The five of them walked, sulk and pouted into the dining room to eat. Liz carried out some pasta, green beans, and other foods, which suited everyone taste. Liz had grown up a lot since they all left Roswell. She had to. Maria was always the glue, and when Michael did not let her join the rest of them, Liz became the glue, which was hard work. Liz had cut her hair so much that often she forgot what she looked like. It was now up to her shoulders with a flare that Max loved. Max on the other hand was almost the same, other than he had also grown out his hair to his neck, like Michael's, when they had left Roswell.

At the dinner table, Max took charge. "Well, I have a suggestion" he began while grabbing Liz's hand for support.

Michael put down his fork, and leaned back in his chair and balanced on two legs. He never liked it when Max made suggestions. "Well, don't keep up guessing. What is your bright plan now?"

"We go back home." He said, staring right at Michael waiting for a reaction.

"Antar?" Michael asked with hesitation, sort of hoping he would say Roswell, and not Antar.

Max grin knowing everyone would love his destination, "Roswell" he said.

Isabel gasped and within two seconds, had jumped from her chair, knocking it over in the process, and threw her arms around her brother, crying. "Why?' she asked through sobs, looking him straight in the eye.

Liz took her remaining hand and rested it on her belly. "I am pregnant."

Four pairs of eyes stared at her, three shocked, one excited and moved.

Kyle, having said nothing so far, was the first to recover. "No shit," he said, more to himself than to everyone, and got up out of his chair and hugged Liz.

Michael continued to sit in his seat, not moving, not showing any type of emotion. Max turned his attention from Liz to Michael. The two of them stared at each other talking with their eyes. Max grinned, knowing Michael was okay with his decision and his good news. Max and Michael got up at the same time, walked toward each other, and gave each other a manly hug. Michael grinned as well, happy to be coming home.

Maria, here I come, thought Michael.

I am coming home, Jesse, thought Isabel.

Dad, I will be there soon, thought Kyle.

Mom, Dad, your little girl and grandchild are coming back for good, thought Liz.

It's all over, finally, thought Max, looking at all of them knowing soon they would see their families, and Maria and Jesse.