Kit walked closer to Julia and they introduced themselves better.
"Feeling better?" she asked and leaned to the wall, putting hands behind her back.
Julia tilted her head to the left and Kit felt awkward silence on top of them.
"Change the subject, Kit." She told herself and looked outside, seeing the Eiffel tower on the horizon.
"Have you never been here before?" Kit decided to ask, hoping if that would help her to relax.
"No. My mom can't handle airplanes, while my dad can't handle ships," Julia answered and looked at Kit finally.
"And you, have you traveled before?"
Kit thought about a question and her past for a while, but feeling how Julia had started to relax she decided to answer.
"Once, if we don't count moving here." Kit smiled at her, who answered the sameway.
"I'm sorry. I should mention, mister, that I don't like… hospital things." Julia told Bentley, when she and Kit walked back to the other.
"Don't worry, Julia." Murray said and put his hand on her shoulder, where she startled and slid away from him.
Julia hugged herself again and looked to the floor.
"She needs some time." Kate said, while pressing a white plaster to her arm and Murray tapped his temple.
"I put that in my memory box. Also his name is Bentley, our team's brains, and that's Sly." He said, where they greeted her, Bentley bringing his gloves to the trash can.
"Well?" Sly asked boredly, swinging his cane on his hands, like a pendulum.
Penelope had analyzed Kate's blood sample on her laptop, and now they all waited for the loading ends.
"98… 99… done!" Penelope said and they gathered around her laptop, and they wouldn't believe their eyes. The screen has Kate's family tree.
Penelope started to scroll, when Kate told her to stop and they saw Mary Anderson on the screen. Born in the 1600's, who died in the 1621's. On top of her and her husband was their child, their only child.
"Kate?" Bentley asked, looking at his friend sympathetic.
"Yeah, I know." He got a quick answer, which sounded
understandable at the same time.
"It was normal back then. You guys know why and how." Kate said, looking at the screen.
"But this is weird," she continued and hid her lower lip on her forefinger.
"My dad told me that his bloodline came from Dudley, not from Lancashire."
"And it looks like they stayed in the same place until the 1900's." Vexen said behind the couch.
She pointed to the screen where they saw that the first Anderson was born in Washington in 1905.
"Penelope, can you print this to me?" Kate asked, looking at the screen.
While Penelope printed Kate's family tree, Bentley was on his tablet kitchen side making plans.
"What is he doing?" Julia whispered to Kate.
"A weal trip." Kate answered, looking Bentley smirking, legs and arms crossed.
"To where?" Julia asked, looking slowly and carefully at her friend, already guessing the answer.
Kate looked to her friend and fixed her sitting to be more elegant and hold an invisible tea cup in her hand.
"Darling, to England of course." Kate told, sounding refined.
Julia was going to stand up, looking surprised at her, but Kate put her hand on Julia's shoulder, who sat back.
"Juli, you can trust them even though they're thieves. They've helped me before, so think about them like Robin Hood's." She whispered smiling and took her hands away from Julia's shoulders.
"I'll do my best, but only if…" Julia whispered, but bit her lips together.
Kate looked at Kit and the others, who were in the kitchen side, talking on their own.
"Only if?" Kate whispered understable and looked at her friend.
Julia closed her eyes and took a breath.
"Only if there would be no stealing."
"I'll talk to them." Kate answered to her, guessing her words.
"Alright, everyone get around," Bentley said and the youngest walked closer to them.
"Kit, go with Vexen and Kate to your apartment and get yourself done-," he said, when he saw Kate's face.
She always looks with that face, when she has to do something skeptical.
Right eyebrow raised and her hands on her hips and talked about her left leg, which was straightened, while the right was under her.
"Think about it, that you're under cover." Bentley said to Kate, who rolled her eyes, but then nodded and raised her hands.
"Okay, but someone's going to keep company with Julia, while you're looking at that van. I know how you guys focus on that." Kate said, looking to everyones, while putting her leg back under her.
"N-no need to, I don't wanna bother you-" Julia tried to explain to them nervously, waving her hands in front of her.
"Julia, France might be beautiful, but that what happened for you three earlier, it might happen again." Vexen told her, remembering her police life.
"Well, I can stay here. Besides, you know that I'm not good with fixing. Is that fine to you?" Sly asked from Julia, who looked first to Kate and then nodded to him.
"Great. Penelope, can you get us tickets to England?" Bentley asked, where Penelope showed her screen to others, saying that she already ordered those.
"But how do we drive in there?" Murray asked.
"Don't worry. I reserved a van for us." Bentley told him and pressed the enter.
That morning, the interpol 8:30 am.*
"Yeah, I heard something about that F.B.I agent. Can't believe he was injured that badly." One of the police officers said holding a coffee cup and leaned to the water tank.
"I know that's awful," Others said and were going to drink coffee, but remember one thing.
"By the way, have you seen Winthrop today? I had to show him one folder."
The co-worker looked at the door and nodded.
"Found it, and looks like he's woken up with the wrong foot." Co-worker mumbled behind a coffee cup and looked to the left.
Winthrop walked to his office, without looking at his co-workers and closed the door behind him.
He leaned to the door with his back and let a long sigh come out of him.
"That was close." Winthrop thought in his mind, and sat on the floor, hiding his face which had started to turn red again.
He hasn't told anyone co-worker what happened between him and Vexen, because it would make him look ridiculous.
When Winthrop stood up, he got a message and looked at it.
"Ey up cocker. What day is it soon?"
Winthrop was silent for a while trying to remember that day, he looked at his phone calendar, when his eyes opened wildly and almost lost his balance.
"No, no, no, no, NO!" He thought, holding his head.
Winthrop has forgotten his nephew's birthday, again.
"This can't be happening… This can't be happening?!" He shouted and started to walk around his office.
Last year he was so busy that he forgot his nephew's birthday and got an ear ringing call from his father.
"I can't believe that you didn't come here or even called. We all waited for you and your- my grandson hid his feelings, so his friends wouldn't feel bad for him and when his friends had left. Archie came to his room and wouldn't come downstairs for the rest of the day!" His father almost shouted at phone the next day.
"I- I know I- I've been busy a-and I was going to call him." He has tried to tell him.
"You call him right now and apologize to him!" He said and hung up the phone on his ear.
Winthrop sat on his chair and hid his face.
"I guess I have no choice." He thought and stood up and walked to his door.
"I need a vacation, James." Behind the door came Winthrop's tired voice.
"Well, this came pretty quickly." Barkley sounded confused.
"Yeah, I know." Winthrop chuckled a little and looked out of the window.
"But last year I forgot my relative's birthday and this person was upset when I didn't show up." Winthrop explained to him and looked back to a small man, who mostly had a cigar in his hand.
Barkley was silent and Winthrop started to think that he had to call them and tell them that he wouldn't come.
"Here's what we do." Barkley said after a silence, and leaned his elbow on his desk.
Barkley told Winthrop that he will give him 2 days off, but he had to write the latest mission and bring that to his desk.
"Yes, of course." Winthrop said and thanked him.
Winthrop was gonna close Barkley's door, when he called him back and saw how Barkley looked worried.
"Is it true that he's now in a hospital?" Barkley asked, silencing his voice.
Winthrop remembered what Darius was looking for after Carmelita and The Cooper gang came back to Kaine island, and he had to promise that he wouldn't tell the truth, besides, no one would believe him.
"Unfortunately, yes." He said looking on the floor.
Barkley sighed and shook his head.
"Poor man. Leaving under the rocks sounds terrible." He said and leaned back to his chair.
"Yeah, it does." Winthrop mumbled and closed the door.