Title: A Part of You
Author: Lori R <gussywussy55@yahoo.com>
Category: Mi/Is  with other brief pairings, so don't
freak Cliffie's. 
Rating: 'R'
Certain pages of this fic contain NC17 material. Those
pages are indicated with NC17. A 'R' rated version is
available on request for those pages
Please do not read the NC17 verson if you are not of
age!
Disclaimer: Characters not owned by me, but by UPN.
Feedback: Yes please. It helps me to know what works
and what doesn't.
Summary: Isabel needs Michael's help, but ends up with
a whole lot more than she bargained for.
Set just after college graduation.

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

Isabel paced her room, her fingernails cutting into
her hand unnoticed.
She had been doing this for weeks now, pondering this
huge decision and asking Michael for help. 
Could she do this? Could she ask him to do this for
her? And if she did, would he do it? 

Maria would have a shit fic, not to mention Max and
her parents reactions, but none of that mattered. She
wanted this too badly.

Making her decision, she grabbed her keys and headed
for the living room, where she pulled up short at
seeing Max sitting there with Michael.
'Hey'," said Max and Michael as they glanced her way
and then back to the game on TV.
"Hey," she said falteringly. She hadn't counted on
seeing Michael sitting here. Her plan would have to be
put on hold.
"Watching the game huh?" she asked stupidly.
"Yeah, watching the game," replied Michael not looking
up.
Isabel went and sat down in the chair across from 
Michael, but just behind him where she could observe
him without notice. 

She didn't know how much longer she could put this off
before she completely lost her nerve. She just hoped
he didn't laugh or freak.
Lost in her thought she didn't realize that Michael
was speaking to her until he threw a pillow at her.
"What?! she asked as the pillow hit her square in the
face.
"I asked you what you are staring at? You have been
staring at me for the past few minutes...stop it! It's
driving me crazy!" said Michael turning back to the
game.
Embarrassed to be caught staring Isabel reacted
defensively, "I was not staring at you Michael Guerin!
I was lost in thought and you just happened to be in
way!"
Getting up and throwing the pillow back at him which
he easily deflected without looking up, Isabel went
back to her room and slammed the door, flopping down
on her bed, tears gathering at the corners of her
eyes.

This was not going to work. No way would he help her.
A knock on the door had her wiping at tears and
turning away from the door as it was opened to allow
Max entry.
"Isabel, are you okay?" asked Max coming to the bed
behind her.
"Yes I'm okay Max, why?" asked Isabel trying to sound
fine.
"Well you just came here and slammed the door after
yelling at Michael," he said.
"I didn't 'yell' at him Max, I just raised my voice.
Besides even if I did yell he had no right to throw
that pillow at me and talk to me like that," she said.
Max stared at her back incredulously, "Isabel that's
Michael, you know that. He didn't mean anything by
it."
Isabel nodded as she said, "I know. Look Max, I just
want to be alone okay? Just leave me alone."
Max looked at her a minute longer then went back out,
closing the door behind him.

They had all graduated college months before and
chosen to stay in Las Crusas. It was far enough away
from Roswell, but close enough if something happened.
It had seemed natural that the six of them would stick
close after all they had been through. 
Max and Isabel had chosen to keep the apartment they
had shared during their years in college, while
Michael lived in a small one nearby. He still dated
Maria who roomed with Liz, and he and Maria still
fought like cats and dogs, especially now that her
singing career was taking off. 
Max still dated Liz having put Tess behind them. They
had all been shocked to find out that she had
mindwarped Max about the baby dying and had taken his
healthy son away. The warp had worn off after she had
left the atmosphere. Max son still thought about his
son everyday.. 
Isabel had not really dated much since Alex had died,
instead she concentrated on her studies. Alex had been
her friend that she could confide in, and even though
he had loved her, he knew where her heart lay and
tried to comfort her when things didn't turn out the
way she had wanted. 
That job had now fallen to Kyle. Kyle had turned out
to be a good confidant to her, someone to whom she
could turn to with a problem like this one. He was the
only one now who knew everything.

"I've got to do this soon or I'll never do it," said
Isabel to herself. "I'll do it tonight."

********

Isabel knocked on Michael's door as dark was falling.
She bit her lip in disappointment as Maria opened the
door. She should have known she would be here.
"Isabel, what's up girlfriend?" Maria asked curiously.
"I huh...I was looking for Michael, but I can see this
isn't a good time. I'll just talk to him another
time," said Isabel turning to go.
"Hey wait, if you need to talk to him I'll get him,"
she said turning to yell, "Michael! Isabel is here to
see you!" 
Turning back to Isabel she said, "Come on in."
"No really I would rather this wait!" said Isabel as
she began to wish she had never come.
Michael appeared from the bedroom with wet hair while
he pulled on a T shirt, having just come from a
shower.
Isabel's stomach dropped at the sight.
"What's up?" asked Michael.
"Isabel wants to talk to you," said Maria going to the
couch.
"No really, I think it can wait. I'm just going to go.
I...I'll talk to you later Michael," said Isabel as
she headed out the door.
Michael looked at Maria who just shrugged, "I've never
figured that chick out."
"I'll be right back," he said as he went after Isabel
catching up with her in the parking lot.
"Isabel! Isabel wait!" called Michael as he grabbed
her arm. "What's up? Why did you leave like that?"
Isabel looked up at him and shook her head, "I just
realized that what I needed could wait is all. I'll
talk to you another time."
"You sure?" asked Michael. "We can talk now if you
want."
"NO!" she fairly shouted. "Huh no," she softened her
tone at his look. "Later is fine. Night Michael," she
said as she got into her SUV.
Michael stood watching her drive off and wondered just
what had got into her before he turned and went back
inside to Maria.

*********

Isabel had finally gotten to sleep when she heard her
door open.
"Max I thought you were staying over at Liz's
tonight?"
she said sleepily turning over. "Did you guys have a
fight?"
"It's not Max," said Michael as he came in.
Shocked at seeing Michael enter her bedroom, Isabel
sat up quickly pulling the sheet up to her neck and
asked, "What are you doing Michael? You haven't
entered one of our rooms unannounced in years, and
never mine this late."
It had never occured to Michael that entering Isabel's
room this late was not appropriate. Max's was okay,
but not Isabel's. 
"It's been bugging me all evening on why you came to
see me tonight. You acted all strange. I thought it
must be important," said Michael as  he sat on the
chair in her room and looked at her in her
bed...clutching her sheet to her chin.
"Why are you holding your sheet like that?" asked
Michael wagging a finger at her.
Isabel looked uncomfortable as she said, "Because I
sleep nude Michael. I didn't expect anyone to enter my
room unannounced like that. Even Max doesn't do that
anymore."
Michael's mouth dropped and quickly closed at her
words, but he didn't move. He usually didn't think of
Isabel as someone who could surprise him. Normally she
was very predictable and he wondered for a second what
else he didn't know about her.
"Michael if you would just wait in the other room
until I can put some clothes on then we can talk,"
said Isabel.
Michael reguarded her for a minute before nodding and
leaving the room.
Isabel took a deep breath before getting up and
dressing in shorts and a T-shirt and joining Michael.
The time had come.

Michael sat on the couch with his head back on the
cushion looking at the ceiling, but lifted it up when
Isabel came in. He watched her braless breasts sway
under her T-shirt, the nipples hard underneath.
Swallowing he asked, "What did you want earlier?"
Isabel went and got a drink for herself after Michael
declined one.
Finally she said, "Michael this is very hard for me,
and I want you to understand that I have given this
alot of thought, that it is not a whim or anything
like that. You are the only one who can help me and I
..."
"Isabel what the hell are you rambling on about? Just
get to the point," said Michael trying to figure out
what she wanted from him.
Looking away and taking a deep breath Isabel looked
back at Michael and said, "I want to have a baby and I
need you to help me."

Michael was about to laugh when he realized she was
serious. He sat in shocked silence and then jumped up
and yelled at her, "You're serious aren't you?
Holy...are you crazy? I can't believe you just asked
me that. What's wrong with you?" 
Isabel knew he would react badly, but never this bad."
"A simple, 'No think you Isabel' would have been fine
Michael," she said hurt.
Michael felt all the surprise leave him at her hurt
expression. He went to where she sat and knelt down
beside her.
"Isabel where is this coming from? I've never known
you to want kids. And why me?" he asked her more
quietly.
Isabel couldn't look at him as she answered.
"I've wanted a baby since the dreams Michael. I liked
how that made me feel. Everytime I see a baby or a
child I want one."
Michael looked away sighing. Those dreams.
"But why me? Why not ask some other guy or just
adopt?" asked Michael.
"Because I want my own baby if I can. I know there are
lots of kids who need homes, but I'm young and single,
I may not get the chance to be considered. And as for
other guys...I don't really know any. Besides we don't
know if we are compatable with humans."
Michael rubbed his face as he said, "Isabel I can't do
this. As much as I want kids, I never thought about
having them with you after the dreams and all. We were
young and with other people. I'm still with Maria and
I know she would not like it. As much as i'd like to
help you, I'm sorry I can't do this."
Isabel nodded still not looking at Michael.
"That's okay, I had to ask though."
He put his finger under her chin and said, "Isabel
look at me."
She raised her head, and the hurt he saw made him
wince. He had caused that and he didn't like hurting
Isabel. 
"I'm sorry."
"I know. Just forget I asked. You better go now," she
said as went to open the door.
Michael stood up and walked to the door. He felt like
he had just lost his best friend.
Looking at her one more time he left, the conversation
replaying itself over and over in his mind.

She cried. Well maybe in several years when she was
older she could apply to adopt, but it wouldn't be the
same. 
She wanted her own baby.

********

Michael lay in bed thinking about Isabel's request. He
hadn't thought about the dreams again until Max and
Tess and their baby. At the time he had wanted the
family in the dreams, but he knew it was not really
possible given their situations and ages, so he had
been relieved when they were just that, dreams. 
Looking over at Maria he began to wonder if Isabel was
right about not being able to mate with humans. He and
Maria had slipped up several times and it still hadn't
happened. 
Max and Tess had done it once and she had gotten
pregnant. 
Maria stirred in the bed and opened her eyes.
"Are you still awake?" she asked.
"I've been thinking," he said.
"About what?" she asked sleepily.
"Why haven't you gotten pregnant any of those times we
slipped up? Max knocked Tess up the first time they
did it, we've done and it and nothing," he asked.
Maria woke up fully at that.
"I don't know. But do we really want kids at this time
in our lives? I mean my career is taking off and you
have a great job, why spoil that?" she asked him.
"But you want kids someday, right?" he asked her.
"Sure, someday in the very far off future, but not
now," she replied. "What's set you off on this all of
a sudden?"
"I just wondered is all," said Michael turning his
back to her.
Maria lay back down and and wondered to herself what
had set this off, then shrugged and went back to
sleep.

Michael finally went to sleep, but his dreams were of
a baby...and Isabel.

*********

Max was eating lunch when Michael entered the
apartment.
"I thought we broke you of that habit?" said Max as he
continued eating.
"I've got to talk to you Maxwell," Michael said as he
looked around. "I didn't see Isabel's car outside, is
she gone?"
"Yes, she went to see Kyle," said Max. "What's up?"
"Max do you and Liz ever slip up when you have sex?"
asked Michael causing Max to choke on his food.
"What? Michael that's kind of personal," said Max.
"I'm serious Max, I need to know, do you?" said
Michael urgently.
Max stared at Michael and put his sandwich down
asking, "Michael is Maria pregnant? Is that why you
are asking?" 
Michael shook his head. "No, I'm asking because Maria
and I've slipped up a few times and she hasn't gotten
pregnant. You got Tess pregnant the first time. Have
you slipped up with Liz?"
Max flinched at the mention of Tess's name and the
baby.
"We've slipped up and nothing ever happened," said Max
sadly. He had hoped for a baby with Liz and it hadn't
happened. Of course they weren't married yet, but they
were planning to get married soon. "I've wondered
about that myself. Maybe we can't have children with
humans."
"That's what Isabel said," Michael told him.
"Isabel? Why were you discussing this with Isabel?"
asked Max curiously.
Michael realized what he had almost let slip and said,
"We were just talking about having families one day
and if it was possible with a human," he explained.
"Well it looks like our race will die out here with us
if it's true that we can't," said Max.
"Yeah, well thanks Max," said Michael as he got up and
left.

********

"So you asked him and he said no. I'm sorry Isabel. I
know this was important to you," said Kyle after
listening to Isabel.
"I just wanted it so badly," said Isabel as she tried
not to cry.
Kyle sighed as he sat down and put his arm around her.
"So what now? You gonna just give up? That's not the
Isabel I know," he said hating to see her so
disappointed.
"I have no other options," she said as she wiped at
her eyes.
Then she paused and looked at Kyle thoughtfully.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Kyle
moving away.
"Kyle, have you ever thought about havng kids?" she
asked.
"What!?" he said jumping up and rubbing his hands on
his jeans. "You can't be serious?"
Isabel got up and went to him.
"Kyle I want a baby. I like you, you like me..." she
said.
He interrupted her, "But I don't want to have a baby
with you!"
Isabel slumped her shoulders and said, "I'm sorry
Kyle, that wasn't really fair of me. I'm just curious
if we really can have babies with humans. You're my
friend and you just seemed to be the natural human
choice."
Kyle said, "You know that sleeping with you would be a
dream come true, but a baby...Isabel that's alot to
ask."
"What if I told you that all responsability was mine
and you just needed to get me pregnant? No ties to the
baby," she said.
"Same deal you were going to offer Michael. I can't
believe he turned down sleeping with you," said Kyle
shaking his head.
"I didn't get to that part with him," said Isabel.
"Why not? He might have done it just to get you in the
sack," said Kyle in his blunt way.
"Kyle!" said Isabel not really shocked. She knew Kyle
was kidding her. "Besides, he's not attracted to me.
He has Maria to warm his bed," she finished
unintentionally sarcastic.
"Interesting," thought Kyle watching Isabel make a
face as she said the last.
Maybe there is more to Isabel needing the only
available alien male to get her pregnant. Maybe she is
glad it's Michael.
"Say Isabel, why don't you try Michael once more and
see if now that he's had time to think about it he
hasn't changed his mind," said Kyle, the wheels
turning in his head.
"Maybe, but Kyle I want you to think about it too.
Please. I want this badly," she said as she got her
keys to leave.
"Yeah, sure I'll think about it. Why don't you just go
home and take a swim and chill," said Kyle setting up
the first part of his plan.
"Yeah I think I will. Later Kyle," she said as she
left.
Kyle rubbed his hands together as he rushed to his
phone and put the the next part of his plan into
motion with a phone call to Michael.

*******

Michael got over to the Evan's apartment and hurriedly
let himself inside calling out as he went, "Isabel!
Max! What's going on?" as he rushed around looking for
them.
Kyle had called and said that Michael needed to get
over here quickly and check out an arguement between
the two. Michael guessed Max had found out what Isabel
was planning and had blown up.
He stopped as he realized no one was there.
He would kill Kyle when he saw him next for scaring
him like that. Just what the hell was going on?
Then he saw her.
Isabel coming in the side gate of her fenced patio.
She had apparently been swimming because her hair was
wet and she was wrapped in a towel.
As he started for the sliding door he stopped as she
dropped the towel and reached up to untie her top.
Taking it off she stretched, her large tanned breasts
rising and then falling as she lowered herself to the
deck chair and lay down facing up.
Michael's reaction to her nearly naked body was
instant.
He had always wondered if she really looked like she
did in the dreams and now his question was answered.
She looked even better. Of course it had been almost
seven years since the dreams, but still. Damn, she was
beautiful.
And it also brought up a question. Since she looked
like she did in the dreams did that mean she was as
passionate? She had been a tigeress in the dreams and
he had had so much pleasure. Did the dreams really
indicate what was to come?
Correction, what would have been had they followed
that path.
Michael watched as Isabel took suntan lotion and
poured it in her hands rubbing it all over her body.
Michael licked his lips and his eyes were glued to her
hands as they applied the lotion to her breasts
causing them to glisten like the rest of her body.

"Michael, what are you doing?" asked Max coming up
behind Michael and startling him.
Michael turned away and hurried across the room
towards the door to leave, wanting to hide his bodies
reaction to Isabel as well as dodging questions about
why he had been watching her.
Max glanced out the sliding door and hurriedly turned
away calling out,"Michael! Stop right there!"
Michael turned with his hand on the door knob. 
"Yeah?"
"What were you doing peeping at Isabel like that?"
asked Max stunned at finding Michael watching Isabel
just now.
"I wasn't peeping Maxwell, so get your mind out of the
gutter," said Michael looking away.

The sliding door opened to reveal Isabel dressed.
She stopped short at seeing Max and Michael looking at
her strangely.
"Hey, what's up?" she asked as she went to the fridge
for a bottle of water and headed back to the patio.
When neither answered immediately she turned back to
them, "What's up with you two?"
"Nothing!" came the twin answers.
"Okaaayyy. Well see you later," she said as she went
back outside.
"Michael?" asked Max again.
"Max, just leave it alone!" said Michael as he headed
out the door.

Max watched him go and then walked thoughtfully toward
the patio.
Isabel sat on the chair her face lifted towards the
sun, eyes closed behind shades.
"What is it Max?" asked Isabel.
"Isabel, you need to be more careful about sunbathing
out here," said Max blushing.
Isabel slowly lowered her sunglasses.
"What did you just say?" she asked.
"You need to be more careful about what you wear...or
rather...don't wear out here," said Max. "Anyone could
see you."
"I'm in the privacy of my own patio Max, who would be
looking?" she asked and then realization hit her.
"Did you and Michael just see me out here?" she asked
smiling slightly.
"It's not funny Isabel! I came in and found Michael
just standing here and staring! What if it had been
someone else?" he asked.
"Don't be such a prude Max," she said putting her
shades back on and settling back.
"Isabel..." warned Max, not understanding what had
gotten into her.
"If Michael can't handle a little nudity then that's
just to bad," she said smiling inside.
"I give up," said Max going back inside.
"Well I'm not. Michael may not be interested in giving
me help right now, but he is interested in the body.
There may be hope for a baby yet."

******


Four Weeks Later...

Isabel came in from work and flopped down on a stool
at the counter in the kitchen.
"It sucks that we can't tolerate alcohol, I need a
drink really badly right now," she said to herself as
she dropped her head down on the counter.
"That would not solve anything and you know it," said
Max as he walked into the kitchen and hunted through
the cabinets for some snack food to tide him over
until his dinner date with Liz.
Isabel turned her head sideways to look at Max. 
"That was a private conversation with myself Max," she
said grumbling. "What are you doing home so soon?"
"I took this afternoon off and I'm playing hookey.
Thought I would spend time with Liz," he said as he
opened some Cheeze Doodles and started eating.
"I wish I had played hookey," said Isabel dejectedly
as she got up to go to her room.
"Isabel what's wrong with you? You've been mopping
around here for a week now. What's wrong?" asked Max.
"Nothing Max...just ...female stuff," she said so he
would quit asking her questions.
Max choked on his Cheeze Doodle at her explanation and
blushed. "Oh...well uh...I guess I'm not the one to
talk to then."
"Guess not," she said as she walked to her room and
closed the door much to Max's relief.

Isabel began to strip on her way to her bathroom to
take a shower. Her whole body was tense and tired and
she hoped the shower washed away her funk over Michael
not calling her about her proposition. She had just
known that after what happened a few weeks ago that he
would have changed his mind, but she guessed not.
As the water shot over her body, she thought back
three weeks earlier to what she thought had been the
turning point...

....She had been with Michael, Max, Maria, Liz, and
Kyle at the park on a picnic when she had spied a girl
from one of her old classes in the park with her new
baby and a crying three year old.
Going over to them and smiling at her friend, she had
stooped down and wiping at the little boy's tears 
asked, "What's wrong with you little guy? Don't you
like the park?"
Nodding his head he wiped at his nose and said, "I
want to swing and no one will push me."
"Corey I can't push you and hold the baby honey, I'm
sorry," said his mother also near tears.
"Can I push you Corey?" asked Isabel.
"Okay," said the little boy as Isabel took him by the
hand and led him to the swings.
Settling Corey in the swing and beginning to push him,
she never noticed Michael watching her or his smile
when she laughed with joy over the child's squeals of
delight as she pushed him higher on the swing.
Shortly they returned to his greatful mother and
Isabel asked, "Can I hold your baby, Kari?"
The woman beamed as she handed her just awakening baby
over to Isabel. "I can play with Corey for a few
minutes if you don't mind watching her."
Isabel smiled as she looked down at the baby cooing in
her arms and said, "Go ahead Kari. Sara and I will be
right here."

Michael had watched as Isabel played with a little boy
and now he observed her as she sat on the bench and
rocked a baby back and forth as she talked to it. It
must be a girl, it was dressed in pink.
She looked so happy and comfortable with those
kids...a natural. He had not thought of Isabel wanting
kids until her request, and strange as it seemed, it
also looked right. He remembered another time she had
looked like a natural with a baby. The one in their
dreams.
Without realizing he was doing it, Michael got up and
headed to where she sat, Kyle hiding a smile as he
watched him go.
"You look good doing that," he said as he sat beside
her and watched her smile gently at the baby in her
arms.
"You think so?" she asked as the baby began to sleep.
"Yeah I do," said Michael softly as he looked at
Isabel, really looked at her.
"Thanks," she said as kissed the baby's head.
"Babies always smell so good," she said as she sniffed
the one in her arms.
"Not always. Hey Space Boy! Time to go," said Maria as
she ruffled his hair.
Michael slapped his hair back down and stood up.
"Later Isabel," he said looking down on her as he
started to leave.
"Bye Michael... Maria," she said as she she continued
to look at the baby in her arms.
Michael walked off with Maria, but he kept looking
back at Isabel so engrossed with the baby that she had
barely said goodbye.
"Oh to have one like you someday," said Isabel to the
baby as she smiled again...

... but Michael had not come to her saying he would
help her. 
Turning off the water, she dried off and put on some
shorts and a T-shirt and went to the kitchen.
"You feeling any better?" asked Max as he looked for
his keys.
"Cleaner anyway. Keys are on the hook Max," she said
as she got out a coke.
Max grabbed the keys and went to the door.
"You going to be okay?" he asked hating to leave her
alone.
"I'm fine Max. Go have fun," she replied as she headed
for the couch and the remote.
"Okay then, night Isabel," said Max as he walked out
the door.
Isabel was almost settled on the couch when she heard
a knock on the door. Sighing she got up to anwser the
knock and stared in surprise at the person on the
other side of the door.
"Michael."
"We gotta talk," he said walking in leaving her
staring at the door wondering if this was going to be
a good talk or a bad one.

Following him into the living area Isabel asked,
"Michael what do you want to talk about?"
Turning on her he said, "No! You are not going to give
me that innocent look Isabel! You know why I'm here so
don't pretend you don't!"
"My request," she said quietly as she sat down.
"Isabel how could you do that to me? How could you
plant that in my head and then just expect me to
forget about it?" asked Michael as sat down and then
jumped back up in agitation.
"All I did was ask my friend to help me out Michael,
nothing more," she replied as she watched him start to
pace.
"No, what you did was plant images of you with a baby.
Our baby," he said looking at her.
"It would be my baby Michael, not ours," she said.
"That day at the park? Did you plan that?" he asked.
"No Michael, I didn't. I was as surprised as you to
see her, but I was glad too. I love Kari and her
children," said Isabel hurt that Michael would think
she would arrange that.
"Yeah, well I think it was very convenient she was
there," said Michael suspicously.
"Michael don't worry about helping me out anymore!
I've got a replacement," said Isabel standing up and
seething at Michael's attitude over the whole thing.
Michael did a double take.
"What? A replacement? Just who did you get to do it?"
asked Michael shocked and a little hurt that she had
found someone else already after saying she didn't
know anyone else to ask.
"Kyle. Kyle agreed to help me," said Isabel hoping
Kyle had changed his mind.
"Va-Valenti!? Kyle Valenti? Are you crazy! No way are
you having a baby with him!" yelled Michael.
"You can't tell me who to have a baby with Michael so
don't try! You said no and Kyle said yes, so you don't
have to worry about helping me anymore!" Isabel yelled
right back at him.
"So Kyle is going to go and donate to the alien cause
at some clinic. I'll bet he never figured to help out
an alien by filling a cup with his boys," laughed
Michael humorlessly.
"That's not how it's going to be done!" Isabel yelled
without thinking, then snapped her mouth shut quickly.
Michael eyed her as he came closer and asked, "What
are you talking about? How else are you going to get
it done?"
"None of your business Michael. When you declined to
help me you lost the right to know anything," said
Isabel.
"Isabel..." warned Michael feelings of jealously
rising from no where.
"You better go Michael," said Isabel as she went and
held the door open for him to leave.
Michael glared at her and said, "Fine!" and left.
Isabel closed the door and slumped down on the floor
wondering how wanting something so good could be so
hard. Michael had left her with only one thing to do.
She had to go find Kyle.

*******

Michael walked into his apartment and noticed Maria
sitting on the couch. He wasn't in a Maria kind of
mood.
"What are you doing here?" he asked tossing his jacket
down and flopping in a chair.
Maria just stared at him, "Thanks alot Michael, I'm
glad to see you too. I'm trying to chill before I go
to the studio."
"Why do you always have to chill here? You have a
home," Michael said laying his head back still
thinking about his conversation with Isabel.
Maria stuck her tongue out at him.
Suddenly he sat up and asked, "What ways can a woman
get pregnant?"
Maria stared at him like he was crazy and then smirked
as she leaned forward. "Are you kidding me? Well see
it's like this Space Boy, girls and boys are made
differently..."
"What ways Maria?" he almost yelled at her.
"Well besides the normal way I can only think of
invetro. I don't know Michael, I'm not into the kid
thing at this point in my life!" she yelled at him.
"Oh shit!" said Michael as he jumped up and grabbed
his jacket.
"Where are you going?" she yelled as she followed him
to the door.
Michael didn't answer as he started his bike. 
He was an idiot.

******

Isabel rang Kyle's doorbell and waited nervously,
rubbing her sweating palms on her shirt.
Well when plan 'A' fails go to plan 'B', she thought
to herself.
She jumped when he answered the door.
"Isabel? What's up?" he asked as he held the door open
for her to enter.
She didn't say anything until they were in the living
room.
"Well?" asked Kyle shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Kyle...I ...please Kyle you have to help me!" she
finally got out.
"Sure what do you need?" he asked her.
"I need you to get me pregnant," said Isabel in a
rush.
Kyle's eyes got as big as saucers.
"No! Isabel don't ask me to do this," said Kyle
putting up his hands and backing away. "You are my
friend and I love you , but I'm not going to risk the
wrath of Max Evans and his side kick Guerin," said
Kyle turning around.
"Kyle this is between you and me...not Max or
Michael," said Isabel as she slowly began to approach
Kyle, her lips pouting at him.
"Oh no, no, no, no!" said Kyle shaking his finger at
her. "Don't you try to use your great body and
luscious looking lips to entice me. I'm your friend
and that's not fair."
Isabel reached Kyle and ran a finger down his chest.
"Kyle, I ask for so little...please do this for me,"
she whispered as she began to kiss him gently.
Kyle groaned and shivered as he pushed her away.
"Isabel you are not playing fair!" said Kyle as he
felt himself weakening from her kisses and sweet
scent.
"Alex would have helped me no questions asked," said
Isabel as she approached Kyle again.
"Alex would have licked your feet Isabel, but I'm not
him and what you are asking of me..." began Kyle as he
stood face to face with her.
"I'm sorry Kyle," interrupted Isabel. "I had no right
to pressure you like that. I'm just so frustrated,"she
said laying her head down on his shoulder in
embarrassment.
Kyle put his arms around her and patted her head.
"Well join the club, what you just did isn't helping
me right now either," kidded Kyle trying to make her
laugh.
Grinning she said,"Sorry about the Alex remark and...
well everything." 
She was kissing him on the cheek when suddenly the
door burst open and Michael rushed in.
"Take your hands off of her Valenti!" warned Michael
as he rushed over to the startled couple and pulled
Isabel back behind him.
"Michael!? What are you doing here?" yelled Isabel.
"Guerin whatever you are thinking you are wrong man!
Nothing happened!" said Kyle prepairing himself for
alien wrath.
"What do you call what I just saw? You were getting
ready to... so don't say nothing happened!" shouted
Michael.
"Michael!" shouted Isabel as she pushed him away.
"I can't believe you were fixing to have sex with
Valenti just to get a kid! What's wrong with you? Are
you that desperate?" Michael gritted out.
"Thanks man," said Kyle only slightly insulted.
"Kyle vounteered because you wouldn't help me!" Isabel
gritted back.

Kyle's ears perked up at that. Volunteered? Since when
had he 'volunteered' to help her?  Then he smiled
slightly. She was a woman on a mission and everything
seemed to be fair in her quest to get one. He couldn't
wait to see where this went.

"I can't go to a clinic Michael, it has to be the
natural way and you wouldn't help me! Kyle is my last
hope unless I go out and just sleep with the first guy
I meet! Excuse me for wanting my baby's donor to be
someone I knew and at least had a good friendship
with!" Isabel yelled.
Michael and Kyle stood in silence at Isabel's tirade.
She had been pushed to the limit and could take no
more.
Without a word Michael grabbed Isabel by the hand and
pulled her toward the door.
"What do you think you are doing?" asked Isabel as she
tried to plant her feet to keep her from going with
Michael.
"If anyone is going to do this it's me," said Michael
never stopping and easily pulling Isabel out the door.
Shocked at his words, Isabel mindlessly allowed
Michael to lead her out.
Kyle watched them leave and his smile getting bigger
as he thought, "Damn....this is going to be good."
And he closed the door.

********

They hadn't said a word since leaving Kyle's.
Michael had followed her on his motorcylcle and they
had entered her apartment together.
"Um, you want something to drink?" she asked
nervously.
"Uh, no. I'm okay," he replied just as nervously as he
wondered just when he had made the decision to do
this.
Neither would look at the other for the longest time
until Michael said, "Uh maybe we should get started."
Isabel smiled shakily as she said, "Yeah okay..um
let's go in here," leading Michael to her room.
Michael looked around at the familiar and not so
familiar items in Isabel's room.
"Where's Max?" he asked standing in the middle of the
room.
"Out with Liz...dinner I think," she replied clinching
her damp hands infront of her.
"Oh," Michael replied as he began to rock on his
heels.
"I think he will be gone until late," Isabel said
making conversation.
"Well that gives us lots of time then," said Michael
and then he quickly looked at Isabel as his words took
on a new meaning even to him.
"Right...right. Look Michael, I've wanted a baby so
long and thought about it so hard, that I really
didn't give much thought to the fact we would actually
have to have sex with each other. I mean I knew we
would have sex...of course we would...but I never
thought about us actually 'doing' it," said Isabel in
a rambling manner.
Michael knew just how she felt.
She was just as scared and nervous as he was.
"Come here," he said as he opened up his arms to her
and held her close.
"Why don't we just take this slow. Talk...just relax
with each other. I mean we're friends...it's just this
one time so we can do this. Right? We can do this," 
he said.
Isabel nodded and said, "Yeah right. I think I will
turn on some music."
"Yeah music is good," he agreed as he sat watching her
and wondering how he would ever look  her in the face
again after this.
"It's just Michael, it's just Michael. No big deal
here. We're friends. We'll have sex and I'll have a
baby. That's it. No big deal...no big deal," she kept
thinking to herself as she searched for a CD.
Turning the music on low, Isabel turned back and said,
"I love dancing to this song."
Michael rubbed his hands on his jeans before he stood
up, and took her hand pulling her to him. He hesitated
before placing his hands on her and then began to sway
akwardly with her to the music.
Surprised yet pleased that he would dance with her,
Isabel gave in to the music and the pleasant smell of
Michael, relaxing against his body and letting him
lead her.
Her hair smelled good just like the rest of her
thought Michael as he tightened his hold on her.
He rubbed his fingers up and down her back, his breath
warm on her neck.
Then he began bent his head to gently kiss her neck
and then her face.
When his lips touched hers, shock waves went
unexpectedly through each of them causing them to gasp
in surprise.
Looking at each other they again kissed hesitantly.
It was like a huge magnet had drawn them together and
wouldn't release them.
She tasted of sweet honey.
He tasted like spice.
Michael kissed Isabel hungrily as she opened her mouth
to him, each lost in the kiss that they had no control
over.
Finally breaking apart they continued their mission.
His hands found her clothing and began to search
underneath, the feel of her silky skin giving him a
pleasant surprise that began to fuel his need.
Isabel thought she would die from Michael's kisses. In
her dreams he always left her breathless, but she had
no idea that he would do that to her out of her dreams
as well. She wimpered slightly when he pulled away and
began to raise her shirt over her head only to
recapture her mouth as he discarded the garmet.
She was braless and she fought not to cover herself
from his view just as she was confused by her breasts
aching need for his touch and hot mouth.
Michael swallowed hard as he made himself look at her
heaving breasts, and then couldn't look away as his
hands reached for the heavy globes and began to caress
them, their firmness filling his hands.
Isabel's moans caused him to look up as she closed her
eyes and her head fell back in pleasure.
Michael quickly discarded his own shirt and kicked off
his shoes, his hold on her barely released.
Isabel ran her fingers lightly over his chest as she
kissed it, sending shivers over Michael.
Her skin felt like it was on fire with need and
embarrassment as Michael reached for her waist band
and pushed her damp shorts down baring her body.
Michael groaned as he realized she wore no underwear.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed laying her
down and quickly divesting himself of his pants and
briefs, getting in the bed quickly and pulling the
sheet over him as he lay beside her.
"Michael?" she asked confused.
"I can do this...I want to do this...oh how I want to
do this..." he thought to himself as his aching member
throbbed.
"Michael are you having second thoughts?" asked Isabel
afraid as she covered up.
"No...no, no second thoughts. I just...nothing," he
said as turned to lean over her.
"You sure?" she asked. "I mean it's weird for me to
you know."
He had forgotten about that. "Yeah I know. I'm ready,
how about you?" he asked as he toyed with her hair.
Nodding because she was afraid to speak, Isabel put
her arms around Michael's neck and pulled him down to
her.
Michael pushed the sheet away and  began to caress
her, their need growing as she responded to his touch.
His hand searched between them and his fingers lightly
ran over her wet slit causing her to moan and her legs
to quiver.
Opening her legs, Isabel guided Michael to her and
gasped as he thrust inside where no one man had been
before, stilling for a moment to let her get used to
the feel.
Then he moved within her, his hands placing her legs
around him helping her to find the rhythum.
Isabel never knew anything could feel so good as she
moved her hips in time with Michael's thrust. 
"Michael..." she breathed as she began to feel a
sensation alien to her. The pleasure that was building
seemed like it would never give her a release. She
clutched at him and begged him not to stop as his
movements became faster and harder, his own pleasure
needing to be met.
Then he felt her walls contract around him and he
stiffened, both of them falling over the edge as they
reached the peak they both searched for.
Isabel cried out as Michael pumped his seed into her
and groaned in relief.
They lay forever it seemed panting until their breaths
steadied and their hearts quit beating wildly, the
feelings of pleasure still rolling over them.
Michael rolled off of Isabel and lay beside her, his
hands clasped over his chest as if afraid to touch
her.
He had never felt anything like that with Maria and it
confused him.
Isabel was also confused over her feelings.  She had
heard sex was great, but they never said how
electrifying it was. That you never wanted it to stop.
No wonder everyone wanted to do it all the time. And
Michael...either he was really good at sex or
something else just happened that she didn't know if
she wanted to explore.
But this was not about sex or how she confused she
felt. This was about a baby. Had it worked?
"Thanks Michael," she said quietly.
Michael started at her words.
"Uh yeah. So I guess you're pregnant now," he managed
to get out feeling strangely pleased that it was his
baby she would carry.
"Yeah I guess," she nodded as she wondered if she
would feel differently towards Michael and he towards
her now that they had done this.
"Good old alien super sperm," he said.
"Yeah," she said nodding.
"I guess I better go before Max comes back," said
Michael suddenly uncomfortable with his feelings and
as he sat up and lifted the sheet.
"Yeah," Isabel agreed as she looked away, embarrassed
to see him naked which was silly after what they had
just done.
Michael turned towards her after he had dressed and
seeing her glowing ,flushed face and knowing he had
caused it said, "You'll be a good mother Isabel."
She looked at him then and smiling she said, "Thanks."
He nodded and bending over her suddenly, he kissed her
gently on the lips and left.

Isabel lay there and wondered why she felt so empty.
She had gotten what she wanted, but she still felt
empty.
Rolling to her side, she thought about the warmth and
security she had felt when Michael had held her and
made love to her and she wanted it back.
She wanted that feeling back.
And she realized to her misfortune that not any man
would do.
She wanted Michael.


********

It didn't work.
Isabel couldn't believe it didn't work. 
She had felt that she wasn't pregnant and had gone out
and purchased a test not knowing if it would work or
not. It confirmed her fears that she wasn't, and she
felt cheated. Max had gotten Tess pregnant the first
time out, and she and Michael had failed.
Well that was that. It just wasn't meant to be.

The rest of the day she had tried to focus on her
work, but had been distracted and down. It was a
relief when she was able to go home. She just wanted
to be alone with her grief.
But that was not to be.
When she arrived home she found Max and Liz getting
ready to throw a barbque and everyone arriving.
Kyle came in and grinned at her hugging her extra
tight , but his grin turned to a frown as he realized
she wasn't happy. Guerin must have chickened out. 
Kyle hugged her shoulder and she smiled sadly and went
to get drinks, forcing a smile when anyone other than
Kyle looked her way.
Then Michael arrived with Maria.
Maria and Liz went out on the patio with Max to
discuss Maria's CD session and Michael joined Isabel
in the kitchen.

"So how is the little mother?" he asked her quietly as
he grinned like an idiot. "Feeling okay?"
Isabel looked at the ice she was putting in glasses
and then said in such a low sad voice Michael almost
didn't hear her, "It didn't work."
The grin slid from Michael's face. He was stunned. 
"What do you mean it didn't work? It had to of worked!
There is no reason you shouldn't be pregnant!" said
Michael as his voice rose.
"Keep your voice down Michael! I don't want anyone to
know what we did especially Max," she hissed at him.
"I don't get it! Max and Tess do it once and 'boom'
she's knocked up, I do it with you and nothing," he
hissed back. "Something must be wrong with you."
Isabel threw some ice in a glass and it bounced right
back out as she slammed the glass down in anger.
"Me?! You think there is something wrong with me? What
about you?" she said turning to face him. "Why
couldn't it be you? I mean your sperm probably choked
to death in those briefs you wear. What happened to
the boxers you used to have?" she hissed back.
"Maria gave them to me so I wear them," he said
defensively as he crossed his arms refusing to believe
his choice in underwear could be the problem.
"Well you couldn't get me pregnant Michael so the
fault lies with you," Isabel said still stinging from
Michael saying it was her fault.
Arms still crossed and his ego insulted Michael said,
"And you really belive that? My guys are tuff Isabel!
They are strong swimmers!" 
"They drowned Michael! Face it, I'm not pregnant and I
don't see Maria pregnant either!" she replied as she
got in his face.
She regretted it as soon as she said it.
The look on his face made her anger and hurt fade
away.
"Michael...I'm sorry! I didn't mean..." 
"What the hell is going on in here? If you two aren't
any quieter your little secret is going to be out,"
said Kyle as he stuck his head in the kitchen.
You could cut the tension with a knife.
"Isabel is everything all right?" Kyle asked as he
glanced between Michael's hurt look and her devestated
one.
"Nothing Kyle...it's okay," whispered Isabel still
staring at Michael.
Kyle knew something big had happened and he was dying
to know what, but he also knew when to leave and left.
"You really think it's me don't you?" he asked her,
his eyes having never left her face.
"Michael I don't know who's fault it is, I just know
I'm not pregnant," said Isabel turning back to the
glasses.
Michael reguarded her another second and left.
Isabel slumped over the sink and felt worse than she
did before. 
This day sucked.

The evening was long and Michael and Maria bickered
the whole time.
When they finally left the others sighed in relief.
"What is going on with those two?" asked Max.
"Maria says Michael has been talking about babies and
she's not ready. She doesn't even know if she wants
kids," said Liz. 
"Michael and kids? Take me now I've heard it all,"
said Max not believing it.
"Why not?" asked Isabel her interest perking up at
this bit of information.
"Maria's  career is very important to her and she just
doesn't want them right now," said Liz.
"And Michael, I know he's always wanted a family, but
I don't know if I see him with kids," said Max.
Kyle looked at Isabel, both of them knowing why
Michael had this interest in babies. 
"Well you never know what will make a person want to
be a parent Max. Even Michael," said Isabel as she got
up to go outside with Kyle on her heals.
Max and Liz watched them go and then forgot about them
as they began their own private party.

*******

"I don't want to have this discussion again Michael!
You know my feelings on this subject! I'm not ready
and don't know when or if I ever will be!" shouted
Maria as she turned down Michael's bed.
Michael stood there with his hands on his hips and
looked at her. 
"IF you'll be ready? What's that supposed to mean?"
asked Michael.
"Just what I said Michael! Not every woman wants kids
and I think I may be one of them," clarified Maria.
"Go home," said Michael.
Maria stopped in mid climb as she was getting in the
bed.
"What?"
"I said, 'Go home'," said Michael. "I don't want you
sleeping here tonight."
"Michael, if this is about this stupid
conversation..." began Maria.
"You know how important family is to me Maria. I grew
up not having one except for Max and Isabel. I thought
staying here on Earth with you would give me that, but
I'm finding out I really don't know you at all."
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"It means that your career seems to have taken over as
number one in your life and I'm number two. We don't
seem to be what the other needs anymore. I think we
need to call it quits," said Michael.
Maria's mouth fell open.
"You're dumping me? Me? I don't think so Space Boy,
huh huh, no way. I'm dumping you!" she yelled as she
put on her clothes and gathered her things.
"What ever, just get out," said Michael.
"Bastard!"
"Bitch!"
The door slammed as Maria left. 
Michael sat on the edge of his bed and covered his
face with his hands. He expected to regret his
decision just now, but instead he felt relief. 
Maria was gone from his mind within minutes as images
of Isabel and those kids popped up. Then the look on
her face when she told him she wasn't pregnant. She
had been so sad. He had been too.
Michael went to his dresser and took out all of his
briefs and tossed them. He was going to give Isabel's
suggestion on his underwear a try. He just couldn't
face the fact the whoever had engineered them might
have  made him unable to have kids. On top of the rest
of his life that would be the final straw.
Settling down to sleep, Michael soon found himself
dreaming of a woman with long blond hair and open
arms. In the arms of this woman he found peace and
contentment.
Isabel.

*******

One month later...

Isabel sat in the park and watched the children
playing. If she couldn't have her own then she would
enjoy watching the ones here.
A shadow fell on her face causing her to look up and
shield her eyes. 
"Can I sit?" asked the familiar voice.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Michael.
He hadn't spoken to her since the barbque. Oh he was
around when they all got together, but he had avoid
speaking directly to her even though he stared at her
hard enough.
Max had asked her if they had had a fight, but she
just said no.
"Sure," she replied as she moved over on the bench and
went back to watching the kids so she wouldn't be so
nervous.
"So you and Maria aren't together anymore," she said.
"No, not for awhile now. Her career was more
important," he said.
Michael followed her gaze to the children.
"So I guess you and Kyle either didn't do it or he
couldn't get you pregnant either," said Michael
wanting to kick himself after he said it. Why had he
said that last part?
Isabel was silent a minute before she said, "I didn't
ask him again. And for your information he turned me
down before. You were my only chance."
Michael knew it cost it her to admit that, but still
he asked, "Then why did you say that he had agreed to
do it?"
Isabel shrugged. "I don't know, I guess I wanted you
to be get ticked at it being Kyle and help me out. I
don't know Michael. It was stupid of me."
Michael watched as a little boy came running by and
tripped, falling on his hands and knees.
Isabel jumped up and hurried to pick up the child and
comfort him as his mother came rushing up. 
"I think he's okay just scared," said Isabel as she
handed him to his mother.
"Thank you," said the woman as she hugged the boy to
her, and said comforting words as she walked away with
him clinging to her neck.
Isabel watched them walk away, unaware of the look of
longing on her face or that Michael watched her
intently.

Michael's heart felt like breaking at watching her.
She deserved to have a kid and that kid deserved her
for a mother. 
He had never realized until the past month just how
much Isabel had to give and had given to all of them.
She had looked out for them, encouraged them,
supported them, and tried her best to keep him and Max
from tearing each other apart at times. 
He and Max took it for granted that Isabel would be
there to do these things for them and never gave back
to her.
But now he could.
Isabel sat back down as Michael cleared his throat and
said, "I think we should try again."

She didn't think she had heard him right.
Turning to him, she asked, "What did you say?" 
Michael looked down at his hands and then at her and
said, "I think we should try again. I mean it couldn't
hurt could it?"
Isabel felt hope rise in her as she said, "You don't
have to you know."
"No I think I do, not just for you, but for me too."
At her questioning look he said, "I want to be a part
of it's life if you get pregnant Isabel. I want the
kid to have two parents and... I want a kid."
Isabel made a little 'oh' with her mouth and looked
straight ahead.
She should have known that he would want that.
"Well?" he asked her clinching his hands together as
he waited for her anwser.

Isabel thought about Michael as a dad and knew he
would make a good one despite what Max thought.
It would mean sharing the reponsibilities of raising a
child with him, and that meant close contact with him
on a near daily basis. She wouldn't mind that at all.

"Okay Michael," she said as she turned to look at him.
"Okay," he said trying not to show his relief. "So
when do we try this again?"
"Whenever you want," she said, her beating faster at
the thought of making love with Michael again.
"How about you come by my place tonight and I'll fix
you dinner," he said.
"You don't have to do that Michael," she said, but was
strangely pleased that he wanted too.
"Seven o'clock," he said as he got up to leave.
"Seven," she said as she nodded and watched him go.
She was excited and nervous as she looked back towards
the children and wondered if tonight her dreams would
come true.

*******

Michael let Isabel in at seven o'clock sharp and
looked at her with appreciation at her attire.
Isabel had worn a low cut button up blouse of deep red
with a black leather ankle skirt that slit up the
front with strapless sandles. Her nails matched her
blouse.
"You look nice," he said as he watched her move
further inside the room.
"Thanks...you do too," she replied as she noticed he
had made a special effort for her. His black jeans and
dark green shirt opened at the throat with the sleeves
rolled up to the elbow. It looked good on him.
"Ready to eat?" he asked her nervously.
She glanced to where he set the table with candles and
even a table cloth.
Smiling she said, "I guess so. I would hate to waste
such a nice table."
He looked embarrassed, yet pleased at her words.
To her surprise he held her chair as she sat down.
Going to get their plates he returned with homemade
pizza and salad.
"Wow Michael your famous pizza! You rarely make it
since it takes so much time. Thank you," said Isabel
sincerly. She was touched.
"Yeah well it's a special occassion. I just thought
why not."
They ate in near silence each very aware of what would
happen when they were finished.

Finally they moved to the living room and Michael
turned on the stereo. Isabel expected heavy metal and
instead heard romantic tunes filling the room.
He really did want this to be special for her she
realized.
Reaching out with his hand, he took hers in his and
pulled her to him and held her close as they danced.
She breathed in deeply the scent that had invaded her
dreams lately. She had found  herself thinking more
and more of Michael and wishing for a relationship
with this man she had called her friend all of her
life, and who had been her betrothed lover in the one
before. But now she would have to be content with
being his friend and maybe sharing a child.

Michael ran is hand over Isabel's back and let it rest
in the gentle curve above her hips.
He closed his eyes and thought about all he had
realized she had come to mean to him and he knew that
whether this worked or not he wanted her to be in his
life as more than just a friend. Could he accept it if
she didn't?

Pulling back he kissed her lightly on her forehead and
then made his way to her waiting lips, sucking on the
top one before he thrust his tongue inside her mouth.
She was melting. 
Her whole body felt on fire from his touch and kiss,
and she was going to die if didn't have more.

Michael sensed her need and pulling back he looked in
her eyes as he took her hand and led her into the
bedroom.
The only lights were two huge candles and the moon
shinning in from the sky light and windows.
He kicked off his shoes and she did the same before 
he took her face in his hands and kissed her gently,
the kiss deepening as he pulled her closer to him, his
arms wrapping her around her as if to never let her
go.
His hands began to unbutton her blouse and they grazed
her breasts as he removed the garmet and looked down
on her heaving breasts.
He slipped the straps of her lacey bra off and reached
to unhook it, pulling it from her and tossing it on
the floor.
Her breath caught as he ran his fingers lightly over
her full breasts and leaned to suck first one and then
the other.
She plucked the buttons from his shirt and ran her
hands inside over his chest, her fingertips just
grazing his nipples on her way to pushing the shirt
off of his shoulders and down his arms to the floor.
She kissed his chest with tiny kisses as she reached
for his belt and divested him of it and his pants
revealing boxers of deep green.
"I like your choice of underwear Michael," she giggled
softly as her hand sought out the large bulge in
front.
Michael hissed as she touched him and then ran her
hand s inside his boxers to pull them off.
Michael ached to have Isabel and soon had her skirt
and panties off of her, his member poking for entrance
to the place he desired.
"Mmmmichael," she breathed raggedly into his shoulder
as he kissed her neck.
They fell back on his bed and she reached down and
grasped him in her hand, pumping his hard length, the
precum aiding her motions.
Michael's breath was coming hard and fast. He grasped
her hand to still it as he moved to lean over her.
"I don't want to waste anything," he breathed as he
moved between her parted legs to her hot entrance,
dripping with its readiness for him. 
He slid his huge organ into her and they both gasped
at the tight feeling and pleasure that took hold of
them.
He kissed her deeply as he moved slowly in her, his
hips thrusting and retreating giving them both worlds
of pleasure.
"Isabel," he sighed as she moaned deeply.
"Michaelllll," she panted as he reached between them
for her hot spot. 
He looked down on her face, their eyes locking on one
another as their sweat slick bodies continued to feed
the need of the other.
As they felt their peaks being reached, Michael sped
up his motions, Isabel matching him thrust for thrust
until they exploded, crying out to each other. 
The culminating pleasure rolled over them so hard they
thought they would die from it and would have willing
done so. Long after the orgasmic euphoria came to a
close, they clung to one another as if it would keep
the moment from ending. But end it did.

Michael didn't want to move out of her, but he knew
she must be uncomfortable under his weight and started
to move, but stopped as Isabel whispered, "Don't
move...I want you inside me."
He lay with his arms supporting most of his weight off
of her, but stayed inside of her warmth, her legs
wrapped around him as if to lock him in.
"Isabel..." he said, catching himself before he told
her he loved her and ruined the moment. 
She caressed his face and moved a lock of errant hair,
before saying, "I don't want this to end Michael."
"It does feel good," he said misunderstanding her.
Isabel's hand stilled and she looked away.
"Maybe you should get up," she said hurt thinking that
it had not meant the same thing to him as it had to
her.
Michael saw the disappointment on her face and said,
"Isabel."
She didn't look his way.
"Isabel look at me," he said softly as he traced a
path on her collar bone with his finger tip.
She turned tear filled eyes to him and he said, "I
don't want being with you to end either."
She smiled as he kissed her and felt himself grow hard
again.
"Michael..." she said in relief.
"Isabel in a little while we have to have a serious
talk," he said as he again made love to her.

********

They were drying each other off after making love in
the shower when Isabel gasped and touched her abdomen.
"What?" he asked placing his hand on top of hers.
She smiled up at him.
"Yeah? We did it? Oh man!" he said as he grabbed her
to him and swung her around.
"Michael put me down," she laughed.
Michael suddenly stopped and put her down gently, "I'm
sorry! Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" he
asked concerned.
"No you didn't hurt me and I'm wonderful! I'm great!
I'm pregnant!" she shouted.
"Oh my God!" said a voice at the door.
Turning in surprise, they saw Maria standing in the
door reguarding the naked couple with shock.

"You are a bastard and you are a slut!" screamed Maria
as she headed for the door.
Michael chased after her and locked the door with his
powers preventing her escape.
"Maria you don't understand!" said Michael as he
struggled to put on his boxers.
"No I think I do Michael! You and Isabel have been
sleeping together behind my back!"
"No we haven't! You and I were finished a long time
ago and I just followed my feelings for Isabel! I love
her and won't have you talking bad about her!" 
he said in a rush.
"You love Isabel? Since when?" asked Maria just as
shocked as Isabel to hear Michael's words.
Isabel stood there in Michael's shirt and tried to
breathe.
He loved her. 
And then she fainted.


*******

Isabel awoke to find Michael standing over her as she
lay on the bed.
"What happened?" she asked as she started to get up.
Michael pushed her back down as he said, "Stay right
there Isabel, you fainted. I've sent for Max."
"What? No you shouldn't have called him!" she said
trying again to rise.
"He's going to find out Isabel, so now is just a good
a time as any." 
Max was going to kick his ass, thought Michael as he
layed a cool rag on Isabel's head.
"Where's Maria?" she asked as she lay her head back
down.
"She left," he said as he took hold of Isabel's hand
like she would go away if he let go.
"Michael...you said something to Maria," Isabel said
as she searched his face.
"You heard me say, 'I love Isabel'. Yeah, I said it
and I meant it," he said to her.
"I love you too. I don't know when it happened, but
I'm not sorry," she told him.
"I'm glad to hear..." he started to say when Max burst
into the room followed by Liz.
"What happened?" he asked alarmed that Isabel who
always took care of them was now ill.
"I just fainted Max," said Isabel.
Max stopped at the site of Isabel lying in Michael's
bed dressed in what looked like nothing more thatn
Michael's shirt. 
"What? Huh...did you notice anything unusual before it
happened?" he asked looking between her and Michael.
Isabel looked from Max to Michael and back."
"I said I loved her," Michael told him.
"Oh, I...you what?" he asked stunned.
"And I love him too," Isabel said.
"Since when?" Max asked wondering why he didn't know
anything about this.
"Since he got her knocked up I'd guess," said Maria
from the door.
All eyes went to where she stood and then to Michael
and Isabel.
Isabel's eyes flew to Michael.
"Maria...." warned Michael low.
"Is that true?" asked Max shocked turning back to the
two.
"If you mean am I pregnant, then the anwer is yes,"
said Isabel defiantly.
Max angrily turned on Michael. "How could you do that
to her?" he asked.
"Max, he didn't do anyting to me. We made this baby
together and we are thrilled. No body asked you to
like it," said Isabel.
Michael stood up and faced Max.
"Get used to it Max, Isabel and I are together and
we're having a kid."
Liz looked at Maria and saw anger, hurt, and remorse.
"Maria, are you okay? I thought you and Michael were
broken up? I mean how can you be upset over this?"
asked Liz.
"I thought you would be on my side!" said Maria
surprised.
"Maria you  know I am, I'm just trying to understand
why you are so bothered by this. You said you didn't
want kids and Michael did. You should have expected
this. I don't care how many times you two have broken
up, this was a major problem that couldn't be
resolved."
Maria looked at them and with tears in her eyes turned
and left.
"We want to know why she fainted Max," said Michael.
"I mean is it alien related or what?"
Max knelt by Isabel and placed his hand on her
abdomen.
After a moment he said, "I hope you have on something
under here because I need to get direct contact to
check something out."
Isabel looked at Michael and she asked,"Is something
wrong Max?"
"I don't know. Isabel?" Max questioned her as he
indicated the shirt.
"I'm decent," she said nervously as she clung to
Michael's hand.
Max raised her shirt and placed his hand on her again
and concentrated, moving his hand after a bit. Then he
released her and fell to the ground gasping.
"Max!" Isabel cried out as she looked on his heaving
form.
"Max...are you okay?" asked Michael as he helped Max
to his feet.
"Yes...I'm...fine," Max said regaining his breath.
"Max...is everything okay...with the baby?" asked
Isabel.
She had waited so long for this baby and to be told it
wouldn't be ...she didn't think she could handle that.
Max looked between Isabel and Michael and said, "There
are two of them. Two healthy babies."
As Isabel's mouth fell open, Michael hit the floor in
a dead faint.

"Michael...Michael wake up," said Isabel as she patted
his face.
Michael opened his eyes and looked up at Isabel's
concerned face looking down on him.
"Michael, are you okay now?" she asked him.
Nodding he sat up and looked around.
"Where is everyone?" he asked.
"I asked them to leave," she replied.
He looked at her and taking her hand he asked, "Did he
say..."
"Twins. Yes he did Michael. We are having twins," she
said still in shock herself.
"We better hurry up and tie the knot then. Twins come
faster then one don't they?" he asked her.
"I have no idea if they do or not Michael ...oh and I
didn't say I would marry you," said Isabel still
trying to get used to all the changes that were
occurring in her life. All of them good.
"What?!" he asked her not believing she was saying no.
"I will, but you sure assumed a lot," she smiled as
she leaned over to kiss him.

********

Kyle smiled as he watched as the newlyweds drove off
in the SUV with pacifiers and plastic bottles trailing
behind.
"What are you smiling at Kyle?" asked Maria as she
walked up beside him.
"Happy endings sappy as they may be," he said to her.
"You okay?" he asked.
Maria nodded as she watched the SUV until it was out
of site.
"I'm fine. I think I knew he was never totally mine.
It just hurt that it didn't take as long to get over
me as I had hoped," she sighed.
"So you are okay with this?" asked Kyle as he looked
at her sideways.
"Yes, I'm okay. We wanted different things and now we
both have them. It took a while for me to figure that
out though," she smiled.
Sticking his arm out to her, Kyle asked," Want to go
for a drink?"
"I would love it," she said as she took his arm and
they started to walk away.
"Think they'll be happy?" she asked him.
"Hell yeah," replied Kyle grinning. "They both got
what they wanted, a family and each other. We should
all be so lucky."



End