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Posted: **Tue Jun 11, 2002 3:06 pm**

Phenomenal!!! <center> It is always surprising how small a part of life is taken up by meaningful moments. Most often they're over before they start even though they cast a light on the future and make the person who originated them unforgettable. Anna and the King</center>

Posted: **Tue Jun 11, 2002 3:25 pm**

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Just caught up Tracie!! Jesse had a transmitter in Isabels rings...........that's just low <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> Can't wait for more <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>******************************</center><center>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Posted: **Tue Jun 11, 2002 7:22 pm**

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> . Clever, having the parents using their kids old strategy room. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> . But that was a terrible misuse of ice cream,missy. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 1:07 am**

this story keeps getting better and better all the time

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 3:12 am**

Hi! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> I'm gonna try to catch up on this and get back to you later. Just saved the parts. Since I'm an M&M fan, I had to scan the story and see if they're gonna appear <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol">

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 8:50 am**

more! more! more! <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 10:40 am**

Part 28

The motor home rolled towards Roswell with Kyle behind the wheel, and Michael riding shotgun. Max and the others were asleep in the back. As they drew closer to their destination, Kyle drove slower and slower.

“Have I mentioned how much I happen to hate this particular idea?” he asked Michael.

“Only about a million times since we crossed over the New Mexico state line,” answered Michael.

“Well, I just want to make sure we’re clear on the subject!” said Kyle.

“I don’t like it much either Valenti, but Max and Liz are right,” said Michael. “We can’t keep running forever. We don’t have the resources to do that. Maria should get the chance to pursue the music career she’s always dreamed of. I don’t want her giving that up because of me.”

“Look, I said I hated the idea, not that I disagreed with it,” said Kyle. “You’re right, we all have so much to live for, if we can just find a way out of this mess. The way I see it, by coming back, we’re going to do that. We’re either going to get the FBI off our backs forever, or we’re going to end up dead. Either way, our problems are solved.”

Michael looked at Kyle in astonishment. “Jesus Valenti, you’re making me look like a freaking cheer leader here.”

“What, I don’t think there’s any point in being unrealistic,” said Kyle, his voice pragmatic. “Chances are, one, or all of us are going to end up dead. I just don’t see where we have any choice.”

Unable to come up with an answer to that, Michael stared out the passenger window into the never-ending darkness of the desert. The flashing lights of a police vehicle coming up behind them drew his attention away from the lack of scenery.

“Uh hey, enlightened one, I think you are about to get pulled over,” he said.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Kyle swore. “Why are we getting pulled over? I wasn’t speeding, was I?”

“Maybe the fact you were driving slower than someone’s grandma has something to do with it!” said Michael.

Kyle eased the motor home over to the side of the road and rolled down the window, and got his license out.

“Yes officer, what seems to be the problem?” he asked, turning his head to look at the officer, only to realize it was his dad. Deciding to have a little bit of fun, he surreptitiously waved his hand over his ID to change the name.

“Well, you have a broken tail lamp, sir,” said Jim. “I’m afraid I’ll have to give you a ticket for that. My I see your license and registration please?”

Kyle passes him the license, suppressing a smile.

“Thank you very much Mr.,” Jim paused to look at the license, stopped and looked again. “Mr. Wallbanger. Sir, may I see your license as well?” he asked Michael.

Michael figured out what Kyle was up to and quickly changed the name on his license before passing it to Jim Valenti.

“Ok,” said Jim, reaching out to take the license. “Thank you very much, uh Dr. Love. I’ll be right back,” he said He quickly walked back to his patrol car and climbed inside.

“Do you think he got it?” whispered Michael.

“I know he did, he was so pissed after our trip to Las Vegas, remember? He confiscated all our ID’s. It took him about a month to calm down enough to laugh at the names you gave us,” Kyle whispered back.

Jim exited his patrol vehicle and came back to the motor home.

“I’m just going to let you off with a warning, Mr. Wallbanger, but please get that light taken care of right away,” Jim said, passing back the ID’s, a scrap of paper, and a key. I hope you enjoy your vacation, where are you headed anyhow?”

“Well, were pretty much on our way home,” said Kyle, reaching out to squeeze his father’s hand.

“Well, you all drive safe, then, and have a nice trip,” said Jim. He stepped away from the RV, touched his hand to his hat in a salute, and headed back to his patrol car.

Kyle started the RV, and pulled out on to the road. He passed Michael the paper and the key.

“What’s it say?” he asked.

“It’s directions to those old cabins out by the lake. I guess the key is to one of the cabins. Let’s go check it out,” said Michael.

“Go wake the others, and let them know we’re home,” Kyle said. His voice carried the sound of determination and conviction that it had lacked before. “It’s time to end this once and for all.”

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 10:49 am**

<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> That little squeeze from son to father was so sweeet. <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry">

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 3:33 pm**

So good!!! I love the names!!! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center> It is always surprising how small a part of life is taken up by meaningful moments. Most often they're over before they start even though they cast a light on the future and make the person who originated them unforgettable. Anna and the King</center>

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 7:56 pm**

You keep outdoing yourself! <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> Mr. Wallbanger <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> too funny..... I can't wait for the showdown! <center>*************<center>Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.<center>Got it?<CENTER>Get it?<CENTER>Good!<center><center>I think my muse is broke.<center><a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new"><img src="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/Max.jpg" border=0></a> <a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new">Find your Roswell match </a> at <a href="http://blancadelic.com" target="new">Blancadelic.com</a>

Posted: **Wed Jun 12, 2002 8:02 pm**

Hey, the names weren't my creation <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> they were the names Michael gave them in Viva Las Vegas <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 7:13 am**

I love it! This is great. I love the fact that they used the Crashdown as a meeting place to put thier plans in order. It only seemed right that they would do that after all the meetings that the gang had there. I also thought that Kyle using the name Wallbanger and Michael using the name Dr. Love was a strike of genious (okay can't spell to early). But please continue! This is getting better and better. I only hope that the parents and the gang will be able to come up with some sort of plan to get the FBI off thier backs. Can't wait for you to post more.

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 7:20 am**

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Who knew they would find a use for those names again <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center>******************************</center><center>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 11:44 am**

Part 29

"What do you mean you saw your dad?” Maria shouted. “Why didn’t you wake us up? He could have told us about our parents!”

“Um, Maria, we’re supposed to be slipping quietly into town here,” said Michael. “I think a family reunion out here in the middle of the night may have drawn just a bit more attention than we want.”

“Besides, it’s not like I actually got to talk with him. He slipped us this note and key, that’s all,” snapped Kyle. He felt like he was going to explode. He was already stressed enough, sneaking back into town. Seeing his father made it even harder to cope.

Isabelle realized that Kyle was about to lay into Maria, big time. She decided now was a good time to avoid unpleasant confrontations. She whispered something to Maria, and the two girls moved to the back of the motor home. Once they were settled in the back Isabelle turned to Maria.

“Look, I know you want to see your mother Maria. We all want to see our parents, and we’re all really freaked about everything that’s going on. But now is not the time for one of our famous in-group squabbles. We need to stay focused on what we’re doing.”

”Yeah, but what are we really doing except for setting ourselves up to die? Not my ideal way to spend a day,” said Maria.

“I know,” agreed Isabelle. “It’s not what I want either, but I guess we don’t have a choice anymore. We have to end this so we can get on with our lives.”

“Isabelle, about Jesse?” Maria asked tentatively.

“I don’t want to talk about him ever again,” the taller girl said, resolutely. “And if I ever see him again, I will destroy him.”

Maria stared in shock at the anger in the other girl’s voice. Isabelle got up and climbed up into the overhead sleeping compartment and laid with her back to Maria, signaling an end to their conversation.

“Yep, I got that hint,” said Maria softly, as she climbed back to the front of the vehicle.

Kyle made a left turn onto a bumpy dirt track. A faded sign proclaimed their arrival at the “Lake Haven Camp Ground and Cabins, The Hidden Jewel of Roswell.”

“So, are we supposed to check in, or what?” asked Max, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Liz leaned up against him, feeling safe in the arms of her husband. He absentmindedly pressed a kiss down on the top of her head while he waited for an answer from Kyle.

“Well, the note my dad gave me just said to come here and it had a cabin number on it, I think. I couldn’t see it to well last night, it was dark.”

Michael pulled the crumpled note out of his pocket and scanned it quickly. Underneath the crudely drawn map was a scribbled message.

“What the hell does this say,” he says as he strained to read the message. Jesus Valenti, your father writes worse than I do.”

Kyle grabbed the note from Michael and squinted at it in the early morning light.

“It says we’re all checked in. He wrote it in a kind of shorthand that he uses. He kind of forgets about vowels when he’s writing something down in a hurry,” Kyle laughed.

“Well, why don’t we get to the cabin, get a few more hours sleep, and then grab some food. The stuff Zeke and Nellie gave us is about gone anyhow,” said Max.

“Max, I don’t know,” replied Liz. “Do you really think we should head into town already?”

“I don’t know anything anymore,” said Max rubbing his forehead wearily. “But I do know, I’m not letting you out of my site again. I was miserable while we were separated. I was so afraid something had happened to you.”

“Relax Max; I was fine. Kyle and I took good care of each other.”

“I know, and I will be eternally grateful that he was able to contact you. And meeting up with Michael the way you did was a stroke of pure dumb luck.”

“All that matters now is that we’re all together,” said Liz. “Nothing is going split us up again.”

Kyle stopped the motor home in front of cabin number 22, which was set back in a grove of trees, and hidden from view.

“After we unload, why don’t we put this land ark behind the cabin,” Michael suggested “Keep it out of sight.”

“Good thinking Michael,” said Max. “Come on, lets check out the accommodations.”

He stopped and laughed softly to himself while the others looked at him like was losing his mind.

“Did you ever think our parents would willingly allow all of us to sleep in a cabin together?” he asked, as he started to laugh a bit hysterically.

One by one, the others began to laugh at the irony of the situation. Finally, they were able to collect themselves enough to grab their belongings. Kyle inserted the key into the lock and opened the door. The living and cooking areas of the cabin consisted of one large space. There was a door leading to a bathroom. Max opened another door to reveal a miniscule bedroom. A ladder led up to a loft with two more sleeping areas. Boxes of non-perishable foods were sitting on the counters in the kitchen area. Maria ran to the refrigerator and opened it and pulled out two pies.

“I love our parents, do you know what these are?” she shouted. “A Men in Blackberry Pie and an Alien Lime Pie.”

Isabelle brushed past the others and began to systematically unpack the boxes of food and put things away. It was easy for everyone to see how upset she was. Cleaning and organizing were Isabelle’s personal coping mechanisms. She was slamming canned goods around when she found a package addressed to the “Czechoslovakian Embassy.” She began to laugh, hysterically. Tears streamed from her eyes as the others looked on, concerned about her behavior. She passed the package to Maria and Liz who had come to stand next to her. After they saw what was on the label, they too began to laugh, but it was a laughter tinged with sadness, because for them, Czechoslovakians, and Alex would be forever linked in their minds.

Liz opened the large envelope. Inside of it were smaller envelopes for each of them.

“There from our parents!” she shouted excitedly, recognizing the writing on her envelope. She passed an envelope to Kyle, and one to Maria, and two to Max and Isabelle. She stepped closer to Michael, who glared at her and said, “Don’t bother. We all know I don’t have anyone who would write to me anyhow.”

“Oh really,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “Then I wonder who wrote these?” She passed him 3 envelopes, and walked away to give him some privacy.

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 12:05 pm**

Ohhh this is great! A chase, running after, running from... parents involved... Michael really caring about Maria... I loved the part where Liz asked him what valuable thing he had in the aptmt and he said his only valuable thing is Maria! Super Candy goodness! Loved it <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Meeez a Candygirl. Anyway I love it all. Somehow seeing them all together makes me miss Alex more *sigh*

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 12:09 pm**

*sigh* I miss alex too, but in my Time Passages fic, he gets to live and is resuced <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 12:22 pm**

Who sent the notes to Michael? Tell me (best read in incredibe whining girl voice, it's my only superpower).

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 12:28 pm**

I'm familiar with that voice...it is a super power you share with my daughter <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> I don't know who wrote the notes yet <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 1:09 pm**

Michael gets a note..how sweet! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... rassed.gif ALT=":o"> And you will be sharing what each letter says, right? <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center>*************<center>Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.<center>Got it?<CENTER>Get it?<CENTER>Good!<center><center>I think my muse is broke.<center><a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new"><img src="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/Max.jpg" border=0></a> <a href="http://blancadelic.com/quizzes/rosguyquiz.htm" target="new">Find your Roswell match </a> at <a href="http://blancadelic.com" target="new">Blancadelic.com</a>

Posted: **Thu Jun 13, 2002 1:56 pm**

Great addition!!!! <center> It is always surprising how small a part of life is taken up by meaningful moments. Most often they're over before they start even though they cast a light on the future and make the person who originated them unforgettable. Anna and the King</center>

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