Room 406, Later Saturday Evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After cheerleading practice, Isabel returned to her room and resumed making phone calls about Fourth of July. It looked like she might be able to pull off fireworks after all.

Eventually Greg got bored of listening to her harass vendors and nudged her until she promised to pay attention to him. After a few minutes of hedgehog charades, they managed to agree on watching the first season of Buddies.

The laptop's on a chair next to the bed, Isabel is comfortably sprawled across the bed, and Greg is curled in a ball on his pillow next to her.

The door is open.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack laughed softly. "Oh great, she'll have even more opportunities to shoot me, then, if we end up going." Rubbing her back, he said, "I'll say goodbye if I can. I still don't know how I left or where I went, and I probably never will. But if I've got any say in it, I'll find you before I go."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I think she'll have plenty of bad guys to shoot. So you should be safe." She shifted a little, enjoying the comfort of him rubbing her back. "That's all I can ask then."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack gave her one last squeeze, then reached out and retrieved the ice cream. "You can ask for anything you want and you'll get it, if I can give it to you. Ice cream for example. Which is getting very melted and since it's too good to waste..." He scooped out a big spoonful and grinned. "We'd better finish it."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're right," she smiled. "Way to good to let it go to waste. Hand it over..."