San Francisco, Sunday Evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel tried not to think about the fact that things were quiet for the moment. Quiet was good. Quiet was wonderful in fact. But thinking about it too much was the surest way to wind up with the demon of the week shimmering in to break another table.

Instead she was going to focus on the fact that Victor was out of town, Victoria was sleeping, and she and Wyatt had the house to themselves for the night.

Just in time for the The Meandering Deceased finale.

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"The horrible thing is that they really did, and yes. 'We went off-roading to test the integrity of the tires, and Broot's kidney integrity.'" Poor Broots. He hated getting shanghaied into these things. "I decided Science didn't require me to witness the inevitable injuries. So I'm taking in the music and the local scenery." She grinned wickedly. "Some of it is gorgeous."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel snickered. "Somehow I don't think you're talking about the white sandy beaches."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"They're a good backdrop for all the tan bodies?" Parker grinned wickedly. "Jarod's taken to ditching his shirt a lot so I'll pay attention to him."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Now you have me wondering if my folks need some grand-baby time. Wyatt and I could head on down for a quick visit." It really was a tempting idea.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You should! Come on, you've got a Whitelighter, you need to take advantage of that!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm a responsible parent now, Parker! We're supposed to be setting a good example!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"To who, Victoria? She's a baby! She'll never know." Parker snickered. "We'll bring her back something nice, I'll get her some gorgeous stuff for the best baby niece ever."