Sorry for any confusion. Very slight changes made to this chapter. To clear things up, they are seniors in high school, but have been dating for at least a year, so it's only slightly AU in that aspect.

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I blinked. Then blinked again. There was no way. This was not cool. This can't happen. This isn't happening.

The object I held in my hand told me otherwise.

"Kimmy-cub? Are you all right? You've been in there for quite a while now."

I jumped at the sound of my dad's voice, but stammered out a quick response, saying I was fine and would be out in just a minute. Taking a deep breath, I looked around, making sure I left nothing that would raise questions before I was ready to answer them, then pocketed the object of my attention before stepping out and immediately going up to my room. I was just about to let the tears go, when a familiar beeping sounded. Sniffling, I pulled the Kimmunicator off my nightstand and answered.

"What is it, Wade?"

"Bad time?" he asked, probably noticing my overpowering emotion in my face as he always did.

"What do you want?" I repeated in a tone that clearly said I didn't want to talk about it.

"Ron said you haven't been answering. He was worried. I'll patch him through."

Before I could object, my boyfriend appeared on the screen before me. It took all my strength not to lose it right then and there.

"KP!" he said, obviously pleased to see me, "I've been trying to get a hold of you for the last half hour!" Tears started forming in my eyes, "I just heard that Bueno Nacho was having this special night where the first 100 customers get a free Naco and…" I couldn't hold back the sob that had been building in my throat, "KP? Kim? What's wrong?"

"Meet me in the tree-house," I managed to get out, immediately disconnecting before he could respond.

I buried my face in my pillow and let out a few more sobs. It was all too much, too soon. This couldn't be happening. Not now. I would take facing all my nemeses at once over this.

Twenty minutes later, I had grabbed a baseball cap and pulled it down low over my eyes to hide the puffiness. Luckily, I was able to sneak past my family with no problem. It was a short walk to the tree-house, but, as it just came into view, the device beeped in my pocket again.

"What is it now?" I answered more harshly than I probably should have.

"Drakken and Shego have been spotted in the Gobi Desert," a map appeared on the screen with a red dot indicating where he was talking about, "It appears they're building some sort of laser. Are you feeling up to this?"

"I'm on it," I answered curtly, knowing Wade's question was referring to earlier. I repocketed the device before he could respond.

"Kim!"

I didn't realize I had continued walking towards the tree-house until I heard my name being called from above me. Looking up, I saw Ron's face from the opening over my head.

"We've got a mission," I said, purposely not mentioning the reason we met up in the first place. Unfortunately, he wasn't so quick to forget. As soon as he was down here with me, he wrapped his arms around me.

"Are you okay? You had me scared there."

I almost lost it again, and clung to his clothes for half a second before pushing him back.

"That can wait. We have Drakken and Shego to deal with first."

He looked at me closely for a minute before agreeing.

We both jumped out of the way as a rope ladder dropped down. Looking up, we saw a plane above us. It was the usual way our rides showed up, so we looked at each other, nodded, and started climbing.

As soon as my feet were no longer on the ground, something in the back of my head told me this was a bad idea. My body reacted in a strange way to the swaying of the ladder, but I pushed on, hoping it would be better once I was in the plane. If I could make it there, that is. I was strangely glad that Ron was always the one to follow me up these things, so that he could catch me if I happened to fall. Or attempt to, at least, the klutz that he was.

I managed to make it to the interior of the aircraft, but my gut still felt strange. A voice inside my head was screaming at me to abort the mission and leave Drakken to the other authorities, but I was famous for being stubborn. I persevered.

"Are you sure you're up to this, Kim?" Ron asked, sitting down next to me, "You look pale."

I did feel very flushed and weak, and I was panting from the mere effort of climbing into the plane, but I nodded.

"I'm fine, Ron." The look of hurt that flashed through his eyes told me that he knew I was lying. I never lie to him. I wanted to cry again, but if he found out now, it could jeopardize the mission. Of course, if anyone else knew, I probably wouldn't even be going on the mission. If my parents knew…

I stopped my thoughts right there. I didn't even want to think about what my parents will do when they find out. I couldn't even tell myself that it was only an if rather than a when. It was only a matter of time before it became obvious.

The flight to the desert was uneventful, excluding some turbulence that nearly had me losing my breakfast, especially when Ron lost his. Just the smell alone had me gagging.

"You guys ready?" The pilot asked, opening the side door as we readied our parachutes, and I readied my stomach. It was churning worse than ever as I stood on the threshold and looked down at the ground whizzing by below us.

"Thanks for the ride, Mr. Applebottem!" I yelled, before jumping. My stomach immediately recoiled and I couldn't help but retch once. A yell above me told me Ron had just left the safety of the plane and probably didn't notice.

It seemed it was my turn to pull the ripcord first and let my parachute go. The immense jerk it subdued my body to did nothing to calm my innards. I gagged a few times but managed to hold onto what was left in my stomach.

When I landed and discarded my pack and felt my legs turn to jelly.

"Kim!" was the last thing I heard before blackness overcame me.

The next thing I was aware of was cold water running off my face.

"Huh?"

"KP!" The unmistakable voice of Ron came from somewhere in the fog around me. Or was it inside me? I couldn't really tell. It was hot and the water felt good on my face. I didn't want it to stop, but it did. My stomach was churning even worse than it was before. I rolled over and vomited.

"Help is on the way, Ron." Another voice, also familiar. The Kimmunicator was somewhere near. I looked at it was being propped up by Rufus near Ron's knee. My head must have been on his lap before I rolled.

"Kim?" My name from behind me and a hand on my back as I gagged again. My stomach seemed to be empty by now, but still it churned.

"Wha… happened?" I was slowly coming back to reality, but the confusion was still overwhelming.

"You passed out," he explained lamely, "I knew something was off with you today! Why didn't you tell me!"

"I called for a ride to take you home," Wade explained from his place in Rufus' hands, "Let's just leave Drakken to -"

"Drakken!" I started to get up, but Ron pulled me back down.

"I have to say no to this, Kim," he said, wrapping an arm around my waist to hold me down.

"Listen to Ron, Kim," Wade said, "You're in no shape to go chasing bad guys. We need to get you back home and to a hospital, pronto."

Hospital? Then I remembered this morning. What I had called Ron for. What no one could find out. I didn't need a hospital. I didn't need someone telling me what I already knew.

"No!" I shouted, earning strange looks from both boys, "I don't need a hospital. I… I know…. I know what's wrong." Tears started forming in my eyes again, "It was why I called earlier," I reached over and switched off the Kimmunicator, "I'm -"

The air around us whipped up as a helicopter came into our view. Our ride back home. We both stood, with Ron keeping his hand around my arm for support. My legs were still weak, as was my entire body. I felt as though I was made of lead. The helicopter seemed a million miles away and my brain was fogging up again. I must have been slowing down or something, since Ron pushed me forward and I was suddenly surrounded by the cool metal of the aircraft. Before the door was even shut behind us, I was out once again.

This time, I was awoken by being shaken gently, with the same voice that had seen me through all this once again making its way through the fog.

"Kim? KP? We're home. Wake up. Come on, Kim…"

I slowly came to once again. The helicopter below me was still, so I assumed it had landed. I sat up with Ron's hand on my lower back and we made our way to the door and onto the grass. We had landed in an open space just a short way from my house, and the tree-house. As soon as the chopper was gone, I pulled Ron to a stop.

"What is it, Kim?" he asked, and the tears started up once again. Dang it! Couldn't I just get through this without blubbering like an idiot!

"Ron… we need to talk."

His eyes widened and he took half a step away from me. His mouth opened and closed, as if he didn't know what to say, but it was very clear as to what he was expecting.

"No! Ron… that's not what I meant. I'm not… We're still…. It's just…" At this point I lost it. Tears started pouring down my face, and I decided to just go with it, "I'm pregnant!"

He stared at me, completely dumbfounded. I couldn't necessarily blame him, but I needed more than his blank stare now.

"Please say something," I pleaded, my gaze somewhere around his left knee. When he didn't, I let out the sob I had been holding back. Tears were cascading down my face, and I let them. That was, until I felt arms wrap around me.

"It's okay, KP. We can get through this."

"But -" I started, my common sense get in the way. How could we raise a child? What will happen when my foes find out? What will happen when my parents find out? They'll kill Ron.

"No buts," he insisted, "We've fought bad guys together, and we've gotten through it all. We can get through this. Who else knows?"

"No one," I sniffled. "I thought you should be the first since… you know."

"Yeah…" he said, pulling me to him again. This time I accepted it whole heartedly.

The world seemed to shrink away and it was only us two. I know that sounds corny, but I was able to forget about telling Monique and my parents and the possible demise of my boyfriend when my dad found out. It was just me and Ron, together, the way it should be.

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