An Unlikely Team by Emachinescat
An American Dragon: Jake Long and Kim Possible Crossover Fan-Fiction
SUMMARY: Monkey Fist and Huntsman have teamed up in order to defeat their respective foes. With Monkey Ninjas, goblins, dragons, nacos, spy gear, magic potion, secrets, regrets, and tears, no one is going to escape from this situation without changing somehow.
Disclaimer: I don't own American Dragon or Kim Possible. This is just for fun, and no copyright infringement is intended.
An Unlikely Team
Chapter Fourteen: What Mrs. Long Thinks
There was a scream as Mrs. Long opened the door. "Jake!" she cried. Tears filled her eyes. She looked at Lao Shi, a mournful expression on her face and asked, "Is - is he okay?"
The old man sighed. "I could tell you a lie like, 'Yes, I am absolutely positive that he is okay and that he will be up and about in no time... but the truth is ...we do not know."
Mrs. Long gasped, but then made a valid attempt to recover. "Okay," she said, wiping a fresh flow of tears from her eyes. "Okay," she repeated, "let's get him into bed. Quickly, though, because his father will be home soon." She then sucked in her breath sharply and inquired, "What will we tell him?"
"We'll think of something," Kim assured her, glancing at Jake's motionless form. She then said, "C'mon, let's get him inside." Together, they managed to get Jake into the house, up the stairs, and into his bed.
There was then an awkward silence, which was broken by Rose, who had been silent the whole time. "He's gotta be okay!" she suddenly sobbed, then sunk to her knees.
Mrs. Long jumped. "Oh, dear," she said kindly, placing her hand on the girl's shoulder, "I didn't notice you there. Who... are you?"
"Please," sobbed Rose, then took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "Please," she said again; she was no longer crying, but her voice was still shaking slightly. "Don't try to comfort me. Jake m-might d-d ... well, he might not s-survive, and it's all my f-f-fault!" She said this with so much emotion that everyone was surprised and felt bad for the girl. Tears were streaming down her pale face, and her whole body shook with sobs.
Mrs. Long didn't have time to feel for the girl, however, for she had another thing on her mind. "What do you mean, it's all your fault?"
"I'm H-Huntsgirl," she said miserably.
"WHAT?" Mrs. Long screamed, anger showing profoundly. She glared at the girl, and then turned to Lao Shi, Kim, and Ron. "You three!" she yelped, making them all jump. "You let her in this house... after what she did to Jake? How could you? I thought you said you cared but you don't! Why I oughta..." She had no chance to finish, however, because there was a sudden movement from the bed. Jake had moved his hand, and his eyes open for a second. But they did not take in any of his surroundings. The only thing he noticed was...
"Rose?" he muttered sleepily, then lost consciousness again. Everyone was silent. Mrs. Long looked at Rose, amazed.
Then she said, "He's okay. And you - you're?" She could not comprehend the situation. She shook her head, and turned to Kim. "Kim, you stay and watch Jake. Dad, you, Ron, and this 'Rose' girl come downstairs with me. We have some things to discuss. And many explanations need to be given. Oh, and Kim, any movement: tell us. But before we do anything: I need some Tylenol." And with that, she left the room.
The Long residence had a slightly different atmosphere that evening. Everyone was a bit happier. Jake was more than likely going to be okay! But as they sat down in the living room where stories were exchanged, and apologies were accepted, one question gnawed at everyone's mind. What would happen when Mr. Long came home?
~Emachinescat ^..^