"No, I'm daring you to go into the woods with me," he answered, grinning. "You don't have to wear a red cape if you don't want to."
He nodded. "Go, get our things and I'll meet you here. Make sure Margaret is with someone, and by the way, that family proves that there are people a lot crazier than me."
Derek went to his room to make sure that Ford would stay with Sheldon, before changing into something more normal: jeans, tee shirt and his boots. He did call Deeks to let him know what was going. He also stopped by John's, because... well because it was easier than those stupid emails. One final stop at the bar.
As he walked to their meeting point, the backpack felt familiar and comforting. He liked this, made him feel like he was still in control of something, as opposed to flying in a freaking balloon. "Come on, we're going -" He pointed to the trees. "We don't have to go deep just away from this place, but we have the important things in life: gun, sleeping bag and tequila."