Glitching to Fix Time {Poor Execution, Rewrite occurring in diff book}

Ch 8: Rip the mission highjacker

"Oh my shooting stars," Clarity put a hand on her chest as if she were clueless and hadn't had gideon erase all her time bureau files. "I wonder how that could have happened."

"I have my suspicions." Rip shot a dirty look Micks way. Not that the arsonist seemed to care that Rip thought he stole the hard copy. "Nevertheless, I would appreciate it if you considered returning, even probationally."

"Sorry, but I'm a legend. Not an agent, we both know the bureau will do just fine without me." Clarity gestured to Amaya. "The team is even all back together, I'm not about to become the missing piece. You made your place in the bureau Rip, I gave it my best shot at making it mine, but this is where I belong. It's where I want to be. Where I'm happiest. No amount of money will change that."

"Very well, if there really is no changing your mind." Rip sighed looking to Amaya. "Ah, Ms. Jiwe. I was surprised to hear that you'd rejoined the team as well."

"It's surprising to me too." Amaya admitted with a nod.

"I trust we're not under arrest?" Stein asked the former captain.

"Far from it." Rip replied.

"Rip? What... Rip, where the hell did you come from? Where'd he come from?" Jax asked in confusion earning strange looks from everyone on the bridge except Ray.

"What... where... Where do any of us come from? You know, what are the odds of that one lonely sperm meeting with that one special egg? You know us science types are always still wrestling with the big questions." Ray scrambled to cover for the memory loss Jax was suffering due to having his psychic connection cut off.

"We've answered those questions, Dr. Palmer." Stein replied.

"Well actually I wouldn't call them totally answered. Scientists always thought they were swimmers, little tadpole guys, but actually they're spinners. They don't wiggle like snakes at all they do a spinny spin spin and kind of drill their way in." Clarity twirled her finger.

"Mm-hmm." Ray agreed looking pained. "Yeah, right, scientists have been fooled for decades."

Jonas slammed his hands over his ears pulling a disgusted face.

"It's nothing you haven't heard in health class Jonas. Don't be so dramatic." Rip ruffled his sons hair.

"I need Jax's help, uh, with this. Um, there's some GPS data on here, and, um, it might be able to tell us where our dead man walking came from and, uh, where he's going. Or her. So, yep." Ray went to leave with Jax.

"Wait wouldn't Clarity prove to be more helpful in that area?" Stein protested.

"Uh, yeah, yeah your right. She would but I need Jax's help first fixing the uh broken, machine in the lab. So Clarity you Glitch down to the lab in twenty thirty minutes and Jax and I will have it all fixed and ready to go by the time you get down there."

"Alright, sounds good Ray." Clarity nodded her head but the genius hadn't waited for a reply. He was already walking off with Jax. "Those two are acting weird. Is Jax alright?" Clarity looked to Stein.

"I'm not feeling any signals of alarm from him." Stein denied. "Though Jefferson is acting a bit strange. I'll go investigate. Excuse me."

"Never a dull moment." Rip sighed, Jonas having gone into the parlour to plug in his ds. His other two being charged as well. The boy was lucky the legends showed up when they did. Two of his devices were dead and his third was about to be out of juice.

Mick, Sara, Nate, Rip, and Clarity all went in the parlor following the boys lead. Rip stood on one side, Nate, Sara and Mick standing on the other, as Clarity stood in the middle. Though Amaya bid them farewell, wanting to go speak with Zari instead. Rip poured himself a drink five glasses set out for the other legends. "Not to be... overly sentimental, but, uh, I've missed this place."