Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Diplomatic Immunity
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, Street Hawk or Robocop. Wish I did though.
Author's Note: This story deals with the next to worst kind of criminal. The kind that hides behind Diplomatic Immunity to evade our laws. In my viewpoint, those that commit crimes while under Diplomatic Immunity should have their credentials revoked by lead Officers in an investigation.
If their country has a problem with it, they should keep this in mind. Their Diplomat committed a crime on our grounds and will be treated like any other criminal. If that country wants a war, they should hold this in mind as well. Their Diplomat started it by disobeying our laws just to fit their own agenda. No one is above the Law. Not even foreign Diplomats.
In Detroit and Middleton
In Detroit, Michigan, early morning, Sheila Murphy is drinking coffee in her standard-issue Crown Victoria Police Interceptor. She and her assigned Probationary Training Officer had been on the night shift and sat in one spot all night long. The PTO stepped out of the cruiser to check on one of the businesses nearby about fifteen minutes earlier. Along with making a call to her husband to check on his status as well as their daughter.
She sighs as she thinks about James and his dealing with their daughter all through the night. It has been one month since she had given birth to their daughter, Alexandra K. Murphy. Both she and James were ecstatic over their first child. During her pregnancy, Sheila decided she wanted to do more with her life. So with some academic work, and support from her family,during her last five months of pregnancy, she was able to pass the exams.
A week after she had given birth to Alexandra, she started working on getting back into shape. She regained her shape after a week of extensive working out and also because of her comet powers. She still feels run down every other day, but she merely shrugs it off, considering days like that to be off-days.
She reaches into her Uniform's sleeve pocket, brings out their daughter's picture and smiles softly at the sight. She then shivers when her cruiser's passenger door is opened by her PTO. Of course, she's very fortunate as to who it is.
She turns, smiles and asks, "How's James doing, Alex?"
Robocop turns his head, smiles and replies, "He's doing fine, Sheila, as is Alexandra. He even asked about you as well. I told him you were out here freezing your butt off out here in the Interceptor. Any action yet?"
"No, nothing yet, Commander. Hello. Looks like we have a Bandit-wannabe coming up on us, sir." The cruiser's speed gun is indicating a speed of 85 miles per hour in a 35 mile zone.
"Let's take Bandit down, Sheila." Sheila grins as she turns on the roof lights and noses the cruiser forward in time to see a Honda S2000 speeding past them.
Hitting the siren, she calls it in. "This is Unit 775 to Dispatch. Initiating traffic stop on a speeding sports car. Honda S2000, black in color. Plate number, Charlie, Alpha, Delta, 9, 1, 8. Need a profile on driver, pronto."
"Copy that, Unit 775. Will you need back-up?"
"May not be a bad idea. Will let PTO make decision."
"Dispatch, this is Beta-1. Back-up not necessary. But information on the plate would be helpful."
"10-4, Beta-1. Working on information right now."
Sheila then gets onto the P.A. and announces, "Driver, pull over. Slow down and pull to a stop." To her disgust, the driver gives her an obscene gesture. Grinning maliciously, she says, "Request permission to pit the driver, sir."
"Permission granted, Sheila. Proceed with caution. We're approaching a School Zone." In the distance, his Robovision is picking up vehicles and children at a nearby school.
Not replying, Sheila presses down on the accelerator, bringing the Interceptor to bear on the car's rear bumper. Giving it a soft, yet harsh nudge, she's able to cause the car to fishtail into a ditch. Luckily, they get the car stopped before it reaches the School Zone.
Slightly peeved yet buzzed from the adrenaline rush, Sheila opens the door and steps out, drawing her Police issue Sig-Sauer P226. Robocop follows up, drawing his Auto-9 pistol as back-up to cover Sheila with.
In a clear voice, she yells, "Driver, step out of the car with your hands up!" To her relief, the driver complies with her demand.
She sees a well-dressed man of Asian descent, possibly Chinese, exit the car, a smug smile on his face. Angry at the guy's attitude, she yells, snarling, "Wipe that smile off your face, sir! You were about to speed into a School Zone!"
"Like I care about decadent American children! I'm a Diplomat for the Chinese Consulate! I am not subject to any of your laws!"
Robocop and Sheila look at each other, unsure as to his claims. Sheila takes the initiative, turns back to him and says, "Since you don't care about our laws, we don't care if you're a Diplomat or not! Now, put your hands on your head and get on your knees!"
Seeing that the Officers are not being cowed to his will, the driver complies, saying, "You're making a big mistake, Officer. And why are you working alongside a cyborg? Such technology is obsolete."
Snarling in anger, Sheila starts increasing the pressure on her Sig's trigger. Robocop hears this and says, "Take it easy, Sheila. Remember your training."
Sheila takes a deep breath and says, "Thanks, Commander. I needed that." She then holsters her Sig and brings out her handcuffs as she walks toward the driver. She gets the handcuffs on the driver and reads him his rights when Dispatch comes back with the information.
"Unit 775, be advised that the vehicle in question is registered to Ching Juntao, Cultural Attache to the Chinese Consulate. What is the status of the driver?"
Robocop replies, "Driver is in custody. Situation is Code 4. Requesting a tow unit for vehicle to be taken to Impound Yard."
"Request approved. Contacting Chinese Consulate and State Department as per regulations. Has the driver identified himself?"
"Negative. He claims to be a Diplomat for the Chinese Consulate."
"Roger, Beta-1. State Department and Consulate personnel will be waiting upon arrival to identify the driver."
"Beta-1, copy."
The driver smiles again and says, "You seem rather new at this, Officer. Here's a tip. All Diplomats are above the law."
Sheila grins maliciously and says, "Not when it comes to the safety of innocent children." She then frowns and adds, "Like I said, wipe that smile from your face. Better yet, I'll make you a deal, tough guy. You wanna eat the tie, keep it up." She puts the driver into the back of the Interceptor and gets back into the driver's seat.
Robocop returns to the Interceptor and says, "Let's get this jerk into lock-up. If he is a Diplomat, we'll let his people decide how they want to proceed from there on out."
Quietly, Sheila says, "There's only one procedure that appeals to me, and that is the Legal System, if not the street system."
Chuckling, Robocop replies, "Come what may, you did a good job, Sheila. You saved innocent lives today. That counts for something."
Working out a kink in her neck, she says, "Yeah, I guess that's as much action as I'll be seeing today." Laughing richly, both Officers proceed to make their way to Police Headquarters. As the cruiser pulls away and drives through the School Zone, they see the first buses start pulling in as they drive by, along with cars, vans and sport utility vehicles pulling out after dropping off the children at the school. The scene was five minutes awayfrom the School Zone.
As Sheila drives, Robocop remembers the day of the judgment against OCP regarding the Class-Action Lawsuits. Since the people were disgruntled with OCP's mishandling of their city's affairs, they were allowed to regain control of the city. In the swank portion of Detroit, Delta City, they elected to return the name back to it's original state. Detroit Michigan has once again become the famous automobile production town.
The citizens selected a highly effective District Attorney to serve as Mayor in the interim until the elections could be held. Matter of fact, if the election were to be held at this time, the D.A. would win, hands down. His decisions regarding Law and Order within the city has restored peace within the community, for the most part. There are still some nuts running around, causing trouble and firing at Police Officers. So far, five Officers had lost their lives in the past month.
Sheila sighs as she recalls that day as well. She had never been so happy for her family. She was one month shy of giving birth when the decision by the court was handed down. As a result, she can proudly say that she lives in a truly famous community, happy to be living in relative obscurity.
Of course, it took her fellow Officers a while to adjust to a former heroine-gone-bad-gone-good. At the possible tongue twister, Sheila lets out a loud laugh as she drives and tells Robocop all about it. When he bursts out laughing, they can see the driver trying to cover his ears by shrugging his shoulders.
"I'm not that loud, am I?"
Sheila shrugs and replies, "Either he's not used to a cyborg having a sense of humor or his ears are very sensitive." At that, Robocop shrugs and elects to laugh when they get home for the morning.
In Middleton, Colorado, Kim Stoppable is feeling nauseous. She, Ron and the others had just returned home from their vacation in L.A. All in all, their vacation was very relaxing. Scuba diving every other day with Bonnie and Hirotaka Rockwaller, making love with Ron at night every night, visiting Jesse Mach's grave with Lily and Jessica Mach before returning to Middleton and trying to pick out baby names for the next bundle of joy they hope to receive into their lives.
These days, Kim has taken to wearing more conservative clothing, breaking her crop tops out only for special occasions or when they go on road trips together. However, she can also feel her spirit dying somewhat. Lately, she's been wanting to donate the conservatives to the needy, as she wants to feel the breeze against her bare midriff more often.
Kim unpacks her lingerie and is in the process of putting it into her drawer. Suddenly, she feels another rush of nausea and rushes herself into the bathroom. She makes it to the toilet in the nick of time and proceeds to vomit right into it. When she's done, she comes up with a smile on her face and realizes one possibility.
"Time for a pregnancy test." Suddenly, she hears the front door to their house open and hears the most angelic voice. If not somewhat off-key.
"KP, I'm home!"
Smiling, Kim comes out of the bathroom and says, "Hi, Ron. How was work, honey?"
"Oh, you know. Same old, same old. As long as the Sho-Da-Kah don't pop up again or any time soon, we're golden."
"Has Lily and Jessica gotten settled in yet?"
"Oh yeah. And also, our parents were selected to be foster parents for some of those girls that we helped get out of China."
"How many girls per family?"
"Three. I've always wanted siblings, but I never figured like that."
"Yeah, just like I always wanted a sister, but got the tweebs instead. I just hope they can survive them."
"Which ones? The girls or the tweebs?"
Before she can answer, she scrunches her face in thought. Giving up, she says, "I figure it's about fifty-fifty. Fifty for the girls and fifty for the tweebs." She then starts giggling as she thinks about what the tweebs would do to them.
"We better warn the girls about the tweebs, honey. Likewise for the tweebs." Ron nods in agreement and then sees something amiss.
"Kim, have you been feeling all right? You look kinda pale."
Blushing, Kim replies, "I think it's happened, Ron. We just need to verify first."
Ron nods as he wraps his arms around his wife and gives her a massive Frencher. He then sits down onto the bed, lifts her shirt to her midriff and kisses her belly. Kim runs her fingers through Ron's hair as he kisses her belly all over the place.
Giggling, she then lies her husband back down onto the bed and straddles him, a warm smile on her face. When he's comfortable, she lies down on top of him and gives him a light kiss on his lips, turning it into another passionate Frencher. With her on top of him, they start holding each other tenderly. From that point on, the young couple stay that way for the rest of the morning.