I DO NOT OWN REIGN.

Monroe, Wisconsin. Later that evening.

Chris and his boys were morose after the death of their friend and humble barkeeper. As for Francis and Mary, the loss was equally sobering; even though they had not known the man personally. Chris drove everyone out of Verona and after an hour or so, they landed in Monroe: a small town about 20 minutes from the Wisconsin-Illinois border. They had plenty of gas, but they didn't have any idea of where to go. It was Nathan who suggested that they stay at a hotel for the night. Chris didn't want to waste the money, but he was outvoted. Thus, our heroes pulled into Super 8.

"Ok, here's the plan." Chris explained. "Mary and I going to go in and rent the biggest room they got. After we're in, we'll sneak you in through the back door; save money that way."

"Be careful Mary." Francis said as he glared at Chris.

"I will Francis." She promised as she and Chris went inside the hotel.

Chris and Mary took the bags out of the truck and brought them into the hotel. "Hello." Chris said as he went up to the front desk. "Do you have a suite or something like that?"

"We do." The clerk replied. "How long will you be staying?"

"Just the night." He replied as he paid what was owed for their lodgings. It took big bite out of the money that Duffy had given them.

"You two on a honeymoon or something?" The clerk inquired as Chris let out a chuckle.

"Something like that." He said as he picked up the bags and motioned Mary to follow him.

After Chris and Mary set their bags down in their room, they went back downstairs to sneak Francis, Nathan, and Shawn in through the back door.

"So, this machine takes you through buildings?" Francis asked as they took a ride in the elevator.

"Yeah, it beats the Hell out of walking up and down the stairs." Shawn answered. Once everyone got into the suite, they tried to figure out their next move.

"Where can we go where the Latin Kings won't find us?" Mary asked.

"I don't know..." Chris said quietly. "What I think though, is that we would be better on our own."

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Look Mary, we know the gangsta life, we know how to survive it." He argued. "You and Francis are just going to drag us down."

"Where do you expect us to go?" Francis asked incredulously.

"Well, how do we get you two back to your own time?" Shawn asked. "How did you get here?"

"I don't know." Mary admitted. "All I know is that I was going into the woods near the castle and I heard whispers and then...there was darkness all around me."

"The same thing happened to me when I went searching for you." Francis added.

"Is there anything unnatural about those woods?" Chris asked.

"They are at times used for rituals by the Pagans." Mary explained. "They are a dangerous cult that has members all over Europe."

"We got Pagans here in the states too." Shawn replied. "They practice witchcraft and commune with nature and shit."

"Fuck!" Nathan exclaimed as everyone turned to him.

"What's with you?" Chris inquired as Nathan shook his head.

"I know someone who's into Pagan type shit." He groaned.

"Who bro?"

"My ex girlfriend."

"The one who was two timing on you?" Shawn asked.

"The same," Nathan agreed. "Before I dumped her ass, she started getting into all this pagan and voodoo shit. I wasn't into it and it started causing friction between us. She knows all about Pagan spells and rituals, if that's what got you two here."

"All right, where is she?" Mary asked.

"I got her new address because I ended up getting some of her mail by mistake." Nathan explained. "She moved to Chicago."

"Fuck!" Chris exclaimed a she started pacing.

"What's wrong with Chicago?" Francis asked naively.

"Chicago, Illinois is the birthplace of the Almighty Latin King and Queen Nation." Shawn explained. "It's like the Paris of the Latin Kings."

"If King Blade has spread the word about us to his superiors, We would be going into the Lion's Den." Chris added. "It would be the most dangerous place for us."

"There are 35,000 Latin Kings and Queens in that city and they would all be out to kill us." Nathan stated as Francis and Mary's hearts both sank.

"So few against so many..." Francis muttered. Mary however, steeled her nerves.

"We must go." She said as the all the men looked at the Scottish Queen like she was high.

"Are you insane?" Nathan asked out loud.

"Mary, there are tens of thousands of these men in Chicago." Francis reminded her. "We have no army to fight them."

"We could sneak in, find this Pagan woman and then return to France." Mary promised as she held her husband's cheeks in her hands. "Francis, going home is worth any risk." Deep down, he knew she was right. He kissed her and then turned to the others.

"Tomorrow, we leave for Chicago." He insisted.

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