Armed For Travel
Title: Armed for Travel
Fandom: Roswell
Rating: G- it’s harmless.
Spoilers: through "We Are Family"
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything; I’m just borrowing the characters for a little while.
“Oh my god, Liz, I totally forgot!”
“Forgot what, Maria?”
“You know, the . . .” Maria nudged Liz meaningfully and the girl gasped.
“You didn’t!”
“I did. I’m sorry, Liz.”
“I can’t believe you, Maria. This is,” she grasped for words, “a complete emergency. What are we gonna do?”
“Hey, I’m not the one who thinks we need them.”
“Well, we do! You can’t go to-”
“I know, I know. I’ve been hearing your list ever since the plan started, how could I forget?”
“Well, you obviously did. God, Maria, there’s only a few minutes left and you forgot. Everything is going to be a complete disaster now.”
“Liz, they’re only-”
”No, Maria, this is just the beginning, I know it. One thing goes wrong, and then the whole thing goes down the drain. Kaput. Bye bye, law and order. It’s Murphy’s Law. I mean, look at how long it took to plan this and now…”
“Liz, it’s not really that much of a big deal.”
“I can’t believe you’re saying this, now, of all times. You told me you picked them up! I trusted you with this small task. I thought you could handle it.”
Liz let one shaking hand travel through her hair and Maria sighed. “I’m sorry, Liz. With all of the excitement, I just forgot. Hey, I’ve got an idea; we can get them when we get there. See, no biggie.”
“They’re not going to have the right ones, I know it.”
“How could you? You’ve never been there, anyway.”
“Of course I have! Remember when I went-”
“Oh, right. The time you abandoned us for three months. That was real great of you, Liz.”
“I needed space. Just like I need the Swedish Fish. You can’t go to Sweden without Swedish Fish, Maria.”
“You’d think you never left Roswell, the way you’re acting. I was just kidding, Lizzie. I have them right here, with my cypress oil. Looks like you’ll be needing both of them.”
"Thank god. I really believed you forgot them."
"Me? Never. I wouldn't disappoint my two best girlfriends, would I?" Maria grinned at Liz, arched a brow, and gestured to the back of the car. “Think we should wake them up?”
Liz focused her gaze on a sleeping Max and Michael, who were not reacting well to their early morning departure. She smiled fondly. “No, let them sleep. We’ll wake them up when we get to the airport, to have the trip of our lives.” She grinned again and honked at the car that was beside them. Kyle, Isabel, Alex, and Tess waved from their seats and she smiled again. “Yep, definitely the trip of our lives.”