“Yes…one could do with a new butler.” The Queen said. “I won't prosecute you if you give him to me.”
“Ok.” Hannah tried to push Chris forward.
“NO!” Jess exclaimed.
“YES!” Hannah shouted back. “I don't want to go to jail, do you?”
“No…”
“So shut up and give the lady the butler.” Hannah demanded.
“No…” Jess sniffed.
“We all have to make sacrifices, Jess.” Hannah said firmly.
“Oh, and you'd be willing to let her take Chris J or Grant, would you?” Kurt asked, sarcastically.
“Yes…”Hannah lied after a pause.
“Hand over the butler niiiice and slowly.” Said an armed policeman, pointing his gun at them.
“Jess?” Hannah said slowly. “You know what's the best thing to do.
Jess nodded, looking upset.
“No. Not that Jess, giving Chris up…that's the best thing.”
Jess nodded after a long while.
“It was really lovely serving you, Jess. I must admit, I haven't done a more exciting job before.”
Jess smiled.
“Do you know,” Chris J said light heartedly, “The Queen waved at me once – I was in Newcastle, in this bass shop, and everyone ran out into the street because the Queen was coming, in Newcastle…and-“
“Thrilling, Chris, but as much as I'd like to share life stories, this is neither the time nor the place!” Hannah snapped.
The ship creaked as the hull began to split under the pressure of the water.
“Jess! Choose!!” Hannah exclaimed.
Chris B was already walking away however. “Don't worry about paying me Jess, darling. You paid me with respect and entertainment!”
“There, there.” Hannah patted Jess on the shoulder. “It's all for the best.”
Jess paused for a second.
“The hell it is.” Jess took a run at the departing crowd of soldiers and, with a cry of: “KEEP OFF MY MAN, ROYAL-BITCH!” She leapt on top of the Queen and knocked her over.
“Oh, bloody hell.” Hannah covered her face with her hand.
“Get off the monarch and stand back with your hands in the air.” A soldier demanded.
“Kiss my ARSE!” Jess grabbed a pole out of the ship's deck, stuck it into the ground and ran around it, kicking the soldiers in the face.
When they all lay unconscious, they turned back to the others, who stared in disbelief.
“Right,” she cleared her throat. “Kurt, could you teleport us out of here?”
“Er…ja.”
BAMF!

“Kurt…where the hell are we?!” Hannah said, looking around.
“I…I…tried to get us as near to England as possible…” He said, sounding out of breath. He knelt down and tried to recover strength.
Jess looked around at her surroundings: it was dark, there was a high roof and stained glass everywhere.
“KURT!”
Kurt slumped down on the floor. “Vat?”
“YOU'VE BROUGHT US TO GERMANY! TO A CHURCH!!”
“It's a cathedral…” Kurt corrected her, before falling asleep.
“I thought I felt slightly holier…” Hannah muttered.
“Bloody hell, he transported us a long way…do you think he's going to be ok?” Chris J said.
“I'll get him a cup of tea.” Chris B said running off.
“What are we going to do now?” Hannah asked Jess.
“We have to get back to England.” Jess answered, looking around uncomfortably at the surroundings.
“Where you're recognised as President, you mean?” Grant said.
“No, duffus, she's President of the World…that's recognised everywhere, even in Germany.” Hannah explained.
“Oh, I see.” Grant said. “But then why didn't the Queen recognise you, Jess? Surely they should have been rescuing you from her.”
“I couldn't find a kettle or any teabags for that matter, so I'm afraid all I've got is a cup of holy baptizing water.” Chris B offered Kurt.
“Don't even try it.” Jess said, taking the cup and sniffing it suspiciously. “You don't' know where it's been.”
“It was in the font.” Chris B exclaimed.
“It could have been there weeks! It's probably DIRTY.”
“We'd better get out of here…at least we're marginally closer to England now…” Hannah said, opening the church doors. “Maybe we could get to France, then go through the channel tunnel…” She mused, looking out.
“I think we should wait a bit – Kurt's exhausted.” Jess protested.
“Then you can carry him. Now c'mon, I want to go home.” Hannah snapped. “I bet the washing basket's filled to overflowing by now…” She muttered.
They came out of the church, Chris J and Hannah walking ahead whilst Jess, Grant and Chris B struggled with an unconscious Kurt.