Title: Run Away
Author: Lori 5/01
Email: Gussywussy55@y...
Category/Rating: Michael/Isabel NC-17
Disclaimer: The WB owns them, not me.
Feedback: Yes, please!
Summary: Takes place after "It's Too Late, It's Too
Bad".

*******


Michael saw Isabel as she rounded the corner of the
hall, and she looked more pissed than he had ever seen
her. Somehow he knew Max was involved.
Changing directions he caught up with her, and put a
hand out on her arm which she threw off.
"Isabel! What the hell is the matter with you?" asked
Michael.
"Leave me alone Michael! You're on his side in all of
this, so just leave me alone!" answered Isabel without
stopping.
Michael grabbed her arm, and forced her to look at
him.
"Just what the hell are you talking about?" he
demanded.
"Don't give me that Michael, you know perfectly well
why I'm upset. You were the one Max sent to tell me
not to go off to college! Well, now the Alien Mafia
has gotten its way, so just back off!"
Isabel started off again before turning around, and
saying to Michael, "You know I thought you of all
people would understand me wanting to get out of
here...being suffocated in Roswell and all, but I
guess I was wrong about you...but that has happened
before."
Michael watched as Isabel took off down the hall, and
exited the building heading for the parking lot.
"What the hell happened?" he asked himself.
Michael ran out the door, catching Isabel before she
got to the jeep.
"Hey, what do mean 'Alien Mafia', and just what do I
have to do with this mood you're in?" demanded
Michael.
Isabel stood still, and counted to 10 before looking
at Michael and saying,"Like you didn't know that Max
has threatened...no make that promised that he would
tell Mom and Dad that I have a drug problem, that he
would tell my teachers that I have cheated on every
test the past three years, and that if I 'ever' leave
Roswell without his permission, he will physically
drag me back here." 
Looking away from his incredulous look she said, "So
you didn't know...well maybe I should be surprised
that he didn't fill you in. No matter, he has
essentially killed me Michael. My life here is a
pretense, and now I have nothing...and no one," she
said almost choking on the words.
"Isabel, you have us," said Michael reaching out to
her.
"No! No, Michael, I do not! Now leave me alone!" she
cried out as she got in the jeep, and drove off.

*******

Michael caught up with Max after 5th period and asked,
"Just what the hell are you doing threatening Isabel
like that Max? Are you crazy?"
"Did she tell you what she did? She used her powers
infront of the whole school,and sent a guy sailing
down the hall into the lockers!" said Max still
irriatated about the scene she had caused.
"She did what?" asked Michael, unable to believe
Isabel had done that. On second thought, if Max had
threatened her, maybe she had just lost it.
"Did you threaten her Max?" asked Michael as he walked
next to Max.
"She was indulged long enough Michael, and you know
it. She has known all along that we can not be
seperated. This foolishness about going off to college
had to stop. And I meant what I said...I will do
everything in my power to keep her...all of you here,"
gritted Max.
"What?" asked Michael increduously. "You're going to
stop us from leaving without your consent? This power
trip you are on Max, well it is very not cool."
Max stopped and placed his hand on Michael's
chest,"Look Michael, I'm the King. I say what happens
and where. Right now I'm saying that all of stay here
in Roswell, and anyone that goes against me will pay
dearly."
Turning he walked off as Michael tried to figure out
when Max had become the King of Hell.

*******

Michael entered his apartment and flopped down on the
couch. He immediately stood up and paced.
Slamming his hand on the wall, he fumed, his anger at
Max and his order growing by the minute.
A knock at the door caused him to start, and head over
to open it.
Isabel stood there shaking, tears in her eyes refusing
to fall. Her eyes went to Michael's, and he held open
the door to her allowing her access to his apartment.
Isabel entered with her arms crossed infront of her,
her mind racing with everything that Max had said, and
the small death she felt inside at his words.
"Isabel?"
Isabel turned to find Michael watching her. He looked
so unsure of whether to comfort her or let her be. Her
look must have helped him make up his mind, because he
opened up his arms, and with just a moments
hesitation, she went into them, throwing her arms
around his neck, and cried.
Michael had rarely seen Isabel cry, and everytime she
did, it just broke his heart. Stroking her back he let
he cry...no words, just strong arms to hold and
comfort her.
When her tears had subsided, Isabel went and sat on
the couch, snubbing as she went.
Michael sat beside her, his arm around her.
"Well I don't know if this will make you feel better
or not, but you are not the only one under orders. He
told me if any of us try to leave without his
permission, then he will make us pay. What the hell
happened to him?" asked Michael.
"I don't know, but I'm not staying. I'm still going to
leave," said Isabel.
"If you go, he will just come and get you," said
Michael.
"Not if I don't go to San Francisco," she replied.

Michael froze at her words.
"What do mean by that?"
"I need a life Michael, and Max has made it clear the
only one I can have is the one he chooses for me,"
said Isabel sadly.
Michael couldn't lose Isabel. She was his rock, his
family. Maria may be his girlfriend off and on, but
Isabel was in his heart and life forever.
"Where are you going to go?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied sleepily.
"Tired?" he asked as she snuggled her head on his
shoulder.
"Yes."
"Go lay down on my bed ,and get some sleep," he said.
"I'm too tired to get up Michael, I'll jsut sleep
right here," she said as she dropped off to sleep.
Michael carefully stood, and picking her up, he
carried her to his bed. He lay her on one side, and
bent down to kiss her head.
"Goodnight Isabel," he whispered as he went and lay on
the other side of her. 
Sleep came immediately for him...and so did the dreams
of Isabel and him, and a life together.

*******

Isabel awoke to Michael laying entwined with her on
his bed. His hand cupped her breast, while the other
was tangled in her hair. His leg was nestled high
between hers in an intimate spot...and it wasn't
unpleasant.
Moving slightly to wake her sleeping leg, the motion
caused Michael to wake up, and also discover their
compromising position.
But he didn't move.
"Michael?" asked Isabel as she became aware that he
was awake.
"Yeah?" he responded, his hand moving on her breast
ever so slightly, his knee pressing gently inbetween
her heated thighs.
Swallowing deeply, Isabel said," Huummm...are you
going to move anytime soon?"
"No," he whispered to her, enjoying the real feel of
what he had only imagined in his dreams.
"Michael?" she questioned confused.
"I'm a guy, what can I say...I have a beautiful, sexy
girl in my bed, and I'm enjoying the moment," said
Michael trying to cover for the fact that his dreams
were becoming more real. 
Isabel would hate to admit it to Michael, but she was
enjoying this feeling she had in his arms. She had
always loved his friendship, knew he was handsome,
yet he was like a magnet when it came to anger or
jumping into situations without thinking.
"Decide where you are going?" asked Michael pulling
her tighter to him.
"Uhmmm...uh...no. I ju...just know that I need to defy
Ma...Max," she said breathlessly as Michael's warm
breath caressed her forehead.
"Defy him?" Michael asked, his brow furrowing at her
remark.
"I just want him to know that he can't order me to do
everything he wants," she replied softly.
"Yeah, I know."
Then Michael said," How about you and I take a road
trip, and let Max play King trying to find us."
Isabel smiled, "Would serve him right if no one was
here to follow him."
"Except Tess," remarked Michael drily.
"Yeah well."
"Taking anything with you, or just buying on the
lamb?" he asked.
"I'll grab a few things while he is at Tess's
studying. I'll meet you here in one hour," she said.
Then leaning up she kissed Michael's cheek.
"Thank you Michael."
He released her so she could leave, and wondered if he
was doing the right thing by going with her.

*******

They drove until they came to a little off of the road
spot. It looked clean, and it was inexpensive, so they
took a room. They had decided that sharing a room was
best incase Max showed up. Better to fight as two,
then one.
"What do you want to do Isabel?" called out Michael as
flipped channels on the TV. This place may be out of
the way, but they had cable, and porn. Michael sat
back to watch a little TV, when Isabel came out of the
bathroom ,and causing him to look up.
"Going somewhere?" he asked as he took in her attire
of a cover up and sandles.
"Swimming," she said as headed for the door.
"Wait, I'll come with you," he replied as he went to
change.

Michael lay his things on a chair, and jumped into the
clean, well kept pool. Who would have thought that
some off the road place would be nice.
Coming up from under the water, Michael watched as
Isabel pulled off her cover up, revealing a bikini so
skimpy it barely had material.
"What is that?" demanded Michael.
"What?" asked Isabel as she stepped into the water,
and started slowly towards him.
"Where is the rest of your suit?" asked Michael
beginning to breathe hard, and feeling himself get
aroused.
"It's all here," she replied softly, smiling at his
discomfort.
"Do you realize what you make a guy feel like doing?"
asked Michael.
"What's that Michael?" asked Isabel innocently coming
closer.
"Isabel, you are playing with fire," warned Michael,
the ache he had building.
"I like fire Michael...it keeps me warm," responded
Isabel softly, eyeing Michael.
"What are you doing Isabel? This isn't a game where
you tease, and run off after torturing some dumb
smuck. You and I are sharing a room...hell we're
sharing a bed. What you are doing is cruel, and you
know it,"
said Michael harshly.
"Who said I was playing a game Michael," Isabel barely
managed to get out. 

She realized on the trip out here, that somewhere
inside of her, she was drawn to Michael. 
She wanted him. 
She didn't think it was to get back at Max, but honest
attraction. He had been there for her mostly...unless
it had to do with him, and then he was clueless.
After the baby dreams, he had run to Maria, and since
they never discussed them , she really didn't know how
he felt about them.
All she knew for sure was that she wanted Michael, her
alien mate, to be her lover.

Michael looked at Isabel like she was crazy.
But then he had had these dreams of her for so long
now, that he wondered if she was having them too.
Maybe she really did want him as much as he wanted
her.

"If we start this, we finish it. No, teasing. Got it?"
asked Michael touching her waist.
"Got it," Isabel replied putting her arms around
Michael's neck, and pulling him to her to kiss him.
Michael never dreamed that kissing Isabel Evans could
be this great. His dreams didn't do justice to her. 
Michael opened his mouth to her seeking tongue, and
probed hers just as eagerly.
Her hands went to his chest, caressing it before
moving to his arms, and the muscles that flexed there.
Michael's hands went to Isabel's bottom, cupping it,
and kneading it gently, while pressing his arousal to
her .
"Oh Michael," said Isabel as she threw her head back,
his lips seeking her neck.
Isabel's hands stroked Michael's back up and down his
spine, sending him little shivers of pleasure.
"I think I want to find a bed," said Michael deeply,
his need so great for her, he thought he would burst
now.
Leaving the pool, they grabbed their towels, and
headed to their room.

Inside they threw the towels on the floor, and Michael
watched as Isabel unhooked her top, and let it fall to
the floor, her full, breasts heaving, her nipples
hard.
"You are killing me here," Michael said as he
approached her.
"Don't die until we make love," she said as her hands
went to his waist.
"I won't," he replied as he sought her mouth, his
hands holding her face , caressing it with his thumbs.
Isabel's hands went to Michael's suit, and started to
slide it down. The damp thing refused to budge over
his obvious bulge.
"Damn!" she cried frustrated.
"Here!" he said as he undid , and slid his suit off.
Isabel stared at Michael's glorious body, his manhood
standing at full atttention.
"You're huge!" she exclaimed, eyeing him
appreciatively.
"Yeah, well good things come in big packages," he said
as he tugged at her bottoms, sending them to the
floor.
"They must have looked for the perfect human when they
made you Isabel, you are gorgeous," breathed Michael,
his eyes taking her in.
Michael took her in his arms, and they fell to the bed
in a mass of entwined arms and legs.
Their hands ran each others bodies, discovering secret
places, tasting each others delights, and then he
entered her.
"Oh shit!" said Michael under his breath as he
caressed Isabel's hair, kissing her tears, as he
thrust threw her maidenhead.
"Why didn't you tell me this was your first time?" he
asked her, pained that he had hurt her.
"Would you have done this if I had?" she asked, the
pain leaving, and a wonderful sensation taking its
place.
"No, I wouldn't," replied Michael honestly.
"That's why," she said. "I'm okay Michael, the worst
is over, now the pleasure begins. Teach me."
Michael looked her in the eye, and said,"We have to
learn together, because I haven't done this either."
"Thought to get experience from me?" she asked a
little hurt.
"Isabel, no...I just thought you ate guys up, and
threw them away when you were done. I thought with you
being so popular, that you had done it. Sorry."
"I wanted my first to be you Michael," she said
quietly.
"What?" asked Michael shocked.
"We were mates on our planet Michael, and we had
dreams of mating and having a baby,who better to have
a first sexual encounter with then my mate," she said
unthinkingly.
"Mate?" he thought.
She was his mate. She was smart, beautiful, full of
spice, and she was by all rights his. This was right.

He moved within her, his need to be fullfilled over
ridden by his need to make this experience special for
her.
They felt the fires building in themselves, their
touches sending them shivering waves of delight.
Isabel could feel Michael swelling in her, her own
peak within reach at this feeling.
Michael's heightened sensitivity sent him over the
edge of release as he felt Isabel reach her moment of
ecstacy, sending them both spiraling into mindless
orgasms that left them breathless, and spent.

"That was the most awesome thing I have ever felt,"
breathed Michael heavily, his chest heaving.
"Uh huh," agreed Isabel unable to speak, gasping to
breathe normaly.
"Isabel?"
"Mmmmm?"
"Thanks for wanting me to be you your first," he said
quietly as he lay his head on her chest.
"Thanks for being mine, and not being mad," she
replied stroking his hair.
"Isabel, about the mate thing..." he began.
"Michael, I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry."
"No! I mean, you are right, they sent us here as
mates, just as we were on our planet. I'm not sorry,"
he said raising up, and looking at her face.
Tears in her eyes, Isabel traced his mouth with her
finger tip.
"So are we going for destiny, or just sex when Maria
won't give it to you?"
Michael dropped his head on her chest.
"Why did you just say that?" he asked.
"I'm just not wanting to be used. Right now this seems
right to you, but when we go back , you will run to
Maria as usual," she said sadly.
"No, I won't. I've had dreams that won't go away about
you. Happy dreams, dreams about us and children. I
want that. I want us," he said to her gently.
"We'll see Michael. I just don't want to be hurt."
"You won't. Hey , I just thought of something, this
will really piss Max off he finds out...us I mean."
"Michael, he would kill us. This is a secret best kept
to ourselves."

*********

Max drove into the parking lot of the little motel,
and spied Michael's bike.
He had found Michael, but he had no idea where to even
look for Isabel.
Going to the desk, he got the room number, and went to
find it.
Standing outside, he used his powers to open the door,
and enter. What he found shocked and dismayed him.
"What the hell are you doing?" he yelled at the two in
bed.
"Oh shit!" said Michael moving off of Isabel, but
protecting her from Max.
"Max!" said Isabel pulling the sheet up to her chin.
"You've been doing this behind my back? For how long?"
demanded Max.
"Doesn't matter how long Max, what matters is we do
not need your permission to be together," replied
Michael sliding out of the bed, and pulling on his
pants. He tossed Isabel a robe from her bag, and she
pulled it on, standing when it was in place.
"I'm the leader in case you have forgotten Michael,
and that means I do have say over what you do!" yelled
Max.
"No Max it doesn't! On our planet Michael and I were
mated. They sent us here together for a reason! We
choose to follow that! You...have...no...say!" yelled
Isabel, her arms and hair flyng about like a mad
woman.
Max stared at the two he cared about the most,and then
sat unseeing on the bed.
He ran his hands threw his hair, and leaned down to
grasp his hands between his knees.
"I just wanted us to stay together. I failed on our
planet before," he said quietly, the pain evident in
his voice.
"Max, we can be togther, but we have to have lives
that are seperate too. I...we can fly in when we are
needed. But if you keep us here, we will die. We will
stagnate , and not be able to help anyone," said
Michael as he looked at Isabel for her reaction to his
going to college to stay with her.
Isabel's eyes grew misty as she reached out to him. 
"Max, get with us, or we leave," said Isabel sitting
next to him.
"Do I have a choice?" Max asked.
"No," Michael and Isabel said together.
"Okay then," said Max as he got up and headed for the
door. Stopping he turned and said,"I don't begrudge
you each other, but I still think you are wrong about
leaving. I hope we don't all regret it." 
Saying that , Max closed the door as he left.

*********
"Do you think he is right? About the leaving I mean?"
asked Isabel after Michael finished making love to her
again.
"Maybe. Who knows. But we can't hang around waiting to
see if it's true. As you said before, we have to
live," replied Michael.
"Then let's live," said Isabel turning to Michael and
wanting him again.


End