Roswell Fanatics

~*~Sarah~*~

"She’s beautiful Max. She has your eyes", Adayla respond to my father. She doesn’t even respond to me, oh well I guess I wasn't expecting too much. “And I cannot wait to meet your love and your son.” she said to him, was she referring to my mom and my brother? I never heard anyone use that phrase before.

"They're on their way now. I’m looking forward to getting to know you again and introducing you to them.........However, I will appreciate it if you would treat both my daughters and the rest of my family with the respect they deserve. I'm certain they will then be glad to show you the same." I smile at my father words; he was never the type to hold this tongue. I guess I get some of my personality from him, you know speak my mind and don't hold anything back.

I stood near my father not really smiling or saying much *dad.....this is just too weird. so much has happened in just 2 days, and this day seem to be getting longer by the minute. I wish I can go home.*

Its kind of weird how Xan and I switch place in our personalities, on earth I am the one that go out have fun and never hind in my room, and Xan hide in his room and doesn’t go out at all.

But now on Antar are roles are switch, I am the one is hiding in my room, and hardly go out and kind of got shy, well Xan go out, is not shy anymore and is having fun.

What happened to me? How can a simple planet change me just in two days?

I sigh. And look at Xada "Are you ok?" I asked.

OOC: hope this works, sorry for the delay, had a bit of a busy day yesterday and ran out of time to post

~Liz~

Alex seems to think for a moment, before agreeing, telling me he just has to tell Justin he's going. I nod, waiting in the corridor for him. I drape the wrap which goes with my dress around my shoulders, feeling a little chilly now, and do a bit of adjusting of my own, widening it further so that it provides a little more warmth.

As Alex then comes back out to join me, I smile as he puts his arm around my shoulders and I slip my own around his waist as we headed back down the corridor on our way to join Max and the girls.

"Okay, now fill me in..."

I look over at him and nod, taking a deep breath, trying to work out how to start. "Alright... Your father went to check on Xada, to see that she was okay... Thing was, that when he got there, he found that she wasn't alone... Sarah was there, but that wasn't who surprised him..." I pause a moment, picturing the image from that day in the cave so many years ago. I wonder what she really looks like...she did say that she 'took that form because it would be familiar to Max and the others'... "Xan...it was your father's mother - your grandmother..." I tell him gently.

He knows his grandparents on earth of course, both sets who adore he and Sarah alike, but we've always said that we thought that Max's real parents were dead... Which is of course the truth...we never thought it was possible...he had been on earth so long, and with the war... "We always thought that she was dead...that she had likely died in the same war which had killed her husband and made Zan King... Apparently though, we were wrong...she's alive, and well, and talking to your father right now... He wants to introduce us..."

I take a deep breath, trying to assure myself that it's going to be fine, but I can't help thinking about the fact that the message said that Zan and Ava had been sent together... It never specified that they were supposed to be together again, but it seemed pretty clear... Chewing my lip, I pull my wrap closer, and stop for a moment. *What if she doesn't like me Max...what if she doesn't think I'm good enough for you...?* I ask as long buried insecurities begin to surface.

~Xadalyn~

“....However, I will appreciate it if you would treat both my daughters and the rest of my family with the respect they deserve. I'm certain they will then be glad to show you the same." He says to her and I want to give her a smug look but I can’t bring myself to do it. The way Adayla is clinging helplessly to his arm and the tears in her eyes from having her son restored to her. I knew she had loved her children, and all the sacrifices she had made for them were evidence of that.

The fact was that although my and Adayla usually argued I really didn’t know her, except for what I had read about her. And I knew her and my mother didn’t get along, so I suppose in my mind feeling anything but contempt for the woman would be a betrayal to the my mother.

The fact she had never acknowledged me as her granddaughter didn’t really even hurt, because all I had known of her as a child was through my mother and how they acted around each other. Of course I could have easily proven I was my father’s daughter to her at anytime, she wanted to form a connection with me to find out on several occasions, but I would never let her in.

"Are you ok?" Sarah asks me and for a moment I am touched by the question and simply nod my head as Adayla tells my father pretty much what I was just thinking.

“I’m so sorry Xa…Max, I could never form any kind of connection with her and Tess told me so many lies I didn’t know what to believe.” She tells him her eyes silently pleading with him in a way I‘ve never seen.

Then all of the sudden someone burst through the door, making the whole situation much worse. “Xada….oh I wasn’t aware you had company, my deepest apologies.” Daimeon says looking surprised, out of breath, and his appearance a bit disheveled. He then notices Adayla and says with a nod of respect, “Your Highness.” He then notices Max and thinks for a moment before nodding and finally saying. “Your Higness.” Though the sincerity in his eyes was missing. Then he notices Sarah and showing the same respect he showed Adayla says “Princess,… I must borrow her Royal Majesty for just a second.” He says taking my arm and leading me further in my private Quarters. So the others won’t overhear our conversation.

“Daimeon what in the Goddess’s name do you…” I start to say but he cuts me off. “My Father sent me to get you at once; the Council has decided to hold a meeting without you.”

“Do we know what this secret meeting is about?” I say getting annoyed but not showing it. Daimeon just shakes his head. “I don’t know, Father sent me to get you as soon as he found out about it.”

That’s it, this is too much, my Father’s back, I just found out my mother lied to me all these years about him and about my brother and now my own advisors are holding secret meetings behind my back. Enough is enough.

Daimeon shivers before saying, “Xada, don’t do something you will regret.” I know I am looking at him like he’s crazy because I was careful to keep my face completely neutral, in an effort to keep my anger from being noticeable, just as I was taught. Daimeon fills in the blanks when he says. “You make the temperature drop when you get angry. You’ve never noticed how cold it gets when you get mad?”

I don’t answer him instead I change my blue gown into a traditional black gown, the kind a queen wears when she’s addressing her advisors and I turn the way we came, with Daimeon trailing on my heels.

When we reach the sitting room I put on my best smile before addressing my father. “There is a small matter I must attend to, I will give you some time with Adayla, and I will be back in a little while.”

OOC: A secret meeting? Interesting . . .

Alexander

"Your father went to check on Xada, to see that she was okay... Thing was, that when he got there, he found that she wasn't alone... Sarah was there, but that wasn't who surprised him..."

Then who? What else - or who else - could surprise him now?

"Xan...it was your father's mother - your grandmother..."

Okay, I didn't expect that. My grandmother.

All the while, I had been so caught up with learning the truth of my parentage that I had forgotten about that of my father's. In fact, I hadn't really expected his mother to be alive. It was clear that Mom was thinking the same thing.

I nodded slightly. "I've never had so many surprises pop up in such a short period of time. Well, maybe 'shocks' would better describe it," I said, wondering what else was in store for us. I was again reminded of the days leading up to Erica's death- the 'shocks' always had to come in numbers, it seemed. First the phone call, discovering she was sick. Then visiting her and seeing her so devastatingly ill. And then her death.

Likewise, we were first (un)pleasantly surprised by Kyria's appearance at our door. Then we came here. I found out I had a twin, and that we shared a mother who was not Liz Evans. Next came the powers that I actually had. Yada-yada-yada, and now this.

"We always thought that she was dead, that she had likely died in the same war which had killed her husband and made Zan King. Apparently though, we were wrong...she's alive, and well, and talking to your father right now... He wants to introduce us..."

But at least this time around, it might be a good thing. The woman was my father's mother, right? What harm could there possibly be in that?

And yet, I would have expected her to be at Xadalyn's party. In fact, since we arrived, I had heard no mention of her whatsoever. Neither had I seen her in any of Xadalyn's memories. As a grandmother to her son's orphaned child, surely she should have played some role in Xada's life. Somehow, though, something told me that that was not the case- that she wasn't exactly going to be like Diane Evans, Dad's adoptive mother.

My mother stopped walking and I glanced at her. She looked a little distant and was chewing her lip - a horrible trait that Sarah had inherited from her; both did it whenever they were nervous. I realised that my mother had to be quite shaky about meeting her alien mother-in-law for the first time.

"You'll be fine, Mom," I reassured her, pulling her closer in a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry."

*Max*

“I’m so sorry Xa…Max, I could never form any kind of connection with her and Tess told me so many lies I didn’t know what to believe," Adayla begs me. I notice she uses Tess's Earth name. That's probably part of not accepting her as being Ava -- but she calls me Max, too, although it almost came out Xan. It's still very strange to be here, to be here and to still be Max.

But looking at my mother, I can see that she's sincere and I certainly understand her doubting Tess. I should have doubted Tess more, myself, but it doesn't make me happy to see what she's done to Xadalyn. After Tess died, she was truly alone -- except for Larak and the rest of the council of regents.

"I understand, but she is my daughter and I'm proud of what she's tried to do. She's been forced to shoulder so much more responsibility than she should have been asked to at her age," I say. I'm speaking to my mother, but I'm looking at Xadalyn. There's a lot about her that I don't fully understand yet, things that just remind me a bit too much of Tess, but I'm sure the life she's lived has had a lot to do with that. "I'm sure it would have been a bit easier if she'd had her grandmother's support. I'm glad that she'll have that now."

Before I get a response, the door suddenly opens and Damieon appears. He looks disleveled and seems to be out of breath. “Xada….oh I wasn’t aware you had company, my deepest apologies.” The sight of him makes me pinch my lips together. I still need to talk to him or his father or both about his behavior at the birthday banquet.

He greets my mother as 'your highness' and then turns to relucantly give me the same greeting and I actually frown. Apparently he's learned who I am since the ball. At that time, he seemed to think I was a rival for Xadalyn's affections. I liked it better when he didn't know. If he is going to use any such honorifics at all, I should be 'your magesty.' I'm the king here, not just a prince. His greeting for Sarah is more sincere, at least, calling her princess. I silently approve, wondering what she will think of that.

"I must borrow her Royal Majesty for just a second.” He says taking Xadalyn by the arm and leading her away. That explains why he only called me 'highness' if he's reserving 'magesty' for Xadalyn. Is not strictly correct but in a way I don't blame him. She's been here acting the part and doing her best to fill that role while I've been hiding on Earth playing at being a lawyer, instead. But I definately don't like the way he's leading her away. Not after what happened at the banquet.

I'm about to object when I hear Liz in my mind. *What if she doesn't like me Max...what if she doesn't think I'm good enough for you...?* I can feel her fear and anxiety underscoring the words.

*You're a beautiful person and you're the best thing that ever happened to me. If she can't see that, it'll be her loss.* I tell Liz. *As much as I was hoping to see her and know her again, I'm not going to put up with that. Especially after the way I just saw her treating Xadalyn.* I'm still incognito here and I've been fine with that so far. But at Liz's question, I suddenly think about using the royal powers that I could theoretically claim here. If she fails to treat Liz right, then I'd would happily bar her from my life. Well... at least from any contact with Liz or my children. She'd still have information I'd want to know, I'm sure.

"Excuse me," I tell my mother, still worried about Xadalyn. "I think I need to interupt this." I take a step towards the private quarters where Xadalyn and Dameon had gone, only to find the door opening again and my daughter comes out dressed formally in black.

“There is a small matter I must attend to, I will give you some time with Adayla, and I will be back in a little while," she says.

"It certainly didn't seem like a small matter," I observe. "Tell me what this is about or I'm coming along with you."

~*~Sarah~*~

I don’t hear a respond from my father, I guess he busy talking to his alien mother, or talking to my mother telepathy. My father and mother always has been my role models, I hope one day if I ever find a relationship with a special someone, I hope be something like my parents have.

Xada nodded after I ask her if she was okay. I have to admit when I first realize that I wasn’t the only girl part of my father and brother lives I was kind of........angry. Ok I was jealous. But, now I hope Xada and I can be friends.

Suddenly someone rushes in and the person I never expect to see is Daimeon himself. “Your Highness.” he said to my Adaylar. "Your Highness" he the said to my father. How did he know about my father, that he is king and all! But what he said to me next was totally unexpected; he looks at me "Princess....must borrow her Royal Majesty for just a second.” No ever called me that, well no one on this planet knows I am a princess, so how did the prince Daimeon know who I really am.

He take Xada out side to talk to her, and she come back wearing something black and tell us she has to go, but my father stop her, and they talk in a corner.

OOC: I know this is shorter than usual, and probably not as good, sorry, hoping the next will be better, but also hoping that this will be okay for everyone involved, tell me if I need to edit

~Liz~

Xan pulls me close in a hug, telling me that it'll be okay, and I smile weakly. He did call me mom though... I reach up, fiddling with some of the loose sections of my hair before hugging him back. "Thanks sweetheart... I'm sorry if I seem quiet... It's just, the last, and only time I saw her, she was telling your father about his past marriage to Ava - who was then Tess... I guess that I'm scared that she won't like me, or that she won't think me worthy of your father as she did his previous bride..." I swallow nervously, looking at him as I try to explain. Max and I have mentioned the events at the cave briefly, but never in detail...we didn't want to mention Tess for one, and for the other, we didn't really think it mattered that much anymore... "Tess was standing right there that day, and I left, I didn't think I could stand in the way of what was destined to be..."

I struggle to speak, choking on my words as I go on to try and explain more about what happened. "I'm sorry we never told you about Tess honey... We meant to, but then there just never seemed to be a right time..." I shake my head. "I know that's a bad excuse, but it's the truth. What is also true, is that I will always look on you as my son though, and I love you..." I know that I'm repeating what I said a little earlier, but somehow, it just needs to be said.

As we continue walking along, I feel myself growing more and more nervous, even after the reassurance I also get from Max. His love comes over loud and clear, and it's wonderful to both feel and hear but I don't want to cause problems between his mother and himself... *I love you so much...* I send to my husband as I focus on that connection which exists between us.

The two of us continue to walk together through the corridors and passageways now, and shortly, we find ourselves standing outside the room I recognise from earlier. I give a slight knock on the door, and also call to Max mentally as we wait for a response, sensing something of a tension in the connection as we near one another. *Hey...we're here...is everything okay you seem a bit tense...?* I don't like to walk straight in, thinking this bad manners and improper. This isn't my room, or Xan's, it's Xada's, and as such it's her choice who does and doesn't enter...

Ooc: okay I’m just going to post this and we’ll work out the kinks later. Are you ready for some drama Isabelle?


~*Xadalyn*~

"It certainly didn't seem like a small matter, Tell me what this is about or I'm coming along with you." He says to me. Why can’t this be easy.

“It’s nothing I can’t handle, just a miscommunication.” I say slightly annoyed. I’m not used to someone demanding to know what I’m doing at all times and its not going to start now. I’m not used to the whole father/ daughter thing. I had Dom when I was a child but he was gone away by the time I turned nine. It had always been me and my mom, no one else.

“I’m not some human teenager that needs to tell her father every move she makes. The fact is, I’m not human, and I’m certainly no child, and up until yesterday you didn’t even know I existed, so what right do you have to tell me anything?” I say keeping my tone cold and even, just like I was taught to deal with unruly subjects.

“I am my Mother’s daughter, more so than yours, Max.” I say intentionally calling him by his name.

“And there’s nothing that can change that ever. I loved my Mother and nothing can change that either. You loved her in another life and cared for her in this one until what…she killed a human? Have you ever thought that if you would have followed your destiny in the first place and accepted her when you first found out, that maybe none of that would have happened?” I tell him.

“Don’t speak to your father like that!” Adayla says in a harsh tone and just shake my head in astonishment. “Unbelievable, now I’m his daughter? Amazing, a few minutes ago I was a traitor trying to steal your son’s precious throne.” I say before getting fed up and simply turning to leave........

OOC:

CotV/ML-inspired.


Well, here goes. Just holler if I should change

Alexander

"I guess that I'm scared that she won't like me, or that she won't think me worthy of your father as she did his previous bride..."

That would be . . . Tess. Or Ava. My birth mother. Or, the way I would put it, Xadalyn's mother. I didn't know her, so I wouldn't know how worthy she was of my father. But, from what I'd seen all my life, I was quite sure that my parents were still very much together. If Dad thought that Mom was the one for him, what business would his mother have to object- after so many years, in fact.

"Tess was standing right there that day, and I left, I didn't think I could stand in the way of what was destined to be..." my mother went on.

Well, obviously she'd returned- and destiny was reversed.

So many things that I didn't know of before were continuosly being revealed. Would things have been different for all of us had none of these secrets been concealed?

As if she'd read my mind, Mom said softly, "I'm sorry we never told you about Tess honey... We meant to, but then there just never seemed to be a right time... I know that's a bad excuse, but it's the truth. What is also true, is that I will always look on you as my son though, and I love you..."

I nodded quietly. I would have preferred that the truth hadn't been kept from me all this while- but then I knew that they did it out of love. Mom- she had probably been afraid that if I found out, she might lose my love. But which was more important- the woman who gave birth to me and then abandoned me, so to speak, or the woman who raised me and cared for me all those years?

I didn't know what to say- all that had to be said had been said. For now.

"I know that, Mom," I whispered. "I could never doubt that. What's done is done- I can't hold anything against you or Dad. Not even- Tess."

We walked on until we reached Xadalyn's room. My mother knocked softly- I wondered if anyone in there could even hear it. She was probably still nervous about going in.

“. . . now I’m his daughter? Amazing, a few minutes ago I was a traitor trying to steal your son’s precious throne.”

As soon as I heard Xadalyn's words, I knew that the situation in there was obviously not pretty. I exchanged a worried glance my mother and, without delay, opened the door and stepped in-

-only to come face-to-face with Xadalyn, who looked like she was about to leave. She also looked very unhappy.

I glanced around the room that had fallen silent momentarily, and soon my eyes fell on one unfamiliar face- she had dark hair, green eyes, and a very youthful look. We locked gazes for a moment.

"What's wrong?" I asked, turning back to look at Xadalyn. "What's going on here?"

~Liz~

As Xada's voice penetrates the door, I can tell that she's obviously not in a good mood. Xan looks at me a moment, before pushing open the door - something which I would have been doing next had he not - and stepping into the room. Not having been privy to what was said before this, I don't really know what's going on, but it takes less than a minute to size the situation up and tell that it's not good. I look over at Max, asking him silently what's happened as I look now from the woman who looks stangely familiar and yet different - she has to be Max's mother - to Xadalyn and back. She looks different to the one and only time I have seen her before, but I do remember that she said something about it appearing familiar to them. She looks younger than expected, no white hair this time, and I guess that has something to do with all that.

It takes little to see that the two of them don't like each other, Max's earlier comments about wanting to kill one another coming to mind rapidly. Having been close to myr own Grandmother, I couldn't imagine this being true as he said it, but now I see the two of them, their feelings come across loud and clear... For the moment, my hesitation about meeting my alien mother-in-law for the first time is negated by my concern over the present situation. What's happened to cause this...?

I walk across to Max, refraining from putting my hand in his shoulder as I want to, but concentrating on what is happening and trying to get a grasp of the situation. As much as I'm puzzled by their dislike of one another, this seems to be about something much more, and the closer I get to my husband, the stronger the tension I feel from him becomes. *Max...are you okay...?* I ask. I can't imagine this is all becuase of something that has been said, which suggests it's something far more important.

I stand there, debating greeting, but deciding that now probably isn't the time. I wish that I could do something more right now, but then at least I actually undertsand what is being said now, thanks to this nifty little translator I'm using. It certainly does make things a lot simpler, and I far prefer it to relying on someone else, even if that someone is my husband. I love him, but I've always been independant...