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KP - Clean Slate

By LJ58

Part 3: In which Ron finds a few answers, Shego gets stressed, and things get very confusing for certain people in the wrong place at the right time.

"I need to make a call," Kim told him as Ron stood there expectantly, and promptly bolted out of the room, leaving Ron standing there alone with Shego.

They both glanced toward the bedroom door where Kim had vanished, the door having been firmly closed behind her, and then looked back to stare at one another.

"Make a call, huh?"

"You know how it is with her," Shego drawled, but Ron didn't miss the fact her usual smirk wasn't quite there.

Instead, he noted, Shego looked concerned. Very concerned.

"Should I bother asking if you know something?"

"I'll just ask you one thing, Stoppable."

"Yeah?"

"Do you trust her?"

"Of course….."

"Then why are you here?"

"Because I'm worried," he exclaimed, looking indignant. "Because the last time I checked, KP was not a….. I mean she didn't look like a…"

"Yeah?"

"Never mind."

"Either you trust her, or you don't," Shego pressed.

"Hey, she's my best friend," Ron sputtered. "She was my best friend a long time before she ever met you," he shot irritably. "I know her better than anyone else. I…"

Shego eyed him intensely.

"But do you trust her," she persisted.

"Of course I do," he hissed, trying not to shot.

"Then why are you here bothering her with this crap at a time like…"

"There's more than what I have seen," Ron retorted curtly. "There's what I haven't seen, too."

A single, dark brow rose in obviously sardonic fashion as Shego eyed him.

"I'm serious."

"Ron," Kim cut in when Shego was about to reply. "Dr. Director said she would be here in thirty-three minutes. We're not to talk your….vision until she gets here."

"Dr. Director," he frowned.

"You know. The fuzzy, one-eyed….."

"Shego," Kim sighed.

"Cyclops," Shego drawled, looking as if she weren't thinking worse of her after their earlier session. The one in which Kim managed to bring up the topic of Shego's job potential in a way that Betty Director was able to guess her thoughts without much effort.

Said senior agent ironically agreeing with Shego that joining law enforcement wasn't a very good fit for her. In the same breath, however, she had suggested that Shego might just be exactly what GJ needed for certain special operations.

Shego's response to the woman had been far less polite than her response to her wife.

That had been a week ago.

There was still no job opening that Shego had managed to fill, but she was making herself relax, and try to fit in as a more domestic partner in the new Possible household. So far. Kim still fumed over her attitude in that regard, thinking Shego needed something else to occupy her.

Shego felt Kim had too much to occupy her. She had, after all, still yet to declare a major in spite of finishing virtually all of her first year, and basic requirements of college in just a few months. That was in spite of her several electives.

Ron was eyeing her as she considered all of that herself, and she waited on his response to Kim's declaration. She could have predicted his reaction as he cocked his head, frowning, and asked, "Why does Dr. Director have to come here to answer a question I asked you."

Shego had her own reaction.

"Can I take a walk," she asked plaintively.

"Shego," Kim smiled at her. "Dr. Director isn't out to get you any longer. You don't have to run off every time she comes over."

"You means she's ch….."

"Don't even think it, Stoppable," Shego growled so convincingly that Ron almost choked swallowing that word.

"I just meant….. Well, that is….. I'll just be quiet now," Ron sighed.

"Can I get you something…..?"

"I'll get something for all of us. You sit," Shego scowled at Kim. "And I don't run from Cyclops. I just prefer to avoid the inevitable disagreement we have every time she shows that long nose of hers around here," Shego spat as she headed for the kitchen.

"Wow, KP. I thought you were the hormonal…..?"

Kim looked up from her favorite seat on the divan she had taken, and glared up at her BFF.

"I'll just shut up now. Again."

"Smart boy," she smiled.

"So…? Nothing to say about what I'm seeing? Nothing at all?"

"Dr. Director will be here soon."

"Any idea what she's going to say?"

"Ron," she sighed, rubbing her belly absently as she studied him, and tried to anticipate what Betty might do when she got here. Frankly, she wasn't seeing any easy way out of this one.

True, Ron was a longtime friend, and ally.

But, he was Ron.

She sighed as she listened to Shego moving around in the kitchen, and realized she was pretty hungry. Again. She wondered if her waistline was going to be an issue before this pregnancy was over, but her mom steamed to have managed well enough with three kids. She'd have to ask her how she did that. Or if there was some kind of short cut to regaining your girlish figure.

She was already afraid she knew the answer to that one.

"KP?"

"Hmmmm?"

"What's wrong? Because you were looking like you look when you're facing a serious problem. You do know you can talk to me about anything. Anything," he stressed.

"I know, Ron," she smiled. "And I appreciate you helping keep an eye on us….."

"There's more to it than that, KP. We're friends," he told her with a faint frown as he stood before her, yet to sit. "I'd like to think we always will be. In spite of your….."

He couldn't help but look toward Shego as she returned carrying a tray filled with tea cups and refreshments.

"Problems, Stoppable," the woman in question growled.

Ron drew a deep breath, slowly letting it out as he eyed her, looked back to Kim, and then back to Shego.

"Look, I'll be the first to admit I do not understand the…..attraction. At all. I wasn't there. I don't know what happened…. That is, what made you two…. Anyway, whatever happened," he cut himself off, "You two seem to be…..genuinely happy. I don't want to jinx that."

"Then shut up," Shego growled as she brought a tray over, and set it near Kim's seat on a coffee table.

"Shego. It's all right, Ron," Kim smiled faintly. "I do understand. And like I said, BFF, thanks."

"Your welcome. I just really wish I understood what was going on with my monkey powers now. I keep seeing….big cats. Well, not everywhere. Only when I look at certain people. Like you."

"And Dr. Director," Kim nodded.

"Yeah, and your dad. Oh, and Bonnie. Go figure."

"Go figure," Kim said, glancing uneasily toward Shego, whose brows had just gone up.

Shego knew about the cheerleading rival who just turned out to be one of the H'raaglyn in the area. The only other ones Kim knew about were her cousin Larry, and Officer Hobble. Still, even she admitted others might be descended from her species that remained hidden from her.

Just as Betty had kept her own heritage secret all this time.

"I'm more interested in what you said about what you weren't seeing," Shego murmured as she set the tray near Kim, and gestured for her to eat.

"We're not supposed to talk about that yet," Kim reminded her, reaching for a handful of the snacks Shego allowed her.

As usual, she was pushing off her notions of health food on her, but just then she was hungry enough to grab the fruit slices, and vegetables she had offered up without comment.

Shego have her a knowing smirk as she gobbled the snacks down, but kept her attention on Ron.

"That is what you said, KP," Ron nodded as he reached for a cup of the steaming tea setting before them. "This is safe, isn't it?"

"Safe," Shego sputtered.

"Well, you know what I mean," he huffed. "It's not some secret pregnant woman recipe."

Shego gaped as Kim sputtered.

"Ron," the redhead exclaimed. "That is…. The dumbest…..!"

"Give him a sec," Shego chortled. "I'm sure he can outdo himself. Again."

Ron blushed, but daringly took a sip of the dark brew.

"Not bad," he allowed as he reached for one of the carrot slivers, pointedly avoiding the fruit that Kim was grabbing with one hand as she more gulped than sipped her own tea.

"Even if it is just for pregnant women," Shego asked tauntingly.

"I…. Uhm, it's not, is it? Well, if it is, it's not bad, and….."

"Ron, it's Chamomile," Kim giggled at his expression. "Shego thinks it helps me relax when she thinks I get too wound up."

"Does it work?"

"Not really," both woman agreed, and grinned at each other.

"Oh, well, then, I guess that's why your mom never made it."

Shego sniggered at that.

"Well, that, and you were never pregnant before."

Shego had to roll her eyes on that one.

"So, Ron," Kim sighed. "Other than stalking my family, how have you been?"

"Stalking," he sputtered, almost dropping his cup now. "No, no, no. I was….investigating. Being stealthy. I wasn't stalking. Even if I am a ninja, I'm not a stalking ninja. I'm…"

"Ron. Teasing," Kim laughed at him now, seeing he had not changed too much after all in spite of the changes in her own life.

"Maybe you'd better have some more tea," Shego remarked dryly.

Ron gulped it down.

A few minutes of innocuous chatter about what they had been doing of late filled the air, and then someone knocked. Hard.

"The Cyclops is here," Shego sighed.

"How can you tell," Ron asked her as Shego rose to get the door.

"She never rings the bell. She likes banging on doors," Shego muttered.

"She does? Must be a cop thing."

Shego smirked at that one, but said nothing as she walked over, jerked the door open, and eyed the one-eyed brunette in her GJ jumpsuit.

"Do you never change?"

"Do you," she countered, eyeing the green blouse, and black skirt Shego was wearing.

"Stoppable awaits. And he said something….curious."

"I heard."

"No, you didn't. Not all of it."

Betty frowned at her, but walked into the room, and nodded at Kim. Then she looked hard at Ron.

"Look at me, Ron. What do you see? Right now?"

"A six foot-three cougar," Ron shuddered, his eyes lit with cerulean flecks as he eyed the woman. "It only has one eye, too," he added.

"I was afraid of that," Betty turned to Kim. "His monkey power is growing as he matures, and it allows him to see things as they are, rather than as they appear."

"Huh?"

"She's saying your not seeing things, Stoppable," Shego told him without even a hint of a smirk.

"Well, I thought I was. I still am," he countered, eyeing Dr. Director.

"Unfortunately, we can't just mind wipe him, either. There is no telling how that would work on a mystic ninja anyway," the head agent for Global Justice complained. "Not to mention the fact that Master Sensei would probably have a fit if we tried."

"He knows?"

"He does," Betty nodded at Kim.

"Oh. Well, I guess if anyone else would know, he would," she allowed.

"Indeed. So, Stoppable," he was told as Betty took a seat on the couch near him, and facing the women on the divan. "Ready to hear the most unlikely story of your life? One you cannot ever share with anyone else?"

"You mean besides half the stuff me and KP have done? Or besides being a mystical monkey master, which I didn't realize you knew about," he said with a frown.

"Touché. The point is, Kim and I are part of a secret you can never expose. Not to anyone."

She then went on to explain, twice, how their ancestors had come to the planet thousands of years ago seeking a refuge. How they assimilated for the most part with the humans there, and even managed to become a part of their world. Some, true, still lived apart, but few bothered any longer. It was much easier to mask themselves as human, and join the greater population of mankind.

Ron finally absorbed all that was said, but then he shook his head.

"That still doesn't explain what I wasn't seeing."

"That's the part I was talking about. It has me feeling…..uneasy just hearing it," Shego told her.

Betty, who knew well enough Shego's instincts were usually as good as any, if not better, nodded.

"Go on, Ronald. What are you….not seeing?"

"Well, while I was…..investigating Kim's family….. Not stalking," he stressed, eyeing Kim. "Investigating."

"Ron," Kim sighed.

"I noticed this car kept circling your dad's place," he went on when Betty just stared at him, saying nothing. "Then, later, I noticed it was parking down by the old Carlyle place behind those overgrown hedges. You know, the ones that I always ran into when I learning to ride….."

"Ron," Kim scowled, as all three groaned now.

"Okay. Okay. The point is, while I was looking….. You know? I saw Mr. Dr. P looking like a big cat. I saw the neighbors looking like…. Well, like they look. But the guys in that car? It was like they weren't there. Weren't…..real. They were….blank. Or something."

"Damn," Betty hissed.

"Dr. Director," Kim asked.

She held up a hand as she rose to her feet, grabbing the radio on her belt.

"Agent Du, we have a priority Omega-1 at the Possibles. Possible alien sighting. I say again. Possible alien sighting. They will be in a….."

She turned to Ron.

"Gray, four door Chrysler," Ron told her.

"Gray Chrysler sedan. Agent Du, full containment procedures. But go hot. I'm on my way."

"Dr. Director," Kim asked again, starting to rise.

"Not now," she turned to cut the redhead off. "Shego, Ronald, I need you to stay here, and lock down this apartment. I think I know who they are, and if they are who I think, then Kimberly is in mortal danger. Because if it is them, they came for her."

"What," all three exclaimed, but Betty was already gone.

Ron and Shego both stared at her, but Kim just stared back in genuine confusion.

"But I didn't do anything," she sputtered.

"You know, that's just how I felt when I started finding out I had monkey mojo," Ron told her sagely.

Kim just stared at him.

"I think we'd better take Cyclops serious until we figure out what's going on," Shego said grimly as she went to arm the apartment's special security. "Stoppable, close the windows, and drapes. Kim, you stay away from the windows. Just in case."

"But….."

"Stay," Shego snapped, pointing at the divan.

"Man, this tanks," the redhead grumbled, sitting back on the divan, and glaring as she crossed her arms.

"You know, KP," Ron said with a smile even as he moved to obey Shego and start closing all the blinds and drapes. "I know exactly how you feel."

"Somehow, Ron," she grumbled, "I doubt that."

"Oh, well, except for the being pregnant part. Oh, and being married. And being a girl. Otherwise….."

"Ron," she grumbled.

Shego didn't even smirk at their byplay as she headed to her bedroom to change.

Just in case.

To Be Continued….