Room 406, Very late

[izzyalienqueen]

After spending the afternoon getting ready and the evening hunting mummies, Isabel was exhausted. She was also banged up and dirty from being tossed around, and bloody from the gouges the mummy had clawed into her neck. After checking back in at Rory's room and getting her injuries looked at, she headed up to her room for a shower and sleep.

She left her door unlocked.

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg knocked twice and let himself in, after he had made a quick stop by 313 to change into sweats and a lighter t-shirt. "Isabel?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The sound of the shower running could be heard through the bathroom door. A few minutes later it turned off. A few minutes after that, Isabel opened the door to the bathroom and stepped out, waving a hand over her hair and the bandages on her neck to dry them. Greg would probably recognize the t-shirt she's wearing with a pair of flannel sleep pants.

"Hi," she said quietly.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I like your shirt," he said casually, leaning against the closed door. "How are you feeling?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel managed a half smile, "It's comfy. You didn't think you'd get it back did you?" She started across the room, stopping next to her bed and feeling somewhat shy. "I'm tired," she admitted.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Me too," he decided, going over and flopping onto her bed, taking up as much room as possibl and grinning up idiotically at her. "You have a comfy bed."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It is," she said as she tried to tug the blankets down from underneath Greg's sprawled body. "Do you think there's any room for me there?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Maaaaaybe," he drawled scooting over just a little. "Do you think that's enough room?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It better be," Isabel said as she tried to fit herself into the tiny space, wincing as some of her bruises made themselves known. "I not sure I'll be awake much longer."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"That's fine," Greg said, switching the playfulness for a quieter tone, and scooting to make more room as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "That's totally fine. What can I do to make things better?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel burrowed into his side, draping an arm over his chest and resting her head his shoulder. "This is perfect," she said, tipping her head to kiss his jaw.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Well good, because this is something I can do," he said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'm glad you're okay, by the way."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You do it well," Isabel said with a small smile. "It got scary. But we're all mostly okay. That's what matters." Then she yawned.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Go to sleep, honey," he encouraged, wrapping his other arm around her. "You're exhausted. And I'm not going anywhere."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was mostly asleep by that point. But she still managed one last, quiet whisper, "Good."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Night," he whispered, resting his cheek against her hair and shutting his eyes.