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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 23rd, 2017 - A New Day (Remember Time Zones)[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]
	It was a long night. For some it was longer than others. this was both in a metaphorical and literal sense. Several had boarded planes during the evening and flow back east towards a little town known as Grimm Indiana. This shortened the night be several hours thanks to time zones. Others were still in Justice or Mexico. So their night was not. Yet did it really matter what was going on hour wise, each had their own reasons why no matter how many hours the night was, it was just long. 

	Natasha slept through the night and ready to go come early the next morning. The old lady they had rented the room from was kind enough to have a breakfast waiting on them when they emerged from their room. The night had been long for Natasha. She hadn't felt well and running around constantly in travel wasn't doing her healing any good but she kept up a decent front. She was feeling a bit better this morning and double checked Cecily's wound to make sure it was healing right. Things looked good. Today, hopefully they would cross the border without issue and be back in the states. Even if it was Texas, it was still safer than Mexico in her mind, especially safer than Justice. 

	Ross had gotten the himself and Iris a private flight to Justice. They wouldn't have to stop in Indianapolis and hitch a ride. Being who he was had its advantages. They had traced the helicopter to a private air strip out side of Justice but the helicopter had been put down there and it seemed a plane had been stolen and flow east before they lost its signal. Barney was sure of where they were going, it was the best lead he had. As dawn broke the light started filling the planes cabin. "Yeah boss, an hour before touch down," one could hear on the over head speaker. The pilot letting them know how far out they were. Barney had only slept a short amount of time, otherwise staring out the window rubbing his chin on and off. 

	Zoie and Relic were passed out cold through the night, even as Trisha knocked at the door and then slowly opened it. She set down a tray of food quietly before stepping back out and closing the door behind her. Relic rolled over in his place, seemed it didn't even make him stir. Zoie on the other hand looked over at the door as it closed while Trisha was leaving and just lay there. Slowly turning her head and looking at the ceiling, a short huff came out of her lips as she stared blankly. She wasn't ready to sit up just yet. 

	Queensguard had been taken care of and over night the place had been cleaned up. During the clean up, both on the 4th floor and in the main hall, the system as well. They had found evidence that the system had been broken into but they couldn't figure out yet what was accessed. They knew things were accessed but it looked like they accessed everything. Everything. Was this because they wanted everything or was it just easier to cover ones tracks to access everything than to try to wipe away that only certain files were accessed? Probably the latter. 

	The plane that Roy and the girls were on set down. Roy finally stirred and yawned as the seatbelt sign was turned off. He didn't bother to move until most of the rest of those on the flight had cleared out. Then he finally stood up and stretched. "Ugh... Now I know why they call it a fucking red eye... Ready to find our ride?" he asked as he pulled one of his bags from the over head. He had to hit baggage claim to pick up the rest of his stuff. Their ride was waiting at the gate. It wasn't something people could do much anymore thanks to 9/11 but he was a cop and had a badge, saying it was official business made it easier to get to the gate. Sitting in one of the seats he kept his eye on the door leading out to the plane for Riley. He was pretty obvious since he was in his uniform. Grimm PD's finest....

	Down in Mexico Maria was up. She had Liam on her hip and had finished breakfast. There were several suitcases packed and at the front door waiting. Walking up to Caesars room she kicked the door with the toe of her heels. "Caesar. ¿Estás despierto? Vamanos," she called through the door. She wouldn't have been surprised if he was asleep. She wouldn't have been surprised if he was awake. It could have gone either way that morning.