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So, between dealing with the portals in Mayfair (which pop up and vanish faster than she can get PINpoint fixes on 'em and try to close them), the Nazis in the pub, Ruthven looking awful, Derek turning, Courtney in bases killin' d00ds...Hips has still been systematically searching for Ramon.
Not frantically.
Not panicked.
Just calmly, quietly and without major fuss looking for him everywhere she can think to look.
Sharpe had snottily told her that the mission was accomplished days ago, Ramon had been debriefed, and was on his way home, and we're very busy here Miss Hollister, we're not in the business of keeping your home life together. When she pointed out that, yannow, it might be important that one of the 'S' agents was missing in the Nexus, Sharpe had just raised an eyebrow. As if to say "We know exactly where he is, and you're on your own."
That had been four days ago.
Then reality shattered.
And she was NOT going to listen to that small voice in the back of her head, screaming in terror, that somehow Ramon had been affected by it...and did not know her or remember her.
Or worse.
Derek's reverting to dhampirism had fueled Hips' raging paranoia, and she had secret visions of Ramon as still enslaved to Saddler's will. Saddler still alive. Los Illuminados taking over all of Spain, then the world...
Oh gawd...
In her flat, Hippolyta's hand tightens on her PINpoint, trying to shut down another random portal that's invisibly opened just four feet to the left of her.
Not frantically.
Not panicked.
Just calmly, quietly and without major fuss looking for him everywhere she can think to look.
Sharpe had snottily told her that the mission was accomplished days ago, Ramon had been debriefed, and was on his way home, and we're very busy here Miss Hollister, we're not in the business of keeping your home life together. When she pointed out that, yannow, it might be important that one of the 'S' agents was missing in the Nexus, Sharpe had just raised an eyebrow. As if to say "We know exactly where he is, and you're on your own."
That had been four days ago.
Then reality shattered.
And she was NOT going to listen to that small voice in the back of her head, screaming in terror, that somehow Ramon had been affected by it...and did not know her or remember her.
Or worse.
Derek's reverting to dhampirism had fueled Hips' raging paranoia, and she had secret visions of Ramon as still enslaved to Saddler's will. Saddler still alive. Los Illuminados taking over all of Spain, then the world...
Oh gawd...
In her flat, Hippolyta's hand tightens on her PINpoint, trying to shut down another random portal that's invisibly opened just four feet to the left of her.