Back again! Weird, huh? Well, I got a sudden idea and just had to get it down. So, voila! I didn't procrastinate on this one!

Although...I have two other very big stories I need to work on...and all I can think of wanting to do is draw... *shot*

ANYWAY.

Read, review, ENJOY! :D

When Naruto woke up (he couldn't help but doze off, the plane was so rocky!), he heard shouting. "YOU BASTARD! I WAS WORRIED SICK!"

"WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE? H-HOW?"

"DON'T ASK STUPID QUESTIONS."

"C'mon, don't be like that –"

"They're experimenting on her again! You know that, don't you?"

"Of course I do! I WAS ONE OF THE FIRST TO KNOW!"

"Yeah? IS THAT SO? At least you didn't find out through a lousy PHONE CALL!"

"...Phone call?"

Naruto paled as they fell silent. Becs was on the plane. And he was obviously in trouble. He slowly poked his head up over his seat to see Becs with her hands on her hips, standing in the aisle. Will was in front of her, and Ichigo was chatting up the flight attendant with the cart so he could get some free food.

Rukia was watching him with an amused expression, and Renji was watching Becs and Will from his seat between Rukia and Sasuke.

Becs' glare swiveled onto Naruto, who gulped. "YOU. Do you have ANY IDEA how WORRIED you made us all? I OUGHTA KNOCK YOU FLAT ON YOUR BUM!"

"...Bum?"

"DON'T MOCK ME!"

"Miss, I'm gonna have to ask you and your friends to please take your seats," a flight attendant said timidly, looking prepared to run for her life.

Becs looked down at her fiercely. "...Excuse me? I work with the government. I could have you FIRED."

The woman immediately plopped down into an unoccupied seat without another word. Becs looked at Naruto again, glaring. Again.

"I'm amazed you even caught this flight," Will said absently. "How did you make it in time?"

"DON'T ASK," Ichigo and Rukia said loudly, Ichigo with his mouth full. Naruto gave Rukia a weird look. "Where the hell did you come from? I haven't seen you around since the first night I met you guys."

"I was on standby with Will and Renji. Ayumi's with Tara back at the Agency, and I was out shopping when I heard you guys shouting on the way to the airport. So I followed you. What's this about Luna becoming an X Subject again?"

Will shook his head quickly, eyeing Becs warily. Ichigo looked over in interest, and Becs paled (well, as much as she could since she was dark-skinned) as she shakily collapsed into a seat. "No. Please tell me she heard wrong. Will, an X Subject?"

He nodded, and she hung her head. "I tried to tell her."

"Tell her what?" Sakura asked, again startling everyone after not talking for hours to anyone but Sasuke.

Becs glanced at her. "I told Loony to get out. Something was going to go wrong, I could feel it. I told her she needed to just ask Tara for a different mission. But she said no. She had to finish her stupid goddamn assignment. She just HAD to."

Will sat next to her, patting her back. "You know they would've chose her anyway. They've wanted to since she first got there."

Of course, now everyone else on the plane had huge "WTF?" looks on their faces, but they quickly forgot about it once the orange seatbelt picture towards the front of the plane lit up, and the pilot came on over the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, we've been told to make an emergency landing. Bad weather. We'll be landing swiftly in Orlando in just a few moments," he announced as they all felt the plane drop a good three thousand feet.

A couple people cried out or gasped, while Naruto looked to Will, who groaned. "How far away is Orlando from DC?"

"Too far. It'll take hours to get there, and that's AFTER the weather lets up!" Becs answered for him, pissed all over again.

"What's an X Subject?" Ichigo wondered suddenly, apparently only just now catching that part.

"NOT NOW!" everyone shouted, minus the other random passengers, who were busy complaining about the emergency landing amongst themselves.

Once they landed and went through the airport, Will and Becs made a beeline for the nearest television set. They were posted high up on the walls, and the others followed them, craning their necks to see the TVs. Well, besides Ichigo.

There was a man standing in front of a digital map – the United States Luna and the others kept mentioning. Sakura's, Sasuke's, and Naruto's eyes were wide with amazement. "Such a huge expanse of land...all one nation?"

"Looks that way."

"SHHH!" Becs and Ichigo hissed, trying to hear.

"...And it looks like this storm has no signs of stopping whatsoever," the man continued, sweeping his hand across the map. "Let's get a satellite view, shall we? Now, according to our Doplar Radar, this is a massive storm cell sweeping across the entire east coast. Down towards the South, they've already had five inches in two days, and they have eight sleet and snow warnings in several counties for the rest of the night. Down here, we're under a severe thunderstorm warning and a couple hail warnings. Up north, towards Maine and New York, they're getting heavy snow, and Washington DC and parts of Pennsylvania are under a blizzard warning. So far they've gotten about 4 inches. As for the rest of the east coast, from Orlando to Memphis to New York City, all flights have been temporarily delayed, if not canceled, for the rest of the night."

Everyone exchanged looks, and Naruto and Will plopped into chairs with heavy sighs at the same time. The others sweatdropped, and Renji shook his head. "Creepy..."

"And they'll do WHAT to her?" Ichigo suddenly exclaimed, making everyone's heads whip around to look at him and Sasuke. Sakura's temple throbbed, and she smacked both of them upside their heads.

"OW, DAMMIT!"

"...Ow."

"Dumbasses! There's a time and place to explain things like that!"

"Looks like this'll be the time and place for a lot of things for a while," Naruto grumbled. Will nodded in agreement before standing up. "Well, there's no use starving myself just 'cause Luna's still far away. Hey Becs, let's go find that Chili's we ate at once when we were on that assignment about that crazy guy down here who thought he found Atlantis."

Becs glanced at him before nodding – her mascara was a little smudged – and walking briskly to catch up with him. They held hands, swinging their arms a little as he tried his best to make her laugh, and Naruto couldn't help but think one thing:

That coulda been us.

MEANWHILE...

The Agents didn't go past the lobby. Down in the testing half of the Agency, it was like a hospital. Exactly like one.

There was a lobby, with yet another elevator. But this one never went up. Only down. The two Agents were left to fill out paperwork, stating who they were and what they witnessed and things of that nature, and they pretended to write it all down while watching the nurse and orderly escort Luna to the elevator.

Luna smiled at the young Agents as the elevator doors slid closed, and as soon as they did, her smile fell into a worried frown.

"Agent Sasaki," the nurse stated. The orderly nodded. "Heard about this one. Watch it, she's a wild one."

"She can also still hear," Luna snapped.

The nurse and orderly exchanged a laugh as if she'd just initiated some inside joke. "Probably not for long. The doctors down here mess up a lot," the orderly commented.

She glanced at the nurse, expecting her to give him a scornful look at the least, but she seemed to agree with him. Luna couldn't help but feel her pulse skyrocket.

They were going to the lowest level. She could practically feel the shift between moderately natural air and synthetic air, like the kind in breathing tanks. There was just something about it that left you dying for the regular air back after a while.

For her, it was immediately. It was just another warning sign that she wasn't dreaming. This wasn't another horrible nightmare. She wasn't going to wake up, sweating, look to her right, and see Naruto there snoring.

Or hear his television on.

She was really here. She would've pinched herself for further confirmation, but the two "escorts" had her wrists behind her back.

Then again, she wasn't sure she would really pinch herself. She was scared of the result.

The doors opened, and she was greeted by darker surroundings and chaos. People were being wheeled by in gurneys and wheelchairs, there was a woman mumbling and laughing to herself in a straightjacket in the far left corner, and amidst it all was yet another lobby and receptionist desk.

Of stainless steel.

Speckled with blood.

Obviously sanitation wasn't high on the priority list. Or maybe that was just to scare the patients; the Agency was all about accuracy, and results could easily be swayed due to the sanitation of the environment and instruments used.

They had taught her that.

How ironic.

The two led her over to the receptionist's desk, where another nurse grabbed her by the arm. She scanned her bracelet with some weird machine as the nurse and orderly left, whispering amongst themselves. It was just fantastic to know more Agency gossip would now be spread about her. Then again, what more could Luna expect when she was dragged back under suspicion of more-or-less seducing her mission's focus.

Great.

"Agent Sasaki," the nurse confirmed. The man behind the desk nodded and wrote something down. Another nurse came to the desk. "Patient 2391683 has just expired," she reported. He nodded again and carefully set what Luna assumed was her own paperwork to the side as he grabbed another file and stuck it in the shredder.

Expired.

She gulped, feeling her pulse go up even further as the nurse that scanned her bracelet led her away gruffly.

They went down the hall and to the left, into a room labeled "Search Room". There, the woman locked the door before gesturing at her. "Go ahead, take off your clothes."

"Excuse me?"

"Strip," she said simply in a voice that could cut through stone. Luna shakily did so, and the woman sighed. "Undergarments, too. I don't have all day."

She hesitantly slid off her bra and underwear, and the woman nodded. "Go inside."

"Inside?"

"What are you, stupid?" she asked exasperatedly, pointing behind her. Luna turned around and realized there was a door on the other side of the room. She stepped over her clothes and went through the door, already starting to shiver. Stupid air conditioning.

She realized it was a shower room, and she was silly enough to believe for a good thirty seconds that she was going to die like some people did in the concentration camps during the Holocaust – gas showers.

Then she realized she was their most valuable asset for smoothing things over as far as their trillion-dollar-debt with the Allies was concerned.

"Spread your legs," the woman instructed, and Luna glared at her. "EXCUSE me?"

"Don't flatter yourself, spread your legs."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll be forced to sedate you," she said simply, digging in her pocket and pulling out a syringe with a needle as long as Luna's hand.

She gulped and spread her legs almost immediately, and cried out when the woman put a sterile glove on before sticking her hand inside her. Pain flared up through her body, like nothing she'd ever felt before. Almost as bad as when she got her foot impaled. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to cry, and it was over almost as suddenly as it had started. The woman tossed her glove into a trash can. "Good. No explosives."

"WHAT?"

"You'd be surprised what kind of...'incidents' have occurred here. Hence the blood on the ceiling."

Luna shook her head, and the woman suddenly glanced down at her legs. Luna looked down as well and saw she was bleeding.

"...Oh. You didn't tell me you were a virgin."

"Y-You're joking, right? You're a fucking nurse, couldn't you tell?" she practically shrieked. The woman frowned. "You're not gonna make very many friends here if you keep talking like that. Look at it this way, I just did you a favor. Having sex for the first time won't be NEAR as painful as that just was."

Luna kept her mouth shut as she left the room, imagining all the slow and painful ways the woman could die. "Stay here."

She did so, hugging herself and looking around. The tile walls were stained with either rust or blood, but only in high-up places where she assumed no one in charge of sanitation could reach. Guess she wasn't bluffing.

She glanced down and saw the blood running down her legs was starting to slide across the tile floor underneath her, and she sighed shakily.

"Of all the ways to lose one's virginity."

"If it makes you feel better, I lost mine by sticking a tampon up too far the first time I used one," the nurse called out from the room as she flipped a switch.

"HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT MAKE ME FEEL BET- GAH!" Luna shouted, crying out as the shower turned on. The water was freezing, and it was coming out at such a high pressure that it made her skin itch and burn on contact.

"Wash yourself off, don't just stand there!"

Luna gritted her teeth, knowing she looked like a fool as she hurriedly washed off the blood and the rest of her body with the nurse shouting instructions at her as if she'd never bathed before.

What kind of sick place was this? And she thought testing in general was bad. When she was done, the nurse finally turned the showers off and threw her clothes back at her. Luna spastically caught them, and the nurse laughed at her with a shake of the head as she attempted to put them on quickly but hissed in pain before slowly sliding her clothes back on.

"Yeah. Hurts, don't it? Sorry about that."

"Sorry doesn't cut it," Luna snapped, her whole lower half throbbing and sore. She now sympathized with rape victims even more than she had before.

What was with this woman, anyway? She was just plain freaky. The woman shook her head again once Luna was finished, grabbing her arm and leading her out of the room.

"If you think it's bad so far," she said as she unlocked the door, "I doubt you'll last much longer than a day."

And with that, she swung open the door, and they walked (slowly, thanks to Luna) around three corners before going to a room five doors down to the right. On the way to the room, Luna had tried to ignore the screaming and crying and beeping monitors, but as the door swung open, she was faced with all of that.

It was a long room, much like the one Sakura had treated her Fox scar in. As they walked to find an empty hospital bed, Luna couldn't help but glance through the slits in the curtains drawn by the beds.

The people there were all much older than her, some elderly, the youngest appeared to be in their late twenties and early thirties. Although a few of them were so frail and thin they looked like children, despite their wrinkles and other various adult facial features. Some of them were crying, most were silent. They were staring off at nothing in particular, and Luna assumed it was the drugs. There was one woman who was screaming hysterically about nothing, a bunch of needles in her arms connected to blood bags and fluid. One man had tubes in his throat, and he was just laying there and rasping incoherently. There were doctors performing tests on one man – they were cutting his chest open.

That's when Luna stopped looking and kept her eyes straight ahead. There was yet another door on the end. They went through two more of these doors-on-the-end, and she was put in the seventh bed in that fourth room.

A doctor was waiting. "Agent Sasaki?" he questioned. The nurse nodded. Luna just glared at him, hoping he would wince like most of the jumpy, caffeine-addicted scientists and doctors at the Agency.

Judging from his neutral expression, the circles under his eyes, and the wrinkles no man his age should have, he wasn't like normal Agency doctors.

"Get the Subject ready for the first round."

"What is this, a wrestling match?" Luna deadpanned, deciding if what the first nurse and orderly had said before was true about mistakes, she might not be able to speak soon. Might as well be the smartass she used to be, right?

The doctor's mouth twitched, almost forming a smile, but he left before she could tell for sure. "Yes, doctor," the nurse called out suddenly, making Luna sweatdrop. "Delayed reaction much?"

The other nurses must have been watching Luna and the nurse through the rather large gap in the curtain (she hadn't shut it all the way), because she was gruff again. "Strip."

"Again?" Luna muttered, but did it anyway. After struggling with her pants, the nurse sighed exasperatedly. "I don't have time for this," she snapped, lifting Luna's legs as she unbuttoned her jeans and yanked them off in ten seconds flat.

That made the soreness creep back up in her inner thighs, and Luna hissed in a breath, but didn't say a word. Her face grew hot when she saw a couple nurses gawk at the dried blood on her inner thighs and legs before whispering to each other. And still, she didn't say a word.

Although, she said quite a few cuss words in French when the IV was put in her wrist. There must have been some French-speaking employees present, because she soon heard them laughing and giggling at her. The nurse looked down at her as Luna struggled to stay awake, blinking quickly and opening her eyes wide.

"...Good luck, kid."

She left, and Luna continued to struggle with the dazed and drowsy feeling. The nurse came back with the doctor, along with two other nurses. "She should fall asleep any moment now. Once she does, testing can officially commence," the nurse reported.

The doctor nodded. "Good, very good. We can't keep the Allies waiting much longer, they're pissing up our tree enough as it is."

The nurses nodded in agreement, and the last thing Luna saw before she lost consciousness was the light glinting off a scalpel the doctor was inspecting.

THENEXT DAY...

Naruto watched groggily as Ichigo continued to check underneath all the airport seats and move strangers' luggage to try and find whatever he was looking for. Most of them were asleep, even this far in the day. Naruto had been one of them, but Ichigo mumbling to himself had woken him up.

Finally, Rukia sighed and shook her head. "Why don't you just report it missing to an official or something? You probably left it on the plane. ...Or in that flight attendant's cleavage."

His temple throbbed at that. "What're you trying to say?"

"I'm saying that I don't think your drool was because of the snacks, because they honestly weren't all that tasty."

"Why you..."

Becs cut off his threat, shaking her head as she stretched. "You probably left it at our flat. Where's the last place you saw it?"

Ichigo paused to think. "...I dunno. I know for sure it was in my back pocket when we went to Konoha...Aw, dammit!" he groaned, facepalming. "I could've left it over at Naruto's! Now I'm NEVER getting it back! There's no telling how many missed calls I have...Not to mention voicemails, texts, and...dammit."

Naruto perked up at that. "Wait, what? You left it there?"

"Probably. That's the last place I remember it being..."

Sasuke sweatdropped at the slow expression that lit up his face. "Oh God. He's thinking. What now, dobe?"

"Luna might have picked his up by mistake. They look the same, don't they?"

"Yeah, red LG Shines."

Renji snickered. "Yeah, it's so manly."

"SHUT UP! I didn't pick it out!"

"Then who did?"

"You know who, don't go there."

"GUYS! You're missing the major point here!" Becs suddenly shouted, making everyone jump and look around. They sighed with relief; none of the people around them had woken up, miraculously.

Becs lowered her voice with a smile. "...If Loony picked up his phone by mistake, that means she might still have it with her."

"Which means...We can get in touch with her," Rukia finished with a smile mirroring hers. Naruto had Luna's phone out in an instant, already looking through the call log to try and find Ichigo's number. "I'll do it."

"Phone hog," Ichigo muttered, and Rukia kicked him in the face. "HEY!"

"It was his idea, he gets to talk to her, so get over it. You don't see Will complaining, do you?"

"Will's asleep, he has no clue what's going on."

"Exactly."

Ichigo scowled at her, and Naruto's temple throbbed. "Shut up, it's ringing!"

They all sweatdropped as he ran off to find another spot in the airport. Rukia shook her head. "...Phone hog." Ichigo's jaw dropped, and she held up a hand. "Don't speak."

MEANWHILE...

Luna woke up with a very dry throat, aching all over this time. She coughed a little after opening her eyes, catching the doctor's attention. He nodded at her. "Congratulations. You're still alive."

She frowned at that, not liking the way he said it, and he chuckled. "If you can walk, you can go back to your room and rest until the next round."

She sat up slowly, knowing that if she sat up as quickly as she wanted to, she'd flop right back down. He watched as she carefully turned to the side, swung her legs over it, and stood, holding onto the edge of the bed for support.

He nodded, and a nurse took out her three IVs. Which was weird, since she only remembered having one put in. "You look stable enough to me. One of the Agents will escort you when we need you again. Congratulations again, Agent Sasaki. You're one of the lucky ones."

Hardly.

"Get dressed. And take it slow, or you'll collapse, and I doubt anyone around here would catch you."

The long walk and even longer elevator rides back to the public part of the Agency were hard. The more she moved, the more she was able to figure out just how sore she was.

Since she was the only one in the elevator most of the time (most of the Agents were out on missions and such by the afternoon, the rest were off eating or sleeping), Luna inspected herself. There were six, maybe eight stitches on her stomach, near her navel. She assumed they had done some kind of oscopy; it's where they take a small camera and use it to look around the inside of the patient's body.

That still didn't quite explain the bruises on her arms, or why she was so sore and groggy. Then she sighed. "Duh. Bruises from where they apparently messed up on your extra IVs, and the grogginess is from whatever drugs they gave you. Must still be in your system. Yeah."

Once she finally got back to her room, ignoring the looks she got for her blood-stained jeans that made it look like she had one hell of a period, she collapsed on the floor, not even bothering to try and reach her bed. She had just tucked her arm under her head and was starting to doze off when she realized she heard a buzzing sound.

And faint music.

Did she leave her iPod on?

Wait, no, that was at Naruto's house, she was sure of it. "Then...?" she wondered, not finishing her thought as she sat up before crawling to the bathroom.

She didn't feel like putting enough effort in standing up.

She nudged the door open with her shoulder, realizing the noise was coming from the loose tile. "The hell?" she wondered, prying it open. "Wait...Didn't I put something in here? ...Oh yeah! Naruto's headband...And my phone...Yeah, that was it," she declared as she looked down at her buzzing phone.

She was about eighty percent sure it was Alex, but decided to check just in case. Imagine her surprise when the Caller ID informed her that she was calling herself. It was flashing "LUNA" in bold black letters, the rest of the screen flashing white with a spinning grey wheel.

"...Goddamn drugs," she muttered finally. But the vibration sure felt real. It stopped, and she sighed in disappointment. "Great. I really AM hallucinating."

She jumped and yelped when it started vibrating all over again, and in her groggy state she realized the song wasn't HER ringtone.

"Ringidy ding ding dingy dong! Ringidy dong ding ding-" Confused and slightly disturbed, Luna quickly answered it to keep from hearing the Geico commercial song any longer.

"...Hallo?" she said groggily, realizing her throat was still extremely dry.

"LOON! I KNEW YOU'D ANSWER!"

"N...Naruto? Wha?"

"SHE ANSWERED! HEY YOU, SHE ANSWERED! MY GIRLFRIEND ANSWERED!"

"Naruto...Stop yelling about me to random people, you're making my head hurt," she mumbled, rubbing her temple. "...And don't refer to me as your girlfriend, dammit, we've been over this!"

She was so out of it, she still hadn't processed who she was talking to. But then she realized, and she gasped. "Wait. Naruto. Am I talking to you?"

"Well, of course you are. But you sound weird."

"I'm, um...I'm...dooed up."

"'Dooed up'? You mean DOPED up?"

"Yah, thass...thass the one," she agreed, nodding even though he couldn't see it.

"Why're you all doped up? What's going on? Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where are you? Are they feeding you and stuff? Are you in jail? They're not gonna execute you, are they? Where's Alex? IF THAT ASSHOLE TOUCHED YOU, SO HELP ME –"

"NARUTO, shuuuut up!" she groaned. "You're making my head hurt even more!"

"...Sorry. I'm just...Y'know, worried."

"I know you are. But shut up."

"Right."

"I'm all doped up 'cause, um...I just went through some testing," she explained groggily, scratching her head as she yawned.

"Already?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's it? They'll let you go now, right? Since you're the only X Subject they know of that survived, they HAVE to let you go, right?" he asked eagerly.

"Well, I – ...wait...What'd you just call me?"

"Huh?"

"You just called me an X Subject. How'd...How'd joo know about tha?" she asked, her mouth getting dry again. She made a face as she swallowed her own spit; desperate measures and all that.

"Will told me."

"Will's there?"

"Yep. And in another part of the airport, there's Becs, and Ichigo, and Rukia, and Renji, and Sakura, and Sasuke. And we're all coming to save you. Thanks to me, of course," he bragged.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. I just realized something. How're you talking to me? Why does it say I'm talking to myself? Am I hallucinating or some shit?" she asked.

"No, you took Ichigo's phone by mistake. He left it at my house."

"...Oh. Oh, tha...that makes sense," she agreed, blinking fast and widening her eyes to stay awake. Then she remembered what he had said after telling her who all was there. She frowned.

"Naruto."

"Huh?"

"Don't do anything stupid."

"Luna, that's like telling you to not be a pain in the ass. It doesn't happen."

"Naruto, I mean it. Go home."

"What? No way!"

Luna sighed and ran a hand over her face, muffling her voice a little, but her point came across nonetheless. "Naruto Uzumaki, you better not come here. It's suicide. And I will NOT be responsible for not only your death, but everyone else's."

"Luna –"

"I don't care. This is the whole reason I left willingly in the first place!" Great. Now she was shouting and giving HERSELF a headache.

Naruto sighed exasperatedly. "Alright, I didn't call you to argue with you the whole time!"

"Well then, why did you? All we do is argue, it's wha...wha makes us US," she pointed out, swallowing her spit again as the dry mouth came back.

"Yeah, well, quit it for a minute. I wanna ask you something, and I want the truth. Alright?"

"...Okay."

"Are you okay?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just...NOT," she replied, her voice breaking a little. She didn't have it in her to list all the reasons why she wasn't. That'd be a long list indeed.

"Hm. I can fix that."

"Don't."

"I'm gonna. And there's nothing you can do about it, so you can just shut up about this whole You-Can't-Because-I-Say-So-And-I-Wanna-Be-A-Martyr-In-Peace-So-Shut-The-Hell-Up-About-Rescuing-Me-You-Stubborn-Ass thing."

She sweatdropped. "Wha...What a long title."

"Yeah. I thought about it for, like, three minutes. But that's besides the point!" he said quickly, making her jump.

"Sorry."

"Thank you. So, guess what, Loon?"

"What?" she asked exasperatedly. Amazing how she could miss him so much, yet within three minutes of talking to him, she was already annoyed and impatient all over again.

"I l –"

There was pounding on her door, and Luna jumped with a squeak that made him stop cold. "The hell was that noise supposed to be?"

"Agent Sasaki?"

"SHIT," she hissed, "It's that bitch again!"

"Who?" he asked with a laugh.

"I, uh, I can't explain right now, um, goodbye."

"Wait wait wait!"

"I can't!"

She slid the phone shut and hurriedly put it back underneath the tile, laying out across the opposite end of the room as the door was unlocked and someone strolled in.

She heard those stupid hooker-esque boots clacking against her bathroom floor. "Great. She's incapacitated. Douse her with some water, would you?"

Luna struggled to keep her heart rate down as she heard water running for a long time beofre finally a cup of water was flung in her face. She shot up, coughing and sputtering, and two Agents grabbed her by the arms, pulling her up to stand as the cup clattered to the floor. The noise made her head throb violently, and she squeezed her eyes shut for a second.

Her knees buckled, so they supported her weight. The woman who had interrogated her stood in front of her, hands on her hips.

"Agent Sasaki, you're coming with me for a moment. We need a talk."