I don't own Kids Next Door. I only own Novella 'Nova' Warren/Numbuh 26, Jacques/Numbuh 27 and the plot line.

"You really shouldn't be ducking out in your office," a voice pulls me from my review of the files that had come in late last night from Arctic Base.

I look up and see Rachel McKenzie AKA Numbuh 362, the Supreme Leader of the Kids Next Door, leaning in the doorway.

"You know I abhor Valentine's Day," I reply, a light Celtic accent tinging my words.

Rachel chuckles, "I know."

"I shudder to think what 86 is going to do to the boys in her class at Gallagher," I remark.

Rachel frowns because she knows how our red-headed Irish friend can get about boys.

"That mission was a disaster and completely my fault," I say quickly.

"How were you supposed to know that those teenagers were-" Rachel began before I cut her off.

"I should have figured it out..." I grumble.

"She's coming straight up after school though," Rachel remarks.

I sigh, "I'm glad I don't have to put up with that stuff."

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"Still ducking out on Valentine's Day I see," Rachel's voice remarks from the entryway of my office slash sleeping quarters.

"Actually, no, I'm not," I reply glancing over at my friend.

Rachel's eyebrow quirks as Fanny appears next to her.

"Ye are actually going out on Valentine's day? That's surprising," Fanny AKA Numbuh 86 remarks.

I fold my arms across my chest, rumpling my hoodie, "Why is that so surprising?"

"It's just you and Jacques hate Valentine's Day," Rachel states.

"We hate the idea of forced romance. Besides Wallabe Beatles asked us to go with him and Kuki," I return.

Fanny scoffs, "He may not be as big of an idiot as when we were kids but now that we are Teenaged Operatives-"

Rachel thankfully cuts her off, "He's gotten better."

"He hurts her, I'll kill him," Fanny grumbles.

"Numbuh Four knows full well that I can easily put him on the worst assignments if he crosses me," I point out.

"Odd how all four of us hold rankings similar to our KND days," Jacques Bowie, aka Numbuh 27, aka my boyfriend, remarks as he enters my office space.

I smirk at Fanny and Rachel, "Sorry guys, I have to go."

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"This is so much better than that stuffy mushy romantic restaurant," I remark to Jacques.

He smiles at me, "I kinda figured as much. I know how much you hate that stuff."

I sit back down next to him, near a riverside with the full moon shining down.

"Sooo, is it too much to ask for a kiss?" I ask.

He promptly gives me a light kiss.

Best Valentine's Day ever.