Room 406, Wednesday evening.

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Isabel had gotten back to her room after her adventure in the sewers and immediately left a message for Ronan telling him not to expect her for her usual visit. After this afternoon, being out after dark didn't seem like the wisest thing.

She wasn't sure she she'd been thinking going out like that. It was stupid in retrospect. Hell, she knew it was stupid even as she walked through the dark tunnels. But despite last night's conversation with Bel, she still wasn't certain sticking a soul back into Angel was the right thing to do. Just because they wanted their friend back, was it fair to saddle Angel with a new burden of guilt because of the people Angelus had hurt?

Still frustrated with herself for not keeping the promise she'd made to Angel so long ago, and feeling slightly guilty for being relieved that she didn't because it still meant there was a chance to get her friend back even if it wasn't fair to him, Isabel scooped up Annie and cuddled her on the bed, watching as the last of the afternoon light faded. She hoped tomorrow she wouldn't have a reason to regret what she didn't do today.

[ooc: Door's closed, post is open]

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"Angelus? What?" Wyatt said. "Where?" He remembered what Angelus had said about Isabel in class and suddenly felt very very cold.

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"In the sewers.

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," she admitted in a rush.

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Wyatt gaped at her. "Are you out of your mind?" he said, then in a panic began to look her over for other injuries or torn clothing.

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Isabel has asked herself that question several times today. "I promised Angel once that if he went evil again, I'd stop him. I thought I could do it."

"I'm okay," she promised. "This was, well, he didn't appreciate my knee in his crotch."

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"You're not hiding anything from me, are you?" Wyatt asked anxiously. "He didn't try to. . . ."

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"No. Absolutely not," Isabel said firmly. "He had other things on his mind." Like bloodsucking or neck snapping. Which were such better alternatives.

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Wyatt felt a surge of relief. "Thank god," he sighed, then grabbed Isabel and hugged her tightly. As he did, his hands glowed with golden light, and the bruises on Isabel's cheek and wrist faded.

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Which would be the point that Isabel remembered that Wyatt was in the Invasions class. She didn't want to think about what Angelus could have said. Instead she held Wyatt just as tightly.

Fortunately the glow, and the fact that everything that had hurt, suddenly didn't, was a nice distraction. "You healed me."

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Wyatt drew back and looked at her face. "I did? I did!" he said, sounding much more excited than someone who could heal should.

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"This is surprising?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

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He hadn't let go of her and probably wouldn't for quite some time. "I haven't been able to heal since the plague," he admitted.

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Isabel was more then happy to be held. Tugging Wyatt down onto the bed, she curled into his side. "You burned yourself out?"

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"That's what I was afraid of," Wyatt said, lying down and snuggling Isabel. "I tried to heal Adah and Willow, and nothing happened. I was freaking out a little bit about it." Okay, more than a little.

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"You didn't say anything." Silly, stoic boy was left unsaid but hopefully understood.

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"I didn't want you to worry?" he said.

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"That's a stupid reason," Isabel said, poking his arm. "I love you. If you worry about something, I want to know." Just ignore what and why she did what she did earlier in the day.

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"Sorry," Wyatt said. "I was just so freaked out about it. I didn't want to admit it to anyone. I didn't even tell Chris."

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"Understandable," she nodded. "But now it's back. You just needed time."

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Wyatt nodded. "And my dad's notes on being a whitelighter said that love is the trigger for healing. . . ."

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Isabel smiled and tightened the arm she had resting across Wyatt's chest. "I love you to."

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"Love you, too," Wyatt said, then smiled. "Obviously."

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"Lucky me." She brushed a kiss against his cheek, then snuggled back down.

Unfortunately all too quickly her thoughts drifted back to the events of the afternoon. "I had a chance to stake him," Isabel admitted quietly. "I couldn't do it."

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"Why not?" Wyatt asked, gently touching his hand to her cheek. Then again, he had seen what Phoebe went through when they had to vanquish the Source.

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"Because my friend is still in there," Isabel explained, closing her eyes and leaning into his hand. "And I guess I'm not ruthless enough to kill him. Even if I did promise."

"If someone winds up dead tonight. I don't know that I'll be able to live with myself."

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"Are you so sure he's still there?" Wyatt asked. "His soul's gone, isn't it?"