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Owen is supposed to be dead, twice over. More accurately, he's supposed to be trapped in a radiation-flooded nuclear facility, watching his own body decay.

The only explanation he can think of is that the Rift took him, and the only conclusion he can come to is that he was luckier than poor old John.

So he picks a direction, and starts walking.

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"But what happened to it? Nanogenes don't just disappear."

"I know they don't... New York... maybe, if it followed me here. I think my vortex manipulators dying though so I'm not sure."

"But there's a chance?" He pauses, looking through the windscreen. "Right, Lyssa James... which way's New York?"

"Back the way I came." She pointed behind her. "I think."

"All right." He turns the car, carelessly because there's nothing to hit. "Up for a trip back?"

"Why not." Not as if she's doing anything else. "Wanna play twenty questions?"

He shoots her a startled look, then shrugs.

"It'll pass the time. Why not?"

"You want to go first? Cause I got one if you don't?"

"Go for it while I think."

"Okay... I got someone else. Easy." She hid a yawn.

Owen blinks.

"You got someone else?"

"Yeah, I mean why use what could be my best one first time?" He might get some peace soon from her ramblings if she falls asleep.

"You can have more time if you need it", he says, amused.

"I'm." Another yawn. "Okay."

"Go to sleep, Lyssa", he says firmly.

She doesn't argue with him, which is special. She trusts him to wake her up if needed.

And Owen just drives. Hopefully in the right direction.

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