Disclaimer: See chapter one.

I really like Numbuh 1/Numbuh 5 coupling. Those two were made for each other! That's part of the reason why they're together now. Even though I like Lizzie as a character, I don't like her with Numbuh 1. Maybe if she was just another character...but then the show would be boring! So I'll just go along with the last chapter of Operation: MAXIMUM. It's now part songfic!

Chapter 6

Lizzie woke up the next morning and found her head lying in a small puddle of tears. She sat up straight and wiped her eyes. She stared at the tears for a moment. When she got home, she had cried for so long. Her parents wanted to talk to her, but they knew better than to even try to speak to a dumped pre-teen. That was the only thing Lizzie would tell them: that she had been dumped by Nigel Uno for another girl.

--I can't get out of bed today,

Or get you off my mind.

I just can't seen to find a way to leave the love behind.

I ain't trippin'. I'm just missin' you.

You know what I'm saying.

You know what I mean.—

The floor was covered with shattered glass from the night before. The glass and broken frames were the pictures that once hung on Lizzie's walls. She changed out of her pajamas and put her usual yellow shirt and blue skirt on. She wiped her eyes once more and stood on her carpet. She watched where she stepped and looked at herself in the mirror. What was so wrong with her?

--You kept me hanging on a string,

While you make me cry.

I tried to give you everything,

But you just give me lies.

I ain't trippin'. I'm just missin' you.

You know what I'm saying.

You know what I mean.—

She slipped her sneakers on and grabbed the brush from the corner of her desk. She smoothed out her hair and tied both parts into even braids. Slowly, she went for her glasses. With much hesitation, she put them on her face. From there, she studied herself.

"Why did you leave me, Nigie?" she asked. "I thought you loved me. I really thought you did."

--Every now and then, when I'm all alone,

I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone.

Say you want me back, but you never do.

I feel like such a fool.

There's nothing I can do. I'm such a fool for you.—

Lizzie narrowed her eyes and cracked her knuckles. She couldn't take it anymore. The anger and hurt welling up within her was too much to handle. She made a fist and smacked it against her mirror.

"That's what I'd do to you if you were here right now!!" she cried, letting tears fall.

--I can't take it.

What am I waiting for?

My heart's still breaking.

I miss you even more and I can't take it the way I could before.

I hate you but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you.

It's true: I'm stuck on you.—

Lizzie gasped up her sobs and ran downstairs to the kitchen. She didn't bother to look at the clock or say good morning to her parents. She grabbed a piece of toast off a plate, shoved it in her mouth as she ran out the front door, and slammed it behind her.

"I can't even look at my own family anymore," she mumbled. "This is serious." She started to walk down the street towards her school. It was Monday. This was the perfect way to start off one of the last weeks of school, huh?

--Now love's a broken record that's

Been skipping in my head

I keep singing yesterday

Why we've got to play these games we play?

I ain't trippin'. I'm just missin' you.

You know what I'm saying.

You know what I mean.—

"I love Nigel too much to stay away from him forever!"

She started running down the street as fast as she possibly could. To her, nothing was fair anymore. She had the perfect life before the break- up. She also had access to the Kids Next Door Moon Base. Numbuh 65.3 always trusted her. Yeah, 65.3. Maybe she could talk to him. But how? She didn't have access anymore.

Her pace quickened. She felt like running. Running. Running away from all her fears in life. Running away from everything that she couldn't stand anymore. Running away from the truth.

-- I can't take it.

What am I waiting for?

My heart's still breaking.

I miss you even more and I can't take it the way I could before.

I hate you but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you.

It's true: I'm stuck on you.—

Without even knowing it, Lizzie finally came up to the front yard of the school. There were some students standing together in groups chatting about the latest gossip. Her eyes scanned the area. She finally came upon Numbuh 1 and the rest of his team. They were sitting together at a picnic table. Numbuh 4 sat on the ground with a CD player in his hand. Numbuh 3 was sitting on the benches going over some plans. From where she was, Lizzie couldn't see how specific. What horrified her the most was Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 5 sitting together on the table. They were talking about whatever they could. Lizzie saw Numbuh 1 hold Numbuh 5 hand. She choked on her own breath.

-- Every now and then, when I'm all alone,

I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone.

Say you want me back, but you never do.

I feel like such a fool.

There's nothing I can do. I'm such a fool for you.—

Numbuh 1 cast his glance over to Lizzie and smirked. He was happy. That was all that mattered to him. He had the greatest girlfriend ever: Numbuh 5. She was a tomboy, so she's never get touchy-feely. She liked to go on missions, so she'd never be boring. She always had something cool to talk about, so Numbuh 1 would never get tired of her.

"She's the perfect girlfriend," Lizzie realized, walking forward on the sidewalk. She passed the four operatives and felt their glares follow her to the front door. There, she stopped. She felt that guilt build up in her soul again.

--I can't take it.

What am I waiting for?

My heart's still breaking.

I miss you even more and I can't take it the way I could before.

I hate you but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you.

It's true: I'm stuck on you.—

Lizzie barged into the building at top speed, scared to look back. She wouldn't be able to handle anything that Numbuh 1 would say to her. She was running so fast that she didn't see the person right in front of her. She crashed into him with a loud thump and fell backwards to the floor.

"Lizzie!" Numbuh 2 gasped. "Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you?"

"I'm fine, Hoagie!" Lizzie insisted, standing up straight. She brushed her skirt and looked off to the side. "Just go to your friends outside. Better yet, go ahead and tease me about the break-up, why don't you?"

"What would I want to do that?"

"Because you're a friend of Nigel's?"

"Uh, yeah, but I don't even understand what this is all about. I'd rather not get involved if you don't mind." The bell rang. "There's the bell! I'll see later, okay?"

"Much later," Lizzie spat, turning. Numbuh 2 shrugged and ran for class.

Later that night, Numbuh 1 sat alone in the hang out room of the tree house. He sat on the couch with a magazine in his hands and turned random pages at every chance he got.

"I wonder what Numbuh 5 wants for her birthday," he thought aloud. "Maybe she'd like a new soccer ball. I think her other one is flat. Or maybe she'd like some new earrings!" He stopped and thought about that last one. "She doesn't seem like the type of girl that would want something like that from her boyfriend. I'll leave that up to Cree when her parents force her to buy something for Numbuh 5."

He turned another page just when he heard the phone ring. He perked up and grabbed it off the stand. "Hello!" he greeted. "This is Numbuh 1 of the Kids Next Door. What's up?"

"It's Number 1."

Numbuh 1 stopped short and listened closely. "Why are you calling me at this time of night?" he asked. "Don't you have an English final to study for?"

"I'm the top of my English class," Number 1 snapped. "I've gotten perfect scores on every test since the first day of eighth grade. Besides, I already studied while waiting for myself to heal in the medical bed today."

"Okay. That leads me back to my first question."

"I know that!" Number 1 shouted over the line. "Listen, I made a terrible mistake yesterday. I can't believe I actually agreed with you on that situation!"

"Which one?" Numbuh 1 scratched his head.

"The one about you breaking up with Lizzie! I can't believe I told you that it was the right thing to do!"

"But you didn't-"

"SHUT UP!! You need to get back with Lizzie. That's how it was meant to be. Okay, I'm glad that's out of my system. I'm going to go watch anime movies now. Bye-bye!"

Number 1 hung up on her end. Numbuh 1 sat, petrified with the phone still in his hand. He stared at it and let out a low huff.

"Well, alright..."

Meanwhile, four kids stood together in front of a giant supercomputer. The room resembled a dark room for developing photos, only this room was meant for something much more important.

"Is it done yet?" the first girl asked. She crossed her arms and flipped her black ponytail to the side. "This is getting boring!"

"Be quiet!" the kid working at the computer ordered. "This is delicate work! Dad never taught me all the steps to something like this. He died too soon all because of those stupid Delightfuls!"

"Yeah, don't remind me!" the girl argued back. "We all lost our parents to those dumb goody-goodies. I remember when we were so close to defeating them. It was almost scary that we lost."

"Come on," another girl tried to reassure. "Bringing up the failures of our past isn't going to help us now. Nothing is going to help us unless we can get this machine to work. That's the only way we can go for help."

"And THEY are the only ones that can help us," another boy agreed. "Those of the past can make this right."

Suddenly, the second girl convulsed. She grabbed herself and keeled over to the floor. Her teeth clacked together like crazy.

"Oh, my God!" the first boy shouted. The first girl and second boy perked up from their impatient trances and watched their friend writhe in pain. "Are you okay?"

"I feel a disturbance in my family history," the girl muttered. "Looks like we're going back for more than one reason."

"Back to the past...when our parents were kids."

End Transmission

Special thanks to Stacie Orrico for her song "Stuck". Stick around for the finale to the Teens Next Door Saga-Operation: TIME-WARP.