Disclaimer: I own not Kim Possible or Supergirl/Kara. I do own these little grey cells called my brain, which when you thing about it puts me ahead of some people. The concept of placing Kara and Kim and Ron in the same universe comes from Jezrianna. This is not in her stories' universe; it is set in a branched off universe from it. The Mandelbrot set for Fan Fics just got a new curve.

Kim woke bleary eyed and cursing the ball of fire that brought the morning too early in her opinion. She forced herself out of bed the only way she knew, the promise of coffee. She stumbled to the kitchen after glaring at the pile of books acquired for the research paper that she was supposed to finish this weekend. She sighed heavily when she looked at the living room.

It had been cleaned up from the ransacking that Ron put on it last night. Probably Kara, thought Kim. The room was still messy, there were clothes strewn on the furniture and floor. This popped Kim into a more wakeful state. She took out the ear plugs.

"Either these new ones are better, or someone was being quiet," Kim mused.

Kim followed the trail and started to reason. Kara's shirt followed Ron's shirt. Understandable, tit for tat, and mentioning tit there is Kara's bra. Kim sighed and traced the four shoes to the door of Ron's room. After there it is all conjecture. Kim shook her head and headed for the promised land of the kitchen for that elixir of caffeine.

Having brewed a pot of coffee and poured her a mug Kim settled down with her BioChem book and started going over the material from the last lecture. Still no sound of stirring from the other bedroom and the peace of dorm life Saturday morning made a quiet background to review the subject matter. Then a knock at the door shattered the peace.

Kim silently cursed; all she wanted was some quiet to study in at home. Grudgingly she arose and crossed to the door. Looking out of the key hole, she saw the one person she didn't expect to see, Jennifer the bitch that caused the problems last night.

"Just a minute," Kim said aloud, then more quietly, "I might as well have some fun."

Opening the door, Kim put on her biggest fake smile. "Jennifer, here to twist the knife into Ron's broken bleeding heart?"

"Kim, please don't start. I had a moment of weakness. I am here to apologize so things can go back to normal."

"Normal? Is that what you are looking for from Ron? Wrong place for that."

"You know what I mean. Is he here?"

"He was last night after we found him on the Ledge. I don't know if he is here now. No one has come out of the room."

"Well, I will check, if that is okay with you," the brown haired woman snipped.

"Be my guest," Kim smirked.

Jennifer crossed the living room eyes bugging out at the site of the woman's shirt and bra; she knew that was too big for Kim. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed as she went to knock on the bedroom door.

"No, don't," Kim said softly to know one in particular. Well at least I tried, thought Kim. Her sense of Karma satiated, she moved to a better position for the show.

"Is that the relief?" asked a woman's voice beyond the wall.

Jennifer wrenched the knob and flung the door open to be greeted by the nude torso of a veritable goddess next to the form of her former boyfriend.

"I'm glad you are here. I called a couple of hours ago. We had a terminal case of DSB and I have done all I can, take over for me?"

"What? Huh? NO! You Bastard," Jennifer ranted as she looked for something to throw, then she stormed out. She slammed the front door as she left.

Kim crawled to the doorway after the debilitating affects of the belly laugh subsided. Wiping a tear from her eye she looked into the room.

"So are YOU the relief?" queried Kara.

"I WILL throw something, unlike her."

"It's not what it looks like anyway, KP."

"Really? Well From the trail of clothes, the only other thing is a mobile game of strip poker."

"Do I smell coffee?"

"Yeah, Kara, I made some about twenty minutes ago."

"Want one, Ron?"

Ron nodded as Kara got out of bed. Kim turned her head, but caught out of the corner of her eye that Kara still had on her panties, thongs that they were.

Kim raised an eye to her best friend as Kara got the coffee for them.

"I told you. After you retired for the night, Kara and I talked and then it got a little hot and heavy. We made it to the bed, then, we kind of stopped. We spent the next hour or so cuddled up and talking."

Kara returned with two steaming cups. "Here you go," she kissed the rim of the cup and handed it to Ron.

"So, what's on the agenda today?"

"Well, I know that I need to study some. I was going over BioChem when I was interrupted. I should work on my research paper, but that isn't due for two weeks and I am just fine tuning it now. What about you Ron?"

"I have consulted with my schedule and all it has is to spend to day with one if not two beautiful women."

Kara looked at him, "You mean that you have no studying or work to do?"

Ron looked sheepish, "Well…"

"I thought so, and just what do you need to study?"

"Calculus and Anatomy."

"Tell you what, I will help you study so you can get it done faster, and then we can head out for a bit. First thought I better call Aunt Martha and let her know where I am so she won't freak if she tries to reach me at the dorms."

As Kara moved out of the room Kim tossed one of Ron's shirts to her. "Modesty please, I have enough body image problems."

"But Kim, I like your body."

Kim blushed as the Argonian walked past. She wasn't bi, at least she didn't think so, but if Kara had offered and the situation right Kim knew she would be hard pressed to turn her down.

"So, Ron, what did you have planned?"

"There is a new little bistro a couple of blocks off campus."

"Low lights, soft music?"

"Yeah…"

"Would you like me to catch up with you two after that?"

"Well… Part of me says yes. Part says no. I want to thank you and Kara for caring about me. I mean how many people have friends that would drop everything to do what you two did for me. I would like to take Kara out to a romantic place, that is for sure, but this is not about that. And, Ms. Possible, don't go trying to bail just so we can be alone. We can do that well enough on our own, and you know it."

Kim smiled. "I know. I better start cracking the books, or I will not be going anywhere. You need to also."

Kara came back into the room. "Well I explained everything to Aunt Martha, and she said, quote if that girl didn't see you for the special person you are you are better off without her unquote."

Kim and Ron laughed at the very bad impersonation of their now third grandmother. The Kent's now an empty nest again had taken to the two crime fighters on their visit to Smallville, and their continued friendship with Kara had cemented the fact. They get on occasions, cookies and other home made goodies through the mail, always followed by a call the day it arrives.

Kara looked amused, but not. "I won't go into some of the other things, but she sends her love and to be expecting a package Monday."

"I hope its chocolate chip this time. They so rock," Kim sighed with thoughts of the dreaded freshman fifteen coming to mind, "but then I will have to workout more."

"What's wrong Kara?"

"Just some of the other things that she said."

"Such as?"

"What a good guy that Ron was and how he would make a fine husband to some lucky woman; she left out the verbal 'hint hint'."

Kim once again started to laugh. Kara continued, "She knows I am not ready to settle. Hell, Ron and I have talked about it."

"She wants you to be happy, and hey if it happens it happens. I have on good authority that we have time," Ron stated. "Now what about this study help that you promised."

"Right, do you still have those body markers that I gave you for your birthday."

"Yes, why?"

"Study guides," she grinned mischievously.

Kim stood up and started to leave the room. "And on that note," she said and she closed the door.