Sorry for the looooonnnnnngggggg wait guys. Man I feel so guilty for making this such a long wait. And it isn't the best of chappies either…because of a cruddy writers block. That's why it took so long…but now I'm full of ideas, so hopefully I'll be updating this more often than usual. Again I apologize for the long wait.

Chapter Four

Rachel waved Abby off and waited in her office. She decided it was best if she left before her, instead of dragging her along to give out orders and instructions before her absence. Though, she wasn't going to mention it to Patton or Fanny, so their "work" for the competition would be more surprising. Rachel gathered up stray papers upon her desk, and hastily divided them into respected piles. Then, she filed them away before grabbing her helmet and carefully putting it on its rightful place upon her superior head.

"Ma'am, we're ready to leave." Came a burly voice. Rachel twirled around from the helmet pedestal and noticed Patton standing at the doorway.

"Right, thank you for the notice." She replied, stepping towards him. "Now, I want you to take good care of her, alright? She's still a little sore, and needs…"

Patton held up a hand to stop her. "Don't fret, she's in good hands. I'll take care of her. You just enjoy yourself at Sector V and let us handle things up here." He winked, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I can see right through you by the way. I know what you're up to, and I think it's somewhat sweet. But are you sure this is what you want?"

Rachel's gaze lifted from the floor. "Yeah, it's what I've wanted for a long time. I guess…I'm just jealous of Abby."

"Yeah I know, I'm jealous of her too…" He blushed sheepishly after he realized what he had said.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, just…I'd better go so we can make an early start." He stood up straight and saluted her. "Ma'am."

Rachel smiled and saluted back. "Numbuh 60."

He turned and ushered his team into the pod, and left within a split second. Rachel smiled deviously, and turned to leave for Sector V.

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Lizzie sat with Kuki, trying to analyze what was being asked of her. Abby sat in her purple beanbag, waiting for her best friend's girlfriend to say something.

"So, you and some other girl are after the same person." Lizzie revised slowly. "And you want me to help her try to go against you to get this person?"

"Pretty much." Abby replied. "Look, Kuki would help both of us, but it's kinda hard to coach two runners in a race, if you get my drift?"

"Oh yeah, I see now." Lizzie nodded. "Sure, I'll help the other girl. Where is she anyway?"

"Well, she's…" Abby was cut off when Rachel entered through the door. She seemed a little tired, but still kept a triumphant smile on.

"The boys told me you'd be in here." She said, walking to Lizzie and sticking her hand out. "You must be Lizzie. I'm Rachel, the one who's Abby's new rival."

"Nice to meet you." Lizzie replied. "So, who's the lucky boy you're both after then? He must be really cool and stuff if you both want him."

Abby and Rachel looked at each other for a few moments, then a small smirk crept upon both their faces. "Sure, he's really cool." Rachel winked so Lizzie couldn't see.

"Of course. He's really big and strong." Abby added.

"And he's really charming." Rachel elaborated.

"Plus, he's a drill sergeant." Abby finished. Lizzie seemed to be picturing him in her mind as Rachel and Abby looked at each other sheepishly. They'd have to apologize to Patton for using him as a decoy later on.

"Wow, he sounds really dreamy." Lizzie smiled. "Alright. We'd better start as soon as we can. You'll both need to learn different ways of flirting, impressing him, makeovers…"

"Is that really necessary?"

"Well, of course it is." Kuki chirped. "So, c'mon Abby, we're going shopping!"

She grabbed her friend's arm, and dragged her out of the room. Lizzie and Rachel both smirked at each other, and left the room casually.

Wally and Hoagie sat on the couch, watching as the girls were all leaving. They both shook their heads with smirks as they all left.

"Man, Numbuh 1'll blow a fuse when he sees they're all leaving." Wally stated, leaning back on the couch.

"Yeah. But I think he's going a little crazy with trying to find out what's going on." Hoagie stated. "I mean, I think I know what's happening."

"What's going on?"

Hoagie leant in, and whispered his opinion. Wally went into fits of laughter. "Woah man, Numbuh 1 will blow a fuse! That seems so obvious!"

Hoagie shrugged his shoulders, then reached for a game controller. "How about we forget anything ever happened with a little game shall we?"

"You're on buddy!"

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Patton stood in the training room, watching the future operatives fail miserably at their sequence. He slapped his forehead and shook his head as their "special moves" turned into special disasters. Fanny stood beside her fellow operative and placed a gloved hand over her mouth to hide her ever-growing smirk.

"Guys, this is a training arena, not a circus!" Patton yelled, getting some frightened stares from the smaller kids.

"Sorry, but we don't know what else to do!" One of the braver ones cried.

Patton pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Fine, we're taking a fifteen minute break." He turned around, and shook his head as Fanny placed hands on hips.

"Sorry about that, it's usually not this bad." He started. "You wanna talk or something?"

"Numbuh 60." A girl asked, looking at them in a little bit of jealousy. She twirled a lock of curly brown hair with her finger. "Are you two going out?"

"What? No, we're just friends." He replied, going slightly pink. Though the girl seemed a little more cheerful after that. She skipped off, and Patton gestured for Fanny to walk with him. They got to an empty tea room, and she sat down as he made some hot cocoa for them.

"So, what's on your mind?" He asked, placing a mug in front of her and sitting down himself. "And don't say nothing, because I know what's going on between you and Abby."

Fanny looked up with a little bit of shock. "How do you know about that?"

"Let's just say Numbuh 99 is a bit of a loudmouth." He replied. "But that isn't important now. Is it going well between you two?"

Fanny shrugged her shoulders. "Well, considering the only way to communicate is through the transmission room, then yeah it's going fine."

"But?"

She sighed. "Lately I've been having mixed feelings about her…and someone else."

"And this someone else is Rachel, isn't it?"

"Do you read my mind or something?"

"Maybe." He shrugged. "So, I'm right then?"

"Well, yeah." She leant on the table for a few seconds, then straightened as a small pain shot through her side.

"You ok?" He asked, seeing her wince slightly.

"I'm fine." She replied quietly. "I'm more worried about Rachel and Abby though. I mean, Rachel knows, and she didn't seem happy when we, you know?"

"Hmmm." Patton's brow furrowed slightly. "You know, she's always liked you. She always tried to keep you close, but not too much as to seem like she was favouring you. She told me she always saw you as a good person and a close friend. Maybe she's starting to see she likes you more than that and is a little jealous or something."

Fanny looked at him, and nodded once. "Maybe you're right. Maybe she is jealous. But I do like her that way too, but I like Abby…I don't know what to do."

"Well, you wont know until your heart says so." He explained. "It sounds really corny and something you'd find in a lame romance novel, but it does happen. You just gotta let your heart decide in the end."

She nodded again, and checked her watch. "Shouldn't you be somewhere?"

"Aww crud, I totally forgot about them." He chuckled sheepishly, and got up from his seat. He fell into step with her, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Look, if you ever need to talk to someone, don't hesitate to come to me, ok?"

"Thanks Numbuh 60." She said. "I appreciate it."

"No problem…Numbuh 86."