She led him out to the street and hailed a cab and then whispered their destination into the cabbie's ear. The entire ride she just chatted, telling Teddy about what she'd been doing and what France was like and her job at the diner. His question was left unanswered save for a mysterious, "I don't think you have a counterpart here" with particular emphasis on the 'you.'
Soon they were pulling up to a large neo-gothic style church at Broadway and 155st street.
"It's the Church of the Intersession," Cassie explained, in what was really no explanation at all, as they stepped out onto the lamp-lit sidewalk. "It used to be part of the Parish of Trinity church, you know that huge Cathedral down on Broadway and Wallstreet. The one you guys destroyed during Kate's sister's wedding."
She went past the church to a pair of wrought iron doors set into a gate enclosing a large cemetery. Cassie pushed into the cemetery and started down the path, her voice low as she told him conversationally that this was the only active cemetery left in Manhattan.
Cassie knew exactly where to go, she'd asked Nick Fury to find out for her- it'd come up when he was giving her a "new" identity. The path was lit though the gravestones beyond were dark and it took a few minutes to find the right corner, but there it was, a tombstone in white marble. Kneeling down beside the marker she peered at it and shivered. It read Cassandra Eleanor Lang, 1993-2005. She beckoned for Teddy to have a look.