She had a bit of a rough landing, but it was nothing too bad. The worst that happened was that she lost her balance and ended up stumbling back and falling into an old office chair that rolled back as she landed in it. But other than that, she was fine.

She was inside what looked to be an office. An OLD office. An office that looked to have been abandoned and out of use for decades upon decades, if the dust and debris were anything to go by.

She knew she was in the right place. This was a large factory. Or it used to be, before the company went belly-up and the place was left abandoned and condemned.

Cain had violent tendencies when he got stressed, so he ended up buying the place, as well as the little bit of property around it, so he could come to it and... let a little steam out.

Which was precisely what she was hearing.

Down below her, outside the office, she heard banging, crashing, smashing... and yelling. Yells of stress... frustration... anger. It was Cain, and from what she was hearing, this was the worst she'd heard it, as she'd been with him once or twice in the past when he went to do some de-stressing. And this was, by far, sounding more violent and physical that she'd ever heard before.

Cain was already about to take a sledgehammer to one of the desks there, but grinded to a sudden and abrupt halt when he heard her yell out.

He froze, almost stunned, before blinking a couple of times.

"...am I hearing things...?" he mumbled, turning in the direction he heard it from.

"...not unless I'm SEEING things, too..." he said further, letting the sledgehammer fall to the floor, a dull clank echoing throughout the empty factory.

"...L... Lunet...?" he stammered, taking a shaky step towards her.

"Is... is it really you?"

Cain just took a few more shaky steps forward, before he couldn't take it, and just collapsed into a chair that was closeby... almost breaking it in the process.

"I..." he stammered.

"At least you're okay. At least you're alive." he went on, before pausing.

"Er... okay, that one was a bit overdramatic..." he then admitted.

"But... you're not mad at me or anything?" he asked her.

"You didn't ghost me because I slighted you or something?"

"...I know you can get tunnelvision when it comes to a project." Cain responded. "But it's never been THIS bad." he admitted.

"I tried calling you, texting you, emailing you, visiting you, nothing." he told her.

"I was starting to think you had left me." he went on, hanging his head.

"...and it didn't help when Mom separated her soul from her body." he then admitted further.

"That was when things just... became too much for me." he sighed.

"I started to really lose it as time went by, and I didn't know what was going to happen with Mom, or what happened to you..."

"..." Cain was silent once more for a moment, before getting up and making his way towards her.

Once they were close enough, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her.

It was clear that he'd missed her, because this wasn't an ordinary hug.

This was... effectively... a bear hug. It was something that Cain had been wanting to do for a while.

He missed her. Immensely.

And it was all being released in this embrace.

Cain just continued to hold her close, almost squeezing her TOO hard... but he stopped when he started to feel her heartbeat speed up rapidly... and then start to slow down just as quickly. He let go immediately and took a step back.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" he apologised.

"And... and yeah, let's... let's get out of here." he agreed.

"But where do you want to go?" he asked.

"You said not your place, so... I guess mine?" he went on.

"I mean, seems like the best place, even though I rarely need to shower." he mumbled with a small shrug, before pausing.

"Actually, I think it might be a good idea. I don't sweat, but... odds are I've accumulated a lot of dirt and such..."

If Cain had a capability of blushing, then he would be doing so right now. But Lunet knew when the demon-zombie would be doing so. She knew him all too well, and knew how to get things running.

"I, ah..." he stammered.

"...hm." he mumbled.

"Actually... well, a pool's not the greatest for getting a person 'clean', per se, but... I suppose it COULD work." he admitted.

"It's warm enough, and it SHOULD do the trick..." he went on, scratching at his chin.

"All right, fair. We can do that." he agreed.

"Who's there?" she heard.

"Agent Callamachi." she responded. This was met with silence for another moment, before the door was opened.

"...Aedan?" Hal said, seeing her.

"Huh. Well, then." he mumbled.

"Good to see you're up and about." he commented, stepping out of the way to allow her entry.

"Surprised the medical wing let you out so soon, though. I would have thought they'd at least contact me when they knew you were back to your old self." he added.

"..." Hal was silent for a moment.

"Ah, one moment." he said. "I should probably-" he started to say, before his desk phone rang. He sighed when it did, and motioned for her to wait.

"Bet I can guess who THAT is..." he mumbled, answering it.

"Agent Sharp... yes... yes, Nate, calm down. Calm down." she heard him say into the phone. "Calm. Relax. It's not what it seems, I assure you. She's fine. Yes.... yes, she came up to my office, and she's right here now." he said further. "She's not missing, she's fine. Yes, the serum worked, and I'll tell her to return as soon as she can." he went on.

"...yes, you're welcome. Now relax and don't let this panic you. Just relax. All right? All right, bye then." he finished, before hanging up.

"All right..." he muttered.

"I'll give you a pass to the lab." he told her. "However, you NEED to return to the medical wing and have them look you over after you do what you need to at the lab." he stressed.

Hal shook his head.

"No, I'm not sure if you realise the severity of this." he told her.

"We have had two agents go missing while they were in a state of soul separation." he informed her. "Agent Windsor... and Agent King." he said further, his tone heavy and dark. "And we have reason to believe that they were abducted by Olivia Edwards, acting while under the control of Vanessa Encrae." he continued, a growl to his tone.

"Nate was concerned that a similar fate had befallen YOU, as I'm sure he or someone else went to check on you, and found you suddenly gone." he reasoned.

"So, if nothing else, JUST to appease the medical team and show them you're NOT kidnapped by Encrae, please return to the wing as soon as you can." he finished, before digging into his desk, and lightly tossing a card key at her.

"Your pass." he said.