Author's Note: This is my first Hey Arnold! Fan fiction. I'm kind of surprised I'm writing this, I never expected to get inspired watching an old cartoon I watched when I was ten. But I did. I was feeling nostalgic and decided to watch some of favorite childhood television shows on NetFlix, Hey Arnold being one of them and was pleasantly surprised on how much I still liked the show and the shows characters. After watching every episode and the HA! movie I decided to write this, a fan fiction dedicated to my very first 'ship' Arnold and Helga. I apologize for such a long author's note. They won't all be like this, I promise.

Reunion takes place fourteen years after the never made (it's kind of heartbreaking, isn't it?) Hey Arnold Jungle movie, the events of which are some of my own and are based of the tidbits Craig has released.

Warnings: Rated M for a reason. There will be some strong language, depictions of violence, and possibly some lemons in future chapters.

Summary: With Gertie's failing health, Gerald and Phoebe's upcoming nuptials, class reunion his friends insist he attend, and a job offer Arnold finally returns to Hillwood after nearly a decade and half after finding his parents and staying in San Lorenzo. There he sees his old gang again, including the girl's heart he had broken all those years ago, Helga G. Pataki.

Reunion Introduction: Coming Home

Twenty-three year old Arnold Shortman was exhausted. He had been traveling for…Arnold checked his watch, which was still set at San Lorenzo time, sixteen hours. The drive to the airport in San Lorenzo being six hours all by itself. He scratched the back of his neck standing on the sidewalk in front the boarding house, looking up at the old building a tired smile played on his lips.

It was good to be back. It wasn't until the cab ride over he realized just how much he missed Hillwood and the boarding house, the home he had his first and some of his best memories. It was really good to be back.

He stifled a yawn as he picked up his suitcase walking up the few steps to the front door. It was late, almost three in the morning. He had to be quiet, so he wouldn't wake up his grandparents or any of the boards. His arrival was going to be a surprise for his grandparents and friends. Originally he was not coming home for another two weeks, for Gerald's bachelor party. But he had decided to come home early to surprise everyone and get settled before he started his new job, the wedding, and reunion.

The hallways were dark, but he didn't bother turning on any lights, he knew this place like the back of his hand. He smiled, as he quietly as he could, made his way to his old bedroom, pulling his suitcase behind him. He couldn't wait to see the look on everyone's faces. He couldn't wait to see everyone again. Almost everyone, at little voice told him in the back of his head. He tried not thinking about her. But he couldn't help it. He would see her sooner rather than later. She would be at the reunion and of course, she was Phoebe's maid of honor.

There would be no avoiding Helga G. Pataki. That was an impossible feat. He hadn't spoken to her for fourteen years. It was the night he told her that he was staying in San Lorenzo. Even after all these years later he still couldn't forget the look on her face when he told her. Deviation. Heartbreak. Anger. Betrayal. All of those emotions were clearly evident in her blue eyes when they looked into his green ones. Anger had won out and she screamed at him. Cried. And yelled at him some more.

It was then when Arnold truly realized that her confession of her love for him at the FTi building was the truth. Helga loved him and he crushed her. He sighed; he had no idea what her reaction to seeing him again was going to be. He wondered what she was up to now. He never had the guts to ask anyone about her since he stayed in San Lorenzo.

He yawned again as he twisted the door knob to his bedroom and walked in. He couldn't wait to get into bed. He left his suitcase near the door after shutting the door softly behind him. Not bothering turning on the lights he pulled off his shirt throwing it down somewhere on the floor. His jeans were next. Now only in his boxers he crawled into bed. Closing his eyes he adjusted himself.

Suddenly his body came in contact with something. Someone. His eyes snapped open as the female body he laid down next to suddenly squirmed away as she shrieked in terror. Before Arnold could even react in any way or offer an explanation or apology a knee came in contact with his groin shortly followed by a fist to his nose. The air left his lungs as he yelped out in pain and he was unable to sputter out an explanation.

He had no idea his old room was being used. Neither of his grandparents ever mentioned it to him during any of their phone conversations. He backed away from whoever was in bed with, struggling to catch his breath and explain everything. He needed to explain who he was and that he was sorry and that she didn't need to be afraid of him. "I…" He fell onto the floor with a loud thud.

The lamp next the bed snapped on and Arnold blinked, his eyes trying to adjust to the light as he saw a mop of blond hair hanging over the bed. The young woman searching for something under the bed and Arnold's eyes widened in fear when he saw what it was. A baseball bat. "Please…I…" He stuttered.

"Get out! You son of a…" She yelled as she jumped out of bed, holding the bat ready to strike her first blow.

Still unable to find his voice Arnold closed his eyes preparing for the blow. But the blow never came. Slowly, he opened his eyes, seeing the bat raised over the blonde's head. Her jaw dropped and her eyes squinted looking at him closely. "Football Head?" She asked her voice in a low whisper.

Arnold blinked. There was only one person in the world who ever called him Football Head. It took him a second to regain some composer and finally catch his breath to speak again, "Helga?!"

TBC...

This was only an introduction to test the waters a bit and see if anyone will actually want to read this. The first official chapter will be longer than this, I promise. Anyway, if you liked, please review.

Anyone surprised Helga is living in the boarding house? Or more importantly Arnold's room?