Lincoln was in his office with a white board before Michael walked in seeing his focus pinned on it.
Michael: any luck with those guys.
Lincoln: I haven't asked them any questions yet.
Michael: then-
Lincoln: I left them with bright.
Michael noticed Lincoln's phone was ringing.
Michael: you put your phone on silent.
Lincoln: I don't need any distraction's.
Michael: you have two hundred missed calls.
Lincoln: just ignore it.
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Rita: why isn't he picking up.
Lynn Sr: keep trying.
Luna came downstairs looking a bit tired because it was still a bit early and non of them had gotten much sleep.
Luna: uh dudes, Lincoln said to stop calling him, his trying to work.
Lynn Sr: what could be so important that he can't answer the phone.
They all look at him with questionable looks.
Luna: he sent this.
She showed them pictures of a dead D-class and the FBI agent being tortured
Luna: he said his working on the problem, that we should all try to relax.
...
Lincoln walked into the room that the FBI agents where in walking towards them.
Lincoln: I see you're awake, got another joke for me.
Guy2: no no more jokes we promise.
Lincoln: are you willing to co-operate with me.
Guy1: we will do anything, just don't let that psycho-
Lincoln: where is she?
Guy2: we don't know.
Lincoln: is that so, cause I don't believe you... FBI agents are known to alot of things annoying, problematic, nose and really good liers.
Guy2: we're telling the truth.
Guy1: we were jumped some other guys took her.
Lincoln: I'll end this conversation with this, I'm sending some of our men and women to infiltrate your office.
Guy1: are you crazy.
Guy2: do you really think you can fight the government.
Lincoln: I would be willing to wage war, compared to what we've seen the government still has alot to learn.
Guy2: you must be really dumb, they'll be waiting since we didn't come back.
Lincoln: I'm aware of that, but let me really make it so you don't come back, Dr.Bright if you please.
A hatch opened a wheel with various SCP's on it came out from the ground.
Lincoln: do you feel lucky.
Lincoln spinned the will after turning for a while it past SCP 682 and landed on SCP 106.
Lincoln: you get the old man, let's see what your partner gets.
He spin's after passing various SCP it landed on D-class.
Lincoln: lucky you.
Some guards came and dragged one of the FBI agent's out of the room.
Before Lincoln exited the room meeting Michael.
Michael: what if they don't have her.
Lincoln: I know they don't have her.
Michael: then?
Lincoln: what I'm doing is to make sure the FBI stops bothering the big boys.
Michael: so the real question now is.
Lincoln: who has Lynn.
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The FBI agent was thrown in a dampped room with a pistol which he picked up.
Guy2: where's this so called old man.
A hand was put on his shoulder before turning around to see the humanoid standing over him before shooting at it, the old man looked at the wound close before getting three more shoots fired at it.
The old man grabbed him by the neck before dragging him to it's pocket dimenion
...
Three guards walked into the room one untied the agent and another handed him an orange jumpsuit.
Guard: put this on.
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Lincoln was in his office with files of four other organizations.
Lincoln: it seems like a good day to die, a good day indeed.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed
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FanfictionWhat if Lincoln didn't lie about having badluck to have time for himself, but to have time for a certain foundation. I didn't work on this story by myself I got help from the @THE_13_CLUB
