Title: I Remember You
Author: Lori 5/01
Email: Gussywussy55@y...
Category: Michael/Isabel
Disclaimer: The WB not me...
Feedback: Yes please!
Dedication: This is for Yiota who requested the theme,
Luv and Maizli for all of their support, and all
Cliffies.
Summary: Isabel and Michael are swimming and
remembering...

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Kyle plopped down in the booth across from Isabel
chattering animatedly.
"So Isabel, I was wondering if we could maybe go
dreamwalking again? I've got this new Playboy, and
Miss May is to die for!" said Kyle a grin as huge as
Texas plastered on his face.
Isabel had not looked up since Kyle had sat down.
Trying to swipe unobtrusively at her tears, Isabel
said,"Not now Kyle. I just need to finish studying for
my chem lab."
Kyle frowned as he noticed that Isabel's voice sounded
strange, and immediately asked,"Isabel...are you
crying?"
Isabel shook her head, and sniffed before looking up.
"No...no. I'm fine. I just...I..." she looked toward
the counter, and away quickly, her words trailing off.
Kyle looked towards the counter, and saw Michael and
Maria kissing. Looking back at Isabel his eyes, and
voice softened as he asked,"Want to come to my house?"
Isabel looked at him for just a minute as he in turn
looked back at the two who were kissing. Nodding her
head, Isabel and Kyle collected her books and left.

*******

"Will Tess mind us using her room?" asked Isabel as
she sat on the bed, and looked around.
"My room! Not hers...mine! It's on loan to her only.
And no she won't mind. She's off with Max somewhere
anyway," said Kyle as he sat on the floor.
"Kyle, I'm not going to do the Playboy magazine dream
again. That was just too weird last time," said Isabel
as she leaned back against the wall.
"No, that's okay, I didn't ask you here for that,"
said Kyle quickly. 
"I'm not making out with you either," said Isabel
wairly.
"Did I even ask you too? " said Kyle offended.
"Sorry...then why did you ask me here?" she wanted to
know.
"You looked like you needed a friend. I just wanted to
be a friend for you," said Kyle smiling gently.
"Thanks Kyle, but I really don't know what you mean.
I'm fine," said Isabel pretending that everything
really was.
"Isabel, a girl doesn't just cry over nothing.
Okay..some do, but not you. I saw them. I know what
made you cry. You've got a thing for Guerin don't
you?" asked Kyle looking her straight in the eye,
daring her to deny it.
Isabel looked away. Biting her lip, she finally nodded
her head, tears forming again in her eyes.
"Yeah... I thought so," said Kyle as he got up and
came to sit by her on the bed, putting his arm around
her.
Isabel at first was stiff, but then needing a friend,
she lay her head on Kyle's shoulder, and let the tears
come.
"Why don't you tell him?" asked Kyle.
"No! And don't you tell him either!" said Isabel
firmly as she raised her head, and snuffed.
"When did this happen? I thought you were just
friends?"
Isabel was quiet a moment before she answered.
"Kyle, if I tell you something do you promise not to
tell?" asked Isabel.
"What? Sure, I won't tell. What is it?" he asked,
curious as to what Isabel was hiding.
"A few weeks ago... I finally remembered part of my
life on Antar."
"What? But how? Why keep it secret?" he asked shocked.
"I have been practicing my powers lately without
telling Max and Michael. I have been doing the memory
retreaval with Tess. Sometimes I do it alone. That's
when it happened. I remembered a part of my past
life," she said quietly.
"And what did you remember?" asked Kyle, feeling like
he aleady knew.
"I remembered Michael. My life with him to be exact,"
she whispered.
"Was it good? Bad? What?" asked Kyle.
"It was very good. Amazing infact. Now when I see him
I ache. And when I see him with Maria...I
hurt..badly," she said sadly.
"Then why don't you tell him?!" asked Kyle still not
getting why she was keeping that part secret from
Michael.
"Because he loves Maria. I won't break that up," she
said.
"Yeah...right. I see what you mean. I still think you
should tell him. Orrrr...you could show him!" said
Kyle very excited.
"What do you mean 'show him'?" asked Isabel.
"Find a way to let him remember your life together,
and then he can make the choice," said Kyle.
Isabel leaned over to kiss Kyle's cheek.
"Thanks Kyle. You may just have something here. And
Kyle...thanks for listening, but if I find out you
told anyone about our talk, I will zap you with a
horrible deformity," smiled Isabel as she got up and
left.
"Your welcome," said Kyle swallowing hard at her
threat, knowing she would carry it out.

*******

Isabel entered Michael's apartment, and appoached his
bed quietly. She looked down at his sleeping form ,and
smiled softly.
He was spread out on his stomach, the covers pushed to
the end of the bed in an attempt to keep cool in the
heat filled night. 
Looking closer she noticed he wore boxers with little
green men on them to bed. Who knew, she laughed to
herself.
Leaning down, she blew softly on his ear, and
whispered,"Michael...Michael."
Michael's head popped up, his hair shaggy over his
eyes as he rubbed t his ear.
"Isabel? Isabel is that you? What are you doing here?"
he asked eyeing her through squinted eyes.
"I want you to come with me," she said as she stood
up.
Michael sat up, and looked at her like she was crazy.
"Isabel it is midnight. Why are you here?" demanded
Michael.
"How many times have you come to Max's or my room in
the middle of the night Michael, and asked us to go
somewhere with you, and we did it? That's what I'm
asking of you right now. Come with me," she asked.
Michael realized this was important to her, so he got
up, and put on his pants ,a shirt, and shoes.
"Okay, so where are we going?" he asked as he followed
her to the jeep.
"You'll see, " she said smiling mysteriously as they
drove off into the night.

********

"Why are we in the woods?" asked Michael wiping his
brow as he followed Isabel. 
She carried a blanket as she wove in and out of the
trees. Finally she stopped , and pushed aside a huge
branch revealing a pond with a trickling creek running
into it.
"Wow! This is nice. I had no idea this was here," said
Michael as he walked around.
"Yeah, I think it's beautiful...peaceful," said Isabel
pleased that Michael liked it.
"How did you find it?" asked Michael as he came
towards her.
"By accident. I come here alot at night to think," she
said as she looked up at the stars.
"By yourself? Are you crazy!? Does Max know about
this?" asked Michael angry at this revelation.
"No he doesn't know, and he's not going to. This is my
spot that I have chosen to share with you Michael, and
you alone. Don't make me regret that decision," said
Isabel firmly.
Michael shook his head, but then nodded, "Okay, Isabel
it's our little secret. But I'm not happy about it. I
don't like to think of you driving all the way out
here alone in the middle of the night. It's not safe,"
said Michael.
"We're alien's Michael. I can do more damage to
someone who would try to attack me, then he could do
to me," said Isabel as she spread out the blanket.
"I still don't like it," said Michael as he joined her
on the blanket.

They lay back, and looked up at the stars shining down
on them.
"Do you think that one of them is where we come from?"
asked Isabel her hands crossed on her stomach.
"I don't know. I don't know that we will ever know,"
said Michael, his arm behind his head.
Taking a deep breath, Isabel sat up, and looked at
Michael.
"I'm hot. Want to go swimming?" she asked.
"Swimming? In what?" asked Michael looking at her.
"In the pond silly," she replied rolling her eyes.
Michael threw her a mocking look.
"Very funny. I mean we didn't bring anything to swim
in," said Michael.
"I don't use a suit here," she answered as she stood
up, and began to peal off her shorts.
Michael sat up quickly, and nervously watching her
said,"Isabel what are you doing?"
"Going swimming," she said matter of factly even
though she was nervous as hell, as she continued to
undress, by pulling off her shirt.
Jumping up, Michael said,"Isabel, we are not going
skinny dipping! Just stop right there!"
Isabel swallowed her anxiety as she reached behind
her, and unhooked her bra, sending it down her arms,
and to the ground in one fluid motion revealing her
full breasts.
Michael's mouth fell open as Isabel's breasts were
bared before him. Quickly averting his eyes, he turned
away as she started on her panties.
"Isabel, stop it!" exclaimed Michael his body
beginning to respond to the situation.
He heard a splash, and turned around.
"Where are you?" he called out when she didn't
surface.
"Isabel? Isabel, this is not funny, where are you?"
called Michael starting to panic.
The water stayed still where she had entered.
Quickly taking off his shoes, Michael dove into the
water, and then heard laughing as he came up.
"What the? Shit Isabel! You scared the hell out of me!
What's wrong with you?" Michael yelled at her as he
stomped out of the pond.
"Michael don't be mad," laughed Isabel as she swam
near him.
"That was not funny Isabel! I thought you had drown or
something! Damn it! What the hell is wrong with you?"
he asked still scared, and now angry from her joke.
As she realized how much she had frightened Michael,
Isabel sobered , and looked up at .
"I'm sorry Michael. It seemed funny at the time. I
realize now it wasn't. Forgive me?" she asked feeling
badly about the joke.

Michael looked down at her, and his breath caught.
Her hair hung damp around her shoulders, the moon
glowing on her wet skin, her breasts seeming to float
in the water.
"Michael?" she called to him.
"What? Huh...yeah. I forgive you. Just don't let it
happen again," he said stupidly.
"Michael, come swim with me. You're aleady wet," she
asked again just short of begging.
Michael took deep breaths before saying," Only if you
stay on that side of the pool."
"Fine," she agreed readily.
Pulling off his shirt and pants, Michael started into
the water when he heard her laugh.
"Take off your boxers Michael. There is a reason it is
called 'skinny dipping'," she laughed softly.
"No way!" he replied.
"Chicken!" she called out. "Michael Guerin, afraid to
skinny dip. Now I've seen everything," she called out
the dare.
Michael froze. He hated being dared. And it was worse
when Isabel did it.
Turning he went back to dry land, and closing his eyes
he took off his boxers hoping she didn't see how she
was effecting him. Opening his eyes, he turned, and
ran for the water.
"Nice package Michael," grinned Isabel as she
struggled not to let her mouth fall open at the sight
of him. 
He was just as he was in her dreams. 
All of him.
"Yeah well, I'm real thrilled about this. I hate dares
Isabel, and you know it," he said irritated.
Swimming near him, Isabel said, "Michael, isn't this
much more comfortable?"
"Comfortable? Yeah, I guess," said Michael in a
strangled voice as Isabel came inches from him, the
water lapping at her breasts.
"Michael?" she whispered softly.
"Ye..yes?" he croaked.
"Your skin shines in the moon light," she said even
softer as she touched him with her hands.
"Really?" he breathed as he took in her wet lashes ,
and full lips.
Putting her hands behind his neck, she pushed her body
to his, her hard nipples rubbing him, his arousal
poking her. Leaning forward she took his upper lip
between hers, and gently kissed him.
Michael returned the kiss with only one thought.
This is Isabel.
THIS IS ISABEL!!!

Isabel sensed the moment reason came back to him, and
locked her legs around Michael's waist while she
deepened the kiss, her tongue thrusting between his
lips into his mouth, searching.
Michael struggled against her for a moment, and then
returned the kiss with his own thrusting tongue.
His hands tangled in her hair, as he felt his hard
member probing her in the water.

Then the flashes came.
Sharp, quick flashes of ...Isabel. Only she wasn't
Isabel, she was Vilandra. 
And he was there too. But he wasn't himself...he was
Rath.
They were together at a pool much like this, under two
moons, and they were making love in the water...it was
their first time.
Michael saw them in different time frames that allowed
him to see his life with her.

Finally breaking away from their kiss, Michael stared
into Isabel's eyes. 
"Did you see it?" he asked, not wanting to say what he
saw in case she had not.
"What did you see?," she asked as she touched his
cheek, and then ran her fingers through his wet hair.
"I remembered you," he said.
She smiled softly, her love for him coming through to
him.
"It was us wasn't it?" he asked in awe.
"On Antar. Yes it was," she replied.
"It wasn't what could be, but what was, wasn't it?" he
asked trying to understand.
"I think so. I think it is memories of our life before
we were... killed. I saw us in a place like this. I
also saw a baby...a son. And I saw us die," she said
as the tears began to fall at the memory of holding
their baby as he died, and then knowing they were
dying too.
Michael wiped her tears with his thumbs, and pulled
her close.
"Shhh, it's not real any more. We are alive now. We
are right here," he said soothingly.
"We were happy Michael. The three of us. We loved each
other," she said wistfully.
Michael heard the want in her voice for the life they
had had before being sent here. He couldn't let her go
on with this...too much was at stake.
"Yeah, we loved each other Isabel. Then. But this is
now, and I'm with Maria," he said holding her face to
his so she would look into his eyes.

Isabel felt herself die a little inside. She had
thought when Michael saw what their life had been like
that he would want to be with her...but she was wrong.
Grasping for anything to help her make him see that
they should be together, she pressed closer to him,
and said in a voice husky with need, "Your body says
differently, Michael." 
Michael cursed his body for betraying him.
"I'm a guy Isabel. We always react to beautiful girls
this way," he told her.
"Michael, would you do something for me?" she asked.
"What?" he asked warily trying to loosen her hold on
him.
"Kiss me," she requested.
Michael stopped moving and said,"Isabel, I just told
you that I'm with Maria. We agreed along time ago that
this destiny thing was not in the cards. Why are you
doing this?" 
"We never agreed that destiny was not for us Michael,
we just never talked about it. Max was the one who
said we make our own destiny, and look how that turned
out? He is with Tess now," she said, a bit of anxiety
creeping into her voice.
Michael rolled his eyes skyward as he tried again to
dissway her. He could not let this happen...not again.
"Isabel, why do you want to be with someone who wants
to be with someone else? Why have you started this?"
he asked cruelly.
His words dug into her like a knife, but she ignored
the pain of them as she answered,"Because I started
getting visions about our past life together Michael,
and I liked it. I liked that we were in love, that we
had a baby together. I want that back."

Michael stared at her shocked.
"You've been getting visions? More than what we just
had?" he asked.
"I've had them for a while now. I've seen our lives
clearly...not so much anything else."
"What about Max and Tess? Do you see them?" he asked
her, afraid of where this was going.
"No. I just see us...and our baby."
Rubbing his eyes, Michael knew he had to see more.
"Okay. Okay...one kiss. But it is for experimentation
only. This doesn't mean anything!" he stated
adamently.
"Right...one kiss," said Isabel as she touched her
lips to his, deepening the kiss more and more, as they
got lost in each other...and the visions rolled over
them.
Sharp images of Isabel carrying their son, and giving
birth came forward along with ones of them fighting
side by side in battles. But what shocked them both
the most, was the feelings...the emotions that came
pouring through, flooding them with what had been.

The lingering kiss ended, and they stared at one
another trying to grasp what it all meant.
"Is this what happened to you before?" asked Michael,
his walls falling down from the experience.
"No...never emotions...nothing like that. Only
images," she said still reeling from what she had
felt.
Michael looked away, afraid of what he had felt,
knowing that he had no choice in the matter anymore.
"I could feel all of the emotions you were feeling as
well as my own. I've never felt anyone love me that
completely before. So unconditionaly. I knew I would
die for you. That I could never live without you or
our son. We died trying to protect him...and we
failed," he said in an anquished voice.
"Michael?" she asked.
"I want that back Isabel," he said into her neck.
"Me too," she could barely reply.
"I have to tell you something Isabel," said Michael
carefully.
"What?"
Trying to find the words, Michael finally said, "I've
been with Maria to hide from you."
Isabel went still. He was trying to hide from her?
"What are you talking about Michael?"
"I've been afraid ever since the dreams we had, that
we would go with our destiny...and I would fail
you...again," said Michael, his voice a near whisper.
Isabel could barely breathe as she asked,"How did you
fail me Michael?"
Avoiding her searching eyes, Michael bit his lip
before telling her, "I let you and the baby get
killed. I couldn't protect you. I didn't want that to
happen again."
Cradling his head to her, and kissing the top, tears
welled in her eyes as she told him, "You didn't fail
us Michael. We both fought and died trying to protect
our son. The visions prove that."
"I know that now, but not then. I've been with Maria,
to avoid going to you. But after this, I can't go on
pretending anymore." 
Wrapping his arms around her, Michael said, "I want
what we had Isabel. I want to make a future with you.
I want you."
Isabel cried tears of joy at Michael's words as he
began to make love to her in the soothing coolness of
the water.

Kissing her, Michael caressed her breasts, before
taking a nipple in his mouth. 
Isabel's moans of pleasure encouraged Michael to go
on.
With the water aiding him in holding her, Michael
reached between them, and postitioned himself at her
entrance. Slowly, gently he entered her, and just as
he had in another time, Michael pushed threw her
barrier, holding her tighter as she winced in pain. 
As the pain subsided, Michael moved within her, the
water lapping at them as they rediscovered each other,
forming a new bond from their memories.
They found a rhythum that their bodies seemed to
recall from years before at another time.
Thrusting deeply into her over and over, Michael and
Isabel could feel the tension mounting inside
themselves. The passion between them growing like
molten lava ready to burst forth from deep inside. 
"Michael!" Isabel cried out over and over as she
reached for a remembered yet unfamiliar fullfillment.
"Oh my ggg...Isabel!" Michael called out through
clinched teeth as he felt himself tighten inside her
ready to explode.
They came together in an shower of heated pleasure 
that rained down on them, leaving them breathless, and
weak in the middle of the pond.

Carrying her out of the water to the blanket, Michael
lay her down , and then joined her.
"You okay?" he asked her, as he leaned on one arm to
look down at her, his finger tracing her lips, and
then her nipples, his hand straying lower and lower.
Smiling with contentment, Isabel nodded.
"I'm great...I'm wonderful...I couldn't get any
better," she said.
He gave a low laugh at her reply.
Then she frowned.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he saw her brow wrinkle.
"Where do we go from here Michael? We have to tell
Maria. I love you. I think you love me, but I'm not
sure. So what do we do?" she asked almost afraid of
his answer.
Maria.
He had forgotten all about her when they had been
making love.
"I don't know. I love her Isabel...don't get all bent
out of shape!" he said as he pushed her back down, his
words hurting her.
"My love for her is not a true love. Ours is. I will
have to tell her about us, but I value her friendship,
and would like to salvage that. Okay?"
Relaxing, Isabel snuggled to him.
"Okay," she said.
"You planned this didn't you?" he asked after awhile.
"Yes," she admitted.
"How long have you known about us?" 
"A while," she said knowing he would be upset with her
for withholding the information from him.
"You should have told me sooner," he said.
"That's what Kyle said."
"Kyle? Kyle knew?" asked Michael clearly upset.
"Michael...let's not fight...please?" she asked, not
wanting to spoil things between them.
"Yeah...so Kyle told you to tell me? I'll have to
thank him," said Michael, beginning to get aroused
again.
"Me too," breathed Isabel as Michael moved over her,
and once again they sent each other to places unknown.


End