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Isabel had put it off long enough. The mountain of papers, credit card offers, catalogs and various other mailings had accumulated over the holidays and she'd kept putting off dealing with it. Now, with an afternoon free, Isabel decided to banish the beast and reclaim that particular section of counter top.

Almost an hour later, the credit card offers had been shredded, the catalogs were sorted and Isabel was staring at the latest Fandom High alumni newsletter. How the hell had she missed this? Nathan was still alive? Was he hurt? How did he survive?

Too impatient to wait for Wyatt to get out of his classes, Isabel reached for her phone and dialed Portalocity.

An hour later she approached the steps of the still imposing Petrelli home and knocked on the door.

Date: 2010-01-25 05:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
Normally Angela would've had a servant get the door. But upon seeing who it was she knew that she would have to handle this directly. She opened the door and gave Isabel her coolest look.

"I wasn't aware you had an invitation."

Date: 2010-01-25 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
So much for nice, polite conversation.

"That's funny, I never needed one to a friend's home before."

Date: 2010-01-25 05:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"None of your friends live here," Angela said, as though Isabel needed that to be explained to her.

Date: 2010-01-25 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"No, my friend is dead," Isabel said, genuine sadness evident on her face. "But Nathan's not is he? I'd like to speak with him. Please."

Date: 2010-01-25 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
Angela refused to let her own emotions show, particularly regarding Peter's death. "Nathan is being cared for as he needs to be."

Date: 2010-01-25 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Angela's lack of emotion was only reaffirming Isabel's beliefs that the woman was made of ice. "What happened to him? Where is he?"

Date: 2010-01-25 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"Not here, which is all you need to know," Angela said.

Date: 2010-01-25 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"No it's not. Is he hurt?" Isabel asked, determined to find out the truth. "How badly? I can't believe you. Peter said you knew about the school. If Nathan's hurt why didn't you contact someone there? Contact me? I could have had healers here within an hour."

Date: 2010-01-25 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"Hasn't your school done enough damage to my sons?" Angela replied, with a if looks could kill expression. "None of this would've happened without that influence."

Which Angela was rather bitter about not having seen coming, all things considered.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel met Angela's look with her own Bitch, please expression. "Damage? You mean having friends? Having people that loved and cared about them? That kind of damage?"

Date: 2010-01-25 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"The kind of damage which put Nathan in harm's way!" Angela shot back.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Maybe if you'd been honest with them from the beginning," she bit out. "Instead of trying to manipulate things to suit yourself. Maybe if you hadn't been so willing to sacrifice Peter things would have been different."

Date: 2010-01-25 06:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"You are speaking of things you have no idea about," Angela said, her voice tight with anger. "Plans which have been in place for decades only to be ruined by arrogant schoolchildren!"

Date: 2010-01-25 06:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel laughed bitterly thinking of how the plans for the Royal Four had gone so wrong with the crash so many years ago. "Yeah, I know some people who'd love to sing the same song with you."

"I also know enough to know that being the cause of a million deaths would have killed Peter in the end. Something you should have known if you weren't such a cold hearted bitch."

Date: 2010-01-25 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
Angela didn't flinch. She did, however, reach for the door. "This conversation is over."

Date: 2010-01-25 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I will find him," Isabel said firmly. "He deserves more then to lie in some hospital bed just because he didn't meet your expectations."

Date: 2010-01-25 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"I wouldn't recommend it," Angela told her. "Nathan is under quite a lot of protection. I'm sure Peter wouldn't have liked it if something happened to you."

Angela, on the other hand, was fine with it.

Date: 2010-01-25 07:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"You're threatening me? I thought you usually just offered money to make people go away." Yes, Isabel still boggled that Angela had stooped to such a cliched method to try and get Sam out of Peter's life.

Date: 2010-01-25 07:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"I've decided to be more direct," Angela replied.

Date: 2010-01-25 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
As far as percieved threats went, Mr. Raines was still scarier.

Isabel shook her head. "You're a sad, pathetic woman. You had so much, and now it's gone. I hope you enjoy being alone."

Date: 2010-01-25 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somefamily.livejournal.com
"I will soon enough," Angela said, pointedly.

Date: 2010-01-25 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
It was hard to let Angela have the last word, but sometimes, Isabel knew, retreating while you were ahead was the better option. She'd gotten the answers she'd been looking for. Now she had to figure out what to do with the information.

"As you wish." Without another word, she turned and walked down the steps.

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