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Chapter 13

The Afters

"RON!" Kim screamed from the master bedroom. It was about 7:30 pm, about a month after the "Accident" on a Tuesday night. Ron Stoppable was downstairs cleaning off the dishes from the dinner that had been eaten about 30 minutes ago. Holly Stoppable was in her room, doing some last minute playing with Rufus before she had to go to bed. Kim Possible was not feeling well and decided to go to bed early. But then she hollered for Ron, and he knew something was up.

"Kim?" He ran up the stairs, skipping every other one so he may get there faster.

"Ron." Kim was shaky and anxious about something.

"Kim," he ran into her arms. "What is it, what's wrong?"

"Ron," she smiled nervously, "I think...I-I think..."

"Yes?"

"I think I'm having another baby."

A long prestigious silence came over Ron. He felt like the words meant nothing and that everything was a lie. He opened his mouth to speak, but he gave a squeak that made Kim giggle.

"Ron, are you okay?"

Awkwardly he shook his head up and down however he felt like passing out.

"Yeah..."

"Ron, maybe we should go to the hospital, y'know just to make sure. I don't want another accident."

"Sure.." he nodded again.

Kim stood in front of him sternly, "Ron" she songfully said to him.

"Yeah?" Ron quickly snapped out of the trance.

"Are we going to go?"

"But what about Holly?"

Kim had forgotten all about Holly, who was giggling loudly in the next room. Her parents were away, Monique and Brick were out to dinner, Ron's parents were re-doing their house, and the twins, well, Kim didn't trust them ever since they got internships at the Space Station.

"We could always take her with us." Kim sighed.

"But Kim, its near her bedtime."

"Ron," Kim began, "It's just something I have to do. And its something I need to do now."

"You're sure." Ron put a hand on her shoulder, as she nodded slowly.

30 minutes later.

"Mrs. Stoppable?" a short elder nurse called for Kim in the Maternity Ward. "You can come on back now."

Ron and Kim sighed as they looked at each other hopefully.

"Kim don't be upset if-"

"I know. But something tells me this is real." She smiled and looked at Holly, "Hols, mommy has to go with the nice lady for a minute. You stay out here with daddy."

"Otay." Holly sniffed.

"Um, actually Mrs. Stoppable, we need your husband back here to fill out a few forms while your getting the ultra sound." The nurse looked awkwardly. "But you can take little Miss. Stoppable to the children's play area. Though its mostly older children, but we have lots of toys."

"How bout it Holly, do you want to go play?" Ron asked his daughter, who nervously nodded.

"Its just down the hall Mr. Stoppable. You can't miss it."

Its been five minutes, Holly's parents have not returned. She sat alone in the bright and colorful children's play room. Rufus couldn't have come, no pets allowed in the hospital. All the other children were older than she was, much older. She sat alone in the ball pit, humming along to the music playing softly.

"I've been working on the railroad..." she sniffed. "All the livelong day."

"Excuse me..." a little voice called from besides her. Holly looked up to see a boy with dark brown, nearly black hair and light crystal blue eyes beckon to her. "Are you okay?"

"No." Holly cried.

"What's wrong?" The boy crawled into the pit next to her. "Are you having an operation tomorrow too?"

Holly shook her head making her braids move in the gust.

"My mommy and daddy left me here. Mommy is with the nice lady." Holly noticed what the boy said "Operation?"

"Uh-huh. I'm having one tomorrow morning."

"Why?" Holly starred at the boy.

"Mommy said my throats going to hurt for a while. I don't know what that means. Do you?"

"No." Holly looked away, but smiled at him. "Want to play with that ball?"

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable, your parents again."

Kim squealed and hugged Ron.

"It's a great win for a tragic loss, right Ron?" She frowned in rememberence.

"Loss?" The doctor looked at them suspiciously.

"Yes, we had a miscarriage not that long ago." Ron gravely said.

"Mr. Stoppable, there has to be a mistake, there is only one fetus in there. Either something happened to the miscarried baby, or, your baby came back to life."

"Im Jacob, Jacob Hanson, I'm four."

"I am too!" Holly grinned. "I'm Holly Stoppable."

Jacob dropped the ball. "Stoppable?" pause, "That's a weird name."

"Well, I'm a weird girl." she smiled, "Daddy's weird too, he has big ears."

"Is that him?" Jacob pointed towards the door to a smiling Ron and Kim.

"Yeah." Holly moaned. "Is that your mom?" Holly pointed out a lady who looked just like Jacob coming towards them.

"Yeah." he moaned as well.

"Jacob,"

"Holly,"

"Time to go." all three called.

Kim and Jacobs mom both came to the children.

"Bye Holly," Jacob waved

"Bye Jacob," Holly cried.

Jacob looked up, "Bye Mr. Stoppable."

"Bye- huh?" Ron looked at the boy.

The lady holding Jacobs hand starred at the two.

"Stoppable? Ron?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"Kim? No way!"

"Do I know you?" Kim questioned the woman.

"It's me, Sarah, from middle school."

"Sarah?" Kim took another look at the dark haired woman with Jacobs blue eyes. "Sarah Kendall no!"

"Well, my last name is Hanson now. This is my son Jacob."

"Hiya." he waved.

Kim and Ron showed Holly to her, "This is Holly." the blonde flushed.

"So what brings you to the hospital?" Sarah picked up Jacob.

"Ooh, um," Kim began but wasn't sure how Holly would react. "Well."

"The stork had an appointment with us." Ron pointed out.

"Stork? Oh. Oh, um congratulations. Poor Jacobs throat has been bothering him, and it will for a while. He's having an operation tomarrow."

"Brave little fellow." Kim told him.

"Mommy," Holly pulled on Kim's skirt, "Can I play with Jacob soon?"

"As soon as he's better, is that alright?" Kim asked Sarah.

"Actually, he's about to school,"

"So is Holly."

"Middleton Pre-kindergarten and Elementary School?"

"That's right."

"So I guess they'll be classmates. But if Holly wants to, around 3 o clock tomorrow, would she like to visit Jacob?"

"YES!" she squealed with delight.

"Then it's a date." Sarah said, "er, play date."