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A Week Later
"Here you go Farnsworth" says a man who puts a box on her desk.
"Thanks" she replies Astrid saw the handwriting on the box and immediately knew it was from Walter. Olivia called her the day after the transfer and she learned how hard Walter was taking it.
"He's basically refused to do anything until we get you back. He keeps making excuses that he needs to find something like a model train set that he is still looking for. So Peter is stuck doing everything."
"Olivia, Walter doesn't have a model train set. He wanted to get one before...but then this happened. Has Broyles tried to get anyone else to help Peter?"
"Yep, but Walter put a stop to that when he tells them horror stories of his experiments. There has been at least a new person in everyday but Walter won't have it."
"Is Walter there now? Let me see if I can get through to him."
"Okay. Walter. Hey Walter. Someone wants to talk to you."
"Hello. This is Walter Bishop. Who is this?"
"Hi Walter."
"Agent Farnsworth! Are you coming back soon, its hard work trying to scare off your replacements. I sent you a package but don't worry there is nothing contagious or dangerous inside."
"Listen Walter, I don't think I'm coming back and besides I'm more suited to work here than in your lab. So please stop scaring off my replacements."
"What do you mean you're not coming back you have to." said Walter as Astrid hears the phone drop to the floor.
"Walter! Walter!"
"Hey Astrid" says Peter
"Peter. I tried to tell Walter but he just won't understand."
"I know. I'll try to get through to him. He misses you though. Oh and I wouldn't eat anything Walter put in the package. I didn't get a chance to have a look at it before it was sent."
"Thanks Peter. I'll call back soon."
After opening the package, Astrid saw milk bottles most likely from Gene. Also there were some of her stuff that she left in the lab and finally a picture of Olivia, Walter, Peter, and herself in the lab. Astrid smiled sadly. Of course she missed them how could she not. She missed everything from the weird cases they got to Walter messing up her name. She even had trouble adjusting to being called by her real name.
"Agent Farnsworth, you worked with the division in Boston right?" said her supervisor Agent Jenkins as he walks up to her.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well they are working on a weird, strange case and need a linguist. So are you interested?"
tbc