Disclaimer: I do not own the teen titans, but i do own all the members of The Eight.

Bumblebee took a deep breath as she walked up to the hotel.

She was in regular street clothes with a trench coat to hide her wings.

Her hair was down and straightened.

She didn't look at all like a superhero, just a regular girl on a night out.

Perfect for undercover.

"Hemos visto a esta chic." Mas Y Menos said as they pointed to the picture of Boa.

Luck was on their side.

After looking at a city map Bumblebee was sure this was the right hotel, seeing as it was the closest to the park where the two met the girl.

"Hey…don't do anything stupid." Cyborg said as Bumblebee was about to leave.

"My Sparky, it almost sounds like you're worried." She said.

"So what if I am?"

She smiled.

"Look, I know what I'm doing. I've done this before remember? So don't worry about it ok."

What happened next surprised Bumblebee, and even Cyborg.

He pulled her close, hugged her, and whispered in her ear.

"I know…I can't help it."

Bumblebee walked up to the front hotel desk.

"Excuse me," she said, "Where's your diner? I'm meeting a friend."

"Down this hall and to the right." The woman at the front desk said.

"Thank you."

As she walked down the hall she kept her eyes open for any signs of them.

So far nothing.

She looked at her watch.

5: 49 p.m.

When she reached the diner she walked up and sat at the bar.

"What will it be Miss?" the bartender asked.

"Just water, I'm waiting for a friend."

"Alright."

As the bartender handed her a glass of water another girl sat right next to her.

"Vodka on the rocks...and step on it." The girl said.

"May I see some ID Miss?" the bartender said.

The girl looked annoyed but handed over her ID.

The bartender looked at it, nodded, and poured her drink.

Bumblebee shook her head. Any idiot could tell this girl wasn't 21 so the ID must be a fake.

"What are you looking at?" The girl said to her.

It was only when the girl looked straight at her that Bumblebee recognized her.

She was about 5'2', had long blond hair in a ponytail, she wore a long sleeve white shirt with black gloves, and tight black paints with white sneakers.

There was no mistaking it.

This girl was Eel.

"Um…nothing, you just reminded me of someone." Bumblebee said as she turned her head.

The girl downed her drink in one gulp.

"Get me another one." She demanded.

The bartender handed her another one.

The girl downed that one too in one gulp.

"Hey," she said, "Sorry that I snapped at you."

"What…oh don't worry about it." Bumblebee said.

The girl downed a third drink.

"I'm just having a bad…no scratch that…a frustrating day."

"Well that makes two of us." Bumblebee said.

Eel turned her head and held up her fourth drink in a toast like manner.

"Well then let's drown the day in a delicious drink." She said as she down her forth drink.

Bumblebee smiled at her as she took a sip of her water.

"So what makes your day so frustrating?"

"Well," Eel said as she started to sway a bit, "do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Well then *hic* you wouldn't understand…or maybe you would since both of us are in the same boat."

Eel was starting to feel very lightheaded as she sipped her fifth drink.

"I have co-worker…hehehehe…who I absolutely love…yup absolutely love. Yet he…*hic* doesn't notice me…no matter what I do. And trust me…I have*hic* done a LOT of things to get…his…attention."

Eel almost fell out of her seat.

"Maybe he's seeing someone else." Bumblebee said as she turns to her.

Eel let out a laugh.

"Oh fat chance in hell.*hic* I've seen my…comp..comp…competition. Don't get me wrong…they're nice and all…well two are nice…one's a crazy bitch."

Bumblebee couldn't believe it. Here was one of the members of the feared Eight drunk right in front of her. If she played her cards right maybe she could get Eel to spill some important information.

"Well, just keep at it." Bumblebee said, "I'm sure you'll get his attention soon enough."

Eel made a drunken smile.

"You really think*hic* so?"

"Sure."

"Thanks…you know what…you're alright*hic*."

"So what do you and your co-worker do?" Bumblebee asked.

Eel tilted her head back and looked at the ceiling.

"We're garbage men…people pay us to…take out the*hic*trash."

"Really?" Bumblebee said with a smile.

"Really," Eel said as she tried to sit up straight, "it may not sound…great. But it beats the ever loving*hic* shit out of my old job."

"What was your last job?"

"Just a stupid job…that really f#$ me over…literally."

"Well we've all had jobs like that."

"Hehehe…yeah I guess*hic* you're right."

Before Bumblebee could ask another question a big bald young man about 6'8' with jeans and a trench coat came up to grab Eel from the chair.

"Sorry about this," he said with a kind tone, "but my friend has had a little too much to drink. I'm just going to take her to her room."

Bumblebee nodded with a smile.

She recognizes this one too from the pictures.

It was Steer.

"It was nice*hic* talking to you." Eel said as Steer carried her out.

"Nice talking to you too." Bumblebee said as she waved goodbye.

Bumblebee knew that if she tried to follow them it would come off as suspicious. So she simply waited for a few minutes then got up and started to walk out of the hotel.

As she hit the lobby a voice came from behind.

"Sorry about my associate."

Bumblebee turned her head, and recognizes the young man instantly.

"Their leader is a whole new ballgame."

Owl was sitting on a chair in the lobby reading a newspaper.

He was about 6 feet even with a clean military haircut. His skin tone was dark, while not as dark as Bumblebee's or Cyborgs. He was wearing a tight fitted black turtleneck with simple blue jeans and brown hiking boots.

"Don't worry about it. It was fun talking to her." Bumblebee said trying to stay calm.

"Bee…listen to me," Jinx said, "If you see their leader just run as fast as you can. He's a monster."

Owl got up from his chair and walked up to Bumblebee.

"So your friend didn't come?"

"What? Oh yeah, the idiot stood me up." Bumblebee said.

Owl gave a smile, "Oh I just hate it when that happens. You go out of your way to make plans and have a nice evening and all of the sudden someone has to ruin it."

"Yeah."

"Well it can't be help. All you can do is to make sure you don't trust that person again."

He then got up closer to her.

"I hope Kristy didn't say or do anything that made you uncomfortable."

"Who?"

"Kristy, that's her name."

"Oh…no it was very nice talking to her. I hope that we can get together again soon."

Owl then put his hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry. I'm sure you two will meet again pretty soon."