Well, in this fic, Ned knows about the Hardy Boys and ATAC, if he doesn't already. I have no idea. I own nothing, of course not!, and when the lyrics start, just imagine, like, in a movie, when the scene is really loud, but it slowly fades away and gets all quiet, and you know the people are talking but you can't hear it. You just see them, but hear the music. Yeah, imagine that. XD


Ned and Joe remained frozen in the room, stuck in the threshold. Ned could only utter those two syllables, and Joe had no desire to move at all. Two men, stuck in time, one smiling and the other looking like his heart's worst nightmare just flashed before his eyes. Which, perhaps, it did.

Nancy wasn't sure what woke her up, but her dream gave her just the push she needed to figure out what she needed for the case. She sat up, oblivious to the two people watching her.

"Frank, get up!" She shook the boy next to her, sitting up, not even taking the time to realize where she'd been moments before.

"Nancy?" He mumbled through slightly parted lips and half lidded eyes. Then his eyes shot open.

"Nancy, I've got it! It was-"

"-Mrs. Fitzgerald!" She finished for him. They grinned at each other, their bright smiles identical. Then their eyes widened.

"We have to go!"

"Who knows what she'll do next!" They said at the same time, both jumping up, only to freeze in confusion and surprise when they caught sight of the two people in the entryway.

"Ned? What are you…oh my gosh! I was supposed to meet you for lunch, I'm so sorry. I just lost track of time and got busy-"

"-I can see that." Ned said dryly, his expression carefully blank, something Nancy had never seen on him before.

"How can I make it up to you?" But before he could answer, Joe called out to Frank.

"Hey, bro. We've got to go. Maniac on the loose…?" Frank's eyes widened again, and he stumbled up to his brother, rushing.

"Yeah, I know. Do you have everything?" Joe rolled his eyes, Nancy was the only one to ever have his brother this disorganized. When had Frank ever asked him if he had everything? That was Frank's job!

"Wait, I'm coming, too! I can't let you guys go on your own," the strawberry blonde declared heatedly.

"Wait, Nancy!" Nancy turned around, her eyes going wide as she'd completely forgot for a short moment that Ned was even in the room. They had no time to waste!

"Ned, dinner?" She shot out. He could only nod dumbly and then watch as the three dashed out of the room. And as much as he hated to admit it, he liked the fact that Nancy had Frank there to protect her, as well as Joe. Ned closed his eyes briefly as he thought of something frightening. That the instant connection, the crackling intensity, and the startling sweetness, were something he and Nancy had never shared. And it scared him all the more because he'd just seen her experience it with someone else, right before his very eyes.


Mrs. Fitzgerald was led away in cuffs, police lights and sirens flashing and blaring.

Remember those walls I built

Well, baby they're tumbling down

And they didn't even put up a fight

They didn't even make up a sound

Frank walked quickly over to Nancy, watching her, as she herself watched the deranged old woman be dragged away, into a black and white car. Nancy turned as she heard him approaching, her hair bedraggled, and her clothes slightly askew.

I found a way to let you in

But I never really had a doubt

Standing in the light of your halo

I got my angel now

Her hair was shining in the dim lights of stars and the moon that hung high above them all. Clouds drifted quietly across the sky, and in the moment, it was as if everything had slowed down. The sirens quieted, and the lights went out. All was dark and still and soundless. Frank reached a hand out to touch the side of Nancy's face, where a small cut had been made. It was shallow at best, but he still worried, because he was Frank Hardy, and therefore, it was in his nature. Especially when it came to Nancy Drew. Nancy's heart began to pound, beating into a steady, fast, rhythm. Stealing her breath, and sounding in her whole body, flowing through her veins, her heart pumped and bumped, on and on, and on. Everything still felt quieter, but Nancy turned back around to watch the still screaming old woman struggle against the authorities. Frank stood at her back, watching as well, with a sharp eye. Joe was in the background, watching the two as they were subtly pulled together, and made no move to get away.

It's like I've been awakened

Every rule I had you breaking

It's the risk that I'm taking

I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now

I'm surrounded by your embrace

Baby I can see your halo

You know you're my saving grace

Though no one would ever say so, Nancy and Frank looked quite striking together. He was large and sturdy, his dark hair and eyes giving him a slightly mischievous yet mysterious look. And though Nancy had light eyes, and light hair to match, she looked more mysterious than Frank himself. Her hair swirled around her gently in the small breeze rippling through the air, and her blue eyes shone with something unknown. She was light and airy, while he was dark and shadowy, and somehow, that fit for them, perfectly. To the eyes of all around, it seemed amazing that they stood, looking as immovable as statues, merely observing the scene which they'd just been a part of.

You're everything I need and more

It's written all over your face

Baby I can feel your halo

Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

Hit me like a ray of sun

Burning through my darkest night

You're the only one that I want

Think I'm addicted to your light

I swore I'd never fall again

But this don't even feel like falling

Gravity can't forget

To pull me back to the ground again

Joe looked at Nancy and Frank, small, wry, smile lighting up his face. He couldn't wait until they finally realized what everyone else was seeing in them. He could tease them, Frank especially, mercilessly. Most of all, though, he couldn't wait for them to be truly happy. They fit together like puzzle pieces, weather they wanted to or not, it was just a simple fact. Joe didn't know how they were going to get there, but he knew that one day, they'd be completely content with just each other, and there would be no walls in the way. Unbidden and image of a petite, curvy blonde girl popped into his head, turning his thoughts to his own heart. Though he didn't know that that was where his thoughts were leading him just yet.

Feels like I've been awakened

Every rule I had you breaking

The risk that I'm taking

I'm never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now

I'm surrounded by your embrace

Baby I can see your halo

You know you're my saving grace

You're everything I need and more

It's written all over your face

Baby I can feel your halo

Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

Nancy turned back around to face Frank, still feeling like everything was going in slow motion, slowing down, becoming quiet, drawing the two impossibly closer, like they were both tethered to a string that was getting shorter by the minute. Frank again reached out for Nancy, but this time to smooth her wild hair, liking the way it framed her face, even when it was a mess. Because, again, he was Frank Hardy, and it was in his nature, especially came to Nancy Drew.

Looking down into her blue eyes, for he certainly had a good few inches on her in height, he smiled a small half smile. Nancy sent the same back to him, and each could swear that the other's lit up the night around them. Fireflies leapt into the air, spinning into erratic dances and squiggly twirls, not flying quite straight, but that was okay because they were beautiful anyway.

Nancy reached out to one, and it flew away, but Frank caught it on his finger before it could get far. He held it out to her, looking like a small, shy, child who'd just given his crush a single flower he'd broken on his way to her in his nervousness anyway. She laughed, and let it crawl onto her own hand, and after a moment, they both watched it fly away.

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

Halo, halo

Everywhere I'm looking now

I'm surrounded by your embrace

Baby I can see your halo

You know you're my saving grace

You're everything I need and more

It's written all over your face

Baby I can feel your halo

Pray it won't fade away

Joe laughed to himself as he saw the firefly soar away. Of course, it would be Nancy and Frank to do something so sweetly…corny. But Joe didn't mind. Again, a little blonde head appeared in his mind's eye, and he sighed. Maybe, just maybe, he'd like someone to offer a firefly to, as well.

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

Time seemed to speed back up so suddenly it felt like it slammed straight into her back, and she resisted the urge to lurch forward. It was dark, and loud, and so, so much better with Frank at her side. But she knew her limits, and she knew her heart, and she knew her mind, and she knew that…she had to leave. Lifting her own hand to Frank's forehead, where a tiny cut was slowly but steadily healing, she traced it gently with her fingertip. They both closed their eyes, opening them when Nancy pulled away. She smiled, suddenly, a full, bright smile, that was tinged with sadness. Her eyes were bright and cheery, but filled with small tears that wanted so badly to drip down her battered, face but no, she wouldn't let herself cry. Her hands shook as she encased Frank's with her own.

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo

I can see your halo halo halo

Then, she turned, and walked away, sparing a parting wave for Joe before she full out sprinted off into the distance. And though Nancy Drew hated running away, she had an excuse for it this time. She had to hurry; after all, she did have to get to dinner.