Or a sign that he’s as crazy as the rest of us. Which is probably a good thing.
“Thank you,” I tell Ransom and Doc.
“Are we not going to talk about how crazy it is that he did that?” River asks.
“Am I right in thinking that he is in the strongest supernatural prison that the Earth Realm has, and he has just popped up behind you and then went back?” Baz asks.
I nod.
His eyes widen, “Fucking hell. He shouldn’t be able to do that.”
“No, he shouldn’t,” Coen agrees. “I don’t think that is something that we should be discussing now.”
“Good point,” Van replies. “At least it's stopped raining.”
There’s a huge clap of thunder as lightning once again lights the sky, and the heavens open again.
“You just had to say it, didn’t you dickhead,” Raiden teases.
Van winces as he directs the rain around him so he’s not getting wet, “Whoops.”
“I’ll start taking people back to House. We can continue the conversation there,” Doc says.
He takes hold of Ransom since he’s still standing next to him, and then, one by one, takes everyone else back. I deliberately make sure that I’m not taken. Doc must realize that, for some reason, I don’t want to be taken yet, because he doesn’t insist on taking me next when he reappears, but he always checks in with me before he takes the next person.
There’s just something that’s niggling at me.
If we could have gotten whatever we were supposed to get tomorrow, then Winston wouldn’t have insisted that we come now. I remember him saying that there was something that we had to get now. Emphasis on the now part.
Which means that we shouldn’t be heading back and then returning in the morning to find whatever it is.
Baz is right. If there was just something that he wanted us to see, then he would have said that.
Eventually, it’s only River, and I left.
“What’s going through that beautiful brain of yours?” He asks me.
“Winston was really specific. There is something here that we need to get now,” I reply.
“Okay, let’s look,” he replies.
I smile and pull him down to kiss him, “Thank you.”
He smiles, his eyebrows dipped down in confusion, “What for?”
“For always believing me,” I reply.
His confusion melts away, and he smiles, “Always.”
I grin, and we start to look around for anything that could remotely be what we’re supposed to find.
“We assumed that the stone summoning circle thing was what we were supposed to be looking for, but what if that was just a coincidence?” I ask.
“That’s a good point,” River agrees thoughtfully. “I mean, Winston did teleport us to this spot, not to the stone circle, and he wouldn’t usually leave us with so much uncertainty, so you could be on to something.”
We carry on looking, and I slowly lose any hope that I may have been right.
“What are you two doing?” Doc asks, making me jump because I was looking down a rabbit hole and trying to tell my overactive imagination that a rabbit wasn’t going to jump out and claw my face off. I don’t even think that rabbits are known for doing that. I tried telling that to my overactive imagination, but it was having none of it. I mean, there’s always a first time for everything, right?
