Title: Releasing the Pain
Name: Lori R     9/01
Email: Gussywussy55@yahoo.com
Category: In Crowders (Kyle/Isabel)
Rating: NC17... Please do NOT read this fic if you are
under 17! 
Disclaimer: Roswell and these characters are owned by
UPN and JK, not me.
Feedback: Yes please! Good or bad, it helps me to
grow.
Summary: Kyle is suffering...Isabel is suffering...a
little relief is needed...

                   **********


"Kyle, what are you doing in here son? Can't sleep
again?" asked Jim as he sat beside Kyle on the couch.
Kyle flipped the channels with the remote and
mindlessly watched the pictures change on the screen.

"Kyle? Is it the room again?" asked Jim as he watched
for a sign that Kyle would even acknowledge him.

Kyle froze in his channel surfing and blinked.
At this small acknowledgement, Jim plunged on,
greatful for this opening to talk to his son.

"Kyle, I know what happened in there...in your room
was awful, but you can't avoid it forever. Alex
wouldn't want that and...well at some point you are
going to have to accept what happened in there and
move on."

Kyle drew small breaths as he listened to his Dad, but
then as he began to speak, the breaths became ragged
and full of pain.

"Move on? How do I do that Dad? How can I just forget
that Tess lived in there? How can I forget that she
mindwarped Alex and killed him in that very room? That
she mindwarped me into helping her get rid of his
body? You tell me how to do that Dad and I will gladly
move on," said Kyle choking back the painful tears
that threatened to spill over, the ache in his heart
over Tess's betrayal threatening to kill him. 

He would not cry! He promised himself at Alex's
funeral that he wouldn't cry anymore, but by Buddha,
it was getting harder each day to carry out that
promise.

Jim watched his son as he struggled to contain his
emotions. He swallowed a painful lump in his own
throat as he tried to find a way to relieve his son's
torment. 

His son had lost a good friend in Alex, they all had,
but Kyle and Alex had bonded only recently over their
part in knowing aliens. Both were human males who had
shared extraordinary alien experiences that only they,
Liz, Maria, and Valenti could understand. And then
there was their friendship with Tess. They had both
befriended her and she had used their trust against
them, a trust that had cost Alex his life, and if he
couldn't figure out a way to help his son, then maybe
Kyle's as well.

"Kyle, why don't you and I go camping this weekend?
You know get away from here...do a little fishing...make it a father 
and son weekend. What do you say?" asked Jim hoping Kyle would take 
him up on his offer.

Kyle shook his head.

Jim closed his eyes and sighed.

"Kyle, I don't know how to help you son. I can't make
this go away for you, I can't change what happened,"
said Jim in an anguished voice.

Kyle looked at his Dad and said, "Well you can't Dad,
so quit beating yourself up over this. It's my problem
to deal with. I'm the one who offered her my room and
made friends with her...the one who carried Alex's
body...who thought he was just her crappy luggage."

"Kyle..." Jim said as he put his hand on his son's
shoulder.

Kyle pushed off the sofa as his Dad's hand touched
him.

"I'm going to shower. Go to work Dad. Go to work and
quit worrying about me. I'll be fine," said Kyle as he
headed for the bathroom and closed the door.

Jim rolled his eyes heaven ward and whispered,
"Please...if you are out there...help my son! Please
help my son!"


********


Isabel reguarded herself critically in the mirror and
waved her hand over her hair turning the blond strands
red. Scrunching up her nose as she peered at her
reflection in the mirror, she waved her hand again and
her hair became brown. Well it beat the red, she
thought. But she still wasn't happy. She still felt
like this change hadn't been enough. Sighing, she
glanced down at her dressing table and out of the
corner of her eye she spied the shiny object that just
might help her out. Grabbing up the long gleaming 
weapon, she began to wield the scissors until her long
hair was cut short. Fingering the shorn tips she let
out the breath she hadn't realized she held.

"Well there are tribes that cut their hair when they
grieve, maybe this is what I need to let go of Alex."

A knock at the door startled her.

Max entered the room and drew up short at the sight of
Isabel's short brown hair.

"Isabel? What have you done?" he asked as he slowly
walked up to her.

Isabel selfconsciously fingered her hair.

"Is it that bad?" she asked already regretting her
impulsive act.

"No! No it doesn't look bad, it looks pretty good on
you actually, I was just shocked is all. What made you
do it?" asked Max as he tried to get used to this new
look of Isabel's.

Isabel looked down at the shorn strands that littered
her dressing table and picked one up. 

"I was trying for a change. I need one so badly Max
that I felt like I was going to lose my mind if I
didn't change something," whispered Isabel.

Max placed his hands on Isabel's shoulders and
massaged the tensness he felt there.

"Isabel it has been months since Alex died, you have
to let him go now, stop doing this to yourself," said
Max gently.

"I can't Max, I know that if it wasn't for us, Alex
would still be alive. If it wasn't for me," she said
quietly.

Max sat on the edge of Isabel's bed and turned her to
face him. Taking her hands in his, he said, "Isabel
you did not kill Alex. Do you really think that he
would want you to do this to yourself?"

Isabel shook her head, but still felt the pain.
"Valenti says Kyle is in just as bad a shape as you
are. He blames himself for Tess and helping her," said
Max.

"Kyle was mindwarped. How could he think that he was
responsible for what Tess had him do under the
influence of the warp? I, on the other hand knew full
well that knowing us was dangerous to Alex and the
others, still I encouraged him...cared for him," said
Isabel.

"Isabel stop it! Stop it right now! This is tearing
Mom and Dad up seeing you this way, and I don't know
if I can watch you do this to yourself anymore either.
I love you and I'm sorry for your grief, but this has
to stop now," said Max firmly.

Isabel knew Max was right in some way, but it
irritated her that he refused to see that she couldn't
just turn her grief off like a spigot.

"Why are you in here Max? Surely you didn't come in
here to tell me again to snap out of it," said Isabel
sharply as she began to pick up the hair strands and
toss them in the trash.

Max knew she was pissed at him, but he was going to
keep a watch on her until she was out of this funk.

"Yeah, right, well I just wanted to check on you and
tell you about Kyle. Listen Isabel, if you decide you
want to talk just come and get me. I know that things
have been strained between us for awhile, but like I
told you before, you are my home and I'm here for
you," said Max hoping Isabel would take him up on his
offer.

Isabel nodded and turned to Max saying, "I know Max,
when I'm ready."

Max nodded and smiled as he left.

Isabel sat for a moment and looked at the picture that
was stuck to her mirror of all them at the Crashdown
the night of the prom.

Taking the picture in her hands, she traced Alex's
face with her finger tip, then her eyes were drawn to
Kyle standing next to Tess.
 
Kyle.

She had been closer to Kyle in the months since Alex's
death, and she had never realized that he was so
tormented by what had happened. You would never know
it by his joking and all. She wondered just how severe
his feelings about all of this were. There was only
one way to find out.

Taking the picture with her to her bed, Isabel lay
down and touched Kyle's face in the picture and
concentrated until she fell asleep, searching until
she found Kyle's dream...

...All of a sudden she was in the hive underground in
Frazier Woods and Alex and Kyle were singing while
they put one of the crystals into a  bottle and
watched it die. Then they were just laying around
comparing notes about knowing the aliens and waiting
to die. They had really bonded in the hive. That is
where their true friendship began.

Without warning Isabel was thrust into a new image in
Kyle's dream, more terror filled than the hive ever
had been. She heard Alex and Tess screaming as she
walked into Kyle's bedroom behind him. Her heart
almost stopped as she realized what was going on. 
Oh God, no!

Alex was screaming and crying at Tess about her
mindwarping him, his pain so apparent, and Tess was
telling him to calm down as she tried to mindwarp his
weakened brain again. Kyle was yelling at Tess and
Alex trying to figure out what was going on, when all
of a sudden Alex grabbed his head and fell dead to the
floor.

Isabel watched as Tess swiftly mindwarped a stunned
Kyle into thinking that Alex's dead body was luggage,
and had him wrap Alex in a tarp, and carry the
lifeless body to her car. She watched as Alex's limp
body came unwrapped and his head fell back against the
seat.

She screamed.

"Isabel! Isabel wake up!" cried Max as he shook her
and tried to get her to quit screaming, her terror
choking her hysterical sobs.

"Alex! Oh God, no!" she screamed until Max could stand
no more and he slapped her face sharply.
Silence.

Isabel gasped as the force from the blow jolted her
from the nightmare of Kyle's dream.

"Max!" she cried as she clung to him breathing so hard
her chest ached, her body was covered with a thin
layer of sweat.

"Isabel, what happened? You were so lost in that
nightmare that I didn't think you would ever wake up,"
said Max as he held her and tried to calm her down.
Clinging to his shirt Isabel said brokenly, "I went
into Kyle's dream."

Max pulled back and gazed into her terrified eyes,
"You did what? What possessed you to do that?" He
pulled her back to him and berated himself for telling
her about Kyle. He should have known that she would
dreamwalk Kyle.

"It was so awful Max, what Tess did to them! Kyle must
relive that dream every night. No wonder he blames
himself," said Isabel beginning to calm down.

"Promise you will not go into Kyle's dreams again
without me or Michael here with you," said Max.

Isabel nodded and then pulled away from Max and got
up.

"I won't be alone again Max, I promise."

********

Isabel arrived at Kyle's house at midnight and saw the
light on. She had waited until she made sure that
Valenti would be gone with Amy before coming here.
Using her powers she unlocked the front door and
entered the house. 

Kyle sat on the sofa and stared unseeingly at the T.V.
"Kyle?" called Isabel as she slowly approached him.
Kyle jumped and turned towards her voice.

He quickly got up and said, "What the hell! Isabel?"
Kyle couldn't believe it was Isabel with the short
brown hair and looking very sexy that had just entered
his house.

"What are you doing coming in my house that way
Isabel? I don't like it when that voodoo crap is
used!"

"I wanted to check on you Kyle, see how you are
doing," said Isabel as she watched him.

Kyle made a face and rolled his eyes, "Well I could
use a little romp with Miss September if you could
manage it," teased Kyle as he wiggled his eyebrows at
her pleadingly.

In that moment Isabel realized that Kyle had been
putting on a front for her. But why?

"I told you last time Kyle that I was not touching
that stuff again. You will just have to dream about
Miss September on your own," said Isabel as moved
towards  the sofa, her eyes never leaving Kyle's.

"So what brings you hear really?" asked Kyle as he
crossed his arms. He had been friends long enough with
Isabel now to know that she didn't just come by to
check on him.

Isabel bit her lip in a way that Kyle found very
arousing and then said, "I uh, heard that you have
been having problems dealing with Alex's death."

Kyle's eyes went from Isabel's lips to her eyes as he
frowned and sat down to pick up the remote again.

"I don't know who told you that, but it's a load of
crap. I'm fine so just take your little magic powers
and get out," said Kyle dismissing her.

Isabel could feel the tension radiating from Kyle's
body. 

He's scared, she thought.

"Kyle...I know what has been bothering you," Isabel
said as she sat beside Kyle on the couch.

Kyle continued to flip channels as if he had not heard
her. Raising her hand, Isabel turned off the T.V.

"Damn it, Isabel! Why do you aliens feel you have to
use those freaking powers all the time. You could have
just asked me to turn off the T.V.!" yelled Kyle as he
tossed the remote on the coffee table.

"Would you have turned it off?" asked Isabel.

"No, but that's not the point!" said Kyle getting up
and walking to the kitchen.

"Kyle," said Isabel in frustration as she got up to
follow him, "I know what you have been dreaming
because I..." she stopped as Kyle turned suddenly to
face her.

"Because you what?" he asked suspiciously, his eye's
narrowing.

Swallowing Isabel admitted guiltily, "I dreamwalked
you earlier this evening."

"Holy shit! I can't even dream without one of you
being there! Well then you know what I dream every
night since it happened! Are you happy now that you
have invaded my privacy? Jeez, I just...I just want
everything to be the way it was," said Kyle as he sat
heavily on a kitchen chair.

Isabel sat down across from him and asked, "Kyle why
didn't you tell me that you were feeling the same
feelings of guilt that I was?" 

He looked at her and said, "Are you kidding me? You
two were like close to a girlfriend/boyfriend
relationship and I knew you were hurting and needed a
friend. I just didn't want my problems to become
yours. I was just happy you opened up to me, a mere
human, though I don't really think I've been any
help."

Isabel felt ashamed that she had not even thought
about how Kyle must feel and what he had been through.
But now she would make it up to him.

"Kyle, what do you say about you and me going on a
little road trip and get out of Roswell for the
weekend?" she asked.

"What? What are you talking about?" asked Kyle, his
interest caught.

"I've got a bag packed and in the car, if you care to
join me," Isabel said smiling slightly at him.

Kyle considered her thoughtfully, before he agreed.
"Let me gather some stuff and we can get out of here,"
he said as he got up to head to his room.

He hesitated at the doorway and then went in, Isabel
following him unnoticed.

She could feel death in this room. No wonder Kyle
hated to be in here.

"So this is where it happened," she said quietly.
Kyle turned selfconsciously and said, "You shouldn't
be in here. Go wait in the other room Isabel."

Isabel walked to the spot where Alex had died and bent
down to touch it, shivering as she did so.

Kyle's heart ached as he watched her put her fingers
to her lips and then touch the floor before she rose
up  and left the room.

Brushing aside the lone tear that came to his eye,
Kyle grabbed his bag and followed her out.

*******

Three hours later...

Kyle threw his bag and Isabel's on one of the bed's in
the room and looked around.

"Well it's not the Hilton, but at least it has
comforts," he said as he checked out the room. "Are
you sure your okay with sharing a room?"

Isabel put the room key card on the dresser and sat on
the bed.

"Yeah I'm sure. I should have checked to see if they
had rooms before I started this little expedition.
Sorry Kyle," Isabel answered not at all disappointed
to be sharing a room with Kyle.

"How could you know where we would be going? We just
pointed the car and drove here after playing 'Eeny
Meeny Miney Mo' with the map. I mean how much more
prepared could you have been with that kind of
strategy?" asked Kyle grinning at her.

"You have a nice smile Kyle, you should do that more
often," said Isabel thoughtfully.

The smile slipped and then came back more forced,
"Yeah , well what do you say to us getting our suits
on and going for a dip?"

"The pool closes in 30 minutes Kyle, we took so long
to eat and of course chose a place far enough away to
stay at."

"Well then let's wait until it closes and then we can
have a private swim," said Kyle as he dug for his
suit.

"Isn't that against the rules?" asked Isabel.

Kyle turned to stare at her like she had lost her
mind. "Hello! Alien powers! We've got the sure fire
way to get in the pool and not be bothered by others,
so get your suit on and let's have a little fun," said
Kyle as he began to take off his boots.

Isabel grabbed her suit and cover up and headed for
the bathroom before Kyle took it all off.

Down at the pool they waited until the main lights
went off and only the safety light remained on leaving
most of the pool in shadow. Isabel raised her hand at
the timer security lock and opened it without setting
off the alarm.

"Way cool is all I got to say," said Kyle as they
entered the pool area.

"I thought you said they were 'voodoo' powers,' said
Isabel as she took off her cover up.

"I did, but...Oh shit!" said Kyle as he got a look at
Isabel's suit or lack there of.

"What?" asked Isabel unaware of how she looked. 

Isabel knew that men found her attractive and she did
work that when needed, but right now she just was
tired, grungy , and wanted to relax. Nothing sexy
about that.

Kyle on the other hand, saw a very beautiful, sexy
young woman who was wearing a white bikini. Well if
you could call it that. The top was a string with
barely enough material to cover her more than ample
breasts, the bottoms rode low on her hips and the
material covered only the most intimate of places and
tied on the sides.

Isabel stepped down into the water and sank under
before rising up and shaking her head, smoothing the
strands of her hair back with her hands. The material
on her suit was transparent and left nothing to the
imagination, and Kyle had a great imagination.
The immediate response of his body caused him to
quickly dive into the water before Isabel could see.
Swimming over to where he would come up, Isabel felt
Kyle skim past her legs before he rose up gasping for
air.

"Do you wear that to torment guys often?" asked Kyle
as he tried to get the picture of Isabel's see threw
bottoms and what they were not hiding out of his mind.

"I'm not tormenting anyone on purpose," said Isabel as
she grinned to herself and began to relax.

"Yeah, I'll bet," he said grinning at her and feeling
the weight of the past few months beginning to lift.

"Kyle, if I wanted to torment I would just do this,"
said Isabel as she reached up and untied her top and
tossed it to the side of the pool.

His mouth dropped as Isabel's nipples rested just
under the surface of the water. 

Isabel!" squeaked Kyle as his eyebrows shot up.

Isabel quickly covered herself and backed up
embarrassed. What had possessed her to do that?

"Kyle, go get my top! I don't know what made me do
that, please go get my top," she asked of him.

Kyle thought she looked so beautiful and now that she
was embarrassed, which you didn't see with Isabel, he
was going to milk the moment.

"Hey Isabel it's okay, I mean we are both mature
individuals what's a little nudity among friends you
know," he teased her.

"Kyle..." warned Isabel.

Kyle began to glide towards her and circle her.

"I think it is probably more freeing to be without the
top. I think bottoms need to go next," said Kyle as he
came towards her.

"Kyle! You stay where you are!" threatened Isabel
backing up as he came within a hands length of her.
They could feel each others breath on their skin and
it sent chills over them.

"Hey! You two in the pool! How did you get in there?
This pool area is closed or can't you read?" called
out a guard as he came inside the gate.

"F-f-friggin mother! Busted!" said Kyle under his
breath as he swam to the side of the pool and
retrieved Isabel's top, throwing it to her in the
pool.

Isabel quickly retied the garment and climbed out of
the pool.

The guard sucked in his breath.

Kyle turned to look at what he was looking at and
gasped before quickly throwing Isabel a towel.

"Hey man, quit staring at her! Haven't you ever seen a
near naked girl swimming before?" asked Kyle as he
wrapped the other towel around his waist to hide his
hard on.

"Let's go Isabel," said Kyle as he grabbed her arm and
guided her out the gate.

"I thought you cut the power to that thing?" he asked
her.

"I did, but he must patrol. We didn't count on that,"
said Isabel, as they walked down the sidewalk
giggling.

Back in their room, Kyle let Isabel have the bathroom
while he waited shivering in the room flipping the
channels on the T.V. until he found something as rique
as you can get without paying extra for it.

Isabel let the warm water hit her chilled skin and
closed her eyes as she wondered what on Earth had made
her strip her top out there. She had never been that
impulsive and careless in her life, why now? Being
with Kyle after all they had been through seemed to be
good for her. No matter the reason, she realized that
she didn't regret her decision to come here with him.
She lathered her body and then rinsed before stepping
out and patting her skin dry. Pulling on her T-shirt
and shorts, she left the bathroom.

Kyle jumped when he heard the door open. His eyes had
been fixed on the girl on the screen, but instead of
her face, he saw Isabel's.

"It's all yours," said Isabel as sat on the bed and
began to brush her short wet hair.

"Yeah, thanks," said Kyle as he grabbed his boxers and
headed for the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, he quickly shucked his suit and
jumped into the shower, the water hitting him full
force, the needle like spray stinging his skin.

What the hell was he doing here with Isabel Evans? Had
he thought she would leave him unaffected this one
time? Ever since he and Isabel had grown closer after
Alex's death, he had found her not at all like he
thought she was. Hell the whole school thought she was
the perfect Ice Queen, and any football player who
laid a hand on her was praised for his bravery in
trying to melt the ice. But Kyle now knew better. It
was all a scared, cautious act. Isabel had  feelings
that ran very deep, and she was more loyal than anyone
he had ever met. 

And Alex had loved her.

His friend had loved her, and he was thinking horny
thoughts about her.

He was disgusting.

He soaped, rinsed, and got out to dry himself off
quickly before pulling on his boxers.

Wiping the mirror of its steamy glaze, Kyle searched
his own face hoping for answers and found none.

Sighing, he opened the door and turned off the light.

He found Isabel spreading lotion all over her long
lovely legs, her slender arms, and her succulent neck.
Groaning he headed for his own bed and flopped down,
pulling the sheet up to his waist. He watched as
Isabel capped the bottle of lotion and turned off the
light before she lay down.

The light from the T.V. sent eery images through the
room. Isabel had changed the channel to romance and
'Runaway Bride' was playing.

"Chick flick huh? How about something with at least
some meat to it?" asked Kyle as he put his arm behind
his head.

Isabel shook her head. "I just was surfing when you
came out. Watch what you want," she said as she turned
to her side and faced him.

"I'm kinda tired actually," Kyle said as his eyes grew
heavy and he yawned. The months of little sleep
catching up to him now that he was relaxed.

"Yeah, me too," said Isabel as she closed her eyes.
Kyle turned off the T.V. and lay down,  sleep finding
them both instantly...and dreams too.

  **********

Isabel beckoned to Kyle in her dream and he came to
her through the water to stand before her. 

"Now the bottoms," Kyle said, his voice high in
anticipation of what would be revealed.

Isabel slid her hands down her body under the water,
and untied the strings at her hips, the action
releasing her bikini bottoms. She raised them above
her head and smiled seductively at Kyle as she tossed
them on the side of the pool.

Kyle's grin was huge as he licked his lips and
whispered, "Thank you Buddha, for all gifts you send
my way."

He reached for Isabel's breasts, but she stepped back
and wagged her finger at him.

"Not so fast Kyle, it's your turn now," said Isabel as
she slid her glance below the water.

Kyle nodded and quickly shed his trunks, tossing them
on the side of the pool to join her bottoms.

"Much better Kyle," purred Isabel as she came closer
and draped her arms around Kyle's neck pulling him to
her.

"Oh man, you alien babes have the best forms," said
Kyle as he felt Isabel's full breasts press against
his chest.

"Kyle, shut up and kiss me," commanded Isabel as she
took Kyle's lips with her own, her tongue sliding into
his mouth searching hungrily.

Kyle's hands slid to her bottom and cupped it, holding
it while he pressed his member to her belly.

"Oh Kyle..." Isabel breathed into his mouth.

"Isabel, I want you," Kyle managed to say as he

pressed her back to the side of the pool, the side
lightly scratching her delicate skin.

"Yes Kyle, I want you too," she whispered back as she
placed her legs around his waist.

Kyle leaned his head down and laved one nipple as his
hand found the other and massaged it's fullness.

Isabel moaned and arched her back as Kyle's tongue and
mouth worked magic on her. His hand found it's way
between them and his thumb slid inside pressing on her
sensitive button.

"Kyle...oh please..." she cried as she wriggled
against him.

Kyle placed himself at her entrance and began to press
inside...

...Isabel found herself suddenly pulled from her
erotic dream into one not of her choosing.

Kyle's dream.

Even in her dream state Isabel's awareness of the
dream change was instant, and it alarmed her because
she had not initiated the dream.

She struggled to awaken, but Kyle's dream held her
prisoner as they both relived again the horrible
nightmare of Alex's death. 

But now there was a difference. 

She was no longer just an observer, but a participant.
This time she was a part of Kyle, feeling his
reactions of horror at what Tess was doing to Alex,
his terror at seeing Alex die, felt Alex as he carried
him to the car. She felt Alex's cold, dead skin, and
began to scream as Alex's eyes opened and he grabbed
at Kyle's/Isabel's  arm and asked, "Why did you let
this happen to me?"

Kyle was jerked awake from his nightmare by hysterical
screaming. He didn't know if his heart was racing from
the nightmare or the screams emitting from Isabel.

He quickly spanned the space between their beds and
tried to awaken her thrashing body.

Isabel reacted in terror to Alex's claw like grip and
question. Her screams were making her throat raw as
she tried to get away.

"Isabel, stop it! Wake up! It's only a dream! Isabel,
wake up!" ordered Kyle firmly yet gently as he
smoothed her hair from her brow.

"Shhh, it's just a bad dream Isabel, it's not real.
Let it go," he commanded her as he lay his upper body
across hers in order to still her.

Gradually she calmed down in response to Kyle's voice
until she opened her eyes.

Seeing Kyle above her, Isabel reached up and held on
to his neck for dear life, her heart pounding so hard
he could feel it in his own chest.

"That must have been some nightmare," said Kyle as he
drew soothing circles on her back.

Isabel nodded into his shoulder and said, "Kyle, I
don't know what happened, but I was dreaming and
suddenly I was in your dream. I was you, and Alex was
grabbing at me...you... and asking why we let this
happen to him."

Kyle froze and then pulled back to look at Isabel.
"You were in my dream and saw that?" he asked
anxiously. It was bad enough he dreamed it, but to
have Isabel experience it too, was not good.

"I've only had one instance where I didn't control the
dream Kyle, and that was Laurie Dupree's dream. Her
dream pulled me in on it's own and I don't know how. I
don't know why I was suddenly pulled into your dream
either Kyle. It was not on purpose believe me," said
Isabel, her pulse settling down.

Kyle moved back to his bed and sat down now that
Isabel was okay.

"This is freaky. I wonder if being here closer to me
after you dream walked me before has anything to do
with it?" asked Kyle. "Or maybe what you were dreaming
before my nightmare somehow connected us. What were
you dreaming?" asked Kyle as chewed on his thumb nail.

Isabel looked quickly away, her body flushing as she
recalled her dream.

"Isabel, what were you dreaming before? This could be
important," asked Kyle watching her.

"It was nothing important Kyle," said Isabel as she
straightened her sheet and blanket.

Kyle eyed her curiously, his mind racing to figure out
what would make her flush and avoid his question, then
a slow grin spread over his face.

"Ohhh, I know!" he said as he wagged his finger at
her. "You were having a naughty dream!"

At her embarrassed look, he fairly crowed, "It's true,
you were having an erotic dream about...hmmm, who? Who
could it be? Who would Isabel Evans be having erotic
dreams about?" Kyle asked himself glad to have
distracted her from the nightmare, but frowning now
that he realized she been dreaming erotically about
someone, and it disturbed him. 

He glanced her way and saw that she was avoiding him, but the
flush had grown deeper.

The frown deepened and then turned to amazement as
Kyle realized who Isabel had been dreaming about.

"Me? You were dreaming about you and me doing the wild
thing?" asked Kyle surprised.

Isabel hissed as she said quickly without looking at
him, "We weren't doing the wild thing Kyle! It...it
never quite got that far," she sniffed down her nose
at him. She wouldn't let him know she was disappointed
they had not completed the act in her dream.

"Never got that far? How the hell far did it get?"
aksed Kyle sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Forget it Kyle," said Isabel as she lay back down.

"Oh no, you are not pulling that 'Ice Queen' bit on me
Isabel, not this time! You dreamed about us doing the
nasty and I want to know how far it got...and if I was
any good," demanded Kyle as he cocked his head towards
her.

Realizing he wasn't going to let this go, Isabel
turned to him and said, "I will deny this if you
repeat it Kyle do here me? I will zap your 'jewels'
and make you a laughing stock," threatened Isabel as
she looked pointedly at his crotch.

"Got it, now how was I?" asked Kyle eagerly. 

Since he knew he couldn't really have Isabel, then the next
best thing was hearing about how great it was getting
it on with her in her dreams.

Isabel blushed and said softly, "It was nice."

Kyle frowned,"Nice? It was nice? That's it?" He
flopped back on the bed and gazed at the ceiling.
"Man."

Isabel's heart lurched at the look on Kyle's face. She
guessed guys and girls didn't see nice as the same
thing.

"Kyle, nice is a good thing," she said to him.

Kyle's head turned quickly as he asked,"Yeah?"

Sitting up on the side of the bed he asked, "Now when
you say nice, are you meaning nice like 'amazing' or
nice like 'not awful'?"

"Kyle," laughed Isabel at his insistance on what
happened.

"Well it's important Isabel, which is it?" Kyle
wiggled his eyebrows at her and grinned.

"Night Kyle," said Isabel as she lay down and turned
her back to him so the topic would be dropped. 

But sleep was the last thing she wanted to do now that
this converstation had been brought up...and she
didn't want the nightmare images to return.

"Ffff-crap!" hissed Kyle as he clinched his fist and
lay back down in frustration.

Isabel smothered a giggle as he turned off the lights.

*********

Isabel glanced at the clock and saw that 30 minutes
had passed since the lights went out. 

It was only 1:30 a.m.

She was so tired, but she was terrified to sleep. 

She needed to feel safe. 

She needed to be held. 

She needed Kyle to hold her. 

Turning her head towards his bed she whispered, "Kyle,
are you asleep?"

"No," came the reply.

Kyle was tired, but he didn't want to sleep and have
the nightmares return.

He heard a rustling and the padding of feet as Isabel
climbed out of her bed and came to his.

"Can I sleep with you?" she asked softly.

Kyle was shocked at her request, but he raised the
covers as he moved over and let her in.

She snuggled against him and said, "Thank you Kyle. I
just couldn't sleep over there by myself and risk
dreaming again."

"Hey, it's okay," he whispered back as he pulled her
close. "Want to talk some more?"

She was silent for a moment before she asked, "Why did
you let me go on about Alex's death and never tell me
how you felt Kyle? I mean I must have seemed so
selfish and uncaring to you after what you went
through. I'm sorry I never asked how you were doing."

Kyle was so surprised at her question and her apology.
It made him feel good to know she felt bad about what
he went through and how hurt he had been.

"Isabel, we all deal with things differently. You
verbalized your grief to me and no one else, I kept
mine inside. I didn't want to add to your burden,"
said Kyle as he trailed his finger up and down her
arm.

Isabel turned to face Kyle, and seeing him barely
inches from her, she said, "Will the pain ever go away
Kyle?"

"I don't know. He was my friend and you loved him, I
don't know if that kind of pain ever stops," he
replied honestly.

"I loved him 'because' he was my friend Kyle. We both
lost someone we trusted and who trusted us back. We
all put our trust in Tess, and Alex died for it. I
guess I just want the guilt from that to end, the
guilt of being who I am, and Alex having that
knowledge killing him," Isabel said quietly.

"Well I'm not alien, but I didn't help the situation
by letting her stay in my room, and treating her as
family. So figure that in with your guilt," said Kyle
hating himself for being duped.

"Kyle, he looked in so much pain when she killed him,"
whimpered Isabel as the tears began to fall.

Kyle swallowed the burning in his throat as he choked
back his own tears.

"I know he was Isabel. I'm not going to lie to you
since you've been part of my dreams, he died a
painfull death that I pray killed him before he hit
the floor," said Kyle as he held Isabel tighter while
she sobbed,  his own sobs joing with hers.

"I'm afraid to sleep Kyle, I don't want to dream
anymore. It's a curse to dream walk people," she cried
in anguish.

"I'm sorry I did that to you, that my dreams pulled
you in Isabel. I never wanted you to know what really
happened with Alex," said Kyle as he kissed her soft
short hair.

"Kyle, would you do something for me no questions
asked?" Isabel asked him.

"Sure, anything," said Kyle sniffing.

"Make me forget. Make me forget what we dreamed, make
me forget why we came on this trip, Kyle...make love
to me," Isabel asked of him.

"What?" he asked her holding his breath.

"Don't tell me you don't want to make love to me Kyle
because I know you do," said Isabel afraid he was
going to turn her down.

"Isabel, you don't mean this. You'll regret it and
hate me if we do this," said Kyle trying to reason
with her.

"I won't Kyle, I need this and I think you do too. I'm
tired of not moving on aren't you? Just once I don't
want to fear the night, please help me Kyle," Isabel
requested again.

His body and his tired mind played traitor to his
reasoning and Kyle finally said, "Okay Isabel, but I
don't want any regrets and hatred in the morning. I've
lost one friend, I can't lose two."

Isabel kissed him softly on his mouth in thank you.
Kyle deepened the kiss as they gave themselves over to
the need of his body and hers.

Isabel arched her back pressing her breast into Kyle's
waiting hand, the fullness overflowing his it.

Kyle fondled the breast through the T-shirt before
finding the shirt edge and snaking his hand
underneath, sliding it up to her breast, and
uncovering it to his view, and waiting mouth.

Tugging on her nipple gently with his teeth, Kyle
sucked the hard nub into his mouth and worried it
between his teeth before giving the same attention to
her other breast.

Isabel's sighs were ragged as Kyle raised her shirt
over her head and threw it to the floor, baring her
upper body to his gaze.

"You are so beautiful, " he breathed as he lightly
caressed her from her collar bone to her waistband and
bak up, circling her breasts until she shivered.

"Kyle...please," she begged breathlessly.

"Patience Isabel, patience," laughed Kyle softly as he
began to place little kisses on her brow and eye lids,
going down her face, neck, chest, and waist. 

"Kyle..." Isabel hissed as he lifted her waistband and
teased her just underneath.

"Raise your hips Isabel," ordered Kyle as he pulled
the garment slowly down and off of her revealing a
body that could only have been created from above.

Kyle lightly blew on the thatch of curls at her apex
and kissed her just above.

"Kyle?" Isabel asked shivering in delight at the
sensations he was making her feel.

"Bend your legs Isabel," Kyle huskily told her, and he
placed her legs over his shoulders and breathed in her
musky scent. Then he began to gently flick his tongue
over her swollen slit, causing Isabel to involuntarily
lift her hips off the bed in shock and pleasure as
Kyle thrust his tongue inside her now parted nether
lips. Swirrling his tongue around her inner walls,
Kyle taunted her by delving in and out, and then
sucking her nub until she cried out in pleasure. 
Isabel grasped Kyle's head and thrust up at him
wantonly as she begged him not to stop. 

Kyle pressed his tongue firmly to her button as she
came, drinking her in as her cries turned to a hum of
contentment and she relaxed against the sheet, her
breathing  coming hard.

"I never dreamed that would feel so good," she told
him as she stretched and arched her back.

Kyle moved up beside her, and kissed her before he lay
back and looked at the ceiling.

"Is that it? I thought you said you would make love to
me?" asked Isabel as she looked at him laying back
with his arm under his head.

"Isabel are you sure, I mean really sure you want to
do this? I mean once we do it things will change
between us," said Kyle still unsure.

For an answer, Isabel began to place tiny kisses on
Kyle's face and chest, leaving a wet trail from the
tip of her tongue as she stopped to worry his nipples
with her teeth before heading down to his belly and
below.

"What are you doing Isabel?" asked Kyle tightly, not
sure if she was teasing him or not.

"Lift your hips Kyle," ordered Isabel as she quickly
made short order of divesting him of his boxers and
setting free his hardened manhood.

Kyle gasped when Isabel took him in her hand and
explored his smooth shaft and full sacs, the ache in
him growing.

Precum seeped from the head as she began to pump the
shaft, and she licked it from the end with a light
flick from the tip of her tongue.

"Oh jeez!" cried Kyle, closing his eyes as Isabel
placed him in her warm mouth and began to suck. 

She had overheard the girls at school discussing
'going down' on guys and she put into practice what
she had logged away in the back of her mind. 

Trailing her moist tongue under his shaft, Isabel
gently gripped Kyle's balls and fondled them. Sucking
first one and then the other of the sacs into her
mouth, Isabel could tell Kyle was getting close by his
moans and the stiffening of his body. She licked him
from the underside to the head, and just as she knew
he was ready to come he pulled away from her shaking
with his need to have her and whispered, "No! I want
to be in you."

He crawled between her open legs he kissed her as he
settled himself at her moist heat. Entering her, Kyle
plunged deeply and swiftly breaking threw her thin
barrier quickly.

Isabel gasped at the tearing, and then moaned as Kyle
began to move inside of her, the pain turning to
pleasure with each stroke of his thick shaft.
Kyle held himself in check as he laved Isabel's
breasts and kissing her deeply, his need for her to
come greater than his own pulsing need.

"Oh my gawd, Kyle...don't...don't stop..." she panted
feeling pleasure at the fullness of Kyle in her,
rubbing her inner walls as he entered her over and
over, his strokes stong  and deep going to her core.

Isabel met Kyle's stokes with a rhythum  that quickly
went from an easy glide to a hard pounding thrust.
Her inner walls began to tighten around him as Isabel
felt a warm heat grow from deep down  inside of her
and spread over her whole being as she came over and
over.

Kyle finally let himself go inside the warmth of her
as he stiffened and came, spilling his seed deep into
her womb with a pulsing that threatened never to end.
Kyle moved slightly to lessen his weight on her and
sent a rushing of pleasure over them again as orgasm
after orgasm hit them just as strong as the first one.

"Kyle...what's ...happening?" Isabel moaned as she
gasped for breath while the waves of pleasure
continuously hit her.

"I-I don't know...I've never...felt anything...this
intense ...in ...my life!" he answered as wondered if
making love with aliens was always like this.

Finally when both knew that they could handle no more,
the heat of their passion subsided and they lay
panting, their sweat covered bodies glistening with
the evidence of their love making.

"So that is making love," said Isabel as she struggled
to breath.

"Oh man, what the hell was that?! I've never felt that
way before, so it must be something about making love
with aliens, because doing it with a human girl isn't
anything like that!" said Kyle as he ran his hand
threw his damp hair.

"I really thought I was going to die it was so
powerful ," said Kyle.

"I'm sorry Kyle, I didn't know we were that different
when we had sex. I'm sorry I asked you," said Isabel
hurt as she moved to get up and fell back. She just
didn't have the strength to move yet.

"Hey you've got me all wrong, I'm not complaining
Isabel! I was just surprised is all. I'm all for doing
this again sometime...but not right now, I'm just too
exhausted," said Kyle yawning as he threw his arm over
her heaving breasts.

Isabel smiled in relief as she covered a yawn and
said, "I'll take you up on that Kyle, you can be sure
of it."

Closing her eyes, Isabel said, "Kyle?"

"Yeah?"

"That was amazingly nice."

Kyle grinned as he pulled  her into his arms where she
snuggled close, their legs entwined as they both fell
into a dreamless contented sleep.

Finding solace in each others arms,and putting their
mutual caring for each other first, the guilt over
Alex and the nightmares had finally been put to rest. 

*********

Isabel sat in the booth across from Max and half
listened as he chewed her out for going on her little
road trip.

"What if something had happened to you Isabel? No one
was there to help you if you had needed it!" said Max
upset.

"I can take care of myself Max, as you well know,"
said Isabel as she rolled her eyes. 

Then her attention was caught as the door opened to
the Crashdown and Kyle walked in.

Kyle let his eyes adjust to the darkness inside, and
then they rested on Isabel.

He gave her a slight smile as he headed to the
counter.

Isabel's eyes lit up, but her expression remained
neutral as her eyes followed Kyle to the counter.
Max had been giving Isabel more arguments for not
going off alone again when he noticed she was not
paying attention. Following her gaze he saw Kyle
Valenti at the counter casually looking her way. When
Kyle caught Max observing the two of them, Kyle
quickly looked away.

Max shifted his gaze to Isabel and said casually, "You
know Isabel, Valenti said Kyle disappeared this
weekend too. He was worried sick about him."
Isabel had the grace to look guilty over that last
part.

She and Kyle had not told anyone they were leaving and
had each returned to paniced parents.

"Well Valenti apparently had nothing to worry about
Max, Kyle looks just fine," said Isabel beginning to
get heated as she recalled her weekend with Kyle.

Max could have sworn Isabel was blushing. He looked
towards Kyle again, and saw him smiling as he watched
Isabel before quickly looking away again.

Looking at Isabel again Max asked, "Is there something
you want to tell me Iz?"

"No, look Max I've got to go! I'll see you at home,"
said Isabel hurriedly as she grabbed her jacket and
headed for the door.

Max watched as just a few minutes later Kyle asked for
his drink to be made to go. Paying quickly, Kyle
exited the Crashdown.

"I've seen it all now," said Max to  himself as he
realized Isabel must have a thing going with Kyle.
Then Max frowned as another thought crossed his mind. 
He would have to speak to Isabel and maybe Kyle about
being careful and not going too far. 

He guessed that having Alex in common had brought them
together, and they had worked out their problems.

*********

Isabel stood waiting in the alley behind the
Crashdown, and a few minutes later Kyle quickly
appeared.

"Hey," he said as he stopped and slowly approached
her.

"Hey," she said as he drew closer.

"You okay?" asked Kyle as peered at her over his sun
glasses.

"Yeah, you?" she asked trying not to seem nervous.
Kyle looked off and then back before asking, "This
weekend changed everything anyway didn't it?" He
sounded sad to her ears.

"Yeah, I think it did," said Isabel her breathing 
feeling like it was coming faster and faster.

"So what do we do?" asked Kyle as he took off his
glasses and looked at her.

Isabel bit her lip and Kyle thought he would die.
"I...I don't know Kyle," said Isabel quietly. 

She had hoped he would kiss her as he took her in his arms,
but so far  he had not touched her.

Kyle decided that he wasn't going to play games with
Isabel. Relationship stuff was hard enough without all
the alien crap that went along with it.

"Look Isabel, I don't want just a friendship with you,
I want more," said Kyle as he watched for her
reaction. 

Isabel thought he meant sex. He wanted the great alien
induced orgasm.

"I had hoped we could still be friends Kyle, but if
you think you can just call and I'll spread my legs
for  you then you have another thing coming!" said
Isabel as she started down the alley, her pride and
heart wounded.

"What? What the hell are you talking about? I mean I
want us to be more than friends, like maybe see each
other and hang out as a couple, not just friends,"
said 
Kyle.

Isabel paused and looked back at him.

"Really? It's not just the alien sex?" she asked still
unsure.

Kyle cocked his head and grinned at her, "Well there
is that too. I mean I'd be fool to say the sex wasn't
freaking fantastic, but that's not all of it." He
walked to her and taking her in his arms he told her,
"I feel like I've found someone I can care about and
talk too. That sounded so sappy. I've been hanging
around Max Evans too long," he said groaning and
wrinkling his face up as he covered it with his hand.
Isabel laughed softly as she put her arms around
Kyle's neck.

"Kyle, shut up and kiss me," said Isabel as she kissed
him and he returned her kiss.

Max pulled back from his observation space around the
corner and sighed.

"I guess the speech about being careful is out." He
groaned as he thought about what Isabel and Kyle
apparently did on their road trip.

Then pulling himself together he shook his head and
walked away smiling.


END