It's Addictive: Chapter 18

Part three

I.

Kim snatched Dr. Director's arm as she ran by, causing the GJ director to circle and slam into the wall. "Where's Ron?" Kim growled.

The Director's eye stared back at Kim wildly.

Kim shook her mentor roughly. "Where is Ron?"

Monique stepped up beside Kim, "Yeah, where's our monkey boy?"

Kim turned outraged eyes on her friend. "Our...?" Before she could continue, Dr. Director slumped to the floor. Kim glanced down at the woman in shock. Dr. Director's head was pressed into her tightly clenched knees, her arms wrapped around her knees, pulling herself into as tight a protective ball as she could.

"Noooooo...no monkey...noooooo." She moaned to the two teens astonishment.

The two girls gaped at each other over the quivering woman's head. "What?" Monique mouthed. "Don't know." Kim silently answered. Kim bent to stare directly into the GJ head's face.

"Dr. Director? Dr. Dir...Betty? What's wrong? Has anything happened to Ron?"

With lightning quickness Betty snatched Kim's shirt, pulling the teen heroine nose to nose. "All I wanted was a little Ronshine. Just a little. Was that so bad?" Before either of the girls could answer, Betty continued angrily. "But doe's the Director ever get what she wants? What she needs?. Always work, always duty, never just a little relaxing Ronshine." Her face turned crafty, "But I'll bet Sherry's getting a little," she began giggling wildly, "I'll bet she's getting a lot!"

Monique leaned over the semi-hysterical boss agent. "Monkey!" She whispered.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..." Before either teen could react, the negligee clad secret agent jerked upright and ran down the passageway, disappearing around the corner.

Kim glared at her friend. "Well, that was helpful."

Monique waved airily, "We weren't going to get anything from her, but..." her voice turned serious, "do we really want to find Ron? I mean..." She glanced meaningfully down the way Betty had run.

"Tell you what, Mo," Kim said sympathetically, "you just wait right here, and as soon as I find Ron I'll be back."

"Uh-huh, LTGH." Monique snarked.

"Ummm..." Kim looked confused.

"Like that's gonna happen." Monique amplified. "GF, do you really think I'll fall for that one?"

"Monique!" Kim attempted to look wounded. "As if I would..."

"Uh-huh, yeah, need I remind you of a bunch of girls who are probably searching for you right now?" Monique grinned.

"I was just..."

"I know what you were just and it so ain't gonna happen." Monique stepped into the elevator. "Now let's go find our boy."

Kim followed, the doors closing on her words, "That's another thing, what's with this 'our'..."

II.

The girls clustered in the doorway, staring horrified at the bodies scattered around the room. "Are..are they d...dead?" One whispered.

Amelia focused steadily on the figures. "Nope, just asleep. I can see them breathing."

"How could that..." Tara began.

"How else?" Suzy snapped, "Anything's Possible for a Possible, remember?"

Jessica reached over Amelia's shoulder to slap the door closure. "Well, that's that, let's go."

"Shouldn't we get some help?" Tara quavered.

"You can stay here with them if you want," Amelia cut her off, "But as far as I'm concerned..."

"Just more for the rest of us." Crystal grinned.

With a slightly regretful backward glance, Tara followed the others.

III.

Shego punched frantically at the buttons on the elevator pad. "That bitch...if I get out of this..." She increased her efforts as the shuffling got closer.

"B...Betty? What did your machine do?" Sherry whispered frantically.

"It shouldn't have...this isn't possible! It should have just healed him." Betty replied.

"Oh, it healed him all right." Sherry bit out, "Look at him!"

Both women gazed in trepidation at the figure rising from the ottoman. And rising... and rising, until it reached it's full seven foot height. They stared in wonder at the the broad, golden fur covered back that ended in a long tail that flicked back and forth.

"What's he doing." Betty asked.

"Don't know, looks like he's...smelling?" Sherry replied. Indeed, the creature was sniffing the air, moving it's head in short half circles.

"What's he smelling for?" Before Sherry could answer, the creature turned. Both women's jaws dropped at the broad shoulders, massive chest, hard stomach, hard...

"That cannot be real!" Both gasped.

"Woman...smell woman." He, most definitely he, growled. Lips raised from white fangs in a smile, "Woman."

"Don't move, you'll only provoke him." Sherry heard in her ear.

"Right, and he's not 'provoked' now?" Sherry semi-hysterically replied. "How much more 'provoked' could he get? Betty? Betty?" Sherry turned to see the elevator door closing. "BETTY!"

"Woman!"

Sherry ran for the elevator.

IV.

"I wonder who this 'Sherry' is." Monique asked absently.

"I don't know, but if she's hurt Ron...and you never answered me. What's with this 'Our' bit?" Kim frowned at her friend.

"Oh c'mon, girlfriend, you can't keep him to yourself. A man like Ron belongs to the world! Or at least that tiny part of the woman world that knows about him." Monique giggled.

"I...oh no." Kim moaned as the elevator shuddered to a halt. "What now?"

Monique glanced around the small cube nonchalantly, "Girl, are you trying to tell me you can't get us out of a stuck elevator? I don't believe it."

"That's not a problem, Monique, it's just the delay." Kim glanced up at the hatch in the ceiling, "OK, give me a boost up."

Monique's eyebrows rose, "Who do I look like, Ron? You're the muscle girl here, lift me up."

"Monique, could you pull me up after you get up there?" Kim asked patiently.

"Maybe not, but what guarantee do I have you won't leave me here?" Monique argued.

"Mo, as if. I'll...what was that." Kim cocked her head in concentration.

"What? Girl I... yeah, I heard it too." Monique whispered, "Sounded like an explosion."

"Sounded like...like...plasma blasts! That's Shego!" Kim yelped, "We have to get up there."

Monique bent her legs and cupped her hands. "You go girl."

V.

Sherry stared at the broad chest in front of her. The plasma blasts she had hurled in desperation had not even singed the golden fur. She pressed back into the closed doors as laughter rumbled deeply in that golden hide. "Oh, this is so not good."

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A/N My computer is down most of the time, so I don't know when I'll get to update any other stories. Hopefully sometime this week. Until then.