Las Vegas, late Monday night

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Her morning portal from Fandom to Vegas had been canceled so it was late by the time Isabel finally made it home. She hadn't slept since she'd left Vegas and exhaustion and grief were finally catching up to her. One wrong word and the careful control she was just barely hanging onto would be gone.

Her movements slow and deliberate, Isabel took a shower and made herself a cup of tea before retreating to her room to hide for the night. Glancing at her phone on her nightstand, she realized that she hadn't talked to Wyatt since they'd exchanged texts on Saturday.

It seemed so long ago.

He deserved a call, but that would require explanations of everything that had happened and Isabel wasn't sure she'd be able to do that without breaking down.

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Fortunately, Wyatt took that decision out of her hands. He orbed into her room, arms raised in triumph. "Victory is mine!" he declared. "The gargoyles are uncorrupted and back to guarding the cathedral. Took me all night but...what's wrong?"

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"You got them?" Isabel asked, avoiding his question for the moment. "That's good. I'm glad."

She carefully set the mug of tea on the nightstand. "Could I have a hug? Please?"

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Wyatt immediately moved in front of Isabel and wrapped his arms around her. "What's wrong? What's going on?"

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Isabel slid her arms around Wyatt's neck and held on tightly. She would tell him what had happened.

After she stopped crying.

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And Wyatt would hold on to her as as she needed to cry. Though he was discretely checking her for any obvious injuries, panicking just a little about what was upsetting her so much.

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It took a while, but eventually Isabel did stop crying. She didn't let go of Wyatt though. "Peter called Saturday. He asked me to come out there. He needed help."

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"The whole thing about New York blowing up?" Wyatt said, stroking her hair. He hadn't seen anything in the news about New York going boom, so he wasn't sure what had Isabel so upset.

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"Yes," she said quietly. "Peter'd been dreaming about the bomb going off. He was the one that blew up. He wanted me to stop him if, when, it came to that."

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"Did you have to...." Wyatt said, not really wanting to hear the answer.

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Isabel was quiet for a long moment, remembering. "He got the power from Sylar when they were fighting. He couldn't control it. I had the gun in my hand but I couldn't do it."

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"Is he okay?" Wyatt asked. He was getting the feeling he wasn't, though.

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Her voice cracked as she replied. "No. He's not. Nathan flew in. He grabbed Peter and they flew off into the sky. There was an explosion. Neither one of them came back."

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Wyatt hugged Isabel tighter. "Are you sure?" he said. "Maybe...maybe they're recovering somewhere?"

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Isabel wished they were but she knew it wasn't possible. "No. He wouldn't let me worry like that. And he knew I'd tell Sam. He wouldn't do that to Sam. He wouldn't hurt him like that."

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"God, I'm so sorry," Wyatt said. He felt helpless now; even with all his healing he couldn't go back in time and help.

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The tears started again. "So am I. I can't believe he's gone."

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Wyatt was definitely going to try to pull a few Twice Blessed Child strings to see if there was anything he could do, but he didn't want to get Isabel's hopes up. "Me neither," he murmured. "Does Sam know?"

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"I went to Fandom this morning. Peter had given me a letter to give to him," she answered. "Sam was just devastated."

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"Yeah, I know," Wyatt said. It probably felt just like when he'd thought Isabel had died. Which made him think of something. "Wait, are you all right? You were pretty close to him while he was...going nuclear?"

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Isabel nodded, "Just a few feet away. I could feel the heat he was giving off."

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Wyatt's hands began to glow against Isabel's back as he made sure she didn't need healing. "You're okay," he said in relief, totally modding her body. "Probably because of your alien metabolism. It let you handle more than a normal human."

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"I didn't even think about that," she admitted with a sigh. "I'm glad you're here to check."

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Wyatt guided her over to the bed and sat her down, then sat beside her, arm still around her. "What can I do?" he asked quietly.

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"Can you just hold me? And don't let go?" Isabel asked.

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"I can do that," Wyatt said. He wouldn't be letting go for a long long time. He leaned back against the head of the bed, drawing Isabel with him so that she was nestled against him.

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She burrowed close into Wyatt's side, grasping Wyatt's free hand and holding on tightly as three days of no sleep and grief finally caught up with her. "Tired," she admitted.

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He kissed her forehead. "You should sleep," he said. "I'll be here when you wake up."

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Isabel couldn't help but think of Sam then. And how he'd be waking up alone. It made her hold Wyatt that much tighter. "Love you," Isabel murmured before slipping into a restless sleep.

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"Love you too," Wyatt said. He dozed a little, but for the most part he stayed awake through the night, just in case she woke up.