"You'll go. Because it's what you do." For the first time Isabel hated that Wyatt was a Whitelighter. It was the first time only because Wyatt had managed to skip the Halliwell tradition of dying so far.

There was no solution that would make them both happy. Not that it was even possible to be happy when they'd lost so much. Arguing wasn't worth it Isabel realized.

She reached out slowly, needing contact.