Jason & Walker
Bee stepped up to the front door of the Hanson house soon after Riss had helped him unhook the trailer, a shoebox in his hands.
Hesitating, he finally knocked at the door. Walker answered.
"Bee," he managed a smile, "what can I do for you?"
Bee sighed, and lifted the lid of the shoe box. Dorian squeaked a little as he looked up.
"What's this?" Walker looked confused.
"A few things we cleared out once the cats came to claim Mouse and her posessions," Bee raised his eyebrows.
"We were ordered to clean out the house, and among the instruments of Taylor's... on a trailer in the driveway... there were a few small things they left behind. You might want to give them to Taylor when you see him next."
"Sure, sure..." Walker still looked confused, taking the box from him, "was there a reason behind this we should know of?"
"They wouldn't say anything about where they were going or why," Bee shook his head, "we've officially been discharged, so this is pretty much goodbye for us as well."
"Pleasure to work with you," Walker extended his hand.
"Thankyou Mr. Hanson, and likewise," Bee replied, shaking it.
"Keep the trailer."
"I'm sure we could find use for it once we take those over to the apartment," Walker insisted, "thankyou."
"Just doing my job. Until next time..."
Walker nodded as Bee left, and closed the door. Dorian sulked a little, before Walker scratched him.
Curiously, Walker took the box into the kitchen. He debated with himself whether or not to go through it, before something caught his eye. Reaching over, he lifted the silver locket and studied it in silence. Opening it, he saw the pictures of Mouse and Taylor, and hesitated.
"Oh, Taylor..." he shook his head, putting it back.