Teacher's Pet (DA,XO,UC,Mature) Note 2/26/17
Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 11:42 am
Banner by Little Red Riding Hood
Title: Teacher’s Pet
Author: Dez/Jezebel Jinx/VampireQueen21
Pairings: Liz/Alec, Alex/Isabel, possible Maxie/Biggs, and Alex/? (know who but not telling yet)
Summary: Alec is sent on a mission to apprehend X5-711. The way he gets close is to impersonate a teacher, unfortunately for him he encounters X5-711’s very protective older sister.
Note: This is the first X-tremer fic I thought about writing. So it holds a special place in my heart, as do all my first fics.
Note 2: Liz will be OoC at times, not so much in front of the other Roswell people but in front of Alex and a few others. Also Max isn’t really an asshole in this—sometimes he’ll have his moments of course, as will the others. As for Alex he will have his own story line that while intertwined with Liz’s will be completely separate as well—did that make sense? Trying a little something new putting a bunch of Alex in the mix, I'm normally 90% all Liz story line-all the time.
Disclaimer: I own nothing I swear, although I wish I could own Alec.
August 30, 2020; 5 miles from Crashdown Café, 2:37 p.m.
It was a gorgeous sunny day in post-pulse Roswell, New Mexico. Although their town was only ‘tickled’ by the blast compared to the big cities where everything sputtered and died on them. Here a computer flickered and lights flashed and everything electronic went tits up as well. However within a year the town got back on its feet.
Since then they’ve had a few people come to the town from the worse-off cities but not as many as one would expect. It’s so difficult to get a pass to leave the cities on anything other than business or vacation; so it goes without saying that it is nearly impossible to get a pass to move out of a city and into a new one.
Alex Whitman sat silently next to Liz Parker as she drove the Jeep Cherokee faster down the main highway. He picked at the dirt caked on his jeans, it took an act of God to raise his leg up, how the hell was he going to get out of the Jeep when Liz stopped. They’ve been on the road non-stop for twelve hours, Liz didn’t even want to stop for pee-breaks and she hadn’t spoken a word to him since they left, he’s worried about her.
“We had no choice Liz, we had to leave Zack behind. It wouldn’t have done him any good if we got ourselves captured too.” Alex spoke up. He wished Maxie was still alive, but she couldn’t be not after he saw her get shot by her younger clone. Nobody, even a transgenic, could survive those point blank hits to the chest.
“I know.” As much as she hated to admit it Alex was right. “We could have stayed in Seattle though. Besides Maria what’s really holding us here?”
“You don’t mean that. We have plenty holding us here. Our parents are here. Our friends. This is our life now, not traipsing from town to town.” With difficulty he turned, the caked on dirt giving him problems. “Are you thinking about--you’re not going to leave are you?” Worried he’s going to be alone for the first time in his life.
Liz vehemently shook her head. “No, the only way I’d leave is if you came with me. You’re my brother Alex, we’re family. If you stay, so do I.” She assured him; her grip on the steering wheel tightened the tiniest bit. Just because she’s staying didn’t mean she liked it.
As vicious and unfeeling as Lydecker was he was right about one thing. Attachments made them weak. The only solid attachment she allowed herself was Alex. Everyone else she could drop as easily as yesterday’s paper and not feel the least bit guilty. She turned the Jeep into the Crashdown parking lot and cut the engine.
Neither sibling left the car, with their enhanced hearing they could pick up the sounds from the backroom. Their group of friends were in there watching or at least listening to a news report. A news anchor was sharing the top story of the month, the explosion at a hospital in Seattle. A month, it’d been a month since she and her brothers and sisters planned an attack on a Manticore base.
However the news and radio reports all said it was a hospital. Only a few select people knew different. Instead of heading home like Alex wanted to a week after the planned mission Liz managed to convince him to stay a few more weeks. She was desperate to find Zack and break him out. Hopefully she could get Max’s body as well but that, although it pained her to admit, wasn’t necessary.
Eventually Alex convinced her that there was nothing else they could do and it was time to go home before their friends began to question their absence. “At some point we’re going to have to go inside Liz.” Alex teased.
“We’ll go up the fire escape and change upstairs. There should be some of your clothes in my bottom dresser drawer.” She told him. “If we walk in looking like Dirt Boy and Mud Girl they’re going to have questions.”
“And they won’t have questions when we show up with all these cuts and bruises?” Before they left Logan Cale, Max’s friend, talked them into doing one last favor. They helped out the S1W, a group Logan hooked up with to help with their cause. To make a long story unbelievably short their favor involved getting them into a warehouse that kept a lot of private files. Alex and Liz waited outside taking care of the ten or so guards, since it rained the night before dirt became mud and the transgenics while dealing with guards rolled around in it.
Alex sighed and opened his passenger door; Liz followed suit and the two cautiously but as quickly as they could with the dried dirt hindering their movements climb up her ladder to her balcony. He went to the guestroom after grabbing some of his clothes and took a shower while Liz did the same in her bathroom. Soon they would have to face their friends and she was not looking forward to that.
Renfro rewound the tape and pushed play. She’s viewed the security tape ten times and each time her anger receded. X5-711 had been missing since the escape of 09’ along with the others but he seemed to have an exceptional ability to not be found. Not once had another X-series come across a trace of him or his older sister X5-931. After the great escape they disappeared off the face of the Earth, until a month ago.
711’s face was clearly seen in the footage, unfortunately it cut off before it caught his accomplice. Although if she were the betting type she’d put money on it being 931. The knock she had been waiting for finally came. “Enter.” Her voice cold and sharp.
X5-494 opened the door; he’s accompanied by two guards on either side of him. He stood at attention and waited for his orders. From what the guards told him last week, he’s going to be paired with the newbie and ex-escapee 452. Didn’t quite know how to feel about that, she’s easy on the eyes but she’d been on the outside for years, he had no clue what kind of diseases she may have.
“494, I have an assignment for you. It’s undercover, which you seem to excel at. Quite recently we managed to get a visual on X5-711. He is a high school student at West Roswell High in New Mexico. It is likely that his sister 931 will be there as well but that is not a guarantee. You are to go to Roswell, New Mexico and become a high school teacher there. This is a capture mission; we want him and if 931 is there, alive. You’re assignments name is Alexander Whitman.”