Heya, I'm back with another chapter lol so I realized I kinda needed to do a sprint over with the HeisenbergxOC story finished that and managed I think it was close to 18k words posted in roughly 24 hours. end me lmao. Now that that is at a good point I'm gonna go back to swapping back and forth so there should be at least 1 or 2 chapters of each every week rather than just a flood of one. with that said let's get started and thank you again for your patience :)

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Emma yawns as she pushes herself to get up and turn off her morning alarm.

Thursday, April 1st, 6:45 AM

same time as always. It had been almost a month now since Mia moved in. Chris's lease officially expired so his furniture was moved into a hastily rented storage unit and he was now staying with Emma as well. to say things were crowded was a bit of an understatement, and things were still tense between the two households but it was only a little bit longer. She leans over to give the grumbling man next to her a peck before crawling out of bed and getting ready for the day starting with Duke's walk then a shower. by the time she was dressed and ready to start cooking Chris was sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee.

"You're up early," Emma comments and gets a mumbled reply. She walks over to the fridge and opened it only to find dozens of eyes staring at her causing her to jolt back with a yelp as she slammed the door shut, leaning forward to rest her hand on the door and support herself as she holds her face. Chris was cracking up behind her. She takes a breath and opens the fridge again to find everything, and I mean everything, in the fridge had a pair of googly eyes glued to it and were positioned to face the open door.

"oh what fresh hell..." She says with a forced frown as she tried not to laugh. Okay. Focus. She still needed to make something to eat. She opens the egg container to find all the eggs have googly eyes too. "CHRIS!" She says as she turns to face the man that was now very red in the face from laughing. He clears his throat as he gets up and walks over to give her a peck.

"April fools," he says with a bit of a smirk. He had to stay up late after he was sure she fell asleep to pull this off. However, after last year, he had been planning revenge for a while.

"How am I going to cook a tomato with googly eyes." She asks while gesturing to the produce that was staring back at her vacantly.

He chuckles a bit at that as he picks up tomato and holds it at Emma's eye level. "aaaaa don't cut me up," he says while attempting to speak with a goofy voice. It definitely wasn't something he was used to doing so it really just sounded like he needed to cough.

Emma swats at his arm, "Oh my gosh, why would you do that? Now I feel bad," she says with a pout before looking back at the container of eggs and picking that up to take over to the stove. "I'm sorry Lil guys but I'm hungry." She apologizes which causes Chris to snicker.

"You're kidding me right," he asks while shaking his head as he puts the tomato back and closes the fridge.

"It's different when your food has a face," she says in return with a laugh. "I feel like I have to apologies."

"Glad you two are having a good time," Mia says with a frown as she walks in with Rose and the mood instantly shifts to awkward discomfort. She always seemed so tense and upset. granted she's probably still going through some difficult emotions. her husband died not long ago but it didn't make it any less draining to be around her.

"Morning Mia, I'm making eggs for breakfast, would you like any?" Emma asks as Chris goes back to the island and his previously abandoned cup of Coffee. She just needed to make it a bit longer.

True to her thought she continued to hold on to what was left of her patience. Even then something just felt. Off. It wasn't anyone thing in particular that made her feel that way. It was a jolt here and a glare there, a not-so-subtle jab in her tone that got Emma's nerves on end. She was grieving, and it wasn't for Emma to say how she should or shouldn't go about that but after listening to the same thing more and more. Parts of Mia's original anger fell to the wayside. it didn't feel like she was upset about losing her husband, she actually dropped that after a week or two. It felt more like she was mad that Chris showed up at all.

If you had just left us alone none of this would have even happened. Everything was FINE.

If Chris had left them alone completely her daughter would have been taken away by a sociopath and she would have probably died being tested on. sure her husband was alive in that scenario but... Everything was not fine. By all means, be upset with how Chris went about the incident. Taking Rose by force without talking to anyone was kinda messed up and not exactly what Emma thought he had in mind when he was talking about an undercover protection detail. She understood the concern Chris had about not knowing who he could trust, but he went too far and luckily he seems to understand that.

Even then, for Mia to say everything was fine so adamantly when she was kidnapped and tortured before he even intervened. It just didn't make sense.

Emma shook her head as she walked up the stairs to her apartment and took out her phone.

Friday, April 9th, 4:32 pm

She smiled at that, it was nice to get home early. maybe she'd try baking something. That always helped her relax and it was something everyone could enjoy to relieve some stress once the baking was done. She nods at that thought and puts her phone away before walking to her door unlocking it and walking in.

Where was Duke? she thought as she walked in and didn't get her usual greeting. Instead, she heard barking from her room and some quick shuffling from the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm home," Emma says as she notices one of the larger jars of apple sauce for rose on the counter with a few stray, opened pill cases. She wasn't aware rose took medicine... maybe that was a new addition? "Where's Duke?" She asks while looking around and by the time she looked back the pill cases were gone. maybe she was seeing things...

"He kept barking so I put him away," Mia says not looking at Emma.

"Oh," she replied as her eyebrows knit together. If her dog doesn't trust Mia, she doesn't trust Mia. What happened? Maybe she wasn't seeing things... "Sorry about that he must be antsy. It's close to time for his walk."

"Well I don't want that brut near my baby," Mia replies with a frown as she closes up the apple sauce jar and puts it away.

Brut? Duke was the single most patient dog with kids. Annie pulls on his face and hair all the time and he'd just lay there and take it until she was removed. "Right." Emma nods. Oh gosh, just another month or two. She could do this. "I'll see what I can do." She really needed to talk to Chris. "Ah before I forget, do you still need to borrow a car to get to that mother-daughter swim class thing tomorrow?"

"Yes," Mia replies with a nod.

"Okay, glad I checked, you can use mine then," she offers before going back to get Duke putting his leash on and taking the dog out. Something was absolutely wrong and she was going to figure out what it was.

Emma waited patiently for the next day and for Mia to leave with Rose. once she was sure the two were gone she tiredly plopped onto the couch next to Chris.

"My favorite part of the week," He says with an equally tired chuckle which causes a slight smile to cross Emma's face.

"Soon to be Dukes as well I think. She's been closing him up in my room during the day." She says to try and lead into the subject.

"Really? why? he usually just lays on the couch," Chris replies confused.

"He's apparently been barking at her." Emma explains, earning a short 'ah' in response.

"Well, he's not going to like everyone I suppose," Chris offers in response, and Emma nods.

"You ever get that feeling in your gut that says something is wrong and you're not completely sure why? it's halfway between I'm going to be sick and emotional butterflies" Emma asks and Chris nods.

"On occasion," he replies. "Is something wrong?" he asks though he had a feeling he knew who she was about to talk about. He couldn't really blame her for being a bit unnerved. Mia wasn't really the easiest person to get along with and this was all happening after a really really stressful few months.

"I don't know I just keep getting that feeling in my gut that something's wrong. That and" She was about to continue but stopped as Chris's phone went off. "Go ahead and check." She offers, knowing that it was going to bother him if he didn't even look to see if it was work. he was pretty much always on call so it couldn't be helped.

"It'll just be a second," he says and takes out the device to answer it. "Chris speakin-" he paused as the person on the other line spoke. "What?!" he asks as he quickly stands up and starts walking around. She knew this routine. he needed to go. "When did this happen? 4 da- Why am I only just now hearing about this? Share your screen," he demands more than requests and takes the phone away from his face to see a photo of an unidentifiable figure and one very much so identifiable figure. one of the 4 lords. what was his name again? it began with an H... "How in the hell did he not only survive but end up in Louisianna? That village was a crater." he asks before the picture changes to show another of the unidentifiable figure on their own heading towards the baker home." Chris sneers and puts the phone back to his ear. "I want a BOLO out yesterday for anyone matching their description." He says as he walks to the door and gets his shoes on. How in the hell did that metal asshole end up in the states. He pauses. "I'll be right there," he says before hanging up.

"Duty calls?" Emma asks with a weak smile.

"Sorry," he replies with a frown. "Security breach. Pretty severe one if this is who I think it is."

"It's okay, go get'em. We can talk when you get back." Emma replies while forcing a smile. It was his job and honestly part of who he was, she knew that.

He wasn't going to make the same mistake. Not again.

He paused again before letting go of the doorknob and walking back to sit down again though he was noticeably antsy and clearly wanted to head out. "In a second. You were trying to tell me something."

Emma was surprised by this but nods. "yeah... I. Do you know if rose takes any medicine?" She asks and Chris raised an eyebrow.

"Not sure, that's really more Mia's responsibility," Chris replies, was that it?

"Okay. I was just wondering if you knew. I think I saw Mia emptying pills into the apple sauce that she feeds rose. so at the least, try not to eat that?" Emma requests.

Okay that, yeah he could see how that might be a bit concerning. "I'll look into it. if I find anything odd I'll take a sample to the labs." Chris offers.

"Thanks. Honestly, I'm probably just being paranoid. It's been really stressful lately." She says with a quiet sigh.

"Yeah..." he agrees and does the same. "Not that you're being paranoid, just, it's been stressful. We have the move coming up, and vacation time for getting the place fixed up so, at least we'll have some time to ourselves while we do that. things will be back to normal soon." He offers in response.

Emma nods "yeah," she agrees before giving him a nudge. "I'm pretty sure there's a security breach that requires your attention."

"Right," he says with a short laugh. "I'll try and text you if I'm going to be late."

'*'*'*'*'

Yeah, he was definitely going to be late. he thought as he ended up on a helicopter down to Louisianna the second he set foot onto BSAA soil. Luckily he was able to let Emma know before he left. "What do we have to work with so far?" Chris asks as he walks alongside a few others.

"Honestly? Not a lot. Whoever this was, they didn't want to be tracked." says one of the agents who was flipping through a few reports on a clipboard.

"Unknown figure, roughly 5 foot 6 inches tall, no visible identifying features and we got a partial print for a men's size 9.5 in some of the mold in the basement." They reply as they all mask up.

"So it's a kid?" Chris asks while adjusting his air filtration mask.

"Probably, but it's hard to think that some kid managed to get past security without leaving evidence aside from a partial footprint and triggering a trail camera." the other agent chimes in.

"Do you think they had help?" Chris asks as they head inside.

"Hard to say," the agent with the clipboard says. "The photos were taken 15 minutes apart. They went in and out pretty quickly. Suggests they knew what they were after. Going in they were on their own. going out."

"They had a bioweapon with them," Chris finished the sentence.

"Bingo," the second agent responds as they make their way into the basement.

"The trail cam was by the water, suggests they at least had a boat and knew the area," the second agent points out.

"Did we send out a team to check the docks? See if there are any boats with mold samples and find the owners," Chris asks as he takes a look at the print and casting that was next to it.

"Already on it. but it's an unlikely lead since they would have had to walk through the water before getting on the boat again," The clipboard agent replies. "We're having forensics check for anything that might be useful but with how badly the mold has spread it's hard to really get anything else."

"Why don't we have more information on this? Who was watching the area?" Chris asks feeling a bit frustrated.

"We had 3 guards on patrol, none of them saw anything suspicious." The one with the clipboard replies. "By their accounts, it was a peaceful night. no incidents. They check the trail cams every weekend and called it in as soon as they saw the intruders."

Chris Frowns while looking over the scene. This didn't add up and he was going to find out why. "We're increasing security after this right?"

"After some kid walked in out of nowhere then walked out with a bioweapon? Yeah. Security is going waaay up," the second agent replies with a nod. "We let our guard down, didn't think people would still be looking into this place 3 years later."

Chris gives a quiet sigh. "Someone get me in touch with Zoe Baker." She'd been looking into this for a while now. maybe she knew something.

'*'*'*'*'

The impromptu trip ended up taking 4 days as he helped with gathering and reviewing information. In the end, he didn't feel any closer to finding an answer and went home to wait and see if new information came to light from the BOLO. While this was frustrating and concerning he had other fish to fry.

The 20th came and went. by the end of it, he was officially a homeowner. One step closer to peace and a slice of normality. The thought caused him to smile. It made the rest of the week that much easier to get through. before long Saturday arrived and the two walked into the cleared-out and empty home with supplies.

As per the norm, Emma walked around with her notebook and started making lists. "We get to get rid of the orange walls," Emma says with a laugh while adding plastic tarps, primer, and paint rollers to the list of things to pick up at the hardware store.

"Yeah," he replies with a twinge of a smile before remembering the notebook as the same one from around a year ago.

*'So, you read my lists?' 'Not Really, more so flipped through the pages until I noticed the charts,' 'Oh thank heavens you didn't read them,' 'how bad could it be?' 'nope, if you want to know you can ask' '...What are your goals in life?' 'Well... what are yours?' '...Not sure,' 'Then, for now, it's a secret'

His mind wandered a bit as words went in one ear and out the other.

*'It's cute seeing you two get along so well though, so I can't be too mad...Did you ever consider having one of your own?' 'You're joking right?' 'Of course I'm joking' '...Emma.' 'What? Sorry, I was just joking, I didn't scare you, right? I should walk Duke before it gets too late' '...Right'

*'You're going to wait until you're grave at this rate' 'pretty much'

"Chris?" Emma says and it snaps him out of his thought as she nudges him.

"hm?" He replies as he looks at her. how did he bring this up...

"Are you okay?" She asks concerned, "If you're tired we can start working tomorrow. I'll see if I can get Mia and Rose out to the park so you can take a nap."

"Sorry, I'm fine, just remembered we never really finished that conversation a while ago," he replies. Emma stared at him quizically.

what conversation did they not finish? She thought it over before a lightbulb went off. "Oh! that's right," she says with a nod. "Did you find anything out about the medicine situation?" Emma asks curiously.

Shit. "Ah. um," he tried to force a neutral expression. He might have maybe got a bit busy. "Kinda, slipped my mind."

"Chris," She says with mild disappointment. this was important.

"Sorry, sorry," he replies while digging out his phone. "I'll call in and check on it now." He offers before poking at his phone a bit.

"It's oka- wait. what conversation did you mean then?" She asks with a raised eyebrow which causes Chris to stop before dialing the number. he canceled out the call for now.

"I think it was a year ago," he admits before gesturing to the notebook. "So... What are your goals in life?"

Emma paused as she looked at the notebook that still held the lists that she had thought to burn before. She was going to have to talk about this eventually. Was this really the right time? They were both really stressed. was there ever a good time though? She bobbed her head a bit and hands over the notebook. If she was tongue-tied maybe this would work instead.

He put his phone away and accepts the notebook. As he does so, fight or flight kicked in for Emma and she quickly moved to try and exit the area. An attempt that ultimately fails as he hooks an arm around her waist to hold her while flipping through the notebook with the thumb of his other hand.

Life goals:

- Find a job I'm happy with

- be debt-free before retirement

- get out of apartments / get a house

- have a family

- be happy together

Emma hid her face behind her hands as Chris read over the list. as he got to the fourth one he nods a bit. Kinda what he figured, She was genuinely trying to talk to him before and he kinda didn't take her seriously because of the earlier embarrassment because of summer. "It's a good list."

"hm?" Emma replies a bit surprised. okay... which one did he read?

"the 5th one is a bit cheesy don't you think?" he asks and he couldn't quite understand the muffled response. he chuckles at that and pauses before speaking again. "I like the 4th one."

That confused her. what was the 4th one again... she peeked from behind her hands "you do?" she asks curiously. gracious it's been a while since she wrote that. assuming he was looking at the life goal list. that was the house one right?

"Yeah. I mean. it's not a 'now' thing but," he shrugs and offers the book back. "it's a good goal."

So it wasn't the house. she accepts it back and checks as well before smiling a bit. "yeah." she agrees and switches back to her list of supplies.

Chris clears his throat. "Right, well should probably make that phone call," he says as he lets go of her so she could go back to what she was doing before, and digs out his phone once more and dialing up the number from before.

"Hey, Night Howl are you in the office?" Chris asks and pauses. "yeah I know it's a weekend. do you have remote access? I'm not able to get in right now." he nods a bit. "Thanks. Yeah no. Can you look up Rosemary winter's medical file? Let me know if we have her on any medications." he waits again.

Emma walks around the room pretending that she wasn't listening in but very clearly was listening to the conversation as she was not writing anything down.

Chris's expression shifted to one of concern. "She's not... you're sure?" He looks to Emma who was now looking at him with a similar expression. "Okay, well thanks for checking that's all for now. Yeah, see you in a week. bye."

"Maybe we should install some security cameras and leave that detail out," Emma suggests cautiously.

Chris nods. "Yeah that might not be a bad idea," he agrees as he pockets his phone again. "you're sure you saw her putting it in Rose's food?"

"It was a while ago. but there were open pill capsules on the counter one second then they disappeared after she got me to look away. she was acting really weird." Emma explained.

"Alright," he replies. "I'll see if I can't get a few samples and bring them into the labs. "Maybe she was just taking her own meds and snuck a few bites to wash it down."

"Hopefully that's all it is." Emma agrees with a nod.

Silly Cuteness has been provided, The crossover begins, An important conversation has been had and Drama has been put into action. ufufu this is gonna get good X'D I mean not that I think my writing has been bad... minus maybe like. The first 10 chapters that I need to go back and clean up and revise so I don't cringe while reading them anymore. lol

Awkwardness aside Chris's new BioWeapon mission is a hunt for the revived Heisenberg. I probably mentioned the idea like 5 times now but if you are interested in seeing the other side of the chase this plot point will be interwoven between the two stories.

Review Responses:

Starrat - I'm glad :)

Fsweet36 - he is going to get more gray hair by the end of this lol x'D he's got a lot on his plate. just when he clears one thing off. a new thing is added.

Guest1995 - They're definitely co-existing but not harmoniously lmao