Love Beyond Containment (Dr.Buck x Male SCP reader)

Den of Freaks Pt.2

Amelia: Alright everyone that'll be all for today, remember keep your fingers out away from any pinch points and never enter the vehicle unless secured by MTF.

The board room full of rosy cheeked interns gather their materials and proceed to exit. Amelia watched them file out talking amongst themselves, a sense of pity and jealousy washed over her seeing that first day innocence on their faces.

Then she felt her phone vibrate, pulling it out of her pocket she found a text from Molly that was filled with spelling errors with clear signs of rushing.

Then she saw a cooler moving by the door on a trolley pushed by some more seasoned researchers. She pondered for moment, then stood up and looked about the hallway before stepping out and made her way along quietly as to avoid unnecessary attention.

Amelia followed the researchers into a elevator acting non-chalant, the other two researchers clearly knew who she was as they frequently shot her nervous glances breaking their eyes away frequently to avoid making awkward eye contact.

The elevator stopped with a lurch then a ding, the doors opened and the two researchers made a calm walk out of the lift with trolley on hand.

Amelia waited for the doors to shut before pressing the next floor button, going down another floor she felt the temperature drop as expected.

The elevator doors open again and a surge of icy wind rushed in causing her to shiver as she stepped into the facility cold storage.

A large warehouse like room with rows of walk-in freezer units saddled up together. Amelia stepped further into warehouse as operators im charge of overlooking storage go about there usual business.

Molly: Dr. Buck...

Amelia stopped when she heard a whisper ahead of her, standing at the end of the row looking around deep in concern painted on her face.

Amelia: This better be good-

Molly: Shhh!

She quickly hushed Amelia and took her hand dragging her towards the secluded back rows of the cold storage.

Molly: We need to be really quiet about this.

Amelia: What are you talking about?

Amelia copied Molly's urgent whispers as they marched deeper into the unseen parts of the freezer. A operator passes them by, Molly gives him a confident smile long enough to evade suspicious supposedly while Amelia rolls her eyes and pulls Molly aside.

Amelia: Molly what the hell is going?!

Molly: Alright, Alright! Look I was coming down here to store some samples overnight but then I found it!

Amelia: Found what?

Molly: 8812's tentacle!

Amelia: What? Ugh... Molly enough! He's dead and so what? We have remnants of how many SCP stored here-

Molly: Stored in a industrial freezer at -28 to -150 degrees? For this section at least, so it SHOULD be fine and frozen...

Amelia: Yes. It WILL be fine.

Molly: .... Fine, maybe I imagined it... Just left over hallucination voodoo or whatever... No point investigating...

Molly began to walk away, the insistence of illusionary effects made Amelia wonder and put a hand to her chin before giving a defeated sigh.

Amelia: It would be... Irresponsible NOT to check it for any residual energy... But that's not our project anymore! Im not risking my job for a maybe and IF you did see something odd... Take it up with Zolgamax... I have trainees to deal with...