posted on 7-Sep-2002 4:27:25 PM by AlexEvans
Title: The Hybrid Chronicles: The Stargazer Version
Author: AlexEvans
Rating: PG
Setting: Season 2, episodes 11-14 (the Hybrid Chronicles). Some ‘missing scenes’ for "To Serve and Protect," “We Are Family” and “Disturbing Behavior” followed by an alternate version of “How the Other Half Lives.”
Summary: Alex and Isabel are trapped in the Gandarium Cave.
Disclaimer: Concept by Melinda Metz, show produced by that dolt Katims.

Here are the missing scenes from the first twp eps, I'll add the rest as it is written.

~Brian

“TSAP”

Sweden was cold. Cold and lonely, for the most part. Beautiful, too; especially the northern lights.

Leanna was nice. Most people were nice. I missed my parents. I missed my best friends though, Liz and Maria. I’d never spent so long apart from them before. I really missed Isabel. So she’d dumped me in September… I hadn’t given up.

Isabel is more afraid of commitment than anyone I’ve ever known. I’ve seen her with that geologist she’s dating and I don’t even feel jealous of him, because he doesn’t have even the tiniest piece of her heart.

God, I’ve put the Atlantic between us (okay, my parent’s idea, not mine) and I still can’t stop thinking about her? What does it take?

I dream about her. Why doesn’t she come see? I wrote her an e-mail. I couldn’t refer openly to her powers, but I hinted around. I know she could visit my dreams. I know she can talk to me in them. Maria told me all that. So why doesn’t she?

She e-mailed me back as ‘Victorianna, Mistress of Darkness.’ Isabel… er, ‘Victorianna’ said how much she misses me… that she wishes I were in Roswell… it was very sweet. I printed it out, put it under my pillow.

I answered. Isabel never e-mailed as ‘Victorianna’ again, even though I e-mailed her a few more times.


“We Are Family”

It was great to get back to Roswell. Back to my friends. I invited a bunch of them to see my slides – at Liz’s, since she has the slide projector. I expected just Liz and Maria to show up. That would still have been great, just the three of us like old times.

Isabel came! I was so happy about that. I’m here with three beautiful girls. Of course, it’s my two best friends and my ex.

“I can't stop thinking about her,” Isabel admitted, referring to Laurie.

None of us knew what to say about that. I didn’t even really know what had happened. Liz broke the silence. “Well, I'm glad you came.”

“So am I. Thanks, I really needed this.”

“Ok, an appetizer of swedish fish. These are lundstrom bowls from IKEA. And a smorgasbord will follow if it doesn't freeze.” That was Maria.

“Yeah, you know what? You guys are sissies,” I teased them, “ 'cause after a winter in Sweden, this weather is downright balmy.”

“That's a lot of slide carousels, Alex.” Isabel didn’t sound bored, though.

“Yeah, well, you know, I wanted you guys to feel like you had been there, too.” If I had to suffer through Sweden, so should everyone else, right?
Then the phone rang. Liz answered, gave it to Isabel.

“Hello? Aw, man. Yeah, okay, I'll be right there. “

“Isabel, is everything okay?” Liz asked.

“Yeah, um, sure. Valenti just needs me to do something for him. I am so sorry, Alex.”

“Don't worry about it,” I said, concealing my disappointment.

“Maybe we can do this some other time.”

“Yeah, yeah, just let me know when it's good for you.”

Isabel started to leave, paused to look at me. To look me over. “Well, I think your trip really agreed with you. You look great.”

“Thanks. Yeah, I feel great. See you around.”

Isabel hesitated, puzzled by my behavior. “Yeah, see you guys later.”

*~*~*

I was writing an e-mail to the Olsen’s when I heard someone knock on my window. It was night, around 11:30, and I was in my pajamas ready for bed. I walked, let her in. “Hey Isabel. Is everything all right?”

She shivered a little in her leather jacket. She was wearing red pajama bottoms, and white shoes. “Well… not really. But I came over to see how you’re doing. We haven’t really had a chance to talk since you got back from Sweden.”

“Not since long before that,” I corrected. “I miss how we used to talk.”

“Sitting under the stars.” Isabel smiled.

“Sit down.” I sat on my bed, expected Isabel to take my chair. Vice-versa wouldn’t work, how could I stay cool if Isabel was sitting on my bed in her pajamas? I didn’t want to wind up throwing myself at her again.

Instead of doing what I expected, Isabel hung her jacket on my chair, then sat close beside me. “Have Liz and Maria caught you up on what you’ve missed?”

“A lot of it. Not everything.” I looked away before I lost my composure. “What’s happening now?”

“I was dreamwalking… dreamwalking Kyle, actually.”

I kept my face still, not to show my jealousy. Why did she dreamwalk him?

“Then suddenly I was in someone else’s dream. It turned out be be Laurie’s, but first there was a mix-up and I thought it was this other girl. Sheriff Valenti is in huge trouble over that, because I messed up.”

I grew annoyed. I hate when Isabel does that to herself. I know who encourages that, too. “What would you have done differently?”

“Well… um…” Isabel floundered. “I guess when Valenti showed me that picture of Melissa Foster, I’d have tried to dreamwalk her.”

“Good idea. But did Valenti think of it? Or Max? Max knows all about this stuff.”

“Well, no… but I’m the dreamwalker.”

“I hate it when you blame yourself for everything.”

“You’d probably have thought of it. I wish you’d been there. I would have gone with you to see the Sheriff, not with Max.” She patted my knee, left her hand there.

“Thanks. Anyway, it just shows what an amazing talent dreamwalking is.”

“I just wish it were more reliable. I’ve never had anything happen like that before now, being sucked into the dreams of people I’ve never met. And I still can’t dreamwalk people outside of a certain distance.”

“Really?” So that was why.

“Yeah, so you don’t have to worry that I spied on your dreams of all those Swedish girls I’m sure you met.”

I grinned, letting her change the topic. “Well… not what I was worrying about.”

“C’mon Alex, tell me about Sweden. You must have met someone. From their perspective, you’re the exotic one.”

Exotic? Maybe a little… but they’d seen plenty of American tourists. It wasn’t as if I had come from another planet or anything. “Well… this one girl… Leanna…”

Isabel frowned, as if she’d been expecting me to say no one. That I’d spent the whole time pining for her. Well, I pretty much had, but I wasn’t going to say that!

“She’s a great friend. We did a lot together. Promised to stay in touch.”

“Long-distance relationships never work.”

“So I’ve heard. So, um, how are you and Grant doing?”

Isabel shrugged. The movement did extremely interesting things to her pajama top. Things the old Alex Whitman would have been interested in. Actually, the new Alex Whitman was interested too, just more discretely. “We’re still dating,” she said with an exaggerated lack of enthusiasm.

“Really.”

“Not very often or anything.”

“Yeah, his job must keep him busy. He has to pay all his bills and stuff.” What with him being way older than Isabel.

“Actually, it’s my schedule that’s been busy. What with school, and doing stuff with my parents, I kept having to cancel. And of course the whole Christmas break I kept really really busy.”

“Oh.” Even the insecure Old Alex had to take a hint sooner or later. Isabel was hitting on me. But did she really want me back, or just want my interest back? “I’m sorry to hear that, you probably won’t be able to make time to see my slides…”

“I’ll always make time for you, Alex.” She smiled. Isabel had gradually moved closer, her leg was pressed against mine. Only two thin layers of cloth separated our skin.

Umm… okay. That’s a change. That’s a very big, very good change. “That’s… that’s great.”

“I’d better go.” Isabel started to stand up, sat down again. Leaned slightly towards me, changed her mind, and stood up.

It wasn’t too late. I could kiss her. She hadn’t kissed me, but I could reach out and touch her arm, and she’d turn around, and I could kiss those soft lips, and we’d hug and I’d feel her warm body against mine.

“Alex, it’s late,” my father said, opening my door without knocking. “You should turn out your light and go… hi, Isabel.”

“Hi Mr. Whitman.” Isabel grabbed her coat, quickly pulling it back on. “I just had to say hi to Alex, he was gone for so long. I was just going.”

Dad held my door open for her. No window route this time.

“I’ll see you at school,” I called after her. “Dad?”

“It’s late to have girls in your room. I know Liz and Maria, and I don’t mind if they’re over. Isabel is different.” He sighed. “You’ve spent time away from home, you can probably take care of myself… but you’re still my little kid.”

“I was away too long. She missed me.” I grinned at him. “I guess it wasn’t a wasted trip.”

He laughed, shook his head. “Sometimes absence does make the heart grow fonder. Just don’t let her break your heart again, Alex. Night.”

“Goodnight.”


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posted on 4-Jan-2003 9:23:22 PM by AlexEvans
“Disturbing Behavior”

“Hey Liz,” I said, sitting down. Liz grabbed a pair of shakes and sat down across from me – no customers.

“Hey Alex. It’s good to have you around again.”

“Thanks, it’s good to be back. So…” I didn’t know how to ask her what was going on with her and Max. “I’ve probably missed a lot while I’ve been away.”

“Yeah. I hardly even know where to start… oh hi Isabel.”

“Isabel?” I asked, concerned by the worried look on her face.

“We have a problem,” she began. “See, Michael, Maria and Laurie…”

My these people got in a lot of trouble… but it was no fair them doing it without me, I was glad to be back. “So they're driving around aimlessly with a fugitive in the car,” I summed up.

“No, no, she's not a fugitive,” Isabel insisted. “She's just... wanted by the law.”

“Interesting distinction.” Did I say that? Was I shooting down something Isabel had said?

“Anyway, they're going to be gone for a couple of days, so we need to cover for them.”

“Who may be gone for a couple of days?” Sean asked, arriving.

“Uh, no one. Um, Sean, we're sort of having a private conversation here, so...”

“Aunt Amy's flipping over M being AWOL.”

I glared at him. Neither Liz nor Isabel said anything so I decided to buy us a little time to think. “Great! You want to translate that for, you know, the people that haven't served time?”

“Where the hell's Maria?” He was concerned about his cousin, I’ll give him that.

Liz stammered as Sean glared at her. “Uh, oh, I-- I don't know.”

“Well, Aunt Amy's freaked out. She wants to see you soon. Let's go.”

“Okay, um...I'm going to go over there with Sean and, um, try and keep that situation over there from getting out of hand.”

“Yeah, good idea,” Isabel agreed.

“Yeah, smart move,” I chimed in, happy that I wasn’t going to have to be the one to face Maria’s mom and explain her whereabouts.

I sighed as Sean and Liz walked out. “Ms Deluca isn’t going to be happy… seems like old days.”

Isabel laughed. “Yeah, running down the 285 South…”

“I missed that one,” I reminded her.

“Oh right. Well, Max and I had the jeep. I didn’t have the excuse of needing your car to come along and abduct you.”

“Of course.” I tried to grin, conscious I was blushing despite my newfound resolve to play it cool. “So what now?”

“All we can do is wait… how about you show me those slides?”

I smiled back at her. “Sure.”

As we left the Crashdown, however, we were interrupted.

“Miss Evans?”

“Hello.”

The woman pulled out her badge. “Agent Suzanne Duff, FBI.”

I walked as Isabel was led away, too stunned to do or say anything. Finally, I took out my cellphone. “Hi, Mr. Evans? This is Alex…”
posted on 4-Jan-2003 9:26:19 PM by AlexEvans
“How the Other Half Lives”

Note: Instead of ‘missing scenes’ that could have happened within the context of the episode, like with the rest of the Hybrid Chronicles, this is an alternate version of the episode, inconsistent with what was aired then and after.

--

Tess, Isabel, Max, Liz and I gathered around a table at the Crashdown to discuss recent events.

Apparently Isabel had gone off with Grant, as soon as she got out of the police station, to get information on the local water table.

“What?”

“Focus, Alex.”

I glared at Liz. Easy for her to say. But I was supposed to be pretending this sort of thing didn’t bother me anymore. “So then you talked with Larek?”

“Right,” Liz continued. “We met with Brody, told him Isabel is a psychic, and she was able to reach Larek.”

“Wow,” I said softly. That was impressive.

“His final words were to get off the planet,” Max continued.

“Which isn’t currently an option,” Isabel interjected wryl.

“Which is why we called this meeting, to figure out what our options are.” Liz didn’t sound very happy either.

“And just so I’m clear, when Larek said that Earth was infected, wh-what exactly are we talking here? You know, a couple of acres? Couple of miles?”

Liz shot Tess a look, although her question seemed pretty reasonable to me. “Um, I think he was speaking a little more globally.”

That was when Brody came into the Crashdown and walked up to us.

“Hey Brody, how you feeling?”

“It’s Larek...and although I’ve had a little more time to prepare this body for communication, I’m still having trouble keeping its heart beating, so I’ll get right to it. The Gandarium are a genetically engineered life form, designed to bridge the DNA and RNA sequencing during third-stage amino synthesis.”

We all looked at Liz, who shook her head. “No, uh, I’m lost too. Uh, it’s way over our heads. Do you mind explaining it to us in simpler terms?”

“Alright. Uh, let’s say you want to create an alien-human hybrid. First, you get some alien cells, then you get some human cells. Normally they don’t mix very well. You need something to help bridge the differences. That’s where the Gandarium come in. In a controlled environment like on your ship, they’re harmless, but released into an eco-system, the Gandarium will perform the only role they know: infect human cells.”

Tess and Isabel asked a couple questions.

“Not every human is a candidate for hybridization. The genetic structure has to have...well, you would call it a flaw. It’s very rare on Earth, fewer than one in 50 million people have it… Once they’ve infected Laurie, the Gandarium will mutate into a universal virus. She’ll infect anyone she comes into contact with, human or otherwise. They in turn, will infect everyone they come into contact with. Eventually, she and every infected person on the planet will die. Once they’ve infected the host, it’s all over. You may still have a chance. The Gandarium are hive-like, with workers, drones...even a Queen. The Queen is the only one that can infect the host. Find her, kill her, and the rest of the hive will die. Good luck... to you all.

Larek left, and Max took charge. “The first thing we have to do is go back to Frazier Woods and find out how many more of these crystals are out there. Or rather, down there. And then we have to find a way to destroy them. Collect whatever digging equipment you can and meet outside in an hour. I’m going to call Kyle for more help.”

--

We went to Frazier’s Woods and split into pairs. For the first shift I was with Kyle. We found nothing… but it was interesting to compare notes. He’d had even less choice about joining this club than I had, and wasn’t too happy about it.

“It bears a striking resemblance to a chain gang,” he finished.

“Maybe, but at least we’re doing something important, right?”

Kyle nodded grudgingly.

“And, what about Tess? You’d never have known her.”

“What about Tess?” I leaned on my shovel and met Kyle’s eyes. Finally he nodded again. “Okay, there’s Tess.”

“I knew it. These Alien girls…”

We smiled at each other, and went back to digging..

~*~*~

After we all gathered to take a break and compare notes, we prepared to set out again.

“It should be human-Alien teams this time,” Isabel suggested casually, studying her nails. They remained perfect. “In case… well, there’s somebody dangerous involved in this. We don’t know he won’t come back.”

Nobody could argue with that. As we set out again I found myself with Isabel. I was very happy about it, especially since I was sure it was neither coincidence nor my doing. I kept my attitude casual, though. “Should we start digging here?”

Isabel consulted our map. “Looks good.”

We started digging. We meshed as a team better than Kyle and I had, quickly beginning the hole without getting in each others way as we dug and moved the dirt aside.

“Thanks for calling my dad when Duff hauled me off.”

”You’re welcome,” I said.

“I know you’re upset at what I did afterward.”

I stopped shoveling to catch my breath. “What? None of my business… why should I be upset?”

Isabel stopped shoveling to. “You seemed…”

“Surprised,” I said firmly, and began shoveling again.

“Oh.”

I glanced up. Isabel’s face had fallen. “We have work to do,” I reminded her.

I turned my full attention to digging. So did Isabel, who shoveled quickly, furiously. What else could I do, though?

“Alex, look!” Her hand grabbed mine and Isabel forced me to stop shoveling. I blinked, then looked down at the blue light emanating from the cave we’d discovered.

“The Gandarium?” I asked.

“I think so.” Isabel leaned over for a closer look.

“Hadn’t we better call the others?” I protested, taking my cellphone out of my pocket, but I moved up beside her to look for myself, trying to satisfy my own curiosity.

“It has to be the Gandarium,” Isabel decided, standing up. “Call the…” she began, trailing off as the earth shifted under us.

“Uh oh,” I whispered, scrambling to my feet, trying to get away from the hole to solid ground, but the earth kept crumbling under my feet. I was slipping, falling, and then Isabel had me, pulling me up to the edge of the newly widened hole, her arms wrapped around me. She didn’t let go once I was safe. Exhilarated at my narrow escape I hugged Isabel back. We smiled at each other, then Isabel leaned towards me as if to kiss me, and the ground shifted again. I had just enough time to see the alarm on her face as we fell, and then everything went dark.

- END HTOHL PART 1 -
posted on 12-Jan-2003 4:05:46 PM by AlexEvans
HTOHL PART 2

I slowly recovered consciousness. Rocks were digging into my back, as I lay on the hard ground. Only my head was lying on something soft. I opened my eyes slowly. Isabel was looking down at me in concern, beautiful in the soft blue light. Her right hand rested on my stomach, beneath my shirt. “What happened?” I asked, realizing she knew I was awake and there was no point faking to avoid being made to move.

“We found the Gandarium cave,” Isabel said wryly, “and wound up falling into it. The ground gave way… and then the Gandarium closed over our heads.”

I looked up, towards the source of that soft, romantic blue lighting. “Oh no!” Everything was coming back now. I tried to sit up, but Isabel took her hand off my stomach and pushed me back down.

“Easy, Alex, you just had a bad fall… and wound up underneath me.” She looked at me as if she knew I’d done that on purpose.

“We’re sealed in?”

”Yeah. But we’ll get out… Alex, you scared me for a moment there!”

“Sorry,” I mumbled. Trapped in a cave with Isabel… how often have I thought… okay, fantasized… about something like this? Only now that it had actually happened, it wasn’t quite as much fun as I’d thought it would be. I relaxed, my head still lying in Isabel’s lap, knowing I had to get up soon. “I think I was holding my cellphone when we fell, did you find it?”

“No, and I can’t get a signal with mine. Maybe it’s broken, you can take a look at it in a minute.”

“You caught me,” I said. “Thanks.”

Isabel smiled. “You’re welcome… didn’t work though.”

I smiled. I was thankful anyway. But… this was too much. Too fast. I regretfully forced myself up. “If you can’t call for help, we’ll have to find our own way out. Did either of the shovels wind up down here with us?”

Isabel shook her head. “No, but I should still be able to make us a way out.”

I watched as Isabel stood up, stretching to her tip toes and extending her arm above her head until her finger-tips touched the crystals. Her palm began to glow, then the glow spread upwards, flowing up her fingers until it reached the Gandarium. The glow of the Gandarium seemed to intensify, but as far as I could tell nothing else happened. I was afraid to speak, to ask Isabel what was happening, for fear of breaking her concentration. Isabel shut her eyes, her brow furrowing in concentration. The strain showed on her face, in the tension of her body, but still nothing was happening. I stood up and moved close to her, but there was no way I could help. The strain on Isabel’s face kept increasing, then suddenly she collapsed. I caught her in my arms and lowered her to the floor.

Isabel rested her head against my chest as she glared up at the Gandarium. “I’m sorry Alex, I can’t do it. It’s immune to my powers somehow.”

“Oh great.” I wasn’t ordinarily claustrophobic but suddenly I could feel the walls closing in on me. I forced myself to concentrate on Isabel.

“I’ll try again.”

”You’ve already over-done it, Isabel. Take it easy a moment. Besides, if we don’t get out soon the others will find us.”

That would happen soon, I hoped. The air still seemed fine but I couldn’t feel any breeze at all. What if there wasn’t any air circulation down here? How long did Isabel and I have?

-END HTOHL PART 2 -
posted on 12-Jan-2003 5:24:18 PM by AlexEvans
Thanks. *happy*

It's in the Dreamer section because I started this fic before the fanfic board got divided up. (Something I think was a great idea, btw.) Kath is going to move this for me later.

~Brian