posted on 23-May-2002 9:41:34 PM by AlexEvans
This is an Alex/Isabel fanfic. It takes place post-“Busted.” If you get really confused reading this part… don’t worry, you’re supposed to. If you recognize where I’m stealing most of this idea from, well, I have a different explanation (yes I can explain everything).

Please let me know what you think.

a) I’m completely crazy.
b) I should focus on SwLW/WP/Escape/my T/I A/I fic/other
c) This is good!
d) All of the above.

~Brian

Part 1

Dianne Evans smiled at her daughter. “I’m really glad you’re going ahead with your life. You deserve this, Isabel.”

Isabel hugged her mother, then stepped back to pick up the info. “San Francisco says the scholarship still stands, and I’ll only lose one half-credit I can’t transfer from Las Cruces. I can start at San Francisco this January!”

“I still don’t understand why you didn’t go there in the first place like you planned,” her mother confessed.

“I don’t want to talk about it. Just… don’t mention that to Max, if he calls you. Or Michael.”

“I’m very concerned about your brother.” Dianne sighed. “But I’m very proud of you.”

“Thanks mom, I really need to leave Roswell for a while, get away from all the memories…”

They were interrupted by Philip’s shout. “Isabel! Alex is here to see you!”

Isabel spun around, shock on her face.

“What memories, dear?” her mother asked.

Isabel frowned, then shook her head. “I’m not sure what I was talking about.” She forgot the subject as Alex followed Isabel’s father into the kitchen.

“Isabel.” Alex smiled. “Mrs Evans.”

“Hi Alex. Isabel, why don’t you ask your friend to stay for dinner?”

“Mom!” Isabel protested, but turned to Alex anyway. “Would you like to?”

”I’d love to.”

“Great.” Isabel paused. “I have some news. Alex, I’m going to transfer to San Francisco this January.”

“That’s great, that’s where you wanted to go.”

Isabel could tell Alex was genuinely happy for her… she should have known Alex would still be supportive. “I’ll miss you, but it’s only for a few months.”

“It won’t be that long.” Alex hugged Isabel, whispered. “And you can visit my dreams while we’re apart when awake.”

Isabel struggled against the feeling that something was out of place. True, her mom didn’t look completely happy, but mom had accepted the situation when Isabel told her that she and Alex were going to the prom together. Mom liked Alex better than Grant anyway. She pushed away her misgivings and hugged Alex tightly.

Life was perfect, just as she wanted it. She had loving parents. She was going to the university she wanted to go to. Most of all, she had finally realized what she wanted, and it hadn’t been too late; her beloved Alexandra.

*~*~*

Part 2

Alex sat down across from Liz and Maria, who’d already begun eating at their regular place in the quad outside the high school. “Hi.”

“Hi Alex, missed you last night” Liz chided him. “We could have made it a girls night, the three of us, like the old days.”

Alex apologized, but couldn’t manage to look repentant. “I dropped by to say hi to Isabel, her mom insisted I stay for dinner.”

“That’s a big improvement,” Maria observed.

“Yeah, Max said she and their dad both hit the roof when Isabel told them she was taking you to the prom,” Liz commented.

“They’re getting used to it,” Alex allowed. “They’re pretty open-minded, just worried about their daughter’s future. I think they like me. I’m not sure Max is though… he doesn’t quite like the idea of anyone dating his sister, I think. Maybe he and Michael are finally beginning to understand a fraction of what they put me through.”
“Thanks Alex.” Maria grinned, shaking her head. “I’m so sorry we put you through that, we should have told you right away.”

Alex shrugged. “We’ve been through that. I understand why you didn’t.”

“Still, we’re sorry,” Liz agreed with Maria. “We’re really happy for you now. The others will get over it.” Her voice fell as she grumbled to herself. “Max had better.”

Alexandra glanced up as Kyle wandered over.

“Hey, any…” he lowered his voice “Czech stuff going on lately I should know about?”

“Everything’s perfectly normal,” Liz answered.

“Everything’s perfect,” Alex added, dreamy look in her eyes.

Kyle chuckled. “I always did think you and Isabel would make a really cute couple.” He pretended to duck as Maria shot a glare his way. “Glad things are still working out.”

Alexandra grinned. Kyle’s sentiment was predictable, but not offensive. Besides, she liked the idea of two girls too. “Thanks Kyle.” She smiled, remembering back to when it had all started.

*~*~*

What they remember - Discontinuity timeline: “Pilot”

Alex glanced over as Isabel and Maria walked past. Both had very nice costumes for this year’s Crashdown Festival, especially Isabel. Isabel and Maria? Max and Liz and Isabel and Maria? What is going on in this town… and surely Maria isn’t… she’d have said something to me… she knows how I feel about Isabel. “Hey Maria. Isabel, nice cones.”

Alex blushed suddenly, glad for the darkness. Maybe Isabel would think it had been a compliment solely on her costume. Alex wasn’t out, usually she was more discreet than to say things like that.

Isabel smiled at her. A smile that sent thrills through Alex’s body, and gave her renewed hope. Maybe, on the other hand, Isabel had understood what Alex meant. If so she seemed fine with it, perhaps flattered – not encouraging, but then Isabel didn’t encourage any guys either. It was enough hope for Alex to cling to.

Maria didn’t seem to have heard, looking so preoccupied with whatever big secrets she and Liz were involved with she hadn’t even seen Alex.

*~*~*

posted on 1-Jun-2002 9:08:33 PM by AlexEvans
Thanks Shaft, Roswellluver. *happy*

~Brian

Part 2

Alex sat down across from Liz and Maria, who’d already begun eating at their regular place in the quad outside the high school. “Hi.”

“Hi Alex, missed you last night” Liz chided him. “We could have made it a girls night, the three of us, like the old days.”

Alex apologized, but couldn’t manage to look repentant. “I dropped by to say hi to Isabel, her mom insisted I stay for dinner.”

“That’s a big improvement,” Maria observed.

“Yeah, Max said she and their dad both hit the roof when Isabel told them she was taking you to the prom,” Liz commented.

“They’re getting used to it,” Alex allowed. “They’re pretty open-minded, just worried about their daughter’s future. I think they like me. I’m not sure Max is though… he doesn’t quite like the idea of anyone dating his sister, I think. Maybe he and Michael are finally beginning to understand a fraction of what they put me through.”
“Thanks Alex.” Maria grinned, shaking her head. “I’m so sorry we put you through that, we should have told you right away.”

Alex shrugged. “We’ve been through that. I understand why you didn’t.”

“Still, we’re sorry,” Liz agreed with Maria. “We’re really happy for you now. The others will get over it.” Her voice fell as she grumbled to herself. “Max had better.”

Alexandra glanced up as Kyle wandered over.

“Hey, any…” he lowered his voice “Czech stuff going on lately I should know about?”

“Everything’s perfectly normal,” Liz answered.

“Everything’s perfect,” Alex added, dreamy look in her eyes.

Kyle chuckled. “I always did think you and Isabel would make a really cute couple.” He pretended to duck as Maria shot a glare his way. “Glad things are still working out.”

Alexandra grinned. Kyle’s sentiment was predictable, but not offensive. Besides, she liked the idea of two girls too. “Thanks Kyle.” She smiled, remembering back to when it had all started.

*~*~*

What they remember - Discontinuity timeline: “Pilot”

Alex glanced over as Isabel and Maria walked past. Both had very nice costumes for this year’s Crashdown Festival, especially Isabel. Isabel and Maria? Max and Liz and Isabel and Maria? What is going on in this town… and surely Maria isn’t… she’d have said something to me… she knows how I feel about Isabel. “Hey Maria. Isabel, nice cones.”

Alex blushed suddenly, glad for the darkness. Maybe Isabel would think it had been a compliment solely on her costume. Alex wasn’t out, usually she was more discreet than to say things like that.

Isabel smiled at her. A smile that sent thrills through Alex’s body, and gave her renewed hope. Maybe, on the other hand, Isabel had understood what Alex meant. If so she seemed fine with it, perhaps flattered – not encouraging, but then Isabel didn’t encourage any guys either. It was enough hope for Alex to cling to.

Maria didn’t seem to have heard, looking so preoccupied with whatever big secrets she and Liz were involved with she hadn’t even seen Alex.

*~*~*

Part 3: Schrodinger’s Cat

Isabel hummed along with her CD as she cleaned her room. It hovered an inch above her desk, spinning. “All the world is spinning round, inside my head tonight.” Most of her time was taken rearranging her photos. Finally satisfied with their placement, the photo of her and Alex at their prom together given pride of place of course. Isabel began to turn away. Then she halted, turned back, blinked.
Everything was normal. The pictures hadn’t moved or changed.

Isabel blinked again, and there it was. Where her darling Alexandra should be stood a stranger, a boy she’d never seen in her life. Isabel hesitantly picked up the picture. She couldn’t detect any Alien ‘voodoo’ on the photo, she hadn’t felt any powers being used other than her own CD playing. Even that was too small a thing to create much interference. So what had happened? Surely Max wouldn’t tamper with her photos. That was too petty even for him… right?

Carrying the photo, Isabel picked up her cellphone, waited for him to pick up. “Max, did you…” she trailed off.

“Isabel?”

Isabel stared at the photo of herself and Alexandra. She’d been holding it, nobody could possibly have changed it back without her knowing. “I’m going crazy.”

“Right. Look, I have to get to work… is it something important? How are mom and dad?”

“They miss you terribly, but dad’s not going to let you move back until he understands why you committed armed robbery. That isn’t why I called though.”

“Oh?”

“Never mind that part.” Isabel hesitated, not looking at the photo. Schrodinger’s Cat… “At the Prom, do you remember what Alex wore? Did she wear a tux or a dress?”

“C’mon Isabel, surely you remember… besides you’ve got photos. And you know I’m not completely happy with this.”

“I’m serious Max. I remember what I wore, that red strapless dress. Maria had that really incredibly awful dress… I remember what Liz wore, I even remember you and Michael in tuxes. I can picture Kyle and Vicky dancing together. But I can’t remember what my date wore.”

There was a moment of quiet. “I remember all of that too… except Alex. She was definitely there, I saw you two dancing, I mean everyone was watching you… but I can’t remember what she was wearing. A tux?”

Isabel held up the picture. Alexandra was wearing the same tux as the stranger, only slightly smaller. Then the picture wavered, and she was dressed in a black dress, which Isabel suddenly remembered had been backless. The front had also been designed to waste as little fabric as possible within the bounds of passably good taste. Isabel had loved that dress…

“Max, I have to go.”

“Okay.” Max hesitated. “If mom asks, cause she will and she’ll tell dad, tell them I’m fine but I do miss them.”

posted on 10-Jul-2002 5:35:45 PM by AlexEvans
Thanks Jeremiah and Care Bears.

Part 4

Alex paused as she left the school grounds. Like everywhere in Roswell, part of her history was here… and in less than a year, she’d be leaving it all behind. She’d follow Isabel to San Francisco. She’d still live in Roswell during the summers for a few more years, and then she’d really leave. Most of the memories she’d be leaving behind… no taking with her… were good ones. A few were bad, like the way Liz and Maria had shut her out when they’d first learned what Max, Isabel and Michael were. Alex reflected on that as she walked home.

*~*~*

What they remember - Discontinuity timeline: “Morning After”

“You really want to know what we were talking about?” Liz demanded.

“Yes!” Alex shouted back in exasperation.

“We were talking about…”

“Cramps!” Maria said.

“Yes, cramps, and all this gory disgusting stuff…”

*~*~*

Alex gave herself a shake. Just what the hell had happened there? Oh obviously she knew now what Liz and Maria had been discussing… but why had the subject turned her off the way Liz and Maria had known it would? All that stuff happened to her too, after all.

“My life makes no sense,” Alex said out loud.

“Hi dear,” her father said. “And why should it?”

“I don’t know… just confused about something. Do things just ever seem wrong to you?”

“Wrong? What could be wrong? You’ve got great grades, close friends, a beautiful girlfriend…”

Alex finally smiled. “You’re right.” She hugged her father. “Sometimes I worry too much.”