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But when he didn’t answer, she grew impatient and stamped her feet. Needing a moment to catch his breath, Valentine stood leaning back against the wall inside Eleanor’s office. With his hands on his knees, he took a few deep breaths, ready to go back, ready to take what he needed to get home. She was his ticket. His only ticket. Taking one last deep breath, he prepared to slip into the wormhole that would take him to her side. He needed a little more energy to carry more than one person so he took his time, letting the breath slip quietly from his lips. Just as he opened the wormhole to step through, he felt a deep thud, followed by an intense pain in his back. He fell into the hole with Declan falling close behind him. A split second later, he appeared beside Madge, her face finally be