GUYS IM SO SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THE GHOST PROTOCOL EPISODE THIS WILL BE THE ONLY TIME I MAKE THIS MISTAKE I SWEAR. I'M MAD BC THIS TECHNICALLY TOOK PLACE BEFORE THE LAST CHAPTER. SORRY.

Everyone sat in the office discussing whatever when Reagan stumbled in. She was obviously drunk and tired.

"Hey, Reagan!" Brett perked up as Reagan groaned.

"Hey Girl. There she is!" Andre smiled.

"You were fucking hilarious last night!" Myc laughed.

"Yeah, girl! You were an Ruh-ruh-riot!" Y/n giggled resting her face on her palm.

"I hereby bestow my title of office wildcard to you, Reagan," Andre announced.

"So how was it?" Brett leaned towards Reagan.

"How was what?" she mumbled.

"Oh come on. We saw you making out with the Masters, Rafe Masters," Gigi spoke up in a British accent.

"Please stop saying it like that," Reagan complained which led to the group questioning her. Glenn even got in on the questioning. Reagan answered a few before Brett spoke.

"Ugh, I've always wanted to be a super spy. I used to watch all the James Bond movies. I even had a secret Identity. In public, my parents would tell people I was someone else's kid." Brett smiled as everyone silently and sadly stared at him.

"Yeesh," Myc broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Brett's repressed trauma aside, it was just a one-night thing, I'll probably never see that guy again," Reagan crossed her arms.

"That's what they all say," Y/n looked up from filing her nails.

"When did you even start doing that-" Glenn turned to look at Y/n in shock, "I was right you are a witch!" He pulled a gun out of his pocket and slowly aimed it at Y/n shaking a bit.

"Glenn no!" Brett yelled and the doors swung open causing  Glenn to jump pulling the trigger. Y/n was already mid-duck when he pulled the trigger so it pierced through her chair instead of her. When she resurfaced she cast a dangerous glare on Glenn and took time to notice the British man standing in the room. I'm gonna so kill you later, Y/n mouthed to Glenn before turning to Rafe.

"Well Hello, all!" Rafe grinned.

"Holy shit!" Reagan and Brett yelled.

"Team, I'm not sure if you remember Agent Masters," J.R. spoke.

"Tch Reag def doessss," Y/n mumbled causing her and Andre to giggle.

"But seeing he really saved our bums during the whole flat-Earth situation..."

"That was me! I made an exploding out of an Amazon Alexa!" Reagan interrupted.

"We're going t be helping him out with an M16 mission, stopping his evil nemesis Dr. Skullfinger" J.R. ignored Reagan. J.R. continued on with his plan eventually leaving with Rafe after it was explained.

"Shit. Shit. Shit, I cannot believe this," Reagan panicked. "I can't work with somebody I hooked up with."

"Can't you just tell him you're not interested? You're usually Miss Brutal Honesty," Gigi looked confused.

"It's different with relationships. Everybody I've ever broken up with makes me feel like the bad guy just for being direct." Reagan.

"Then let's do a practice run!" Y/n jumped up from her seat. "This worked for me last time I wanted to break up with somebody," Y/n walked over to Reagan and sat on the table next to Reagan. "Pretend I'm Rafe and break up with me," Y/n gave Reagan a thumbs up.

"Y/n I'm not so sure this is the best Idea..."

"Just do it."

"Okay then. Rafe, you need to stop we're not a thing and we never will be. It was a one-time thing and frankly, I never want to see you again. You weren't even that good. Your sort of a self-absorbed jerk..." Reagan rambled on while Y/n sat there with a straight face. " You seem like a people pleaser but you're really not good at that, are you? You know meeting you was a total mistake and I wish it never happened. So forget about it and forget about us," Reagan finished and Y/n remained still.

"I think she broke her," Myc whispered to Andre and they both watched in concern. A few seconds later Y/n broke into tears.

"Reagan that was so mean!!!" Y/n tried to control her tears. "We're not even in a relationship but it felt so real!!" Tears streamed down her face.

"Y/n relax none of that was about you! You were pretending to be Rafe remember!!!!" Reagan panicked. Reagan paused before sighing and pulling Y/n onto the chair next to her hesitantly wrapping an arm around Y/n. "From now on, my new strategy is to avoid hurting feelings," she motioned to Y/n, "send zero signals, and just hope the guy gets the message!" Reagan patted Y/n's back in a comforting way. After Y/n had calmed down and had gone back to doing whatever, Reagan decided to head to her lab. Everyone else went their own ways until when they'd pursued the mission at night.

Soon night fell and everyone was huddled in a room for the mission. Reagan helped direct Masters to Skullfingers base. Gigi, Brett, and Y/n stood behind Reagan as the other three did their own things. While Rafe beat up people and entered the base he let out a series of puns. Everyone was clapping for his smart puns while Y/n lost it. She was silently laughing to herself due to the fact she thought puns were the funniest things ever. Rafe and Skullfinger came face to face and started saying concerning things.

"Are you sensing kind of a... vibe between these two?" Gigi spoke.

"Ugh, enemies to lovers is sooooo overused!" Y/n complained.

"Guys I mean I don't know. Everything this guy says is horny!" Reagan's face palmed. Rafe soon beat Skullfinger without much of a fight and Skullfinger was devastated.

"Oh, where did you acquire such advanced technology!?!" Skullfinger fell to his knees.

"From my new girlfriend," Rafe smirked.

"Woah we need not discuss that!" Reagan jumped back as everyone else started to laugh. Rafe pinned down Skullfinger and made yet another pun and Reagan sighed. "Fuck it I have to break things off with this guy." She left and everyone went home.

The next day they were all gathered in Mcultras around lunch. "So let me get this straight. You finally meet a guy for the first time this year who isn't a robot, and you want to ditch him?" Myc pointed at Reagan.

"That guy absolutely smothers me! I just want Dr. No Fucking Clue to Brexit my life. Without me having to feel guilty about it of course," Reagan frowned.

"I don't understand this at all. You're so lucky. I'd do anything to spend more time with Rafe! Has he mentioned me?" Brett asked.

"Girl, if you wanna really get rid of this dude, there's only one solution left," Gigi spoke up. "Ghost Protocol."

"Ghost Protocol?" Reagan raised an eyebrow.

"You use Cognito's resources to fake your own death, then go off the grid until he moves on," Gigi lowered her voice to a whisper, "Trust me, this is how I've helped all the biggest dead celebrities escape the spotlight." Gigi pulled out a picture of Tupac and Biggie showing where they currently lived and proving they were in fact not dead.

"We've all used the programs for ourselves, I ghosted Ann Coulter," Glenn spoke.

"Uh I used it too, I had to ghost my old burning man crew. What's the point of anonymously hooking up if you add each other on Facebook afterwards!?!" Andre slammed his hands on the table.

"I had to ghost Joe Rogan," Myc shuddered. "He loved tripping on mushrooms but once he was high, he'd make me watch these Jordan Peterson videos with him. I had to end it!"

"I ghosted Jennifer Aniston," Y/n cringed.

"Jennifer Aniston?!!?" Brett and Myc gasped.

"Yeah... We used to be really close. It was a really good friendship actually. However, it soon evolved into something more than that she got really possessive and it was realllllllly freaky. She gave me absolutely no freedom! So I did what I had to," Y/n sat back crossing her arms.

"So, what do you think?" Gigi asked Reagan

"Hmmm. Fake my death to avoid getting texts from a man..." Reagan considered as her phone started to ring. She looked down to see the texts Rafe had been sending her and she threw her phone against the wall. "Fuck it. Ghost Protocol me," Reagan stood up. Fast forward to that afternoon, Y/n sat in the passenger of a van while Andre drove. Grassy Noel sat in the back loading his sniper.

"I have a feeling this isn't going to go well in the long run," Y/n spoke up.

"Why not?" Andre asked, eyes still on the road.

"I don't know. It seems like a flawless plan however Masters is stubborn as hell. He's going to go absolutely out of his way to like avenge her death or something," Y/n leaned back on the seat.

"He's a hot spy. I bet he's had, multiple girlfriends. I don't understand why Reag would be different?"

"I mean I guess your probably right," Y/n turned her gaze back to the front window. The van suddenly made a sharp turn and sped down the bridge towards Reagan.

"Lock and load Noel!" Andre yelled as Noel stood through the roof of the van. He shot at Reagan multiple times and saluted to her as Andre and Y/n gave her a thumbs up.

"Yo her acting skills are pretty dope," Y/n spoke sticking her head out of the side of the van watching Reagan jump off the bridge. "I want to do that," She gasped in amusement.

"Maybe don't jump off a bridge?" Andre looked at her concerned.

"But Yolo?!?!" She whined.

"Yeah, you only live once. Therefore you shouldn't jump off a bridge."

"But you do drugs!!!"

"That's different," he facepalmed.

It was a few days later and everyone was gathered for Reagan's funeral. She passed out eulogies to everyone and Andre immediately read his out loud, "Hi. I'm Andre. Gee, I hope I don't roll this eulogy up and smoke it," he frowned, "Is this really what you think of me? I'm not just a drug guy you know! I speak Latin!"

"Yeah sure," Glenn looked down at his paper.

"Uh-hm," Gigi looked at hers.

"Whatever, dude, you love weed. We get it," Myc complained as Y/n smiled awkwardly at Andre as he pouted. Everyone took time to read their Eulogys and when Y/n got up she threw hers to the side.

"I may have not known Reagan for all that long but she was the sister I never had. Sure she hated me at first but then she liked me and we grew closer than ever," Y/n wiped one of the fake tears falling down her face. "Reagan, Reagan was a total Slaygan, I will miss her dearly. Even though she made me cry a lot. May she rest in many pieces," Y/n snickered, "Get it! Cause she blew up! I will now sing a song I wrote about her-"

"NO NO NO!" Myc screamed, "Somebody do something fast!" Myc yelled as Andre glanced around before getting up and dragging her away from the podium.

"But my song," she pouted.

"You can sing it for us... later," he pulled her into a seat and Myc made his way to the podium. After Myc went the Funeral was over and Rafe ran up to Reagan's casket, crying all over it.

"Hey, man, I know you're hurting. Is there anything that could cheer you up?" Brett walked up to Rafe.

"Thank you. Brett was it? But no, the only thing that could bring me peace is exposing Reagan's killer."

"Right, her killer. Well, I guess it could be anyone," Brett smiled as Rafe looked around. Myc had rearranged the miss you Reagan sign to say F you Reagan and he took a selfie with it. Gigi flirted with the pastor.

Andre chased Glenn, "Ashes to Ashes, Motherfucker!" he threw ashes at Glenn.

"Yoo watch out broski's coming through!" Y/n yelled running and jumping up into a handstand on top of Reagan's coffin. She walked across the coffin on her hands and did a flip onto the ground. "Perfect 10!" she cheered before getting nailed in the head with ashes. She turned to see a shaking Glenn and Andre's mouth was wide open.

"Glenn I've had it with you!" Y/n ran towards him and tackled him to the ground shoving ashes down his throat.

"You know, now that you mention it, Brett, everyone here is acting a little strange," Rafe turned to Brett.

"What no I didn't imply-" Brett was cut off.

"Yes, it's like they don't even care Reagan's dead," Rafe grabbed onto his chin walking away. "I'm starting to think this was an Inside job."

"Hah, I get it!" Myc interrupted but Rafe just spoke over him.

"I'm going to get to the bottom of this, but I'm going to need a hand, an agent's hand," Rafe grinned and Brett gasped. Brett set off with Rafe and the others went to meet up with Reagan. It was their poker night so they all gathered around a poker table in the place Reagan was hiding in.

"Guys, being dead? Best thing that's ever happened to me. I literally don't have to do anything. I'm almost going to be sad when Rafe goes back to the UK," Reagan laughed as a car honked from outside. Reagan ran over to the window gasping when she saw Rafe pull up. "Oh my Go- What is he doing here?!?! Who told him about poker night?" Brett was launched out of the car. "Dammit, Brett!" Reagan slammed her fists into the window. "They're coming you have to hide me!" Reagan ran back to the table.

"I just disappear you. It's your job to stay disappeared," Gigi shrugged.

"God dammit! Can't even enjoy my death in peace," Reagan stormed out of the room as the door opened.

"Hey dudes! My new, uh, partner here insisted on coming to poker night," Brett nervously laughed as he walked in with Rafe.

"Mind if I enter your little game," Rafe threw a suitcase full of 100,000 dollars on the table.

"Uh it's a five-dollar buy-in," Myc stared at Rafe.

"Welp, I am gonna grab a brewski!" Brett mouthed sorry as he pointed to Rafe and backed away into the kitchen.

"Now, let's play!" Rafe fell and leaned over the table. The gang had a stare-off with Rafe until he shrugged, "Alright I'm all in," He pushed his suitcase into the middle of the table.

"Dude what the fuck!" Myc yelled as everyone else groaned. "We said five bucks, man!"

"I call," Gigi took off her diamond earrings and threw them into the center.

"Kim Kardashian would never," Y/n quietly spoke as she shook her head earning a giggle from Andre.

"Unlike everyone else here, besides maybe her," Rafe pointed to Y/n for a second, " You have no tells," he leaned closer to Gigi. "In my line of work, those tend to be the people with the most to hide!" Rafe slammed his hands on the table standing up and flipping the table.

"Oh fuck my life," Y/n slumped over in her chair as Rafe yelled at Gigi.

"Tell me where Reagan's killer is! What do you know?!?!" Rafe approached Gigi.

"Damn, why am I always attracted to crazy," Gigi crossed her arms.

"It's not worth it Gigi, trust me!" Y/n stood up cracking her back.

"Not one more word or your little sidekick here gets it," Reagan walked out of the kitchen with a disguise on holding Brett "Captive".

"Just as I suspected you were harboring Reagan's killer!" Rafe pointed accusingly at Gigi.

"You should give up and move on with your life!" Reagan yelled pointing a knife at Rafe.

"I'll never give up. Reagan wouldn't have wanted me to!" Rafe held his heart.

"How are you so wrong all the time! Henchman roll out!" Reagan grabbed Andre's vape and smashed it against the floor. Everyone escaped through the smoke and hurried to find another place to hide out in. After crashing in Tupac and Biggies old safe house everyone tiredly sat on the couches as Y/n laid on the floor.

"Reagan this is not a long-term solution," Gigi complained. "Look at us. No one can agree on what to watch on Tv. Glenn has totally destroyed our snack supply," Gigi pointed to Glenn.

"I stress eat!" Glenn frowned.

"Yeah, Reagan. We're all hiding in a panic room from your psychopath boyfriend," Myc complained, "It's time to call it. Pull the band-aid!"

"Oh really? Would you tell Joe Rogan the truth?" Reagan stood up facing Myc.

"I mean, he would probably say the truth is a spectrum, and I would tell him that makes no sense, and then he'd put me in a headlock and get insanely high, and then jump into a sensory deprivation tank, so no."

"And Andre. I assume you're going to tell that insane cult where to find you?" Reagan turned to him.

"Oh god no. I really don't have the emotional bandwidth," Andre sighed.

"Y/n what about Jennifer?!"

"You know to prove a point I'll risk it," Y/n pulled out her phone and dialed Jennifer. The phone rang for a few seconds before somebody picked up.

"Hello?"

"Jennifer."

"OH MY GOD Y/N. YOU'RE ALIVE! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU! OH MY GOD!" Jennifer switched the phone call to face time and Y/n panicked. "Look at my room!" Everyone watched in horror as they saw the investigation board of Y/n and all of the other pictures, candles, pillows, and tapestries.

"Uh, Jen what is that-" Y/n looked over towards the bed and Jennifer turned the phone.

"Oh, it's a mannequin that I got customized to look like you!"

"Holy shit!" Myc yelled as everyone else's jaw dropped.

"You're still gorge as always~ I miss you Y/n. When can we meet up?!?!" Jennifer brought the phone close to her face.

"Actually..." Y/n pulled a gun out of her pocket and lined it up with her head.

"Y/n no! Not again! I can't lose you again!"

"Yeah... I'm sorry. It's not me. It's 100% you..." Y/n shot the gun and it made a shooting noise but nothing actually shot out of it. Fake blood however was in it and it started to stream out of the gun and down her face. She dropped the phone and Jennifer screamed.

"WAIT NO! HOLD ON. SEND YOUR LOCATION! I CAN SAVE YOU! THERE IS STILL TIM-" Y/n hung up and sighed sitting up and wiping the blood off of her face. She threw her fake gun to the side.

"Yeah, sorry I can't do it." Everyone stared in absolute shock for a few moments before Reagan spoke up again.

"You're all hypocrites! We've all ghosted people, and this is the craziest one of them all!" Reagan looked at Y/n, "Maybe... Anyways I am telling you, we just need to wait him out." Reagan sat down watching the news report, "Or find him a distraction!"

Reagan had met up with Skullfinger and she threw together a plan. The gang was gathered in his old lair rebuilding his weapon. "Guys after this we can go back to our normal lives!" Reagan grinned. The weapon was just about rebuilt when the doors busted open. Everyone gasped as Rafe walked in followed by Brett. Rafe pointed a gun at all of them and everyone raised their hands in the air except Y/n who just crossed them. Rafe went on to explain his plan for how he found them. Rafe threatened Myc with the gun and Brett knocked him out with his watch. After securing Rafe to the table in front of the weapon he shortly woke up.

"R-Reagan! But you're dead!?!" Rafe gasped.

"Yeah, and yet you still stalked me here!" Reagan complained. "I mean what is it going to take? I was just trying to avoid being the bad guy!" She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed turning off the machine.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Well, I was going to erase every woman you've ever dated. However, I've learned that sometimes the hard thing is the right thing... Rafe, I faked my death because you're a clingy psycho!"

"No that's not possible. I'm universally regarded as charming!" Rafe tried breaking free. Reagan and Rafe continued to fight as everyone else called back the people they had ghosted. Y/n looked around at everyone and sighed opening her phone.

"No, I'm not gonna be a trend follower. If I do this again it's just gonna end up worse," Y/n shut off her phone crossing her arms. "I'm not getting kidnapped by Jennifer... Again." When she looked up Skullfinger had walked in and started oddly flirting with Rafe.

"Uh, do you guys wanna get out of here before this gets weirder?" Reagan looked around.

"Immediately," Gig followed.

"This is an abomination," Glenn also followed.

"I was already leaving," Myc spoke.

"This trope is so overused," Y/n shook her head following behind Myc.

"I would like to stay and watch actually," Andre pulled up a chair.

"Have fun!" Y/n waved as she left closing the door behind her. The gang had left, passed J.R., and loaded into the helicopter.

"Should one of us probably warned J.R. what-" Brett started to speak.

"Who cares? We're off the clock," Gigi interrupted him and soon they all heard a blood-curdling scream. Everyone held their breath quietly looking at each other until breaking out into laughter.

"J.R. definitely isn't gonna sleep tonight," Myc joked and they all continued to make fun of J.R. during the ride back to Cognito.

HEYYYY. SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER WASN'T THAT GOOD. I ACTUALLY HAD NO TIME TO WRITE ANYTHING AT ALL THIS WEEK AND BANGED THIS WHOLE THING OUT IN 2 AND A HALF HOURS. I'LL COME BACK AND FIX SHIT LATER IF I NEED TO. THANKS FOR READING.