Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~COMPLETED 7/31/02
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 42 added 6/30/02
Part 42
“What do you mean, not human?” Max demanded. “What else is there?”
”Max, look closely at this slide,” Liz said sliding another slide under the microscope. “There are three samples on the slide. Yours, mine, and a sample from one of the guys in the CrashDown, what do you see?”
Max peered into the microscope and looked at the samples. Again, he identified his sample. He looked at the next sample which he identified as Liz’s, similar to his, but with a color change. The third sample showed triangular cells floating in a turquoise substance. “Ok, tell me what I’m supposed to see here. What am I missing?”
”Max, your sample is similar to mine. You can see the differences, but you can see some similarities too,” said Liz. “But now, compare your sample to the third sample. What do you see?”
“Well, some of my cells are somewhat similar to the other sample, but some of them are similar to yours too. And the color difference between yours and mine is very noticeable, but between my sample and the agents, there are some similarities again. Damn it Liz, you’re the scientist, not me, tell me what this is!” Max began to pace around the small bedroom. “Am I just being dense or what?”
“Max, calm down, will you,” Liz said softly “I don’t think you are being dense, but I do think you see what this is, and just don’t want to admit it. There are enough similarities between his sample and yours to just about confirm it. He’s Antarian. They’re here on earth.”
“God Liz, what does this mean for us now. It was bad enough when we were fighting the skins, but at least they had a weakness. We don’t know anything about these people, or how to fight them.”
“Max, don’t take this the wrong way, but will you shut up please,” said Liz. “First off, think about this, the Special Unit isn’t chasing us, that’s a plus. Secondly, these people aren’t human, and to be honest, I think this battle is going to be a battle to the death. I’m not planning on dying any time soon, so that means they’re going to have to, and I for one, feel a lot better knowing that what I’m going to be killing isn’t human!”
“Ok, you’re right, we need to round everybody up and let them know what’s going on. Lets head downstairs and talk to your parents and see if we can find everybody else. But, one more thing before we go,” Max said, passing his hand over Liz’s hair, restoring it to it’s original long dark shining glory. “No more hiding. If we’re going to have a war, it’s going to be this way. I want them to see me when I bring them down.”
Liz smiled at her husband, watching as he turned back into a king before her eyes. Not his outward appearance, but the way he carried himself. Liz smiled, and stood on tiptoe and changed his hair back to normal before pressing a kiss on his lips. No matter what happens, she knew she loved him, and he loved her, and they would both die to protect each other. Stepping away from him, she went to her closet and pulls out one of her favorite outfits and began to change. “Hey, if I get to be me again, I want to be comfortable at least,” she said with a grin.
“Hey, that’s no fair, what about me, do you think I like wearing stuff like this?” he asked in a mock whiney voice as his fingers plucked the Izod style shirt away from his chest.
“Not a problem,” Liz said, rummaging through her drawers. “I think I can help you with that. Here,” she said, pulling out an old faded heather green crew neck tee shirt that belonged to Max. “You left this here one night, and I saved it. I used to sleep in it sometimes because it smelled of you,” she admitted, almost shyly.
“Liz, you are a wonder,” he said holding her close. The two stood locked in their embrace for a few moments. Regretfully, Max released his wife and removed the shirt he was wearing and pulled on the comfortable reminder of his past. “No more hiding?” he asked Liz reaching for her hand.
“No more hiding,” she agreed, taking his hand. Together they walked hand in hand out her bedroom door and down the stairs that led to the café.
Liz and Max entered the employee section of the restaurant, and caught her mother’s attention. When Nancy saw them, she left the register and rushed over to them.
“Are you two nuts, what are you doing here looking like that? Those FBI guys are in the corner,” she cried.
“Mom, they aren’t FBI agents, actually, they are aliens,” said Liz
“More of those skin things?” Nancy questioned, making a face of disgust.
“No, actually Mrs. Parker, Liz thinks they are from the same place I came from. They’re Antarian.” Max turned to Liz with a thoughtful look on his face. “Liz, could they possibly be shape-shifters?”
“You mean like Nescado and Cal Langley?” questioned Nancy.
“Wow, you did do your homework Mom,” joked Liz. Turning to Max she answers, “I don’t know, I never studied their physiology, but I suppose it’s possible.”
“Well, whatever they are, they need to be destroyed,” Max said firmly. “Mrs. Parker, do you know where the others might be, have they been to town at all?”
“Max, will you stop with the Mrs. Parker stuff, you can call me mom, or Nancy, but NOT Mrs. Parker. And as for the others, Jim and your dad and Kyle are with Michael, Maria and Isabelle at the Road Kill.”
“Ok, great, can you call them and tell them to meet us here tonight, after the CrashDown closes. My mom and Maria’s mom too please,” Max asked.
“Of course Max, but what are you and Liz going to do?” asked Nancy, her face filled with concern.
“We’re going to lead those two bozo’s out there on a wild goose chase, that’s what,” he said, reaching down and taking Liz’s hand in his. Together, the two of them walked out into the restaurant, smiled at the two aliens and walked out the door.
“What do you mean, not human?” Max demanded. “What else is there?”
”Max, look closely at this slide,” Liz said sliding another slide under the microscope. “There are three samples on the slide. Yours, mine, and a sample from one of the guys in the CrashDown, what do you see?”
Max peered into the microscope and looked at the samples. Again, he identified his sample. He looked at the next sample which he identified as Liz’s, similar to his, but with a color change. The third sample showed triangular cells floating in a turquoise substance. “Ok, tell me what I’m supposed to see here. What am I missing?”
”Max, your sample is similar to mine. You can see the differences, but you can see some similarities too,” said Liz. “But now, compare your sample to the third sample. What do you see?”
“Well, some of my cells are somewhat similar to the other sample, but some of them are similar to yours too. And the color difference between yours and mine is very noticeable, but between my sample and the agents, there are some similarities again. Damn it Liz, you’re the scientist, not me, tell me what this is!” Max began to pace around the small bedroom. “Am I just being dense or what?”
“Max, calm down, will you,” Liz said softly “I don’t think you are being dense, but I do think you see what this is, and just don’t want to admit it. There are enough similarities between his sample and yours to just about confirm it. He’s Antarian. They’re here on earth.”
“God Liz, what does this mean for us now. It was bad enough when we were fighting the skins, but at least they had a weakness. We don’t know anything about these people, or how to fight them.”
“Max, don’t take this the wrong way, but will you shut up please,” said Liz. “First off, think about this, the Special Unit isn’t chasing us, that’s a plus. Secondly, these people aren’t human, and to be honest, I think this battle is going to be a battle to the death. I’m not planning on dying any time soon, so that means they’re going to have to, and I for one, feel a lot better knowing that what I’m going to be killing isn’t human!”
“Ok, you’re right, we need to round everybody up and let them know what’s going on. Lets head downstairs and talk to your parents and see if we can find everybody else. But, one more thing before we go,” Max said, passing his hand over Liz’s hair, restoring it to it’s original long dark shining glory. “No more hiding. If we’re going to have a war, it’s going to be this way. I want them to see me when I bring them down.”
Liz smiled at her husband, watching as he turned back into a king before her eyes. Not his outward appearance, but the way he carried himself. Liz smiled, and stood on tiptoe and changed his hair back to normal before pressing a kiss on his lips. No matter what happens, she knew she loved him, and he loved her, and they would both die to protect each other. Stepping away from him, she went to her closet and pulls out one of her favorite outfits and began to change. “Hey, if I get to be me again, I want to be comfortable at least,” she said with a grin.
“Hey, that’s no fair, what about me, do you think I like wearing stuff like this?” he asked in a mock whiney voice as his fingers plucked the Izod style shirt away from his chest.
“Not a problem,” Liz said, rummaging through her drawers. “I think I can help you with that. Here,” she said, pulling out an old faded heather green crew neck tee shirt that belonged to Max. “You left this here one night, and I saved it. I used to sleep in it sometimes because it smelled of you,” she admitted, almost shyly.
“Liz, you are a wonder,” he said holding her close. The two stood locked in their embrace for a few moments. Regretfully, Max released his wife and removed the shirt he was wearing and pulled on the comfortable reminder of his past. “No more hiding?” he asked Liz reaching for her hand.
“No more hiding,” she agreed, taking his hand. Together they walked hand in hand out her bedroom door and down the stairs that led to the café.
Liz and Max entered the employee section of the restaurant, and caught her mother’s attention. When Nancy saw them, she left the register and rushed over to them.
“Are you two nuts, what are you doing here looking like that? Those FBI guys are in the corner,” she cried.
“Mom, they aren’t FBI agents, actually, they are aliens,” said Liz
“More of those skin things?” Nancy questioned, making a face of disgust.
“No, actually Mrs. Parker, Liz thinks they are from the same place I came from. They’re Antarian.” Max turned to Liz with a thoughtful look on his face. “Liz, could they possibly be shape-shifters?”
“You mean like Nescado and Cal Langley?” questioned Nancy.
“Wow, you did do your homework Mom,” joked Liz. Turning to Max she answers, “I don’t know, I never studied their physiology, but I suppose it’s possible.”
“Well, whatever they are, they need to be destroyed,” Max said firmly. “Mrs. Parker, do you know where the others might be, have they been to town at all?”
“Max, will you stop with the Mrs. Parker stuff, you can call me mom, or Nancy, but NOT Mrs. Parker. And as for the others, Jim and your dad and Kyle are with Michael, Maria and Isabelle at the Road Kill.”
“Ok, great, can you call them and tell them to meet us here tonight, after the CrashDown closes. My mom and Maria’s mom too please,” Max asked.
“Of course Max, but what are you and Liz going to do?” asked Nancy, her face filled with concern.
“We’re going to lead those two bozo’s out there on a wild goose chase, that’s what,” he said, reaching down and taking Liz’s hand in his. Together, the two of them walked out into the restaurant, smiled at the two aliens and walked out the door.
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 42 added 6/30/02
Tracie... I'm the first one to reply!!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :pinkie --><img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/otn/blobs/pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> This is great! They found out that they are actually aliens and now they are working on a plan! I only hope that they can let Michael, Kyle, Maria, Isabel and the fathers know before anything goes wrong. But who are these guys and why are they following them? Oh please please please post more soon. This is getting good. I loved the fact that Liz actually figured it out and that Max and Liz are now looking like themselves I only hope that they don't get into tooo much trouble. Can't wait to find out. <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 42 added 6/30/02
oh tracie . . i think you have many many great ideas. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>i want no pouting by you, deary.<br><br>just keep up the good work! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
<b> a.n.</b>i'm not to sure about this part, so please let me know what you think
Part 43
Jim had to get to work, so after making arrangements with the others to hook up later, Kyle walked down the street, taking in the sights and sounds of all the people in town for the UFO convention. Stopping, he shook his head at some of the strange people walking past. He also kept his eyes peeled for any agents that might be watching him. The hot sun beat down on his back as people jostled their way past him. The honking of a horn from a passing car shook him out of his reverie.
“Excuse me,” said a man as he brushing past Kyle.
“Oh yeah, sure, no problem man,” said Kyle, absent-mindedly. Continuing down the street, he spied a familiar silhouette crossing at a light ahead of him. Kyle rushed to cross the street ahead of the figure, knowing that he wouldn’t be recognized thanks the presto chango job he did on his appearance.
Looking back to make sure he is still ahead of the figure he saw, Kyle ducked down an alleyway and turned so he could watch the figure approach. When the man was at the entrance of the alley, Kyle reached out and yanked him into the alley, pulling him behind a dumpster out of sight, and slamming him into a wall. He curled his hand into a fist and slammed it into the man’s face several times. Silently, Kyle proceeded to beat the man senseless.
Dropping the now unconscious man in a heap, he reached into his pocket for a handkerchief. He swabbed the man’s face with the handkerchief, covering it in blood. He then took his fingers and raked his nails across the man’s face. “Consider this a gift from Isabelle,” he said to the unconscious figure of Jesse Ramirez.
Walking away from the man, Kyle stuffed the bloody handkerchief in his pocket, and smiled to himself. Liz ought to be able to get a sample from this blood, and the skin under my nails, he thought to himself.
“I can’t believe Michael arranged all of this,” Isabelle said to her father as they sat in the back of the RV. “Dad, it is so good to be able to sit and talk with you.”
“Isabelle, honey, your mother and I have been so worried about you,” said Philip as he hugs his daughter. “When we got Liz’s cryptic message about Jesse being and FBI agent, our hearts broke. We know how much you love him.”
“Look Dad, I really, really can’t talk about this right now. Jesse may not even be an FBI agent, he may not even be human.”
“What? What do you mean, not human?” cried Philip.
“Just what I said,” said Isabelle. “Liz has some weird theory about the agents being Kivar’s men or something. She thinks Tess led them right to us when she brought Zan back. All this time, I was married to him, and I never even realized he wasn’t human.”
Philip just hugged his daughter closer, unable to find the words to console her. There was a knock on the door of the RV. Michael opened the door and stuck his head inside.
“Maria’s just about eaten all the grease this wonderful establishment has to offer. We really should head back to the cabin and wait for the others, and we still have to hit the CrashDown and pick up Kyle,” he said.
“Ok, Michael, what about Amy? Doe she need a ride, or did she head back into town with Jim and Kyle?”
“She’s going to ride with us. Her and Maria are having what Maria called a gabfest. There just isn’t any stopping them. Believe me, I tried. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise,” said Michael. “Anyhow, we’re going to drop you a few blocks from the CrashDown, park this thing, and we’ll meet you there.”
“I hear my name being taken in vain,” Maria cried as she climbed into the RV, followed by her mother. “Here Isabelle, you didn’t get anything to eat, so I brought you some fries.”
“Oh. Gee, thanks Maria,” Isabelle said doubtfully. “The bag looks wet, did you, ah, drop them?”
“That’s not water, that’s the grease soaking through,” Maria laughed.
“Oh yum,” said Isabelle sarcastically. “My arteries can hardly wait to harden.” Nevertheless, she opened the bag as Michael starts the camper and backed it out onto the highway.
Driving back into Roswell, the group was strangely quiet until Michael pulled up to a curb several blocks away from the CrashDown. “Ok, you guys head out, and we’ll meet you at the CrashDown in a few minutes.”
Amy hugged Maria, while Philip patted Michael on the back, and dropped a kiss on his daughter’s forehead.
“I hate letting any of you out of my site for even a minute,” he said as he followed Amy out of the camper.
“Don’t worry Dad, we’ll see you in just a few minutes, I promise,” said Isabelle.
After making sure their parents are safely away from the vehicle, Michael pulled away from the curb and parked in the municipal lot once again. The three climbed out of the vehicle and took the back way to the CrashDown. As the approached the back of the restaurant, Maria spied someone climbing the fire escape to Liz’s room.
“Michael, look,” she cried grabbing his arm and pointing.
“You two get to the restaurant and come up from there. I’ll get behind him and block his escape route!” shouted Michael as he took off running.
Part 43
Jim had to get to work, so after making arrangements with the others to hook up later, Kyle walked down the street, taking in the sights and sounds of all the people in town for the UFO convention. Stopping, he shook his head at some of the strange people walking past. He also kept his eyes peeled for any agents that might be watching him. The hot sun beat down on his back as people jostled their way past him. The honking of a horn from a passing car shook him out of his reverie.
“Excuse me,” said a man as he brushing past Kyle.
“Oh yeah, sure, no problem man,” said Kyle, absent-mindedly. Continuing down the street, he spied a familiar silhouette crossing at a light ahead of him. Kyle rushed to cross the street ahead of the figure, knowing that he wouldn’t be recognized thanks the presto chango job he did on his appearance.
Looking back to make sure he is still ahead of the figure he saw, Kyle ducked down an alleyway and turned so he could watch the figure approach. When the man was at the entrance of the alley, Kyle reached out and yanked him into the alley, pulling him behind a dumpster out of sight, and slamming him into a wall. He curled his hand into a fist and slammed it into the man’s face several times. Silently, Kyle proceeded to beat the man senseless.
Dropping the now unconscious man in a heap, he reached into his pocket for a handkerchief. He swabbed the man’s face with the handkerchief, covering it in blood. He then took his fingers and raked his nails across the man’s face. “Consider this a gift from Isabelle,” he said to the unconscious figure of Jesse Ramirez.
Walking away from the man, Kyle stuffed the bloody handkerchief in his pocket, and smiled to himself. Liz ought to be able to get a sample from this blood, and the skin under my nails, he thought to himself.
“I can’t believe Michael arranged all of this,” Isabelle said to her father as they sat in the back of the RV. “Dad, it is so good to be able to sit and talk with you.”
“Isabelle, honey, your mother and I have been so worried about you,” said Philip as he hugs his daughter. “When we got Liz’s cryptic message about Jesse being and FBI agent, our hearts broke. We know how much you love him.”
“Look Dad, I really, really can’t talk about this right now. Jesse may not even be an FBI agent, he may not even be human.”
“What? What do you mean, not human?” cried Philip.
“Just what I said,” said Isabelle. “Liz has some weird theory about the agents being Kivar’s men or something. She thinks Tess led them right to us when she brought Zan back. All this time, I was married to him, and I never even realized he wasn’t human.”
Philip just hugged his daughter closer, unable to find the words to console her. There was a knock on the door of the RV. Michael opened the door and stuck his head inside.
“Maria’s just about eaten all the grease this wonderful establishment has to offer. We really should head back to the cabin and wait for the others, and we still have to hit the CrashDown and pick up Kyle,” he said.
“Ok, Michael, what about Amy? Doe she need a ride, or did she head back into town with Jim and Kyle?”
“She’s going to ride with us. Her and Maria are having what Maria called a gabfest. There just isn’t any stopping them. Believe me, I tried. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise,” said Michael. “Anyhow, we’re going to drop you a few blocks from the CrashDown, park this thing, and we’ll meet you there.”
“I hear my name being taken in vain,” Maria cried as she climbed into the RV, followed by her mother. “Here Isabelle, you didn’t get anything to eat, so I brought you some fries.”
“Oh. Gee, thanks Maria,” Isabelle said doubtfully. “The bag looks wet, did you, ah, drop them?”
“That’s not water, that’s the grease soaking through,” Maria laughed.
“Oh yum,” said Isabelle sarcastically. “My arteries can hardly wait to harden.” Nevertheless, she opened the bag as Michael starts the camper and backed it out onto the highway.
Driving back into Roswell, the group was strangely quiet until Michael pulled up to a curb several blocks away from the CrashDown. “Ok, you guys head out, and we’ll meet you at the CrashDown in a few minutes.”
Amy hugged Maria, while Philip patted Michael on the back, and dropped a kiss on his daughter’s forehead.
“I hate letting any of you out of my site for even a minute,” he said as he followed Amy out of the camper.
“Don’t worry Dad, we’ll see you in just a few minutes, I promise,” said Isabelle.
After making sure their parents are safely away from the vehicle, Michael pulled away from the curb and parked in the municipal lot once again. The three climbed out of the vehicle and took the back way to the CrashDown. As the approached the back of the restaurant, Maria spied someone climbing the fire escape to Liz’s room.
“Michael, look,” she cried grabbing his arm and pointing.
“You two get to the restaurant and come up from there. I’ll get behind him and block his escape route!” shouted Michael as he took off running.
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
AAYYYY!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :pinkie --><img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/otn/blobs/pinkie.gif ALT=":pinkie"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> HOW can you leave it at that point?! Get back here and finish it, Missy. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> .<br>Okay, since you asked for feedback here it goes. Part is good, but seriously ends too soon. I'd like to see Jessy get more of a pounding, but then I have violent tendencies. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> . I'm not a patient person (I know you're shocked) so I think the ending should have been stretched out just a bit. Just a suggestion. But, Good job as always. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :thumbsup --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/otn/ez/pi_thumbsup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
yeah, I kind of agree with what you are saying, but i was getting tired last night and wanted to finish up <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#FFFFCC>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#CCCCCC><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> </p><i></i>
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<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> GO KYLE!!!<br>So who is climbing the ladder to Liz's room???? Tracie come back here..............PLEASE!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF6600">THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!</b><img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF3399">ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</b></center><center><b><FONT COLOR="FFFF00">ZAN IS DA MAN</b><center><b><FONT COLOR="0000FF">Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</b></center><center><i><FONT COLOR="FF000">If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
um, HELLO!!!!! You can't end it here!!!<br><br><!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Great story telling, Tracie. <p><center><BR><a href=http://www.fortunecity.com="_blank"> <img src="http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ... mara01.gif" border="0"></a> </center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
muwhahahahahahaha, i can end it here, and I did <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#FFFFCC>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#CCCCCC><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> </p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
Bad Tracie, bad!<br><br>I agree with the above part being a bit short. I think a few more twist would have drawn it out, but it was very nummy! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br> <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> AND</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> I think your ideas are wonderful! No pouting needed... <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.</FONT><center><FONT COLOR="8B0000">Got it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="00BFFF">Get it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="DAA520">Good!</FONT><center><center><font color="DC143C">I think my muse is broke.</FONT></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
well, i wish you would have told us more . . like where are liz and max now . . who is climbing up to liz's room . . where do you get the energy to chase after monster twinlings, clean and cook, and write great fanfic. :D <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>ok serious question, how did max/michael/isabelle miss the fact that jesse was an alien when they had all checked his blood before??<br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 43 added 7/01/02
where max and liz are is in the next part, and who ever said that jesse was an alien <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#FFFFCC>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#CCCCCC><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> </p><i></i>
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oooooh . . you're so tricky you are. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Oh You are soooo Bad Tracie! But I mean it in a good way! This is getting very interesting so all I can say is..... MORE!! Please come back and tell us who it is that was climbing up Liz's balcony and who was it that Kyle beat up. oh Tracie please write more soon <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 44 added 7/02/02
Part 44
Once they were sure the two alien/agents noticed them, Max grabbed Liz by the hand and pulled her through the restaurant. At the same time, Liz turned back and blew kisses at them. Once they were outside the door, they ran across the street into the UFO center. Making sure nobody was watching, the two quickly changed their appearances and stood back and watched the two aliens search the crowd for them.
“Look, there they are,” Liz pointed. “I don’t get it, they know we know who they are, why don’t they try and change the way they look?”
“Maybe they can’t,” said Max. “I wonder if that particular skill of ours developed more because we are on Earth?”
“Max, look, they’re heading towards the door. How do you want to handle this?”
“Well, my first instinct is to take these two down right now, and get rid of them, but we can’t. I want all of them together in one place, then we kill them.”
Liz shivered a little at the coldness in her husband’s voice, but she knew he didn’t like the idea of killing anybody any more than she did. It’s just become a necessary evil at this point. Tugging on his sleeve, she motioned for him to follow her they two walked over to where their pursuers stood. As they walked past them towards the door, Liz reached out a hand and hit one of them on the shoulder. “Tag, your it,” she said as she and Max took off out the door.
Outside the door, Liz removed her jacket and changed her hair again, while Max changed the color of his shirt to a blinding yellow.
“Yellow?” Liz questioned. “Since when do you wear yellow?”
“What can I say, I’m a man of mystery,” Max responded watching as the aliens came out of the UFO center and searched the milling crowds for them.
“Ok, Liz, I want you to head back to the CrashDown. I’m going to follow these two alien rejects for a while and see where they go,” said Max
“Max, I don’t want us to split up again,” Liz replied.
“I don’t either, but we have to know where they are going, and you need to study those cells some more. See if you can find a weakness or something,” said Max. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, pulling her close to his body, savoring her warmth.
“Max,” she groaned. “You expect me to let you leave after that?”
He bent down to kiss her again, when he spied the two aliens walking away out of the corner of his eye.
“Damn it Liz, when we finally finish this thing, I’m going to find some secluded hotel, with room service 24/7 and lock us in and never leave.” He quickly pressed a kiss on her lips and pulled away. “Their leaving, I have to follow them.”
“I know, but Max, check in, please,” she whispered.
“I’ll will. I love you Liz. Forever!” he said as he pulled away and walked off into the crowd, following the two aliens.
Liz watched until he disappeared out of site and headed back to the CrashDown. She opened the door and walked in, only to be pushed to the ground by two girls who came flying through the door behind her.
“Hey!” she shouted, but neither girl stopped running. They head towards the staircase that led to the upstairs living quarters. Liz jumped to her feet and took off after them.
“Who the hell are you? Stop!” she yelled. The smaller of the two girls turned to look back at her.
“Liz? Come on, we saw someone climbing the fire escape to your room.”
“Damn, the samples,” she muttered as she rushes up the stairs. Outside her bedroom door, she pushed past Maria and Isabelle and pushed open the door. She saw someone climbing through her window, and she raised her hand to blast him when Maria grabbed her arm.
“Liz, no, that’s Michael!” Maria shouted
“Where is he? Where is that guy, I was right behind him?” Michael said, gasping for breath. “He climbed through the window, I know he did.”
“Well, nobody passed us on the stairs,” Liz said. A crash from the bathroom caused her to spin around towards the door, arm upraised.
“Ah guys,” a voice called out from the bathroom. “I’m going to open the door, and I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t kill me.”
“Kyle?” asked Isabelle. “Oh my God, you jerk, why didn’t you let us know it was you?”
“Well, that’s kind of what I’m doing now,” Kyle responded from behind the bathroom door. Now do you promise that Michael isn’t about to blast me?”
“He’s not going to blast you Kyle but I might,” said Liz lowering her arm. “Get out here now! What the hell are you doing climbing up here that way?”
“Come on Liz, it’s the way we always get into your room, besides, I didn’t want to play hide and go seek with the agents downstairs,” answered Kyle, opening the bathroom door.
“They’re not agents, we ran some tests today, they aren’t human at all,” said Liz, throwing herself on her bed. She no sooner found a comfortable position than a knock on the door caused her to jump back up. Michael grabbed Maria and shoved her behind him over by the window so she could climb out quickly if needed. Kyle and Isabelle raised their palms toward the door, while Liz prepared to open it.
“Lizzie, is everything ok?” her father asked from the other side of the door. Liz relaxed her posture slightly and opened the door to her father.
“Yeah Dad, sorry about that, we’re fine. Michael, Isabelle and Maria saw someone climbing up the fire escape so the where chasing him. They didn’t realize it was Kyle.”
“You kids, I can’t imagine how you have managed to live like this for so long,” Geoff Parker said, entering the room. “Wait, where is Max?”
“Yeah, where is he?” asked Michael.
“He’s tailing our two buddies from downstairs,” Liz replied.
“Ok, look, I have a very worried Philip and Amy downstairs. Apparently, you three,” he said nodding towards Michael, Maria and Isabelle, “were supposed to meet them here.”
“Isabelle, why don’t you go downstairs and talk to your dad for a bit and tell him what’s going on. Let him know you are ok,” said Kyle. “That way he can see for himself that nothing’s wrong.”
Isabelle shot Kyle a strange look, but agreed and followed Geoff Parker out the door. Once he was certain she was out of hearing, Kyle pulled the bloody handkerchief out of his pocket.
“Oh ick! Kyle, that is so disgusting,” said Maria. “Why are you showing it to us?”
“Liz,” he said, ignoring Maria. “This is Jesse’s blood. I also have some of his skin under my fingernails. Is that enough for you to see if he’s an alien too?”
“Jesus Valenti, how did you get that?” asked Michael.
“How the hell do you think I got it you moron. I beat the crap out of him.”
Michael gave Kyle an approving look. “Damn,” he said. I wanted that job.”
Liz took the handkerchief from Kyle and then took his hand and scraped some pieces of skin from under his nails. She walked over to her desk, mixed a solution and dropped the skin cells into it. She then placed some of the liquid on a slide and examined it under the microscope. Turning to Kyle, she motioned him over to where she worked. She took his hand, swabbed it with alcohol and pricked it with a needle before he was aware of what she was doing.
“Ow, that hurts,” he whined.
“It’s all in the name of science,” said Liz. She placed Kyle’s slide under the microscope and studied the sample. She removed Kyle’s slide and replaced it with the slide containing Jesse’s sample.
“Maria, get downstairs and make sure Isabelle doesn’t come up here. I don’t want her to hear this.”
“Wait a second, I’m not leaving until you tell me what you found,” Maria demanded.
“And I’m not letting you make those kinds of decisions for my Liz,” said Isabelle from the doorway. “What don’t you want me to hear?”
“Isabelle,” said Liz. “It’s not that I didn’t want you to hear, but I wanted to talk to you alone, really.”
“Well, it looks like that won’t be happening, so what is it?”
“Well, we have a sample of Jesse’s blood, and I just tested it and compared it to the samples from the other aliens. Isabelle, I’m sorry, Jesse isn’t one of them.”
Isabelle’s face turned a deathly gray white, as the blood left her face. She sat down quickly on the chair. “So, he just willingly betrayed me, is that it?”
“It looks that way Isabelle,” Liz said softly. She moved across the room and knelt down beside the older girl to comfort her. Maria grabbed Michael and Kyle by the arms and pulled them out of the room and closed the door softly.
“I’m not getting this,” said Michael. “She wanted him to be an alien?”
“Yeah,” answered Maria. “God Guerin, haven’t you learned anything in all the years we’ve been together. If he were an alien, it would mean that he never did love her and he was here to destroy her. Being human makes it so much worse. He betrayed her, gave up on their love. Do you get that?”
“Yeah, actually, I think I do,” said Michael. “It’s like she feels like there is something wrong with her. Something bad enough to make the man who supposedly loves her sells her out.”
“Very good Space Boy,” said Maria. “You may now pass Go and collect $200.00. The question is what are we going to do about it?”
“That’s simple said Isabelle, opening the bedroom door. We’re going to take him down!”
Once they were sure the two alien/agents noticed them, Max grabbed Liz by the hand and pulled her through the restaurant. At the same time, Liz turned back and blew kisses at them. Once they were outside the door, they ran across the street into the UFO center. Making sure nobody was watching, the two quickly changed their appearances and stood back and watched the two aliens search the crowd for them.
“Look, there they are,” Liz pointed. “I don’t get it, they know we know who they are, why don’t they try and change the way they look?”
“Maybe they can’t,” said Max. “I wonder if that particular skill of ours developed more because we are on Earth?”
“Max, look, they’re heading towards the door. How do you want to handle this?”
“Well, my first instinct is to take these two down right now, and get rid of them, but we can’t. I want all of them together in one place, then we kill them.”
Liz shivered a little at the coldness in her husband’s voice, but she knew he didn’t like the idea of killing anybody any more than she did. It’s just become a necessary evil at this point. Tugging on his sleeve, she motioned for him to follow her they two walked over to where their pursuers stood. As they walked past them towards the door, Liz reached out a hand and hit one of them on the shoulder. “Tag, your it,” she said as she and Max took off out the door.
Outside the door, Liz removed her jacket and changed her hair again, while Max changed the color of his shirt to a blinding yellow.
“Yellow?” Liz questioned. “Since when do you wear yellow?”
“What can I say, I’m a man of mystery,” Max responded watching as the aliens came out of the UFO center and searched the milling crowds for them.
“Ok, Liz, I want you to head back to the CrashDown. I’m going to follow these two alien rejects for a while and see where they go,” said Max
“Max, I don’t want us to split up again,” Liz replied.
“I don’t either, but we have to know where they are going, and you need to study those cells some more. See if you can find a weakness or something,” said Max. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, pulling her close to his body, savoring her warmth.
“Max,” she groaned. “You expect me to let you leave after that?”
He bent down to kiss her again, when he spied the two aliens walking away out of the corner of his eye.
“Damn it Liz, when we finally finish this thing, I’m going to find some secluded hotel, with room service 24/7 and lock us in and never leave.” He quickly pressed a kiss on her lips and pulled away. “Their leaving, I have to follow them.”
“I know, but Max, check in, please,” she whispered.
“I’ll will. I love you Liz. Forever!” he said as he pulled away and walked off into the crowd, following the two aliens.
Liz watched until he disappeared out of site and headed back to the CrashDown. She opened the door and walked in, only to be pushed to the ground by two girls who came flying through the door behind her.
“Hey!” she shouted, but neither girl stopped running. They head towards the staircase that led to the upstairs living quarters. Liz jumped to her feet and took off after them.
“Who the hell are you? Stop!” she yelled. The smaller of the two girls turned to look back at her.
“Liz? Come on, we saw someone climbing the fire escape to your room.”
“Damn, the samples,” she muttered as she rushes up the stairs. Outside her bedroom door, she pushed past Maria and Isabelle and pushed open the door. She saw someone climbing through her window, and she raised her hand to blast him when Maria grabbed her arm.
“Liz, no, that’s Michael!” Maria shouted
“Where is he? Where is that guy, I was right behind him?” Michael said, gasping for breath. “He climbed through the window, I know he did.”
“Well, nobody passed us on the stairs,” Liz said. A crash from the bathroom caused her to spin around towards the door, arm upraised.
“Ah guys,” a voice called out from the bathroom. “I’m going to open the door, and I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t kill me.”
“Kyle?” asked Isabelle. “Oh my God, you jerk, why didn’t you let us know it was you?”
“Well, that’s kind of what I’m doing now,” Kyle responded from behind the bathroom door. Now do you promise that Michael isn’t about to blast me?”
“He’s not going to blast you Kyle but I might,” said Liz lowering her arm. “Get out here now! What the hell are you doing climbing up here that way?”
“Come on Liz, it’s the way we always get into your room, besides, I didn’t want to play hide and go seek with the agents downstairs,” answered Kyle, opening the bathroom door.
“They’re not agents, we ran some tests today, they aren’t human at all,” said Liz, throwing herself on her bed. She no sooner found a comfortable position than a knock on the door caused her to jump back up. Michael grabbed Maria and shoved her behind him over by the window so she could climb out quickly if needed. Kyle and Isabelle raised their palms toward the door, while Liz prepared to open it.
“Lizzie, is everything ok?” her father asked from the other side of the door. Liz relaxed her posture slightly and opened the door to her father.
“Yeah Dad, sorry about that, we’re fine. Michael, Isabelle and Maria saw someone climbing up the fire escape so the where chasing him. They didn’t realize it was Kyle.”
“You kids, I can’t imagine how you have managed to live like this for so long,” Geoff Parker said, entering the room. “Wait, where is Max?”
“Yeah, where is he?” asked Michael.
“He’s tailing our two buddies from downstairs,” Liz replied.
“Ok, look, I have a very worried Philip and Amy downstairs. Apparently, you three,” he said nodding towards Michael, Maria and Isabelle, “were supposed to meet them here.”
“Isabelle, why don’t you go downstairs and talk to your dad for a bit and tell him what’s going on. Let him know you are ok,” said Kyle. “That way he can see for himself that nothing’s wrong.”
Isabelle shot Kyle a strange look, but agreed and followed Geoff Parker out the door. Once he was certain she was out of hearing, Kyle pulled the bloody handkerchief out of his pocket.
“Oh ick! Kyle, that is so disgusting,” said Maria. “Why are you showing it to us?”
“Liz,” he said, ignoring Maria. “This is Jesse’s blood. I also have some of his skin under my fingernails. Is that enough for you to see if he’s an alien too?”
“Jesus Valenti, how did you get that?” asked Michael.
“How the hell do you think I got it you moron. I beat the crap out of him.”
Michael gave Kyle an approving look. “Damn,” he said. I wanted that job.”
Liz took the handkerchief from Kyle and then took his hand and scraped some pieces of skin from under his nails. She walked over to her desk, mixed a solution and dropped the skin cells into it. She then placed some of the liquid on a slide and examined it under the microscope. Turning to Kyle, she motioned him over to where she worked. She took his hand, swabbed it with alcohol and pricked it with a needle before he was aware of what she was doing.
“Ow, that hurts,” he whined.
“It’s all in the name of science,” said Liz. She placed Kyle’s slide under the microscope and studied the sample. She removed Kyle’s slide and replaced it with the slide containing Jesse’s sample.
“Maria, get downstairs and make sure Isabelle doesn’t come up here. I don’t want her to hear this.”
“Wait a second, I’m not leaving until you tell me what you found,” Maria demanded.
“And I’m not letting you make those kinds of decisions for my Liz,” said Isabelle from the doorway. “What don’t you want me to hear?”
“Isabelle,” said Liz. “It’s not that I didn’t want you to hear, but I wanted to talk to you alone, really.”
“Well, it looks like that won’t be happening, so what is it?”
“Well, we have a sample of Jesse’s blood, and I just tested it and compared it to the samples from the other aliens. Isabelle, I’m sorry, Jesse isn’t one of them.”
Isabelle’s face turned a deathly gray white, as the blood left her face. She sat down quickly on the chair. “So, he just willingly betrayed me, is that it?”
“It looks that way Isabelle,” Liz said softly. She moved across the room and knelt down beside the older girl to comfort her. Maria grabbed Michael and Kyle by the arms and pulled them out of the room and closed the door softly.
“I’m not getting this,” said Michael. “She wanted him to be an alien?”
“Yeah,” answered Maria. “God Guerin, haven’t you learned anything in all the years we’ve been together. If he were an alien, it would mean that he never did love her and he was here to destroy her. Being human makes it so much worse. He betrayed her, gave up on their love. Do you get that?”
“Yeah, actually, I think I do,” said Michael. “It’s like she feels like there is something wrong with her. Something bad enough to make the man who supposedly loves her sells her out.”
“Very good Space Boy,” said Maria. “You may now pass Go and collect $200.00. The question is what are we going to do about it?”
“That’s simple said Isabelle, opening the bedroom door. We’re going to take him down!”
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 434 added 7/02/02
cool story. i can't wait to read the next part. <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 434 added 7/02/02
You go Tracie!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.</FONT><center><FONT COLOR="8B0000">Got it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="00BFFF">Get it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="DAA520">Good!</FONT><center><center><font color="DC143C">I think my muse is broke.</FONT></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 434 added 7/02/02
oh poor isabelle. she's been through too much and all she's ever done is love . . her family, friends, jesse . . when will she get what she deserves in return?<br><br>when will jesse get his?!! muahahahaha.<br><br>great job tracie. can't wait for more.<br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 45 added 7/03/02
Part 45
Isabelle pushed past her shocked friends and started down the stairs. Wordlessly, they all followed her down to the restaurant and pushed together in a booth.
“I’m, excuse me, but isn’t this a little obvious?” asked Maria. “We’re even sitting in our old booth. When those guys come back, they’ll figure out who we are.”
“They already know Maria,” Liz answered. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you what happened today. Max and I let them see us on purpose. We changed back to ourselves and got them out of here to follow us. We hid in the crowd at the UFO center and disguised ourselves again, and Max followed them to find out what he could about them.”
“Liz, why the hell did you do that?” demanded Michael. “Do you know how risky that was?”
“Come on Michael, it wasn’t risky, and you know it. We all agreed it would be better to be proactive, go on the offense rather than keep running.”
“I don’t know girlfriend,” said Maria. “I’m kind of agreeing with Michael here, which in itself is kind of scary. It sounds pretty risky.”
“Kyle, what about you, what do you think?” Liz asked.
“Well,” said Kyle, idly spinning a fork on the table. “Much as I hate to say it, I think I’m in agreement with the alien general.”
“That’s a bunch of crap,” said Isabelle as she slammed her hand down on the fork Kyle was spinning. “You’re just pissed because Liz and Max got the opportunity to do this, and you didn’t. They saw an opportunity and they took it. What’s wrong with that?”
Liz gave Isabelle a surprised and grateful look, happy for her support. Michael, Kyle and Maria looked at each other and nodded ruefully.
“I guess we all just wanted to be the one to make the big play,” said Kyle.
“Well, just tell me you did it with style Chica,” said Maria.
“Well, does blowing them a kiss as I walked past their table count?” asked Liz. The others burst out laughing, as Geoff, Amy, Nancy and Philip watch them with fond indulgence from across the room.
“Maria, Isabelle, come with me,” commanded Liz, standing up suddenly. The other two girls got up and followed Liz across the room to the woman’s room.
“My God, they really do go in a pack,” said Kyle as he and Michael sat back to wait. It wasn’t a long wait however. Several moments later, the restroom door opened and the three girls walked out looking the way they did before they started running.
“Hot damn,” said Kyle as he dropped the fork he had been playing with on the floor. He reached under the table to retrieve it and when he reemerged, he looked like himself again.
“Well, hell,” Michael said under his breath. He stood up and stalked across the floor to the kitchen. When he returned, his hair was restored to its typical shade and non-style.
“Michael, what exactly are you doing?” asked Philip with concern.
“Apparently, we’re taking back our lives. Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything anymore. All I know is when we left, I said we should leave and go quietly into the night. Did we do that? No, of course not. We go out in the biggest way possible. I said we should sneak back into town and stay underground for as long as possible, and what are we doing, having a sock hop at the CrashDown.” Michael continued muttering under his breath as he walked back to the booth and sat down with the others. The four adults bust out laughing at Michael’s diatribe when the door to the restaurant opened.
Max ran in, gasping for breath, and headed directly for the steps leading to the upstairs. Stopping suddenly, he turned back and saw everyone sitting and watching him. He grinned sheepishly, pulled up a chair and sat down.
“What did you find?” asked Liz.
“There are about ten of them, in an abandon building outside of town. I didn’t see Jesse anywhere Isabelle,” he said, looking at his sister. “Hey, wait a second, why do you all look like yourselves?”
“Glad to see our fearless leader is so observant,” said Michael in a dry voice.
“No more running Max,” said Liz, taking his hand.
“No more running,” he agreed. “Ok, like I said, they’re in an old abandon building, and it’s pretty isolated. There’s only one-way in and out that I could see, from an access road that runs off of 285. I scouted around the building, and there are entrances in the front and the rear of the building. I don’t know if it has a basement of any type. Kyle, maybe your dad can get us that info.”
“Maxwell, that’s great information,” said Michael. “I think, if we can,”
Suddenly, Kyle stood up and climbed out over the back of the booth. “Max, Michael, come with me.”
A grinning Michael caught on immediately and he pulled Max to his feet and the trio proceeded to the men’s room.
“Um, why are we all in here together?” asked Max. “Are we exploring our feminine side or something?”
“No,” answered Kyle. “The biggest reason we’re here is to bust on the girls for a few minutes, but I also wanted to tell you, I saw Jesse today.”
“Yeah, what was he up to?”
“Mostly bleeding. Well after I beat the shit out of him, that is,” said Kyle in a matter of fact voice.
“Oh,” said Max, barely blinking at the news. “What did you do that for?”
“Well, for Isabelle, and to get a sample of his blood for Liz. She tested it already, while you were gone.”
“What did she find, is he an alien too?”
“No such luck. He’s 100% human,” said Michael. “Isabelle’s taking it pretty hard.”
“Why? Shouldn’t she be happy he isn’t an alien?”
“Maxwell, don’t you know anything about women?” asked Michael in a patronizing tone. “If he had been an alien, it wouldn’t have hurt so bad because his whole purpose would have been to betray her. Instead, she is stuck wondering if he betrayed her because of something she did, or didn’t do. She doesn’t have any real closure on their relationship.”
“Oh,” said a still bewildered Max, while Kyle tried unsuccessfully to hide his grin behind his hand.
“Look, why don’t you change yourself back to you, and we’ll head back out. I’m getting the creeps hanging out in here with you. What do they find so fascinating about bathrooms anyhow?” asked Michael.
“It’s just one of the great mysteries of women that we’ll never understand,” said Kyle.
Max passed his hand over his face and hair, and restored himself back. Opening the door back into the restaurant, they found that Geoff had closed early, and all the parents were there armed with maps, walkie-talkies and various other items. For all intents and purposes, their war had begun.
Isabelle pushed past her shocked friends and started down the stairs. Wordlessly, they all followed her down to the restaurant and pushed together in a booth.
“I’m, excuse me, but isn’t this a little obvious?” asked Maria. “We’re even sitting in our old booth. When those guys come back, they’ll figure out who we are.”
“They already know Maria,” Liz answered. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you what happened today. Max and I let them see us on purpose. We changed back to ourselves and got them out of here to follow us. We hid in the crowd at the UFO center and disguised ourselves again, and Max followed them to find out what he could about them.”
“Liz, why the hell did you do that?” demanded Michael. “Do you know how risky that was?”
“Come on Michael, it wasn’t risky, and you know it. We all agreed it would be better to be proactive, go on the offense rather than keep running.”
“I don’t know girlfriend,” said Maria. “I’m kind of agreeing with Michael here, which in itself is kind of scary. It sounds pretty risky.”
“Kyle, what about you, what do you think?” Liz asked.
“Well,” said Kyle, idly spinning a fork on the table. “Much as I hate to say it, I think I’m in agreement with the alien general.”
“That’s a bunch of crap,” said Isabelle as she slammed her hand down on the fork Kyle was spinning. “You’re just pissed because Liz and Max got the opportunity to do this, and you didn’t. They saw an opportunity and they took it. What’s wrong with that?”
Liz gave Isabelle a surprised and grateful look, happy for her support. Michael, Kyle and Maria looked at each other and nodded ruefully.
“I guess we all just wanted to be the one to make the big play,” said Kyle.
“Well, just tell me you did it with style Chica,” said Maria.
“Well, does blowing them a kiss as I walked past their table count?” asked Liz. The others burst out laughing, as Geoff, Amy, Nancy and Philip watch them with fond indulgence from across the room.
“Maria, Isabelle, come with me,” commanded Liz, standing up suddenly. The other two girls got up and followed Liz across the room to the woman’s room.
“My God, they really do go in a pack,” said Kyle as he and Michael sat back to wait. It wasn’t a long wait however. Several moments later, the restroom door opened and the three girls walked out looking the way they did before they started running.
“Hot damn,” said Kyle as he dropped the fork he had been playing with on the floor. He reached under the table to retrieve it and when he reemerged, he looked like himself again.
“Well, hell,” Michael said under his breath. He stood up and stalked across the floor to the kitchen. When he returned, his hair was restored to its typical shade and non-style.
“Michael, what exactly are you doing?” asked Philip with concern.
“Apparently, we’re taking back our lives. Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything anymore. All I know is when we left, I said we should leave and go quietly into the night. Did we do that? No, of course not. We go out in the biggest way possible. I said we should sneak back into town and stay underground for as long as possible, and what are we doing, having a sock hop at the CrashDown.” Michael continued muttering under his breath as he walked back to the booth and sat down with the others. The four adults bust out laughing at Michael’s diatribe when the door to the restaurant opened.
Max ran in, gasping for breath, and headed directly for the steps leading to the upstairs. Stopping suddenly, he turned back and saw everyone sitting and watching him. He grinned sheepishly, pulled up a chair and sat down.
“What did you find?” asked Liz.
“There are about ten of them, in an abandon building outside of town. I didn’t see Jesse anywhere Isabelle,” he said, looking at his sister. “Hey, wait a second, why do you all look like yourselves?”
“Glad to see our fearless leader is so observant,” said Michael in a dry voice.
“No more running Max,” said Liz, taking his hand.
“No more running,” he agreed. “Ok, like I said, they’re in an old abandon building, and it’s pretty isolated. There’s only one-way in and out that I could see, from an access road that runs off of 285. I scouted around the building, and there are entrances in the front and the rear of the building. I don’t know if it has a basement of any type. Kyle, maybe your dad can get us that info.”
“Maxwell, that’s great information,” said Michael. “I think, if we can,”
Suddenly, Kyle stood up and climbed out over the back of the booth. “Max, Michael, come with me.”
A grinning Michael caught on immediately and he pulled Max to his feet and the trio proceeded to the men’s room.
“Um, why are we all in here together?” asked Max. “Are we exploring our feminine side or something?”
“No,” answered Kyle. “The biggest reason we’re here is to bust on the girls for a few minutes, but I also wanted to tell you, I saw Jesse today.”
“Yeah, what was he up to?”
“Mostly bleeding. Well after I beat the shit out of him, that is,” said Kyle in a matter of fact voice.
“Oh,” said Max, barely blinking at the news. “What did you do that for?”
“Well, for Isabelle, and to get a sample of his blood for Liz. She tested it already, while you were gone.”
“What did she find, is he an alien too?”
“No such luck. He’s 100% human,” said Michael. “Isabelle’s taking it pretty hard.”
“Why? Shouldn’t she be happy he isn’t an alien?”
“Maxwell, don’t you know anything about women?” asked Michael in a patronizing tone. “If he had been an alien, it wouldn’t have hurt so bad because his whole purpose would have been to betray her. Instead, she is stuck wondering if he betrayed her because of something she did, or didn’t do. She doesn’t have any real closure on their relationship.”
“Oh,” said a still bewildered Max, while Kyle tried unsuccessfully to hide his grin behind his hand.
“Look, why don’t you change yourself back to you, and we’ll head back out. I’m getting the creeps hanging out in here with you. What do they find so fascinating about bathrooms anyhow?” asked Michael.
“It’s just one of the great mysteries of women that we’ll never understand,” said Kyle.
Max passed his hand over his face and hair, and restored himself back. Opening the door back into the restaurant, they found that Geoff had closed early, and all the parents were there armed with maps, walkie-talkies and various other items. For all intents and purposes, their war had begun.