A few days later, as they get to Roswell's boarder
Michael was driving with Tess in the front next to him. The baby was sleeping calmly. Isabel and Max duck. If there aren't four people in the car, it won't cause as much of a commotion. Michael passes slowly through the check-point. Only a few half-awake troops remained to keep an eye on the boarder. It was easy to get inside the town.
"Maxwell... where are we going?" Michael asked, pulling over. Max thought for a moment. "Our house." Max replies. Michael only stop to give him a quick glance, but doesn't try to disagree, instead he just moves on.
They arrive at the house
The house from outside is stark, empty, and alone. Isabel creeps up to the front door. She opens the door with her powers, letting the door swing open. None try to move inside, they await to see if anyone will attack. When they are satisfied that they are safe, Tess goes in first. She sets the baby down and immediately goes to get milk for the baby. Max moves into his parents bedroom as everyone else settles into the living room.
He pokes his head in, and sees two bodies sleeping. It's obvious that the troops cleaned up the mess left in their absence. Max turns away again, heading for the others.
Michael and Isabel are squabbling quietly. Tess is feeding and rocking the baby to sleep. "Tess." he pulls her aside. "I have to do something..." he looks to the bedroom where Philip and Diane were sleeping. Tess looked up at him, understanding what he meant. "i don't want to but, God... if they see us, I'll have to. They can't be trusted." Max says, taking he baby. Tess nods, and sits down. Max rocks the baby, kissing him on the head. "I love you son..." He looks to the tiny baby who sleeps. "You haven't even been named and you endure so much...' he comforts. "I promise I'll make it out of this with you and your family... if it's the last ting I do." he swears by his heart and soul to his young son, who is oblivious to the situation in which he is involved.
Isabel looks up and sees that Max is talking to the baby. "Max." She whispers to get his attention. He looks up. "What?" "Maxwell. Me and Iz had decided we have to leave, not just Roswell, Earth. We have no place to go here. Our secret is as good as gone. We're screwed." Michael explained with his normal, charming good-as-dead attitude. "Michael-" Max was about to protest when Diane came stumbling out of the room. "Mom?" Isabel questioned softly. they all turned. Diane began to wake more. She begins to freak when she sees her children have somehow gotten back. "Ah!" She creams, terrified and drops to the floor, fainted. "Get her." Max orders Michael. he does. "What are going to do to them?" Isabel asks, worried. Max looks to Tess, who nods the go-ahead. "What ever we have to." Max answers. Startling and scaring them all.
They do what is needed
Michael and Max lay Diane on the table. Max begins to raise his hand up, and out toward her faint body. A light was just starting come up through his skin, when the click of a gun sounded behind him. Everyone froze. Max lowered his hand slowly.
"I don't know who the hell you are, but i doubt your skull can with stand a bullet to the head." Philip mumbled. "Dad." Isabel said, coming up behind him, and taking the gun from him. "How? Why?" he cries, falling to the floor.
Max turns and for the first time they see that Max is crying. Tess looks at him, knowing his agony. Isabel gasps, Michael frowns. "You turned us in, didn't you?" Max asked, tears welling at his eyes.
"I had to Max..." Philip said. Isabel shook her head. "No, dad. You didn't, please, tell me you didn't." She cried. Philip nodded. "You're going to pay, your going to pay for their lives..." He muttered, his last shred of sanity falling away.
Michael bolted to the door, looking out the window. "Maxwell!" He shouted. Max whipped around and saw his face. Isabel ran to the back, confirming they were being surrounded. "No! God damn it no!" Max pounded the wall. "Isabel, take Tess and the baby, do it, now!" He ordered. Michael gave Isabel a kiss goodbye.
Tess gave the baby to Isabel. Then turned to Max. She grabbed his shoulders. "I won't, not without you." She cried, softly. Max smiled lovingly at her, taking her loose strands of hair and tucking them behind her ear. She squeezed her eyes shut, taking the feeling of his touch into her soul. "I know..." He whispered, hugging her.
With everything they'd done, made love, kissed, felt absolute and total love... they never truly just hugged. Never just embrace each other, and stopped to feel the other under them. This time they stopped, and felt each other, their heart and souls pulsing as one. "No." She breathed gently. She felt what he was saying, with out hearing it. Max nodded, motioning Isabel to lead her away. She grabbed his hand, as Michael took her away with Isabel. Their fingers remaining clasped until the bittersweet end. "Take care of her Isabel, take care of each other!" He called. "I love you Max!" Isabel called, taking herself, the baby and Tess away.
Max watched tearfully until he could no longer see them. Philip was nothing more than a bumbling moron by this point. Max looked to Michael, whose face was cemented with pain and lose. He grabbed Philip by the neck, and brought him near his own face. They could have touched noses. "You're going to pay now..." Michael threatened. Max stopped him. "We have to give the girls enough time to escape..." Max reminded. Michael nodded, dropping Philip to the ground.
The troops came in, thunderous and in numbers. Max and Michael backed up to each other, so they were back to back. They used every drop of energy they had to keep the troops back, long enough to let the girls escape. If the troops were busy with them, then they wouldn't run after the girls.
Finally Max felt Tess' pain, and got flashes of Tess and Isabel, looking at the house from a distance, they were all right. Max and Michael's energy ran out, and their defense fell. Max and Michael dropped to the floor. The troops picked their limp bodies up and hauled them off, as Philip began to realize what was happening. "No!" he called.
But he was too late. The jeeps, van and vehicles were gone, leaving nothing but scuff-marks and dusk in their wake. Philip had realized that he had been the bad guy, but it had been to late. He looked over to his wife, who slept on the table. He touched her face, and kissed her forehead. Then taking his handgun in his palm with one hand and a family photo in the other...
The sound of his gun being fired rang out, echoing through the house, and homes near by. Inside the house, his body lay dead on the ground, with his gun lying in his open palm.
Isabel and Tess
"Iz." Tess wiped the tears off her face and kissed her son. "Yes?" Isabel asked, driving the car. "I need him... You don't understand that… I-I can't breath with out him. I can't live... I need him!" She cried. Isabel glanced over at her and the baby. "You have to think about your son, he needs you right now." Isabel said. "I know, I know he does, but there is a hole in my heart, and it hurts Iz. It hurts to much, I-I can't even breath." Tess was beginning to heave for air. Isabel screeched on the breaks. "Look!" Isabel was going to yell at her, scream and give her the tongue lashing of a lifetime, but when she saw the pain in Tess' eyes. Realizing that her pain was the same that she was feeling for Michael. Her eyes softened. "Alright... but we can't bring the baby, and we can't do it alone." Isabel began. "We need help." She explained, making a U-turn and heading back to Roswell.
As the sped off to get help, Tess' POV
Just then I realized what had happened. I had gone from strong to weak. The second that Max saw Liz, he'd fall for her all over again. Wouldn't he? Even now, after I have proven myself worthy to be at his side, he questions my loyalty. He questions if it is truth spilling from my lips.
How could I have been so blinded? Does he still mean that much to me? How can it be that with all that he's done to me, I still feel this way for him, when he does nothing to me but hurt me, and make my heart bleed? I look down at our son, so tiny a frail. So hungry, yet I cannot feed him, for I have nothing.
Isabel is just as determined to get Michael, as I am to get Max. But I'm being selfish. She'll die for them, and in the process we'll die too, my son and I. Where can I leave him, that he won't be in harms way? Who can we turn to, and not fear being betrayed?
Isabel has so much faith in her fate. Evan after her own father tried to have her killed, she loved him. I know she felt when he died, when the bullet ripped threw him. I know because I did too. Yet she was un-wavered in her emotions. She doesn't let her heart rule. But is that the right way?
I envy the humans, and their simple lives. They know so little, and are content to pretend they know everything. Where as we know so much, yet know nothing, and are content to pretend to be those that are weak, the lonely, the humans.
I know why I came here, in the first place. I didn't come her to make love to Max, or tell him I loved him. I came here to get away. To be safe, and survive the war. How could I have thought that by showing myself to Max... what was I thinking? Zan was right. Max is never going to want to be king. He's too human to crave the power needed to be king. Why did I have to emerge late from my pod? Why did anything go the way it did? I feel like the last four years of my life have been one huge lie. Just waiting for me to pop.
Isabel looks over to me. She sees my pain. The tears in my eyes, the emptiness in my heart. I know she can't breath when Michael is gone, and how her heart aches to know his pain. I know that at night, when no one is listening, she still cries for Kivar. For the safety he brought her, but not his love. His love was false, even to her.
I know when she was with Jesse, she cried for Michael. I know her heart is never at ease.
My soul sinks as we approach the CD. I knew we had no where else to go. But liz hates us, she betrayed us, right? What did happen that evening in the desert? What had Max and Liz talked about?
"Isabel?" I question. She looks to me, with bewildered eyes. "What happened with Liz, why did we come here?" I ask. "Liz said she had thought about turning us in, but didn't. I punched because I was just so... frustrated I guess." Isabel shrugs. "Oh." I say softly, not really understanding. "I don't want to go in there." I say, pleading with her. "I can't, it'll all just go back the way it was, you know that... when they see how easy it can be with Maria and Liz, they'll dump us hard on our asses, you know it's true!" I exclaim. Isabel sighs, sadly, and slowly. She looks up at me, through wet eyelashes. "I know, but what other choice do we have? Let them die?" She says, defeated. I sigh, knowing that there is not choice here, just consequences.
The thing about consequences are, they they're either good, or bad. Black or white. There is not in between, no gray. There is no silver lining. Only darkness walks with us, the forsaken among humans.
Isabel walks sternly to the CD. Battle face drawn, body tensed, ready and willing to kill for her cause. I remain still, drawn back. I remain, because I no longer looking through my own eyes, but through the people here, the humans. Imagine what they would do, if they were to learn of us?
I know that what was about to take place, will without fail, occur. That nothing I do, or say will stop the fate that was written for us. That not even destiny can pause it's will. I am fearful, for I see now where my foolish actions have led us.
No matter if we get them back or not, we will be doomed. The world will know us. There is videos and rumors to support any evidence they have. Even if the government denied our existence, the people would know. Just like most believe in the crash of 1947. We'd be trapped, with our pictures plastered on every TV set.
Isabel enters the CD, motioning me. I sigh, knowing that she won't take no for an answer. I walk up behind her, rocking the baby. Liz glares at me, hating my very being. "Liz." I say without hesitation, I block my son from her view. She rolls her eyes, as if she doesn't care. "Liz, we're not here to chat. Max and Michael have been taken, we need some stuff." Isabel said, bluntly. "Why should we help you?" Maria protested. Isabel whipped around to her. Grabbing her by the collar. "Because you snot nosed, bitter old woman, if you don't I'm gonna snap your little neck like a twig? Understand what I'm getting at?" Isabel hissed. I tried hard not to snicker, but couldn't help it. Maria nervously nodded, as Liz stepped between them both. "Look. I don't like you, or your stupid destiny thing! Okay? But I still owe Max my life... so we'll help." She said, sternly. Isabel put Maria down, hard.
As Isabel was turning around to look at me, Liz came up behind her and grabbed the back of her neck. Green electric energy flowed through her hands. Isabel gagged, looking at me fearfully. "If you ever hurt Maria like that again... or harm anyone I love, I'll snap your neck, like a twig, understand?" Liz said, imitating Isabel. "Liz! Stop it!" I yell. White sparks at my finger tips. "You may have a lil' power now, but I could crush all of you with my thumb, or have you forgotten why I left?" I say, dangerously. Liz's eyes widen. "Fine!" She says, huffy. "Good." I remark, the sparks leaving.
"What do you need?" Maria asked, trying to break the silence. "Some milk to start off with, the baby is hungry, then... we need a few things..." Isabel says, smirking.
Later
Kyle comes through the front door of the CD. He drops numerous pieces of machine on a table. "That's great." I say, handing the baby to Isabel. I begin to fuse things and make the machine's into something.
Out of Tess POV
Isabel paces at Tess works. Liz shyly come sup, looking at the baby. "Can I hold him?" She asks sheepishly. Isabel stops, as Tess looks up. "I don't-" Isabel began. Tess broke in. "Human can't touch his skin, it hurts him." Tess clarified. "Oh." Liz comments, putting her head down. "Maybe because you've got powers you could." Tess shrugs. Liz's eyes widen. "Really!" She exclaims. "Yeah." Tess says. Isabel gently hands the baby to Liz. He seems fine. Liz smiles. "Oh... hello lil' fella!" She giggles to the baby. Tess smirks. Then she turns around, looking at Tess and Isabel, questioningly. "Why is he so small?" She asks. Isabel shrugs, Tess looks nervous. "Well, I..." Tess trails off. Liz perks up. "I thought the alien pregnancies take a month?" Liz says. "They do." Tess assures. "Then?" Liz looks at the infant, oddly. "He can't be more than 3 months old?" Liz says. Isabel stands up, stiff. "Huh?" She questions Tess. "Look, the baby isn't what he seems..." Tess says. "Then what is he?" Isabel asks. "He's not like humans or aliens, he's um, well Iz, ya know how we came out looking like 6 year olds?" She reminds. Isabel nods. "Well it's like that, but the opposite. He ages slowly, until he reaches a certain point, then begins to age normally, like we did." Tess sighs. "Oh..." Liz, looks at the baby, and cuddles him. "Are you the cutest baby in the world... yes you are, yes... well worlds." She corrects herself.
Isabel smiled watching Liz with the baby. Tess stands up. "It's done." She announces. "Great!" Isabel rubs her hands together. Then looks blankly at it. "What is it?' She asks. Tess rolls her eyes. "You need Michael, your starting to act like him..." She warns. Isabel smirks. "It's a portal..." Tess explains. "To where?" Maria pipes up, from the back of the room. "To anywhere." She answers. "But this is gonna go to Antar..." Tess explains. Isabel gasps. "No! To Max and Michael!" She protests. Tess grabs Isabel. "We can't! They risked their lives knowing we'd get away! We can't risk dying, and having their sacrifices mean nothing!" She yells. Isabel sobs. "no! That's not an option!" She pushes Tess away. "Tell me how to use it!" She demands. Tess contemplates Isabel, and her options. She sighs, relenting into her own selfishness, again. "Okay..." She begins to explain how it works.
As Tess finished up explaining everything to Isabel, the baby began to cry. Liz freaked a little, not knowing what was wrong. Tess smiled and took him back. "Thanks for holding him." Tess thanks. Liz smiles. Then she turns back to Isabel. "But we can't use it to get them, please." Tess begs. Half of her wanted Isabel to protest though, the bigger half-wanted Max back too much to care about what would happen. "Yea..." Isabel began, but shook her head no, instead of yes. Tess looked confused at her. Isabel began tearing up, shaking her head no. "I'm sorry." She cried, opening the portal. Inside an army base could be seen from the other end. "No!" Tess cried. Isabel turned slowly, apologizing with her eyes, and she fell backwards into the portal. Tess out of pure instinct, jumped in after her, the portal closed. Leaving Liz and Maria shocked, and dumbfounded.
Liz ran tot he portal. "No!" She cried. Maria grabbed her arm. "What's wrong with you! We wanted that, god!" Maria slapped her. Liz stopped, turned, smiling at Maria. "I know…" She said evilly.
In the base
Isabel landed on her stomach. She got up, dusting herself off. When a scream rang out. Isabel looked up and saw Tess about to fall. She had twisted herself into a position so that the baby would land on her, instead of landing first. She fell to the floor, making a smacking sound. "Ouch!" She cried, getting up, and checking the baby. Then proceeded to hit Isabel, continuously, for about a minute. "You stupid, stupid, dumb, dumb, dumb-" She stopped when she saw troops marching towards them.