𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎 || ❝And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you, and I'd choose you.❞ ||
↳ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 a murder machine, a coffee addict, and their dysfunctional family attempts to sav...
It's Been a Long, Long Time - Harry James "0:35 ━❍───────── -5: 32, ↻ ⊲ Ⅱ ⊳ ↺
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FIVE MANAGED TO clean the blood off his clothes while I summoned a new pair that I had been storing. "So we found a way home." Five mentioned as I pulled the tie around his neck.
"What? How?" Luther asked.
"All the details are irrelevant, but... we made a deal to get back to our timeline." Five stated. I had finished his tie and tucked it in his sweater vest.
"What about doomsday?" Diego asked.
"Won't happen." I answered, fixing my hair and readjusting my clothes in the mirror.
"And the 2019 apocalypse?"
"Everything will be back to normal." Five chimed in. "All right? Now, no more questions. We gotta go."
"We have to find the others, right?" I instructed them.
"Yeah."
"Luther you get Allison." Five began.
"Okay."
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"Diego, Klaus. We'll get Vanya." He completed. "Now, we meet back in the arrival alley in 77 minutes." Five informed, hastily pulling his blazer back on. He grabbed something from the table. "Here." Five handed us each an item. "I've synchronized these watches."
"Okay, let's do this." Luther said as we all put on the watches. Five and I began to walk off but was stopped.
"Woah, woah, woah, hold on." Diego interjected. "You show up drenched in blood..."
"Yeah, I get it. We came in here looking like bloody tampons." I interrupted sarcastically.
"... and expect us to believe everything's gonna be back to normal if we go home now? He questioned.
"Elliot just got killed because of us." Five motioned to the dentist chair.
"What about Dad? What about JFK?" He asked, taking a few steps closer.
