Well we know Hey Arnold the movie. Scheck ends up going to jail and the neighborhood is saved. There isn't a TJM here so there will be some unresolved feelings from Arnold in not confessing something. They are fifteen years old when Scheck escapes jail to have revenge on the three's responsible for what happened to him. If you get confused by anything please kindly ask and I'll respond to you. This isn't the only story I'm writing so things might be forgotten while I do this massive juggling act. I will say that some things will be left to your imagination. Especially in the beginning.

Don't flame me. In fact don't flame anyone else who decides to put a story out. It takes a lot for someone to do this. If you don't like the story then move on to the next. There are plenty of good ones out there.

It is fairly obvious that I absolutely do not own HA. If I did I would do my best to try to get TJM out. (Does anyone have a magic wand?)

Kidnapped, Arnold, Helga, and Gerald were huddled together staring down the gun drawn on them. In the background, two henchmen stood there to await orders while the one in charge stared down the young teenagers with nothing but pure hate in his eyes. Recently escaped from prison, Scheck certainly showed how much he lost weight from the last time they saw him. How he managed to gather people around him so quickly to help him didn't even enter their minds. Right now they only thought of safety.

"Now it is time to pay you three little brats a lesson for ruining me." Pointing the gun to Arnold, Scheck wanted to just end his young life right then and there. "I hate you worse of all. You ruined me." Points the gun to Gerald, he shook his head. "You I hate just for being there, but I hate your friend worst of all." Slowly he aimed the gun to Helga wishing to throttle her. "I know what you've done. I would of been rich. You were the one behind getting the key stolen. The little girl Nick didn't even suspect. Oh I knew you were there. Saw you and him on the balcony those years later. I still have the tapes." Watches her eyes widen. Oh he knew well. "You pulled the strings." Cocks his gun to ready his shot. "I will make you suffer." Aims it to Arnold. "I'll start with him."

Helga had been frozen the whole time just watching him with that gun. Knowing all too well about volatile tempers from her father, she knew Scheck's own was something to the point of sadistic. "NO!" She shouted as tears found her way to her eyes. "Please don't hurt him. Don't hurt them both."

Chuckling lightly at her plea, Scheck observed something between the blondes. He had an idea pop into his head. "I won't." A sneer came across his face as he thought of what will happen to the weird headed kid. "I will spare them if you give yourself up to me."

Arnold's eyes went wide. "Helga. no." Clasping her hand fear drove through him all over again at this dread creeping up his neck.

Gerald was still frozen to his spot, but he did manage to whisper out. "Don't."

Helga felt Arnold's hand in her's. Could feel both their fears. It was so thick in the air. "You will kill them anyhow."

Scheck considered the brave girl even in her fright. "I won't. I may hate them, but I won't. There are plenty of other ways of making someone suffer. Give yourself up to me."

Arnold shook his head. "Please don't." He begged her again. "We can get through this."

As much as she loved his positive nature she knew what will happen to him. She knew to make sure he was safe. Gerald needed him. Everyone needed him still. "I'll do it." She heard his objection. "I'll do it." She repeated with a bit more strength in her weakened voice. "Please let me say my good byes to them."

Gerald and Arnold's hearts plummeted at hearing her finalized decision. They both objected even as Scheck agreed to let her speak to them. Watching her turn to Gerald first, Helga's eyes stayed riveted on his own. She looked so brave to them, but they couldn't hear the breaking of her heart at this being her final time in seeing them.

"Gerald, I acted like I couldn't stand you, but it was a lie. Please help protect Phoebe for me. Tell her how much I love her like a sister." Her throat was beginning to hurt. "Protect Arnold here too. I want you to be happy." Pulling away from him she knew this will be tough as she faced Arnold. She took in his face just to memorize every detail of it. Everything in her was breaking. "It wasn't the heat of the moment that night. I meant every word of it."

"Helga, please." Arnold didn't want her to be gone.

"Your life is so valuable. You are meant for so much. I want you to be happy for the rest of your life. I have been in love with you since we were three. I'm doing this for you both. Please take my journals. They belong to you." Pressing her lips against his for the last time she was surprised when he returned her kiss. Feeling her pulse racing, Helga reached up to remove her pink bow to hand to him. Pulling away when she was being demanded to do so, Helga whispered, "I'll love you forever."

The henchmen stood behind Arnold and Gerald to ready themselves. Seeing Helga being jerked away by Scheck, Arnold started to yell wishing to stop it. Helga began to cry as she watched them being knocked out. She screamed out as something was placed over her head. Feeling lifted up, Helga was carried away as everyone left a prone Gerald and Arnold on the floor. Scheck continued to laugh as he threw her in the back of the car with him.

"Time to meet your end, little girl."

Helga tried to struggle, but found something sprayed inside her hood knocking her out.

When Arnold and Gerald came to, Arnold was the first one up yelling for Helga. Stumbling while getting up, Arnold ran to the door flinging it open to find themselves in the middle of nowhere. "HELGA!" He cried out over and over again just to end up on his knees. There was no way they would keep her, but if he wanted Arnold to suffer he will make sure of it.

"Arnold?" Gerald looked all around them. He felt dread build up in him again. "Helga." He said barely above a whisper. No way that girl will go down without a fight. Right?

Arnold never got the chance to tell her how he really felt. He was going to ask her out on a date before they were knocked out, and taken. He was finally going to confess to her.

"I'll get you back, Helga. No matter how long it will take." He promised her. Himself. He will get her back.