This chapter was written a couple months ago, but I finally decided to show it and Chapter 13 here

HOWEVER - these last two chapters were written after I'd seen the earth-shattering Op. C.A.R.A.M.E.L. on YouTube (before it got pulled, that is), and thus I'd originally written them with spoilers, for just the 5/H fans who HAD seen the episode to see.

Lately, however, I decided to keep my fans satsified, and now I have TWO versions of these chapters - With Spoilers and Without Spoilers.

Here is the non-spoiler version of Chapter 12. But be warned - the spoileriffic version of this chapter is next. I'd recommend waiting for C.A.R.A.M.E.L. to air (or downloading the episode from a reliable source) before reading it.

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Chapter 12

Abby, Heinrich, and their future counterparts were still waiting in the hideout, and trying to pass the time. The younger Heinrich was asking the older one about what would be happening in the next 30 years, while the older Abby listened in, occasionally smirking at the older Heinrich's advice to his ten-year-old self.

"Hey, don't ya think Leopold and Carmelite have been up there too long?" Abby asked all of a sudden.

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A long black limo drove up in front of the Lincoln household, where Cree was waiting with the now-cuffed Leopold and Carmelite. One of the doors opened up, and two Secret Service agents stepped out. Following them was a man in his early forties, dressed in a suit and glasses, and with carefully styled brunette hair.

"President Uno..." Carmelite growled.

"What do you plan to do with us?" Leopold demanded.

"That depends." the older Nigel answered, "Where are your parents?"

"They're...they're not here!" Carmelite replied.

"You're lying."

"No, she's not!" Leopold exclaimed, trying to sound convincing.

"Fine, then." President Uno said, "If you insist on not leading us to your fugitive parents, we'll just have to get them to come to us."

"What do you mean by that?" Leopold asked. Suddenly, the meaning of the statement dawned on him, as Cree led the kids into the limo.

"Oh, come ON, Uno." Carmelite scoffed, "Do you honestly think that Leo and I, being the kids of the world's greatest candy hunters, haven't been held hostage before? We've gotten out of those situations ourselves, and we can get out of this one, too!"

"Well, I doubt your previous captors had government connections." the older Nigel replied, getting into the limo.

"And what do you plan on doing with us once you've captured Mom and Dad?" Leopold asked.

"The same thing we do with other brats who get in our way and know too much." Cree responded.

"Let's see...'know too much'...are you talking about we found out about your plans to Delightfulize every kid in America? Or how we figured out what happened to a certain Montgomery Uno after the KND recommissioned him ten years ago?"

"Trying to dispose of your own father like that..." Carmelite sighed, her comment aimed at the older Nigel, "Even I have to admit, that's low."

"I'd keep my mouth shut if I were you." the older Nigel snapped, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a call to make."

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Abby lifted the trapdoor up and looked around the garage.

"Leopold?" she called out, "Carmelite?"

There was silence. Abby motioned for the others to follow as she climbed out of the trapdoor. The two Heinrichs got out next, and the older Abby limped on her bandaged leg as she climbed up the stairs and up into the garage.

"Numbuh Five's got a bad feeling about this..." she commented. Suddenly, a nearby phone on the wall rang. The older Heinrich, being closest to the phone, took a quick look at the caller ID.

"It's Uno." he informed the others, a hint of disdain in his voice, "Should ve answer?"

"Put it on speakerphone." the older Abby told him. Heinrich pressed a button on the phone, ending the ringing.

"All right, what'd you do with our kids, Nigel?!" the older Abby demanded.

"Can't put anything past you, can we?" the older Nigel's voice replied, "The little brats are safe...at the moment, anyway."

"If you lay ein finger on meine Kinder..." Heinrich growled. Neither adult noticed that Abby and Heinrich were quietly having their own conversation, occasionally looking up at their older counterparts.

"Relax, Herr Von Marzipan," the older Nigel continued, "They'll be safe if you and your wife come meet me in one hour. It's time we resolved this whole messy situation. Why, I might even give Abigail a pardon, and call off both your arrests."

"Since when do we believe you?!" the older Abby snapped, "How do we know this isn't a tr-"

"They'll do it." Abby interrupted her older self.

"Uh, hold on a sec." the older Abby said to the older Nigel, and led her younger self elsewhere.

"What do you think you're doing?!" she whispered to her ten-year-old self.

"Listen, Heiny and I could tell it was a trap right away." Abby explained.

"Anyone could tell that was - "

"So, we're comin' up with a plan to get Leopold and Carmelite without you guys getting arrested...or whatever Numbuh One's older self is gonna do."

"What's going on in there?" the older Nigel's voice interrupted, "Do we have a deal or not?"

"All right, we'll come over there." the older Abby stated, to the surprise of her husband, "Just tell us where we're going."