A/N and Disclaimer: We have a new unknown villain daring Kim and Ron to stop him/her. Who is this Mystery Man? (Or Woman?) Disney reserves the rights to Kim Possible. I don't get anything but your praise or scorn. I expect nothing more.

Chapter 2 The Decision

Kim and Ron were well versed with the ins and outs of the Middleton International Airport. They had been there hundreds of time to leave or return from a mission. Kim, Ron, Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible and Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable pulled up in the minivan to the terminal that serviced the charter flights and private planes. Mr. Dr. P. and the Stoppables took Ron's gear and walked into the terminal. "Ron, you come with us," Mrs. Stoppable said.

Mrs. Dr. P went to the rear of the van to help Kim with her luggage. "You sure you have everything, Dear?" she asked.

"Mom! I've checked and rechecked my gear a hundred times. I always do it before we go on a mission," Kim said in exasperation.

"Well, I've never watched. I'd like to see how it's done." Kim's Mom threw in a little PDP.

"O.K. Mom. But you only need to ask. You don't have to throw in the Puppy Dog Pout." Kim verbally started down her check list. "Kimmunicator, check. Grappling Gun/hair dryer, check. Kissy Face/stink spray, check. Laser/lipstick, che..."

"WHA?" The sound came from Ron, just inside the terminal doors. His eyes were open wide and his mouth was agape as he stared at his parents.

"What's up with Ron?" Kim asked her mother.

"Well the Stoppables and your Dad and I have come to a decision." Mrs. Dr. P. smiled. " I think they just told Ron. Now where were you on your check list?"

Kim looked a little confused. "A decision. What decision?"

Mrs. Dr. P. smile became bigger. "I'll tell you in a minute or two. Now continue your check list."

"O.K. Mom. I trust you. Now where was I. Oh yeah, mission gear, check. I have a suitcase with a couple of changes of clothes, make-up and toiletries." She turned to her Mom. "You know I usually don't take along extra clothes, especially a weeks worth. And you made me include some formal wear."

"Yes, I know," said Mrs. Dr. P. "You have a few days before the theft is suppose to happen so you might have time to do some sightseeing. Maybe even go out on the town one evening. But we also thought you and Ron could use a little vacation, you know, after the mission so I contacted an old college friend who lives outside of Paris. She'll put you two up for a week when the mission is over. You'll find an envelope with some mad money and travelers cheques in your bag."

"Really!" Kim squealed. She threw her arms around her mother. "You rock, Mom. Is that what Ron is excited about?"

She looked over at Ron who was conversing with Mr. Dr. P. Her Dad's hands were on Ron's shoulders, but Ron's face showed total shock. His eyes were as big as dinner plates and his lower jaw was scraping the ground.

Mrs. Dr. P. looked at Ron, then faced her daughter. "No, I think your father just told him about our decision."

"Your decision? What is it?"

"First," Mrs. Dr. P. crossed her arms and looked at her daughter sternly. "Have you been taking your birth control pills?"

"Yes Mother," Kim said in frustrated. Then realization and shock overtook her. "You don't mean..."

Kim's Mom smiled. "Yes, I mean. Your father and I, and the Stoppables agree, that you two can take the plunge when you see fit. We all feel you've been through too much at such a young age, that you are more than adult enough to make that decision." Kim stood there, mirroring Ron. Her emerald hued eyes were huge and her jaw was hovering around her exposed belly button.

"Kim, Kim!" Mrs. Dr. P. shook her daughter's shoulders. "Are you O.K.?"

Kim came out of it fast. "I'm... I'm O.K., I guess. It is a bit of a shock. You're O.K. with this? I mean, Dad's O.K. with this?"

"Well, your father and I have discussed it at length. We finally came to the conclusion that you've earned it. You've saved the world so many times we've lost count, and we were counting. Last I remember it was 22 but that was years ago. Anyway, you're eighteen now and you two have shouldered the world's problems for so many years that, in all practicality, you've lived two or three lifetimes. You deserve all the rights and privileges of an adult. Besides, it's only a couple of months until the wedding." The two embraced. "Your father came around when he decided to switch his attention to the twins. He'll keep them under his fatherly thumb like he did with you. Now it's time to go."

They gathered the luggage and entered the terminal. Kim dropped her gear and ran into Ron's arms. Ron caught her and spun her around a few times. "This is great, KP!" Ron said excitedly. "A whole week in France with my bon-diggity girl!" They kissed, but not passionately. A year of the Middleton High School "No PDA" rule has had a tempering effect.

"You two go check in," Mr. Stoppable said. "We'll handle the luggage." The adult/adults gathered the bags and walked ahead. The teen/adults finished their kiss.

"Kim, I'm so excited." Ron said as he and Kim walked arm in arm through the terminal. "There are so many places in Paris I want to show you. And I didn't get to see a few things, like the ..."

Kim interrupted, "But what about the other thing. Our Dads did tell you about their decision?"

Ron's pace slowed and his face showed major shock. A slaver of drool came from the corner of his mouth. "Ye, ye, yes. Mmm, mmm, mmm, Mr..."

Kim faced Ron. "Ron? Are you alright? Speak to me in complete sentences." She slapped his face gently but firmly. She finally decided to use the old standby. Something that would usually get his mind back in gear. "Ron, get your head in the game!" she said purposefully.

It partially worked. "Kim, my head's... in the game.. but it's under a Mad Dog pile-up." Ron said fuzzily. "Your Dad, your Dad said we cooooo..." The last word wavered as his countenance became a dreamy far-off glazed gaze.

"I guess there's only one thing to do now," Kim said determinedly. She wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with her hand and kissed him passionately. (She wiped the spittle off on the back of his shirt.) Slowly the tension in Ron's body eased and he wrapped his arms around her, melting into the buss.

As their faces parted, Kim asked, "What did Daddy say?"

Ron kept his eyes closed and licked his lips. "You're Dad said we could go all the way if we wanted." He continued breathlessly, "It's our decision but he doesn't mind anymore. No more 'Black Hole Deep' threats either." Ron opened his eyes and looked into his fiancé's sparkling emerald orbs. Shock filled his face again, but not as severe as before. "Then... then he... he and my Dad took me aside and started to... to tell me..."

"Tell you what?" Kim asked, looking slightly puzzled.

"To tell me... tell me... about... about..."

Kim had never seen Ron so flustered, but she pressed on. "Ron! What did our Fathers talk about?"

Ron closed his eyes, took a deep breath and gained some composure. "Kim, I'm in major overload right now if you haven't noticed." He turned away from her and whined, "If you don't mind, I need a little time to process. Would you please let it go for now? I promise I'll tell you on the plane."

In an un-Kim-like move, she walked around to face him. (Normally she would grab Ron and spin him around to face her.) She held him in her arms and hugged tight. "I understand. My father has just let go of his only daughter and has virtually given her to you. That's a major shock in itself. Take all the time you need."

"Thanks, KP."

They walked, hand in hand, to their plane.

A/N: Does anyone know what the legal age is in Colorado? I lived there for 19 months but don't remember. If it isn't 18 years old, please pretend it is for this story.