Well, you asked for more. This is set during the episode Citizen Khan, but with Eliza inserted and how I imagine her reaction to the identity mix-up. Enjoy!

As the voice on the phone broke off, Khan hung up. "Well, I suppose I should investigate my untimely abduction." This should be interesting. The only matter now was his niece who had gone to bed an hour ago. He didn't feel comfortable leaving her in the tower alone. He could always leave a bodyguard, but if he was going to need pilot to get to the town, he'd be paying two employees for overtime.

"Oh well. If she's on the plane, she'll stay out of trouble."

It took a few nudges to get Eliza out of her deep trance. "Wha?"

"Get up." Despite her haze, he recognized her uncle's voice. "We're going on a little trip."

"It's the middle of the night," Eliza yawned.

"Which is exactly why I can't leave you alone." Khan switched the lights, causing Eliza to yelp at the sudden brightness. "Come on. You can sleep on the plane."

"The plane?" Eliza rubbed her eyes. "What for?"

"To investigate my untimely abduction." He smirked, when her half-lidded eye slightly rose. "That woke you up, did it?"

Eliza sat staring, dazed from her rude awakening. Either he's overworked or I'm dreaming.

On the plane, Eliza curled up on the couch with a pillow and blanket. At first glance, Khan looked like he was asleep in his chair, but his fingers were tapping the chair's arm, pondering the phone call. No doubt an imposter situation. Hard to imagine anyone resembling him, but people would take foolish steps to get what they want. What was most baffling was why his own employees would want to abduct him.

The sound of cloth falling interrupted his thoughts and drew his attention to his niece. She had turned over, sprawled on her stomach, arm dangling on the side of the couch, and the blanket heaped on the floor. Khan let out a light chuckle. Silas did the same when he was young. Probably still did. He picked up the blanket and draped it back over the sleeping girl.

After a couple hours, when the sun aligned with the horizon, Eliza's eyes fluttered open. A tired moan alerted her uncle.

"Awake already? We're not there yet, so you can still rest."

But Eliza was too busy staring at the window beside him. She bounded off the couch as if she hadn't been groggy earlier and peered out the window. "Wow, what a sunrise!"

"Hm?" Khan followed her gaze from his seat. Indeed, the plains below them gave a clear view of the pink sky highlighted with purple. "Yes, I suppose." He rarely gave the view any thought unless he was overlooking the city he owned. That wide-eyed innocence amazed at something so trivial gave a new perspective.

Eliza got lost in the view for another ten minutes before she remembered the reason they were here. "So, why are we here?" She kept her eyes out the window. "I was half-asleep, so it sounded like you said we were investigating your abduction."

"You heard right."

Eliza spun around with her a raised brow.

"I got a call claiming the miners from my silver mine snatched me," he added.

"You don't have a twin, do you?"

"We'll find out. And you're staying on the plane while I investigate."

Eliza's shoulders slumped. "Can't I just-?"

"No." His firm monotone made the message clear.

An hour later, they were landing in the middle vast, bare plains. The only thing worth their attention was a small, battered town that reminded Eliza of a western movie. A short and squat pig and lanky dog in police uniforms and cowboy hats, loaded bags of rocks onto an oddly shaped plane. Khan waited behind the doors with the lights dimmed, ready to exit once they landed.

Always one to make an entrance, Eliza chuckled. Once her uncle stepped out, she crept to the open doors, peering just enough to see the three men without revealing herself.

"I thought you was down with the miners," said the skinny dog.

"So, I've been told," Khan replied.

The skinny man turned to the pig and lowered his voice, but whatever he said was cut off by his boss clamping his hands over his lackey's mouth. "Oh, Mr. Khan," he said. "What a surprise. We were just about to inform you about some problems we've been having with an imposter."

"I would very much enjoy meeting myself," said Khan.

So would I, Eliza thought, still bitter about missing out on the investigation.

"Can you arrange it?" asked Khan.

The sheriff backed away, stuttering. "Well, I'm not sure we can lay our hands on him right now, you see- "

At that moment, the ground rumbled as if a giant mole was burrowing from the depths of the earth. No one noticed Eliza stumble out of her hiding place. It was impossible to notice anything other than a huge drill attached to box crudely constructed of old boards emerging out of the ground.

The back opened to reveal a smiling face and an excited, "Last stop, everybody out!" Eliza recognized him as Wildcat, Baloo's excitable, childish mechanic whom she had met on her last visit. So, it was no surprise when Baloo and Kit climbed out after him, along with several tired-looking people with mining helmets.

"How nice of you all to drop by," said Khan, sounding annoyed.

"There he is, Mr. Khan," the sheriff pointed in Wildcat's direction. "The imposter! The low-down varmint who was trying to steal your mines!"

Eliza tilted her head to get a better look behind Wildcat, but she couldn't spot her uncle's doppelganger. Unless they meant…no, that was just ridiculous.

Though his back was facing her, she could almost sense the lack of amusement in her uncle. She could also hear it in his tone. "You mistook him for me?"

Eliza clapped a hand over her mouth, but a laugh had already escaped. Fortunately, everyone's attention was still on the accused "imposter." They can't be serious.

"And, er," Khan nodded to the other people. "Who are these?"

"We mine your ugonium," a giraffe replied.

"Ugonium?" Khan smiled. "How interesting. Why haven't I heard about it?"

"Well, uh, you see," the sheriff stammered, before yelling "Run!" He and his dog lackey leapt aboard the odd plane, which gave off a horse-like sound as it took off.

"Don't worry, Mr. Khan," said Baloo. "We'll get em!" He took off for the Sea Duck with Kit and Wildcat close behind.

At the same time, a young cat woman in a cowgirl outfit approached Khan. "So, you never told the sheriff to mistreat the miners?" she asked.

"My dear," Khan smiled, "I desire only money and power. Unpresentable employees provide me with neither."

Eliza grinned. She knew he was good person…in his own cynical, greedy way. But he did care about his employees.

The woman finally noticed Eliza and her eyes widened. "I didn't know you had a daughter."

Khan turned toward the plane, eyes narrowed. "If I did, she would be better at following directions."

Eliza shrugged and approached the two adults. "You didn't say I couldn't listen."

"I see." To the woman, he said, "This is my niece."

"Oh," the woman nodded, smiling in realization. "I thought I saw a resemblance."

The two Khans looked at each other and shook their heads, not believing it. Still, they probably looked more alike than….

"By the way," Eliza asked the woman. "Did they really think Wildcat was-?" she trailed off, sniggering. The woman nodded and looked back at the Sea Duck pursuing the horse plane. Normally, such excitement would grab Eliza's attention, but she was too busy concealing a snicker.

Khan's eyes were on the two planes, but from the slow, warning way he spoke, it was clear where his attention was. "Not. A word. Out of you."

"Mhm," Eliza pressed her lips together. At another time, his tone would have silenced her in a heartbeat. Now, it seemed to have the opposite effect. Unable to contain herself any longer, she reeled over laughing. "I'm sorry!" she gasped, clapping a hand over her face. "There's no way-" before she could finish, she broke into another fit, clutching her stomach.

Khan sighed and shook his head. He let her carry out her glee before dryly asking, "Are you quite finished?"

Eliza straightened, taking a deep breath and wiping tears out of her eyes. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Good, because the plane's falling."

"What?" The comment snapped her out of her amusement, and the explosion sent a shockwave through her body. She relaxed when she saw that it wasn't the Sea Duck that had fallen. Still she hoped the no one had gotten killed, even if they were criminals.

The Sea Duck landed and Baloo, Wildcat, and Kit stepped off, waving at the watching crowd.

"All fixed, Mr. Khan," said Baloo. "Best send nab them while they're down for the count." He pointed a thumb at the two criminals climbing out of their vehicle, scorched but alive.

Eliza sighed in relief before she greeted her friend. Kit returned the greeting, only to clap a hand over his mouth, snickering.

"What?" Eliza furrowed a brow.

"Nothing." But a giggle escaped Kit's hand.

Baloo followed with his own signature greeting. "How's it going, Lizzie. Woah." Like Kit, he tried to cover up a chortle. "Did you fly through a tornado or something?"

"What are you talking about?" Out of the corner of her eye, she caught her reflection in the shiny side of the Khan jet. She spun in horror to get a full view of her hair. She hadn't thought to fix it since she woke up, and now she could see how mussed it was. Like Baloo said, she looked like she came out of a tornado. She whipped around, aggressively combing her fingers through her scalp. Kit and Baloo sniggered behind her. When she looked at her uncle, a smug look plastered his face.

"You could've warned me," Eliza grumbled.

"Consider us even."

As the sun reached the peak of dawn, the two Khans and the two bears watched the cat woman, Clementine. Now promoted to foreman, she directed the new miners to their work. A fitting punishment for the former sheriff and his lackey. Wildcat spoke to Clementine, but no one heard what he said after Khan's sigh drew their attention

"In gratitude for uncovering this subterfuge," said Khan, folding his hands behind his back, "I suppose I can reimburse you for your kumquats."

"Well, that's real decent of you, Khanny," Baloo replied. "And I promise I won't tell a soul."

Kit and Eliza exchanged grins as the adults spoke. While Kit and Baloo had helped Khan out of some past scrapes, they still hadn't forgotten the times they were at odds. It looked like things would stay smooth for a while.

"And where's that mechanic fellow?" asked Khan, who hadn't been paying attention to the couple by the mine. "I want to thank him too."

"Well, Mr. Khan," said Kit. "I think you better ask your new foreman."

Kit gestured toward said foreman, who was locked in an embrace with the mechanic. One look into each other's eyes, and their lips met.

"Aw!" Eliza squealed. "That's so romantic!"

"Eh," Kit shrugged, trying to hide his grin. "It's okay I guess."

Eliza nudged an elbow in Kit's side. "You're hopeless." She shook her head as Kit chuckled.

Khan had no problem with his employee being romantically tied with Baloo's employee, but he had mixed feelings on the children watching the couple kiss. He already had his suspicions before, but the way they interacted...he wasn't ready to see her grow this fast. Not when he only had her for two months.

They're just friends. Khan reassured himself. They were too young to even consider anything more. Just when he felt one weight lift off his shoulder, a literal weight took its place. Baloo had also noticed the kids bonding, and was now leaning on the tycoon.

"They grow up so fast," Baloo sniffled, wiping away a tear.

"Indeed," Khan drawled, grasping the bear's sleeve with his fingertips to move the thick arm off his shoulder.