But we've met before! / We have? / Yes! You said so yourself. Once upon a dream.
Following his brain injury, Spencer Reid begins having dreams of a mysterious woman. He is desperate to know more about her. She's desperately trying to get him out of...
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Featuring Kelley Curran
as Ashley Rockwell
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The cafe was closed. Weighed down by her suitcase and the single minded desire to find her sister, Jet felt frustration settling deep in her chest. She tried not to panic, she really did, but when no one was answering her calls, and the unmistakable Sorry, we're closed sign was the only thing to greet her arrival back home, it was difficult to maintain her wits.
Where are you? I just got back. She sent two texts to Leni and Melissa for the fourth time, trying to keep her fingers from shaking. There's no scent of honey now, but she wasn't sure if that was a good sign or a bad one. Did this mean Leni was safe?
Jet hoped, with all the magic she could muster, that this was the case. She didn't care about anything else, just that Leni was safe and healthy. Once that was confirmed, then she would worry about how to help them fix this mess.
"Bridget?"
Jet whipped her head to the source of the sound so fast she heard her neck crack. She winced, and she's unsure if it's because of the crack, or because Ashley Rockwell's face came into view, smiling in such a condescending way that Jet could feel hives go up and down her arms.
"Ashley," Jet forced a smile, "Hi."
"Oh, wow, it really is you! Long time no see," the brunette stepped closer, an arm raising as if to reach for Jet, before the weight of their past seemed to drag it back down, reminding her she's not allowed to do that anymore. It dropped back to her side awkwardly.
The silence stretched on.
Jet let it.
"You look good," Ashley tried again.
Unshowered and disheveled from almost seven hours of traveling without her own car, Jet knew she was far from looking good. She snorted, "You're still a bad liar, Ash." It seemed like some things never changed, not in this town.
"Yes, well..." Ashley trailed off, glancing at the cafe. She perked up, finding another thing to latch onto, "You've heard the news, huh? Is that why you're here?"
Jet wasn't in the mood to discuss the news with people, especially not with Ashley Rockwell who looked a little too pleased about Blue Moon Cafe being closed. She didn't owe anyone an explanation. Still, this might be her one chance to actually learn something, and maybe find out where Leni and Melissa went.