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Chapter 6 Release
"Ron, please. I may be blind but I am not deaf." Ron gulped down his third grandé sized naco of the night, and then laughed at her comment.
"Here you are the head chef at Miami's premiere five star restaurant, and yet you still eat Bueno Nacho by the barrel full, I guess some things will never change!" Kim said with an amused smile. They had spent most of the evening talking about this and that, mainly their lives and what they had done since college. They both carefully avoided anymore discussion of their own and other relationships, which worked to help lighten the mood for both. It had been and emotional and physical drain with all that had happened in the last day, so it was a relief for both of them to avoid the subject.
Around dinner time they were both hit with and enormous apatite. Ron had decided to give Kim a break from hospital food, and go out and get them both Bueno Nacho. Not that she had eaten a lot of it, since she had only been awake since just before lunch, but then again it's never too early to get a break from hospital food. He had gotten her the usual chimmarito meal, and he had opted for three Naco meals. Two meals for dinner and one for later.
"What time is it?"
"It's about nine forty-five." Ron answered Kim had already started to develop a few strange tendencies due to the fact that she was temporarily blind. One of them was asking the time every ten minutes or so. Another was asking who, and where everybody was in the room. Every once in a while she would reach out with her hands on both sides of the bed trying to gauge just who and/or what was around her. Ron had asked about these, quietly, to the last doctor who had come in. He explained that it was probably a temporary reaction do to the blindness. Ron remembered reading (and definitely agreeing) with her personality work-up that GJ had done after high school. One of her traits was control. Kim always wanted to be in control of a situation, and have all the knowledge to deal with said situation. If Kim was introduced to new factors she had no knowledge of she had relied on Wade and Ron for information, and moral support (respectively). When Kim reached out of the bed Ron would put up his arm and let her grab it as a way to let her know where he was.
"We'll I guess I better head on home Kim. It has been a tiring two days, and I need all the beauty rest I can get." Ron grinned. They had both agreed that it might be better if Ron go home that night and leave Kim alone for a while. Not that his support was unappreciated by Kim, she had made it abundantly clear that she was extremely glad he was there with her.
"Are you going to be here in the morning for my release?" Kim asked a little tremor shaking her voice. She was a little afraid that he might not want to come back.
"Sure KP, if you want me here." Ron said. Kim smiled at her nickname; he was the only one she had ever allowed to use it. As a result she had not heard it a lot in six years.
"Please, if you don't' have to work or anything that is."
"I'll be here then, goodnight. Get better, ok." Ron reached down and gently hugged her.
"Goodnight Ron, and thanks….you know, for being my friend and all." She hugged him back, clinging a little for fear that she might wake-up and discover that they had not made-up and this was really some sort of dream. Ron left, and now Kim was alone with her thoughts. Not that she would have much time to think as tired as she was.
Kim lay back ready for sleep. It irked her to no end not being able to see, and yet it had heightened some of her senses. Ron had seemed different. He still smelled, sounded, and talked like Ron. However, he was definitely more mature in his words and actions. The old Ron would have never let things go that easily, and the old Ron would have asked the doctor private questions in front of Kim and realized it was a mistake only later after Kim got mad. He felt different too, well not that different, but he seemed larger, a slight bit more muscular perhaps. Ron had made great strides when they had gone to college. He had started a regular workout routine, took karate lessons, and had even studied harder. Maybe these things had just become habit after they had broken up. Drifting into sleep Kim sighed. "I hope this works out, he doesn't know how much I need him, and have missed him over the years".
"Yo Wade, what's the sitch?" Asked a groggy Ron. He had gotten home only about an hour before when Wade had decided to call him. Ron had briefed him earlier on his way to pick up dinner, but did not expect to talk to him again that day.
"Sorry to wake you Ron, but I thought I would ask you if you had made a decision on GJ's proposal."
"I still am not sure Wade, I don't really know if I want to put myself on the 'radar' so to speak. You know I have only entertained missions when it was Kim in trouble."
"Yes, I know. Have you considered that this may be a way of helping her again when she is in trouble? She is out of commission for two months, and this would go a long way towards possibly resurrecting the 'unbeatable' myth of Team Possible to the villains. That could be worth a lot to GJ, and Kim as well. You know she has been on the loosing end of a few missions lately."
"That is some food for thought. This isn't only about the offer though is it Wade?"
"No, that's not all I called about. Kim's been getting sloppy on missions and I wish I could say that it was a recent thing. She's been getting distracted and talks about how things would be different if you were around. The past three years, since she took on regular missions with GJ, have been a steady downward spiral as far as success goes. I did not tell you earlier because I did not want to alarm you, but now seems like the right time. She really could use your help."
"Yes I do whish you had told me earlier. You could be right; it might just be time to reveal who the 'black blur' that saves Kim Possible is. Alright Wade, I'll do it. I don't want any publicity, or anyone to know my real identity, however. I'll work out the details with Agent Rightsman tomorrow. What do you think?"
"Alright Ron! I was hoping you would agree. In honor of your decision I made you a little present. It should be landing on your upstairs deck in five, four, three, two, one…now." Ron got up and made his way upstairs and out to the deck where there was a small rectangular box attached to a parachute.
"Your very own battle suit. This one is a little more advanced than Kim's, only because I just finished it this afternoon. Otherwise I could have included even more in it." Ron removed the suit from the box. It contained the suit's shirt, pants, boots, utility belt, and a full face mask.
"Wade, this is awesome, but you know I could have just worn my black Gi." Ron said as he examined the new suit. It was almost the reverse of Kim's white and blue battle suit. The main body of the suit was black, but the bright blue remained in the same spots as on Kim's.
"Wait till you hear the features. Like Kim's it has a built in energy shield, grappling hook, and healing ability. In addition this baby can alter your body temperature to allow you maximum muscle efficiency, and it has active camouflage, like the Wade-bot.
"Wow, how does the muscle thing work, though?"
"It raises your skin temperature when your muscles are not warmed up yet, and lowers the temperature when you start to sweat; they both allow you to have increased endurance and power. Kind of like a heater and air-conditioner built into your clothes."
"Wow, you never cease to amaze Wade man!"
"I aim to please….so when do you plan to tell Kim?" Wade said turning serious. He detested playing matchmaker, but it was for their own good. Wade had always been both of their friends, and when they split he had been torn in two. For the last six years he was their go-between. Keeping each up to date on the other, hearing their latest tale of woe on how horrible it was they did not have the other and playing tech guru to both. He was sick of it, they both needed each other, they both wanted each other, and this was his and their chance to see if a mends could be made.
"That's a good question. I don't suppose I could just leave her in the dark about it could I?"
"Ron that would not be wise. You know she'll find out and be tweaked."
"True, true…I don't know when I'll tell her. Let me think about it. How to tell her may just be harder than making the decision to take missions again." They both laughed. Telling Kim would be no easy task.
Kim and Ron were happily chatting when the Doctor came in to the hospital room the following morning. It was not too early, around ten, so both of them had gotten plenty of rest, although Kim would have preferred to have just gotten out of there as early as possible.
"We'll Miss Possible, and Mr. Stoppable, good morning to both of you. You seem to be better this morning Miss Possible, so we will go ahead and see if you are ready to get out of here. We need to do one more exam this morning just to see how you are recovering, and then we can release you."
"Thank goodness." Kim said. She had always hated hospitals. As the Doctor conducted his examination Agent Rightsman had shown up and had taken Ron to talk about the offer GJ had given him. Kim new something was up when Ron left to talk to the Agent, if he were going to outright refuse, he would have stayed and told him in front of Kim. As the doctor was finishing, both men returned.
"Alright, Agent Rightsman, if everything I requested can be agreed to, I don't see a problem ."
"Yes Mr. Stoppable, I believe we can accommodate your requests. I will let Dr. Director know of your decision when I speak to her this afternoon. We thank you for your cooperation, and we will make sure that your time is well compensated for." Kim heard the tail-end of the conversation as they re-entered the room. She would ask Ron about it later, perhaps.
"Well Miss Possible, everything looks good, you are ready to be released. We will however, need you to stay in town for the next week. Your eyes seem to be healing well, but we would like our experts to continue to treat them until you can see again."
"A week?" Kim said a little perplexed. "Where am I going to stay? How am I going to get around? I am blind right now; I can't just get up and walk wherever I want to."
"Global Justice has arranged that you stay at the Miami Marriot Hotel and Resort, in a suite for the next week Agent Possible, you will be provided with anything you require, as well as an assistant to help you when you need it." Agent Rightsman said. Kim had only just realized the implications of her being blind, and having a broken leg. Being new at it she would need somebody to help her do lots of things: Eat, change clothes, take her places, guide her around, etc... This was going to be tough, and it would be even tougher in a place she did not know, and with a person she was not comfortable with. Kim was normally a very personable individual and good in any social situation. She was not comfortable, however, when it came to strangers touching her, much less strangers she could not see.
"Excuse me Agent Rightsman. Could I have a moment alone with Ron, please?" The agent and doctor looked confused, but obeyed leaving a perplexed Ron standing there.
"Uh…Ron."
"Yes, Kim."
"Can I ask you a huge, huge favor? I know we have only had a day or so to catch up, and things are still strange between us…but I was wondering. You know how I am with people touching me, and…ah…you told me you owned a house down here…and…uh…I was wondering, If I might…." Kim was nervous, twisting her hair around a finger, and biting her bottom lip.
"…might be able to stay at my place for the next week." Ron finished. "KP, I don't know…we just made up and…"
"Please Ron, I'll try not to be a burden and everything, I just…it's a strange city, and I don't know these agents… and"
"Oh, alright Kim. You can stay, but no more cracks about Bueno Nacho, alright." Ron said grinning…out of nervousness, and his joke.
"Oh! Thank you so much Ron, thank you, thank you!" Kim said ringing her hands. She was nervous too, but this would be much better than a stranger, and it might give her and Ron a chance to mend their relationship even more.
"Are you sure you want this Agent Possible? If there is anything you need we can provide it" Agent Rightsman said as Ron wheeled Kim out to his car and helped her in.
"Send over some spending money to compensate Ron for my food, and other expenses. I could also use some clothes ASAP." Kim ordered. She had not realized it till a little while ago, but she had no clothes. Her battle suit had been shredded by the explosion, and then cut off at the hospital. All she had at the moment were scrubs that the hospital had provided.
"No need for the clothes Agent Rightsman." Ron said.
"RON!" Kim screeched. Ron chuckled.
"Amp down KP, that's not what I meant. I talked to Wade while they were processing your paperwork, and he should have a box of brand new Club Banana clothes waiting at my house by the time we get there. And don't worry about outfits; he matched some you already wear. He even included unmentionables."
"Oh…wow, I'll need to thank Wade when I talk to him, and then hurt him for knowing what underwear I wear."
'This is going to be one crazy week' Ron thought. "We'll KP, off we go." Ron said as he pulled out of the hospital parking lot heading towards his house.