When Ziggy arrived at the mailbox, he had to stop and catch his breath, but he didn't give himself too long to rest. He pulled out a piece of scratch paper and pencil and began to write. When he was done he put it into a tube, and one button later and it was on its way to the airship.

Then he allowed himself to sit down against the mailbox and rest. He knew he had to have done more exercise today than in the whole past week. After about 5 minutes, Ziggy saw a ladder drop down in front of him. He had hoped Sportacus would simply come down to him, but imagining what kind of mood Sportacus was probably in, Ziggy understood if he didn't want to leave his home. Ziggy stood up and began to climb the ladder, knowing he had to do it for his friend. Again, he amazed himself by making it all the way to the top. Once there he entered the open doorway to find Sportacus sitting in his piloting chair. He wasn't really looking at anything, and when he turned to Ziggy, it was clear even he had shed a few tears earlier. Ziggy knew that if his life's hero felt defeated, Ziggy would have to be that much stronger for the both of them.

"Sportacus, you have to come to the church. After Robbie said he wouldn't help any of us, I talked to Mr. Jenkins, and he said if we can all make it to the church we would be safe and that he would do something for us. Pixel is getting the others there but you need to help me get Stephanie away from her parents."

Sportacus looked wearily at his young friend. "First off Ziggy, there's no guarantee we can get her away from her parents. And even if we could, how will going to the church make us safe? Its not demons we'd be running from but people. And there is nothing kind, old Mr. Jenkins can do for me, or likely for any of us. Ziggy I'm sorry I've failed you this time. You should probably go home and try to forget about me. There will be a new hero sent here soon. You can start looking up to him when he gets here."

"Forget it!" Ziggy shouted. "Sorry Sportacus, but I don't care how many other hero's they send. They can send superman for all I care. You're the only one I will ever look up to. You've been there for me everyday of my life it seems, and I'm not going to let you down the one time you need me. I don't understand how any of this will help us, but I do trust my friends when they tell me to. And I trust Mr. Jenkins. I'm going to walk out of here and go try to get Stephanie, even if you don't come along. I'll probably fail, but I'm going to do my best and that's all I can ever do, just like you told me."

Sportacus was quiet for a while then slowly got out of the pilot seat and onto his feet. He walked to Ziggy and dropped to one knee. "You're right Ziggy. That's all any of us can do. I'm ashamed I forgot what it means to be a hero. Thank you for reminding me."

Then Sportacus straightened and said "Lets go get Stephanie and see what your friend has in mind."

"Yeah!!!" said Ziggy. Then he and Sportacus dropped from the airship into the sky chaser, and made their way to the Lazytown Inn.

When they arrived, it occurred to Ziggy, that even though they were both on the same page now, there still remained the small, tiny flaw in their plan, and that was that they didn't have one.

"Sportacus, how ARE we going to get Stephanie away from her parents?"

"Don't worry Ziggy, I think I have an idea that just 'might' work. And if it doesn't, then I'm willing to take a more direct method to getting Stephanie if I have to. Here's my plan."

Sportacus explained what he wanted Ziggy to do, then they landed behind the bushes where Ziggy hid the first time he was here.

"Good luck." Sportacus clasped his hand onto Ziggy's small one. "And I want you to know, no matter what happens, that I'm grateful for everything you've ever done for me and for what you're doing now. You're one of the bravest and best people I have ever met."

Hearing the words that Ziggy usually says to Sportacus made Ziggy nearly burst with happiness. He stood as tall as he could, turned to the Inn and began walking. He didn't look back. He knew Sportacus would take care of things on his end. As Ziggy got closer and closer to the door, he remembered Stephanie's father, and how terrible he seemed. This made Ziggy begin to get scarred again. But then he reminded himself how all his friends were depending on him. Proud Stingy, willful Trixie, gentle Pixel, strong Sportacus, and kind hearted Stephanie. Their faces are what he used to walk right up to the door and very confidently knock.

The door opened and there was standing Stephanie's mom. Strangely, she too seemed to have been crying, but the tears were long dried and only some blotchiness remained to betray them.

"Excuse me Mrs. Meanswell, could I come in? I don't want to see Stephanie, I actually wanted to talk to you and Mr. Meanswell if I may."

"Well, I don't see why not if you're one of Stephanie's friends."

Ziggy entered the room and saw Mr. Meanswell in the kitchen, probably making something to eat. There was no sign of Stephanie.

"I wanted to tell you two, if I may, about all the good things Sportacus has showed and taught me over the years, and how he's not such a bad guy."

"Forget it kid," said Mr. Meanswell as he came out of the kitchen. "I know you want to help your supposed friend and all, but trust me, its only because he prefers girls to boys that he hasn't gone after you yet. And even with that, I have no doubt that you've probably learned other things like drugs or various illegal activities from him. Guys like him love to use kids for their dirty work."

"Stephen! He's a child! Don't say things like that around him!" cried the mother.

Ziggy swallowed a bubble of hate that threatened to well up inside him again. "No, its alright Mrs. Meanswell, I understand the fears he may have about what we've learned, but that's why I'm here to show you. For example, did you know how unhealthy that sandwich you're about to eat is Mr. Meanswell? I can see ham and bacon and roast beef just hanging out of it, along with tons of mayonnaise. That's what Sportacus calls a heart attack special. But not only does he teach us that we should eat good things like sports candy, but he's also showed us how to exercise."

With that, Ziggy began doing jumping jacks. And Ziggy being Ziggy, this began to shake the room.

"Alright, alright. That's very nice, now please stop before the paintings fall down!" Mr. Meanswell shouted over the sound of Ziggy hitting the floor.

"But that's not all, I'm also a much better runner now, see?"

Ziggy began doing quick laps around the living room. This shook the walls even more. After about a minute of Mr. Meanswell trying to get him to stop, he finally managed to catch him.

"That's quite a good enough show for us little boy." Mr. Meanswell began to herd Ziggy to the door. "But I really have some important paperwork to do for my job so why don't you go outside and run your plump little heart out. Ok?"

He pushed Ziggy outside and closed the door quite firmly. Ziggy started to walk back to the sky chaser but soon ran outright in his need to know what happened. There he saw both Stephanie and Sportacus already in the small machine. Smiling that the plan worked, Ziggy sat down on the edge of the back seat, not the safest place to be, but he refused to let Stephanie sit anywhere than in the back seat herself, right behind Sportacus. Slowly the ship rose, but even for Sportacus it was hard to get all that weight air born. As they got the altitude they needed and began to turn toward the church, Stephanie grasped onto Sportacus's shoulder and said "Look!"

Down below, her parents were out in the parking lot looking around franticly. It didn't take Mr. Meanswell long to see the sky chaser. He pointed to them and said something most probably like "Stop" but they were already too far away to make it out completely.

"Stephanie, are you sad that you're disobeying your parents like this?" asked Ziggy.

"I'm sad for my mom. She told me she doesn't believe what my father says about you Sportacus, but she just doesn't know what she can do about it. As for my father, I've never known him. He's never been there for me. Uncle Milford is my dad and always will be. Even if he is a big coward."

They spent the rest of the flight in silence. As they approached the church, Sportacus saw down below the lights of police cars following them on the ground. Soon after he pointed them out to the others, something hit the small vessel to make it rock horribly. Ziggy turned around after nearly losing his seat and saw an equally small ship chasing them.

"Sportacus its another skychaser!!" And then a white ball that looked like a snowball zipped over their heads.

"Not good, he's another hero from the organization, sent to replace and interrogate me. And he has the 'optional' weapons package installed on his sky chaser it seems!"

Sportacus began to go down low into the trees, and sure enough their pursuer followed. Sportacus made a quick loop around an oak and soon they were rushing toward the other hero in a game of chicken. This was one game that Sportacus had every intention of losing however, such that he quickly veered away. The enemy hero smiled in victory then saw the oak he was heading for. He managed to dive down, but everyone in Sportacus's sky chaser could hear the crash down below.

"Don't worry." said Sportacus, "He's a hero, he'll have jumped off long before it hit."

Then they continued their way to the church. Sportacus managed to beat the police it seemed and made quick work of their landing. Even as they all jumped out of the sky chaser, Ziggy heard a voice come from around the corner of the church. "I'm afraid that's enough Sportacus. Its time you paid the piper for what you've done."

They turned to see Father Allen with the chief of police for Lazytown standing there. The police chief had a gun in his hand.

"He's right Sportacus." said the chief. "I really hate to do this and all, seeing as all you've done for this town in the past, but I have to order you to stop what you're doing. Please just step away from the children and come to me, hands up of course."

Sportacus looked at the police chief and then at Ziggy and Stephanie. It was obvious he didn't know what to do. Ziggy however, still feeling a bit of the rage for Father Allen, wasn't about to let his friend be taken that close to their objective. He ran straight at the police chief. It was a stupid thing to do, he knew, considering the man he was going at had a gun in his hand. There hadn't been a crime note worthy enough to need a gun to be drawn in Lazytown for almost a decade. But Ziggy didn't think the chief would fire on him, a kid, regardless. And if he was wrong, well, that's what knights do right?

Fortunately for Ziggy, the police chief was NOT about to fire on a kid, even one attacking him. It should be said at this point that the police chief resembled chief Wiggims from the simpsons. So when Ziggy crashed into him, they rolled on the ground like two fleshy ball bearings. Ziggy managed to get up before the chief (thank you Sportacus abdominal training) and cried out "Quick into the church!"

All three ran right past the flabbergasted Father Allen and into the church. Sportacus came in last and as soon as he did, they heard the door close and then a large thud. It took Ziggy's eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness, but he saw his friends had made it. When he turned behind to look, he saw Mr. Jenkins standing in front of the large solid oak doors. There was a beam of wood running through iron holders across them.

Mr. Jenkins smiled. "Fortunately Father Allen has always been a bit of a historical collector. Although totally not needed in this day of modern locks, these old Victorian doors he had built for this place will serve us far more effectively than any modern lock."