izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2011-11-18 07:54 pm
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Las Vegas, Friday Night

As soon as Wyatt orbed them back from Roswell, Isabel tossed her bag on the couch, pulled out her phone and tried to call her mother to apologize for missing dinner.

Except no one answered the phone.

Which was...odd.

"I guess you want to know what was going on," she said to Wyatt.

[Mostly for one, but calls are welcome.]

[identity profile] walks-two-paths.livejournal.com 2011-11-19 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll call you back when I know if she ..." She swallowed. "We'll fix this, right?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2011-11-19 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"We always do." She was not going to think about the inevitable time that would come when they couldn't. "Keep in touch, okay?"

[identity profile] walks-two-paths.livejournal.com 2011-11-19 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"You, too, Isabel," Savannah replied. "I'm not losing someone else."