Broken Promise: A Breaking Bad fan sequel

Drawing Breath, Part 1

The bus dropped off Holly at the stop nearest her house, as it always did. Skyler had considered picking her up from school every day, but decided to let her take the bus, since that gave her some more opportunity to speak with people her own age, since there were no children on their street. This is how Holly ended up walking the block back to her house.

She noticed the car on the block, but it was nothing bizarre; there were always people parking up and down the street to visit relatives, since many of those who lived on their street were older retirees. She also didn't notice it as it pulled out, since she was well beyond the point where it was out of her vision. The engine made noise as the car pulled forward, but the driver knew how to keep the sound to a minimum.

As Holly walked to the driveway, she heard the brakes on the car halt it behind her, and the door opened as she looked back. Rushing toward her was a figure cloaked in black, and Holly screamed as he grabbed her and put a cloth over her head. She heard her mother call her name as she passed out.

———

She woke up in the basement of someone's home, with the black figure standing over her, except Holly had been wrong in assuming the figure was a male; standing in the uniform, but with the mask removed, was a girl, in her early twenties, with short blond hair.

"Hello, Holly White," she said.

"That's not my name," Holly said, trying to stand but realizing she was in handcuffs attached to the floor.

"Well, yeah, your name's Holly Lambert, but that's not your birth name. Has your mother really not told you who you are?" The woman smiled as she confirmed what she had already suspected, that Holly was unaware of her true heritage. "You were born Holly White, daughter of Walter and Skyler White, the latter of whom went back to using her maiden name after your father was exposed as the meth kingpin operating under the nom de guerre 'Heisenberg.'" Holly was shocked at hearing this, as evident by her facial expression. "You look like him, you know. Well, the him that had hair." The woman removed a picture from the table and gave it to Holly. In it was a man who looked like the one who had appeared on Crime Confidential, except that this one had hair. "Do you see the resemblance? That's Heisenberg, your father."

"No, that's not..." Holly's voice faded as she thought about her mother preventing her from watching that episode, about how Walter White had also been a science teacher who got cancer, and how he'd been considered brilliant. That was her father. "Dad..." she said softly.

"You finally see, don't you? You realize what kind of man your father really was. Drug kingpin, and, perhaps more importantly, murderer. I wonder if the count I was able with a shit ton of digging to find even covers every single one of them. I'm not surprised that the APD failed to make these connections; they didn't have a single good cop on their force. Of course, your uncle at the DEA did much better, eventually."

"Who are you?!" Holly screamed, with a mixture of fear and anger. She really was her father's daughter.

"You wouldn't know me, and neither would your dad, but he would know mylast name." She bent down to be at Holly's level. "You know, Holly, ifeverything goes to plan, this will all go smoothly, and you'll be alive andwell. I have no animosity toward you. Yet like me, you carry the burden of sinfrom an earlier generation. But that doesn't mean we can't be on a first-namebasis. It also seems only fair." The woman extended her hand to shake Holly'shandcuffed one. "My name is Kaylee Ehrmantraut."

———

Skyler was at her home, surrounded by police officers, and she was thinking about the last time Holly had been kidnapped. She shuddered at the thought, that this had something to do with Walt, that despite changing her name and moving to Santa Fe, someone from his past had caught up to them.