Hello! I haven't updated in a while... schools been hectic... We've been reading "Great Expectations" if you've ever read it you know how I feel... Anyways... you probably want to read the next chapter. I do not own Kim Possible... blady bla bla bla...


A few days later Ron and Althia returned to work. The day was going slow. There wasn't a lot of business, but a few customers every now and then. Around three Ron took his fifteen minute break while Althia cleaned the tables. Little did they know who was outside.

Outside in his vehicle sat Althia's father with three other men.

"Alright. You three go in and corner her. Then cut her throat and leave her there to die." he told them.

"Sure thing." said one of them. "We'll be out in no time."

"Well then get going!" her father yelled. The three men walked in and acted normal while Althia was wiping the tables. They walked up to the counter and acted as if nothing was wrong.

"I'll be with you in just a minute." said Althia. The three men then took this time and walked over to Althia. "Can I help you?"

One of the men had a knife pulled out and quickly began walking towards her, cornering her.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed. He pressed her against the wall. "RON!"

Ron heard Althia yelling. He got up and ran out the door of the break room and pushed the two men, behind the one with the knife, and out of the way. The knife was now at Althia's throat. Ron reached his hand over the man's sholder, grabbed the hand with the knife, and pulled it out of the way. Ron then pushed him against the wall, punched him, but was suddenly pulled back by the other two men. Althia stood there in shock not know what to do. She looked at the things she had around her and in a split second grabbed the spray bottle with the cleaner in it. She ran over to Ron and sprayed the men in the eyes. Ron got up.

"Get out!" he yelled. The two men with cleaner in there eyes scrambled to their feet and ran for the door. Quickly followed by the other man. "Are you ok!"

"Yea." she said. Shehugged him."Thanks Ron."

While they were in there embrace Althia's father outside had picked up his gun andwasaiming it for Althia's head. WhenRon looked out the window and saw him. Ron knew he had little time.

"GET DOWN!" Ron yelled. He threw Althia down on the floor and got on top of her. The shot broked the large window and glass came pouring down on them. Althia, not being able to see what was going on, covered her head in fear. Ron whispered,"Stay down."

Althia's father then, in rage, began to shoot out every window. When Ron realized this he grabbed Althia's head and tried to keep her covered as much as possible. When the firings finally stopped, Ron looked up. He then heard a car speed off down the road.

"Althia?" he asked.

"Ron! Are you alright!" she responded.

"Yea. Come on we're going to crawl behind the counter. Just in case he comes back." he told her. Ron let her go ahead of him and they quickly got behind the counter.

"Ron call the police!" she told him.

"We have no evidence that he done it." said Ron. Althia sighed knowing she was right.

"I'm really sorry Ron. You shouldn't be involved in this." she told him. "And look at the resturant."

"It's alright." he told her crawling into the break room. She followed. He then stood up and got the phone.

"Who are you calling?" she asked.

"Monique." he told her. "I'm gonna ask her if Kimberly can stay with her a few days."

"Ron... yo-" she began. He held his hand up for her to stop. Monique had answered the phone. He explained the entire situation.

"Of course Ron I'll watch her." she told him.

"Thanks Monique. I'll call you tonight. Bye." he hung up the phone. "Come on. Were going to take the rest of the day off and then we'll get something done about these windows."

"Don't you need to board them up?" she asked.

"Yea but it would take forever. They wouldn't finish bytonight." he told her. "I'll just lock the freezer and put every thing else in the break room that way no one can steal it." he told her.

"Ok." she replied as they walked outside and went home.

That night...

It was quiet as a car drove up in the Bueno Nacho parking lot. A man got out and crawled inside the window. He picked the lock on the breakroom door and got in. He then walked around to the front of the desk and looked threw the drawers finding one of Ron's name tags.

"Ron Stoppable..." he said. Then he looked up to see a picture of Ron and Kimberly on the desk. "So... You have a daughter. This could be interesting"

No one saw Althia's father enter or leave the resturant that night.

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