Disclaimer: I don't own KND or MSN or magical abilities...I mean: FEAR ME and my magical abilities!

Pairings: 3/4, 1/5, 2/86, Sally/Mark (34/862), Andy/Renee (34/51), Lizzie/None and just a little bit of 60/362 and 23/35 in this chapter

Triangles: 1/5/Lizzie and 3/4/Joshua

Author's Note: UGGH! I forgot to add the last part of the last chapter last update. Oh well... and since I was a little late with this chapter then you can expect a new chapter VERY soon!

Last Chapter:
He also noticed a blush starting to creep on Numbuh 43's voice as he answered. "I know this sounds crazy Renee, but this is Sector V."

The boy beside Renee spoke, "We're Sector V."

Now it was Sally's turn to blush. "Yea Mark, but this is the legendary ex-Sector V."

"And it's a weird coincidence that you guys found them," interrupted Numbuh 110

"Why?" they all asked.

"Because they're your parents, that's why!"

"WHAT!"

Transmission Found

"Ok…let's try this again. Numbuh 34! Numbuh 43! Tell us your full names!" ordered Numbuh 110.

"Sally Marina Beetles," answered Sally, her face still shocked.

"Andrew Jonathan Beetles," replied Andy looking from Sector V to the Supreme Leader.

"BEETLES?" gasped Wally. "Then-then…" but before he could finish, the rest of Sector V began to laugh hysterically.

Between fits of laughter, Numbuh 2 asked, "So who's the lucky girl?"

"Why I aughta!" Numbuh 4 shook his fist at Numbuh 2. "You sure about this, Numbuh 110? They might be Joey's kids!" he asked.

"Joey? You mean Uncle Joe?" asked Numbuh 43. Seeing that his brother wasn't going to get him out of this mess, Numbuh 4 sat down on the bed and crossed his arms.

Still laughing, Numbuh 2 asked, "No seriously, who's the lucky lady?"

Ignoring Numbuh 4's muttering, Numbuh 110 said, "Numbuh 3." There was a pause where everyone looked from Numbuh 3 to Numbuh 4 and back again. Numbuh 4 stopped muttering and stared at Numbuh 3 before his face was a shade that was redder than a tomato.

Then Sector V lost it again; even Numbuh 86 had begun to laugh uncontrollably. Numbuh 34 however was looking amazed, "The Numbuh 4 and the Numbuh 3 are our parents," she barely muttered. "That's so cool! We have legend in our blood!" she shrieked happily Numbuh 4 couldn't help but notice, in a way similar to Numbuh 3.

Numbuh 4 looked back at Numbuh 110 as she began to talk again. "Calm down guys!" All off the operatives, past or future, stared at her.

"Cuz, tell everyone your full name," she nodded to Numbuh 51.

"Renee Alexandria Uno," answered Renee looking at Sector V with excitement, "Daughter of Nigel and Abigail Uno."

Nigel and Abby looked at each other. "Us?" they asked together.

Renee blinked and grinned, "Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 5. That is so awesome!"

Numbuh 4 raised his eyebrows and stared at his friends, Nigel and Abby? He looked at the girl. Renee did look like Numbuhs 1 and 5 but there was no way right? Maybe this was a dream. Kuki didn't like him and Abby and Nigel weren't going to marry. What was next? Numbuh 2 and 86 were the parents of that kid, Mark or something? Or Cree's kid was the Supreme Leader of the kids next door? There was no way.

Now just Numbuh 2 and 86 were laughing, Numbuh 1 was looking at the ground, his cheeks flushing. He was also muttering something about the president of the United States and someone named Shirley. Numbuh 3 was also flushed but had her sleeve covered hands over her mouth to cover her giggles. Numbuh 5, although she was also blushing, seemed deep in thought.

"Cousin?" Numbuh 4 heard Numbuh 5 wonder. It seemed Numbuh 110 had heard as well as she nodded. Her smile had turned into a frown and the blonde boy who looked familiar patted her on the shoulder. "You Numbuh 5's niece in the future? You my brother or my sister's kid?"

"Your-I was the daughter of Cree Lincoln," she sighed in response. Abby's eyes widened and her lip trembled; Numbuh 2 gasped as well. Numbuh 4 wasn't sure why before he understood. Cree was gone and it looked as if Abby cared. "But let's not talk about that now. Mark...Numbuh 862. Your turn."

Mark looked at the mirror screen and announced, "Mark Daniel Gilligan, youngest son of Hogarth and Francine Gilligan but they call themselves Hoagie and Fanny."

And now, the laughing started again until, "WHAT?" Everyone looked at Numbuh 86. "What do ya mean by that? I'm gonna marry him?" she pointed at Hoagie.

"Looks that way…toots," smirked Numbuh 2. Numbuh 4 cringed and waited for the redhead's explosion but it never came because the connection had been lost. "All I said was toots."

Numbuh 4 turned to the others wondering what was going to happen next, except for Numbuhs 3, 34 and 43. He'd probably do something stupid if he faced them. He looked around and felt the air of awkwardness from his friends. "So what the crud do we do now?" he asked at the same time as Sally.

"Not sure." Admitted Renee before they heard someone's voice and the sound of feet walking up the stairs. "Kids! What's happening up there," asked a familiar Irish voice.

"It's my mom!" gasped Numbuh 862 with a hint of Irish accent. Everyone looked at each other with fright and Numbuh 34 ran to the light switch. She tapped on it and it flipped to reveal a more child-made light switch.

She whispered, " Move to the edges of the room," so everyone jumped out of the way. She switched it to on and her whole room changed to reveal all kinds of 2x4 technology and items her present parents would never know existed. Or she hoped.

She ran to a box labeled, 'Items to hide or escape' and began to look for something. "Sticky Shoes. Don't have an official name yet but still pretty good."

Numbuh 4 took a pair of them and put them on. He held tightly to his real shoes and followed as the others began to walk on the ceiling. "Now for the hologram." Sally got a small ray made of a few different things and shot it at the ceiling where everyone besides her stood.

She flipped everything off and her room became normal again. She did the normal procedure of switching the light switches and then ran up to the ceiling. "Hopefully Mrs. Gilligan won't notice anything."

Numbuh 4 looked down at the ground. 'Grr. I wish I could see. The hologram makes everything extra fuzzy,' he thought until he saw someone open the door.

In the middle of the ocean:
On the Forgotten Adult Island:
Cree Lincoln's POV:

Cree Lincoln moved her hand through the sand for the fifth time. How long had she been stranded on that island? She was not sure anymore. Of course, this island was not absolutely deserted. It was filled with Adults that had hidden or been forced to be habitants on Forgotten Adult Island. She pondered, for what felt like the millionth time about her daughter. She knew she wasn't depressed or upset living with her sister's family. "How could she? Living with Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 5?" she chuckled to herself. She hadn't called her sister and her friends that for a long time.

Cree also wondered if Allison had become a Kids Next Door operative. She could remember well, the day she had told her to become one. It was a few days after her friends Maurice, Chad and Sarah had disappeared. Of course, Maurice and Sarah had been discovered as secret agents for the Kid Next Door when she had turned sixteen and since then, they've been hiding. Cree grabbed a handful of sand and remembered.

"Mommy! Where's all of your friends?" asked a curious 3 year old.

Cree grimaced, "I'm not sure Allie. Now listen I want you to do something once you are older."

Allison stared at her mother. "What is it, mommy?"

Cree felt a small smile fall on her face as she said, "Join the kids next door once you think you're ready."

Allison had stared, "Whatever you say, mommy."

Cree sighed again and let the sand fall down past her fingertips and into the sandy ground. She looked at her surroundings and thought about how she got here.

She threw a kick at Father angrily. He dodged and said, "I'm disappointed in you, Cree. First, Sarah, then Maurice, then Chad now you."

"Who cares? I'm glad I betrayed you!" hissed Cree in reply.

Father laughed, his flame becoming bigger as he spoke, "You won't be. Not after we see what's going to happen to your daughter!"

Cree stopped just as she was about to attempt to hit Father in the face. "How do you know about Allison?"

Father said, "I know about her because I got that information out of your so-called friends just before I finished them off!"

Cree clenched her fists. "You're lying!" Father lowered his flame as he turned around and stared at the open sea down below the helicopter they were in.

He frowned. "They escaped before I could. I'm not sure where they are BUT I do know that your worthless brat exists because I got that information from their brains using my brain scan device I stole from the Kids Next Door."

"Well, you can just leave her and the rest of my family alone, Father," said Cree.

"Don't you worry, as much as your sister may have been a pain in my neck along with the rest of her measly sector and I could use your kid as revenge, it's better to finish it now!"

He grabbed the door of the helicopter and opened it. He raised a fireball and threw it straight at Cree. She took a step back and dodged it. "Nice try Fat…whoa, whoa." Cree tried to balance herself as she stood on the edge. If she lost her balance, she would fall in the ocean. Father pushed Cree off with a slight shove and she began to fall. As she splashed into the ocean, she managed to stay alive. "An island!" she cried and began to swim towards it. She reached it and held on to the sandy surface. She sputtered as she dragged herself unto the island. Her strength weak now, she turned her head slowly at the helicopter above. "Curse you, Father," She muttered as her eyes closed into unconsciousness.

Cree stared at the ocean as she felt the breeze in her hair. Her hair had grown since that time but it was still in the same style. She looked down at a black watch on her wrist. It was really old, as she had gotten it and it's partner back when she was a kids next door operative, she could remember to this very day how she had gotten it.

A ten year old Cree opened the door of her younger sister's room. "Hey sis." She said.

Abby turned around and took off the red hat on top of her head. "Hey. You sure you don't want your hat back?"

Cree shook her head smiling, "Nah, it's yours now and it looks better on you anyway."

Abby smiled and asked, "Thanks Cree. But…what are those?"

Cree looked down at her hands that were holding a pair of watches. One was dark blue and the other black. "Oh these. This is a…"

C.H.A.T. W.A.T.C.H.

Communicative
Hourly
Attentive
Tracker
Which
Alerts
Team of
Children
Helpers

"Pretty cool actually. Anytime you need my help just speak into the watch, '56311' and whenever I need you, all I need to say is 56305. That way, we can communicate using both visual and audio."

Abby looked curiously at the watches. "I get the blue one," she called.

"Knew you'd say that, Abby- I mean Numbuh 5," laughed Cree. "That's why I already set them correctly." She set it in Abby's bed and turned around to leave.

"Thanks Numbuh 11. I'm glad you're my sister," smiled Abby as Cree left.

Even thinking of that time made Cree feel guilty. While she was in league with the adults, she didn't care. All she cared about was getting even with the kids next door for trying to decommission her just because of her age. She had fled before anyone told her she had been accepted as a secret agent for the KND. Not until she found about Maurice and Sarah did she even know such a thing existed. She wondered why she had never gotten rid of the watch or as far as she knew, why Abby never got rid of hers? Suddenly she looked at the watch and gasped. "The watches!"

The Beetles' Home:
Sally's Room:
Fanny Gilligan's POV:

Francine Gilligan opened the door of Sally's bedroom and she was met by darkness. "Hmm. I was almost certain the kids were in here." She squinted to see in the dark room. "I need light here," she said and attempted to switch the light on but instead she tapped the switch. She didn't see the change so she flipped the light switch on. And she gasped. As the light turned on, the room changed completely, Fanny looked fearfully at an object that had just popped up in front of her. "What the-" she muttered to herself. She looked at the mirror that had turned black.

From somewhere above she heard a voice whisper something that sounded like, "Ughh, I didn't turn off the security in my room!"

"Say Numbuh and place handprint on scanner" said a female computer voice as the words were typed on the mirror.

Fanny was not certain what it meant but suddenly a voice echoed inside her head. 'Numbuh 86...numbuh 86..." She decided to follow the voice, was it instinct? "N-Numbuh 86?" she stammered as she placed her palm on the object that the computer voice had called a scanner although it looked like a little kid made it.

"ERROR! ERROR," screeched the computer voice. Fanny looked at the mirror where an eleven year old boy with a decorated pan over his head and the number "233.5" written on it came on screen.

"This is strange. The DNA scan shows that although it was not used by the present Numbuh 86 of Artic Base, it was used by...Numbuh 86 of twenty years in the past?"

"Wait a second, you are Virginia and Barty's son aren't you?" asked Fanny

He gasped and looked at Fanny. "Mrs. Gilligan! You're the ex-Numbuh 86?"

"What are you talking abou-" she started to ask when he looked behind her and he scowled.

"And what's with the hologram! It's only to be used in emergencies!"

Both the boy and Fanny looked up at the ceiling where they heard groans and both generations of Sector V went back to the ground. "Numbuh 233.5! You know as good as anyone we wouldn't use it except for emergencies! And this," Mark pointed at Numbuhs 1 through 5, "is an EMERGENCY!"

Fanny knew she should be telling off her son for shouting at others or keeping secrets from her but she couldn't speak. She was staring open-mouthed at the time traveling operatives. "You- you…it's you!"

"Well...I see you guys are busy so I'll just leave…" spoke Numbuh 233.5 awkwardly before an Irish screech demanded "OH NO YA DON'T! We weren't done talkin' to these guys!"

Fanny's muscles tightened up in shock as she turned around to face the mirror as three kids came on screen. One, the brown-skinned girl, she knew as the niece of her friend, Abigail Uno. The boy, again she knew, was the son of one of her co-workers, Patton and his wife Rachel. The other girl was the one that was shocking for Fanny to see. Yes, she'd seen her before but only in the mirror, in photographs and home videos. The third girl was her, only younger.

At this moment, Fanny had three choices. The first was to start screaming and run away from the room and hope it was all a dream. The second was to demand the children what was going on in her most calm way then give them the consequences in her most terrifying way possible and the third was to just stand there, hoping for an explanation.

She still couldn't speak and her legs were stuck to the floor. 'Just like the children's feet were stuck to the ceiling!' So she chose the third choice.

Downtown:
An apartment:
Mushi Sanban's POV:

Mushi Sanban passed the brush one more time through her medium length hair, Mushi had changed since her kindergarten days. She, like her sister, had stopped using the overgrown sleeve look, although as she could remember and her sister could not, Mushi did sometimes miss it and used one of her long sleeve sweaters or shirts a few times during the year. At that moment however, she was wearing a long purple tee shirt along with a new pair of jeans.

That wasn't the only difference since then. Mushi had once been evil and dated 'king' Sandy, a villain who, before he had met Mushi, used to attempt to get Kuki to marry him. But after Kuki lost her memories at thirteen, the only thing that kept Mushi bad was her grudge on Hoagie Gilligan, which had expanded to the rest of the kids next door. She had gotten her revenge on Hoagie Gilligan before he turned thirteen, however. But as she found out after that, Mushi felt as though any evil thought had been drained out of her so she became friends with some members in the kids next door. She never joined, perhaps it was her evil past or the fact that she was scared to face decommissioning, but she never made that decision.

As for Sandy, he broke up with her in the first grade when he met Danielle, "the prettiest princess in the whole kingdom." More like the new one. Unlike him and her sister however, she and Sandy remained in touch. She couldn't remember exactly why but here she was, and still in contact with him. Of course he had stopped pretending to be a king and falling in love with every single pretty girl who he saw.

Mushi stretched silently and fell into her chair and turned on the computer. She signed on MSN messenger and opened the link to her email. Her voice reading along as she looked at her emails, "Junk…Junk…message from Andrea, another from Tommy and one from Sandy," she muttered as she passed them. "One from Father, Junk, and one from Kuki..." she stopped. "Father? Dad doesn't use MSN, and who else would...no." She decided to open the rest before Father's.

Soon after the only unread emails in her folder were the ones from her sister and Father. Gulping, she pushed her mouse closer to the one labeled 'Father'. Then at the last minute she changed her mind and opened the letter from Kuki.

Hey Mushi!

How's my little sister doing? We're fine over here, anyways; Wally and I are hosting our annual BBQ party. I really hope you can make it. Don't worry; I'm planning the party this year so we don't have to worry about a fiasco like last year's. The kids and Wally say hi.

Kuki

Although she was nervous, she laughed at the bold part in Kuki's letter. She decided to reply later and went back to the inbox. She opened Father's email and read slowly, "Look behind you…."

She closed her eyes for a second, hoping it was a dream, opened them and looked behind her. But before she could see anything clearly, her face was met with a fireball. Or it looked like one. She didn't feel any heat or the pain of burnt skin yet as it hit her, she fell to unconsciousness.

Transmission Interrupted

Author's note: Of course when Numbuh 366 says Numbuh 362 is part of Sector L, he doesn't mean Rachel. Of course, to avoid confusement, when I say, "Numbuh 1" I mean the young version. When I say "Nigel" I mean the adult version and so on.

Sarah is not an OC; she is in fact the red haired girl from the MAURICE credits. I just thought I'd make her Cree's friend.

Before you send me any reviews saying that Grown-up Fanny was so out of character or something, remember that she grew up and changed. I did mention that she also had a terrifying way to demand things from Mark and the rest of the kids. Why? Because Fanny's a really crazy character and I don't want her to change completely!

And yes, we did see a short appearance from both, a Soda Junkie spawn and a Desk Jockey spawn. We might see them again, or we might not.

Flames are for campfires, please remember to comment and have a Sooper Day!