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Chapter 4

"Exactly who you are?" Dr. Director said as she leaned back in her chair. "That's quite a question there."

"Really? How so?" Kim's eyes narrowed a bit in confusion.

"Well, you see Kimberly, your life is quite… how shall I put this… interesting. I know if I heard it for the first time, I probably wouldn't believe it."

"I really want to know Betty. Please." The hint of a puppy dog pout was forming on her face.

"How can I refuse a face like that?" Betty Director said with a light laugh. "OK, here we go…"

For the next hour or so Dr. Elizabeth Director told Kim Possible her entire life story, from first joining a cheerleading squad, to her first mission, and all the way through the Lowardian invasion about 6 months ago. It was only when she had reached the subject of her dating Ron Stoppable did Kim interrupt.

"Did he have blond hair and freckles?" Kim asked.

"Why yes, he does. Do you remember him?"

"Ssssort of. I had a dream about a young boy with that description, but I had no idea who it was."

"Well that's a good thing. It seems that part of your memory is coming back to you. Apparently some of it is through your dreams."

"But you say that we've dated for almost a full year?" Betty nodded. "But… wouldn't I… feel… something for him?"

"You don't?" Was the short answer.

"I do feel something towards this person… but it's hard to put a finger on it. I feel like I could trust him with my life, and that he would protect me from almost anything… but if that's the case, why isn't he here with me? Right now?"

"Remember I said he was sick…" Betty started to say.

"But yet if he was just sick, I would think he would be doing anything to find me at this point. I have this feeling that this guy would have to be on his deathbed to not be with me right now." Kim's mind was whirling at this point. "I know I feel love, but I'm not sure who it's actually for!"

"Kimberly…" Betty said as she lay a hand on the redhead's fore arm.

"The person I love would take care of me, and offer me everything I need." Bells started to go off in Elizabeth Director's head, but she wasn't sure why. "They would be there for me in my darkest hour of need. They would be with me right here, right now."

"Kimberly…" Betty said trying to interrupt the young girl's train of thought, but Kim just kept going with nary a breath taken.

"This person would be…" Kim was now looking right into Betty's dark eyes. "You." Before Betty could move, Kim shot forward and planted kiss right on her lips!

The kiss was quick, yet more than a peck. It wasn't lingering, yet it had substance. There wasn't any attempt at anything naughty with her tongue either. The kiss was so full of emotion that Betty was almost lost in the feel of the young girl's lips on hers, and then she finally came to her senses, and gently pushed Kim away.

"Kim…" She said almost feeling out of breath. "I don't think…"

"It's all so clear to me now! This Ron is my sidekick, yes. But do I love him? Probably something more like a brotherly love. But you were here for me Betty. You took care of me, not him. You healed my wounds, not him. You saved my life… not him."

"Kim… I really don't think this is right. I mean… do you even… like girls?" By now Betty's cheeks were flushed, but more from surprise at being caught off guard than anything else.

"I… don't know about that." Kim said with her face looking down. Suddenly her piercing green eyes focused once again on Betty. "But I do believe that what I feel should be directed towards you. I love you, Dr. Elizabeth Director!"

With a perplexed look on her face, Betty quickly stood from her chair. "I… I think I better go now Kimberly. OK? I'll… be back around noon. OK? I need to check on a few things, and then I'll bring you some lunch. I'll be back about…" She looked at her watch. "12:30. Is that OK?"

Kim looked up at her and nodded. She continued to watch Betty as she left the room.

…x x x x…

"OK, that did not go as planned." Betty Director said to herself as she walked down the short hall to the small Study she had in the cabin. Immediately she went to a shelf full of books and pulled down a thick one that had two words in large print on the cover, "Basic Psychology".

Flipping through the pages, she finally came across what she was looking for and began to read a loud. "Emotional Transference. Yada yada… That definition doesn't work in this situation… here we go. '(in psychiatry) an unconscious defense mechanism whereby feelings and attitudes originally associated with important people and events in one's early life are attributed to others in current interpersonal situations, including psychotherapy.' I knew I had remembered reading about this in my psychology class!"

After reading a bit further, Betty also found out that discouraging the feelings of the patient can be either beneficial in helping the patient get better, or they could become detrimental if they are not taken care of immediately before it's gone too far.

"OK…" Betty said breathing out and setting the book on her desk. "It's time to get everything out in the open. First, I'm going to have to contact GJ again and tell them everything I know."

She then went to her communications equipment, which was about one generation older than what her office at GJ Central had. It was the only piece of electronic equipment in the cabin, and she preferred it that way. She only used the equipment as a basic HAM Radio setup, and she had been completely surprised when she picked up the transmissions between Gulf Niner Niner, and GJ's tower. Quickly she pulled a small cassette tape from the unit and replaced it with a new one. She would need the conversation she had recorded to give to GJ to prove Kim's innocence in the downing of the civilian aircraft.

In a way she was glad that she had taken her vacation when she did, as no one would have been there to hear and record those critical communications, or lack thereof. Yet, she felt that if she wasn't here at the time, then Kimberly wouldn't be in love with her, rather than her boyfriend Ronald.

Betty Director took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "If I hadn't been here, Kim would have surely died from her injuries. Yet since I was here and nursed her back to health, it seems that with her head injury and loss of memory, this has caused her to transfer the feelings she felt for Ron to me. This is not what I thought my vacation would be like at all."

The Director of GJ sat down hard on her chair, and placed her head in her hands mumbling, "Betty… what have you gotten yourself into this time?" She then leaned back a bit in her chair, and then got up and walked back over to the small communications console, dialing in the correct frequency to contact GJ Headquarters.

Betty never noticed that the only other pair of ears in her small cabin were not in the room where she had left them. They were just outside of her door.

…x x x x…

Commander Erickson and Commander Matthews looked at each other before walking out of the room that overlooked the interrogation room where Will Du and Ronald Stoppable were. They both knew that Du had taken things too far at this point and something had to be done. They walked into the interrogation room just as Will was setting his chair upright.

As soon as Will saw the two Commanders enter, he snapped to attention. "At ease, Du." Commander Matthews said, and Will dropped his salute.

Commander Erickson spoke next. "We witnessed your altercation here with Mr. Stoppable, Agent Du… and we have some concerns about your ability to continue with this investigation."

"Sir…" Will said, "I was on the verge of…"

"You were on the verge of nothing, Du." Commander Erickson growled. "We have seen a report from a civilian source that young Mr. Stoppable here was actually home sick for the past few days. He knows nothing of what happened with Miss Possible."

"But sir, I never saw…" Will started to say, but was once again cut off by his superior.

"You never saw what you didn't want to see." Commander Matthews said, and slapped a manila folder down onto the table. "This report was available when you returned from… collecting… Mr. Stoppable. You had every chance to look at this report while this young man was in our infirmary, but you didn't even look at it."

"But Sir… I was busy with…" Will tried to explain but was once again cut off.

"Watching some animated cartoon." Will's eyes went big at this statement. "Oh, have you forgotten Du? Standard procedure when a member of GJ has an individual on campus for interrogation is that both individuals are under constant surveillance to assure there is no contamination of either party before said interrogation could commence?"

"But sir… As you just said, I couldn't contaminate my knowledge of the situation by reading a brand new report that wasn't confirmed yet." Will's voice rose a bit as he was getting quite nervous at this point.

"Look closer at the first page of that report, Du." Will opened the folder, and sure enough, on the top right corner was the small official stamp of GJ showing that the report was indeed confirmed.

"But…" Will stammered, "I thought that standard procedure was that the confirmation stamp was on the folder itself, and not the report, sir."

Now it was Commander Erickson's turn. "And regulations state that when any information is placed on an interrogator's desk in an unmarked folder that the first page of the enclosed report must be viewed to confirm that the report itself was confirmed?"

Will groaned. "The regulation of confirmed confirmation."

"Exactly! Now release Mr. Stoppable here as we have no reason to be holding him in our facility." Will complied, all the while trying not to look into the smug face of one Ronald Dean Stoppable.

…x x x x…

Meanwhile in the Communications Annex Building, an operator received a call on a rarely used frequency. She was completely surprised to find out that non-other than the Director herself was on the other end of the line wanting to speak with Commander Erickson, Commander Matthews, and Agent William Du.

Hopefully to be concluded in the next chapter…

I've resigned myself to the fact that story was destined to have short chapters. Oh well…