The California Redwoods were taller than any trees that the gang had ever seen. Sure, it had taken a week before Chip was allowed to move from his bed, but Dale didn't mind, so long as his brother was fine. He was now in a wheelchair that had been placed next to his brother in the back of the Ranger Plane. Chip and Dale were looking at the trees around them with a smile while the others were awestruck at the height and majesty of the tall trees.

"Halt, this is our airspace!" The gang looked forward to see a blackbird glaring at them. He wore a bowler hat and a striped t-shirt, much like the bird goon that the twins had faced on their first case before they had met their friends.

Gadget was about to make an emergency landing so as not to cause trouble, but then she heard a set of voices from behind her. "Oh give it a break, Charlie!"

"Yeah, we don't have time for this!" Dale had a slingshot in his hands already. "I hit the target, you leave us be, same as for everyone else, right?"

"Uh…?" Charlie Crow was stunned. He didn't know any chipmunk that wore a Hawaiian shirt, but he recognized the other one. "CHIPPERSON CHIPMUNK?!" The black nosed chipmunk glared at the crow as his full first name was revealed.

"Hit it, Dale." Chip grumbled. Dale nodded and shot the slingshot's stone towards an apple stem that was painted red. The crow looked up in disbelief. "You still got it." Chip and Dale looked to each other and smiled. They still got it.

"That's… but he… but!" The crow's eyes widened as he started to back off. "That's impossible! You should be dead!" The crow then flew off with a panicky look in his eyes. "DEAD!"

Gadget and the others looked at the twin brothers who were just shaking their heads. "What did he mean by that? 'You should be dead'?"

Chip and Dale looked to eachother and then shrugged. "Not quite sure, Gadget, but see if you can land us down by the river." Chip pointed to a small river that ran through the forest. The inventor nodded and brought them in for a smooth landing with the plunger feet of her Ranger plane.

"Okay, here we are… um, wherever here is…" Gadget looked around confused. There didn't seem to be anywhere for anyone to live, except for birds.

"Dale, if you'd do the honors…"

"Right, Chip!" Dale hopped out of the plane and cupped his paws around his mouth. He then proceeded to shout, "CHIPMUNKS HO!"

He then found himself tackled by an over excited bluebird. "Dalton Chipmunk! Oh my gosh, you're okay! You're okay!" The bluebird then looked over to the flying contraption that had brought the chipmunk and spotted his twin. "Chipperson! Oh my gosh! You're both here!" Monterey lifted Chip's wheelchair out of the plane and carefully placed it on the ground. The bluebird froze in her tracks as though she had been hit with a sudden winter blizzard. "Chipperson, what happened to you?"

"Oh, um, hey, Fiona, um… I sorta… got into a disagreement with a cat, that's all." The chipmunk blushed as he tried to figure out what to say. "Um, guys, this is our friend, Fiona Blue. Fiona, these are the Rescue Rangers, Gadget, Zipper, and Monterey."

The bluebird looked at the two mice and the fly, then back to the two chipmunks. "Chipperson, Dalton, where have you two been?"

"We… went to a city…"

"A city? Chipperson, everyone thought you had died. Jimmy no-legs was claiming he had eaten you both when you had run away." Fiona shook her head. "Figures that snake would lie, heh. Come on, we gotta let the others know you're okay." She flew behind the wheelchair and started pushing with Dale following as fast as he could.

"WHOA! Fiona! Slow down!" Chip called as he was rushed further into the forest. "We can't leave the others behind after all!"

Fiona stopped and looked back at the others. "Sorry about that. Got excited."

Monterey and the others finally caught up with questions on their mind. "Look, can someone explain what's going on here? Why is everyone calling you 'Chipperson', Chipper? And who's Dalton?"

"Um…" The twins blushed sheepishly. They hadn't been called by those names in so long that they had almost forgotten it was their real names. Dale, or rather Dalton, hated his the most.

Dale took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm Dalton…"

"And I'm Chipperson…"

"And we're the Chipmunk Twins…" Dale kicked a stone that was near his foot while grumbling. "The Twin sleuths if you will…" Chip nodded in agreement with his brother. It was a troubling thing for the two to think about. "We… used to solve mysteries and help out around our home here in Redwood."

"After a… an accident…" Chip stumbled upon his words, trying to hide what happened from his friends. "…I decided to take Chip away from here, hoping that we wouldn't end up…"

"Hoping that I'd get my mind fixed." Dale muttered. "Admit it, I'm an idiot sometimes…"

"Dale, you aren't an idiot! Everyone always said you were the smarter of us."

"THEY DID?" The rest of the Rescue Rangers gasped in surprise.

Dale blushed while his twin nodded his head. "Of course. Dale used to come up with tons of ideas!"

"Yeah, before they started to hurt my head…"

"You still have a few good ones… hey, what's that…?" Chip asked pointing to a rustling bush. In it was a set of eyes.

Dale squinted his eyes as he looked at the bush. He broke into a smile. "Dogpile!" He ran and jumped into the bush, causing the creature to start yelling out.

"AH!"

There seemed to be a tussle and before Monterey could go and get in on it, Chip stopped him. "Don't mind them, Dale's just having some fun."

"You sure? Sounds like a bit of a struggle in there."

Chip at that moment came out with something walking next to him with a few bruises. It was a dog! A black Labrador dog with a street cap, and a jean jacket. "You're lucky I was going easy on you, Dalton!" The dog growled.

Dale just laughed as he dusted himself off. "By what? My fist?"

"No, your nose!" Then the dog went into a whiny voice and started singing to the tune of Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer. "Dalton the red nosed chipmunk, wasn't very bright at all! And if you ever saw him, you'd think he was a …" Dale landed another punch on the dog's stomach.

"Don't even think about finishing that line." Dale growled. Chip shook his head. Some people never learned. Dale then remembered his friends. "Oh, right… guys, this is Lance. Lance, these are our friends, the Rescue Rangers." Lance was about to say something rude, but Dale beat him to the punch. "and don't you dare make one of your usual comments. These guys are nice."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He took a step towards Gadget, took her paw in his kissed it lightly. "Bonjour, mademoiselle." Gadget blushed as she took her paw away.

"Um… hi…" Chip scowled. He didn't want Lance messing with Gadget's mind. Lance was a player, and Chip knew it. So did Dale and Fiona.

"Lance, why don't you go tell Sarah and the others that the twins are back?" Fiona suggested with a steely glance.

"Pfft, fine… whatever…"

"What was that about?" Monterey asked as he took over pushing Chip, following the bluebird as she led the way.

"Lance tends to be… a pain to put it simply. He doesn't know how to have a serious relationship other than enemies." Fiona explained as she led the group through the forest. Fiona then decided to change the subject. "So, what exactly have you guys been doing since you left?"

"Oh, you know, nothing to big…" Dale mumbled, slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, just helping out where we can." Chip agreed.

"Nothing big? Why they started a team known as the Rescue Rangers, which just happens to be us, and they lead us all over the world to help animals in need!" Monterey nearly burst at his friends humility. He was rarely one for humility, but he did hate braggarts who were always showing off too much, especially at the expense of others.

"Hehe, sounds like fun."