Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, or the characters.

Author's Notes: Why Josh got detention will be covered. I ask all that read to bare with me while I try to improve my flashback writing. All flashbacks should be handled in the next chapter or two. This will bring the main characters of this story to the starting point.

And now to chapter two:

Kim and Tara were just about to finish up their meal as Tara pointed to the door. She finished swallowing her drink, "They're here. You want to get the door?"

Kim frowned and shook her head, "We are supposed to be letting him do as much as he can on his own." The care and concern evident on her face.

The two of them noted that Bonnie let Ron out at the door. After he got out and shut the door she pulled her car into the space next to Tara's Bug. It was a whole ten yards from the door.

"I guess she is still babying him on some things, huh, K?"

Kim slightly chuckled. "Looks like it. Maybe she feels sorry for making him finish his homework before coming here."

The two cheerleaders enjoyed a little laugh as Ron pulled open the door as Bonnie approached, only to have her grab it and shoo him in. An exasperated sigh came from the brunettes lungs. Ron walked into the restaurant without aid. Gone were the crutches and cane. Bonnie tried to steer him to the table, that is when he balked.

"Bon-Bon, I feel okay. You said if I took it easy today at school, then I could get our food here. You go sit and girl talk; I will go and make sure my buddy, Ned remembers me. You want your usual?"

Bonnie looked at him with a level gazing pout. "Yes, please, but if you even look like it is to much..."

"Then you will make sure I take another month rehabbing. Yes, Dear, I know. I'll be fine."

Ron waved to his best friend as he approached the counter. Kim got up and slid next to Tara to give the couple the same side of the booth. Bonnie slid all the way over. "I swear, one of these days..."

"You two will stop fussing like a married couple? Or that you two will become a married couple?" asked the red head.

This earned a glare from the brunette. Don't you start on that also. I hear enough of it from my sisters, my mother and my father. Especially my father." Bonnie cleared her throat and dropped the pitch of her voice. "That Ronald is a good boy. Fine young man like that probably has many prospects, business and personal. It's not just anyone that would take a bullet for you. Saved your old man's life." Bonnie let out a growl. "He is as bad as Ron's mom. Can't they let us be? We are not looking for marriage. We just want to date and finish High School."

The two other cheerleaders started laughing. "Sorry, Bonnie, but with how everyone figuring that Kim and Ron would wind up together... they just replaced you with her at school. There is a bet going on if the wedding day will be on graduation. Though close behind it is using Prom as the wedding reception."

This elicited a deep guttural sound from Bonnie. Ron slid into the booth placing the tray with their order on the table. "Here we are. Our order, no drips, no spills, no errors."

Bonnie opened up her chimerito wrapper and looked at it. "Diablo me." Bonnie took the two packets of Diablo sauce from her boyfriend and opened one of them and squirted it onto her food.

The two other females winced as they saw her suck the remainder of the sauce from the container. "What? So, he rubbed off on me some. It's actually pretty good."

Ron laughed that infectious laugh of his. "See, KP, I keep trying to tell you to try it, but no."

Kim shook her head and looked down. She was glad that she was concentrating on Bonnie's act. In the time it took Bonnie to sauce her food, Ron had finished off a Naco and a chimerito.

Ron's metabolism that allowed him to eat like he did, along with a drug in testing, had given the Global Justice scientists a new Ron Factor. The drug was designed to speed healing times from combat wounds. Instead of the normal rehabilitation time, Ron was healed, but not back to full strength, or endurance yet. This had been accomplished a full two weeks before the projected date. They were still baffled to say the least.

Ron said it was clean living and a healthy diet. This to Ron must mean long slow make out sessions with Bonnie and eating at Bueno Nacho any chance he could get. Every time he used the statement it would earn him at least an eye roll.

Bonnie took a bite of her chimerito as Ron started in on his nachos. At the first bite, a familiar tone came from Kim's pants. Kim reached in and pulled out her Kimmunicator and hit the receive button.

"What's the sitch, Wade?"

"Hey, Kim. Drakken has struck again."

"Have a ride set up?"

"Sure do, one ride for two will be there in ten minutes."

"Thanks, Wade."

"Alright! Mission time," exclaimed Ron.

This was met with a wall of silence. "Not till you get the release from the doctor. You know that. I have my stuff in the car," chided Bonnie.

"Aw, man. Guess I'll call mom to give me a ride home."

"I could give you a ride home, Ron, then I guess I'll still hit the mall."

"Thanks, T. Think you could drop him off at Felix's house?"

Tara nodded, "That's more on the way to the mall anyway."

Bonnie smiled towards Ron, "You will still get your 'Guy Time'." Bonnie looked over to Kim. "You wanna go get changed first?"

"You go ahead, this way we can make sure Ron doesn't slip in there with you this time. This is the type of mission that time could count."

Ron blushed as he slid out of the booth to let Bonnie out. Her small pout did nothing except start giggles in the other two girls.

Next: Tara makes her move while Bonnie goes on a mission.