[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/170828/de4fb32b6dba717be14cb6eeb8aeaf1c.png[/img][/center][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][h3] [b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 23rd, 2017 - (Remember Time Zones)[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr] Tim looked over at Riley and held his arms out, hugging her back and letting out a bit of a breath. "Yeah, sorry about your sister but it's good to see the hero of Grimm again. Just hope your visit this time is a lot better than last time," he said as he took a step back and held his hand out to Priya and Roy. "Good to meet you both. Deputy Sheriff Grayson, Grimm Sheriffs Department." As Mali came out of the bathroom, Zoie and Relic were still laying down. Relic was still fast asleep, and snoring at this point. Zoie let out a gruff huff and grabbed her pillow. It wasn't evident if she was about to throw it at him or not but in the end she didn't. She just covered her face for a minute, let out another frustrated huff before sitting up and groaning. Looking over at Mali she cracked a bit of a smile. "Morning. Hope you got some rest," she said as she draped her legs over the side and let them hit the floor. "Sounds like Dan is..." she said motioning towards her brother. "Yeah, good to meet you to," Roy said shaking the mans hand. Once the pleasantries were over the bags were gotten and Tim lead the group out of the airport and over to his car. Official police car, so whoever was in the back was behind a metal screen and wouldn't be able to open the door. Roy didn't seem to care, he climbed in the back and got comfortable once his shit was stored in the trunk. "Who wants the front?" Tim asked before climbing into the driver seat. There was room for one more up front, the other would need to get in the back with Roy. Maria sat back in her seat on the plane as they took off. Liam wasn't having any of it, letting out a hell of a scream when they took off. His ears must have popped. Maria calmed him like she had when Alicia was little, cradling him close and bouncing him on her knee. Looking over to Caesar she sighed. "Will the father be meeting us at the airport?" she asked rather bluntly and with a look n her face that was more of "He better be meeting us at the airport" but she had said it in the form of a question - it was how she did things. Asking and demanding at the same time. Some things never changed. The queensguard complex was closed for the day, not to security, but to general workers. Elizabeth had demanded it after the events from the night before. She wanted the place cleared. It was probably a good thing, the security team still couldn't figure out how they had lost three people during the black out. That was more perplexing than the three people that had been killed. "Amy Adams, Channel 6 News. Queensguard is known from everything to major government projects to high rises in Dubai but last night they were host to three deaths at the pristine new Complex in the Diamond District. Insider information says that the list of guests was long and people of high influence. From the Police Commissioner to the Admiral Of The Navy. Names of the victims has not been released yet but we will keep you posted as we learn more. Back to weather," Adams chirped in on the local station. How the hell had anyone found out? Who had leaked it? Amy wasn't lying about what had gone down but the place had been on lock down and only one death was known to the guests. Someone on the inside had to leak the rest... Tim took a sip of the coffee that Riley had brought. "Thanks I needed that," he said. Roy had downed his while mumbling thank you as well. "Once we are on the outskirts of town we can hit a drive through and get you all some food that isn't plane food for the drive out to Grimm," he said before a voice piped in over the radio. "Tim, how long until you get back?" a female voice asked. "About two to three hours, why Grace?" he answered. Grace had been the dispatcher in Grimm for the last 30 years. "Graduation is tomorrow, was hoping to get out early to go to dinner with my granddaughter to celebrate," she said. Tim rolled his eyes. "Yeah, shouldn't be a problem, you can clock out at two," he said. A quick thank you and the radio went silent. "Sorry about that, graduation and all that jazz." Natasha smiled and nodded. "Seems that way. Hopefully we won't have too many issues at the border. With everything going on, who knows. Got your passport still right?" Natasha asked before rummaging through her bag to double check hers. It was there and she relaxed a bit. "Okay we need some traveling music." Cuing up her ipod, she put on Banditos by the Refreshments and started singing along. [center]So, just how far down do you want to go? Or we could talk it out over a cup of joe And you could look deep into my eyes Like I was a super-model Uh-huh Well, it's you and me baby, no one else we can trust We'll say nothin' to no one, no how or we bust And never crack a smile Or flinch or cry for nobody Uh-uh Well, give your ID card to the border guard Yeah, your alias says you're Captain Jean-Luc Picard Of the United Federation Of Planets 'Cause he won't speak English anyway And everybody knows That the world is full of stupid people So meet me at the mission at midnight We'll divvy up there And everybody knows That the world is full of stupid people Well, I got the pistols, so I'll keep the Pesos Yeah, and that seems fair So, put the sugar in the tank of the sheriff's car And slash the deputy's tires and they won't get very far When they finally get the word That there's been a hold-up Uh-huh Well, give your ID card to the border guard Now your alias says you're Captain Jean-Luc Picard Of the United Federation Of Planets 'Cause he won't speak English anyway And everybody knows That the world is full of stupid people So meet me at the mission at midnight We'll divvy up there And everybody knows That the world is full of stupid people Well, I got the pistols, so I'll keep the Pesos Yeah, and that seems fair Well, that seems fair And that seems fair Well, that seems fair Well, give your ID card to the border guard Now your alias says you're Captain Jean-Luc Picard Of the United Federation Of Planets 'Cause he won't speak English anyway[/center] Ross stood up and headed to the bathroom. He was in there for a bit before coming back out. Seemed he had taken a few minutes to wash up and saved the five o-clock shadow off his face. "If you want to freshen up, feel free," he said as he took a seat and the stewardess came out with a cart, a nice breakfast bar, even if small was let out for them. Coffee, juice, fruit, muffins, and some bacon. Nothing huge but it was decent. Hell it was heaven for a plane. Private planes had their bonuses. The food was one of them. There was a knock at the door and Zoie looked over. "Yeah come in," she said and the door opened. It was Trisha, holding a phone. "You have a call," she said as she held out the phone to Zoie.