Roswell Fanatics

*Tess*

I look from Maria to Michael and back again. "Maria can't feel her and neither can I." I tell him and then I turn to Maria. "That's Michael." I tell her.

*Maria*

"Can you two feel Liz's aura or anything?"he questions "I know my way around the place, so I can find her." he states confidently.

Wow, Alex definetly needs to hook me up with him. He's gorgeous and commanding. Just my type.

"I'm an Empath so I can normally feel her presence, but I'm a little off right now. Must be the wounds." I try to joke.

Michael

Finally walking over, I get over my original anger and instead get worried. "How hurt are you?" The concern in my voice even seems off to me, but for some reason I feel protective.

*Maria*

"Michael huh?" I size him up happily. Does matter how hurt I am I always appreciate fine looking gentlemen.

"So what are you? I know you are not human because your energy is viberating to fast."

I really concentrate using my focus to zone in on his field.

"Whoa.. you are a confusing one. Good and Bad? I didn't know that was possible." I gasp.

Michael

"Michael huh?" Maria asks, sizing me up, and the realization as to what is wrong with her finally sets in.

"He screwed with your memories," I mutter darkly to myself, before walking up to her. Placing a hand on her head, I try to figure out how serious the damage is.

*Maria*

Concern etches across his face. He erases the space between us.

"How hurt are you?" I can't help but notice that he acts like he knows me, but thats not possible. I have never seen him in my life.

I show thim the gash in my side. "Well this doesn't feel good, but I'll live."

Michael

I eye the wound on her side, and wish for a brief second that I had healing powers. What really worries me though is that I can't feel for damage in her mind. "Do you have any idea who I am?" I ask, praying she'll remember something.

*Maria*

"Do you have any idea who I am?" He questions his brow narrowed worriedly.

"Um... A hottie with hair that defies every law of gravity I've ever studied?" I try.

Okay so it was worth a shot. I look over at Alex who is studying his shoes intently.

"What.. What's wrong with me?" I ask almost afraid of the answer.

*Tess*

I look at Maria and back at Michael. "Can you fix it or tell me what I can do to fix it?" I ask

Michael

"Um... A hottie with hair that defies every law of gravity I've ever studied?" She says, and I can't help but think of how cute she looks confused, before returning to the topic at hand.

"What.. What's wrong with me?" She asks, and I take her hand in mine before answering. "

"You're suffering from temporary memory loss, well, of certain things." I add, noticing she still knows who Alex is.