Queens

[Prince George]

George stood and patted Lucy on the shoulder. " Don't worry your pretty little head love. I appreciate you coming." He started to leave and then turned back, "There is something you can do for me. I know your intelligence apparatus is very good. If there's anything I need to know you'll tell me won't you?"

[Lucy Lineas]

"I will entirely keep you in the loop if they hear anything. We're friends George... I value that more than anything." Lucy said and pecked his cheek. "And if you ever need a real home cooked meal... come to the White House."

[Prince George]

"I will. Thank you." George gave her a parting smile turned and walked outside placing his bowler hat on his head and turning the collar of his jacket up against the autumn wind.

"I've tapped into the city's street cameras, and I'm tracking him," Livvy said over the coms.

[Cassandra Windsor]

"Good, keep an eye on him." Cassie whispered into her comm and quietly paid for their drinks. "My senses are usually pretty good at feeling out ill intent, but this is bloody Washington, it's like near Buckingham, everyone has ill intents."

[Livvy Sandoval]

"Must be terrible, " Livvy quipped, "being able to sense that. Especially in our line of work. Okay, the Prince just caught a cab and is heading west on Massachusetts Avenue. He's not heading home."

[Cassandra Windsor]

"Well it's served me well over the years. But it's just hard to zero in on where exactly it's coming from." Cassie replied as she hopped onto the back of Gale's car. "I wonder where he's heading. Did we get anything off his bug?"

[Livvy Sandoval]

"Nothing. The White House... hold on they just turned onto Rockcreek and Potomac Parkway. He could be heading for Ronald Reagan Spaceport," Livvy said as she swiveled her chair accessing the computer databases. " Confirmed, he's booked onto British Spaceway's Flight 216 to London."

[Cassandra Windsor]

"Oh that's just bonkers... he's taking an actual flight to London instead of just transporting?" Cassie shook her head. "What backwards century is this?

"I think he's trying to draw out whoever he thinks is after him." Gale suggested. "Like that time you and mum made a bit of a production out of making it known you were going to be somewhere so that one stalker that was harassing you two would make himself known so dad could... take care of her."

"Tully Leary... yeah... and he came just as we predicted and Scotland Yard was there to arrest and dump his arse into a facility for the insane." Cassie replied. "Hmm... Livvy, cancel his flight somehow. Or at least delay it. I may need to slap some sense into him."

[Livvy Sandoval]

"Umm... that's more than observing and providing information," Livvy balked. "That is actively interfering in the past. You cannot know the butterfly effect that could occur by delaying or canceling a flight. It seems insignificant but you are messing with the destinys of hundreds of people."

[Cassandra Windsor]

"Fine then cancel his flight, deny his charge card. Mother used to do that to me all the time. I was stuck in the Maldives in just a bikini and a coverup for 2 days because she didn't like that I skipped out on a family portrait." she scoffed. "As if we were a family. But I already had my luggage aboard and she cancelled my ticket. Reported my credit chip as stolen. I had to borrow money from a friend." she smirked at the thought. "Guess I could be a 'friend'. As if he'll recognize me... unless he's into 300 year old lingerie ads."