Sector V returned to the skies in their ship.
"You were supposed to radio the team if you found them." Numbuh 1 said.
"I'm sorry, Numbuh 1. I don't know what happened."
"I know what happened. You disobeyed a direct order. You let your emotions control you."
"Numbuh 1-"
"It's all right, Numbuh 4. Don't let it happen again."
"Sure." said Numbuh 4.
"What's the next move?" asked Numbuh 5.
"Find out where they went." Numbuh 1 said. "But there's a problem."
"What?" asked Numbuh 2.
"There's a huge variable that I failed to factor into our plan."
"What?" Numbuh 4 asked.
"Love."
"Love?" Numbuh 4 said in disgust. "That's disgusting!"
"I think it's cute." said Numbuh 3.
Everyone looked at her.
"Well, it's sorta akward." said Numbuh 5. "With her bein' my sis and all."
"The problem is; they won't seperate." Numbuh 1 went on. "So the next time we face them, we'll do it together. No more splitting up."
"Sounds good to me." said Numbuh 2.
"So that's our next mission. Find 187 and 11." Numbuh 1 finished.

"Well, uh... that went well." said Numbuh 187.
The two were sitting on a bench, overlooking the ocean. The sun was setting and the shine on the water was beautiful.
"That was fun." said Cree. "Let's do it again soon."
"We will. Don't worry."
Cree closed her eyes and sighed. Numbuh 187 looked over at her.
"Something wrong?"
Cree opened her eyes.
"I used to come here all the time when I was a kid. I would just stare out at the sun and watch it set."
"That's weird." Numnuh 187 said, looking back to the ocean
Cree looked over at him.
"What's weird about it?" Her voice had somewhat of an angry tone.
"I used to come here when I was a kid, too."
"Then how come we never saw each other." Cree asked.
"You don't remember?"
"Should I?"
"A little more than a week ago, I was eight years old. The next day I was 16."
"Oh. Right. So you were coming here when I was a teenager. Makes sense." she said, looking back at the ocean.
"You want to know something weird about us being partners?" 187 asked.
"What?"
"Well... you took away my childhood and I took away your freedom."
""Sounds like it balances itself out to me."
"Yeah? Well... I gave you your freedom back."
"What are you tryin' to say?"
"Nothing."
"You want to be a Kid again?"
"No."
"Then what's the problem? What's the difference between what we did to each other?"
"What I did to you was reversable."
For the first time since they met, this was the first time Numbuh 187 saw Cree show at least a hint of sadness.

Numbuh 2 spotted something out the cockpit.
"Found them."
"Where?" Numbuh 1 asked.
"They're down there. Sitting on a bench near the ocean."
"Good job, Numbuh 2. Land this thing."
"Roger."
Numbuh 2 landed the C.O.O.L.B.U.S. and the team exited. Numbuh 187 and Cree looked back and saw the ship land.
"Should we go?" Cree asked.
"Let's see what they want first. If it goes beyond talking then we'll slip away."
"Slip away? How?"
"The sun's seting. Soon, we'll have all the shadows we need."
The team approached the bench. Numbuh 187 and Cree didn't bother standing up. The team stood in front of 187 and Cree.
"We thought you'd run." said Numbuh 1.
"And why would we run from you?" asked 187.
"This place..." said Numbuh 5. "It looks familiar."
"Well, it should." said Cree. "I took you here during my time with the Kids Next Door."
"You mean... when you were my sister?"
"Whether we like it or not, we're still sisters."
"Unfortunately."
"So..." Numbuh 187 said loudly. "What do you guys want?"
"You." said Numbuh 1. "Back in prison where you belong."
"Where I belong?" Numbuh 187 said. "Where I belong?" he yelled. "I belonged with the Kids Next Door! But I was abandoned by them and tossed away. Like garbage!"
"You have Numbuh 11 to thank for that." said Numbuh 1.
"Speaking of which," said Numbuh 5. "why are you partners, again?"
"Well, I sent her to jail. So we're even."
"Seems like you lost a lot more than she did." said Numbuh 1.
"You trying to make me change my mind about all this?"
"I'm just trying to figure out your plan."
"Well..." Numbuh 187 said, as the light slowly faded. Lights on the street went on, but the area with the bench was covered in darkness. "Kepp tryin'." said Numbuh 187. Then it was silent.
Numbuh 1 waved his hand over the bench.
"They're gone."