A/N~When creating this chappie, I have based this off for one of my favorite anime movies called The Boy and The Beast by Mamoru Hosoda!


"Dave, the hell you sent me here for? I don't know who am I supposed to be looking for." Michael explained, while he and Dave Norton were looking around the FlyUS terminal for Blake.

They have been waiting at the airport for over 30 minutes and then they decided to look around the FlyUS terminal to find her. But somehow, the people who were working there did not seen the person that Dave was looking for who came off the plane from Ludendorff, North Yankton.

"Where the hell could she be?" Dave questioned while still looking for the dark haired teen, but it caught the attention of the ex-criminal as he walked towards the older FIB agent.

"What are you talking about, Davey? Why are we here for?" Michael questioned. "Am I supposed to be meeting someone?"

"Alright, I'll explain…" Dave sighed, softly before speaking the truth. "Five hours ago, I received a phone call and it was coming from Ludendorff, and from off of your old phone that you used during the heist, nine years ago."

"Wait, my old phone? I thought that phone was off." Michael replied.

"And it turns out… it was your youngest daughter calling." Dave finished.

"You fuckin' kidding me? My daughter Blake called you?" Michael questioned as he was surprised. His sixteen year old daughter who was left behind in Ludendorff called out to Dave Norton and she could be here in Los Santos.

"Yeah, Townley, and she's taken the flight to here last night. Her plane landed over 30 minutes ago and we're here looking for her." Dave explained.

"Why the hell you didn't say anything about this?" Michael questioned.

"I can answer that question later but now we have to find her. She couldn't have gotten far and she doesn't know the whole Los Santos area." Dave said, before pulling out his iFruit phone and started dialing Michael's old number from his recent calls over the past few hours. "Here, I'll call her and hopefully she'll answer." He said, before putting his iFruit phone on speakerphone as it started ringing Michael's old black Motorola RAZR V3...


Back with Blake and Steve, the dark haired teen was unable to hear her uncle's old flip phone ringing, due to the fact that it was on silent. Blake and Steve were both at Bean Machine, sitting inside of the building while drinking coffee. While Blake was drinking a French Vanilla coffee, Steve decided to answer more questions to her.

"So, tell me. Why are you running away? Got a crazy boyfriend? Trying to start over by getting away?" Steve questioned, while holding onto his coffee cup with both hands.

"Yeah… I actually ran away from home. I was hurt… physically and mentally." Blake explained, after taking her sip of coffee, while looking down at her hands that were holding onto the travel coffee cup. "... By my mother."

"Why would your mother hurt you? You're a young lady who looks beautiful." Steve questioned.

"Thanks… but scars and bruises don't make you look beautiful." Blake explained. "Somehow, I'm here in Los Santos, trying to find my uncle who I thought was dead for nine years and now I can't find him. I'm just a lonely girl in a big city with no one by my side."

"I understand perfectly… what is your name, little lady?" Steve said, before he questioned about Blake's name.

"I… I can't tell you it." Blake rejected, as he looked up at his blue eyes.

"Why not? I told you my name. Isn't it fair to know someone's name after meeting them?" Steve questioned.

"That's true… But I'm here to start over." Blake explained.

"So, you decide to keep your name to yourself huh?" Steve questioned as Blake nodded. "Well, this is going to be a pain in the ass."

Blake giggled lighty. "You're funny, Steve."

"So, I've been told." Steve replied with a smile. "Alright then, since you can't give me your name. How old are you? You look like your 13 years old to be 5 feet tall."

"I'm not actually 13 and I'm exactly "5'2." Blake explained.

"Okay, so how old are you?" Steve questioned once more.

As Steve waited for Blake's response about her real age, the dark haired teen held up her closed hands and blinked them open, showing ten fingers. Next she closed them and showed all five fingers on her right hand and her thumb on the other.

"16?" Steve guessed as he barely understands it after when Blake showed six fingers.

Blake only nodded her head before speaking once more. "I'll be 17 years old on May 5th."

"Well, guess what girlie? You're a 16 year old girl named Maisie Haines now." Steve explained with a smile.

"Wha- Maisie Haines?" Blake questioned as she was confused. "What kind of name is that?"

"Maisie is what I'm calling you for now on and you even have my last name." Steve explained. "Let's consider that for now on that you will be my daughter, since I've told those two officers about your little dispute with them. "

"So, for now on…" Blake said, before leaning back her chair and looking at him with her arms crossed. "I'll be Maisie Haines and also your pretend daughter."

"No. Let's just say that I've adopted you into my life. And yes, you'll be her and you will be having a home which is where I live. And also my career depends on this whether you like it or not, and now it's important to both of us. I'll be looking out for you now on, girlie." Steve explained. "We've got a deal?"

Blake was thinking over the whole. She can live with him as his so called daughter with a new life and a new name. And the police won't be able to arrest her if he explains that she's his daughter. With the police set aside, Blake might have a chance to find her uncle in the city by using the 'adopted daughter' card and even maybe through Steve's profession.

Blake closed her eyes for a few seconds before sighing and telling him her answer. "Alright, Dad." She agreed, now sitting back up.

After agreeing, Steve was pleased with her answer. To make things better, he decided to take her back to his place in Vinewood Hills. As he drove up the street towards his home, Blake was looking out the window as she amazed at the beautiful homes. Then he slowly down as he noticed a crowd around his home.

"Shit." Steve silently said, before Blake turn her attention towards him and finally look in front of her to see a huge crowd of reporters from Weazel News and even fans.

"Now what?" Blake questioned.

"Looks like we're going through them. I don't know why they're here for, girlie." Steve replied, before pushing the accelerator down gently as they gotten closer to his house and the sea of people and news reporters noticed him and Blake.

They all crowded around the black Bravado Buffalo as there were people asking questions and even taking pictures from the outside. Blake was covering her eyes to hide her face and even them because of the camera flashing. As they finally got into his garage, Steve and Blake walked towards the front door while they were hearing the reporter asking questions for them.

"Agent Haines, who is this girl?"

"Is she your daughter? Was that her we saw on your show?"

"Steve, when did you decide to be a father figure and a FIB agent at the same time?"

"Miss, please, what is your name?"

Then Steve look down at Blake as he nudged her to answer the last question they both heard. Blake sighed as she closed her eyes, before turning to face the crowd. "Hi, my name is Maisie Haines. I… I came from Liberty City and I lived with my mother the whole time, and I decide to stay with my Dad while finishing out my high school years here in Los Santos, San Andreas."

With that said, Steve taken Blake into his home as the dark haired teen starts her new life here in Los Santos as Maisie Haines, the daughter of Steve Haines.