Grace was the one who volunteered for that mission. To travel back in time and prevent your death. Her move may have been perceived as honorable but… deep down it was simply selfish. She wanted to make sure you lived so that in the future, the two of you could meet each other.

When she arrived in the past she was a little lost and dazed from the trip but she quickly set out to find you. She found you at your workplace. She could hardly believe how pretty and young you looked.

“Are you hurt?” she exclaimed loud and clear. She approached you so fast that you didn’t have time to react, she grabbed your chin and examined you roughly, moving you as if you were a rag doll. “We have to go. Now.” she ordered when that same man she had shot in the chest, began to get up as if nothing had happened.