A few minutes and we were walking out the side gate and into the small street full of merchants.She had not spent a lot of time earlier and led me to ... couple of shops. I watched her each time and finally gestured to a set of chairs for a living area. Next it was a sparse looking bedroom set with carved standing closets. After that she bought sheets and light blankets and towels and ... she finally relaxed.I had everything delivered and stopped on the way in to arrange it with base security.. ‘Well then, I’ll have to investigate this interesting development on my own.’ He looked up. ‘What development? Did he go somewhere?’ he asked, sitting up straight. ‘Well, I just pulled up the satellite image.’ She smiled wickedly and her eyes shone. ‘It’s a storage area.’ Danny jumped off the bed. ‘Is he still there?’ ‘Probably. It would be best to scope the place out while he’s there. That’s the easiest way to find out which unit he’s using.’ She sat down on his bed. ‘I’ll go. You can tell. "Yes. I told my folks the same thing. Do you think they would be upset if they knew?" he asked."I'm not sure. They have never objected to us visiting Great Grandfather O'Neill, or our Cousins and their children in the Other Reality. Or even said anything when we all visited our Grandfathers' clans there. We have never been to Ireland in the Other Reality, so it's kind of hard to tell, but it's better to ask forgiveness rather than permission," I told him with a grin."Yeah, forgiveness!" Kell. The other Legionnaires and soldiers, several of them looking somewhat worse for wear, worked frantically trying to move debris – rock, smashed furniture, whatever they could get their hands on – to block the main part of the passage, trying to limit how many of the tainted creatures could approach at once. When someone was hurt, another Legionnaire would trade out with him while Anders patched up the wounds as best he could without using up his mana reserves. Alistair looked uninjured, moving.