There had always been a strong connection to Mia, in a lot of ways, he owed her everything. She was the one that had been able to secure his freedom. It was why he had dedicated himself to law the way he had, and why he had made sure that he was going to be a part of her firm. It was also the reason that he had taken her death pretty hard. This place was strange, none of it made sense, but if there was one thing he could be happy about, it was the fact that she was there.
He'd, admittedly, been standing towards the entrance of Central Park, wearing the all too familiar blue jacket. It was classic, right? Well, part of an imagine anyway. And the tornado thingy that took him here hadn't messed up his hair. His name was being spoken, he turned his head and came face to face with a woman he hadn't imagined he'd ever really see again. It made his heart skip a beat. "Chief? It's..you."