DISC: I DO NOT own any of the chars from KP! They belong to Disney! I Do however own the plot of this story!
A/N: This is my third or fourth KP story. I Hope everyone likes it! Any title suggestions are welcome!
"The Calm Before the Storm"
Chapter 1
Kim groaned as the blare of her alarm clock woke her from a semi sound sleep. She remembered waking up once during the night. The funny thing was, she couldn't remember what had woken her.
Shutting the alarm clock off, Kim sat up and pushed the covers off herself. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she stood. She was surprised when she felt a wave of dizziness sweep over her. She sat back down and found she felt a lot better. Taking a deep breath, Kim tried again. This time no dizziness came. Smiling to herself, she got dressed and made her way downstairs.
Halfway down, her kimmunicator went off.
Flipping it open, she grinned at her longtime friend, Wade.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" she greeted him.
"Hey, are you okay?" was his reply.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"
Wade shrugged.
"I don't know. You just look a little tired."
"I'm fine," Kim insisted, hitting the bottom of the stairs.
"If you're sure. I got a location on the gem that Drakken's after. It's in a museum in-" he was interrupted by the sound of Kim's cell going off.
"Hold that thought, Wade." Kim flipped her cell phone open and put it to her ear, "What's the sitch, Ron?"
"Hana has a surprise for you," Ron informed her, "we're coming over right now."
"Okay. See ya…" she was about to say 'in a few when the doorbell rang, "…now. Wade, where's this museum?"
"On the south side of NYC," Wade replied.
"I'm on it," Kim informed him, "thanks!"
"Kim, Ron and Hana are here!" her mother called out.
"I'll be right there!" Kim called back. She closed her kimmunicator and pocketed it while going for the front door. Opening it, she was met by a giggling Hana and a grinning Ron.
"Hey Ron," she greeted while trying to fight a yawn.
"Wow, KP, are you okay?"
"Wade asked the same thing," Kim admitted, "I'm fine. Aw, hi, Hahn, come here! Come see Auntie Kim," she cooed, taking the two-year-old in her arms. She gave her a hug and kissed her cheek.
Hana responded by cuddling into Kim and giggling some more.
Just then, Kim winced as she felt her stomach seize with pain. As quickly as it had come, it stopped. Praying Ron hadn't noticed, she continued to coe over Hana.
"Hahn," Ron said, grabbing his little sister's attention, "Hahn, show Auntie Kim what you learned. Say it for her. Go on, it's okay. Show Auntie Kim."
Hana's verbal skills had exploded in the last few months. She was talking up a storm. She hadn't said Kim's name yet though and the young adult was hoping she would soon. 'Mama, Ron although Hana pronounced it Won and cat were her main words as well as the dreaded no.
"Who's that?" Ron asked, pointing to Kim, "Who has you?"
Hana giggled before blurting out, "Kim!"
Kim's grin grew and for a minute she forgot about her bout of pain and dizziness.
"Good girl! Way to go, Hahn!"
"Kim," Hana repeated, enjoying the praise her aunt was giving her.
"That's right! That's my name. Aw, you're so smart!"
"And why not?" Ron boasted, "with me as an older brother, Hahn was bound to be advanced for her age."
Kim rolled her eyes.
"Is your big brother silly?" Kim asked tickling Hana underneath her chin.
"YAY!" Hana proclaimed, giggling.
"When did Hahn start saying my name?" she asked.
"Right after you left yesterday," Ron replied, leading the way into the kitchen.
Just then, Kim's Mom joined them. SHE grinned at Ron and made a funny face at Hana.
"Would you like to stay for breakfast?" she offered.
"Sure!" Ron replied.
"Has Hana eaten?" Kim asked, bouncing the two-year-old on her hip.
"Yup," Ron replied.
"Kimmi, are you feeling okay?" Anne asked, gazing at her daughter in concern.
"Yeah," Kim replied.
"No!" Hana announced.
"I'm fine," Kim insisted.
"No!" Hana repeated.
"You guys, I'm okay," Kim reassured all three of them.
"If you're sure…" her mother said, still unconvinced.
"I'm positive."
"Okay. Pancakes will be ready in fifteen minutes."
Ron frowned at Kim once her mother was gone.
"Hana's never been that insistent before," he realized.
"I'm okay," Kim said for what felt like the thousandth time. She followed Ron into the kitchen as she spoke.
"No," Hana said again.
'Shh," Kim soothed, putting a hand through Hana's quickly growing hair, "shh, it's okay. Auntie Kim's okay. I promise."
Arriving in the kitchen, Kim saw that her mother had gotten a high chair ready for Hana.
"All right, Hahn, let's get you set up here and Auntie Kim's gonna eat breakfast."
Hana, normally very easy going, started crying as she felt Kim set her down.
"Hey, hey, its' okay, its okay," Kim assured her niece, "I won't be far away. See?" she demonstrated by sitting down across from her.
At the unfamiliar sound of Hana's cries, Ron rushed back into the room from getting some chocolate syrup.
"What? Hey, Hahn, what's wrong?"
"She's upset because I put her down," Kim explained. Sighing, she went back over to Hana's high chair and set some toys down upon the tray, "There you go."
Still, Hana continued to wail.
"Okay, okay, its okay, come here," Kim pulled her out and settled her in her lap as she sat down.
Almost immediately, Hana stopped crying.
"Aw, she loves her Auntie Kim!" Ron gushed.
"I love her too," Kim said, "but something tells me this is more than separation anxiety."
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked.
Kim shrugged just as her mother entered the kitchen.
"Here you go, kids, eat up." She put the plates down and set one on Hana's high chair tray.
"Aw, Hahn, look!" Kim gasped. "Do you want a snack?"
Hana stared at the food wearily.
"I can feed her," Ron offered.
"Uh, Ron, I don't think that's such a…" Kim's voice trailed off as Ron took Hana from her. She braced herself for the tears she was sure would come. But to her surprise, Hana stayed quiet and ate a little for her brother. "Huh! You do have the touch."
Ron grinned.
"Thatta girl, Hahn. See? KP's right there."
Hana smiled a little while accepting another bite of pancake from her brother. Glancing up at his best friend, Ron noticed she hadn't touched her food.
Feeling Ron looking at her, Kim picked up her fork and spired some sausage and pancakes. Sticking the fork in her mouth, she had to work twice as hard to swallow it. As it went down, her stomach twisted with pain once again. But just like before it quickly went away. What was going on?" She winced again. Unfortunately, Ron saw this time.
"KP, what's the sitch?"
"Nothing," Kim insisted, "come on, let's finish eating. Wade got a location on the gem Drakken's after. He said it was in NYC.'
"Cool, road trip! We can take Hahn with us."
"Sure," Kim agreed, "we haven't taken Hana on a trip in a few weeks. I'll be right back. With that, she left to put her almost full plate of food in the fridge. Maybe her brothers would have it for lunch. They were off that day due to in service at their school.
The minute she was gone, Hana called out her name and started crying again.
Kim sighed. She shook off another wave of dizziness as she returned to the kitchen. Something told her it was going to be one of those days. And it wasn't even nine in the morning yet..