A/N: Well, this story has a lot more chapters in it than I expected. I suspect I'm about halfway through the story, but that's just the ballpark estimate. I will be adding in another six episodes after I wrap up All the News and that will be the end of the first season, I think. Not a whole lot to add here, so let's get this episode wrapped up. I'll be doing the disclaimer this time, so...

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. I only own the OCs, one of whom is Mrs. Dr. Possible's boyfriend that she remembered in Attack of the Killer Bebes, and the plot.

Note: Any mistakes are my own until the chapter has been edited.


The first place Ron checked for Mrs. Dr. Possible was Kim's place. To his luck, she was home, which saved him a trip to the hospital. Not that there was anything wrong with the hospital, per se. It's just that Ron didn't want to make a trip up there if he didn't have to.

A smile graced Mrs. Dr. Possible's face as Ron entered the living room she presently resided in. "Ron, how are you? Where's Andrew?"

"I'm fine, and Andrew's with friends I think," Ron said. "I could really use some advice." Sitting down on the couch next to Mrs. Dr. Possible, Ron pulled out the camera he brought with him. "On our last mission, I took a picture of this." Ron pulled up the picture of Adrena Lynn and the fake on his camera and showed it to Mrs. Dr. Possible.

"She's a fake," the Possible matriarch noted.

"I'm planning on exposing her, maybe write about it in the school paper, but then I realized a dilemma. People like Jim and Tim idolize her. If I publish it, I'm afraid people are going to copy her stunts and going to get hurt. Also, I don't want to put people in danger. I thought about social media, but I suspect that's going to be the same thing. She can't get away with this, but how do I expose her without possibly harming people?"

"And have you thought about doing this anonymously?" Anne asked as she set the camera on the couch beside Ron.

Ron shrugged. "Not really my style."

"Ultimately, that decision is up to you. You can't control people's behaviors and emotions, as much as we wish we could. Trust me, as a neurosurgeon, I looked into it. Actually, that's not true. A previous boyfriend of mine, Alberto Kinney, looked into it. We studied neurosurgery together, but he wasn't into the doctor role as much as I. He eventually switched to computers and programming. I lost contact with him shortly afterward. He's still MIA as far as I know. Anyways, you can't control the outcomes of other people. You do what you think is best."

Ron nodded, even though he didn't receive the answer he was looking/hoping for. Thanking Mrs. Dr. P, Ron headed home, opened his door, and immediately sensed something was wrong, despite the house looking the exact same as always, say for the smell of plasma in the air. Ron walked into the kitchen, his body feeling drained at the sight of Shego sitting in a chair and waiting for him.

"Stoppable, we need to talk."

Ron nodded imperceptibly. "Yes, we do."


Liz was beginning to realize something the longer she spent time with Andrew. For one, his appetite seemed to be never-ending. He had consumed, no, inhaled an order of nachos, a large pretzel, chili cheese fries, and garlic knots. She wasn't even counting his large soda. The thought of asking about his diet came to mind, but Liz didn't want to come across as rude. Not yet anyway. Eventually, Andrew finished and Liz offered to drive him home. Not wanting to be rude, Andrew accepted.

Liz's car stopped in front of Ron's house before she turned to Andrew. "Can I ask you a question?"

Andrew turned to her and frowned. "You just did. Go ahead."

"All that food you ate at the mall, is that your normal diet?" Liz closed her eyes, expecting Andrew to react negatively to that.

"No, it's not." Andrew sighed. "It's usually twice as much. Because of the flowers, I need a lot of fuel, so to speak. I try to have a variety of food because, well, I just like it."

"That makes a bit of sense. Tell me, are you hungry for me?" She leaned in and Andrew looked into her eyes, wondering if it would be a good time to kiss him, someone who Liz thought of as a role model. Andrew leaned in as well, but both moved at the last moment, deciding the kiss should wait.

Eventually, the two said goodbye and Andrew entered the house, none the wiser that Shego was there less than a few hours ago. There was a note on the kitchen table saying Ron had gone out and would be back soon. Andrew shrugged, choosing to ignore Ron's absence for now. He headed into his room for the night.


Two days later, Liz let out a sigh and greeted her parents. She was on her way out the door when she saw the familiar picture of Adrena Lynn on the national paper. Stopping in her tracks, Liz turned and approached her father. Pointing to the paper, she asked if she could see that.

"Sure thing, honey," her dad said. "You know Ron, right?"

"He's the cheer mascot. He has been writing for the paper recently, though," Liz realized. "I… I never thought that he'd be this successful."

Liz's father shrugged and suggested she head to school. Liz nodded in remembrance and headed off to school. She met up with her cheerleader friends and was not surprised when they started asking her if she had seen Ron's article about Adrena Lynn. Most of class came and went, uneventful according to Liz. At lunch, she noticed Andrew sat at Kim and Ron's table. Kim and Ron weren't there. Puzzled as to why Andrew wasn't with them, Liz excused herself from her friends and sat down next to Andrew.

"Hey. Um, listen, about last night…" Andrew began.

"Let's not worry about it. Why aren't you on the mission with Kim and Ron?"

"Because it's not a mission." Seeing Liz's confused look, Andrew sighed and began talking to her.


"You were doing what?!" Kim cried in shock as she met her brothers at the hospital, one of the twins having a cast on his leg and the other on his arm.

"Bunjee jumping off a roof, just like Adrena Lynn," Jim confessed smugly. He and Tim high-fived.

"Only we didn't have a blimp, so we used the roof," Tim said.

"And we didn't have a bungee cord, so we used yarn."

Ron's eyes rose in surprise as Mr. Dr. Possible made the comment about the news. In the old timeline, Mrs. Dr. Possible was the one who made the comment on the news. The change was minor, but still. Respect.

"The only show we watch is Adrena Lynn," Jim admitted. "Hey, it's time!"

Ron and the Possible family turned their attention to the TV where a newscaster was sitting at a desk. "And reports that Adrena Lynn is a fake, coupled with reports of copycat stunts all over the country…"

"Hey! That's us!" Tim cried as he high-fived his brother's broken arm.

"...has prompted this network to cancel Adrena Lynn in favor of more responsible programming. So stay tuned for an extra hour of Stuff of Fire."

Kim turned the TV off and commented that she could now focus on the looming disaster in her social life. She exited the hospital, content that one problem was solved.

"Ron, a word," Mrs. Dr. Possible ordered.

Hearing her tone, Ron obliged while Mr. Dr. Possible was left to lecture his sons. It didn't surprise Ron when Mrs. Dr. Possible admitted that he was right about Jim and Tim. "I wished I wasn't," Ron confessed.

"That's fine. I'm curious, though. If you knew, why didn't you stop them?"

Ron shrugged. "It's like you told Joss, take other people's advice, but do what you want anyway. Plus, I can't control the outcomes of other people." Ron exited the hospital, not realizing at the moment that Mrs. Dr. Possible was trying to figure out how Ron knew about the quote.


"Hit to the left, hit to the right, stand and slide!" the cheerleaders, sans Kim, called out.

"Who's going to win against East Side? Who? Who?" Kim said.

"Looking good, Kimbo," Ron praised as he showed up with six other students, all of whom seemed to be hanging out to his very word. "Oh, don't worry, baby. I'll be there Friday to cover your date with Brick."

"Cool!" Brick cried as he ran up to greet him. "Our date is gong to be, like, newsworthy."

Kim hung her head, knowing she needed to set brick straight, as she simply didn't want to hang out with him. She threw her pom poms up in the air before she ran up to him and called out, "Brick, wait! We need to talk."

"Did you just say "we need to talk"?" Brick questioned, his voice cracking just a bit. At Kim's nod, Brick turned around, reminiscing about his break-up with Amelia. "That's exactly what Amelia said last year when she dumped me. I mean, when we, you know, broke up."

"Well, you can't really call it breaking up if we haven't even…"

"I was a wreck. I totally blew it in the big game against East Side. So what did you want to talk to me about?"

Now feeling guilty that she was about to cause Brick emotional distress, Kim told Brick she couldn't wait for Friday. When Brick left, Kim hung her head. "I am so toast."


Bonnie Rockwaller growled as she attempted to watch something on her phone and couldn't get the internet working. What was she supposed to do to pass the time? At least she didn't have any homework online. Turning to say something to her best friend, Bonnie noticed Stoppable and growled at him smiling.

"What are you smiling about, lo – I mean, Stoppable?" Bonnie questioned. She would have called Stoppable loser, but she didn't want to inadvertently flirt with Ron.

"I'm happy over the fact that the video signals are down," Ron said. "It leaves more time for communicating with each other and for you to spend time with your sisters."

Bonnie scoffed. "Over my dead body." Ron shrugged and started to head to class. "Ron," Bonnie called.

Ron turned around and faced Tara and Bonnie. "Yes?"

"You'll tell me if I'm flirting with you or giving you a code, correct?"

Ron stared at a hopeful Bonnie. He didn't immediately answer right away, instead thinking if he should give Bonnie the satisfaction. "Yeah, I will."

Bonnie thanked him and turned to her cheer friends. Before she could say anything, Tara asked Ron if he wanted to hang out with her at the mall. Ron said he couldn't tonight but asked for a rain check, which Tara agreed to, pleased her crush was giving her attention.

"So want to join me at the mall later?" Tara asked Bonnie. Bonnie replied with a megawatt smile.


Shego peered up from the library computer she was pretending to read from as she caught Adrena Lynn finishing up her work. She heard Adrena Lynn mention the sidekick and Brick Flagg being Kim's boyfriend, which Shego knew was a load of [censored]. Once Adrena Lynn logged off and began to leave, Shego closed her book and followed the extreme stuntswoman outside. When Adrena Lynn's back was turned, Shego pounced.


That night, Mr. Dr. Possible was grumbling to himself as he tried to fix the TV in the living room. The only images on the TV were pixaleted and staticky. "Darn TV!" Mr. Dr. Possible cried as he whacked the TV.

"Whack it again, Dad!" Tim begged. "You have to make it work. What good is having a broken leg if you can't watch TV all day?"

"Maybe this a good thing. We can have some quality family time," Mrs. Dr. Possible suggested.

Both Jim and Tim cringed at that idea. "Dad, please!" Jim whined.

"You're a rocket scientist. Can't you do something?" Tim asked.

"Well, I could put it in geosynchronous orbit, but I'm not sure how that would help," Mr. Dr. P confessed.

Mrs. Dr. Possible greeted her daughter as she came down the stairs wearing her green shirt and backpack. She groaned and slumped down on her chair, eventually telling her parents who had her undivided attention – the TV was broken – that Ron made up a story about her liking Brick and how she was stuck dating him or else the team would blow it against East Side.

"Er, I don't think you need to worry about –" Jim began out as the staticky television formed a clear picture.

"Dating Brick tonight," Tim cut in as Jim pointed behind Mr. Dr. Possible's back where a picture of Brick was on the screen.

"Hey, I thought you said Kim wanted to meet me here," Brick called out to the audience.

"Oh, she'll be here," a familiar voice assured as the TV shifted to show a woman with long black hair in a green catsuit.

"Shego?" Kim questioned in confusion. From the times that she had fought Shego, Kim thought she had a good idea the type of villain Shego was, only for this to throw her for a loop. Why would Shego be behind the busted video signals? Something wasn't adding up.

"I'm fairly certain Kimmie is watching this. Adrena Lynn was the one who cut the video signals. Presently, she's sleeping it off. If you don't want me to murder her and Brick in cold hard blood, then you'll bring your sidekick. Both of them. I'll be at the old Middleton fairground." Shego made a cutting gesture with her hand and the TV returned to its usual station

"Shego wouldn't do that, would she?" Mrs. Dr. Possible wondered.

Kim shook her head and confessed that Shego was not that type of villain and that it was just an attempt to draw her team out. Nonetheless, Kim informed her parents that she was going and left the house to see Ron and Andrew.

"I saw the news report," Ron greeted. "I hate the fairground. It's totally haunted. I lost ten bucks trying to win a stuffed hippo."

"Amp down the drama, Ron, and let's go," Kim ordered. "Crud! I forgot about Andrew."

"I can have a friend drive," Andrew offered.

"Could we do that? I don't want to have a sore butt when we get there," Ron confessed, earning a look of disgust from his friends. Liz ended up being the ride for the three of them. Kim and Ron noticed some tension between Liz and Andrew on the ride over, but they didn't comment about it until they arrived on the fairground.

"What was that back there?" Kim wondered.

"Nothing," Andrew hedged.

Kim and Ron didn't buy Andrew's response, but the two didn't press further. As the three approached the fairgrounds, they spotted Brick tied in a roller-coaster car and Shego by the lever. To Ron, everything looked exactly the same. The only difference was the villain was Shego and not Adrena Lynn.

Shego smirked as the lights in the fairgrounds turned on, signifying the heroes' arrival. "They all came. I knew I could draw you out."

"Release the prisoners, Shego!" Kim ordered.

"Prisoner, singular," Shego corrected. "Adrena Lynn is already at a hospital. She'll live. Probably."

"If you wanted a fight so badly, you could have just asked," Kim pointed out, her hands clenched.

"By going to Middleton High and asking for a fight? Not happening. By the way, I like your house, Stoppable." At Kim's puzzled glance to Ron, Shego said, "Ron didn't tell you I was in his house recently?"

"No, he did not," Kim said as she sent a glare in Ron's direction, signifying that they would be having this conversation later.

Deciding that enough time had been wasted on small chitchat, Shego jumped off the roller-coaster, igniting her plasma fists as she did so. Kim dodged the attack and shifted into a fighting position. After circling each other to try and find an advantage of sorts, Kim jumped at Shego, sending powerful punches and kicks at the female villainous. Despite her mind being elsewhere, Shego seemed to have Kim on the defensive. Kim was a good fighter, but she didn't have the killer instinct that Shego had honed through the years. When Kim overextended, a feral grin graced Shego's face as she knocked Kim's arm aside, grabbed her neck, and lifted her off the ground.

"Well, Kim," Shego began as she ignited her other fist in plasma, "looks like you weren't all that after all."

"No!" a voice cried out. A blast of plasma arced forward and hit Shego in the chest. The attack hardly fazed her, but it was enough of a distraction that Shego threw Kim backward on the ground and fled. Before leaving, Shego knocked out the cameraman and stole his camera.

Shaking her head and glancing at Andrew who still had his plasma fists out, Kim whispered, "What the [censored]?" Glancing at Ron who did not appear surprised, Kim shouted, "Ron! You knew?!"

"I did, as does the entire world at this point," Ron said as he glared at Andrew. Not wanting to explain things further, Ron told his friends he was headed home and ran off. Kim shook herself out of her daze as she activated her jet pack and flew Brick to safety.

"Look, Kim, I get it," Brick said.

Raising her eyebrows, Kim asked, "You get what?"

"You had that skinny guy Rob–"

"Ron," Kim corrected.

"– expose Adrena Lynn so she'd freak out and set up this whole Brick thing just to prove you dig me. Kim, you're nice and all, but you try too hard. This is too much. I'm sorry, but it's over," Brick stated before he walked off, leaving a surprised Kim and Andrew behind.

"Well, that was unexpected," Andrew said after a few minutes of silence.

"I know!" Kim exclaimed. Turning to Andrew, Kim said, "I can't believe you have the same powers as Shego. How is that possible?"

Andrew sighed as he looked down at the ground. "Kim, Ron and I have been keeping something from you. It's time you know the truth."


A/N: Finished before April! Hooray! I doubt two updates in under a month will happen again, but props to myself for completing the goal I had set out. Six more episodes to write and then I think I'll be done with season 1. That means about twelve more chapters. Next episode, Josh Mankey appears and everyone deals with the revelation that Andrew has the same powers as Shego. I expect the first part of Crush will be long, as I'm leaning towards having Andrew reveal the future to Kim and perhaps some other people. Mrs. Dr. Possible realizes something monumental and… something else. Until next time!