33 Apocolypse Ave, Late Wednesday afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had returned from the Reserve meeting and was talking things over with Wyatt when suddenly he'd orbed away.

And left her behind.

She was going to kill him when he got back. But until that happened, Isabel was going to pace the living room and worry.

[Expecting two but open to calls, texts or any other visitors or residents]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That is not the answer to every problem," Isabel pointed out.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"The passengers are fine, right?" Peter asked. "Just the teleporters get wi - " Peter was about to say 'wiped out' but given the current crisis that phrasing didn't seem appropriate. " - tired?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

No Peter, that would be very inappropriate.

"Tired, unsteady, not certain?" She was a passenger, not an expert. "When Wyatt brought me here it just felt different. Not like any of the hundreds of other times he orbed me places."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I can work with that," Peter said. Maybe a little pre-emptive healing mojo on Sam on the way over too, just to be safe.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well be careful. Things are happening too fast," Isabel warned. "What worked for us two days ago might not now. So it's all the more reason to get your ass in gear."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I'll talk to Sam when I get home," Peter promised. After he touched base with Nathan, of course. "I'm at work now but my shift'll be over soon."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Of course. "Sounds like a plan. But expect lots of texts until I actually see you here in Fandom."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Ditto," Peter said. "I'll see you soon."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You damn well better."

Or else. Don't make the cranky alien girl angry Peter. She's had a rough few days.