Diana walked into Billy's office and was greeted by the warm and inviting smiles of her fellow agents clad in their usual apparel. There was a pine tree in the corner of the room that was decorated with shiny tinsel, and colourful ornaments. Upon the top of the tree was a radioactive pinwheel that emitted strange noises and bright flashes of light every few seconds. Diana assumed that it was a gift from intergalactic leaders, who were unaware of the fact that earthlings could suffer from unexpected seizures brought by such random explosions of light. She also understood that it was a gift that Billy honoured greatly for fear that said aliens would change their minds about the peacemaking contract they had signed in the past.

She gave a small smile. She had left the Center after the case with the cannibals. She remembered why she had left the Center so many years ago and told her brother that she couldn't handle another case for a long time. He nodded understandingly, but she could tell he was disappointed. She left shortly after the discussion and they hadn't spoken a word to each other for nearly half a year.

She saw Martin, sitting on a bar stool, nursing what appeared to be a rum and coke. She gave a wave and a smile when he waved back after noticing her. She rushed over to join her brother.

"How are you doing?" She asked giving him a quick hug.

"I'm doing well." Martin said, placing his drink on a coaster. "Gosh, I haven't seen you in a while."

"Yeah, it's been nearly six months since the case." Diana admitted. "But I got the invitation to the annual Christmas party and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to come and visit you guys."

"Just the other day Java was asking about you and the baby. He was wondering if you were going to bring her to the party, but I explained that you probably weren't going to, since these parties always end up to be quite inappropriate." Martin said.

Martin was referring to the child that Diana had adopted from the case she took part in. The biological mother was killed by the murderers and Diana made the promise to look after the baby. She also made the promise to steer the baby away from the kind of life her mother had been forced to endure until her unnatural death. Martin knew how much Diana had cared for the baby after delivering her via C-section and after some thought, he had talked Billy and the Board of Directors into letting his sister adopt her. Diana named the child, Rhiannon.

"That's true. Bringing Rhiannon wouldn't have been a good idea." Diana agreed with a smirk, remembering the past Christmas parties held by the Center that she had attended when she was studying at Torrington. "They never did end well, did they?"

"By the way, the big guy uses pronouns now." Martin said with a grin. "Lewis and I have been teaching him the basics of grammar. I can officially say that Java speaks in grammatically correct sentences."

"Nice job!" Diana smiled. "Where is Lewis?"

Martin shrugged his shoulders.

"He's probably getting wasted on the alcohol that M.O.M brought."

"Hmmm… fair enough."

M.O.M had decided to attend the annual party this year having heard about Diana's return. Although she knew it was only temporary, she could not pass up the opportunity to see one of the favourite agents again.

She didn't bring any of her famous sherbet, but she did surprise everyone with a bottle of Sirius Swingers- a rare brand of potent extraterrestrial alcohol that had the reputation of causing head-splitting hangovers. After a few sips, most of the agents were too inebriated to complain. Diana and Martin were some of the only people to reject a cup. Diana, because she had to return home that same night and Martin, because of what had happened the last Christmas party. He still had smudges of permanent marker on certain parts of his body that he couldn't wash off.

"Does it scare you that she didn't age at all?" Diana asked. "Seriously, M.O.M looks the exact same from when she was our boss when we were teenagers."

"I'm willing to bet it's time travel." Martin said, jokingly. "Knowing M.O.M, she probably had some crazy new-age Botox treatment from Jupiter or something."

Diana laughed and turned to order a glass of water.

"Hey Diana, long time no see!" A voice called from behind. She felt a hand on her shoulder, spinning her around into a tight hug.

"Lewis, it's good to see you!" Diana gasped as she felt the air squeezed out of her lungs. Lewis had a large smile on his face, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He bent down to kiss her loudly on the cheek. Diana felt her heart melt for him. No matter how much she convinced herself otherwise, she knew she would always find him attractive. He appeared to be slightly intoxicated, his breath smelling sweet and tangy from the beverages he had been downing on all night. He wore a white Center uniform. Diana noticed that most of them wore the white uniforms, except for Martin who wore his signature flame-patterned shirt.

"I feel overdressed," Diana murmured.

"You look positively radiant." Lewis said sincerely, playing with her necklace. "Don't worry about all the guys in white. Even though it's Christmas, most of us are still on-call. After all, alien invasions wait for no one."

"I see…"

"But look! We all get customized party hats!" Lewis announced, putting his hat on his head with a giggle. "Mine has a propeller!"

Diana knew what it was like to be on-call during the holidays. When she was a resident at her hospital, she was often plagued with patients the attending physicians had pushed onto her so that they could return home and spend the night with their loved ones. However, now that she was an attending and she could easily return the favour, she did with full force.

"How are mom and dad?" Martin asked.

"They are happy and well. Although, we ought to visit them sometimes," Diana said, "They miss you, Martin-especially dad."

"I'll give them a call tonight." Martin said, with an odd expression on his face. He looked happy and ashamed at the same time. "But, I bet you anything that dad and I are going to be fighting within a minute of talking to each other."

"That's family for you." Lewis said, sadly. He took another shot before continuing. "I ought to call my parents as well. I haven't talked to them in years."

"I'm sure they'll be glad to hear your voice." Diana reassured him, steering Lewis away from the bottle. "They must be worried sick about you."

Lewis made an unintelligent noise and lit a cigar. He took a couple of puffs and sighed with pleasure, blowing smoke rings in every direction. Diana coughed loudly, fanning the smoke away. Martin ignored the behaviour and changed the conversation.

"How's the love life?" Martin asked. "Find anyone yet?"

Diana blushed slightly, fiddling with her earrings.

"Yes actually," She explained matter-of-factly. "His name is Phil. He's a neurologist at my hospital. I met him when I took Rhiannon for her check-up. We've been dating for a couple of months now."

"Congratulations, you're no longer a social leper! And he's rich!" Martin teased. Diana rolled her eyes. "How is he with Rhiannon?"

"He loves her," Diana said. "He was an only child so he's having fun taking care of a kid. He's absolutely wonderful. He's kind and smart and really funny. The only setback is that he suffers from a mild case of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder."

"Great minds think alike!" Martin said. Diana punched him hard in the arm. "I was only kidding, Di!"

"There's nothing wrong with OCD." She said defensively. "In fact, my house has never been so spotless! Also, I never have to worry about changing Rhiannon's diapers or cleaning up after her. He's got a sixth sense about her future messes and hovers over them like a ninja. The only problem is that he takes half an hour to change her which means I have to schedule her feeding whenever we want to go out."

"I once had a boyfriend who was a crackhead." Lewis said as his voice slurred when the alcohol took its effect. "He hid it well though. In fact, I didn't even know about it until the fateful morning when I woke up and found out that he had shaved off my eyebrows and had stolen my fillings to pay for meth. It wasn't for him though. He was apparently also a dealer."

"I don't think that's the same thing, Lewis." Martin said, taking away his glass. Diana stared at him strangely unable to say anything helpful.

"Also, why did you name your kid, Rhiannon?" He asked Diana. "It's not the most common of names."

"She was a figure in Welsh mythology and could be identified as Epona, a Celtic Goddess." Diana explained. "Rhiannon was a beautiful and bountiful queen who was the mother of a great warrior."

"Diana just really likes Fleetwood Mac." Martin whispered conspiratorially.

"That's not the reason why I named her that!" Diana groaned. "And for your information, Fleetwood Mac is a great band!"

Lewis scoffed.

"Yeah, if you're your father!"

"She also likes Chilliwack," Martin added.

"What the hell is a Chilliwack?"

"Please Martin, I've caught you singing to Fly at Night." Diana said. Martin didn't respond, looking at his drink intently.

"What were the other names you thought of?" Lewis asked with a smirk. "Sharona?"

"Angie?" Martin joined in.

"Roxanne?"

"Sherry?"

"Barbara Ann?"

"Okay, I get it, very funny." Diana said. "I think it's a wonderful name and I think it suits her very much, so shut up."

The boys stopped their teasing.

"I can't believe that case was that long ago," Lewis said, breaking the silence. "Come back and solve another mystery with us again, Diana. I've really missed you!"

"Thanks, but I think I'll have to wait a little longer." Diana said, looking at Martin when she said the words. Martin nodded.

"Do you want to know what I called them?" Lewis asked and continued before Diana could respond. "Cereal Killers. Get it? It's because people eat cereal and they ate people. It really puts a new spin on the phrase, 'You are what you eat"."

"You're really drunk, aren't you?" Diana inquired with a laugh when Lewis struggled to nod.

"Yes, I am." Lewis giggled, getting up to leave. "Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to go over there and chat that guy up, get his number, and get a little lucky tonight if you know what I mean."

"Have fun!" Martin said, watching his friend stumble his way into the crowd. He turned to his sister with a grin on his face. "Do you want to make a bet?"

"If it's about the fact that Lewis has gone to flirt with the tree, I think I'll pass." Diana said. "How long do you think it'll take before he notices?"

"Hopefully before the morning."

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AN: So this chapter is the epilogue of this story. It was purely for fun and has no part in the actual plot. Overall, I think it turned out pretty well. I hope that you have enjoyed my OC! Also, free cookies for the people who can name the bands of the songs with the titles as girl names in the middle of this story.

Strangely enough, Rhiannon the Welsh mythological character was actually accused of killing and eating her own child. I did not know this before writing this chapter. Weird connections…

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BOZ1310- July 28th, 2013