Room 406, late evening

Apr 15, 2008 22:39

It had been one of those days.

But it was over and everyone was at least physically okay. As far as mentally, Isabel was afraid that might be another story.

It was only after Wyatt had orbed them back from the preserve and they'd gotten cleaned up and were curled on the bed that Isabel finally spoke. "Talk to me?"

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blessed_twice April 16 2008, 03:02:13 UTC
Wyatt shrugged. He'd been silent since their return. "Don't have anything to say," he said.

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izzyalienqueen April 16 2008, 03:07:27 UTC
So it was going to be one of those conversations, Isabel realized. "Your brother got turned into a spider and then tried to beat the hell out of you."

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blessed_twice April 16 2008, 03:08:33 UTC
"Yeah," Wyatt said. "But he's okay now, and so is Prue, that's what matters."

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izzyalienqueen April 16 2008, 03:10:37 UTC
"You matter too," she said quietly.

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