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The Dorm Roof, Sunday Evening

As soon as they'd been given the all clear to leave Special Collections, Isabel had taken off for the dorm roof. It had been the last place she'd seen Wyatt and she hoped that meant that was where he'd reappear.

The trip across the campus was a blur as Isabel focused on remembering everything she could. Hot chocolate in the woods, laughing at a bad movie, burgers at the Crashdown, Max, Michael, her mom, her dad, that last moment on the roof before she turned and ran.

Oh please oh please oh please.....

Half afraid of what she would or wouldn't find, Isabel pushed open the door to the roof.

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Wyatt was indeed up on the roof, staring up at the night sky and wondering what the hell was going on. It had been morning just a heartbeat before, and the shield had been flickering and about to fail, with the Nothing waiting to rush in. Now it was gone and the stars were shining up above, with the lights of the town below, and beyond that the dimmer lights of the mainland.

"What the hell?" he was saying as Isabel rushed on to the roof.

"Told you we'd find a way to bring you back," Isabel said through so many very happy tears. "Remember?"

Then she launched herself at Wyatt because if seeing was believing, holding on for dear life would make it that much better.

Who needs to breath anyway?

"I tried to make it back, I did," Wyatt said, hugging her close. Truth be told, he'd been terrified he'd never seen her again.

"It's over? You found a way to stop it?"

"We did. It took everyone, remembering everything, everyone. But somehow those memories were strong enough to force it back," she explained, resting her head on his shoulder. "My family, Chris, our homes. Everything. It's all coming back."

His embrace tightened at that. "You're sure?" he said. He was going to want physical evidence of that pretty soon, just to be certain.

"Now that I've seen you? Positive." But physical evidence was going to have to wait a little bit. There was something that needed to be settled between them.

Isabel stepped back, her smile fading just a little. "I'm still kind of mad at you though."

"For what?" Wyatt said, frowning. "I told I had to stay up here as long as I could keep pumping power into the force field. And I tried to get back when it failed."

"This," Isabel said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the ring he'd orbed to her in Special Collections. "I was trying to hold it together and then suddenly this was in my hand. I fell apart. All over poor Savannah."

She held the ring out to Wyatt. "I wouldn't wear it."

Wyatt gingerly took the ring. "It was a promise that I'd come back," he said.

He sank down to one knee. "Will you wear it now?" he said. "Will you marry me?"

Oh look! More of those happy tears.

"Oh god yes," Isabel said immediately. "I would honored to be your wife."

Wyatt slipped the ring on her finger, then rose and pulled her into his arms again. "I love you," he said, kissing her deeply.

Isabel returned the kiss, feeling truly at peace for the first time in several weeks. "Love you to. So much."

"So how long have you been carrying that around?" she asked as curiosity finally won out. "Did I just get an early Christmas gift?

"Something like that," Wyatt said sheepishly. "I was trying to come up with something super romantic, like pulling down a star from the sky."

"Trust me, as far as super romantic gestures went? You nailed it." But only because this particular movie had a happy ending. "It's beautiful and perfect and I love it."

"Now let's just hope Max and Michael are back to normal and not glaring at this strange guy who's dating you," Wyatt grinned.

His expression turned more serious. "You want me to go check on them?" he said. "I should check on Chris and Summer and my grandfather, too. And Piper."

"You mean normal and only glaring when you kick their asses at Mario Kart?" Isabel laughed.

"Would you? I want to go with you but if I do, I'm not going to want to leave. And there's a few people here on the island I need to check on first." Her own expression grew shadowed with memories. "Parker disappeared the same time you did. I want to check on her."

"I'm sure she's OK," Wyatt said quickly. If he'd come back, surely she would have, too, because it'd take a hell of a lot to keep Parker down.

"I should have a few words with your parents while I'm there, too," he said. "And we can come visit them together when we're done here."

A whole hell of a lot. Isabel was still surprised that Parker hadn't just intimidated the Nothing away.

"A few words with my parents?" she grinned, wanting to be a fly on the wall for that conversation. Not that it would be bad. Her parents had grown to love Wyatt just as much as the loved Liz. "They'll give you an easier time then Max and Michael."

She tipped her lips up for another kiss. "Just don't stay away too late. I want to go to sleep holding you tonight." Well, eventually they'd sleep. Maybe.

"I won't be long," he promised. "Just to make sure everyone is OK, and then I'll be back."

Well, and telling her family he'd asked her to marry him. That might take a little longer.

"Perfect. I'll be waiting."

Isabel gave Wyatt another hug, relishing the feel of him, then stepped back before she decided to drag him away for a private celebration. She knew how much he would want to see Chris after everything that had happened.

Private celebration would come later. Promise.

"Love you," he said, then orbed away, heading first to his San Francisco to find Chris.

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