~The Indestructibles Part 2~

Isobel smiled brightly at him.

Ronan: pressed a kiss to her cheek

Isobel messed his hair up playfully.

Lorelai: Haven't figured that out yet..but I really want to practice somehow. I wanna push myself to or beyond the limit to see if I'm any good

Ronan: gave a half smile

Mitchell just sighed a bit and nodded before getting to his feet and heading out of the mansion.

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Isobel returned it.

Ronan: smiled a bit more following her back to the plant

Isobel approached it hesitantly once again.

Ronan: stayed right at her side this time his arm around her waist

Lorelai: Why'd you sigh? she asked with a frown taking his hand

She just ripped the petal of the rose a little more, grimacing at the amount of pollen inside it.

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"You'll end up hurting yourself, Lore."

Lorelai: I will if I'm weak she said cheerfully You think it's a bad idea?

Ronan: watched her silently

"A bit yes. I don't want you hurt." He replied, pausing once they got the field.

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"How do I get all that out with killing myself." Isobel sighed.

Lorelai: I'll be fine she assured him as she kissed his cheek gently

Ronan: I can do it?

"Okay... Feel free to start then."

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"Okay... Reach in and get as much pollen you can put without damaging it."

Ronan: nodded and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and very carefully reached inside the rose to remove a very large handful of the pollen

"Might have to climb right into it, Ronan, to get the stuff in the middle." She whispered, backing away a bit.

Ronan: Inside it? he asked shuddering slightly but knowing he would to make her happy, he continued pulling out as much as he could by the arm full now

"It'll be okay," She comforted quietly, just giving a nod in confirmation

Ronan: sighed and nodding do as she told him to coming out a few moments later with pollen all over him

Isobel giggled quietly and took a few steps back for him, moving her gaze onto the rose and widening her eyes when the petals began to fade and die, "No no no no." she whispered

Ronan: What? What did I do? he asked looking from her to the rose and sneezing

"Nothing, you did nothing." Isobel whispered, approaching the rose and resting her fingertips on it's dying petals. Closing her eyes and whispering quietly to it.