The three Rowdyruffs didn't quite know what to say next. But for some reason they all felt deep down seeds of worry for this person they had never met. Wendy didn't speak either, and was just staring down at the kitchen counter. She definitely seemed frightened at what could happen to her father.

Boomer tried to speak first. "Don't worry Wendy, the Founders police force will be sure to get him back" he tried to console her.

"But this is the mob we're talking about" Butch whispered to Boomer so Wendy wouldn't hear.

Brick observed the scientist, and he remembered back to how he felt. How he felt when his family were so close to dying. "Wendy, are you-" Brick trailed off.

She swallowed. "Yes yes, you're right Boomer, the police force would never let anything happen to their chief" she said half heartedly, with worry noticeable in her tone. But both Brick and Butch could tell that even she doubted they would get him back.

Brick paused again before sighing and finally deciding "Wendy, what if, what if I try and find your father?"

All three of them looked at Brick when he said this. "You find my father? I don't know Brick, I'm not letting someone else go into a situation like that-"

"Wendy I've been in worse" Brick interrupted. "And bullets, as you should know, won't affect me. They've probably dragged him off somewhere else by now, but if I go to that storage room at the docks, I might be able to track him down" he proclaimed.

"Hang on, why just you? I wanna help find him too" Boomer protested.

"Because I don't want you getting involved with the mob" said Brick sternly.

"Wait Brick" Wendy spoke up. "I don't want you getting involved either. Once you make an enemy to the mob, your brothers will be enemies too."

"Only if they know where we are. They don't know where our warehouse is, and I assume that they don't know where you live Wendy" he replied to her, and although she didn't like it, this maybe was the best way of rescuing her father. She gave in.

"Okay, but you be careful Brick. If you're going to track my father down you might need some help."

"I'm not going to let Boomer and Butch come along-"

"I mean, I have some old technology down in the lab that you could use."

"Like that old forensic software you have on your computer?" Brick implied.

"Yeah-, wait how do you know I have that on there? Actually don't worry, we don't have a lot of time." She led them down to the lab where she logged onto the computer.

Several programmes of forensic scanning came up. "You told me earlier Brick, how you tried to catch that hitman Joe Briggs, but accidentally followed the wrong blood trail. Well, this software can help you scan and identify blood samples for example. Or things like fingerprints or DNA" Wendy explained.

"And how's he supposed to take that with him?" Butch questioned.

"I can try downloading the software into this phone here" she plugged a wire into the computer and then into an old touchscreen phone that was on the table. Something started to download on the phone.

"There" she unplugged it, and handed the phone to Brick. "You should be able to work the software from there. It's also connected to this computer, so you'll have access to the national criminal database."

The scientist paused and took a deep breath. "I don't believe it," she admitted quietly. "I'm actually assisting in fighting a crime. In all my years as a scientist and lawyer, I never imagined this."

"Ok then. I'm off to the scene of the raid. I'll stay in contact. Boomer, Butch, you two stay here." The ruff leader then zipped out of the room and house, towards the address of the storage room.

Wendy herself was on the computer now, and was able to speak to Brick via the earpiece.

"Wait a second, what about Bubbles? We're not going to be there to meet her" Boomer remembered.

"Bubbles? As in, the Powerpuff girl Bubbles?" Wendy looked at him.

"It's a long story, but she's the only one other than you to know where we live" Butch explained.

"She meets us most nights at the warehouse. She likes to check on us to see how we're doing" added Boomer.

"Is that why you three always want to go back at night?" wondered Wendy.

"Well, we can't make her fly all that way for nothing can we?" Boomer excused making a smile and putting his hands behind his back. "Is it alright if I go and tell her what's happening?"

"I suppose. That's your decision really Boomer. If she wants to, you can bring her back here" Wendy gave permission with a small brief smile.

"Thanks." The blue ruff, like his red brother, zipped off out of the house.

"I don't why he asked you permission" Butch commented. "Like you're his mom or something."

The woman paused before saying "Let's see where Brick is." She pressed a button on the keyboard. "Brick are you there?"

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On the other end the leader ruff was approaching the storage room at the docks, which was absolutely swarmed by police and covered in crime scene tape. There were also ambulances. Brick could hear Wendy in an earpiece. Just small enough to be invisible, since he didn't possess an outer ear.

"I've arrived, Wendy. There's no one inside the building." He scanned with his x-ray vision. "I'm going in silently."

"Be careful, the police might see you. That'll just complicate things" he heeded her advice on the earpiece.

"They're probably too occupied waiting for the mob to make a move." Butch figured. He was going to add 'regarding their hostage' but given his present company, thought better of it.

Inside the storage room there were blood spills, knocked over crates, and various objects that were scattered during the fight.

"This was a gunfight, obviously" Brick noticed the shell casings lying around, and the various bullet holes. He noticed something else though. "This is strange."

"What?" asked Wendy with eagerness.

"Some of the mob's stash was left behind after the fight, but only some of it is actually drugs. The rest is, medical equipment?" He scanned it with the phone and an image of it came up on the computer back in the lab.

"Wait a minute, that's not just medical equipment, that's testing equipment, medical testing" Wendy deduced it straight away.

"Why are the mob smuggling something like that?" Brick wondered.

"Um, Brick, could we focus on that later? It's just that my father's still-"

"Oh right of course" Brick remembered and scanned the floor with the phone until it picked up some DNA traces that matched chief Mccoy.

"By the looks of things, he was struck to the floor by someone behind him, and judging by where the DNA is, your father was hiding behind that crate, that's why he didn't see the person sneak up behind him. There's also a trail of blood patches leading out that door, but it's not your father's blood" he scanned it. "It belonged to the person dragging him."

Wendy identified the person with the computer, so Brick knew at least one of the assailants. "Wait, there's something else on the floor. It looks like broken pieces of a phone. The Iphone galaxy make" Brick recognised it from one of his former crimes back in the day, during a robbery at a phone store. One where they clashed with the girls.

"That's the make of my father has."

"Well it looks like he still has it on him, although broken, can you trace the SIM card?" asked Brick.

"Since I have his number, yes! I can trace it to a certain area." Wendy immediately stepped out of her seat onto another monitor. Hope beginning to shine in her.

"Providing they haven't kept it for themselves" Butch pointed out.

"Boomer's been awfully quiet" Brick noted.

Wendy remembered, turning back to face the main computer. "He's, not here right now."

"He's gone to the warehouse to bring back Bubbs" explained Butch speaking for her.

By now Boomer had met with Bubbles, who had arrived at the warehouse, confused to where the other two Rowdyruffs were. The blue ruff rambled off everything. About Brick, the mob, Wendy's father.

"I hate just leaving him to go out there by himself. He helped me with the hostage situation at the mall, despite wanting to remain neutral!"

"Then why don't you help him?" Bubbles proposed. "I'd never leave my sisters to face something on their own, despite how much they protested against it. We've been getting captured quite a lot recently" she said that last part quite quietly.

Boomer was determined this time. "Well, crime or no crime, my brother's in danger, so, can't I help him this once? Or, second, after the mall incident."

The ruff without a doubt knew he didn't want his brother hurt. But he also knew Brick could handle himself. Plus he didn't even know where Brick was right now. He couldn't remember the address of the storage room. He sighed.

"Well, I'd better get looking, and I know where to start " he zoomed off in the direction of Wendy's house.

'He's actually going to-' Bubbles couldn't help but smile in admiration. "Wait up Boomer!" she followed him with her own super speed.

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Brick followed the signal that Wendy managed to trace across the Founders rooftops not minding the wind hitting against him dead on. Onlookers and residents of the top floors of apartment buildings were met with a red streak of light shooting past their windows.

"Okay let's see" he looked around with his x-ray vision once he reached the district the signal was leading him.

"Ah hah! The old abandoned cardboard factory! I can see them there. Wendy, I'm going to have to switch off the earpiece for a while. If I talk they'll hear me, and I prefer to do this as quickly as possible."

"But Brick-" Wendy tried to protest.

"It's the only way I can do this without putting your father in any further danger. You can track me with the phone anyway." He switched off the earpiece and floated into the abandoned factory.

He landed on a walkway above a group of people, one who was in a police jacket semi unconscious tied to a chair. Brick concluded that this was Wendy's father.

'This would be easy normally. By going superspeed and knocking them all out. But I have to take out the one holding the gun to the chief's head first, so he doesn't get startled and accidentally pull the trigger' Brick planned out.

"So what do we do with him?" asked one of the mobsters. "The storage room's gone to the cops and they're no doubt gonna trace something back to us." His accent was very New York heavy.

"I don't think so. Alotta things were destroyed in the fight" another said. "I'm more worried about chiefy here."

"What? Aren't we gonna use him as a bargaining chip?"

"For what? The boss has got everything covered, and she won't like it if we bring the chief back to one of the hideouts. Just off him."

A red streak then zoomed towards the one holding the gun and snatched him, launching him into the factory's broken windows.

"What!" the mobsters turned around to see the red Rowdyruff floating there. "It's one of those, ruff boys. What d'ya want?" they pulled out their own guns and aimed for him.

Brick zoomed towards them next, punching and kicking them all out with his tiny limbs. Once that was taken care of, he floated over to the chief and zapped the ropes on his wrists. "Chief Mccoy?"

Mccoy, who was now fully conscious and had witnessed the whole thing, looked up in utter surprise and confusion at the Rowdyruff. Just days ago he witnessed the same boy help two of his officers in a shootout, as well as neutralizing the mall situation. Contradictory of everything his brothers had done in the past that was in the papers.

"You? You're a-, you were there that other night with officer Jones. Why are you helping me? What do you want?"

"I want to get you out of here to safety," Brick explained, bluntly putting it.

"Why?" Mccoy questioned, skeptical of the boy's motives, grabbing his own gun from the table on the side.

"Like I told Jones, I don't want to hurt any cop. I heard you were in danger so I tracked you here to save you" said Brick.

"For some reason I don't believe that-" several other mobsters then burst in from the other room cutting the chief off mid sentence.

"What the-? It's that Rowdyruff kid!" they too pulled out their guns. Brick as quick as a flash, flew the chief upwards and onto the upper walkways, but when he did the phone fell out of his pocket and smashed on the floor. "Damn." Unfortunately, that phone was what also powered the earpiece.

"Brick? Brick!" Wendy lost contact with him when the phone smashed. She pressed a couple of buttons on the computer but she couldn't get through to him. "Oh no. No I-, I can't contact Brick. I have to go there."

Butch thought for a second, he didn't want to get involved in this. He thought he made that perfectly clear by now. Besides, he'd seen his brother go against shooters before. this was no different, he knew Brick would be alright. And another thing he knew, was that Brick wouldn't like it one bit if he let Wendy go out to that place by herself. That and, other than Bubbles, she was the only other one that was kind to them. He had to stop her, so Brick wouldn't get mad of course.

"Wendy no, you can't go there, you'll be killed" he floated in front of her blocking her path.

"But, Brick, and my father-," the scientist couldn't argue. Even if she did go out what could she do?

"I've seen Brick do things like this before. Bullets can't hurt his skin, you should know that. He'll get your father out, remember the mall incident?" Butch managed to persuade her.

Wendy had an anxious look on her face. "So I'm supposed to just sit and wait here?"

"You sent Brick out, that's more than the police could've done."

The scientist sighed. "You're, you're right Butch. Brick will do it, he'll rescue him." She still sounded afraid.

Butch, starting to feel slightly bad for the woman who had fed them, awkwardly put his hand on her back as they went back upstairs to the living room. 'I wonder if Boomer's met up with Bubbles yet.'

At that moment, he heard a tapping on the window, which only he heard with his super hearing, and floated towards it after Wendy went up to the living room. There at the window was his said blue brother, and Butch opened it.

"Boomer? Aren't you supposed to be meeting with Bubbles?"

"I did" he gestured behind him to the Powerpuff.

"Hi Butch" she waved. "So this is where that scientist you've been seeing lives." She couldn't help but awe around at the lab, similar to what the boys did.

"Butch, I'm going to help Brick, I don't care what he says anymore, can you tell me where he is now?" Boomer requested.

"We lost contact with him a when he got to the old cardboard factory" Butch explained.

"So that's where he-, wait you lost contact? That settles it, now I have to help him" Boomer was about to head off before his brother quickly said:

"Wait Boomer you," he spoke in a very quiet and 'can't believe what I'm saying' tone of voice. "You be careful."

Boomer paused taking that in, but then remembered "Thanks bro. Bubbles come on" the blues zoomed off.

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Brick flew the chief out into an alleyway after making a crash through the rooftop. "Wait where you going?" questioned Mccoy, as the boy dropped him down and headed for the nearest sidedoor.

"I have to catch these punks don't I?" Brick answered and was met with gunfire from the mobsters upon bursting back in.

The bullets did not hurt him in the slightest and the ruff took out a few of the mobsters. However one of them from a distance fired some sort of dart at him, which actually did cut his skin, right through his shirt.

'What?' Brick pulled the dart out. 'Duranium darts? With antidote X? But how did they-?" he started to feel slightly weaker, and floated lower to the ground. But he couldn't back down, not now. He had been shot with several antidote X vials before and was still standing then.

"Shoot him! Shoot him again!" one mobster shouted. "The boss's client said that would bring him down!"

"I can't, I only had the one vial!"

"But he's still fightin'!"

Brick zapped the guns out their hands but one mobster punched him down. He fell onto a conveyor belt which had been activated during the fight.

"Look we've got no time for this! Let's just burn any signs of evidence and head back to the hideout" the mobster urgently suggested.

They set alight to some old cardboard with a lighter they had and dashed to the exit. Brick pushed himself off the conveyor belt and still somehow managed to float, despite being injected with antidote X and smoke choking him. He furiously coughed and finally dropped to the floor, his strength leaving. Outside, chief Mccoy saw the flames rising, and noticed that the boy who saved him hadn't come out yet. He groaned, as he couldn't believe what he was about to do.

He kicked open the broken door the ruff originally bust through and ducked as the flames spread.

He called out "Kid! Kid you in here?" He searched around, trying to keep as low as he could, until he saw the Rowdyruff, trying to stand up, coughing in the smoke.

"Chief? 'Cough' What are you doing in here? 'cough' Get outside-"

"I can't leave you here to die, kid" Mccoy picked up Brick who started to float again and had his arm around the chief's shoulder. Mccoy led them out the door he came in where they could finally breathe properly. Gasping down lungfuls of clean air.

Boomer and Bubbles had arrived at the factory by now to see the burning building. "Oh no. Brick!" Boomer looked around the factory with his x-ray vision but couldn't see his brother. All he saw was a group of mobsters running through the rooms towards the exit. They were bound to know where Brick was. He flew in towards them.

"Boomer wait!" Bubbles called out and was about to follow him in, when she heard what sounded like Brick talking with an old man on the other side of the building. She flew over to investigate.

The mobsters suddenly stopped at a halt when they saw a second Rowdyruff float down in front of them. "What? The other one!"

"Where is my brother?" Boomer was not afraid this time, as Brick was more important.

The mobsters didn't listen however, and pulled their guns on him. It was clear to Boomer he wasn't going to get an answer, so he instinctively fought back and knocked out the rest of the mobsters.

Bubbles had now found the red Rowdyruff, seeing him in the alleyway with an old man. She called for her counterpart. "Boomer! Brick's over here!"

Boomer had heard her, and relief filled him. He picked up the unconscious mobsters and flew them out, into the direction of Bubbles. When he reached her to see his brother, and who he assumed to be chief Mccoy, Wendy's father.

"Brick!" He floated down to them, dropping the unconscious mobsters on the floor.

"Boomer? What are you doing here?" Brick coughed.

"Brick, are you alright? What happened?" Boomer saw that his brother wasn't okay, ignoring his question.

"Fine. But the mobsters I knocked out 'cough' are still inside" Brick managed to say, struggling.

"Well, so?"

"So they'll die" Brick sternly warned. His new attitude completely surprised Boomer.

"But they're-"

"We can't let them! No matter what," The Rowdyruff leader got his point across.

Boomer flew in and lobbed out the other unconscious mobsters. "Okay, that's all of them." He turned to his brother. "Are you hurt?"

"They had an antidote X with them."

"Antidote X?" exclaimed Bubbles in a small whisper. She decided not to float down as it was best if chief Mccoy didn't see her.

Mccoy retrieved his radio from the unconscious mobsters, and whilst still surprised to see two Rowdyruffs come to his aid, he wouldn't just leave them. Not after what they just did. "Look kid" he turned to Brick. "I'd better, get you some medical attention shouldn't I?"

"No" Brick refused. "I don't need to go to a hospital. Boomer, let's just go back to the house."

Boomer nodded and he helped Brick float up and they flew off, with Bubbles following them.

"House?" Mccoy repeated, raising an eyebrow, as police cars and a fire engine had just arrived.

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Back at Wendy's house, Butch was sitting on the sofa, wondering if he should tell Wendy about Boomer and Bubbles going to the factory as well. He figured that she would find out eventually anyway, plus deep down he didn't want to tell her. She seemed equally worried about Brick just as much as her father for some reason.

The green boy was beginning to shake during thought as it was quite cold. Figured he should've been used to drafts by now. Having lived in both a prison and a warehouse. He then felt a blanket placed over his shoulders and looked round to see Wendy sitting next to him on the sofa, a mug of steaming hot chocolate in her hand. "You looked cold Butch, here" she offered the mug to him, which he almost didn't know whether to take or not.

"Uh thanks." He could tell, despite her putting on a brave face, she was worried. This was actually making him feel guilty not going with Brick, or Boomer. "Your father will be fine Wendy, trust me." He wasn't the best at comfort, but now he had some to give in return.

"I hope so. I don't why, he's been in situations like this before, but I still get worried every time. And I suppose your brother's been through worse and survived" she figured, as if she was trying to assure herself.

Butch took this opportunity to ask her something he wanted to know. "Wendy, don't take this the wrong way, but why are you caring so much about Brick being in danger?"

She paused before honestly answering "I suppose I shouldn't, but I can't help it. I mean, when I prepare dinner for you three, or when I see you cold, or put a band aid on a cut, or even have to tell you off at times" she chuckled at that last part, since the boys would argue with each other every now and then. "Something deep inside of me, wants to keep doing that. I dread the part of the day where you have to go back home. It's just nice to have company again I guess, since I've lost family before-"

They both heard a tapping on the window, which turned out to be Boomer with Brick and Bubbles. Wendy let them in and gasped when she saw Brick, and at how weak he looked.

"Brick what happened? Also Boomer, how did you know where he was? And, Bubbles? The Powerpuff girl?" It was all so much at once.

Boomer explained the whole thing. How Butch told him where Brick was after finding Bubbles. And most importantly, Wendy's father was safe. She called him to see if he was alright.

"Dad? Oh dad thank goodness!" She breathed feeling a wave come over her.

"I'm okay now Wendy dear. Being checked up now by the medical team. They say I'll live. And well, you're never going to believe me, but a Rowdyruff saved me."

Wendy pretended to be surprised, and went along with it, smiling all the way through it. After the phone call, she checked on Brick in the lab.

"Sorry about the phone Wendy" he groaned still feeling slight pain in his sides. "Slipped up and let them get the best when they shot me" Brick apologised.

"As long as you're safe Brick, that's what matters" replied Wendy. "I'm surprised your powers are still working after being shot with antidote X, still it'll wear off, and your breathing seems to be back to normal. I just wish Boomer told me about him going there as well."

"Yes, what were you doing there Boomer? You don't do anything like that without my permission. But nevertheless, thanks for the help" Brick expressed.

"Your welcome bro" Boomer smiled back.

"Yes Brick, thank you for doing that, rescuing my father. He wouldn't have made it out if not for you" Wendy leaned down, lifted his cap and kissed his forehead.

"That was pretty amazing how you went to save Brick like that too" Bubbles turned to Boomer.

"I was?" Boomer asked, confused.

"And how you went into that burning building, taking on those mobsters, quite brave if you ask me" Bubbles didn't look him in the eye, shaking her shoulders from side to side. "Anyways, I'd better head home now."

"Does your father Professor Utonium know about this Bubbles?" asked Wendy, somewhat unsure of the Powerpuff being out here.

"Well, no, actually. Wait, are you that scientist he used to be friends with?" asked Bubbles, only now just realising, thinking it was a different Wendy.

The woman let out a laugh and nodded. "John and I went to school together back in Townsville, and although it doesn't feel right and I probably should tell him. For now, your secret's safe with me Bubbles. I won't tell. Though I do think the Professor should know about this."

Bubbles grinned and said goodbye to the boys. "It was nice to meet you Miss Wendy. Bye boys, see you tomorrow Boomie" she giggled and hugged her counterpart before flying off.

"I can't let you three go back to the warehouse now, you can sleep here tonight" offered Wendy.

"Boomie?" repeated Boomer confused.

Hello everyone, it's been over a month since I last updated which I'm very sorry about. Been quite busy recently, but here's the next chapter where we see the character relationships develop a bit further, and Wendy and Bubbles finally meet, though I think it could've been longer. They'll have more interaction in the future.

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