Author's Note: Snowboarder9, I had envisioned her kicking down his door. Or it's possible it wasn't locked. It is a small town, after all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.

An hour later, Cindy was holding Jimmy's hand as they walked down the mall. Jimmy was holding a pack of ice to his right eye and angrily mumbling.

"You know," Cindy said thoughtfully, "I'm not so much upset that you got into a fight with a five year-old..."

"She started it! I told her I was sorry I stepped on her foot!" Jimmy shouted.

Cindy smiled as she continued. "As I am amused by the fact she won the fight."

"She bit, Cindy. She bit me. She was playing dirty," Jimmy defensively said while taking the ice pack off of his eye. He accidentally collided with a man walking by.

"Sorry, mister," Jimmy said while bending down and picking up the guy's dropped cell phone.

"It's alright. Just watch where you're going from now," the man suddenly stopped as he stared at the two kids.

"Uh, we better get going, Dave," Cindy said while pulling Jimmy up and quickly walking off.

"If we're going to pick cover names, you could at least let me pick my own," Jimmy mumbled.

"Shut up and keep walking," Cindy nervously said while looking over her shoulder. The man was walking after them and dialing a number on his cell phone. "Shoot. Run!" she whispered to him.

"What's wrong?" Jimmy nervously asked as she struggled to keep up with him.

Cindy gulped as she heard the pitter-patter of footsteps behind her. "Well, that guy back there was the one mommy dearest was cheating on my dad with."

Jimmy looked behind him to see the man right on their heels, yelling into his phone. "That's not good."

Cindy nodded as she kept running. "And you know how I said my mom has connections?" Jimmy nodded. "Well, that guy's a cop. Now you know why they can't help us."

Jimmy laughed. "Of course he's a cop. Could this get any worse?" he shouted as they burst outside. They sighed as they heard sirens in the distance. "Yeah, guess it can."

"This way!" Cindy shouted while quickly looking around and spotting a parking garage. She grabbed Jimmy's hand and ran off.

The man continued to run after the kids. He shoved two teenage girls out of the way and whipped out his badge. "Police coming through! Make way!" he shouted while pushing his way through the crowd.

Cindy and Jimmy gulped as they took a quick glance behind them. Their foe was stuck in a crowd behind them, but he was still after them. "In here!" Cindy shouted as they entered the garage. She ran up to the elevator and pushed a button.

Cindy and Jimmy tapped their feet against the ground as they waited for the elevator to arrive, watching their enemy getting closer and closer.

"So, beautiful day, huh?" Jimmy asked.

Cindy nodded. "Positively delightful. I hear it's going to be seventy."

Jimmy appeared surprised. "Really? Gosh, it's been so long since we've had a nice, hot, summer day." The elevator bell rang as the door opened. Cindy and Jimmy rushed inside and sighed in relief as the doors closed before the man could reach the elevator.

The two kids emerged on the third parking level and looked around. Cindy pointed at a red sports car. "That one!" she shouted while running towards it. Jimmy ran after her.

"What do you mean, that one!? What are you doing?" he asked as she broke the window, reached inside, and unlocked the doors.

She hopped inside, as did a shocked Jimmy. "Hot wire it!" Cindy desperately shouted.

"Are you freakin' kidding me?" Jimmy asked while laughing.

"You're the genius! Do your magic!"

"Cindy, we are not stealing a car!"

"It's that or get shot! Your choice!" Cindy told him.

Jimmy hesitated a moment before pulling out his pen laser and getting to work. Two minutes later he sat back up and put his laser away. "There. So who's going to drive?"

"Me," Cindy said while strapping herself in and grabbing the steering wheel.

Jimmy laughed. "You can barely see over the dashboard!"

"Hey, I'm taller! And that attitude is not helping us get out of here!"

"You're eleven! What the hell do you know about driving a car?"

Cindy pointed at the pedals underneath her feet. "Gas, brake. Here we go!" she shouted while flooring the gas pedal and slamming forward.

"Put it in," Jimmy started to tell her.

"Reverse, I know!" Cindy angrily switched gears and slowly backed out. "Ok, now we go!" she said while speeding across the garage.