Notes. It took ages to write another part to this story. This is the fourth attempt. Hopefully the next chapter won't be to long in coming.
"What are you doing in here? Didn't you see the sigh which said "closed for stock taking," Michael snapped in no mood to deal with another teenager who wanted to steal a piece of the UFO centers famous alien landing display.
Kyle couldn't help but smile. What Michael has just said was almost the same as what max had said to him in the dream.
"Look Kid, leave the UFO center now. It's not open for business and you are trespassing. I could have you arrested," Michael said. It was really a sign that he was showing his age when he threatened a kid with the law. Just a few short years ago he would have been in the same position as the kid.
"Technically I'm not a kid," Kyle said sounding more like the kids he used to bully.
"I don't care how old you are. Just get out of here or I will call the cops," Michael said
"Call the cops," Kyle said. He knew that by calling the police Michael would only attract unnecessary attention
great I just had to get the cool kid Michael thought. "Listen kid why break into this place. Don't you have a better place to be?"
"Not really," Kyle replied. He had no place to go. There was no place in Roswell that he could find a sense of just belonging to.
"Well go find someplace" Michael said
"No," Kyle replied a very small perverse part of him was wondering just how far he could push Michael before the shouting began
"No, Kid get out of here now," Michael said his voice raising in volume with each word
"It's not Kid, its Kyle," Kyle replied
"Kyle would you please leave," Michael said trying the nice attempt to get Kyle to leave, before max arrived and discovered that hardly any work had been done.
"I used to come here as a kid. I would ask my mom if aliens existed and she would just smile at me. You know, that is one of the only good memories I have of her. My dad he was the one who had this obsessive need to know about aliens. He spent so many years looking for information about aliens," Kyle said
"Did he find out about aliens," Michael asked.
"Yeah, he did, but it took away the man I called dad. " Kyle replied. Once his dad had found out the truth about aliens he had become a secondary thought in his dads life.
"So aliens are real," Michael asked
With a knowing smile Kyle said "Yeah and you wanna know something interesting, there human looking and a great deal of them just can't be trusted."
"You really believe aliens exist," Michael said
"Yeah, but so should you," Kyle said
"What do you mean," Michael asked desperately trying to sound as if he had no idea what Kyle was talking about, but failing miserably.
"Well you are an alien, because if your not I'm in the wrong place and you are the last person I should be speaking to," Kyle said
"You know who I am," Michael asked. Wondering why he was the one who always seemed to attract the nut jobs. Why, just for once couldn't it be max or Isabel?
"So when is max getting here, because I'd really like to get this whole painful reunion over with," Kyle said. Truth be told he just wanted to meet max, say his hellos and leave Roswell. He didn't want another life in Roswell, when he last one wasn't all that good.
"Max, I don't know a max," Michael said silently cursing his promise to Maria not to use his powers on people who happened to piss him of or those who just knew to much about aliens.
"Bullshit. You are always near him it's a wonder that you can take a piss without asking for his permission first. Don't play the dumb act with me it won't work. Max pulled me into his dream last night. I was this close," holding his thumb and finger an inch apart to demonstrate his point "to leaving Roswell and starting over some place new, but he pulled me back. He changed my plans."
"He pulled you into his dream. How is that possible," Michael asked dreamwalking was never something max had been able to do.
"What are you a mimic? Yes he pulled me into his dream. Now hen is max getting her, because despite all appearances I really don't want to be here," Kyle said
"Who are you," Michael asked glancing at a clock on the wall. It was only five thirty. It would be another ten minutes before max finally came back from the crashdown.
"He never told you did he," Kyle asked
"Told me what exactly," Michael asked
"You know it never really changes does it. I guess that's the one thing that I can guarantee will remain the same in both timelines. Max only cares about himself. He pulled me into this dream and I was in the UFO center, a place I haven't seen for a while. In this dream he touched me and a crackling green ran between us. I assumed he would instinctively know who I was, because he was the one to pull me into his dream. He didn't have a damn clue who I was until I told him," Kyle said
"What did you tell him," Michael asked
"I was a hybrd," Kyle replied
"That's impossible none of us have had children," Michael said
"He said the very same thing, but I told him that the other of me is human. Before you even ask, one of parents is an alien. Its complicates though, involves paradox and timelines," Kyle said
"Who are your parents," Michael asked
"What makes you think I should tell you that kind of personal information," Kyle asked even though he knew max would soon be telling all of his friends and family that he had a son.
"You have just told me that you're half human. I want to know who your parents are so I can meet them. I want to know how they managed to raise a half alien son," Michael said as he turned slightly to find out what the source of the sound had been. It was max and a huge part of him was relived to see max again.
"My parents didn't raise me," Kyle said as he turned around to find out why Michaels gaze was fixed on a position behind him. Looking directly at max he coolly added; "they never knew who I was until the end."
"Who are your parents," Michael asked repeating his earlier question with Max's presence, hopefully he could get an answer this time.
"Liz and I are," max replied unable to take his eyes of the young man who he knew to be his son. A grown up son who had lived a life he had not been a part of.
"How," Michael asked looking at Kyle's face trying to find some features in him that he could attribute to max or Liz.
Kyle didn't answer. He knew that this was something max had to tell. I it became necessary he would fill in the details.
"It's all down to a paradox," max began unable to know where to begin the story of his son's existence.
Sensing Max's hesitation off how to explain his existence Kyle took over from max and said; "A paradox which was caused by non birth. In my old timeline I was meant to have been born. My parents saved me from death by putting me into a POD. A Pod that I was in for 20 years. The timeline I knew was erased and replaced with this one," Kyle knew he was leaving out the details of how his birth had not occurred in the old timeline. He knew that he was leaving out the detail of how he asked not to be saved, only to be ignored.
"Non birth," Michael asked.
"I should have been born, but I wasn't" Kyle said
"So what happened to prevent your birth," Michael asked
"Does it matter? I'm in this timeline now," Kyle said
"Yes, whatever happened changed our lives. It would be nice to know what could have been," Michael said
"It may be nice for you to know all about the old timeline, but I don't want to talk about a life only I have lost. I don't want to talk about how you were in the old timeline, just to satisfy your curiosity. If you want something to do go and see a film," Kyle snapped.
"Michael just wants to know about your parents and the life you led," Max said
"Look, Michael I'm not in the mood to talk about my life. I know you have all these questions you want answers to, but I don't want to tell you," Kyle said. He didn't want to remember a life filled with so much pain. He didn't want to talk about events which only he could remember.
"We are your family. Talking about the life you had in the old timeline will help. It's not healthy to keep it all inside." Max said. He wanted to know more about his son. He wanted to know what had shaped Kyle into the man who now stood before him
"You are not my family. The only family I ever knew was dad who had an obsessive need to know about aliens. He may not have been the world's greatest dad, but he was mine. All you are to me is someone who gave me half of my DNA," Kyle said.
"Maybe that is why you are here is to get to know more about your family," max said
"I am only here to say hello and leave. I don't want another life in Roswell," Kyle said
"Why don't you want to stay in Roswell? I mean you didn't have to come to the UFO center. You could have just as easily got a bus and headed towards another city. A place thousands of miles away from Roswell. You didn't have to come here. Max pulling you into his dream has nothing to do with your decision for coming here. You just want to feel like you being and being here, talking to us is the only way you can achieve that," Michael said.
"You don't get do you. Yes you are my family, but it doesn't rally count. The only family I had was wiped out existence when this new timeline was created. I don't belong in this timeline. I'm only here because of the POD. I have no connections to anything here. I'm not supposed to exist here, yet I do," Kyle said
"You have a connection to us," max said trying to reassure his son that he had a place in this timeline. It didn't matter to him if his existence in this timeline was a new event.
"DNA doesn't count," Kyle said he could feel his frustration and anger at having to repeat himself build with each passing moment.
"It does matter it identify us," max said.
"No it doesn't. The fact I share DNA with Max and Liz doesn't give me my identity. Sure. If anything bad should happen to me they could use my DNA to identify my remains as someone's son. That is all my DNA does. My identity comes from the parents who raised me. It has come though my life experiences. Look, I didn't come here for an argument. As hard as this is for me to admit I guess Michael is right. I came here not just because you happened to pull me into your dream. I wanted to see how this Roswell is different from the one I knew. So many things have changed," Kyle said
"We can help you adjust to this timeline," Max said
"How," Kyle asked
"Well first of all I would take you home with me. Kyle it looks as you haven't slept for a while. You need to eat and Liz would love to see her son," Max said unsure of just how much he should tell his son what he had planned for him. How could he make it seem as though he wasn't being to interfering.
"Home," Kyle said. He hadn't really given any thought of a lot past confronting max. Max was right though, he did need something to eat and he hadn't really been sleeping to well
"Yes, home. Michael is everything locked up," max asked
"Yeah I was just waiting for you to arrive so I closed the doors," Michael replied.
Max gently took his sons arm, only for Kyle to flinch and pull it back out Max's gentle hold. With a shrug of his shoulders he said; "Bad memories."
"What kind of bad memories," Michael asked as they walked up the stairs and out of the UFO center. Once they were al safety outside Michael looked the doors to the UFO center
"Just…. Kyle began unable to find the words to describe the torture filled four weeks he had experience, when only he alone had those memories. How could he explain something so bad happening to him when for everyone else it was anon event?
"So Kyle did you finish high school," max asked. Even though it such an out of place question to ask considering the current tone of the conversation. It was the only one he could think of that wasn't to offensive and would garner a normal answer.