A/N: There's a bunch of stuff changed and added near the end of the chapter. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. It belongs to Disney and its creators. If it was in the show, I don't own it. I am not doing this for money, only for fun and practice.

Claimer: Krista Ruthie Moore is my OC. If you want to use her, please ask.

Chapter 9: I Thought I'd Never See You Again

Outside Middleton, Colorado, December 27, 3:15 P.M.

"Ron, that's our daughter."

It took a moment for those words to register in Ron's brain. Our daughter… But Krista was dead… wasn't she? If that was their daughter than that meant this wasn't the first time she'd been kidnapped.

Before he could respond, Kim had already taken off running toward the Sloth. "Kim, wait!"

Kim whirled around. "Hurry up, Ron! I can't wait another second! Drakken and Shego have our daughter!" Ron sprinted toward her, and they both ran to the Sloth.

Once inside, Kim immediately pressed the button to call Wade. "Wade, we have a major sitch here."

"What's the problem, Kim?" Wade replied.

"Get Drakken and Shego's location," Kim ordered, now in full-on mission-mode. Wade quickly typed something into his computer, then pressed a button to replace his image with a GPS map.

"Can I ask why this is so urgent?" Wade asked, slightly confused.

"There's a strong chance that that girl Drakken and Shego kidnapped isn't the CEO's daughter," Kim said.

"Well, then who is she?"

"I think she's our daughter." There was silence on the other end for a moment.

"I need you to pull up all the information you can about the CEO and his wife. Look particularly for adoption records," Kim said. She heard Wade typing on the other end, assuming he was right on it.

Ron took Kim's hand that wasn't on the steering wheel. She briefly glanced at him before turning her eyes back to the road. Each one had a hope in their eyes they hadn't had for a long time.

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Denver, Colorado, December 27, 3:25 P.M.

Thomas continued to pace around the hotel room. Five minutes ago, he had been informed of a breach in their computer security system at their company – the real company, not the fake façade he used for government purposes. He knew of only one person who could do that.

Kim Possible.

They knew something, and they must have been paranoid enough to send their computer genius poking through their private information. And if they found what they wanted, he was ruined.

Flashback

Mrs. Wilson looked through the stack of papers sitting on her desk. The couple sitting in front of her seemed nice. The man, a Mr. Thomas Moore, was the CEO of a major corporation, and his wife, a Mrs. Andrea Moore, stayed at home. Even if Mr. Moore had to suddenly leave on a business trip, there would be someone still at home to take care of the child.

Mrs. Wilson looked up at the couple and smiled. "Well. You've cleared all our background checks and seem to be a lovely couple. Would you like to meet some of the children?" The two nodded anxiously.

"Is there an age you would prefer?" Mrs. Wilson asked.

"We were hoping for an infant," Andrea answered. Mrs. Wilson nodded and led them through the long hallways to a large, cheerful-looking room near the back. As they walked among the cribs, the couple stopped at the one Mrs. Wilson knew would be considered among the others.

"She's beautiful," Andrea whispered.

"Her name's Krista Ruthie," Mrs. Wilson answered.

"Krista Ruthie Moore. That sounds pretty," Andrea said.

"Would you like to hold her?" Mrs. Wilson asked. Andrea nodded. Mrs. Wilson took the infant from her crib and carefully placed her in Andrea's arms. Andrea cradled the infant carefully for a few minutes, before turning to her husband.

"She's the one," she said. Mrs. Wilson nodded.

"I'll get the paper work ready," Mrs. Wilson said. Andrea replaced Krista in her crib and the couple followed Mrs. Wilson.

This was going to be easier than they thought.

End Flashback

Eleven years of pretending and scheming, and now their plan was going to fall apart in just a few short hours.

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Near Lowerton, Colorado, December 27, 3:30 P.M.

Drakken and Shego stopped at a small, abandoned house on the outskirts of Lowerton. As they expected, Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable pulled up less than a minute after them. They stood with Krista in front of them, still bound and gagged. Car doors slammed, and then Kim and Ron broke out into a run towards them.

"Stop right there, or your daughter gets it!" Shego said as she raised a glowing hand near Krista's head. Krista was too confused to be scared. Daughter? What was she talking about? Those weren't her parents.

"Just let her go," Kim said, her voice more pleading than heroic.

"Not a chance. Perhaps while we're waiting for our two billion dollars to arrive, you could explain why you gave up your only child for adoption," Drakken said. Anger burned in the two heroes' eyes.

"We didn't give her up," Ron retorted.

"Gah! Enough chit chat! Shego, finish them!" Shego moved from where she was standing and charged at the two heroes. Kim, of course, charged forward as well. Ron took this chance to make his way toward where Krista and Drakken were standing.

Shego threw a punch, which Kim promptly dodged. The circled each other for a moment, neither one giving ground.

Shego decided to try and pry information from her foe while having a little fun in the process. "So why'd you give the kid up?" She knew perfectly well that in fact they had not given Krista up, but she wanted to see what kind of effect her question would have on the hero.

That question seemed to break something inside of Kim. Her eyes flashing, she replied, "We did not give her up!" Kim lashed out and flipped Shego over onto the ground. Shego performed a leg sweep, knocking Kim off her feet and onto the ground. Shego stood up and tried to strike a blow to her arch enemy while she was down, but Kim quickly regained her ground and avoided the strike by mere inches. Shego threw a plasma blast in Kim's direction, which Kim dodged easily.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ron nearing where Krista and Drakken were. Thinking quick, her next plasma blast was aimed right between Krista and Ron, forcing Ron to stop in his tracks.

"Stop right there, or the next one will be spot on," Shego threatened. Ron growled. There was no way he was leaving here without Krista, especially now that they knew she was their daughter. He heard a van driving somewhere close to them, and when he glanced at it, he saw it was a standard-issue Global Justice vehicle. Shego was too engrossed in her fight with Kim to notice it. Ron caught Kim's eye and nodded his chin towards the oncoming van. When she took a quick glance at it, she understood what he meant. Quickly, she changed the battleground so there would be a perfect target, before darting her eyes to Ron to tell him she was ready.

Ron took the hint and called out to Shego. "Only a coward threatens a little girl!"

Shego growled at the comment. Nobody called her a coward, especially the sidekick. She whirled around, prepared to send the buffoon screaming to his mommy, but came face to face with the standard-issue GJ rifle. Before she knew what was happening, her hands were being cuffed behind her back, and she was being pushed towards the GJ van.

Recognizing defeat, Drakken tried to sneak away unnoticed, but was promptly tackled by a group of agents.

As Drakken and Shego were led away, Kim and Ron walked over to Krista and untied her bonds and the gag.

"Thanks," Krista said, still slightly confused about what they had said about her being their daughter.

"Are you okay?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, I think so." Krista hesitated before asking another question. "Who are you?"

"I'm Kim, and this is Ron," Kim replied, indicating her husband who stood next to her. "How old are you?"

"Eleven." Kim and Ron's hearts pounded even more. The only question left to ask was…

"What's your full name?" Ron asked.

"Krista Ruthie Moore." Kim almost fainted right there. It was true. This was their daughter, standing right here in front of them.

"Look, this is going to sound really crazy, but… I think you're our daughter," Ron said. Krista took a step back. Were they crazy? Her parents were back at the hotel…

"We can do a blood test if you want," Ron continued, seeing the look on Krista's face.

Figuring it was the only way to clear things up – and to prove that her real parents were back in Denver – Krista agreed.

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-LP99