Clone City, Valley of the Queens

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"This... this is not funny."

With a voice devoid of accent Sal found herself suddenly not at home, returning to her living room after a bathroom break while watching reruns of Avatar: The Last Airbender. If the place had been a nexus or something she was more familiar with she would have been perfectly okay with the entire situation.

Except that this was not a room, not a nexus, and not a cafe. It was a cave. She wasn't a fan of caves. They were gross and earthy and just... well... gross. This cave wasn't drippy or anything, but she still didn't like it. She growled to herself and walked awhile until she found a large French door. Which was weird in and of itself. She wrenched it open and found her feet on green grass.

"Where the hell am I?" She looked around at the enormous valley spread out around her.

This is surreal...

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"...I know."

The smile was gone from Sal's face.

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"You're really our Sarge? Not a Sal from somewhere else?" His forehead furrowed.

"Whoops." Kal propped Lou up as he started to list.

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"It's me, honest." Sal grinned.

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"Did God do it?"

Kal blinked, then scowled slightly.

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"Maybe." She shrugged, but reached for her husband's hand and squeezed it.

That was Sal: the pragmatist.

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Kurt absently kissed her fingers, but then looked at Kal and the clones. "Ja. Ja, He did."

"What do you know about it?" Kal let Lou slump into a chair and went back for a notcoffee refill.

"A lot." He looked at Sal and remembered Vanya's amusement when she'd found out his official job title.

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"Padre."

She giggled again.