In The Tub

She freaked, screaming his name. "Ron!"

"Gah!…KP?!" Ron about jumped out of his skin, he had fallen asleep in the tub.

"Ron, you're ok! You're alive!" She fell into the tub as she grabbed him in a hug. Spilling water and bubbles on the floor.

"Alive? Yes and I'm naked here too Kim--private time." He tried to cover himself up as best he could.

"I thought I'd lost you…when I got your note." She knelt over top of him and held him tightly as she cried.

"What note? Why would you have lost me?" Ron was wondering 'Does she know already?'

"I thought you were going to kill yourself. I don't know why I thought that when I read it but I did, I'm sorry."

"Kim you don't have to apologize for being concerned about me."

"Ron…I…Its just all the things it said…I thought…I thought of you." She lay her head against his.

"Kim." He enjoyed having Kim in the tub with him but he was not able to let her do this anymore.

"Ron I never want to lose you." She kissed him.

"Kim…before we go any further. Can I get dressed?"

Kim was very embarrassed when she suddenly realized that she was sitting on top of his naked body in a tub full of warm water and bubbles.

"You should change your clothes too Kim. Take some of mine out of the closet and put yours in the dryer." Kim got up off of him and dried off a little before going out into his room to change out of her wet clothes. Ron got out of the tub and began to towel off. He was surprised by the large bruise that was forming so quickly where Kim had landed on him. 'God I look like hell, no wonder she thought I was dead.' He suddenly had a sharp pain in his side and started coughing violently. Spitting up bloody chunks into the sink.

"Are you ok in there Ron?" She asked through the door.

"I am sick you know." She didn't need to know now just how sick he was. "I'll be out in a minute why don't you head down stairs."

Ron got dressed and made his way slowly down the stairs. He found Kim in the kitchen. She was dressed in his clothes. Even though they were very loose on her she looked beautiful. "You're looking good KP. Rroww."

She just rolled her eyes at him. He began to cough again.

"Are you sure you're ok Ron?" He waved his hand in a 'I'm fine' motion as he tried to repress his cough.

He walked into the kitchen and stood next to Kim. "Any ideas on who wrote it?"

"No. If it wasn't you then I have no idea who would have. Maybe Wade could scan it for prints or DNA or something." Kim got her Kimmunicator out and beeped Wade.

Wade appeared on the screen. "Hey Kim what's the… Why are you wearing Ron's clothes?"

"It's a long story Wade, I need you to scan this for prints, DNA, and any other clues as to who wrote it." Kim held the Kimmunicator over the paper as a green beam scanned its surface.

"I'll get back to you if I find anything."

"Thanks Wade."

Ron took the letter and read it. When he was finished he put it down and pulled up a chair next to Kim. "Kim do you really believe that I could kill myself over something so trivial?"

"What do you mean Ron?"

He reached out and took her hand in his looking in her eyes "Telling you that I love you. I always have and I always will. You know that don't you?"

Kim didn't know quite how to react, Ron had never been this forward with her in his life. "Ron I…I don't know what I know right now."

Flashback: Monday Afternoon

Terminal. Inoperable. The words hang over him like a dark cloud as he places the envelope into Kim's locker. 'How could I have cancer? I'm only 16 for Christ's sake. They say I don't have any chance of seeing the end of the week. She'll probably know I wrote this, and come looking for me. I'll tell her then…'

Ron led Kim out of the kitchen into the backyard. "Kim. I…we need to talk."

To Be Continued…