Bonus Chapter!
Bet you didn't see this one coming. For this one I'll ask for something special in the reviews if you have the time. This Fanfic is the first one where I actually take the writing process pretty seriously and I try to keep things coherent and I'd like your feedback on one thing. I try my hardest to make the characters as human as possible in this fic. My main characters (Shego/Ron/Kim) are designed to be flawed and to make mistakes. They all have and they all will. Do you think I've succeded in doing this and if I didn't : what do you think I should change.

Anyway, I'll stop bothering you now and let you guys enjoy the chapter where we dive a bit more into someone's mind.

Yamanouchi's Sensei was still thinking about his clash with Ronald. His anger was strong and he used it to tap into his mystical monkey power to force him away.

If he had been close to the young man he could have done something but he couldn't afford to leave Japan, however he could try to reach to someone else who could try to help the young man. He thought about who could be the one to help Ronald. His new friend, Shego didn't know about him and wouldn't trust him. Besides she only knew Ron for a few months, and while their relationship was strong and based on trust it lacked the depth forged by the years. His friends at school never faced any of the hardship he faced in his life and couldn't understand what he went through. No, to reach out to Ron, he needed the one person who had shared everything with him, the good, the bad and the ugly.

He smiled and sat as he sent his mind across the ocean once again.

Rufus was curled next to a hospital bed. Hidden under a furniture in Kim's room. He spent his days next to the young teen. Feeding himself with crumbs from the vending machine or the cafeteria. Twice already they had tried to force him out as a nurse had found him sleeping in the room but he had managed to shake them off and come back.

As the nurse left the room, he climbed back on the bed and cuddled next to the young woman. "Kim-Kim, wake up please. Ron-Ron needs help. Ron-Ron needs you." The rodent thought.

As he slipped under the sheets, he felt someone touch his mind. A familiar presence.

"Old Sensei?" The rodent thought.

"Rufus, my friend." The old man said "I need your help. This is to help Ron."

"Rufus help old Sensei, Old Sensei help Ron-Ron." Rufus pleaded. "Ron-Ron not Ron-Ron. Ron-Ron need help."

"I know, but neither of us can give him the help he needs right now." the old man stated. "She can."

Rufus smiled "Kim-Kim always help Ron-Ron. Ron-Ron always help Kim-Kim."

"I need your help to talk to her." The old man said "Can you help me? I need your power to do this."

"Rufus help Old Sensei, Old Sensei help Kim-Kim, Kim-Kim help Ron-Ron." The rodent stated seriously.

"I'll do whatever I can," The old man said as he felt strength flowing to his mind. Using Rufus as an anchor, he reached out to Kim Possible's mind and dived deep inside her consciousness. Inside her soul, where he could find the spark that kept her alive.

After what seemed to be an eternity he reached her soul realm. He hadn't met the young woman for more than a few minutes but at the sight of her soul he felt like he understood why the chosen one had attached himself to her. He saw a child's playground as well as an abandoned preschool. In the distance he could see a lone tree with an old tree house at the top of it.

He walked toward the playground only to be met with a complete absence of reaction of the young woman. He looked around, a few old toys were left around. A ball was in a corner, a few items were lying in the sand and some plushes on the ground.

As he examined the playground, the old man could feel the memories filling the place. Memories of a long lost time where everything was simpler, treasured by the teen. He kept going forward and arrived at the bottom of the tree.

Sensei chuckled as he saw the ladder. Such things weren't of his age anymore. He started climbing and soon arrived at the entrance.

The treehouse was a strange place. You could see the trace of some furnitures that used to be there and weren't anymore. Some spot that looked like posters on the walls had been taken off the wall and on a small table was a cracked picture of a young girl with braces and a goofy young boy.

In the middle of the room was a young woman, crumpled on the floor. You could tell she had been sobbing from the dark lines under her red eyes.

"Kim Possible-san." The old man started "It's a pleasure to meet you again, though I'm sad it has to happen in those unfortunate circumstances." He walked toward her. "I assume you remember me, I am..."

"Go away..." Kim mumbled.

"I beg your pardon, Possible-san," The old man said with a smile "I couldn't hear you."

"I told you to go away," she said stronger this time.

The old man sat in front of her. "Well, that wouldn't be very useful." He replied "I managed to come all the way down here to meet you and talk to you. It wasn't easy to achieve and I hope you'll at least listen what I have to say."

"I don't need to." Kim countered "I already know what you're going to ask. You are going to ask me to come back. They all do."

The old man looked at her. What did she mean by that?

"I hear them, you know?" She continued "Not all the time but sometimes I can hear them when they talk. They all talk about how Kim Possible was amazing, how the world needs her, how she has to come back. What I must do. What I have to do. What I should do. I can hear them talk about Kim Possible, Kim Possible but no one talk about me or what I wanna do."

Master Sensei kept listening. He could feel she still had more to say, as if invisible floodgates had been opened.

"I mean why the hell should I even come back?" She asked "They all call me a hero, a symbol, a role model but I'm a damn fraud. I couldn't even be there for the only person who had been there for me his entire life the one time he asked me for help." Her breathing was ragged, her shoulders were moving again, he could see she was close to crying again. "I can't do that anymore. I don't want to. I give up."

"I didn't come here for that." the old man said slowly, a smile on his face. "I came here to tell you your friend needs your help, and you're the only one who can help him the way he needs."

Kim looked at him. "I'm listening." She said.

"Stoppable-san is starting to head down a very dark path right now." The old man started "He is starting to let go of everything you and he ever stood for. He needs your help in order to see the path he's taking will bring him nothing but emptiness."

Kim let out a nervous laugh. "Are you serious?" She asked "I'm literally the worst person for the job. You're asking me to come out and tell him the way he's living his life is wrong? And he should listen to me because I know better? I don't know better and he knows it. Ron will figure things out himself, I'm sure of it."

"Possible-san." The old man said "Stoppable-san is in a very dark place right now. He needs help, help that I can't give him. Help I'm sure nobody can give him but you. Not because you know better but because of the weight of your relationship. Because a bond formed by years of trust and friendship is, I believe, the only thing that can bring him back."

Kim sighed. "I'm sorry," she said as she turned away. "I'm not the one for the job. You came to the wrong place old man."

Sensei sighed too. "Kim-san." he started "I can see how much you're blaming yourself for what happened. How much you're beating yourself over it again and again and again. I can see it just by looking around this place." He paused "However the time will come, eventually, when you'll have to forgive yourself. Only then can you start looking at the real problem."

"Oh," Kim snarled "You think you understand my problems better than myself right? Because you're an old asian man with white facial hair."

Sensei smiled, "Kim-san, your feelings for Stoppable-san are obvious, already last year when he and Yori came to look for me you came after him, angry that he had left with another woman. Yet, you never let yourself see him as a romantic interest. No matter what happened you kept looking for something else. Because you wanted something else."

"If it's to tell me that my feelings for Ron are delusional or that they're the result of my guilt over what I did, then you can leave because you don't know shit about me." Kim shouted in anger.

"You misinterpret my words, Kim-san." The old man replied "Whatever your feelings for Stoppable-san are, only you can tell. However, there is a reason why you kept looking for something else even though he was right there by your side. And only once you accepted this, you can forgive yourself for what you did instead of blaming yourself for it. Then I hope you'll be able to provide Stoppable-san the help he needs."

Kim stayed silent as she took in the words of the stranger. "He needs you, Possible-san, he needs your strength, your kindness, your unwavering sense of justice and most importantly, he needs the strenght of your bond." Sensei said. "And to help him, you need to help yourself first."

"I can't help anybody." Kim replied as she turned away. "Not anymore."

The old man felt himself being forced out as Kim turned his back on him. As he started fading away he caught Kim's eye one last time. "Please, Kim-san. We need you to believe in yourself again."

As she heard those words, she closed her eyes and the old man faded away from her soul.

Who did this guy think he was? Coming here and talking like he knows her better than she knows herself. And yet she couldn't deny he had a point. She knew she harboured feelings for her best friend for a while, no matter how much she had tried to deny it the moodulator incident made that painfully obvious, yet she never made a move on him after that. She protected herself by saying she didn't want to hurt their friendship or by trying to fight Bonnie with her own medicine by dating a hottie but deep down she knew the reason why she didn't do anything about Ron.

Because she already had him by her side. He was already there for her in every way a boyfriend would be, they saw each other all the time, talked about everything and even went on dates, which meant she had no reason to ask him out and risk to lose him. That was also why she had felt so threatened by Yori when she had arrived and took Ron away. Because she had been selfish.

No matter what this old man said, she loved Ron, she really did. And more than in a friendly way. She loved his goofy demeanour, his jokes, his smile, She loved everything about him. She loved the warm feeling he created inside of her when they were together, she loved how safe she was feeling next to him as if nothing could ever happen to her. But she also wanted something else. Something more. The spark of a different kind of fire.

But that didn't matter anymore. She had seen his face when he had stabbed her, the cruel smile, the sadistic rage, the pleasure to finally make her pay for when she had abandoned him. She had lost him. She knew it. She had ruined everything. Because now she knew that no matter what she had actually been looking for, it didn't matter if she didn't have Ron with her. She wanted something more but she needed Ron in her life. And more than as a friend. She knew the tears had come back even before she felt them. She picked up the picture and curled on the floor as she closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift away as she lied inside a room filled with the memory of their happy times.

She had lost him. Whatever she thought she wanted, it didn't matter. Nothing else mattered anymore.