Well, that was unexpected.

Letting his hand drop from Layla's shoulder, Jamie blinked at their new surroundings, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the low light. He took an uncertain step forward out from the shadow of the bridge, then returned to her side, his gaze questioning.

"We're in France," he said, stating the obvious. He'd lived there for a time, after all, it didn't take much to clue him into where they were. The real questions were why and how. "You... took us to France."