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Chapter 14

Previously…

Absently he heard the clatter of something metal drop to the floor, and just as tears began to flow from his eyes, he felt the arms of someone he loved more than his own life wrap around him from the rear.

"It's OK Ronnie… it's OK. It's over… it's finally over."

Kim's arms felt so good around him, he almost didn't notice the slight change in position of her hands. Ron's eyes went wide as he immediately recognized the hold, which was exactly the same one he himself used before breaking Moriarty's neck.

"Ohh…" Snap!

And now the continuation…

The 'snap' sound Ron heard wasn't his neck, as he originally thought it was. Instead, it was something that he would have never thought… possible. It actually came from Kim's wrist as she actually had tried to snap his neck.

The only thing the young Monkey Master had figured happened, was that the MMP that dwelt inside him kicked in just enough, and just in time, in order to prevent him from losing his life. The sudden stop of the twisting of his head caused one of Kim's wrists to either snap out of place, or possibly break. Her yelp in pain confirmed this almost immediately.

"YEOW!"

With a quick shoulder roll, Ron was able to get out of the red head's reach, but it wasn't necessary. Kim just sat there on the floor with her head down, cradling her damaged wrist.

Without making any other movements, Ron's eyes quickly assessed the situation in front of him. Will Du was still strapped to the table off to one side of the room, and Moriarty's body was still lying on the floor with his head twisted at an odd angle, indicating that he was truly finally dead. And Kim… she sat across from Ron about eight feet away, still sitting with her legs straight out in front of her with her head down and her hair hiding her face. Lastly, he saw the gun Kim had in her hands earlier sitting about three feet behind her.

He then heard a small squeak behind him, and Ron turned just enough to see Rufus, who flew out of his pocket when he performed the shoulder roll. The little guy was rubbing his head, as he had been launched into a stone wall. He was OK, but a large lump was forming on the mole rat's little pink noggin'.

Ron then turned his eyes back to his most pressing concern. "K… Kim?" He said warily as he slowly stood straight up from his crouched position. The red head didn't acknowledge that he called her name, and Ron slowly inched his way towards the only dangerous weapon in the room, the gun.

"Are… are you OK? Please… say something to me. I need to know that you're… OK." The only response was a sniff from the young girl.

By now the young blond boy had reached the weapon, and leaned over picking it up, all the while keeping an eye on Kim. He removed the magazine and placed it in his pants pocket opposite of where Rufus had been. He then racked the slide, removing the bullet from the chamber and placed it in the same pocket. Ron then walked over to the console that contained the video and audio controls for the entire complex, and placed the gun down on the counter.

He picked up the microphone and pressed the transmit button. "To all who can hear my voice, this is Ron Stoppable. Moriarty… is dead. It would be best if everyone stay where they are, as a GJ force should be arriving in a couple of hours, at which time you will be processed, and dealt with accordingly. If you run… you will be found, so please don't."

Ron then walked over to his girlfriend and knelt down at her side. "Kim… I need to use your Kimmunicator, OK?" Still she didn't respond, so Ron gently reached over and slowly took it off of her wrist. As he did this, she didn't try to resist at all.

He then keyed Wade. "Hey there, Ron. How'd it go?"

"Well… Moriarty is finally dead." Immediately the Tech Guru's eyes went wide. "Agent Will Du has been drugged by something, and Kim… well, she's just sitting here on the floor not saying anything. I'm worried about her Wade. She… tried to kill me… twice. I'm guessing it's part of the mind manipulation that was done on her."

"What mechanism was used?"

"It wasn't anything that we thought it was going to be." Ron replied somberly. "That was all a ruse. Wade… Kim's been brainwashed."

"WHAT? We… we don't have anything to counteract that!" Immediately Wade's fingers were flying across his keyboard. "In order to keep her from trying again Ron, you're going to… have to restrain her. Just in case."

Ron's voice immediately rose with emotion as he fought back tears. "I can't do that!" Immediately he was sorry for the outburst. "Sorry Wade… but I don't know if I can do something like that."

"I'm sorry too Ron, but we just don't know how deep Moriarty went into Kim's mind with the brainwashing. While you're… retraining her, I'll contact GJ. What's Kim doing now?"

Ron looked back over at her. "She's just sitting on the floor. She won't respond to me Wade, and I'm worried."

"If you can at least tie her hands behind her back, that should at least keep her from performing any kind of a sneak attack on you. After that… we need to see what we can do for Will." Ron nodded, and looked around the room. His eyes landed on an extra set of small straps hanging off of the bed Will Du was lying on.

After selecting a strap that didn't have a hook or shackle attached, Ron went behind Kim and knelt down. "I'm… sorry Kim, but I… need to do this. For both your safety… and mine."

He looked down and saw that Kim had already moved her hands behind her back. It surprised him, as Ron didn't know Kim still had the wits about her to know what was going on. She was willing to be tied up! It took a moment for the shock of this fact to wear off, but then Ron gently took her hands and tied them together at the wrist, all the while whispering apologies.

Leaving Kim in her sitting position, Ron stood just as Rufus slowly crawled over to her. He gently lay a paw on her leg and looked at Kim with concern before looking back at Ron. He understood what was going on, and what Ron had done was necessary.

"OK Wade, Kim's… taken care of. Now what about Will?"

"Take the Kimmunicator and press the button on the left side twice, and the one on the right once. Then place it on his forehead, and I'll do the rest." Ron did as instructed, and he saw the bottom of the unit start to glow while Wade performed his scan. "Good news Ron, if we can call it that. Moriarty used a form of the shampoo concentrate on Will. The antidote you have should negate its effects, and any suggestions that Moriarty may have already given him."

Ron took out the small syringe with the mini-needle from his pocket, rolled up the GJ Agent's sleeve, and gave him the shot in his upper arm. The effects were almost immediate as the Will blinked his eyes a couple of times before turning his head to Ron saying, "Well Stoppable, are you going to release me or what?"

"Only after you say Thank-you." Ron replied with narrowed eyes. This guy's attitude was really starting to get on his last nerve.

Will huffed. "Fine… Thank-you. Now could you please release me from these straps?" Ron did as asked, and Will stood while rubbing his shoulder where Ron had administered the antidote.

"What's wrong with Miss Possible?" Will asked after seeing her sitting on the floor.

"Moriarty brainwashed her, and she tried to kill me… twice." Ron's eyes then moved over to Moriarty, as well as Will's.

"Looks like you finally took care of the bad guy, Stoppable." Will said with a grudging looking of respect before turning to walk away. "Good job. I better call GJ and…"

Ron interrupted. "Umm, before you do that Will?" GJ's number one agent turned around, expecting a question, but instead a large fist met with the side of his face. Immediately Will dropped to the floor, unconscious.

Ron rubbed his knuckles while muttering, "Man, that felt good."

…x x x x…

About an hour and a half later, GJ agents arrived in droves and began to process all of those who heeded Ron's warning on the intercom system and stayed. Only two, maybe three decided to make a run for it and try to make a life somewhere while hiding.

It took another hour to load everyone up into numerous GJ flying transports, and then another hour to arrive back in Middleton. Kim was immediately taken to Middleton Hospital, where Anne was waiting. The strap Ron used to tie her up was removed, and Kim was lying on a gurney as she was wheeled inside.

Of course Ron tried to follow, but he was stopped by a couple of large orderlies. Realizing that right now this was most likely for the best, Ron went back to the waiting room… and waited.

After about an hour went by, Anne came out to the area where Ron was sitting. He stood up immediately, and was met with a fierce hug by Dr. Anne Possible.

After she released the boy, Anne looked into Ron's eyes in an effort to see how he was doing, and saw that he indeed had been crying. "Can… can I see her?" Was all Ron boy said.

"Of course Ronald. But I must warn you. When Kim came out of her shock, we had to give her a mild sedative. It's going to take a while to reprogram Kimmy's mind. She… she 's been going back and forth about…" Anne hesitated before continuing.

"Killing me?" Ron finished, and all Dr. Possible did was nod her head with concern and understanding all over her face. "You don't think me being there might aggravate her… situation?"

"It might, but I think in the long run, you being there for support will help her more than anything. It's been so long since anyone has seen a true case of brainwashing, and we're not really quite sure where to start. I'll contact an old teacher of mine from my college days that has some experience with this in the morning. Kim needs familiar faces around her. In fact, maybe you can talk to her and start the process of healing."

Anne led Ron to the room where Kim was located "Good luck." With that said, Dr. Anne Possible gave Ron a small peck on his cheek.

Slowly Ron opened the door, and walked inside the room. The light was low, but he could easily see around the room. Kim was lying in her bed with the top half raised, and her hands were folded across her midsection. As he walked over to her side, Ron saw that there were padded leather cuffs attached to Kim's wrists that were attached to the bed by small cables. On her right, the cuff was wrapped around a cast supporting the damaged wrist. She wasn't tightly restrained, just… limited.

"Hi Ron." The young girl said with a smile just as Ron reached her side.

"H… how you doing Kim? I… I was so worried about you after they took you in for treatment." He sat down on a padded chair that was against the wall and next to the bed.

"I'm… I'm doing pretty good… I guess. Considering that YOU'RE NOT DEAD!" Immediately Kim tried to reach at Ron, but was stopped by the cables.

He didn't flinch at all, considering the surprise attack, but before Ron could say anything in response, Kim immediately started apologizing. "I'm so sorry Ronnie! Please… can you ever for… forgive me?" Her green eyes began to tear up, and held a look of fear.

"Brainwashing is a horrible thing Kim. I… I know it's not you that is saying these things, but we'll get you well. I promise you. May… maybe we can use that DVD your Dad put together when Dr. Langford's machine blew up in your hands wiping away your mind. Minus the references to Captain Constellation." A small smile appeared on Ron's face at the memory.

"Yeah… Maybe." Kim said, and then slowly stretched out her hand to the point that the cable stopped the extension of her arm. Without hesitation Ron took her hand and scooted the chair along the bed so that he could sit beside his girlfriend and hold her hand while resting his arm on the bed next to her.

For a quick second Ron felt Kim's hand flinch and squeeze tighter, but all he did was match the pressure. He never noticed that Kim's other hand had tried to reach across her to grab him by the hair, but she couldn't as the cable had once again done its job. Kim let out a frustrated grunt, and resigned herself to just letting her other hand rest on her stomach.

…x x x x…

Betty Director sat at her desk, leaning back in her chair in deep thought when the phone rang. After the fourth ring she finally brought herself to an upright position and answered the phone.

"Dr. Director here…" She said curtly.

"Hello Dr. Director, this is Wade… Load, and I have a couple of questions for you."

"I'm sorry Mr. Load, but I'm in the middle of something important. Can you please call back…"

"These are quick questions, and I hope the answers are just as quick."

"Fine Mr. Load. What are you're questions."

"First, why did you put Kim through all this?"

"Excuse me Mr. Load, but if you are accusing me of causing Kim Possible to get kidnapped and brainwashed by that mad man…"

"I'm not accusing you of anything that Kim had to go through. We were all tricked by Moriarty. What I'm asking is, why did you send her on a mission without backup? Specifically… without Ron?"

"I'm sure you already knew about the 'Black Ops' that she was to take Mr. Load. It was supposed to be a training mission disguised as a real…" Suddenly Dr. Director shut up.

"Well now… that's interesting. I suppose you were just trying to see how well Kim would do by her self?" When there was no answer, Wade continued. "That sort of fits in with some information I discovered from one of your satellites. It was incomplete, but it sure seems quite telling just what kind of a business you run. This brings me to my next question, Dr. Director. Why do you want Ron Stoppable terminated?"

"What?" Dr. Director almost screamed into the phone. "I… I mean we, never would KILL Ron Stoppable! You said the information you found was incomplete? Well I think you saw something that was scrambled, Mr. Load. And quite poorly, I can tell right now. Or… maybe your decipher code was poorly written."

"Now see here Dr. Director…" Wade's voice was now lowered, and he actually sounded, for lack of a better word, dangerous, to Betty. "I have numerous doctorates and certifications specifically for writing decipher codes. If I didn't know better, I would think that you were trying to disseminate bad information. Now you know I will eventually find out the truth if you lie to me again. Now tell me the truth. What are your plans for Ron?"

Dr. Director huffed. "Fine. We didn't want you to know this because we wanted Kimberly and Ronald to work together… apart."

"Huh?" It was rare for Wade to ever be this confused.

"We… don't even have a name for this yet. But we wanted a team in which one person, in this case Kimberly, to enter a possibly dangerous situation alone. This way if she was caught, the bad guys would actually think she was by her self. Ronald would be in a position to watch her, using undetectable means to keep him hidden. This way, he could move around the 'situation' and determine the next course of action. Kimberly has been adamant with us that she prefers non-lethal means, well… we now know that Ron Stoppable will use… lethal means."

"Warhok and Warmonga."

"Precisely. What you saw in that information was actually incomplete on purpose. It was actually supposed to be the call-signs for Kimberly and Ronald once we put this team project into place. Kimberly was to be called Infiltrator… and Ronald, Terminator." Of course our original plan was to wait and start this project after the two had graduated college."

"And you didn't want a third person on this team, namely me. Why?"

"To be quite frank… we don't completely trust you." Dr. Director paused a bit before continuing. "I once called Ronald a 'wild card' because I thought he might actually screw up and cause everything we've worked for to fall apart. In actuality, he's more like a… Joker… but not in a bad way. You see… the Joker actually can be used to support an existing hand. A 'wild card' you don't know what it is going to do, and that's you Mr. Load."

"So you think you can control Kim and Ron… and not me. Huh. Well you know what I say to you and your conniving and controlling ways Dr. Director? Go… To… Hell."

With that the connection was severed on Wade's end of the call.

One more chapter… (sorry)

Sorry everybody, but I guess when I write, the story is almost like a living thing for me, and things can change as it moves and writhes around while new ideas pop into my head as to where it's going to go next. Believe me when I say that there will only be one more chapter that will tie everything up into a nice little bow. It may not be a perfect bow, but it will be finished.