Numbuh Five woke up as the rays of sunshine coming through her window hit her face. She slowly sat up. She was still exhausted from their last mission, which involved the Delightful Children from Down the Lane and Father. They tried to install a microchip on every kid, forcing them to obey everything an adult told them to do. But thanks to Numbuh One's quick thinking, they were stopped. The only thing was, he paid the price for it. Father sent a blast of fire, knocking Sector V's leader off his feet and sent him crashing into the wall, where he was knocked out.

Numbuh Five acted immediately and with the other operatives, they carried out Numbuh One's plan. Once it was over, they hovered over their leader, filled with worry. It was all right; Numbuh One regained consciousness and slowly got on his feet, shaken, but unscathed.

Numbuh Five slowly sighed. Never had she ever felt such worry over someone, even during their most dangerous missions. Sure, she always worried about her teammates but when Numbuh One was hit, Numbuh Five was scared. Not scared because she felt that everything would fall apart without him, but sacred that he'd never recover.

Numbuh Five shook her head, got out of bed and resolved that she just had a "moment", that it was nothing she needed to worry about.

She changed into her usual shorts, her blue t-shirt with the large white, vertical stripe on each side, which was so long that it covered her shorts completely; the shirt stopped half-way down her thighs. Her black hair was always tied into a braid and she put on the all-too-familiar red cap. Her white shoes were found at the end of her bed. As she put them on, Numbuh Five looked outside. The sun was high in the sky so she guessed everyone else was up as well. She left her room, the big automatic door with a big number five painted in red closing behind her.

She walked down the Treehouse's hallways in silence, checking every bedroom as she passed. Numbuh Three was still asleep om her extremely huge Rainbow Monkey, surrounded by her Rainbow Monkey collection. Numbuh Four was sleeping in the middle of his wrestling ring, the only item from a bed was a pillow. And Numbuh Two was sleeping in his airplane. Numbuh Five headed toward the kitchen. Numbuh One's room was practically his office and she was sure he wouldn't appreciate it if she peeked into his bedroom and found him wide awake and working.

She entered the kitchen and, much to her surprise, Numbuh One was sitting at the island, eating a bowl of cereal. He looked up the minute he heard her footsteps.

"Good morning, Numbuh Five," said Numbuh One, smiling and eyeing her over the rim of his sunglasses.

The sound of her codename on his lips sent shivers down Numbuh Five's spine but she ignored them despite the fact that it wasn't unpleasant.

"Morning, Numbuh One. Numbuh Five's surprised to see you here," she replied, making herself a bowl of cereal.

"Yeah, well, I've decided to take the day off," said Numbuh One matter-of-factly.

Numbuh Five nearly dropped her bowl in shock. Numbuh One never took a day off. If he did, he was forced to do it by everyone else. This time, for some reason, was different.

She sat down across from him and eyed him carefully. Maybe yesterday's blow really did do some damage.

As if he read her mind, the leader smiled.

"Don't worry, Abby," said Numbuh One, using her real name. "I'm perfectly fine. Really. I just feel like I need to take it easy today. Say, why don't you join me?"

Numbuh Five blinked a few times before answering.

"Sure thing, Nigel," replied Numbuh Five, using his real name.

He smiled and nodded, returning his attention back to his breakfast.

Numbuh Five was pleased to be spending the day with Numbuh One. She couldn't explain why but she wasn't about to spend her time asking herself questions she couldn't figure out on the spot.

Once they were done eating, they put their bowls in the sink and Numbuh Five started to make her way back to her room.

"Where are you going?" asked Numbuh One.

"Uh, I need to go do something in my room," answered Numbuh Five, flushing.

She exited the room before he could say anything else.

Numbuh Five sped down the hallways, thinking furiously.

"What's happening to me? Why do I feel the need to go get ready? Ugh, I sound like Cree," thought Numbuh Five, not wanting to be like her teenage sister.

She raised a hand to her ear.

"My earrings! No wonder I need to go to my room," she thought, relieved.

***

Numbuh One was still in the kitchen. He stared after his second in command and sighed happily. He's been wanting to spend a day with her for a while now and he figured today would be a good day to do so, after fighting with the Delightful Children from Down the Lane and with Father. That battle drained each and every one of them from their energy and Numbuh One had already contacted the Moon Base and explained their situation. They granted them the day off, so their alarm system will only ring if an intruder entered the Treehouse.

Numbuh One thought of Numbuh Five. It had been nice to eat breakfast alone with her without having anyone causing trouble to interrupt the moment, something Lizzie was good at.

He started to feel attracted to Numbuh Five the previous month though he wasn't aware of it at first; but Lizzie was. At every occasion she would drag him away from his friends and the minute she saw him alone with Numbuh Five, she threw a fit. Numbuh One broke up with her three weeks ago, when he finally realized his feelings for Abby and when he had enough of her jealousy.

Numbuh One's thougths returned to Numbuh Five. Yes, he loved her. He loved her very much.

Numbuh One blushed. Love. Something he never truly felt with Lizzie now that he tought about it. He thought he did; although it might have been he simply enjoyed having the idea of having a girlfriend and never considered what he truly felt. This time was different though. He was absolutely, positively sure of his feelings this time. Nigel loved Abby's cool-headedness, her sense of order, her fighting skills, her calm and her ability to calm him when he's panicking. He was glad to be spending the day with her and he had a few things to tell her as well.

Numbuh Five suddenly came in, earrings in place.

"Ready when you are," she said.

Numbuh One smiled at his companion.

"Let's go," he replied.