Ok boys and girls good reviews no one said the spelling was bad in along
time so I also have to thank Ace Lannigan. This chapter is going to be a
little short I think but next chapter well be longer. Anyway here's chapter
nine I hope you like it and please review.

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Chapter 9: Worries For a Friend

Kim sat in the cafeteria telling an intently listening Monique about her encounter with Monkey Fist, Ron and Shego.

"So anyway Monkey Fist is in worse condition than Ron. Shego not only broke his nose but his jaw as well, in five places." Kim finished the story and waited for Monique's response.

"So you just let them get away?" Monique asked.

"Ron was vitally injured!" Kim yelled at her friend as if it was obvious. "He needed to get to a hospital and Shego could get him there faster than me."

"I think he deserved it." Monique said a serious look on her face.

"You can't be serious!" Kim yelled. "Its Ron! He's our friend. He invented the Naco. He had a naked mole-rat named Rufus. Come on, you can't forget Rufus."

"You're talking about the old Ron. I'm talking about the Ron that stole two million plus dollars in priceless items."

"Only one million eighty-three dollars worth," Kim cut in, but Monique continued.

"The Ron who has beat you up and sent you packing forty-two times in a row."

"Thirty-nine and a half, the other times were Shego and him," Kim tried again but Monique kept going.

"The Ron who the newspapers call The Great Silver & Shego, History's Greatest Thieves. Not Even Kim Possible Can Beat Them."

"Okay maybe you're right. Ron did deserve it. But, does that mean he's not my friend anymore?"

Meanwhile far away somewhere in the Atlantic Ron was waking up on a table in a white room. He had bandages wrapped on his chest and stomach, and a sling on his arm. He moaned softly as he slowly opened his eyes to find a very worried Shego watching over him.

"You're awake. Thank god." Shego said. She didn't even try to hide the worry in her voice.

"You almost sound like you were worried," Ron said trying to joke but his voice sounded tired and weak.

"Of course I was worried. I love you," Shego said.

"What was that?" Ron asked picking up on what Shego had just said.

Shego's eyes went wide as she realized what she said. "I said I was worried and stopped." Shego bit her lip rubbing one of her arms nervously looking completely out of character.

"But do you feel the same?"

Ron sat up with some difficulty. Due to the bandages wrapped around his chest and stomach and the sling on his arm. He kissed Shego deeply but pulled away before the kiss got too intense. "Yeah I love you too."

Shego smiled but it quickly went away as Ron doubled over in pain holding his ribs. "You shouldn't move you bruised four ribs and dislocated your shoulder. I put Monkey Fist in traction for it though." Shego said, anger coming to her eyes as she clenched her fist.

"My arm doesn't feel that bad," Ron said, moving his arm in a circle.

"Dr. D put it back in place," Shego said, lightly pushing Ron back down on the table. But he intently shot back up, regretting it as he grabbed his ribs.

"Drakken? Why him of all people?!" Ron shouted.

"Stop yelling you'll hurt yourself. I was worried I didn't know what to do; and, Drakken is the only person I know who could help you."

"Okay what did you give him?" Ron asked. "He obviously wanted something."

"Well the statue," Shego said.

"Oh, that's okay I didn't want that anyway," Ron said.

"And we have to work for him again." Shego said quickly.

"What!" Ron shouted, "but we said we weren't going to work for him anymore."

"I know but you needed help and you were bleeding-and I just said we would-and there was a contract-and I just wanted you to be ok." Shego said on the brink of tears.

"Ok," Ron said trying to calm her down, "I got a plan."