A/N Andros/Ashley later. Crazy childhood first!

Children Profiles

Name- Ashley Jahida Hammond

Age- 7

Parents- Mara and Elvin Hammond

Codename- Star

Favourite Colour(s)- Yellow and purple

Name- Jeffrey Zander Hammond

Age- 12

Parents- Mara and Elvin Hammond

Codename- Phantom

Favourite Colour(s)- Red

Name- Emma Hifza Hammond

Age- 9

Parents- Afryea and Ignacio Hammond

Codename- Eclipse

Favourite Colour(s)- Green

In seconds, the three had returned to causing chaos, with the overflowing soup pan being put on the stove, and some laundry being thrown in with such vigour that most of the strange liquid was on the walls.

Jeff threw a load of crockery in the washing machine, as well as cutlery, and some actual clothes that had been retrieved from the soup. In the tray, he put curry powder.

Emma was just plain going crazy, swinging her arms about like a windmill, screaming and yelling. She was just generally running around the kitchen, occasionally throwing any thing she could find.

Ashley had grabbed on to the fan, and tied a miniature washing line onto it, and three large saucepans were tied onto the washing line. As her brother began to help his cousin in making a volcano out of the soup by pouring bicarbonate soda and vinegar in, Ashley opened the washing machine and jumped out of the way of the torrent of water, but soon realised that she had a better chance of staying dry if she jumped onto the island. She just didn't realise this until she was completely drenched, so it made no difference.

Nanny Mcphee brought her walking stick in front of her, and slowly raised it. Jeff and Emma slowed their movements, as they felt a strange sense of dread coming from the stick. Ashley stopped somersaulting through the water and stared at Nanny Mcphee as she brought the stick down.

BANG! Sparks flew from the stick as it hit the floor, and a light flew from it, going in all directions.

Jeff began stirring the soup/volcano at top speed, his eyes wide in fear as he tried to stop himself.

Emma was just as scared, she was jumping into the water and picking something up, then dumping it into the pan. She repeated this action many times, with broken plates, knives, forks, spoons, and curry stained clothes.

Ashley couldn't stop herself from holding onto the rope she had tied to the fan, and was being forced to run with it around the kitchen, jumping from surface to surface.

"Let's stop!" Jeff shouted, as the soup began to over flow and bubble.

"We can't" Emma yelled, as she dumped yet another load into the pan.

"MCPHEE! STOP THIS NOW!" Ashley yelled, as she noticed the rope was beginning to slide off of the fan.

Nanny Mcphee didn't bat an eyelid. "You didn't say please. And my name is Nanny Mcphee so say, 'please Nanny Mcphee'."

Ashley and Jeff yelled at the same time. "Please Nanny Mcphee!"

Emma screamed angrily. "NO!"

Ashley began to panic. "Emma, I'm going to fall! Say IT!"

Jeff looked at his cousin. "It's hot, and it's going to blow! JUST SAY IT!" He yelled, pulling his face away from the angrily bubbling pot.

Emma gulped. "Please, Nanny Mcphee." She whimpered.

Just as Nanny Mcphee banged her stick, the rope broke and the volcano erupted, smoke filling the room.

As it cleared, the children found themselves next to Nanny Mcphee at the door, and the kitchen was as clean and as full of people as it had been before phase two had been initiated.

"Go to bed." Nanny Mcphee admonished gently.

They looked down at their clothes, which were both clean and dry, and at their play clothes in their arms, before running as fast as they could to their room. They all shared Jeff's, even though the girls had their own rooms, painted in bright Barbie pink.

As Jeff pulled out his sofa bed for his little sister, Emma made herself comfortable on the top bunk. They had changed into their pyjamas, and had their gifts in their arms.

"We will get rid of her. I don't care if she can do magic, we will get rid of her." Emma vowed, clutching her bow and arrow in her hand.

Ashley looked up at her cousin. "She might help us." She suggested, settling Stripes into the bed before hopping in herself.

Jeff flopped into his bed, making sure his wooden sword was by his side. "Or she might help Mara and Garry. We can't take the risk." He said.

Ashley sighed. "Goodnight Eclipse, goodnight Phantom, Star out."

Her fellow rangers replied with their versions of her goodnight, and then all three fell asleep.

Ashley let her smile slip, thinking of how they had misjudged Nanny Mcphee. They had automatically assumed she was the bad guy, trying to help Garry get his greedy hands on their fortune. In reality, she was trying to help them. They hadn't realised that straight away though, and looking back, it was almost funny.

Nanny Mcphee walked into Jeff's room and stood at the far side of the room, which was about twice the size of an average master bedroom. She pulled open the curtains and turned around, her cane still in one hand, although she wasn't leaning on it.

"Time to get up." She ordered.

Jeff just turned in his bunk, away from her while Emma opened her eyes a crack and looked at Nanny Mcphee disbelievingly.

"It's only half seven!" Emma muttered angrily, before pulling the covers over her head.

Nanny Mcphee looked at the youngest Hammond, who hadn't even stirred. She smiled gently and tucked Ashley in, as her covers had fallen onto the floor during the night. She even put Stripes back into Ashley's arms.

Then Nanny Mcphee strode over to the door and turned purposely. "I expect for you to be up, washed and dressed by eight." She said, before leaving the room.

Jeff got up grudgingly, his brown hair sticking up everywhere. He pulled his sword out from under the covers, and walked over to the door. He put a chair under the handle, before hitting the side of Emma's bunk with his sword.

"Come on Emma, we've got work to do!" He said urgently.

Emma swatted at her cousin and passed him her bow and arrow, before swinging down from her bunk to his. As she stood, Jeff noticed that her lime green silk, Chinese style pyjamas were rumpled, and her hair was very messy.

She snatched her toys from him and dragged her arm across her eyes.

"What work?" She muttered sleepily, glaring at her cousin, who was clad in red pyjama bottoms and shirt, with black polka dots.

"Getting rid of Garry. Stink bomb in the diner?" He replied.

Emma was suddenly wide-awake. "Two. One in the fake fruit bowl, one under the table." She grinned.

Jeff shook his head. "These are the type that have to be broken. How about between Mara's chair leg and the table leg? You know how she pushes it back every morning, then, when she sits down she pushes it in further than it was? If we put it there, she'll break it for sure, and she'll be so behind her schedule that she'll have to miss her dinner date!"

Emma frowned slightly. "What if it rolls away?"

Jeff sighed exaggeratedly. "We'll tape it to the floor, genius!"

Emma still frowned. "What about the other stink bomb?"

Jeff shrugged.

Emma thought for a moment and snapped her fingers. "Under the comfy chair cushion!"

Jeff nodded, his face as grave as ever. "Lets do it! Mara will be a little late for breakfast this morning because she had an Angel Corps' board meeting last night"

Emma smiled wickedly. "We'll still have to run."

When the two came back from their mission, which had been successful, they were shocked to realise that Ashley hadn't moved at all.

"It's not like her to sleep through anything, and Nanny Mcphee wasn't exactly quiet." Emma stated anxiously.

Jeff put the grating back on the air vent without much difficulty.

"Neither were we." He pointed out, glancing at the youngest rogue ranger.

He noticed that her skin was damp, and her breathing was slightly uneven. Her purple and yellow striped nighty reached her feet, and she was clutching Stripes much closer than she usually would, as she was curled into a tight ball with her arms wrapped protectively around Stripes.

"Uh oh." He said. "She's having another nightmare!"

Emma immediately rushed to her cousin's side and began to shake her. "Ashley! Wake up wake up, wake up wake up, wake UP!" She yelled, trying to save her cousin from all the horrible memories that haunted her dreams.

Ashley began to scream. "NO! PAPA! NONONONONONONO! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Emma stepped back in horror. When Ashley was this deep in a dream, all they could do was wait for her to wake up. Her screams became incoherent, and the elder two children knew she had reached all the horrid things that had come after the murder.

As it happened, the butler, Davis had been passing. He shoved the tea trolley into a conference room and ran as fast as he could to Nanny Mcphee's room.

She glanced up from her book and her cup of tea when he burst into the room.

"Nanny Mcphee, it's Ashley!" He gasped out. "She's having a nightmare!"

Nanny Mcphee tilted her head. "Many children do, it's a simple matter of waking them up."

Davis had to resist the urge to just drag the Nanny to Jeff's room. "She doesn't wake up! You have to help her!" Davis sighed. "They haven't told anyone, but they saw Elvin die. The only reason I know is because once, Ashley caught the flu and had to be separated from the other two. I was the only one there when she had her nightmare."

Nanny Mcphee nodded, and as Davis turned around to open the door, vanished. He started when he realised she wasn't there anymore, but then ran back to his trolley. He trusted Nanny Mcphee would take care of the kids.

As Ashley began to thrash about in her bed, Nanny Mcphee walked into the room. She glanced around, first at the highly distressed seven-year-old, and then at her family.

Emma had tears pouring down her cheeks, her mouth open in a silent scream. There wasn't a trace of a smile on her usually grinning face. Jeff was pale, his teeth were clenched and his knuckles were turning white as he gripped his wooden sword.

He turned to the Nanny and spoke in a heartbreaking little-boy voice. "Please help her Nanny Mcphee. She won't wake up." He said, his voice breaking.

Nanny Mcphee placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, and then walked towards Ashley.

"Time to wake up Star." She said softly, banging her stick. Once again, sparks flew up from the bottom, although there was no magic light spreading outwards from it this time.

Ashley's eyes snapped open and she sat up, crying.

Nanny Mcphee immediately took the sobbing child into her arms, and motioned for the other two to come over.

Hesitantly, they did, and Ashley slowly stopped crying. When she did, Nanny Mcphee transferred her to Jeff's waiting arms, and Ashley found the air being squeezed out of her lungs as he hugged her.

Emma looked at the Nanny in awe. "Th, Thanks." She forced out.

Jeff released his sister. "Thank you for saving my sister Nanny Mcphee." He said, in that choked voice boys use when they are trying not to cry.

Ashley simply walked up to Nanny Mcphee and hugged her around the waist.

Nanny Mcphee smiled, and her warts vanished. Her waistline thinned a bit, and Ashley was shocked as she could suddenly fit her arms around the Nanny.

"You will be brought breakfast in half an hour. I expect you to be washed and in clean bedclothes by the time it arrives. You do not have to get up today." Said Nanny Mcphee.

Ashley released Nanny Mcphee and quietly asked if Davis could bring it up, to which Nanny Mcphee said he would.

Then she left the room, and the girls went back to their own rooms to get washed and changed, into identical nightclothes as they had worn before. Jeff did the same, except he alsoput his pirate hat on. It was a comfort thing.

The two girls came back, and sat on the spare sofa. It was something that Jeff had seen in a junk shop, and he had to have it. His father had gotten it for him immediately, saying that it was an early birthday present. Mara had argued that they could have easily bought him a new sofa, but Jeff had insisted that he liked the new sofa best. It was a mix match mess, with the back cushions being green, the seat cushions being purple and yellow, and the body was red.

The children loved it.

Now, Ashley and Emma sat on it, waiting for breakfast to arrive.

All of a sudden, Ashley looked up. "What was it Nanny Mcphee said before she banged his walking stick?"

Jeff repeated it without thinking.

Then, all three Rogue ranger heads snapped up like they had been electrified.

"How did she know my name?" Ashley asked fearfully.