AUTHOR'S NOTE:  This is the end.  I hope you had as much fun reading, as I had writing.

DISCLAIMER: Some of the dialogue used was taken from the episodes and I am not claiming credit for having written it but used it simply to set up the tone of a scene or show parallels between lives and realities. 

CREDITS:      Time of Your Life is by Green Day

DEFINITIONS:

Sephtafus - Antarian mythical goddess of good fortune

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(Saturday - August 17th, 2002)

Cuerena landed the Sephtafus II behind the jutting rock formation that housed the pod chamber, and the gang moved down the hallway and to the door.

With a swipe of his hand Michael opened the outer door and he, Cuerena and Isabel hurried outside to conceal the ship in a covering of rock.  Kyle handed baby Nathaniel to Ava and went to join them.  As the others disembarked, Max and Liz moved away from the ship and he took out his cell phone and called his parents.

“Dad,” he said when his father answered, “we’re back.”

“Is everyone okay?” Philip asked.  “And what about Isabel?”

“Everyone is fine,” Max assured him.  “We brought Isabel back too, and we could use a ride into town.”

Max heard his father call out, “Diane, they’re back and they have Isabel.”  Philip spoke into the phone, “Max, we’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Is it okay if I invite everyone back to our house?” Max asked.  “I’m sure they all want to hear what happened.”

“Sure,” Philip said. 

“Bring two cars, okay Dad?” Max asked.  “We’ve got a lot of people who are anxious to go home.”

Max could hear the smile in his father’s voice, “You’ve got it, son.”

Max pressed the end button and then quickly dialed Jim.  “Sheriff it’s Max.  We’re back and everyone’s okay.“

Jim’s voice was choked with emotion, “That’s great.”

Max continued, “My parents are coming out to give us a ride, but we could use another car to bring everyone into town.”

“Of course,” Jim said.  “The regular place?”

“Yeah,” Max said.  “We’re going to meet back at our house to fill everyone in, so bring Mrs. Valenti too.”

“We’ll be there,” Jim said.

Max ended the call, and with a smile, handed the phone to Liz.

Liz dialed her parents.  “Mom, we’re back and we’re all okay.”

Her mother started to cry.

“Mom,” Liz said softly.  Her mother had been against her going to Antar and she had never really accepted her relationship with Max or their alien status, but Liz felt hopeful for the future.  “We’re going to meet at the Evans’ house in about forty minutes,” Liz continued, “so we can tell everyone what happened.  You and Dad will come, won’t you?”

“Of course,” Nancy said, “and we’ll bring food for everyone.  It’s almost dinnertime.  You all must be starving.”

Liz smiled, relieved.  Maybe her Mom was starting to understand.  At least it was a first step in the right direction. “Thanks Mom,” Liz said, “that would be great.”

As she ended the call, Liz turned to see Cuerena close the ship’s door, and with a wave of her hand, concealed it behind a wall of rock.  The only sign that it wasn’t the stone wall it appeared to be, was the glowing, silver handprint on the rocky surface, which slowly faded before her eyes.

The others returned and Max called out, “We’ll have rides back into town in a few minutes and everyone is going to meet at our house.”

“And my parents are bringing dinner,” Liz added.

Kyle and Michael gave a cheer and the gang started to walk around the rock formation housing the pod chamber to wait for their rides, leaving Max and Liz alone.

Max smiled.  “So how do you think our parents will take the news about the wedding my mother is planning for us on Antar?”

“I think it will be okay,” Liz said.  “Our parents didn’t get to attend our other ceremony in Arizona and a lavish wedding and a trip to another planet surely will make up for it.”

Liz slipped her arm through Max’s, entwining their fingers, and leaned into him.  “It’s nice to be home.”

Max placed a kiss on the top of her head and moved into her, nestling her head under his chin.  “I feel that way too,” he said softly.  “Even after recovering our memories, I will always think of Roswell as home.

“Well,” Liz said, “with everything that’s happening on Antar, the restructure of government and the social changes, we will have to spend a lot of time there in the future.”

“Or we could commute,” Max suggested.  “But whatever we decide, I’m just glad we’ll be doing it together.”

“Always,” Liz said with a smile.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, looking up into his face.  “It’s kind of weird.  Our parents and the Sheriff know the truth, the government isn’t after us, there are no evil aliens trying to kill us.  So what do we do now, Max?”

Max placed a kiss on her forehead, and enfolded her into his arms with a smile.  “Anything we want, my love.  Anything we want.”

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Another turning point
a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
directs you where to go,
So make the best of this test and don't ask why,
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time,

It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right
i hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time,
Tattoos and memories of skin on trial
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.

It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life

It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life