Title: To tame a Rebel.
Rating: Adult.
Couple: M&M, AU, ALL
Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell belong to the Powers That Be. They are not mine and no infringement is intended.
Summary: Maria has lived in LA all her life, until her parents decide it’s time to move to Rowell for the best of the family.
AN: I suck at titles and summaries!!! Anyway, this is another of the fic’s recently found in my attic. Its completely different to my other ones, they are all angsty and dark and sometimes depressing so I guess I wrote this to lighten my moo d or something. Its kinda long and I’m again having trouble dividing the chapters without losing the story,so some chapters will be long and others kinda short. Just please stick with it as I love this fic. I remember having a lot of fun writing it. Enjoy and please leave feedback as it makes me happy!! I's actually kinda nervous about this one!!
Chapter 1.
‘Roswell, New Mexico!’ A shrill voice cried. ‘Why the hell Roswell, New Mexico?’
‘Maria,’ Amy said, exasperated.
‘No Mom. I’m not moving to nowheresville. Not in this lifetime or the next!’
‘Maria,’ Jim tried, gently. ‘We need to get this family back on track. I’m taking the job in Roswell. For you and Kyle. To get you both out of the city.’
Maria huffed. ‘There’s nothing wrong with this city. Millions love this city.’
‘The city is not the problem and you know it, Maria,’ Amy interjected.
Maria had the grace to look at the floor. She then glanced over to her brother. ‘You’re going along with this?’
Kyle shrugged his shoulders. ‘Like I have a choice,’ he said with irritation.
Maria instantly felt bad. It was because of her that Kyle was too being dragged to the back waters of America. She looked at her mother. ‘Please mom, I’ll…….’
‘Don’t even go there Maria. We’ve had enough of the ‘I’ll change’ speech. It’s done. We’ve sold the house and bought one in Roswell. Jim and Kyle will go in 2 weeks to organize things while we stay for you to finish your community service.’
Maria’s shoulder’s hung, there was no use fighting now. ‘Can I keep my car?’ she asked, pouting slightly.
‘Of course,’ Jim smiled.
‘And the Harley?’ Maria beamed at him.
Amy and Jim looked at each other. ‘First sign of trouble and it goes.’
Maria’s eyes sparkled and she did a little happy dance. ‘Thanks Mom.’
‘I mean it Maria,’ Maria said, sternly, ‘first….’
‘Yeah, yeah, first toe out of line and the Harley gets it.’ Maria hugged her mother, and then danced out of the room.
Jim turned to Kyle. ‘You too son, I don’t want you or Maria in any trouble in Roswell. No more experimenting with whatever you and Maria have gotten into in the past. No more drugs, no more partying and drinking like it’s going out of style. I’m not just some cop now.’
‘Yeah Dad, I know, there’s a new sheriff in town. Do you really think you can keep Maria out of trouble by taking her to a small town? That girl could find herself in a shitload of trouble in a nunnery. ’ He left the room too.
Amy looked at Jim. ‘We’re doing the right thing, right?’ she asked him.
‘Amy, what could they possibly get up to in Roswell, New Mexico?’
Amy laughed, and then her face became serious. ‘Do you think we should warn the National Guard?’
Two weeks later, Jim and Kyle followed a removal truck to their new residence. Half the house had been packed and was moving with them, Amy and Maria would follow in two weeks with the rest of the furniture they would be bringing.
Getting out of the car, Jim asked Kyle, ‘so what do you think, son?’ pointing to their new house. It was a large 3 bedroomed house.
‘Not as big as the one in LA,’ was all that Kyle could say.
‘Yeah, but son, that was Amy’s. We wanted something that was ours,’ Jim said, walking up the drive.
‘Dad, the money you got from the sale of that house could have bought 10 of these houses,’ Kyle said, entering a nice size foyer.
‘That’s Amy’s money. This,’ he indicated to the house, ‘is what Amy and I could afford.’
‘But……,’ Kyle tried
‘Kyle. It’s a nice size house. You and Maria both have your own space. There’s a den in the basement for
you to hang with your friends. I get a study and there’s a pool and an outdoor kitchen area, great for B-B-Q’s.
Kyle looked out though the glass doors that led to a patio and a pool in the backyard. ‘Not as big as the pool in LA.’
‘Kyle, this house is bigger than the one we lived in before Amy. Don’t be a snob!’
‘But Dad….’
‘Kyle,’ Jim said, gently. ‘Look, Amy didn’t want me to say anything to you but some of the money from the sale of the house she has put aside for you. A college fund. She wants you to have the same experiences as Maria.’
‘Really,’ Kyle looked shocked.
‘Well not ALL the same experiences. I don’t think she wants to bail you out of any local police stations any time soon.’
Kyle laughed. ‘I can’t believe Amy would do that for me.’
Jim smiled at him. ‘Son, you should have seen her. I don’t think I’ve seen her that giddy. She was so excited opening an account called ‘Kyle’s College Fund’. She never had that for Maria.’
‘Yeah,’ huffed Kyle. ‘like she needs to worry about a college fund. Isn’t there like 4 universities with a Deluca Hall, house or wing.’
Jim laughed at his son. ‘Yeah something like that. Anyway we decided not to get a big house. In a couple of years you and Maria will be off to college and we don’t want to get lost in a museum like the house in LA.’
Kyle nodded his head in acceptance.
Jim turned to the movers to start directing placement of furniture.
‘I don’t know why you’re bothering,’ Kyle said, ‘Amy or Maria will only move it all again when they get here.’
Jim agreed. ‘Why don’t you go and chose which room you want.’ After a thought he added. ‘Though, I’d be mindful of Hurricane Deluca in my choice.’
Kyle laughed and headed for the stairs. A few minutes later Jim looked to the stairs as his son’s voice called.
‘Dad!’
‘Yep,’ Jim huffed.
‘Ria’s gonna flip when she finds out she has to share a bathroom with me.’
‘Don’t I know it,’ Jim muttered.
Kyle settle well those first two weeks, he made friends at school and even made it onto the school’s football team. His friends became regulars at the Valenti house, while Jim got to know his new station.
Max Evan was a guy who played on the football team and was well thought of in school, an honor student and well liked with teachers and pupils alike. His one fault being he was a bit of a ladies man, never staying with a girl for more than 2 weeks. He said he’d just never found the ‘one’ yet and until he did he was gonna have fun.
Michael Guerin also played on the football team but had a typical bad boy reputation. He was a foster kid and in the care of Ed and Shelia Harding. He didn’t like school and barely kept his grades inline to play football. He was the object of many a fellow student fantasy, but like Max tended to ‘use ‘em and lose ‘em’.
These had become fast friends with Kyle and through them Kyle had also met, Isabel Evans, Max’s twin sister self-proclaimed Ice Princess of West Roswell High, and Tess Harding, a cheerleader, Michael’s foster sister. There was also Alex who lived over the road. He moved in a different circle in school, but Kyle still thought he was cool and they talked regularly.
So after two weeks of relative harmony, the peace was shattered by Hurricane Deluca.
Kyle had been snoozing on a couch in the living room waiting for the rest of the family to arrive, when he heard a demanding voice.
‘You scratch it, pally and you’ll be paying for it.’
He jumped up and ran to the door, pulling to open to the glorious sight of his small, delicate sister, ripping into two burly removal men emerging from the back of a truck.
He laughed until he saw them cautiously bring her precious Harley from the back of the truck.
‘She means it you know,’ he added, walking down the drive to them, ‘though she’ll probably want payment in blood not cash.’
Maria smiled at the sight of her step brother, ‘Hey Buddha Boy. You miss me?’
‘Yeah, like a hole in the head, Jailbait,’ he answered, pulling her into a hug and earning a look from the men.
‘Kyle,’ Amy chastised, coming round the side of the truck, ‘please don’t call your sister Jailbait.’
Kyle ignored Amy; he only did it to annoy them. ‘Long drive?’ he asked, walking Maria toward the house,
with a thankful look from the removal men.
‘The worst!’ Maria sighed, over exaggerating. ‘Where’s Jacob? Is he ok?’
Kyle opened the door for Maria to be greeted by a small white Jack Russell terrier, eagerly wagging his tail. ‘Hey Jacob,’ she cooed, ‘did you have a good time with the pet carriers? Did they treat you ok?’
Jacob gave her a sloppy lick, and then wandered back to his bed by the glass doors that led out onto the patio.
‘Guess he’s tired,’ she said. Looking around the room she said, ‘It’s not too bad I suppose. As prisons go.’ She turned back to Kyle, ‘So what’s Roswell like?’
‘Small.’ Kyle laughed at Maria’s mock shocked expression. ‘I would never have guessed.’
Amy breezed into the house, ‘Oh I love it, simply love it.’ As she passed Kyle she pinched his cheek. ‘We’re gonna be so happy here.’ And off she went exploring her new home.
‘Come on, Ria. I’ll show you your room.’ Maria followed Kyle upstairs and down the hall to her bedroom. Maria turned in a circle in her room. ‘It could be worse I suppose.’
Kyle left her and went to help Amy direct the removal men.
‘Kyle!’ Maria’s voiced screamed back at him. ‘Get your shit out of my bathroom.’
Oh, now the fun was really starting.
‘I refuse, I absolutely refuse to share a bathroom with him,’ Maria repeated over dinner that night, jabbing her knife in Kyle’s direction. ‘Jim, you could have found a house with more than 2 bathrooms.’
‘There’s a half bath, I’ll use that,’ Kyle said, hopefully.
‘No, you’ll use the one upstairs,’ Amy said.
‘Mom,’ Maria shrieked.
‘Maria, not everything can go your way,’ Amy rebuked.
‘Don’t I know it,’ Maria grumbled.
‘Look,’ Jim said quietly, ‘there’s plenty of room on the landing, why don’t I look into converting the space into a bathroom for Kyle. It won’t be big but that way Maria can keep the jack and Jill bathroom for herself.’
‘Great, that a brilliant idea,’ Maria said happily.
‘Jim,’ Amy said, not wanting to give into her daughter.
‘Amy, Maria’s right. I should have made sure she had her own bathroom. She’s always had her own bathroom and young ladies shouldn’t have to share with their brothers.’ Jim smiled at Maria and she graced him with her best dazzling smile.
‘Thanks, Dad,’ she said, knowing that Jim liked it when she called him dad.
‘Only if the plans work out,’ Amy relented.
Kyle was just happy he didn’t have to see any of Maria’s more personal items because that was just plain wrong.
Maria spent the rest of the evening organizing, then re-organizing her room, until she had it the way she wanted it. She placed her desk under the wide window so she could look out whilst working and get the full benefit of the light. In one corner she placed her keyboard and guitar and in another; her art materials. Then she took Jacob for a walk.
It was early dusk as Maria walked down the sidewalk with Jacob. She walked to the end of the road, then turned left, then again to the end of the road and turned left again. She didn’t want to go too far as she had no idea of the area and she didn’t feel like getting lost. Instead of venturing any further, she decided to retrace her steps and head back.
She was just outside her house, waiting for Jacob to finishing marking his territory, when a car pulled into the drive opposite. A tall, lanky, brown hair guy climbed out and looked over at her.
‘Evening,’ he called to her.
‘Hi,’ she returned his call.
‘You know the Valenti’s?’ he asked her, walking over the road.
‘Yeah, you could say that,’ she smiled at him, ‘I’m Maria Deluca.’
‘Hi,’ he said, ‘Alex Whitman.’ He nodded back to the house where he had parked his car. ‘I live over there.’ He looked at Maria house. ‘I thought it was Valenti?’
‘My mom married Jim Valenti but I’m still a Deluca,’ she explained.
Alex nodded his head in understanding. ‘So how come you didn’t arrive with Kyle and the Sheriff?’
‘Had some loose ends to tie up in LA first,’ she clarified.
‘Oh. So you start school on Monday?’ he asked.
‘Uh huh.’ She nodded.
‘Senior?’ he probed.
Maria laughed. ‘Junior.’
Alex raised his eyebrows, ‘Really.’
Maria just smiled at him.
‘Well I’m a junior too so maybe we’ll have a few classes together.’ Alex said.
‘Yeah, then I won’t feel like a leper. At least I’d know someone.’ Maria smiled.
Jacob pulled on his leash, heading toward the house. ‘Well I guess he’s done. I’ll see you at school Alex.’
‘You definitely will,’ he said, as he watched her walk up the drive. ‘Hey,’ he called out to her before she
entered, ‘do you think your brother will let me ride his Harley?’
Maria laughed at him; he’d obviously seen her baby. ‘It’s not his, but if you play your cards right, I might let you ride MY Harley.’ She winked at him and disappeared into the house.
‘Wow!’ was all that Alex could say.
The next day saw Maria driving around town, trying to orientate herself. She had plenty of looks from the locals. Obviously new residents caused quite a stir in this small town, she thought. Not thinking it had anything to do with the fact that a gorgeous young woman was driving around in a top of the range Mercedes convertible. These things happened all the time in LA, although even there she had caused quite a commotion. She noted a good park to take Jacob for his walk not too far from her home, and also noted that the main drag only consisted of two streets. Where was she supposed to buy her clothes? She only hoped there was a decent Mall nearby. She also saw that there appeared to be only one club. Thankfully, she noted that it admitted under 21’s though wouldn’t serve them alcohol. Not that it matter to her, she had her trusty fake I.D., considering it though, she thought not to use it in Roswell. It was a small town. People probably knew each other’s business which meant they would know she was the sheriff’s step-daughter and therefore under age. She hit the steering wheel with the heel of her hand in disgust. On the bright said she could still go there to dance, if they played the right music of course, and if they didn’t,
she would just have to educate them.
She found herself pulling in front of a café. Looking it over, she laughed, CrashDown Café. I wonder where all the aliens are? she thought. Climbing out of her car, she walked over to the door, locking the car with a flick of her wrist.
‘Nice wheels!’
She turned to the voice and there, leaning against the wall was a vision. She thought she actually swooned, then mentally slapped herself, Geez Deluca, get a grip, she thought. It had obviously been too long!
He was wearing a silly bandana on his head, a grey t-shirt with a green alien head on the left side with the words, CrashDown Café, underneath it. Dark jeans and doc martins finished the look and Maria couldn’t stop her eyes from raking over him. She watched as he brought a cigarette to his lips and groaned.
He smirked at her and she realised she’s been ogling and hadn’t answered his comment.
‘Thanks,’ she said, surprised at the dryness of her voice. Men did not usually affect her this way. They were just toys. Unconsciously she licked her lips as she watched him also rake his eyes over her body and silently thanked the gods that she had worn her favorite denim shorts and a form hugging vest top. She noted the approval in his eyes.
‘So,’ he said, his voice deep and sensual, ‘you gonna take me for a ride?’
Again she gazed into his eyes, totally getting the innuendo. She sauntered over to him, standing as close as possible without actually touching him. Tentatively she brushed her fingers against his arm, trailing them down to his hand. Taking his cigarette, she inhaled deeply, enjoying the familiar sensation as the smoke filled her. Turning her head slightly, she blew the smoke away from them, her eyes never leaving his golden hazel ones. She dropped the cigarette to floor, stubbing it out with her toe, then leaned closer, placing her hand on his chest and her lips to his ear. ‘In your dreams, Spaceboy,’ she whispered. Then she smirked at him, turned and entered the café.
Once inside Maria laughed at the alien décor and accepted a stool at the counter.
‘Welcome to the CrashDown,’ a voice sounded, ‘can I get you something to drink?’
Maria smiled at the petite brown haired girl behind the counter. ‘Sure, I’ll have a plain coffee please.’
‘Ok,’ the girl smiled back and handed Maria a menu. ‘I’m Liz and I’ll be right back with your coffee.’
Maria looked down at the menu and grinned. All that grease! Now she knew where to come when she was fed up with the health food that her mother poured down her throat.
Liz reappeared with her coffee. ‘So can I get you anything else?’
‘Yeah, can I get a toasted bagel with cream cheese please?’ Maria smiled at her
‘Sure,’ Liz smiled back then made to move off.
‘Actually,’ Maria stopped her, ‘I don’t suppose you have any peanut butter?’ she asked hopefully.
Liz’s eyebrows crossed, quizzically. ‘I think I could probably find you some. You want that instead of the cream cheese?’
Maria smiled, shyly. ‘Ah, no. Could I just have some on the side please?’
Liz laughed, ‘Really?’
‘Yeah, I know, it’s strange,’ Maria’s hands flew as she talked. ‘My mom dragged me to like 4 different drug stores for pregnancy tests when I first asked her for it.’
Liz laughed, ‘I bet. I’ll see what I can find.’ Then she was off.
Maria felt a pair of eyes boring into her as she turned and saw the god from outside, standing in the kitchen, looking at her through the serving hatch. She winked at him and turned back to observe the café more. She saw a bunch of kids her age in one booth, all wearing letterman jackets, but turned away when they started nudging and winking at each other and pointed at her. Didn’t they know it was rude to point? She rolled her eyes and was grateful when Liz returned with her bagel, with a nice big dollop of peanut butter on the side.
‘We didn’t have any so I grabbed some from upstairs,’ Liz said.
‘Upstairs?’ Maria asked.
‘Oh, my parents own the café. We live in the apartment upstairs.’ Liz provided.
Maria smiled brightly at Liz, ‘Thanks Liz, you’re a Goddess.’ She swept a finger into the mound and popped it into her mouth, moaning in ecstasy.
This caused a burst of noise from the booth with the jocks who had been watching her. Liz giggled. ‘You must get that a lot?’
Maria just rolled her eyes. ‘I can’t help it. I just adore peanut butter.’ She did flick her eyes to the kitchen to see her mystery man readjust his trousers, to which she gave her own giggle.
‘So,’ Maria started, ‘you need help?’
‘Excuse me?’ Liz said a puzzled look on her face.
Maria waved her hand to a sign by the door that said, ‘Help Wanted’, as she started to spread the cream cheese on her bagel.
‘Oh yeah, one of our waitress just quit,’ Liz said, cleaning a machine on the counter.
‘So, what’s the pay like?’ Maria asked, taking a bite of her bagel.
‘Lousy,’ Liz answered, honestly.
‘And the hours?’
‘Worse.’
Maria laughed.
‘So you’re new in town. You go to the local college?’
‘No, just high school.’ Maria said, sipping her coffee.
‘Really,’ Liz said, surprised.
‘Yeah, why does nobody believe me? Maria said, exasperated.
Liz pointedly looked at Maria with a raised eyebrow, ‘Seriously!’
Maria laughed again.
‘So, which high school?’ Liz asked, wiping the counter.
‘Which one do they got to?’ Maria asked, tipping her head to indicate the jocks.
‘Goddard High School,’ Liz said.
‘Thank God! I’ll be starting West Roswell High tomorrow. Class of ’02.’ Maria finished off her bagel.
‘Really?’ Liz said again.
‘Eh Liz, have you ever heard of a thesaurus,’ Maria asked.
Liz laughed again. ‘I go to West Roswell High. I’m a junior too.’
‘Great,’ Maria beamed, ‘I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Liz.’
‘I’d like that… hmmm..’ Liz realized she didn’t know her name.
‘Maria.’ Maria provided. She finished her bagel and drained her coffee cup. She pulled $10 from her back pocket and placed it on her empty plate. ‘So hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow.’
‘Yeah.’ Liz watched as Maria swung the stool around and hopped down.
‘Hey Maria,’ Liz called. Maria turned back. ‘So you want the job?’
‘Let me think about it, ok.’ She said.
‘Ok,’ Liz smiled.
Maria walked to the door but before she pushed out she looked back over her shoulder to see Mystery Man staring at her again. She blew him a kiss, then left.
and I absolutely love Kyle he is such a great character to write. I think my Maria is awesome too but I’m biased I guess and I think we all know there’s gonna be some problems along the way. It is M&M after all. 
oh right cos it says so in the title.