CHAPTER 11

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Maria asked, looking at Isabel skeptically. Isabel shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. I hope so, for everyone's sake." She looked at her watch. "Ok, its time."

Maria stood up, and ran the plan through her head again. Maria was supposed to cause a scene, while Isabel erased Liz's files from the computer. While this was going on, Michael, Kyle, and Jesse, were going to get a van, which in Michael's terms meant "borrow" a van, which will probably never get returned. While Max and Liz were going to get Sawyer, and sneak out while all the nurses were distracted. "Wish me luck." She said before walking past the nurse's station.

Isabel, watched her watch, and as soon as the time hit 8:15 she nodded at Maria, and with a nod back she fell to the ground, shaking and flailing her arms. Isabel shook her head. Maria always had a knack for the dramatic side. When the nurse's station was empty she walked over and put her hand on it, erasing any of Liz's files.

Liz stood guard while Max unlocked the door to the nursery with his power. It was past visiting hours, and the doors were locked. Luckily a small locked door couldn't stop an alien. She looked at her watch, and saw that it was 8:15 Maria should be causing the distraction right about now.

Max snuck in the door, and walked to his sons bassinet. He saw the nurse put him in it earlier, but that didn't matter. He could feel where he was. Max leaned over the bassinet, and smiled at his son who sleeping soundly. He picked him up gently, and started walking out of the room. Everything was going good so far.

Where are they? Isabel could feel herself starting to freak. It had only been 2 minutes, but it seemed like 2 days. She saw the van pull up with Michael behind the wheel, and Kyle in the passenger's seat. She looked at her watch, she didn't know how much longer Maria could hold this up, but then she saw them walking down the hall. They walked right past the scene, and right out the door. Isabel let out a deep breath, and ran into the circle. It was now time to execute the plan. She wasn't really sure how they were going to get out of this one, but that was to worry about later. She ran into the middle of the circle, and started waving her hands at everybody. "It's ok, she just forgot to take her medicine."

Isabel pulled out a waded piece of paper from her pocket, and used her power to change it into a bottle, and pretended to pop a pill in Maria's mouth. Maria calmed down almost instantly, and with somesmooth talking fromIsabel,the nurses let them go.

Liz was so tired, but she couldn't go to sleep. All of these thoughts were running through her head. Where her parents dead? Were they hurt, or did they have no idea that their lives were in danger. She took a deep breath, and leaned her head against the backseat of the van. She closed her eyes, and she was just about to doze off, but Sawyer decided then that he was going to fuss a little. He was sitting in a car seat next to her. They had been collecting stuff since they found out she was pregnant. Everything from car seats to rattles. They were prepared for anything. At least she had the assurance of that.

"Is he ok?" Jesse asked from the back seat. Liz checked on Sawyer, and saw that whatever it wasn't it wasn't a big deal, because he was still fast asleep. She turned around to Jessed and smiled.

"Yeah, he is fine." Jesse smiled at her, and looked at Sawyer.

"I would be too. Can you imagine? No worries, with people feeding you, and changing you, and carrying you. At least he has two very powerful parents, and a powerful Aunt, and Michael, and now Kyle." Liz looked at Sawyer and smiled.

"Yeah" She snuggled into her jacket, and pulled the blanket up higher on Sawyer. She forgot how cold the nights were in the desert. She sat there looking at her son, and all this emotion welled up in her, and she felt like she was about to cry. She couldn't imagine anything ever happening to him. Then she remembered she might not even have him right now if Jesse wouldn't have risked his life. She turned back around, and saw him staring out the window. "Jesse?"

"Yeah?" he answered, turning to look at her.

"I am sorry that you had to go through all of that." She stopped, looking past him and out the window for a second, and then looked back at him again, remembering all the pain she felt in her vision. "You went through all of that because of us. You didn't have any way to defend yourself or anything."
A tear slid down her cheek but she quickly brushed it away.

"Liz, I never once blamed any of you. The matter is though, I talked, I turned you in, and I would have never done that if I would have been more careful, and never would have gotten caught to begin with. Now all of your lives are endangered, and now the life of your newborn son. I should be apologizing to you." She watched a tear glisten down his cheek, and it was almost like she could feel his pain again.

"Jesse, I never blamed you, and anyway. You might have told them, but then you turned around, and risked your life to save us. You saved our lives, and my sons. I am forever in your debt." Jesse smiled.

"Lets' just call it even. You saved me from Michael blowing my head off earlier." Liz let out a small laugh, and smiled.

"Ok, it's a deal." Jesse smiled back, and laid his head against Isabel's and closed his eyes. Liz turned back around in her seat, and she suddenly felt very tired, and the next thing she remembered was hearing Sawyer fussing, and she instantly came awake.

"Awww, baby what's the matter?" she leaned down to get some formula out of her bag, and shook it up with some bottled water. Sawyer stopped crying almost as soon as the bottle went in his mouth. "All you needed was a little food." Liz was smiling and looking at Sawyer, not even noticing that everybody else was awake.

"Awe look at you mom." Maria said in a playful tone. Liz looked back at her and smiled. She was sitting next to Isabel.

"Well, it's only the first day." Liz looked over to where Max was sitting, but noticed that Kyle was sitting there instead. She looked around frantic for a second, but then heard his voice.

"I'm right here." He said from the driver's seat. Liz smiled, and suddenly felt dumb. Where else could he have been?

"I knew that, I was just looking for my, my." She looked around the seat and pulled out a round object. "This." Liz said triumphantly. She heard Maria and Isabel laugh in the back seat

"A condom?" Maria said through laughs. Liz shrieked and threw it in the floor and kicked it under the seat.

"That is not mine, and who's ever van this is that we are "borrowing" she used air quotations and looked straight at Michael, "is going to be missing that." Liz said matter-of-factly.

"Maybe if you would have been using that to being with." Michael trailed off, but watched as Max's arm reached across and slugged him before he could finish his sentence.

Liz laughed to herself, and looked out the window, and all she saw was desert. As the whole night before flooded through her head. Jesse, and her parents. The special unit, and everything. She sighed and turned to look at Sawyer. "How much longer till we get to Roswell?" she asked looking at Max.

"Probably another 20 minutes or so, but we need to stop and get gas, I am on E." Liz bit her bottom lip. She didn't want to be away from her parents any longer. She needed to see them to know they were ok, but there was some stuff she couldn't change. Anyway, she needed to change Sawyer.

They probably drove for another 5 minutes before Max found a gas station. He got out, and started pumping, as the rest of the group got out and stretched their legs. Liz got out and then got Sawyer out, and grabbed the diaper bag. She felt bad, but she hadn't really got to have a good look at him. It was dark last night, and he was all bundled up when they left the hospital, and she was still kind of dazed right after he was born. It amazed her how much he looked like Max, from his stubborn jaw line to his patch of dark hair.

"Hey Liz, wait up." She heard Maria and Isabel running after her so she stopped and waited for them.

"Hey, can I hold my nephew?" Isabel asked, when she reached Liz. Liz knew she could trust Isabel, but she was a little skeptical. There were bad people coming after them, she just felt safer if she had him, but she couldn't be ridiculous, and she knew Isabel would die before she let anything ever happen to him. Liz handed Sawyer over to his very proud aunt.

"Hi, baby I am your Aunt Isabel, and this is your Aunt Maria, and your mommy is right here, and over there is your daddy, and your Uncle Kyle, Uncle Jesse, and Uncle Michael, and I know that you have no idea what I am saying, but I just want you to know that no bad men are going to get you. Ok." Isabel was walking, and talking in a goofy voice to Sawyer, but he didn't seem to mind. Infact it seemed almost like she knew what he was saying, but that was impossible, he wasn't even a full day old yet.

"Ok, I need to hold my favorite nephew." Maria said, she sounded almost like a little kid who was complaining because the other kid wasn't sharing. Isabel looked at her, and it looked like she was contemplating if she wanted to give him to her or not, until she finally gave in and handed him to Maria. Liz shook her head, and laughed, at least he was loved.

"Dude, how does if feel to be a dad?" Michael slapped Max on the back, and he made a small grunting noise.

"Incase you don't remember, I already am a dad." He said getting the pump to say an even 30 dollars. Michael looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Come on Max, you can't say this isn't different." He leaned against the van, and crossed his arm. "This kid is with your wife, it's yours and Liz's kid." Max squinted his eyes, from the bright sun and looked at Michael.

"I love them both." He knew that Michael had a point, and he felt like he had more of a connection with Sawyer, but he loved Zan also. He didn't know what to think. "Come on, lets' go pay and get the girls and Jesse and Kyle."

Max finished paying for the gas, and was walking out to the van to meet the rest of them, but decided he was going to the restroom first, but as soon as he opened the door someone threw him against the wall.