Alice. A lopsided smile spread across Jasper's face as he turned to look at his wife. They could literally be anywhere and she'd always find him. "My apologies, ma'am. Must've taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque," he rumbled in his Texan drawl, bowing his head apologetically. Late, she'd said. That raised a lot of questions, since where he'd come from he'd seen her a little more than an hour ago. He gazed at her for a moment, sensing her relief and a lingering... heartache. But mostly? Joy. He reached out a hand toward her, inviting her in. "What is this place?"