Hey Everyone, here is chapter 10 at long last, I've been trying to upload it since last night though Fanfiction decided not to work at that point...*sigh* anyway better now than never, I hope you all enjoy read and review please thankyou! xx

Father's mansion. It's levels stood high and firm, though darkness loomed over it like the silhouette that was Father. Landing the R.O.A.D.S.T.A.R. just outside of the grounds Numbuh five headed around the mansion's perimeter cautiously when something in the midst of the surrounding woodlands caught her eye. Walking away from the scene, as she edged deeper into the forest and towards a pod that remained hidden amongst the bushes, Numbuh five narrowed her eyes as she tried to make it out more clearly. Reaching it Numbuh five cautiously brushed her hand against the door of it, no code making itself present, but she new through the design imprinted upon it where it was from…Nigel Uno was definitely here…Turning back to go through the woods and foliage, Numbuh five jumped lightly over the surrounding walls that separated the likes of the delightful children from normality. Edging carefully towards the side of the building and considering the best way of going in, Abby pressed herself back against the wall, she would not be caught…not unless she desired to be seen.

Glancing upwards, Numbuh five caught sight of an open window on the first floor though initially frowned at it, 'too easy…' she muttered nonchalantly moving around the edge of the house and finally seeing a tiered window ledge higher up. 'Now that's what Numbuh five's talking about,' she said backing up slightly and leaping forwards as she balanced herself easily against the wall face before beginning to climb up onto the ledge. Pulling herself up completely, Abby tried to keep her lips firmly pressed together in an effort not to give herself away as she struggled the last part before finally perching herself securely on the ledge. Looking in carefully to the room, that was set out like a long hallway with champagne coloured curtains draped across the white wash walls and hanging over the window to conceal her presence, Abby then realised the room was not empty. Watching a scene unfold within, Abby was seriously focused on the conversation as the delightful children stood together and complained irritably. 'But Father…if you give us more time…the teenagers are "taking care" of Numbuh one, it'll only be a matter of time before he cracks…' they insisted, though fear slipped through their usual monotone voices. As ruthless as they could be there was only one thing the delightful children feared more than growing up itself…Father.

'As much as I love seeing Nigel Uno pay for his childish interference, I'm afraid his ultimate demise will be by the same means I plan to take in finishing off the Kids Next Door, and I plan to start with him.'

'But Father…'

'Enough!' he bellowed, flames erupting from his silhouette form. 'I decide what happens around here and the day I let anyone say any different will never come. So get used to it!'

'Yes father…' they sighed, complying with his order in frustration.

'Right, now go and ensure our guest in the "basement" is still being taken care of, and then tell those wonderfully reckless teenagers to go to my study. I shall speak with them in private over my plans for the Kids Next Doors total destruction from there, is that understood?' he asked, his five adopted children nodding and following him from the room, Numbuh five catching the profanities he muttered as he passed the window. After contemplating over what had been said for a moment, Abby –once certain it was safe- slip up the window and swung herself in, landing lightly on her feet. Looking quickly to the door that her enemies has used, Numbuh five took no chances as she went for the opposing door, carefully checking for anyone lurking about before swiftly making her way through the mansion. She now knew where he was, but facing a group of teenagers and the delightful children alone when Nigel needed to be rescued she knew was not a wise idea.

Planning the rescue as she went along, Numbuh five ran at a swift pace, her feet light against the carpet and barely making a sound as she tracked down Numbuh one. The device that had every DNA of the Kids Next Door within it was something Abby had considered taking, though she knew it wouldn't map out the route in the mansion to find him…a map… she suddenly thought pausing as she dodged into an empty room, pulling out her phone and connecting to the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. 'Numbuh two, Numbuh three, Numbuh four…are any of you there?'

'Yeah Numbuh four here, Numbuh's three and two are currently preparing for return to the tree house. What do ya need? We're gonna make our way over to your location now…'

'No.' her statement being final before Numbuh four could counter her, 'Numbuh five will call you if she needs you, but you just show up and it will blow our cover. If this goes wrong then we may not get another chance to help Numbuh one.'

'…what do ya need?' he repeated, his tone being one that Abby ignored for now, the time not being one to argue,

'Numbuh five needs you to send to my link a map layout of Father's mansion…there will be one saved into the hard-drive of Numbuh five's computer files on the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. but Numbuh five doesn't have long…'

'Whats ya password, and I'll get the files across to ya.'

'Same as the password for Sector V, and hurry Numbuh four,' she said in a rushed whisper, listening out for anything outside of the door.

'Yeah, yeah, if we we're with ya you wouldn't have this problem…'

'Not helping Numbuh four, have you got the files up?'

'Yeah, its pending for delivery now…listen Numbuh five, you sure you're gonna be okay?'

'Yeah listen Numbuh five will call you guys when she needs you,'

'Right, we'll be ready.' Once the call had been cut off Wally sighed looking at the hard-drive linked board face as it flashed "sent"…

'Is Numbuh five okay?' Kuki asked approaching Wally and leaving the course

'Yeah…Numbuh five's a tough operative…I just hope if she needs us the Sheila will contact us…' he breathed looking out of the S.C.A.M.P.E.R.'s window as it rose into the air and moved steadily toward the tree house.

Meanwhile, as Numbuh five opened out the map that showed a 3D hologram of the mansion's structure, Numbuh five pinpointed the easiest route down to the basement, yet she knew it would be heavily guarded if Numbuh one was being held there. 'Looks like Numbuh five's in for a long night…' she sighed closing down the map and noting the throbbing pain in her shoulder that she tried not to acknowledge if she could help it. It would make her mission all the more difficult…and she was determined to pull through…she had let Nigel down once before, she would not do it again. Working her way around, the eerily quiet home to the Kid's Next Door most feared enemy other than Grandfather made Numbuh five feel on edge. However she retained her cool for the most part as she edged closer to Numbuh one, the one operative she hadn't seen in months that she was now so close to it made her heart race.

Sitting limply in his prison like cell, Numbuh one had his head resting against the stone wall behind him, his expression weak and saddened. His body was bruised and cut where he had been so badly beaten by the teens, and his clothes were highly tattered from it, but yet he felt at a loss emotionally more than physically. Closing his eyes, Nigel could have cursed himself continually…why didn't he call in his old team? Why did he have to listen to the Galactic Kids Next Door? He's always had his team to back him up and yet he still left them…So much resentment and regret was going through his mind that he didn't was only vaguely aware of the scuffle outside of his cell when he heard a quickly muffled yell, his eyes opening weakly to see the last of a teen disappearing from view a few moments later, a dark figure reappeared, the form was shorter than the teen who had been there a moment before. Opening the door, Numbuh one watched his eyes widening with the thought of another beating, however as the figure came closer to him, her voice was one he didn't dare believe.

'Numbuh one…?' her voice was at first completely masked, no defining emotion present in it…there was too many that ran through it. Yet it was so familiar to him, and it was then the voice spoke again as she came farther in, constantly checking her back, 'Numbuh one! What have they done to you?' she gasped, her form at last leaving the shadows and coming into the light…her bronze complexion…the raven black hair and her now wide chocolate eyes meeting his cerulean blue. Her red signature hat was pushed right back and the sunglasses he recognised now hanging from her hand.

'Numbuh five…you're…you're here…'

'Of course Numbuh five's here, did you honestly think she was gonna stand by and leave you?' she started incredulous when her tone softened considerably. 'You've had Numbuh five so worried. Are you okay?'

'Barely,' he answered in weak honestly, 'you have no idea how good it is to just hear your voice,' Nigel breathed as she knelt beside him running her hand very gently over the bruises on his face.

'What have they done to you Numbuh one?'

'I guess this is what I get for keeping quiet about anything they wanted to know…' he said looking into her worried eyes as she then took the keys she had gotten from the guard and unlocking the shackles around his wrists.

'They had no right, this is goin' to far.'

'It's alright…'

'No it's not, your return wasn't supposed to be like this,' she replied glancing at him, 'we need to get you to Sector V's medical room...you've coped well considering everything. Trust father to have a dungeon in the basement of his own home...he sure knows how to keep hostages by the looks of it,' she remarked darkly.

'How did you find me? I mean how did you even manage to get in?'

'Third floor window,' she answered casually, 'the rest is all sneaking around and knowing how to take out a couple of teens, baby' she grinned.

'Where are the others?' he asked as one of his arms became free of the chain's weight.

'Numbuh five would imagine that they're heading to Sector V…' she said thoughtfully.

'Sector V? Did you come alone?' Nigel said now in shock.

'Yeah…Numbuh five couldn't waste any time, we were already taken to a cold lead…and then Numbuh five realised where you were and she came straight here.'

'But that's beyond…never mind…just please tell me you were careful.'

'Numbuh one,' she began now sceptical, 'in the Kids Next Door, we fight adult tyranny daily, do you honestly believe the first thing Numbuh five considers is how careful she is?' Giving her a small smile, Nigel shook his head,

'You always were tactful…'

'Listen…Numbuh one…while you were gone…Numbuh five really-' she began when as the last shackle fell from Numbuh one's ankle, Abby looking up to find herself very close to Nigel as a sound came from upstairs.

'Looks like Numbuh five's got less time than she thought…' she began when Nigel winced in pain as he tried to move, Abby's eyes darting back to him. 'You okay?'

'I'll be fine…' he began trying to block out the sharp pains in his body. 'So whats your plan Numbuh five?'

'Oh you know…just gonna wing it,' she admitted with a weak smile, shrugging her shoulders, before her expression turned serious. 'Cree's gonna pay for this…her and the teen ninja's won't know what hit them.'

'You're not going it alone,' Nigel said,

'Numbuh five has too, listen take this,' she replied handing him a communicator, 'get in contact with Sector V and get them to pick you up. I presume the other operatives that were captured are down here?'

'They're round the corner in different cells but...'

'That's all Numbuh five needed to know, ensure Numbuh's two, three and four get you all out, then get them to follow my coordinates if it's required to watch my back. But Numbuh five's taking Cree alone.'

'Numbuh five are you out of your mind?' he said exasperated,

'No, Numbuh five's just out to stop those who did this to you. Cree's gone to far this time. It's too personal for Numbuh five's liking the word "furious" is an understatement…'

'I'm coming with you,' he started, reaching out for her arm and taking her shoulder, though as she let out an involuntary sound of pain, Nigel instantly loosened his grip on her, his features showing concern.

'Numbuh five…'

'Its fine…its nothing…just an ex-Kid's Next Door operative who Numbuh five had a bit of a hard time with,' she remarked trying to compose her features.

'I'm not going to let you do this alone…' he stated about to follow her when Numbuh five went out and locked the door again, leaving the key in a place where she knew Nigel would be able to inform the others.

'Sorry Numbuh one, Numbuh five's worried about you too much to let you get hurt anymore…she's sorry…but she will be back for you…'

'Numbuh five!' he began in a half yell when Abby placed her hand over his mouth in desperation,

'Don't blow Numbuh five's cover,' she hissed, 'that ain't gonna help.'

'The minute I get out of here I'll be right behind you…' Nigel promised her. As their eyes met for a moment, Numbuh five hugged Numbuh one through the bars as easily as the bolted metal would allow, and as carefully as she could manage so that his heavily beaten body wouldn't press against it.

'Don't leave again without seeing Numbuh five first…promise her that…'

'I promise,' he whispered, Abby standing back and running from the cell to stop herself from losing any more time or chancing ruining her plans.

Time was now of the element, Abby couldn't waste a single second…neither could she allow any teenager to stop her. She would find Cree…and the moment she did Abby knew it would be an unforgettable fight. However as she reached the top of the stone staircase and hid behind a statue in the empty corridor, Numbuh five took her phone as she mounted the stone steps; dialling the number she almost never dared to call. There was only one person who could help her in her plans…and whether he wanted to or not he would have to help her now…Meanwhile with Numbuh one as he called his old team, Nigel remained defiant that no matter how weak, he would be the one to help Numbuh five…he wouldn't let her face her older sister alone. She meant too much to him and after all the time of watching her after leaving, helpless to help her in any situation, Nigel was about to prove his ability to protect her…

So Nigel and Abby have been reunited (as short lived as it was lol), but what will Abby do when she finally faces her sister Cree and it all comes to blows. Thankyou to everyone who is reviewing, its really well appreciated and I love reading new reviews it keeps me motivated in continuing the fanfic and I am enjoying writing it.

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~x-xMasqueradeAngelx-x