Bear-o inched closer to the gang. "This whole time Bear-o was the mole?!?!" Brett gasped.

"Yeah, and conveniently not me," Rand glared.

"I call bullshit on this plot twist. I still think it was Brett!" Myc pointed accusingly at her.

"What?!?!" Brett backed up and Y/n snorted.

"Why would you do any of this?" Reagan walked forward towards the bear. "Steal the file? Shut down the company? Tank my promotion?"

"Bear-o is supposed to make Reagan happy," Bear-o inched closer.

"I'm not unhappy, Bear-o. I'm just-" Reagan defended herself as Y/n and Brett snuck a worried glance at each other. "How do you guys explain resting bitch face to a robot."

"See, her neutral face looks pissed, but it doesn't mean she's mad," Brett explained.

"I've been watching you. You are not happy. Look at your cortisol levels, your sleep patterns, and your Adderall consumption. You're wasting your life for a company you hate, with coworkers that want to kill you. I'm taking this place down, so you can be free," Bear-o spoke.

"Reagan I'd disable that thing if I were you..." Y/n started.

"Quiet!" Bear-o raised its arm shocking Y/n and causing her to stumble back a bit. Falling back into Andre's arms she grinned. "2nd near-death experience in a day."

"Yeah let's maybe not..."

"Give it a little while I'll almost die again probably some other time in this chapter... of life."

"Not on my watch!" Andre and she turned back to Reagan and Bear-o to find them talking about NSYNC. Bear-o inched closer and Y/n tried to turn him off but failed to do so.

"Yeah, he is going to kill us," Y/n walked to hide behind a bookshelf as Bear-o started shooting and attempting to attack everyone. As everyone hide and complained about their lives Reagan started to complain about how everyone was bailing on her. Everyone threw their IDs on the ground and made a run for the exit except for Brett and Y/n. Bear-o chased them as Reagan shot a bazooka at Bear-o.

"We're not leaving! Reagan forever. Ride or die!" Brett stood up with Y/n pulling her into an awkward side hug. They both had creepy ass smiles on their face as Reagan turned to them. "Or possibly ride and die..."

"Dude we should probably write a will," Y/n laughed tiredly and Brett nodded in agreement.

"I call dips on both their kidneys!!" Rand ran over and Y/n backed up behind Brett. 

The four made their way through a vent and started to walk down the empty halls. Brett made a South Park reference which caught Y/n's attention.

"God that's a good show," she quietly spoke to herself.

"I know right!!!" Brett turned to her, "It's funny as hell," he smiled and she nodded. "Who's your fav??"

"Probs (sp character) they're cool and funny," Y/n smiled. (Mines totally Ike and butters)

"I personally like Butters! You know we should totally hang out more! I feel like we don't talk as much as we should!"

"Yeah, I should probably make better efforts to hang out with you all," Y/n sheepishly smiled, "I just get sidetracked a lot."

"Nah I get it. Text me next time you're around," He gave her a thumbs up and the two continued behind the Ridleys. Eventually, they made the decision they'd be using project Jelly bean. Myc's tank was the best choice for it to work so they all headed to his lab.

"Oh, boy a mind journey. Man, I can't wait to relive all of our dopest moments together in your brain!" Brett walked around the tank. Y/n sat on the railing next to Rand and Reagan as they got ready.

"Take a hike J.Crew. You're out of your depth," Rand yelled.

"Look, I really messed up today accusing your dad, and I want to make it up to you."

"I... Uh..." Reagan mumbled as Rand turned her around.

"Reagan, sweetie, I know this guy is like your emotional support dog or whatever, but he abandoned you and tried to get me eaten by sharks."

"Sorry, Brett, but I think Team Ridley can handle this one."

"Plus her," Rand pointed at Y/n.

"Me?" Y/n looked confused.

"Yes, you smartass."

"Okay, Grandpa."

"Hey!" he glared.

"Brett you'll be on guard duty!" Reagan smiled.

"Yeah and don't touch anything!" Rand glared. "This is a science lab, not Dave and Busters! You over here now," he waved for Y/n to walk over and she complied. He quickly gave her the rundown of the lab equipment and she'd be watching the monitors and keeping everything as stable as can be. Brett sadly turned away. Rand put a hand on Y/n's shoulder, "From what Reagan's told me, you're a genius. You were also really smart on the Buzz trip, So don't screw this up. I believe in you, kiddo," he pat her shoulder and walked towards Reagan as Y/n gasped loudly.

"Oh fuck no-" Reagan pulled Y/n away as she stared at Rand in admiration. "Y/n please, I'm begging you, literally choose anybody else as a father figure. Don't choose Rand, trust me. You'll hurt yourself."

"He called me kiddo-" Y/n's jaw dropped.

"Oh my god why are you obsessed with my parents," Reagan groaned.

"Hey at least I have somebody who admires my genius," Rand grinned.

"Y/n what would your par-"

"I wouldn't know they ain't alive," Y/n shrugged.

"Wait what's your last name again?" Rand looked confused.

"L/n."

"Holy shit! You're Claudia and Maurice's kid!! I mean I thought you were... maybe. However, I wasn't totally sure. It's a real shame those two passed. Those two were fucking geniuses."

"You know her parents?" Reagan gave him a confused look.

"Well yeah, her parents were shadow government legends. No wonder why J.R. busted his ass to get ahold of this one!"

"We knew them?"

"Well yeah, you don't remember? You and Y/n- Brett what was that!?!?" Rand quickly averted his attention from Brett and walked towards him. Y/n skeptically side-eyed Reagan as Reagan did the same.

"That was weird," Y/n mumbled.

"mhm," Reagan nodded.

"You're gonna question him about that right?"

"Yeah... All right, Dad, let's do what no therapist has ever been able to, get inside my head." Y/n quickly walked over to the computer as Rand and Reagan stood on the platform above Mycs tank. After receiving a thumbs up from the two Y/n lowered the platform into the tank and Reagan and Rand entered her mind. Y/n typed away on the computer as she pulled South Park up on her phone and watched as she maintained everything. It was quiet until Brett spoke up.

"Dear Diary, the gang is no more, and Reagan has left me behind. Only me and Y/n remain, Y/n says something to the diary."

"Sup Brett's diary!" Y/n yelled and he nodded.

"Friendship status with Reag is unknown. I'll think of a way to regain your trust Reagan," Brett stood up, "Even if it's the last thing I do."

"Hey Brett, please watch it-"

"AH," Brett tripped over a wire and fell into the tank.

"Fuck my life," Y/n groaned walking over to the tank and looking in, "Idiot." Y/n went back to keeping watch on the stats and singing. She was almost through the whole Rio soundtrack when there was a loud pounding noise on the door. She tenses up quickly and looked around the room to find absolutely nothing for defense. "Hurryyyyy uppppp," she panicked looking into the tank as she felt sweat drip down her head. "I can't do this alone..." A half hour went by and they still were not out. That is when Bear-o forcefully ripped open the doors and Y/n backed up in a panic. Bear-o rolled over to the tank. "Bear-o don't you'll hurt them!"

"I'm doing what is best for Reagan," he pointed a blaster at Y/n and she stood there with her arms crossed.

"Yeah Yeah kill me and see how she likes you then," Y/n rolled her eyes.

"You are a traitor though. You worked for her rival. I'd be doing Reagan a favor," Bear-o inched closer as Robustus flew into the room distracting Bear-o. Y/n took the chance to move out of the way and she watched as the two robots fought.

"Hey, guys!!" Y/n waved to the gang as they stood in the doorway.

"Honey what are you doing up there?!?!" Gigi yelled nervously and Y/n shrugged. Robotus got his ass kicked and Bear-o broke open the tank. The gang started to attack and rip apart Bear-o as Reagan woke up.

"Guys? You came back?" Reagan smiled.

"You're our Timberlake Reagan!" Gigi screamed.

"Turns out it's not going to be me. It's gonna be us!" Glenn yelled from on top of Bear-os head.

"Okay." Reagan looked confused but soon that turned into anger as she faced her father. "You literally fucked with my head? Screw Bear-o! I'll kill you myself!"

"Does that mean she's not gonna help us?" Andre called out hanging from Bear-o's arm.

"I had a friend, Two real friends, and you erased them both!"

"Big deal. All friends do is hold people back!" Rand yelled.

"I can't hold him back!" Myc yelled as he and Andre were dragged across the floor. Y/n quickly ran in front of Bear-o with a wire and tried to trip him. Bear-o reacted fast pulling the wire out of the tube. He tied it around her at an inhumane speed and threw her against the wall. She landed next to Andre with a grin.

"Told you I'd almost die again," she laughed.

"You're fucking insane," his eyes widened.

"You want Bear-o to be my only friend? Fine!" Reagan yelled. "Hey Bear-o you win! If you promise to let my friends go, I promise to never see any of them ever again."

"Bear-o will speed up the process," Bear-o turned back to the gang and activated his stomach blaster.

"No! No! Stop!" Reagan ran in front of them.

"Bear-o is your only friend." The gang held onto each other in a panic as Y/n giggled.

"Now this is a cool way to die," She smiled embracing death. Brett suddenly woke up jumping off the ground.

"Orrin!" he yelled, "The password is Orrin!"

"Wait... Orrin. That's the password! That's what I forgot! Enter access key O-R-R-I-N. System override." Reagan yelled and everyone ducked as a final blast went off. Bear-o powered off and collapsed to the ground instantly afterward.

"Woah," Glenn gasped.

"Fuck that bear!" Andre cheered as everyone excitedly surrounded Reagan forgetting about Y/n. Who couldn't move.

"Brett you saved us!" Reagan smiled.

"We saved us," he patted her shoulder.

"Bravo, Reagan. The way you manipulated that bear into thinking you gave a shit about your coworkers? Ha!" Rand laughed.

"I do give a shit about them. What I need is boundaries from you!"

"Okay, I hear you. I'll order one of those paper curtain thingies for the living room as soon as we get home."

"Oh fuck you, dad! It's not your home anymore!"

"Oh come on!"

"There are special people like us who should run the world and then there are normies like Orrin. Y/n was an exception though."

"Why'd you erase her too then?!?!!"

"It's complicated!"

"Huh?" Y/n watched in confusion.

'"Have you seen The Incredibles?" Rand asked Reagan.

"I don't give a flying fuck about The Incredibles!"

"All right, all right. I fucked up. But hey, on the Brightside you and Y/n eventually united! Anyways you don't have to dwell on it, how about I erase this little incident from both of our memories," he picked up a memory eraser. "We can just go back to normal," he handed her a memory gun and she broke it over her leg.

"You've got 24 hours. Pack your shit up, or I'm dumping it in the Potomac. The mole is neutralized, so now I'm officially the boss around here, which also means you are never setting foot in this building or my life again," her robot arms grabbed onto him and started to drag him away.

"You'll regret this!! You need me! I'll be back."

"You'll be back~" Y/n sang and stuck her tongue out at Rand. "Shit I can't sing hamilton I hate Lin."

"I'll see you all tomorrow! My first real day as boss!" Reagan proudly stood on top of Bear-o.

"Hey, Reag a little help!?" Y/n called out from the floor.

"Oh shit yeah," Reagan jumped down and the gang filed out.

"Y/n stop in my office before you leave," Andre smiled before heading out.

"So... what was that about? Y/n asked.

"We used to be best friends," Reagan sighed.

"What? I've literally never met you before this job. I would've remembered you. I have a highly advanced-"

"Y/n, our parents erased our memories of each other."

"Why?" Y/n frowned sitting up as Reagan untied the string.

"Our parents didn't want our friendship getting in the way of our work."

"That makes no sense... Is there a way to get those memories back?!?"

"I'm going to try to find one." Regan softly smiled and Y/n nodded. Reagan suddenly pulled Y/n into a hug and Y/n tensed before slowly hugging back, "I'm so sorry about earlier. I just was scared you betrayed us and I jumped to the gun so fast. I didn't want to lose you as a friend and I-"

"It's okay Reag, really."

"So... the Illuminati."

"Mhm. I had control over everything there. However, I was the only one of them that wasn't famous so everyone else treated me like shit. Except for Beyonce, we were cool."

"Why'd you join them?"

"I wanted to take them down. I decided that by joining I could secretly destroy them from the inside but then I lost the motive too," Y/n shrugged.

"Why?"

"They pissed me off once. Anyways I let the power get to my head and I was honestly an awful person for a while. Not proud of it. I'm glad I'm here with you guys now," Y/n smiled and Reagan nodded.

"I'm glad too. You know, we should catch up sometime soon. Maybe after I can get our memories back."

"I'd like that," Y/n stood up, "See you, tomorrow boss," Y/n winked leaving and heading to Andre's office. Walking in she walked over to his desk and sat on it. "Sup A-dog."

"Hey!!!"

"So what's up?"

"I wanted to give these!" he tossed her a container of drugs.

"How'd you know I have-"

"I assumed from your behavior during the cruise, and earlier. Anyways instead of going to the store and spending a shit ton of money, because I know this shit is expensive, just let me know when you're running low and I got you covered."

"Woah thanks dude," she leaned over and hugged him and he smiled.

"Were you actually going to feed yourself to the sharks?"

"Nahhhh. What would you guys do without the head of investigation? My interns are all way too stupid to take over for me, no offense. Plus even if I jumped in the Sharks wouldn't have killed me. I know how to tame sharks. I just panicked. Myc was the only one who knew about the Illuminati shit and I didn't know how everyone else would react."

"Why would you tell him?" Andre looked confused.

"I didn't, he can read minds remember?"

"Oh, that is valid."

"Well I'll see you later babe, thanks for the drugs," Y/n smirked jumping off the table.

"Babe??" Andre froze and Y/n laughed.

"Hah you're cute," Y/n pulled out her phone snapping a photo of flustered Andre.

"I'll text you later, bye~" Y/n turned around and left a blushing Andre in his office.

Hey peeps. Sorry, there was not a lot of Andre content in this chapter. Next will be a filler though so yeah. Thanks for reading!