I don't remember Max's mom name so I am going to call her Diane, which may be it. If you know the name email me.
Maria continued to stir the pasta sauce that was simmering in the silver pan on Jesse's stove. She looked up and smiled when she saw Jesse take a sip of his beer, and form a crease in his brow, looking down at a piece of paper in his hand.
"What's wrong," Maria asked taking the spoon from the pot, blowing on the sauce on the spoon and holding it out to Jesse's lips. He took in the spoon and tastes the sauce.
"Very good sauce Maria. You have come a long way from your solid hard sauce, you used to make," he told her smiling, waiting for a reaction, mainly for her to get mad.
Maria raised an eyebrow, knowing what Jesse was doing. "Thanks, and don't change the subject," she told him sitting at the table next to all his papers.
"It's nothing important. Just some case," he told her, leaning his head back and closing his eyes.
Maria saw how tried Jesse was and wanted to cheer him up. "I have an idea. Let's invite Mr. and Mrs. Evans over. We haven't seen them this week and it will cheer both of us up," she asked him.
Jesse opened his eyes and smiled, a real smile. "Yeah, let's do that. I'll call them."
Maria smiled as he stood up and walked to the office for the phone. Talking to Isabel's parents always makes Jesse feel better. It was because it made him feel closer to Isabel. It keeps both Jesse and herself closer to all of them, which is why; the seven of them always get together on Wednesday night to have a get together. It used to be the eight of them, but after Amy died, it became seven. So now it was only Jesse and Maria, Max and Isabel's parents, Jim, and of course Liz's parents. Maria smiled at the memory of her mother.
Miss you too, she thought.
Maria got up and headed back to the kitchen stopping on the way to look at two pictures that were side by side. The first was a photo of Max, Liz, Jesse, Isabel, Michael, Maria, and Kyle at the Crashdown on New Year's Eve, after Max and Maria had got back from enigma.
The second was a photo of her, Charlie, Dean and Luke. They had just finished a day of hunting, with very good progress, and were at the bar, that they went to every night, and Todd, the bartender, had taken their picture. Little did they all had known, that was going to be the last picture that they would all ever take together.
Maria looked back and forth between her two worlds and wondered what it would be like they the both collided.
Meanwhile at the Evan's home. . .
Phillip and Diane still lived in the same house, which they raised their family in
