(N): "yeah, we know we're taking forever." (K): "Here it is."

*beep beep* Warren looked out the window in the front room of his home and saw Elaine, Nate and their uncle Bruce. Warren grabbed his sunglasses and backpack and walked out to the minivan.

"Hey," Nate called through the window in the backseat.

"Hey," Warren said back, then to Elaine: "I hope what I'm wearing is going to be ok."

"You're fine," Elaine said. "I'm not wearing any pants."

Warren froze, he had two options: 1. Go strait back to his house, or 2. Go strait over to that car to see if she was serious. Mean while Elaine was having a good laugh at the expression on poor Warren's face.

"Relax," she said through chuckles. "I'm wearing a skirt."

"You so weird," Warren grumbled, climbing into the back seat.

"All right kids," Bruce said, rolling his eyes. "Let's get going."

The drive to the air strip was filled mostly with Nate telling Warren (who had never been to an air show before) what would happen and what planes there would be. Nate was actually fairly well informed when it came to old planes, and by the time the little guy was done telling him about it he had caught some of Nate's enthusiasm. Not anywhere near as bouncy as Nate but, sufficiently excited for a stoic pyrokinetic like himself.

"Hey Elaine! Tell Warren what we're having for lunch!" Nate called from the back row, excited. But before Elaine could get a word in Nate shouted out the menu. "Roast beef sandwiches with Swiss cheese and mayo!"

"It's his favorite," Elaine said, explaining Nate's enthusiasm.

"Well," Warren said, turning to Nate. "That just happens to be my favorite, too."

As soon as Uncle Bruce parked the car the four of them trooped out to the to the field next to the air strip where all the WWII re-enactors were set up. Warren was amazed by the amount of WWII buffs within a 60 mile radius of Maxville. He looked over at Elaine who was smiling tolerantly at Nate as he shot off questions at a polished army medic. She caught his stare, and then he realized he did not have any thing to say. Fortunately he was saved from looking like an idiot or a stalker.

"I was so disappointed in Sky highs history class when I got here," She said smiling. "Nothing but heroes and villains. Nothing about the every day people that work hard and make a difference in ordinary life."

"Yeah, I hear that. And you'd think that it would be slightly interesting given the subject matter…"

"But true to text book rules its boring as watching paint dry." She finished.

" Hey Elaine aren't those guys from your school?" Nate asked pointing towards an English communication tent where stood Will, Layla, Ethan, Zack, and even Magenta.

"What in the world are they doing here?" Warren said to himself not realizing what would happen next. Elaine knew and reached out to stop him but it was to late.

"Let's find out. HEY BIG DUDE!" Nate shouted at the top of his lungs while simultaneously avoiding his sisters grasp. (An impressive feat by any ones standards.)

Zack or 'big dude' immediately turned towards the voice and answered.

"HEY LITTLE DUDE!"

Thusly the whole sky high dream team (and a lot of random people) brought their attention away from the historic exhibits, and on to the far more interesting sight of Warren Peace with a girl on… a date? This had to be investigated.

Layla of course was the first to zero in on the target (dive dive dive!).

"Hi guys!" Layla said, enthusiastically (surprise surprise). "What'cha doing here? Together and alone? And not telling anyone?"

"What am I, chop liver?" Nate asked, crossing his arms.

"I seconded that," Bruce said, knowing that the whole thing was a joke.

"We're not doing anything," Elaine said, immediately on the defensive.

"What are you doing here?" Warren said, on the offensive.

"Aw team work, isn't that sweet?" Magenta said sarcastically.

"I didn't know you two were hanging out so much," Layla said, enjoying the whole situation immensely.

"We're science partners," Elaine said, it being her only excuse.

"Um, this is a WWII air show," Will pointed out. "It has nothing to do with M.S. (Mad Science)."

"As far as you know," Elaine said.

"Riiiiight," Layla said smugly. "Either way, we're here because Zack and Ethan are actually very interested in old planes, so we all went."

"Hey, we're gonna go set up for lunch," Uncle Bruce said. "Will you all be eating with us?"

"Sure," Ethan said. "Me and Zack will help you."

"Yeah," Zack said, picking up a cooler. "Let's go little dude."

"You guys meet us at the picnic tables in twenty minutes," Bruce said to the others.

"So how's you project coming along?" Will asked, trying to make small talk.

"Dandy," Warren said. He was grumpy because he didn't want anyone to interrupt his time with Elaine and her family, not that he would admit that, of course.

-flash over to plotting Layla and Magenta-

"Ok," Layla whispered to Magenta. "I think that that's the best way to do it."

"This is going to be hysterical," Magenta cackled back (and yes, when we say cackle, we mean cackle).

Slowly the two conspirators closed in on their intended victims…

"Hey Warren, Elaine, lets all go look at the Wright Bros. gallery!" Layla said a little to enthusiastically.

"Well…ok I suppose we could ..hey!" Warren shouted as Layla promptly grabbed his arm and dragged him into the building that the exhibit was located in. Magenta followed with Elaine in tow. Will followed all four looking (as per usual) very confused.

"Isn't this just great?" Layla gushed as they pulled the science partners through the rinky dink excuse for a "gallery."

"Thrilling." Magenta replied.

"What are you talking about," Elaine said. "It's just a little room filled with a bunch of junk that you could get just as easily from a fourth grade history book ."

A look passed between the two schemers, 'the targets are getting suspicious! Must work fast!' so that is precisely what they did.

"You're right," Layla said, guiding them towards another room. "Let's look at the period clothing exhibit. Hey Will, would you mind running to tell Zack and Ethan that we'll be with them soon?"

"Sure," Will said, not sensing the evil plot that was coming.

"Come on, this way," Magenta said, pulling Warren and Elaine along.

As they all approached the door to the exhibit Elaine was thinking two things: 1. Why did Layla send her "precious" boyfriend away instead of Warren or her? 2. I didn't even know this place had a period clothing exhibit.

They didn't. As soon as the door opened Layla and Magenta pushed the science partners into a cleaning closet and locked the door.

"Hey!" Elaine said, turning to bang on the door. "You guys, this isn't funny!"

"We'll be back soon," Layla said in a muffled voice.

"Layla!" Warren roared, but the pair was already gone.

The two tried pounding on the door, and shouting but no one came.

"I'm gonna kill her," Elaine said, trying to find more space in the cramped quarters.

"You'll have to wait in line!" Warren raged or rather tried to, in the confined space that brought him uncomfortably close to Elaine.

Both of the Heroes In Training were thankful for the dark that hide the fact that each were blushing from each other.

"Well this is just great," Elaine said, pounding her head into the wall. "What are we suppose do?"

"Look," Warren said, trying to remain calm. "We're two Heroes in training, I'm sure we can get out of a locked closet, right?"

"Yeah, of course," Elaine looked at the door. "One problem, no one's suppose to know that we're heroes and if we come busting out of here in grand fashion it'll kinda make people suspicious."

"Well can you pick it?"

Elaine jiggled the door handle and then pushed against the door.

"Nope, they barricaded it from the outside," Elaine knocked on the door again.

"Well do you know how to kick a door down?" Warren asked, hoping that she had watched a Chuck Norris movie the night before.

"I could if it was wood, but it's metal. Do you think you could melt it?"

"Yeah, cause that won't draw attention," Warren replied rolling his eyes.

"Oh yes, we're so funny," Elaine said, with a huff. "So we're stuck?"

"I guess," Warren said, placing his head in his hands.

Elaine looked around the room (closet). It was about 4 ft. by 3 ft. and filled the brim with crap. Crap…useful crap?

"Warren, help me move some of this," Elaine said, throwing aside an empty bucket.

"What are we looking for?"

"Anything Macgyver would use," Elaine said, looking through a rack of mops and brooms.

"Who's Macgyver?"

"You don't know who Macgyver is? As soon as we get out of here you are being educated."

"Well, let's get out of here first."

"No duh."

The two of them worked for a solid twenty minutes (while trying to avoid physical contact) until they managed to construct a sort of lever system that would either break the door or the wall.

"Either way we are out of here." Elaine said.

They were just about to start cranking when…

Elaine's cell phone began to ring.

The two froze and stared at each other in the dark. Slowly Elaine picked up the evil little life saving device and answered it.

"Hello…,"

"Are the two of you coming to lunch or what?" Uncle Bruce asked from the other end of the line.

"Uncle Bruce kill Layla, right now just kill her!" Elaine all but shouted in to the phone.

"What are you going on about Layla said that you and Warren were looking at an exhibit and would be along shortly than the whole lot of them went to the food stands. Where are you?"

"Locked in a closet with Warren."

Silence…

"Do I have to have a talk with either of you?"

"LAYLA LOCKED US IN THE CLOSET IT WAS NOT LIKE THAT!"

"Oh, well ok then. Tell me where you are and I'll come let you out."

Elaine told him and hung up never in her entire life had she felt so foolish. That she could have called her Uncle twenty minuets ago was just the icing on the cake.

"Un-Friggin -Believable! I'm out witted by the Hippie locked in a closet with a guy and just happened to forget that I have a cell, Yeeeaahh if this ever gets out at school …" Elaine stopped and looked at Warren. He had sunk to the floor and was shaking all over Elaine was concerned for a moment untill a loud laugh escaped him.

"This is not funny Warren!" Elaine shouted.

Warren tried to respond but could not catch sufficient breath to do so with so he simply dissolved in to laughter again. Elaine tried to fight the smile coming to her face but his laugh was so rare a sound she felt compelled to join in.

"You ha- have to admit that it is sort of funny." Warren chuckled.

"Well, maybe but not out loud." She replied

When Nate and Bruce found them they were sitting side by side on the floor happily plotting Layla's death.

That night, after they had dropped Warren off at his home, Elaine thought over the day. They had a lot more fun after the closet incident. Usually that type of thing would have spoiled the rest of her day but some how Warren made her laugh at it and bare the teasing (mostly). Elaine remembered briefly before turning out her light the way Warren smiled at her as he walked towards his house and the way her heart turned over at the sight.

"Oh no, no way not with Warren, not with anybody."

She silently blessed Nate and Bruce and fell asleep.

- Else where -

"So Mr. Peace is keeping Miss. O'Donovan company. Agent Manson I would like you to keep an eye on the O'Donovan family and it might be beneficial to question Mr. Peace, his mother as well if you believe the situation warrants it."

"Yes sir." The agent disappeared through the office doors leaving the old man behind his desk with his plans, paper work, and thoughts. He smiled to him self.

"Soon," he whispered.

"Very soon."

(N): "buh buh buh buuuuuh!" (K): "Good right? Creepy I'm so proud of me!" REVIEW!