troublewillfindme

Written as a follow up to this.

It is not a bug out bag.

Really.

Yes, it contains clothes and food and meds and other important things. Yes, it has a knife. There is a flashlight and batteries in there, too, along with a first aid kit. It has a netbook and several hard drives worth of media. It has a solar charger for devices. Wool socks. A few large plastic storage bags.

It also has a not-insubstantial supply of chocolate.

But it is not a bug out bag. There is no reason she keeps it handy.

William Weir is not rubbing off on her.

(He’d die if he knew how she’d packed the bag, she suspects.)

Weir. She worries at her lip. It’s been a while since she’s heard from him. He’s an adult, arguably even moreso than she is, and more than capable of looking out for himself. He has Jane and an alarmingly broad set of skills.

And also, from time to time, a stunningly casual disregard for personal safety.

Maybe she should check in on him.

“I sort of broke reality,” Weir says from the other side of a glowing purple portal.

She’d like to say she’s surprised. On one hand, there is an enormous glowing purple hole in her wall and William Weir is on the other side of it, in the midst of something even he’d described as ‘kind of post apocalyptic.’ On the other, well, of course, Weir broke reality. Wasn’t that always what things were escalating towards?

She takes a moment to take stock. She is a responsible adult. She has a job, and an apartment --- a job she hates and an apartment that she is relatively unattached to. A childhood spent crisscrossing the globe had somewhat prepared her for abrupt change. She doesn’t like teaching, doesn’t feel like her research is doing anyone any good.

Besides it’s not like February 2015 looks like it’ll be any more promising than February 2014.

She wants to pretend like this is about some grand cause, making a difference, going where you’re needed. Maybe it is, on some level, but in truth: she’s always had more fun with Weir than anyone else.

Broken reality? She’ll manage just fine.

She grabs her bag, and steps through the portal.