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"𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

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"𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄." Elliot shouted from his desk area. "One of those machines you guys asked for is going crazy."

"Which one?" Y/n asked as she approached the area with Five. "It's the atmospheric radar." He answered. "Good, that's good." Five muttered.

"I don't get it. What are you tracking?" Elliot asked. "A hurricane? A storm front?" "Sound waves." Y/n answered.

Five stepped away from the machine and took her hand, teleporting them away from the home.

"How many times do I have to tell you to give me some type of warning when you do that?" Y/n asked, checking their surroundings.

"I keep forgetting." He muttered, walking through the rows of corn. "Sure you do. Why the hell are we in a corn field?"

"Firstly, I do forget and you should be used to it by now." Y/n rolled her eyes at him. "Secondly, this is where it said the sound waves were coming from."

"Are you sure?" She asked, "Yes, I'm sure." He answered while moving some stalks of corn to the side. "Hi, Vanya."

She looked between the two, "Who are you?"

"The closest thing you have to a family." Y/n said while crossing her arms. "I have a family?" Vanya asked while standing up.

"A very fucked up one, but yes." Y/n confirmed.

"Look, you can either stay here and wait for the ikea mafia to come back to kill you, or you can come with us." Five said and began trying to find the way out.

"Why are they trying to kill me?" She chased after the two. "Cause you're not supposed to be here, Vanya." He answered.

"In Dallas?" She asked. "No. In 1963." Y/n told her as they entered a giant crop circle.

"Holy shit." Vanya muttered.

"Yeah, pretty wild, right?" Five asked. "Good to see your powers are still intact. Let's go."

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 the steaming  coffee into Fives cup

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 the steaming coffee into Fives cup. "Leave the pot." He told her.

She set it on the counter, "Little shit." She muttered while walking off.

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