izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-12-15 09:21 pm

Room 406, evening

After starting the day at the gym and then dropping Benjamin off at Sam's Isabel went off to Tortall for Alanna's Ordeal. The trip had been both fun and exhausting. She'd met some of Alanna's friends and had long talks with both Bel and Angel. But through it all she still worried about Cedric.

After unpacking and spending so quality time with Annie, Isabel stretched out on her bed and dozed off, only to wake when she heard her phone ring. She got to it just as the call went to voicemail, so she waited a minute then checked the message. She was halfway out the door when she realized that Jack probably would not want to be disturbed. Morning would come soon enough.

Smiling, Isabel went back to bed and quickly fell back asleep.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-16 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Greg tiptoed quietly up the stairs and knocked softly on Isabel's door.

Then he quietly stuck his head in. "Isabel," he hissed. "Are you awake?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-16 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe?" she blinked. "Are you a dream?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I was, would I tell you?" Greg wondered, stepping into the room.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know. Would you?" Isabel sat up and rubbed her eyes. "It wouldn't surprise me. The last few days have been kind of dream-like. Complete with castles, knights, a prince, a rogue and an evil wizard."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg frowned, crossing over to her bed. "Uh oh?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"No not really," she said, scooting over to make room for him. "Alanna had her Ordeal. It's the final test in order to become a knight. A few of us went home with her for the weekend. Execpt through the magic of Fandom time, we left this afternoon, spent the weekend and then came back a few hours after we left. I have interdimensional jet lag."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I should let you sleep," Greg said, pushing a little hair off her face."I just wanted to say hi and see how you are. Oops."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel turned her head to kiss his palm. "I'm fine. I had a nap. I got good news. You're here. Life is good."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg smiled. "Good news? Something other than the Alanna thingie?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yup, Cedric's back. He'd gone missing earlier in the week and Jack and I were pretty worried. But he's back. Jack left me a message earlier." She leaned closer, nuzzling his neck. "So that's one rescue mission to England off the agenda."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg pulled her closer. "No rescue missions," he said softly. "At least not without bringing me."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yup, because you're in charge of the first aid kit and things that go boom. So," Isabel said idly as her hands slipped under his shirt. "would you like an early Christmas present?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg raised his eyebrows. "I believe I would."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"You need to thank Sam Carter for this one. She gave me the article." She very carefully started to nibble on his ear.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg blinked and shivered slightly. "Article?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmm hmmm.." Isabel murmured, working her way down his neck. "Cosmo, Always interesting and informative."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg made a noise low in his throat and traced his hands over her sides. "Ooh. Itake back every negative thing I've said about it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Even better?" she said, tugging on his shirt, "the new issue comes out right when the break starts. So you could get another present like this one."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like presents," Greg mumbled happily, lifint his arms so that the shirt could come off and setting to work on Isabel's.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-17 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"And then there's the ones you can actually unwrap," Isabel said, lifting up her own arms. "I believe there's several of those with your name on them."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Greg arched his brows. "Ooh. I think I kind of like this kind of present, though," he said, moving in to kiss her neck.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Color me shocked," she chuckled, sliding her hands up his sides, even as her lips traveled down over his neck and onto his shoulder. "Are you staying for the holiday?"

What? The girl can multitask.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm?"

The boy? Not so much with the multitasking.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel pulled back and waited for him to focus on her. Of course it didn't help that her hands didn't stop moving over his skin.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Um. Plans for Christmas. Yes! I am going home," Greg said, still a bit distracted.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh," she said, hopefully keeping any disappointment out her voice. "Well in that case I'm going to make sure you remember me while you're gone."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll be back for New Year's," he promised, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I'll survive," Isabel smiled. "Though it will be difficult. She tugged Greg down onto the bed and leaned over him as her hair fell forward onto his chest.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmmmm," Greg sighed happily. "It will. Very, very difficult. So we should try to be very, very memorable."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel grinned wickedly and returned to kissing his shoulder, slowly working her way down his chest.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-12-18 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Greg gave a soft groan and shivered, and mentally made a note to wake Isabel up more often in the future.

[Wheee, FTB]