A young man in a brown hooded sweatshirt and a pair of faded jeans was running down the sidewalk of Reefdale, a city 20 miles to the west of Crystal Cove. It in itself would be odd, but what he was carrying was what made this more than a Sunday evening run. He was carrying a purse, a bright pink one at that. Chasing down the purse thief was a uniformed officer and a large brown dog.

The officer in his navy uniform had on his name tag Rodgers. Seemingly without loss of breath yelled in still a tenor voice, "Halt in the name of the law!"

The purse snatcher without losing footing but much more winded responded back, "Screw you, man."

He whispered to himself, "I warned you," before yelling to his canine companion, "Alright Scoob, take him down!"

The dog Scooby-Doo looked back and nodded, "Alright Raggy!" before charging and taking the purse snatcher down. The dog after taking the perpetrator down kept his grip on the man's arm.

Officer Norville "Shaggy" Rodgers looked at the perpetrator and kneels down pulling out his cuffs and says calmly, "After being chased by some of the worst monsters in Crystal Cove for most of my teen years, did you really think you could outrun Shaggy Rodgers and Scooby-Doo?" He then cuffs the purse snatcher and begins to read him his rights.

In Crystal Cove a brunette with freckles and glasses sat looking at a computer monitor with a sigh. She murmured to herself "Common Velma you know there is something wrong with the code causing the site to crash. What is it?"

She leaned forward as a tall African American woman with an afro held back with a hair band walked in. Upon seeing the 20 year old genius still staring at the code she leaned against the desk and clears her throat.

Velma looked up and responded, "Hey Cassidy. I take it Mr. E and that evil parrot of his is still a no show."

The DJ just nodded. "Yeah and it looks to me you are still trying to get your site up to be able to track down the other members of Mystery Incorporated."

Velma just laughed, "Actually I am doing work for once. The site for the Monster museum is crashing and they need me to fix it." She then sighed, "Though I really want to try and get the gang back together."

The dark skinned beauty just nodded, "Like me. Listen to me girl, if they want to come back together they will in their own time. But it might not ever be like old times. Look what happened to E and me, E became this depraved control freak. Pericles is one of the worst animal villains in existence."

Velma nodded before responding, "Yeah and Fred's real parents are still missing. Thing is I heard Shaggy and Scooby are police officers attached to the K-9 unit over in Reefdale."

Cassidy placed her hand on Velma's shoulder and gave a sad smile, "You miss him don't you." It wasn't a question as much as it was a statement.

Velma sniffs before giving the dark skinned disk jockey a sad smile, "Yeah."

"Then go get him girl. Don't let your man get away."

A ding came from Velma's computer and she looked over to it with a confused look on her face. She then opened up her minimized custom software. And with a gasp she responds, "After I find Fred."

In Reefdale at that moment Fred Jones was huddled behind a dumpster getting shot at. He murmured to himself, "You serve a guy his papers for a divorce after you show him the pictures where he was cheating on his wife. Next thing you know you are dodging bullets from a Glock 17." As he said those words he pulled out a ball of twine from his pocket and began tying it to the dumpster. "If he wants to play it that way, I'll make sure to give him an old Mystery Incorporated special." He then dove behind the turn in the alley and braced himself to hold the string taunt.

As Fred expected the emotional gunman took the bait and ran at him. To which he tripped over the makeshift trip wire and fell face first into the blacktop. Fred with a zip tie from another pocket secured the man's hands behind his back before pulling out his cell to call the police. Then he noticed two missed calls both from a number he never thought he would see again.

At the station Shaggy Rodgers sat with a sub sandwich and Scooby laid down with his paws crossed. Suddenly there was a scream of, "Rodgers!" It was the chief.

Shaggy shot out of his seat, "Yes Sir?"

The chief responded, "We got a pick up from over on Clover. A P.I. made a citizens arrest."

Shaggy sighed knowing who it would be before saying, "Yes sir." He sat, noticing his sandwich gone and looks down seeing Scooby licking his chops. "Come on Scoob, aren't we too old for these childish games?"

The dog giggled as he answered, "Nope."

Velma found herself in front of the front door of Jones Investigations. She no longer dressed in the cloths of her youth. She was now more at home in a pair of blue jeans and a orange t shirt. Though on this particular winter afternoon, she was also wearing a brown leather coat. Her glasses, still rectangular in shape, now were distinctively wire rim. Inhaling softly, she knocked.

Fred Jones looked up as he gathered the evidence along his desk for the case he was handing off to lawyers for the adultery case. He answered with a, "Come in."

Velma entered and with a forced smile says, "Hey, Fred."

He smiled back, though the smile didn't reach his eyes, "What brings you to Reefdale?"

Velma, looking him over, noticed he was still a large built guy, though long gone was the ascot and sailor style shirt. It was now replaced with a white polo with a blue slacks and matching coat. With a guarded smile she answered, "I may have found the location of your parents."