Two broken girls, one equally broken guy
by
neztro95
chapter 3: Meeting the Gang
Reagan took in two breaths as she lead her new husband toward the meeting room. She had said nothing since her initial interview with him. She was too busy keeping her eyes peeled for robot reagan. If it was the last thing she did, she wouldn't let this poor man be hurt by her mistake.
Owen meanwhile looked around at all the wonders of the shadow government with child-like wonder.
They passed the weather department and it seemed that once again a storm was going through there… typical.
Then they went past the stock cult which was once again sacrificing a goat… same old, same old.
They walked near the water cooler which held the infantile three-eyed alien creature dwelled… reagan still didn't know what he did but he was well liked by most of the company.
"wow miss ridley, you work here? It's so wonderful." he made it sound like she worked for santa claus or something equally wonderful… instead of what she did.
Reagan couldn't resist being amused by the unhindered joy on display from owen. He had done something to her during their first meeting and it felt weird… but nice.
Reagan lead owen to the board meeting room and pressed her hand to the door making it open. She prayed to herself that the department heads are behaving themselves.
"chug! Chug! Chug!" four of the the heads chanted as brett hand was doing a keg stand drinking from an alchohol tankard known as reptoid bloodwine… which was toxic to humans unless they had anti-venom.
So much for them being well behaved. Reagan groaned and grasped the bridge of her nose. She couldn't even be disappointed because it wouldn't accomplish anything. These guys were her friends and that meant they didn't respect her as a boss… which was problematic due to her being their superior officer.
The fact that after all they went through they still didn't listen to her. It was so irritating that she wished she still had her scream bag.
Reagan felt a soft hand on her shoulder which cuaght her attention. She turned her head to see owen with a frown on his face and a serious look in his eyes.
"are you okay miss ridley?" owen asked his tone serious and without any sense of mockery.
A tear came to her eye nobody on her team would comfort her when one of their own would cause this much trouble because they would be joining in… but here this man whose intelligence was a subject up for debate… being comforting.
"Yeah, I'm fine." she said, even believing it. For some reason being near owen made her feel special. Like no one else mattered to him when she was in the room.
"Hey reagan whose the stiff… did you make another boyfriend bot?" the mushroom man known as magic myc exclaimed using one of his six purple tentacles to point at owen.
Myc was irritating on his best day and damn obnoxius at his worst. But when he insulted owen she felt a deep anger overtake her. She glared at myc and was about to pounce on him. The only thing to stop her was the tightening grasp of owen on her shoulder. He was trying not to hurt her but it was enough pressure to let her know to chill.
"Alright team! Enough keg stands, I have someone who I'd like you all to meet." reagan annouced taking a couple steps around the table followed by owen.
Once the scientist and her husband came to the head of the table scanned the five people surrounding the team with a disapproving glare.
She saw Gigi who was dressed In her usual fashonista attire and was eyeing owen like a panther would a deer. Reagan didn't like that look one bit.
Next to her was the dolphin-human hybrid Glenn dolphman who was currently grumbling to himself.
Across from him was the korean doctor andre who reagan knew was high on something and if she was being honest… it was probably a lot fo somethings.
Next to andre was of course magic myc who was texting on his phone. Reagan rolled her eyes at least he's distracted.
Opposite to her on the round table was her second in command and local yes man Brett hand who had the same goofy grin that he was famous for.
"Alright team, this is owen, he is my husband."
The whole team went in an uproar. They all turned toward reagan and assualted her with a barrage of questions.
You got married?
Are you pregnant?
You're still into men after bryan broke your heart?
Have you fucked his brains out?
The last question came from myc who was snickering at the inapprobiate question.
"Everybody calm down! Look, my dad made a contract with owen's father and now me and him are arranged to be married. It isn't a big deal."
"Not a big deal, we need to know the reason… come on don't hold out on us." Gigi begged, she must have been dying for some good gossip or at least that is what reagan thought.
"because my dad likes making my life miserable… now introduce yourselves to owen." Reagan ordered.
Brett was the first to be friendly of course. He rose from his seat and made a jog to the boy with his hand extended. "Brett hand, nice to meet ya owen."
"It's nice to meet you too mr. Hand." Owen replied shook his hand and then began to look him up and down. "can I give you hug?"
"Yes!" Brett exclaimed the two embraced and held each other close.
Reagan chuckled at the display because she figured brett would be good with owen which was why she planned to make brett owen's guide and bodyguard while he was in the facility. Everyone loves brett and thus they won't attack one of his friends.
"alright, If this smokestack of a man is giving free hugs I'll say hi." gigi stated rising from her seat and giving a sexy strut to owen. She then placed her hand on his chest. "Hey baby, I'm gigi and if you are willing to seattle for reagan then you obviously haven't met a queen like me."
"You remind me of a lot of my mommy's friends." Owen remarked chuckling nervously, trying to take a couple steps away from her but she grabbed his arms.
"Momma's boy huh, well I can be your mommy." gigi flirted making reagan pissed, she stepped between the two and then glared at gigi.
"Don't flirt with him gigi, he's off limits." she had a threatening tone of voice and a deadly look in her tired eyes.
Gigi gulped and then looked back at Myc who raised his tentacles in confusion. "Okay, sorry reagan, my bad."
next up came glenn who looked the boy over. "another pretty boy with a childs mindset… like we need another one of those."
"Oh my gosh! You're a dolphin man!" Owen exclaimed an excited grin on his face as he hopped around and twitched gleefully.
"yeah I'm a dolphin man! What of it!?" Glenn asked, his eyes slitting.
"You look so cool! I always dreamed of meeting a dolphin man since I read animorphs. You are awesome." Owen said, not a hint of sarcasm in his voice which surprised the whole team except for brett.
"you mean that?" Glenn's voice lowered. The dolphin mans lips began to quiver and tears made their way on his scrunched up face.
"Of course! I love dolphins! You are so cool!" Owen replied then immediately blushed and turned his head. "can I hug you?" he said under his breath.
Glenn wrapped his arms around owen and the boy returned his embrace. "This is so nice, just what the therapist ordered."
"Oh my god, reagan you may need to watch glenn before he steals your pet." Myc jeered, looking up from his phone to watch the boy.
"Myc shut up!" Reagan exclaimed her face flush. "and glenn that's enough hugging!"
"Aaah," he groaned and released the boy then walked away with his head bowed.
The next one to come up in andre. The doctor who with his lab coat walked up to the boy and smiled. "Hey kid, you looking to get wet?"
"andre I swear to god." Reagan growled like a jungle cat.
"Oh come on reagan everyone needs to experiment with drugs at least once in their life." andre then opened his lab coat to show various drugs and chuckled as a bit of smoke came out of his mouth.
"Oooo, my mommy loves this kind of stuff."
"so do you want some?" Andre asked hopeful.
"No thank you, mommy said I wasn't allowed to touch her medicine and I don't want to touch any of it." Owen replied, waving his hand.
"what a dork! Ha ha ha!" andre laughed rolling back to his seat on the table and missing by a mile as he fell to the ground.
Reagan grabbed the bridge of her nose. Mumbling to herself that this was a mistake.
"alright, I guess I'll meet the new boy toy of reagan ridley." myc replied placing his phone in his pocket and then crawled closer to the boy. "I'm Myc."
The boy looked at Myc's tentacle and then grabbed it lightly. "Hello."
Myc's tentacle began to glow and then the mushroom man laughed out loud. "Oh my god! He doesn't know what sex is! He thinks it's when two people touch lips for a long time! Who is this kid! Wait a minute I'm getting into the repressed memories… oh this is gonna be jui- ow!"
Reagan smashed a pipe onto Myc's head causing a small dent.
"Bitch! It was just getting good." Myc rubbed his head and slithered away.
"Don't make fun of him! Are you okay Owen?" Reagan placed her hand on Owen's shoulder.
"Yeah, so sex isn't when you kiss for a long time?" The boy sounded disappointed and scared with a tear in his eye.
"Okay kid, here is what me and uncle andre are gonna do. We are gonna sit down and watch a fun little site called brazzers and then you'll know what sex is."
Both andre and myc snickered at that then gave each other a dab.
"absolutely not! I will castrate you if you even try and show owen pornography." reagan pointed toward the two men with a venomous glare.
"what are you, his mother! Let the boy have some fun." Myc said returning to his phone and chuckling.
"Alright now that all of you are introduced I want each of you to look out for owen. Make sure no one tries to hurt him. Brett, I'm trusting you as his guide and bodyguard." reagan explained then taking owens hand immediately blushing with how easily he held her hand with no fear.
"you got it reagan!" Brett saluted his boss and smiled.
"and what exactly are we protecting him from?" Myc asked with an edge of defiance.
"Oh hello everyone, I see you found my boyfriend." reagans voice called from behind the table.
The group all turned their head toward the sound to see robot reagan in her black vest and red dress with her heels. She wore a cocky grin when she and reagan's eyes met… she then turned her head to a confused owen and her face softened then hardened again with lustful intent.
"Oh what the shit! What's this bitch doing back!" Myc exclaimed pointing to the robot.
"didn't real reagan tell you. My daddy, you're boss rebuilt me to be the perfect daugther and as a reward for my service… he promised me owen but he did say that I had to share him with reagan."
A collective gasp escape everyones lungs as their heads dart from both reagans who glare at each other.
"Oh. my. God. Plot twist!" Myc beamed, excitedly tapping on his phone.
"what are you doing here!?" Real reagan replied standing between a scared owen and the robot.
"you were taking too long with owen and I want my turn." she replied seductively then strutting toward the boy.
"stay back!" reagan pulled out her gun and pointed it toward her robot duplicate.
"you don't want me to tell daddy do you?" the robot asked cockily with a smirk.
"I don't care. I won't let you hurt him." Reagan slitted her eyes.
Robot reagan stared her down for a few more moments then rolled her eyes. "whatever, it's not like you can protect him forever… you'll slip up eventually and I'll be there." she then walked off making sure that her rear bounced back and forth.
When the robot reached the door she turned her head toward owen and smiled. "see you later handsome, muah." she placed her hand to her lips and blew owen a kiss then exited.
Reagan's eyes began to twitch. "brett! You are not to let her near him, got it!"
The yes man nodded his head nervously at reagan agitated tone.
Reagan then sighed as she knew it was gonna be a long day. She had to do a lot of paperwork and then she had to look over the divisions. It was all crazy work with little reward but somehow she knew it would all be made worth it because she had someone who cared, someone to protect… owen cartwright, her husband.
Reagan was surprised that the idea grew on her.
Reagan cartwright.
Owen Ridley.
They both had a nice ring to them.