Why...? Why did this have to happen to me...? Me and my emotions! I can't do this without him...I need him...I love him. Can't say it no plainer than that. Numbah 5 has a plan. Numbah 5 always has a plan. Yes, she does...

Abigail Lincoln, AKA our dearly beloved Numbah 5, was sitting in a corner of her blue painted bathroom, staring at the pregnancy test in her trembling hand on a Thursday around lunchtime. She was supposed to be in school, but had to leave due to being nauseous this morning. No way. She couldn't be pregnant...could she? She shakes her head over and over again. How the hell could she pregnant? Stupid Maurice! He was supposed to be her lifeline, not her downfall!

Maurice was a former Kids Next Door member (being Numbah 9), but he had to quit after his thirteenth birthday, which was saddening for all of the Kids Next Door operatives. But, little did they know that after they decommissioned his mind, he still remembers all of the missions he had. Only Abigail was the only operative that knew. At least that's what she thinks. Maurice was the only one that she looked up to as an inspiration, apart from her older sister Cree Lincoln, who also used to be a Kids Next Door operative (Numbah 11), but is now in the hands of the villainous Father, who was KND's worst enemy and he wants misery for all of the kids. He is also the father of The Delightful Children From Down the Lane (who are not delightful...don't let the name fool you).

Abigail, only sixteen, cries as she curls up into a ball. How could she so goddamn reckless! She thought that she could trust him with anything and everything! She was wrong. She can't tell him now! He could freak out and possibly go back to Cree, who had a crush like her little sister. Lord, if Cree knew...there'll be hell. Not as much hell like how her parents will find out! Cree was off to college as a college freshman, waiting until she could get her money set straight and Abigail was with her parents, being a Junior in high school. And being her parents' other responsibility. Abigail knew that they didn't want to deal with a grandkid right now!

Abigail sighs. She had to tell Maurice. If she didn't...

The phone rings.

"Hello...?", says a deep toned voice.

"Maurice."

"Abby?"

"Yeah."

"What's up...?"

"I've got to tell you something."

"What...?"

"I just wanted to see what's up, that's all."

She couldn't do it. It had been a few months since they broke up. She didn't want to bother him with a baby.

"Why?"

"Can't I check on you without an attitude?!"

"You're the one who broke up with me, remember?"

"Whatever, Maurice..."

Abby hangs up the phone, upset with herself for calling in the first place. Why did she call anyway? Maurice had no right to come after her like that! It was rude and childish. Abby was having doubts to tell her former KND friends. What would they think of her, now that's she's pregnant by a college Sophomore….? Numbah 4 would probably laugh while Numbah 3 would scold him. Numbahs 1 and 2 would be the only ones by her side...especially Numbah 2. Knowing that he had a crush on her for a long time, for the time being. She calls her best friend in the group, Kuki Sanban AKA Numbah 3. Her only trusted friend...

"Hello...?", says Kuki.

"Kuki, hey."

"Hiiiii! How are you?"

"Not so great..."

"Are you still sick?"

"A bit, yeah...Uhhh, Kuki...I have to tell you something..."

"Just spill it, girl…"

"I'm pregnant."

There was a long pause between them. She didn't know if Kuki was still there. Of course, she was. Kuki was in shock, but also in denial.

"Kuki."

Nothing.

"Kuki?"

Still nothing.

"K-"

"Maurice, that bastard! I'll kill him!"

"No, Kuki, don't! He doesn't know!"

"What do you mean 'he doesn't know'?! You haven't told him yet!?"

"I've tried to..."

"And...?"

"I couldn't..."

"*Sigh*….I can't believe this...I feel bad for you. I'm the only one who knows, right..?"

"Yeah...Numbah 5 trusts only you right now."

"Abby..."

"What should I do, Kuki...?"

"I know this. Hoagie shouldn't know. He'll be devastated..."

"Thanks for everything, Kuki..."

"Anytime..."