Chapter Twenty-Six: Preparing for a Fight
Seven months after Veronica, Kim, and Jasmine moved to Go City, Kim was basically out of the freelance hero business because of the coming baby. She sat on the couch and patted her fairly large baby bump and sighed.
"Sometimes, you're more trouble than you are worth." She mumbled as she looked down at the growing girl inside her as Veronica massaged Kim's swollen ankles.
Veronica smiled. "Kimmie, come on. She's not that bad." Kim smiled as Veronica stopped massaging Kim's ankles with a smirk, crawled over Kim to her face, and kissed her gently.
Jasmine giggled. "I can't wait to have a little sister!" The girl said happily as she looked up at Veronica and Kim.
Kim smiled. "Honey, can you set out the plates for Grandma, Grandpa, and the Tweebs?"
Jasmine made a face at the mention of the Tweebs. "Mommy, do they have to come? Last time, they tried to destroy my room with their latest failed experiment."
Kim sighed. They spent a month rebuilding Jasmine's room after the "improper fuel mixture" explosion.
Veronica shook her head at Jasmine. "Jazz, honey, I promise, none of their experiments will be allowed in the house." Veronica assured the girl as Jasmine went to tend about setting the table for their guests.
When the guests arrived, James looked around the house in shock.
"Hey, Grandpa!" Jasmine said as she swamped the man in a hug.
Anne concerned herself with checking on her daughter. "How are Mom and Baby?" The woman asked with a kind smile as Kim sat up and returned the smile.
"No problems so far, but she has been less active lately." Kim told Anne with a hint of worry in her voice.
Anne nodded. "That makes sense. She's starting to get a little big for her room." Anne told her daughter with a comforting smile.
Kim smiled and looked up as Veronica called, "Supper's ready!"
Kim got up slowly and waddled to the dining room. When Anne reached to steady Kim, the strawberry brunette shrugged off the assist.
"I can get it, Mom, but thank you." Kim said kindly as they sat down at a table piled with food: steak, backed potatoes, salad, and for dessert a chilled banana pudding.
As the family started to eat, the Tweebs went nuts over Kim's...size.
"Boys..." James said with a no nonsense look on his face. The Tweebs retreated quickly, but as they did, Kim grimaced and held her stomach.
"Something's...wrong." Kim said in gasp.
Veronica looked at Anne. "Call the hospital."
Anne nodded and quickly dialed as James helped Veronica get Kim in the car.
The Tweebs paled at the sight as Jasmine began to get scared.
"Premature..." She mumbled as she started going through the possibilities.
When Kim was wheeled into the ER, things got interesting. "My wife is in premature labor." Veronica growled at the attending nurse at the desk.
The woman gave Veronica a sideways glance.
"What the Hell? Do you have cotton in your ears?! Get someone from Labor and Delivery down here NOW!"
The poor attending nurse was finally drawn to action. "Yes, ma'am!" She snapped Veronica a crisp salute and hurried off.
A few seconds later, Kim was wheeled back. When Veronica started to follow, a burly male nurse got in her way.
"I'm sorry. Husbands are only allowed back with their wives.
Veronica gave the man a deadly glare and broke into a sprit at Kim's cries of pain.
Kim screamed, "Veronica!"
The green woman picked up the man by the collar when he once again tried to stop her, gave Jasmine a silent order to stay in the waiting room, and threw the nurse to the side before she sprinted off after Kim's gurney.
In the delivery room, Kim was in blinding pain as fear overwhelmed the point of pain at the moment.
Kim was vaguely aware as the door crashed open and Veronica's voice ripped through the room: "Kimmie, I'm here."
Those words came with Veronica's comforting grip on Kim's left hand. After roughly five hours, Kim felt the pain suddenly stop.
A terrifying thought screamed through Kim's mind as silence gripped the delivery room. WHY ISN'T SHE CRYING?!
Veronica watched as a team of doctors rushed in as the doctor who delivered the baby called a Code Blue, and the child was rushed to the NICU.
"Where's my baby?!" Kim demanded.
The doctor removed his stethoscope and draped it around his neck with a long sigh. "Your daughter's lungs haven't had time to develop, so she can't breathe on her own yet."
Kim looked at the doctor. "Brain damage?" She asked with as much calmness as she could muster.
"It's too early to tell." The doctor said with another sigh.
Veronica gripped Kim's hand gently. "She's a fighter, Kim. Don't worry."
When the rest of the family was allowed to go back and see Kim, Anne tried to comfort her daughter.
"They probably got to her fast enough, Kimmie Cub."
Kim let a small smile pass her lips as Jasmine jumped up.
"Hello, Mom." She said as she hugged Kim tightly. "It will be alright. You'll see."
At that moment, the doctor walked in the room. "Please let Miss Possible get some rest." He said kindly.
Veronica walked up to the doctor. "Our daughter is fighting for her life, and you want Kimmie to sleep?!"
The man scratched the back of his head as Veronica's glare intensified. "Preliminary scans show damage to the right motor cortex and balance center. Be prepared for a…slow, wheelchair-bound girl, but there is always the option to let her go peacefully."
Kim, Veronica, and Jasmine gave the man a deadly unified glare. "I don't think so. With all due respect, doctor, we will fight."
Jasmine lit her hand and smiled. "Anything's possible for a Possible."
Please Read and Review. This was a pain in the ass to go back and clean up, so it will be unlikely of the sequel to get the same treatment.