A/N: I don't own anything like usual. This will probably be a multi chapter fic if you people like, so tell me what you think of it. Good or bad. Happy reading!

We need something new, something fresh. Bold, maybe romantic, with a hint of danger and that good ole KND spirit! Numbah 10 thought to herself as she stood in the Moon Base chow line. So involved with her thoughts the operative manning the food has to yell to get her attention. "What?" she asked startled. In response to the gesture at the pies she said, Cherry, please." Numbah 7 snickered at her. "Oh shove it, Louis." In a huff she gathered her tray and took a seat.

"Sorry chief. But you spacing like that is funny." Apologized Numbah 7 as he sat across from his sector leader.

"It's OK. I just get so involved sometimes that I for get where I am." Numbah 10 waved him off with her lettuce loaded fork.

Numbah 7 nodded his head and turned to his food. After a few minutes he looked at her again. " So...any thoughts on what 362 said?"

10 sighed. "That's just what I was thinking about. But I am drawing a blank. Any thoughts yourself?"

Shaking his head he replied, " Nah. We already cover all the villains and operatives. And after the whole Grandfather episode everyone is laying pretty low."

Setting down her fork Numbah 10 made a disgusted noise. Folding her hands she looked out the tall windows. "Something new and fresh, she said. Bold, maybe romantic, yet with a hint of danger. But still in the KND spirit." deeply sighing she held her head in her hands. " I swear it's like she was telling me something, but I just can't see it!"

Before her fellow reporter could even thing to answer a loud screeching silenced the cafeteria. Looking around they saw the fiery Irish operative, Numbah 86, standing nearly nose to nose with the Arctic Base Commander, Numbah 60. Seeing the signs of another heated argument coming on Numbah 10 whispered, "Here we go again."

"Are ye deaf ya stoopid boy?" yelled the red head. "Ah already told ye that Ah don't was ya here!"

"And I said I'm not moving. I like the view. But you wouldn't understand that would you?" Numbah 60's chest was heaving with anger as she shouted back. "The only pleasure you ever enjoy is sadistically wiping the best years of a kid's memory!" As he said this a look of shock crossed his face as he realized what he said. Instantly remorseful he tried to apologize. "Numbah 86 I-" His reaching hand was as frozen as the collective breaths of the other operatives. They all looked from 60's sad and scared face to 86's face that was flushed with anger and horror stricken. With out a word she turned and ran from the room. Numbah 60 just stood there for a moment until he bowed his head with a deep sigh. Giving his head a shake, the boy turned and followed her out the door.

Numbah 7 turned to Numbah 10. "Are they always like that?" he asked.

Standing she gathered her tray and walked to a trash can, 7 following suit. "Pretty much. I don't think there's ever been a time when they didn't scream at each other."

"Still what he said was pretty harsh. I don't care how mean she can be, that was below the belt." he folded his arms and fell in step with his leader.

"Agreed." She said. "Come on. Let's get back to base. Maybe the others have a story." They were both heading towards the space docks when they heard the sounds of some one crying. Looking around they located the sounds coming from behind some stacked crates. Curled into a ball on the floor was Numbah 86. Both looked at each other, unsure as what to do. Neither had ever seen the feared and strong decommissioning officer in a state like this.

"Should we do something?" Whispered Numbah 7.

Equally as baffled and slightly scared, she said, "I don't know, maybe?" The operatives hesitantly started to move out of the shadows toward 86 when they head 60's voice. Seeing him come around the opposite end they retreated back to their shadows and watched.

"Fanny! There you are. Thank God I found you!" Panted Numbah 60.

Numbah 86 turned her red eyes to the boy. "Get out of here Patton! I don't want to see you!" she chokingly screamed.

"Come on sweetheart, please don't be like that." moving to the distraught girl he pulled her into his arms and sat down with her in his lap. At first Fanny fought his hold, but he held tight. Still struggling she looked at him, ready to tell him off and to let her go. However, as she looked into his dark eyes her defenses fell. She again collapsed into a crying mess and curled into his chest.

Patton just held her and stroked her back. "There, there." He whispered into her hair. "Please kochanie don't cry. I know I'm a idiot."

"Ah am not like the Patton. Ah don't like decommissioning operatives. Every time Ah do, it feels like a little piece of meh dies." Fanny said once the tears stopped.

"I know. I didn't mean what I said. Just got carried away. But still I shouldn't have said that, and I am sorry." He held her head and pressed kisses to her forehead and nose. " You are the strongest and best person I know. I guess I am just a stupid boy like you always say I am." Finally he pressed his lips to hers.

Fanny melted into the kiss and twined her arms behind his neck. Mumbling she said, Yes, ya are. But ye are my stoopid boy." Kissing him again she broke away to mock glare at him. "And I hate it when you kiss like that. I agree to anything."

Patton smirked. "Really now? Would that anything include attending a dinner at my place, to make up for my behavior? I'll even make it myself."

Smiling she said that would be wonderful. Patton then lifted Fanny and carried her to his shuttle. Unknowingly leaving two spying operatives behind.

Numbah 10 held her hand to her chest and wiped away tears with the other. "That was so sweet!"

"Nauseating is more like it." Scoffed Numbah 7. 10 glared at him and cuffed him around the head. "Hey! That hurt!" Whined the boy. "Besides you don't want to be doing that when you see what I got."

"And what is that?"

"Look at 'em and weep, boss." Numbah 7 handed her a small digital camera.

Taking it she flipped through the pictures. The more she saw the more her smile grew. They all were of Fanny and Patton's touching scene. A devious idea struck her. "Numbah 7 get the rest of Sector L. I think we have out story!"

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