Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had finally flipped the calendar to April, which only served to remind her that it had been almost a month since she left for Antar and everything changed. Logically she knew the longer she waited to call back to Roswell, the worse it was going to be. But it didn't make dialing the phone any easier.

The number was entered, all she had to do was hit send.

Eventually.

The door was closed.

[ooc: Door is closed but post is open.]

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack was on his way to see Cedric, but Isabel's room was right there, and it was time to work on her shoulder again, so he knocked.