44 Blueberry Hill, Saturday

[sleepswthdemons]

Phoebe was tired of being cooped up and feeling a little restless. She couldn't seem to get comfortable and her emotions and hormones were slightly frayed.

Ok, more than slightly.

After some wheedling, begging and threatening, the boys had helped Phoebe get settled on the front porch swing.

She was, of course, wearing a jacket and there was a blanket nearby in case she got chilled. There was also a pitcher of Lavender Jasmine tea on the table next to her as well as her laptop and a selection of trashy novels.


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[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Hey stranger," Isabel replied, climbing the steps to the porch. "How are you?"

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"Much better now that you're here. How are you?"

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Tired," she admitted. "I took one of those walking tours in New Orleans. I feel like we walked forever. But it was really interesting."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad you had a good time." She smiled. "Want some tea?"

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"I'd love some," Isabel smiled. "It'll be nice to relax for a bit. How are you feeling? You look wonderful."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Thanks, Isabel. A bit tired lately but doing well." She handed Isabel a cup of tea.

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"I bet you're getting excited," she replied as she took the tea. "I know the guys are. Goofily so."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"They're going to be great dads."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, they will. If they survive you going into labor," Isabel laughed. "I'm predicting flailing on an epic scale."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

She giggled. "And fainting."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"And threatening. You know there's going to be threatening," she added, with a giggle of her own.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe nodded, trying to stop giggling. "Threatening us if we tell they fainted... or threatening the doctor?"

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Probably both. The doctor at first. Us after the fact. I'll have to make sure my camera's hidden in a safe place."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

She lost herself in giggles.

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

Isabel waited until Phoebe had recovered from the giggles. "I'm really happy for you guys." Ignore the touch of wistfulness in her voice.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe of course didn't miss that wistfulness.

"Thank you, Isabel. That means a lot." She gave her a serious look. "How are you?"

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," she replied, forcing a smile. "Life is good."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe let out a sigh that may have been a little frustrated.

"Why do people still insist on trying to not answer the question or lie to me," she grumbled. "Isabel, I'm an empath, remember. And, I'm a damn strong one now." Her voice was gentling. "Fine is the word, but the smile doesn't quite cover it."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

Which might have been the reason Isabel had been half-heartedly avoiding Phoebe. "I'm just thinking a lot," she admitted. "Deep thoughts."

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow at Isabel.

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

Isabel shrugged. She hadn't figured it out in her own head. She doubted she could explain it.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"Isabel, we're friends, correct?"

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"Saying no isn't going to stop you from saying what you want to say is it?" she asked with a wry smile.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"If you truly believe that, then yes, it will." She smiled faintly. "But I don't think you'd mean it if you said it."

[desertaliengirl.livejournal.com]

"I don't," Isabel admitted. "Tell me what you think. Everyone else has."