Los Angeles, California

Isabelle woke up again with a jolt, gasping softly. It was rare for her to have nightmares for two days in a row, but this was different. It was the woman committing suicide. But the concept was still the same. This time was someone different and that thought made her hug her knees to her chest, sniffling burying her head in her knees, taking a moment to compose herself.

A knock on her door made her look up, "Izzy?" Her brother's voice called softly and she wiped the tears from underneath her eyes (she hadn't noticed she was crying)

"Come in" Isabelle called softly, clearing her throat.

Caleb opened the door and looked at her with soft eyes before entering slowly, "Uh, I wanted to check if you were okay" he said scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. Isabelle forced a small smile for his benefit but Caleb wasnt buying it. "I heard shuffling and crying" he gave her a look warning her of lying. Isabelle looked away "Mom isn't aware. Don't worry. She's a heavy sleeper, you know that" he gave her a knowing look

Isabelle chewed on her cheek, looking up at Caleb. "I'm okay, Caleb" she said sliding backwards so her back could lean against the wall behind her bed. "You should get back to sleep"

Caleb walked forward, closing the door behind him and sat on her bed, crawling to her. "Scoot over, Is" Isabelle rolled her eyes but did as told, watching her brother bury himself under her blankets, turning to face her "Come on" he nodded to the side, telling her to lay down.

Isabelle huffed, laying down and facing her brother. "You don't have to stay, C"

Caleb smiled slightly, "I know, but you need company, specially if that dream was what I think it was about" he said softly. Isabelle just looked down. "Yeah, I figured. Come here, sister" he opened his arms, nodding encouragingly

Isabelle loved her brother enough to know he meant well, she liked that he didn't pry whenever she had a nightmare. She once told him about the only nightmare she used to have after the third night she woke up like this in a row and he did the same of keeping her company through the rest of the night and since then he knew. He never made her talk about it, he was just there for her. And it was all she ever needed.

"I should be the one doing that when you have nightmares, not you" Isabelle told him but still got herself comfortable in her younger brother's embrace, snuggling closer for his comfort. "I'm older and I'm the one who has to protect you"

"Hush, Is" Caleb's lips twitched in a smile. "Let yourself be cuddled, big sister. Sometimes the heroes need to rest and become the saved instead of being the ones who save"

Isabelle smiled softly, hugging tightly her bother as he passed his hand through her hair soothingly. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment before movement caught her attention from the corner of her eyes and she opened them again, eyes widening as she tensed.

The woman of her dreams was there again, watching her with that same smile. Isabelle didn't move, staring at her and sinking further in her brother's arms, closing her eyes not wanting to see her anymore.

~Sense8~

The next day, Isabelle was again working at the Bar-Restaurant that for her looked even more like a nightclub than anything. And to prove her point, that night the place was booming with live music, immediately putting a smile in her face as she waved through the behind of the bar, pouring all kind of drinks while socializing with her customers.

The sound of sirens blew through the middle of the pop song blaring through the speakers making Isabelle look through the window in confusion.

"What's up, Doll-face?" Isabelle turned back to the last customer who had been flirting with her. She had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes for the awful flirting. "Bored of my lifetime story?"

Isabelle tilted her head, a coy smile playing on her lips, "Not at all, babe" She answered, taking his empty glass. "Just thinking about life"

The man chuckled, obviously tipsy "You're a good bartender, sweetheart" he leaned forward as if to whisper something but the sound of sirens made her look away, frowning. "...What do you say, huh?"

Isabelle looked back at him, slightly wide eyed "Huh, what?"

Isabelle's heartbeat began to accelerate and something akin to bliss shouted through her making her chuckle

The man smiled widely at her reaction, putting his hand on top of hers, breathing slowly in anticipation, "Want to get out of here, darling?"

Isabelle slipped her hand away from his, backing away "No. I still need to work"

"Come on, don't be like that" He insisted, reaching to her hand again but she moved out of the way, glaring at him "I bet I can make you feel better than your boyfriend does"

"I don't want-" Isabelle yelped in fear, dropping to the floor at the sound of gunshots. She crawled under the bar, ignoring her customer's exclaims for her to come back as the gunshots continued playing over in her head.

Once the gunshots were gone, Isabelle stood slowly, taking a look around seeing everyone's eyes on her, including Lucinda's and Max, the restaurant-Bar's owner, watching her as if she had lost her head. Isabelle breathed in and out, as if trying to calm her eradicate heartbeat.

Lucinda slowly made her way to her, eyebrows furrowed in worry "Is?" She touched her arm, meeting her eyes "Honey. What happened? You were acting as if something was to kill you"

Isabelle looked around, searching for the source of the gunshots, having no success and turned back to her friend, "I, uh. I think I'm gonna pull an early night" She glanced at Max, "Can you tell him I'm not feeling well?"

Lucinda frowned, staring at Isabelle for a few seconds before relaxing, and giving her a reassuring smile "Of course. Get home safe, Izzy" 

Isabelle nodded numbly, turning around and leaving all the while ignoring the drunk man calling her to come back.

~sense8~

Taking the long way home, for Isabelle was a way to clean her mind, walking through the streets, wearing now comfortable clothes instead of the dress she usually wore for work. However, her journey wasn't a peaceful one, all around her were people cheering and singing and yelling making her wince, putting a hand on her ear, frowning in confusion.

"I don't understand..." Isabelle took an entire 360 turn, seeing there wasn't a lot of people for there to be that much noise. She kept walking, taking deep breaths, "I'm not crazy" she murmured under her breath, repeating it over and over as she gave a turn in what was her street only to stop at the sight of many people, yelling, singing and cheering to people riding motorcycles. Isabelle dropped her hands, walking forward among the people, easily recognizing the celebration, "Pride" she murmured to herself, walking to the front of the crowd seeing people proudly marching the pride festival. It gave her a sense of peace and excitement watching people do stand up for what they were and not hiding.

Two girls, specifically caught her eye, one was a chocolate skinned girl with dark brown hair, dyed with purple and red and the one behind her, smiling and recording the march was a blonde, wearing pink. Her excitement was contagious making Isabelle clap excitedly, catching the blonde's eye. Isabelle and the blonde locked eyes for a few seconds, grinning at each other before the blonde looked away, still recording. However, something felt odd. The blonde stopped smiling, staring at one place a few feet away from Isabelle before she collapsed, falling out of the motorcycle unconscious.

Isabelle gasped, trying to run forward by the sound of a claxon made her look away, this time she was no longer at the Pride March. She was in front of her house with Caleb trying to park the car but unable as Isabelle was in the way.

"Izzy, come on!" Caleb called out, wildly making gestures with his hands for her to move away. Isabelle did so, heart beating uncontrollably for the woman she just witnessed collapsing and now disappearing, "What are you doing here anyway? I thought you'll still be working"

"I wasn't feeling well" Isabelle answered, hands wrapped around her middle as Caleb turned off the ignition and climbed out of the car "I asked to leave early"

Caleb walked closer, noticing something about Isabelle "You don't look so good. Come, maybe some candy and a TV show will make you feel better"

A genuine smile grew on her lips as she let her brother lead the way inside.

~sense8~

Isabelle and Caleb spent all afternoon watching TV and laughing at the supposedly horror movie they were watching, once admittedly getting scared when at the middle of the suspense scene a commercial broke making them scream and cover their eyes only for them to hear the song of the commercial

"This didn't happen" Isabelle deadpanned, looking at Caleb.

Caleb dropped his hands, glancing at his sister, shrinking on the coach, agreeing with her "Never" 

Isabelle smiled.

~sense8~

N/A

I haven't forgotten about this book, I promise. I just had no inspiration for it and had no time to write it because of college. 

Now that I'm on winter vacations, I  can just write. Besides that I started watching sense8 again so my inspiration for this book has returned.

I know what I want to do about Isabelle's story, I've known about a while ago. I just need the right direction. I know what I want to happen and how to resolve it but I still need the start. And it will soon start within the next three chapters as the whole sensate connection it's just becoming strong. They're just realizing strange things are happening around them but still don't know what it is.

Before you ask. No, I'm not having Isabelle falling in love with neither of the other sensates. I wanted this at first to become a Will/OC story but I like Will/Riley and I can't just destroy the Canon line because it just feel wrong. Kalagang and Nomi/Neets is just my fav. I can't pull them apart.

Then there's Sun and Capheus. They actually not one of my fav. And well, Lito and Hernando... XD *fangirls*

Anyway, since the beginning I knew I wanted her to be single. Later you'll know why. This would be a personal preference and I hope you guys wont hate it because it was hard for me to actually agree with myself to do this. I hope you like it and don't judge me or Isabelle for it.

If you read the whole author's Note, then you're super sweet and I like you.

I hope you'll be patient for me to write this story. I do intent to finish it. I dont know when but I do want to.

Thank You.

~*Peace and Out,
De*~