izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-06-22 09:26 pm

Room 406, later in the evening

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.]

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2008-06-25 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
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.