She should become a bloody auror or something, the way she'd been able to avoid her boyfriend. If she could even consider the man she'd barely seen for more than ten minutes at a time within the past few weeks. Well, if she remembered the date, she could give you an exact timing, because the avoiding had begun at the same time she found out that she was pregnant with his child.

Izzie knew, she knew deep down that it was a horrible, terrible thing to do. Absolutely terrible, and it had made work, life, and her relationship with--everyone miserable. She was glad that Ulrich was home because he was the sole sibling she could actually talk to and deal with. And--she hadn't even told him. As much as she did love her brother, it just wasn't something she herself was ready to admit, and maybe a part of her would feel tremendously guilty if Archie wasn't the first to know.

Though, she'd be perfectly find with him finding out after the child was born. Because then she wouldn't have to deal with any of the madness she was sure was going to occur when he did. If he did---no, when.

Isobel had even taken her avoiding as far as spending Christmas with her family. All of them. She had never seen so many Eggs in one room, and she'd made up some lie about how no significant others were allowed because of family tradtion, even though Eloise had brought along her latest catch--some brilliant healer on the verge of curing dragon pox. In any case, it had been a miserable day and Izzie had only been home a mere ten minutes when there was quick rapping on her door, and she froze. No, nooo, no, no---

She flinched when the knocking began again, and Isobel kicked off her heels and hurried over, trying to come up with a lie to send Archie home. Looking through the peep hole, and she sighed before pulling the door open, "I'm exhausted." That technically wasn't a lie, she hadn't been able to do anything these past few weeks.