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Ron and Zita tiredly set their bags on the living room floor.

Ron collapsed into an easy chair.

"Sandwiches, Hon?" Zita walked toward the kitchen.

"Sounds great, Z."

After a mere moment, there was a knock at the door.

Ron got up and opened the door, "KP!"

"Hi, Ron." Kim smiled, "Is it too soon? I know you just got back."

"It's never a bad time for you, Kim." Ron then had a thought and blushed, "Well, almost never."

"Too much info, Ron."

Zita came in from the kitchen carrying plates. She almost jumped at seeing Kim, "Oh, hi."

Kim smiled, blushing slightly, "I hope I'm not intruding, Zita."

"No," Zita said quickly. "You're my best friend's husband - I mean - Ron -" She sighed, composing herself. "Want half a PBJ?"

"No thanks. I just wanted to say hello before I fly back to Boston."

Zita handed Rufus a cookie.

Kim turned to Ron as she sat on the couch with Zita, "So how was your weekend? Wade told me you ran into Monkey Fist."

Ron finished his first bite of sandwich, "Yeah, nothing you and I couldn't handle."

Zita nearly dropped her sandwich and then tried to signal Ron discreetly.

"Thanks, Ron," Kim said sweetly and a little confused. "But I was at my folks', visiting."

Ron did drop his sandwich, "Oh, yeah!" He picked up the errant snack from the floor. "Uh," he looked to Zita for an idea. "I meant if you had been there. Which - you weren't. Sort of," He faltered.

Zita put one hand over her eyes for a moment.

"What happened?" Kim asked suspiciously, looking at them both. "No clones, I hope."

"No, KP," Ron said anxiously. "Much weirder!"

"This should be interesting," Kim sat back.

Zita got up, "Ron, can we talk a sec'?"

Ron joined his wife in the kitchen doorway.

"Just how much do you plan on telling her?" asked Zita quietly

Ron was startled, "Z, she's my -" Then a thought hit him, "Oh." He thought a moment more, a goofy look on his face. Then he pointed at Zita and whispered, "No marriage or sex."

"Deal."

The couple went back in the living room and sat down with their friend.

"Kim," Ron began, "you should be happy to hear that you are bon-diggity at Squareball!"

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Kim and Ron tiredly set their bags on the living room floor.

Ron collapsed into an easy chair.

"Microwave nachos, Ron?" Kim walked toward the kitchen.

"Sounds great, KP."

"When Kim came back, Rufus was sitting on one of her arms, already digging into one of the plates.

Ron was rifling through an address book.

Kim set the plates on the coffee table, "What are you looking for, Ron?"

"Zita's number," Ron said as he squinted at one page.

Kim froze. "Why?" she asked with true distress in her voice.

Ron then realized he was in huge trouble. "I promised Ned I would give it to him," he said defensively.

Kim stared at him with laser lie detector eyes.

"You want to look it up instead?" Ron held the address book out.

Kim took it from him, set it on her lap and turned a few pages fiercely.

Ron wondered if she was going to rip the pages.

Kim merely put one finger on a page to hold it as she turned to another page. Then she frowned and turned to another page. "Do we have Ned's number?"

Ron reached into his pocket and handed Kim a slip of paper.

Kim took it, opened the book to the page she'd been holding and laid the slip on top of the page. She then barked softly, "Phone."

Ron had to look around a moment, but he found the house phone in its usual place and handed it to Kim.

Kim dialed, waited a moment, then her face changed dramatically. "Hi, Ned!" she beamed. "Thanks for your help at the con."

After listening, she said, "Well, only a real friend would have done that, and I really appreciate it, so I have a little reward for you." She paused again, "Yeah, Ron said he'd give you Zita's number, right?"

Kim paused, then read the number to Ned slowly, turning away from Ron as she did so.

Kim was facing Ron again when she said, "I'll bet she'll love to hear all about the con." She then smiled, "Thank you again, Ned, and good luck!"

Kim then hung up the phone, ripped off a portion of the page, dipped it in some cheese from a nacho plate and handed it to Rufus.

Rufus paused in his eating to sniff the offered paper. He then shrugged and scarfed it down.

Ron cast his eyes at the floor, "I guess I still deserve some mistrust."

Kim kneeled in front of him and lifted his chin up with one hand, "I'm just not taking any chances because I know how much the ladies love my Rondog." She actually started smiling at him. "Remember what I said about the 'other us' breaking up after High School?"

"How 'we're stronger than that'?" Ron said with a goofy look.

"That's right," she came in close her eyes fiery. "We are stronger than anything – together," she kissed him tenderly.

When they were done making out, they weren't surprised to find that Rufus had eaten all the Nachos.

FIN
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