Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Diplomatic Immunity p 7
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Leaving Middleton and Lone Patrol
That day, Kim and Ron decide it'd be a good time to drive to Detroit, if only to fit Diana for her new face. So they arrange for them to go on ahead to Detroit as there are currently no pending operations in their immediate area.
Also, they tell Norman and the others that they will keep in contact in case of emergencies that may require the presence of Street Hawk and the team. Norman and the others agree, and Lily wishes them all a safe trip.
Once packed, Kim and Ron carry their sleeping triplets out to their Expedition. Ron takes the first driving shift so Kim can rest.
As he drives, Ron thinks about all the cases that they had been through together. He can't help but think that they share a common thread somewhat. Almost as if the Sho-Da-Kah had been behind it all from the beginning.
He then says, "Nah. It's probably some weirdness that criminals go through. Piling one case after another onto us."
He grimaces and adds, "I sure hope this lull on the Sho-Da-Kah's part will last. Because if not, Kim's gonna go ballistic, even during her pregnancy." He looks at the triplets in the rear-view mirror and smiles at their sleeping faces.
Within three hours, the Expedition had cleared Colorado and is on it's way into the heart of Kansas when he comes across an accident scene. He's sorely tempted to call Command Center, but holds off because Rescue crews are already working the scene. He then winces as he sees the sight.
A small sports car had gone underneath an 18-wheeler and gotten trapped when both vehicles hit a bump. The impact caused the front windshield of the car to star completely, causing the car to go out of control and spin wildly into oncoming traffic.
It seems the driver was attempting to replicate a stunt he had seen on a movie. Only it seriously backfired on him. Luckily enough, the driver survived, but only for the time being. Bad news is, when his folks see the car, they're gonna kill him! It is totaled, big time!
Ron can only shake his head as he drives past the scene, wondering, 'Where do these people get their licenses from? Cereal boxes or something? I don't think the Motor Vehicle Division around here approved of the school he learned to drive at.'
He then looks at the triplets again and says, softly yet sternly, "You're not gonna drive like that nut-burger. Nor are you gonna learn in that manner. You're gonna go to the proper schools and learn to drive safely. I may not be able to leave you guys with much, other than money, but I can at least leave you when you're better drivers than I am when my time comes."
Kim stirs and says, "Ron, the children are too young for lectures right now. At least wait until they're ten, okay?"
"Kim, you know that the instinct and desire to drive starts much earlier than that. I should know. After we met, I always wanted to drive the family car so we could go by your house and you could see me drive."
Kim giggles and it turns into soft, yet full blown, laughter. When she calms down enough, she says, "Okay, point to you, Ron. But, at least buy them some kind of cars when they get into Pre-K. Start with toy ones first. If they're dangerous with them, then you can lecture them."
Ron ponders this, grins and says, "You still got the brains and the looks, KP."
Kim blushes and says, "Ron, please. You're making me blush again." Ron's laughter is his reply to her and she soon joins him in laughter.
Seven hours later, Kim switches places with Ron, allowing him to rest. She checks their location and fuel supply, electing to refuel when they check for their location.
She then sees the St. Louis, Missouri sign, nods and pulls in for fuel. She takes the time to call Wade on the Kimmunicator, letting him know that the trip is going well. She then contacts Norman, letting him know the trip's going as planned and he wishes her good luck.
Bonnie then comes on the line and asks something really saucy.
"So K, what's Ron taste like?"
"Bonnie!" Bonnie starts laughing at the sound of Kim's voice and Kim returns serve.
"He tastes like steak, while Hirotaka probably tastes like Ninja Turkey."
Bonnie then surprises her and replies, "I like turkey, ninja or otherwise."
"TMI, Bonnie!" Kim then starts laughing and says, "If all goes well, we'll see you at the end of the week."
"Copy that, Kim. Over and out."
Kim replies the same way, ends the call and pays for the fuel.
When she gets back in the driver's seat, she looks at the triplets and says, sternly yet softly, "You won't drive like lunatics, but you'll learn to protect yourselves against lunatics. They're everywhere you look. Be it worldwide or on the streets and highways."
She then starts the engine and starts driving, glancing at Ron at every stop sign until she gets onto the highway.
As she drives, she thinks, 'He can sleep through a storm, maybe even a tornado. I've got to learn how to do that.' Ten hours later, Kim is feeling tired and Ron wakes up in time to relieve her.
As they switch, Kim asks, "How do you do it, Ron?"
Ron grins and says, "Trade secret, KP. I'll tell you this much though. Nap time really helped me out in my learning bit."
Incredulously, Kim asks, "Nap time? As in Pre-K nap time?" Then, not able to help herself, Kim starts giggling and falls asleep, still chuckling.
In Detroit, Sheila learns the biggest news of her life. She'd earned enough beat time to do a solo Patrol. She retains her unit number and heads for the garage. Once behind the wheel of the Interceptor, she grins.
Saying a quick prayer, she then says, "Looks like it's just you and me. So let's go find some crime."
She picks up the mike, keys it and says, "This is Unit 775. Show me as 10-8."
"10-4, Unit 775. You are showing as 10-8. Good luck, 775."
"10-4, Dispatch. Unit 775 rolling out now." Stomping on the accelerator, she hits the streets, clad in her standard-issue Uniform with bulky vest on.
Robocop had informed her that when the first suits arrived, she'd get the first one. So she's content to wait a little bit longer.
"Three days until they arrive. Not half bad for a bunch of pencil-pushers. I just hope nothing happens to muck it up." But, as luck would have it, she gets a call on the radio.
"All units in the vicinity of the Happy Time Store, silent alarm. Possible 211 in progress. Responding units please identify."
Sighing, she picks up the mike and says, "Unit 775 responding. ETA, two minutes." She hits the lights and siren, arriving at the scene within the time frame. As luck would have it, she's in the neighborhood at the time of the call.
As she steps out of her unit, she sees a strange symbol on a wall of the store. A skull with something that looks like splatter behind it and the number '2' right below it.
She brings out a camera and takes a picture. She then slips it into her jumpsuit's thigh pocket, saying, "Commander Murphy should know what that symbol's all about." Suddenly, she hears laughter of the bone-chilling kind.
Looking around, she asks, "Where is that 211 at?" Getting suspicious, she brings out her Sig, primes it and starts sweeping the area.
As she sweeps, she gets her lapel mike, keys it and says, "Unit 775, no suspects in sight. Saw a strange symbol and got a picture of it. Also heard bizarre laughter. May need back-up, over."
"10-4, Unit 775. Back-up's on it's way."
The laughter comes again, freaking Sheila out. She then brings out her flashlight and goes into the darker area of the store, where she finds a horrendous sight. Two employees of the store with their necks slit. She then sees a box-like shape on the wall and puts her light onto it.
"The alarm box. It's been tampered with." She looks around and hears the laughter again. "Okay, looks like we may have an ambush here. I best get back to the cruiser and hunker down until back-up arrives." At that, she makes her way back to the cruiser, only in time for it to blow up in front of her.
Snarling, she then says, "I really liked that car! Now someone's ass is mine!" She suddenly sees a flaming bottle come at her and she opens fire on the spot it had come from. Instead of a scream of pain, the laughter comes again.
"You won't think it's funny when I nail your asses!"
Her radio comes up and she hears a raspy, distorted voice say, "You won't be nailing anyone's asses tonight, Officer Murphy. If anyone is going to have their ass nailed, it's going to be you."
Checking to see if she had been transmitting openly, she's relieved to find that she hadn't.
She then says, "This is the Detroit Police Department's communications frequency. I don't think you have authorization to be on here."
"I don't need authorization, Ms. Murphy. How do you like my handiwork so far?"
"This is Unit 775 to Dispatch. I've got some goofball nut-baker interfering with communications. Where's that back-up?"
"Back-up will not be coming, Officer Murphy. You should have spoken nicer to me earlier today. I may have been able to give you a good deal for your life." Suddenly, she sees a group of hooligans coming out of the shadows and toward her.
Snarling, she aims her gun, saying, "If I'm gonna go down, I'm taking some of you with me! If you want some, come get some!" The hooligans then start rushing her and she opens fire.
Within seconds, she's out of ammunition and she ignites her hands, snarling. Suddenly, they flame out on her.
She's startled, finally realizing she's still somewhat weak from giving birth. She then softly says, a tear rolling down her eye, "First fucking day solo. James, watch over Alex, please. I love you both, very much."
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a blur flies in front of her, opening fire on her attackers. Within seconds, they're all down on the ground, with one groaning in pain.
The blur comes to a stop, allowing Sheila to see a human-like shape. The figure turns around and she can see a trenchcoat, helmet and two assault weapons upon the figure.
The figure says, "You'll be all right, Officer." Feeling faint, Sheila collapses and the figure takes her into it's arms.
She can then make out a man's voice as it says, "Tell Alex Malloy's all right. A cop always backs his partner. He'll know the meaning." That's all she hears as she slips into unconsciousness.