AN - Prompt: What could go wrong?
Gwen paused, aware that she hadn't yet responded to the question asked of her, and knowing that time was of the essence.
She glanced at her watch and did some quick working out. It was just one alien sighting in town. It couldn't take more than a couple of hours surely?
"So, are you coming or not?" Jack asked again, standing by the door.
She wouldn't get this chance again for a while.
"Let me grab my gun." she shouted back.
After all, she had a while to go before her hen night started, and what could possibly go wrong?
