Yes, she manages to get back to her desk intact.

Luna flew down the stairwell steps, her heart pounding at a million beats per minute; she wasn't yet sure if the people who had arrived on the elevator when she was leaving had seen her, but she wasn't willing to take the risk.

As Luna neared her floor's door, she slowed down, looking up, she looked up, no sounds, she began to calm down, realizing that no one was following after her.

The fire escape's door slowly slid open, and Luna made sure to stick out as little of her body as possible while still getting a good look at the place, there was her desk, and the coast seemed clear.

Luna had long since mastered the art of moving quickly without having to run and make noise, she kind of had to do so, what with how often she found herself naked and **** to traverse public locations in search of a sage hide-away, this was nothing to her.

Finally at her desk, Luna allowed herself a moment of relief before a feeling of dread began to wash over her once again, that's right, Luna had forgotten thanks to her run-in with Rachel, and only remembered about this just now...