Room 406, later in the evening

[izzyalienqueen]

It hadn't been the weekend Isabel had planned on. She'd been grabbed on her way to town and spent two days in Tartarus screaming.

But she'd finally been rescued and made her way back to her room.

Cold, tired, and worried about what Wyatt was doing in the midst of all this, Isabel pulled a blanket around her shoulders and curled up on her bed to wait for him.

[For the boyfriend.]

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Wordlessly, Isabel held on tightly, relieved to see him alive and in one piece.

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"Are you okay?" Wyatt said. "Did he hurt you? I'm gonna kill him."

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"I never saw him," she said hoarsely. "I never saw anyone." Anyone real that is. "Savannah finally got me out."

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"What happened?" Wyatt said. guiding her toward the bed and making her sit down, keeping his arm around her.

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Isabel wasn't going to move away from Wyatt anytime soon. "Worst nightmare stuff," she told him quietly. "Pierce, the White Room. He had you, Max and Michael. He wanted me to cooperate."

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"Just a nightmare," Wyatt said, hugging her close again and kissing the top of her head. "We're all OK. You're OK. No one's going to hurt you." He, however, was going to do some serious harm to Hades.

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"I know," Isabel agreed. She'd still call them though. Just to make sure.

"I'm glad you're here." And not off doing anything stupid.

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"I would've gone with them to rescue you," Wyatt said, frowning just a little. "But I wore myself out getting the lyre."

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"Lyre?" With all the running out of the Underworld and dodging ghosts and demons on their way back to the dorms, Savannah really hadn't had a chance to fill Isabel in on what else was going in.

"You're okay though? Just tired?" After what she'd seen, it was important that he was.

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"Yeah, harp thing," Wyatt said. "I don't know why they needed it, but they said they did, so I said just point me where to go." He let out a breath, releasing some of his tension. "I'm okay. Just tired."

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"And you got it." Isabel remembered what Wyatt had told her about what happened when she'd been grabbed before. "You did good. I was afraid you'd gone to take on Hades yourself," she admitted.

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"Wanted to," Wyatt said, with a small, rueful grin. "But I kinda passed out after orbing with so many people twice in a row."

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Isabel let out a small laugh. "You mean you have limits?" She knew he did, she'd seen them before, after the plague. But it was reassuring to tease. It made the nightmares seem less real.

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Wyatt liked hearing her laugh. He drew away and stood up. "Orbing five people at a time was hard," he said. He stood in front of her and turned slightly. "And . . . you don't think these jeans make me look fat, do you? Peter said they did." He was totally making an exaggerated pouty face.

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Between the question and the pouty face Isabel had to giggle. "Do I even want to know why Peter was checking out your ass?"

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"That's what I wanted to know!" Wyatt said. "Well, I know I'm irresistible."

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"Should I be worried about how irresistible you are?" She reached out her hands to him, which unfortunately served to remind her how much they hurt.

"Ouch."

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Wyatt took her hands and frowned at the crescent shaped wounds, knowing what they must've been from. His hands glowed as he healed the injuries.

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"Thank you," Isabel said quietly, taking hold of his hand.

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"Not gonna lose you," Wyatt said fiercely, squeezing her hand.

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"No, you're not," she promised, leaning forward and burying her face against Wyatt's shoulder.

"Want to get cleaned up and hit the bed?" In a minute, Isabel wasn't ready to let go just yet. "You need to sleep."

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"Don't wanna sleep," Wyatt said stubbornly, stifling a yawn.

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"You don't have to," Isabel told him. Although she was fairly certain he'd be out cold within minutes of hitting the pillow. "We can just snuggle."

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"Snuggling good," Wyatt said. He moved back up beside her on the bed. "I'm not going to let you out of my sight for awhile."

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"I don't have a problem with that. At all. Clingy might be the operative word for a bit," she smiled. "If you don't mind."

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"Like a sock fresh from the drier," Wyatt said. "Only I don't smell like lavender vanilla."

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"Let me dig out the right bottle of lotion and I can fix that."

Isabel reluctantly pulled away. She wanted to snuggle but she wanted to be slightly cleaner and in more comfy clothing first. "Thank you by the way," she said over her shoulder as she dug out something to sleep in.

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"For what?" Wyatt said. "Being a dumbass and not going with you into town after our vice principal makes a megalomaniacal decree?"

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"No, for not saying I told you so," Isabel replied. "Because I was the one that was so certain I could go on my own. If I'd realized if was more then the ghosts, I would have asked for a ride on the Angel Express."

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Wyatt managed a grin. "Diiiiirrrrty," he said. More seriously, he added, "I know you can take care of yourself. Doesn't mean I wasn't kicking myself later, though. I felt awful that I stayed in bed."

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"Very dirty. But not tonight."

She stripped out her shirt and bra, then pulled the t-shirt she'd stolen from Wyatt over her head. "It wasn't your fault. Next time we'll just know to expect the unexpected."

Her jeans joined the shirt in the pile on the floor as Isabel returned to the bed. "Not that I expect crazy gods to be an issue in Vegas or San Francisco."

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Wyatt stretched out and pulled Isabel down against him. "Wellllll," he said slowly. "Did I ever tell you my mom was a Greek goddess once? Her and Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige. The ones from my world."

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With a sigh, Isabel curled into Wyatt's side. "No, you didn't. I assume there's a story there?"

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"The Titans escaped, some of them at least," Wyatt said, playing with her hair. "Dad had to turn Mom and her sisters into goddesses to fight them. Mom was Gaia, Aunt Phoebe was Aphrodite, and Aunt Paige was Artemis, I think."

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"I can see that," she nodded, feeling the tension slowly drain from her body.

"They kicked Titan ass?"

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Wyatt nodded, moving his hand to gently rub Isabel's shoulder. "They saved the world and all, but I'm not sure they were telling me the whole story," he said. "And I'm not really sure what was up with making Aunt Phoebe the goddess of love. She should've been Athena and kicked some ass."

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"Maybe it wasn't about being fierce and kicking ass like that. Maybe love was what was important," Isabel answered. "I know it's important to me." She'd learned that this weekend.

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"Very important," Wyatt agreed, putting his hand on Isabel's check and moving his head to kiss her.

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Isabel met him halfway. "Love you," she murmured.

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"Love you," Wyatt said. He really was going to stay up all night and watch over Isabel as she slept. No, really. Pay no attention to his drooping eyelids.

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The spirit might have been willing to change the kiss to something more, but Isabel knew Wyatt was tired. She ended the kiss and shifted position so that she could pull Wyatt's head against her shoulder.

"Go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere." She probably wouldn't sleep much either. But it didn't matter as long as Wyatt was there to hold onto.

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"Better not," Wyatt mumbled, his arm draped across her chest.

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"Promise," she whispered, gently rubbing her hand down his back.

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Wyatt struggled against sleeping, but he was still worn out from orbing and relieved and comfortable to have Isabel in his arms again, so moments later he drifted off.

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Isabel fought sleep as long as she could, but the events of the weekend caught up with her and eventually she did fall asleep.

It wasn't the best night's sleep, but Wyatt was there to hold onto and that kept the worst of the nightmares at bay.