"Five?
"Lexa?" We both shared a smile as we pulled each other in for a long, overdue hug. "Where have you been?" He asked me in disbelief.
"It's kind of a long story," I said with a shrug. "Basically, I was sent back to my past, which is technicall...
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"Authoritiesare asking for help identifying several persons of interest at Dealey Plaza at the time of the assassination," the reported on the black and white tv spoke somberly of the incident. "The FBI believes they may have been acting in concert with the alleged shooter, Lee Harvey Oswald. Vanya Hargreeves, wanted in connection with the deaths of several FBI agents inside the federal building at Dealey Plaza." An image of Vanya was shown on the tv. I glanced over at her and saw her take a deep breath. "A Cuban exile known only as Diego who recently escaped from the Holbrook Sanitarium."
"Cuban?" Diego repeated. He stated at the image of him that was now being shown in replacement of Vanya's.
"A bare-knuckle boxer with suspected Mafia ties who fights under the alias 'King Kong'," the reporter continued explaining. Luther rolled his eyes at his own mentioning. "Allison Chestnut, a Negro radical responsible for instigating and organizing and the recent riots at Stadtler's lunch counter. And finally, Klaus, the controversial cult leader and known tax evader." My eyebrows raised as picture of Five appeared on the television. "The FBI is asking for the public to be on the lookout for this unidentified boy, who they believe is being held hostage by the suspected terrorist network."
"Well, it's true," Five remarked with a simple shrug. "I do feel like I'm being held hostage most days."
A picture of Allison, Klaus, Vanya, and I walking out of the federal building was shown now. "The FBI also believes that another hostage and or suspect may be involved in the conspiracy. Many people have reported that they have seen this girl before with the group, but are unable to give her a name or reason for their connection."
"Great," I sighed.
"God, I hate that photo," Diego spoke up. His eyes were glued to the tv.
"They're saying I instigated the riot?" Allison scoffed. "That's unbelievable."
"Look, the good news is that we restored the timeline and stopped doomsday," Luther reasoned. He had on a hopeful smile but I think we all knew that there was more bad news than good news.
"Yeah, a bunch of real goddamn heroes," Diego remarked. "We let Kennedy die."
Allison nodded in agreement. "And now we're officially the most wanted people in the world. The FBI is after us, the Dallas police, the Secret Service. I mean, it's only a matter of time before they hunt us down here."
I glanced behind me and saw Klaus walked down the stairs. The two of us shared weak smiles.
"Well, where are we supposed to go?" Vanya asked.
"I have this yurt just outside Reykjavik," Klaus informed us. "We could totally lay low there. Folks there are a little weird but lovely."
