izzyalienqueen | Lake Mead Recreation Area, Wednesday evening

Given the angel statues, plague, kidnappers, evil teddy bears and other crises they'd had to deal with, it was hard to believe it had only been two years, Isabel thought as she set things up for that evening's date. Fortunately, other then random weirdness, things had been pretty quiet since they'd left Fandom. That thought that caused immediate facepalming, because wow, jinx much?

Since it was Vegas there were certainly more exciting ways to spend the evening, but Isabel figured a picnic under the stars that recreated their first date would be more romantic and hopefully make up for how busy she'd been with school and work the last few weeks.

After setting up the blankets and double checking the contents of the coolers, Isabel stretched out on the blanket with her management book to study while she waited for Wyatt to arrive.

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~~She was going to be there with popcorn when that happened.~~

"No," she teased. "You wouldn't. I'm not the only one that likes flirting with Ronan."

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"I do not flirt with Ronan," Wyatt protested. "He flirts with me."

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Ronan flirted with anyone with a heartbeat. "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that."

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"Fine," Wyatt said mildly, "you just point out when you think I'm flirting with him and we'll see who's right."

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"And stop the amusing banter? That takes all the fun out of it." Denial, it wasn't just a river in Egypt. "Besides, Gawain sort of proves my point. Even if it is another reality."

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"Other realities don't count!" Wyatt said. "If they did I'd be a vampire."

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Isabel dissolved into giggles at that particular memory. "Yes, that's right. The ever so intimidating...Fork."

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Wyatt made a face. "I refuse to believe that I'm that uncool in any reality," he said.

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She had to point out the bright side. "At least you didn't sparkle? That automatically gives you points on the vampire coolness scale."

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Wyatt snorted. "Yeah, there's that at least," he said. "Not to mention if I acted like that creep in those books you'd kick my ass."

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"Oh god," Isabel sighed. "I had this conversation with someone in the library the other day. I'm sorry but sneaking into someone's room to watch them sleep is not romantic. It's stalking. What's sad though, is that he reminds me of how Max used to lurk around the Crashdown just to watch Liz back when the whole alien thing was still a big secret."

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"At least he didn't knock her up with alien spawn that had to be chewed out of her?" Wyatt said helpfully. This was such a romantic conversation now, really.

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"Now that's a mental image I really, really didn't need," she replied with a shudder. "And on that note. Topic change because seriously. So not romantic."

Shudders of disgust over, Isabel leaned in for soft kiss. "So, two years. Pretty amazing don't you agree?"

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"Sometimes I still can't believe how lucky I am," Wyatt said, cupping his hand to her cheek.

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"If I say I'm the lucky one, are we going to start arguing over who's luckier?" Isabel asked, rubbing her cheek against his hand.

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"I'd have to throw down," Wyatt said gravely.

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"Is that some sort of challenge?" Because Isabel loved a challenge.

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"Might be," Wyatt grinned.

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"Good thing I'm up for it then." With a quick shift of her body, Isabel did her best to push Wyatt onto his back as her hands reached for his waist, her fingers wiggling eagerly in anticipation of tickling.

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Wyatt didn't resist being pushed down, but he did grab for her wrists to prevent the tickling. "Fighting dirty, I see?" he teased.

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"I'd be reaching a little lower if I were going to fight dirty," she grinned.

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"That gives me ideas," Wyatt said, letting go of her wrists and trying to grope her chest.

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Isabel took the opportunity to try and tickle him again. "Interesting idea. Let me think about it a bit."

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Wyatt totally copped a feel then started to do some tickling of his own. "I'll win this, you know I will," he snickered.

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Sadly Isabel was extremely ticklish if you hit the right spots. And Wyatt knew them all. "I'll go down fighting!" she gasped, torn between wiggling away and continuing the fight.