Accidentally in Love [Brett Hand x OC]

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The next morning when Theodora woke up, it became evident to her that Reagan had not returned home from the wedding. So, she got ready for work and went alone.

When she walked into the war room, everyone was sitting around the table, but Reagan.

"Oh, isn't Reagan here yet?" She asked after greeting everyone.

"Wait... she didn't come with you?" Gigi asked, and Theodora grinned playfully.

"She didn't come home last night." She slid into the chair next to Brett. "You know what that means."

"She did leave with super secret agent Rafe Masters." Andre giggled, and right on cue, the doors burst open again and Reagan trudged in wearing the same outfit from last night.

For some reason she had blood splattered on her, and her mascara had run, she looked like a mess.

"Hey, Reagan..." Brett greeted her playfully, earning a groan from Reagan.

"Hey, girl. There she is!"

Reagan dragged her feet over to the table, taking a seat.

"You were fucking hilarious last night!" Myc laughed.

"I hereby bestow my title of office wildcard to you, Reagan." Andre said proudly. Reagan seemed to be hating this attention she was receiving.

"So, how was it?" Brett asked eagerly, and Theo nodded fervently.

"How was what?" Reagan rubbed her temples.

"Oh, come on. We saw you making out with the Masters, Rafe Masters." Gigi said, putting on a fancy British accent.

"Please stop saying it like that." Reagan groaned, chucking some pills back for her headache.

"We need to know it all." Theodora said harshly, "I need an in-depth description of absolutely everything."

"What's his pube situation?" Andre asked.

"Do his condoms look like little tuxedos?" Myc added.

"How long did he last?" Theo asked, leaning over the table to look at Reagan. "Cause I get a 30 second vibe from him."

"No, no," Gigi interrupted, "I think-"

"What happens in the bedroom is nobody's business except Congress." Glenn interrupted, "But in this case, I'll allow it. Dish, girl!"

"Guys, there's not much to tell." Reagan admitted, "Forgettable sex, only five or six casualties, a fling."

"Ugh, I've always wanted to be a superspy." Brett sighed, "I used to watch all the James Bond movies. I even had a secret identity, in public, my parents would tell people I was someone else's kid."

There was a moment of silence and they all looked over to Brett, concerned. "Yeesh."

"Brett's repressed trauma aside, it was just a one-night thing." Reagan said, "I... I'll probably never even see the guy again."

Then, the doors burst open and it was none other than Rafe Masters. "Well, hello, all."

"Holy shit!" Brett and Reagan exclaimed simultaneously, Reagan in horror and Brett in amazement.

"Team, I'm not sure if you remember Agent Masters," J.R appeared in the room after Rafe Masters, "but seeing as he really saved our bums during that whole flat-Earth pirate situation-"

"That was me!" Reagan snapped, "I made an explosive out of an Amazon Alexa!"

"-we're going to be helping him out with an MI6 mission," J.R ignored Reagan, displaying a slideshow on the screen, "stopping his evil nemesis, Dr. SkullFinger, who, by the way, currently resides in a gorgeous seven-bedroom, eight-bathroom lair with 360 ocean views."

"Scoundrel." Rafe shook his head.

"...from unleashing a powerful mind-control device on the populace." J.R finished.

"But we use mind control all the time." Reagan crossed her arms.

"Like our memory erasers," Andre held one up, "Just this week, Theo and I used one on ourselves to forget the ending of Breaking Bad so we could rewatch it."

"There's nothing like watching Breaking Bad for the first time." Theo sighed.

"Walt dies, Jesse lives, big deal." Myc scoffed.

"Goddamn it!" Andre and Theo yelled in sync, before Andre pointed the memory eraser gun at Theo, shooting it, and then doing the same to himself.

"But SkullFinger's device is far more powerful." J.R continued, and Theodora tried to remember what the conversation was even about. "This thing can wipe your whole mind clean. It's way more evil. So we have to eliminate the competition. Reagan, I want you designing Rafe's gadgets and running point from the surveillance boat."

Reagan groaned, clearly not happy to be working with her one-night stand.

"Hey, let me know if you need a bitchin' Spotify playlist." Brett said excitedly, "Oh my God, a Spot-i-spy playlist!"

"I'll make the puns around here, thank you." Rafe said coldly.

Brett laughed nervously, "Ha-ha, please like me!"

"Rafe, so glad to be working with you." Reagan said sarcastically.

"Yes, I can't wait to bond, Team Bond." Rafe said, before laughing and walking out of the room with J.R.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. I cannot believe this." Reagan exclaimed as soon as they had left the room. "I can't work with someone I've hooked up with!"

"Can't you just tell him you're not interested?" Theo frowned, "You're usually Miss Brutal Honesty."

"Remember when you made Glenn cry at his own birthday?" Gigi added with a smirk.

"I was dancing too confidently, and I needed to hear it." Glenn said almost sadly.

"It's different with relationships." Reagan sighed, "Everybody I've ever broken up with makes me feel like the bad guy just for being direct."

"Hey, Theo, you've broken up with a lot of guys, right?" Andre asked.

"No, you asshole." Theodora frowned at Andre.

"I'm just saying, you could give Reagan a couple of tips, you know?"

"Alright. Reagan, just tell him you're a lesbian." Theo offered.

"I slept with him." Reagan held her head in her hands.

"Okay... then tell him your sexual encounter made you realise that you're a lesbian." Theo shrugged, and Gigi nodded,

"Actually, Theo's onto something." Gigi raised an eyebrow, "Once you break up with him, can you send him to me?"

"No." Reagan said harshly. "And no, Theo. Do you really think that would stop him?"

"You're right, he looks like the kind of guy that would actually be into that." Theo pondered. "You know, like most frat guys."

"No," Reagan repeated, "From now on, my new strategy is to avoid hurt feelings, send zero signals, and just hope the guy gets the message."

"Playing hard to get." Andre nodded.

"I'm not playing hard to get!" Reagan snapped, "I am just going to ghost him!"