They had followed him from KND into the TND. They would have followed him into death if he hadn't been such a creep.

Prolog

He had called her, and asked her to meet him in the tree house that night. He hadn't even locked the door. He had wanted her to catch them.

They had never liked Lizzie, but as former agent number 3 Kuki Sanban said:

"No one deserves that, not even someone as annoying as Lizzie Devine."

So she left, along with former agent number 2, Hoagie Pennywhistle Gilligan, Jr.

They never talked to their former friends, and soon they were seventeen. Nigel still lead team V, but now only consisting three members. Abigail "Abby" Lincoln, number 5, and Wallabee "Wally" Beetles, number 4, along with himself, Nigel Uno, number 1.

Kuki was the lead cheerleader. Hoagie was preparing for a carer in the military as a pilot. Lizzie, now Elisabeth, dove into her schoolwork, and was going to Yale on a full scholarship. She never talked to the former KND members.

That was way Nigel looked so surprised to see Elisabeth standing outside his door, soaked and shivering.

Chapter 1.

"Lizzie."

"Hi Nigel."

She was just standing there, shivering from the cold.

"What do you want Lizzie?"

"Can you drive me to the hospital?"

He looked at her. There didn't seem to be anything very wrong with her. She bit her lower lip.

"Please Nigel."

"I'll call someone. Come inn."

He opened the door, and let her in. Elisabeth walked slowly into the living room and two faces she had hoped never to see again looked at her. Especially one face she had tried to forget for a long time now, but still after two years there she was. Beautiful as ever.

"Hello Abigail."

"Lizzie?"

Abigail looked confused as Lizzie sat down on a chair near the door. Number one came in behind her.

"Call number two, number four. Tell him someone needs a drive, and that it's an emergency."

The tall blond boy rose and left the room, almost as confused as Abigail.

"Thank you Nigel."

"Lizzie,"

"It's Elisabeth now Nigel."

She kept saying his name to reassure herself he was actually there. That she had actually knocked on his door.

"Elisabeth, would you like something to drink?"

"No, thank you Abigail."

"Number One, he refuses to come. Says you can put your emergency where the sun don't shine."

Nigel left the room, and the to girls were left standing alone together. Abigail didn't know what to say. What do you say to a girl, who last time you saw was crying because you slept with her boyfriend?

"Still an agent?"

"Yes."

They could hold hear the grandfather clock in the hall call ten times. What was she doing her? Suddenly the doorbell rang and a voice Abigail hadn't heard in a long time entered the house.

"If this is one of your tricks?"

"It's not."

The three boys came in the doorway.

"Lizzie?"

"Hi Hoagie."

"Hoagie?"

The boy came over to Lizzie and gave her a hug. Abigail knew she had been the one to scare him of, but she felt betrayed, as all he gave her was a look.

"I'll drive you Lizzie."

"Thank you."

They left. The room was quiet a long time after that.

--

Hoagie looked at the girl sitting besides him in the car. She had grown. Her long brown hair was combed back, and her big glasses were exchanged with lenses. She was lovely in her own way. Thou her skin was pale and she had bags under her eyes.

"Why do you need to go to a hospital anyway?"

"I need to take a rapekitt."

He stopped the car and looked at her. She just looked at him calmly. Her blue eyes didn't even stir.

"On your self?"

"Yes. I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this. I was so close to Nigels house I thought he or his parents could drive me."

"Are you sitting there and telling me that you were just raped? Lizzie..."

"It's okay."

"No it's not Lizzie. That is not okay, God, no one has the right to do that to another person."

She smiled sad and petted his cheek.

"That's way I'm going to take the rapekitt. So if they catch him, he can be prosecuted."

Hoagie hit his fist into the steering wheel.

"Why are you so angry Hoagie? You never liked me?"

"God Lizzie. Just because you're annoying sometimes doesn't mean anyone deserves that kind of treatment."

"Please just drive me to the hospital Hoagie. Then I won't be a bother anymore."

Hoagie started the car again.

"You where never a bother Lizzie."

She looked at him and chuckled. Hoagie was surprised he had never heard how nice her laughter sounded.

"Yes I was."

"Okay, maybe a little. But that doesn't change that what happened to you was wrong."

She laid her head back on the headrest and looked empty out of the window. Hoagie couldn't see the little bossy girl with pigtail as the quiet sad woman in front of him. He swore under his breath. He had never liked Lizzie, but he hated the new Elisabeth. Broken down and cold.

--

"You didn't have to wait for me."

"Now what kind of gentleman would I be then?"

She smiled, barely. They stopped by her empty and dark house.

"Thank you for driving me Hoagie."

"Is there anybody home?"

She shook her head. He started the car.

"You can stay at my place. I'm alone too."

She didn't resist as he drove.

--

"You have a brother?"

Elisabeth looked at his family pictures as she held the glass he had given her.

"Had, he died a long time ago."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't think about it."

She turned and sat down next to him on the couch. He took another sip of his beer. She looked at him.

"What are you looking at?"

"You. I was wondering what happened to break up the KNDs."

"You."

"Me? How?"

"Didn't you hear? Kuki and I left because we didn't like the way he treated you."

Elisabeth bit her lower lip and studied the content in the glass. Tap water never craved that much studying.

"Don't blame him, it was my fault. I held to tight, or to loose. I'm not sure which."

She looked at him, and now she was crying.

"I'm sorry I brook up the team."

"You didn't break up the team, he did. It was he we found despicable."

He sat closer and carefully dried of a tear.

"You weren't important enough to break up sector V."

She smiled, a happy relived smile.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For everything; for standing up for me in the past, for helping me out now. Thank you for letting me believe and see the good in all the bad."

He smiled. He was become quite handsome. His brown hair was short, his puppy fat had been exchanged with muscles matching a soldier-wanne be, and for the first time she noticed that his eyes were dark brown.

"Do you have something stronger?"

She placed the glass, still half full, on the table.

"If you want. Beer?"

She nodded and drew her legs up on the couch. He went to the kitchen and gave her one. She tucked a lose hair behind her ear.

"Why did he do it?"

"I don't know Lizzie."

Elisabeth chuckled.

"What?"

"It's funny hearing that nickname. No one called me that after Nigel and me broke up and suddenly everyone is calling me that."

"What do they call you know?"

"Elisabeth."

He moved closer, and started to caress her hand.

"Well Elisabeth, nice to meet you."

"No, call me Lizzie. I like it. Reminds me of happier times."

Now it was his time to laugh.

"What?"

"After everything he put you through you still think of the times with him as happy?"

"Yes. Don't you? Even if it ended sad, and I hated the way he always down prioritised me. That doesn't change that for a moment when he and I were together, I felt perfect bliss.

I was happy and loved. That's way I became so needy. I didn't understand why he didn't want to be so happy as I felt when we were together. Now I realise that he never was as happy with me as I was with him."

She looked away.

"But just because you hate the finish, doesn't change that you liked the race."

She turned and smiled a half smile.

"Nothing can change what you felt, because that is what you felt."

He kissed her. She laid her arms around him and kissed him back. He could feel she had more experience than him, she one and him zero, but she was gentle and let him take command.

He bent over her, and soon his entire body was over her, pressing her down to the couch. He turned around, and cried as he hit the floor.

"Are you okay?"

He smiled and tucked some of her hair that had fallen astray.

"Yes. Are you?"

She smiled and kissed him again.

It wasn't the alcohol. She had barely touched hers and he was used to drinking. One beer was nothing. I wasn't love either, especially romantic love. Nor was it passion. The truest description would be, need.

Need for feeling another human being who loves you. Wanting you. Needing you. Felling the good in another human being.

--

When he woke up his body was white of the salty sweat. He moved his head and saw she was lying next to him, nuzzled with an arm over his bare chest.

He tried to remove her arm without waking her, since he thought she could use her sleep, but there bodies were stuck together. She opened her eyes as their bodies unstuck.

"Can I take a shower?"

He smiled.

"Go right ahead. Up and to your right."

She rose, and without modesty she went up the stairs. When she came down, he had to admit she looked good in his bathrobe.

"Sorry I had to borrow your bathrobe."

"It's okay. You look good in it."

She kissed him on the cheek as he went passed her to also take a shower.

He knew something was wrong the second he came back down. An intuition he had from working in the KND and TND. She was standing in the hall looking straight up at him. Her lips moved saying something he couldn't make out.

He heard someone come up behind him, and he quickly took a step down and turned to fight of his assailant. It was a person, all in black, and he couldn't even tell if it was a male of female.

His attacker came after him again, and he threw a kick-punch combination. He turned to check if Elisabeth was all right when everything went black.

When Hoagie woke up it was dark and he was alone. He rose and there on the door there was a note with a knife. So melodramatic he thought as he took it down. He read it, and felt his rage almost take control over him again.

--

"Nigel."

He banged at the door, and Nigel saw quite surprised to find him on the other side.

"Hoagie?"

"How come you keep fucking up her life?"

"Who?"

Hoagie stared at him. Nigel took a few steps back.

"Lizzie."

Nigel opened the door and let him in.

Like the night before number 4 and 5 were in the living room when Nigel let his guest inn, and just like the night before were they confused of seeing that particular person.

"Hoagie?"

Nigel motioned her to sit back down, and to Hoagie to sit down, but he didn't.

"What has happened with Lizzie?"

"Someone kidnapped her. They came to my house, and took her."

"Why was she at your house?"

Hoagie just looked at her, without blinking. Abigail had to look away with teary eyes.

"I couldn't let a newly raped girl be alone at night. That's why she needed you to drive her to the hospital by the way."

Hoagie looked from one to the other, but none of his former teammates looked him in the eyes.

"So, what should we do number 1?"

Wallabee finally broke the silence. Nigel turned around.

"Nothing."

"What?"

"This has nothing to do with TND. Call the police or something."

Hoagie grabbed him and bashed him against the wall, dangling him a few inches off the floor. Wallabee rose to help his leader, but was stopped by Abigail. Nobody said anything while Nigel and Hoagie had a steering contest.

"Why do you care what happens to her? You never liked her."

"Because last night, after everything that had happened to her, she sat there and justified the crap you put her through. You owe her. We owe her."

Nigel got this smirk on his face that made Hoagies stomach turn.

"Get number three too. I'll help you if you can get the old team back together."

Hoagie dropped him, and Nigel fell like a bag to the floor.

"I don't control Kuki. I won't trick her."

"To bad. Number four. Number five."

Nigel rose, and motioned the others to leave.

"Fine. I'll ask her."

Nigel got the smirk back, and Hoagie wish he could hit him. He went out and slammed the door so hard the entire house shook. I can't believe he tricked me into this.