Blaine sat down with Reagan, Creek, and Sasha at Gino's Pizza. It had been a day since Creek had finished up a case with Agent Myers and had been given the title of Junior Agent. He had to solve two cases or so until he was given the Special Agent rank like Agent Myers and Walker themselves. His own team was training, waiting until their boss was ready to give them missions, and Creek was itching to find cases as well, but not a lot of people had them now. It was hard to find one to crack.

Gino had been working on their food when Buddy came in and sat down at a table when a server took his order and brought him the old favorite drink of his. Blaine noted how Buddy looked a bit down, and nudged Creek, and the German's eyes light up. Maybe this was a case? He jumped to his feet and moved to sit at Buddy's table.

"Everything okay?" Creek asked, sitting down across from Buddy. "You look a bit sad, Buddy."

Buddy gazed at the newest member of the Agency and couldn't help but picture his old friend and nodded wordlessly. "Yeah, I'm okay, Pal. Just remembering a few good times with my old friend. I heard you joined up the Agency. I used to work there, you know."

"Really?" said Creek. "Can you tell me about it."

"My friend was really good at being what she was. I based my comics on her work and what we did," Buddy sighed. "We were so close like siblings. I would kill to see her once more but she's so busy trying to find a way into the Nightmare Realm. I think she's nervous about getting her girlfriend out with the chance of having to get Morcubus out as well."

Creek stopped. "Girlfriend?" he echoed.

"Yeah, she never told anyone but me." Buddy explained. "But Evelyn's freedom is what matters to her now. As it does with Mike. He won't do anything else unless Ivy is free from the hell hole."

"Ah," Creek nodded. "I've known a few people who were interested in their gender. Never bothered me. I hope we can get Evelyn Gray out of the Nightmare Realm soon. I'll tell you when we have."

"Thank you, Pal."

Creek returned to his own table and told them what was up with the usually cheerful Buddy, and Blaine shrugged, saying everything would work out in the end of it and went back to speaking about something to Reagan.

When their food arrived, the door opened and none of them looked up, expect for Buddy and his eyes widen at the sight. His mouth hung open as the new customer sat down at a table and moved to look at the menu, seeing how much the place had improved, and got a drink of Ice Tea.

"Eleanor!?" Buddy shouted after finding his voice, and the table of four looked over to see Buddy standing up and looking right at the girl who just came in. Creek looked over and his mouth hung open. Blond hair, eyes like the night...Agent Myers? What was she doing here?

Instead of wearing her agent uniform, Eleanor Myers was wearing a beige short-sleeve hoodie, a t-shirt underneath, some jeans, and black 'n' white sneakers. Her scar was easily seen still, and when she looked up at her old friend, she smiled softly in a way Creek didn't think she could do.

"Buddy," Eleanor breathed out. "It's been so long."

Buddy threw himself at his friend, and hugged her tightly, and Eleanor chuckled and hugged him back. Gino appeared holding Buddy's food when he realized who was there, and he nearly dropped the pizza. Instead, he placed it down and rushed to see his old friend.

"Eleanor!" Gino happily clapped. "My dear friend! It has been too long!"

"Have not noticed, Gino," Eleanor rolled her eyes, pulling away from her old friend to shake hands with Gino. "I see your still world famous."

Gino laughed. "Ah, but of course!"

Blaine didn't pull his eyes away, but instead kept looking at the scene. He had heard a few rumors about Agent Myers being scene while not on the job, but never really saw her himself. Reagan just huffed and gazed away from her co-worker and Creek gulped. Sasha just looked amazed like Blaine did.

The vampire quickly looked at his friend. "You work with her?" he asked, pointing at Eleanor. "Agent Myers? The one who did the Morcubus case? How do you live?"

"Same way I do at the job," Reagan cut in, "-ignore the other teams and focus on your own. It's a simple way to do so, Vampire."

Creek smiled sheepishly. "I mean, she's pretty good on the job." he admitted, thinking back to Sunday's mission. "She cracked Nicole's case within a few minutes or so. Of course, I had thought it was Derek, but she was the one to prove it with the help of Wolfah and Vic."

Reagan stopped. "Hold up, Agent Vic? The mayor's boyfriend?" Creek went dead silent. "Shit, no wonder. I do, however, wonder how she can date such a guy who's into video games."

"Well, well, Agent Grundler." Eleanor's voice broke through the table's talk, and Reagan gave a look to her. "Funny to see you here. Hello, Agent Lambert." Creek waved shyly. "You were late today, weren't you?"

Reagan growled. "I was at the place where my team was meeting up!" she defended herself. "You have no right to tell me I was late. Get it, Myers?"

Blaine winced. "Okay… whatever happened between you two, forget it. Don't go starting up a windstorm of trouble for Gino. We're here to eat and that's that. I think Buddy wants to catch up, Agent Myers."

"See you tomorrow, Agent Grundler, Agent Lambert." Eleanor waved goodbye as she walked back over to her best friend and sat down.

Creek gazed away from his mentor and looked at Reagan, seeing a scowl on the other girl's face. Sasha even winced at this one while Blaine tried to calm her down from bursting with anger about Myers being here. While they didn't know the real reason behind Reagan's hatred for Agent Myers, and they didn't question it.

Reagan sighed heavily. "Stupid moron." she hissed. "Always have to better than the hard working ones."

"Well, uh, Agent Myers did work really hard," Creek replied.

"Yeah, yeah, so I'm told," Reagan mumbled. "I guess she does."

Blaine shrugged at Creek and Sasha, gazing at his girlfriend before rubbing her back, knowing she might be overworking herself. "You okay?" Blaine asked her, and Reagan sighed.

"I am, just… overdoing it," Reagan admitted. "I acted harash to Miss Myers, and I'll be sure to say sorry tomorrow at work. She's always the first one there because she lives so close to the building."

Creek gave her a look and slowly nodded. It seemed right to do. There was no way they would interrupt a friendly reunion between Buddy and Eleanor, and possibly Gino. Of course the two teenagers wondered how long it had been since Eleanor had met up with Buddy after solving everything, and telling him he could leave and do something he loved instead of waiting for missions to come back, possibly seeing a way into the Nightmare Realm.

Sasha took two more bites of her food before gulping it down. "So, Creek, I think I know a place who needs help solving a few things." She explained, and Creek looked up. "I think I overheard Trevor needed help in some things, he… said there might've been stolen items for his next play."

"Really?" Creek smiled widely. "Where does Trevor live?"

"At Trevor's Theater." Reagan explained. "I'll take you there."

"Thanks!"

Blaine chuckled, "I'll look around trying to find someone who needs help from an agent. Nothing too big for a sixteen year old."

"I'm turning seventeen in two days," Creek admitted, and the table went silent. Creek blushed a bit. "Yeah, my birthday is in two days, you know. All I want for my birthday is to get that title of Special Agent."

"Alright, look for cases everyone." Blaine ordered. "I mean it."

Everyone laughed at Blaine's comment as did Blaine himself. They couldn't help it really, knowing it might've not been meant to be funny, but it was funny to them at least.

Creek took a sip of his drink. "I look forward to it," he whispered.