|posted on 10-Sep-2001 9:14:50 PM|
|Title: Alex Whitman: Alien Hunter|
Author: cameraman dc
Disclaimer : I don't own anything, it does not belong to me. I am in no way associated with the WB, the UPN, Jason Katims, or Melinda Metz.
Summary : A new alien hunter is in Roswell, but he is more than he appears.
Category : A/I M/L M/M K/T
Rating : R
285 South (12 miles outside Roswell)
August 4, 2006
The words that had plagued him for the first 18 years of his life. The words that had time and again nearly broken him. The words that had once defined him.
But not anymore, anyone who had known him five years ago would not know him now.
He looked at the passing landscape through the passenger side window. He watched as the was sun setting against the mountains to the west, illuminating the sky in hues of pink, purple, and orange.
Five years, five long years. Five years since his apparent death. Five years since he had been rescued from the clutches of their enemies. Five years since he decided to leave his home and start a new life. Five years since he left her.
And now after five long years he was finally heading home. He wondered if he could actually take going home. Seeing the people he once called friends and family, especially when some of them thought he was dead. But he wasn't heading home for rest and relaxation. The war was far from over, but he needed their help, he needed their guidance, he needed to see her. The titanium black 1968 Ford Mustang sped down the stretch of highway towards it's destination. Towards Roswell.