A/N: Dear Guest that left the review asking if Brainy was never married to Helga. I stated several times in my story that Helga was indeed married to Brainy and is now a widow after he was killed in the line of duty. Helga isn't lying about that or anything else.

Thank you to everyone for their reviews. :)

Hearing the gentle munching of Natalie eating her chips, Helga had started to think up songs to match the tune of her chewing. With a smile quirking up on her face, Helga was only blathering on inside her head while her head was bowed down to pour over her work. At their usual table, Arnold and Gerald did their studies. John was currently upstairs placing books away. Ruby was doing whatever Ruby usually does in her closed office.

"Hey String Bean."

Lifting her head up quickly, Helga stuck her tongue out at him. "Brat." Leaving the vast desk she moved towards him. "Why are you here?"

From their table, Arnold and Gerald looked at the scene before them. Helga was being friendly to another man. "She seems awfully chummy, doesn't she?" Gerald asked as he watched them head outside together. "She left to go outside with him."

"I'm not worried."

His girlfriend went outside with another man and he isn't worried. Gerald stared at his friend as if he grew another head. "You aren't? Why?"

Arnold continued to write his paper out. "Because that is Brainy's brother, Stan. I recognized him from the picture on her wall. He's just family to her. In fact I trust her explicitly." "

Relaxing Gerald decided to reach his chapter. "So do you think Rhonda will ever give up?"

"I hope so. I really do." Receiving a text from Helga to come outside, Arnold showed it to Gerald before going out.

While outside Helga was shaking her head at one of Stan's lame jokes. "Arnold is everything that Brainy has told us about."

Stan smiled at his sister-in-law. "And you are going out with him. Brainy used to say things like he was glad you never met him before he met you."

"Oh gosh. Brainy is always in my heart and I see him in Hailie every day." Turning her head to see Arnold approach she took her free chance to kiss the moment he got close to them. "Arnold, you remember Stan, right?"

Holding his hand out, Arnold shook Stan's. Scanning him it was interesting how he kinda looked like Brainy, but not really. "You were much younger back then. Good to see you again. My best friend, Gerald is inside studying."

Stan searched his head for the name. "Oh yeah! Your brother from another mother. That is what my brother said to me. You know you pretty much look the same except much taller." Studies his posture. "Still mature after all this time. Glad you are making my sis here happy. She talks a lot about you."

Enjoying Helga blushing at that admission, Arnold took her hand. "She is making me extremely happy as well. Also I know I talk Gerald's ear off about her."

"Soon he might be talking your ear off about his upcoming date with, Phoebe. I know those two's can't stop talking on the phone." Helga was feeling so much excitement just by his simple touch. She had to calm herself down in front of, Stan.

"Gerald is just trying to play it cool, but I know his insides are jumping."

Stan listened to them talk while watching Helga beam. It had been so long since he saw her light up, but it was different since it wasn't his brother. When it came to having Hailie, Helga had so much pride in her already, but he spotted the bitter reality of having his brother gone. He wondered if he could speak to Arnold alone.

Checking her time she knew she shouldn't be out her on an unscheduled break. "Guys I really hate to do this, but I don't want to get in trouble so I need to get back in. You both can hang back and converse."

"I would like that. What about you Arnold?"

"Actually I would too." Arnold said as he leaned towards her to kiss her again. "See you in a bit in there."

Giving Stan a quick hug, Helga strode off quickly towards the library again. Stan knew he could probably bring up certain subjects with him if he truly was the same, Arnold. "I know you know that she is still hung up on my brother." He announced.

Arnold wondered if he was going to get the third degree or a guilt trip for this. "I know and I respect Helga one hundred percent."

Stan let out a tiny quick laugh. "I'm not here to give you a guilt trip or to give you the third degree here. I want my sis to be happy. I don't mind if she meets a guy who treats her the way she deserves it. I don't mind her falling in love with him. My whole goal is wanting her happy just like I want my niece to be happy. There is just something holding her back and I hope you know what she needs."

"Closure. She broke down one night. It wasn't something I wanted to tell her because I felt she needed to reach that answer on her own. The thing is how when I hear that your own parents refuse to believe their own son has passed away. I get why they don't want to admit to it, but they are losing out on so much right now." Arnold was so empathetic about this. "They have this fantastic granddaughter and daughter-in-law that they refuse to acknowledge. It kills me to see them hurt."

"You really are still the same guy. I think Brainy will actually be happy that you are the one now in her life. She really needs this." Taking one step closer he clapped his hand down on his shoulder. "I have continuously spoke to my parents about this and each time they have blown me off. They actually have photoshopped pictures of Brainy with some random woman. They are horribly done too. They are pictures they got from him and Helga." It felt like his heart clenched. "They erased her out of them. I even did an intervention. I reached a Psychiatrist to help, but still nothing."

"It is bad enough that her own father is a complete ass to her. I met him and there is no way she is related to him. No way at all. I don't know anything about her mom, but I didn't even care that she punched him twice. Normally I would, but this time I didn't." He had no clue how to help her if even Stan hit a wall with his own parents.

Stan felt like he was back to square one again. "My parents are quite literally heading to Europe in two months to attend a fake wedding. They don't want me along because of my non-support of this upcoming nuptials with Brainy." Sighing he brought out a pen and a scrap of paper to jot down his number on it. Handing it to Arnold he gave him a weak smile. "Thank you very much in making her happy. Call me if you want to get together or something. I need to get going so I'll catch you later."

"I'll catch you later, Stan. Also I'm positive it won't be like this forever." Arnold wondered if he ever believed in those words right now as he said them. Stan's parents were in the deepest denial ever and it was hurting all those around them. How could he help?

"Hope not. See ya." Giving him a casual wave good bye, Stan strolled away from the building.

Arnold pocketed his number to add to his phone later. Moving back to head inside the building when he entered through the door to have his eyes locked on to blue eyes, Arnold was now even more resolute to give her everything she wanted.

Hearing her phone chiming away, Phoebe glanced at the screen to see that it was Gerald. "Konnichiwa, Gerald."

There was something about this sweet voice that set him on fire in such a great way. "Hi, Phoebe. How was your today?" He mentally slapped himself on his not so smooth attempt at a question. Why did he ask it in that way?

"Quite well. I've had a some stimulating studies in class today. I look forward in finally leaving the University to work in my chosen career. How was it for you today?" Phoebe heard absolute silence from him except for some occasional breathing. "Gerald?"

All their conversations now over the phone had him thinking lesser of himself. This girl is a genius. "It was an average day. Was at the library studying with, Arnold. It's the usual thing."

She heard it in his tone of voice. Heard how he exaggerated the word, 'Average.' "Gerald, may I inquire you of something that has recently crossed my mind?"

"Go ahead."

"Is there any chance that I intimidate you? I ask this due to the fact of how you speak to me." Is this why guys tended to ignore her after she was in a relationship with them?

Gerald fumbled for words. "Not per say, but I do admit that I have never been around a girl such as yourself. Our friend Nadine is pretty smart, but I don't feel she is at your level. I just hope I would be enough for someone like you. You are so intelligent, sweet, and beautiful. I don't want you wasting your time with an average Joe like myself."

Phoebe blinked. "Beautiful? You think I'm beautiful?"

His eyebrows crinkled in confusion. "Yeah! That beautiful sable hair, lovely brown eyes, sweet lips that curve in the sweetest smile I have ever come across. That brain is so impressive but so daunting. Someone who has all you have should be the most conceited person in the world, but you aren't. You are grounded and that is so attractive."

She blushed at his words as her breathing increased. "I have been called just cute, but never beautiful."

He had never said so much to a woman before like that. He always told them that they were hot, but never did all that. "Well you are." He said with every ounce of sincerity. "I'm pleased that you'll be going on this date with me on Saturday."

"Same here." Placing her hand on her still heated cheek, Phoebe wanted to hear him say something. "Gerald do you mind speaking to me as if you are on the news. Say whatever you wish to say. I want to hear it."

"I never been asked this before." Gerald moved towards his door to lock it in case his annoying sister busted in.

"Well I'm pleased to be the first. So will you?" She hoped to hear him speak in that fashion. He had this beautiful deep voice that made her toes curl up and her heart beat.

Taking a swig of water, Gerald geared himself up as he brought forth the old Urban Legend of the Headless Cabbie. He hoped it wasn't too corny.

Phoebe listened to him in apt attention. The way his voice sounded as he told this story was sexy. She silently prayed that this will work out.