Kim Possible and Street Hawk: A Hazzardous Sitch p 9

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

Arrival in Hazzard and Bonnie's Extraction

In the sky above Hazzard, Norman locks onto War Bird's profile and grins. "Well over an hour ahead of schedule. Sweet. Hello, looks like a tense situation down below us." Activating the cameras on the plane's belly, he examines the scene a little more closely.

"Shit! Ron, Jessica! Up here, pronto!" When they get there, Norman says, "Bonnie's in a stand-off situation, possibly up to a hostage situation. Once I set down, you guys head right for her and extract all innocents from the scene."

"Roger that, Norman. Jessica, you're on my back door. We'll split off once we reach the area that Bonnie's at. I'll run distraction while you pick her up in Sand Hawk. Hirotaka, you meet up with Jessica one mile from the scene on your motorcycle. Just be sure to remove the plates before you head out."

"Sound plan, Ron. But, I'm worried about Bonnie. Shouldn't I be involved in it?"

"You are, Hirotaka. You're her post-extraction meeting point. You'll take her back to War Bird so you guys can help Norman, Rufus and Kim get War Bird back into the air. Once Bonnie's with you, Jessica and I will head back and provide blocker and hopefully get this jerk away from the innocents."

"Kinda reminds me of when we went after Norman when he went on the warpath. Now, here we are. A year later and one of our own is in danger. Oh well. Occupational hazard, I guess."

Jessica looks between the two men before realizing what they are talking about and quietly says, "That's when he went after my Father's killers. Wasn't it?" At their nods, she asks, "Why'd he do it instead of leaving it to you guys?"

Ron replies, "Something he learned from your Father, Jessica. Sometimes, the best Justice is Justice you do yourself. Your Father did it for his partner and best friend when he went after Corrido. Norman did it when he learned your Father's killers were free, instead of behind bars. You did it when we went to China to free your Mom."

"But I didn't kill Wang when he.."

"No, you only did what was necessary. You kept him from attacking any further. I finished him off because he was making such a horrible racket. Not a good reason, I know. But think about it. If his yells had been heard by anymore of his guards, we'd either be captives in a Chinese Prison awaiting our deaths or we'd be dead already. Quite frankly, better him than us."

Jessica nods in agreement as she picks up her suit and goes to another room to change. As she slips herself into the armored-suit, she thinks about what Ron had said and nods in agreement.

"He's right. In life, we all have a choice. Kill or be killed." Once she's pulled her zipper up, she puts on her shoulder holster and smiles at the arm within it. "Okay, Desert Eagle. Ready to kick some ass today?"

She then nods at the solid-black .357 magnum Desert Eagle as she feels the plane go in for a landing. Looking at herself in the mirror, she sees that she has green stripes on her suit, along with the 'SRT' badge that had been presented to the members of the team upon arrival on Mithril's submarine.

Norman had found a way to adapt a magnetic clasp for each badge so they could wear their badges without worrying about puncturing their suits. Sure enough, the team members were thrilled with the news, including Kim. Even though she's on Maternity leave at the moment, she's looking forward to getting back into her suit and back into action at the others' sides, particularly Ron's.

Stepping back out of the changing room, Hard Hawk feels the plane make contact with the ground and hops into the dune buggy, starting Sand Hawk's engine. When the door opens, Street Hawk charges forth, with Hard Hawk right behind him. As Hard Hawk struggles to keep up with Street Hawk's speed, she can't help but grin at the thought of extracting Bonnie from the scene.

"Hopefully, she'll feel up to kicking someone's ass today, Norman."

"I have no doubt about that, Hard Hawk. Good luck."

"Thanks. I'm so gonna need it."

Five minutes later, Ron's voice comes up. "We're coming up on her position now, Hard. You go right while I go left."

"Roger that, Street." Both vehicles split off into their respective directions and make their way to Bonnie's sides.

At the Duke Farm, aside from Bonnie, they all hear engines that sound very unfamiliar. Bonnie smirks as she looks over at Frugal Lucre and asks, "Hear that, loser? You are now in 'R Triple D'."

Feeling nervous, Lucre asks, "What's that mean?"

"'Real Deep Doo-Doo'. I'd say you're up to your neck in it today, bubba. That's two of Team Hawk's vehicles, Street and Sand Hawk. On that note, why don't you go ahead and put down the gun so you won't get hurt? Too badly, that is."

Keeping his aim on Wally, he replies, "I don't think so. You seem to know quite a bit about them. Are you with them?"

"Do I look like the kind that fights loser criminals like you?" Bonnie can't help but laugh incredulously. "No, silly. Their profiles are on the news, even though they don't give interviews."

"But, the engines. How do you know it's them?"

Bonnie cooks up a quick spin and uses it. "Team Hawk saved my life once. I was walking in the park, all by myself, when a street gang attacked me. Street and Sand Hawk were on their patrols when they heard me scream. They came, they saw, they kicked the gang members' asses. That's all I recall, as it happened so fast."

Curious, Wally asks, "Was it during your mean days or after them?"

"After."

Next thing they know, a motorcycle and dune buggy arrive on scene, kicking up clouds of dust and obscuring the vision of everyone there. Bonnie shuts her eyes in time to avoid getting dust into her eyes and, remembering his position, charges toward Lucre.

"Take this, you loser!" Bonnie slams her shoulder into Lucre's sternum, causing him to stumble, drop his gun and start running blindly through the dust. "Street Hawk, where are you?"

"I'm here, right behind you." Bonnie smiles at the sound of the distorted voice as it asks, "Ready to get out of here?"

Bonnie nods and whispers, "Yeah, I am. Thank goodness the new Thermo-mode works, otherwise you'd have a hard time finding me."

"Sand Hawk's right beside you. She'll take you to the rally point. Who the hell was that guy?"

"Ready for a heart attack? Frugal Lucre."

"What's he doing here? He's supposed to be in Jail still."

"No idea, but once I get out of here, you can ask him." Bonnie then feels Hard Hawk's hand on her arm as Hard pulls her toward the dune buggy. "How soon until I open my eyes, Hard?" Street Hawk takes off after him as Bonnie clears him.

Hard's distorted voice replies, "When we get your eyes washed free of the dust, you can open your eyes then."

"Roger that. How far along are the repairs?"

At that point, Norman and Kim are working feverishly to get War Bird's new control rod into place. They are letting Rufus deal with the helo's avionics bay. It seems the sudden surge in power from the turbines had fried the circuitry for the communications and GPS.

"Pliers."

"Here, Norman." When Norman gets the pliers, he pulls out the cotter pin and removes the nut retaining the screw. When he has all items out in five minutes, he removes the one end and hands it to Kim along with the screw, nut and pin. He then goes to work on the other end of it when he hears a car engine approaching rapidly.

"Kim, get inside. If that car gets within fifteen feet of us, engage and destroy."

"What about you? You'll be vulnerable." At that, they see a brown car roar past the field and Street Hawk roaring right behind it. They both look at each other and shrug before returning to work.

Back at the Duke Farm, Uncle Jesse and the others are waiting for the dust cloud to die down. Enos has his eyes closed as he calls out, "Daisy! Where are you?"

"I'm right here, Enos!" Enos has his arms stretched out as he probes along. "Just follow my voice, sugar." They both then feel a moment of awkwardness when they feel Enos' hands make contact with Daisy's body. Particularly her chest.

When the dust settles, they open their eyes and see that Bonnie is nowhere to be found. Same could be said for Lucre. Their biggest surprise comes when Enos looks at Daisy and where his hands are.

"Eep." Enos blushes, quickly removes his hands and says, "Sorry, Daisy."

Daisy blushes right back, smiles and replies, "Don't worry about it, Enos. You had no way of knowing where yer hands would end up. In fact, I know of an interesting place they could have ended up." She then leans forward and whispers into Enos' ear, resulting in a massive blush from the Deputy.

That does it for everyone, including President Wally, when they can't contain their laughter any further. "Welcome to life, Enos!" Boss Hogg chews on his cigar as he pops one into Enos' mouth, even though Enos doesn't smoke, and adds, "If you like, I can marry you both in the Courthouse. You two have waited long enough."

President Wally then looks around and asks, "Where'd Bonnie get to?" At that, they all start wondering about where the brassy brunette had gone.

Daisy scratches her head as she says, "One minute, she was here in the cloud. Next, she's gone. Now that is strange." They all agree on that point, even when Enos is pondering the happenings when he feels Roscoe's hand on his shoulder.

"Enos, do you know what time it is, gyuk-gyuk?"

"Hot pursuit, Sheriff?"

"If you say so, gyuk-gyuk-gyuk! Oh I love it, I love it. Hot pursuit! Gyuk-gyuk-gyuk!"

That has everyone laughing as Enos and Roscoe run to their Patrol cars and take off, intent on finding Lucre. Three minutes later, they see a black-armored dune buggy with machine guns on it's roof racing toward them.

To say it looks aggressive would be an understatement. Armor covering the top of the wheels like fenders would and hinged armor panels over the engine. However, the machine guns are the most menacing item on the buggy. As the buggy roars by them, they could see the driver waving at them.

Executing precise bootlegger turns as to not collide with each other, as they were prone to do in the past, the Hazzard Lawmen whip around and start chasing the dune buggy.

"Sheriff, you think it's Lucre behind the wheel of that thing?"

"No, I don't think so, Enos. It looks like we have a guest that wants to play 'Hot Pursuit', gyuk-gyuk-gyuk!"

"Let's play then, Sheriff. Let's see if these old Fury Patrol cars of ours can catch up to it."

"You read my mind, Enos."

At that, both men push the engines on the Department's aged Plymouth Fury Patrol cars. The engines and their driving are able to keep the buggy in sight, even when the dune buggy takes an unexpected turn. Yet somehow, the dune buggy manages to lose them five minutes after making that turn.

"Let's keep going this way, Enos. We just might get lucky, gyuk-gyuk-gyuk!"

"10-4, Sheriff."