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Disney's Kim Possible in
Sometimes There Isn't A Point
By Adam Leigh
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7. New World
Kim Stoppable held tightly onto the armrest of the car as it wheeled through the Middleton traffic. "Ahhhhhh!" she screamed suddenly, digging her nails into the fake leather.
"What what?" said Ron nervously. His eyes had locked open the minute his wife began contractions and hadn't closed since. "I'll go faster!"
"Don't," said Kim through gritted teeth. "Don't get us killed!"
"Hang on," he said as they took a sharp right turn that Kim swore made the car tip slightly onto two wheels. After the car settled back again he looked over at Kim for a second and noticed her staring daggers at him.
"We COULD have used the GJ chopper, you know!" yelled Kim as she brought her other hand up to her face and held the small radio against her ear. "I'm sorry," she said after it was hooked around the lobe of her ear. "What did you say?"
"No, no, I need to know," Kim said in response to something being uttered through the radio. "I don't care what condition I'm in, get me the intel I demanded hours ago! Did the operation succeed?"
The radio squawked something in her ear. "I don't care, just break the silence. I sure as hell will not hear about this on CNN before hearing it from you guys!"
Kim suddenly pulled the radio from her ear and screamed again.
"Almost there, KP!" Ron said reassuringly while his knuckles turned white from holding the steering wheel too tightly.
"Dammit, RON!" Kim yelled. "How many damn years after we are married before you stop calling me KP!"
"Sorry!" yelled Ron as he pulled into the hospital. Kim hooked her radio back on her ear before Ron could help her out of the car. "I want to hear updates every five minutes until you know what's happened!"
"Come on, Kim," Ron said as he helped her into a wheelchair. "Give them a break. There are more important things right now."
"No," insisted Kim as they entered the hospital. "There's nothing more important!"
"It's just a mission--"
"I have to know!" Kim yelled back then quieted her voice. "Does our daughter get born into a world where Syndicate exists, or someplace better?"
Ron's eyes widened then returned to normal. "I understand," he said softly, putting his hand in Kim's.
In return, she tried to crush it.
"AAAAH!" Kim yelled suddenly as pain wracked her body. Ron called out to a doctor and was rushed off to a changing room while a nurse wheeled Kim away. A few minutes later Ron was ushered back to a room where Kim was already propped up in a pair of stirrups and doing her Lamaze breathing.
Between breaths, Kim tossed Ron the slightly crumbled radio earpiece. "Put it on!" she ordered.
On a typical day, Ron could easily be taken by Kim, despite his years of ninja training. Even on a bad day, the best that Ron could do was hold his own with his wife in a sparring match. Right now, she was experiencing the worst pain in her life while simultaneous running a global espionage agency's office most important operation ever. Which probably meant, right now, in a fight, Kim wouldn't take Ron if he fought with her.
She would probably murder him.
"Yes, ma'am," Ron said hooking the device over his ear. "This is Agent Stoppable, serial 45728119, taking relay duty for Director Stoppable. My words have her authority right now. Confirm?"
Ron waited several seconds for the tracking agents to verify the biological signal being transmitted by the small radio with the serial number he just gave. "Confirmed," came the eventual reply.
"Continue the updates, Director Stoppable ordered," Ron said, and then deactivated his microphone so the entirety of GJ Midwest didn't have to hear his wife giving birth.
"Anything?" Kim said in another break of her breathing.
Ron listened to the report from the GJ operator. "Nothing yet." He went to hold her hand and she squeezed it tightly again. "I'll let you know when the word comes, just worry about the baby," Ron said using up every last bit of calm he had.
Kim looked at through her squinted eyes and nodded before screaming out again. "AAAAH!" She did her breathing again. "Someone tell her to either come out or hang back because this half-way crap is really pAAAIINNAAAAHHH!"
Ron felt Kim squeeze his fingers into mush and looked at their doctor.
"Contractions are close, it won't be long now," Doctor Easton said looking between Kim's legs. Ron just turned his attention back to his wife.
"You're doing great, Kimmie," he tried being reassuring.
"TELL ME YOU KNOW SOMETHING!" Kim yelled in response.
"Er, not yet," said Ron, admitted.
"AAHHH!"
"Okay Kim," Doctor Easton suddenly said. "I'm going to ask you to push."
Kim looked down to him with her eyes wide. "NO! Wait! I mean, not yet, we still don't kno...AAAAAHH!"
"I don't think she's waiting," Doctor Easton replied, then said something the nearby nurse.
"RON!" Kim yelled. "Make him stop!"
"I don't think he has much of a choice," Ron tried to justify. "It'll be okay, I'm sure the Op was successful."
"I have to know!" cried Kim before screaming in pain again.
"Kim if you don't work with me you're going to harm the baby," Doctor Easton suddenly said. "Now, on the next contraction you have to push!"
Kim looked sadly up at Ron who only nodded in response.
"YAAAAAAAH!"
"Good job, Kim! Keep it up, one more!"
"Ron!" Kim was crying through her clamped eyes. "AAAAHH!"
"Excellent! You're almost there!"
Kim opened her teary eyes to look at Ron and noticed him staring with his mouth open across Kim to the other side of the hospital room. Kim turned her head immediate and saw a large glass window looking out into the hall.
Standing in the hallway, covered in soot, dirt, and apparently bleeding from deep cuts across her torso, and staring into the birthing room with as much awe as fatigue, was a tall woman with long dark hair and emerald green eyes. Time seemed to slow as the couple stared at her and she stared back.
Then, slowly, in what seemed like forever, she rose her hand and made a fist, pressing it against the glass, her thumb sticking straight up. Her eyes softened and she smiled and nodded.
"AAAAH!" Kim screamed again.
Then, a moment later, another scream came except not from Kim.
"Waaaaaaaah!"
"That's it!" the doctor yelled. Ron and Kim looked over to see him cradling a nude, slimy, but somewhat beautiful baby girl in his arms. He wrapped her in a towel immediately and cleaned some of the slime off before brining her over to Kim and Ron.
"Congratulations," Doctor Easton said, placing the bundle in Kim's arms.
Kim smiled so wide it hurt, and she felt joy so incredible she couldn't contain it within herself and burst out crying. She cradled the girl close to her and felt Ron's warmth around her, one arm behind hers on the baby, and one arm around her head.
After admiring her baby, she began to feel fatigue drag on her and she had the incredible desire to close her eyes and take a nap. After all she'd been through; it even seemed like a good idea. She moved to have Ron hold the baby girl and after she triple checked he had a good grasp on her, she finally released her hold. Sleep was calling now, but she forced here eyes open long enough to look back at the window she'd seen Shego in.
But as she looked back, no one was there.
Then no one was anywhere as the blackness claimed her.