Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Confrontation p 8
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Monique's Drama and Brick's Training
On Tracy Island, Felix and Tara Renton are feeding their infant son, Norman, when they hear the familiar rumble of rocket engines approaching the island. Upon getting the call about South America, they had flown to the island on Felix's wheelchair in order to provide support for the equipment. 'Brains' had revamped the cyber-robotic wheelchair's flight capability, allowing it to fly under solar power.
Norman giggles and Felix can only grin as Tara smiles warmly at their son. Even though he was born prematurely, he had continued to thrive and reached the appropriate stage of development. Every day, he would continue to amaze them, causing Felix to call him their miracle baby. Tara is inclined to agree with him, every day for she knows just how right he is.
Ever since Ben Logan had tried to abort him, Tara was fearful that something would cause her to miscarry and lose the child within her. So every day ever since that night, she would lie in bed for twenty hours a day, leaving it for only four hours to keep her blood circulating. Those four hours she would spend doing prenatal exercises, singing to herself and the child and eating pepperoni and chocolate bar pizzas to satisfy her cravings.
Even Felix was helpful. Every day, he would do the dishes, childproof the home and help Tara read stories to the child within her. This helped tremendously with the bonding process, even before Norman was born. The day he was born, Tara was in bed and she started freaking and shrieking.
She kept saying, "We're not due for another two months! It's way too soon! We're gonna lose him, Felix! I don't wanna lose our baby!" Felix held her hand as he took her outside waiting for the Ambulance. Upon arrival, the EMTs loaded her gingerly and helped Felix into the Ambulance, given his arms had just come out of their casts in the previous month.
The delivery was thirty minutes long and Norman came out very healthy, even for a preemie. This had the Doctors stumped. Tara, having had a C-section done on her, smiled warmly at the little bundle of life and was allowed to hold him as Felix wheeled out of the room. For the next five weeks, little Norman was in an incubator, thus allowing Tara to heal from the surgery. When he came out, it was only for feeding purposes. Then the time came for them to take him home. They had just gotten home when Kim went to Ron's place of employment, the same time that an Agent of Global Justice was there.
They snap back to the present when they see Monique walk in, a worn expression on her face. Felix is about to ask when Tara says, "I'll talk to her, Felix. Something tells me this calls for 'female diplomacy'. I'm afraid it's something that not even a sweetie like you can quite grasp."
Felix grins mischievously and grips her right breast, very gently, saying, "Like this, Tara? I think I can get a good handle on it by your side."
Blushing, Tara grins at Felix and says, "Tell you what, just stay here with Norman and I'll go talk to Monique. When I get back, if she's feeling up to it, she can watch over Norman. It'll give us time for us to get a grasp on each other." Felix grins right back as Tara reaches down and gently grips his member, kissing him as she does so. When they separate from the kiss, Tara says, "I love you, Felix."
"Love you too, Tara." Tara giggles as she gets up from the table and heads for Monique's room. Upon arrival, she knocks on the door, only to hear sniffling.
She then says, "Monique, it's Tara. You okay?"
Monique opens the door and says, "Yeah, I'm okay Tara. It's just that I came across something that no one should have to go through." She allows the former cheerleader into her room and tells her everything that happened. When she's done, both girls are softly sobbing and holding each other, one giving support to the other.
When the sobbing subsides, Monique says, "I just hope Brick's doing all right in his training. He may be tough, but the man has limits still." Her curiosity peaked, Tara asks her what she had meant and Monique tells her about Brick's good-bye tape.
Tears falling from her eyes, Tara says, "I have no doubt that Brick's hoping you are being safe and doing all right as well, Monique. Without a question, he was nuts about you. Too bad his family didn't see things the way he does."
Monique nods in agreement and says, "I wonder what Kim and Ron are doing right now. Oh well. Better to concentrate on rescue strategies. Maybe next time around, I'll be able to save everybody." Tara nods in agreement and hope, while wondering if this is the same kind of madness that Kim and Ron dealt with all the time before Ron's injury.
At the Marine Corps Training Base in Quantico, Virginia, Brick is learning to be a Sniper. His ASVAB indicated that he had the skills and desire to be such. So they put him right in Sniper School along with his Boot Camp. However, the first day of it was difficult, as he was still coming down from jet lag.
As he shoots, he hears the Instructor saying, "The objective is to interdict the target and not be seen moving away. During your time here, you will be permitted to name your assigned weapon. Choose the best possible name for your weapon for it will be your only friend and it alone can see you through. Flagg, have you named your weapon yet?"
Brick replies, "Sir, no sir! I have been considering a former girlfriend's name, though. Would that be all right, sir?"
The Instructor bends down and says, "It makes no difference, Marine wannabe. Name it after someone from your past or present. As long as you split on good terms, then it'll be good enough for you. Do you get me, Flagg?"
"Sir, I get you, sir!" Once the Instructor nods and walks away, Brick says, "Looks like it's just you and me, Monique. Let's see how we do when I picture the worst people on the planet that I can think of." At that, he sights on the target and fires, nailing the target right in the head. He then selects another face and fires, getting the same result. He repeats the process until he runs out of faces to shoot.
The Instructor comes up and says, "Excellent work, Flagg! What did you name your weapon to get such good results?"
Brick grins and replies, "Monique, sir! Even though we didn't part on the best of terms, I have no ill will toward her at all, sir!"
The Instructor nods and says, "Say no more, son. However, if you want to talk before lights out, feel free to come see me. But right now, you are a natural born killer, Flagg! Keep up the good work!"
Brick nods and replies, "Hoo-rah, sir. Hoo-rah." The Instructor nods, grins and walks away. When Brick's sure the Instructor's out of earshot, he says, "Only one word can reflect how I feel. I'm sure that Ron won't mind if I borrow it, just once. Boo-yah!" He then grins sheepishly as the Instructor turns around, shakes his head and proceeds to resume his walk.
As the Instructor walks, he says, "I'm gonna have to ask Barkin what that 'Boo-yah' was all about. Gotta admit though, it's a nice word." He then chuckles and shakes his head. "Strange world we're living in, that's for sure."