Title: Taken Down
Pairing/characters: Numbuh 4/Numbuh 5. Quick mention of Numbuh 2, and, blink and you'll miss it, Numbuh 1.
Rating: G
Warnings: None, this is fluffy-angst
Word Count: 300
Summary: "You gave Numbuh Two your hat," (Ensemble; Chapter 2: Wally/Abby)
A/N: So I've come to realize how subtle the show was about 4/5. I mean 4 had a massive crush on 3, but the implicit trust and faith (and annoyance) between 4/5 was impressive despite each other's short-comings. Plus I love their bickering, playful or otherwise. A warm giant Thank you! for all the reviews, alerts and faves, you guys are awesome!

[Standard disclaimers apply.]

Taken Down

"You'll be fine, you know."

"Ah won't."

"You're already on top; it's all smooth sailing from here, baby."

"It won't be!"

"Aww, come on now! Numbuh Five's just trying to cheer you up. No point in crying."

"Ah ain't crying!"

Abby smiles fondly, "Look, Wally, I'll be fine."

"Ah know that! It-it's just not fair!"

"We'll still be friends right?"

"Kids aren't friends with teens!"

"But we'll be friends, right? No matter what! Besides, I ain't going nowhere."

"…I guess."

"So Numbuh Five was right! Things will be fine. Relax, enjoy the party!"

"This ain't a party, you know that."

"We'll always be friends Wally, stop sweating it."

He doesn't look reassured even though he's not even facing her. Abby smiles a bit, grabs Numbuh's Four hand and with her free one cups his cheek. A quick little nothing for each other. His face quickly turns red though he's trying to hide it behind an avoidant glare.

"You gave Numbuh Two your hat," He blurts, hurt. His nails bite into her skin.

"Don't grow up too fast, kid."

"Only if you don't!" He hangs his head, "Please?"

Abby lets her hand fall on his shoulder, feels the tension violently flare under her palm. His hand trembles in hers but she can't find any words for he finally meets her gaze, painfully shy and insecure, adrenaline pulses faster in her veins, her chest tightens. Abby holds her breath waiting for impact.

"Abby, I— "

"Numbuh Five? It's time."

"Yeah, yeah, Numbuh Five heard you the first time, Eighty-six."

She lets go of his hand first and squeezes his shoulder just once, "Good luck, sector leader. It was an honor and privilege working with you but Numbuh Five's gotta blow her birthday candles now."

Abby tries on a brave smile, "Sorry."

A/N: Reviews and con-crits most definitely welcomed!