Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Once again Isabel was grateful that traveling with Wyatt was so much nicer then regular air travel or even portal. She made it home from Angel's with time enough to run into town to get some chocolate pudding before The Amazing Race started.

Wondering how Michael was doing, she handwavily left him a message then settled back to watch the end of 60 Minutes.

The door was open.

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[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"...Maxwell. Always with the healing, I knew that'd get us in trouble someday."

But there was no heat in it.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Tell me about it," Isabel sighed, rolling her eyes. "But honestly? It was the best thing he ever did. It made a difference They made us stronger."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"...they did?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"They did. It wasn't all just making out in the eraser room."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"...but there was making out in the eraser room."

He grinned at her.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel couldn't help herself, she laughed. "Like bunnies in heat."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael started to laugh.

"Guess I've got something to look forward to, then."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

He would think that. "I'm just sad I won't have a front row seat this time. It was entertaining. It's still entertaining." As proved by at Christmas dinner when her mother caught Maria and Michael in a rather heated embrace in the laundry room. The flailing on all parts had everyone else in stitches.