Roswell, Friday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

In the midst of packing and generally being pissed as hell at the world, Isabel snuck away for a few minutes to send some emails.

To: M.Parker@fandomhigh.net, jack.harkness@fandomhigh.net, peter.parker@fandomhigh.net, greg.sanders@fandomhigh.net
From: isabel.evans@fandomhigh.net
Subject: Made it back to Roswell


I'm here. And oh do I wish I was there.

Remember I said it was going to be a nice peaceful visit? That everything seemed calm in the emails and phone calls I got from everyone here?

They lied. They didn't want to worry me.

Long story short, Max has been an idiot. Yes, color me shocked. My folks are pissed at him and have decided we need some quality time together as a family. So we can bond. What that really means is that they're using me as a go-between and are hoping I can convince him to explain to them what is really going on. It would be so much easier if he would just tell them the truth. But I think the expression there is a snowball's chance in hell.

Anyway, to get this togetherness time, we're going camping. Which means no email. And possibly no cell phone although I'm bringing mine with me in the desperate hope that I'll be able to find some spot that has coverage. I don't care if it means I have to climb a tree. I'll do it.

So don't panic if you don't hear from me till the end of the week. I am still here on the planet. I'm just trapped in hell.

Miss you all already.

Isabel

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To: isabel.evans@fandomhigh.net
From: greg.sanders@fandomhigh.net
Subject: Made it back to Roswell

Oh, honey. Is everything going to be okay with Max?

I lived through today. That guy who hates me didn't kill me today. It's a plus.

Also, I wrote a will. You know, in case.

We miss you hugely and wish you were here. :(

xoxo
Greg