Chapter 3

See disclaimer in the default chapter.

"Kimberly Ann Possible answer me!"

"Come on, Kimberly Ann-" Ron screamed as he slowly descended the ladder.

'She better not be dead.' Ron thought as he checked the next step. 'Dangit, how far down is this hole.'

Ron kept inching his way down. Soon it was pitch black, and was becoming colder than at the surface. Minutes later his mouth was clanging, as the immense cold came over him.

"Kkk-iii-m!" He chattered.

Ron tried for the next step, and found his foot on solid ground. He quickly jumped from the ladder, and turned. 'God its dark.' Ron thought as he looked up. He could see a faint glow of the light from the top of the ladder.

He pulled his shirt around his arms remebering he left his jacket on the surface. "Kim?"

Ron waited for even a faint reply; finding none whatsoever, he got down on his knees. Once there, he felt around. Inching his body forward with each movement. His right hand went out and found what felt like hair. He went toward it as his hands wandered. Soon he found her face, stomach, and legs.

"Kim." He said as he checked for a pulse, which he found, and let out a held in breath. "Yes."

He then pulled her close, cradling her head. He leaned back a bit, finding a wall directly behind him. He leaned fully onto it, finding he was exhausted from the climb, and the double heart attack. He pulled her even more onto his lap, laying her head aginst the crook in his neck. He then put his arms around her possessively, not wanting to ever let go.

"Love you." Ron said as he fell into a deep sleep.

"Hmm…"

Kim opened her eyes, seeing nothing but black. She jerked quickly, waking Ron up.

"Kim!" Ron said as he grabbed for her blindly, hugging her with all his might.

"Ron! Ow!" Kim said as she felt pain shoot through her forearm and knee.

"What? Is something broke?" Ron asked quickly.

"I think my forearm is, and maybe my knee." Kim said groggily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Kim. Its just I thought I lost you earlier." Ron confessed as he leaned back.

"Not yet." Kim smiled. "Whew I'm so tired, I think I'll just lay back and go back to sleep." She leaned back onto his chest.

"Ok… wait."

"What?"

"You can't go back asleep. You have a concussion." Ron caressed her hair.

"So. I've already been asleep."

"That was a knock out, totally different."

"Sure. Wake me up later."

"Can't. I don't want to lose you. Lets talk."

"About what?" Kim asked as she sat up quickly.

"Something. Anything." Ron said as he pulled her back to his chest.

Liking the feeling, "Ok shoot."