Disclaimer: Disney owns, I don't. No big. I write to exorcise the demons, not for cash. Kim and Ron are going to Ron's Home World to heal Ron's body and face the Council.

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Chapter 13 Going Home

Kim poked her head out the kitchen door and saw Ron, Tara, Bonnie, Felix, Wade and Rufus,all naked and in a very heated argument around the bar in the cabana. Ron was the most adamant. He was waving his arms like a referee calling an incomplete pass. "I don't care if she stays with me or not! I will never take another I.J. assignment! I Quit! I'm staying here on Earth!" He ran across the deck and dove into the pool.

Silence surround the five others for a whole minute. Rufus finally chimed in with a long series of grunts, whistles, beeps and words. He finished, nodded his little head with finality and hopped off the bar. Rufus scurried over to the pool and dove in after his big buddy who was doing backstroke laps. Ron slowed briefly to allow Rufus to climb on his chest before continuing his swim.

"I guess Rufus said it all," Bonnie sighed. "We just learned that the assignment is over, our squad is being disbanded and now two of the group have quit before we've even been reassigned." They all heard the kitchen screen door screech open and turned to see Kim proudly walk out to the cabana in all her naked glory.

"Hey Guys," she chimed and poured herself a small glass of wine. She held it up. "I know I'm underage, but if my husband needs it to survive, I can't let him drink alone." She downed the half glass and set it on the counter. She walked over to the water and dove in next to Ron. They started to swim side by side. No words were spoken but the four at the bar knew Rufus, Kim and Ron were speaking volumes to each other by the loving looks they were giving each other.

"Non verbal communication?" Felix queried off hand.

Bonnie shook her head. "No, it's more than that. I believe there's more than even telepathy going on between the three of them. If you remember, Ron and Kim switched bodies once, and Ron and Rufus did too for a minute or two also. I think their minds are more connected than anyone could dream of."

"You mean," Wade tried to put into words what everyone was thinking, "that part of their consciousness remained with the other body after they switched back? Interesting theory. And we shouldn't forget, Kim has twin brothers that share a special language and connection of their own. Twins are thought to have telepathic abilities. Maybe she's inherited some of those abilities too and can use them with Ron."

"That's all speculation without actual scientific proof," Tara proclaimed.

"You think our next assignment," Felix interjected, "should be that connection between the three of them? I.J. would be most interested in something like that, but I know Ron would go absolutely ape if he found out he was under observation by them."

"And Rufus would ferret out any equipment we'd install to help with the mission," Tara sighed. "Then the little guy would rip it out and start on our throats next."

Bonnie laughed. "Yeah. I hear his species goes all Incredible Hulk when they get really angry. I've never seen it happen, but I have seen the aftermath."

Wade shook his head. "I honestly thought the Controller cut our connection when Ron told him he was quitting and was going to spend the rest of his life here on Earth as Ron Stoppable."

The three others nodded. Bonnie said, "I would love to listen in on the discussions in the Council's Chambers for the next couple of days. I wish they wouldn't take so long deciding on our fate."

Ron and Kim came back to the cabana, arm in arm with Rufus perched on a shoulder between their heads. Ron happily chimed, "Why the long faces? Y'all have a couple of days off to enjoy yourselves for a change. No missions, no spying on anyone, not even an assassination to worry about. And Wade came out of his room!" He turned to the slightly pudgy, Tech-Meister. "It's nice to see you in the flesh again Wade."

"Yeah," Kim added, "A little awk-weird, but nice to see you. Sorry I freaked on you earlier. I do trust you with our lives." She went over and gave him a big hug. "And I'd like to Thank You for all you've done for me. are you all from the same planet as Ron?"

"I'm not," Wade said as he held up his ever present soda cup. "That's why I constantly drink some kinda cola. I need it to secure the connection like they need wine."

Kim smiled at her cocoa-colored friend. "Well, I appreciate what a difficult job you musta had. I bet you arranged all of our missions. Did you schedule which of the villains would strike what target with one of your fancy gizmos?"

Wade shrugged. "Most of them. After a while we'd get a few legitimate missions. Mostly the ones G.J. threw our way."

Kim opened her mouth to ask something but Ron kissed it closed. When he came up for air he said, "Global Justice is not our fault. We helped put it together, but it is an Earth organization with all Earthling employees. I had my doubts about Will Du, but he's too arrogant to be an alien. Anyway, Dr. Director knows about us and she runs the show. She does make up assignments for us every once in a while."

"The whole 'Ron Factor' thing?" Kim said with a quirky smile. "Was that another test to see how I'd react to you being the center of attention?"

"Right Kim." Tara hesitantly queried, "Are you okay with all of this?"

"Yes I am," Kim said and blushed, "except for when I first found out, fainted and ran up to our room. Other than that I'm cool with it."

Ron pulled his wife in close. "Wellll, you always bounce back quickly, no matter what the sitch."

"Yes," Bonnie said. "You quickly became my friend after I apologized for calling you and Ron loser all the time. You accepted me into your life and even came over to my house and stripped naked. Now that's something."

"It's Kim's trusting nature," Ron said smiling. "She sees the good in everyone and every situation."

"I learned that from a very special friend," Kim sighed and leaned in to kiss Ron again.

The Controller's voice came from the TV. "I see you are all still present and there is one additional person."

Kim stepped forward. "I guess that would be me... Kim Stoppable."

"Understood. We wish to inform Ron his request to return to the home world for repair and therapy to his human body has been granted. You will also face the Council for your indiscretions with the mismanaged assignment concerning Kim Possible and your desire to quit the service. Ron, you will make the necessary arrangements with your Earth parents to be away for a period of three to five Earth days. The transport beam will be ready at oh three hundred hours your time."

"I would like to come along too, Please and Thank You," Kim said firmly. "If Ron's fate is to be decided, I'd like to be there to support him."

"Understood and granted, Kim Possible. Ron will familiarize you with what the transport beam entails and what you might encounter on our planet."

"I understand," Kim said, " and I'd prefer it if you'd call me Kim Stoppable!"

The Controller sighed. "Understood and out."

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"How did you get Master Sensei to call my parent's house so quickly Ron?" Kim begged her husband. "Having him tell our parents you need to come to Yamanouchi for a week was smart. And Master Sensei saying he wanted to meet me and that I needed to come too..."

Ron pulled out his Ronunicator, spun it around his hand a few times and shoved it back in his pocket like an in an old western movie. "I'm quick on the draw," he smoothly said. "And a quick 411, he doesn't like to be called Master Sensei unless outsiders are around. He doesn't like the synonymous title. Sensei means both Teacher and Master, so he thinks you're calling him Master Master. Yori says it sounds like he's some kinda Hip Hop artist."

"But in... but I though..." Kim shook her head. "How did you get so smart and come up with a school word like synonymous?"

"Ah Kim," Ron said, scratching the back of his head, "do you remember the Fevus Project?"

"Yeah," Kim said in thoughtful repose, "when Rufus was hit with the ray instead of Drakken and we all thought you got smart."

Ron tittered nervously, "Well, it made Rufus almost as smart as I normally am."

"Really?" Kim marveled, "but Rufus beat Wade on all those intelligence tests."

"Not really," Rufus chimed from his spot on Kim's shoulder. "We having fun!"

"And you can really talk?" Kim said in amazement to the petite pink rodent.

"Not," hick, spurt. Rufus shook his head. "Hard," buzz zip, "talkin'" splat burp, "English." Blaaaaaah!

"He knows the language," Ron explained, "but he has a hard time putting the words together into complete sentences, except for short general interjections which he's practiced."

Rufus pointed to Ron and excitedly exclaimed, "What he said!"

"Come on Rufus Prime," Bonnie said sadly, "You don't get to go on this trip."

"Aw," Rufus sighed and kissed Kim on the cheek. He hopped across to Ron's shoulder and gave him a hug before he scampered down Ron's leg and up over to Tara's shoulder. Tara fondly nuzzled her cheek against his body.

Ron led Kim into the area defined by the four beacons. "Now remember, you might feel a little dizzy or sick when we arrive, but it will pass quickly."

"Have a good trip you two," Tara giggled and waved. "See you in a few days."

"Bon Voyage!" Felix chimed and waved.

"Ron here, ready to send two and a storage case."

"Controller here," the voice came from the television, "ready to receive." A soft glow enveloped the heroic duo and they slowly vanished.

"That wasn't so bad," Kim sang after they materialized in a room similar to the U.S.S. Enterprise transporter room. "I could dooooooo," her voice wavered and faltered as she teetered on the platform. "Whoa!" she exhaled as Ron grabbed her arm to steady her. "I felt a little faint there," she said as she shook her head and stood up.

"I told you," Ron smirked.

"KIM POSSIBLE!" the Technician exclaimed excitedly as he approached the couple. "Could, could I have your autograph?" he begged, holding out a small book and pen. "I've been following your adventures for years and I think you're wonderful."

Kim looked at Ron questioningly. He shrugged. "The Counsel passes on some of our reports to the public. Then they ask for suggestions for the next mission we'd be sent on." He leaned in close and whispered, "Just sign Kim Possible. They don't know we're married yet and it'll satisfy him so we can get going."

Kim shrugged and signed the book. She started to hand it back to the man but he redirected it towards Ron. "You too, Mr. Stoppable? Please." Ron quickly scrawled his signature and, before he handed it back, wrote another two words with a flourish. The technician received the autograph book and gazed at the signatures. "Thank You both." He closed the book and looked at Ron. "I'm to inform you that you're expected at the Rehabilitation Center as soon as you arrive. Do you know where it is?"

"I..." Ron scratched the back of his head, "I think so but I haven't been home in over two hundred parsons." He turned to Kim. "That's around twelve years, when I first got this body during my supposed stay at Camp Wannaweep."

The Technician walked over to the Control Console and typed really fast for two seconds. "Here you go."

Ron pulled his black PDA device out of his pocket, downloaded the information and checked the directions. "I thought so." he said with a grin. "Kimala, let me see the Kimmunicator." Kim handed the little blue device to Ron. He butted the two together and pushed a few buttons. Ron handed it back to her. "Now you have a map of the city. Just a little souvenir of your trip and in case we get separated."

"Thank You Ron," Kim kissed him on the cheek, "but I won't need it. I'm not letting you out of my sight while we're here."

Ron kissed her lips, "I wouldn't have it any other way." They noticed the Technician staring at them. "It's okay," Ron said happily. He took off his glove and flashed his wedding ring. "We got married a week ago." He leaned in to the man, winked and confided, "Now you know something no one else but the Counsel does."

"Yes!" the Technician beamed and pumped his arm once. "The Counsel hasn't updated your storyline for over a... well, for five Earth months. All we've had is reruns."

"Reruns?" Kim and Ron asked in unison.

"Yeah!" the man enthusiastically chimed. "For the past three years they've been showing your reports on television as a cartoon series. The last episode they ran was when DNAmy turned herself into Gorilla Fist and was in hot pursuit of Lord Monkey Fist." He turned to Ron and punched him playfully on the arm. "I thought for sure you'd get a clue, move to Japan and shack up with that Yori chick."

"OUR LIFE IS A CARTOON!?" Kim wondered aloud in total confusion.

"I thought you two knew," the man said and typed something into the console. The four familiar tones of the Kimmunicator rang and theme music swelled from a monitor. The three watched the opening montage and credits roll by. "I get bored here so sometimes I watch the shows. Would you like a couple of the episodes to see what they're like?"

"Yes, Please and Thank You," Kim said irritatedly, as she roughly handed the man her Kimmunicator.

The Technician pulled the USB cord from the device and hooked it to his console. "It'll just take a second or four. While we're waiting," he handed the autograph book back to Kim, opening it to the page she had signed earlier, "could you add your married name?"

"I'd be happy to," Kim sang as accepted the book and signed her married last name under what she had written earlier. "What's the date here. I'll put that below my signature so, when you show this to someone, they'll see you were one of the first to find out Ron and I are married."

"That would be excellent!" the Technician beamed. "It's 626-70059," he looked at the clock in the console, "90210." The man accepted the autograph book reverently and gave Kim her Kimmunicator. He clutched the book to his chest. "I will cherish this forever. Thank You Kim Possible, er, Kim Stoppable." He glanced down at the book and quickly looked up at the pair. "I guess you'd better get going. Maybe I'll see you on Earth sometime. I'm scheduled for my tour of duty soon, but I'll be stationed in South African. Maybe you'll get a mission that'll send you there. I'd be happy to help if you need it."

"I doubt if we'll be heading to South Africa in the future," Ron said shaking his head. "Kim and I have retired, permanently."

"Right," Kim said in agreement and hooked her arm with Ron's. "We're starting a family and won't be traveling far from home unless we go on vacation."

"Well I'll be," the man sighed. "I wish you the best then."

Ron shook the man's hand. "Thank you for all the information. Oh, and if someone could deliver that case of Nacos, I'd appreciate it. If the place isn't there anymore, you can have the contents." He leaned in close. "Take one for yourself anyway. They're delicious!" Kim and Ron waved their Good Byes and walked out of the building.

As they got outside, Kim leaned over to Ron and said, "I didn't want to say anything in front of that Technician guy but," she moved her hips around like she had something crawling around in her pants, "I think something went wrong during the transport." She whispered in his ear and giggled.

Ron's eye's went wide, then he smiled his goofy grin. "Cotton?" he asked. Kim nodded. "Oh, sorry Dearest. I completely forgot that cotton dissolves in the transport beam. I guess you'll have to go commando. They don't have Club Banana stores here."

"Is that why Wade remade our mission clothes like this?" She modeled what seemed to be her usual mission wear. "I like the SAS wool sweater, but the nylon socks and rip stop pants will take a little getting use to."

"Especially when you don't have your unmentionables?" Ron quipped. "Though it isn't like Wade to forget something like that. I think he did it on purpose as a practical joke or to see if you'd get embarrassed."

Kim waved a hand, nonchalantly, "No big. I don't wear a bra, why should I wear panties?" An wicked smirk crossed her face. "It'll just makes it all the easier for you to get at me for our little pet fests."

Kim took in the cityscape as they walked down the street. "Wow!" she marveled. "It's a lot like Go City. Except the building are a bit more modern. There aren't as many straight lines in the architecture."

"Yeah," Ron said as he looked around. "When they evolved fifteen thousand years ago, they kept the buildings as they were to remember where they came from. You'll find things here are very similar to that on Earth. There are a few minor differences."

"Ron, you said they," Kim pointed out, "like it's not your culture anymore."

Ron stopped and took Kim in his arms. "KS," he tittered, "I'll never get used to that." He looked deep into her emerald eyes and said lovingly, "KP, as far as I'm concerned, I'm an Earthling like you." They shared a kiss and started walking again. He held his hand up and it flared up with plasma power. "Though with a bit of an upgrade."

"Are you sure Ron?" Kim inquired. "I don't want you to give up anything that you really are. Even for me."

"Kim, I have everything I'll ever need in you," he sighed. "I'm through with I.J. and everything from here. I just want to be your husband and father to our children."

They walked arm in arm with Kim's head on his shoulder for another block before Kim spoke up again. "Ron, where are all the people? All I see are all those floaty, light bulb like thingies."

Ron leaned in close. "Those are the people," he said in a hushed tone. "They are beings of almost pure energy."

They arrived at the Rehabilitation Center and were immediately escorted to an examination room. As they waited Ron continued. "Most of the population of this planet are Energy Beings. The only ones with bodies like ours are the ones who are going on, or coming back from missions to other planets. We're here because I went a little overboard on my last mission, the one with the Drug Lord, and damaged the connection between my energy body and this body." A floating orb of light enter the room. "Hey Dr. Frank," Ron said happily, "nice to see you. It looks like you've gained some weight."

"Very funny Dean!" the light ball said, then sighed, "What did you do this time?"

"Same ole, same ole," Ron chimed and shrugged. "I overtaxed my power and damaged the connection."

Frank sighed. "Well, you know the drill. Miss Possible, as long as you're here, perhaps you wouldn't mind if we examine you. I mean just for our records."

Kim looked at Ron. He nodded his head when she briefly flashed her left ring finger at him. "Sure, I'd be happy to oblige. As long as you call me Mrs. Stoppable or Kim. Ron and I are married," she practically glowed. Kim thought for a moment and asked, "Why did you call him by his middle name?"

Ron had his shirt off and was untying his shoes. "It's my name here."

"People know you here as Dean," Kim said in understanding. "I can live with that." She turned to the doctor. "What would you like me to do for the examination? I don't see any tables."

"While Ron is in the isolation tank undergoing rehab," Dr. Frank said as he floated over to a big silver box, "I'd like you to step in here."

Kim walked over to the door of the box and looked in. "With or without clothing?"

"Without," both Ron and Frank chimed together.

"Jinx," Dr. Frank snorted. "You owe me a snatz cake!"

Kim laughed as she striped from her clothes. "I always wondered where I got that from." Kim looked at Ron as he was about to go into another room. "You taught me that, didn't you!"

"Yep," Ron laughed. "And you beat me to the jinx so many times we gave it up."

Twenty minutes later.

"Mrs. Stoppable," Frank said confidently, "you've been experiencing mood swings and maybe a little nausea or a headache in the morning, right?"

Ron walked into the room and started to get dressed. "Yeah, she got a little moody when I told her I had to go to Sri Lanka. Also when she found out about me being an I.J. agent. He paused and said, "And again with Shego."

"I didn't think about it," Kim thought aloud, "but I guess you're right. Except about the nausea and headaches. I have a cast iron constitution and can block out just about any pain I experience."

"And have you've gained a few pounds?" Dr. Frank asked.

"Yes. I've gained eight pounds but it's probably because I haven't been going on any missions or working out with cheer practice and such."

"Noooo," Frank said hesitantly. "I'd say you're pregnant." He brought a ultrasound picture up on a screen. Kim could definitely see a fetus. "You see. You are probably one Earth month or more along. All the regular Earth tests show you'll have a very healthy baby girl."

"One month!?!" Kim almost screamed. "But we've only been together for a week!"

Ron scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, about that. It seems that with my energy, an Earth pregnancy only last five months. Actually, Tara's great, great, great..." he tried to count on his fingers, "well whatever, Earth Grand Mother is really my daughter."

"So our Daughter, will be born just after graduation?" Kim asked.

Ron pondered while looking at the ceiling. "Actually, I think the due date is a week before graduation day. And the baby almost always arrives when it's due."

"Oh," Kim slapped her forehead, "Mom and Daddy will really love that! They're probably not expecting it until nine months after our wedding." She slyly smirked at him. " You say a week before graduation? You wouldn't know the time the baby will arrive, just so I can plan out which of the final exams I'll have to reschedule."

"From what I know of Earth, Kalzarian couplings," Dr. Frank laughed, "it will be at the exact same time as conception, plus five months."

"So the name of this planet is Kalzaria?" Kim asked.

"Yes," Ron said. "Sorry I didn't mention it earlier."

"I didn't ask," Kim conceded with a smile and a shrug.

"If your famed banter is over," Dr. Frank said in amusement, "I just received word that you need to see the Council as soon as you're done here."

"Oh," Kim said whimsically. "Are you a fan of our show and spiffy banter too?"

"I've been verbally tussling with Dean and his banter for decades," Dr. Frank said with glee, "and I love the show."

"Well," Kim turned to Ron. "I guess we need to visit the all powerful Council now."