Author's Note: Sorryto keep you waiting. The obvious reason for the delay is because I was writing my other fanfic, Run. But fear not, I'm not abandoning this fic since I love this fic so much. In this particular chapter, Gino will reveal many of his brother's plan and agenda, and a certain someone will make a comeback into the organization. Hehe. So, without further ado, here it is.

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 18: Revelation

"Why were you in the alley just now?" Gerald asked him.

"I escaped from the house through the ventilation shaft." Gino replied back. "I had to climb up, jumped over to this building here and then climbed down from that stairs. My brother had ordered the bodyguards to make sure nobody leaves or get into the house."

"Why?"

"He doesn't want me out, afraid that I might interfere with his plan."

"Makes sense to me." Sid replied.

"Hey, were you really going to stab me with that knife?" Gino asked nervously to Sid. The three boys were walking down the sidewalk rather hastily to Helga's house. They knew they only had little time, so they had to go there as quickly as they could to warn them about Michael's plan.

"Dude, you kidding?" he took his pocketknife out playfully and flipped it in and out repeatedly, "And get the risk of being thrown into juvie? I use this for self protection, man. I got mugged when I was nine and again when I was thirteen, so I have to do something to protect myself."

"Protect yourself? So why did you pointed that knife to me just now?"

"To freak you out, man. What else?"

Gerald shook his head at the conversation that he felt was unnecessary and a hindrance to the real talk they were supposed to be engaged in right now. He interjected and said, "Gino, we want the truth, now. What is your brother up to?"

"Oh, yeah… that. All right, I don't know if you guys are going to believe me or not, but here's it is anyway."

-

The Pataki's residence, Helga's room…

It was quite a nervous time for Helga as she prepared herself for another day on the job. As she combed her hair in front of the mirror, she was watched by her sister Olga who was sitting on her bed, looking at her with a rather worried look.

"Olga, whatever you do, don't leave the house." Helga warned to her big sister. "Bridge said that they've received a big tip-off from Fuzzy Slippers that Michael is launching a big assault somewhere in the city, but we don't know where."

"Gang war?" Olga asked back.

"Don't know, but I won't go out if I were you. 'Fraid I might get caught in a crossfire." She replied, and the author giggled softly.

"Hmm… that is a very strange move for him to make… he never liked to do an open-ended assault as large as that." She theorized. "I don't like the looks of this. It doesn't sound like him at all. Be wary of his tricks, Helga. Be safe."

"Don't worry, I will." She replied back, as she fastened her utility belt. Strange, the belt fitted her waist usually, "Olga, mind giving me a hand here?"

-

"He what?" Gerald said in utter shock, almost yelling.

"That's what I said. It's a big, huge trap, and they're falling into them." He revealed the information, "God…" he rubbed his forehead, sighing, "and I thought they were smart enough not to be that gullible…"

"So let me get this straight:" Sid said back to recap, "All the information about the drug smuggling, the shipments and the assault are actually a big set-up?"

"Yeah, it's an ambush. But the assault is true, though." Gino reiterated back, "His plan is to separate most of Bridget's agents far and between so he could initiate his primary mission easily."

"What primary mission? What's he targeting? It's not Helga's sister, is it? I mean, you told us that your bro is still pissed at her." Gerald said.

"No… Olga's assassination is just a small plan in his big agenda. He never actually wanted to kill her in the first place."

-

"Where will you be going?" Olga asked concernedly to her sister.

"Bridge put me at a place called Ravenholm Dockyards." She replied back. "Can't remember what it looks like, though. ButI have heard that the place was abandoned many years ago…"

"It's the old dockyards…" Olga said to herself. "It was abandoned in the mid 70's when a new port was scheduled to be opened on the other side of the city. I've been there once."

"Yeah?"

"It's a terrible, horrible place. It's totally disgusting. Rotting wooden warehouses and piers just waiting to collapse, old, ugly, rusty metal machines that can't be operated, polluted water, and worse: rats and roaches are all over the place. Eww…" she cringed at the thought of having a stakeout at that place, which she used to with her partner many years ago back when she was an agent.

Helga rolled her eyes, and wanted to 'thank' her for the very unhelpful information that she really didn't want to hear, "Great, sounds just like Dinoland to me…" she said sarcastically. "It should be a calm, happy walk in the park."

Olga ignored her sister sarcastic retort and asked her again, "Are there anyone else going there with you?"

"About twenty agents or so. All of them are veterans, except for me and Rhonda…" she said Rhonda's name rather murderously. "Why do I always get paired with her?"

"If you don't mind I'm asking Helga, why do you have antagonistic feelings towards her?"

"You just wouldn't understand Olga, even if I tell you." Helga replied back, trying to dodge the conversation about Rhonda and her.

Though Olga was eager to learn more, she decided that she shouldn't force her keenness onto her. She nodded back, and asked, "What about your other friends?"

"What? Phoebe, Nadine and Lila?" she asked back, "They're going to a house somewhere at the outskirts of the city, wait, was it a mansion? Well, whatever." She shrugged, "Either one, they're going there with some other veteran agents."

-

"I'm confused, so you're saying that the dude who was hired to 'kill' Olga was actually delivering something into their base?" Sid asked again, with half of his eyebrow lowered.

"Holy crap, he's even smarter than I imagined…" Gerald said in disbelief. "How did your brother managed to learn that Olga was in the agency, anyway?"

"I don't know, but what I've heard from one of his friends, that there was this one night when my brother successfully broke into some grocery store. After he got all the cash he wanted, he ran as fast as he could to his car. But suddenly he was stopped by some chick that came out of nowhere and kicked him in the head. He got up, turn back to see who was stupid enough to do that to him, and wham." He smacked his fist into his palm. "He saw her. Eyes face-to-face, under the moonlight, they stared at each other, totally stunned."

"Wow…" Sid said in awe. "I can't imagine the looks of their faces when they saw each other at that time."

Gino then continued, "Olga was stunned, but Michael snapped back. He quickly got up, ran pass by her and jumped into his car."

"And Helga's sister didn't do anything?" Gerald said sternly in disbelief.

"Hey, I'd be stunned and do nothing too if see my boyfriend… wait, in this case girlfriend, robbed a store."

"Okay… getting back to the present... what's your brother's big plan?"

"What I've heard after he got out from prison he swore revenge against Olga and her agency. But he never knew the whereabouts of their headquarters. So the first agenda in his mind was he wanted to find theirheadquarters, which he believes is located somewhere in this city. But, even though he had spent years of finding it, he still couldn't find it, until the last two weeks…"

"Whoa, hold on a second there squirt." Sid interjected. "How did he manage to learn its existence just a couple of weeks ago?"

"That I don't know. Somehow, after years of searching and employing hundreds of hired goons to find the place, his efforts were finally started to pay off."

"Yeah, go on…" Gerald asked to continue. "So, what's he going to do to the base? Burn them to the ground?"

"Nope, he has a better plan than that. He planned to storm the headquarters, taking it over from Bridget and turn it into a center of drug business of some sort of this city. That, also in turn is to insult to the already established agency that their impregnable, elusive fortress that what used to be a center of preventing crime is going to be turned into a place of crime."

"That bastard… he must be stopped…" Gerald said spitefully.

"Wait a minute… so, what's going to happen to the agents if your brother succeeds?" Sid asked worriedly.

"That's why we're stopping him from doing it. Who knows what will that maniac do to them. That's why we can't fail, gentlemen. Their lives are in our hands right now."

-

"I'm guessing that I'll be going now Olga." She said as she made last minute checkups on her equipment and performing some warming ups. "Wish me luck."

"Wait a minute. You're going there alone?" her sister asked concernedly.

"Uh… yeah?" Helga replied uncertainly. "Why? Is there something wrong?"

"No… actually no. I'm just really concerned about you, that's all." She replied back. "I really have a bad feeling about this."

"Oh, for crying out loud Olga! Try to put yourself into my shoes: Would you bail this mission just because you have a bad feeling about it, huh?" Helga asked her, rather menacingly. All agents knew that they had to put their feelings aside when performing a mission so it wouldn't distract them from their duties. And this was what Olga had forgotten about. She looked back at Helga, feeling rather embarrassed at her, and lowered her head down in unease of her question. Helga looked back at her, and felt that she was being too intimidating. She shook her head softly, and said to her sister:

"Look, I know that you're worried about me, and care about me, but know this: I'm aware that the enemy we're facing is not one of those really stupid ones, and judging from all the stories I've heard about him from Bridget and you, he is extremely dangerous. That's why I won't let my guard down. That's why I'll be on the alert all the time. I will be careful. I won't fail this mission. And I certainly will make the agency proud." She replied to assure her sister, as she smiled weakly at Helga.

"And most importantly, I want to show to those people that Helga G. Pataki can excel much more than her big sister." She added, smiling at her. "Besides, I'm tired of them labeling me as 'That's Olga's Sister'."

Olga smiled again, chuckling softly at her sister's persistence of wanting to become better than her. She guessed that their sibling rivalry had expanded to new horizons now. A new competition trophy was added into their rivalry, to become a better agent in the Ladies of Espionage Sisterhood. The both of them smirked to each other, and Olga said to her, "You'll never be better than me. I was their best agent, and nobody has yet showed their worthy of becoming better than me." She challenged her.

"Just wait and see, dear sister of mine." Helga said back, as she hopped onto the opened window, "I'll prove to you, my friends, and the organization that I-can-be-better-than-you." She said with a smile. And with that, she climbed up the rain gutters up to their roof and after scouting around for a while to spot her location, she then went off to mentioned docks where she supposed to be going. Ravenholm dockyards, sounded pretty unwelcoming.

Olga poked her head out of the window to see where her sister had gone too. She looked to her left and to her right but didn't see her sister. She then looked forward, and saw a dark silhouette of her being lit by streetlights near her as she went pass them. Olga smiled a bit, and thought to herself, "Seems that ever since she joined the agency, we've become very close. Hopefully we'll stay that way after this. And from the looks of her face, she really does want to prove herself. Good luck, Helga. I know you can beat me." And with that, she closed her window, and went downstairs to living room to watch television.

-

"Oh man… The thought of them being captured really scares me." Gerald said worriedly to all of them. He suddenly remembered something; they had forgotten all about Stinky. He slapped his forehead as he groaned stressfully, and felt like he wanted to kick himself, since Lila could also gave valuable information to them too.

"Hey guys," he stopped at his tracks, as they other guys followed suit. "Do any of you have a cellphone? I really need to make a call."

"You're asking me?" Sid asked him, "Dude, I'm dirt poor and I scavenge the trash cans for food for God's sake." He exaggerated a bit to prove his point, "I can't possibly afford a cellphone."

"So where the hell did you get that MP3 player, then?"

"It was actually Rhonda's MP3 player. She gave it to me after she bought a new one."

Gerald nodded in understand, and turned to Gino, "And what about you? You have a looks of someone who owns a cellphone."

"Well, I did have one, but my brother took it away from me and smashed it."

Both Gerald and Sid were stunned.

"Man, your brother is really messed up." Gerald said in disbelief.

"What did you do to deserve that?" Sid asked him, starting to become concerned.

"Nothing." He replied melancholically, with a trail of anger. "He did that just to piss me off. That's why I can't stand him anymore."

"Man, and I thought my relationship with Jamie O was bad…" Gerald wondered, starting to feel sorry for Gino. "At least Jamie O respects my things…" he then realized how lucky he was to have a brother like Jamie O. Though he wasn't the ideal brother that Gerald always wanted, at least he didn't act like a total asshole like Gino's brother.

"Hey, Gerald. Why do you need to use the phone, anyway?" Sid asked him.

"I need to call Stinky and ask him whether he had better luck of digging out information from Lila since she, well, can easily be persuaded." Gerald shrugged.

"We have no time for that!" Gino snapped back. "We need to go to Helga's house, pronto!"

"Yeah, about that. Why do we need to go to her house anyway?" Sid asked him. Can't we just stop and call her?"

"Or call the headquarters for that matter?" Gerald added more.

"We can't call the headquarters because their line is already being tapped." Gino replied back to them, "We're going to Helga's house because she's the only agent who lives the nearest to my house."

"Tapped?" Gerald asked. "That's impossible. They don't have the technology, or the equipments to do that. Unless of course, there's an inside job…"

"Exactly, Gerald. Exactly." Gino said back to confirm. "Apparently, there's a traitor that lies amongst them and they are unaware of her presence."

"Man…" Sid said in disbelief, "Hey, I think I see Helga's house over there. C'mon." he said while pointing to the said house. They quicken their pace, almost running and finally they arrived in front of her house. As Sid lifted his finger to push the doorbell, he suddenly stopped and turned around to Gerald and Gino behind him, looking at them with a nervous look.

"Well?" Gerald asked in puzzlement.

"What's stopping you?" Gino asked.

"What if Big Bob answered the door?" Sid asked them. Gerald rolled his eyes and came over to him and said, "Man, you're such a wuss… he's not going to eat you, you know. Kill you, maybe. But he'll never, ever eat you."

The doorbell was rung twice by Gerald, alerting Big Bob who was watching television. He felt that his peace was disturbed and he was very annoyed by it. He wanted to dispatch Olga to answer the door but she was nowhere around the room. He hollered her name, and she replied back to his father that she was in the bathroom right now and couldn't answer to his request. He groaned, and called for her wife to answer the door. But he then suddenly realized that Miriam left home about two hours ago for her weekly Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. He called Helga, but there was no answer. With a long groaning, exasperating sigh he got up from his seat and went over to the door. Hopefully it would be brief.

He trudged to the front door, muttering some words under his breath to entertain his annoyance. He cracked his knuckles as he walked, and opened the door, and saw three teenage guys, around his second daughter's age. He thought to himself, "Man, I never knew the girl was so popular." he wondered, referring to Helga.

"Make it quick." He warned them, as he glared at the bunch of nervous people, with the exception of Gerald who looked at him back calmly.

"Is Helga here, sir?" Gerald asked politely to calm the father up.

"What do you want from her?" he asked back, being protective all of the sudden.

"We're here… uh, to ask for homework, sir…" Sid interjected. Gerald turned back, looking at him incredulously as he said "what?" very, very softly that it couldn't be heard by anyone. Sid shrugged back, clearly that he was being so spontaneous and somewhat stupid when he did that. Bob also shared the same sentiment with Gerald.

"Yeah, right." He muttered softly. "Helga!" he yelled, "somebody's here to see you!"

By now Olga was done with her business and was already out from the bathroom, making her way back to the living room. "Helga's not here, daddy. She went over to her friend's house for a while." She lied to her father, as she walked down the stairs. As she crossed the hallway from the stairs to the living room, she saw his father and three teenagers, which one of them he recognized so well. It was Michael's younger brother, who she already knew that he hated his brother. Thought that they probably had something to tell, she came over to them to inquire.

"Umm, daddy?" Olga tried to interject, "Can I have a word with our guests here?"

Bob sighed, and replied, "Yeah, whatever." He felt that he was too lazy to be preoccupied with these guests since he rather watched television right now. He then left them and went straight to the living room.

"Olga." Gino said to greet. He had harbored some respect for Helga's sister, since she was one who put his brother out of commission, and he was thankful for that.

"Gino." Olga replied back, "What brings you here?"

"You can dispense the secrecies since all three of us already know that Helga is with Bridget's spy organization, LES." He answered, and with that Olga narrowed her eyes alarmingly.

"What do you want from her?" Olga asked back.

"Unfortunately this is not a social visit since we are here to warn her about the stakeout that she's supposed to go. Is she around?"

"I'm afraid not, Gino. She just left."

"Dammit!" He cursed, "We're too late!"

"Why? What's wrong?" Olga asked concernedly.

"Did Helga inform you that she's going to a house somewhere outskirts of the city?"

"No…" she replied back, "She told me that she's going to the Ravenholm docks and—"

"Oh no… even worse." He said disbelievingly through his clenched teeth. "Some of my brother's gang are there waiting for them. They're setting a trap."

"I knew there was something wrong behind it!" she exclaimed worriedly. "Your brother is a very cunning person. It's a shame he doesn't want to use his talents to a good use…"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find her!" Sid said to all of them.

"Wait, what about the others?" Gerald replied back.

Olga then told them, "Helga said that Bridget split them into two teams. Helga and Rhonda is grouped in one team and—"

Sid continued, "Nadine…"

And so did Gerald, "Phoebe… and…"

Gino concluded it, "Lila are in the other. This is getting very complicated. We can't help them if we're all together. We have to split."

"I agree." Gerald said, "Sid, we need to go to my place to pick up the car. And from there, we can go to that house where Phoebe and Nadine might be."

"The address?" Sid asked him. Gerald groaned, because was frustrated that he did not know. Gino rummaged through his breast pocket and gave them a piece of paper. It contained the address of the house.

"Thanks man." Gerald said to him. "Let's go Sid. Let's haul ass."

"You're not suggesting we're going to run all the way to your home from here, are you?"

"If you want to wait for the bus, then go! I, on the other hand am in a hurry!" and with that, Gerald ran away as fast as he could from them to get to his house.

"Hey, wait!" Sid shouted as he went after him.

"Well, what about us?" Gino asked Olga, but Olga wasn't at the door. In fact, he was all alone now in front of the house.

"Olga?" he asked again. Suddenly, he could hear someone descending down from the stairs. It was Olga, wearing her old agent suit, which miraculously still fitted her like a glove.

"Let's go." She said to Gino. "We're taking my car."

Hmm... who's the traitor? Will Olga going to kick ass? How big of a help can Gerald, Sid and Stinky can be? Will they become informants eventually? Stay tuned for more chapters in the future where all these questions will get answered! And please point out errors and leave a review!