izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-03-18 07:51 pm
Entry tags:

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 2007-03-21 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?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"No," he said, almost sadly as he remembered Sam. "No thingies. Not tonight." He pulled himself off the bed and slipped off his shirt, glancing over at her. "Isabel, there is nowhere better to be. If you need me, this is where I belong."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel studied him, wondering what was going on. "I won't tell you to go." She slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I know you won't," he said to the closed door and sat on the bed to pull off his socks. He was going to have to start keeping clothes in Isabel's room if this kept up, but for now, he'd sleep in jeans.

Jack pulled back the covers, waiting for Isabel to come back so he could lie between her and the door, and sighed as he realised that was something he'd learned from Sam.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
The door opened and Isabel stepped out wearing her penguin pajamas. "Me first?" she asked sitting on the edge of the bed and eyeing his jeans. "You've got something on under them?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You first, and yeah, the usual," he replied, nudging her to lie down.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Then be comfortable," she said, sliding under the covers. "I'll even close my eyes."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Like that would bother me," he laughed, but slipped out of his jeans. "Lights?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel reached up and turned the nightlight on and then turned the room light off leaving them bathed in the soft light from the star lamp. "That's been a big help."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Jack nodded and climbed into bed next to her, slipping an arm around her waist. "I'm glad."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Reaching down, she laced her fingers with his and held on tightly. "Can I ask a question?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Anything," he replied, closing his eyes as he let his head rest against hers.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-21 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Just because he said she could ask didn't mean Isabel believed he would answer. But she had to try. "What's wrong?"