Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Diplomatic Immunity p 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, Street Hawk or Robocop. Wish I did though.

At the Station and At the House

When Sheila and Robocop arrive at the Station, they see two limousines there. Both with State Department flags and one has the Chinese flag on it.

Sheila groans and says, "I just had to do it. Didn't I, sir?"

Robocop turns, smiles at Sheila and replies, "No matter what, you did the right thing, Sheila. If he had gone any further with his car, he could very well have hit innocent children. As you know, in our job, we protect the innocent."

Reassured, Sheila smiles, nods and opens her door, with Robocop stepping out of his side. When he gets to her side of the Interceptor, she opens the rear door and says, "Come on out here, you mutt. We're going to Booking, where we'll fingerprint you and all that fun stuff." She then pulls the driver out of the Interceptor when she hears a wimpy sounding voice.

"Actually, you'll uncuff that man, apologize and clear out your desk, Officer."

Sheila turns around and snarls, saying, "Just what we don't need. A namby-pamby type that caters to these damn Diplomat dipshits." In front of her is a Lawyer from the State Department.

The Lawyer chuckles and asks, "Is it really fair or necessary to call me that, Officer?"

Sheila's about to snarl her answer when Robocop jumps in.

"The gentleman, as the case would be, was clocked exceeding the speed limit. Officer Murphy initiated pursuit and attempted to pull him over. When he gave her an obscene gesture, I gave her clearance to pit his vehicle. When he stepped out of the vehicle, Officer Murphy had informed him that he was speeding toward a School Zone. In turn, he said that he did not care about decadent American children."

He then turns to the still-cuffed man and says, "Our Nation's children are not decadent. What's even more, you were creating a public hazard with your reckless speeds."

The Lawyer then clears his throat and says, "That's the only bad part of Diplomatic Immunity. They kill innocent people, their children and nobody gets blamed for it. But it's the only way to maintain positive relations with our Eastern neighbors."

Thinking about what would have happened if Alexandra had been in that schoolyard, only to be mowed down by a Diplomat that doesn't care about human life, Sheila snarls again and lights up her hands. The intensity gets even worse when the Lawyer is even more callous about the potential for tragedy.

She then says, "I'm a Mother. I've been so for a month now. And guess what? I love my daughter. Do you know how many kids die because of jerks like him? I see kids with their guts spread out on the street in my sleep because of assholes like him! If it was your kid, who would you hold accountable? Yourself or the guilty party? Me? I'd choose the guilty party in a heartbeat. It's taking everything in me to not pull out my weapon and plug him silly. You as well!"

Now sweating, the Lawyer brings his collar away from his neck and he replies, "Usually, cases like that are swept under the rug. And besides, it's not like their parents can't have more children if they're young enough."

Sheila is now seeing red, her mouth seriously twisted in anger. Robocop sees this, shakes his head in pity and says, "You should have kept your mouth shut, Mr. Lawyer. There's something you should know about this Officer, other than her being a Mother now. She was also a heroine and a sidekick to a mad scientist before she went straight."

Cringing in fear, the Lawyer looks up and sees Sheila with her hands still glowing and a manic grin on her face.

She then cuts the glow andsays, "Actually, Commander, there two mad geniuses I worked with. Dr. Drakken being one of them. Of course, he wasn't really much of a genius. Sure, he had his moments. But he still lost every time. The other one was Zorpox. Now that was a genius. He threatened to hold the world hostage unless he had gotten the whole world's supply of Nacos. Unfortunately, however, he was also pretty scary. Especially when he did his laugh."

Robocop nods and says, "Let's continue this discussion inside, shall we." The others nod and Sheila proceeds to push the driver toward Booking.

When she gets there, she sees a Chinese man wearing a suit. The man then bows and says, "I am the Consul for the People's Republic of China. I understand my Attache, Ching Juntao, was involved in a near catastrophe."

Sheila snorts and replies, "Doesn't even come close, Consul. He was speeding toward a School Zone. Anyone that doesn't respect human life has no business driving like that. Or driving for that matter. I gather that he is Ching Juntao."

The Consul smiles and replies, "That he is. And what about your driving skills, Officer?"

"Murphy. Sheila Murphy. At least my skills are more precise and easier to control. I was in pursuit the whole time and he refused to pull over. He even did an obscene gesture out his window."

In Chinese, the Consul asks, "Is it true?"

Juntao replies, "No, she's lying. She pitted my car because I'm Chinese."

To both men's surprise, Sheila is fluent in Chinese and, in Chinese, she says, "Oh sure, you're a Chinese jerk that likes to speed and try to kill innocent kids. Tell the truth, you moronic asshole."

The Consul then gets angry and, in English, says, "You will learn your place, woman."

Robocop steps up, draws his Auto-9 and says, "I will not have any of my Officers talked to in that fashion. Not by anyone, let alone a Consul for another Nation. Is that understood?"

The Consul retorts, "I will speak about anyone any way I feel like. Now, I demand you release him, along with his vehicle from Impound and I can forget this whole incident."

He turns to Sheila and adds, "You can tear up that Citation you would give a speeding driver as well. Under the articles of Diplomatic Immunity, no agent of any nation can be detained once identity has been established."

Sheila growls and unlocks the handcuffs, saying, "If you don't like our laws, then get the fuck out of our country, shrimp. Otherwise, if you stick around, you'll find yourself all fucked up all over the place."

She then leans closer to Juntao and adds, "This is not over. Not by a long shot."

Juntao grins and says, "You can't even give me a speeding ticket, cyborg lover."

Sheila grins right back and says, "That's right, I love him. It's because he's my Father-in-Law."

She then scowls and says, "I can do much more and worse. On that note, get out of here and our country. You are still on United States soil as of this moment. So watch your speed from here on out."

Juntao throws his hands up in contempt of what she had just said. He and the Consul then proceed to walk out of the Station.

Sheila, still angry, asks, "What do we from here, sir?"

Robocop turns, grins and replies, "It's up to you, Sheila. Keep it clean and within the Regs. I'll get you a copy of the 'Revised Laws' specifically for dealing with shit-for-brain Diplomat dipshits."

Recalling another item, he adds, "We'll be getting a new type of body armor soon. As you know, I have to test it before I sign off on it."

Intrigued, Sheila asks, "How durable is it?"

"If it handles multiple rounds from a Cobra Assault Cannon, with only minor damage, it'll prove worthy, if not adequate."

Grinning, Sheila replies, "I can hardly wait to see it. One thing though. Who's the supplier?"

Robocop slumps his head and replies, "That is one detail I haven't been made privy to yet. I may find out when the sample arrives. In any case, I'll be recording the testing so I can send it to them. Mainly, for feedback purposes."

Grinning still, Sheila says, "Well, shift's about over. I'll go ahead and get into civvies while you do your reports. I'll take care of mine when we get home. Provided that Alexandra's not wanting to be fed, of course." Robocop instantly catches her tone and grins as well, knowing that she enjoys feeding her daughter.

Chuckling, Sheila heads to the Locker Room, unstrapping her body armor and taking off her tactical helmet along the way. The big, bulky vest is very constricting, especially for an agile lady as Sheila. One that wears one can barely move around without getting uncomfortable in the process. Once inside, she tugs on the vest, pulling it off gently, revealing a one-piece bodysuit Uniform. She glances upon the shield on her chest and smiles at the irony.

"From being a heroine, giving criminals to cops, only to start getting arrested by cops to becoming a cop, only to arrest criminals that manage to find new loopholes to escape the system." Sighing in exasperation, she pulls down on the zipper and brings down the top portion of the uniform, revealing a secondary vest. She sighs again as she thinks about how it had become mandatory.

Ever since armor-piercing rounds hit the streets, no Officer had been safe. Detroit was the worst place to be an Officer. Every criminal had armor-piercing rounds with them and the tide was swallowing the Officers. Every day, the number of Officers dead had risen.

The Commander of Robocop's time enacted a policy requiring the use of a second vest underneath the one-piece bodysuit Uniforms that the Officers wear. This measure was combined with a bulky vest on top of the Uniform. The secondary vest really chafed on everyone, causing some of them not to wear the secondary vests as mandated. That resulted in either termination from the force or death while on duty.

Sheila snorts at the self-administrated history lesson as she removes the secondary armor and checks herself, making sure there are no serious scrapes. Finding none, she grins and proceeds to remove her boots so she can peel the suit off the rest of the way.

As she does so, two female Officers walk in and one says, "Murphy, I hear you nailed a big Diplomat. But you had to let him go. Is that true?"

"Yeah, Davis. It's true."

Davis snorts incredulously as she says, "Those guys walk all over our people and our Laws. We can do nothing about it except let them go on their merry way so they can hurt more people. Just once, I'd like to hurt one of those jerks." The other Officer nods in agreement and smiles at Sheila.

Sheila catches this and asks, "What is it, Morgan?"

Morgan replies, "Rumors are flying that you and the Commander are getting to be real chummy with each other."

"I'll tell you this once, Morgan. He is my Father-in-Law, my husband is his son and our daughter is the Commander's grandchild. Is that simple enough for you?"

Not having stopped changing into her civilian clothes, Sheila frowns and says, "I'm sorry about that. It's just that the Diplomats and the rumors, it's getting on my nerves."

Morgan grins and replies, "Not to worry, Murphy. It just shows you're willing to dish it out as well." Sheila grins right back at Morgan, making her gulp in fear.

For the grin is that of 'Do it again and it's your ass'.

Sheila then gets up from the bench and walks out of the Locker Room, leaving both women shaking in fear from the former villainess turned Police Officer. Her reputation was both impressive and frightening at the same time. Once outside, she finds Robocop waiting for her in the Interceptor. By Regulations, all Patrol units are to be driven home by Officers, as they are on-call, 24/7.

The rioting in Old Detroit and everywhere else around the area had calmed down since the destruction of the BeeBee robot in the city. Sheila sighs as they pass the location of where James was held captive by the robot.

Robocop catches this and says, "James is going to be working with the crew this morning. I'm thinking some on-site Police presence would be a good idea. So, starting tomorrow, you'll be posted there, along with four other Officers. We go back on duty in six hours."

"I hear that. Every hour on duty ensures that streets will be made safe. I agree on the work-site portion, if only to keep me out of the way of the Diplomat dipshits. I don't want to be responsible for my actions if I have let the jerk go again. I was so ready to tear him apart."

"You and me both, Sheila. You and me both." The two then ride in silence the rest of the way. When they reach the house, Sheila smiles as does Robocop. "Finally, a place where everything makes sense, after a fashion."

Sheila laughs as she says, "You got that right, Dad." Robocop lets out a guffaw as they walk up the steps and Sheila opens the door. As they walk in, she yells, "Honey, we're home!"

James replies, "I'll be right there, sweetheart! Just gotta finish getting Alex changed here, but she won't quit squirming or smiling!" His tone quiets down as he starts talking nonsense to the baby. Five minutes after the exchange, James comes down and says, "Finally got it done. How do you do it, honey?"

Sheila smiles warmly and replies, "Trade secret, honey. But here's a hint. It's usually best of Mommy does it when it comes to children. It's okay if you want to join in the fun, but sometimes a woman's touch is required."

James then wraps her in an embrace and asks, "How was work today, dear?"

Sheila snorts, smirks and replies, "Let's see. Caught a speeder, guy turned out to be a Diplomat dipshit, so we had to turn him loose. What's even worse, he was speeding toward a School Zone."

James needs no further information as he digests the information. He then says, "We may need to change some rules soon. Too many Liberals out there, willing to help Diplomats that want to commit crimes and get away with it. Oh, Dad. Diana called. She wants you to call her back. I think she wants a new face for her body. If possible, a replication of her original face."

Robocop nods and says, "I think I know the proper person to consult on this matter. Ron Stoppable."

Sheila catches on and jumps in, saying, "That's right. He has that kit he made the Mad Dog head with. If he can get a size for the robot's head, he'd be able to do it." Robocop nods and proceeds to the house terminal.

He then says, "Diana." Diana Powers comes swirling out of the data port and smiles at Robocop.

"Hello, Alex. I gather you got my message." Robocop nods and she goes on. "While the new body is great, I miss seeing my face so much. Is there anyone you know that can help me?"

Robocop nods and replies, "Ron Stoppable. He has a latex mask kit. All he needs is a size for your new head. We're about to call him up and see if he can help you."

Diana smiles and says, "That'd be a great help, Alex. Thanks. Oh, congratulations on your grandbaby. You'll make a wonderful Grandfather." Giggling, she swirls back into the data port as Sheila goes to the phone and dials the Stoppable's number.

Sounding discouraged, she says, "Kimmy, Ron, it's Sheila Murphy. How'd you like to make a mask for Diana's new face? Please, call us back when you can. Bye." She hangs up and says, "Had to leave a message. They probably went grocery shopping."

She then decides it was time for another call. One that she dreads making, but feels she has to nonetheless.

"Yeah, it's Shego. We need to talk. Yes, it's about 'Drewbie'. You won't like it, but it's true. No, live contact only. I'm in Detroit, Michigan. Yes, I'll meet you at the airport in five hours, Mama Lipsky."

She hangs up the phone, sighs and says, "That was the most painful call I ever had to make. I just hope I can handle her reaction when she hears about Dr. D." Both James and Robocop nod softly and move to take their seats by her side. James then holds her as she breaks down crying.