The portal from present day San Fran to here is currently open.

[The portal closes behind Aidan once it spits him out into a cobblestone backstreet. It's night.]

::Aidan appears in the backstreet, forming back into himself as he does. He wonders if that was just residual power, and now he might be completely powerless. He stands, looking around for a few moments. Dusting himself down he whispers under his breath.::

"Great. Just great."

::He attempts to turn into air, wondering if he still has his powers.::

[Airy fairy boy!]

(Thank goodness for that.)

::He thinks as he appears. He moves quietly into the streets, trying to remember every detail of where he is so he is able to teleport around using his abilities.::

::Dante steps out of the portal and looks around, trying to get his bearings.::

::When the portal closes behind him, Dante shrugs and walks out to the streets.::

::Dante walks through the portal and into the fourth dimension.::

::Swoosh! Petunius and Phoebe step through the portal, the former frowning at the sight.::

"I think we just stepped into Jack the Ripper's London."

::Phoebe looks paranoid.::

"I don't wanna get slashed up..."

::She moves closer to Petunius.::

"Why does it have to be night?"

"Someone Up There likes to have a laugh at our expense. Come on, with any luck we won't have to stay here long."

::He takes her arm and off they go in the nearest direction, which happens to be the streets.::

::Phoebe returns to the portal and waits for the others. She feels really bad.::

"I can't help but feel Aidan's just going to return here to his death. Drugged and done God knows what to, like I almost was."

::He sighs.::

::Petunius arrives just in time to hear Aidan's comment.::

"Look, I know how you feel. I just had to abandon a buncha guys in the middle of a war. But it's just one of those things we have to deal with. Whatever happens to him happens for a reason, apparently. Same for all of us."

::But he's not so sure he believes those words and they sound more like a well rehearsed speech, rather than something genuine.::

::Phoebe directs everybody through to the fourth dimension.::

(This sucks.)

::An unconscious Past Aidan lands flat on his back as the time portal closes and disappears.::

::Past Aidan groans loudly as he comes to, his cheek pressed against the cold stone of the pavement. Slowly, sickly, he pushes himself up and looks around.::

"Am I back?"

::A horrible feeling in his stomach, he makes his way along the streets.::