The guards circled around you. Electricity crackling on their batons. You took the fall for your partner. You knew it was a shit idea but she usually would get you back. Hopefully.

It was months. Maybe even years.

Their electricity crackled but the hairs on the back of your neck stood up. The glass behind you exploded as rapid gunfire erupted from behind you. You could smell ozone. A tell tale sign of portals. And her.