I guess this is what you would call a… "Two-Shot"?

Important note: I did make minor changes in chapter 1 to make things flow just a tiny bit better, but it's not necessary to re-read it if you don't want to.

Let me say Thank-you to all who have read and reviewed the first chapter:Quis Custodiet, azndudex, CajunBear73, cpneb, spectre666, fatherfigure1, DRIFTA, and zardoz101…

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Kim Possible characters, and I hope that I didn't mess up anything related to the military.

Ron Takes a Life

(part two)

As Ron was being led down the hallway of the hospital, his mind was reeling. What's going to happen to me? Are they taking me to jail? Are they going to… Ron shuddered, rough me up? It seems that Kim was giving them orders, so why did she do this to me? They never even said that I was arrested!

They entered the lobby of the hospital, and Ron saw a large black van sitting outside. Two more armed Marines stood at each side of the opened side door, and immediately he knew that was his destination.

Once I'm placed in there… I'll disappear. He thought. I won't see my friends anymore, my parents, Rufus… or even Kim!

A thought materialized in his brain, and it was probably the most foolhardy thing he had ever thought in his life. I've gotta fight…

Ron started to struggle as the group went through the waiting area. There weren't many people there, but it gave him a few options to fight his way out. He could use a chair as a weapon, and as a last resort, he could use that little girl off to the side as a human shield to get out. He was very glad that they never put any restraints on him, as it would make things a little easier.

He closed his eyes for a quick meditation, and visually saw in his head what he needed to do. Suddenly Ron whirled around and punched the Marine that stood directly behind him. The man went down like a sack of bricks. Before the others could subdue him, he performed a leg sweep that took out two others. Of the last two standing, one was able to catch Ron in a bear hug from behind, and Ron saw the other one step up in front of him. Bringing a knee up, Ron saw the man 's eyes cross, and he too went down grabbing his groin area.

Next, he snapped his head back and felt a satisfying crunch as his skull broke the other Marines nose. The other two that he had taken down with a leg sweep were now up and approaching him. Ron quickly flipped a chair up and held it out in front of himself like a lion tamer, but he was flipping it dangerously close to the two's faces. They held back.

"Mr. Stoppable…" One of them started to say, "Our orders…" Ron interrupted.

"I am not going to jail… and you're not going to make me disappear!" He swung the chair a bit faster, and the two stepped back from him. The two Marines then looked at each with confused faces. It wasn't until this point that Ron noticed that none of them had even pulled their guns on him, because at this point of the fight, he was ready to perform a Gun-Kata that Sensei had taught him.

Then he felt the prick of a needle on the back of his neck. He dropped the chair, and swung around to see one of the guards by the van standing with the dart gun still pointed at him. His eyes started to lose focus, and he shook his head. He stepped forward towards the man, and received another needle in his left shoulder. He reached up, pulled it out, and groggily took another step. A third one stuck into his thigh, and Ron finally went down.

All five Marines who had been highly trained in hand to hand combat finally "stood-down" after Ron finally succumbed to the knock-out darts. They quietly picked him up, gently lay him in the van, and drove off.

…x x x x…

Ron woke with a start, and saw that he was still in the back of the van. This time, there were at least 8 or 10 Marines. They weren't taking any chances this time. Though they ALL were completely confused as to how a High School Senior had taken five of them down.

The van stopped and one of the Marines reached to Ron with a piece of cloth in his hands. Ron shied away, and his arms were quickly grabbed before he could do any damage. He also noticed that at least two more Marines were holding onto his legs. He was still at a loss as to why they never put any kind of restraint on him.

The Marine who held the black cloth spoke. "Mr. Stoppable, I'm sorry, but these are our orders." He then tied the cloth around his eyes.

"So it's to be a firing squad." Ron said with resignation. "I thought those went out with 'Speak Easys', and Fedora's." He heard one of the men chuckle.

Ron then heard the door of the van open, and he was taken outside. He could tell the sun was shining as a small amount of light had worked its way to his eyes. They walked for a short while and then one of the Marines spoke.

"Step up, please. There are four steps."

A stage? He thought. Just what the heck is going on here?

They walked for a few steps, the heavy boots of the Marines echoing on the wooden floor. They stopped, and turned him in a specific direction. Then Ron felt someone untying the blind, and it was removed.

The lights were blinding a first, but after blinking a few times, his sight returned. Ron stood there flabbergasted at what he saw. He was on a small stage looking out over a MASSIVE audience. His jaw dropped at also seeing what looked to be a full color guard to his left, and then he looked around on the stage. The Marines that had taken him from the hospital flanked him on both sides. Some with bandages, and one with a rather large one covering his obviously broken nose. On either side of them were even more military.

He then saw a podium that was covered with Microphones, and flanked by two prompter screens. A lone man wearing a three-piece suit walked up to the podium, and adjusted one of the microphones before clearing his throat and speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, The President of the United States."

Ron's jaw dropped at the announcement, and saw the slightly skinny man from Texas saunter up to the podium as everyone applauded his arrival. He stood for a few moments and then raised a hand to silence the crowd.

After the applause died to a trickle, he began to speak in his trademark southern drawl. "Ladies and Gentlemen… I thank you for that kind applause. Though I think you really should be applauding this young man here, Mr. Ronald Dean Stoppable."

The room was silent. "This boy… excuse me… Man, here, has done something remarkable. He saved someone that is near and dear to everyone in the entire world. It is that person who has done all this…" The president indicated the audience and all of the military assembled on the stage.

"Now this person is quite modest, as she doesn't want to take away the lime-light from this young man, who is so well deserved of this honor."

Honor? Ron thought. What is he talking about?

"President Harry S. Truman conceived of this honor in 1945, and then in 1963, President John F. Kennedy re-introduced this honor for distinguished civilian service. I now present to you, Ronald Dean Stoppable, the highest Medal of Honor given to a civilian of these Great United States of America… The Presidential Medal of Freedom."

Immediately the place erupted with thundering applause that almost deafened Ron.

The president reached underneath the podium and walked towards a dumbfounded Ron Stoppable, and stood in front him. Cameras flashed all over as he raised his arms and placed the medal over Ron's bowed head. The President then extended his hand, which Ron shook after a few seconds of being completely overwhelmed.

Ron disliked… OK… he HATED being the center of attention. His cheeks were a rosey red, and he could only mouth the words 'Thank-you, sir'. The applause continued, making the first time he had ever blushed a doozy.

It was then that he finally started to look around a bit more in an attempt to hide his embarrassment that he saw a familiar figure off to the side of the stage in a wheel chair. Her arm was in a sling, and he could see the cast on her lower leg. Kim's green eyes were beaming, and he had never seen such a smile from her before. She turned her head and spoke to a military nurse at her side who nodded and then pushed Kim out on to the stage.

At seeing who was now being wheeled onto the stage, the President went back to the podium, and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you… Miss Kim Possible."

The nurse pushed Kim up to the side of the podium, and took a hand-held microphone from its holder and handed it to her. Kim just smiled and raised her hand to the applause that had increased at least twice-fold after the President announced her.

"Please… Please…" She said, and the applause started to subside to a manageable level. "I sincerely hope that applause was for Ron here, and not me."

WHAT! Was all Ron thought and started to step towards Kim to set her and all of these people straight. The original 5 Marines that had taken him from the hospital stepped up next to him, and stopped him. The look he gave the two who grabbed his arms cringed at the way Ron looked at them, but they held firm.

Kim continued to speak from her wheelchair. "My partner, Ron Stoppable, has been a part of my life for over 14 years. He has gone with me on missions from the first one to the most recent, and he has had my back every time. He has continually helped me… save the world. He would then always step back and let me take all the fame… and the glory." She shot a glare at Ron who visibly shrunk.

If I ever tried to thank him for what he has done, he would just say my own words back to me… 'No Big'. Well… No more." She paused.

"You all may be wondering why he was led up on the stage flanked by Marines, and with a blind-fold." There were a few murmurs of agreement in the audience. "Well… That was really the only way I could get him here.

"And from what I heard… He really put up a fight." Kim smirked at Ron who was blushing again. "I'm sorry Ron, but if I told you what was going on, you would have probably gotten away. I just couldn't let that happen, because you deserve this honor, more than anyone I have ever known."

After placing the mic in her lap, Kim carefully wheeled herself to Ron's side with one arm. She then picked it up again. "Ladies and Gentlemen, while my partner is subdued by a small army, please give him the applause that he so richly deserves."

There was a smattering of laughter, and then the applause that rose from the audience sounded even louder than any of the previous times, and it lasted for at least twice as long.

As the audience continued their applause, Kim switched the cordless microphone off and pushed herself up to a standing position. She hopped on one foot to Ron's side, who immediately offered his hand for support. She leaned into his ear and whispered…

"Ronald Stoppable… You're not only a hero to America, and to the world… You're MY Hero… And don't you forget it."

Ron whispered back. "How… how did you DO all this, Kim?"

Kim spoke with a smile. "Well… Wade may have the world wired… But I have the connections."

The end…

I hope this was "somewhat" believable, and in character.

Laters…