[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center]
[color=536d78][b]O'Hare International Airport:[/b][/color] Lincoln nodded slightly. "Tas was always running," he said as he leaned back in his seat. "Ever since she lost her mother she has been running." Rubbing his face he explained that when Natasha was young she had watched her mother die slowly from cancer and that her father pushed her away because of how much she looked like her. Once she was done with high school she ran, to San Fran to go to college. Left there when she was diagnosed with cancer herself to get away from him so he didn't have to watch her go through the same. 

	When she went into remission she ran to India to get away from everything. That's where they met up again, because he searched her out. It had returned. They ran from there to Justice because it was Dr. Chang who had helped her go into remission the first time. Once it had again she took the job in the hospital. He figured her going off to Mexico was just her running again. "I think she believed if she kept moving, if she kept running she could out run everything eventually. Loss, pain, even death..." he said before shaking his head. "Looks like it caught up with her, I'm just glad she didn't die alone..."

	His phone rang and he pulled it out. "Shit, just a minute. Sorry," he said before answering it. "Yeah, hey man. Sorry..It's...it's..." he started before letting out a choking, "yeah. No, its okay.... Right. Chicago. Really? She's here? Well damn. Yeah, can you? Okay. Tomorrow? Yeah, that sounds good," he said before glancing over towards Cecily. "See you then, bye." Hanging up the phone he slipped it back into his pocket. "Sorry, Tas's best friend. I hadn't told him yet."

[color=536d78][b]Grimaldi Books:[/b][/color] Adelaide quirked a brow and glanced over towards Richard. "Roman Goddess, known to the Greeks as Hera, to the Etruscan's as Uni, to the Egyptians as Isis, or close enough," she said as she stepped out from behind the counter and motioned for the men to follow her as she continued to speak. "All the major religions, at least Pagan ones had a main male and female figure. Juno was the Roman's. Mother goddess and all that. Some say she could shift forms into that of a peacock," she added as she started making her way down an iron spiral stair case. 

	"And you got the pronunciation correct, Lunillud Aleae, loosely translated to Celestial Dice, it is a conspiracy of Illuminati proportions. I did my doctorate on it during a dig in Greece with my professor," she said as she came to the bottom of the stairs and was met with a large door that looked to be constructed from titanium with a heavy security system in place. Stopping she turned and looked back at the men. "But if you would like to know more, I have some texts you can reference, for a price." She stopped speaking as she considered something, her finger coming up and tapping her lips a few times before a figure had come to her mind. "$500,000 American paid up front, another $100,000 per each subsequent access to my library. This is per hour, I will assist. You touch nothing without gloves and are careful."

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana - Ramada Inn:[/b][/color] The woman smiled and nodded. Finishing their registration. "No worries. I have a room on the second floor over looking the pool," she said as she wrote down on the registration sheet. Pulling out two keys she placed them onto the counter and slipped them over to the other side. "There you go."

	Looking at Riley she perked a brow. "Um, I really shouldn't, against policy and everything," she said but then stopped at the offer. Her brow perked and her eyes seemed to light up a bit. "Um, well for you I guess I could. I mean you are a hero," she said quietly and looked around to make sure no one else on staff was about. A cleaning woman passed by but pushed her cart by them and went down the other hallway towards the rooms. 

	"Um, registered as Alice and Matthew Wood, two adults plus one child," she said as she pulled out a registration card. Information on it had names, an home address in Tennessee, drivers license numbers, and a request for a crib. They had checked in about an hour ago from the looks of the time written down on the card.