The cameras didn't come back. Numbuh 1's theory was that because of his spectacular acting, whoever was working the cameras didn't require anymore information about him. They thought he was 'ready', whatever that meant.

"Numbuh oneeeeeeeee!" yelled Kuki Sanban. "Numbuh 2 says that there's somemonkey that wants to talk with you!" Numbuh 3 chortled at her little joke, hugging her favourite limited edition Rainbow Monkey to her chest.

"I'll be right there," responded Numbuh 1.

It had been over two weeks since 'ending things' with Lizzie. It still made him smile, the feeling of being free. I'm a free man!

Numbuh 1 approached the large video screen in Sector V's headquarters. On it was Numbuh 362.

"Numbuh 1," she said.

"Good afternoon, sir!" he replied, saluting.

"Send the rest of your team out," she said. Nigel's curious friends quickly scampered out of the room. He could here Kuki giggling.

"Is he going to ask her out on a daaaate?" she squealed.

"Numbuh 3! Shut your tuh-rap!" yelled Numbuh 5.

On the screen, Numbuh 362 blushed. Then she shook her head. Numbuh 1 wasn't affected by Kuki's poking. He was indifferent to Rachel, and her fantasies didn't concern him.

"You have a ringer joining your team." Numbuh 1 frowned as she said this.

"A ringer?" he asked, confused.

"A person especially skilled in all his training."

"Ah. When will he arrive?"

"Not a he. A she. I'm sending you her profile and her stats. I think even you'll be impressed."

"Thank you. But…" Nigel looked at her curiously. "Why our sector? We're doing well, aren't we?"

"Yes. But…" Rachel looked away. "She's also a looker, that one." Rachel blushed. "I thought… after… you know, Lizzie. I figured that you could use someone to keep you company. I mean, Numbuh 3'n 4 and 2'n 5, right?" She looked back at him mischievously. Nigel cocked his head to the side.

"Thank you for your consideration. But my duties come before everything else currently."

"Currently. She'll arrive this evening. Make her feel comfortable, will you?" And with that, the screen blacked out, leaving Nigel uncertain about where he stood with the commander.

Calling his team back in, he debriefed them about the newcomer. When they asked to view her profile, Nigel shook his head and replied with, "Later, when all the prep is done. We have to make her comfortable, 362's orders. Let's go!" But of course, it was just because he wished to view her profile first, by himself.

Back in his room, Nigel opened the 'ringer's' prof and stats on his com-screen.

Profile-

Name: Amber Colesdale

Codename: Infinity-1 (Nigel had to stop there, baffled, and reread a couple of times)

Gender: Female

Age: 11

11? Nigel thought. Already so old, yet so new. He also made note that she was the same age as him.

Ethnicity: British-Canadian (Nigel smirked at this)

Background: Parents anti-KND supporters. Hid their daughter away from the grasps of KND. Was recruited three weeks ago and passed with flying colours.

"Three weeks ago?!" Nigel exclaimed. "That's impossible!" But he kept reading on.

Told by her that she was kept at home alone often, and also went camping, learned how to defend herself by her father, how to protect herself from her mother. Further investigation of parents will be executed.

Statistics-

Shooting Accuracy: 100%

Combat- hand to hand: 96%

Combat- distance: 97%

Nautical: 98%

Aerial: 100%

Speed: 99%

Navigation: 100%

Physical Abilities: 99%

Mental Abilities: 100%

Interaction with other operatives: 100%

Numbuh 1 gaped and rubbed his eyes. Holy… these were most definitely the highest scores he had ever seen. He had never, ever, seen so many 100 percents! Numbuh 1 himself had been awarded with First Class Honours (and distinction!) just for his test scores… which, although were all above 90, still weren't even close to these… who was this Numbuh Infinity-1, anyways? He chuckled, thinking of her chosen codename. She better be real good, this Infinity-1, Numbuh 1 thought to himself.

Finally, Nigel pulled out her profile picture. He couldn't help but stare. She was hawt. At first glance, she wasn't much of a looker, but those eyes. Chocolate brown, flecks of gold? Silver… Silver gold? You just couldn't tell. Her hair was shoulder length, tied back in a ponytail, one stubborn curl uncaptured and floating about in front of her face. Light brown, with a silver streak. In the photo, she looked tall, and she seemed muscled, with broad shoulders and a somewhat curvy figure, especially for someone so young. High cheekbones framed her sharp face, as her intelligent eyes practically penetrated through the com. She looked so... cocky. She was practically asking for a fight. Nigel whistled appreciatively.

Behind him came bursts of laughter. He spun around, where his four best friends were keeled on the ground laughing. He was so distracted by Numbuh Infinity-1 that he hadn't even notice them creep in! Numbuh 5 was wiping tears away from her eyes.

"Numbuh 1's got a girlfriend, Numbuh 1's got a girlfriend!" they chanted.

"Guys, stop it!" Nigel fumbled for an excuse. "I mean, look at these stats!" Nigel enlarged his com projection and displayed Numbuh Infinity-1's stats. Even Numbuh 4 was surprised at Infinity-1's combat grades.

"She's just eh cruddy girl, ond she got thot high?" he exclaimed in his thick Australian accent. Kuki punched him.

"Numbuh 5 can't wait to meet her. What's she called?" Abby asked.

"Believe it or not… Numbuh Infinity-1, a.k.a. Amber Colesdale." Nigel replied.

"Show us a picture! Show us a picture!" squealed Numbuh 3.

"Alright, alright. Here we go."

The other two boys let out low whistles. The two girls looked surprised.

"Woah… Numbuh 1! She's practically hotter than Cree!" exclaimed Hoagie. Abby punched his shoulder. Hard. "Ow… that hurt!" Hoagie rubbed an already forming bruise.

Nigel looked away, hiding the flush creeping into his pale cheeks. "I know."

After a bit more chatter, the team disassembled, and continued preparing for the arrival of Numbuh Infinity-1 with renewed purpose. Soon, the com from Numbuh 362 came.

"Sector V. Report for duty!" she said.

"Sector V reporting for duty, sir!" they replied in unison, saluting.

"Numbuh Infinity-1 will be arriving in exactly 30 seconds. She is approaching the base by private jet. Get ready, soldiers."

"Yes, sir!" they exclaimed, and ran towards the hangar. Numbuh 2 quickly dialed a remote and opened the huge hatch door to the open sky. They saw a small jet coming closer and closer…

"Oh my bloody hell… is that... Ace?" gasped Numbuh 1. He had only heard of Ace, and seen one blurry picture of him zipping through the air in a propeller plane, but had heard plenty of stories. Numbuh 2 grimaced. He in particular had a grudging respect for the non-operative.

"Alert: Numbuh 1. Urgent Message from Numbuh 362," Numbuh 1's com messaged him just as the jet was a few moments away from landing. Numbuh 1 wondered if she could wait until after he welcomed his new team-mate. But, apparently, he didn't need to wonder long. The com answered for him. "The message cannot wait."

"Oh, alright," Nigel grumbled. "Sector V! Warmest welcome, please. I want our new team member to feel comfortable. I will be right back in a moment." Nigel turned on his heel and sprinted towards HQ, where this 'urgent message' from Numbuh 362 was diverting him from meeting Numbuh Infinity-1.