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Fork had awaken in a closet with a splitting, frying-pan induced headache. It took him awhile, but he managed to bust the door down. Unfortunately, it was daylight again and this stupid house had so many windows. He kept out of the direct sunlight and skulked, looking for Isabel. She was sleeping. In the sunroom. Bathed in sunlight. So. Not. Fair.

He amused himself for awhile by throwing things at her, but she'd woken up and TK'd stuff right back at him and promptly went back to sleep. Eventually he got bored and wandered upstairs, poking through rooms he could access. Then he discovered the attic. He had to scramble to cover up some of the windows, but it was shielded from the light enough to let him move about and explore. And there was an interesting book set on a stand in the center of the room. It seemed to quiver a bit when he tried to touch it (the Book, if it could talk, would've said it was confused by the sense of Wyatt-not-Wyatt, and if it had shoulders it would've shrugged and said, eh, how much damage could he do? If he gets out of hand I'll smack him down), but as he flipped through the pages, he began to realize that this Book could be fun to experiment with.

He was just definitely making sure his back was not to the door.

Date: 2009-02-09 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel had set an alarm to wake her up well before sunset. She would have liked to take a shower, but somehow being naked and wet just seemed to be a little too vulnerable of a position to be in given the whole my boyfriend has been temporarily replaced by a vampire situation. Instead she washed up as best she could and then went in search of Fork.

"Interesting reading?" she asked when she finally found him.

Date: 2009-02-09 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"There's some leftover Chinese in the fridge," Isabel replied. "But I doubt that's what you had in mind. And for the record? I'm pretty sure that's all good magic in that book. So I don't think you're going to have any luck."

Date: 2009-02-09 01:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Hopefully the book wouldn't let him. But just in case, Isabel started planning which heavy object in the attic would get tossed first. "Like I got creative with that frying pan?"

Date: 2009-02-09 01:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"So this time you'll see me when I hit you." She couldn't help but feel just a little creeped out by where he was looking. "You'll survive. I doubt you'll starve to death before this is over."

Date: 2009-02-09 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It doesn't work like that." At least Isabel hoped it didn't. "Besides, Angel can go for longer then a weekend without eating. He just gets cranky."

Date: 2009-02-09 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"And my other choice is letting him wake up to my dead body?" Isabel rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I don't think so."

Date: 2009-02-09 04:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She couldn't believe she was going to negotiate this, but he did have a point. While Isabel was fairly certain that Fork could survive till morning, did she really want to take a chance?

"Half a pint and you don't get near my neck."

Date: 2009-02-09 01:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Worlds, worlds, worlds of NO!" Isabel shuddered. "See the thing is? He's going to remember all of this. And that's a level of kink neither on of us need."

Date: 2009-02-09 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yeah, sure," she replied. "Maybe. But it doesn't matter. Because we're not finding out with you as a middleman."

"Just wait here for a minute," Isabel told him. "And don't read anything from the book. I don't want to see you vanquish your own ass accidentally."

Still half boggled that she was going to do what she was going to do, Isabel went in search of what she needed.

Date: 2009-02-10 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Five minutes later, Isabel was back with what she'd gone looking for.

A roll of gauze, a very sharp knife, and a glass. But not just any glass. She wouldn't be pretentious and use a wine glass. No, instead Isabel found the a glass that must have been left over from when Wyatt and Chris were younger. The colors on it were faded, but the Space Battles figures were still quite visible.

"I cannot believe I'm going to do this," she muttered.

Date: 2009-02-10 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"No. I just love my boyfriend and want to make sure that I get him back."

Isabel picked up the knife, took a deep breath and drew it deeply across her palm.

Date: 2009-02-10 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"You'll use a glass or you won't get any," she warned, holding her hand over the glass and watching the blood drip down.

Date: 2009-02-10 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
The only way to make it go faster would be to open up her wrist. And that wasn't going to happen. "Just relax. The world isn't going to end if you have to wait a few minutes more."

Date: 2009-02-10 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It is different. I told you I was an alien."

The glass was mostly full so Isabel, stepped back and reached for the gauze.

Date: 2009-02-10 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"You should have savored it then," Isabel said, prepared to thump him about if he decided he wanted more. "That's all you're going to get."

Date: 2009-02-10 03:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She rolled her eyes. "When I see you start wasting away, then maybe I'll reconsider. But for now? You look perfectly healthy. Well, except for the pallor."

Date: 2009-02-10 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Checkers is probably the only suggestion you'd make that I'd agree to."

It was going to be a very long night.


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