Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or any of the show's characters (unfortunately). This fic is written solely to entertain; I do not earn anything (except reviews).

AN: This story ignores the events of StD, but includes all the episodes of the series.

Thanks for all the new reviews! They were especially helpful this time, because they reminded me of a few things I have yet to cover, and of course, they were great motivators as always:) I'm still amazed how many people actually read this story and give me their input, so thanks a lot!

And now it's time to look at some of the consequences of the night... I hope you'll like it!

Enjoy (and don't hesitate to drop me a line)!

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Tara stood in the hospital room that Ron and Bonnie were in. The last hour had been an hour to remember, that much was obvious. Bonnie had been on the verge of a nervous breakdown, but when the doctors wanted to examine her in a separate room, she threw a tantrum of hitherto unknown proportions until she was in the same room that Ron was in. Fortunately, she was alright now, even though she needed to stay in bed and rest. Ron, however, was an entirely different matter. Tara was very worried about him: He had two broken ribs and lots of bruises and swellings. The doctors had been surprised that his injuries hadn't been worse, but he had still not woken up. She sighed and took his hand.

"You really like him, don't you?" Bonnie suddenly asked quietly from her bed.

Tara looked over at her and nodded with a small smile. "I do. He really is something else, you know?"

The brunette smiled in reply. "Yeah, I've noticed."

There was a moment's silence, before Bonnie continued in a very small voice. "And now he's here, in hospital… all because he helped me."

Tara looked at her with wide eyes. "Bonnie, this isn't your fault! Those two…" She swallowed the word she was about to use. "They are to blame for that!"

"I know, Tara, but… What about all the times before today?"

"What do you mean?" Tara seemed honestly confused.

"Well, I always badmouthed him and labelled him a loser. Don't you think some of the trouble he had at school was because of that?" Bonnie asked in a subdued voice.

Tara opened her mouth and closed it again. Was Bonnie right? She did yield quite some influence at school… The blonde sighed. "Well, perhaps you're right, but it's not too late to change that."

"You… you think so?" Bonnie asked timidly.

"Of course! It's never too late to change if you really want to," the blonde said simply.

"It's just… It's all so confusing. He… he was always just a loser, a goofball. I could work with that. And now, I see what a nice guy he actually is, how much he does and gives for others, even for people who don't deserve it… like me…"

Tara smiled knowingly. "He doesn't fit into any category or label."

"Exactly!" Bonnie said in exasperation. "I mean… It was so easy before all this happened… And now I find out I've been wrong all the time, and I feel horrible. How can I ever make up for all that?"

"Knowing him, you won't have to," Tara replied. "I mean, I still can't believe he forgave you for that thing at lunch just like that."

Bonnie lowered her head. "Don't remind me," she whispered.

Before Tara could reply anything, the door opened, and Mrs. Dr. Possible entered. "Hey girls," she greeted the two girls in a hushed tone. "How's Ron?"

"Hello, Dr. Possible," both girls answered. "He's still asleep," Tara added. "I hope he wakes up soon."

"I'm sure he will," Kim's mother told her. "Isn't Kim here?"

The blonde shook her head. "No, she told me back there that she had to talk to someone first. Why?"

"I wanted to talk to her… about the two guys she fought."

Bonnie immediately grew pale, while Tara worriedly asked, "What about them?"

"Well, they came in soon after you."

"What?" Tara exclaimed, then quickly put her hand over her mouth and looked at Ron. Fortunately, she hadn't woken him up.

Dr. Possible nodded. "Yeah. They were hurt quite severely. Officer Hobble thought they were just exaggerating when they complained about their injuries, because Kim never hurts the people she fights badly. However, when one of the guys threw up blood, he hurried both of them over. We had to operate one of them because of an internal bleeding, and they both have several broken bones among other things." She shook her head. "This is completely unlike Kim."

Tara swallowed hard. "Well, they were the ones who captured and hurt Ron…" She looked at Bonnie insecurely, but the brunette had lowered her gaze and remained silent.

Dr. Possible sighed. "I can understand that she was upset by the state Ron was in, but she can't just beat others up like this."

Now, Bonnie finally entered the conversation. "It… it wasn't like that, Dr. Possible. There's… there's more to it than that." And with that, Bonnie slowly started to tell Kim's mother about everything that had happened.

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Meanwhile, in a lair close to Middleton, Drew Lipski, better known to the world as Dr. Drakken, was ranting. This in itself was nothing unusual, for the mad scientist loved a good, long rant. The topic of his actual rant, however, was not his newest plan but his sidekick, which was very unusual.

"I will not tolerate this any longer, Shego! You can't just leave and return as you please! You've signed a contract, and that contract clearly says you have to be available at all times! I wanted several very important chemicals stolen tonight, and now I have to postpone that and consequently my entire plan, just because you took a night off without even telling me! So where have you been all evening? Why couldn't I reach you?"

Shego sighed. "Look, Dr. D, I just happened to get a nice offer for a quick job, nothing much really…"

"What?! You ignore me for some stupid little job?"

Shego actually took a step backwards. Drakken had never been one of the very intimidating kind, but she hadn't seen him this upset since the day she lost his body to Kim Possible when he had switched bodies with a soldier in order to steal a secret weapon.

"It was just a little kidnapping, Dr. D. I wanted to be back much sooner, but those guys were late and…"

"A kidnapping? Great! Now who in the world was so important that only you could kidnap him?"

"It was Kim Possible's dopey sidekick," Shego admitted.

Drakken seemed to turn purple at this. "What?! Do you have any idea what will happen when that cursed all-that teen finds out who did that? I wanted to lay low for a while, now thanks to you, Kim Possible will be looking everywhere for us!"

"I didn't think…"

"Yes," the blue-skinned scientist interrupted at the top of his lungs. "I can see that!" He seemed to calm down at least a little bit after all the shouting. "Right, who hired you, anyway?"

Shego seemed to shrink a little. "Well, actually, I don't know their names…"

Drakken's jaw fell. "You don't know who hired you? Shego!"

Her temper finally rose. "So what does it matter? They were just two guys who wanted to dish out some payback! They had the money, lots of it actually, so what's the big problem? I can still steal your stupid chemicals tomorrow!"

Drakken's eyes narrowed. "It matters because I am your employer. If you want to…"

At that moment, the alarm sounded and interrupted the evil doctor.

"What now?!" he screamed, his temper flaring again. He received his answer only seconds later, when the main door was kicked in as if it was made of paper and a steaming Kim Possible entered the main room of the lair.

"Kim Possible!" Drakken screamed.

The redhead sent him a glare that could have frozen fire. "I need a word with your sidekick, Drakken, so get out while you still can."

Shego's eyes went wide. Kim had never threatened anyone like this, at least not to her knowledge. The kidnapping seemed to have stung a nerve. Even more surprising, though, was the fact that Drakken didn't leave. He seemed to be in an overly courageous mood, for he set his jaw defiantly and answered in an only slightly trembling voice. "This is my lair, and Shego's my employee, so if you've got something to say, say it to me."

Two pairs of green eyes looked at him incredulously. "What?" he continued meekly. "I read this book about personnel management, and it said…"

"Do you know," Kim interrupted angrily, "what your 'employee' did tonight?"

"She… she kidnapped your sidekick?"

"Correct! And do you know who hired her?"

Drakken swallowed. "Err.. two guys?"

"Correct again! And do you know who these guys are?"

He looked quickly at Shego before answering. "No, I don't. I didn't even know they hired Shego in the first place, but I was just about to…"

He couldn't finish, because he was again interrupted by his arch-foe. "They are two guys who wanted revenge on Ron because he beat them up when they tried to rape one of our classmates!"

This was followed by a very long silence. Drakken's jaw had dropped, and his eyes were as wide as saucers. He slowly turned his head to look at Shego; his henchwoman had paled to a degree that he hadn't thought was possible, and her eyes were just as wide as his.

Finally, it was Kim who broke the silence. "I know you two are villains and want to take over the world, but somehow, I never thought you could sink so low." She looked at Shego. "And you, you're a woman yourself! That you could work for… for such people!"

Shego didn't answer; she slowly shook her head and finally turned round and fled from the room.

The tension seemed to leave Kim's body. She shrugged in a somewhat disappointed and tired manner. "Well, what did I expect…" She looked at Drakken. "A villain's a villain, right?"

In that moment, Drakken finally found his voice again. "Now listen here, Missy! I may want to take over the world, or at least Canada, but I will not be associated with that kind of scum, you hear me? I would never do that to anyone!"

"And why wouldn't you?" Kim asked spitefully.

Drakken's jaw fell again. "What? How can you even ask that? I had Shego and you under mind control! I could've done that if I'd wanted! But I didn't! And I never would!" He had a very offended and, to Kim's surprise, hurt look on his face. "I'm a supervillain, not a rapist! And now, I would thank you very much to get out of my lair! I have to look after Shego, who, as you might want to know, didn't know anything about these guys when they hired her!"

Kim swallowed and calmed herself a bit before she answered. She could see that she had seriously offended and hurt Drakken with her low-blow, and to her own surprise, she felt bad about it. "Listen, I… I know you could've… had your way with us, so I'm sorry. You're not like that." Drakken seemed to deflate a bit at her words. "That doesn't change, however, that Shego worked for those guys. And if she didn't know about their background, she should've checked."

To her surprise, Drakken nodded, suddenly looking very tired. "You're right. She should have, and I'll talk to her. As a matter of fact, I'll do that right now, so if you'll excuse me? I think you'll find your way out." He turned and left the room, taking the same way Shego had when she'd left.

Kim sighed. This conversation would probably rank pretty high on the weird-o-meter for quite some time. Discussing villain ethics with Dr. Drakken was certainly not something she'd expected to do tonight. On her way out, she activated her Kimmunicator.

"Hey Kim," Wade greeted cautiously.

"Hey Wade," Kim replied. "Thanks again for setting up the ride so quickly. I'll be heading back now. How's Ron?"

"From what I can gather, he hasn't woken up yet. Are you ok?" Wade seemed rather worried, but that wasn't surprising: On the way to Drakken's lair, Kim had given him the short version of what had happened since Friday.

She shrugged. "I'm unhurt, but I guess that's not what you meant." She sighed. "I think I'll feel better when I've made sure Ron's okay."

Team Possible's tech genius nodded. "Okay, I'll call you if there's any new development."

"Thanks Wade, you rock."

The ride back left Kim with plenty of time to think. She was very worried about Ron; seeing him beaten up like this had made her want to beat his tormentors into a pulp. She really hoped he would be okay. For now, she could only wait, and waiting was something Kim Possible was not very good at.

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AN: Truth time! One of my greatest worries in this chapter is my treatment of Drakken. I really like the blue guy, and I hope I didn't make him too ooc for your taste.