"They want us to do what?" i ask looking over the paper work.

Kyra: "that's what i heard" i say after he asked for the millionth time, this might take a while.

i sit there for a moment. "$100,000,000's if we come back. but back in time? you really think it is worth it?"

i think about it for a second "i-it could be" i say still thinking but so many thoughts going through my mind, what f something went wrong or if we came back in a different time...

"I cant help but think of all that could go wrong." i put the paper down. "but how to pass up 100 million." it was final, we had to go or we both would go bankrupt. "Pack your bags we'er heading to the CIA."

an Hour later the plane is landing...

"have i ever told you how much i hate flying?"

"heights?" i say a bit shaky, i had always been afraid of heights "am i the only one who thinks this is a bad idea?" i say to him, gripping the arm of the seat, my nails digging into it as the plane makes a bumpy landing

"more of planes. they make me jumpy, the thought of how many have crashed." i say as we come to a stop. "just thing of the money we will have. you can buy anything you want."

i look away out the window, that stung a bit from old memories from when i was a child, a bit shakily try to unbuckle my seatbelt, which didnt seem to work to well. i was also claustrophobic which didnt help much.