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Chapter Four:

They followed J.J. and Reid to the stadium.

"You went on a date with Reid?" Prentiss said. "How did I not know about this?"

"We agreed to never speak of it," J.J. said with a sigh and turned to Garcia. "You only know because Morgan told you."

"Morgan said Reid wouldn't say anything about the date," Garcia said.

"I can't believe you went out with him," Rossi said.

"He was so sweet when he asked on the plane," J.J. said. "I couldn't say no."

They watched as Reid and J.J. went to the concession stand.

"I'll have a beer," J.J. said.

"Water for me," he said.

The vendor gave the price of the drink and Reid looked shocked. J.J. quickly paid.

"That is an overcharge of eighty percent," he said. "That should be illegal."

She laughed. "That is why my family started smuggling beer into games.

"But that is illegal."

"Unless your caught," she said with a smile.

Reid didn't look amused.

"Relax," she said.

"Okay," he said.

J.J. stood and watched. "It only goes downhill from here. Do I have to relive the whole date?"

"We don't know how dreams work here," Lewis said.

"It was cute hearing about how heads weighed slightly more on a coin and about the fabric of the team's uniforms, but he was starting to annoy me when they threw that interception during second quarter and I missed it because he was discussing the history of using paint on the face."

Then the dream shifted so they were standing just behind them in the stands.

"You don't seem happy," he said.

"No, it's not that," she said and shouted: "Get the ball back!"

"Must you yell things like that?" he asked.

"It's fun," she said. "You call that a block?" she shouted. "I could do better!"

"Insulting people doesn't sound like fun," he said.

"It's harmless fun," she said. "Sack him!" she screamed.

"You're really not helping the morale of the team," he said.

"In its own way it is," she said impatiently. "Stop him, you morons!"

"No need for name-calling," he muttered.

She stared at him. "I'm beginning to think football isn't your sport."

"Because I don't like insulting the team?" he asked.

"Because you're not getting into the game," she said.

"I am," he said. "I am enjoying the experience with you."

The crowd exploded in cheers. The Redskins had intercepted the ball and ran it in for a touchdown.

"Damnit Spence," she said angrily. "I missed the play!"

"It's only a game," Reid said.

"That is becoming hard to enjoy because of you!" she yelled.

There was a lightning strike.

A hooded figure with a gold mask appeared. His blade of lightning appeared ready to strike Reid.

"No!" J.J. screamed. She tried to leap but felt rooted the spot. Reid stared blankly at the blade.

"I'm sorry I'm ruining the experience for you," he said.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you," the non-dream J.J. said. "You don't like sports. Gideon shouldn't have given you those tickets, but he did. We discovered we were better off friends. I love you Spence!"

Reid suddenly looked up. "J.J?"

"Spence, duck!" she shouted.

He did as instructed without looking just as the lightning blade hit the chair. The sound roared through the stadium as the game went on uninterrupted.

J.J. pulled out her gun and shot at the cloaked figure. The rest of the team did the same. The figure stumbled briefly and Reid ran down the stands. They kept shooting until the figure dissolved into the stadium with a slight rumble.

"So, guns work on these things," Rossi said. "Good to know."

"Spence," J.J. said frantically. "Where is Spencer?"

"He ran," Alvez said. "He must have gone deeper into his mind."

"This is over ten years ago," J.J. said. "How much further could he dive?"

"We still don't know how this world works," Prentiss said. "Deeper could mean towards the present or the past."

The sound of rumbling and squealing of breaks. The team looked up and saw a subway train where the upper levels should have been.

"Let's find out," Rossi said.