When that was done, Naomi realized she made a grave mistake that just might make her go the grave early.

'Oh man, that ain't good. Naomi you fool! You messed everything up! By doing that attack, I revealed that Asimov's attack didn't take me out. Not to mention I'm at peak energy levels too. Shoot, an' I was worried 'bout the boss ruinin' my plan.' Naomi mentally panicked.

Unsure of what to do next, Naomi turned to look for answers from her boss. Asimov had a plan of his own which he was then able to execute. Asimov aimed his gun at Naomi and shot, a blank that is. Naomi passed out from shock, clutching the part of her chest that Asimov aimed to "shoot". Taking advantage of the situation, Asimov dragged Naomi's limp, unconscious body into the elevator with him. When she finally awoke, Naomi found herself in the QUILL building sitting in the chair in front of her desk.

"I didn't expect her to react the way she did. It was just a blank." Asimov notified.

"Well she didn't know that!" Moniqa fumed.

Naomi was shivering, particularly from the cold, wet rag Moniqa had placed on the younger girl's forehead.

"Why is it so cold?" Naomi wondered.

"Oh Naomi, thank goodness you're awake!" Moniqa cried.

Naomi squeaked nervously when Moniqa hugged her. She wasn't going to show anybody that she could stay there forever and be completely satisifed. The two stayed hugging for a good 10 seconds.

"Why did you have a damp rag on my noggin?" Naomi questioned while pointing to her forehead with her right index finger, the rag held in the same hand.

"You passed out and I thought something like that might make you feel better." Moniqa supposed.

"Well the only thing it made me feel was a sever case of hypothermia." Naomi muttered.

Wiping the water from her face, Naomi decided that she would enter all of the data she obtained. After remembering one important factor, Naomi recoiled in on herself from the thought.

'Oh, that, that's not good. I totally forgot, they can track me down. And then they can get to QUILL and, oh my gosh, I gotta tell the boss!' Naomi remembered as she ran of to tell Asimov.

She ran past Moniqa who had gathered a stack of papers. She ran past Zeno who was playing a video game along with Gunvolt and Xiao who were chatting. Naomi found Asimov looking over some data.

"Boss! Boss! I got some urgent news ta tell ya!" Naomi yelled as she closed in on her target. Finally reaching her destination but nearly tripping, Naomi came to a halt. Trying to catch her breath, she was panting, doubled over with her hands on her knees.

"Is something wrong?" Asimov asked.

"The, Sumeragi, t-they, they implanted a tra-tracking chip under the r-right side of my collarbone. I shouldn't be here, I don't want to expose any of you." Naomi answered.

"We really appreciate the thought Naomi. But Jota already came by here remember?" Moniqa commented.

"Yeah, but he probably didn't think to memorize the location." Naomi guessed.

"Have you tried nulling the chips tracking ability?" Zeno pondered.

"There's nothin' I can do ta stop it. Do you seariusly think I haven't tried already? I've thrown every single Septima I've got at that sucker." Naomi ranted.

Moniqa's face paled, Zeno looked shocked, Asimov remained stoic, Xiao was startled. And Gunvolt, well, he didn't know how to react to the news. Everybody celebrated that day for Naomi's return. Moniqa and Asimov were the only ones to have alcohol while everyone else had ramune. Takeout and pizza were eaten that night. Naomi decided to get some root beer. When she went up to Moniqa, Naomi decided to pull a fast one and told her that she was drinking beer.

"What!? Give me that! You're not supposed to be drinking alcohol until you're twenty one!" Moniqa shrieked as she removed the sugary soda from Naomi's grasp.

"No way! Twenty one pilots won't let me in their band so I can't be twenty one! Or a pilot!" Naomi joked, hoping Moniqa wouldn't see that she lacked the telltale signs of being drunk.

Looking at the bottles nutrition facts and ingredients list, Moniqa saw no signs of alcohol in Naomi's drink.

"Haha! Man, I gotchu good! It's root beer!" Naomi cackled.

Moniqa, in contrast to Naomi, was not having a good time anymore.

"Come on Moniqa, I thought you were gonna finally make a move. Wait, don't tell me, ya got cold feet right?" Zeno teased.

"You'd swear she stepped on the rag she gave me earlier." Naomi mocked.

Moniqa bega blushing. She was flustered as well, causing the whole of her face to turn red.

"N-no." Moniqa rebuked.

"Then why aren't you talking to him now? Hm?" Zeno inqueried.

Asimov was wondering about what was going on and pulled Naomi to the side.

"Am I in trouble again?" Naomi worried.

"They're acting suspicious, what exactly is it that they're talking about?" Asimov queried.

Naomi's lips sunk in before she cupped her hands over her mouth and started laughing maniacally.

"What's so funny?" Asimov interrogated.

"N-nothing boss, nothing at all." Naomi giggled.

She went back to talking with Zeno. Gunvolt and Xiao soon joined in as Moniqa went to chat with Asimov. Naomi decided to call Jeremy who stretched and yawned before answering the phone.

"Naomi, it's five in the morning here. What are you doing calling right now?" Jeremy grumbled.

"Guess where I am?" Naomi joked.

"I don't know, can you give me a hint?" Jeremy rambled.

Naomi handed the phone to Xiao.

"So, you're Jeremy right? Naomi talks a lot about you. We'll have to do some gear synthing and maintenance sometime." Xiao greeted.