Canada.
Greg Sanders could truthfully say that he had been there now. Oh, he had been there, and loads had happened there too. The man ran a hand through his already messy hair, the cold air caused his hair gel to become even stiffer then normal. But, that was perfectly alright because he liked it that way. Spikey. That was always nice, and it continued to set him apart from the rest of the team.
I'll See You Soon
Letting out a deep breath, Greg leaned over the railing, looking down upon the courtyard of the hotel below. His hands gripped the sides of the bar as his abdomen was pushed against it, making it slightly harder to breathe. Brown eyes wandered over the freshly watered lawn, all the way to the small pond that had been placed in the middle of the clearing. For a moment, he contemplated going down there, but there wouldn't have been much point...He would have been alone anyway, and a pond full of fish could only hold your attention for so long...Especially Greg's.
xxx
They, the whole team, had endured an...interesting night, to say the least. Though, she was rather relieved that they had gotten Catherine back and safely in Nick's arms. Which, for some reason, wasn't too suprising. It was cold in Canada, really. This caused Sara to put a dark colored sweater on over her shirt. The brunette pulled a loose string from the sleave, though, she knew it really wasn't the best idea. Shrugging, she let it drop, and continued to look out over the city. It was odd, to be able to stay in a hotel that, on one side, you had a courtyard with pristine features, and on the other, you could watch the townspeople move along at their own pace. It was certainly a change from the Las Vegas casinos, that's for sure.
{There, I hope that is good enough for you people. v_v;;}
.. Greg, I dunno, we can have him surveying something with Sofia?}