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Chapter thirteen
Isabelle stared blankly at the computer screens and test tubes and…things. She picked up something made of super fine glass…it looked like it had been made by someone with a severe case of the hiccups,
"What are you doing?" She jumped slightly at the voice but Bobby was smiling behind her, a small questioning frown on his face. She returned the smile,
"Hank's asleep and I was wondering if…oh I don't know" She frowned, scanning the room for a bookshelf, "I was wondering if he'd have a notebook titled 'Evil Villains and how to kick their ass with science' or something" Bobby laughed, "Or maybe evena map with a big red arrow labelled'Here be bad guys'"
"Well if you're after his notebooks they're not here. They'll be in his room, come on, I'll show you"
"His room?" Isabelle rolled her eyes at herself, of course he'd have a room at Xaviers, where else was he going to be? She trotted after the Iceman, "never been there before" She offered by way of explanation, blushing as Bobby grinned at her over his shoulder,
"That's alright, he doesn't actually sleep in there or anything, he's a 'fall asleep in front of the computer' kinda guy. Here" He pushed against on of the wood panels and it slid back easily to reveal the room beyond,
"O-Kay" She bit her lip…and she had thought the office had been bad? It was a beautiful room, all dark wood panelling and forest green upholstery, very fitting for a doctor come scientist come X-man come governmental advisor…or at least it would be if it wasn't for the stacks of paper that littered the entire room,
"It looks like a paper mill burst in here, doesn't it?" Bobby grinned, toeing aside a pile so they could get into the room,
"I didn't even know paper could go green" She murmured softly, "I don't suppose it's any use asking where the notebooks are"
"In there" Bobby waved a hand over the room,
"Alright. No problem" She said bracingly, "I think I've found my X-man name" She said, heading towards the nearest tower of paper and trying not to shriek as a spider ran over it,
"Yes?" Bobby murmured, leaning back against a wall, trying to identify a chair amongst it all,
"Forget Isabelle Caley, I'm 'The Cleaning Woman'"
... a few hours later ...
"Here, look at this" Bobby called over, holding out a book and pointing to a paragraph. Isabelle looked up at him from amidst the stacks of paper. He wasn't quite sure just how she'd done it but nearly all of the paper was now filed away happily in the cabinets, where it belonged. Along the way they'd discovered a desk, a bed,a large, comfortable chair, a table and two sofas. Isabelle was currently sat at the desk, two towers of paper either side of her that she carefully read over and filed away. Bobby was sat on the glass top of the table a little way away. He watched as she stood up with a groan, her hands going to the small of her back,
"What is it?" She moaned, stretching out,
"Guess" He grinned,
"Oh you haven't?" Disbelief peppered the hope in her voice, "have you?" It was Isabelle who had found that there was a DNA scanning device in the lab, something that Hank had created and built himself, unfortunately they'd had trouble locating the instructions…until now,
"I have" He beamed, holding up the page, "simple, easy to read, easy to use instructions, courtesy of our favourite blue fuzzed doctor" Isabelle beamed,
"Yes!" She took the book offered to her, "I love him, I love him, I love him" She chanted, scanning the pages, "marvellous"
"No love for me, the one who found it?" Bobby smirked, she rolled her eyes in reply,
"I've only known you a couple of days, Iceman" She replied. Bobby snorted, grinning as he grabbing her arm,
"Quick Cleaning Woman! To the…er…where are we going now?" The smiles fell away from both their faces,
"I'm going to check on Hank, if he's awake I'll ask if he's made any modifications and what to do if he has" She murmured,
"Cool, I'll wrangle the DVD off Ororo"
"Right"
