Nick rode up to the house Isabel was staying at in LA. He rang the intercom button and when quired said he was here for Isabel.
A minute later Isabel came running out.
"Hey," she said.
Nick handed her a helmet, then got back on his motorcycle. Isabel fumbled with the stamp for a minute, cheated with atom manipulation and straddle the bike behind him, wrapping her arms firmly around his waist. Nick sped off and Isabel held in a cheer of exhultation.
Being with Nick was wonderful. And frustrating. He got bored with questions but he was so much fun to be with. Either way, it was still... a refreshing change of place since the whole thing with Alex. Isabel was very glad that Alex was in Roswell now.
But, enough of Alex. She was with Nick.