glazed over, stunned. He was almost in a hypnotic dream state. Images of Tess' departure and one night stand filled his mind. "Max... Max..." A voice called. Liz was trying to snap him out of it. "Liz?" Max turned to her. "We should clean up the mess." Liz suggested. Max nodded. "Right... right." Max walked into the back room where all his dad's files were kept. "Max?" Liz called, following him. "I'm fine, gotta see something first." Max was in a trance. He walked into the file room, opening the drawer with his powers. "Max..." Liz warned. "Just wait." He insisted. He pulled Michael, Tess', Isabel's, Liz's and his own file. "Gotta take these." he said to himself. Liz followed him again. She was about to say how absurd this was, but he stopped. "No, no, he would know it was me." Max said, thinking better of it. "I'll make copies." He looked at Liz. "Right, that's a better idea?" Liz asked. Max just looked at her, than continued making exact copies of each folder.

Isabel and Jesse's

Jesse rolled over, he was out of breath and liking every minute of it. "Wow." He said exasperated. "Oh, Hun." Isabel said, trying not to make that big of a deal. "No, sex with you is like a drug, it's the best, it's perfect!" He announced. Isabel giggled. Just as they were about to continue. There was a knock at the door. "no, no." Jesse whined. "I guess I'll get that." He sighed. Isabel smiled, putting on her clothes.

"Max!" Jesse answered the door. "Hi, is Isabel home?" Max asked. "Um, yeah, but were, kinda in the middle of-" Jesse was interrupted. Max walked past Jesse and into the bedroom. "Iz, I need to talk with you." Max insisted. "Now." He was dead serious. "Max, I was..." Isabel couldn't finish. Max yanked her out of the room. "Max. What the hell is going on?" Jesse asked. "Hun, sweetie, not now, Love ya, bye!" Isabel kissed him, and went outside with Max.

"Max! Stop!" She snatched her hand away from him. "Isabel, we have to go to Michael's." Max insisted. "No, not until I know what's wrong." Isabel said, stomping her foot.

Inside Jesse walked to the front door, he stopped when he heard Isabel and Max talking. He listened in.

"Dad, he's been doing an investigation, into our past." max stated. Isabel back up. "Oh, does he know?" She asked. Max shook his head no. "Not yet, but he found my jeep, and knows that it wasn't an accident. he knows we dumped it." max explained. "Oh, God... Max what do we do?" Isabel asked. "First we go to Michael, then we take care of it, or way." Max explained. "Okay, lets go." Isabel agreed. they walked away toward Max's car.

"They dumped it... take care of it, they're way?" Jesse was confused. He picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Evans. "Philip. It's me, Jesse, look I just over heard Isabel and Max, Max said he knows that you know about the jeep, he mentioned dumping it, also..." Jesse trailed off. "Yes?" Philip asked. "He said that they would take care of it... they're way." Jesse finished. He hung up, and went to get dressed.

"So let me get this straight, Maxwell. You Dad, has been looking into our pasts and now he thinks we dumped your jeep because... we killed Tess?" Michael clarified. "Yeah." Max assured. "Great." Michael sat back, crossing his arms. "Yeah, and from what I told him before, to try and stop him... you know about Max and Tess... their son, now he thinks we killed a pregnant woman, in cold blood." Isabel expanded on the disaster.

"So, now what?" Michael asked seeing they were all out of ideas. "We cover, like we always do, I guess." Max left to bring Isabel back home, and to go his parents to see what he could find out, and how much he really knew.

Max goes to the Evans home

"Max?" Mrs. Evans answered the door. "Hey." Max replied, looking past his mother. "Why, are you here?" Mrs. Evans asked, nervously. Max watched her movements, studied her face. "I need to, um, yalk to Dad, he home?" Max asked. Mrs. Evans fidgeted. "H-he, um..." Mrs. Evans stuttered. "Thanks." Max said, pushing lightly past his mother and into the house. "M-max your father!" Mrs. Evans tried to stop him, but she failed.

"Dad!" Max called. Finally Mr. Evans came into the dinning room, with his glasses on and a newspaper in hand. "Max, son..." Mr. Evans began, as if he hadn't heard from Jesse. "Dad." Max became serious, his eyes narrowed. "I have to talk to you, now." Max insisted. Mr. Evans put on a faked surprised look. "Yeah, okay son." He smiled. Max wasn't impressed with his false happiness. "Alone." Max added, looking at his mom. "Alright?" Mr. Evans takes Max aside, into his at home office.

At The CD

Liz was upstairs in her room. Maria was trying to get help with Math but Liz was acting strange. "Liz... Liz..." Maria called, she finally got tired of it and shook her friend. "Liz!" Maria got louder. "Huh?" Liz shook her head. "Liz, are you okay?" Maria asked. "Um, yeah, fine... I have to go to the bathroom." Liz said, hurried. She ran out of the room, into the bathroom and locking the door behind her. She sighed, breathing hard. Leaning on the sink and looking up into the mirror. Suddenly her face began to disappear. Liz gasped, she blinked hard. Looking up again her face normal. She breathed hard, relieved.

"Liz?" Maria knocked on the door. "Yeah?" Liz called. "Are you okay?" Maria asked, as if she had been in the bathroom forever. "I'm fine, I'll be out in a min." Liz called. Maria sighed. "Yeah but you've been in there for an hour!" Maria protested. "What?' Liz was confused. "No, no way. not that long." Liz called. "Only, a, few minutes." Liz said slowly. "No, an hour, it's 8:45 now..." Maria explained. Liz opened the door. She looked really sick. "Maria, something- some- Maria, I- I..." Liz fell to the ground. "Oh, my God..." Maria backed up, Liz's face was covered in what looked like electric static. Maria tried to touch Liz, but got shocked.

At The Evans'

Max and Philip were sitting down, side by side. Apparently Max hadn't dove right into the 'talk', instead he was using their past to bring it up, slower. "... and remember when we used to go to the park all the time?" Max asked. Philip smiled. "Yeah, I do." He began to fidget. "Why are you here?" He asked abruptly. "I know..." Max's voice was almost dangerous. "Know?" Philip played dumb. "About what your looking for. Stop." Max warned. "Huh, or what?" Philip asked. "Please, dad, we're your children, please, stop." Max said, warning him. "Yes, you are my children, children who don't tell me anything, nothing about what they're hiding." Philip explained. "Max, I need the truth." He said, kindly pleading. "Stop. You don't understand what your getting into, please, for our safety, I'm asking you, stop." Max asked, one last time, then left to go home.

Later at Michael's

Max was laying down on the couch. Michael had just gotten off his shift and was flipping through the channels. Isabel had just called and told they would figure something out. When and knock at the door, roused Max. "Hello- Maria." Max opened the door. he looked at Michael. Michael raised an eyebrow to Max. "Oh! Yeah, I'm just leaving." Max announced.

Once gone, Maria went to Michael. "Hi." She said sweetly. "Hi." Michael returned the gesture. "Um, I got some big news..." She began. "Oh?" Michael inquired. "Yeah, last night, this talent scout came up to me... Michael I've been discovered." Maria announced. Her face lit up. After several silent moments, Michael smiled back. "Congratulations!" He reached out and hugged her. "Thanks..." She kissed him, they kissed again. He laid her down on his couch, as she began to take his shirt off.

The Next Day

Max and Liz were in Bio class. "Liz..." Max woke her up. "Be my partner for the lab?" he asked. Liz nodded, groggily. "Cool." He smiled. "I have this killer headache. I woke up last night in my hallway, at home. I don't remember much..." Liz lied. "Oh, why did you come in?" Max asked. "Dad, he wants me to get into Harvard, I have this interview, so..." Liz explained. Max looked at her sympathetically.

At the end of the day

Max is walking out to the field. There are a few teams practicing. He glances up at the bleachers. Liz is sitting alone, doing her homework. "Hey." he said. He climbed behind her. She turned and looked up at him. "Hi." She replied. "You okay?" he asked. She nodded. "Max, there's something I have to tell you." She began. She set her book down. "Can it wait, I brought a practice interview sheet..." He held it up. Liz couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, I guess." Max cleared his throat and began the questions. "Why would you like to get into Harvard?" He asked. "I've always wanted it, since I can remember." Liz explained, playing along. "Good. What are your morals, as far as what line can you see yourself never crossing?" Max asked. Liz stopped playing along. "Every time you mention him, it reminds me about how you hurt me..." She began, out of no where. "Huh?" Max was confused. "Your son, and Tess." Liz elaborated. "Liz, where did this come from?" He asked. "I-I don't know." Liz rubbed her head as if it was sore. "Just forget it." She snapped. Max was a little taken back by her actions. "Okay?" "Never Mind." Liz wanted to drop it. "What did you want to tell me." He asked. "Nothing..." She said, rubbing her head again. "Come on, what?" Max asked. Liz sighed. "I'm not sick with the flu. I've been having some hallucinations... I think it's alien related." Liz admitted. "What, Nah." max said, almost blowing it off. "No, really. Last night, when I passed out, in the hall... so did Maria, except it was because of me. I had this, static or something over my body. I fell and Maria touched me, she flew half way across the hall. She doesn't remember a thing." Liz said. "Oh, Man..." Max looked at her, he had sensed something odd coming off her lately. "I'm sure it's nothing..." Liz said, not regretting having told him. She reached for her book. When she did, it began to smoke, then burst into flames. "Liz!" Max grabbed her. "I didn't do that..." Max warned. Liz shook her head. "I did." She explained. Max looked at her, terrified about what this could mean.

A ship flew towards earth at incrediable speeds...