Room 406, Sunday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

Despite waking up several times still feeling the mummy's claws digging into her neck, Isabel had slept reasonably well. It had helped that each time she woke up, there was someone to hold onto as she went back to sleep. She doesn't have to be anywhere until cheerleading practice, and given how stiff and sore she feels, Isabel isn't certain she's actually going to be doing much practice. But she'll go, because she is part of the team.

For now though, she's content to doze, snuggled up next to Greg.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

The walk from Parker's room to Isabel's had given him time to calm down a bit, but he was still fuming when he knocked on her door.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was warm, cozy and half asleep when she heard the knock. With a sigh, she slipped from the bed and opened the door. When she saw the look on Jack's face, she stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind her. "Hi," she said quietly.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I'm not allowed in your room anymore?" Jack asked, cataloguing each of her injuries: bandaged neck, scratched hands, and she was moving like she was hurting. "That why you didn't tell me you were going out to hunt mummies?" He was trying to keep the anger out of his voice, but he couldn't hide it completely.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh crap was Isabel's first thought. The second was the sudden realization that this must be how Michael felt every time she yelled at him after he did something stupid. "Jack, I'm sorry," she said simply, as she reached out to touch his arm.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack stepped back, pulling away from her touch, and crossed his arms in front of him. "So am I, Isabel. Seriously. I can't help but think you don't trust me. And that kind of hurts." He stared at her, expressionless. "If you did, you would have told me. If you did, we wouldn't be standing in the hallway."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg eventually began to stir a little, shifting slightly on the bed, unconciously tightening his arm around her a little and blinking as he woke.

"Morning," he whispered, in case she wasn't awake.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel blinked and then smiled sleepily. "Morning."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"You sleep okay?" he asked, lightly kissing her temple.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"For the most part," she said, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder. "I'm glad you were here."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"No, you're injured, and the cheer captain is unconscious," he pointed out.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel frowned. "But I could at least go and watch. You wouldn't want me to look silly at the game next week," she said half-heartedly.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I also want you to get better so you can actually be at the game next week. You need to rest," he said firmly.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Considering that she didn't feel up to the walk to the gym, let alone doing anything remotely resembling cheering, Isabel gave in. "Okay. I'll stay here and rest," she promised.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm personally against being titled as the princess of anything," he said seriously.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel smirked just a bit. "There's goes my first choice then. Princess of the Sparkly Fires. But what title would you prefer then?" she asked as she squeezed his hand gently.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Well, I could live with being a king," he told her thoughtfully. "Seriously, though? I mean, if you want to...stick titles on this, I'd be okay with that. But if you want to keep it open so you can date other eople and stuff, then I'm totally okay with that too," Greg amended a bit nervously.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I don't mind titles," Isabel said sincerely. "Because anything else would mean that I'm still looking to find something better. And I'm not going to. And it's not that I'm settling or anything like that. Far from it." She gave an embarassed laugh. "This is the happiest I've been in a long time. Maybe ever. Why would I want to mess with that?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I'm good with any day that ends in Y," Greg said, pretending to think about it. "How's Wednesday?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Let me check my schedule." Isabel mimed looking through a planner and smiled. "That would be perfect. Because Tuesday I'm having dinner with the Queen. Thursday I'm off to the opera. I can fit you in Wednesday."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, how am I going to manage to live up to such high-class plans?" he asked, giving an exaggerated wince. "I mean, the queen. I suppose I could wear a crown or something, to make things more regal."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Be you," she assured him. "That's all I'd ever want. Well that or I can make you a Princess Sparkle Fire crown if you really, really want one."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I think you've persuaded me," he murmured, bumping his nose against hers. "But I think you also made me completely forget what I've been persuaded to do."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm...," Isabel tipped her forehead to rest against his. "I think there was something about dinner. But I'm not sure."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"And a crown, so I can be regal," he mused, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "Or something."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Or something," she whispered, bringing her hand up to trace his cheek.