izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-03-18 07:51 pm
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Room 406, evening

It had been a very quiet Sunday for Isabel. After being up half the night, she finally fell into a deep sleep after the sun rose. After a visit to the gym, she returned to find a voicemail waiting for her. Shaking her head, she hoped Alec was doing okay.

At some point she was going to have to go out and spend some time in the common rooms, Isabel realized. But for now it's easier to stay in her room and read and think. Settling down on her bed, she started reading through her notes for Revolutions.

The door was open.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel relaxed against him, no longer silly, but as content as she'd been since she got back. "I missed you."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I missed you. You should have come with us." It was pushing too hard on the wall he'd thrown up, everything that had happened with Sam coming creeping back, so he kissed her hair, then moved back slightly. "You doing okay?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I think that would have cramped your style just a bit," she pointed out. Isabel let her arms drop from around him and shrugged. "I'm doing okay. Other then listening to Dawn vent, I pretty much kept to myself for the weekend."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack nodded and reached for her hand, drawing it up to his chest. "I really did have another reason for visiting," he said, and settled his other hand over the spot on her shoulder.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Closing her eyes and looking down, Isabel nodded. "I figured. I just was having too much fun to bring it up. Sometimes, like then, I can almost forget it's there."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's a very good thing," he said, squeezing her shoulder. "Let's do what we can to make it disappear. Where's the device?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, hopefully soon. I don't feel like answering questions when the warmer weather gets here." She reached under her bed, pulled out the small bag she'd put the device in the last time they used it and gave it to Jack. Unbuttoning her shirt, Isabel turned her back to him and pushed it and her bra strap off her shoulder.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He brushed his fingers across it, studying it. It had faded, the lines not so clear as they'd been. "No one needs to know but us." The device felt warm in his hands as he flicked it on, and he tipped his head to rest against Isabel's as he moved it over the tattoo.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She expected the sting, but it still made her hiss the tiniest little bit.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-20 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack kept the device moving in slow arcs. "It's definitely fading," he told her, hoping to distract her from the sting. "It looks more like a blur than any sort of script."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Isabel nodded. "I've looked." And willed it to be gone faster. "Thank you for doing this."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a problem, Isabel. Besides," he grinned and swirled his finger across her skin, below and around the mark, voice light and teasing, needing to make her smile, "I get to see extra bits of you naked. So I should be thanking you."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"You've seen more of me when I'm in my bikini," she replied, shaking her head. "Time's almost up."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I know. I was only teasing." He shook his head, then glanced at his watch. "Yeah, just another little bit...there." He flicked it off, gently pushing her bra strap and sweater back up. "And we're a little bit closer to it being gone."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel leaned back against him. "Too bad everything else won't go away as easily."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Jack set the device down and slipped his arms around her waist, settling her against his chest. "I don't think there's a nifty little gadget that can speed up everything else." He paused, considered, then added, "Unless you want your memories wiped, which I don't recommend."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"There's a few I wouldn't mind losing," she said quietly. Kivar's face once she agreed. The look on Max's face the first time he heard the rumors about the marriage after they'd gotten her out. "But I guess you can't pick and choose?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it's an all or nothing deal. You wouldn't want to, anyway, Isabel," he said quietly. "Having a big hole in your mind isn't much fun. And you never know when what yyou're missing will come back and bite you on the ass."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"And you'd know wouldn't you?" Isabel asked, turning to rest her her cheek against his chest. "It's just hard."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I know, Izzy. I know." He tucked her hair behind her ear, letting his hand linger. "Sam said you just have to give it time."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm trying. And during the day I can almost pull it off," she admitted.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Still not sleeping?" he asked, looking down at her, worried but not wanting to make it worse.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel shrugged, "I am. Sort of. Just not well. But it's been so long since I slept well I've forgotten what it's like."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned, making a decision. "All right. We can fix that, at least for tonight. Go put your pyjamas on," he said, opening his arms and giving her a gentle nudge. "And we'll go to bed."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't have somewhere better to be?" she asked, getting to her feet and rummaging in a drawer for pajamas. "A thingie to visit?"