"That's a good idea." Ty responded.

"So tell me." he then said.

"Why art?" he asked her.

"What made you take up art? Why do you do it?" he asked further.

"I've seen the paintings that Hal has put up that you've done, but I've never know why the artist is an artist." he continued.

"So why art?"

"Well, I'm glad it turned into something very positive for you." Ty responded.

"And I'm sorry to hear your childhood and young adulthood was so shitty." he then said to her.

"From all I've heard about you, one would never know." he admitted.

"Your art brings joy around the world, and you've always seemed so personable and outgoing in your events." he went on.

"Still, seems you got your life back on track." he shrugged.

"I tell ya though, your art REALLY livens up the Unit. Especially in the nursery."

Ty nodded in response.

"That is fair." he said.

"But seriously, your artwork has made the place come alive." he told her. "It's breathed some serious livelihood into the building, and the people there." he went on.

"You say he's overpaying you, but whatever he paid you, it couldn't have been enough." he stated.

"And once we're in the air, feel free to mill about, obviously." he then told her.

"You feel like having anything specific to eat? Or anything you feel like having, particularly?"

"As long as it takes." Ty responded.

"Though I expect to be there for at least 3 weeks." he sighed.

"I'd talk about it, but at this point, it's official Unit business." he told her. "Sorry." he apologised, as Casey was given a sparkling water.

"Regardless, when we leave the plane, odds are we'll part ways." he then said.

"Wherever you go, I wish you luck, and safety."

Ty just smirked.

"It'll take more than a Fallen or two to keep ME down!" he declared confidently.

The rest of the flight was spent with idle chatter, some eating, and some napping as well. Casey had just woken up from a nap, when Ty spoke to her.

"Perfect timing." he said. "We're almost there. We'll be landing in about 20 minutes." he said further. "So sit down and buckle up." he went on.

"Have a nice nap?" he then asked.

When they'd parted ways, Ty couldn't help but feel a little worried for Casey. But he knew he had other things to concentrate on. So he pushed it out of his mind and continued on with what he needed to do, as Casey disappeared into the world.

---

Ash had gotten fed up with waiting. Ashleigh hadn't come back yet, and nobody had heard from her. He was feeling a lot better, as it didn't hurt to move any longer, and that was enough for him.

He was going to find her.

With the orb that Casey had left for them telling him she was still in that mountain range, he made his way there, and started to look for her. About an hour into the search, he suddenly came across strange feathers. Feathers that sent a chill down his spine. Normally angel feathers disintegrated into nothing when they were touched, or hit the ground, but Fallen feathers lingered for a bit... slowly decaying. And he found decaying feathers. With large traces of blood.

"...no..." he whispered, as he hastened his search, becoming more frantic.

After another 5 minutes, he came across Ashleigh; motionless and seemingly lifeless, laying on the ground.

"No!" he yelled, racing over towards her.

"Ashleigh!?" he exclaimed, kneeling down and checking her over.

Ash acted quickly. As quickly as he could. He lifted her up in his arms, and disappeared with her in a black burst of flames, appearing in the incoming teleporting area of OLA. Once there, medics quickly tended to her, and she was soon in a hospital room, in a bed, with her injuries patched up as best as the medics there could do. Which was pretty damn good, considering Rene personally led the efforts.

However, her temperature was still high, even for her. Which made him a bit concerned.

"Hm." he mumbled.

'Well, we've done what we can for her at the moment.' he thought.

"All we need to do now is monitor her and wait for her to wake up." he muttered further.

Rene looked over towards her, and sighed.

"The injuries should heal, but... it seems like she's under the weather?" he commented.

"Strange, as she rarely gets sick." he said further.

"I mean, it's happened before, but... it's always strange when ASHLEIGH gets sick, of all people." he continued.

"But we got her out of the woods as far as he injuries went, and seems like she'll survive." he shrugged, shaking his head.

"Ash got her here just in the nick of time."

Rene just sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, go on before you kill someone that doesn't deserve it." he told her.

"And yeah, might as well tell Ash we've stabilised her." he then said. "Tell him that if her condition doesn't worsen, she can be released for homecare and bedrest in as little as a week." he said further.

"Because the injuries were dealt with pretty competently, if I do say so myself." he reasoned.

"So no worries on THAT front." he continued.

"But I digress, go on and scram before there's trouble."

Just as she said that, the door swung open.

"WHA-" Ash started to ask in an annoyed tone, before he noticed who was there.

And he calmed down. Immediately.

"Oh, uh, Anna." he said.

"Sorry about that." he apologised, before noticing how... antsy... she looked.

"Right, what's up?" he asked.

"And feel free to be as succinct as you need to be."