* WHAT YOU SEE IS THE WORST ME
NAME: Audrey Lynch
FACE CLAIM: Sydney Sweeney
AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: 24; November 24th, 1996
HOMETOWN: Chicago, Illinois
TIME IN OLYMPUS: Two years
OCCUPATION: ER Nurse, member of Primordial MC
* NOT THE LAST OF MY KIND
Growing up, Audrey was given the American dream and more. She came from old and new money but the morals she lived by were wrapped in gold and timeless as they could ever be. Her father served in the army and met his wife in one of the many cities he was stationed in, over and over, as she chased stories as a journalist with a taste for corrupt military personnel. Eventually, the two decided to settle down and he retired as a recruitment official in Chicago, IL while she wrote until her pen ran out of ink. it didn’t take long though for the babies in their life to become her one and only priority, and she had to put her career on hold. Her mother was originally from Chicago, but she wanted nothing to do with the dead-end town. she was always looking up and more specifically north. Her father ran a family owned business that thrived in Chicago for years, but after she refused to take it into her own hands in order to pursue her dreams, it slowly suffered without her helping hand.
The Rousseaus had three children together━ Charlie, Blake, and Audrey Rousseau. Growing up with protective brothers was always pretty nice for her, and they never let guys at school try and start shit with her. Plus with her father’s connections, the Rousseau children were golden and there was always an eye on them. Both of Audrey’s brothers wanted to ensure that she was never given a look with an ill intention that lingered. Things were simple then, but the dreams their parents put on hold eventually backfired. As the children grew older, it was Louis Rousseau who decided to get the first jump start on his life again. He became an active member of the army once more and left the household under the charge of not just his wife, but his eldest. After a few years, Louis went missing in action and was never located. His case has yet to be closed, a push from his family more than anyone else, but there is reason to believe he perished.
The family never truly mourned, but it was after that letter of his disappearance that Audrey had to step up and take care of herself. Her mother grew tired of waiting. She didn’t want to stand around and wait for a death certificate or him to return, only to have her dreams stalled again. She felt that she’d put her life on hold for her kids, and now her husband, and she was tired of waiting. She had married their dad for opportunity and an escape from her plan b in Chicago. As a journalist, she always chased the next big thing, and it wasn’t her home life. She took off in the middle of the night one day when her youngest daughter was just a baby and never came back.
Audrey pursued a career in medicine, graduating top of her class and as early as she could to work in the emergency room. While she was the best, she had a particular habit that the head of her department always hated. She let people get away without paying as she was invested in their struggles and a system that seemed corrupt. She was the kindest to the people no one could identify, always hoping one day she’d find her father in there after being lost for so long.
She met Taron Lynch the same way she met so many people in that ER room and the buzzing overhead lights. She had met him passing on different occasions, whether it be walking in someone who was ill from something they had taken or his own injury. At first she despised him, thinking he thought better of himself than those around him, until she realized he was different. He didn’t think that at all. After helping him more than once, she fell for him just as hard as he did and they dated. His drug dealing became an issue and Audrey knew that one day, she wouldn’t be able to stitch him up. She may have been confident in her abilities, but the wounds were getting worse. one day, she wouldn’t be able to.
When he was arrested on drug charges, it was the day she thought she would be abandoned again. She jumped at the chance to help him, and it was the best decision they ever made. They would always save each other, better or worse and right or wrong. They married in order to keep them from testifying against each other. However, this wasn’t the only thing that helped Taron’s case. Audrey had pulled strings where she could to help him, in ways she would never tell.
When they moved to Olympus, they both had intention of living simple lives but for Audrey, she opened the door when opportunity came knocking. Olympus had underlying tones that were similar to that of her hometown and she knew that those who thrived in the dark always needed a little light in order to still do some good. She joined the MCs fully unaware of the ties Taron had tucked away, willing to do whatever helped protect him. When the Crooked Bastards dissolved, Taron’s gang relations came to light but due to both of their failures to not stay clean when it came to trouble, they never spoke of it again. Audrey has yet to know that he didn’t leave the Crooked Bastards behind, but joined the very gang she had yet to leave. It’s only a matter of time until she sees that their bad habits die hard, and that she’ll have to patch her husband up like she used to sooner than later.
