Disclaimer and A/N: The gang and situation of the series Kim Possible are wholly owned by The Disney Company. I borrow them to write these stories. I get nothing but your reviews. Kim and Ron have gotten married and are starting a family. One problem though, Ron is from another planet and is here to observe Kim. Oh, another problem you say? Ron and Tara are already married. Ron will get an explanation for that one later.

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Chapter 6 Four New Homes

"POSSIBLE, STOPPABLE, MY OFFICE NOW!" The man hollered. "Who needs a Public Address system when you have a voice that can carry throughout the entire school," Steve Barkin thought as he waited outside his office for the two teens. As if on cue, Kim and Ron sauntered slowly up the hallway, hand in hand. The ex-Marine cocked an eyebrow as he held the door. The pair squeezed past him and took seats in front of his desk.He strolled, hands folded behind his back, to his chair and stood towering over the two. (Yes, Steven Oscar Barkin could tower with a desk in the way. As his initials suggest, he is an S.O.B.) "It's so nice of you two to join us in school today," Barkin said sarcastically. "Are you feeling better?"

Ron's eyes darted around and quickly found the upper right hand picture nailed to the side wall of the office while he whistled off tune. Kim bowed her head and gazed at her hands folded primly in her lap. "Yeah, about that," Kim started feebly, fiddling with the two new rings she wore, "we weren't actually sick."

"But your Father called in for you, didn't he," the crew cut man stated flatly.

"NO, I DIDN'T HAVE..." Kim defensively shouted out in a panic. "I..."

Ron shot to his feet and leaned, one-armed, onto the desk. "Mr. B, it's like this," he forcefully said. "Kim finally acknowledged her true feelings for me and I proposed to her. She accepted and yesterday, without our prior knowledge, our parents set up everything. They called in, not us, so we could get married." He held out his left hand and waggled the gold band on his ring finger. Kim held up her left hand. Mr. Barkin could see an identical ring next to a sedately un-ostentatious three carat diamond ring. "Bottom line? The 'rents want grandkids as soon as possible. Now I know you probably don't approve of two teenagers as young as we are getting married and starting a family. But Kim and I are different than most teens. We've been together since Pre-K and will be together for the rest of our natural lives. If you're worried about us completing high school and going on to college, I can assure you we WILL graduate this coming spring and we'll further our education!"

"I..." Barkin started to say something but was cut off.

"If you're worried about our financial situation, which is none of your business, I can assuage your qualms by saying we are quite solvent and can live comfortably on the dividends we earn and have plenty to spare." Ron crossed his arms and sat triumphantly down. Kim looked over at Ron and mouthed 'assuage your qualms?' Ron shrugged and blew an air kiss her way. She smiled broadly and returned the gesture.

Mr. Barkin looked at Kim, then addressed Ron. "I only wanted to know if you were feeling okay after your bout with the flu and if you'd be playing in this Saturday's rugby match. I heard you were going to ask Miss Possible, er, Mrs. Stoppable," Kim blushed and giggled at the name, " here, to watch. I thought she might like to participate, being as athletically inclined as she is. I find this news, and your sudden growth of a spine, has rendered me speechless and at a disadvantage, to say the least. I'd like to see both of you after school, here in my office. We will discuss it further at that time." He glared at the newlyweds and broke out in a huge smile. "Congratulations you two. Now get to class."

Kim got up and walked to the door. Ron stood and said, "Mr. B., I'll be there Saturday morning but I might have to leave early. I need to be in Washington D.C. for a date with a Marine Lieutenant. She's being deployed to the Gulf next month and wants me as a pen pals. I set up the meeting with her before Kim and I..."

"We do everything we can for our troops overseas, whenever we get the chance," Kim continued as she took Ron's hand and gazed into his chocolate brown eyes. "We'll play rugby in the morning and meet the Lieutenant in the afternoon for your date. I think she'll understand you wanting to show off your new bride whenever possible," she giggled. "Though she might be a tad disappointed to find you're off the market."

"I think she'll be fine with the news," Barkin said with a grin. "Not everyone gets to meet Team Possible in person."

"I'm happy to tell you Team Possible is retiring Mr. Barkin," Kim beamed. "We're hanging up our hero status and just want to live our lives as a normal couple. We're going to focus on school and family from now on."

"I see," Mr. Barkin sighed and smiled. "Well, be sure to wish the Lieutenant the best of luck from an old trench grunt."

The two former teen heroes walked into the crowded hallways and were immediately accosted from behind. Kim felt someone grab her shoulder. She spun away quickly and went into a defensive Karate stance, left foot and left hand slid forward at the ready, crouching back on her right leg. Monique jumped back with her hand covering a huge smile. "Sorry to startle you girlfriend, but you didn't have to go all ninja to show off your ring." She leapt forward and grabbed Kim's hand. "Let me see, let me see!" she squealed. Her eyes went wide as she gazed at the sparkling gem. "Wow!" she marveled. Kim merely giggled.

Ron felt a tap on his back and turned to see Felix. "So you two bailed on bowling to get hitched?" the wheelchair bound boy asked with a sly wink. "I can dig it."

"Nope," Ron said and winked back at his Intergalactic Justice co-worker, "you got it wrong. We ditched school to get married. We were fighting Duff Killigan at the time we were suppose to be at the alleys with you."

"Girl, that is the biggest rock I've ever seen with my own eyes," Monique sang. "So you two are really married?" Kim nodded and blushed. "Well if I'd known Ron was actually looking to get hitch, I wouldn't have caveat'ed my proposal." She walked over to the boys and stroked Ron's face. "Kim's right. You are a great catch and I missed the boat."

Kim snatched Monique's hand from Ron's face and playfully growled, "As you said, his heart belongs to me, so hands off my husband."

The four teens laughed and walked (or rolled in Felix's case) to their first class.

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Monique sat down at the lunchroom table where Kim and Ron were laughing between feeding each other bites of the Fruits of the Seas platter. "Kim girl, you are practically glowing." She leaned in and whispered in Kim's ear, "Have you two been doing the Mattress Mambo between classes?"

"MONIQUE!" Kim squealed and blushed redder than the cocktail sauce condiment on the plate in front of her.

"What? What did she say?" Ron begged.

Kim squeezed Ron's hand. "Monique and I need to have a little girl talk. Do you mind if we leave you for a minute or two... Dear?"

"Sure," Ron said, grabbing another jumbo shrimp and popping it in her mouth. "Knock yourself out. But I'll miss you while your gone, Hon."

Kim latched onto Monique's arm and dragged her over to the windows that looked out onto the schoolyard. Ron watched as Kim went into a animated monologue, with an occasional "NO!" or "GET OUT!" from Monique. Finally the two girls came arm and arm, laughing, back to the table. "I didn't think Ron, or anyone for that matter, had that kinda stamina," Monique stated in admiration as they sat down.

"Stamina?" Ron queried. "I only carried Kim up two flights of stairs."

"And you two went at it for, like, fourteen hours?" Monique shot back.

"It was more like only ten or eleven," Kim waved it off. "We had to stop for the wedding and fighting Killigan. Oh, and we did take breaks to eat lunch and dinner. I guess all the freak fighting can build up ones endurance."

Ron blushed. "Are you two talking about what I think you two are talking about?"

"May I have another scallop?" Kim asked, changing the subject. Ron shrugged and picked out a juicy breaded delectable and held it for Kim to take a bite.

"And you're okay with giving up the good battle against those evil dudes?" Monique quizzed.

Kim wiped her mouth with a napkin. "Actually, I am. I told Ron the missions were getting a bit boring, but the truth of the matter is," she looked down and saw she had unconsciously shredded the paper napkin, "I get majorly stressed whenever the Kimmunicator goes off. After we covered Statistical Analysis in our Calculus class, it got me thinking. The odds of one of the Super Villains taking over the world are like a billion to one and the odds of one of us getting majorly injured are down to, like, ten to one. So Mom and Daddy's approval of us getting married was a deciding factor on quitting the missions." She glommed onto Ron's hand and smirked. "And I can get my adrenaline fix without having to wait for a villain to make his or her move."

"Wow," Ron amazed. "I didn't know you stressed out over the missions, you hid it so well."

"Well slap my grandma and call me Buford," Monique chimed, "Ron doesn't know everything about you?"

"Nope, but we'll have the rest of our lives to find out these things," Kim sighed. "And I''m okay with doing only that."

"What if the villains come for you?" Monique asked.

Ron's serious face arose. "If they're afraid of us even though we've retired and they attack me or my family, I will take the bastards out! No one messes with my loved ones!" Ron slammed his fist on the table and looked at Monique as his eyes changed from chocolate brown to a fiery glowing blue. "And that goes for the safety of our friends too." His eyes flashed briefly, then recovered to their normal hue and his goofy grin returned.

"Whoa," Monique exhaled. "Kim's told me about your Monkey Mojo but that's the first time I've seen it work. That was scary!"

Kim held both of Ron's hands in hers. "Ron, Dear, we've focused so much on how I feel about our marriage and everything, we've completely forgotten your destiny. You're suppose to become the Mystical Monkey Master. Won't you have to give all that up?"

Ron puzzled for a moment. "I don't know. I guess it's something I'll have to talk to Sensei about. I have no idea what being the triple M is suppose to entail." He squeezed Kim's hands and gazed into her emerald-hued eyes. "But if it's a choice between wielding the Lotus Blade and saving a few people, or following you into retirement, well I'd pick you any day Sugar-kins."

"My Gawd," Monique said exasperated, "I think I'm about to go into diabetic shock, it's so syrupy sweet in here."

The three teens laughed as the bell rang, sending them to their lockers. When Ron opened his, Rufus jumped onto his face with a big joyful squeal. "Rufus, Buddy!" Ron said gleefully, "You're back!"

Kim got the books she needed for her next class out of her locker and shut the door. "Wade had you for a few days Rufus, so what's the verdict? What's his finally findings on the Rufus Factor?"

Rufus held out one paw. "Rufus Factor." He held out the other paw. "Ron Factor." The petite pink rodent see-sawed his imaginary scales up and down, then leveled them. "Non Factor." Rufus shrugged and hopped onto Kim's shoulder and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you too," she cooed and rubbed his belly with a fingertip. "But I should warn you, there are a few changes in our lives."

"Huh?" Rufus gawked at her. "Changes?"

Rufus stayed on Kim's shoulder as the teens walked to class. "Yes, changes." Kim said. "One, Ron and I are now married, like his parents and mine."

"Married?" Rufus repeated and jumped for joy. "Woo Hoo!"

"And two," Kim continued, "no more missions."

"No Missions!? HINK!" Rufus went into shock and fell off his perch.

Ron deftly grabbed him half way to the floor and put the naked mole rat in his pocket. "I think he'll be okay after I explain it to him and he's had time to absorb it." They walked into the classroom and took their seats as the bell rang.

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Vice Principle Steve Barkin paced behind his desk, hands folded behind his back. "While I normally would disapprove and frown at two teens your age getting married and starting a family of their own volition, I must admit you are a unique couple. As you informed me earlier, you've been together for quite some time and both of your parents are in favor of your union. You're heroic en devours are highly commendable and have not been a detriment to your education so I don't see you two falling behind if you start a family. As long as you keep your grades up, there's nothing I can do..." he stopped his pacing briefly to faced them and smiled, "but to wish you all the best." Barkin returned to his pacing. "If it makes any difference, I approve of your decision. You two have led a fuller, more rewarding life in the few years I've know you than most people do in a lifetime. You've save the world on countless occasions and deserve everyones best wishes and support in your retirement." He stopped in his tracks again and looked at Kim and Ron. "I trust you two whole-heartedly." He placed a hand on Ron's shoulder. "And Ronald, standing up for Kim and taking charge of the situation like you did this morning makes me proud of what you're becoming. It definitely makes up for the pickle incident so I won't be coming down on you anymore." He stood up straight and went to his chair behind the desk. He sat down and started shuffling papers. "Now, since the school day is over and both you two and I have other things to do, you're dismissed."

Kim walked around the desk and put her hand on his shoulder. "Since we're in your private office and not in public," she kissed him on the cheek, "Thank You for your blessing. It means a lot."

Ron extended his right hand. "Same from me Mr. B."

Mr. Barkin blushed a bright red, shook Ron's hand and wave them out of his office. "Get out of here you two. Go have..." his blush deepened and he shuffled the papers faster.

"Would you like to go to the tree house for an hour or two," Kim coyly asked as they exited the outer office.

"Yes, yes I would love that," Ron said lovingly, "but we have one stop to make on the way."

"Where?" Kim puzzled.

"You'll see."

Ron rang the doorbell of the two story house. A young blond woman quickly answered and chimed, "Ron, Kim, so nice to see you. Come on in."

"It's nice to see you too, Mrs. Provo," Kim responded with a cheerful smile.

"You can call me Ginger," the woman smiled back genuinely. "We married couples call each other by our first names." Kim was taken aback and Ginger smirked. "You should know news travels at the speed of light in this neighborhood. Ted and I heard about your wedding the day it happened."

"Well Ginger," Ron giggled and blushed, "our Dad, Mr. Dr. Possible told me you and Ted were moving to Wisconsin and need to sell your house. Is that right?"

Ginger Provo ushered the newlyweds into the living room and offered them a seat. "That's true. Ted got transfered to Milwaukee and we'll be moving within the week. Are you interested in the place?"

"Yes we are," Ron nodded. "Our parents want us to retire from missions and are pressing us to start a family. This house is strategically ideal, lying between the two houses."

"And it's big enough for any size family," Ginger added, "since it has five bedrooms and a big backyard. Would you like a tour?"

Ron looked at Kim and she smiled and nodded yes. Ron nodded his head. "Please and thank you," Kim chimed.

"Well, as you can see," Ginger said as she indicated the room with a sweep of her arms, "this is the living room." She stood. "I'll take you into the kitchen next and get you two something to drink. I'm just brewing a batch of iced tea. Will that be okay?"

"Yes, please and thank you," both Kim and Ron said as they stood and followed the older woman through the doorway into the dinning room then into the kitchen.

"We're going to leave most of the furniture," Ginger said as she entered the kitchen and busied herself with glasses and ice. "Ted's company has set us up with a furnished home at a really great price. I'm sure he'd be happy to pass on our good deal to you two. We both love watching you two grow up. You are such cute kids, always playing together." She served Ron and Kim their glasses and took a sip from her own. "As you can see out the back door, there's a pool and cabana out back, along with a tennis court and playground." She blushed slightly as a tear came to her eye. "We were hoping we could starting our family here, but it wasn't meant to be. We found out I can't have children."

Kim put her glass on the counter and hugged their neighbor. "I'm so sorry to hear that Ginger," she murmured. "Have you consider adoption?"

Ginger embraced Kim briefly then pushed out of the hug. "We did, but we decided to wait a few years. We might think about it again after we get settled in our new home."

"Whether we buy the house or not," Ron said sadly, "we'd like to keep in touch with you after you move. You and Mr. Provo, uh Ted, always had a wave, a smile and a pleasant word whenever we'd pass by your house."

"We'd like that too," Ginger said, picking up her glass of tea.

"I don't see a fence at the back of your property," Kim observed. "The fences on either side of the yard go on as far as I can see. How big is the backyard?"

"Well," Ginger pointed out the window, "you see that hill about a half mile past the stables?"

"You have stables? Coolio!" Ron marveled and gawked. "Oh yeah, there they are!"

"Well, the property goes on for about two miles past the top of that hill," Ginger giggled. "We were going to get some horses but we found out Ted is allergic. We still use the trails out back for hiking and our daily exercise. Now, I'll show you the rest of the house."

By the time they had finished the tour Ted had gotten home and joined them in the living room. "So you think you'd be interested in buying the place?" he asked.

Ron squeezed Kim's hand and she answered, "Yes we would. How much are you asking for everything?"

Ted scratched his chin. "Wellll, we're getting our new house for one fifty. It's almost the same sized but without the property out back." He looked over to his wife. "But we also appreciate what you've done in saving the world and want to Thank You for that. How about one hundred thousand dollars for everything?"

Ron looked shocked. "The house, furnishings and land for that little? It must be worth a half mill. We could never take advantage of you like that. How about," he felt Kim raise four fingers as they held hands, "four hundred thousand."

"No, no, no," Ted protested. "As I said, you've done so much for your country and the world, I could never forgive myself." He stood abruptly, excused himself and left the room.

"I hope we didn't offend him," Ron sadly exhaled.

Ginger laughed. "No, I think I know what's going on. Let's just wait until he comes back. Will you two stay for dinner?"

Ron looked at Kim. She nodded. "We'd love to, Thank You. But only if I get to help," Ron said with a smile.

"Ted and I heard what happen when you took over the school cafeteria," Ginger beamed. "I'd be honored to just watch you in the kitchen."

Kim and Ron both brought out their cell phones. "If we're going to eat here, we need call our folks," Kim said and speed dialed her parents while Ron called his.

"Ted," Ginger yelled, "time to eat." She and, well, mostly Ron, had prepared and set out a feast fit for a king and his court.

Ted came out of the den and inhaled deeply. "Smells wonderful," he sighed. He sat down at the dinning room table with the others. "I should probably tell you what I've been doing for the past hour but I don't want this great food to get cold. Let's eat, then talk." They enjoyed the repast while the conversation remained light. They talked about Ted's new job, the quietness of the community and of Kim and Ron's exploits. (It was a quiet neighborhood except when the occasional VTOL or helicopter would land in front of the Possible or Stoppable house.)

There was a knock at the door as the four finished clearing the table and had everything in the dishwasher. Ted answered and escorted James and Ann Possible and Jan and Dean Stoppable into the living room. Everyone sat down except Ted. "Now that we're all here, we can begin negotiations."

"Negotiations?" Ron wondered aloud, "I thought we were just talking."

"There's a very old, little known and seldom enforced law on the Colorado Law books that says a person under the age of twenty one can not own property," Ted stated. "You now know about it and it will be enforced in this room. That means you two teenagers are out of the loop for this session." The six adults smiled knowingly. "Now," Ted continued, "I also talked with my new boss in Milwaukee and he told me Ginger and I can have our new house free and clear if we can broker a sweet deal with you all. The company, which is located next to the big cheese wheel there, was saved by you two when Drakken tried to bury the state in magma. He believes in returning that favor with a favor. I believe that's how you two usually got your rides to your missions, right?"

"Yes, but I think..." Kim started but was cut off.

"Kim sweetie," Dean Stoppable said with a slightly wicked smile, "shut up and listen while the adults talk."

"Yes, Mr. Stoppable," Kim said weakly.

"And from now on," Dean added while holding up his wifes hand, "you will call us Mom and Dad."

"Yes, Dad." Kim said, perking up with a cheesy smile.

"We're only letting you listen in because it will affect where you live," Ann said to the two teenagers.

"Yes Mom," both Kim and Ron giggled.

"Good, now that we got that out of the way," Ted regained control of the meeting, "let me tell you what I think should happen. It will be a simple exchange of property. Ginger and I will get our house in Milwaukee for free and you accept this house and land gratis."

"To make it equitable," James said while stroking his chin, "I think you should get some extra money for the land. It is very valuable. Say, ninety or a hundred thou?"

Ginger shook her head at her husband. "No," Ted said flatly, "I we can not accept that."

"Well," Dean said scratching the back of his head, "you could at least let us pay the cost of transferring the deeds, for both houses. You think your boss would go for that?"

Ted looked at Ginger. They both nodded. Ted got out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hey Fred, it's Ted. Here's what we've come up with. Ginger and I get the new house for free while the newlyweds get our old house for the cost of transferring the deeds and any additional costs that should arise. They insist on paying something for the extra acreage." He listened for a minute and smiled. "Very good. I'll see you in a week." Ted hung up the phone and turned to the others. "Here's the only deal my boss will agree to. Ginger and I get the new house, you get this house for free and..." he smiled broadly, "you pay Ginger and I one dollar for the land. It seems Fred talked to a few government officials in both states while we were eating and, because it's for Kim and Ron, all transfer fees and costs will be waived for both houses."

The room went quiet for a whole minute before it erupted in good cheer. Jan finally quieted the din and said, "It looks like Kim and Ron have touched the lives of quite a few people in the past and their good deeds are returning to bless them, and us all."

Ted broke out a bottle of champagne and uncorked it. Ginger poured eight glasses and handed them out, saying to the two teens, "With your parents permission, we'll forgo the age requirement for this toast." The two Fathers in the room nodded their consent.

Ron quieted the room when everyone had a glass. "I know I'm not the one who should be making this toast, but I have something to say." He grabbed Kim's hand for support. "Kim and I are really very lucky. We have the best parents any kid could want and live in a neighborhood where the people are super. Thank you Ted and Ginger for being great neighbors and arranging this deal to give Kim and I a home to raise a family. I hope your new home will make you equally as happy. And, both our parents will have to deal with a somewhat new home too. We won't be around as much, so it's like you're getting new homes also." He raise his glass. "So to that end, here's to four new homes."

Everyone raised their glass and sang, "To four new homes!" They clinked their glasses together for luck and everyone sipped their champagne.

Dean clapped his son on the back, grinning from ear to ear. "For someone who's never made a toast before, that was excellent."

"Yes," Ginger said beaming. "Would you two like to spend tonight in your new home? Ted and I wouldn't mind."

Kim wrapped an arm around Ron and said, "Thank you for the offer, but Ron and I can wait until you move out. I'm sure you two have to say your good byes to the place and need your privacy."

Ron looked around the room. "You said you were leaving most of the furniture. What are you taking with you?"

"Well, beside the kitchen and table ware like the plates, dishes, pots, pans and utensils, just the master bedroom suite and this." Ted walked over to a very old roll top desk. "This desk was my great great grandfathers. And before you offer, my company is picking up the cost of the move." He grinned wickedly.

"Aha," Ron slyly groaned, "you read my mind."

Ginger came over and put her hands on Kim and Ron's shoulders. "Are you two still looking for a way to repay us for giving you this house? Don't you understand you've already paid us a thousand time over by what you've done in your lives? If it were up to me and most of the people in this world, you'd be living in a palace with nothing to want." She looked sadly at the two. "But I know you would never accept all those gifts. Your parents raised you to believe that a good deed finished is it's own reward." She paused for a second before nodding and adding, "I'll be quiet about our little deal. That way no one else will get the right idea and shower you with everything you deserve."

Kim and Ron hugged their host. Kim smiled, "Thank You Ginger for being so understanding."