Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~COMPLETED 7/31/02
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Wonderful!
I'm so glad Max wasn't trying to be mean, he was just being a guy. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>Loved the part, the teasing of Isabel, Maria's guilt tripping Max, the 'rents being so in the know and one up on everyone, etc. I could go on, but I have to scram now. <br><br>I was eating a snack and reading while I ate. The cookies are gone now, so technically I have to turn this thing off and get my butt to work now. Greta needs a bath before my supervisor comes over this afternoon! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 49 added 7/9/02
Part 49
“Ok, the way I see it, if we try and come around the back of the building,” said Michael as he shoveled a forkful of sweet and sour pork into his mouth, “we can sneak in after dark, and they’ll never see us coming.”
“Michael as plans go, that one pretty much sucks,” said Max. “Pass the mushu pork please.”
“Max, your lack of tact is showing again,” said Maria passing him the spicy pork dish. “And Michael, stop talking with mouth full of food, it’s disgusting.
“Sorry, it’s just that this is so important,” Max said to Michael, who was busy showing Maria the large chewed mass of food in his mouth. “We can’t afford to make any mistakes.”
“Excuse me, but do people think you can grow up!” shouted Isabelle. “Look, Max is right about one thing, we can’t afford to screw up. We have too much riding on this, like our lives.”
She stood up and walked over to the window and peered out at their mothers who were sitting at a dilapidated picnic table, talking.
“We can’t waste time sitting around, making jokes and acting like a bunch of stupid kids. We have to act, not react.”
“Isabelle, spare me the motivational speeches please,” Kyle snapped. “We’re all aware of what’s at stake here. You’re not the only person with something to lose.” He pushed past Isabelle and walked out the door; slamming it behind him with a force so hard it rattled the cabin.
“What’s wrong with him?” asked Isabelle, looking blankly at the others.
“Isabelle, you’ve got to be kidding, right?” Maria asked. “Never mind,” she added, shaking her head. “Just leave him alone, he’ll be back in a little while, why don’t we just get this stuff cleaned up and get to work?”
They made quick work of cleaning up the remnants of their meal and were just sitting down to start planning when Kyle walked back in.
“Hey, did I miss anything?” is all he said, ignoring his earlier outburst.
“No, we’re just getting started,” said Liz. “Is the mom patrol still outside?”
“Yeah, actually, it’s the mom and dad patrol now. They said to tell you they’d be in shortly.”
“Ok, first order of business is a plan to get into the building where they are located,” said Michael. “I still don’t see why we just can’t walk in through the front door.”
“Maybe because we don’t want to die, Space Boy,” Maria said, kissing his cheek to take the sting out of her comment.
“Actually, it’s a damn good idea,” said Jim Valenti as he walked through the door, followed closely by the other parents. “Some of us could go in through the front door, and the others could slip in unnoticed through the shipping and receiving area.” He spread a blue print of the building on the table and pointed to the loading docks.
“But what reason would we have for even being there, never mind going in through the front door? Liz asked, as Max yelled, “Us, there the only us going in there is us, not you!”
“One thing at a time,” said Geoff Parker calmly. “The building is for lease, we checked with a local agent, and it’s been on the market for several months. Nobody has any idea your friends are staying there. Two of you can get in there with one of us posing as a realtor and prospective customers.”
“Right, and a second group can go in through the loading dock, while the others will be on the outside, guarding the perimeter, making sure nobody escapes,” Jim said, picking up where Geoff left off.
“The point you seem to be missing is that we’re not letting you out there,” Max said. “You have no way of defending yourselves against them. We can’t risk anything happening to you.”
“Max,” his mother said gently. “This isn’t your decision. You kept us out of everything that happened before, when we could have helped you. We’re not going to let that happen again. You’re our children, and we love you, and we’ll do anything to protect you. You, above all others should know what a parent would do to protect a child.”
Max walked towards the kitchen area as he mulled over his mother’s words. On one level, he knew she was right, he would do anything, including die to protect his son. But on another level, he didn’t want to put his parents, or any of the parents in the path of danger.
He reached into the fridge and pulled out several sodas and walked back over to the planning area and handed them out.
“I can’t stop you, and I won’t speak for the others, but I just want to go on the record as saying I don’t like it at all. I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you because of us.”
“Max, we’re adults, we can take care of ourselves, and we know the risks. We’re not going into this blind,” his father said. “Besides, there is something you don’t know about that may help just a little. All of us are crack shots with pistols and rifles. After you all left after graduation, and we found out what was going on, Jim took all of us out to a shooting range and made sure we had at least one way to defend ourselves.”
“Yeah, but guns aren’t going to be any match,” began Liz.
“Against the powers they have. We know,” interrupted Amy. “But they are not going to be expecting it, so it can’t hurt either.”
“Mom, you, the uber-pacifist using a gun?” Maria cried in shock.
“Amazingly enough, she’s the best shot out of all of us,” Nancy Parker said with a laugh. “She’s a regular Annie Oakley.”
“I think I need some cedar oil,” Maria said faintly.
“Ok, we have a plan to get in there,” said Max. “But what about Jesse? We really should try and get some more information about him before we do anything.”
“What about Jesse?” asked Philip and Diane together.
Isabelle explained about her expedition to the cemetery and everything she overheard.
“So we don’t know for sure if he betrayed us, or if he is being mind warped. We just don’t know what to do.”
“Well, you are positive he is a human, right?” asked Geoff. When the others nod, he continued, “Why not try taking him alive, and getting him out and containing him. We can restrain him with Jim’s handcuffs and keep him here until we know for sure what the situation is.”
“And what if we find out he is a traitor?” asked Isabelle. “What do we do with him then?”
Kyle walked up the distraught girl and took her hand. “We deal with that when it happens Isabelle, and not a moment before. We can’t play the what if game with this. The important thing is to get him out of there and keep him safe. Don’t waste time or energy worrying about anything else right now.”
Liz sat back and looked at Kyle in amazement. Even with his heart totally destroyed by this new turn of events, he still had Isabelle’s best interest at heart.
“Kyle’s right. We can’t think about anything right now about getting in there. I really wish there was some way we could check that place out some more. Maybe get an idea of how many people they have in there and where they are located,” she said.
“How about if we spend tomorrow checking the place out?” asked Michael. “We can break up into teams of two and keep it under surveillance. Four hour shifts, with one of us and a parent on each team.”
“That is a great idea Michael,” said Jim. “Why don’t you break us up into teams? I have to run out to my truck for a second. Philip, Geoff, want to give me a hand?” The three men walked outside while Michael grabs a pad and started making a surveillance schedule.
Midnight – 4:00 a.m. Michael-Amy.
4:00 a.m. - 8:00 a.m. Philip – Liz
8:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m. Kyle – Diane
12:00 p.m.- 4:00 p.m. Max – Nancy
4:00 p.m. – 8:00 p.m. Jim – Geoff
8:00 p.m. – Midnight Isabelle – Maria
Michael scribbled some quick copies and handed out assignments as Jim and the others walked through the door, the arms loaded down with loaded duffle bags. They placed the bags on the floor and pull ed out walkie-talkies, night vision goggles, and binoculars. In another bag, the kids got a glimpse of guns, holsters and boxes of bullets.
“Holy shit,” Kyle exclaimed. “Were you planning on starting world war three or something?
“I started amassing all of this stuff after you left. I didn’t know if you’d be back, but I figured if you did come home, it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared. Ok, each one of us gets a gun. We are licensed to carry one,” Jim said, glancing at the surveillance schedule Michael handed him. “Isabelle, Maria, neither one of you can carry a gun legally. Michael, would you mind if I moved Maria around in your rotation and took her with me and Isabelle and Geoff go together?”
“Yeah, that makes sense, that way you have someone with our powers, and someone with a gun,” Michael agreed. “Ok, Ms. DeLuca and I have the first shift. We should probably head over there now, if you’re ready.”
“Just a minute,” Amy said as she grabbed a gun and holster from the bag and straps it on. She checked the weapon and loaded it and set the safety on. She then grabbed some ammo and stuffed it into her jacket pocket.
“Ok, now I’m ready,” she said. Nancy handed her a pack filled with water and snacks, the night goggles and a walkie-talkie. She took the pack, flung it over her shoulder and headed for the doorr.
“I really, really need some cedar oil now,” whispered Maria as she hugged her mother and Michael goodbye and watched as they walked out the door.
“Ok, the way I see it, if we try and come around the back of the building,” said Michael as he shoveled a forkful of sweet and sour pork into his mouth, “we can sneak in after dark, and they’ll never see us coming.”
“Michael as plans go, that one pretty much sucks,” said Max. “Pass the mushu pork please.”
“Max, your lack of tact is showing again,” said Maria passing him the spicy pork dish. “And Michael, stop talking with mouth full of food, it’s disgusting.
“Sorry, it’s just that this is so important,” Max said to Michael, who was busy showing Maria the large chewed mass of food in his mouth. “We can’t afford to make any mistakes.”
“Excuse me, but do people think you can grow up!” shouted Isabelle. “Look, Max is right about one thing, we can’t afford to screw up. We have too much riding on this, like our lives.”
She stood up and walked over to the window and peered out at their mothers who were sitting at a dilapidated picnic table, talking.
“We can’t waste time sitting around, making jokes and acting like a bunch of stupid kids. We have to act, not react.”
“Isabelle, spare me the motivational speeches please,” Kyle snapped. “We’re all aware of what’s at stake here. You’re not the only person with something to lose.” He pushed past Isabelle and walked out the door; slamming it behind him with a force so hard it rattled the cabin.
“What’s wrong with him?” asked Isabelle, looking blankly at the others.
“Isabelle, you’ve got to be kidding, right?” Maria asked. “Never mind,” she added, shaking her head. “Just leave him alone, he’ll be back in a little while, why don’t we just get this stuff cleaned up and get to work?”
They made quick work of cleaning up the remnants of their meal and were just sitting down to start planning when Kyle walked back in.
“Hey, did I miss anything?” is all he said, ignoring his earlier outburst.
“No, we’re just getting started,” said Liz. “Is the mom patrol still outside?”
“Yeah, actually, it’s the mom and dad patrol now. They said to tell you they’d be in shortly.”
“Ok, first order of business is a plan to get into the building where they are located,” said Michael. “I still don’t see why we just can’t walk in through the front door.”
“Maybe because we don’t want to die, Space Boy,” Maria said, kissing his cheek to take the sting out of her comment.
“Actually, it’s a damn good idea,” said Jim Valenti as he walked through the door, followed closely by the other parents. “Some of us could go in through the front door, and the others could slip in unnoticed through the shipping and receiving area.” He spread a blue print of the building on the table and pointed to the loading docks.
“But what reason would we have for even being there, never mind going in through the front door? Liz asked, as Max yelled, “Us, there the only us going in there is us, not you!”
“One thing at a time,” said Geoff Parker calmly. “The building is for lease, we checked with a local agent, and it’s been on the market for several months. Nobody has any idea your friends are staying there. Two of you can get in there with one of us posing as a realtor and prospective customers.”
“Right, and a second group can go in through the loading dock, while the others will be on the outside, guarding the perimeter, making sure nobody escapes,” Jim said, picking up where Geoff left off.
“The point you seem to be missing is that we’re not letting you out there,” Max said. “You have no way of defending yourselves against them. We can’t risk anything happening to you.”
“Max,” his mother said gently. “This isn’t your decision. You kept us out of everything that happened before, when we could have helped you. We’re not going to let that happen again. You’re our children, and we love you, and we’ll do anything to protect you. You, above all others should know what a parent would do to protect a child.”
Max walked towards the kitchen area as he mulled over his mother’s words. On one level, he knew she was right, he would do anything, including die to protect his son. But on another level, he didn’t want to put his parents, or any of the parents in the path of danger.
He reached into the fridge and pulled out several sodas and walked back over to the planning area and handed them out.
“I can’t stop you, and I won’t speak for the others, but I just want to go on the record as saying I don’t like it at all. I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you because of us.”
“Max, we’re adults, we can take care of ourselves, and we know the risks. We’re not going into this blind,” his father said. “Besides, there is something you don’t know about that may help just a little. All of us are crack shots with pistols and rifles. After you all left after graduation, and we found out what was going on, Jim took all of us out to a shooting range and made sure we had at least one way to defend ourselves.”
“Yeah, but guns aren’t going to be any match,” began Liz.
“Against the powers they have. We know,” interrupted Amy. “But they are not going to be expecting it, so it can’t hurt either.”
“Mom, you, the uber-pacifist using a gun?” Maria cried in shock.
“Amazingly enough, she’s the best shot out of all of us,” Nancy Parker said with a laugh. “She’s a regular Annie Oakley.”
“I think I need some cedar oil,” Maria said faintly.
“Ok, we have a plan to get in there,” said Max. “But what about Jesse? We really should try and get some more information about him before we do anything.”
“What about Jesse?” asked Philip and Diane together.
Isabelle explained about her expedition to the cemetery and everything she overheard.
“So we don’t know for sure if he betrayed us, or if he is being mind warped. We just don’t know what to do.”
“Well, you are positive he is a human, right?” asked Geoff. When the others nod, he continued, “Why not try taking him alive, and getting him out and containing him. We can restrain him with Jim’s handcuffs and keep him here until we know for sure what the situation is.”
“And what if we find out he is a traitor?” asked Isabelle. “What do we do with him then?”
Kyle walked up the distraught girl and took her hand. “We deal with that when it happens Isabelle, and not a moment before. We can’t play the what if game with this. The important thing is to get him out of there and keep him safe. Don’t waste time or energy worrying about anything else right now.”
Liz sat back and looked at Kyle in amazement. Even with his heart totally destroyed by this new turn of events, he still had Isabelle’s best interest at heart.
“Kyle’s right. We can’t think about anything right now about getting in there. I really wish there was some way we could check that place out some more. Maybe get an idea of how many people they have in there and where they are located,” she said.
“How about if we spend tomorrow checking the place out?” asked Michael. “We can break up into teams of two and keep it under surveillance. Four hour shifts, with one of us and a parent on each team.”
“That is a great idea Michael,” said Jim. “Why don’t you break us up into teams? I have to run out to my truck for a second. Philip, Geoff, want to give me a hand?” The three men walked outside while Michael grabs a pad and started making a surveillance schedule.
Midnight – 4:00 a.m. Michael-Amy.
4:00 a.m. - 8:00 a.m. Philip – Liz
8:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m. Kyle – Diane
12:00 p.m.- 4:00 p.m. Max – Nancy
4:00 p.m. – 8:00 p.m. Jim – Geoff
8:00 p.m. – Midnight Isabelle – Maria
Michael scribbled some quick copies and handed out assignments as Jim and the others walked through the door, the arms loaded down with loaded duffle bags. They placed the bags on the floor and pull ed out walkie-talkies, night vision goggles, and binoculars. In another bag, the kids got a glimpse of guns, holsters and boxes of bullets.
“Holy shit,” Kyle exclaimed. “Were you planning on starting world war three or something?
“I started amassing all of this stuff after you left. I didn’t know if you’d be back, but I figured if you did come home, it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared. Ok, each one of us gets a gun. We are licensed to carry one,” Jim said, glancing at the surveillance schedule Michael handed him. “Isabelle, Maria, neither one of you can carry a gun legally. Michael, would you mind if I moved Maria around in your rotation and took her with me and Isabelle and Geoff go together?”
“Yeah, that makes sense, that way you have someone with our powers, and someone with a gun,” Michael agreed. “Ok, Ms. DeLuca and I have the first shift. We should probably head over there now, if you’re ready.”
“Just a minute,” Amy said as she grabbed a gun and holster from the bag and straps it on. She checked the weapon and loaded it and set the safety on. She then grabbed some ammo and stuffed it into her jacket pocket.
“Ok, now I’m ready,” she said. Nancy handed her a pack filled with water and snacks, the night goggles and a walkie-talkie. She took the pack, flung it over her shoulder and headed for the doorr.
“I really, really need some cedar oil now,” whispered Maria as she hugged her mother and Michael goodbye and watched as they walked out the door.
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Another Chapter!
Ooh, another chapter! I don't know how you find the time and inspiration to write these chapters. Anyway, it was a great chapter and I'm held in suspense! I can't wait to find out how their plan goes.<br><br>-Lauren <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 50 added 7/10/02
Part 50
Michael and Amy parked their car about a half a mile from the empty factory building where the Antarians were hiding. Michael hefted the backpack onto his shoulder and he and Amy hiked towards the building. As luck would have it, there was a small grove of trees about 100 yards from the building, and Amy and Michael set up camp there. Amy pulled the night vision goggles out of the bag and passed them to Michael. He took them and looked at them, and Amy, oddly.
“Um, don’t you want them?” he asked. “After all, you’re the expert at this stuff.”
“Hardly Michael, what I am is a scared mom who will do anything to protect the people that she loves. Much like you would do anything to protect the people you love,” said Amy, her voice trembling slightly. Now what I want you to do is tell me everything that you see, and I’ll jot down some notes. Maybe you could also sketch some pictures of the people in there.”
“Uh, I’m not really very good at drawing. The only thing I’ve ever drawn is that dome thing.”
“That’s bull Michael, and I don’t want to hear it. You can do it and you know it. You just don’t do it because you don’t want to make yourself vulnerable through your art,” Amy snapped at him. “Now you’re a part of my family, and in my family, I’m the boss. So don’t give me any crap. Pick up those glasses and start looking!”
Michael quickly complied and for the next four hours, he and Amy observed and took notes. Shortly before 4:00 a.m., Philip and Liz arrived and carried on a whispered conversation with Amy and Michael, as they shared their observations with the two newcomers. Amy and Michael trudged wearily back to their car, while Liz and Philip set up their own observation center.
“Well, I don’t have Michael’s artistic ability, but I do have a camera with a telephoto lens so we can snap some shots of the bad guys,” said Philip.
“Cool, where’d you get that Mr. Evans?”
Philip had the grace to look ashamed as he admitted to buying to use when he decided to spy on Max. “But it’s being used for a far more noble purpose now,” he joked with Liz. “And Liz, I know we’ve never really had the opportunity to get to know each other, but you are married to my son. Do you think you could manage to call me Philip?”
“I’d like that,” Liz said shyly.
For several hours, they make small talk, and jot down several observations. Shortly after the sun began to peak over the eastern horizon, Liz started to stare intently at the building.
“Wait, something’s going on over there.” She grabbed a set of binoculars and focused on the front door. “That’s him,” she said under her breath.
“That’s who?” asked Philip, looking through his own set of binoculars.
“Well, I know him as Dr. Henderson. He was my supervisor at the last hospital I worked in, but Isabelle thinks that he’s Kivar. He’s the monster that started all of this.”
Philip looked again through the glasses, then grabbed the camera and snapped a few photos of the man. “Well, monster he may be, but if it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t have Max, Isabelle or Michael.”
“Well, that’s true, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to kill him nevertheless. I wonder if I could blast him from here?” she mused out loud.
“You’re not really going to try that are you?” Philip asked, worriedly. “We are just supposed to be observing here.”
“Don’t worry,” she laughed. “I won’t really, but it sure feels good thinking about it.”
There was more movement at the building and Liz raised the glasses to her face again.
“Oh look, there is the estimable Agent Feltcher on the left. I don’t know who the guy is on the other side of Kivar.”
Philip raised the camera and snapped photos of the two new arrivals. “Who’s Feltcher?”
“Well, as far as I’m concerned, he’s more like Barney Fife than anything else. He is a total bumbling idiot. He was the one tracking us the last place we lived,” said Liz.
“Well, he couldn’t have been too incompetent if he managed to trail you this far.”
“Not really, they planted tracking devices on us, but we found them and got rid of them.”
“And yet, here they are,” Philip countered.
“That’s true,” she admitted. “I guess we’re just working under the assumption that they knew we’d eventually come back here.”
“Maybe, but it’s something that bears looking into,” Philip said as he looked at his watch. “Hmmm, it’s 7:30, Kyle and Diane should be showing up anytime now.”
“Are you speaking of us,” whispered Diane as she and Kyle approached the stand of trees.
“Prompt as always,” joked Philip. “Remember that Liz, men love a woman who is on time.”
“We moved your car to an access road about a mile in that direction,” Kyle said pointing to the left, after greeting Liz and Philip. “We figured there was bound to be some activity on the main drive here and we didn’t want to take any chances.”
“Good thinking,” Liz said. She proceeded to fill Kyle and Diane Evans in on what they saw during their shift. She showed them Michael’s sketches, and Philip showed them how to work the camera.
As they were preparing to leave, Diane hugged Liz and whispered “Thank you for bringing my son home.” Liz just hugged her back and smiled at her.
Kyle and Diane’s shift passed uneventfully, as did those of Max and Nancy and Geoff and Maria. All three groups snapped photos of unidentified Antarians and noted down the comings and goings, but that was it. Jim and Isabelle arrived for the final shift of the night and settled down.
“I’m sorry I had to switch with Geoff tonight Isabelle, but I got stuck pulling an extra shift today. I hated like hell to leave Maria and Geoff out here, but there wasn’t any way around it.”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, they all had a really quite day,” Isabelle said. “Maybe we’ll have a quite night as well.”
Both hope for an uneventful and quiet night, but they don’t get their wish. At around 10:00 at night, bright bursts of light began to emanate from the building.
“What the hell was that?” questioned the sheriff.
“I don’t know, but we need to get closer and find out,” Isabelle answered.
“Isabelle, we can’t. It’s too dangerous for us to try that.”
“Damn, I know, but I feel so helpless just sitting here.” She grabbed the night vision glasses and raised them up to her eyes.
“Oh my God! Jim, how many people did everyone observe during the day?”
“Between eight and ten I think? Why?”
“Because there are at least 20 people in there now. I think those flashes of light we’ve been seeing are more of Kivar’s army joining him. He’s preparing for a war!”
Michael and Amy parked their car about a half a mile from the empty factory building where the Antarians were hiding. Michael hefted the backpack onto his shoulder and he and Amy hiked towards the building. As luck would have it, there was a small grove of trees about 100 yards from the building, and Amy and Michael set up camp there. Amy pulled the night vision goggles out of the bag and passed them to Michael. He took them and looked at them, and Amy, oddly.
“Um, don’t you want them?” he asked. “After all, you’re the expert at this stuff.”
“Hardly Michael, what I am is a scared mom who will do anything to protect the people that she loves. Much like you would do anything to protect the people you love,” said Amy, her voice trembling slightly. Now what I want you to do is tell me everything that you see, and I’ll jot down some notes. Maybe you could also sketch some pictures of the people in there.”
“Uh, I’m not really very good at drawing. The only thing I’ve ever drawn is that dome thing.”
“That’s bull Michael, and I don’t want to hear it. You can do it and you know it. You just don’t do it because you don’t want to make yourself vulnerable through your art,” Amy snapped at him. “Now you’re a part of my family, and in my family, I’m the boss. So don’t give me any crap. Pick up those glasses and start looking!”
Michael quickly complied and for the next four hours, he and Amy observed and took notes. Shortly before 4:00 a.m., Philip and Liz arrived and carried on a whispered conversation with Amy and Michael, as they shared their observations with the two newcomers. Amy and Michael trudged wearily back to their car, while Liz and Philip set up their own observation center.
“Well, I don’t have Michael’s artistic ability, but I do have a camera with a telephoto lens so we can snap some shots of the bad guys,” said Philip.
“Cool, where’d you get that Mr. Evans?”
Philip had the grace to look ashamed as he admitted to buying to use when he decided to spy on Max. “But it’s being used for a far more noble purpose now,” he joked with Liz. “And Liz, I know we’ve never really had the opportunity to get to know each other, but you are married to my son. Do you think you could manage to call me Philip?”
“I’d like that,” Liz said shyly.
For several hours, they make small talk, and jot down several observations. Shortly after the sun began to peak over the eastern horizon, Liz started to stare intently at the building.
“Wait, something’s going on over there.” She grabbed a set of binoculars and focused on the front door. “That’s him,” she said under her breath.
“That’s who?” asked Philip, looking through his own set of binoculars.
“Well, I know him as Dr. Henderson. He was my supervisor at the last hospital I worked in, but Isabelle thinks that he’s Kivar. He’s the monster that started all of this.”
Philip looked again through the glasses, then grabbed the camera and snapped a few photos of the man. “Well, monster he may be, but if it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t have Max, Isabelle or Michael.”
“Well, that’s true, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to kill him nevertheless. I wonder if I could blast him from here?” she mused out loud.
“You’re not really going to try that are you?” Philip asked, worriedly. “We are just supposed to be observing here.”
“Don’t worry,” she laughed. “I won’t really, but it sure feels good thinking about it.”
There was more movement at the building and Liz raised the glasses to her face again.
“Oh look, there is the estimable Agent Feltcher on the left. I don’t know who the guy is on the other side of Kivar.”
Philip raised the camera and snapped photos of the two new arrivals. “Who’s Feltcher?”
“Well, as far as I’m concerned, he’s more like Barney Fife than anything else. He is a total bumbling idiot. He was the one tracking us the last place we lived,” said Liz.
“Well, he couldn’t have been too incompetent if he managed to trail you this far.”
“Not really, they planted tracking devices on us, but we found them and got rid of them.”
“And yet, here they are,” Philip countered.
“That’s true,” she admitted. “I guess we’re just working under the assumption that they knew we’d eventually come back here.”
“Maybe, but it’s something that bears looking into,” Philip said as he looked at his watch. “Hmmm, it’s 7:30, Kyle and Diane should be showing up anytime now.”
“Are you speaking of us,” whispered Diane as she and Kyle approached the stand of trees.
“Prompt as always,” joked Philip. “Remember that Liz, men love a woman who is on time.”
“We moved your car to an access road about a mile in that direction,” Kyle said pointing to the left, after greeting Liz and Philip. “We figured there was bound to be some activity on the main drive here and we didn’t want to take any chances.”
“Good thinking,” Liz said. She proceeded to fill Kyle and Diane Evans in on what they saw during their shift. She showed them Michael’s sketches, and Philip showed them how to work the camera.
As they were preparing to leave, Diane hugged Liz and whispered “Thank you for bringing my son home.” Liz just hugged her back and smiled at her.
Kyle and Diane’s shift passed uneventfully, as did those of Max and Nancy and Geoff and Maria. All three groups snapped photos of unidentified Antarians and noted down the comings and goings, but that was it. Jim and Isabelle arrived for the final shift of the night and settled down.
“I’m sorry I had to switch with Geoff tonight Isabelle, but I got stuck pulling an extra shift today. I hated like hell to leave Maria and Geoff out here, but there wasn’t any way around it.”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, they all had a really quite day,” Isabelle said. “Maybe we’ll have a quite night as well.”
Both hope for an uneventful and quiet night, but they don’t get their wish. At around 10:00 at night, bright bursts of light began to emanate from the building.
“What the hell was that?” questioned the sheriff.
“I don’t know, but we need to get closer and find out,” Isabelle answered.
“Isabelle, we can’t. It’s too dangerous for us to try that.”
“Damn, I know, but I feel so helpless just sitting here.” She grabbed the night vision glasses and raised them up to her eyes.
“Oh my God! Jim, how many people did everyone observe during the day?”
“Between eight and ten I think? Why?”
“Because there are at least 20 people in there now. I think those flashes of light we’ve been seeing are more of Kivar’s army joining him. He’s preparing for a war!”
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<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :jawdrop --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... m/eek2.gif ALT=":jawdrop"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> A war? On Earth? Uh-oh - I don't like the sound of that!! Come back and make this right! <br> <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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OMB! an army?! how will the podsquad handle this? <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 my! A war?! What is going to happen now?! What's going to be the group's next plan?!<br><br>Oh and btw I loved the part where Amy told Michael how it was lol. "...now you're part of my family, and in my family, I'm the boss!" LOL I was laughing so far. The whole speech was hilarious. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> I liked the bit of humor mixed in with all that serious stuff.<br><br>-Lauren <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 51 added 7/11/02
Part 51
Jim and Isabelle didn’t waste any time discussing the situation, they just grabbed their belongings and headed out to the car. Panting slightly from the exertion, Jim asked Isabelle to explain again what she saw.
“Look, lets just get out of here. I’ll explain it all again when we’re all together,” she said as they reached their hidden vehicle.
They stowed their belongings in the back, and were just about to climb in when Isabelle raised a cautioning hand to Jim. In the distance they heard the indistinct sound of voices. Isabelle quietly made her way in the direction of the voices, motioning for Jim to stay behind. Jim didn’t want Isabelle going anywhere on her own, but there was no way to stop her without drawing attention to them.
After fifteen long agonizing minutes, Isabelle snuck back and climbed into the car. She nodded to Jim, and he started the SUV and the two headed back to the cabin.
“Isabelle, what happened, what did you hear?”
“I don’t want to talk about it now, Jim. Please, lets just wait until we’re all together.
Jim agreed because he knows arguing with Isabelle was nothing more than exercise in futility. Within a short time, they arrived at the cabin. Isabelle jumped out of the vehicle before Jim even had a chance to stop it completely, and rushed inside. Jim made quick work of parking and rushed inside to join the others. Isabelle was sitting in a chair, her face dead white.
“Dad, what the hell happened to her?” Kyle demanded as he tried to get Isabelle to drink a glass of water.
Jim quickly filled them in on what they observed inside of the factory. When he explained about the arrival of more Antarians, Isabelle stood up and started speaking.
“There was a flash of light, which was almost blinding because of the night vision goggles, but when I looked again, there were more people in the room,” she said.
“Well, maybe they were like the second shift and had been sleeping all day,” Maria contributed, hopefully.”
“No,” said Isabelle, shooting her a look of disbelief. “Not dressed in the nice shiny space suit things they were wearing.”
“Didn’t anyone tell them the correct phrase is beam me UP Scotty, not beam me DOWN,” quipped Kyle, trying to break the tension.
“Shut up Valenti,” Michael said. “Iz, what happened after that?”
“Well, we started to get out of there, but I heard a noise, so I left Jim back at the car and went to investigate.”
”You what?” her father exploded. “Don’t you think that was dangerous Isabelle?”
“Right Dad, like my whole life hasn’t been dangerous. Anyhow, I snuck closer, and it was Jesse and another guy, and they were arguing. The first guy kept asking Jesse what he had told Kivar, but Jesse wouldn’t answer him. The argument escalated, when suddenly, the other guy stepped back from Jesse, and he started to really concentrate hard, then he asked Jesse again what he had told Kivar. Jesse finally answered and said he told Kivar exactly what he wanted to hear.”
“Oh Isabelle,” cried Liz, rushing over to hug her sister-in-law. “I’m sorry, I really, really am sorry. Is there anything else you want to tell us, or do you want to stop for a while?”
“No, I’ll keep going; I just want to get it over with. This guy, I think Jesse called him Naloch. Anyhow, he asked Jesse to tell him exactly what he told Kivar, when all of a sudden, Jesse passed out. This Naloch was really angry and complained that he was having a difficult time using his powers in our atmosphere, and that he hoped they stabilized after a few days. Then he grabbed Jesse and started dragging him back to the building. That’s when I took off.”
“Ok, this is good,” said Michael. “We can use this.”
“How can you say it’s good Michael?” said Maria. “Look at Isabelle. She’s torn apart. How can any of this be good?”
“Because we know Kivar’s bringing in reinforcements, and we know their powers are out of whack. If we act now, we stand a good chance of bringing them down.”
“Michael’s right” said Max. “We can’t put this off any longer. We have to move in tomorrow. Is everybody clear on their roles?”
The others nod in agreement. “Well then, I suggest we all get some sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be a busy day,” he said grabbing a sleeping bag. He looked at Liz and she wordlessly followed him out the door.
Once they were outside, Max took her hand, and they walked down by the lake to a secluded little stand of trees they had seen earlier. Spreading the sleeping bag out on the ground, they quickly shed their clothing and climbed inside together.
“Max, I love you,” Liz said as she pressed kisses along his neck. “I don’t think I want tomorrow to come.”
“I don’t either Liz, but it always does, nothing will ever change that, and live or die, the tomorrows keep coming.”
“Cut the profound crap Max and take advantage of me already,” Liz said.
Max willingly complied with her request, and began to kiss her passionately. After their lovemaking was complete, they laid together, wrapped in each other’s arms.
“Max,” she whispered. “Are you asleep?”
“No,” he said in a drowsy voice.
“Good, listen, I was wrong before. I don’t care about tomorrow anymore because we have right now, and nothing can ever be better than that.”
Jim and Isabelle didn’t waste any time discussing the situation, they just grabbed their belongings and headed out to the car. Panting slightly from the exertion, Jim asked Isabelle to explain again what she saw.
“Look, lets just get out of here. I’ll explain it all again when we’re all together,” she said as they reached their hidden vehicle.
They stowed their belongings in the back, and were just about to climb in when Isabelle raised a cautioning hand to Jim. In the distance they heard the indistinct sound of voices. Isabelle quietly made her way in the direction of the voices, motioning for Jim to stay behind. Jim didn’t want Isabelle going anywhere on her own, but there was no way to stop her without drawing attention to them.
After fifteen long agonizing minutes, Isabelle snuck back and climbed into the car. She nodded to Jim, and he started the SUV and the two headed back to the cabin.
“Isabelle, what happened, what did you hear?”
“I don’t want to talk about it now, Jim. Please, lets just wait until we’re all together.
Jim agreed because he knows arguing with Isabelle was nothing more than exercise in futility. Within a short time, they arrived at the cabin. Isabelle jumped out of the vehicle before Jim even had a chance to stop it completely, and rushed inside. Jim made quick work of parking and rushed inside to join the others. Isabelle was sitting in a chair, her face dead white.
“Dad, what the hell happened to her?” Kyle demanded as he tried to get Isabelle to drink a glass of water.
Jim quickly filled them in on what they observed inside of the factory. When he explained about the arrival of more Antarians, Isabelle stood up and started speaking.
“There was a flash of light, which was almost blinding because of the night vision goggles, but when I looked again, there were more people in the room,” she said.
“Well, maybe they were like the second shift and had been sleeping all day,” Maria contributed, hopefully.”
“No,” said Isabelle, shooting her a look of disbelief. “Not dressed in the nice shiny space suit things they were wearing.”
“Didn’t anyone tell them the correct phrase is beam me UP Scotty, not beam me DOWN,” quipped Kyle, trying to break the tension.
“Shut up Valenti,” Michael said. “Iz, what happened after that?”
“Well, we started to get out of there, but I heard a noise, so I left Jim back at the car and went to investigate.”
”You what?” her father exploded. “Don’t you think that was dangerous Isabelle?”
“Right Dad, like my whole life hasn’t been dangerous. Anyhow, I snuck closer, and it was Jesse and another guy, and they were arguing. The first guy kept asking Jesse what he had told Kivar, but Jesse wouldn’t answer him. The argument escalated, when suddenly, the other guy stepped back from Jesse, and he started to really concentrate hard, then he asked Jesse again what he had told Kivar. Jesse finally answered and said he told Kivar exactly what he wanted to hear.”
“Oh Isabelle,” cried Liz, rushing over to hug her sister-in-law. “I’m sorry, I really, really am sorry. Is there anything else you want to tell us, or do you want to stop for a while?”
“No, I’ll keep going; I just want to get it over with. This guy, I think Jesse called him Naloch. Anyhow, he asked Jesse to tell him exactly what he told Kivar, when all of a sudden, Jesse passed out. This Naloch was really angry and complained that he was having a difficult time using his powers in our atmosphere, and that he hoped they stabilized after a few days. Then he grabbed Jesse and started dragging him back to the building. That’s when I took off.”
“Ok, this is good,” said Michael. “We can use this.”
“How can you say it’s good Michael?” said Maria. “Look at Isabelle. She’s torn apart. How can any of this be good?”
“Because we know Kivar’s bringing in reinforcements, and we know their powers are out of whack. If we act now, we stand a good chance of bringing them down.”
“Michael’s right” said Max. “We can’t put this off any longer. We have to move in tomorrow. Is everybody clear on their roles?”
The others nod in agreement. “Well then, I suggest we all get some sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be a busy day,” he said grabbing a sleeping bag. He looked at Liz and she wordlessly followed him out the door.
Once they were outside, Max took her hand, and they walked down by the lake to a secluded little stand of trees they had seen earlier. Spreading the sleeping bag out on the ground, they quickly shed their clothing and climbed inside together.
“Max, I love you,” Liz said as she pressed kisses along his neck. “I don’t think I want tomorrow to come.”
“I don’t either Liz, but it always does, nothing will ever change that, and live or die, the tomorrows keep coming.”
“Cut the profound crap Max and take advantage of me already,” Liz said.
Max willingly complied with her request, and began to kiss her passionately. After their lovemaking was complete, they laid together, wrapped in each other’s arms.
“Max,” she whispered. “Are you asleep?”
“No,” he said in a drowsy voice.
“Good, listen, I was wrong before. I don’t care about tomorrow anymore because we have right now, and nothing can ever be better than that.”
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 51 added 7/11/02
Another great chapter Tracie! Gosh, there's gonna be some major action in the next couple of chapters it seems! Can't wait to see what happens, this was another great chapter. And Max and Liz are so cute and sappy. But sappy in a good way! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Can't wait for more.<br><br>-Lauren<br><br>P.S. Looks like I'm the first to read and give feedback! I feel special <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><br><br><br><center>---------------------------------------------------------<br><img src="http://www.oddworldz.com/roswell/pic/su ... ren~<br><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/blossom ... tml">Click here and Check Out My New Site!</a></p><i></i>
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yay tracie!<br><br>i hope today isn't all they have. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :eek --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... ns/eek.gif ALT=":eek"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><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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*sigh* How sweet!<br><br> <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">And I believe</FONT><center> <center><font color="F8F8FF">That angels breathe</FONT><center> <center><font color="FF8C00 ">And that love will live on and never leave</FONT><center><center>*************<center>************* <center><font color="006400 ">Muse, come out, come out wherever you are!</FONT></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 52 added 7/12/02
Part 52
The sun peeked over the horizon, lighting the sky with the palest shades of gold and pink. Max kissed his wife awake, and the two of them greeted the dawn in their own personal way. After the sun had fully risen, they climbed from their sleeping bag and headed back into the cabin. Michael and Maria were sitting on the steps with steaming mugs of coffee in their hands, also enjoying the new morning.
Wordlessly, Michael pointed towards another part of the beach where a large flat stone rested. Max and Liz looked to where he was pointing, and saw Kyle sitting on the rock, facing the newly risen sun while he meditated. Coming down the path at a fast clip, Isabelle finished her morning jog and started stretching to cool down. Kyle finished his meditation and walked back to join the others. Silently, the six friends sat, not speaking, but enjoying these last few peaceful minutes together. Each one knowing, it could be their last.
From inside the cabin, Nancy Parker peeked out through the curtained windows to watch her daughter and her friends. Tears slowly slipped down her cheeks. Geoff joined her at the window and slipped his arm around her waist.
“Look at them,” he whispered. “They’re so accepting of what may happen. How did they get so strong?”
“They’re that strong, because they had to be,” said Jim joining them at the window. “Max Isabelle and Michael worked so hard to keep everybody out of their little circle, but all of that changed the day Max saved Liz. Michael and Isabelle were so certain Max had made a mistake, and had jeopardized them all, but now they all know that together they are far stronger than they are apart.”
“Those poor kids, they’ve had to face so much. Things nobody should ever have to cope with. It’s amazing that they’ve survived this long,” said Philip from the sofa by the fireplace.
“Not poor, never poor,” said Jim. “They don’t think that about themselves, and I’ll be damned if we’re going to start thinking that way now! Those are six of the strongest kids I have ever seen. They’ll get through this like they have every other crisis they’ve faced. With strength, grit determination, and a lot of luck!”
Amy was about to say something when the door opens and the six kids walked inside. By unspoken agreement, each one of them went to stand by their parents. Michael hesitated for a second, but Diane reached out a hand and pulled her to him and hugged him tightly.
“It’s 6:30,” said Max, finally breaking the silence. “You all had best head back to town, and get ready. We’ll meet you at the CrashDown at 9:00. At that time, Mom, you’ll act as the real estate agent and escort Michael and Liz into the building, along with Geoff. Dad, you, and Maria and Nancy and Amy will hold down the perimeter, making sure nobody slips out. Jim, Isabelle, Kyle and I will sneak in through the loading docks. Is everybody clear on what they will be doing?” One by one they nod, Maria started to speak up, but had second thoughts, and closed her mouth abruptly.
“Maria, I know you want to be on the inside, but you don’t have any powers and you can’t handle a weapon very well. We need you outside for your own safety,” Max said, answering her unspoken comments. “Besides, we need you on the outside. You’re coordinating the communications. Kyle, don’t forget, you’re role is key here. Try to keep the lines of communication open with Liz or Michael at all times.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask, how is he going to do that. Won’t a walkie-talkie be noticeable?” asked Jim.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you dad,” said Kyle with a small grin.
“Tell me what?”
I can talk to you telepathically now. See look, no lips, Kyle said in his father’s mind.
“Jesus, Kyle, tell someone before you do that. Great telepathy, is this something I have to look forward to also?”
“I don’t know Dad,” Kyle answered. “Liz didn’t get it, but she gets the visions instead.”
“Yeah, speaking of which, has the Crystal Ball gotten anything lately,” asked Michael.
“Don’t call me that Guerin, and no, I haven’t had a vision since that last one where Maria, Kyle and I were trying to hook up with Max and Isabelle.”
“Damn, that would have been to helpful I suppose,” Michael grumbled.
“Come on Michael, it’s not like I can turn it on like a television you know,” Liz said.
“Will you all just shut up!” Isabelle spoke for the first time all morning. “I can’t deal with your childish squabbling right now. I just want this over with.”
“Look Isabelle,” Liz snapped, her eyes flashing with anger. “We’ve excused your behavior time and again because God knows what you are dealing with right now is horrible, but guess what. We’re all dealing with it too, and if this childish squabbling as you call it helps us get through it, then so be it.”
An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Liz grabbed a jacket and headed outside. I don’t care, she thought to herself. Someone had to say it. She isn’t the only one trying to cope with a lot right now. I don’t even think she realizes we all might die today. All she can focus on is Jesse. A door clicked behind her and in a matter of moments, Isabelle joined Liz outside.
“Liz, I’m sorry. I overreacted, that’s all there is too it,” said Isabelle. “There isn’t anything I can say to excuse myself. To be honest, I don’t want to excuse myself. I said it, it’s over with, and I just want to move on. Can we do that?”
“Yeah Isabelle, we can do that. Life is to short to worry about stupid outbursts on anyone’s part. Especially now.”
“Especially now,” Isabelle agreed. The door opened again, and the parents walked outside to head back to town. Isabelle and Liz hugged their parents, and watched as they drove off in their cars.
“Well, this is it,” Liz said. “Lets head inside and get the others. One way or another, it all ends today.”
The sun peeked over the horizon, lighting the sky with the palest shades of gold and pink. Max kissed his wife awake, and the two of them greeted the dawn in their own personal way. After the sun had fully risen, they climbed from their sleeping bag and headed back into the cabin. Michael and Maria were sitting on the steps with steaming mugs of coffee in their hands, also enjoying the new morning.
Wordlessly, Michael pointed towards another part of the beach where a large flat stone rested. Max and Liz looked to where he was pointing, and saw Kyle sitting on the rock, facing the newly risen sun while he meditated. Coming down the path at a fast clip, Isabelle finished her morning jog and started stretching to cool down. Kyle finished his meditation and walked back to join the others. Silently, the six friends sat, not speaking, but enjoying these last few peaceful minutes together. Each one knowing, it could be their last.
From inside the cabin, Nancy Parker peeked out through the curtained windows to watch her daughter and her friends. Tears slowly slipped down her cheeks. Geoff joined her at the window and slipped his arm around her waist.
“Look at them,” he whispered. “They’re so accepting of what may happen. How did they get so strong?”
“They’re that strong, because they had to be,” said Jim joining them at the window. “Max Isabelle and Michael worked so hard to keep everybody out of their little circle, but all of that changed the day Max saved Liz. Michael and Isabelle were so certain Max had made a mistake, and had jeopardized them all, but now they all know that together they are far stronger than they are apart.”
“Those poor kids, they’ve had to face so much. Things nobody should ever have to cope with. It’s amazing that they’ve survived this long,” said Philip from the sofa by the fireplace.
“Not poor, never poor,” said Jim. “They don’t think that about themselves, and I’ll be damned if we’re going to start thinking that way now! Those are six of the strongest kids I have ever seen. They’ll get through this like they have every other crisis they’ve faced. With strength, grit determination, and a lot of luck!”
Amy was about to say something when the door opens and the six kids walked inside. By unspoken agreement, each one of them went to stand by their parents. Michael hesitated for a second, but Diane reached out a hand and pulled her to him and hugged him tightly.
“It’s 6:30,” said Max, finally breaking the silence. “You all had best head back to town, and get ready. We’ll meet you at the CrashDown at 9:00. At that time, Mom, you’ll act as the real estate agent and escort Michael and Liz into the building, along with Geoff. Dad, you, and Maria and Nancy and Amy will hold down the perimeter, making sure nobody slips out. Jim, Isabelle, Kyle and I will sneak in through the loading docks. Is everybody clear on what they will be doing?” One by one they nod, Maria started to speak up, but had second thoughts, and closed her mouth abruptly.
“Maria, I know you want to be on the inside, but you don’t have any powers and you can’t handle a weapon very well. We need you outside for your own safety,” Max said, answering her unspoken comments. “Besides, we need you on the outside. You’re coordinating the communications. Kyle, don’t forget, you’re role is key here. Try to keep the lines of communication open with Liz or Michael at all times.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask, how is he going to do that. Won’t a walkie-talkie be noticeable?” asked Jim.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you dad,” said Kyle with a small grin.
“Tell me what?”
I can talk to you telepathically now. See look, no lips, Kyle said in his father’s mind.
“Jesus, Kyle, tell someone before you do that. Great telepathy, is this something I have to look forward to also?”
“I don’t know Dad,” Kyle answered. “Liz didn’t get it, but she gets the visions instead.”
“Yeah, speaking of which, has the Crystal Ball gotten anything lately,” asked Michael.
“Don’t call me that Guerin, and no, I haven’t had a vision since that last one where Maria, Kyle and I were trying to hook up with Max and Isabelle.”
“Damn, that would have been to helpful I suppose,” Michael grumbled.
“Come on Michael, it’s not like I can turn it on like a television you know,” Liz said.
“Will you all just shut up!” Isabelle spoke for the first time all morning. “I can’t deal with your childish squabbling right now. I just want this over with.”
“Look Isabelle,” Liz snapped, her eyes flashing with anger. “We’ve excused your behavior time and again because God knows what you are dealing with right now is horrible, but guess what. We’re all dealing with it too, and if this childish squabbling as you call it helps us get through it, then so be it.”
An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Liz grabbed a jacket and headed outside. I don’t care, she thought to herself. Someone had to say it. She isn’t the only one trying to cope with a lot right now. I don’t even think she realizes we all might die today. All she can focus on is Jesse. A door clicked behind her and in a matter of moments, Isabelle joined Liz outside.
“Liz, I’m sorry. I overreacted, that’s all there is too it,” said Isabelle. “There isn’t anything I can say to excuse myself. To be honest, I don’t want to excuse myself. I said it, it’s over with, and I just want to move on. Can we do that?”
“Yeah Isabelle, we can do that. Life is to short to worry about stupid outbursts on anyone’s part. Especially now.”
“Especially now,” Isabelle agreed. The door opened again, and the parents walked outside to head back to town. Isabelle and Liz hugged their parents, and watched as they drove off in their cars.
“Well, this is it,” Liz said. “Lets head inside and get the others. One way or another, it all ends today.”
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 52 added 7/12/02
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roswellkitkat
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 52 added 7/12/02
How very awesome! I am glad they are able to put their differences aside and get to the as$ kicking! <br><br>I ditto Patt'ys comment...thank you for updating on a regular basis! <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">And I believe</FONT><center> <center><font color="F8F8FF">That angels breathe</FONT><center> <center><font color="FF8C00 ">And that love will live on and never leave</FONT><center><center>*************<center>************* <center><font color=" FF8C00">Muse, come out, come out wherever you are!</FONT></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 53 added 7/14/02
Part 53
Isabelle took one last look around the cabin, to make sure they haven’t left anything behind. Over on the table she found a Boston Red Sox cap that belonged to Kyle. She picked it up and looked at it wistfully. Kyle, climbing down the wooden ladder to the loft, saw the look on her face.
“What’s up Isabelle?”
“Oh, Kyle, I thought I was alone in here.”
“Well, obviously, you’re not. Now come on, what’s up? Is it Jesse?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know,” she cried.
“Well, that really cleared it up for me, thanks Isabelle,” he said as he continued down the ladder. “Look, if you want to talk, I’ll listen, I always do, but I can’t deal with this wishy washy attitude poor me attitude you’ve had lately.”
Isabelle whirled around, her eyes flashing fire. “MY WHAT!” she shouted. “Excuse me for being in conflict here. My life is in a shambles, I may die today, my husband has either betrayed me or is controlled by my lover from a past life who is here bent on destroying us, and you are saying I’m having a wishy washy me attitude. Well you and all the others can just shove it up your!”
“Isabelle,” Kyle interrupted. “Do you feel better now?”
“No, I feel damn angry, that’s how I feel. I am sick to death of everyone criticizing me right now. I know I’ve been kind of a bitch lately, but I can’t help it. It’s not like I’m acting this way on purpose. And personally, I think all of you have been pretty damn selfish about recognizing the conflict I’m trying to deal with right now.”
“Isabelle,” Kyle said.
“And another thing, I thought all of you liked Jesse. Why is everyone so quick to doubt him and assume he is a traitor? Why aren’t you all just jumping up ready to save him?”
“Isabelle?”
“And another thing, why is it that,”
“ISABELLE!” Kyle shouted. “Will you shut up for a second and listen to me. Did you ever, for once think, and I mean really think about how this is affecting everybody else? They’re just about as torn up as you over Jesse. Maybe even more so on some level. We managed to protect everyone except for him. How do you think that’s making us feel? He risked a lot to help us escape and this is how we repay him, but letting him get captured by Kivar and mind raped. And just suppose he has been working willingly with Kivar all along. Isabelle, he fooled all of us. Every single one of us gave him our seal of approval, so if we’re not acting appropriately according to the Isabelle rule book, that’s why.”
“I, I never thought of any of that,” Isabelle said slowly.
“No, of course you didn’t, and none of us expected you to. We get how hard this is for you right now, but I think, we all think you should know us well enough to excuse a momentary lapse on our part.”
“God, I’ve been such an ass, haven’t I?”
”No, you’ve been a woman torn apart; it’s understandable, really. But, we’ve been struggling with it too, and I think you are forgetting about that.”
“No, Kyle, not forgetting, not even thinking about it,” Isabelle admitted ruefully. “I guess I have been kind of selfish at that.”
“Damn it, Isabelle, that’s NOT what I’m saying, now will you pay attention!” shouted Kyle. “Just once, see what’s right before your face.”
Isabelle took the baseball cap she’d been holding all this time, and placed it on her head.
“I think I get it Kyle, I really do. Do you mind if I wear this for luck? That way, if something does happen, and I don’t make it out, I’ll at least have a piece of my very best friend with me when I die.”
Kyle felt his heart plunge to his feet once again, but he dredged up a smile and reached over and adjusted the cap on her head.
“You’re not going to die, and of course you can wear my hat. And Isabelle, I’ll always be your friend. I only wish,” he paused.
“I know Kyle, I really do, but it isn’t, and in a way, I’m glad. I couldn’t stand it if anything got in the way of our being friends. You know, there are things you know about that I never told Jesse. I love you Kyle, and I always will, no matter what happens in our lives. There is something between us, a bond, and it can’t be broken, not ever.”
Kyle said nothing, there wasn’t anything to say to that. He stood up and held his hand out to Isabelle. She reached out and slipped her and in his, and they walked out of the cabin together towards a very uncertain future.
Isabelle took one last look around the cabin, to make sure they haven’t left anything behind. Over on the table she found a Boston Red Sox cap that belonged to Kyle. She picked it up and looked at it wistfully. Kyle, climbing down the wooden ladder to the loft, saw the look on her face.
“What’s up Isabelle?”
“Oh, Kyle, I thought I was alone in here.”
“Well, obviously, you’re not. Now come on, what’s up? Is it Jesse?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know,” she cried.
“Well, that really cleared it up for me, thanks Isabelle,” he said as he continued down the ladder. “Look, if you want to talk, I’ll listen, I always do, but I can’t deal with this wishy washy attitude poor me attitude you’ve had lately.”
Isabelle whirled around, her eyes flashing fire. “MY WHAT!” she shouted. “Excuse me for being in conflict here. My life is in a shambles, I may die today, my husband has either betrayed me or is controlled by my lover from a past life who is here bent on destroying us, and you are saying I’m having a wishy washy me attitude. Well you and all the others can just shove it up your!”
“Isabelle,” Kyle interrupted. “Do you feel better now?”
“No, I feel damn angry, that’s how I feel. I am sick to death of everyone criticizing me right now. I know I’ve been kind of a bitch lately, but I can’t help it. It’s not like I’m acting this way on purpose. And personally, I think all of you have been pretty damn selfish about recognizing the conflict I’m trying to deal with right now.”
“Isabelle,” Kyle said.
“And another thing, I thought all of you liked Jesse. Why is everyone so quick to doubt him and assume he is a traitor? Why aren’t you all just jumping up ready to save him?”
“Isabelle?”
“And another thing, why is it that,”
“ISABELLE!” Kyle shouted. “Will you shut up for a second and listen to me. Did you ever, for once think, and I mean really think about how this is affecting everybody else? They’re just about as torn up as you over Jesse. Maybe even more so on some level. We managed to protect everyone except for him. How do you think that’s making us feel? He risked a lot to help us escape and this is how we repay him, but letting him get captured by Kivar and mind raped. And just suppose he has been working willingly with Kivar all along. Isabelle, he fooled all of us. Every single one of us gave him our seal of approval, so if we’re not acting appropriately according to the Isabelle rule book, that’s why.”
“I, I never thought of any of that,” Isabelle said slowly.
“No, of course you didn’t, and none of us expected you to. We get how hard this is for you right now, but I think, we all think you should know us well enough to excuse a momentary lapse on our part.”
“God, I’ve been such an ass, haven’t I?”
”No, you’ve been a woman torn apart; it’s understandable, really. But, we’ve been struggling with it too, and I think you are forgetting about that.”
“No, Kyle, not forgetting, not even thinking about it,” Isabelle admitted ruefully. “I guess I have been kind of selfish at that.”
“Damn it, Isabelle, that’s NOT what I’m saying, now will you pay attention!” shouted Kyle. “Just once, see what’s right before your face.”
Isabelle took the baseball cap she’d been holding all this time, and placed it on her head.
“I think I get it Kyle, I really do. Do you mind if I wear this for luck? That way, if something does happen, and I don’t make it out, I’ll at least have a piece of my very best friend with me when I die.”
Kyle felt his heart plunge to his feet once again, but he dredged up a smile and reached over and adjusted the cap on her head.
“You’re not going to die, and of course you can wear my hat. And Isabelle, I’ll always be your friend. I only wish,” he paused.
“I know Kyle, I really do, but it isn’t, and in a way, I’m glad. I couldn’t stand it if anything got in the way of our being friends. You know, there are things you know about that I never told Jesse. I love you Kyle, and I always will, no matter what happens in our lives. There is something between us, a bond, and it can’t be broken, not ever.”
Kyle said nothing, there wasn’t anything to say to that. He stood up and held his hand out to Isabelle. She reached out and slipped her and in his, and they walked out of the cabin together towards a very uncertain future.
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splatty
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~part 53 added 7/14/02
oh you're killing us darling. when will you let us know how they kick butt?<br><br>oh btw, great part here . . poor kyle, you're saving him for you, aren't you? <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>i can't believe you updated again. you are a prolific genius. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><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>