Dawn's POV

Something was up, a week after we had left the ship Johnathon tried over and over to contact either Jeff or Don with no success. He began to tell me that the last word he had heard about the ship they were both on was that it was under new management. In his words, a small box like robot with artificial intelligence. This was really beginning to sound like something out of syfi movie but that shouldn't have shocked me at this point. Still it also had me a bit unnerved.

Trying not to think about it, I put on a stupid wig that Johnathon insisted I wear when I went anywhere so that no one would know who I was, not to mention the sunglasses. Now I knew how Clark Kent felt when he had to disguise as well. Going into the store to pick up some food since we were running low I just happened to hear one of the elderly ladies say something about missing people and a church group.

Hiding in the isles so I could hear the woman better I could just make out what she was saying to her friend.

"Apparently that group that met at the church about... oh I forget what they met about but anyway Eleanor...all of them have gone missing." She told her friend who looked at her shocked.

"Really? I wondered why that part time girl wasn't at the funeral..." Eleanor answered with a small shake of her head.

They're missing? Where would all of them go? Roswell for some kind of weird field trip? Putting my basket back, I turn and make my way out of the store and look across the street to the closed coffee shop...something was not adding up here. Making my way back to where Johnathon and I were "hiding" I saw him trying to communicate once again.

"Nothing?" I question as I take off that horrible wig.

"It's not right Dawn, I know how Jeff is and this isn't right." Johnathon said putting down the weird device.

"Johnathon, the old woman at the story, I overheard her tell her friend that star crossed was missing...all of them. Does that raise a red flag in your head too?" I ask as I watch him begin to pack a few things in a duffle bag.

"I have a bad feeling that box took over...come on, we have to do something, sitting here will just add to our suspense." Johnathon said as he finished packing the few items we had.

Grabbing my hand we both left the hideout. Sneaking up to the ship wasn't that hard and it didn't seem like anything had changed. Except the horrible smell of the dead reptilian I had killed before. Apparently no one moved the body...Johnathon handed me the small gun that I knew only had one shot in it and began to tell me the plan.

"That's your plan? I'm pretty sure that's the same plan Custer had and trust me it didn't end well for him. In fact it was one of the worst fought battles ever." I try to tell him but then he covers my mouth and ducks us behind a rock.

"Damn box...making me come out here to collect "samples" as he makes poor Don his slave. Oh I can't believe I feel sorry for him." Jeff said shaking his head as he began to collect plants.

"Jeff is still Jeff, that's a good sign." Johnathon shrugged.

Seeing the doors to the ship were open I grabbed his hand and we ran inside as fast as we could. Hiding in one of the halls we decided to probably do the dumbest thing we could think of. Split up. Really that's always the number one mistake in movies yet here we are doing exactly that. Holding the gun close to me so if I needed to use it I could I began to move through the halls. Everything seemed the same but the whole ship had a different feeling.

"HELP!" I could hear a voice call out at the top of someone lungs.

Running in that direction I opened the door to see a sight I wasn't ready for. There were the members of star crossed all tied down and Don was there with a strange look on his face. Don didn't see me though, but the members of star crossed did. Putting my finger to my mouth, I signaled for the them to keep silent which I assume they all agreed to as the kept silent about my presence.

"This isn't you Don! It's that darn box!" Kelly yells out to Don.

As much as I disliked her she was actually doing a good job at keeping him distracted or so I thought. Lifting the gun to knock him out I was taken back as Don turned my way and grabbed my arm then pushing me into the wall. His face really close to mine but he looked like he had no emotions at all. He looked like a robot.

"Hello Dawn, I was wondering when you would be joining us." Don grinned and doing the only thing I could think of I head butted him as hard as I could.

Clearly not expecting that, he release me and fell backwards but only for a second because when I went to run he grabbed me by my neck and held me against a wall. He was choking me and lifting me off the ground. Kicking and trying to scream I could hear the others yelling at him, demanding that he would let me go. It fell upon deaf ears. His eyes seemed so black or I could have been about to pass out.

"Put her down Don, she is a guest, a very important one at that." A robotic yet almost human like voice called out.

Dropping me, I gasped trying to regain the air that was taken from me. Coughing and gasping it seemed like my lungs were finally filling with air again. Looking up I saw a floating black box which seemed to have a lens on the front of it. My hand still on my throat I could only stare at the foreign object before me.

"Forgive Don, he isn't himself at the moment." The box said as it came closer to me.

"You did it to him! Whatever you are you turned Don into your puppet!" Richard yells out giving me a clue as to what is going on here.

The box was right in front of me and I could hear a strange noise coming from it. As though the box were scanning me or something. It was only a moment and then it seemed to back up a little from me.

"You are very special Dawn...what you have is very rare." The box said again.

Standing up I could see that Don was still staring me down as though I were just a stranger. Of course he wouldn't know who I was if this box was the one that had him under mind control...I can't believe I just thought that.

"I don't care what you think of me-" I start to say but box stops me.

"Not you, though you are quite an interesting life form, I am referring to what you carry inside of you." The box replies as he flies up to Don. "I'll release him for a moment, he will want to know what he going to lose when I kill you."

My eyes did a double blink as I tried to comprehend what box had just stated. Then after a few words I couldn't understand it was like Don woke up out of a weird sleep. Shaking his head and looking around Don was shocked to see his surroundings. Looking up to the box he seemed to understand what had happened though.

"You have five minutes...tell him the truth or die with your secret." Box states as he flies off to the side.

"Tell me what?" Don questions as he looks to me.

"Are you the easiest race to be freaking brainwashed?! Not to mention by a floating box!" I yell at him as I feel all of my pent-up anger and rage deciding to come out, not at the best time though.

"Dawn...I don't even know what is going on. The last thing I remember is you leaving." Don states as he tries to hold my hands but I back away.

"That box is using you, you had me against a wall trying to choke me to death so forgive me if I don't trust you at the moment." I tell Don as I back up to the wall.

"Three minutes." Box calls out.

"What do you have to tell me?" Don states in a panic as he grabs my arms and forces me to look at him.

I had to make Don angry, I had to do something that would make him turn on that box. The worst possible scenario came to my head and I decided to use it. Knowing how much it would crush Don to hear this lie as a truth I hoped the hatred he had for my idea would make him go crazy...on the box I hoped.

"That baby isn't yours...it's Johnathon's." I lie though he now believes it to be total truth.

Just as I finish my statement, the box begins to fly over and before it had a chance to do anything Don yells at the top of his lungs as his stares down at me. Knowing well at least I knew it was a lie, it was hard to maintain my hate for the alien before me.