"C'mon," Nancy said to Rei, "let's get you home." The two of them walked back to the Land Cruiser and Nancy saw there was a message left on her phone. "Sofia?" she wondered out loud. "Wonder what she wants." Figuring it could wait Nancy drove off. Rei wondered at how she was so quiet. She seems angry, Rei thought, trying to reason over what had occured, and her own performance. "Interpol are probably going to come after Travis again," Nancy was saying. Rei felt uncomfortable about it, given the circumstances over how Travis was. "This I'll handle on my own. No need to involve you." At that Rei felt relief. "You can look after Lucian." Suddenly Rei wondered if she would be better off facing a man who wanted her dead.

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"That show you watch," Rebecca asked, waiting to recieve a call back and thinking it would be a good idea to make small talk, "Blue Healers. How'd the name come about?"

Travis shifted mental gears and thought about it. "The first episode centred around Maggie, who had been posted to where the show takes place."

"Posted?" Leon leaned in with interest. "She's a police officer?"

"Yep." Travis paused, working out how to explain it. "It's very much a country town, a one horse, off the beaten track bump in the road." He shook his head. "Nah, that's not accurate. Has a population of ten thousand, a crime rate equal to anywhere in the world, they have everything there. Aliens, ninjas...the living dead."

"Oh nice," Leon said.

"Good one," Rebecca agreed flatly, the comment stinging.

Travis saw why it wasn't amusing and carried on. "Anyway she gets into town, next day she's a cop, uniform and all, and these blokes give her a hard time, wolf whistle and all." He stopped as Leon's phone rang.

"That's probably Jill." He answered it and spoke for a moment. "Yes, he's here." He handed the phone to Travis.

"Yo. Heard about Antarctica." He paused to listen to what Jill had to say. "Not sure, given what I'm told it's safe to say it's worth looking at from that angle. You got anything I can look at there?"

He smiled. "No, not on the phone of course. When I get back stateside, that is if you'd have me." Jill's reply pleased him no end, flashing a grin at Leon and Rebecca. "Good. I'm sick of heart wrenching anime. We'll be on the first flight back, see you then." Travis hung up and tossed the phone to his brother.

"Went well?" he asked.

"Yeah, she said it'd be fine to work with her." Travis leaned back, satisfied. "She actually reminds me of Nancy."

"She what?" Rebecca nearly rose out of her seat. "That psychopath spent three years trying to kill us. How could she be like Jill?"

"Looks, skill, personnality..."

"Skill?" Rebecca wondered. Her tone was dubious.

"Personality, huh?" Leon sounded dismissive. "Right."

"Hey, she apologised didn't she?" Before Leon or Rebecca could answer Travis said, "I'm totally serious about what I said to Jill. The crap they have here causes depression, if we hurry we might still be able to get a flight back."