Las Vegas, Monday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

The summer semester was over and Isabel had a few days of down before the fall semester began. It was hard to believe she only had two more semesters until she graduated. She had a feeling the time was going to go by quickly. That thought might be why she was perusing want ads although maybe she should be considering positions in San Francisco in the future.

Last week's Project Runway was playing on the TV and job searching was on the verge of losing out to Farmville. Isabel had priorities after all.

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[blessed_twice]

Hunting demons was sometimes messy work.

Tonight was one of those times.

Isabel might be happy to see Wyatt as he orbed in, but not the green goo that he was covered with.

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Isabel had been feeding her new wildlife baby and tending her crops when she suddenly looked up, aware that she was no longer alone in the apartment.

"You're blocking Nina's bitchface." The part about dripping goo on the carpet was left unsaid. It wasn't the first time it had happened, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

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Wyatt glanced over his shoulder at the TV. "I think I saw that same expression on one of the demons I vanquished tonight," he said.

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"Well he probably had plans of mayhem and chaos for later in the evening. Your ruined them."

Setting her laptop aside, Isabel got to her feet and studied Wyatt, looking for a clean spot to kiss hello. "Of course it looks like he had a small bit of revenge."

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Wyatt dragged a hand across his mouth and cheek, trying to clean off a spot. "I liked this jacket," he said mournfully.

Hence not changing before coming to see Isabel. She could fix it, right?

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Her hand was already out, reaching for the dishtowel that suddenly flew in from the kitchen. Amused, Isabel finished wiping off the last of the goo from Wyatt's cheek before every so carefully leaning in for a very quick kiss. "It is a very nice jacket. I suppose I could help you do your laundry...If you make it worth my while."

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"And just how do you propose I do that?" Wyatt said. He probably wasn't helping his case by making grabby hands at his girlfriend and trying to pull her against him.

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Gee, one track mind much? Not that Isabel was resisting all that much. Fortunately her pajama pants and t-shirt were easily cleanable. "Dinner and dancing would be a nice start. Then maybe some dessert."

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"That can be arranged," Wyatt said, oh-so-romantically smearing green demon goo on her as he drew her close. "Any place in particular?"

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At least the demon goo didn't smell. This time.

"One of the bartenders has moved on to Tryst at the Wynn. She said she could get us on the guest list one night if I was interested." Which Isabel most certainly was since it was one of the more exclusive clubs on the Strip.

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"I definitely think they won't let me in looking like this," Wyatt said, glancing down at himself. "Unless slime is the latest fashion in Vegas."

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"No, I don't think denim and demon goo are on the approved dress code. I think you should wear those slacks that fit you so well," Isabel grinned, sliding her hand over his hips to emphasize her point. "A nice shirt. Maybe a jacket. It'll make it fun to undress you later on."

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"Do I have to wear a tie?" Wyatt whined whined.

Though the though of the undressing was making the idea very worth it.

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"Maybe? At least for a little while?" There were puppy eyes pointing in Wyatt's direction. Sad, sad, puppy eyes. "You're not the only one that'll be wearing something uncomfortable. I'll be wearing my heels. You know the ones that almost make me as tall as you? They look good but they're not the most comfortable."

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Not the eyes, not the eyes!

Then again, the heels meant he thought he was getting the better part of the deal.

"OK," he said. "For those heels you get a tie." And pretty much anything else she wanted, not that he was going to out right say that.

As if she didn't know already.

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The heels did do very nice things to her legs. Something she was sure Wyatt would appreciate. And the right color tie would do wonderful things for his eyes. Gee they were both winners.

"Awesome. I'll have her put us on the list for Friday." Since Saturday would be damn near impossible. "But in the meantime, you...okay, we should get cleaned up. Then I need your help deciding something."

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"Deciding what?" Wyatt asked, gingerly peeling off his jacket. At least he was trying not to get more demon guts all over the carpet.

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"Future employment for one," she replied, doing her best to aid in the removal of said jacket. Alien-fu made it easy enough to clean up goo, but it didn't mean Isabel wanted to do more then she had to. "Post-graduation plans for another."

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Wyatt was all about abusing the alien foo to deal with the demon guts. And he wasn't ashamed to admit it.

"I vote for a post-graduation vacation," he said. "Where are you looking for jobs?"

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Since Isabel regularly took advantage of orbing travel, they were even. Funny how that all worked out.

"Vacation is good. It'll be nice to go away without worrying about papers or studying for a change, Isabel agreed. Which didn't really answer the question of where she was looking did it.

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"Anywhere you want," Wyatt grinned. "You deserve it for all your hard work."

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"And you've just been taking it easy the last few years? I think we both deserve it."

With one last tug, the goo covered jacket was removed and TK'd over to the tile floor in the kitchenette. Fortunately it seemed to have protected Wyatt's shirt enough that Isabel was able to slide her arms around his waist without worrying about too much goo.

"Would you be mad if I said I might want to spend another here in Vegas?" she said quietly.

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"You have a good job offer here?" Wyatt asked, slipping his arms around her as well. "Or are you having a tawdry affair with a Vegas showgirl and you're not ready to leave her?"

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"He's a cabana boy at the Hard Rock," Isabel teased, relieved that Wyatt didn't seem too upset at the thought of a delay in her moving to San Francisco. "But seriously, there's a position at the hotel. It's a few steps up from my glorified gopher role but it would definitely be good for my resume."

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"Can't argue with that," Wyatt said. "Well, I could. I'd love to be able to see you every day and wake up with you every morning."

A beat.

"Minus the cabana boy."

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"He's gone. I was getting sick of the smell of sunscreen."

She sighed, because the picture he painted was a tempting one. "I want that to, believe me. Which is why I'm not jumping for joy over this job despite how perfect it would be for me."

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"Well, I could orb you to work every morning," Wyatt suggested. Though if he ended up unexpectedly fighting demons, she'd have a hard time calling in to work.

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"In theory that could work. Until you were out in the midst of hunting down and demon when I needed to get out back here." Damn finding the obvious flaws in the plan. "Somehow 'Gee Mr. Demon, can you hold on with the chaos for ten minutes? I need to orb my girlfriend to work,' just doesn't seem like it'll work."

"Dammit."

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Parker had thoughts. Might as well share them.

*ring*

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Ah, the usefulness of personalized ringtones. "Hey! What's up? How are the inmates in the asylum?"

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"Working on scattering to the four winds, at least for a year. I'm packing for Burning Man so I don't have to think about it." Parker squinted at the calendar. "If I came by to crash for a couple days before hand, would that overlap your classes?"

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"No, you're good. Classes start on the 29th," Isabel replied. "So I'll have some time to hang out before you head out to the insanity."

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"Perfect," Parker said, throwing her sandals in her bag, and ticking that off her list. "You're graduating this year. What do you want for a really big present?"

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"I know, I can't believe it." It seemed like only yesterday that she'd moved into the dorms. Which were never as much fun as the Fandom dorms. For one thing there had been a severe lack of random whimsy. "I'm not sure about a present, but the ceremony is May 12. I do want you there. You can have fun intimidating Max."

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"Oh hell yes. I do so love intimidating your brother." Parker grinned wickedly, then huffed into the phone. "Meanwhile, several of my geniuses are going on sabbatical for a year. I am annoyed."

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"Why? Doesn't that mean things will be a little more peaceful for you?" Although Isabel truly believed that if things got too peaceful Parker would probably be bored to tears. "Give them a number to a good law firm before they leave though. Just to be on the safe side."

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"Well, point. Ben's leaving for NSA training, and I'm not sure he'll be back. Kyle needs to 'find himself' by which I think he means 'skydive off every cliff Jarod dove off, just to prove I can.' Jarod..." She sighed. "Needs a break to do his. Thing. That. You know." Independent vengeance and justice. "And Alex is ... I don't know what the hell I'm going to do about Alex. He's a loose cannon, even worse than Kyle."

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"Maybe he still needs to find his purpose," Isabel offered. "Jarod has his thing. And he'd better be careful doing it by the way. Maybe Alex needs to figure out what it is that he really wants to do."

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"I know I'm biased. Maybe you're right. I hope you're right." Parker grimaced, trying to pick out her purse to take with her. "I'll be keeping an eye on the newsfeeds for him anyway... they can all work remotely, if they want to." She was quiet a moment. "Jarod always needs to leave. And not say where he's going, even if he is being careful."

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"He leaves, but he does come home. That's what important." She had to give Parker a lot of credit for being able to put up with it. Isabel was pretty sure she'd go crazy with worry after the second week. "And don't they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder?"

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"They're not wrong," Parker allowed. As much as she wanted to keep Jarod within sight to make sure he was okay, the hyperactivity had her wanting to shoot him three times a day. "I just have to keep stomping on the urge to lo-jack him without telling him. It wouldn't work anyway." She shook her head. "How's Wyatt, and the rest of his family?"

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"No lo-jacking. But I promise, if you ever get to the point where you're really worried, you know that between Wyatt and I we'd be able to track him down." There were things to be said for magic and alien-fu after all.

"Busy. There are some demons giving them some trouble at the moment." There were always demons giving them trouble if Isabel were honest. It went with being a Halliwell. "So Wyatt and Chris are out hunting tonight. If I didn't have to work tomorrow morning I'd have tagged along."

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That did settle Parker's metaphorical feathers a bit. It was good to know that she'd have back-up if she needed it, if he ever did go really missing again.

"They have too much fun doing that," Parker said, then shook her head. "How is work plus school going? Any last-minute worries?"

Hmm. A Lotus. Would Isabel like one of those?

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A Lotus would be fun. After she fought Wyatt for the keys.

"No worries. I've only got about twenty-six credits to go. Spread out over two semesters, that's easy." There was a reason Isabel hadn't taken summers off. "Hell, I was just sitting here looking at job listings."

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"Where are you thinking? Spa? I vote spa." And free weekends for your friends, never mind that Parker could *own* a spa. It was the principle of the thing.

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"Somehow I don't think my Meetings and Events Management degree covers aromatherapy and massage," she pointed out. "Not that there's anything wrong with that. Hell I'm a huge fan. But seriously, there's a posting for meeting services supervisor at the hotel. It's a few levels up the food chain but I think I'm qualified. I'm considering putting in for it."