Author's Note: Miss me? Sorry for procrastinating because I was uh... busy... yeah, let's go with that. I was busy. I left the last chapter with many grammar errors because I was in a hurry that day. Yeah, I know the title is a spoiler for this chapter, but I know most of you already know what the outcome is. I was hoping the last line in the previous chapter would leave you guessing of who does it belongs to, and it worked. Well, the official answer is... it will be revealed in later chapters, just not now :). Regarding Olga, she's long retired from the agency, so she couldn't cope as much as her sister since she forgot most of her training, and she requires retraining if she wants to get into tip-top shape again. Also,this chapter is kinda short compared to the others, since I have edited some parts with Lila in it since most of you hate her so much... I downgraded her from"Very Heroic" to "Got Lucky Heroic", that's all. Oops, that's too much information, hopefully it won't spoil it for you though. Regardless, this chapter isfinally up and I hope you will enjoy it!

Legal junk: I don't own Hey Arnold, but Nickelodeon does and Mr. Craig Bartlett created it. But this fic belongs to me. Clear? Good.

Chapter 14: We Got Him

The night was getting late, and the streets were getting quiet and nearly devoid of activities. A blue colored muscle car drove on, carrying five teenage boys from a ballgame. It was actually Jamie O's car, but he had given his trust to Gerald to maintain and ensure that it would be in a pristine condition just like the way he left it. He had to leave the car because he had to go to a college somewhere in Seattle. He had warned Gerald that if his baby had one single scratch on it, he'd kill him. Back to the ballgame, it was a tremendous win for the Crimson Stockings, because the last time they won the Globe Series was in 1918, and because of that, they had a reason to celebrate, and also because they defeated the home team, The Hillwood Primes.

"That was pathetic. Of all dem teams in the Main League, our team had to lose to the Crimson Stockings!" Stinky said disbelievingly. "Ain't that an embarrassment…"

"Hey, chill out man. At least we had fun." Gerald tried to be optimistic as he concentrated on the road, driving the car, "All of us guys together watching the ballgame and all…"

"Well, the night would be a whole lot better if our team had actually won the match!" Harold blurted out.

"Oh c'mon man, remember the reason why we were there in the first place: We were there to cheer up homeboy over here." Gerald said, referring to Sid who was sitting next to him. Still, after at the ballpark watching the game and all, he was still in disbelief, dismay, and felt dejected when Nadine left him abruptly at the cinema yesterday. He didn't talk back when Gerald referred him, as he stared down blankly at his feet.

"Cheer up, Sid." Robert said positively, "I'm sure things will turn to the better eventually."

"Yeah Sid. T'least she dragged you to watch Farscape." Stinky interjected, "I, on the otta hand, had the displeasure of watchin' 'My Big Crap Greek Wedding' with Lila…" and everybody shuddered and cringed, except Sid. "I reckon that's the worst torture a man could endure…"

But still, Sid said nothing. Nadine was still floating in his mind.

"Sid…" Gerald snapped. "C'mon man, don't be so down on yourself!" he said good-naturedly, "Who need girls anyway?! You are now with men! You are in a company of men! Come on Sid! Show us your manliness!!" Gerald suddenly stopped to think what he just said. The other guys were looking at him in incredulous disbelief.

"Oh man… that didn't come out right…" he muttered to all of them, as they stared at him back disbelievingly. "What…?" he replied nervously as he took his eyes off the road, but the other guys were still staring at him. "I like girls…" Gerald replied again sheepishly.

"Why was her line busy? Why Nadine, why?" Bored of staring at his feet, Sid then faced forward to stare at the street in front of them. Suddenly, he saw someone was running fast in front of them. "GERALD HIT THE BRAKES!!" he shouted immediately.

"What? OH SHIT!!" and he slammed the brake down quickly. The man was hit, but safe (hopefully) because Gerald was driving in a residential area and fortunately he stopped in a nick of time. The man rolled over the engine hood and continued running away from whatever he was running away from. Gerald quickly got out from his car and shouted at him.

"Yo dude! Hey man!! Are you hurt?!" he shouted at the mysterious man, but it didn't gather a response from them.

"Gerald, if a guy can run like that after he got hit by a freaking car then surely he must be okay!" Robert said to him.

"Well, yeah… but I want to avoid lawsuits, just to make sure." He got into his car again, "Hopefully there's no scratch on the car…" he murmured nervously. And suddenly all of them saw five teenage girls running in front of them. They recognized each and every one of them.

"Nadine?!" Sid said incredulously.

"Phoebe?!" Gerald said incredulously.

"Lila?!" Stinky said incredulously.

"Rhonda?!" Harold said incredulously.

"Helga?!" Robert said incredulously.

They watched them with their jaws gaping incredulously, as if they were reading a really pathetic copy and paste job. The girls chased the perpetrator down the block and into the park. It was the park where the story of the Headless Horseman resides. But that was not the main story here. The sniper ran forward fast, and saw a horse carriage near a stable. He thought that he'd lose them if he'd take the carriage and fled with it. And he did so. He climbed on to the driver seat… but then he saw Ernie on it.

"Hey… what the—" but the sniper shoved him out violently from the driver's seat and fell on the ground. He took the rope and whooped to make the horse run. "Hyah! Hyah!" he whooped again, and the girls tried to ran after him. But the carriage was too fast for them, and they had to stop.

"Dammit!" Helga shouted disappointingly through her clenched teeth as she threw a fist across her body. She then looked back and saw Ernie lying on the ground as he weakly tried to get up. "Let's help him out…" Helga said in a defeated tone. The other girls nodded and went back. Lila, on the other hand, saw another horse available in the stable. She felt that they still had a chance to catch the hitman. Quickly, she placed her thumb and her index finger from her right arm inside her mouth and whistled. The horse inside widened his eyes in alert of the call. It then neighed and jumped out from its stable and ran towards to Lila. The other agents scattered away, except for Lila who was in front of the charging animal.

In a scene that completely ripped-off another scene from the second Lord of the Rings movie, she sidestepped to the left, grabbed the horse's rope, swung herself to the other side of the horse and finally, Lila managed to mount the horse after she landed on its back. She whooped "Hyah!!" repeatedly and the horse went faster and faster, leaving the other agents behind.

"Lila!!" Nadine shouted, but there was no answer back.

"What, is she insane?!" Rhonda exclaimed disbelievingly.

"C'mon guys! Help the driver first, and then we go after her!" Helga said to all of them as she ran to Ernie to help him out.

Lila, who was riding the horse galloped through the woods of the park trying to catch up with the fleeing stagecoach. The sniper could hear distinctly another horse galloping after him. He shifted his body to the side to take a look at the road behind him and saw Lila coming closer towards him. He began to panic, and whooped again. Even though he was controlling two horses, but the huge weight the horses was pulling made them go slower than Lila's as she dashed forward to them. She was now neck and neck with the hitman.

The sniper took a whip out from a compartment near him and tried to hit Lila with it. She groaned in pain but still persist. The hitman whipped her again, and Lila felt that she couldn't bare the pain it any longer. She slowed her horse down and had to pullback. Again, the hitman looked behind him and saw nothing except for the trees he had passed and the long stretching cobblestone road. Where the girl had gone?

Lila was actually behind the carriage all along, as she pressed her body against the wooden carriage and tightly she held the decoration on the roof, clinging for her dear life. The horse that she rode on earlier was in front of her, still running after the stagecoach. The horse ran closer and motioned its head upwards many times, indicating that it would help Lila by boosting her up, if she'd step on its head. Reluctantly, she put her leg on its head and quickly, the horse moved his head upwards. Lila shrieked at the sudden motion, but she finally managed to get on top of the roof safely. The hitman could hear the shriek vaguely, but shrugged it off since he felt has imagining things. The other horse that helped Lila ran forward and passed the hitman, and he saw no person was mounting the horse. He let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly somebody kicked him in the face. He looked upwards and saw Lila, glaring at him. He looked back in front of him, and saw the long, straight road without any obstacles to obstruct his path. This was the right place and time to attack. Lila punched him. She punched him again, but this time it was deflected by the hitman. He grabbed one of her legs and pulled it, making Lila fell down on the roof. He quickly got up went on the roof, confronting Lila. "Normally I won't hit a girl, but in this case I'll make you an exception!" They then had a scuffle on the roof, as they dodged and evaded each other's attack and the tree branches that came towards them.

Lila was terribly beaten. "Not so tough when I'm fighting back aren't ya?!" the hitman shouted and he punched her on the side of her face making her fell down from the coach, but fortunately she grabbed the coach's ledge in the nick of time. Obsessed of trying loose her away, the hitman smirked at Lila as she looked at him worriedly, and he stomped his feet on Lila's hands, which was clinging tightly on the ledge of the stagecoach's roof. What Lila and the hitman didn't know, there was an arched bridge crossing a lake in front of them. Due to the speed of the stagecoach, once it went over the bridge the coach jumped and the hitman was thrown down into the icy cold lake. Lila sighed in relief, and quickly got up and went onto the driver's seat and commanded the horses to slow down and went back to the bridge. By the time she reached the bridge, the other agents arrived there as well, courtesy of Ernie who was kind enough to give them a ride on another stagecoach.

"Whoa… I am utmost impressed. Nice job Lila," Phoebe said as she disembarked from the coach, looking at the hitman, crying for help. "I can't swim!!" he gurgled panicky.

"How do you know to ride a horse?" Nadine asked her.

"Well…" she replied as she hopped off from the driver's seat, "I learned a thing or two about horseback riding before I moved into this city. I guess I still have the skills." She said, letting out a relieved sigh.

"Helga to headquarters, come in," Helga said through the communicator.

"Yes Helga, we can hear you loud and clear." Natalie answered. "What's your status?"

"Tell Bridget that we've captured Olga's assassin. We're bringing him to the headquarters to do some questioning."

"Affirmative. Do you need backup?"

"Nah, I think we got more than enough people to handle him."

"Gotcha. We'll be expecting you. Over and out." And they signed off.

"Uh…" Ernie interjected, "I don't know what are your deal girls, but are you going to save that guy or not?" he said, pointing to the nearly drowning hitman with his thumb.

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Cady brought the handcuffed hitman into an interrogation room, somewhere inside the headquarters. The room was very bright, had a table, two chairs which one was occupied by the sniper, the only door in and out, and a one-way mirror. The sniper looked somewhat calm, as he played with his thumbs on the table with his face looking towards the floor, waiting to be interrogated. Just for fun, he looked at the mirror and jokingly he said, "You know, being handcuffed and monitored secretly by girls is somewhat a turn-on for me…" he smirked timidly.

"Pervert…" Bridget muttered as she and lots of agents monitored him in another room. The other agents shared her sentiment as they unanimously nodded in agreement. Through the mirror, they saw him putting his legs on the table, with his hands firmly placed behind his head as he sang "Somewhere… over the rainbowwwwwwwwwwwww…"

"This is ridiculous…" Helga scoffed.

"Yeah," Lila agreed, "he'd ever so make a bad American Idol contestant…"

"Not that you idiot," she snapped, "I mean, him. Just look at him. He doesn't seem to be afraid at all. What the hell is wrong him?"

"He'll wet his pants when the interrogator comes in…" Elaine interjected with a smirk.

"Who's the interrogator?" Rhonda asked her.

"Linda." She replied as she turned her face towards Linda, as she entered the interrogation room, limping due to her injury on the knee. Linda locked the door behind her, and calmly she proceeded to sit in front of the sniper. After exchanging long, uncomfortable gaze to each other, Linda finally started the interrogation.

"Let's cut to the chase: Michael sent you, didn't he?"

"What do you think?" the hitman smirked.

She got up angrily and pushed his feet away, "ANSWER THE QUESTION, DAMMIT!!" she yelled as she glared at him.

He nearly fell from his chair, "Whoa…" he said calmly, though slightly nervous, "no good cop, bad cop thing?"

"What do you think?!" the interrogator replied furiously.

"All right, all right, jeez… Yeah, he sent me to kill that Olga chick. Happy now?"

Linda glared at him, and she sat back down, "Tell me, does he hire any other hitman besides you?"

"I'll tell you when I get some cigs…" he smiled.

"You'll get shit." She denied the request.

"Then you'll get no answers from me, chubby." He mocked her sardonically.

She shot up fumingly as she raised a fist ready to punch him as the sniper jolted back in shock. But suddenly Linda heard a loud knock at the window, and she stopped and turned her head at it. Though she couldn't see her, Bridget was the one who warned her by not trying to do anything drastic. She stopped abruptly, and went over to the door to ask for a cigarette.

"Hey, do any of you guys have any cigarettes I can bum for this moron?" she asked as she pointed to the hitman with her thumb. No one gave an answer. "Well?" She asked again, in a more demanding tone. Reluctantly, Cady came forward and presented Linda her box of cigarette.

"I thought you quit?" Linda asked her as she gazed quizzically while she took the box from her.

"Uh… yeah. About that… I, uh…" she stuttered nervously, "I guess I'm just not ready to quit then. Heh, heh…" she chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck.

Linda rolled her eyes and advised to her, "Smoking is bad for you, you know." But Cady only replied to her with a smug grin. Linda shook her head softly and again she asked, "Where's the lighter? Do you have a lighter?" Rhonda would offer hers, but she assumed that Cady already had one and she didn't want her friends to know that she smoke.

"Of course I have one. Cigarettes and lighters are like bread and butter, you know." She then gave the lighter to Linda and off she went back into the room and gave the hitman the cigarette.

"Thanks, honey." he puffed out a cloud of smoke out.

"Now tell us, did he hire other hitman?"

"Nah, the boss has full confidence in me, so he didn't, if I recall correctly."

"For someone who's been put trust upon, you screwed up pretty badly." She replied sardonically.

"Hey c'mon, everyone makes a mistake once in a while."

"Yeah, just like your parents did when they were in bed." she answered back, drawing some chuckles from the other side of the mirror.

The sniper chuckled though he was a bit offended by the remark, and he decided to play her game, "You know, for a rather plump girl, you're not very jolly." He retorted back. "If you'd just lighten up with the sarcasm and the cynical tone, you'd probably get a boyfriend by now." The remark also drew some snickers.

Linda quickly counter-retorted, "Well, unlike you, I didn't throw away my life to work with an incompetent asshole like Michael. And for the record, I do have a boyfriend... sorta. How 'bout you, huh? Do you have a girlfriend? I bet you're one of those lonely guys who still lives in their parents' basement and sleeps with an imaginary girlfriend."

The sniper stared at her in defeat, and said, "Touché." Some of the agents behind the mirror were laughing their butts off. Linda smirked at him. The hitman lifted his legs onto the table again, and he said, "I wish I were home, away from all of you…" he said, softly tapping his shoes.

"Ha! You wish!" she chortled.

"Seriously, I wish I were home…" and suddenly, his shoes made a whirring sound, and out came some sort of light bulb from his shoes. Linda was alerted, but she was too late. The hitman quickly closed his eyes tightly and the shoes let out a very bright blinding light that blinded everyone, even in the other room where the other agents were monitoring them. The shoe worked like a flashbang grenade, a weapon that let out a very powerful light source usually used to blind people temporarily. After they were all recovered from the temporary blindness, they heard a loud crashing sound far from them. They went to the direction of the noise and saw a shattered window. They ran over to it, and saw the sniper landed safely in a dumpster after a two-storey fall. Quickly, he got out from the dumpster and fled.

"Get him! Get him!" Bridget shouted to all who followed her. Hurriedly, Bridget, Helga, Phoebe, Rhonda, Nadine, Lila, Cady and Elaine ran after the sniper who dashed madly, desperately trying to escape from them. He ran as he overthrew boxes and trashcans to slow down the agents behind him. He finally managed to get out from the narrow alley and saw a subway station in front of him. Thinking this was the absolute perfect way to be lost from them, he quickly went inside.

"Final train bound for North-East, will depart in one minute. Final train bound for North-East, will depart in one minute. All passengers are advised to get onboard the train immediately." Informed the voice through the PA system. The hitman hoped that he'll catch the train in time. He jumped over the ticket gate as he was watched by one of the security guard guarding the gate. "Hey!!" he guard shouted, "stop, now!!" As he got up from his seat, eight girls ran pass him and jumped over the gate too. He gazed at them for while in disbelief and said to himself, "I'm not getting paid enough for this…" and sat back, resuming playing his portable videogame console.

He dashed forward hastily, and saw the train in front of him. The alarm for the closing door was played and he quickened his pace even faster. The door began to close, and the agents were behind him. He gulped nervously. He hoped that this'll work, as he jumped into the train. He made it, as the door was shut tight behind him as he landed on the train's floor, and hit his head on the opposite side of the door. And the train began to move as the agents could only look at the motioning train in defeat. The hitman rubbed his head in an attempt to heal his head as he waved and smirked at the agents.

"Dammit!" Cady yelled angrily.

"C'mon, we can still catch him on the next station!" Elaine said as she pointed back to the exit.

"Are you kidding?!" Rhonda shouted, "The next station is on the other side of the river and it's a mile away! There's no way we can catch him right now!"

"Milady, if I may suggest, call any other agents available near the next station." Phoebe proposed to Bridget, and she nodded at the suggestion.

"Wren, do we have any agents available near the West River Subway Station?" she said through the communicator.

Wren made a quick search and to her dismay, "My apologies milady, the nearest one are you guys… and the informants are away too. Sorry…" she informed sullenly. Bridget didn't answer back, but gave the gang a defeated look. "Let's go home…"

We got him, not! Nice twist huh? I just can't let the good guys win all the time you know. Well, this is the ending for this chapter, and on the next one we will get to see the guys finally get to play a big, big role in this story, since it's all about them in that chapter. And again, if you found any mistakes and errors, please point it out and leave a review.