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Chapter 14 The Honeymoon

The Sun peeked in through the small cabin window and Kim snuggled back into Ron's embrace, purring in contentment. "I could wake up like this every morning for the rest of my life."

"Sounds good to me," Ron murmured. He hugged her, kissed the top of her head and pulled the blanket over their heads.

Kim laced her fingers with his. "Have any dreams last night?" she asked.

"Yep."

"Want to talk about them?"

Ron nuzzled into her neck. "You first."

"Well, we were playing hyper-tag," Kim started.

"In the backyard of our house?" Ron asked.

"With Ron Jr." Kim added.

"And you slipped and fell on the wet grass," Ron chuckled.

Kim rolled over and faced Ron. "And I landed on my butt!"

"Yep," Ron chimed and kissed her. "Good morning Mrs. Possible-Stoppable, my loving wife."

Kim returned the buss. "Good morning yourself Mr. Stoppable, my goofy but oh-so-lovable husband." Kim paused and thought aloud, "I not sure if I should change my name or hyphenate it."

"It's up to you," Ron said as he brushed some hair out of her eyes. "You're the one who'll have to sign your checks. To me, you'll always be KP."

"That's so sweet," she said and kissed him again. "Don't you want to call me KS? Or how about the full initial thing, KAPS!"

"Kimberly Ann Possible Stoppable, KAPS." Ron thought about it and shook his head. "Nope, it don't sound right. If you're asking me I think you should keep your name. You know, a familiar moniker to back up the Team Possible name. You don't mess with success!"

Kim sighed. "O.K. But what do you think about our dreams? Are they premonitions or just wishful thinking?" She paused a second before adding, "Why are we dreaming the same thing?"

"Do you really want to know?" Ron asked her.

A concerned looking Kim answered, "Yes I do. If we're playing with our son in the future, that means we both survive the Ultimate Battle."

"I think it's just wishful thinking. I mean it's one of many possible futures."

Kim pondered Ron's answer. "But who's wish? Yours? Mine? Both of ours?"

"I'm not really sure," Ron said. "If I had to guess I would say it's your dream to have a son that would carry on our fight with super villains."

"What's your wish for the future?" Kim asked hesitantly.

Ron smiled and softly said, "I'd like to wake up every morning with you in my arms for the rest of my life. That's all I'll ever want."

Kim rolled onto her side, slid the covers off their heads and propped her head on one hand. "So you don't want children? We've never talked about it."

Ron slyly smiled. "I never said I didn't want kids. I think we should have... Oh, ten or twelve."

"What?" Kim said in shock and horror.

"Hey, as long as I'm not the one who gets pregnant." Ron's straight face collapsed quickly and he laughed. "I'm sorry about the joke. I would love it if we had one boy and one girl, in that order."

Kim scooted into his arms. "That sounds perfect," she purred. After a minute she sighed. "What do you want to do today?"

"You mean besides lay here in your arms all day?" Ron queried. "Well, we need to chop some wood for the stove and fill the water tank. There's a stream about four or five miles up the trail."

Kim sleepily said, "Haul water and chop wood." She suddenly bolted upright. "Are you kidding?"

"Nope," Ron chirped. He rolled onto his back and folded his arms behind his head. "This is a primitive cabin for meditation. Normally, no one stays longer than a few hours when they take a break from hiking. There's no running water and the wood pile is always depleted."

Kim rolled onto Ron's chest and ran her hand through his messy mop of hair. "We can do that later. But first..." her finger left his head and trailed down his neck and chest toward his abdomen, "where did we leave off last night?"

Kim hefted a log onto the stump in front of her. With a swift downward swing of her hand she cleaved the log in twain. She picked up one half and put it on the stump. She karate chopped the piece of wood, cutting it into manageable chunks. Kim picked up the many pieces and stacked them against the outer back wall of the cabin.

Ron whistling merrily as he sauntered down the path to the back of the cabin. He carried a bucket of water in each hand. "Hey KP. Wanna change jobs for a while? That looks like fun."

"No, not really," She huffed as she sliced another log in two. "this is a great way to relieve aggression."

"What's aggravating you?" he asked.

"I'm getting frustrated," Chop!"waiting for the big battle to happen and I know so little about it!" Chop Another log became kindling.

Ron peered at the back wall of the cabin covered from one end to the other with neatly stacked wood. "It looks like you should be cured of your frustration." He went to the side of the small log structure and poured the contents of the two buckets into the stilt supported water tank. He turned and walked back to Kim. "The tank is almost full, you wanna walk with me and get the last load?"

Kim placed another log on the stump, stepped back and performed a perfect heel slash that shattered the hunk of tree. "I'd love to. The wood's all chopped and kindling box is full."

Kim snatched one of the buckets out of Ron's grasp and took the free appendage in her hand. They walked in silence for a mile before Ron said, "The chores will be done after this trip. What would you like to do next?"

Kim smiled. "I think we should meditate for an hour. Then I'd like to explore a bit. This is beautiful country."

"I'd like to eat lunch when we get back to the cabin," Ron said, rubbing his stomach.

"Lunch!" We haven't even had breakfast!" Kim practically yelped as her stomach started rumbling. "Have you checked the kitchen yet? Do we even have food?"

"Not yet," he answered. "Yori said she had one of the new students stock the cabin with provisions while we were fighting Monkey Fist. She didn't think he was ready and wanted to keep him out of the fight."

They arrived at the stream and filled their buckets with cold mountain water. Kim turned quickly and started back down the path. "Well, I'm starving and want to eat now. Race you back to the cabin," she yelled over her shoulder as she hyper-sped off.

Ron stopped in his tracks and screamed, "You are SO going DOWN!" He took a firm grip on the bucket handle and took off after her.

Kim skidded to a halt next to the water tank and saw the other bucket laying on the ground. She dumped her water into the tank, dropped the bucket and walked in the cabin door.

Ron was stoking the stove, humming to himself. He looked up when Kim entered. "You did a great job with the wood pile."

"Thanks," Kim said. "How fast were you traveling? All I saw was a blue streak passing me a ways back."

"Kim," Ron smirked, hands on hips, "you know I'm bad at math."

"Ron...!"

Ron's strong front crumbled under her stare. "O.K., I was doing about seventy five percent of my top speed."

"Seventy five percent!" Kim said in amazement. "I was at my top speed and you passed me like I was standing still!" She purposely strode at him. He took a step back out of habit before she wrapped her arms around him and planted a big wet kiss on his lips. "I guess I'm going to have to start calling you Speedy," she cooed.

Ron's goofy grin appeared. "O.K., as long as it's not in the bedroom." They both giggled.

Ron gave Kim a peck on the lips and spun from the hug. "So do you want breakfast or lunch?"

"Surprise me," Kim smiled wickedly.

Ron went to the cupboard and, grabbing a few items, went to work. Kim checked the fire in the stove and looked around. "Where can I clean up?"

"Soap and water are right there," he nodded towards the sink. "If you want hot water you'll have to wait for the kettle to heat up."

"Cold water, no big," Kim chimed. She went to the sink and washed up. "How long before the foods ready?"

"It'll be about ten minutes," Ron sang.

Kim started to go through the cupboards. "Plates and silverware?" she asked.

Ron shrugged. "I haven't run across any yet. Check in the cabinets beside the sink."

Kim went back to the sink and opened a door. "Bingo!" she said. She got two sets of plates, glasses and utensils out and went to set the table. "What's there to drink?" Kim queried.

"You can check the fridge but I think we're out of milk," Ron said over his shoulder as he stirred something on the stove.

Kim looked around the room and walked toward him. "Fridge? What refrigerator?"

Ron's shoulders were shaking up and down in a silent fit of laughter. The thought of what was he said hit her and she playfully slapped the back of his head. "Very funny!" she said sarcastically.

"Well then we have water, water and..."

"Water?" Kim asked.

Ron turned to her and said, "No, I was going to say we have a bottle of wine under the sink."

Kim looked at the bottle and put it back. "Japanese red wine. We should save this for tonight." She pulled out another bottle that was hidden behind it. "Here's a bottle of sake," she said holding it up.

"Ooh!" Ron cooed, "I love sake, but I thought you didn't like it. You made a sour face when we drank it at the wedding ceremony."

"That was before I tasted it," Kim enthused. "We can have some with lunch and save the rest for after dinner."

Ron picked up a box and tossed it to her. "Or we can make some tea and have the sake tomorrow."

"We should save the tea for tomorrow, before we hike back to the school." Kim put the box on the counter. "No good walking back to school drunk."

"O.K., sake it is," Ron sang. "Put the kettle on the stove and heat a little bit of water."

Kim obeyed. "What's the water for?"

"Sake is suppose to be served at body temperature. You use the water to warm up the teapot before filling it with the sake," Ron informed her. Kim nodded.

Five minutes later Ron placed two plates of rice and stir fried vegetables on the table. Kim brought the teapot to the table and exchanged the wine glasses for small teacups. They enjoyed their midmorning meal and cleaned up the dishes after.

"Excellent meal, as always," Kim sighed. "I'm so full I just want to take a nap."

Ron beamed and performed a back hand spring, landing on the bed. Kim kicked off her sneakers and got in next to him. "I don't know if I'll ever get use to you having the same skills as I do," she said, snuggling into his clinch.

Three hours later Kim woke and reached over to Ron. He wasn't there. "Ron!" Kim called out. She looked around the room and spotted him sitting cross-legged in the corner. Kim got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water.

As she sat down on the corner of the bed, Ron asked softly not opening is eyes, "Sleep well?"

"Like a baby," Kim contently sighed, "and you?"

"Not at all so I decided to meditate." A blue glow surrounded Ron and he lifted slowly off the floor. When he spoke, it was in his full Power Voice. "You want to know!" the sound reporting off the walls.

Kim was taken aback from the force of Ron's speech. She swallowed hard and murmured, "Yes, please and thank you."

"The forces will meet in less than a quarter fortnight. They will be with the stars and the triumphant will look down on his realm."

"A quarter fortnight would be three or four days," Kim stated.

"Correct!" Ron's voice boomed.

"And when you say with the stars, you mean in space?" Kim asked meekly. She got no reply. "Will I go with you?" she ventured.

"I have told you all I may. You must make your own decisions." The glow faded and Ron drifted back to the floor. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Sorry KP, I couldn't help it with the voice."

"I'm getting use to it," she replied, " but could you do something about the volume?" She shook her head. "My ears feel like I went to an Oh Boyz concert and I was sitting directly in front of the speakers."

"I really can't help it," Ron half whined, half apologized. "I tried to hold it back but it... well, it's a bit overwhelming."

"It's alright," Kim offered. "I just wish it... I mean you, could've given me more information."

"As Sensei told us earlier, the future isn't set," Ron stated, "Free will and all that."

Kim got up from the bed and helped Ron stand. "Let's go for a walk," Kim smiled. She put on her shoes and they walked out the door.

Kim started up the path but Ron held her back. "No, I think we should go this way." He led her around the back of the cabin and into the thicket of trees and brush.

"Is this a path or are you just winging it?" Kim begged as her arm got scratched by a thorny bush. "Ouch!" she yelped.

Ron looked back at Kim then spun on his heels. He held his hands out and they glowed blue. Quickly the brush parted giving them a free path until they came to a clearing. "So you can control nature now?" Kim begged.

"My Power comes from nature, it is nature itself," Ron said quietly. He pointed in front of him.

Three deer, a buck with a nice rack of horns and two doe, came into the clearing. They walked right up to the teens. Ron held his hand out and the buck bowed to him. Kim stepped forward and held out her hands. The doe knelt in front of her, got up and nuzzled her outstretched hands. Slowly the three animals turned and walked back into the thicket.

"Wow," Kim marveled. "I mean..." she turned to Ron. "Did you do that?"

"I controlled the buck. The doe came to you on their own." Ron thought for a second. "They came to you because they sensed the Power within you."

"So I can control animals?"

"I'm not sure." Ron scratched his head. "Did you hear their thoughts?"

"No... yes, I'm not sure." Kim pondered for a moment. "I heard something but couldn't make it out."

"They were welcoming you to their land and offered you first chance with their mate." Ron started to giggle.

"They were offering the buck as..." Kim slapped a hand over her mouth. "No!" she shuddered. Ron only nodded slowly.

"OH! MY! GOODNESS! GRACIOUS!" Kim fumed. "That is what I heard them say!" She shook her head violently, auburn hair flying in every direction. "I don't want to even think about it."

Ron took her hand and led her up the mountain. They finally reached the peak and looked out over a large valley. They sat on the ground and took in at the vista. After fifteen minutes Kim got in to the lotus position and closed her eyes. Ron followed suit and began to meditate.

When Kim finally opened her eyes the sun was low in the sky. She looked around and saw a plethora of squirrels, deer and rabbits around them. "Hi guys," Kim said aloud. Her mind was filled with a cacophony of thoughts and ideas. A rabbit hopped onto her lap and nuzzled into her arms. "What did you say?" she thought to the animal in her arms. "Oh, thank you, I think you're beautiful too." The rabbit scurried away. She looked around and picked out a squirrel. "Thank you for coming up here," she thought to the rodent. It bowed and ran away. She turned and, one by one, she thought to each animal present. Finally she said to them. "I think we need to go soon." They all slowly walked from the mountainous overlook.

Ron opened his eyes and Kim spotted him getting up. "We can stay if you want Ron."

Ron stood. "Nope, everything went as planned."

"You brought me up here to talk to the animals?" Kim questioned him.

"Well, no not really." Ron took her hand in his and they started back down the mountain. "I wanted to find a peaceful place to meditate but you seem to have a lot of the powers that I do. I figured you could talk to the animals like I can. I was just testing my theory."

"Wow," Kim mocked amazement, "Ron Stoppable, a straight D student until his senior year, had a theory!"

Ron smiled at her jibe. "And the theory panned out! Astounding, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," Kim continued, "It's a red letter day, mark the calender!" They fell into a fit of laughter.

Kim opened the bottle of Japanese red wine as Ron laid the plates on the table. Kim inhaled deeply. "UMM! That smells delicious!" She poured the wine into two glasses.

Ron picked up a glass and swirled the contents. "Fairly decent color, maybe a bit too light," he said thoughtfully. "It doesn't have great legs." He stuck his nose to the rim and sniffed the wine. "A bit too fruity for my taste but not too shabby." Finally Ron took a sip and swished it in his mouth. "EEW!" he loudly exclaimed. "Way to many tannins! I wouldn't use this stuff to cook with." He went to the sink and rinsed out the glass, then filled it with water.

Kim sipped the wine and made a sour face. "I don't know tannins, but if that's what they taste like I can do without them." She went to the sink and rinsed her glass out.

They sat and ate their repast in silence. Finally, when she was done, Kim got up and cleared the table. She put the dirty dishes in the sink and sat back down at the table. "Neither of us said a word during dinner," Kim observed.

"I know," Ron said solemnly.

"Something isn't right," she said flatly.

"Yes."

"It happened already, before we got a chance to go back to the school." Kim monotoned.

Ron looked at her. "You felt it too, didn't you."

"Yes. The Sixth Prophesy."

Ron got up from the table and paced the room. "I know it was prophesied, but why did it have to happen to Rufus?"

Kim got up and went to Ron, wrapping him in a big hug. "Yori told me of your conversation with her. You said it yourself, Rufus is getting old and it was his time. I know you two were very close; I came to love him too."

"I know all that KP." Ron smiled a bit. "We used to talk about you all the time."

Kim broke for the embrace and went to stoke the fire in the stove. "I don't want to talk about it now." She grabbed Ron's arm and led him to the bed. "Let's just cuddle." She kicked off her shoes and laid down, arms outstretched. Quickly her clothes leapt from her body.

Ron shed his garments without touching them and laid beside Kim. They stayed there, in each others embrace, until they drifted off to sleep.