6Disclaimer: Though I absolute wish The Librarians was my mind child. It sadly is not.
She never expected this outcome when she and Judson released the Library from the Metropolitan Public Library focal point. Dying, well it wasn't the worst possible thing that could have happened to her. Comatose, been there done that, working with the Library has some potential to be injured. Stuck in the Library? Please, like that would be bothersome. On her extremely long list of possibilities, waking up de-aged in the middle of Central Park New York was not even a passing thought.
Of course the only option after she awoke was to get the nearest Library outpost to her location. Unfortunately that place was in Portland, Oregon. And she had no money, no communication device, and no way to get to Portland easily. Great.
It took two days, three hotwired cars, four pickpocketed wallets, and seventeen huge cups of coffee. But finally, finally, she arrived at the Portland outpost!
Knock, knock!
It took a couple of minutes for the Door to open. When it did, she was faced with Ezekiel Jones.
"Um, who are you mate?" he asked.
"Hello, Mr. Jones. Is Flynn Carsen in the Annex at the moment?" she replied.
"Yeah, see I don't think that I should give that information to you," Ezekiel started to close the door on her.
She shoot her hand out and held it open, "Please tell Flynn, if he is there, that Charlene is outside."