Halliwell Manor, San Francisco, Saturday afternoon

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Wyatt had tried not to get his hopes up, but he was still disappointed that there was no sign of Victoria. It wasn't fair that all the weird stuff followed them from Fandom, but not the good weird stuff like adorable future children. Isabel was disappointed, too, so they tried to distract themselves by snuggling on the couch and watching a marathon of Deadliest Catch.

And maybe occasionally grabbing the laptop to replay Chris's performance at Caritas. That would never get old.

[For phone calls from weetiny relatives!]

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"Why do I have a feeling graduation is going to be very interesting?" she wondered.

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"Between Phyre and Starina? Oh yeah," Wyatt said. He left out the part about Chris not talking to him recently at all.

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He didn't mention it. But somehow, knowing both Chris and Wyatt, Isabel wouldn't be surprised by the news. "Don't mock him too badly. Let it be a graduation present."

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"You ask so much of me," Wyatt said with a mock whine.

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"It's nothing you can't handle," Isabel told him. "And I'm sure you'll be rewarded if you do it."

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Wyatt perked up. "How?" he asked.

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"Chocolate ice cream," she said happily. "And if you're really good, hot fudge and whipped cream."

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"With a cherry on top?" Wyatt said, waggling his eyebrows as he snuggled closer to Isabel.

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"Absolutely. It's practically a requirement for a proper sundae."

Isabel sighed and slipped her hand under the edge of Wyatt's shirt to rest against warm skin. "We'll see her again one day? Won't we?"

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"Definitely," Wyatt said, nuzzling her shoulder. "I promise we will."

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"And you always keep your promises." She turned her head for kiss, wondering briefly if she should remind him of his promise to go kick demon butt. After a minute of a warm kiss, she decided the demons could wait. This was much more fun.

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Kissing was definitely more fun than demons. Wyatt wrapped his arms around Isabel and kissed her back, some small part of his mind wondering just when his grandfather was going to get home.

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Despite not being telepathic, Isabel was having similar thoughts. Which was why she kept her hands relatively still, which meant Wyatt's shirt was most definitely staying on. At least until they made it to his room.

Someday they'd have a place of their own where they wouldn't have to worry about people walking in on them

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At least the Manor had a lot more space and privacy (when Grandpa Victor wasn't there), and a lot less of a chance of fellow dorm residents attempting to listen in or holding up score cards once they left the room. So Wyatt was willing to be a little risky, which meant he was of the opinion his shirt should come off, and so should Isabel's.

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"We're not," Isabel asked a little breathlessly, "going to watch the last two episodes?" Nibble, nibble, kiss... "A true fan would."

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"Captain Phil," Wyatt murmured between kisses, "and the other captains would understand. And approve."

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Isabel was suddenly struck with an image of the various Deadliest Catch captains sitting across the room scoring them for effort using a 6.0 scale. The giggles made it rather difficult to continue.

"And cheer us on?"

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"Most of the boats don't have women on them," Wyatt said, trying to keep a straight face. "They have to live vicariously somehow."

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"That's what internet porn is for. Not that you'd know that," she teased. "As you suffer through those long, lonely nights without me."

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"They are such a torment," Wyatt sighed. "Snuggling with my roommate isn't nearly as fun."

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Isabel was highly amused that Wyatt managed to avoid any mention of internet porn in his response. "No, I'm sure it's not. That morning stubble's got to be a bitch."

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Wyatt's internet porn was carefully disguised on his laptop, since he no longer had the access to hide it on Chris's computer. Come to think of it, it had been far too long since he'd gotten on Chris's laptop and changed his bookmarks to go to porn sites. That would have to be remedied. But back to the matter -- and girl -- at hand. "Which is why I prefer waking up with you," he said.

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Poor Chris. Isabel would plan on being around to see the results if she knew what Wyatt was plotting.

"To wake up with me, we're going to have to get to bed and get to sleep first," she pointed out. "Not that I'm all that sleepy at the moment."

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"Then we'll have to figure out a way to kill some time until we're sleepy," Wyatt grinned.

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"I think I know a way or two to tire us out," Isabel grinned. A wave of her hand and the TV turned off. "And if we go upstairs, we can get tired with a lot less clothes on."