Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable, and all other copyrighted content is property of Disney.

Please r&r. This is my first fan-fiction.

First, thanks to all my reviewers so far. I really appreciate your support and criticism. Second, this is not the end…oh I still have a little to go yet. There will be more missions…maybe even some appearances from other characters.

Chapter 11 The Big Date

Kim stirred as Ron looked down at her. 'Shego planned this didn't she.' He thought, as he lay there remembering last night's events. Kim stirred again. 'She has always looked so beautiful sleeping.' He thought remembering many of the times they had awoken in the same bed together, sexual or otherwise. This was one of his guilty pleasures; watching Kim Possible sleep. She finally opened her eyes and looked up at him, and smiled.

"Good morning." Ron whispered with a slight smile.

"Morning" She whispered back with her own smile. Not making any move to disengage herself from his side. "Sorry I did not wake you last night. I thought it would be ok if I just slept here with you, though." She said looking down at his chest tracing her finger along his side. It might still be a little awkward, but she did not want to let go just yet, besides, he seemed to be Ok with it.

"Its fine, were both adults, and we have not done anything to be ashamed about." He replied, making no move to remove her. He was content to let her lie there as long as she felt comfortable. "Kind of' like old times when we used to have those sleepovers when we were kids. Remember?" He said. Kim giggled, looking back up at him now.

"Yeah, but I don't recall ever waking up like this though. I don't believe that happened till college… there were those few times after missions in high school though." Kim replied, remembering when they had both passed out on her bed a few times after some missions, waking up much like this. At the time she did not understand why her mom had never said much about it when she woke them up. She had just thought it was because they were both still fully clothed in mission gear, and had obviously not been fooling around. However, after they began dating, she suspected her mom had been trying to tell her that she approved of Ron all along.

With that she finally felt like she might be crossing a line, so she rolled away from him and sat up.

"We'll we better get up. You and I have a full day, so we better get moving." Kim said as she stretched getting out of the bed and heading for the bathroom. She glanced back at Ron who looked a little disappointed that she gotten up and a small smile graced her lips. 'Shego may have dated him, but he's still mine.' She thought as she closed the door behind her.

Kim was right. They did have a full day ahead of them. They had to eat breakfast, and after was morning training. Then it was off to the doctor at twelve, a late lunch, then to cap the day off they had a date. Ron smiled at this, a lot to do, but he could not wait for their date that night, he had been planning it out and was sure to impress her. That would have to wait till the time came though; the first order of business was to fix breakfast. Ron got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. There he found his other house guest already awake drinking a cup of coffee and staring out the window.

"Morning Sheila."

"Ron….looks like you and Kimmie had a busy night last night." She smirked, only turning slightly to see him out of the corner of her eye.

"Not quite, we only slept in the same bed. No hanky-panky. Not that you need to be asking." Ron replied with a sidelong glace at her.

"Hmm…you're still no fun. When are you going to break out of your little rules Ronnie? Everybody needs to get laid sometimes." Ron gave her a frown as he began to prepare breakfast for the three. She just grinned back at him. If there was one thing that would always remain the same about Sheila Go it would be her snide comments and smirk. Evan after that had become friends she still loved to tease him this way, especially concerning Kim.

Ron knew Sheila was not necessarily jealous of Kim and his romantic relationship, but she was a tad bit of their friendship. They had actually talked about it often enough that he understood what she might be feeling about all this. Sheila had never really made a lot of friends during her life, and some of the few she had, she had chased away when she turned evil. Sex and boyfriends were actually fairly easy to come by for her. She was sexy, had a dynamite figure, and could 'hang with the guys' without being out of place. Deep relationships were another matter. She let very few people deep enough into her life to be able to call them friends, and even fewer into her heart. Ron and she actually shared a good, deep, loving friendship. She trusted and respected him enough to let him into her life deeper than anybody else, and he actually trusted and respected her. It was good, but they had both realized it was not love. They had dated briefly, had even gone as far as having some really good make-out sessions. But Ron had made the decision a long time ago to not have sex with someone unless he truly could say he was in love with them. And although she wanted to, she had to respect his decision. To her sex was just sex. To him, it was the fulfillment of a deep personal, emotion, and physical connection. That was something Shego admired about Ron; if he made a commitment to it, he would keep it. That was not to say that he did not want to have sex with her, he very much wanted to, but he hade made a commitment to himself, plus he was still in love with Kim, even Shego could not deny that.

"Shego." Ron only called her Shego when he wanted to make sure she would listen to him. She looked up at him.

"Look, I know you might be a little uneasy about Kim and I being friends and all again. I just want to say that you are my friend too, and I don't want to you to think you don't have a place in my life because of it. In fact, I kind of hoped that you…after a while…might come to be friends with Kim too." Ron looked pleading. She could tell he wanted this to work. He still was in love with Kim, but he did not want to push away his other friends because of it. She sighed. Four years ago, Shego the villain would not care what anybody thought, or wanted her to do. Shego the villain was a lonely person, though.

"Alright Ron, I'll give her a shot. But don't think I'm going to stick around if you start to get all mushy around me." She said sternly, and then added with a smirk. "And don't think that it means I'll quite teasing her."

"Fair enough, you never stopped making-fun of me." He grinned back. She smiled and nodded. "By the way, I don't know if Kim mentioned it to you last night but she and I have a date tonight."

"No she didn't…mind if I tag along and make it interesting?" Ron just frowned at her. "Don't worry lover-boy; I'm not coming along, besides I have to be getting out of here later this afternoon."

"Why so short a visit? You usually stay for three or four days." Ron was disappointed and relieved at the same time. It would take a lot of time, and steel nerves to make Sheila and Kim friends, but it disappointed him because she only dropped by every couple of months to catch up.

"I got a call from my government friends last night just before I got here. Seems they have another job, but I have to be out on a flight later this afternoon."

"What about a flight later this afternoon?" Kim said just catching the end of conversation as she walked into the room. Before Ron could respond Sheila spoke up.

"Ron and I are going on a little trip to the French Alps. Did you know this time of year it's practically impossible to get outdoors up there? I just don't know what we'll do trapped in a small cabin all alone." She quipped, suggestively walking over to Ron, pressing her body to his back and wrapping her arm around his neck. Kim growled, looking angrily at Sheila.

"Sheila." Ron said authoritatively. She detached herself from his back and resumed her spot by the window, grinning the whole way at Kim. "Sheila was actually telling me she has a job to leave for later this afternoon." Ron explained, ignoring the pointed stair Kim was giving Sheila. Ron finished cooking breakfast and everyone sat down to eat. It would have been a pleasant breakfast for sure, if not for the icy stares, and pointed comments passing between Kim and Sheila. 'Sheila just has to push Kim's buttons.' Ron thought. After breakfast Shego would join them for some morning training, then she would leave for the airport, and Kim and Ron would go to visit the doctor.

As Kim was finishing her morning exercises she noticed the instead of moving on to his normal form practice he and Sheila were both stretching.

"Whatcha' stretching for Ron?" Kim asked, trying her best to ignore Sheila.

"Instead of Form practice this morning I and Sheila are going to spar." He answered almost matter-of-factly.

"Mind if I stay and watch." She said between clenched teeth. She a little tweaked that he was not sparring with her, and at the same time, because he could and would be sparring with Sheila…or Shego….her old rival…especially when it came to fighting. Ron actually caught on.

"Sorry KP, I would spar with you, but you still have your leg to worry about. Don't fret though; eventually you'll get your chance to fight me, and Sheila if you want. For now, though, you'll just have to watch."

"Give her a good hard kick for me." Kim replied. Ron just raised an eyebrow.

Sheila had excused herself for a minute just before Ron was ready to spar, and was now returning to the matt. Earlier she had meditated and stretched in a simple white gi, but now she had returned in none other than her signature green and black jumpsuit.

"We'll Shego…does that mean you're taking this fight a little more seriously?" Ron asked with a smirk of his own.

"You know it monkey boy…as an added bonus you and Kimmie get to see me in my old, skintight, jumpsuit." Sheila replied with an evil smile and a glance toward Kim at the 'skintight' comment.

Ron took up a position at the end of the mat, and Sheila took up one at the other. They bowed to one another then took defensive stances. For a minute or two they circled, in defensive posture. Kim new that they were sizing one another up, and trying to see any weak point in the others concentration. Ron struck first. He threw a quick jab at Sheila's face with one hand and immediately transitioned to a low leg sweep as she dodged to one side. Sheila countered by jumping over the leg sweep and striking with her left leg. Ron dodged and back flipped up back into his defensive stance. Each fighter's movements were precise and regulated, they seemed to be slow and deliberate, and as they kept fighting their movements became swifter and harder. Kim watched intensely, soon they were both landing a few strikes here and there. Sheila would land a kick to the center of Ron's chest; he would catch her leg in mid swing and counter with a palm strike to her side. Eventually Kim noticed that they were both fighting with the skill and speed that she had once fought Sheila with. Ron had improved; it really had not hit her till now that he really had become a formidable fighter.

Sheila and Ron did not stop there however, they began sparring even more quickly and intensely until Ron suddenly slammed Sheila with a strike to the back of her head, followed by a swift kick to the center of her back sending her flying across the room to land in a heap near Kim on the other side of the matt. She sprung to her feet off the matt with an angry and determined look to her face.

"You're going to pay for that one Stoppable!" Sheila growled as she pulled herself back into a defensive stance. She emphasized her point by brining her green 'go team glow' to bear, igniting her hands.

"So you want to take this one up a notch?" Ron replied smoothly. Kim's eyes widened and she let out an 'Eep!' as Ron held his hand up.

"Lotus Blade!" Ron said as the blue glowing sword flew from the table at the end of the room into his waiting hand. 'That must be the magic sword Ron told me about all those years ago, when I first met Yori and he told me the story about Yamonuchi.' Kim thought as she watched him re-position himself with the sword.

The rest of the fight did not last long. Sheila moved in and after a couple of swipes with her glowing hands, she fired a bolt of green energy at Ron. Ron stopped it with the broad side of the sword and immediately was in motion. He moved with inhuman speed, Kim gasped as Ron became a red and black blur, moving so quickly that even her trained eyes could not follow. Sheila was hit hard in the stomach and then quickly sent flying by another hit to her shoulder from behind. When the two finally came to a stop Ron stood over a laid out Sheila with a blue glowing bow an inch away from her neck. Sheila nodded slightly and Ron stepped back. He bowed to her as she got up; out of breath she bowed back. Kim was speechless. Not only had Ron just soundly and decidedly beat Shego at her best, but he had far surpassed just being a formidable fighter, he was a force unto himself! Kim was again surprised when the bow he had somehow come to hold suddenly changed back into a sword and he gently placed it back on the table at the end of the room.

"Are you alright Shego?" Kim snidely remarked to her as she got up to congratulate Ron on his win.

"Never better, Kimmie" Sheila replied narrowing her eyes at the younger woman.

"Congratulations Ron! That was amazing, I don't think I have ever seen anybody fight as well as you did." Kim said, as she walked over to him and gave him a small hug. Ron blushed a little. One, he was not used to the attention; Master Sensei always said a true master of martial arts is humble. Two, it was Kim, and even when they were dating in college it was unusual for her to complement his fighting abilities.

"Thanks KP, but I am only as good as those I am fighting against." Ron replied giving a nod to Sheila. She half-smiled back and headed for small shower room to shower up and change. As soon as Kim knew Sheila was gone she turned back to Ron.

"Ron, don't take this the wrong way, but I just don't know how you can stand to be friends with her! She's just so...so…infuriating." Kim stammered giving an angry look to where Sheila had exited the room.

"Kim, calm down. Sheila is just trying to push your buttons; she likes to prank like that. She even does it to me all the time, it's kinda' like her way to show affection." Ron gave Kim a small smile and she just sighed. "Look KP, I told her this morning that I wanted her to give you a chance; that maybe you two could eventually become friends. I would like for you to do the same for her. I know it won't be easy, and you two may never become best buds, but please, do it for me? She and you are both important to me." Ron said giving her his version of Kim's own puppy-dog-pout. Kim giggled at his attempt at her famous face.

"Oh, alright Ron. I'll do it for you." Kim said looked a little defeated.

"Who knows, you may find you have more in common than you think!" Kim just gave him a weak smile.

The remainder of the day went fairly quickly. Shego said her goodbyes to Ron, and even gave Kim a quick handshake on her way out. Ron took Kim to her doctor's appointment. She was pleasantly surprised to hear her eyesight had returned to 100 percent, however she should still avoid direct sunlight for another couple of weeks. Her leg was healing fast, and she would have her cast off just after Thanksgiving.

Ron stood waiting in his living room for Kim to emerge from the guest bedroom. They had returned later that afternoon, and after lunch Kim had immediately ducked into 'her' room to prepare for their date. In the meantime Ron called ahead to prepare for their dates events. Now all he lacked was his date.

"Ron." Kim said as she made her entrance into the living room. He was standing with his back to her, looking at the picture of them in mission gear sitting on his mantel. He turned as he herd her call his name.

Ron stood with is mouth agape. She was more beautiful than he remembered, not that he did not think that before, but here, standing before him, was Kim dressed in an identical dress to the one she wore to their junior prom nearly eight years before. She blushed and smiled sheepishly at him. He looked good himself, dressed in a smart black suite with a dark blue shirt, open at the collar, it complimented his hair, and her dress nicely.

"Wow…KP. You look amazing." Ron smiled his 'for Kim' smile at her as he regained some sense of composure.

"You don't look so bad yourself, handsome." She said as she walked over and briefly ran one hand down his chest. "Are we going?" She asked after a minute of him just looking at her with his hands on her waist.

Kim was surprised this time to find a limo waiting for the two in front of Ron's house. She looked at him, and he just grinned back as she climbed in next to her in the back. The night was magical. It was a beautiful clear, Miami evening. Being November and Miami the temperature was just right. Ron had arranged for them to eat dinner at what he called the 'second best' restaurant in Miami. It was a small beachside café that, apparently, was a well kept local secrete. After dinner Ron took her dancing at an elegant local restaurant and club. It was wonderful…almost like being at prom all over again…only this time more grown-up, and no Dr. Drakken to deal with. They had ended the night cuddling on Ron's back porch staring at the stars, soothed by the sound of the ocean lapping at the beach.

"Ron…I had a wonderful time tonight." Kim said, smiling peacefully and leaning back onto his chest with his arms wrapped around her waste as they sat looking at the ocean.

"I'm glad you did, I had a good time too. You know KP, I've missed you. I have missed us." Ron nearly choked out the last part. It has always been hard for him to talk about his feelings, he was much better at showing them by his actions. Kim turned in his arms to look at him. He was blushing and smiling sheepishly. She smiled back as she took his chin with her hand and lifted his fact to look at her. She knew his look. It was a look of happiness, hope, fear, and longing all rolled into one. She felt the same emotions, but as she looked back at him she knew this was what she had missed for the past six years. She was part of him; they were part of each other. He had longed for her, and she had longed for him. They had always been together, nearly since birth. Six years was torment for both, she never wanted to be away from him that long again.

"Kim…I…" Ron started to speak again as she leaned into him and cut him off, kissing him, breaking a few minutes later.

"Ron, I know you said you wanted to take it slow…but, Ron I….Ron I still love you!" Kim said as tears began rolling down her cheeks.

"Kim." He said taking her hands in his. "I love you too. I never stopped loving you, even when I was mad, even when I was in Japan, even when I had nearly given up on ever seeing you again." He said, smiling, as a tear rolled down his own cheek. They kissed again. They had both changed a little in the last six years, but it would never be enough to keep them apart. Someone once said that people, themselves, don't change; only their situation changes, maybe it was true.