
Carolyn: i'm certainly hoping it's a good plan!

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Chapter: 31
“Order up Michael” Liz smiled as she placed the meatloaf special order on the wheel and headed to the milk shake machine to make an alien smoothie for the lone diner in the front booth.
“Hey Liz, isn’t that the new deputy?” Jeff Parker asked as he pushed the swinging door open with his shoulder and made his way through the back door with a load of napkins in his hands.
“That’s him dad…have anything back there to make him sick?” Liz asked, causing her father to laugh at her attempt at being funny.
“Liz, even if I did I couldn’t do that, he could shut us down.”
“Well then, do a good enough job on him so that he won’t be able to shut us down. Besides dad, if no one else got sick where’s the proof?” And Liz giggled…
“Liz, you scare me sometime.” Jeff said as he stocked the supplies behind the counter with napkins.
“Don’t let her fool you Mr. P, she’s got a mean streak a mile wide.” Maria clipped as she put an order up on the wheel for Miss Topolsky who was also in the dining room.
“Looks like Roswell’s entire FBI force is out there for dinner tonight…”Michael added as he picked up the order slip from the wheel.
“Yep, think we should introduce them…that way they won’t have to eat alone.” Liz suggested.
“Why don’t you leave well enough alone Liz Parker?” Maria asked with a grin…
“Nope, it’s just too good to pass up.” And with that she headed over to Miss Topolsky and picked up her coffee and looked the new “guidance counselor” in the face and said…
“Come with me Miss Topolsky, our two new residents shouldn’t have to eat alone.” And with that Liz placed the coffee cup on the other side of Deputy Fisher’s booth and said.
“Hi… Deputy Fisher I believe? Allow me to introduce you to west Roswell High’s new guidance counselor, Miss Topolsky. Miss Topolsky, meet Deputy Fisher. Since the two of you are new in town and don’t know anybody I don’t think you should have to eat alone. I’ll be back with your orders shortly; enjoy your meal and each other. I’m sure you can find SOMETHING to talk about.” And with that Liz turned on her heel and headed to the pickup window for another table’s order.
“You are bad girlfriend.” Maria crowded her way into the window with Liz as they both smiled at Michael who just stood there shaking his head, a toothpick hanging loose from the left side of his mouth.
“Hey, why should they have to eat alone and then get together later to talk, saves time, trouble and aggravation…do it right here and now and get it over with; works for me.” Liz was on a roll as she nonchalantly threw her hands in the air while the others watched and were actually getting a kick out of it.
About that time Max and Kyle came in through the front door to take their half hour lunch break, well at least Max’s break, although Max did put Kyle to work re-stuffing the innerds of an alien mannequin for him and Jeff watched as Liz got this twinkle in her eye and Maria just rolled hers, she knew the girl was up to something.
“Max, sweetie, what a nice surprise…” She yelled across the dining room as she made her way over to him and Max stood there in shock…’what the hell’?
Liz all but scared the poor boy senseless as she wrapped her arms around his neck, stood up on her tiptoes and planted a great big kiss on his lips. For a second, and just a second it was, before it took Max to get into that great big juicy kiss Liz was planting on him and he about lost his equilibrium but he caught on quickly. His first real kiss and WOW!@#$!
Maria and Jeff stood there laughing while Michael, Kyle and the two FBI agents looked on in shock…Max just seemed to be getting into this nice surprise more and more as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and pulled her in closer to him with the other arm… and suddenly Liz was right there with him and ‘OH.MY.GOD’. The stars were flashing royal for our young girl as Max opened their connection wider and wider and really got into it.
Finally, when they broke away the place was in a frenzy. Patrons were clapping all over the place and a happy Liz took a bow as she led a very confused, very happy Max to the back booth. Two FBI agents sat and watched in wonder. Whatever the hell these two had going for them they surely weren’t embarrassed to share it.
“Liz, what the hell’s wrong with you?” Kyle whispered in shock.
“Not a thing Kyle…those FBI agents are in booth one…DON’T look!” and she hit his shoulder. “Anyway they came in separately and I ‘introduced’ them to each other, stuck them together and now I’m giving them something to talk about. Nice touch… don’t you think?” And Liz winked at Kyle and then looked at Max…he was still a little stunned as he smiled up at her sort of in a stupor for lack of a better term, but what a stupor it was!
“Great touch Liz, we have to say goodbye to each other too. Right?” Max grinned…
Liz took out her order pad and wrote as she spoke aloud…
“Dessert: one kiss, ‘check’, good bye, one kiss, ‘check’…
“and one now for an appetizer” she leaned over into the booth, giving the people behind her quite a show in that uniform, and planted one smack on Max’s lips and said: “check!”
“And now what would you like to eat Max?”
Max almost said “you” but cleaned up his act slightly and ordered some fries and a cherry coke as he sat there in semi shock with a stupid grin on his face and Kyle just sat and shook his head.
Jeff Parker was watching the two agents as his daughter acted out her little scene for them and they seemed like the cat had both their tongues as they sat and watched the show…only problem was, for Jeff anyway, Liz was really enjoying her performance tremendously.
“Hmmmm, that didn’t look like an act to me.” Michael said through the window.
Maria grinned at her new friend… “Well, I don’t think it ended in an act Michael. I think we just witnessed the start of something really big here.” And then they both laughed. Yes, the start of something really big…little did they know!
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“Deputy Fisher, did your “source” have anything to say about that?”
Dan Pierce watched the teenagers interacting with each other and shook his head…
“Not a word. It seems like they know each other pretty well there doesn’t it? Hardly looks like a kid that keeps secrets, he’s pretty straight forward when it comes to that girl” Dan remarked to his fellow agent.
“It certainly seems so and the rest of the kids in their group don’t seem too surprised at their actions either…they’re all pretty resigned to the fact that those two seem to be an item.”
Dan Pierce looked on, thinking out loud…
“It could be an act.”
“Well, that’s some act there don’t you think? No one’s surprised by this act so I would say that it must be an ongoing play; what do you say?”
“Hmmmm, you could be right. We’ll find out where it all leads eventually. I’m sure you’ll be able to find out something from the kids at school.”
“Well, I’ll check the gossip ring but that’s going to be a little dangerous asking things like that right off the bat. Give me time to plant myself before I go weeding out the “love life” of W. Roswell’s star students.”
“Okay, but don’t take too long. I want out of this hayseed town as fast as I can get out.”
“It’s not that bad…come on, lighten up.” Kathleen urged. She sort of liked the quiet for a change.
“Not my cup of tea Miss Topolsky.”
“Hmmmm, too bad.” And about that time Liz showed up with their meals and they suddenly grew quiet.
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Back in the office of a very amiable, very intelligent, General the conversation was anything but light and full of fun.
“Director, it has been brought to my attention that you have a rogue agent out there using the government to oversee something personal. It has been an awfully lot of years since that crash in 1947 and we are not going to find any more information than we already have on the item stored in that silo. It has been years since we heard anything from the escaped alien, who is most likely dead from the experiments you put the poor creature through. So can you tell me why the government is wasting money and man power investigating a dead subject?” The director of the FBI was shocked that anyone knew of this ongoing search for truth.
“Eddie, what in the hell are you talking about?”
“Director, let me tell you a little secret. This ‘secret section’ you’ve got that you think nobody knows about isn’t such a secret.
“And when the Sheriff of a small town in Roswell, New Mexico gets a new Deputy that he hasn’t requested, nor has no need for… don’t you think this man will start to ask questions? Not only that, two more agents registered into a local motel and the high school suddenly got a new guidance counselor.
“Director, sometimes I think these people know more about us than we hope to ever know about them. And this agent of yours, Agent Dan Pierce, Jr., is investigating teenagers for God’s sake. Teenagers who are in high school no less and have been going to school all of their young lives; just how old do you think these youngsters are? MAYBE 60?
“This whole thing is ludicrous and I’m telling you right now if this becomes public it’s going to be very embarrassing to our entire government as a whole.
“Let’s get real here and do what we’re hired to do, protect these people and investigate dangerous people not high school students. You need to get rid of this man.”
The General was on a roll and the Director of the FBI was in shock. No one had been overseeing Pierce for a very long time and it was brought to his attention many years ago that the man was becoming obsessed beyond sanity with the unanswered alien questions.
It was a well-known fact that no one actually tried to communicate with these beings, no one actually tried to find out what they wanted they only wanted to find out what made them tick and the entire experiment program had been the act of a mad man, one Dan Pierce, Sr. who had been killed by one of the aliens they were experimenting on. Yes, the director decided to find out more about what Pierce was up to and to see about getting rid of the special unit and using the regular FBI network to investigate all questions regarding the safety of the nation instead of having secret “societies” out there. If the general public found out about this and the press started investigating it could mean a lot of jobs.
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The adults in the know all met up at the Harding’s that evening as Cal had suggested and when the kids closed up the Crash they met up with Kyle and Max and all drove over to join the rest of the group for a catch up before school tomorrow.
When they arrived everyone there was waiting to hear about the scene in the Crashdown between Max and Liz and Jeff Parker just stood there laughing at the two main characters of the play. Max’s ears were turning beet red and Liz was laughing along with everyone else.
“Well, I’ll bet they have some questions to add to their file now.” Liz giggled out loud and then she grabbed Max’s hand and smiled.
“Come on Max, I’m not that bad of a kisser am I?” And Max blushed more as he answered,
“Not bad at all Liz.” And the place was in hysterics…Max wasn’t laughing.
And soon everyone was settled down and listening to Cal bring them up to date on the actions of the FBI and then waited for input from all others. Then Cal looked at Max and Isabel,
“Okay guys, I can understand why you’ve never shared your ‘heritage’ with your parents but I think it’s time you do, don’t you. They are in danger too and as far as I can see no one that you have shared this with has recoiled, so let’s bring them in. Alex, that includes your father. I’ve spoken with a friend of mine in the military today and I think your dad will be of great help in this situation.”
“Yeah, that sounds great to me; I know we can trust him.” Alex replied and Max and Isabel just sat there quietly. They still weren’t sure about all of this “sharing” that Cal wanted.
Cal smiled at his charges,
“Trust me…if they aren’t in tune with it all we’ll wipe the memory from them.”
“I don’t want you messing with their minds.” Max answered…Isabel nodded.
“Maxwell, they’re going to be fine with it. Look at everyone else…they don’t mind.”
“Max, you don’t seem to understand, you aren’t any different than any of the rest of us. Yeah you can do things we can’t but would you feel this way if you were from, say, Peru?” Liz asked, then she continued….
“Max, there’s no difference; Peru or Antar so what? We’re still the same as we always were.”
Max looked at Isabel and she still looked skeptical but nodded her assent.
“Fine, tomorrow we’ll all meet again. How many of you kids have to work tomorrow night?” Cal asked.
The same four raised their hands that had worked today and Jeff said the three Crash employees could get off at 8:00 and he would talk to Milton about closing the UFO center early because there’s not that much to do on a week-day in Roswell anyway. They all nodded…8:30 tomorrow night at the Harding’s, Jim would invite the Evanses since it wouldn’t be any problem visiting Philip in his office; people were used to seeing the sheriff visit attorneys in the area.
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