Room 406, late afternoon/early evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Work and being social meant that Isabel was more then content to spend Sunday quietly in her room doing some writing, reading for class and surfing around on the web.

Then the phone rang. Recognizing the number, Isabel flipped open the phone. "Hi Maria. What's up?"



Maria began to babble so quickly, Isabel couldn't understand a word she was saying. "Dammit Maria, take a hit of cypress oil and calm down!"

She waited, but Maria was still babbling and Isabel was starting to get worried. "Put your mother on. Better yet? Is the sheriff there? Put him on!"

Thirty seconds, and one dropped phone later, Jim Valenti was on the line.

"Sheriff? What's going on?"

Isabel jumped to her feet as he started to explain.

"No. It's not possible."

"How?" And even more important, "How are they?"

"I want to talk to them."



Thirty minutes later, Isabel hung up the phone and sat in stunned silence for a few minutes as the shock wore off. Then she let out a yell of pure glee, before starting to pack.

The door was open.

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh stop that," she scolded. "One last hug before you wind up with an armful of cat?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders held his arms out, twitching the fingers of one hand in a 'bring it' gesture. "Hit me, big sis."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Consider yourself hit," Isabel said, hugging him hard for a long minute before stepping back and scooping up a curious Annie from her suitcase.

"Here you go. One kitty."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"And a very cuddly kitty it is," Anders said as he shouldered the bag of kitty supplies and took Annie from her. "I promise I'll take good care of her for you."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said. "Now I'd better get to packing. I'm leaving right after classes tomorrow. I'll call you during the week. Let you know how things are going."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You better." Anders nudged her lightly with his elbow. "Or I'll follow you to Roswell just to give you the puppydog face."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel nudged back. "I promise. I'll be back, so no puppy dog face will be needed."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"It better not be." Anders leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "Safe trip, big sis."

With a quick smile over his shoulder, he disappeared out the door with a kitten and her things in his arms.