izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-12-13 10:18 pm
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Room 406, later in the evening

As promised, Wyatt had met her after work and they'd gone for dinner and then searched for a Christmas tree.

Several hours later, Isabel sat back on her bed with a hot chocolate and admired the view.

"I still think it needs popcorn garlands."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Gotcha!" Isabel laughed. "Although I do like that commercial."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," Wyatt said. "For a minute I thought you were a demon and that I'd have to vanquish you."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not a demon. I just take my Christmas decorations seriously," she explained, patting the spot on the bed next to her. "Come sit. We can admire our tree."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt sat down and slipped his arm around Isabel. "It's very pretty," he said. "Grandpa always had a fake one." He may have said that just to see if she twitched.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Were you allergic?" Isabel had learned over the years not to flail immediately.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it was just cheaper, I guess," Wyatt said. "If I'm allergic we'll probably find out tonight."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"That's just wrong! You poor Christmas deprived thing," she flailed.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"It was just me and Chris and Grandpa," Wyatt said. "We didn't really need any big deal made about it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"No big deal?" Isabel whimpered. Poor Wyatt had no idea what he'd just set himself up for.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, it was fun trying to find presents for Grandpa and Chris," Wyatt said. "But we really didn't have anybody else."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
She turned her head and kissed his shoulder. "You've got people now. Friends, aunts, aunt's boyfriends, an AU mom. That's a pretty big crowd."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyatt nodded. "It's going to be different, that's for sure."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just as long as there's not another food fight," Isabel snickered. "Or inappropriate PDAs under the mistletoe."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Define inappropriate," Wyatt said, stealing a kiss.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think anything that might involving scarring you for life," Isabel explained, letting Wyatt steal a kiss, then immediately gifting him with another one. "So I'm thinking anything TMI involving Anders, Bel and your aunt."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Or my mom and Bel," Wyatt said with a shudder. "Or my mom and Veronica. So not tall enough for those rides."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"You could always come hide with me in Roswell," she offered. "I'm pretty sure there won't be any brain breaking announcements of people's sex lives at the dinner table."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"That would be a refreshing change," Wyatt said. "Thanksgiving was a trauma I don't want to repeat any time soon."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd be more then welcome," Isabel smiled. "Just be prepared to be interrogated by various people about well, just about everything."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can I leave out the fact about my aunt having a threesome with a demon and a guy from another planet?" Wyatt asked.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you don't want my father locking me in my room forever? That would probably be a good idea," she told him. "He'd think you'd be getting ideas or something."
blessed_twice: (Wyatt is staring at you and thinking)

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-14 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Am I going to have to stay in a guest room if I'm there?" Wyatt asked, running one hand up Isabel's arm.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-14 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably not," Isabel said, sighing with pleasure at his touch. "Mom knows you stay here and she'll just be glad to have me home. Dad will just pretend that you're going down the hall to the guest room."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Just as long as he doesn't come check on you with a shotgun in hand," Wyatt said.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd worry more about the brotherly types with the mad alien skills. That is of course, if they wander back in time." They hadn't mentioned anything about the holiday the few times they'd called Isabel since they hit the road.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Promise me you'll undo anything they do to me," Wyatt said. He knew how protective he felt about Savannah, so he could imagine what was in store for him.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I promise," Isabel chuckled. "They should behave. Otherwise I'll get Liz and Maria to give them hell."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent," Wyatt grinned. "It's good to have backup."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Mom likes you. Mom still intimidates Max and Michael. That's the back-up that matters."

A wave of her hand turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the twinkling lights of the tree. "All we need now is a fireplace."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"They might frown on that in the dorms," Wyatt said, leaning in to nuzzle at Isabel's neck.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"There's one at my parent's house," she pointed out, tipping her head to give him better access. "Although worrying about who could walk in on us will keep things to a PG rating."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Nibble nibble. "We could wait until everyone is out of the house," Wyatt suggested.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Squirm, squirm, squirm. "I like that plan. It's a very good plan."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Is there a fur rug?" Wyatt asked. "Well, faux fur, I hope."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Despite how distracted she was getting, that question made Isabel stop and giggle. "Did my mother seem like the kind of woman that would have a fake fur rug in her home?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Good point," Wyatt said. "Ah, well, just some soft place where I can do unspeakable things to her daughter."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I think we can figure something out," Isabel promised. "But for now? How about I do unspeakable things to you?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm, what did you have in mind?" Wyatt asked, greatly interested by this prospect.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-15 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Grinning, Isabel pushed him back onto the bed. "How about you just lie back and I'll show you?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-12-15 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt laid back on the bed, entirely content to let Isabel do unspeakable things to him -- and for him to do the same back to her through the night.