Hey! Imma back with a new chapter. I finally have a good idea on where I'm going with this. watch out for the sequal. yup, i said SQUAL of this story! yayayayayayayayayayay! I luv u guys! happy reading

DISCLAIMER: i do not own Kickin' It, or the whole spy thingy. But pretty much the past 3-4 chapters have been mine. except the characters.

Previously:

"Kim you're here!" My mom said.

"Yeah. So are you going to explain it to me now?" I asked.

"Yes, but I also will have to explain it to the guys to, they deserve to know."

"Alright." I sat on the bench with my mom next to me and the guys all sat on the floor around us.

"Let's see." She put her finger to her mouth and said, "where should I start."

Chapter 11:

My mom moved her finger from her mouth and took my hand. She looked at me for a second. Her beautiful brown eyes putting a hole through me.

"Kim…" she started. I cut her off.

"While you were investigating, you ran into a by-stander who asked you what you and Aunt Char were doing on the roof." I explained for her.

"Well, yes, but…" she started to explain, but again, I cut her off.

"But what you didn't know was that, that by-stander was a reporter, after you explained the situation to him, which I don't even know why you would tell him in the first place, he told his boss and they published it into their magazine and, BAM!, I'm an international story." I explain for her.

My mother looked at me, shock and amazement filled her eyes. Out of the corner of my eye, Aunt Char had a proud smirk on her face. The guys had their eyes wide open, and jaws that hit the floor.

I smiled proudly at my work and knew that I had nailed every detail and every incident spot-on.

"Wait, wait, wait." Milton started. "You got all of that from Kim…" He said, mimicking my mom's first word. I nodded my head and smiled as Milton looked at me like I was an alien.

"Holy Christmas nuts, I think I need to learn to be a spy now." He says. I laugh and turn back to my mother.

"I know there's more to the story mom…" I started.

"." My mother said really fast.

"What?" we all say in unison.

My mother sighed and looked at me with a sad smile. "Kim, me and Aunt Char…" she started, but I interrupted (again).

"No I heard what you said…"

"We didn't." Jerry said. I shot him a glare and continued my thought.

"I'm not going to live with Grandma and Grandpa in Toronto for a few months!"

"We don't know if it's going to be that long, honey." My aunt reassured me. I turned to face her.

"You said it yourself, I'm an international story it could take 6-8 months for people to stop thinking about me."

"It won't take that long Kimo, I promise." She told me.

I looked at her, then to my mother, then to my friends. They had looks that ranged from pure confusion (Jerry) to pure anger (Jack). I sighed and figured that my aunt and mother were right. If I wanted to be safe from any other type of danger, it would be better for me to live with my grandparents in Canada for a while.

"Alright, Aunt Char, mom, you guys are right. When do I leave?" I asked.

"What? You're just gunna, leave us. Here? Kim, think this through completely." Jack argued.

"I did, Jack. I'm sorry but, if I want you and the guys and me to be safe, I have to go. I'll be back before the beginning of next summer, I promise." I tried to calm him down. He stomped over to the waiting area and took a seat.

"Kim, me and your aunt are going to your house to pack your things, we leave tomorrow night and I think you need a little time to explain the situation to your friends." My mom says, pointing to a very confused group of 4 boys.

They left and I turned to face the guys. Jerry, Eddy and Rudy all had confusion written all over their faces. Typical. Milton was looking at me like I was an alien, (still). And Jack, well, we sorta already discussed that. I'll talk to him later, when all the guys have left. I thought.

"Ugh, Kim, I'm sorry and stuff but, what just happened here?" Asked Eddie.

"Yeah, Kim, are you like quitting the dojo?" Rudy asked, quite concerned.

"Guys, you know how I was in danger because of that one group, right?" I asked them.

They all nodded their heads. I looked over shoulder at Jack who was sitting in the waiting room trying to let everything that has happened today soak into his probably already cluttered mind.

"Well, because there is a possibility that I might still be in danger, I'm going to live with my grandparents in Toronto for a few months."

"What! No! Kim! You can't go to Texas!" Jerry asked.

"No you toad, Toronto's in Canada." Milton said.

"Oh my god, Kim, you can't go to the other side of the world!" Jerry said.

Milton did a facepalm while Eddie and Rudy shot Jerry confused and annoyed glances.

"Jerry, Canada is our neighboring country!" I said.

"Oh ok." Jerry said. And with that, he hugged me, said good-bye and walked out off the dojo heading to his house.

"How long do you think you'll be gone?" Eddie asked.

"I don't know a few months. But don't worry, I'll be back before the beginning of summer." I said, trying to lighten the mood. Eddie hugged me gently, grabbed his gym bag, shot me a 'See ya Kim, I'mma miss ya.', and walked out the doors.

"Kim, you can't go, you're one of my best students, we need you around here Kim!" Rudy said, tears were forming in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll train in Canada and when I come back, I'll be even better." I reassured him. Rudy smiled at me and hugged me. Then he turned and went into his office for his keys. Handed them to me and said "Please lock up, stay as long as you'd like." he said and walked out of the doors.

"Kim, if you leave, I won't have anyone who will help me study for physic exams." Milton complained.

"Milton, you can study by yourself, and that way, you'll learn to be independent." I said.

"But…" He began.

"Milton, don't make this any harder than it has to be." I said. He looked at his watch and sighed.

"Sorry, Kim but I have to go, I have chores to do." He said and gave me hug, much like Jerry, Eddie and Rudy. "Have fun in Canada, oh and don't forget to write!" He said over his shoulder. I laughed and said. "Expect a postcard from me in 3 weeks!"

I looked around and saw that the only person left in the dojo was, Jack.

I looked at him. He was a mess. His hair was stringy, his shirt was full of tear stains and he was sitting there, crying. Yes, Jack Anderson, was crying.

A/N: Have a whole new idea for the next chapters. what chya think. REVIEW! thank you all my readers.

Until Next Time!

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