Title: Broken
Author: Lori R 2/02
Email: Gussywussy55@y...
Category: In Crowder (Kyle/Isabel)
Rating: 'Hard R' Due to some of the subject matter.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to JKatims and
UPN. I borrow them for my own enjoyment and no
infringement is intended.
Feedback: Yes please good or bad :)
Summary: This is a sequel to 'Second Sight'. It
follows Kyle and Isabel's now acknowledged love, and
further looks at Kyle's new power. This fic will be
more intense due to subject matter, so please be
aware.


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'Just For'...by Nickelback (Silver Side Up)

I want to take his eyes out
Just for looking at you
Yes I do
And I want to take his hands off
Just for touching you
Yes I do

And I want to rip his heart out
Just for hurting you
And I want break his mind down
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do

And I want to make him regret
Life since the day he met you
Yes I do
And I want to make him take back
All that he took from you
Yes I do

And I want to rip his heart out
Just for hurting you
And I want to break his mind down
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do

And I want to rip his heart out
Just for hurting you
And I want to break his mind down
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do

********

Kyle and Isabel sat at the counter in the Crashdown
with their friends. It was after hours and they were
just chilling and having a good time listening to
music and talking.
Isabel unconsciously traced a pattern on Kyle's hand
as she talked with Maria about the new day spa that
had opened in town. 
"I can't believe we have a day spa in Roswell," said
Maria smiling at the thought. "I could use some major
pampering."
"I know, I just hope it's a good one. I could really
use a good massage," said Isabel shifting her
shoulders.
"Hey, I can fix those shoulders," said Kyle as he
wiggled his fingers and then placed his hands on her
and began to gently massage.
"Ohhhhh Kyle....yes....mmmmmore...oh yes that feels so
good," sighed Isabel as she closed her eyes and
relaxed under Kyle's hands.
Snickering caused her to open her eyes and glare.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked unaware as the
others stared at her and tried to smother their
laughter.
"If that's the noise you make getting a massage I can
just imagine you having sex," said Michael smirking.
He realized what he had said and quickly amended that
statement at the others looks. "I mean I don't want to
imagine you having sex, but ...never mind," he said
walking off.
"That's right Spaceboy, put your foot in that big
mouth of yours," said Maria shaking her head at his
remark.
Isabel blushed as she realized she had sounded rather
naughty, but Kyle's hands on her had felt so good.
They had not moved beyond kissing and hugging. Kyle
had not even tried to make any moves on her and now
that she thought of it she wondered why.

Kyle rubbed his hands on his pants and sat back down
as Max glared him. Kyle had been effected by Isabel's
pleasurable sounds and Max had noticed. Great! Evans
may want him dating his sister, but he doubted that he
wanted him to screw her. Besides, Kyle wanted
everything to be right with Isabel before they moved
to a more physical relationship. Kyle may be ready,
but he didn't know if Isabel was. Well he thought she
might be, but he didn't want to wreck anything they
had by pushing her. 

"Kyle, I take it you haven't had anymore visions,"
said Liz, sensing Max's reaction. She would try and
take things in another direction.
Kyle shook his head. "No, it's been weeks now and
nothing. Maybe it was just a fluke," he said
hopefully.
He had been unnerved by the visions of Jesse, Liz, and
Isabel and he didn't want to relive any of it. If he
had to have a power he wanted a cool one, not one that
made him see dead people or bad things before they
happened.
Max shook his head as he took Liz's lead and moved on.
"I think they were most likely real Kyle. Nothing bad
has happened lately so that is why you haven't seen
anything since. But I suspect you will have more
visions though. Sorry," he told him with sympathy.
Isabel touched Kyle's arm as she said, " I still think
you have those images for a good reason Kyle. I mean
you saved Liz because you saw her in a vision, and you
helped us to know that Tess killed Alex. You just need
to learn to go with them and not learn to dread them."
"Easy for you to say, you aren't seeing this stuff. I
mean it gets pretty bad," he told her.
At her stricken look, he put his arm around her and
said, "I know you're right, you just have to give me
time. I haven't spent my whole life with powers like
you guys have."
Isabel smiled at him and lay her palm on his cheek. "I
know, and we promise to help you in any way we can to
make it easier Kyle."
Kyle kissed her gently on the lips and lay his
forehead on Isabel's. "Ready to leave?" he asked her.
Isabel nodded and they stood up, walking hand in hand
to the door.
"Night you two!" called out Liz.
"Night!" they called back.
"Hey Isabel!" called out Michael as he stood at the
pick up window.
"Yeah?" she asked turning back.
"Try to be more quiet would ya?" he teased her.
Maria hit him on the head and as Max frowned. 
Isabel blushed again as Kyle smiled and pulled her to
the door.
"Don't frown Max. She's a big girl and she's in love
with a good guy who loves her. Tell them good night
and don't frown while you do it," said Liz looping her
arm in his.
Max realized Liz was right. Isabel had been married
and widowed and was now happy with Kyle. He wouldn't
want her unhappy again just because he was protective
of her. So he smiled as he held up his hand and called
out, "Night Isabel...Kyle."
They waved their hands over their heads as they
glanced back. "Night Max." Then they went out the
door.
Liz hugged Max's arm to her as she smiled and said,
"I'm proud of you Max."
He smiled down at her and kissed her nose. "Thanks.
Now let's get this place cleaned up."

********

Kyle walked Isabel to her door and unlocked it,
holding it open so she could enter before him.
Isabel snapped her fingers and the lights came on.
"Now why can't I have a power like that?" he asked her
as he flopped down on the sofa.
Isabel sank down next to Kyle and kicked her shoes
off, tucking her feet up under her. She lay her head
on his shoulder when he put his arm around her.
"Kyle, we didn't know you and Liz would be getting
powers when Max healed you. But if gaining a power
means you are alive then be glad, no matter how
disturbing your power is. I can't imagine not being in
love with or not having your arms around me," Isabel
told him, her eyes swimming with tears.
Kyle lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her, his
hand cupping her neck.
Isabel opened her mouth eagerly to Kyle, her arms
going around him as she leaned into him.
Kyle felt himself growing hard and pulled his lips
from Isabel.
"I've got to go," he said relunctuntly.
Isabel frowned in confusion as her heart pounded
within her chest. "Why?"
Kyle looked at her and stroked her cheek. His eyes
softened as he told her, "Isabel, you are so beautiful
and I love you so much, but I need to go."
Isabel's hand held Kyle's to her cheek. "Please don't
go."
Kyle closed his eyes as he tried to fight down his
growing need for the woman he loved.
"Isabel...you don't know what you are asking of me."
"I do know. Stay with me Kyle. Stay the night with
me," Isabel asked him quietly, her eyes showing how
much she loved him.
Kyle looked at her. "Isabel?"
Isabel stood up and held out her hand. "Please?"
Kyle looked at her hand and then placed his in hers. 
Standing he followed her to her bedroom as Isabel
snapped her fingers to put the lights out.
Outside a shadow moved away from the window. It's
owner seething with anger at seeing Isabel in the arms
of another man.

The next morning...

Isabel opened her eyes to find the sun just peeking
threw the window. Her head was on Kyle's chest, her
legs tangled with his and the sheets. Kyle's arm was
around her and she never felt safer in her whole life.
She knew when he awoke, his breathing and his
heartbeat sped up. She raised her head to look up at
him.
"Morning," she smiled at him. His hair was all spikey
and she loved it.
Kyle smiled back, his hand caressing her back.
"Morning." She was so beautiful! Even after a night of
love making, she looked like a goddess.
Isabel lay her head back down and closed her eyes. She
loved Kyle Valenti with all her heart and right now
was the best time in her whole life.
"You okay?" he asked her as he played with her hair.
"Yes, I'm wonderful," she said contentedly as she
kissed his chest. "You?"
Kyle's grin spread over his face as he answered her.
"Are you kidding me? I'm the luckiest guy on Earth
right now. I've got my woman and she is the most
beautiful thing in the morning that I've ever seen."
Isabel smiled as she scooted up next to him and kissed
him. 
"I love you Kyle."
He grew serious as he looked at her and touching her
face he said, "I love you too, Isabel. More than I
ever thought possible."
He made love to her again. Slow, sweet love that made
Isabel forget everything but Kyle. She had never felt
anything as powerful as she did when Kyle was kissing
her, stroking her, when he was inside her.
Kyle had only been with one other girl in his life and
she was nothing compared to Isabel. Isabel was his
sun, moon, and stars, his light when there was
darkness. He knew as he came inside her that he never
wanted to be with anyone else.
As they lay their in each others arms he asked her,
"What if we made this official? You know, tied the
knot?"
Isabel's heart almost stopped at his words. "What?"
she asked him leaning up on her arm and looking down
at him.
"Would you marry me Isabel?" Kyle asked her quietly.
Maybe he was doing this all wrong? He shouldn't have
asked her after making love to her. Then heard her
sniff. Looking down he saw tears running down her
face. Oh crap! She was crying!
"Isabel?! Oh man, I didn't mean to upset you! I take
it back! I don't want to marry you! We'll just have
sex and stuff and pretend this never happened, just
don't cry!" he said as he gathered her in his arms. 
Isabel laughed. "I'm not crying because I'm upset, I'm
crying because I'm happy! Can't you tell the
difference?" she teased as she wiped her nose and eyes
with a tissue from the box by the bed.
"So is that a yes to the marriage thing or what?" he
asked her a little confused.
"Yes! It's yes!" she cried as she kissed him.
Kyle's heart swelled as he kissed her. 
"So we're getting married," said Kyle suddenly feeling
like it was all a dream. He couldn't be so lucky as to
have his come true.
"Yeah, we're getting married," sighed Isabel happily.
She never thought she would be happy again, but Kyle
was the best thing that had ever happened to her.
They lay together talking about how to tell the others
when Kyle asked, "When is this wedding going to be?"
"Soon," said Isabel snuggling next to him.
"Soon huh, how come?" he asked her as he caressed her
body.
"Because I want everyone to know you belong to me,"
she told him happily.
"Are you going to tag me too?" he asked her grinning.
"Maybe," she laughed.
Kyle looked at the clock and swore. "We were supposed
to be at Michael's for lunch 20 minutes ago. You know
there is such a thing as being with your friends too
much."
Isabel stretched and stood up. "I'll share a shower
with you to save time," she said innocently.
Kyle smirked. "Oh yeah that will really save
time...but let's do it anyway!" 
That's why they were an hour and a half late to lunch.

*********

"Where do you suppose they are?" asked Liz blowing a
strand of hair out of her face as they waited for
Isabel and Kyle to show up.
"I don't know. You did tell them what time didn't
you?" asked Max looking at his watch. They would never
be this late unless there was trouble. "Maybe we
should go look for them," he said to Michael.
Michael snickered and then coughed when Maria sent him
a withering look.
"What?" asked Max giving his attention to Michael.
"Nothin'," said Michael throwing a hand over his mouth
and looking away, grinning.
"No, you seem to know something, so what is it?"
persisted Max.
"Nothing. I don't know nothin'," said Michael
seriously.
Maria could kill Michael for saying anything, but
instead she said, "You know Max, their in love and
they may just want to be alone."
"Alone to have sex," said Michael under his breath as
he looked away.
Maria kicked him which made Michael gasp in pain.
"What'd you do that for? You know that's what they
have to be doing. At least someone is gettin' some
around here!" he said rubbing his shin.
"You're an idiot did you know that?" said Maria as she
kicked him again.
Max ran his tongue over his lip as he glanced first at
Michael and then at Liz. He suspected what Michael
said was right, and he didn't know if he should be
happy or alarmed at the development. Isabel had been
through so much and he didn't want to see her hurt
again if things fell apart with Kyle.

About that time Isabel breezed in the door with Kyle
right behind her.
"Sorry we're late, we had huh...something come up,"
said Isabel quickly. Then she took in the faces in the
room and instantly grew alert.
"What's wrong?" asked Kyle as he stood by Isabel. He
had seen the looks too, and he wondered what had
happened.
"Did you keep us waiting so you could have sex?,"
asked Michael point blank. He looked at Maria and
pointed a finger at her warning, "Don't you kick me
again!"
Maria stuck her tongue out at him and then kicked him.
"Ow! Would you stop that!" he growled at her as he
nursed his bruised shin.
Kyle and Isabel's eyes grew huge as they looked at
each other, and Isabel blushed. Kyle scratched his
head as Isabel placed a hand to her throat. 
"N-no! No, we were late because...because I...I
couldn't make up my mind what to...to wear," stammered
Isabel uncomfortably.
Kyle looked at her and grimaced. It was the first time
he had seen her lie and fail to convince anyone.
Isabel knew how bad the lie sounded and that made her
blush even more.
Kyle put his arm around her and said, "We were late
because I asked her to marry me."
"What?!" screamed Liz and Maria as they jumped up, and
ran to Isabel and Kyle to hug them.
Max and Michael looked at one another and then both
stepped up to Isabel and Kyle. 
Isabel looked nervously at the two men who were as
close to her as the one she was going to pledge her
love and life to. If they didn't give their blessing
she would die, because she wanted this so badly.
"We were going to tell you over lunch, but we didn't
expect to be this late," Isabel told them as she wrung
her hands. Max and Michael had been so opposed to her
marrying Jesse that she was afraid they would be the
same with Kyle even though they both liked him.
Max looked at first at Isabel then at Kyle, his own
face revealing nothing. Isabel glowed from love and
something else. He knew Michael was right. Isabel and
Kyle were late because they had been having sex. He
also suspected that it hadn't happened before. He also
noticed how nervous she was and suspected that had to
do with him. She was happy and Kyle was the reason,
and so Max was happy.
"Congratulations Isabel...Kyle. I know you two will be
very happy, because I've never seen Isabel happier,"
he told them smiling, as he enveloped Isabel in an
embrace, relieving her fears.
"Yeah, congratulations," said Michael as he shook
Kyle's hand and then kissed Isabel.
"Thanks guys," said Kyle as he shook Max's hand,
relieved not to be on the receiving end of an alien
glare.
Isabel's eyes shone with happiness. "I'm so excited!
We're not going to have a big wedding or anything. We
just want you guys and our parents. Nothing flashy,
just really simple," she gushed.
As the girls went off to plan, the guys went out back.
"So, getting married," said Max to Kyle. "Take care of
her Kyle. She's been hurt enough and I won't see that
happen again."
"Max.." Kyle started to say.
"I know...I know you love her, just take care of her,"
said Max seriously.
"I will, you can count on that," assured Kyle.
"Just make sure that you do," said Michael slapping
him on the back.
"With my life," said Kyle looking threw the window at
the woman he loved. "With my life."

*******

"I can't believe you are treating us to a day at the
spa with you!" said Maria excitedly. "I want a
massage so badly."
"I've never had a real facial!" said Liz getting in to
the spirit of things.
"Well ladies this is our day, so enjoy. A day of
pampering is what we should all have," she told them
as they were led down a hall to private rooms to
undress.
As Isabel was about to enter her room she noticed a 
man enter the room next door. She barley gave him a
glance before entering her room, and closing the door.

Isabel drew a robe on over her naked body and
proceeded out to where the masusse waited. 
She was instructed how to lay and soon her muscles
were being relaxed with a deep massage. 
Unbeknownst to Isabel someone was watching her through
a two way mirror, his eyes taking on a wild quality as
he observed her.
"I knew you show up here eventually. You never could
resist anything to make you more beautiful."
His eyes gleamed and he smiled knowingly as Isabel
went to stand, her towel slipping to reveal one
perfect breast. She quickly covered herself, checking
to make sure the masusse was otherwise occupied with
putting away the oils used in the therapy.
"Soon...soon you will be mine."

The three girls sat in chairs near one another as they
sipped fruit drinks and had their nails done.
"Isabel, this has been the most relaxing experience. I
never want it to end," sighed Liz closing her eyes.
"I should have this done everyday," said Maria picking
out a polish.
"It has been great," agreed Isabel. "I still can't
believe Roswell is where this paradise has opened. I
was half expecting to be let down, but this has been
wonderful," she confided to them.
"I think we should make standing appointments and make
the guys pay for them," said Maria holding up a hand
to inspect.
Liz and Isabel smiled at that thought.
Isabel looked at her watch and made a little face.
"Oh no, I've got to go! Kyle and I are going to dinner
and I need to get home to change," said Isabel
admiring her manicure. "I'll see you two tomorrow."
"Bye Isabel, and thanks again," said Liz.
"Yeah, thanks! Let me know when you want to have a
girls day again," said Maria waving her nails at
Isabel.
Isabel smiled and went to dress. She was getting ready
to take off her robe when she suddenly had the eerie
feeling that she was being watched.
Looking for some sign that she was being observed and
finding none, she hurriedly finished dressing and
left.

The man behind the mirror smiled. Soon he would have
what he desired.

*******

A few days later.....

"Isabel? Where are you?" called out Kyle as he stood
staring at the stacked moving boxes in front of him.
He could barely see over the top, Isabel had them
stacked so high.
"I'm in the kitchen!" she called out to him.
"K!" Kyle replied as he worked his way threw the maze
of boxes.
"This sure is a lot of stuff! Do you really think we
need all of this?" he called out to her as he
continued to follow the trail to the kitchen. He
picked up a rice cooker and frowned. What the hell?
Rice needed its own special pot to cook in? Kyle
replaced the cooker and continued on until he spied
Isabel in the corner of the kitchen packing some
boxes.
"Isabel, do we really need all of this? I mean some of
this stuff just seems like clutter to me," said Kyle
looking at the piles of dishes on the counters.
Isabel sighed as she stood up and looked at the mess
and then at Kyle. She had to agree it was a bit much.
She didn't even know she had some of this stuff.
"Maybe we can give some of it away to the needy. I
just didn't realize there was so much," she said
ruefully as she looped her arms around Kyle's neck and
kissed him.
Kyle's arms slid around her waist as he returned her
kisses. He looked around and grinned. "We never did it
in here," he said slyly.
Isabel smiled, but shook her head. "Kyle, we have to
get this stuff ready to move to our new apartment. Max
and Michael are coming over later tonight to help move
it. We can christen our new kitchen," Isabel said
smiling.
Kyle ran his hands down to Isabel's bottom and cupped
it, pulling her closer to him. She could feel his
hardness and desire rose in her. "Kyle..." she almost
purred, fighting the need to give in.
"Whaaat?" he asked her kissing her exposed neck and
upper chest, his hands pushing apart her shirt buttons
to reveal the swells of her breasts.
"Kyle," she sighed as his tongue flicked over her
skin, his hands pushing her shirt off of her
shoulders.
"Hmmmm" he hummed as her hands ran up under his shirt
to caress his back.
Coughing and the clearing of throats brought the two
heated individuals quickly back to the present.
"Bad time?" asked Michael drily.
Max looked uncomfortably at them.
"We came early in case there was a lot to move. I
guess we should have called."
"That would have been nice!" said Isabel, as she
quickly turned away to fix her clothing and gather her
wits about her. Kyle turned a few shades of red at
having been caught in a moment of passion by the two
men he least would liked to have seen it.
"Soooo you came to help us out," said Kyle blowing air
out and looking around.
"You didn't look like you needed any help," said
Michael eyeing the human.
"Michael!" said Isabel turning around and glaring at
him.
"Michael," said Max quietly, shaking his head at him.
Michael nodded and then said, "So do you have to have
all this crap?" he asked looking at the boxes.
Kyle exchanged looks with Isabel and said, "See."
"I said we would get rid of some of it," said Isabel
rolling her eyes. "Start over there by the door and
just start taking stuff over. Everything is labeled
with the room, cabinet, or closet it goes to."
The men began moving things out while Isabel started
on more boxes.
Kyle came back in and said, "We've got a truck load so
we're going on over. You sure you don't want to come
and tell us where this stuff goes?"
"I'm sure you three can handle it just fine. Just read
the labels Kyle and don't open anything. I will put it
all where I want it later," said Isabel kissing him.
"Okay, but if we don't get them in the right places I
don't want to hear about it," said Kyle leaving.

Isabel smiled as she sealed the last box up. Rising to
her feet she realized it was getting near dinner time.
She would clean up and then order some take out for
all of them. 
She walked to the bedroom and took off her clothes and
walked to the bathroom. Turning on the shower she
stepped inside and let the spray wash off the dust.
She could have used her powers, but she loved a good
shower. She washed her body with the scented bath soap
she loved and then washed her hair. She picked up a
towel and was drying off when the shower door behind
her opened.
"Kyle! Back already! Are Max and Michael still here? 
Im ordering take out so it should...." she turned
around..."Oh gawd! You!" she said fearfully clinching
the towel to her with one hand and throwing out the
other to use her powers. 
Before she could protect herself, a man using his own
powers, subdued her. Aware, yet powerless, Isabel
could do nothing but scream inside her head as she was
raped by the man she had seen at the spa. 
A man she now knew was Kivar.

*******

Kyle, Max, and Michael carried in the last of the
items to the kitchen. Kyle walked over to a counter
and was putting the microwave down when he was hit
hard by a vision. Staring at the front of the
microwave, he saw Isabel with a man in the bathroom
and he was horrified by the image.
"Oh gawd no!" he said shaking, as he backed away from
the image.
"Kyle? What is it?" asked Max as he and Michael stared
at him.
"Are you getting a vision?" asked Michael.
Kyle was still shaking as he headed for the door and
answered, "It's Isabel!"
"Isabel?!" said Max and Michael coming up behind Kyle.
"A man is attacking her!" Then with horrible
realization and tears in his eyes he stumbled towards
the door as the vision ended, but the image remained. 
"Kyle!" called out Max as he Michael started after
him.
Kyle turned with tears streaming down his face. 
"He was...he was raping her! I've got to get to her!"
Max and Michael's hearts grew cold at Kyle's words as
they all quickly headed for Max's car and he quickly
drove them towards Isabel's apartment. 
"We have to get there before it happens Max!" said
Kyle urgently.
Max pressed the pedal to the floor of the car trying
to speed to Isabel's aid, praying that they were not
too late or that Kyle's vision was wrong.

When they arrived at Isabel's, Kyle jumped out of the
car before Max had even stopped. He hurried inside
calling Isabel's name as he ran to the bathroom,
pulling up short at the sight of Isabel laying in a
huddled heap, naked on the floor of the shower, her
eyes staring at nothing.
They were too late. 
Kyle fell down beside her to gather her in his arms,
but Isabel flinched away shaking, turning her head
from him.
Max stared down at Isabel and started into the room
when Michael stopped him with a hand on his arm. He
shook his head when Max turned to pull away so he
could aid Isabel. 
"Max, she's terrified. As much as you and I want to
help her, Kyle is the only one she needs to be near
right now. All three of us in there might push her
over the edge even more."
Max hesitated, but then nodded at Michael's reasoning.
He turned to look tearfully at the woman he had been
closest to all his life and vowed to kill whoever had
done this to her.
So Max and Michael stood helplessly looking down on
Isabel as Kyle carefully spoke to her, his voice
breaking as he covered her with the towel laying near
her head.
"Isabel? It's me...Kyle," he gently told her trying to
keep his voice from breaking. His throat burned from
the effort, and his vision was blinded by tears at
seeing the woman he loved broken like this.
Hearing Kyle's voice, Isabel whimpered and curled up
even more into herself.
He tentively touched her hair, flinching when she did.
Finally she allowed him to touch her as he quietly
soothed her with his words. 
"Shhhhh he's gone now. We're here to take care of you
Isabel...shhhh," he said as he stroked her hair. When
Isabel finally slowed in her shaking, Kyle stood up
and carried her to the bed. Thank God, they had not
moved the furniture from the bedroom yet.
He covered her up and turned to Max and Michael.
"I'm going to kill whoever did this to her!" he vowed
quietly.
"I don't understand why she didn't use her powers on
the guy to protect herself," said Michael as he looked
down at Isabel. He didn't know which of them would get
to the guy first, but whoever it was who did this was
a dead man.
"Yeah, that's what I'm wondering too," said Max
squatting next to the bed and putting his hand gently
on her head. "I'm here Isabel. I'm going to take care
of whoever did this."
Kyle turned to Michael. "She wasn't fighting him," he
said thinking back.
"What? She would never have let anyone attack her like
that!" Michael stated strongly.
"I know, but that is what I saw! She was laying there
helpless," insisted Kyle furiously, sure of what he
had seen.
Max stood up and said, "Kivar? It couldn't be. Isabel
sent him back."
At the mention of Kivar's name, Isabel began to shake
uncontrollably.
"Max!" said Kyle as he rushed to Isabel's side, and
she allowed him to put his arms around her.
Max and Michael moved closer to the bed as Max again
squatted down and he asked, "Isabel? Isabel was
it...Kivar? Did Kivar do this to you?"
"She's shaking like crazy Max! We can question her
later, right now she needs rest," said Kyle wanting to
spare Isabel from anymore trauma right now.
Max stood up and motioned for Michael and Kyle to
follow him to the door.
Kyle reassured Isabel he was still nearby when she
clung to him. She released her hold on his arm, and
Kyle followed Max and Michael to the door, but he kept
his eye on Isabel.
"If it's Kivar that's raped her there is only one
reason for him to do that," said Max grimily as he
looked at the other two men. "He's trying for an heir
and this must be the only way he thinks he'll get
one."
They all looked at Isabel, and Kyle struggled with the
war within himself at this new added problem
"Do you think he succeeded?" he asked Max.
"I don't know," answered Max truthfully.
"Well can't you find out? Use your powers and find
out!" demanded Kyle.
"And if she is, what then?" asked Michael of the
others. "What do we do? She can't have Kivar's kid!"
"We find out first, then we worry," said Max heading
back to Isabel and kneeling down.
He placed his hand on her hair and smoothed it back
from her face as he said, "Isabel...we..."
"Not now Max. Leave it for tomorrow...please. One more
day won't matter," said Kyle changing his mind. He
couldn't stand to see her this way, and if she was
carrying Kivar's baby then at this point it might push
her straight over the edge. It could wait one more
day.
Max looked at Michael who nodded in agreement with
Kyle.
Max kissed Isabel on the forehead and stood up.
"I think we should move her from here. It might help
her," Max told them.
Kyle and Michael agreed, and so Kyle wrapped Isabel in
the blanket and carried her out to Max's car.
He held her as they drove to Michael's apartment, and
then carried her to Michael's bed and placed her in
it, holding her until she fell into a fitful sleep.
He would kill Kivar if he ever got his hands on him.

*******

Screams shattered the night waking the two aliens who
slept, and startling the man who guarded his love.
Michael and Max raced to the bed as Kyle tried to calm
Isabel. Finally she settled down, but she had a
haunted look to her. Each man wondered what if
anything else Kivar had done to her.
"I think we need to find out Kyle while she's this
way," said Max.
Kyle nodded and sighed. "Yeah I think you're right. Do
it." He closed his eyes a moment and prayed before
opening them to watch Max.
Max gently and slowly moved the sheet just enough to
bare Isabel's abdomen. He took a breath and then
glancing at Isabel's face he placed his hand over her
belly and concentrated. Perspiration gathered on his
brow and upper lip as he searched inside. Gasping he
broke free and fell back, catching his breath and
saying, "No! There's no baby!" He closed his eyes in
relief. She was spared having to carry Kivar's child.
Kyle closed his eyes and thanked the stars that Isabel
was not going to have a child by Kivar.
"He'll be pissed when he finds out," said Michael
stating the obivious.
A thought struck Kyle and he asked, "Why didn't he
just kidnap her instead of raping her and then leaving
her?"
Max and Michael shook their heads. Neither had an
answer.
Since it appeared Isabel had worn herself out, they
all settled down to rest while they could.


Isabel lay there listening to the voices of the three
men, some of what they said beginning to register with
her.
She wasn't pregnant. Kivar had failed. Thank God. She
didn't know what she would have done if she was. 
All she wanted to do was die. 
She felt dirty, and her abused body could still feel
Kivar on her, and inside of her. His scent lingered on
her body. He had left her when he heard the others
coming in, but she just couldn't tell them that yet.
Kivar had raped her mind as well as her body, trapping
her so she was helpless.
And Kyle.
He was trying to help, they all were, but she just
wanted to be left alone.
They couldn't help her.
No one could.

********

Isabel took the rag and scrubbed her body until it
felt raw. She wanted to let the showers hot water wash
away the smell and feeling of the Kivar on her, but
she couldn't risk it. She was afraid if she turned on
the shower that it would wake the men in the next room
and she didn't want that to happen. 
She scrubbed harder as hot tears coursed down her
face. Kivar had ruined her life with Kyle. There was
no way Kyle could love her or want to touch her after
Kivar. 
Isabel grabbed some clothes and put them on then with
one last look at Kyle, she left.

The next day Kyle woke to find Isabel gone.
"Max! Michael! She's gone! Isabel's gone!" he said as
he scrambled from the bed. He didn't think he would
sleep that hard and hated himself for doing so.
Max and Michael ran to the bed.
"Where could she be?" he asked them.
"Did you check the bathroom?" asked Michael.
He went to check and came back saying, "My clean
T-shirt and boxers are missing from the shelf."
"I can't believe I slept and didn't hear her!" Kyle
said beating himself up.
"None of us heard her Kyle. She snuck out on purpose,"
said Max rubbing his face, feeling just as bad as
Kyle.
"Where could she be?" asked Kyle with worry.

*********

Isabel walked into her apartment with trepidation. Her
breath caught in her throat, and her stomach rolled as
she neared her bedroom. Stepping inside on shaky legs,
she quickly scanned the room before moving tensely
towards the closet to get her overnight bag and some
clothes. She moved to the dresser and gathered what
she needed from there, quickly dressing in jeans and a
long sleeve shirt. She slipped her feet in her shoes
and picking up her bag she started for the door. 
She paused and then turning she slowly headed for the
bathroom. She stood staring at the shower, bile rising
in her throat, her body shivering as she recalled what
had happened to her here.
"What are you doing here?" asked a voice from the
door.
Isabel screamed as she turned and raised her hand to
release her powers, shattering the door. It wasn't
until too late that she recognized the man at the
door.
"Oh God! Michael!" She clutched one hand to her mouth
and the other to her chest as if to still her racing
heart.
Michael realized his mistake as he jumped from the
blast.
He had spooked her and she had almost killed him.
"I didn't mean to frighten you," he apologized. "What
the hell are you doing back here Isabel? Why didn't
you get one of us to come get these things for you?"
he asked her.
Isabel picked up her bag that had fallen when she
turned. She headed wordlessly out the door. Michael
watched her walk by him and then followed her.
"Kyle's worried sick about you! All of us are! Why did
you just up and leave like that?" he asked her.
Isabel placed her bag on the floor and said, "I needed
to be alone Michael."
"That's the one thing you didn't need Isabel," said 
Michael eyeing her. She was pale and shaking.
Isabel twisted her hands as tears gathered in her
eyes.
When she spoke her voice was strained and cracking.
"I can't be near....Kyle."
Michael frowned. "Why not?"
She whispered, "I'm..." Her face scrunced up in pain
at the memory of Kivar, her hands running over her
arms and neck as she stared unseeing through tear
filled eyes. She was shaking uncontrollably.
"Kivar...I can't ever...be with...Kyle...not right..."
Michael's mouth fell open at watching Isabel break
down like this. When she had killed Whittaker she had
been in shock, but nothing like he was seeing now.
He moved slowly to take her in his arms. She stiffened
at first and then she broke down hard, crying hot
tears onto Michael's shirt as he held her.
"Kyle loves you Isabel. He is kicking himself for not
being here to protect you. We all are. We are so sorry
for not getting to you in time. Kyle had a vision, but
it came to late." He cried with her, knowing her pain
was nothing he could imagine.
Sniffing Isabel pulled out of Michael's arms and said,
"I love Kyle, but Kivar has taken my life and ruined
it. I can't ask Kyle to wait while I try to regain my
life. I can't do that because I don't know if I ever
will."
"Don't you think you should discuss that with me?"
Kyle asked from the door.

Kyle stood at the door watching and listening to
Isabel and Michael, and his heart wrenched at her
words. 
Michael walked to the door. "I'll go." Then to Kyle,
"Watch out for her."
Kyle nodded as Michael left.
"So you were just going to leave? Not talk to me or
anything?" asked Kyle looking at her bag.
Isabel glanced at the bag and then at Kyle.
"I was going to my parents."
Kyle nodded as he looked around, his eyes tearing up,
his hurt and anger growing.
"Because you think I don't want you now that....Kivar
...now that Kivar has?" he asked her, stumbling over
Kivar's name. "Well that's crap! I love you and will
always want you. I can't believe you think I'm so
shallow that I wouldn't love you! This was not your
fault."
He walked towards her and placed his hands on her
shoulders.
"I love you, and you are coming to 'our' home, not
your parents. I can't help you if we aren't together."
Isabel swallowed hard, the knot in her throat making
it hard.
"No."
Kyle stared at her, his hands dropping to his side.
"No?" he said stunned she was rejecting him.
"No," she repeated with pain.
Isabel picked up her bag and said, "I can't be with
you Kyle when I feel like ...dirt." She paused then
said, "He used me, Kyle. I love you, but I can't
change how I feel right now about what he did to me. I
can't be with you." And saying those words, Isabel
left.
Kyle stood alone in the apartment and cried, his pain
at losing Isabel and all that had happened to her,
causing him to fall to his knees and cry with rage.

********

Jim Valenti looked down on his son and sighed. Kyle
had just told him that his engagement to Isabel was
off and why. Jim sat down and looked at his clasped
hands in front of him. 
"Give her some time Kyle. What Isabel went through is
a terrible thing for any woman alien or not."
Kyle stood up and began to pace as he spoke. "I know
that Dad, but don't you think I should be with her to
help her out with this? I mean we love each other, so
why won't she let me help her?"
Kyle stopped and looked at his Dad. "You know why? She
blames me."
"What? That's crazy Kyle. Isabel doesn't blame you for
this. Why would she?" said Jim looking up at his son
with concern.
"Because I didn't get there in time to help her! I
have this power to see the future to protect people,
and I couldn't save her from Kivar! said Kyle pushing
his hands threw his hair. "I let her down, and now she
thinks I can't protect her. And you know what? She's
right!" said Kyle as he stormed out the door.
"Kyle!" shouted Jim alarmed, heading out after his
son. But Kyle had already started his UV and sped off,
dirt flying in his wake.
Jim put his hands on his hips and stamped his boot in
the dirt with frustration as he watched the dust
settle back down. 
His heart ached for his son and Isabel, and now worry
for his son grew at Kyle's words.
Making up his mind, he decided he would head over to
Isabel's apartment and see if he could find anything
that would lead to Kivar.

********

Isabel sat on the bed in her old room and held her
pillow to her. She looked around the room that no
longer resembled what had once belonged to her. She
felt like a stranger here. She guessed it was true
that you really can't go home again.
A knock on the door made her sit up straighter.
"Come in."
The door opened to reveal her mother.
"Are you okay sweetheart? You never really said why
you are here, but you know you are welcome to stay as
long as you want."
Isabel nodded, but she didn't smile. "Thanks Mom."
Diane sat next to her daughter and put her arm around
her. "Did you and Kyle have a fight?"
Isabel didn't want to tell her mother what had
happened because it opened up too many questions and
her Dad would want the police involved. That couldn't
happen, so she said, "Yes...a fight. We had a fight."
"Well honey that's normal you should know that," said
Diane.
"Mom...I just really need to be by myself right now if
you don't mind," said Isabel. She thought she might
lose it if her mother kept on talking about Kyle.
Diane sighed and nodded as she patted Isabel's knee
and stood up.
"Okay honey. You rest and I'll call you when dinner is
ready."
"Thanks Mom," said Isabel as she watched Diane leave.
Isabel fell back on the bed and curled up in a ball.
She felt like her life was spinning out of control
with no help in sight.

********

Kyle walked into the Crashdown and headed for Max and
Michael sitting in a booth. 
"I need to talk to you two," he said as he sat down.
"What's up?" asked Max sitting up straighter.
"I want to know where I might find Kivar," Kyle said.
"We don't know Kyle, if we did we would have had him
by now," Max told him. "That's what Michael and I were
just talking about. We don't know where to begin since
we haven't talked to Isabel about the particulars."
"Well I want you to find out and let me know, because
she sure isn't going to tell me."
"And what makes you think you can do anything to stop
Kivar? The only powers you have are in the mind, not
something that would stop Kivar," said Michael.
"Just find out where he is or I'll do it myself, but
I'm going to kill him for what he did to Isabel, and
I'll do it with or without your help!" said Kyle
rising from the table and leaving.
Max and Michael watched him leave and then Michael
said, "He's a loose cannon right now Maxwell. I don't
even want to think about what Kivar would do to him if
Kyle ever found him."
"Kyle won't find him, Michael. We need to talk to
Isabel," said Max.
They left a tip and paid their bill, then headed to
the Evan's home.

********

Maria and Liz sat in the sauna at the spa talking.
They were the only ones in the room so they felt free
to speak about Isabel and Kyle.
Maria stretched her arms and lay her head back against
the wall of the sauna. 
"Did Max say anything to you about Isabel?" 
Liz looked towards Maria and wondered how much she
knew. Max had told her everything because he was
afraid Kivar might try to come after her to get to
Max. She hesitated and then said, "Yeah, did Michael
talk to you?"
Maria nodded. "I can't believe that she was raped by
Kivar! Oh my gawd! I would have been ...well I don't
know what I would have been actually. It's just so
terrible. Thank gawd she wasn't pregnant. At least
that bastard couldn't do that to her."
Liz agreed. "I know. I just feel so horrible for her.
I can't imagine what she went through. Max said when
Kivar figures out Isabel's not pregnant he might try
again."
"I hear Kyle's not taking this well. He wants Isabel
to move into their apartment like they had planned so
he can take care of her and she won't hear of it,"
said Maria.
"I know. Max said that Isabel won't have anything to
do with him and Kyle is about to lose it," Liz agreed.
Maria stood up and wrapped her towel tighter about her
body. "I'm out of here Liz. I've got to meet 'The Kit
Shickers' for a gig in an hour."
"Yeah okay." Liz stood up and followed Maria out of
the sauna. 
Neither woman noticed the camera that had video taped
them or the microphone that had allowed an angry alien
to listen in. 

*******

Jim Valenti opened the door to Isabel's apartment and
began to look around. His trained eye left nothing
unscrutinized as he combed the apartment for signs
that would lead to Kivar. He headed for the bathroom
and looked around. Finding nothing he headed back to
the front door. He walked around outside searching for
clues when he stopped, squatting down for a closer
look at a footprint. He didn't see the man until it
was too late. The hand on his chest searing a glowing
handprint on him as it sucked his life away. His last
thought was of the safety of his son and Isabel.

*********

Kyle sat the bar drinking his third beer. He ran his
hand over his head and blew out his breath. He was out
of ideas on where to look for Kivar. Laying his head
down on his arm his mind he closed his eyes. He was
so tired. He hadn't slept since Isabel had left
Michael's. If he could just rest, his mind might be
able to figure out where that bastard was.
An arm shook him as a voice said, "Kyle! Kyle wake up!
Where's your Dad? We go on in 5 minutes and he isn't
here yet!" said Maria shaking him harder.
Kyle looked up. "What? What do you mean he's not
here?"
He sat up and asked her again. "What do you mean he's
not here? He's always the first one here to set things
up," said Kyle.
That's when he glanced at the pitcher of beer in front
of him. In the glass pitcher he saw his father and a
man outside Isabel's apartment. The man pulled back
his hand and his father fell to the ground, a glowing
handprint on his chest.
"No! Oh gawd no!" Kyle shouted as he lunged off the
bar stool, tripping in his haste to get to the door.
"Kyle! Kyle what's wrong?" yelled Maria following him.
Kyle ran, never looking back as he yelled over his
shoulder, "Get Max and Michael! Oh gawd I saw a
man....killing my Dad! I've got to get to Isabel's
apartment before this happens!" 
Maria immediately went to call Michael, her heart
thumping loudly in her ears with fear.

*********

Kyle's SUV screeched to a hault outside the apartment.
He saw his Dad's truck and ran to it calling out,
"Dad! Dad where are you? Answer me!"
Finding nothing he ran to the area in his vision and
drew up short. He then ran to where his father lay and
pulled his lifeless body into his arms, his cry of
pain pouring from his burning lungs.
"Nooooooooo!"
Michael and Max rounded the corner of the apartment
building just as Kyle cried out.
"Dad, oh gawd no!" sobbed Kyle as he rocked his
father's body.
Max and Michael stopped at the sight of Kyle rocking
his father's body in his arms and crying.
Both aliens had tears streaming down their faces for
the man who had first hunted them, then protected
them, and finally had become their friend.
They approached Kyle and knelt down.
"Kyle," said Max quietly touching Kyle's shoulder.
"I saw it and couldn't save him! I saw Kivar kill my
Dad and I couldn't save him! I have this &%^&%()&
power to see the future to help people and I couldn't
save my own Dad or Isabel!" he cried.
"It wasn't your fault Kyle," said Michael. He was
devastated to see Valenti laying there dead. He had
been like a father as well as a friend to Michael and
the loss was weighing heavy. If it was this bad for
him, he could only imagine how Kyle felt.
"It is! It's all my fault! I was drinking and not
paying attention! I got my Dad killed," cried Kyle
bitterly.
"Kyle that's not true! This is all Kivar and we will
get him and make him pay!" said Max with
determination.
"He may have done the killing, but I let my Dad down
by not being here for him," said Kyle lowering the
body to the ground. 
"We have to get rid of that handprint Max," said
Michael looking around.
Max nodded and used his powers to hide the handprint. 
"We can't let anyone know about this Kyle. We have to
make it look like an accident or there will be
questions," said Max hoping Kyle would understand what
that meant.
Kyle stared down at his father an nodded. He knew what
Max meant. He stood up and then bent and picked up his
father's body and carried him to his SUV and placed
him inside.
"We'll meet at the bridge near Tucker's bar," said
Max.
Michael drove Valenti's truck, and Max drove his own
car.
It was dark now and so no one saw Michael driving
Valenti's truck. Taking back roads they drove to a
bridge out of town and stopped and got out. They
rolled the truck to the edge of the bridge at an angle
and positioned Valenti behind the wheel.
Kyle touched his father's hair and then kissed him, "I
love you Dad," he said as a tear fell down his cheek.
Then he joined Max and Michael and nodded.
Michael sent the truck flying down the bridge and they
all watched as it broke threw the railing and went
over the side falling to the rocks below.
Michael and Max had a sense of dejevu at watching the
truck go over. It was much like sending Max's jeep
over the side when they were preparing to go home, but
now Valenti was inside dead instead of seeing them
off.
Kyle watched the truck burst into flames and then he
turned around and started walking to his SUV.
Max and Michael ran after him.
"Where are you going Kyle?" asked Max.
"It doesn't matter," said Kyle starting his engine.
"Kyle, don't do anything stupid," said Michael with
his hand on the downed window.
Kyle gave them a look and sped off, Michael's hand
falling away from the window to his side.
"He's going to get killed Maxwell," said Michael.
"I know," said Max grimly.

**********

Kyle sat at the bar in the next town downing his
drink. He was trying to get himself drunk so he could
forget what a failure he was when it came to saving
the people he loved.
He knew when someone seated themselves next to him,
but he never looked their way until he heard his name.
"Kyle."
Isabel's voice was full of sorrow and something
else...love? No that couldn't be it, thought Kyle. How
could she love a failure or had she forgotten she had
left him for failing to save her from Kivar. His mind
was soggy with drink and sorrow.
Isabel placed her hand over Kyle's and said, "Kyle,
I'm so sorry about your Dad. I loved him too, you
know. He was so kind."
"Yeah that was my Dad...kind. He didn't deserve to die
the way he did by that bastard's hand. You know what?
I'm going to get revenge for you and my Dad, Isabel,"
said Kyle slamming his glass down on the table.

Isabel was alarmed at Kyle's words.
When Max and Michael had informed her of Valenti's
death and Kyle's reaction to everything, she thought
they were exaggerating, but now sitting here with Kyle
she could see they were right. He had lost all reason.

"Kyle, you can't go after Kivar alone! You don't have
the powers needed to go against him," said Isabel
hoping to make Kyle understand.
Kyle shook her hand off.
"I'm going after him and I won't be stopped by you or
anyone!" he said standing. 
Isabel stood as well and said, "Kyle this is
foolishness! You're grieving for your Dad! Don't go
out and do something stupid!"
"What do you care? You left me because I couldn't
protect you! So don't go and tell me what I should and
shouldn't do!" He stormed out of the bar, the patrons
watching him go with Isabel on his heels.
Isabel was devastated at his words. "I don't want to
see you dead Kyle, but that's what will happen if you
try to fight Kivar! He's too strong!"
"Then I'll die," said Kyle rashly as he got in his SUV
and slammed the door. "I've done it before. The only
difference this time is no one will care."
"Kyle! Kyle, I care! I love you! " cried Isabel. She
had no time to deny his words before watching
helplessly as Kyle sped out of the parking lot. Her
heart was breaking for the man she loved. 

She raced to her car and opened her door just as a
hand was placed over her mouth. A voice near her ear
said with low, moist whisper, "I've come back to make
sure that what is mine will be mine forever."
Isabel's heart stopped as Kivar ran a hand over her
and then shoved her into the car and lay on top of
her.
"I somehow failed in my mission before, but not this
time," he vowed as his hand tugged at Isabel's pants.
"No! No! Get off of me!" she screamed as she fought
Kivar.
Kivar raised his hand to her head to use his powers on
her, but she was prepared this time and fought him.
"I will have my son!" said Kivar with certainty as his
claw like fingers reached for Isabel's head yet again.
"Kylllle!" cried Isabel, her strength weakening
against Kivar.

Kyle drove off down the road, his speed accelerating
with every mile. He had one thought in mind.
Kill Kivar. He looked up in rear view mirror and
gasped at the image he saw there.
Isabel was screaming and fighting Kivar in her car.
She was calling his name.
"No!" he yelled as he quickly spun his SUV around and
headed back to the bar.
"I can't fail this time! I have to get there!" he kept
repeating.
He spun into the parking lot and screeched to a hault
beside Isabel's car, jumping out and running to her
car.

Kivar was so intent on possessing Isabel's body and
planting his heir in her that he did not hear Kyle
until it was too late.
"You bastard!" yelled Kyle as he pulled Kivar off of
Isabel and tackled him to the ground.
"You sorry, sick, murdering bastard!" said Kyle as he
hit Kivar over and over with his fists, the surprised
alien trying to regain his wits. He flung Kyle from
him with one wave of his hand, throwing Kyle into the
side of the building.
Kyle managed to stand and stagger, his determination
to kill Kivar sustaining him.
"You'll have to kill me," he told Kivar as he Kyle
went at him again.
Kivar was out raged that this human was interfering
with his objective. He again sent Kyle flying and then
proceeded back to Isabel who was now standing outside
of the car.
"You stay away from me!" she yelled at him, her hand
outstretched to protect herself as much as she could.
"I will have you and my heir Vilandra!" seethed Kiavr
as he advanced on her.
"NO! No you won't! I won't let you touch me ever
again!" she told him, with a sudden deadly calm.
Kyle stood up, and began to step cautiously behind
Kivar.
Kyle's rage, grief, and a sudden surge of strength
aided him when he picked up a board he found against
the building and swung it at Kivar's head.
Kivar realized to late that his attention should have
been on both Vilandra and the human. The blow to his
head cracked open his skull. The force of the blow so
strong, that Kivar's brains were exposed. He had had
no time to react.
Isabel stared at Kivar's body then raised her eyes to
Kyle. He stood frozen to the spot, the board still
clenched in his hands. He was breathing hard with
anxiety and adrenaline. The board dropped from his
hands and he staggered to Isabel.
"Are you okay?" he asked her, his eyes going back to
Kivar's body.
Isabel nodded. "Are you?"
Kyle nodded. "I promised I would kill him for you and
Dad....I kept my promise," he said quietly.
"Yes, yes you did," said Isabel, tears in her eyes.
They could hear people laughing and coming their way.
"We have to get rid of him," Kyle said, looking
around.
Isabel leaned over and placing her hand over Kivar's
body, burned it until nothing was left but ashes.
Then sweeping her hand, the ashes dispersed in the
air.
She looked at Kyle.
"I want to go home," she told him.
"I'll follow you to your folks," said Kyle opening her
door.
Isabel touched his hand.
"Kyle, I want to go to our home," she said softly.
Kyle looked her in the eye and said skeptically, "So
now that I can protect you you want to come home with
me?"
Tears sprang to her eyes.
"I never stopped loving you Kyle or believing that you
wouldn't stop at anything to protect me. I left
because Kivar used me and I wanted someone better for
you."
"That wasn't your choice to make Isabel," said Kyle.
"I thought you hated me for not protecting you. For
not seeing him in time."
"I just want us to be like we were Kyle, but I know we
can't," said Isabel softly, her hand gripping his
tightly.
"I don't blame you or look at you like you are used
goods Isabel. I only see the woman I love and want to
be with for the rest of my life," he told her touching
her face.
"I want to go home with you to our home Kyle," she
whispered again, touched by his words.
Kyle pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
"I love you Isabel," he said as he squeezed his eyes
shut and hugged her tightly to him.
"I love you too," Isabel said, her hands caressing his
neck, a feeling of safety flowing through out her
body.
Everything was going to be all right.



End