Disclaimer: I don't own KND! Duh!

Title: Memories Away

Summary: Uncovering some old home videos also uncovers some feelings they never knew they had... 1/5 and even some 3/4

Author: Silverflare07

Author's Notes: Ok this story is basically a bunch of flashbacks. And I'm sorry if they sound to old in the flashbacks, I'm not very good with little kid dialogue.

Extra info: In this fic 1 and 5 have known each other since they were little and Numbuh 1's father left his mom when Numbuh 1 was little.

Stuff you need know:

"Speech"

Thoughts are in italics

(((((Q))))) Means that what's between two of those is what they're watching on the TV aka it's the home movie.

Chapter 3: Good-byes and Fireflies

She felt her stomach drop as she heard childish voices coming from the TV. One that was thick with tears.

Oh no...

"Guys, maybe we shouldn't watch this one..." Numbuh 1 said glancing nervously at his mom.

"No honey...it's all right."

"Well...if you're sure..."

"Numbuh 1?"

"Yes Numbuh 4?"

"Just shut up and watch the cruddy home movie."

(((((Q)))))

"Abby!" Abby watched as her best friend 7 year old Nigel ran up to her, tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong?" She asked, it took a lot to make her friend cry.

"My...my daddy's leaving." He burst into a fresh set of tears.

She patted his shoulder. "You mean like on a business trip? My dad goes on those all the time. He always comes back."

"But, but..." His chin quivered. "my daddy's going away forever!"

She looked surprised and when she spoke her voice was laced with worry. "What? Why?"

Nigel sniffled. "He and mommy got into another fight last night and he said that he was leaving forever! When I woke up this morning he was gone and so was all of his stuff! My daddy's never coming back!"

Abby wasn't sure what to do. The Unos' were like second parents to her. But she was going to be strong for Nigel. Carefully she pulled him into a hug and let him cry, trying not to cry herself.

"Abby, Nigel."

Both children turned to see Mrs. Lincoln giving them a sad smile. She knelt down to their height and held her arms open.

"Come here kids." Her voice was calm and soothing.

Without a second thought both children flew into her arms, thankful for the comfort and safety they brought.

Finally, safe in her mother's embrace, Abby allowed herself to cry.

(((((Q)))))

The pictured disappeared and an unnerving silence settled over the tree house. Numbuhs 2 and 4 could think of a thing to say. Ms Uno and Numbuh 1 remained impassive and Numbuh 3 had tears in her eyes. Numbuh 5 wasn't sure when but, sometime during the video; she too had started to cry.

She swiped at her eyes. She wasn't supposed to be crying. Not now, not here, where everyone could see.

"Numbuh 5?" She felt a hand on her shoulder.

She turned to face Numbuh 1.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded. "Numbuh 5's fine."

He looked skeptical but nodded and turned back to the TV, which had started playing again. He recognized the scene right away.

It was the Lincoln's back yard.

(((((Q)))))

"Happy Anniversary mom and dad!" Abby and Cree shouted, smiling and presenting their parents with a present.

"Yeah Happy Anniversary Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln." Nigel said.

It had been a few weeks since his dad had left and he was still a little bummed so, instead of going to dinner like they normally did, the Lincoln's had a cook out and invited Nigel and his mom.

It was getting dark and fireflies were starting to appear, dotting the sky like tiny stars.

"Here ya go kids," Mr. Lincoln held out two jars. "Why don't you go catch some fireflies."

Nigel nodded and took the jar before him. Beside him Abby did the same.

Half and hour later and Nigel was close to tears. He hadn't been able to catch a single firefly, or rather when he did they would escape when he tried to catch another. Abby, on the other hand, must have been an expert. Her jar was full of fireflies, causing it to glow in her hands. Nigel gave a frustrated sigh.

"What's wrong Nigel?" Abby asked walking towards her friend.

"I can't catch any fireflies, see?" He held out his empty jar.

"Oh." Abby remained silent for a moment before thrusting her jar towards him. "Here."

"Huh?"

"Take 'em." She smiled. "You need a little light in your life right now."

He nodded a smile creeping across his face. "Thanks."

He reached out to take the jar but as it passed between hands it was dropped. The top popped off and the fireflies all shout out, flying around the two children, bathing them in a soft glow. A light breeze swirled around them; picking up Abby's hair and making it blow across her face. She giggled.

And Nigel couldn't help himself. He laughed too.

(((((Q)))))

"Oh! I wanna catch fireflies tonight!" Numbuh 3 squealed. "Can we Numbuh 4? Oh please!"

Numbuh 1 heard everyone laugh but he was off in his own little world. To shocked at the feelings flooding through him to pay attention too much else. He had never forgotten how much Numbuh 5 had helped him get over the loss of his dad but for some reason, watching that video had brought emotions so strong that they sort of scared him.

I don't even feel this way about Lizzie...

He turned crimson at the thought.

"Numbuh 1!" He snapped out of his thoughts to see Numbuh 5's hand waving in front of his face.

"What?" He asked stupidly, still in a bit of a daze.

"The video's back on."

He turned to the screen and saw his living room. He and Abby were sitting next to their book bags in the middle of the floor. He became puzzled.

I don't remember this…

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There's chapter 3. Oh I wish I could show you the firefly scene like I saw it in my head. It's just so cute! It's times like these that I really hate the fact that I can't draw to save my life. If I could I would draw it and show you guys exactly what I see up here. ::points to head::

Oh well. I hope you guys liked this chapter. R&R and remember flames will be used to roast Lizzie.

In the Next Chapter:

She jumped up from among the mountain of wrapping paper and wrapped her arms around his neck,

"I love it!"

Seconds later both kids sprang apart as if they were burned, blushing widely.

"Uhh...you're welcome..." He scratched the back of his head nervously.