The following morning after Dale dropped them at the airport Emily could not help but be nervous with the portal sphere in her pocket, “what if the metal detectors pics it up?”
“It is not made out of metal,” James assures her as they approach the boarding gates, glad that Emily has the common sense not to actually call it by its name.
Nervously Emily follows James through the gates and the screening and sighs with relief when nothing happens.
“Enjoy your flight,” the officer says.
“Thank you,” Emily says, sounding nervous.
James just shakes his head at her before walking to the gate to enter the plane.
Two stops, and a day and a half later they landed in New York.
“Good thing you booked us for two weeks in each location. I just hope it won't take too long to get over the jetlag,” Em
