Room 406, late afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

Wyatt had left early yesterday morning, promising to return soon. Isabel had tried not to panic as her increasingly frantic calls went unanswered. She'd tried to convince herself that his phone was dead, that they were just engrossed in whatever project they were working on but talking to Johnny made it obvious that wasn't the case.

Then the letters came. One from Wyatt, one from Andrew.

A visit to Chris confirmed he'd gotten that same news. And that there didn't seem to be any magical way to get them back.

She made a few more calls to check up on people, wondering who else wasn't going to to answer.

Frustrated and angry, Isabel decided the best way to not think was to clean.

Loud music was blaring and the air smelled of pine cleaner.

The door, despite what she promised Chris, was open.

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[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter decided he needed to touch base with Isabel in person. He went down the hall and knocked on her doorframe. "Hey."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hey yourself," Isabel said as she finished washing the windows. "I'm glad to see you still in this century."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Ditto," Peter said. "Got your message. I'm sorry about Wyatt."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"He's in Cairo. 1923. With Savannah," she told him. "At least he's not alone."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Sam's in New York," Peter said. "I almost wish I had some way of getting him in touch with my ancestors."

Granted folks who knew Peter's family might disagree with that.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Chris said Lana's there as well. That Sam's looking out for her," she nodded.

"And we're here. And there's nothing we can do."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"My future self had time-travelling ability," Peter said. "Really sucks that I don't."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it does."

Isabel sighed, and set the cleaning supplies down. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter shrugged it off. "You're not saying anything I'm not already thinking. Bad enough that we can't get anyone back, worse still that for all my powers I can't help my best friend. I'm definitely not feeling like much of a hero."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Half the reason I'm cleaning is because I need to do something," she said. "Because if I didn't do this, I think I'd head down to the preserve and start tossing angels around. Just to feel like I'm doing something. Even if it didn't accomplish anything."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I know what you mean," Peter said. "Luckily keeping Nathan calm has taken up a lot of my energy."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm surprised he hasn't locked you in a closet yet," Isabel replied with a weak laugh.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"He mentioned something about a cage," Peter replied. "I assume he was kidding."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Izzy?" Michael yelled over the loud music, stepping into the room. "Turn it down."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel's head was buried in the bottom of her closet. It was amazing how quickly her shoes seemed to multiply. She sat back on her heels and waved her hands to turn the music down.

"You're still here. Good."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"I am", he confirmed. "But it got Ino and Andrew."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know. Andrew wrote me," she nodded. "Did you hear from Ino?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Yep. She's in Paris in 1899. With Deadpool, so at least she's not on her own."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, Wyatt's with Savannah. I'm glad they can watch each other's backs until we get them back." Isabel stuck her head back into the closet, carefully lining shoes and boots up. "Chris is looking for magical means, but he hasn't had any luck yet."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Guess we can't just send someone back with Portalocity?" Michael asked without much hope.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Don't think I haven't handwavily tried," she told him. "No luck. But there's that meeting tonight. Maybe they'll have answers then."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He nodded.

"They've had people on it, I know."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I just wish I could do something," Isabel said, sitting back once more. "Just being here. Waiting. It's frustrating as hell."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"It's just the way it goes sometimes", he said, but his tone was no happier. "Even blowing them up doesn't work."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel stared. "You didn't?" Not that she hadn't been considering the same thing.