Izzy was all serious all the time. With her and Teddy it had always been an opposites attract kind of thing. And Vic had just kind of fit in the middle. She was a good balance between them on those rare moments when Teddy's sillyness clashed too hard with Izzy's seriousness. But right now there was no Vic, and really no need for her to intervene. They were okay, her and Teddy. They were good for each other. For the first time since Vic and Wyatt had disappeared, Isabella felt herself drifting into a good sleep. She had just barely enough consciousness left to realize that Teddy was all but snoring against her before the comfort level pushed Izzy into her own deep unconscious state.