When Colby and Jon walked into the gym that morning, Isabelle was running warm up drills with her team. He could tell that her leg was bothering her as she moved around the gym, staying close to her friend Allison that he only recognized from some of Izzy's selfies that she photobombed. Izzy had said something and Allison looked worried as she replied. He wished that he knew what she had said, but he knew that verbally worrying about her would bother her.

"I have to go call Joe." Jon informed and Colby nodded as he walked out and Isabelle walked over.

"He had to call our teammate about something. He'll be back." Colby assured as he stood and pulled her into a tight hug. "I missed you, pretty girl."

"I missed you, too, handsome man. Wanna do me a favor?" She asked and he nodded, pecking her lips softly.

"Anything."

"Feel my shins. I feel like if anybody would know if something was seriously wrong, you would."

"You didn't go to the doctor yesterday? Isabelle..." He trailed off with a sigh as she sat down and he followed her lead, placing his hands on his ankles and applying gentle pressure as he moved up to her knees. "There's some bumps- at least I think they're bumps- in your left."

"Think I can handle six hours of volleyball?"

"I know you can handle it. I won't like it, but I know you can handle it." He stated as he helped her to her feet. "I'm making you an appointment with the guy I used to go to when we're in Davenport."

"Colby, I can't-"

"He's friends with my mom. Don't worry about it and don't fuss. I'm going to take care of you, baby." His tone was firm, so she smiled, nodded, and thanked him before kissing him softly and heading off to huddle with her team since they were playing first. Jon returned shortly after their round started and Colby looked over at him as he sat down.

"Joe wanted to make sure that we'd be in Austin for Raw."

"We're bringing Izzy?"

"She can hang out in our locker room or I'm sure some of the Divas would love to sit with her while we're in the ring. Maybe Amann will look at her leg for us while we're there." Jon suggested and Colby nodded.

"I think it's something a bit more serious than shin splints."

"But she's too stubborn to realize that doctors aren't that bad." Jon mumbled as Isabelle served the ball and Colby nodded. Every time she jumped, he winced on the landing with her. He liked watching her play, but he didn't like watching her hurt.

Jon carried Isabelle into her apartment since she had fallen asleep in the car after the team celebration. They didn't win, but they came in second so that was good enough for Isabelle. Jon was proud of her, and so was Colby, but both were worried about the status of her leg since she had fallen in the last game of the tournament. Colby sent a text to Dr. Amann, one of the WWE doctors, and got approval to bring her in on Monday night to check it out.

"Amann said that he'd check her leg out on Monday." Colby informed and Jon nodded.

"Good." Was all he said as he carried her to her bedroom to lay her down. Colby kissed her forehead and gently removed her shoes before Jon pulled the comforter over her. Jon saw one of the notebooks he had given her on the nightstand and shook his head at all the demons of his life that were written in those books and how pissed off Isabelle would be when she got to 2007.

"What's wrong, man?" Colby asked, but Jon only shook his head again.

"It's no big deal."