Bonnie Rockwaller's Heart p 3

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Mission Debrief and Vigil at Ron's Side

Mrs. Dr. Possible comes into the bathroom and sees Ron in the tub, with Kim and Bonnie right with him. She asks, "How bad is he?"

Bonnie replies, "Very bad, Mrs. Possible. When I found him, he staggered and fell onto the street. I could feel the heat coming from his body as my hand got close to him. I think if I had waited any longer, he would have been a goner for sure." Her eyes start tearing at the thought of him dying so young and she shakes her head.

Kim says, "He'll be okay, Bonnie. We just have to keep him cool at all times until we can find out what is wrong with him. Mom, any ideas?"

Mrs. Dr. Possible replies, "I'll have to take a sample of his blood and rush it to the lab. Has he been around anything strange lately? Different chemicals, strange odors, that kind of thing."

Kim ponders and says, "There were some strange chemicals involved during our last mission. Yet I was exposed to them at the same time, but without any effects." Mrs. Dr. Possible nods in understanding and goes close to the tub. Bonnie and Kim move out of the way in time for Mrs. Dr. Possible to get the sample of his blood.

She says, "Ron, I'm sure you can feel this. Please bear with me on this." She sees him weakly nod and smiles at his reaction. She says, "Kimmie, come and hold his hand, let him know you're here. Bonnie, even though you're not the best of friends with him, hold a hand as well." Both girls nod and go to opposite sides of the tub, each taking a hand.

Mrs. Dr. Possible plunges the sample collector needle into his arm, resulting in a tight grip in both hands, targeting the girls' hands. Bonnie has to bite her lip from screaming in pain, given the pressure exerted on her hand. Kim, on the other hand, is able to control herself until her Mom is done. When Mrs. Dr. Possible puts the test tube into the sample collector, she nods when she sees the blood rush into the tube. When it's almost full, she brings out the tube and gently places it into a cloth and wraps it soundly. She removes the needle and puts a piece of gauze onto his arm.

She then says, "Ron, you can let go now." Ron releases both girls' hands and they run out the bathroom, out the door and into the front yard, where they let out a loud scream of pain. "YEEOOWWCH!"

As they shake their hands, Bonnie looks over at Kim and asks, "How can you stand the pain until it gets to be too unbearable? His hands feel like a freaking vise!"

Kim nods and replies, "No argument there, Bonnie. As for where I learned it, I learned it during my martial arts education. One of the things I learned is just because an opponent may not look like much, that opponent may be able to surprise and hurt you. Ron squeezing our hands was merely a reaction to a stimulus not of his control, or desire."

Bonnie examines her nearly crushed hand and says, "From here on out, I better make sure he doesn't get mad at me. If he's able to compress hands while unconscious, imagine the damage he can do while he's conscious." Kim nods again and giggles.

Bonnie then asks, "What's so funny, Kim? Did something funny happen on the mission?"

Kim replies, "Yeah. Motor Ed was doing his air guitar solo and Monkey Fist tried joining in. Ron told me that it was just sick and wrong, a monkey man doing air guitar. Sure enough, he was right. Monkey Fist sounded like someone was strangling a cat, or, in his case, a monkey. In any case, we swooped in and started clobbering them, along with the monkey ninjas. Ron's fighting skills had improved ever since he returned from Japan. He's less clumsy, but he's still Ron and goofy as ever. I wouldn't trade that for anything."

Mrs. Dr. Possible then calls out, "Kimmie, I have a question for you about this mark on Ron's arm!" Both girls go inside and go to the bathroom. They see Mrs. Dr. Possible examining Ron's right arm intently. She then says, "This mark is recent. Like it just happened earlier today."

Kim gets a close look and says, "He's been bitten. One of the monkey ninjas must have bitten him. Here's another mark, but it looks like an impact mark. It's here on his left wrist, almost as if he punched the furry little sucker off of his arm."

Mrs. Dr. Possible nods and says, "If it's treatable, we'll find out. My guess is, this bite mark is the cause of his fever."

Bonnie sighs and says, "I hope you find out soon, Dr." Mrs. Dr. Possible smiles and goes back outside and to her car, eager to find out what had happened and the source of his illness.

Kim looks at Ron and says, "We better check on his body temp. Bonnie, up in the medicine cabinet, you'll find a digital thermometer. If it's low enough, we'll bring him out of the tub and put him on the couch. We'll take shifts, watching over him. You can take the first shift and I'll relieve you in six hours, seeing as we have school tomorrow and we both need to sleep."

Bonnie nods as she goes to the medicine cabinet and finds the thermometer. She brings it out after slipping a protective covering onto it and Kim opens his mouth, lifting his tongue with a finger. Bonnie slips the thermometer into his mouth and presses the button.

In five seconds, the readout display reads, '87-F'. Bonnie smiles and says, "He's within the normal temperature range of regular humans. That's a good sign." Kim nods in agreement.

She then gets a towel and says, "We have to be discreet and gentle about moving him. I'll go see about getting him something to sleep in while you dry him off." Bonnie nods and smiles a twisted smile as Kim goes to the nearest closet that may have something in Ron's size.

Meanwhile, Bonnie hoists Ron up out of the tub and sees his package, revealed by the ice cold water. Bonnie is about to get on her knees, but then decides against it, for now. She sticks her hand down into his shorts and strokes his member, getting an instant reaction to her touch. Encouraged by this reaction, she smiles and starts drying him off, hoping he'll get better soon.

When Kim returns with the bed clothing in Ron's size, she sees Bonnie drying him off, with him seated on the toilet. She then says, "Bonnie, why don't you take his boxers off? They need to be dried off anyway."

Bonnie smiles seductively and replies, "Okay, if you'll hold him up by his shoulders, I should be able to pull them off." She lifts Ron off of the toilet and gently hands him to Kim. She then gets down on her knees and takes his shorts down. Being surprisingly mature, Bonnie concentrates on getting him covered up as much as possible. As she lifts the top of the pajama bottoms above his waist, she gently kisses his midsection and gets back onto her feet.

Both girls then set him back down and put the pajama top on him, Bonnie unbuttoning the nightshirt and Kim moving his arms through the sleeves. Ron then starts coming around, groggily at first and blinking. His head rolls over to the side as he goes unconscious again. Kim and Bonnie sigh, knowing they have their work cut out for them in getting him into the living room and onto the couch.

With that thought in mind, Bonnie and Kim lift Ron back off of the toilet seat and carry him into the living room and place him onto the couch. When they are sure he's comfortable, they start their vigil shift, watching over his face and condition, hoping that he'll be all right.