A/N: Ok, after all this time, I'm finally come back to this story. To put it simply, I got writer's block and very, very caught up with everything else going on in my life. I got to thinking and decided to give this story another go. Why? Because I rediscovered my love for the show and hated the idea of leaving this unfinished. It'll be pretty much the same story, with some tweaks here and there. Hopefully it'll turn out cleaner and better than before : )

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, only this story.

Chapter 1: Denial

K im opened her eyes slowly, sucking in a deep breath, as she traced her finger over the small plastic stick. She was currently curled up in a ball on the floor of her bathroom, trying to sort out her meddled and panicked thoughts. Anyone looking at her would have been shocked; she didn't resemble the strong, confident, cheerful girl she normally was, she looked more like a terrified child.

"You can do this Kim, you can do this."

With the test in her hands…

The pregnancy test.

She shuddered, pulling the test stick to her chest and shutting her eyes tightly, blocking any tears from squeezing out.

'Please God, please, I'm too young, I'm only sixteen, it's too soon….'

"I can't be…. I just can't be pregnant," she whispered aloud, her voice trailing off into silence. "It's impossible."

'But you very well could be…. and if you are, you'll be carrying his baby….' A tiny voice in her mind hissed at her.'

Scrunching her eyes shut even tighter, she gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the images flickering across her eyes…. disgusting, dirty things, things she wanted to forget. She clamped her forehead, and rubbed at it furiously with her hand, as if that action could wash the awful images away.

'Stop it, stop it, stop it! It think about it, I don't want to remember…'

She'd tried very hard to make herself forget, because letting go would be such relief. She hadn't told one single person about it, not even Ron, her best friend in the whole world.

Flashback

Kim sat slumped in her seat at Bueno Nacho, looking pale and exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes. She was playing with her paper napkin anxiously, completely ignoring the plate of food before her. Before she could stop herself, her eyes began to cloud with tears.

'I can't fall apart now, not on the first day Ron comes home. This is all my fault.'

For the past few days, she had barely been able to eat or sleep, all thoughts of it constantly in her mind. She'd been coming out of her room only sparingly, telling her parents she was feeling under the weather. She's sworn to herself that she'd never tell anyone, not even her best friend.

"KP!"

She looked up to see Ron walking toward her with a huge grin oh his face. He'd been visiting family out of state for a few days, and she hadn't been speaking to him or returning his calls. He plopped himself down at the table, chatting incessantly while Rufus popped out of his pocket and giving a loud yelp of "CHEESE!", proceeded to devour Kim's untouched meal.

"….I was trying to tell you all this days ago, how come you haven't been picking up the Kimmunicator? Anyway, I had to baby-sit my cousin Sean, it was a nightmare, and I'm telling that kid is sick!"

Ron continued to rant about some evil trick the Sean pulled involving his iguana, before pausing and finally taking a good look at Kim. She wasn't smiling or looking remotely happy. In fact she looked pale, even a little puffy around her eyes.

"Kim what's wrong? You don't look so good, everything ok?"

"No, I'm…fine Ron. I've just been feeling a little sick and I've missed you," she fibbed, feeling guilty at the concerned look on his face. It was better this way, this way, Ron didn't need to know and he shouldn't have to know.

Ever.

"You sure about that? You don't look too hot; I was kinda freaked for a minute. We better get some nacos in you!" Giving her a reassuring smile, he got up to order.

"If anything is bugging you though, you'll tell me though right? Promise?" He looked at her so innocently, so trusting.

"I promise, don't worry. Everything's fine. I'm ok."

End flashback

But after a while, she started getting sick, throwing up, and her period stopped. At first she was dismissive, telling herself that is was only stress or the flu. But it didn't go away, it only started to get worse, and then she had started to really get worried.

She'd tried so hard to go on with her life, she'd thrown herself into school, cheerleading, and saving the world even more than she used to. It almost worked, and with her mind so busy, she didn't have to think or remember, she could act like the carefree girl she used to be. The happy façade had even fooled herself a little, and she thought she'd be able to put it behind her.

'Now you'll have to tell Ron.'

Gathering her nerves, she dropped the test into the toilet, and then sank back against the door, breathing deeply. It wouldn't take long, just a couple of minutes, but right now, it the second felt like days.

How much longer? It seems like it's taking forever…."

She picked at the skin around her thumb, wishing she could she just run away and forget about what the results were. Unable to wait, she fished it out and gawked at it, then dropped it, unable to take her eyes off it in her horror.

Two little lines.

Two.

Positive.

'Oh no…'

She swallowed the enormous lump in her throat, her mind feeling very fuzzy and disoriented. She, Kim Possible, was going to have a baby.

'You think this is bad? Imagine what it's going to be like, telling everyone. Ron, Monique, your parents, everybody at school …they'll know you lied. You said everything was fine when it wasn't' The little voice spoke up.

Kim clutched her abdomen, feeling fear and dread well up inside her. She had a baby growing her inside her, another life. She was going to be a mother. It was a scary thought, scarier than any madman or super villain she'd ever gone up against.

'I can't be a mom; I can barely handle being around the tweebs. How am I going to raise a child?'

She looked down at her stomach and pondered a way out of her predicament. But there was no easy solution. Kim Possible had found her self in a sitch she wouldn't be able to get out of so easily.

A/N: I Don't know if anyone will bother rereading it but I do feel better about the revised version and no matter how busy I get, I WILL FINISH THIS! I changed Ron's trip from Norway to a simple family vacation, because the whole aspect of him going to Norway confused some people and with ASiT, it got a little wonky, so this is better.