The Island
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Chapter 4: Sunset
A
Kim Possible Fan Fic by Kwebs and The Pharaoh Rutin Tutin
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"How ... is she?" the green suited woman asked.
"She's breathing" Ron answered bluntly. "No arms or legs broken, but I think she cracked some ribs. Lots of cuts and scrapes, but I think they're all cleaned out ok. And I cauterized the wounds to stop the bleeding. She lost a lot of blood, so now I can only wait and see if she wakes up."
"WHEN! she wakes up." Shego interrupted.
"Right. By the way, thanks for starting the camp fire." Ron said as he tended the flame.
"I didn't start any fire!" the pale woman protested.
"As I was tending to Kim's wounds, I needed to grab something and…I…accidentally tripped over you. That set off a plasma burst which lit a piece of driftwood."
"Glad to be of service" Shego snipped.
Ron ignored the snippiness of her comment, "Anyway, both of you were unconscious, but you weren't bleeding and didn't seem to have anything broken. I pulled the two of you up on the beach past the high water mark and started to take care of Kim's wounds. Once I got her bleeding stopped and wounds bandaged I started looking for food and survival gear."
Shego saw a contraption suspended over the campfire that would have fit in quite well with Draken's world conquering gadgets. In fact, it was made from the exploded remains of one of Draken's machines
"I've got clams steaming in seawater in the helmet. The fenders and turret doors I hope will act as a kind of fresh water distillery. There are some mango-trees just off the beach behind you. I haven't had a chance to explore any farther than that yet."
"So Stoppable," Shego asked, "to borrow a phrase, what's the sitch?"
Ron sighed, "I lost sight of Draken in the explosion. Most of the hover car we were in is underwater. There's about half a ton of scrap metal and wire scattered on the beach, but no radio. The kimmunicator and cell-phones Kim and I were carrying are missing or broken. We are castaways, stranded on a deserted, uncharted island" he said, cringing when he recognized the cliché as he finished.
Rufus ran back to Kim, pulling a cloth off her forehead and replacing it with one he just soaked in the ocean.
"Thanks little buddy" Ron called. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
As Rufus came back to Ron, Shego could have sworn she heard the rodent squeak "no big".
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Sunset
Ron thought for a moment that watching the sunset on a tropical island was one of the most romantic scenes he could imagine. But the object of his romantic desire was still unconscious, and he was with a woman he almost killed, and who almost killed him more times than he could count.
Between the three of them, Ron, Shego, and Rufus that is, they assembled a lean - to type shelter fairly quickly. With Rufus weaving the leaves it was very secure.
Ron did not want to leave, Kim. He couldn't. He didn't trust Shego not to hurt Kim yet. So Shego went off to explore the island. In a move that surprised both Ron and Shego, Rufus went along with her. They got back just a few minutes before sunset.
"So what's out there?" Ron asked.
Shego started. "It's a small island. I know we could see neighboring islands when we were airborne, but even from the top of the hill, I couldn't see another island, so I'm guessing it could be over 20 miles to the next one. I couldn't see any sign of people. No boat, settlement, weather station, radar outpost, nothing. No land animals except the birds. There is a fresh water spring and stream just up the hill, so we won't need the distillery. You knew about the mangos, there are also bananas, coconuts, dates, and, well, we aren't going to starve here."
Ron thought about what Shego had said. "Any chance of communications?"
Shego sighed, in an almost defeated tone. "Well, I haven't tried a diving search of the hovercraft yet, but what you managed to get on land would have sent Samuel Morse back to smoke signals."
"So the only person who might know where we are is Drakken. And we don't know if he survived or if he'll bother to tell anyone?" Ron asked, resigning himself to his fate.
Before she could answer, they heard a low moan from the beach and an excited mole rat ran up to them.
"You better see how she's doing" Shego said to Ron.
"KP? Kim? KIM! Are you there KP?"
"What's the sitch?" she managed to cough out weakly.
"Lay back and don't move too much, ok?" Ron almost sounded like he was pleading with her.
Kim looked at Ron and just barely said, "Ok."
Over the next hour, Ron related to Kim all that had happened to them since the explosion. Including attempting to kill Shego if need be.
"Would you really have killed her?" she asked softly.
Ron just looked away.
"I think I would have too." Kim continued.
"One more thing KP," Ron continued "to treat your wounds, I had to take off your shirt. I'm sorry."
"Ron, even if I had enough blood to blush, I don't think I would" Kim smiled as she drifted off to sleep.
Ron smiled a bit and thought 'she's going to be alright, I love you KP.'
Ron and Shego made Kim as comfortable as they could in the shelter, and then Rufus kept watch over her.
"So Stoppable" Shego asked, "how come you seem to be so competent all of a sudden?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ron asked in disbelief.
Shego looked a little surprised at Ron's tone. "Well, to put it bluntly," she said as if this was the most obvious thing in the world, "Before today, I would have rated your survival skills only slightly higher than Señor Senior Junior or Dr. D. Where did you come up with the ability to fly the hover car, the steamed clams, which were delicious by the way, the fresh water still, the shelter, and the first aid?"
"The first aid I learned from Kim's mom, she's a brain surgeon in case you didn't know. When she realized that we wouldn't be giving up our little hobby of saving the world anytime soon, she made sure we both knew enough medicine to take care of each other. The piloting I learned on Simulated Flight 3.14159. I spent too many hours playing that when Kim was crushing on, "it". As for the cooking, well, that is one of the few things that I really do well on my own. The still was mostly just guesswork. With as much time as I've spent in the kitchen, I know a bit about steam and condensation. Building the tent from leaves and branches was something I learned at Camp Wannaweep (shudder). It may have been the worst summer of my life, but every detail of what I did there has been burned into my memory forever."
"I never would have guessed," said Shego with a small grin. "Good Night." Ron thought she actually sounded impressed.
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Authors' Notes
PRT here, folks. Not a lot to say at this point. I had a lot of this story written before Season 4 started, but never felt satisfied with the way the characters were interacting. Kwebs saw a sample, asked to help, and with just few additions it reads one hundred percent better. Thanks.