Kim practically skipped into school on Tuesday. She was on cloud nine. Josh had taken her to his parent's lake house for the weekend. Aside from the usual more amorous activities it was simply serene. Usually when she's out in a forest it's to track down some lab entrance so she doesn't really pay attention to her surroundings beyond searching for danger. She already missed the sound of the birds, how the sky looked away from the city, and the smells. She really couldn't put it into words. That was probably Josh's plan though, to help take her mind off of her troubles and responsibility. She didn't completely pay attention until a piece of paper fell from her locker. It had Ron's handwriting.

The sheet read: "Please don't try to find me right now. I'll be back at school in a few days. I'm….not really in a great place mentally to say the least and I just need some time away from you, and everyone else. Don't try to contact me."

"That's kind of succinct for Ron." she muttered quietly to herself. After she reread it and fully processed what he said another thought crossed her mind. "What's his damage?" What could she have possibly done that would make him not want to talk to her for days? Back when he was at camp wannaweep he needed someone to talk to every day. Usually both his parents and her.

With Josh not on her mind she was paying more attention to her surroundings, where she was standing felt slightly more spacious that normal. She looked around and the closet door caught her eye. She almost glossed over it until she noticed the doorknob, or where there should be one. Mr. Barkin was doing his normal morning patrol of the halls so she stopped him to ask, he usually had his foot in everything around here.

"Hello Mr. Barkin." She slapped on a sweet innocent smile

"Hello Ms. Possible, How are you and….Where's Stoppable?" They were usually joined at the hip if her boyfriend wasn't around

"Oh...uh, he got injured on a mission. He will be back in a few days." She made up on the spot, whatever it was seemed pretty serious

"That's too bad. Tell him I hope he gets well soon." Mr Barkin shook his head in silence for a moment. Most people thought he hated Stoppable, in truth he just knew he had untapped potential he was seemingly ignoring or unaware of.

Kim got his attention again before he started walking away "I know it's probably not a huge deal but what's the status on that door? It's missing a knob."

"Oh that?" he pointed a thumb at it "Some hooligan broke it off and did god knows what with it since we can't find it. Then defecated in a bucket. It was a disgusting and terrible prank. Don't worry about it, door will be fixed by tomorrow." He saw Ms. Possible furrowing her brow but before he could press further he saw some idiots running through the hall after each other "HEY! No running in the halls! This isn't a playground!" Mr. Barkin went to snatch them up and give them some discipline,

Kim found the whole thing kind of weird. Their school wasn't perfect but people didn't usually do things like that. She thought back to the note. The last thing she remembered talking about with Ron was…."No," this can't be happening "No, no, no."

He had to break himself out of the closet. He was in there long enough that he had to go in a bucket. Kim wasn't one to use expletives lightly, but only one word was crossing her mind right now. She buried her face into her hands and put her head on her locker then screamed.

"FUCK!"

She got a few awkward stares but most people didn't hear her. She wasn't paying attention either way. Kim pulled open her locker and called Wade.

"Hey Kim what's..." He looked at her, her face was some mix between crying and determined that was honestly a little creepy "What's going on?"

She dropped everything on him. How she locked Ron in the closet, how he could have been in there for days, how the knob was gone, and the note.

"Yeah Kim, that's all kinds of bad."

"Bad? This is terrible! I have to find him! Now! I have to apologize! I have to..."

Wade cut her off "You should give him some space."

Kim looked at him as if what he said was as ridiculous as asking her to choke a baby "Give him space? GIVE HIM SPACE!? I have to apologized. I messed up way big, I have to make it up to him now." Kim was yanking at her hair

Wade tried to speak objectively instead of getting sucked into the panic "Kim, you don't know how Ron feels. You said his note was straight to the point and told you exactly what he was thinking. We have no idea how long he was in the closet or what his state of mind is. It probably is best to let sleeping dogs lie. If you push it too fast he could just end the friendship out of anger. He's probably very hurt and angry."

"So you won't help me track him down?"

Wade sighed "No Kim." Then hung up the call.

Kim put her back to the locker and slid to the ground. Wade was right. She again placed her hands over her mouth to muffle it and screamed "FUCK!"

Ron and Shego

Ron was finally "healthy" enough to be released from the hospital on Friday night. He was still quite weak but was told he should be back to normal in a few days. He just needs to eat, drink liquids, and rest. Shego let him know how things would go as soon as they stepped out of the hospital.

"You're staying with me."

Ron not wanting to be presumptuous said "Nah I can take care of myself. It's fine Sheila, you probably have better things to do than take care of a sick pathetic someone like me."

Shego lifted him by his shirt one handed "You. Are. Staying. With. Me."

"Hehe, yeah I'm staying with you." he laughed nervously. He knew she wouldn't attack him. The pain and anger on her face hurt him though. "My B, I didn't realize you cared so much."

She pulled him closer until they were nose to nose "You're an idiot. If I didn't care I wouldn't have stayed by your side the entire time you were in there. The only time I left you was to deliver your stupid note. By the way, you should have let her wonder what happened to you. She didn't even deserve to know you were okay."

Ron found it weird that they were currently having this conversation while his legs were dangling. She finally noticed and placed him back on the ground. Thankfully no one saw her ridiculous display of strength. They started walking down to the hovercraft.

"I'm beyond angry but she's still my friend. I think anyway. I was mainly concerned she'd come looking for me and see you."

Shego did a breathy laugh through her nose "What's Kimmie going to do? Get knocked out?"

"Tell Wade you injured and brainwashed me and hunt me down relentlessly until she rescues me from your evil grasp"

They were stepping on the hovercraft and beginning to fly to her place. "Yes. My soft, sensual, evil grasp that you couldn't possibly get away from." she said in a sultry tone

Ron walked behind her while she was steering and grabbed her waist while placing his head on her shoulder "Yes, I have no escape from it." He lightly kissed her neck "Not that I'd ever want to."

The rest of the ride was spent in silence. Ron just wanted to enjoy the feeling and warmth of Sheila against him. Sheila was trying her best to not make the ride bumpy since she still thought he must feel incredibly weak. Usually she was just using one of these as a getaway vehicle so comfort was not a priority.

When they made it to her place Ron immediately asked "So where do you want me to sleep? You probably don't have a guest room since you don't have guests."

Sheila looked at him like he was an idiot but the thought process was simple to her "Where do you think you're sleeping?"

"The couch? It's a little small but I'll be fine"

"My bed. I need to watch you." She held his hand in hers and stroked it with her thumb "Rufus can take the couch though, and he can have all the cheese he can eat." She giggled at how quickly he skittered out of Ron's pocket to the fridge. Little traitor.

"Uh, are you sure? Aren't you afraid I'll try something funny? I'm fine sleeping on the couch, really. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"One, I'm perfectly fine with you trying something funny. you're the one who said you wanted to get to know me and not my body."

Ron could already see where this was headed

"And two, I'm more comfortable when I'm near you if anything. You're the only man to ever treat me like this. I can lift you with one hand with no issue but you still treat me like your precious little lily flower."

"While both of those points are true, I don't want to hurt you Sheila."

They had further back and forth for another minute. Ron wanted to stay on the couch to give Shego the proper space and be a gentleman. Shego wanted to watch him in her bed and really didn't care what he grabbed or when he grabbed it. So they compromised and she threw him into her bed two minutes later against his will.

"You know you don't have to keep dragging me around like that, you can just say I don't have a choice and I will get the hint." She didn't really throw him hard at all, but it was the principle of the matter.

"Hmm, you're right. I could do that. This is so much more fun though." She said with a grin "Now get comfortable lover boy, your beautiful and perfect girlfriend is going to do her nightly ritual before bed. If you need to do anything there's an extra bathroom down the hall I never use." She then walked into the master bathroom

Ron guessed that her suggestion about him getting ready for bed was another non optional thing and hit the shower. Luckily he had the presence of mind to have her grab him some clothes so he wasn't wearing a gown when he left the hospital. Unfortunately he did not have the presence of mind to ask for pajamas, even though in truth he didn't really wear any most of the time. After he hopped out of the shower he decided with was likely a non issue since she said the only person with sexual hangups was him and slipped into his boxers and a tank top and went back to bed.

Sheila smirked when she heard him come back to the bed, she had been waiting to tease him. She waited about a minute to not make it seem too convenient then stepped out in her lacy bra and panties. The way his eyes almost bulged out of his head was priceless.

"Whoops I forgot to bring something to wear to the bathroom with me. My bad." She said with a slight smirk. If he was paying any attention at all he could tell she was teasing him, but she knew his brain wouldn't be working right now. By all appearances something else was using the blood that should be flowing to his brain.

Ron was frozen. He knew her body would be great because of her skin tight suit, but his mind did not do her proper justice. She was toned, slender, and curvy in all the right places. Finally after a few seconds he managed to look at her face and saw her smile growing while looking at….oh god.

He shifted his arm over his lower region in a terrible attempt to hide it then finally sputtered out "It-It's no problem, I'm just a guest here."

Sheila sashayed over to her dresser and bent over, distinctly aware of Ron's eyes on her. She acted as if she was having trouble picking out a shirt to tease him for a couple of extra seconds.

Ron's mind was flicking between blankness and thinking he is the luckiest man this side of the cosmos. Her butt was actually held in by her suit so the view he had was hotter than her plasma. Sadly she picked out a shirt a few seconds later and slipped it on. He tried pretending he didn't just stare at her with such ridiculous intensity, but her grin let him know she was well aware of the affect she was having upon him.

She decided to roll with an over-sized T shirt. Sheila judged that by how he dresses he values comfort over aesthetics, so the giant shirt hanging half off her shoulder with a bra strap showing was perfect. His face again told her she judged correctly. As one final tease she acted as if she was doing a sort of before bed yawn stretch and arched her back in a feline esque fashion.

Ron couldn't take her teasing anymore "You're going to be the death of me Sheila."

She finally slid into bed under her black and green comforter with him and said "Yes, that was my evil scheme all along. We both know I don't like to get my hands dirty with murder, so I decided to kill you by making your heart burst with excitement. Before this weekend if over you will be no more. I'm sorry Ronnie."

Ron's eyebrow twitched in annoyance at the sarcasm, she didn't get to see it for long before she flicked off the nightstand lamp though.

Late night

Shego was unable to sleep so she just stared at Ron intently while laying on her side. There was just enough light in the room to make out his features. She had no idea how long he had been sleeping but it seemed like a couple of hours. Hospital beds really suck the soul out of you. She had been running her fingers through his hair for a while and luckily he hadn't noticed.

A million thoughts were running through her mind. She remembered the molerat saying Ron loved her when they first came to the hospital. Did she hear him correctly? She was actually nervous about this. Sheila had never really been loved before outside of what seemed like familial obligation at best, then seemingly out of nowhere he loves her unconditionally despite her being a violent criminal. One that had harmed him several times.

Thinking about the pain she caused him made her lips curl downward. She hadn't seen him shirtless yet but through all of their battles she knew he probably had a few scars and burns as a result of her. She started looking a bit depressed until surprisingly Ron grabbed her butt and waist and pulled her into a deep cuddle.

"My Sheila" He said groggily, clearly still sleeping

That made her perk right back up. Waking Ron was a gentleman, sleeping Ron knew exactly what he wanted. She would make it up to him, she had to.

Their faces were now inches apart and Sheila couldn't restrain herself. Just one light peck, then rest. Except when she tried pulling away he wouldn't let her, then his lips began moving on their own.

After a few seconds Ron finally let her pull away and said "What's wrong Sheila?"

"It's nothing, it's stupid. Go back to sleep baby"

His eyes popped right open at those words, he looked into her eyes deeply "Nothing concerning you is stupid, tell me so I can help you rest."

Well, that made her heart nearly flutter out of her chest "D-Do you love me?"

"That's keeping you up? Of course I do. Why else would I have gone through all this?" He then kissed her nose and moved his head deeper into the pillow

Sheila rolled her eyes. She could have been sleeping hours ago and he just said it like it was no big deal.

"Hey what's this stress ball thing in my hand? You brought one to bed?" Ron started squeezing it and feeling the texture, he then looked at her face and saw a gigantic smile forming.

"I didn't know you needed me that bad Ronnie, I'll get as close as you want." She held back a laugh, waiting for his cute state of panic

Normally he would have gotten flustered, started sputtering, and moved away. He was too tired for that now though. His girlfriend was fine moving at whatever pace he wanted. He needed to accept that. He just rolled onto his back while maintaining his hold on her assets. Ron assumed he did the right thing when he heard her hum in contentment while laying on his chest.

Sheila heard the telltale signs of her communicator beeping in the morning. In true Drakken fashion he stole the design of the Kimmunicator and put his own slight spin on it. Even for a villain he truly had no shame.

She begrudgingly slid out of Ron's grip and read the message. Something about another stupid operation that was likely to fail horribly. She shot back a few texts trying to get him to postpone until Monday or something but he was clearly desperate since he offered her quadruple pay. Sorry Ronnie, Shego has to head to work.