Author: Lori R 6/003
Email: Gussywussy55@y...
Title: 'Alien Deception'
(Continuing where 'Alien Manipulations' left off.) 
Category: Outsider (Max and Isabel) Zan and Lonnie
Rating: NC17....Please do NOT read this fic if you are
under the legal age!
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters, but I
write about them for my own enjoyment.
Feedback: Yes, please. Good or bad.
Summary: Max and Isabel have professed their love for
one another, now how do they dodge their parents,
especially with Zan and Lonnie arriving in Roswell.

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Max stirred as the sunlight began to peep in window.
He opened his eyes and squinted as he focused on where
he was. He looked at the blond head that lay on his
chest and gently touched her hair.
Isabel.
He smiled to himself at the memory of what they had
shared last night. Neither had actually said the
words 'I love you', but Max thought it was pretty well
implied that being in love with one another was what
they shared.
He knew the moment she woke up. Her eye lashes were
like butterfly wings fluttering against his chest.
"Good morning," he whispered huskily, his hand
caressing her shoulder. His morning hardness was
growing as he thought about making love to her again.

Isabel stared sightlessly ahead of her as Max ran his
warm hands over her bared skin. 
Memories of last night and what she had done with him
made her blush with embarrassment. She had begged Max
to do things to her she had never ever dreamed of
doing with anyone let alone him. What must he think of
her now? 
She clutched the sheet to her and sat up, pointedly
avoiding looking at Max.
She caught sight of herself in her vanity mirror and
her embarrassment grew. 
She looked wanton. Her hair was a tangled mess and her
skin was still flushed from their love making.
Love.
They'd both begged the other to 'make love', but that
could be taken as just wanting to have sex. 
He'd never actually said the words, "I love you," to
her. But then she hadn't said them to him either,
though she did with all her heart. Max's actions
suggested that he loved her too, but she was unsure.
She was unsure of everything. From the moment that she
had set foot in New York up to this very minute she
had lost all sense of reason. 
She stood up and reached for her robe, pulling it on
before dropping the sheet. She tied the belt and
headed for the door.

Max watched Isabel and frowned, his body quickly
losing its arousal. 
What was wrong with her?
"Isabel?"
He watched while she stopped with her hand on the door
knob.
He wrapped the sheet she had thrown back on the bed
around himself and walked over to stand behind her.
"What's wrong? Why won't you look at me?"
Isabel slowly turned her head as she raised her eyes
to meet Max's. 
Was that fear he saw there?
She cleared her throat. "I...I just thought...."
"You just thought what? That this was a one time sex
fest? That things would be different today?"
Isabel looked away and then nodded. "The things we
did....the things I said...."
Max turned her towards him and cupped the back of her
head, caressing it lightly. "Don't you know I love
you?" he asked her softly. 
At her relieved look he cupped her face in his hands
and whispered, "You're my heart. My soul. The one I
was meant for." Then he pressed his lips softly to
hers.

Isabel gripped Max's hands and opened her mouth to his
seeking one. Max's tongue searched inside for hers and
led it on a slow dance of passion as his kiss
intensified. 
When they broke apart Isabel smiled at him
tremulously. "I wasn't sure what you would think of
me...of us after last night."
Max drew her into his arms and gently pressed her head
to his shoulder.
"I think I'm the luckiest man on Earth."
Isabel sighed as she kissed his shoulder. "I love you,
Max." 
Max smiled softly. "I know."
Then Isabel frowned. "What do we do, Max?"
Max frowned too. He understood what she meant. 
"We take the moments that we can. We can't tell Mom
and Dad we're aliens let alone that we were mates on
another planet."
"Two days, Max. We have two days before they return,"
said Isabel.
Max kissed her head. "I know. And we'll make them the
best two days that we can."

**************************

The outskirts of Roswell.......


"Hickville, USA," said Lonnie with a snear.
Zan idled the stolen car as he looked at the expanse
of nothingness that was called, Roswell, and shook his
head. "They come from here? No wonder they don't know
what we knows," he said, in that lazy way of speaking
that made Lonnie think of sultry sex. 
Lonnie propped her arm on the open window and twirrled
her hair. "Yeah, but they were the chosen ones. Not
us." She couldn't hide her anger at being one of the
so called 'defects'.
Zan's eyes grew steeley at her words. "Don't piss me
off by reminding me of that now, Lonnie. We came here
for one reason and one reason only." His mouth drooled
at the thought of finally having Isabel.
Lonnie stopped twirrling her hair and looked at Zan.
"Wipe your mouth," she said with disgust.
Zan used the back of his hand to swipe his mouth. "I
was so close before," he said huskily. Then his look
turned dark again. "But then 'he' showed up."
"Well if all goes as planned we'll both have what we
want very soon," said Lonnie smiling at the thought. 
Her body ached to have Max touch it again. To show him
things that he would never dream of doing. Her smile
grew as she thought of all the things she would teach
Max Evans.
Zan slipped the car into drive and they headed into
Roswell.


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Max listened as Isabel prepared her bath. He'd heard
the sounds all of his life, but now they took on a
whole new meaning for him. He was finally letting what
he had dared not to think enter his mind now that his
heart had fallen for Isabel. 
He lay stretched out on his bed with his head on his
arms and closed his eyes. He could imagine Isabel
putting up her hair, little bits falling down to frame
her face before turning to adjust the shower spray and
the heat of the water to get it just right. She would
open her robe and let it fall to the floor at her feet
and step into the shower where the water would splash
her voluptuous form and her head would fall back to
let the droplets caress her neck as well. She would
reach for the bottle of shower gel...her special
spicey scent....and she would begin to run the liquid
over her body.
Max squirmed at the thoughts his mind was conjouring
and he realized that laying here thinking about her
just a few feet away was ridiculous when he could be
in there with her. He had thought to let them each 
have a bit of time alone to adjust to what was
happening between them, but he was actually feeling
empty without her. Then there was the fact that his
body was craving hers again. He lept off the bed and
hurried down the hall to the bathroom and stepped
inside.
Isabel was completely unaware of her bath being
invaded until the shower curtain opened and Max
stepped inside to join her.
"Max!" she gasped a bit flustered as she turned
towards the shower spray.
Max bit back a smile at her reaction. Then his face
grew soft as he took in her appearance. She stood
there looking just as he had imagined only better as
her skin glistened with soap bubbles and water
droplets.
"Do you mind if we share?" he asked as he picked up
the shower gel and poured some in his hand. He gently
began to spread it over her shoulders hoping she
wouldn't ask him to leave. He didn't want to make her
uncomfortable. Everything that was happening between
them was so new and he didn't want to pressure or
unnerve her.

Isabel rubbed her hands over her sudsy arms as she
began to melt at Max's touch. Slowly she shook her
head as she turned to look at him. 
"No. It's fine. I'm glad you're here," she told him
with a little smile. She lowered her arms and let him
view her body again while she did the same with his. 
He was beautiful. Tanned, muscular, lean, but not
thin, and his member was thick and engorged standing
out before him.
Her eyes flew to his then away, her lip pulled in to
her mouth to bite back a gasp. 
It was his turn to smile shyly as his hands went to
cover the area she had scrutinized.
"Don't."
Max looked up at her and dropped his hands. "I don't
want you to think this is why I came in here."
Isabel eyed Max and said, "Oh really. There was
another?"
"I wanted a bath," he said, a slow smile building on
his face.
"A bath." Isabel nodded her head slightly as if in
thought. "Okay. Then let's give you a bath."
She reached for the gel and squirted a generous amount
in her hand. 
It was cool in her hand, but began to warm as she
began to rub it around on Max's chest in slow circles,
her motions widening the area to include his shoulders
and arms before moving to the six pack abs he worked
so hard to keep. 
Max sucked in his breath at her first touch, but then
closed his eyes and enjoyed her hands caressing his
body. As her hands moved lower Max's breathing grew
labored. When he felt her soft hand grasp him he
couldn't hold back the gasp that escaped. 
Isabel pressed her body against Max's and wound one
arm around his neck as she began to pump the organ in
her hand.
His hands came up to grasp the sides of her head, her
hair falling out of the pins that held it as he kissed
her. 
"I love you so much, Isabel," he breathed as her hand
quickened its pace and he began to buck.
Tears built in her eyes as she again heard the words
she had hoped for from him.
"I love you too," she whispered before his mouth
sought hers again hungrily.
He was devouring her, taking her breath away with his
kiss and she knew beyond any doubt that she would die
if he was taken from her. The thought was unsettling
and she quickly pushed it aside. They had to live in
the moment. The future was too uncertain with their
circumstances. 
She could sense he was nearing release and slowed her
efforts.
"Isabel. " He looked into her eyes with a silent plea.
He needed release and she gave it to him. Her hands
gently cupped him and squeezed lightly, the pressure
building in him obvious. She began to kiss his collar
bone and chest lightly as she stroked his hardness,
her movements growing faster and faster. He
struggled to breath as she worked her magic on him as
if with practiced hands. He growled long and low as
he came, his cum shooting across her belly and down
the drain.
Isabel wrapped her arms around his still shuddering
body and lay her head on his chest. She could feel his
heart beating wildly. She smiled, pleased that she
could give him such pleasure.
"I'm glad you came in my shower, Max," she innocently
whispered as she raised her mouth to his, her double
entendre making him quietly laugh.
"Me too." He pulled her tightly to him and kissed her
deeply, his love for her over flowing.


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Max's stomach growled and he rubbed it. "I'm hungry,"
he said from the chair in her room as he watched
Isabel brush her wet hair.
"I know, me too. Starving actually." Isabel looked at
him in the mirror. "I can cook us something. What do
you want?" 
Max shook his head. "I can call for delivery."
"You just don't like my cooking," said Isabel making a
little face.
"True," he teased.
Isabel's mouth dropped open in mock indignation. But
she knew she wasn't the greatest cook and didn't take
offense.
"You know what I really want? One of Amy Deluca's Key
Lime pies," Isabel said wistfully. She looked at Max
pleadingly in the mirror.
"You're kidding." said Max with a little laugh as he
thought about what would satisfy his hunger. At her
silence he noticed her smiling. "You're not kidding,"
he said surprised. He had thought they would stay in
and feed each other in bed. He came to stand behind
her and placed his hands on her bare shoulders.
Isabel shrugged. "No, but anything is good. Order what
you want delivered."
Max nodded and smiled at her. "Okay, the Crashdown it
is. We can bring it back here," he told her, thinking
he didn't want to share their short time together with
anyone else.
"And some Space fries and a Will Smith burger too. Oh
and Cherry Coke with lime!" Isabel added smiling as
she got up to grab some clothes.
Max grinned at the amount of food Isabel wanted, then
he sobered. Soon their 'parents' would be back and
some decisions would have to be made. Number
one.....how to be with one another without them
finding out.

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The Crashdown.......

Max and Isabel sat down in a booth in the Crashdown
trying to act very nonchalant and failing. It was hard
to sit across from one another and not touch. 
Max's eyes glowed as he looked at Isabel.
"Max," whispered Isabel looking away and picking up a
menu. "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" he asked her with a little smile. "Like I
love you."
Isabel's eyes moved to his and she smiled softly as
she slowly lay the menu down. "Yes," she whispered. 
Max moved in his seat and his knee brushed hers. She
knew it was deliberate. A need to feel contact with
her. She felt that need too.
"But I do," Max reminded her. He knew that gazing at
her like that in public was dangerous so he looked
towards the counter.
Michael was there just getting off of his shift and
he was already arguing with Maria about his plans to
go bowling with Kyle. Liz was behind the counter as
well watching Max. He could tell she didn't want to
wait on them, but seeing as there was no one else to
do it she walked over.
"May I take your order?" she asked politely while
avoiding eye contact with either alien.
Max and Isabel exchanged uncomfortable looks, but not
for the reasons Liz would have thought. 
Max felt bad that Liz was still in love with him. He
had truely had feelings for her, but they were not
what he felt for Isabel. Now knowing that the feelings
he had for Isabel weren't wrong, but part of their
destiny he felt guilt about Liz. 
And Isabel felt little stabs of jealousy form at
remembering how close Max used to be with Liz. 
"Huh, yeah. We want some Cherry Cokes, a couple of
Will Smith burgers, an order of Space Fries, and a
couple slices of Alien Key Lime pie to go please,"
said Max. 
Liz wrote the order down and nodded. "I'll get this
ready for you then." She turned to go.
"Liz!"
Isabel and Liz both looked at Max. Liz with dread, and
Isabel in surprise. 
"How are you?"
Liz hesitantly nodded before quietly saying, "I'm
surviving." Then she walked away.
Max watched her leave then looked around to see Isabel
watching him.
"It was nothing, Isabel. I dated her for two years. I
saved her life and she has saved ours as well. We
can't pretend that nothing ever happened between us
and just cut her out of our lives."
Isabel nodded. "But she's still in love with you Max."

Knowing he had given his heart to Liz even if for
awhile hurt Isabel greatly. And though she tried she
couldn't hide the pain in her eyes from him.
Max took her hand in his and said, "It's you I love,
Isabel. No one else." 
When Isabel looked into his eyes they spoke to her
just as loudly as his words. She nodded as she pulled
her hand back. They had to be careful. "I know," she
said softly.
They both looked up as Michael came to stand by their
table. "What's up?" he asked.
"Just getting some take out," said Max scooting over
to make room.
"Are you and Maria fighting again?" asked Isabel.
Michael shrugged. "I told her bowling league was
tonight and she suddenly desides that we should have a
date night. I told her I'd meet up with her later, but
she doesn't like that. She wants my whole night." He
shook his head. "She just doesn't get it. A guy's
gotta have time to unwind."
Isabel and Max hid grins. 
Kyle walked into the Crashdown wearing his own league
shirt. Spying Michael he yelled, "Hey Guerin! You
bowling or what? We're late man!" He pointed to his
watch.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" Michael yelled back. He turned
back to Max and Isabel. "Later." He headed for the
door and 'High Fived' Kyle as the jingling bell
alerted Maria to his departure. 
"Hold it mister! Don't you dare walk out that door!"
came her voice from the pick up window.
Michael waved without looking back and followed Kyle
out the door.
Maria let out a frustrated screech as she smacked the
counter.
Max looked at Isabel. "I think they seriously need to
rethink their relationship."
"You think," said Isabel. She sat straighter as Liz
returned with their order.
"You can pay the cashier," said Liz before briefly
making wistful eyes at Max.
"Thanks," said Max as Isabel stood up and began to
gather sacks.
"Let's go, Max," said Isabel walking to the register.
Max followed, but he could feel Liz's eyes on him the
whole time.

********************************


Zan stood outside the Evans house and shook his head.
"You gots to be kiddin' me."
Lonnie grinned as she popped her gum. "Naw, it's for
real. This is where Moondoggie and Gidget live. Ain't
it a trip."
Zan looked sideways at her. "Moondoggie and Gidget?"
Lonnie scratched her head and shrugged. "I saw them on
the TV. You know. Goody two-shoes."
Zan smirked and headed for the house. "Don't look like
no ones home."
"Follow me. I'll get ya in to his room," said Lonnie
leading the way.
Zan followed, but he was thinking he wanted to know
where Isabel's room was more.

They climbed in the window of Max's room and Lonnie
waited while Zan checked out his twins dwelling.
"I can't believe this is how the 'chosen one' lives,"
he growled. It made him angry to think that he had
been passed over as King because Max was the one
imprinted with the Royal seal.
Lonnie put her arm around his waist and whispered in
his ear seductively, "But you're gonna be the King one
day, baby. You're the one that will rule Antar when we
get the chance to go back, not Max. You and me,
sitting on that big old throne up there and ruling
side by side."
Zan nodded, but he didn't correct Lonnie. His plan was
to take Isabel back as his Queen. Lonnie was too
unpredictable and dangerous. Isabel would be easy to
mold as well as be a hot bed mate.
"What's her room like?" he asked.
Lonnie shrugged. "Don't know. We only checked out
Max's."
"I wanna see her's too," he said going into the hall
and opening the next door he found. Bingo.
"Well look what we gots here." He walked into Isabel's
room and took in the mussed bed and clothes on the
floor. Little things in the room told him volumes
about Isabel and what she liked. He breathed in
deeply. It smelled like her...... and something else.
He frowned.
"Look," said Lonnie picking up a man's pair of boxers.
Her hand shook. She knew they belonged to Max and she
felt jealousy rise within her.
Zan took the boxers and clinched his fist. The other
scent in the room was sex.
"They been makin' it," said Lonnie tightly.
"Yeah, but we'll take care of that," said Zan tossing
down the garmet. "Let's see what else they got."

They headed to the next room and found the Master
Suite. 
"Mommy and Daddy's room," smirked Lonnie, bouncing on
the bed.
Zan picked up photos of Max, Isabel, and their
'parents'. This is what would have been his if his
brain had held the Seal of Antar instead of Max's. He
put the picture down and walked to the bathroom. 
"Well now this is what I calls livin' large," he said
as he walked into the Master bath.
Lonnie joined him and grinned. "I suddenly feel the
need to have a bath, Zan. What about you?"
Zan began to tug off his clothes. "My back could use a
scrub."
"Only your back?" asked Lonnie grinning as she ran her
hand down Zan's pants and cupped him.
Zan wrapped an arm around her neck and kissed her, his
tongue thrusting hard into her mouth before he pushed
her away.
"Get it ready," he told her as he slapped her butt.
Lonnie began to fill the large jacuzzi with warm water
and scents she found on the edge of the tub. 
"Hey! Don't be puttin' all that shit in there!"
ordered Zan as he tossed the last of his clothes
aside.
Lonnie winked at him as she smelled a bottle's
contents. "It's all spicey...you'll love it."
Zan walked naked over to Lonnie and grabbed her from
behind. "Take these off."
Lonnie grinned and raised her arms as Zan pulled her
shirt over head. Her other clothes soon followed until
she was as naked as he.
Stepping into the bath they both sighed at the feel of
the bubbles the jacuzzi sent shooting around them. 
"Man oh man, this is the life," sighed Zan as he
leaned back and pulled Lonnie to him. He thrust his
tongue deep inside her eager mouth, while his hand
found a full glistening breast and began to squeeze.
Lonnie imagined it was Max that was kissing her and
began to ache for his touch.
Her hand slipped down between Zan's legs and grasped
the instrument of her desire.
"I need you," she panted.
In Zan's mind he was with Isabel, and the words he
just heard fueled his need to have her.
He pulled Lonnie onto his lap and thrust up in to her
with one swift stroke. He opened his eyes and saw
Lonnie. "Look like her. I want to see her."
Lonnie morphed her image to appear as Isabel. "Him...I
want him," she panted.
Zan gritted his teeth as he transformed into Max. His
body was hot for the woman before him and he was
savoring every minute with her.
Lonnie peered into the face of Max Evans and her body
reacted fiercely. She began to ride the man before
her, taking him into her body over and over and
thrilling in the pleasure she found with him.
Zan kissed the long lean neck in front of him as one
hand ran up his lovers slender back and the other
fondled her heaving breast. He bent his head to suck
on the other hardened nipple and breast and smiled
with triumph when he was rewarded with a moan of
pleasure.
He thrust upwards into the warm moist body that rode
him and felt her clinch tightly around him.
"Aw f*uck!" he growled as his body gave over to hers.


****************************

Isabel looked unseeingly at the scenery passing by. 
Less than two more days alone with Max. Less than two
days until their 'parents' came home. Less than two
days and then everything she had shared with him would
be nothing more than a memory with out hope of a
future. How would she survive after that?
The sound of the jeep's engine cutting off alerted her
that they were at their destination, but when she
looked around she realized they weren't at the Evans
home.
Before her was the cave where they were born.
"Max?"
Max took her hand. "I just thought we could picnic
here where we were meant to begin our lives together
again."
Isabel smiled softly and nodded at the touching
sentiment. 
They got out of the jeep and headed up to the pod
chamber.
Inside Max spread out a blanket he kept in the jeep
and they sat down to eat their fare.
"You know I just really want the pie now," said Isabel
guiltily. All this food and she only wanted the pie.
"So just eat the pie," said Max handing her a plastic
fork and a container of pie.
Isabel's fingers brushed Max's as she took the pie and
fork. "Thanks," she said quietly as her eyes locked
with his.
"You're welcome," he smiled.
Isabel opened the container and took a healthy scoop
of the pie. She closed her eyes and moaned as it slid
down her throat. "Oh that is soooo good!"
Max's eyes never left Isabel's face as he watched her
eat the pie, the experience apparently as orgasmic as
the one he wanted to have with her. 
"Want a taste?" Isabel asked as she held out a pie
laddened fork.
Max nodded then pushed away the fork without taking
the pie. He covered Isabel's mouth with his own and
pushed his startled lover back on the blanket.
Isabel wrapped her arms around Max's neck and held him
tight. His kisses never failed to take her breath
away.
When he pulled back to breathe Max looked down at
Isabel. "I don't want food anymore."
"I can see that," Isabel breathed. She pulled him back
down to her and began to pull at his clothes.
Max shoved Isabel's top off of her shoulders and
unhooked her bra as he nibbled at her neck. He tossed
the garmets aside and cupped her warm breast in his
hand gently molding the orb and relishing her sighs.
"Max....Max...."
Isabel kissed Max's neck lightly as she unbuttoned his
shirt and pushed it down his arms, her lips laying
kisses on his chest as it appeared before her hungry
eyes.
Max quickly stood up and divested himself of the last
of his clothes while Isabel slipped off her jeans and
panties. She lay back with her legs open to welcome
him to her, locking them behind him as he entered her
earger body. 
"You're soooo......"
"Hungry for you," she told him as she kissed his
cheek.
He looked down into her glowing face as he stroked her
brow. "I love you."
"I know." Hearing him tell her that again sent shivers
over her skin. He loved her. She could never tire of
hearing him say it. "I love you too, Max."
He smiled down at her as he began to move slowly
inside. The feel of her slender legs wrapped around
his waist pulling him in and her chest pressed tightly
against his making them one was something he never
wanted to lose. But it was a real possiblity and it
frightened him. To not have Isabel in his life as they
were meant to be was something he didn't want to think
about. He felt complete with her and he meant to do
everything in his power to keep it them that way.
Max thrust slow and sure into his love, her moans of
pleasure fueling his need to please them both. He
began to move faster, her slick walls tightening
around him as her orgasm began to build within her. He
took her mouth with his hungrily trapping her moans as
her first shudders of pleasure began to wash over her.
Max thrust hard and deep until his own body began to
convulse with her. His cry of pleasure died in the
kiss they shared before he collapsed on her limp
body.
Their heaving bodies lay entwined, the sweat of their
love making chilling their bodies as they cooled.
"Max."
"Yeah?"
"I'm hungry."
Max began to shake with laughter as he nodded. "Yeah,
me too. And this time I 'really' mean I'm hungry for
food."
Max gathered the cold remains of their meal and leaned
back on the cave wall with Isabel between his legs
leaning against his chest. He waved his hand and the
food heated up while Isabel used her powers as well to
'cool' their drinks.
As they ate they talked quietly of their feelings for
one another. But each avoided the one thing that they
didn't want to think about. 
Their parents.
When they were done eating Isabel said, "We should get
back. What if someone looks for us?"
Max lay his head back on the wall as he caressed her
shoulder. " You mean Michael. I know. I thought about
that too. We've been here a long time."
"We better get dressed then," said Isabel
relunctuntly.
Silently the dressed and headed for the jeep, careful
not to leave any traces that they had been there.
The ride back was just as silent, each already missing
their time alone together.


**********************

At the Evans's home.............


Downstairs, unbeknownst to the ones in the jacuzzi
above, Phillip and Diane Evans entered the kitchen.
"We should have called the kids to let them know we
were on our way home, Phillip."
"Why? We didn't expect the conference to be cut short.
I don't think they'll ever get that Hastings fellow to
speak to us again after the way the crew from Santa Fe
was acting. Who would have thought they would get
drunk and come in wearing nothing but sheets yelling
'Toga' while he was trying to give his speech." He
shook his head at the memory.
"I wonder where the kids are? The jeep is gone so one
or both of them is out," said Diane as she sat her
purse on the counter.
Phillip started towards the stairs. "I don't know, but
my back could use the jacuzzi right now. Why do you
insist on carrying so much when we go to these
things?" he asked as he carried their bags upstairs.
"I don't carry that much," Diane chided him. "I'll fix
you a nice bath and then give you a back rub."
They entered their bedroom and froze at the sounds
coming from their bathroom.
They frowned with alarm as they exchanged looks. 
Phillip set their luggage down and held up a finger to
his lips. 
Slowly they headed for the bathroom and pulled up
short at the sight that greeted them.


Zan ran his hands over Lonnie's soapy body and groaned
against her breast.
"Damn, you are so tight....ride me bitch...ride me."
Lonnie moaned as she began to feel her orgasm build
within her. 
"OH MY GAWD!" gasped Diane as she covered her mouth.
Phillip's mouth opened in shock before he yelled,
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?"
Lonnie and Zan froze, but neither made a move to hide
or morph back to their true appearences.
They looked at one another and then at the horrified
faces of Diane and Phillip.
"Hi ya ...Dad-dy," said Lonnie innocently, trailing a
finger up and down her sudsy breast.
Zan covered a smirk with his hand. "Guess you is
wondering what we're doing in your tub."
Lonnie pouted, but the gleam in her eyes was devilish
as she said, "I guess we can't hide it
anymore..Maxxx." 
"NO!" gasped Diane as she ran from the room.
"GET OUT! NOW!" shouted Phillip, his face going from
grey to purple in seconds.
Lonnie slowly stood up, her body dripping. 
Phillip's eyes widened as he whirrled quickly away. "I
want to see you downstairs!" he told them as he left
the room.
Zan stood up and grabbed two towels off the rack and
handed one to Lonnie then wrapped the other around his
waist.
"I guess it's all up....for Max and Isabel," Lonnie
purred with a smile as dabbed at her body.
"This is working out better than I hoped," drawled Zan
grinning.
"Shall we?" asked Lonnie devilishly.
"Wouldn't miss it for nuthin'," replied Zan slapping
her bare bottom as they went to dress.


**************************


"Phillip." Diane sat rocking on the sofa, her face
pasty gray.
"I know. I can't believe this is happening," said
Phillip as he collapsed beside her.
"How long do you think it's been going on?" Diane
asked.
Phillip ran a hand threw his hair. "I don't even want
to guess."
"What are we going to do? How can I even look at them
after seeing them like that...knowing what they've
done?" Diane sobbed.

The sound of footsteps behind them alerted them to the
two they dreaded seeing.
"Sooooo you wanted to see us?" asked Lonnie sitting
down across from Diane and Phillip. She had on one of
Isabel's T-shirts and a pair of jeans. Wearing her own
clothes wouldn't do if she was going to make them
think she was Isabel.
"Yeah, you wanted us?" asked Zan as he sat beside her.
He fought cringing while wearing Max's clothes. 
Lonnie had told him how white bread Max was and he was
having a hard time bending his own actions into Max's.

Diane couldn't look at them. The memory of what she
had seen upstairs rolled her stomach and broke her
heart.
Phillip stood up. "How long has this been going on?"
Lonnie put her hand on Zan's leg and stifiled a smile
at Phillip's notice of it. 
"Don't...do that!"
She removed her hand as Zan asked, " You mean these
feelings we have? Or the sex?" He enjoyed watching the
parentals squirm, and twisting the knife was pure
pleasure.
Lonnie looked at Zan lovingly. "Forever."
Zan put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her
brow. "I guess you noticed we've always been 'close'."
Diane's cry and Phillip's look were priceless to the
two that sat before them.
"I want you out. We took you into our home. Treated
you as our own. Loved you. And this is what you do
behind our backs?! We won't have it! I want you both
out of here before dark!"
Diane looked at Phillip, suddenly unsure. "Phillip."
He shook his head adamently as he waved her off. "I
can't trust them, Diane! They might tell us they won't
do it again, but I don't believe them! I want them
out!"
Lonnie began to cry into Zan's shoulder and he
comforted her as they stood. 
"We didn't mean to hurt you. We can't help the way we
feel," he told Phillip and Diane.
"We don't know who you are anymore! Just get out!"
said Phillip as Diane stood crying, her hands clasped
to her mouth in agony.
Zan and Lonnie left the room as Phillip put his arms
around Diane.

At the top of the stairs Lonnie's tears disappeared
and a huge smile broke out across her face as Zan
smirked.
"I'd love to see their faces when they come back and
find that Mommy and Daddy don't want 'um here no
more," Lonnie said as she wrapped her arms around Zan
and pressed her body close to his.
Zan thrust his tongue into Lonnie's mouth as he
grasped bottom and ground his hips into hers. Now that
Isabel didn't have a crib he could offer up his in New
York and make his move when she showed up there. This
time she would be his, not Max's. But then Max would
be dead. He'd make damn sure of it.


***********************************


Max and Isabel walked into the Evans's house a while
later and found their parents sobbing in the living
room. They looked at one another in shock. Their
parents weren't due back yet. Something was wrong.
"What's happened!?!" Isabel cried as she rushed to her
Mother.
Diane recoiled from her, startling Isabel. "DON'T
touch me!"
"Mom?" 
Max looked in confusion to Phillip. "What's wrong?"
"I told you not to come back!" ground out Phillip,
glaring with anger and pain.
"What? I don't understand! What do you mean you told
us not to come back!" asked Max, his panic at seeing
his parents home and angry with him and Isabel rising
with every second.
Isabel went to stand by Max, tears of fright shining
in her eyes. "What's going on!?
Phillip glared at them. "How dare you come back here
and flaunt your relationship in our faces! I told you
to get out and I meant it! I'll call the Sheriff if
you don't leave!"
Isabel blanched and gripped the chair back.
"Relationship? What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb, Isabel! Did you two really think we
would cool off and take you back after what we
witnessed you doing upstairs?!" yelled Diane, no
longer able to keep her silence.
"What we were doing?" asked Max, afraid.
"We just got here!" Isabel cried. "Please! We don't
understand!"
"I'll never be able to go in there again without
seeing....seeing ... the two of you...together...."
Diane choked and ran out of the room.
Isabel and Max wanted to be sick. Their relationship
was out and they had no idea how.
"We can explain," said Max entreatingly.
"NO! We've said all there is to say! Now for the last
time....get out!" yelled Phillip turning his back on
them.
Tears were streaming down Isabel's face, and the
anguish that was there was reflected in Max's.
"PLEASE! Please listen to us!" cried Isabel.
Phillip turned his back on them.
Max took Isabel's hand and led her out the kitchen
past Diane. He turned back.
"We love you. Please know that." Then he and Isabel
left.
Diane buried her head in her arms and cried for her
family that was now gone.


*********************************


Max drove in silence, Isabel crying on his shoulder.
He wiped at his own eyes to clear them as he wondered
what was going on.
"What could have happened? How did they find out?"
she cried.
Max slammed on the brakes as the only thing that was
possible came to mind.
"Zan and Lonnie."
"What? It couldn't be! Could it?" she asked wiping her
eyes. But she knew Max was right.
"How else can you explain it..well unless there are
other shape shifters here. But why? Why do this to
us?" he asked angrily.
"We have to find them, Max!" 
"We will. But first we have to talk to Michael. Then
we'll head to New York. That's where Lonnie and Zan
will be going," said Max with determination.
"Max, what about Mom and Dad?" asked Isabel quietly.
Max put his arm around her as he shook his head. "They
made it clear how they feel, Isabel. Nothing is going
to change that. We're alone now."



***********************************


Michael's eyes followed the hockey action on the
screen as he opened his door to the persisent
knocking. One glance at the couple standing there told
him his game watching was over. "What's wrong?"
Max shephered Isabel to the couch. Turning to Michael
he said, "We need to tell you something."
Michael took in Isabel's face and asked with dread,
"What?"
Max exchanged looks with Isabel then said, "A few days
ago Isabel and I were in New York."
Michael frowned. "You went to New York and didn't tell
me? Why? Was it another summit I wasn't good enough to
be allowed at?" His hurt and anger were apparent.
"MICHAEL! If you would just listen we'll tell you
what we were doing!" Max yelled.
Michael crossed his arms. "So?"
To make a long story short, Zan and Lonnie tricked..."
"Zan? He's dead," interrupted Michael.
"No, he's not. If you'll just listen!" Max said,
throwing up his hands. When Michael nodded Max
continued.
"They tricked Isabel into going there and Zan tried
to...seduce her." He held up his hand when it looked
like Michael would interrupt again. "Lonnie tried the
same with me, but not before they told us that Isabel
and I were mates on Antar, not me and Tess." 
"And you believed them?" asked Michael, shaking his
head.
"We've had visions. And we have each had
these...feelings for one another," Max tried to
explain.
"Michael, Lonnie and Zan apparently came here and
impersonated us like Lonnie and Rath did before. Our
parents... found them ...in a compromising situation,"
Isabel explained, her body shaking nervously as the
stress and enormity of what was happening began to
take its toll on her.
Michael dropped his arms. "What?" he asked in
disbelief.
"They threw them...us out. Disowned us," said Max as
he gently rubbed Isabel's shoulder to try and calm
her.
"Didn't you tell them it was a mistake?" asked Michael
incredulously at the story he was hearing.
"Tell them what, Michael? That those were our alien
doubles pretending to be us? No, we didn't do that.
Besides," Max paused. "It very easily could have been
Isabel and I that they had found." He waited for his
words to sink in.
Michael made a little face as he thought about what
Max was telling him. "Together. When you say together
you mean...?" he wiggled his eyes and fingers between
Max and Isabel.
Max and Isabel slowly nodded. 
"Oh man!" he said, slowly sitting on the couch arm. 
"Michael, I know it's a shock, but you have to
understand Isabel and I are not siblings. We have our
memories from Antar, and we aren't related. Not on
Earth either, though we were adopted as such."
"Michael?"
Michael raised his eyes to Isabel.
"We love each other," she told him quietly. "Please
understand we aren't doing anything wrong. We're just
willingly fulfilling our destinies. We were together
on Antar, and now here as was always planned."
Michael rubbed his face. "You're saying that on Antar
you were married and you've just now remembered this?
And I'm supposed to be with Tess?" At their nod he
shook his head try to understand it. "Wow!" He wasn't
sure what to make of all this information. "I take it
Tess doesn't know yet." Then realization hit. 
"You're leaving aren't you? For good."
Max and Isabel nodded. "We can't stay here with our
parents feeling the way they do. You can come with us
or stay, but we have to leave."
"I don't know!" said Michael standing and beginning to
pace. "All my life I've wanted to leave Roswell, but
now...."
"We understand. Everything we told you is a bit
overwhelming. Think about it. But first we have to go
to New York to find Lonnie and Zan and put and end to
their interferring in our lives," said Max.
"When will you be back?" asked Michael.
"When we've delt with them," said Max quietly.



*****************************

New York..............


Max and Isabel walked around the sewers of New York
searching out their doubles crib once again. Their
drive from Roswell had taken a while. They had slept
in the jeep or a tent as much as possible and a cheap
hotel room when it wasn't. But every night they had
made passionate love and held one another before they
got whatever sleep that they could.
The sound of hip hop music began to droan towards
them, their doubles lair just up a head.
Max and Isabel stood in the shadows watching as Lonnie
sat on the beat up couch and watched Zan do push ups. 
"I'm bored," she said, twirrling her hair.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Zan asked
standing up.
"I wish they'd show up already," said Lonnie huffing
and dropping her head back on the couch.
Zan plopped down next to her and blew out a breath.
"They'll get here when they get here. The parentals
done throwed 'um out and we knows they is gonna be
pissed at us. They'll haul their asses here as fast as
they can get 'um here."
Max walked out into the light, Isabel close behind.
"Is this fast enough?"
Zan and Lonnie stood up grinning. "Well lookie here.
You found your way home."
"This isn't our home!" said Isabel.
"But it can be," said Zan grinning. "Room enough.
Think of the fun we could have," he said leeringly.
Lonnie walked up to Max. "So you must be tired after
that long, long drive. Let me fix you a ...bath." She
winked at him and grinned. 
Zan grinned.
"Why did you do it? Tell our parents you were us?"
demanded Isabel.
"You mean why did we let them find us doin' the deed
in that big old jacuzzi they have?" asked Lonnie.
She grinned. "Because it was fun."
Zan realized that to get Isabel to stay willingly in
his crib he would need to put the rains on Lonnie
while setting his plan to get rid of Max in motion.
"Look, we didn't know they was there. It was a
mistake. We didn't mean to get you in to no trouble,"
he said.
Lonnie frowned at his words. "We didn't?"
Zan glared at her. "No, we didn't."
"Right," she agreed, somewhat confused.
"We'll make it right the best we can. Starting with
sharing our humble crib with you whiles you is here,"
Zan told them as he took Isabel's arm and led her to
the couch.
Isabel stopped short of sitting down. She remembered
how she had acted on this couch with Zan the last time
and she suddenly pulled away and hurried back to Max.
Zan turned around. "Okay, so we don't sits." 
"We want to talk about what you did! Why you pretended
to be us!" said Max angrily.
Lonnie stepped in. "It's late. Why don't we all catch
some Zzz's and talk on it fresh tomorrow."
Zan nodded. "Works for me." He looked at Max and
Isabel. "What abouts you two?"
Max looked at Isabel and took her hand in his. "Okay."
Both realized that they were getting no answers
tonight. They had no choice but to stay the night.
"Then follow me," said Lonnie, showing them to a
mattress in another part of the sewer.
"This was Rath's. You can use it now."
She turned to go then said, "Call if you need
anything." Then she winked and was gone.

Isabel looked down at the filthy mattress and turned
to Max. "I don't want to stay here, Max. I don't trust
them."
Max took her in his arms. "That's why we have to stay,
Isabel. Because we don't trust them. We'll take care
of all of this tomorrow and head back home."
"What home, Max?" asked Isabel, clutching the back of
his shirt as she buried her face in his neck.
Max didn't have an answer.


**********************************

Later that night......


Isabel needed to relieve herself and got up off of the
mattress she was sharing with Max. She started to wake
him to tell him where she was going, but he was so
tired and needed his sleep. Quietly she left the area
they were sleeping in and went to the make shift
bathroom their doubles had set up in the sewer.


On the couch ......

Zan dragged on his cigerette as lay stretched out on
the couch. He stared up at the wall where their pods
hung lightly glowing giving the room scant
illumination. That was Ava's doing. To use their
pods as a light source for their crib. He'd barely
given her any thought since he returned the first
time. Hell when had he ever given her any thought
except to bed her now and then. He knew she had loved
him though she knew good and well he belonged with
Lonnie. She'd mooned over him enough and he'd let
her. It was easy to get her to do what he wanted that
way. He reached over and put out his cigerette on
the beat up coffee table before adjusting his pants
over his bulge. His body was aching knowing that
Isabel was nearby. He needed to possess her fully this
time and he meant to have her once he had killed Max
and Lonnie.
A movement to his right caught his eye and in the dim
light he watched as Isabel headed off towards the
bathroom. He grinned. Maybe he wouldn't wait after
all. He got up and followed.



Isabel came out of the bathroom and pulled up short,
clutching her chest. "Max! Oh gawd you scared me! I
tried to be quiet so you could sleep."
"That's okay, I wasn't sleeping too good anyways," he
told her. He moved in and wrapped his arms around
her. "You're shaking."
Isabel nodded. "I know. I can't seem to stop. I hate
it here. I just want to go home, but we don't have a
home to go to anymore thanks to them."
"Let me warm you up. Do something to calm you down,"
he told her as he began to kiss her neck.
"Maxxxxxx," Isabel whispered softly. "Not here."
"It's okay." He kissed Isabel's mouth while his hand
began seeking out the curves of her body. Opening her
shirt his hand covered a bared breast and offered it
up to his open mouth. He suckled hungrily as his other
hand sought entrance to her pants. He pushed her up
against the wall as he moved back up to her mouth,
covering it with his harshly and squelching any sounds
besides moans of pleasure.
But pleasure wasn't what Isabel was feeling. 
"Max...Max that's a bit rough...please..." Isabel
said, as she pulled her mouth away. 
"Okay, okay shhhhh." His actions gentled and she began
to moan as all thoughts of where they were fled.
Isabel's fingers wove threw Max's hair and pulled him
closer as his hand found her drenched center. 
"Max" she whimpered as he thrust his thumb up inside
her. 
"Shhh it's okay, baby. Just let go."
Isabel began rocking to greet the thrust of the thumb
that was shoving in and out of her. "Mmmmmm."
He undid his pants with his free hand and released
himself
"Oh yeah....that's right," he groaned as he pushed
hers down while continuing to tease her clit. "Let
yourself go...that's it."



Max turned over and was instantly alert. Where was
Isabel? He quickly moved about the crib searching for
her when he heard sounds near the bathroom. 
He pulled up short at seeing Isabel with ....himself! 
"YOU BASTARD!" he yelled as he descended on the two.
Zan immediately shifted back into his own form as Max
swung him away from Isabel.
"Zan?!" cried Isabel horrified, as she quickly covered
herself. She cringed at the realization that it was
Zan, not Max that had been touching her so initmately.
Max swung out at Zan, but Zan wasn't playing by human
rules. He raised his hand to Max and sent a blast that
had his double flying across the sewer.
"MAX!" cried Isabel.
"I'm tired of you, Max! I'm tired of being 'second'
when I should have been first! I deserved to be King,
not you! Now I'm going to claim what is rightfully
mine! My throne and my wife!"
He blasted Max again, but this time Max was ready. He
threw up a force shield that deflected most of the
blast.

Lonnie came running at all of the commotion and
grabbed Isabel by the neck. "STOP IT OR I'LL KILL
HER!" she yelled.
Both males looked to the twin females and stood down.
"Lonnie, you bitch, what are you doing?" cried Zan.
"Claiming your wife? What the hell am I?" she yelled
at him. 
"You're my wife, babe. I just needed to have some
fun. You know it's only you for me," said Zan lazily,
inching closer to her.
Lonnie seethed. "Stop moving you son of a bitch! Was
you going to get rid of me like you did Rath? You was
wasn't you? You was going to take her in my place back
to Antar after you finished off Max wasn't you?" She
tightened her grip on Isabel causing the latter to
whimper in pain.
"Let her go, Lonnie," said Max.
"You shut up too! What is it with this bitch that has
you both bowing at her in heat? I'm just as good
....no I'm 'better' than her! I was and will be Queen
again! Not her! Got that! ME! I'm the one who deserves
it!"
"We don't want to be King and Queen, Lonnie. We don't
want to go back. We just want to be left alone," said
Max.
"I told you to shut up!" she reminded him as she again
tightend her grip. Isabel's eyes began to bulge and
both males quieted.
"All I wanted was my throne and to go home. Is that
too much to ask? That and a good tumble with Max
there. But no! You all had to go and f*ck it all up!
Now I'll have to go back alone!"
Then she added, "Unless Max agrees to come with me as
my King. I'll let Isabel go if he agrees."
"You think I'm gonna agree to that!?" yelled Zan
indignantly.
"I'll do it."
The silence that followed was deafening.
"Really now," said Lonnie grinning.
"I'll do what you want if you let Isabel go. Don't
kill her or hurt her. Just let her go. That's the only
way I'll do it," Max said.
"Like hell you will!" shouted Zan as he raised his
hand to Max.
"ZAN!" The males looked at Lonnie. "I'll kill her,
Zan. I really will." She tightened her hold again and
Isabel began to grow limp.
Zan lowered his hand.
Lonnie shoved Isabel to the side where she fell on the
ground gasping for air. "Deal."
Max slowly walked towards Lonnie. 
Zan looked at Lonnie in disgust. "I should have killed
you when I had the chance!"
"Yeah, you shoulda," she agreed. "I aim to have what
belongs to me. What I was promised."
She raised her hand. "Good-bye, Zan."
Zan's eyes widened in horror as he raised his hand to
ward off Lonnie's attack. Max dove to the side where
Isabel was and pulled her to him to protect her as
Lonnie and Zan went against one another in a final act
of control.
Lonnie gritted her teeth at the amount of power it was
taking to ward off Zan's attack. He was much stronger
than she was, and she was having to use all of her
resources to stand up to him.
Zan began to realize that Lonnie was stronger than he
gave her credit for. He knew he could out last her,
but it would also drain him of his powers, and then he
would be weak with no time to rest before he had to
kill Max in order to gain Isabel.
Then out of the corner of the sewer another power
began to burst forth. All eyes turned that way and
were shocked to find Ava descending on them with her
powers in full force. None of them had ever really
seen her use her powers for anything other then minor
things around their crib. She had never joined in the
games that the others had to strengthen their powers,
so now it was like all of her pent up energy was being
released in one great moment.
"AVA?! No! Stop!" yelled Zan. "I'm ordering you to
stop!"
"Ava, I'm like a sister to you! Stop!" cried Lonnie as
she tried to hold off the new power coming at her.
"NO! You never cared about me!" She looked at Zan
tearfully. " I loved you, Zan and you only wanted me 
your bed when Lonnie wouldn't have you! I would have
done anything for you, but you didn't care." She
looked at Lonnie and stood taller, her eyes turning
steely. "You treated me like dirt! I lived in fear of
my life because of you and Rath! You turned Zan
against me telling him I was weak. The only good I've
ever known was in Roswell! Now the two of you have
gone and ruined their lives there because of your
selfishness! Well I won't let you harm them or me or
anyone again! It ends now!" said Ava, her voice
shaking with emotion.
"You stupid bitch!" Zan yelled. 
"I may be stupid, but I'll be alive and you won't,"
said Ava, as she closed her eyes and let lose with all
of the fury and energy she had within her that burst
from her body in a well spring of light.
Zan and Lonnie began screaming as the force hit them,
while Max and Isabel shielded their eyes from it.
The agonizing cries they heard would forever be
imbedded in their heads. 
Silence.
Max and Isabel looked about them. Ava stood, arms
outstretched and eyes closed as the air filled with
the smell of the dead hybrids. On the ground were two
piles of dust.
Ava lowered her arms and looked down, a tear falling
down her cheek.
Max and Isabel joined her. "Ava."
She looked up. "I heard what they did. I knew that
they were up to know good. They always were. I
couldn't let them harm you. I had to stop them. I had
too." She dropped to the ground and stared at the dust
that had been Zan and Lonnie.

Isabel and Max walked off to the side to let Ava
alone.
"Let me heal your neck, Isabel," Max told her. He
placed his hand there and then the pain was gone.
"Max?"
"Yeah?"
"Were you really going to go with her?"
Max looked at Isabel. "If I had too. But I was hoping
we would find a way out of it. I just couldn't let
her kill you, but I didn't want you left with Zan
either."
Isabel put her arms around Max. "I want to go home,
Max. But where is that?"
Max kissed her hair and he held her tight. "It's where
you are."



******************************



Roswell..............

"You did what?" asked Max angrily.
"I told the others about you," said Michael, his body
stance daring Max to argue with him.
"Who told you to do that?" Max demanded. 
"They wanted to know where you were! What was I
supposed to tell them? Especially Tess! She had a
right to know too!"
Max shoved his hands in his hair. "I can't believe you
did this without our permission, Michael, though I
really shouldn't be surprised!"
"What's that mean?" demanded Michael.
"STOP IT! Max, they had to find out sometime and to be
honest I wasn't looking forward to doing it myself.
And Michael! Have you any idea what a mess this is
going to cause?" said Isabel.
"I was trying to help!" said Michael.
"That's how Ava knew about us isn't it?" said Max.
"You told her about Zan and Lonnie impersonating us."
Michael shook his head. "No. I didn't even know where
she was."
"Then how did she know?" asked Isabel.



*******************************


Liz Parker looked up at the stars from her balcony and
sighed. Life wasn't the way she had planned it. Her
heart was breaking from no longer having the love of
her life. Finding out that he was Isabel's mate and
not Tess's was even more devestating because Isabel
had come to be her friend if only because of Max.
"Liz?"
Liz turned to find Max at the ladder leading to the
balcony.
"Max." Her heart had stopped and she wasn't sure it
was going to start again.
"Can I talk to you?"
Liz nodded.
Max came over the rail and stood before her.
"I hear you and Isabel are leaving," Liz said quietly.
"And why." The pain in her voice was clear to Max.
"Yeah, tomorrow. Our parents don't want us ....they
asked us to leave." 
He cleared his throat. "Liz, I just wanted to say
thanks for letting Ava know what was going on. It was
you wasn't it?"
Liz nodded. 
"She ...and you saved our lives. Thank you."
"Your welcome," she said softly. 
The silence was uncomfortable.
"I never meant to hurt you, Liz."
"I know. But you did." A tear began to fall.
Max reached out to wipe it away then caught himself
and dropped his hand back down.
"Good-bye, Liz. I hope you find happiness again. I
really do."
Liz nodded and turned away no longer able to look at
Max knowing he would never be hers.
Max took one last look then retreated back the way he
had come.


*******************************


The Evans home......

Phillip Evans opened the door to find Max and Isabel
on the other side.
"Can we get our things?" asked Max.
Phillip swallowed and then nodded slowly as he opened
the door. His eyes never left Max and Isabel.
"Phillip, who is it?" called out Diane. When she saw
who it was she stopped and stared. 
Isabel stared back, tears forming in her eyes.
"We just came to get our things. We'll be gone as
quick as we can," said Max taking Isabel by the hand
and pulling her toward the stairs.
"Wait."
Max and Isabel turned back towards Phillip.
"Please."
They followed Phillip and Diane into the den. 
"We....Liz came by," said Phillip.
"Liz?" Max asked as Isabel looked at him. "Why?"
"To explain what happened in the Crashdown the day the
gun went off ....and everything since," said Diane
quietly. "It was a hard story to believe....at first."
Max and Isabel sat quietly, their hands clasped as
they listened to Phillip and Diane.
"It's true isn't it? You two are ....aliens?" asked
Philip.
Max and Isabel looked at one another then nodded.
"Yes, we are," Max said.
"And you've known....?"
"Forever."
Diane closed her eyes. "And we never knew. You never
trusted us to know. All those things that happened and
that we couldn't explain, it was all because you're
aliens."
"We didn't want to hurt you," said Isabel. "We were
struggling with it ourselves. We didn't want to lose
you. We love you."
"This being....mates." Phillip struggled with the
word. "It's true? Really true?"
"Yes," Max told them. 
Diane and Phillip nodded slowly. 
"It's so much to take in. You have to understand this
is never what we expected to hear," said Diane.
"Aliens being real. My children being
aliens.....and..." Phillip couldn't say it.
"Mates. We're mates. We don't intend to make this any
harder than it already is. We'll get our things and be
gone as soon as we can," said Max standing.
"It's strange, but I can accept you being aliens more
than I can mates," said Diane. "I'm sorry."
"Give us time. I know we can do that too, but it's
just so much," said Phillip.
"We know it is. We're just greatful you accept we're
aliens," said Max. "Now... we need to go pack."
"You're still going?" asked Diane alarmed. 
"They can't stay here, Diane. They have to leave here
now that their going to live as they were meant to
be," said Phillip. "Right?"
Isabel nodded. "We have to. No one here would
understand."
Diane nodded. "I know. It's just that...."
"We'll keep in touch. I promise," said Isabel. She
wanted to hug Diane, but didn't know if she would
accept it.
Diane seemed to sense Isabel's hesitation and hugged
her daughter to her tightly. 
"I love you, baby."
"I love you too, Mom," Isabel cried. She looked at Max
and they sadly smiled.



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That night......


Max lay looking up at the ceiling in Michael's
apartment thinking about where he and Isabel would go
when they left Roswell. He looked towards the foot of
the bed when she came out of the bathroom.
"Michael really surprised me by offering to let us use
his apartment tonight," Isabel told him as she took
off her towel and crawled in next to him. 
"He's with Tess."
"Tess?" 
"They are desiding whether they are coming with us or
not," said Max as he pulled her to him.
"Where will we go, Max?" Isabel asked as she lay her
head on his chest. She knew he was as scared as she
was. 
"I don't know, but we'll be together no matter where
we are," said Max, kissing her head.
He rolled her on her back and began to run his hands
over her body, pushing the sheet down in the process.
They needed to forget about tomorrow and this was the
way he wanted to do it.
"You're so beautiful, Isabel. You're my heart and my
soul. My reason for being," he told her as he placed
light kisses on her body. 
"I love you, Max."
He moved in between her open legs and slowly encased
himself inside her welcoming body. 
"You're a fire in my blood, Isabel that I never want
to go out," he told her as he kissed her. 
Isabel smiled and kissed him back, her hands running
over his muscular back and up to the hair tickling his
neck. "Max.....Max," she cried as she arched up to
meet his body. 
Max slow thrusts grew deeper and stronger as the
pleasure built inside him. His nipples rubbed hers as
they moved against one another, the sweat of their
bodies aiding their movements. 
He had never thought to love anyone more than he had
Liz, but when his memories had been restored his heart
knew no greater love as that he had for Isabel. 
Without her he knew his life would end.
"I love you....I love you, Isabel," he moaned against
her mouth.
Isabel clinched around him, her body beginning to
convulse around the man she loved.
"Maaaxxxx....Maaaxxxxx!"
"Shhhh let it come.....let it come," he whispered as
he moved harder inside her. 
He sucked her nipple into his mouth and she cried out.
"Pleeeeeease!"
Her legs came up high and she took him deeper than
she ever thought possible. "Now...now...now!"
Drops of sweat poured off of Max as he raised up and
placed a hand between them to rub her clit. 
Isabel gasped and her eyes grew wide as she came. Her
nails dug into Max's back, but he didn't care. All he
cared about was Isabel. 
Isabel clinched tightly around Max holding him inside
her and his eyes widend. "Gawd, Isabel!"
She wouldn't let him go as she bucked up against him
and it excited him. "Isabel!"
Her hands danced along his hips and around the curve
of his tight ass. "Max....now, Max!"
She released him and he shoved deeper than he'd ever
gone inside her, crying out as his body gained the
release it craved by sending his hot fluid deep to her
core. 
They moved slowly together, their orgasms rolling over
them in little shock waves that stimulated them over
and over until they lay spent in each others arms.
"Hold me, Max," Isabel whispered.
"I am."
"Don't let go."
"I won't. Sleep," he told her as he kissed her brow.
"Sleep."
And with total exhaustion they did.


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The next day.........


Michael watched as Tess hugged Isabel then Max. "I'm
going to miss you."
"We'll miss you too," said Isabel tearfully as she
hugged Michael tightly to her and kissed his cheek.
"You'll call?" Michael asked as he hugged Max.
"Yeah. Every few days at least."
They stood looking at one another, no one ready for
the good-byes to end.
"You'll join us if you deside to move on," said Max.
Tess and Michael nodded. 
"I'm going to give time with Kyle a try. He can be
pretty cool for a Buddha Boy," said Tess.
"And Maria and me, we'll see how that goes," said
Michael.
Max looked at Isabel. "Time to go."
Isabel nodded. "Okay." She hugged Tess and Michael
again then climbed in the jeep. 
"Take care," said Michael.
"We will," said Max as he started the jeep.
"Bye," Tess called out, waving.
"Bye," whispered Isabel as Max drove them away.

"I can't believe this is how it all ends," said Tess.
"Isabel and Max together, and you and I with others.
Did you think it would be like this?"
Michael shrugged. "No. But we'll stick close to one
another...keep an eye on one another. And someday
we'll all be together again."
Tess smiled as they turned and each headed for their
own destiny.


************************


Max reached over for Isabel's hand and raised it to
his lips. "It's going to be okay."
Isabel smiled softly at him. "I know." She held
tightly to his hand. 
"We're home no matter where we are, Isabel, because
we're together."
Isabel nodded, the last bits of fear falling away.
She was with Max and it was going to be okay.



End