open ; arrival } { i guess we'll just have to adjust

[and_dontgetcute]

[Everything hurts

Comments

[itbecomesreal]

[ She likes secrets. She doesn't have to tell her team. Because, it's a secret. This is what she keeps telling herself as she gets off the plane. Except, she misses a step, tries to catch herself and fails. She expects to fall down the two remaining steps. But, somehow, she falls a shorter distance. And instead of landing on concrete, she lands only feet away from Don Flack - on dirt. Out of seemingly thin air - and a portal.

With an oof. ]

[and_dontgetcute]

[turns at the sound and frowns, before starting to make his way over to her]

You alright?

[itbecomesreal]

Yeah, I'm... [ she picks herself up, brushing off the dirt as she gets to her feet. ] ...Fine. [ she gives a long look around ] -- Where are we?

[and_dontgetcute]

Your guess is as good as mine.

[because honestly, he hasn't a clue]

[itbecomesreal]

[ she looks back at the guy. ]

This is going to sound insane, but, I was just at the airport. Getting off a plane.

[and_dontgetcute]

Yeah, and I was on the subway. So either this is a shared hallucination, or something weird's going on.

[itbecomesreal]

Safe to say, something weird. [ she offers a hand, grateful to not be alone in the weirdness ] J.J. Jareau.

[and_dontgetcute]

[turns and shakes her hand]

Don Flack.

[then he turns to point]

It looks like there might be something up ahead.

[itbecomesreal]

[ she turns to see ]

Little houses.

[ as far as she can tell, someone had to have drugged her. and this guy. so, she starts to walk towards them ]

We must have been drugged.

[and_dontgetcute]

[tips his head to the side for a moment. he hadn't considered that. He could still feel his body creeping towards sobriety, but he had been drunk earlier.]

Maybe. Doesn't feel like it, though.

[itbecomesreal]

No. It doesn't.

[ she takes out her gun and readies it, nearing the front of the cabin ]

[and_dontgetcute]

[there's a bit of a look at the gun, but he'll just follow her lead]

[itbecomesreal]

FBI.

[ she says, as she creeps up the steps and flattens herself against the wall ]

I hear voices.

[ her hand goes to the door then she looks at Flack and makes a gesture indicating that he should follow behind. and then she opens the door and bursts in, gun up. ]

Freeze! FBI!

[brave_andstupid]

[ASUDHEOIUFHOEUIH WHAT.

This would be a very embarrassed teenager. Hiding behind her very embarrassed boyfriend.

Then looking at the blond's hand.]

Is that a gun!?

[historyrepeater]

[ And this would be her very protective boyfriend in front of her -- frozen. ]

Elena, stay back.

[ He stands up, slowly. ]

Put the gun down.

[and_dontgetcute]

[Flack ... is trying very hard not to be amused. But he will, at least, put a hand on JJ's shoulder and start to pull her back out the door]

Maybe we should give them a minute.