"I think that sounds like a good idea." Alex just laughs softly, and she pulls away with reluctance. "Maybe we'll hit Paris. Or Ireland, Ireland might be nice." But it's something that's going to have to wait and Alex knows it. She knows that they have other things to do first and many miles to go before they can actually take a vacation.

"We can check and see if they have anything downstairs, but I wouldn't hold my breath. There's a larger city about twenty minutes from here, I saw it on the map last night. We should be able to find you some clothes you'd like there and it'd be a good place to regroup."

Remembering how things had gone yesterday, Alex can't help but to ask: "you said Warren knew we weren't on the plane. Can you still sense him? Can he still sense you?"