Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After brunch, Isabel had gone for a long walk through the preserve, eventually winding up on the beach where she became a victim of the water balloon ninja. Even though she could dry herself off easily enough, she still got chilled in the cool air.

That was why she was currently dressed in her warmest pajamas and wrapped in a blanket as she tried to work through her lists of things to do for prom. At least in theory Isabel was working through her to do list, mostly she was staring into space thinking about tomorrow's trip to Roswell.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"The mouse is smart and lucky," Isabel explained, closing her eyes and trying to relax. She was fairly certain the next day would be horrible, but for now she concentrated on the feel of Jack's arms around her and the music from the cartoons. It was almost enough to keep the worries away.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack glanced down, smiling when he saw her eyes were closed. Turning his attention back to the screen, he kept up a running commentary, voice low and soft.

When she finally went limp against him, his voice was hoarse. He carefully shut the lid on the laptop, not wanting to disturb her, and closed his eyes. It wasn't long before he was fast asleep.