Later

"I'm outta here." Michael sighed, hard. He left Max and Tess alone, still staring at each other.

Isabel and Jesse

"Um, so? I know you don't like to talk about this. But I just feel as if i don't know anything about my own wife." Jesse began. "uh huh." Isabel nodded, but she was becoming uncomfortable. "Yeah, so." He began, twiddling his fingers on the table. "What would you like to know." Isabel began, trying to sound open, with out giving away anything.

Jesse cleared his throat. "Um, how about... what do you remember, from before you were adopted, i mean you must remember something, you were six." he commented. Isabel squirmed. "Right..." She sighed. "Um, not really. I mean I remember foggy stuff, like being scared, but that's about it... I guess." Isabel said, trying to smile. Jesse kind of smiled but he didn't believe it. "Isabel, what's so important that you can't let me in?" He begged. "I-I can't. I told you I had secrets. I warned you..." Isabel reminded. "I know but-" Jesse began, not understanding. "But you promised not to pry... so please, don't." She said, hurt by his actions. "Fine." He said, harshly, coldly. "Look, Jesse. Don't be like that, please." Isabel tried to cheer him, but it failed. "Are you ever gonna let in?' He asked. Isabel shrugged. "I just don't know right now. Maybe, one day." Isabel explained. He nodded. "Alright." He finally caved. But he wasn't to happy about it.

At Michael's

The couch was mussed. The sheets that Max used were torn, shredded. Feathers from the pillows were everywhere. Max's body lay on the ground. he was almost naked. He was sweating, and hot. Tess' body lay next to his, they were both breathing hard, their skin glowed with energy.

Max sat up. Tess stirred. He surveyed the room, rolling his eyes as the realization of what happened came back. Tess sat up slower than Max had, more calm. "Well. To be honest. I was expecting a little more... fight." Tess commented, looking at the room. Max just turned. He said nothing, as he began to search around for something. Tess smiled. "Looking for these?" She questioned, pulling his pants out from under her. He looked at her, annoyed that she could always tell what he wanted. He snatched them away. She just smirked, knowing it was annoyed the hell out of him. "That didn't happen." Max began. "Fine." Tess smiled. "Right, so it didn't." Max nodded. Tess smiled again. "happen, nope... not at all." She paused. "Are you gonna clean out little mess up, or am I?" She smirked. "Oh! God! It did happen..." He said sadly. "Uh, um... it did, how's Liz gonna take it?" Tess asked, smiling evilly.

Max pushed his thumbs together, guiltily. "Um, Liz. Yeah." Max began. "Oh, right. You two are never happy." Tess rolled her eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?" Max snapped. "look, face it. You two had more than your fair chances to get with it, and you never did... but you did with me, twice. Huh? That's just so weird." Tess smirked, tilting her head. Max sighed. He knew she was right, but his pride was getting in the way. "You know what? That's fine." Tess said putting her shirt on. She had yet to find her pants. "I don't care. If you want to stay here, and be a useless little pitiful human, with a destiny that involve a cheese factory... then so be it." Tess said, crossing her arms. His eye's travel her legs, who were still exposed. He even liked her soft white cotton under-ware. "Um, yea... whatever...' He said, Tess smiled, realizing he was staring at her legs.

Max stood up. he marched himself over to her. Taking her into his arms, with a stiff, unrelenting grasp. When, Michael burst through the door. "Hold Jesus!" Michael shouted, upon seeing the image. Max wrapped around Tess. Him in nothing but pants, her in only a shirt and under-pants. "God, damn it! Liz and Maria are coming over. For gods sake! Clean this up!" Michael ordered. Max freaked. Tess sat back and watched. Max ran around, cleaning the stuff. Michael never raised a finger to help, nor did he care to. "Their here." Michael warned. The place was still a mess.. Michael yelled out the window. "Come on in!" he sat back down and smiled at Max, revenge was sweet. "Oh... shit!" Max was so worried. Tess sighed. "Stop!" She ordered. Max stopped, looking at her confused. She took a deep breath. She snapped her fingers and when everyone blinked the room was clean, spotless. Michael made a comment. "Too clean." He smiled. Tess nodded. She snapped again. Now it was like it normally was, a mess but with the exception of the sheets and pillow remains. "I'm good." Tess commented, as the door opened, and Maria walked in with Liz, and Kyle right behind her.

Maria came, and didn't really pay attention to anyone but Michael. She gave him a hug. Liz walked through the door. "Ah!" She shrieked. Maria turned, gasping at something.

Max and Tess were standing side by side. Looking ravished and beaten, in an oh so good way. Her pants were still off, and Max's shirt was no where to be found. Max looked at her confused. "What?" He asked, forgetting about the clothes. "Max!" Liz walked over and slapped Max on the cheek. He looked to Tess. She pointed down. He followed her, realizing she had no pants. Shocked he then realized he had no shirt. Tess shrugged with that 'I didn't do it' look on her face. "Oops… my bad." She shrugged, smiling. Max just looked around, as he began to blush. Michael just laughed.

Isabel and Jesse come home

They laughed intently as they opened the door. "Uh huh!" Jesse laughed, agreeing with Isabel. They were wrapped around each other. Isabel was wearing Jesse's coat.

"Oh! I forgot my take out..." Jesse ran back out to the car. Isabel just shook her head, lovingly, and shut the door. She sighed looking at the mess she came home to. "Man. So much for being a good house wife." She smiled. "Oh, well." She giggled, sitting on the couch. "I'm young... I'm allowed." She told herself.

"You are young." A voice said. Isabel jumped. She turned around. "Mom?" Isabel asked, looking at her mother. "How did you get in here?' She asked, pointing to the door. Diane shrugged. "I have to ask you something, now. Before I end up telling your father..." She cried.

Isabel went limp. She could feel herself about to freak out. "Dad? Mom... what did you tell him?" She asked, trying not to sound worried. But honesty told her that her father was out to get them, even if he didn't know it. "No. I mean nothing. I mean... Isabel." Diane was weird. "Sit down." Isabel offered her a seat. She took it, gladly. "Now, tell me slowly, what happened?" Isabel began, trying to ease into the topic.

Diane took a deep breath. Trying to stop her hand from shaking, long enough so she could hold a glass. "I- I'm going crazy. I must be." Diane shook with fear. Isabel tried to touch her, but she jumped, afraid. "Mom... come on, it's me..." Isabel comforted.

Jesse came walking in. "I got-" He stopped when he saw Diane. "Is this, a, bad time?' he asked, carefully. Isabel nodded, giving him a look. He returned the look and left.

"That's just it. Isabel, who are you? What are you hiding, and what are you covering up for Max?" She asked. Sighing in relief. "I don't know what your talking about." Isabel denied. "I'm not dumb. I may be blind, oblivious, but not dumb." Diane said, seriously hurt that her daughter wouldn't tell her.

"Mom. Like I told Phil- Dad. I just can't tell you, either of you. You two, don't understand what your digging at, and how in danger you really are." Isabel said. "Don't you think I want to tell you!" She snapped, hurt. She wanted to cry. To lean on her mother and spill her soul to her. Instead she bit her lip. Continuing with her almost polished warning. "If you don't stop, you'll be putting your own children at risk. Their lives. Please just stop. Tell dad I said hi." Isabel said, motioning for to leave. Diane looked amazed at her daughter's coldness.

"I don't like that tone!" Diane snapped. "Well. I don't like a lot of things. Like my parents investigating their kids, but hey. You live, learn and deal." She shrugged. "Please, just leave." Isabel said, opening the door. Diane nodded. She left, solemnly.

Jesse came out, and embraced his wife. Her body racked with sobs. "I-I wanted so badly to tell her. I-I j-just couldn't!" She wailed. Jesse ran his fingers through her hair. "Sh. I know. I know." He said, as if he did know.

At the Evans

Diane and Philip were getting into bed. "Don't worry. You're not crazy. Those kids in Arizona, Liz, even that bird from the video... they all mean something. I know we'll figure it. And..." Philip soothed his wrecked wife. "I promise that we'll get our normal, happy kids back. I swear." Philip comforted. But truly he had no idea what it meant. Only a gut feeling that something big was going to happen, and it would all become clear.