"So what? Are just going to hide here the whole time?"

Namjoon huffs heavily, trying to block Seokjin's complaints as they hide in this conference room that they entered through in this random world.

This was the closest place Namjoon could've brought them to before they would've lost their minds.

Even his mind too.

He hates fucking traveling in time.

Yet the second everyone got in here it was as though a bomb went off, and this is where the arguing started.

And it didn't seem to stop.

"Can you all please shut the fuck up!"

"You had no idea what I had to go through during that damn loop shit thing! So YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"Can we all please calm down-"

"YOU'RE TELLING US TO CALM DOWN-"

Namjoon snaps his fingers, and all the noises finally all falling silent.

Finally.

He should've done this a earlier.

Namjoon takes in the silence and groans under his breath with a hand through his hair, recalling entering this world where Jimin was a therapist and was going through some mental break down about Taehyung, before raising his head to the pointed and annoyed stares from the six men sitting around the table quietly.

That's more like it.

Namjoon leans back on the chair, eyes narrowed to all of them, "Alright, I take full responsibility for what happened with us getting split up. At least I found you all before something severe could've happened. Now in the worlds you were in, did you find any sign or glimpse of the counterparts from the images?"

Since no one could speak, they shook their heads at the same time.

Dammit.

Where could they be?

There are over multiple parallel realities they could loop into, there has to be one that is where they are exactly!

Shit!

Angrily slamming his fist on the table, Namjoon glares at the table, trying so hard to keep his emotions at bay before he ends up causing a damn earthquake.

Probably could if he really tried.

Clearly noticing his obvious frustration, Jungkook respectfully raises a hand, making everyone's eyes snap towards him. For a long moment Namjoon just eyed his hand, knowing this Jungkook is probably one of the only people whose actually sane here before just rolling his eyes and waving a hand to remove the silent spell.

"What if," Jungkook says, clearing his throat a little, "Listen, I don't know much about universes or galaxies and what not, but I do know that most of the time that when someone come after my ass it's because I possibly did something shitty to them. Speaking from experience. So, do you think there's anyone who's out to get you? Pissed off an old relative or something?"

Namjoon grimaces to his question, "Everyone is out to get me Jungkook. I'm a sorcerer. In my world, that's still looked down upon. This is a person of magic. I just don't know where they could've taken everyone else and for what motive. I don't know if they're just doing it to spite me or actually try to kill them-"

This time Karma raised an elegant hand, making Namjoon also release him from the spell.

"Shit, don't do that again," Was the first thing he growled, earning a soft and small smile from Jungkook, "As a mafia boss in my world, speaking from personal experience as well, I try to keep those of use to me close in order to get what I really want a leverage. So, this person probably wants you to find them if they took exactly your partners. The motive? I don't fucking know but guarantee them still being alive."

"One of them is an angel, right?" Jungkook suddenly asks, making Namjoon nod, "Well, from my shit of knowledge on the area, angels can't die, right? Maybe there's a way for you to reach him? Angels are universal beings, so you just have to trace him somehow."

Hoseok suddenly tried to speak but was muffled by the spell, so Namjoon released it from him.

A grim glare fixes Hoseok's eyes to Namjoon before glancing to Jungkook, "As I said how is he going to do that? He's been trying to trace them this whole time. We wouldn't even be here right now if that wasn't the case!"

Jimin suddenly extends his arm out excitedly, similar to a little kid in school, before Namjoon sighs heavily under his breath and also removes the spell from him.

"What if," Jimin pauses, eyes glittering excitedly, "We lure them to Namjoon!"

What...?

Seokjin sends him a pointed stare, not at all amused, so Namjoon removed the spell from all of them before he could even ask.

"Are you dumb? They're kidnapped! How the fuck are they going to be able to reach Namjoon if they're taken?"

"Provocation," Karma whispers quietly, seeming as though the answers are slowly coming together, now looking at Namjoon, "Fallen and an actual angel..... One senses death and the other suffers of loss. They can detect things, right?"

Namjoon narrows his eyes, trying to see what he's getting at, "An angel only protects humans, and a fallen does feel the fallen of a human. Not from an immortal."

"But aren't you all close? Intimately close?" Yoongi asks quietly, "Won't they still sense your presence?"

"I don't believe that's how it works."

Jimin frowns so suddenly, but then smiles broadly, "I got it!" He squeals, once again with his arm raised excitedly, "What if you find them through us?"

Yoongi looks at Jimin now furrowing his eyebrows, "What is this that you mean?"

"What if Namjoon can find them through us? Connecting every single one of our counterpart-"

"That's too much energy," Namjoon says heavily, "Besides, I can't just-"

Abruptly Jungkook suddenly takes the gun out from his belt and points it to Namjoon.

Before Namjoon could even react, Jungkook shoots the gun.

Hitting him right on the arm.

What the fuck!

Namjoon painfully screeches as he grips his arm, meanwhile Karma yanks the gun away from his hands, angrily, "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND!? HE'S OUR TICKET HOME-"

"Namjoon."

A voice.

A familiar breathy voice echoed the room, forcing everyone to look around to where it possibly came from.

It didn't sound like it came from anyone.....

Namjoon eyed the room through his tears of the bullet in his arm, but suddenly screeches to the agonizing pain in his arm abruptly spreading the entire wound. Screeches turns to screams and he's on the ground, desperately holding onto the injured area.

As the voice spoke.

"Find us."

"Namjoon."

"Alive."

"World."

"Trees."

"Together."

Too in pain to notice the words, Namjoon only continues to scream in pain while everyone else immediately rushes to his side. Noticing his grip on the arm, Yoongi takes his sword and easily slices the sleeve of his shirt where the wound is.

Blood is pouring like a river stream out of the wound.

Along with a bright light piercing from inside.

"Oh shit! Is he going to explode!?"

"The fuck is going on?"

Namjoon's eyes now are blurred by the numb of the pain, teeth gritting together as he angrily seethes through this exercitation burn in the wound.

Yet at the same time visions blurred through his mind. Visions of flowing through multiple worlds, filled with bullets, gun shots, death, yet small glimmers of love, leading it all through a world filed with tress. Skies an endless blue, flutters of fireflies and clears of waters.

All of it leading to a familiar angel, who's eyes were closed with chains to his wrists as he whispers quietly under his breath.

Until he snaps his eyes open and Namjoon and forced back here.

All until it suddenly disappears.

Just as the bullet slides out of his body, by a bright white light, the same light being how the wound slowly began to heal.

Jungkook...

Jungkook found him.

Jimin was right.

They'll find him, and he will find them.

And now, Namjoon knows exactly where they are, and how to get there too.

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A/N:

We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship -

Sorry, I felt like the song went well with this - let me stop :')

HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE!!!! <3

I PURPLE YOU! <333