Marshall Pentecost called us into his office a few weeks later, right after Raleigh ended his physical therapy.
"I'm exceedingly sorry for your loss and nothing the PPDC can offer will make that up." He started, sitting at his desk. "But decisions need to be made."
I nodded, looking at my brother-in-law.
"Jaeger productions are on the decline, so there isn't a necessity to relocate all of your things."
I shook my head. "I'd rather move into the Beckett's room if possible."
"It is typically not allowed to put a male and a female in the same room. You'll have to hold your own room, but I doubt anyone will say anything if you primarily reside together." He flipped through a folder on the desktop. "The PPDC is concerned about funding the repairs on Gipsy Danger."
"She's one of the best Jaegers ever built." Raleigh defended. "What're they concerned about?"
"The fact that she's only got one pilot." He looked between the two of us. "I can't justify the repairs of a Jaeger that may never be used again."
"So what're you saying?" Raleigh asked. "That you want me and Angel to pilot the Gipsy together?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying, Ranger Beckett. Unless you and Mrs Beckett agree to pilot Gipsy Danger, either together or with a new pilot, I can't ask the Corp to fix her."
I nodded. "Gipsy was always Raleigh and Yancy's baby. From the moment in the academy when they saw the shell."
"I'm not letting anyone else in my head." Raleigh snapped. I could feel his head contorting as he got angry with the whole situation.
"Not even her?" He gestured to me.
'Stop, Ray,' I mumbled into his head. 'We need to talk about this without him.'
"I need to think about this." Raleigh barked at the Marshall. "My brother's barely been dead more than a month and you're asking me to replace him."
"No, I think he's asking me to replace him." I responded.
"It's on the table now. The Gipsy still has two pilots, who are both Becketts," He added the last part.
Raleigh got up and left the room.
I followed him.
