Stalker

By mkusenagi2

The story concept © 3-20-2006
Kim Possible and other Disney characters
are © Disney Co.
Archie Goodwin's Stalker character
concept isn't mine either.

I'm walking up to one of my favorite places in the world to get a bite…

In Classic Camo… and accessories…

It's been hell.

Everyone was surprised… when I signed up, even Kim.

Crazy. Graduate from college and go to Iraq.

I got through the Iraq War…

But not without a 'scratch' or two.

Learned how to take it to the enemy too.

The 82nd was a great place to learn some skills.

But Iraq was even better.

I picked up a 'gift' or two…

Mom and Dad…

Heh. Guess if anything you'd say I did it to piss 'em off… and the rest of my family too.

Got my Heart.

Medal of Honor.

Got some other things too.

Like what the enemy did to me when they caught me…

And what I did to them when I caught up with 'em.

'Sigh.'

Just wanna eat and forget… for a while.

Back home in the burg. Gettin' somethin' to eat at Bueno Nacho… and a Beer there too.

'The World's' changed since I left.

Who'da thought you'd be able to get a beer at Bueno… or a shot for that matter with your meal…

Gonna lay low…

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She walked through the doors and approached the counter.

"Welcome to Bueno Nacho! May I take your order?" Ned asked her.

"Yeah. A Naco, straight, with a shot of Montez. 'k?" she said.

Ned peered over the counter at her. "Aren't you…? Ok! OK! Naco Straight, 1 shot of Montezuma. Here or to go?"

"Here." She said as she paid. 'God! (Shudder!) Looks like the afterbirth of Country Western and Tex Mex in here…'

She slid into a corner booth facing the room and the counter. 'This'll do.' She relaxed and emptied out while she waited for her order.

She 'came to' when Ned placed her order in front of her. "Sorry about that. I had some relatives in 'Nam. You've earned the right to some peace and quiet."

"That's ok… really." She said with a sad, world weary smile.

"I put some extra steak in it… well uh… gotta go." He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sure." She said before she dug in.

"!" she was surprised to see a note folded under her Naco dish. 'Call Me. I'm in the book. Ned.'

She stared at the note and looked at him.

'He's filled out… still got the glasses… taller… wave in the brown hair… confident…' she sipped her shot. "OH YEAH. Still good."

Her mind and body focused on the pure pleasure of eating oily junk.

A shadow fell across her…

"I'd heard you were back… had to see for myself. May I?" Ron Stoppable asked her.

"Free country. Don't own the booth." She said as she looked him over. 'He's changed. Where's Kim? She's always with him… heard they got married…'

"Thanks." He slid in. "I need your help… Bonnie."

"No." she said.

"Or should I call you Stalker?"

A Temper flared in the Marianas Trench.

"Ok. I'm listening."

TBC