Ok, I'm sorry it's been so long, I hit a wall, totally blank but I forced myself to sit down and write this out. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed. I think I like how this turned out, but it's 5:30 in the morning and I finished this about twenty minutes ago, let me know what you think, I may change it some later. Thanks again, and please review.
Ron followed Kim back towards the car, watching as she stormed away.
"I can't believe you," she started again on her rant and Ron rolled his eyes.
"I saved your life," he snapped back, tired of defending his actions and she turned on him.
"You saved my life? Because of you Killigan got away!"
"Got away? If I had gone after him, you would have been squished by that rock!" he yelled tired of repeating himself.
"I had it under control," she snapped before turning back around and storming to the car before climbing in, Ron following at a slower pace. They arrived Bernard's house and dropped the car off and got a ride back to the airfield in silence. Ron thanked Ian, Kim keeping quiet and they boarded the plane. They sat down on opposite ends of the plane, avoiding each other's eyes.
The ride was mostly silent, save for the pilot and their stewardess as she gave them their drinks and a call from Wade, who saw the tension and quickly signed off. When they arrived at home, they went their separate ways, still not talking.
It had been a week since they had talked; they ignored each other at school, Ron went back to sitting with Josh and the other's and Kim sat alone, Wade was avoiding her too.
She left the school the Thursday after they had gotten back and turned slightly when she heard laughter and ignored the pang of guilt and loneliness when she saw Ron with his friends. She turned and went to the parking lot and found her car quickly and climbed in, making a quick decision and instead of heading home, she turned towards the mall.
Walking into Club Banana, she waved at Monique and went to the racks filled with clothing. An hour later, she walked up to the counter and handed her purchases to Monique.
"So what's going on with you and Ron?" she asked as soon as she was done ringing up the first few items and Kim scowled.
"Nothing, why do you ask?" she asked back.
"Because I've seen him four times in the last week and he won't say a word about you when I asked."
"We just had a fight," Kim said, refusing to go into it further.
"A fight?" Monique asked, her eyebrow raised.
"Yeah a fight, that's all."
"If it were just a fight, Ron wouldn't be so upset," Monique said, taking Kim's card from her to pay for the purchases.
"He's upset?" Kim asked, feeling the guilt surge again and the other girl sighed.
"Of course he's upset, you guys were so close then you disappear for a few days and when you get back, you two aren't talking."
"Yeah," Kim said, taking her card and bags from the other girl.
"Call him Kim," Monique said and Kim smiled and thanked her before leaving, ignoring the sympathetic look from her friend.
Kim sat in her apartment with the phone in her hand, grumbling to herself, trying to convince herself to call Ron, but it wasn't going so well. Finally, she pushed the on button and pushed the first four numbers when her Kimmunicator beeped. Hitting the "off" button, she grabbed the device and turned it on, feeling a bit shocked to see Wade on the other end.
"Hey Kim," the younger boy said, and she noticed the excitement in his eyes.
"Hey Wade, what's the sitch?" she asked.
"I got a hit on Killigan," he said and Kim felt a surge of relief hit her.
"Where?"
"He's here in the US," Wade said and Kim grinned at him.
"That's great, can you get me a ride?"
"All ready to go when you say so," Wade said.
"Great, give me two hours, I have to do something first," she said and Wade's knowing smile made her scowl as she signed off.
Ron heard the doorbell ring and rolled over, pulling the pillow over his head. His parent's were gone for the night and he had decided to turn down Josh's invitation to hang out to sleep. He hadn't slept much lately and he knew it had something to do with a certain red head. Groaning as he heard the doorbell ring again, he finally sat up when Rufus pulled at his hair.
"All right, I'm up, I'm up," he grumbled and stood, making his way to the door, he pulled it open and stared in shock to see Kim there with a bag from Bueno Nacho and an apologetic smile.
Kim looked over at Ron, still surprised at the fact that he had forgiven her so easily. She had gone there willing to go down on her knees and beg but it had only taken a heart-felt apology and a bag of Bueno Nacho food and he had been willing to help.
"Thanks again Ron," she said, smiling at him across the aisle of the plane and he smiled back.
"Of course, just when we get back, we need to go through some moves." That had been one of the things discussed, he felt that he couldn't help her if he didn't know how to defend himself. Wade had been happy they had made up and given them the information to meet the plane.
"So where are we headed?" Ron asked after a few moments of silence.
"Some golf course in Seattle," Kim said looking out the window.
"Did Wade have any idea what he was doing there?"
"Who knows," Kim said, rolling her eyes at the thought of why the small Scottish, golf-obsessed man was in the states.
"Nothing better than not knowing what is going on right?" Ron asked, smirking and Kim smiled back.
"It makes things that much more exciting."
The taxi cab pulled up outside of the golf course, Kim paid and they exited, both looking up at the sky towards the dark clouds that had opened up to pour rain out.
"Do we have any idea where he'll be?" Ron asked as they walked towards the clubhouse.
"Probably in the most open spot on the course. I say we get a golf cart and head out to the green," Kim said, entering the building.
"Golf cart?" Ron asked, a big smile crossing his lips.
"Yeah," Kim said, looking around the semi-crowded golf course, wondering at the people who would play in the rain. She approached the counter where a young woman stood, examining her nails, looking bored, as another young man helped an older gentleman with some balls.
"Excuse me," Kim said, and the girl looked up.
"Yeah?" she asked, sounding snooty and Kim resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
"I was wondering if I could rent a golf cart." The girl who's nametag read "Tiffany" popped her gum and gave Kim a once-over, taking in the green cargo pants and black shirt.
"Are you planning to play?" she asked.
"No," Kim said simply and the girl rolled her eyes.
"Then I can't rent you a golf cart," she said and went back to examining her nails.
"Look," Kim said glaring, "there is a mad man on your golf course, I need to stop him." The girl looked up again and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh like I haven't heard that one before." Kim leaned forward, planting her palms on the counter and glared at the girl.
"Look, I don't think I need to play just to rent a golf cart!"
"Look honey," the girl snapped, also leaning forward, "this golf course is one of the best in the county, if not the world, so you don't get a golf cart if you don't play." Kim growled low in her throat and made a move towards the girl but Ron grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"All right," he said, stepping between the two, "what does it cost to rent the package?" Tiffany glared at Kim for a second more before she turned to Ron and gave him a flirtatious smile while Kim crossed her arms and glowered.
Twenty minutes later, they both had a set of golf clubs, golf shoes and their golf cart and Kim was still fuming.
"It's not that bad," Ron said as he drove through the course and Kim huffed. "Yeah, maybe the whole thing took a huge chunk of change but really, at least we got the golf cart."
"That little hussy conned us," she said. In the end they had had to buy the golf clubs, renting wouldn't do, according to Tiffany. Ron had been kind and paid for it but it had come to be so much that Kim had almost choked.
"At least we got insurance on the golf cart," Ron said with a wicked glint in his eye and Kim chuckled.
They crested a hill and came to a stop just above the ninth hole and found what they were looking for, but Killigan wasn't alone. Standing next to him was a man in what looked like a black gi and when he walked he looked like did so on all four limbs.
"Who is that?" Ron asked as they got out of the golf cart and made their way to where they could watch but not be seen.
"It looks like Monkey Fist," Kim said, watching the two men, not noticing how Ron had stiffened.
"Why is he called Monkey Fist?" he asked a moment later, his voice tight with fear.
"Because he's a freak for one and he has an obsession with monkey's, even has some weird monkey ninja force," Kim said nonchalantly.
"Monkey ninja's?" Ron asked and Kim finally turned to look at him.
"Is that a problem?" she asked and Ron just stared at her for a long moment. "I'll take that as a yes. Look, can you put your fear aside for a while and help me out?" Ron looked down at the two men then back at her, swallowed hard and nodded. Kim looked around at the surrounding area, taking in her options. The two men were standing on the green, a sand trap near them and a pond not too far away with trees surrounding the area.
"All right," she said turning to Ron who was watching the area intently. "I'm going to head through the trees and try to get behind them." She turned and looked at the golf cart, a smile made its way on to her face.
"What?" Ron asked and Kim grinned at him.
"You get the golf cart," she said and Ron grinned back.
"Booyah!" he cried and quickly made his way to the golf cart as Kim made her way to the trees.
Ron sat in the golf cart waiting for Kim's signal not able to hold in his glee at the thought of using it against the two men. He waited for five minutes and watched as Kim flew out of the trees and tackled Monkey Fist to the ground. Seeing that as his signal, Ron pressed down on the peddle and drove straight for Killigan. As he got closer the small Scottish man turned towards him and quickly dropped a golf ball and sent it his way. Seeing the ball coming towards him, he turned the wheel to the right and realized almost too late that he was heading into the pond. He jumped out and rolled before it could crash into the water and got to his feet just as another golf ball came at him and he dodged, rolling to the left, grabbing a rock as he went. He chucked it at the other man and his luck won out and hit the man in the arm, causing him to drop his club. Standing, he raced at Killigan and tackled him to the ground.
They rolled around a bit before Killigan pushed him off and stood, grabbing another club from his bag and brandishing it like a sword. Ron stepped back as the smaller man swung it at him and realized that it was sharp. Turning to run, he found himself running straight into the pond. Seeing the golf bags with the clubs in them, he rushed to it and grabbed the first club he could and turned.
"What are you doin' here lad?" Killigan asked, not following him into the pond.
"What are you doing here?" Ron shot back, making his way out of the water.
"I got business that doesn' concern you or the lass," he said, watching the younger man's progress.
"You know where her parent's are, that concerns her, so it concerns me," he said, running at the Scott, only to be pushed aside as their clubs clashed.
"Oh I see, you're sweet on her," Killigan said, advancing himself and swung at Ron who barely missed being hit.
"What?!" Ron cried, backing away as Killigan kept swinging, ducking out of the way, while the Scott grinned at him.
"That's why you been following her around," he said and Ron barely blocked
"That's ridiculous," Ron said, swinging his club and looked at it with frustration as it bent.
"Is it?" he asked, knocking the club out of Ron's grip, then forced him back. Neither of them had noticed that Kim's fight with Monkey Fist and his monkey ninja's had ended, the villain and his minions had disappeared into the trees.
Kim watched the villain go, and turned, favoring her left leg where she had been struck hard by one of the kicks to see Killigan and Ron sword fighting. She started to make her way towards them when she saw Killigan disarm Ron and back him up towards the sand pit. Looking around she said a branch and picked it up and hucked it at the smaller man, trying to get his attention. He looked up when the branch landed at his feet and grinned.
"Don' worry lass, I'll be with you in a minute," he said turning and taking a swipe at Ron who clutched his stomach and dropped to his knees. Kim's eyes grew wide and she forgot about her ankle and launched herself at the man. Surprise helped her wrestle the sword away from him and anger helped her knock the man to the ground, where she stood above him and glared. She could hear sirens in the background and knew that she didn't have much time. Squatting down, she pulled the Scott up and punched him in the nose.
"What do you know about my family?" she snarled, getting in his face.
"I don' know anything," Killigan denied and Kim hit him twice more.
"What do you know?"
"All righ, all righ," he said, putting his hands up in surrender. "I don' know much, but I do know that the Senior's may know something," he said just as the police arrived and pulled her off. Pulling away from them she turned to Ron who was being looked at by a policeman.
"Are you ok?" she asked and Ron grinned at her.
"Just a scratch," he said, pulling up his shirt to prove his point. The wound wasn't deep, it had bled just a little and Kim sighed. "What happened to Monkey Fist?
"The jerk escaped when his ninja's swarmed me," she said, glaring at the trees.
"Excuse me miss," Kim turned to find a policeman standing there and sighed.
An hour later they were sitting in the pro shop, sipping drinks, they had been cleared by the police and Killigan had been hauled off. They were both quiet, they had about two hours before they would be catching their flight home and Wade was already looking for the Senior's whereabouts.
They looked up when they heard exclamations and saw that some of the employees were bringing back their golf cart and Kim had to hide a smile at the horrified expressions. The cart was water logged, the seats looked near ruined and it had reeds sticking out of various places and they could see that the golf bags were filled with water too.
"What did you do?!" Tiffany screeched coming over to their table and pointing to the golf cart.
"I told you there was a madman on your golf course," Kim said calmly.
"So you ruined our property?!" A man was approaching their table, his nametag read Bradford and it said manager.
"Did you take that golf cart?" he asked, looking down at the two of them.
"Yes we did," Kim said, looking up and smiling at him.
"Do you know how much money it will cost to replace that?" he asked and Kim looked at Ron and he laughed quietly.
"Well," she said standing and Ron followed, "I guess it's a good thing that we got the insurance huh?" she asked and they turned to leave.
"You're banned from this golf course young lady!" Bradford yelled after her.
"That's ok," she called back waving over her shoulder, "golf is boring anyway." They left the pro shop, the people behind them protesting the statement and hailed a cab, wanting to be anywhere other than there.
"So what now?" Ron asked as they climbed into the cab.
"We see what we can find out about the Senior's," Kim said, leaning her head against the seat and closed her eyes. Her ankle was throbbing and she felt completely drained, Ron asked the driver to take them to the Space Needle, having always wanted to go there.
The quiet was interrupted a few minutes later when Ron's phone rang. Pulling it out of his pocket he looked at it and gulped.
"Hi mom," he said once he had flipped it open and had to pull it away from his ear as she started shrieking at him. Five minutes later, and one long session of listening to his mom yell, Ron hung up.
"What was that?" Kim asked as they stepped out of the cab at the Seattle Center where the Space Needle was.
"Principal Winters wants to have a talk with you, me and my parents when we get back."
"Oh joy," Kim said, running a hand over her face.
A/N: Ok, I'm going to actually have them find out information next time, promise. I'm going to go to sleep now and I'll get up tomorrow and try to get another chapter up. I'm going to try and get all of the villians in here before the end, so it may be a while before she gets anywhere close to the truth, but she will get something in the next chapter. And one last plea to read and review, thank you.