Walter Beckett x Me!
(Cause I honestly want to be in this movie, and I really love Walter and his character.)
Obviously this won't be all of my information, but most of the backstory is based on me. Hope you enjoy!
So, Lance ended up firing Walter, much to my dismay. I tried to tell him that he was being unfair and that he shouldn't fire Walter. However, like almost every other conversation we have, he didn't listen.
We headed down to Joy Jenkins office when one of the interns came running up to us. "Agent Rivera! There's an emergency at your home. You've been dismissed for the rest of the day." He said, panting in between breaths. I froze, my heart clenching.
God, if this is what I think it is...
"Uh..." I looked to Lance. "Tell Joy I'll be back as soon as I can." I stated, then ran down the halls towards the entrance.
Please be okay...
LANCE'S POV:
I watched as Michelle ran, before shaking my head. What kind of home emergency could someone who lives alone have? I walked into Joy's office, immediately handing her the suitcase. "Mission accomplished." I stated proudly.
Michelle's Pov:
I barged into the entrance of my home, practically slamming the door behind me. "Racheal?! RACHEAL!" I shouted, seeing no one in the living room.
"In the room!" Her voice shouted. I hurried towards the room, coming to the doorway to find....
My sister coloring with her daughter.
HUH!?!?
"Racheal, where's the emergency? You called my job-"
"Of course I did. I need you to watch Emma. You wouldn't come if I didn't call it an emergency." She stated as she stood from the floor. I sighed in exasperation. "Racheal, you made me have a heart attack. I thought one of you was genuinely hurt." I scolded.
She smiled. " We are fine. Aren't we Emma?" My neice Emma smiled at me from her spot on the floor. I smiled. Racheal had such a beautiful daughter, one that looked almost exactly like her. They were both a bright part of my life, and I loved them both for sticking by my side.
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"Okay, so I have a meeting. I won't be back until late. Emma, behave for Auntie, okay?" Emma nodded, still focused on her coloring. "Wheres Mommys hug goodbye?" Emma jumped up, clinging to her mom with so much love, almost as much as Racheal gave back.
I smiled, giving Racheal a hug before she left. Emma went back to coloring, gesturing for me to join her. I laughed, removing my leather jacket before grabbing my sketchpad and sitting with my neice.
With Walter and Lance:
After a long car chase, Walter and Lance were now catching their breath on top of a moving Semi Truck. Lance sighed. "I am really hating to say this, but we need help. We need someone who is great with tech, but is also strong and reliable. But who?"
Walter gasped. "I've got it!" He inserted some coordinates into the car, which immediately started moving towards it's new destination.
After awhile, they came to a house.
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Lance immediately recognized the house. "What? Why are we-" But Walter was already moving to the door. Lance sighed, getting out of the car (with the help of the voice activated controls) and followed Walter to the door.
Walter rang the doorbell, then waited patiently as he heard a female voice shout, "Just a second!" Suddenly the door was opened by a young girl, with brown hair and hazel eyes. She looked to be about 4 or 5 years old, and was shyly hiding behind the door.
Lance looked really confused. "I think we're at the wrong house." He said, about to turn around.
"Auntie!" The girl called out. Footsteps sounded from inside, and soon Michelle appeared behind the girl. "Walter?"
"Agent Rivera, we-"
"Call me Michelle. This is my neice, Emma. What brings you here?"
"We need some help." Lance stated from the ground. Michelle looked down, surprised to find a pigeon sitting there. "Hi Rivera."
"LANCE?!"
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"So let me see if I have this right. You drank the tech that Walter had created and because Walter put a Pigeon feather in it, you ended up turning into a pigeon? And since the agency thinks you stole the assassination tech, they are hunting you. So, you decided to come to my house cause you need my help to somehow prove to the agency that you are innocent by going after this Robot guy?"
"Yeah that is pretty much it." Lance stated. Michelle sat in silence for a moment. Then she sighed.
