Author's Note: The chapters will not be named after song titles anymore.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.

Jimmy's hand still trembling, he lowered the gun as the four officers walked away. Once they were out of their sight, the five children emerged from the pile of leaves.

"They would have shot us before we could take all four out," Jimmy said while tucking the gun into the back of his pants.

"Yeah," Cindy sadly said. "Guess it would have."

Cindy and Jimmy turned to Libby, Carl, and Sheen. "Looks like we're not getting out of this one. Might as well kill some time before the rest of the force arrives. Care telling us what you're doing out here?" Cindy asked.

Libby, Carl, and Sheen glanced at each other. "Might as well," Libby sadly said while taking a seat on a nearby boulder. "Well, it all started when you disappeared, what was it? Four days ago."

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"Attention class," Ms. Fowl said as the bell rang to signal the beginning of school on that crisp, June morning.

"I'm telling you, they're fine, Libby. Even Jimmy and Cindy miss a day of school once in a while," Sheen told a worried Libby. He laughed. "Heck, maybe they're playing hooky.

Carl, Sheen, and Libby looked at each other before cracking up. Libby stared straight ahead. "Yeah, like that would ever happen," she said while winking.

"Quiet!" Ms. Fowl screeched while angrily glaring at Sheen, Carl, and Libby. "Anyway, I have some bad news. It appears that Jimmy and Cindy have been kidnapped by Cindy's father. I'm very sorry. But knowing our Jimmy, I'm sure he'll come up with something," she said hopefully, although her nervousness showed.

The class erupted into a series of shouts, each demanding to know what had happened to the beautiful and popular Cindy. And the big-headed guy.

The rest of the day passed slowly for the Libby and the boys. As each minute flew by without news of Jimmy and Cindy's situation, they grew more and more afraid for their safety. As the final bell rang, the three of them burst out of the classroom and out the front door of the school.

"I think we should go over and comfort Jimmy and Cindy's parents," Libby sadly said while beginning the walk home.

"Yeah, let's go visit Jimmy's first. Cindy's house scares me," Carl softly mentioned.

"I agree," Sheen said while popping his head out from behind Carl's back and nodding.

Libby, despite her friendship with Jimmy, was much more concerned about her best friend at the moment. And with Jimmy and Cindy gone, she looked at herself as the leader of the group.

"With Jimmy and Cindy gone, I look at myself as the leader of the group," Libby proudly said.

"Nuh-uh!" Carl shouted while putting his hands on his hips and frowning.

"Yeah, why are you the third in command?" Sheen questioned.

"Well, let's see," Libby said while counting reasons off on her fingers. "I'm the smartest of the three of us, Carl's too scared to fight me, you're in love with me Sheen, and I have royal blood."

"She's got a point," Sheen told Carl. "To Cindy's then!"

Ten minutes later the three kids stood on the sidewalk next to Cindy's house. Libby turned her attention from the front door to Sheen and Carl. "Now remember. Her husband's snapped and her daughter is gone. Let's handle this sensitively."

"Sensititive...sensistive...sens...nicely. Got it!" Sheen struggled to say.

"Good," Libby said while knocking on the door. A somewhat distressed Mrs. Vortex opened the door.

"Sorry your hubbie's gone cuckoo and your daughter's run off with her arch-rival," Sheen said while walking inside.

"Oh, that's quite alright," Mrs. Vortex calmly said while ushering the children inside. "I'm sure the police will find them soon. They have an excellent captain, you know."

"We just wanted to make sure you're holding up ok," Libby said while patting Mrs. Vortex's arm. Cindy will find a way to get them out of this."

"Hah," Sheen laughed from the kitchen. He pulled a soda out of the fridge.

"Anyway...is there anything we can do for you?"

"No no, I'll be fine. I just need to be alone," Mrs. Vortex said while politely ushering them back outside. "I have some, business to attend to."

"Alright then," Libby said while opening the front door for her friends. She suddenly stopped. "Oh, I almost forgot. I left a book in Cindy's room when I was over here last weekend. Would you mind if I went up and got it?"

"No, of course not," Cindy's mother sweetly said while moving out of Libby's way as she headed towards the stairs.

Carl, Sheen, and Mrs. Vortex stared at each other, clearly uncomfortable. Carl started whistling. "So, Terry O Quin's a pretty good actor, huh?" Sheen asked.

"Jesus," Mrs. Vortex mumbled while sadly shaking her head.

"He was pretty good in Passion of the Christ," Sheen agreed.

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Upstairs, Libby rustled through Cindy's bureau. Come on, I know I left it here. "Here we go," she happily said while finally pulling her book out. She was about to go back downstairs when a piece of paper fell out of the middle of the book.

"What's this?" she asked while picking it up and unfolding it.

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"What's taking Libby so long?" Sheen impatiently asked.

Mrs. Vortex sighed. "I'll go see if I can help her," she said while jogging up the stairs.

Carl and Sheen looked at each other, clearly uncomfortable. "So," Carl began. "That Libby's pretty hot, huh?"

Sheen furrowed his eyebrows in anger.

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Libby stared down at the note in disbelief.

Whoever finds this, mom's gone psycho and is trying to kill me. No joke. Cops won't help.

Cindy

"Mrs. Vortex tried to kill Cindy?" Libby asked nobody in particular, just as Cindy's mother entered the room.

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"Then what happened?" Jimmy asked.

"Well, she heard me and figured out that I knew what she had done. So, she started to attack me. I grabbed a lamp and knocked her out good. Sheen, Carl, and I go the heck out of there. We were going to go to the police, but your note said not to, Cindy. So we started running, and they've been chasing us ever since," Libby explained.

"But," Sheen interjected, "my number one girl over here had a plan. Before we left Retroville, we paid a quick hello to your folks, Jimmy. While we were there Libby plucked a strand of your hair. We snuck into your lab, grabbed your DNA tracky thingy, plugged the hair in, and it showed us about where you were. We've been trying to find you guys ever since," Sheen proudly said while squeezing Libby.

Everyone nodded their head in approval, except for Jimmy, who had his eyes closed and was thinking of something.

"Well, thanks guys. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like it matters. The whole police force will be here soon, and we can't escape."

Suddenly Jimmy's eyes shot open. "Oh yes we can." He turned towards Libby. "Toss me the DNA tracker."

Author's Note: If you checked my reviews, you'll see what appears to be one from myself. I did not send that. My little sister wanted to review me, but I hadn't logged out of my account. So again, I'm not so pathetic that I review my own stories.