I hope you enjoyed the last chapter! More mix signals and misconceptions in this one :D!

I suppose I will eventually type another chapter or so by the end of this week but I don't see anything working in my fanfiction schedule….

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I sat on my couch holding my face in my hands. I felt like ever one of my nerves had been stretched to the point of snapping. My composure was gone and I felt entirely too raw and vulnerable. I just can't avoid yesterday's events. Thing's got out of control way to fast. I just hate being victim to the Universes jokes.

The news about Kim Possible being put out of action was everywhere. The media even knew about was the damage report was.

I would have probably gone and found it myself, so this was good. What wasn't good was Kim's very weakened state.

My stomach and heart twist thinking about it.

Three broken ribs the rest were fractured. She broke her clavicle. Her left hip was bruised. The bullet wound was clean and thankful didn't hit any thing super vital aside from the muscles.

A shiver ran across me.

She was admitted to the hospital not to long after I had left her in the grass with her boyfriend or whatever he is now.

I have never hated Global Justice more. Betty best be firing someone and make sure they didn't get a job involving a gun.

The good guys aren't supposed to become damaged goods unless it is done by the bad guys.

My body was shaking with rage just thinking about it. I am honestly way too protective of the girl.

I can't stop worrying about her. I want to know if she is okay. I mean I know she is but I still worry. I don't think I will be able to get over yesterday. Pumpkin scared the hell out of me.

I had never for the life of me seen her in such pain. It was just wrong. The whole situation was wrong. I should have been the one peppered with a few bullets.

She was already hurt bad and then she gets shot by accident. Fucking idiots.

Felt myself tear up some from them memory of her crying out in pain in warehouse. When the place blew I was okay but I heard the roof cave in a bit and I heard her wale. I called out to her and then it stopped. I had feared the worst. When I found her underneath a rafter I think I actually threw the thing as far as I could. I scooped her up. She was so limp. I was already having a panic attack. I finally got out of the burning warehouse. The rain had thankfully stopped. There was a good amount of distance between us and that building. I didn't trust the place.

I set her down on the grass and put her left arm back in place. I called her name a few times trying to wake her up. I am sure she needed to rest but I needed to know she was okay.

If she died on my watch I don't think I would ever be right again. I have punched and kicked her for years and never have I wanted to hurt like this. I don't ever want to.

I need to go on fucking vacation.

But so once I had determined she wasn't going to be awake for sometime I indulged myself in looking at her. She was just as much of a mess as I was. But she still was as gorgeous and pure as ever. I took my gloves off then reached out to stroked her cheek. Her skin was soft and the texture, hypnotizing. I don't know how long I caressed her.

When she woke up I tried to not touch her to much. She was trying so hard not to show her pain to me.

My protective side was showing itself. She needed to be a still as possible if she wanted to be in the least amount of pain.

After some conversation she began to cry. Something else I don't think I will ever be able to forget on my own.

It was the most heart breaking sight. Kim is a proud girl and she was not in the state to hide her misery. She tried to turn away from me to hide it. She wouldn't tell me at first was wrong and me being the idiot that I am tried to console her and I just put her through more pain.

It scared me that she was crying to the point that I was about to gush myself.

It affects you a lot when you see someone you respect beyond understanding break down into tears. I was surprised I held it together for so long.

I think I almost kissed her. I was this close to locking lips with her and damning myself into oblivion.

She even tried to tell me what was wrong but she didn't finish. She wiggled out of my arms and tried to scoot away. She was putting herself though more pain to get away from me. When she told me to go away everything that is inside of me shriveled up. That hurt me more than I wish I did. And it kept hurting when she was trying to get away from me and continued to tell me to go, like I was diseased or something.

Then when Global Justice opened fired on us I got the picture.

When that bullet hit her, I saw red. I was going to kill a few people. At the time all I could understand was a great injustice had occurred and someone was going to get punished.

But she stopped me. I forced myself to look at her instead of her bleeding leg. She was trying to protect me by sending me away. When I saw her boyfriend appear I almost choked him. Why did she want him to take care of her? I saw how she looked at him affectionately. He was so white it was disgusting. He should be stronger for her. She doesn't need to act so tough when she is obviously down for the count. She needed someone to be strong for her once.

I could be strong for her.

I could be invincible for her.

So I left quickly, knowing I wasn't needed anymore. I am too jealous of him. I knew I shouldn't be but I am.

He had her and I didn't.

And it drove me absolutely mad to see those two standing near each other.

But she wasn't something I could just steal. She wasn't some pretty diamond. She was worth more than that. All I can do is admire her from afar and try to keep harm away from her.

I can look but I sure as hell can't touch. I won't allow myself too.

I don't want to scare her away from me or have her hate me. Though I wish we were more than just enemies, I am fine staying where we are. If that is what she wishes of me. I know she doesn't really see my feelings.

If ever she asked me to drop everything and be with her I would. I am already by her side she just doesn't see me.

I got up and walked to my restroom. I took a long shower. The first shower I had taken since yesterday. I came home and passed out then woke up to watch the news.

So I scrubbed myself till my skin was raw. I stepped out of the shower and dried my hair and body.

I settled into my bed and tried to sleep but I couldn't. It was way to early and I knew I wasn't going to get a good rest anyways.

I laid there for maybe an hour. My bed wasn't very comforting tonight. Then I finally decided I would go see Kim. Or at least check up on her.

I slid from my bed and slipped on my cat suit. I still enjoy its patterns. Thing never got old.

I searched a bowl next to my door for my car keys. I have too many vehicles.

I slid into my black and green firebird and started the engine with a roar. I lived out in the more rural parts of Middleton. More land to put things on. I quickly found myself in the the suburbs. I parked behind a near by gas station and traveled on foot the rest of the way. It was quite dark outside but I liked it. I felt more in my element in the dark. I saw Kim's house from all the way down the street. It was on a hill and looked over the rest of the street in a way. The moon was full.

I saw a car turn on the street so I hurried into the shadows between two houses.

The care pulled into the Possible house. It was Kim, her mother, and her father.

Damn she looked frail. Ms. Dr. Possible held the young red head up. It was pretty dark so I couldn't see very much but I new her arm was in a sling.

She was going to be out for weeks. No cheerleading, no sports, and no fighting.

I climbed the tree in the closet lawn to her house. Once at the highest most secure branch I tore my binoculars out. I watched her bedroom window for the lights to come on. When they flicked on finally I glued the binoculars to my face.

There she was.

Kim looked fucking bushed. Her mother was helped her into the room. They spoke to each other for a moment. Then Mrs. Dr. Possible began to slowly undress Kim. It must be agonizing for the girl. Probably humiliating, too. Having your mother undress you is something you usually don't take pride in. I know I would much rather undress myself then have my mother do it.

So I watched intently. Her back was bare to be and I swallowed my breath at the sight.

Kim had bruises on her back from hitting the wall and the ground yesterday. When she turned around to have her bra unstrapped I only glimpses her torso before looking away. I couldn't look any longer.

She had angry bruise all over her front. All in different colors and size. I could see one peeking out of her sweat pants too. Fractured hip.

I held onto the trunk for dear life. The world seemed to spin around me and I felt vertigo.

My breath was labored and difficult. I could feel tears coming. I didn't stop them.

So I stayed there on top of the tree and cried till I was out of tears.

I wanted to go in there and comfort her. Tell her that she looked fine and make her dinner or something.

An hour or so later I finally climbed down feeling a little bitter on my position in Kim Possible's life. I wasn't going to see her in person for at least two months.

I hate unrequited love.

The whole situation disgusted me.

I listened to all this while writing.

Just felt like mentioning it for some reason.

Steam Machine/Around the World/ Harder Better Faster Stronger – Daft Punk Alive 2007

BYOB - System of the Down

Kiseki – Nirgilis

Paparazzi- Lady Gaga

Masochist- Pendulum

8bit - Deadmau5

Sun Feet - Eisley

Rock With You - daft punk/ Michael Jackson (it's a remix)

Bad Romance – Lady Gaga

Rainy Monday- Shiny Toy Guns (this song is perfect for this entire fic)

Unicorn Song( I cant remember the name of the chick bannd who does it but its funny)

Solar Sailor- Tron Legacy Soundtrack

Dreamer- Ozzy Osborne

The Son of Flynn- Tron Legacy Soundtrack