Roswell Fanatics

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
"Oh I'm so glad." I'm going to get married to my best friend! It's so... sweet and... oh I'm so glad that I know that I will actually get married now and...

"I need you to catch the next flight out. There's so much planning that needs to be done. I don't know what I'd do without you Liz."
He wants me to move there? But what about my work? What about everything... he just wants me to leave alll my stuff here? Oh who cares... I'm getting married when I never thought I would!

"I just knew you'd be happy. You are really going to love her too. She's the best thing that ever happened to me. I still can't believe it... I'm going to marry Isabel Evans."

Wh...what?

I slip off the bed and hit my head hard on the floor. I know there must have been a loud bang and Alex is probably concerned but I quickly snatch the phone up from the floor and quickly say, "Who's Isabel? Alex you.... you can't just marry someone when you didn't even tell me you were dating.... I mean have you thought it through..."

Oh my god... he wants me to come to his wedding. He's not going through with the back up plan because he's getting married.

No...no he can't... whoever this Isabel person is she cant be THAT special to him or he would have called me right?! So therefore he's just gonna break his own heart and so I have to... I have to stop this noncense... I'm meant to be marrying him! We were a good couple once! Who says we cant be that way again.

Bump!

*Alex*


I hear a loud thud and then not much of anything. What‘s going on? Is she ok? I chuckle a bit. I must have shocked her pretty bad. Before I can ask if she‘s ok her raspy voice comes over the phone in a bit of a panic. Now this I didn‘t see coming.

"Who's Isabel? Alex you.... you can't just marry someone when you didn't even tell me you were dating.... I mean have you thought it through..." I give a short laugh before responding. “Isabel is my fiancé and I love her.”

My tone grows serious. “I’m scared Lizzie.” I can hear breathing through the speaker but she says nothing. “I need you. If you can’t come and hold my hand I’ll never get through this.” Just incase she doesn’t understand the weight of the situation I add, “Please.”

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
“Isabel is my fiancé and I love her.”
A rush of emotion goes through me. I narrow my eyes, and clench my fists. How dare this Isabel... how dare Alex forget he promised to me first!

His tone becomes way more serious as he says, “I’m scared Lizzie.”
Why does time feel like its slowed. Why can't he see... we... he promised me... “I need you. If you can’t come and hold my hand I’ll never get through this.”

Good... if he doesn't get through it then... then we can be. But I can't just not go.... as much as he's saying that, he would still do it.... My eyes scour the room for some sort of sign... some way to stop the wedding yet still being there...an answer...
“Please.”

As the word reaches my ear - my eyes meet the telephone book. And I can't believe what I'm thinking. I break them up - and they won't even see it coming because....I'll have an escort.

In a much sneakier tone than before I say, "Ok...I'll be there... the next flight out.... I can... sort something out I guess..." I smile as I add. "But you owe me Alex.... and if I'm coming I want to spend some quality time with you before you turn into a married man."

I pick up the telephone book and as I flick through it to escorts I say down the phone, "I presume its ok to bring a date?"

My eyes quickly scan the escort page before me - and then I see an interesting advert for a guy who he says has rave reviews... wait.... isnt this the guy one of my semi-friends say is amazing? Hmm... I ring it in red pen, knowing what I was gonna do when I put down the phone.

~~~~~KYLE~~~~~
"No, no, don't worry. My evening hasn't been ruined, I'm fine your the one in so much pain here,"
I can't help but give her a painful smile.

"I'm not leaving till the doctor see's you, and besides I think Maria left during the commotion."
I can't help but feel glad that she's not planning on leaving me. I smile and shut my eyes for a moment before saying, "So tell me more about you...."

*Alex*

I pause of baited breath waiting for her to answer. Her approval means a lot to me. "Ok...I'll be there... the next flight out.... I can... sort something out I guess..." She agrees a tad reluctantly. "But you owe me Alex.... and if I'm coming I want to spend some quality time with you before you turn into a married man." I grin from ear to ear. It’s just like Liz to have a list of demands. I chuckle lightly into the phone. I wouldn’t have her any other way.

"I presume its ok to bring a date?" She questions light heartedly. “Of course.” I assure her. “Thanks Lizzie. This is really important to me. I need you there on the best day of my life.” I smile happily. Everything is coming together so perfectly. “Well, I’ve got to jet. So many plans to make so little time to do it in. Email me your flight information and I’ll pick you up at the airport.” I stop for a moment emotion overwhelming me.

“Again I really appreciate this. Goodnight.” With that I hang up and proceed to go find my lovely soon to be wife. “Isabel!”

~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
“Thanks Lizzie. This is really important to me. I need you there on the best day of my life.”
Oh no it won't be.... the best day will be when he marries me. I'll make sure of that.

“Well, I’ve got to jet. So many plans to make so little time to do it in. Email me your flight information and I’ll pick you up at the airport.”
"Bye Alex," I say as he hangs up. Immediately I start dialing the number. I look over to my laptop, wondering if I should say brb again to MoonDoggie....maybe I should. As I hear my hopefully soon escorts phone ring, I quickly type to him, "Sorry, brb..."

I bite my lip impatiently as I wait. Do escorts normally do this kinda thing? Will he be up for it? He'd better be... I HAVE to stop this wedding!!!

*Max*

Okay, she’s been gone for an awfully long time. Has she simply lost interest in me? I ponder that thought over for a moment before quickly dismissing it. No, we connected. I felt it. I refuse to believe that those feelings were entirely one sided. I wait rather impatiently for some sort of response. I am both relieved and annoyed when ‘Sorry brb’ pops up on the screen.

Well, she hasn’t forgotten me entirely. Perhaps she’s just got a major crisis going on. I come up with numerous scenarios of drama that could be keeping her from my titillating conversation when my phone rings. Hmmm. It’s a little late to be business. Still it is the home phone which is where I make all my transactions. I answer with that low throaty tone I know all women love to hear. “Hello.”

~~~~LIZ~~~~
“Hello.”
Wow...he's good. That voice... I have to admit if I wasn't in such a semi-paniced state about Alex, that might have made me very interested.
"Hi uh... my name is Liz and I uh... I wish to aqquire your services but uh... what I have in mind isn't...well I don't suspect you've ever had a request like mine before..."

I swallow as I realise how that sounded. "Um... you see... I wish for your services for a few weeks and I... I need a date... well actually I want to pretend your my boyfriend... I don't want... THAT but I need someone who's professional to help me so my best friend realises what a mistake he's making and then we can pretend to break up so he marries me instead."

I swallow as theres a long pause and I say quickly. "I will pay whatever you want... please I... I can't lose him.

*Max*

There is a brief pause before a very stressed out female voices comes over the line. "Hi uh... my name is Liz and I uh... I wish to acquire your services but uh... what I have in mind isn't...well I don't suspect you've ever had a request like mine before..." Wanna bet? I’ve had some pretty unique offers over the past couple of years. I’ve been the date to funerals, family reunions, class reunions, even a barmiest or two. What could she possibly ask for that I haven’t already done at least three times over.

"Um... you see... I wish for your services for a few weeks and I... I need a date... well actually I want to pretend your my boyfriend... I don't want... THAT but I need someone who's professional to help me so my best friend realizes what a mistake he's making and then we can pretend to break up so he marries me instead." Now I didn’t see that one coming. I try to keep the surprise out of my tone but for some reason my throat has gone dry.

What’s happening to me? Why does the voice on the phone make me want to agree to anything just to keep her from sounding so sad. "I will pay whatever you want... please I... I can't lose him. She sounds desperate. I can’t make her face this alone .”So let me get the straight. You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend so that you can sabotage your best friend’s wedding?” Sounds kooky even to me and look at my day job.