(me) I'm trying to get as many chapters written before I have to go to hel…high school.

(4) cruddy teenager…

(me) grabs bat what was that?

(4) you look very pretty!

(me) grins aw! Thank you!

"Incoming transmission," the cool voice came on again and Numbuh 1 rushed over to the computer.

"Accept transmission!" He said.

"Hello Numbuh 1 I have the coordinates but they're far it will take you a few hours to get here," Maurice said.

"How is she?" Numbuh 1 asked. Maurice sighed.

"I don't know. She wasn't hurt seriously last time I saw her, but…she's with Father now," Maurice said and Numbuh 1 paled. "Don't worry Numbuh 1, Numbuh 5's tough I'm sure she'll be fine." Maurice offered an encouraging smile. "I just sent the coordinates, did you get them?"

"Yes I just received them. We'll leave immediately." Numbuh 1 went to end the transmission but Maurice interrupted him.

"Wait! The security is tight all around the place. It's an exact copy of Father's mansion and the only way to get in would be through the cellar. I have guard duty there in about an hour so don't worry about getting caught. Good luck Numbuh 1. End Transmission." The screen blanked out and Numbuh 1 went to look over the coordinates. When he looked at them there was an odd message scribbled at the bottom. Numbuh 1 picked up the microphone.

"KIDS NEXT DOOR BATTLESTATIONS!"

Numbuh 5 awoke to water being poured onto her stomach and her eyes snapped open. She tried to sit up but a hand and soreness forced her back down.

"Relax," a soothing voice said. "You took quite some hit." Numbuh 5's eyes finally focused and she saw Maurice leaning over her with a wet rag in his hand.

"Aw, Numbuh 5 feels like she's been hit by a truck," Numbuh 5 said groaning in pain and Maurice chuckled.

"Yea I think you were hit by one hell of a truck," Maurice agreed and ran the rag along her shoulder. "How are you feeling?" Numbuh 5 raised an eyebrow and gave him the 'you've got to be kidding me' look and he laughed. "Ok stupid question." They both laughed and then Numbuh 5 groaned in pain as Maurice ran the rag on the burn on her stomach.

"Ow!" she said.

"Sorry that's a pretty raw burn. It may get infected if they don't show up soon," Maurice said grinning.

"What?" Numbuh 5 asked.

"I talked to Numbuh 1, they're on their way," Maurice told her a huge grin on his face.

"Oh Maurice thank you so much!" She said and gave him a huge hug ignoring the pain all over. He returned the hug.

"I told you I'd get you out of this Abby," he said softly holding her close.

"I don't mean to break up this happy moment," a voice said and they both gasped. They turned around to see Father, Cree, and Chad standing there. "Well, well, well, it looks like we have found our spy." Father said. Maurice stood up in front of Numbuh 5, blocking her from view. "You know Maurice I'm quite impressed, the way you set this whole thing up. Contacting Sector V, telling them to come through the basement, all very clever." Maurice paled. "Yes, yes, I know they're on they're way and they are walking right into a trap!"

"No," Maurice whispered. "You...you tapped the transmissions!"

"Of course! Did you think I'd do nothing while a spy was among my ranks?" Father asked and he nodded to Chad and Cree who advanced on Maurice. Maurice took on a defensive stance.

"Traitor," Chad whispered at him as he lunged at Maurice. He tried punching him in the face but Maurice blocked it and sent his own punch at Chad. Chad grabbed Maurice's wrist and he kicked Maurice. Maurice stumbled back a few steps but did not give up.

Numbuh 5 could only look on in horror as Chad continued to attack Maurice, while Cree just watched, torn on what to do.

(me) Had high school today...it wasn't that bad but it wasnt the best day of my life. Oh well I'm going to New York tomorrow whoo hoo so dont expect an update till at least the weekend.