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Quick Disclaimer: Any characters related to Kim Possible are not owned by me, nor do I gain any monetary benefit from using them in this story. Lizzy is an OC of my own creation.

Chapter 3

Previously:

"Ronald Dean Stoppable! Where have you been!" She then saw the damage on the left front of the car. "Were you in an accident? You're almost two hours late and…" It was then that she saw me sitting in the passenger seat. Immediately her voice softened when she saw the concern on my face. "Who's this?"

"Kim…" Ron started as he walked around to my door and opened it to let me out. "This is Lizzy Harris, and I think we need to go inside so I can tell you a long story."

…x x x x…

I stepped out of the car, and I'm not sure why I did it, but almost immediately my hand found Ron's, and I noticed Kim's eyes had caught my actions. She then turned around and went back inside the building, with us following. All of the others came in behind us.

When I started to take my coat off, Ron was right there to take it from me. Before he went to hang it up, he mentioned the shirt I had on. ""So you like the Oh Boyz, huh?"

At first I had forgotten I had on an old "Oh Boyz" T-shirt. "Huh? Oh… Yeah, I guess I used too. I haven't heard much of their music lately though. Occasionally I would hear it on the "Where Are They Now?" radio program in our car." I ran my hands through my dirty light brown hair in an attempt to look at least a little bit presentable. After all… everyone else in the room had on nice clothes.

"Are you hungry?" Ron asked, and I almost said no, but my stomach seemed to disagree with a loud growl.

He chuckled and responded by pulling me to the buffet that was laid out on a long table. My eyes went wide, as I had never seen so much food! Of course there was about half of it gone since the wedding party had already eaten, but there was more than enough for me.

Ron grabbed a plate and asked me what I would like. At first I was a bit surprised by him offering to put a plate together, but I quickly shook it off and started moving down the table pointing to various items that looked good.

He then led me to a large round table, and the chair he pulled out for me to sit in was sitting in a spot that had a small card with his name printed on it. I initially protested, but he insisted so I sat down. Ron placed the food in front of me, and by the time he came back with a glass of water for me to drink, I had already gone through half of my plate.

"Wow… You could give me a run for my money in an eating contest." Just as I opened my mouth to say something a belch came out of my mouth, and immediately my cheeks turned red. "Hah ha… It's OK Lizzy. In some cultures that's a compliment to the chef."

After a quick apology on my part, I then finished off the plate and drank down the entire glass of water. I put my silverware on the plate, and then as soon as I stood up with everything, Kim Possible stepped up beside me and took it from me.

"Let me get that for you Lizzy." She said, and then returned in a couple of minutes with Ron at her side.

"Sooo… are you up to telling Kim about our adventure?" Ron asked as the two of them sat down opposite of me. "I'll start, and when I get to the point that we met, you can take over… OK?"

For the next twenty minutes or so Ron and I told Kim about our adventure, with me finishing it up.

"I was so worried that you would be upset at me for causing Ron to be late for his rehearsal and dinner. Then when I heard you ask who I was after we pulled into the parking lot I just sat there looking like an idiot. I'm so…"

"Hush now Lizzy." Kim said in a caring voice. "None of this was your fault. I mean, with everything that you've gone through, I'm surprised that you're not a nervous wreck."

Suddenly I felt something wet on my cheek. "Sorry… but for a moment there you… you sounded like… like my mother."

It's hard to describe, but after telling Kim about everything that happened to Ron and I, it felt like the reality of everything suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. I was saved by a complete stranger, chased by a crazed guy who apparently had a thing for math, and I… I lost my… my mother.

Quicker than I could wipe the tears from my face that were now running like a faucet, both Kim and Ron were at my side holding me tight. It felt good, and it reminded me of when I was hugged by my parents in the same manner so long ago. Even though it felt good to be consoled like this… I still couldn't help but continue to blubber, and I hate it when I get emotional.

I lost track of time, and before I knew what had happened, I woke up on a couch in what seemed like an office. The door was barely ajar, and just outside in the hallway I could hear voices. It was Ron and Kim having a discussion about me, and it seemed to be getting a bit… intense.

"We can't turn her into Child Protective Services Kim! I realize that's the most logical and legal thing to do right now, but I can tell that she's starting to get attached. Heck… I'm starting to get attached to her! Lizzy is in a fragile place right now, and I think that giving her to a strange group of people at this point is the wrong thing to do."

Kim's voice sounded stern, but yet understanding. "Now I know the two of you went through an intense situation Ron. It's hard not to get attached to someone you've just rescued, and heck, if I was her… I'd probably start falling in love with the cute guy that just saved me as well!"

Wait… She thinks I'm… in love… with Ron? I also didn't like the fact that they were arguing over me, so I got up from the couch and opened the door, revealing that I was awake. They both looked at me in shock, and I decided to just speak up. "Excuse me, but would you like to hear my point of view?"

"Oh Lizzy… I'm sorry you…" Kim started to say but I cut her off.

"Please Kim… I know what you're saying, but I have not fallen in love with Ron here. I am more grateful than you could ever know for what he's done for me, and because of that I admit that I have some feelings towards him, but it… it's hard to explain. He… feels like something more than say a brother, but yet less than what I would feel for a father. I remember how I felt around my Dad before he died, so I know what I'm talking about. I was much younger, but I still remember. And you remind me so much of my mom Kim, that it's hard to look at you sometimes. Please, come in here with me." I took Kim's hand in one of mine, and then took hold of Ron's as well and led both into the office.

"I'll admit that I don't want to go to a Protection Agency, but it might be the right course of action. The last thing I want to do is to get either of you in trouble." I looked into Ron's puppy dog brown eyes. "Ron… I am so glad you were there to save me. You saved me in more ways than one… both from my own sorrow of losing my mom, and most likely from dying in the cold next to her. But you also saved me from my own grief. If you hadn't shown up when you… when you did…" I abruptly wiped a tear from my cheek before continuing.

I then turned to Kim. "And you, Kim Possible… I know you from the news, and I've seen the great things that you do. You've saved people all over the world. I know I'm just an eleven-year-old girl, but I don't want to come between the two of you. When I first heard the two of you arguing about me, I'll admit that I was afraid. But I was afraid of not ever seeing Ron, or even you… again." I didn't realize that I was still holding each of their hands, so I let them go and sat down on the couch I had been sleeping on earlier.

It didn't take long for the two adults that were standing in the middle of the room to sit down as well, with me between them. Getting an idea, I placed a hand on each of their thighs, stood up from the couch, went to the door and closed it. When I turned around each of them had a questioning look on their faces.

"Ron? Kim? I took a couple steps closer to them and said "I really don't want to go, but I also really want to stay with the two of you, if you'll let me. I… I saw something on TV a long time ago. It was from an old movie, but there was a song that stuck in my head ever since. It's short, but it sums up how I'm feeling right now. I need to roughen up my voice as the guy who sang it had a rough voice as well. Otherwise, it just doesn't sound right.

Nervously I cleared my throat, and then started to sing in as rough a voice I could muster, and I couldn't help but dance a little as I sang it.

Did you ever have the feeling that you wanted to go?

When you still had the feeling that you wanted to stay?

You know it was right,

Was it wrong?

Still you know you wouldn't be very long!

It's tough to have the feeling that you wanted to go,

Still had the feeling that you wanted to stay…

Start to go!

Change your mind!

Start to go again,

But you change your mind again!

It's tough to have the feeling that you wanted to go,

Still have the feeling that you wanted to stay…

Doe Ray Me Fah So Lah Tee Do!

I go!

I stay!

(by now my tears were falling again, and my voice hitched a bit between the last two words.)

I… go.

I stood in the shocked silence for just a few moments, sniffling like an idiot and trying not to bawl my eyes out. I so did not want to leave and possibly never see either of them again, but I had to go. Like I said earlier, it was the right thing to do. I just only hoped that…

In the middle of my thoughts I suddenly felt the crushing hug of two people that I had come to love in a very short time.

…x x x x…

Not long after my little 'song and dance' a phone call was made, and then Kim helped me to look at least a little more presentable. My hair was combed, and my face and hands were washed. It didn't take much longer and an older lady from the Child Protection Agency had arrived, and was now waiting for me while I was saying good-bye to Ron and Kim.

"I'll never forget you Ron." Was all I could say as he knelt in front of me.

"Hey there kiddo… We're not saying good-bye, OK? I… WE… will see you again. I know it. I not only know it, I promise it. Now let's wipe those beautiful brown eyes dry." He rubbed a tear from my cheek, and I could see that he was holding back a few tears as well. Before standing Ron gave me a crushing hug.

Kim was next to kneel down in front of me. "Lizzy… I know we've just barely met, and that I barely know you… But I feel like we have known each other for a long time. Like Ron said, I'm sure we will see you again." She also gave me a strong hug, and even a small kiss on my cheek.

She then stood up beside Ron, and it was as if their hands melded together. I truly hoped that they weren't lying to me, and that we really would see each other again.

With a heavy heart I turned around, and the older lady was patiently waiting for me with her hands folded in front of her. She gently placed a hand behind my back as I passed, and led me out of the building. I didn't look back until I was sitting in the passenger seat of her car, and there was Ron and Kim standing on the steps waving good-bye.

It had stopped snowing, and it looked like it was clearing a bit as I could now see some stars overhead. The last thing that I heard before falling asleep in the car was the crunch of tires on snow and ice.

To be concluded…

Wow… I wrote an emotional scene that didn't have anything to do with death. I believe that's a first for me.

The song "Did you have the feeling that you wanted to go?" was originally performed by Jimmy Durante.