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

A few chapters to go yet, I think there may be just two or three more…it all depends on how I decide to split up the remaining ideas I want to work into the storyline. Sorry I did not describe the 'meal scene' in more detail, but it's late and I have to work in the morning. Plus, I'll just let you use your imagination; after all "…we all have the power of imagination!"

Chapter 12 Home

A few months after Kim had joined Global Justice as a full time agent the organization decided to move its headquarters from near Middleton Colorado to upstate New York. There they would have quicker access to world events, and would also be closer to New York City, as well as Washington D.C. Dr. Director personally asked Kim as to what she would rather do. She could stay in Middleton, come to New York, or choose any of GJ's more than sixty global stations to work out of. As the top operations and undercover agent in the organization she was afforded all the resources that they could offer her. Kim had chosen to make the move to New York with the rest of the top personnel for the agency. Technically she could work out of anywhere in the world. All she had to do was tell Wade and anything she needed would be brought to her, but as top agent she wanted to be close to central command. Kim also had another reason for moving.

Like Ron, Kim had a hard time staying in Middleton after their breakup. She had briefly moved back home after graduation, and had stayed after being offered the job at GJ. It was hard on her though, she was torn between wanting to be close to her family and needing to get away from the memories of her shattered relationship. When Dr. Director gave her the choice of where to locate she jumped at the chance to move away. She could visit her family on holidays and vacations, and it would give her a chance to move on with life, make new friends and all that sort of thing. It was harder than expected though. Kim had taken for granted just how close she and Ron were; not only emotionally, but professionally as well. Kim's personality had helped, she was a popular person in high school and college for a reason, you know. She had made some friends easily, she was not really interested in starting any relationships, and she actually enjoyed living away from home. However, she worked a lot, and since she was now a solo artist, it became lonely.

The partners Dr. Director had tried to have her placed with would usually either quit or she would send them packing. It did not matter if they were a male or female, people could just not handle being partnered with Kim Possible. For one, she was bossy. She was the superior officer, an experienced agent, and had a problem with letting her own ego get out of control. Ron knew how to handle her, he could get away with criticizing, and he knew how to get her back into perspective; she would cut anybody else down to size for the same thing. Another reason was the fact that she was now constantly in 'mission mode'. One thing that her failed missions had taught her was that if people saw she could be broken in any way, they would try to go after her; but in usual Kim style, she had let it get out of control. Life was challenge; every challenge should be conquered, and controlled. Kim had let it roll over into her personal life as well as professional. She was now always serious, always in control, and always on edge. She bottled everything up insider her and let it out on the first person who crossed any line. It had earned her the reputation as being a 'cold fish' as well as a few heated breakups with professional partners, and boyfriends.

In the week that Ron had once again re-entered her life, she had let it all slide away. She felt more 'normal' now than she had in years. Kim felt like she could do anything again, she felt like being nice to people just for being alive. It was wonderful; she could be herself around Ron; faults and all. She could let herself cry with him, she could tell him if she was scared or happy or sad, or whatever. Ron would know what she was feeling, he could comfort her, and he could make her happy. He could and would do anything for her, and she would do the same for him. It was something she could not just give up again. She had to make a decision. The whole morning she had thought about it, and as they entered the Miami Airport and made their way two the terminal she finally settled on what to do.

"Ron?" She turned to face him as they stood at the gate waiting for Agent Rightsman to arrive with her paper work and ticket.

"Yes KP?"

"I can't go back."

"What?"

"I can't go back to New York Ron. I won't go back."

"Kim, New York is your home now. It's where you work, you have friends there, and…"

"No Ron, New York is not my home; it's just where my stuff is. I don't' want to be apart anymore. I can't be apart from you anymore. I can be myself around you, I feel like I'm Kim Possible again." Kim looked at Ron with pleading eyes. He sighed. He did not want her to go, but he was afraid something would happen again. He had to think about it for a moment. What if something did happen and it did not work out…what if. He finally settled. Damn the 'what-ifs', he wanted her to stay, she wanted to stay. It had made them both happy to be together again, it was worth any risk. If she was Ok with it, he would be too.

"Alright KP, you can stay. I don't think I could be happy apart from you again anyway." He finally answered her, a large goofy grin spreading across his face.

"BOOYAH!" Kim excitedly yelled and jumped into his arms, kissing him.

"We'll it seems I lost that bet with Betty." Agent Rightsman said approaching the couple as the broke from their kiss. He had a folder full of paper work ready in one hand and a plane ticket in the other.

"Dr. Director and you bet on us?" Kim questioned looking a little annoyed. Agent Rightsman just broke into an uncharacteristic grin.

"She insisted on sending two sets of paper work, due to the possibility you would not want to return to GJ Headquarters. One set is for your transfer back to HQ, and the other is for your permanent transfer to our Miami office. Which will it be Agent Possible?"

"Permanent transfers to Miami, please." Kim flashed him a wide grin with her answer.

"I thought as much. As an added bonus, once you resume field operations, you will no longer be under the supervision of Sub-Director Will Du." Agent Rightsman grinned again at this. Kim and Will had never gotten along, and it had only gotten worse when he was promoted to Sub-Director. In truth his skills paled in comparison to Kim's, but since he had been with the organization so long, Dr. Director could not just promote Kim past him. He was made a Sub-Director, mainly, to just get him out of the way. He had, however, proven more effective as an administrator than as a full time agent, so he had eventually been put in charge of field operatives; much to Kim's dislike.

"Agent Stoppable, I have paper work for you as well. These are your credentials as an active GJ agent, and here are your ID badges, and clearance papers." The Agent handed Ron several cards, along with some papers to sign. Ron was now an official, active, law enforcement agent; authorized with security clearance, and even to use lethal force.

"Boohyah! Just call me Stoppable, Ron Stoppable." He replied with his best James Bond impersonation. Kim just looked at him and laughed. Agent Rightsman sighed and put a hand on his head.

"Agents, Dr. Director wanted me to tell you that she will be arriving in Miami in six week's time to conduct an inspection of our facility, as such she wants you both to join her during the inspection, as well as to personally debrief her on your last missions, and subsequent recovery. We will send a driver to pick you the morning of the inspection." Agent Rightsman nodded to both then left. Kim and Ron left the airport smiling and holding hands.

Kim awoke with a chill late at night. Even though it was Miami, winter brought an interesting mix of weather to the region. It could go from hot during the day to downright cold at night. She felt around the bed only to notice an open spot beside her. Groggily rousing herself from sleep she found her nightshirt, put it on, and proceeded to look around for Ron. He was not far, only standing and leaning on the rail of the deck just outside the bedroom. He was dressed only in his pajama bottoms and staring at the ocean, in his hand was a familiar blue device.

"Ron? Is everything alright?" Kim softly disturbed him from his haze as she walked out onto the deck beside him.

"Yeah KP…everything is fine, just got a call from Wade for another mission that's all." Ron looked down; Kim could tell something was troubling him about it. The last two weeks had been wonderful. Things had developed quickly in their re-ignited relationship, and they had soon found it was not as awkward as they feared it might be.

Ron had only been on three missions since Kim had come back into his life. He enjoyed helping again, kicking villain butt was fun, but he and Kim had argued a little over the last one. The first was, of course, against Gill; the second one found Ron pitted against DNAmy, another easily won fight. The third was against a local crime syndicate, one that was noted for its brutality. Kim had not wanted Ron to go on the mission. She was afraid of his lack of experience with terrorist. Kim knew Ron could fight, but she was unnerved, mainly, by the fact that she would not be there to save him if he got in trouble. They had argued about it, Kim finally agreed that he would be Ok to go, and he had left, still angry at her for doubting him. When he returned everything was fine, they apologized to each other and had made-up. That was not what was bothering him though.

"What's wrong Ron? Tell me, please."

"Alright…it's just…this mission is against Dementor." Ron looked worriedly at her. He was afraid that she would want to go, and he was also afraid of what he might do himself on the mission. Kim had witnessed how mad Ron could get when someone tired to hurt her in college. He might not have been the best fighter then, but he could get real nasty when it came to her safety. He had once broken six henchmen's legs and a few arms, and that was before he could fight like he could now. Kim understood why he was hesitant to accept this mission.

"Ron, it's Ok. I don't want to go on the mission, but if you feel like you should, then go. I know you're afraid of what you might do, but I have faith in you. Wade would have not called you in if he thought anybody else could handle it." Kim looked at him and gave him a re-assuring nod. He gave her a half hearted smile back.

"Alright, I'll go. I don't want him doing to others what he could have done to you."

"You are a good man Ron Stoppable, I believe you can do it, and I believe that you can put your personal feelings aside for this one." Kim placed her hand on his cheek and locked eyes with him. They kissed and hugged for a moment, and then Ron left to change into his battle suite and catch his ride for the mission. Kim starred a little worriedly at where he had left the room, and then went to see him off as he left in the VTOL that had arrived for him.

"Zee pan-dimensional vortex inducer is finally mine…again!" Dr. Dementor excitedly cried upon returning to his layer. Ron was already waiting in the rafters as he moved into the main vault of the complex.

"jheese….what is this…the fourth or fifth time that thing has been stolen by either Drakken or Dementor?" Ron mused quietly to himself as he lowered himself into a dark corner of the room.

"Well Dementor, are you ready to give it back again?" Ron boomed from the corner, filling the room with his voice. Before the mad scientist could even retort there was a swift black and blue blur and half his Henchco enhanced henchmen went down like sacks of potatoes. Ron came to a stop in front of the remaining thugs and their boss, looking menacing behind his battle suite and facemask.

"We'll the rumors are true, Kim Possible does have some sort of super savior. But it seems my little explosion on that rig took her out like I intended. Why else would you be here before her?" Dementor quickly flashed and evil smile as Ron started to get angry. He could see the ninja's eyes narrow and his muscles tense, indicating he was indeed angry about what he had done to Kim. He steeped back behind his henchman.

"Attack him!" Dementor barked. Ron was angry and struggled to control himself as he carefully knocked the rest of the henchman out. It was all he could do not to go charging like a raging bull, trying to kill everything in sight.

"Alright Dementor give it up. Your henchmen are gone and you can't possibly fight me." Ron growled as he moved in towards the deranged man.

"Tell me, did you get to see her die? Or did you just see the body afterwards?" Dementor replied sending Ron into a rage. He jumped at the short man only to be painfully electrocuted and sent flying backwards.

"How do you like my new toy? It sends an electrical charge through anyone not wearing a special inhibitor bracelet. So you see, you can't beat me!" The mad doctor then began to laugh as Ron groaned and rolled onto his side so he could get back up. Ron had not had to activate the battle suite on any missions yet, so this was a good enough time to try. The built in energy shield might protect him from another electrocution.

"You have not won yet, you walking napoleon complex!" Ron pressed the center of his suits belt causing it to spring to life, the blue patches and bands immediately glowed brightly. This time with a much more controlled move Ron jumped towards the scientist, the electricity jolted, but dissipated on the ball of energy that formed around Ron. Dementor had just enough time to let out a small yelp as Ron foot smashed into his belt, sending him flying into a concrete column and breaking his 'toy'. Ron calmly walked over to the nearly unconscious man and hoisted him up by the front of his shirt so that he was just an inch from his face.

"Just so you know Kim is fine and recovering somewhere safe. She'll be back to kick your ass again later, I'm just repaying the favor you did her." With that Ron dropped the man back to the concrete floor, completely knocking him out. Ron let out a sigh. It was good Kim and he had that talk before the mission, otherwise he might have killed Dementor for hurting her. She had faith in him, and that was enough that he could control himself.

"Did everything go ok?" Kim groggily asked as Ron slipped back into bed beside her a little while later.

"Yeah, everything went fine, and nobody got seriously hurt." Ron replied quietly as she rolled beside him and rapped one arm around his chest.

"Hmm….you'd think they would learn by now that nobody wins against us." Kim said sleepily as she drifted back to sleep.

"No they don't….us…" He pondered as he looked down at his sleeping girlfriend. "Yes…us."

It was Thanksgiving Day. Somehow Kim had convinced her family that she was till recovering at the GJ facility in Miami and there was no way she would make it back for the holiday. She sent her regards, and would definitely be back for Christmas. Kim was still a little uncomfortable about telling her family just yet that she and Ron were back together. Ron had not really been pushing for her to tell them, but he had been finding it increasingly difficult to keep it from his parents. He was Jewish after all, and his mother could be pushy…especially when it came to girls. Not that she was against other religious beliefs; she just wanted Ron to find one.

Ron's family was not very big, so Thanksgiving was normally a small affair for the Stoppable's. When in high school he would normally eat a thanksgiving lunch with his family, including a few grandparents and Cousin Shawn, then make his way over to the Possible household to eat thanksgiving dinner with Kim and her family. Kim had a big family, but as with her parents, her whole family saw Ron as an 'extended' relative. It was nice, he got along with everyone, and, best of all, he ate till he could eat no more. Since he had left Middleton nearly six years ago he had not been back. Normally his parents would come into town for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and he was more than willing to fly them down. This year, though, his mother had finally won on her proposal of spending the holiday with just her and Mr. Stoppable in a romantic cabin near Mt. Middleton. Ron was older, most of his immediate family had married off, or died, and he was independent enough not to mind. Kim and he had decided to invite a few friends, who did not spend the holiday with family, and have their own little meal. Little was not the word though. Sheila was there, and much to Kim's amusement, Ron had tracked down her brothers and invited them. Ron's boss had come, and even his friend the architect who designed his house had come.

The meal went well…even if Sheila was constantly berating her brothers for their behavior. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. Kim and Sheila had actually gotten along, sort of, and Ron's boss had been duly shocked to learn that Kim was The Kim Possible and that Ron was once her sidekick. By the end of the night they were both exhausted from hosting. Ron's boss had gone home earlier, Team Go had been called on a mission after a while of trading stories of their heroic exploits…even with Shego, and Sheila and the Architect had actually left together. They both collapsed on the couch.

"mmm….Ron that was fun. I actually had a good time with everybody…even Shego." Kim said as she nuzzled his neck, curling around him sleepily.

"I did too; I think we should invite them over more often." Ron said as he wrapped and arm around her. Kim looked up at him after a minute of thinking.

"We? It's your house Ron." Kim said, questioning his statement.

"We'll, I may own it…but in the last three weeks…I've kind of come to think of it as our home." Ron stammered a little, blushing at his statement. Kim smiled back at him, and thought about it for a minute before she hugged him a little tighter and went back to her position around him.

"Yeah…me too…our home." Kim breathed almost as much to herself as to Ron. She smiled, and then drifted off to sleep beside him.