Disclaimer: Enter witty statement on how I don't own Kim Possible.

Bonnie began to relax as she heard small soft snores coming out of Ron's mouth. She continued to stroke his hair as she smiled looking at him. She had to admit that the admission he made worried her. Not for her own safety, but for his. Fate had not been kind to him; it did give him plenty at which to be angry. She thought back to the news reports about the quiet people and all that they had done.

'He was quiet, we never thought he was capable of this.' That is a load of bull. Bombs are quiet before exploding. Luckily this seems to be the only thing that Ron is quiet about. Maybe if I help him everything will be okay. He isn't a loner, he does have social skills, as raw as they are, he still wasn't a loner, she contemplated as she slowly started tracing the lines of scratches and scars on his torso and arms.

After tracing the lines on his arms Bonnie though back to his normal outfits. All of them had long sleeves, even in the summer. Now she knew why. To many questions to answer if others saw them. He probably has Kim convinced that they were all from missions, she mused.

"Ron-Ron, no matter what happens I will not turn away from you. I swear I won't," she promised in a soft quiet voice as to not wake him.

Okay I admit, this is nice, not as nice as what I wanted to do, but nice none the less, capitulated the 'Bonnie' voice.

I tried to tell you, being a good girl is fun but you kept shutting me up, said the voice that Bonnie now called Bon-Bon.

Bonnie's eyes closed in relaxation as she kept gently stroking Ron's chest. Voices and thoughts stopped in her head as the bliss of sleep washed over her also. They two slept comfortably, gently touching each other in innocence.


Bonnie awoke to the sun beginning to peer through the window of the living room. She looked down with a smile and noted that Ron was in the almost the same position. He was more on his side now, his head now facing her abdomen. He had a smile on his face, not the goofy grin that he normally wore. Bonnie smiled when the urge hit her. She looked around and managed to coax a throw pillow to her.

Bonnie gently lifted Ron's head, slid out, and placed the pillow under his head. She kissed his cheek lightly, and went to the half-bath off the kitchen. She sighed as she sat down and thought back to the night before.

As she left the bathroom she heard the phone ring. She slid to a stop at the kitchen phone and picked it up. What will I tell Mama Stoppable? It's not like we meant to sleep together last night, we just fell asleep on the couch. That doesn't count does it? freaked Bon-Bon. Bonnie picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Bonnie, I am so sorry, so sorry, so sorry," gushed Tara to the phone.

"Oh Tara, I thought it might be someone else. What do you want?"

"I just had to apologize to you. I didn't know what they were going to do. They said that they had something funny for you. I thought that they were going to give you a gag gift, like the keys to nothing they gave to me, and said it was for my brain... Anyway, I wanted to apologize. I broke up with Brick when he came around. I tried to find you yesterday, but you weren't anywhere," Bonnie heard Tara finally take a breath. "I couldn't find you at any of the hang outs last night, though Monique said that you had been in at Club Banana, so I knew you were still alive and all that, and when I got home it was late and my parents confiscated my phone, and you weren't responding to IM's or Email. So I called and I hope I didn't wake you..."

"Tara, deep breath time. I am okay. I had supper with Ron and his parents. And before you jump to conclusions, they are friends of my father. When his mom heard that I was going to be home alone she insisted that I come over. I left there and came home. Wound up falling asleep on the couch. Real exciting, I just had to have some time to think. Things might be a bit different, but they will be okay."

"Oh, cool, so you want to go shopping or something today?"

"I already have plans, but how about tomorrow after practice?"

"Great, see you tomorrow. Bye Bonnie."

"Bye, Tara," she hung up the phone and peered into the living room in time to see blond hair rise over the back of the couch.

"Good morning, Ron-Ron. How did you sleep?"

"Uh, morning Bon-Bon, okay I guess. Last thing I remember was laying on the couch with my head in you lap, next thing is waking up."

"Thats pretty much how I was also, except I did watch you a little as you slept," she said as she crossed the floor to him to brush down his hair and to kiss him on the cheek.

"Mmm, I could get used to that. Did I hear the phone ring?"

Bonnie nodded, "Tara called to check on me since she couldn't find me at all yesterday."

"If she was worried, why didn't she call your cell?"

"The poor girl was in panic mode till Monique said that she saw me. I probably have a hundred IM's from Tara waiting for me, not to mention email. She is sweet, but sometimes... Well that is what makes her Tara."

Ron grinned at her, "And what makes you?"

A sultry smile appeared on her face, "What makes Bonnie, or what makes Bon-Bon?"

"Uh, Bon-Bon."

Bonnie giggled, "Good answer, To tell you the truth I think the only distance is that Bon-Bon is nicer to people and not so, well sexual. Bonnie wants everything with as little work as possible, and is VERY sexual. Last night I think they came to terms with each other and decided to share."

"Thats great, Bon-Bon."

"Thanks, I think I might need to tell you the reason. It's you. I'm worried about you Ron. I know you are afraid of what is in you, but if you keep everything bottled in you will explode. If you do that who knows what will happen, who will be hurt. More than likely it will be the people close to you. And since I want to be close to you... It might be me. We need to find a way to start letting it out, or do you want to take the chance of hurting me?"

Ron looked dumbfounded at her. "Bonnie, I..."

She stopped his response by putting her finger to his mouth. "We can talk about it at brunch. We need to start getting ready. Just remember that I Love You and couldn't stand for anything bad to happen to you. The guest shower is down the hall on the left." She kissed him full on the lips and left the shocked teen in her living room.

Ron watched her leave the room. Then it dawned on him, "She said 'I Love You'."