A/N: Some of you may have noticed that I haven't brought up Ron's Jewish heritage as of yet. I don't know if I will bring it up, but I might. It's not really all that important to my story, but I could work it in. Honestly, I don't know much about Judaism, so it means a fair bit of research on my part to do so. I am willing to do it though. Any thoughts on this subject would be appreciated. Also, I am again sorry that this one took so long. I've got a bit of a cold, and before that, I've still been real busy with work. Plus, I recently rediscovered the awesomeness that is Civilization IV.

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Kim Possible. Disney does. As for themes from any other works of fiction, I don't own them either. I don't own any fictional material period.

The Prometheus Files Chapter 11: The Big Date

Ron slept quite well after his conversation with the Possibles. He didn't think it could have gone any better. They accepted him knowing exactly what he had done and he got their permission. Ron shot out of bed fully awake, an extreme rarity for him. He usually had trouble waking up, except during the most extreme emergencies. Well, it was hard to get more extreme than this sitch. It was time to get ready to propose to the love of his life, The Kim Possible.

Ron once again found himself in the jewelry store in Upperton. This time, however, he wasn't browsing. He knew exactly what he was going to buy. He walked up to the counter, waiting for the salesman to come over to him.

"Ah, welcome back, Mr. Stoppable, here to browse some more?" The salesman inquired in a pleasant tone.

"No, today I'm here to… Wait, how did you know my name?" Ron asked, with a sudden look of confusion and concern on his face.

"While Miss Possible may be more famous, you, her partner, are almost as famous." The salesman replied matter-of-factly.

Ron was pleased that he could be recognized in public, but his euphoria was quickly turned to fear at the next thing the salesman said, fear that Kim may have heard something.

"If you're not here to browse, then are you finally going to buy that engagement ring for Miss Possible?"

Ron sputtered, coughed, and almost fainted. "Wa, what ring?" Ron finally managed to blurt out.

The salesman reached under the counter and pulled out the exact ring that Ron was planning on buying. "Why, this ring, of course. From the moment you came in the first time, you have looked almost exclusively at this one. A fine choice I might add." Seeing the look on Ron's face, the salesman quickly added, "Don't worry, no one outside of this store knows anything. As a fine jewelry store, we understand the importance of keeping such things secret. Even our security cameras are completely off the grid. Impossible to access remotely."

Ron visibly relaxed. By his voice, Ron knew that the salesman could be trusted. And if the security cameras were indeed off the grid, Ron knew that even Wade couldn't access them. "Well, thank you. And yes, I would like to purchase that ring." Ron pulled out his check card and went to the register.

The salesman quickly closed the small black box with a dark velvet interior that held the ring. He placed the box in a nondescript, small paper bag and went to the register. After ringing up the purchase, the salesman took the card from Ron and slid it through the register's card reader, which quickly stated that the transaction had been completed.

"Thank you for you business, Mr. Stoppable," The salesman said in his pleasant tone.

"Thank you," Ron replied, his voice betraying some inner conflict.

"Mr. Stoppable," The salesman called as Ron turned for the door.

Ron turned back to face the man.

"Good luck," The salesman said, smiling brightly.

"Thanks, but I hope I won't need it."

"You probably won't," the salesman stated before turning to help another customer.

Ron walked out the store, and proceeded to call a taxi. His scooter had been destroyed, and he didn't yet have a replacement. He could fly, but he figured that keeping his powers a secret was probably a good idea, at least for now. Plus, he had to meditate for a while before he could do anything beyond a little floating. His mind going back to the ring, he discreetly removed the black box from the paper bag and placed it in his pocket. He discarded the bag and hailed a taxi.

Upon arriving home he began to enact his plan for proposing to Kim. He already knew exactly how he wanted it to go. He would take her to one of the nicest restaurants in Upperton. He would make arrangements for a secluded table in the back of the restaurant, with their own private waiter. With their celebrity status, he knew that he would have to work extra hard to everything a secret. He did not want this night to be ruined by the press. Luckily, money could keep mouths shut, and he was more than willing to spend his veritable fast-food fortune on Kim. He picked up the phone and called the restaurant.

After the long meeting at Club Banana, Kim was very tired. Or perhaps she was bored. It was late, yes, but she hadn't done anything strenuous that day. She figured it was due to how utterly boring the meeting was. Realistically, there was no reason for her to be their. Monique was quickly climbing the ladder, especially after designing Kim's new mission wear. Coco Banana himself had shown an interest in hiring her as an apprentice designer. Kim on the other hand could do her job, but she wasn't going anywhere. In a little over two months, she wouldn't even be working there. There was really no reason for her to be at that meeting other than to congratulate Monique.

When she got home, her brothers were still at Wade's. Inside she wondered if they were at Wade's or maybe at GJ HQ. She decided that she didn't really care; they would be safe either way. She found her parents in the living room talking in a hushed manner.

"Okay, what's the sitch?" Kim questioned as she literally jumped into the living room.

Startled, Kim's parents had to think for a moment before responding. "Uhh."

Kim didn't give them enough time to think however. "Did the tweebs blow something up again? They didn't hurt Wade, did they? If they did, boy are they…"

"They boys and Wade are fine honey. At least as far as we've heard. They're going to spend the night at Wade's and maybe most of tomorrow too," Anne said, silencing her daughter. "As for what we were talking about," Anne smiled at her husband and placed her hand on his leg. "Well, we thought we were alone."

"Errrgh, ugggggh. I don't even want to know. I'm going to bed. Good night guys." Kim replied in disgust.

Anne and James looked at each other and chuckled. Anne was telling the truth, but Kim had no idea what they were really thinking or talking about. They had been talking about Ron, and were wondering when he was going to propose. After a quick kiss, Kim's parents proceeded to go to bed as well.

Kim woke up late the next morning, very late. She had been dreaming about Ron again. This time, there was no doubt about what the two of them were doing in her bed in her dream. She was enjoying it immensely. "Well, considering what we did the night before last, I guess dreams like this are expected. I almost wish they would come true." Kim quickly spoke aloud, "Did I really just think that?" "I guess I did think that. I also don't seem to regret thinking it. I wonder what Ron will want to do today." Looking at her clock, she saw that it was almost noon. Once again she had slept in way past her normal wake up time. She was usually a morning person. "Does Ron have that much of an effect on me, that I can't wake up while dreaming about him. Well, of course he does, I love him. But still-" Kim almost jumped out of her bed when she heard her phone ring.

"Morning, KP, how was the meeting?" Ron's jubilant voice inquired.

"Boring as the batting cages and as dry as Hego's monologues. How was your day?"

"Busy, real busy," Ron replied, completely ignoring the crack about the batting cages.

Kim noticed something strange in his voice. Apprehension? Nervousness? What was Ron hiding? "You ready for our usual nightly routing?" Kim purred.

"Er, I actually thought we should do something else." Ron said, knowing full well what she meant, and just how enjoyable that would be.

"Oh, something else, now just what could that be?" Kim's voice took on an even more seductive tone.

"Uh, not something like that, though that sounds like a bon-diggety idea. I actually have reservations for two at The Upperton Club." Ron replied.

"The Upperton Club," Kim thought, "That's the best premier restaurant in the entire tri-city. It's also the most expensive. Granted, Ron can afford it, but he's never taken me someplace so nice. I mean I never really cared for that sort of thing anyway. Could he be trying to seduce me? I don't think I'll mind a bit if he does it like this."

"What time do you want me to pick you up?" Kim replied. She knew that she was the only one between the two of them that had a vehicle anymore.

"I'll pick you up. Wade, Jim, and Tim are currently working on your car, and his house is closer to my place than yours. How does 5:30 grab you?" Ron asked, trying to sound as gentlemanly as possible.

"Such a gentleman. That sounds fine. Wait a minute, when did Wade get my car to his house?"

"Middle of the night last night, I asked him about it this morning. It is remote controllable after all. Oh, make sure to dress nice, that place has a really strict dress code." Ron answered. The truth of the matter was that he had asked Wade to make some special modifications to her car for cloaking and optical camouflage. He had also asked that these modifications be done at night, and at Wade's house. Wade had just looked at him funny. Ron did this specifically because he wanted to pick up Kim, like a gentleman. He had considered renting a car, but that would have attracted attention. With the new modifications, they could easily keep from being followed by the press, or villains.

"Right, see you at 5:30, boyfriend." Kim replied before hanging up.

It did not go unnoticed by Ron that Kim's voice never lost its seductive tone throughout the entire conversation. Ron sat back on his bed and sighed. Everything was going according to plan. Still Ron was scared out of his wits. He wasn't scared about her response. Well, he was a little worried about that. But he was also quite sure that she would say yes. No, what scared him was something going wrong. The press might find out. While he trusted that the jewelry store wouldn't say anything, he was concerned that if the two of them were spotted going to The Upperton Club, the press would be there in an instant, figuring Ron was going to propose. But maybe it wasn't really that obvious. He was also scared that he might choke. There was always the possibility that a villain might chose tonight to attack. They hadn't had a mission since the GJ bunker incident, but that only meant that they were due. It certainly didn't help that in the chaos of the invasion, every villain they had ever faced escaped.

"Just relax Ron, everything should go fine." As he thought this, Ron pulled the little black box out of his pocket and opened it. He stared at the ring. It of course had a diamond in the center, but to either side on the band, sat two beautiful green emeralds. Ron thought they matched Kim's eyes. Staring at them reminded him of just how beautiful and peaceful her eyes were. Thinking about them he was finally able to calm down.

Kim's thoughts on this sudden turn of events never once even began to suspect a proposal. Honestly, Kim figured she would have to do it eventually. "What to wear, what to wear. This obviously has something to do with the fact that we went topless the night before last. But what exactly will it be about? I hope it isn't some serious discussion about taking things slowly. We're both 18 damn it! We can do what we want. We know how to be safe. He knows that, he's mature enough to know that. By the way he looked two nights ago, he certainly seemed to enjoy it. No, this isn't a slow things down date. Which means, maybe, this is a speed things up date? Is he trying to seduce me? Oh, if that's the case, then I know exactly what I should wear. I can't wait for tonight." Kim was completely oblivious to how much her inhibitions had dropped over the past few weeks. It didn't seem strange to her at all that she had no reservations about sleeping with Ron.

When Ron rang the doorbell at Kim's home, he didn't hear a traditional doorbell. Instead, he heard a digitized version of the twin's voices saying, "Kim, your boyfriend's here," followed by kissing noises. Looking at the doorbell button, he noticed that it looked strange. It was translucent with a moving light behind it. "What the? Oh, I see, it's a finger print scanner. It looks like Jim and Tim made some modifications to the house when they rebuilt it."

After the custom doorbell Ron heard Kim's voice, and it was loud, very loud.

"TWEEBS!!!!!!!!"

"They're still at Wade's honey," came Anne's soft reply.

"Such little monkeys," James chuckled.

"When I get my hands on them ARRRRRRRGH!!!"

"Ron's still waiting at the door, honey."

Ron was chuckling lightly, but when Kim opened the door, his jaw dropped. Just like it had during the moodulator incident. This was due, in no small part, to the fact that Kim was not only wearing the same little black dress that she wore that night, but had the exact same look on her face and was holding the exact same pose that she had at the top of the stairs that night. Ron had expected her to wear her formal blue dress. He was wearing a charcoal grey three piece suit and tie.

"I'm ready for tonight, Ronnie." Kim said in her most seductive voice.

"Uh, Kim, just to make sure, you don't have that moodulator on your neck again, do you?" Ron asked, a little worried.

"No, this is all me," Kim quickly replied.

"Good," Ron said before pulling her into a long kiss. He stared into her emerald green eyes and saw nothing but love and devotion. She stared back into his brown eyes and saw the same thing. As they pulled out of the kiss, Kim grabbed her purse, but dropped it accidentally, still winded by their long kiss. Several small items fell out, including the old kimmunicator.

"Uh, KP, what about your new kimmunicator watch? It's not formal, but still."

"It's not anything anymore, it got destroyed when I got knocked out during the final showdown with Warhawk and Warmonga. Wade hasn't gotten me a replacement yet. But that's not important, we have a date to get to."

"Yeah," Ron motioned for Kim to go first. "Ladies first."

"Such a gentleman," Kim said as she gave Ron a quick peck on the cheek.

Ron opened the passenger door for her, before getting in the drivers side. As they drove off, Ron pressed a series of buttons on the vehicle's console. A holo-display appeared in the windshield, and indicated that there were two news vans following them.

"Uggh, can't we get a moments peace?" Ron lamented.

"The price of fame I guess." Kim's voice had a similar tone. She wanted this night to be private too.

Ron smiled. "Let's test the new stealth system." Ron quickly turned onto the freeway, and headed for Lowerton. As he merged into traffic, he pressed a series of keys that tinted the windows dark black, changed to the paint color to match, and also altered the physical appearance to look like a Buick. The license plate also changed. He left the freeway, turned around, and headed straight for Upperton. The holo-display indicated that they were no longer being followed.

"Those the new modifications?" Kim asked, actually quite impressed.

"Yep," Ron chuckled. "According to Wade, the car can take on the appearance of almost any vehicle, and shift its color to match. It also has several valid license plate numbers for multiple countries. It's perfect for going on a date without being followed."

"I'll say," Kim stated before reaching over and giving Ron another kiss.

When they arrived at The Upperton Club, a valet took their car. Upon entering, the host greeted them formally. "Ah, Mr. Stoppable and Ms. Possible please follow me."

The host led them to the back of the restaurant, to a single table in a private room. The table was positioned next to an immense picture window. Kim gasped when she saw the view. It looked out over green plains, back dropped by beautiful grey topped mountain ranges. There was a small stream visible near by, which eventually fed into a river flowing out of a valley in the mountains."

After sitting down, Kim said, "Ron, it's beautiful. How did you get this table? A private table? And, and…"

Ron silenced her with a kiss before sitting down himself. "I wanted tonight to be perfect. Why don't we order some appetizers?"

The appetizers and the following meal were delicious. Kim still thought that Ron's cooking was better, but this was certainly up there on the same level as his. They had just finished the final course and were considering ordering desert.

"Ron, why are you doing all this?" Kim asked with a suspicious tone.

"Uh, what do you mean Kim? I just wanted to take the most beautiful girlfriend in the world on a wonderful date." Ron replied. He started to sweat profusely. Had she figured it out?

Kim's voice took on a sultry tone as she leaned over the table closer to Ron. "Ron," Her voice became little more than a whisper as she put her mouth to his ear. "If you're trying to charm your way into my pants, you don't have to try so hard."

"WHAT? No, that's not, what…. Well, I wouldn't mind that, and that's sorta related to what I was going to uh. Kim. I uh…." Ron's voice trailed off. Why was she thinking that? Raging teen hormones were no myth, but still, she was still usually much more level headed than that. But, then after what happened two nights ago, Ron could see how she could think that. "I have to do it. I have to propose, now." Ron reached into his pocket and had just placed his hand on the little black box when he heard the most horrible noise on planet. This noise meant judgment day, the absolute end of everything he and Kim were currently doing.

Beep Beep Be Beep.

"Ugh, not now. Of all times, WHY RIGHT NOW?!?!!?" Kim almost screamed.

Ron's face dropped. He removed his hand from his pocket, leaving the black box behind. He wasn't sad, he was pissed. If this was a villain, he was going to go Monkey Kung Fu to the extreme on their sorry asses.

Kim reluctantly pulled her kimmunicator out of her purse. She put a huge scowl on her face as she answered it. "Wade, this better be important, real damn important."

Wade looked at Kim with and immediately fear took him. Pissing off the teen heroine was not a wise move. Pissing of Ron was almost as stupid these days. "Sorry, guys, but Motor Ed just hijacked a military convoy carrying a large number of battle tank components. He's in an underground bunker in Utah. I'm sending coordinates. I guess the villains have finally started up again."

"Damn it." Kim and Ron said in perfect harmony.

Kim was still sullen and quite disappointed. Ron, realizing that he needed to cheer her up, said, "Jinx, you owe me a soda, but I'll settle for a kiss." With that, Ron pulled Kim into a lip-lock, forcing the frown off of her face.

"Ugh, get a room guys. But first get Motor Ed. I've got some new equipment waiting for you two in the car." Wade said, slightly disgusted, before signing off.

"Let's go Ron." Kim said sullenly. She looked like she might cry.

"Yeah, let's go make Motor Ed squeal like his tires."

Kim laughed, some joy finally returning to her face. "Yeah, let's."