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((set sometime after this roadtrip))

Lyssa was back in New York City. Not where she'd been planning on going back to. She was heading out to find the farm where she had thought she could be some help. Instead she was back where she'd started. Looking for something that may not even had come along with her. Even if it had it was very likely to be dying. That was the problem, it wasn't exactly a machine. Organics were curious things, this one probably more so because it had adapted to function with Lyssa. It had put up with her more interesting quirks of her personality that had been lost over a year in Cardiff with people who she had helped. Though one interesting little habit of hers had stayed. And that was the same as Jack's. She liked rooftops. No she loved rooftops. She was stood on top of a building then. Trying to think where the ship would be. She's just help out this Owen then be on her way again.

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"Got any ideas?" Owen asks from behind her, keeping a cautious distance from the edge.

"I thought I might just jump." Trigger the teleport she'd rigged into her ship a long time ago for her.

That gets her a disturbed look.

"You never struck me as the suicidal type, Lyssa James."

That gets him a laugh. "Eh, who does? And I'm not." But she's closer to edge now anyway and looking over. "Can I tempt you closer? Does that look wrong to you?"

He takes a few steps closer, but still stops a foot from the edge.

"Depends. What'm I looking at?"

"That." She points out a slight distortion of the view below them. "I think we found her."

Owen stares down, trying to make it out.

"Here's hoping. You were gonna jump on her?"

"Well yeah, now I know she's there it's not so random." She's really hoping it's not as far as it could be.

Owen looks dubious.

"Maybe I should go down there first, huh? Just in case you need a doctor at the bottom."

"Naw, be fine." She's stubborn and won't give him a chance.

And in the end it's only a couple of feet she actually falls. "Made it!" Couple of minutes later she's stood level with roof.

Owen steps to the edge, the tips of his toes level with the gutter, and looks at her.

"Well, there's something there."

"Of course there's something." He gets a roll of her eyes for that. "Fine." Lookit, invisible spaceship goes visible!

"Sorry, sweetheart, I'm a rationalist."

He believes it now, though.

"Right. Coming then?" She's about to head down the steps to go inside.

"...all right." He was going to object about bruises not healing, but if this works... He jumps.

She hoped the nanos were still there. But where would they have gone? "Sorry it's not the biggest place." She seal the ship so theyd appear once he was there.

"I can deal with close quarters", he promises, looking around.

She retreats to her chair to do what she has to do. "I'm sure you can." She turns away, flicks a switch then back. Now hopefully the nanos will do what they can.

Owen wanders over to another seat, and waits.

"She's dying." Lyssa says quietly. "She's usually better than this."

He lays a hand on the nearest part of the ship he can reach.

"The nanobots can't heal her?"

"Not anymore, I've replaced too many parts I think." Lyssa ran a hand along the console infront of her. "I'll miss her." She noticed she'd cut her hand then. The nanos appeared making her smile. "Oh go bother him." She waved her hand in Owen's direction as they'd already fixed the cut.

He sat up, looking at the glowing cloud.

"I'm better with biologicals, but if there's anything I can do..."

"Better letting her have her peace at last. Deserves it." She shook her head. "You can tell them to go away or whatever, they listen."

"How does it feel?" he asks. "The healing?"