Michael received a phone call from Carter Grant to come over to the trailer home, since it was clearly about Blake. Within a minute, Michael arrived and walked in to see Trevor holding a crying four year old Blake in his arms, rubbing her back up and down.
"Mikey, so glad to finally see you." Trevor said sarcastically, before Blake slowly turn her head to see him.
"Un-uncle Mi-Mikey…" Blake sobbed.
"Hey, Blakie Bear…" Michael said, softly before taking Blake out of Trevor's arms. "What's wrong, why are you upset?" Michael questioned the sobbing child, as she had her small hands covered her turquoise blue eyes, before hearing footsteps entering the room.
"When she was at daycare, the teacher was asking the class about what they want to be when they grow up." Carter explained. "And when it was Blake's turn…"
"What did she say?" Michael questioned.
"Blakey, what do you wanna be when you grow up?" Brad questioned.
"I… I wanna be like Uncle Mikey, Uncle T, Uncle Brad and Daddy…" Blake sobbed.
"A bank robber." Carter finished. "That's what Blakesleigh wanted to be and the class laughed at her, thinking that she's playing a game with them."
"I wanna be one…" Blake cried. "They were mean to me."
"Then, why didn't you kick their asses, Shrimp?" Trevor questioned, getting up off the couch.
"T, stop cussing in front of my Ladybug." Carter said.
"Aw, fuck off, Grant, she'll be fine." Trevor said.
"What do you mean by 'kick their asses', Uncle T?" Blake questioned, wiping her face off.
"Blakesleigh Victoria, you don't say the a word." Michael said.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Mikey." Blake said, before placing a kiss on his cheek.
"What I'm trying to say is, that you might have to hurt them to stop making fun of you." Trevor explained, before he take Blake back into his arms.
"Yeah, Uncle T is a nutcase to me, Brad and even your old man, Blakie." Michael said. "He even has anger issues."
"I do not have anger issues, Michael fuckin' Townley!" Trevor said enraged, as Blake giggled before hugging him tightly around his neck.
"I like Uncle T, he's funny." Blake said, happily.
"But listen Ladybug, for now on even though me, and your uncles are bank robbers, you have to be quiet about it." Carter said.
"But don't forget to lose your anger at the people who make fun of you, even the ones who act like dicks." Trevor said.
"You can't be serious?" Michael questioned. "You want Blake to go in as an FIB agent?" He, Franklin, Lester and Blake were over at the factory discussing on how to enter the FIB building and rerouting the server in order to help Agent Norton. One of the plans was for Michael to go in as a janitor or Blake disguising herself as an older woman who works for the FIB.
"And Dad as a fucking janitor, is he gonna mop?" Blake questioned.
"Yeah, they'll clock you on the cameras, if you're play acting." Lester said. "Blakey, you'll be placing one bomb, while Michael places another one, or we can use the other option."
"So, what's the other one?" Franklin questioned, wrapping his arms around Blake, as she leaned her head on his muscular shoulder.
"Well, Haines has given us the leftover money from the Paleto Bay job to pull this other option. You'll have to fly in through a helicopter, and you will have be armed to the teeth." Lester explained. "Blake will go in as an agent, and she'll take the elevator to the top floor and set the charges and let you know when she's done."
"So, moping, a fake ass agent and parachuting." Blake said. "Wow, big decisions. What's it gonna be, Dad?"
"I guess… Blake will go in alone-" Michael said, before he was cut off.
"What?! Dad, what if Haines is there and he noticed me?" Blake questioned.
"You don't have to worry, Blakey, most of the workers will be gone, so you'll come in with this ID." Lester explained. "You'll just have to say that your boss which is Haines told you to come in late to finish your job, since they're having meeting in the morning."
"A meeting, huh… I'm gonna kill myself over this, but… if this is supposed to save our asses, I'll do it. Just let me get some stuff from Lunch's house and the drama club, and I'll be ready." Blake said.
"Alright, since Blake's agrees, what about you?" Lester questioned Michael.
"Mopping or parachuting… Wow, this is gonna be tough." Michael said.
Another day has passed since the planning of the heist, it was a late at night as Michael, Lester and Franklin were at the factory.
"Where is that girl?" Michael questioned. "She supposed to be here, over five minutes ago."
"Chill, dog, she said she'll be here when she leaves from her friends home." Franklin said.
"Well, I'm worried that she'd probably got Agent Dickwad's stepdaughter involved." Michael said. "Blake hasn't told me anything about her, since she's got arrested."
"I'm telling you whoever this Usagi character this, masked person that most of LS heard about, could be bad news if she knows about this." Lester said, before giving his cane to Michael.
"Yeah, I'm hoping that Blake ain't involved into anything that can get her into trouble. She once told me that she was in a gang, back in Ludendorff." Michael said, watching Lester and Franklin pour gasoline onto the wooden floors of the factory.
The door open downstairs from the factory as they can heels clicking against the floor and then a sudden cry once Blake fallen down on the first step.
"I fucking hate heels!" She exclaimed, before climbing up the stairs on her bare feet and now standing in front of everyone. "I'm here!" Blake said, having her arms out and eyes closed while her heels were in her left hand. Once she opened her eyes, they were looking at her. "What?" Blake questioned, before sniffing around in the cold air of the factory. "Hey, what's burning? Amanda's curling iron?" Blake said jokingly, as Michael walk towards his daughter.
"What the fuck are you wearing, Blakesleigh?" Michael questioned, looking up and down at his daughter.
Blake's attire for an FIB agent was supposed to be a normal and dressy way. But instead, she made herself looking older and sexy. She wore a long blazing red wig, that she stole from the drama club with a cat eye look as she had on chocolate brown eye contacts in to hide her aquamarine colored eyes and candy red matte lipstick covered her pink lips. Her white blouse was partially showing her mint green lace bra she was wearing, by seeing through it. Her black pencil skirt was up to her stomach as they showed that she was wearing lace garters, leading to her black knee socks.
"You and Lester said for me to dress up as an FIB agent." Blake explained, swinging her black heels with her index and middle finger.
"Well, I never mentioned anything about you dressing like an older woman asking for sex." Michael retorted. "Are those your mother's heels, you stole?"
"What mother?" Blake questioned.
"Amanda, she's gonna be your mother for now on, Blake." Michael explained.
"She ain't my mother, Norah is." Blake retorted. "She doesn't treat me like Tracey and Jimmy and I don't like her. Amanda even calls me girlie which I hate that name. She must be trying so hard to be my new mother."
"You go in that room, and take some of that stuff off." Michael said, pointing behind him.
"Fine, then." Blake said, before walking towards the room on the right.
"And wipe off that red lipstick, you're too young!" Michael said, once he said that Blake returned looking different as her long sleeve white blouse wasn't tuck in, covering her black pencil skirt and the garter straps were gone as well.
"Better?" Blake questioned.
"Now, that's better." Michael agreed. "Man, you look different. You look like your mother, beside the 5"2' height."
"Aw, forgot you." Blake questioned, before turning to Lester. "So, what am I supposed to do again?"
"You need to get up to the top floor of the FIB building, by taking the elevator alright." Lester explained, before Michael tossed Blake a sticky bomb charge.
"And once you place the bomb on the server door, calls us right away." Michael explained. "The room is on the far right."
"Alright." Blake said, placing the bomb inside of her over the shoulder black leather purse she stole from Amanda, as Michael clip on the FIB agent ID on her white blouse. "Agent Belladonna… wow, nice last name."
"So, which one of you is gonna drop me off?" Blake questioned, while climbing down the stairs with Michael and Franklin.
"Actually…" Michael said, before tossing the keys to his Obey Tailgater. "I'm gonna let you drive by yourself."
"Really?" Blake said looking at the keys, before looking at Michael.
"You can drive, but please treat with respect." Michael said.
"Alright, if you say."
"We'll see ya later, babe." Franklin said, before Blake smile sweetly at him and placed a small kiss on his lips.
"Alright, you be careful now." Blake said. "Don't cause no trouble."
"I won't." Franklin said, wrapping his arms around her waist, before placing another kiss on her lips, as Blake had her hands around his neck. Once they let go, Blake climbed into Michael's car as Franklin and Michael left in the Bravado Buffalo.
As Blake drove through the streets heading towards downtown where the FIB building is, she can hear Michael calling her through her earpiece.
"Hey, kiddo, can you hear me?" Michael questioned.
"Whoa, you scared me. I was listening to the radio." Blake said, before turning the volume knob on the radio down.
"Well, I don't mind while driving, but don't change the mirrors." Michael said.
"I won't." Blake said.
"You getting close to the building?" Michael questioned.
"I am, but I'm also nervous." Blake replied.
"Hey, chill out, you'll do fine." Michael said. "Just take the elevator to the top of the building, and avoid any contact with anyone. Pretty simple."
"Yeah, pretty simple, when you're gonna shit your pants." Blake said.
"Don't start now, you have a job and I promise you that you'll won't be involved in anything else after this. You wanted to grow up normal and I'm gonna let you, kiddo." Michael said.
"You better, Dad…" Blake said, before parking the Tailgater in front of building. "I'm here, I better go."
Blake climbed out of the Tailgater as she placed her black heels on, before walking towards the building.
"These heels are gonna kill me, I'm use them as a weapon." Blake said to herself, quietly before looking inside of her purse to see the sticky bomb charge and her handgun.
"I go in, take the elevator to the top floor, planted the charges and call them." Blake thought to herself, before snapped the purse shut. "Everything is going to be alright, don't talk to anyone."
Blake started walking again towards the building as she opened the glass doors, and she was amazed how the FIB building was still the same after six months ago when she, Michael and Dave came here to update on the Townley/De Santa witness protection plan for Blake's sake. As she walked towards the gate, a guard stopped her.
"Ain't it a little late for work, Miss. Belladonna?" The guard questioned, once Blake's faux brown eyes widened before taking off her ID and showing it to him.
"Yeah, Agent Haines wanted me to come and help him for the meeting the next day." Blake said.
"Well, Agent Haines ain't here, but I'll let you pass, since you're dear friends with him." The guard said. "Take the elevator to the ten floor and you'll be able to find his office on the left side."
"Thanks, and you have a wonderful evening." Blake said, walking past him before taking the elevator. Once she made it to the ten floor, Michael was heard through her earpiece as she taken out her iFruit phone to cover that she was on a call.
"Blake, where are you heading?" Michael questioned. "It's on the top floor, remember?"
"There has been a slight change in my plans." Blake said, before she found Steve Haines' office before using her pocket sized pick locker, once she was alone in the hallway to use it. "I'll call you when I'm done exploring."
"Wait a minute, what are you-" Michael said, before Blake cut him off by hanging up.
As she finally pick locked the door, she was finally in Steve's office, before walking in and closing the door behind her. Looking around the office for second, she noticed some of his awards from being in the police academy and even the FIB.
"Alright, Blakey, make this quick." She said to herself, walking towards his walnut finished desk.
Once she was behind it, she noticed his laptop as she taken out her iFruit phone cord and connect it to the laptop and her phone, before turning the laptop on.
"Shit, it needs a password." Blake said, while looking at the screen showing enter password and she only has four attempts to try and guess.
Blake typed in 'Selena' as she lost her first attempt.
Next, she typed in 'FIB Boss' and she lost her second attempt.
Then, she typed 'Haines' and she lost her third attempt, as she was getting frustrated.
"How does this twisted fuck's mind work?" Blake questioned herself. "It has to be something related to his past or something… Wait, did he had a twin sister who die, and he wanted to save the world from harmful streets of LS? What was his sister's name again?"
Blake turn her head as she noticed two pictures frames on his desk. One is with Steve and Selena.
"Eww, that's disgusting!" Blake said, before flipping the picture.
The other picture was him and younger woman who somehow has the same reddish brown hair as him, but having brown eyes while holding a small toddler in her arms.
Blake lifted up the picture to see at the corner of the picture saying 'Steve and Samantha Haines and Little Chloe'.
"Samantha… that's her name." Blake said, before typing it in and the password was accepted. "Samantha Haines. She got shot by her ex-boyfriend and her's and Steve's parents were able to take care of the baby."
As she hooked her phone charger cord to the laptop, she started looking through Steve's files and finding her phone connected to it.
Blake used her iFruit phone and sent two videos onto Steve's laptop, as she waited for the first video to upload. Once she waited for a minute, she decide to send it to Steve's real boss by using his email address and the subject was 'Blake De Santa's help'.
After sending the email, she waited for the next video to upload on to his laptop but it was going to take a minute so she decided to look around his desk for more information. She pulled out the first drawer on her left to see his pistol. Blake had a smirk on her face as she decided to take out the magazine clip out of the gun and replace it with another one before putting it back.
Blake open another drawer on her right to see a newspaper from 2003 as it revealed a shocking story about Steve's twin sister. The headline of the article was called 'Rookie FIB agent takes custody of his young niece.'
"Wait… is this… Chloe Rivers?" Blake questioned, before looking back the picture frame and the article.
"Selena, I'll be home later, just put my dinner in the microwave, alright?"
"Fuck!" Blake said, as she heard Steve Haines' voice from outside of the office, before looking back at the laptop to see that the second video was uploaded completely. She turn off the laptop and removed her phone cord, and placed both iFruit phone and cord back into the purse before going into a nearby door which leads to a personal bathroom.
"God, that woman won't even shut up." She heard a familiar woman's voice from outside the bathroom.
"Even though she's my fiancee, doesn't mean that I don't want to spend time with you." Steve said, as Blake heard him sitting down in his comfy chair.
"I know, but when are gonna leave her for me, babe?" She questioned.
"It will be over soon, once her death becomes an accident and Lynnette will be sent to the police academy and her son Christian will be next in line." Steve explained.
"Oh, no… I have to warn them." Blake said to herself.
"You are so bad, which I like in you." Blake slowly open the door to see a woman with long strawberry red hair, now sitting on Steve's lap and the dark haired teen covered her mouth, once she noticed a familiar tattoo on her right arm saying 'R.I.P. Michael Townley' with red roses and green leaves around them.
"Still sexy as ever, darling." Steve said, placing his hands on her hips, before Macey started kissing him."
Momma…" Blake whispered in shock before closing the door. "She's… she's here for me."
Well, that was part one of the Bureau Raid mission, and I wonder which approach did Michael take? Which one was it? Using a fire escape? Or parachuting through the building?
Samantha Haines is an original character created by me. I'm not sure about Steve's family or nothing. And I bet everyone is shocked that Steve has a niece which is Chloe Rivers.
I bet some of you are surprise that Macey Rose is alive and now in LS!