Disclaimer: Kim Possible and the gang are property of The Walt Disney Company. I gain nothing for their use in my stories. I do claim all rights to Miss Suzanne Go, the character I created for these stories.

MS-II

Chapter 6

Moving Up

Fifteen minutes after they'd let the woman at the Nurse's Station know that they could be reached in the small waiting lounge near the elevators, Morey Netherland wearily trudged over to Kim and Ron and sat down. "Well, it's over," he announced as he peered down at the floor and let out with a heavy sigh.

A minute or two reverently passed before Morey raised his head and wanly smiled to the two teens. "And just to let you know, Timothy's last moments on Earth were the happiest I've ever seen him since we first met forty some years ago; Even more so than when he was renew for the second season of the Fearless Ferret show. And it's all because of you two."

"We didn't cause…" Ron verbally stumbled in shock. "I mean he didn't die from our visit… Did he?"

"No he didn't," the attorney assured the blond boy with a firm pat on the knee. "Mr. North and I talked for a minute before he said he was tired and laid down to rest. Timothy was lucid during that minute, almost like he was his old self again, and I think it was your talk that brought him back to the here and now. Mr. North said he was content with the way his life had turned out and that he was very happy to have three friends like you in his life. He then laid back and fell asleep before his heart finally gave out."

"So we weren't," Ron said with a whoosh of relief from his lungs while looking down at the floor. "I really liked Mr. North. He was kinda screwy but it was the kind of screwy that's good." Ron turned to face his almost constant companion of the last fourteen years and smiled. "Do you know what I mean KP?"

"Yes I do, Ron," Kim said as she draped a comforting arms around his shoulder. "Mr. North's personality was a lot like yours. He was a good actor who got into his part a bit too much but he live life to its fullest, just like you do. It's too bad you two didn't get together more often; I mean besides today and when we were Sunshine Spreaders two years ago."

"Well actually," Ron shied away from Kim's loving arms and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "I'd been going over to see Mr. North whenever I could get away for an hour or two." After a too long pause Ron raised his head, looked up to Kim's loving emerald eyes and smiled. "I didn't think I should abandon him just because I'd fulfilled my obligation as a Sunshine Spreader so I've been sneaking over to his house and helping out with the lawn work ever Saturday morning that I was able before heading over to your house. We would talk about everything and anything while raking the lawn and trimming the hedges and such."

"And because of that," Morey spoke up as he opened his briefcase and pulled out a thick file folder, "you were named Mr. North's sole heir. Timothy had no relatives so he left his entire estate to you. You get everything except for a few items in his Fearless Ferret collection of memorabilia that will be going to the TV Museum in Hollywood. Now, I just need your signature on a few documents." The attorney opened up the folder and pulled a hefty pile from it. "Just sign where the sticky notes indicate."

"But doesn't the estate need to go through probate?" Kim queried as Ron numbly got out a pen and began signing wherever it was necessary. "I mean doesn't an estate need to go through a four or six month period to make sure it doesn't have any outstanding debts or other claims to it?"

"Normally that's true," Morey Netherland stated as he sat back in his chair and watched Ron page through the ream of paperwork and occasionally sign on the dotted line. "But I'm also a Middleton Municipal Judge and I've overseen Mr. North's estate and expenditures for the last forty years so I know for a fact that he has no outstanding debts. I can legally sign off on the probate period."

"So, what now?" Ron questioned as he handed the paperwork back to the attorney. "I get Mr. North's house and a few of the props from the TV show?"

"You get more than that, Ronald," Mr. Netherland said as he paged through the documents and, satisfied that Ron had signed everywhere, tucked them back in his briefcase. "Timothy made quite a name for himself after recovering from his delusional state two years ago. Because of all the appearances and endorsement deals over the past two years, Timothy North had amassed a tidy little fortune outside of the property; Close to five million dollars and it's all yours now." The attorney stood and extended his hand to Ron. "Congratulations. You are now a millionaire."

"Only five million?" Ron said as he stood up and weakly grinned as he shook hands with Mr. Netherland, much to the attorney's confusion. "I guess a little bit of pocket change is always welcome."

"Ron's already a multi-millionaire," Kim clarified as she too stood and shook hands with the short man. "Ron invented the Naco and, with his dad's wicked investing skills, he's worth over a half a billion dollars already."

"Half a billion?" Morey Netherland let out with a short laugh as he glanced over Ron's usual casual attire then directed the two teens toward the elevators. "Well it's no wonder you and Mr. North got along so well. You are two of a kind. Timothy never paid much heed to his wealth either."

Mr. Netherland drove out to the North estate, followed by Kim and Ron in the Sloth, and handed over the keys when they got there. Kim didn't want to take possession of the estate, at least not until after the funeral, but Morey insisted stating Mr. North's wishes were for Ron to move in immediately. Bowing to those wishes, Kim finally agreed to at least accept the keys to the place, still unsure as to when they'd move in.

During a tour of the grounds, Morey showed them which props had been designated for the museum then left with a wave and promise that he would keep in touch with the kids after he changed over the title and responsibility of the basic utilities and so forth to Ron's name.

Kim sat down in the library and called all of their friends and immediate family to invite them out to their new home while Ron headed to the kitchen to start cooking dinner. (Ron knew what was in the larder since he had been out to the mansion only a week ago and helped Mr. North out by running to the store for a few items.)

Monique was the first to arrive, along with a carload of clothes and such. "I just couldn't wait to move in before school starts this fall," she growled with an evil smile. ""You said on the phone that Mr. North wanted you to move in right away. My little brother gives me nothing but grief so I'm glad we can move now."

After a few false starts Monique finally found a bedroom to her liking on the second floor in the East Wing and started to move in. As Kim and her girlfriend were descending the magnificent mahogany stairway from the second floor, Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable poked their heads in the front door. "Is this the place?" Janette Stoppable asked as she and her husband finally walked in the door after seeing Kim coming down the stairs.

"It certainly is large," Dean Stoppable said as he bounced a laughing Hanna in his arms. "What are you and Ronald going to do with all of this space?"

"We already have one extra tenant Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable," Kim said motioning to her friend beside her. "You know our friend Monique, from high school."

"Of course," Jan said as she gave Monique a brief hug in greeting. "You're Kim's Maid of Honor and the one who's designing her wedding dress. But why would you move in with my little Ronnie and Kim?"

"I'll be attending the Upperton Fashion Institute this fall," Monique said as she headed for the front door. "That's just down the road a piece and a lot closer than if I was living at home in Middleton. But the real reason I'm moving in here is to get away from my little brother. I get absolutely no peace at home with him around." She let out a light laugh as she exited the front door to go out to her car and retrieve some more items.

"So when are you and Ronald going to be moving in Kimberly?" Mr. Stoppable casually asked as he set Hanna down on the floor and watched her stand up and toddle off.

"I don't think Ron and I should move in until after the wedding," Kim nervously tittered in embarrassment to her future parent's-in-law as she swiftly turned to hide her reddening face. She lead Ron's parents into the sitting room where Hanna had disappeared into.

"Nonsense Kim," Jan pooh-poohed as she sat down on one of the sofas and was joined by her husband. Little Hanna had moved over to the fireplace and was currently occupied by the large, white, bearskin rug on the floor. "You and Ronnie are getting married next month and I'm sure you'd like to get away from your brothers, Jim and Tim." She patted her husband's hand as she continued, "We don't mind one bit if you two live together now."

"Getting away from the Tweebs would be a good idea," Kim muttered to herself before she was interrupted by Monique poking her head in the doorway to the room.

"Kim, look who I found outside?" Monique said with a smile as she stepped out of the doorway and allowed Mr. and Mrs. Possible to walk into the room.

"Hi Kimmie-Cub," James Possible warmly said as he and his wife walked in and hugged their daughter.

"A few of the nurses overheard your conversation with Mr. North's attorney," Ann Possible said as she and her husband took a seat on another sofa facing Ron's parents, "so I already knew about Ron's inheritance before you called. When are you and Ronnie going to move in?"

"We just asked the same question," Dean said as he watched Hanna pet and play around with the head of the huge, white bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. "I know Ronald is planning on taking a few classes at the Colorado Academy of Libations and Food here in Upperton, but I never heard where you were going to college Kim."

"I…" Kim started before she was cut off by her mother.

"Kimmie had been talking about going to London University," Ann said directly to Jan and Dean, "but she finally decided to attend Upperton University while Ronnie got his degree at CALF."

"Up-U has…" Kim started to say before she was interrupted again.

"Well then that perfect," Dean said cutting Kim off. "I think the kids should move in right away and get settled in so they can be ready to start classes in the fall."

"Ann and I thought so too," James said with a broad grin on his face before he gave his wife a quick kiss on the cheek. "That's why we brought over a few things from Kimmie's room so she could start living here tonight."

"Daddy!" Kim yelped in surprise that her father would actually let go of his little Kimmie-Cub and allow her to move in and live with Ron, let alone with any male of the species, before she was either married or at least fifty years old.

"We brought along some of Ronnie's things too so he could move in," Jan said with a pleasant, motherly smile. The four adults huddled up and began talking amongst themselves. Kim could only stand and stare at the two sets of parents as they discussed her and Ron's future.

"What's the sitch," Suzanne chuckled as she and Shego walked in through the open double door to the room with Monique following, her arms full of clothes.

"It looks like your parent's van is loaded down with all of your junk," Shego laughed out loud.

"I guess our parents decided Ron and I will be moving in here tonight," Kim said, coming out of her shock of the situation and walking over to join Suzanne and Shego in the foyer. She hitched a thumb over her shoulder at the parental units. "They're talking about it right now."

"Well if you, Ron and Monique are moving in," Suzanne said with a wry smile showing, "I think it's only fair that I get a room here too."

"Why would you want to live here in the Tri-City area, Suzy Q," Shego questioned her stepsister. "You already have your own house in Go City."

"Wade and I had been designing a few pieces of mission gear for Kim and Ron," Suzanne explained as the three ladies walked up the mahogany staircase and went to the East Wing. "While my house in Go City is nice, it's gonna be hard to work with Wade over the phone or an internet connection. If I lived here, we could get together more often and the work would be that much easier."

"Plus you'll be close to your future husband," Shego slyly added. The green ex-villainess had, over the last month, finally come to accept that Suzanne's vision would come true. Wade and Suzanne would get married two a half years hence.

Kim wisely kept quiet and nodded before she pointed out one of the rooms in that wing of the mansion. "That's Monique's room there. You can pick out any of the other rooms in the wing and call it your own. Ron and I want to reserve the second floor West Wing for ourselves."

"That Great KP!" Suzanne loudly enthused before she raced from room to room, briefly glancing at each before she ran to the next.

"That was freaky," Kim muttered aloud to herself.

"What's freaky?" Shego asked as the two watched Suzanne flit from room to room.

"When Suzanne called me KP just now," Kim answered as she turned to her green-hued guest. "She and Ron are just so much alike it sometimes freaks me out and she just called me KP. The only person who ever calls me that is Ron."

"Yeah, I guess that would be a little strange," Shego cackled for a moment before she settled down. "So when's the Nerdlinger going to move in? Maybe he and Suzy Q could share a room."

"That's sooo not funny, Shego," Kim growled in annoyance but with a little playfulness in it. "You know Wade is only fourteen so if they did live in the same room Suzanne could be accused of Child Molesting until they either get married or Wade turns eighteen."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Shego chuckled and patted Kim's shoulder in a condescending manner. "I was just pulling your chain, Princess. Besides, Wade and Drew will be in Detroit until they get the production facilities up and running and that'll take another two months."

Kim harrumphed in indignation for a moment then smiled a wicked smile. "Then again, it wouldn't be a bad idea if Wade did live in the mansion when he comes home. He'd certainly have more room for all of his computer equipment and he could update our mission gear a lot faster too."

Kim turned on her Kimmunicator wristwatch and immediately saw Wade's smiling face on the screen with a factory scene behind him. "Hi Kim. What's up?"

"I just wanted to let you know about something that happened today," Kim said sunnily.

"Do you mean that Timothy North passed away and Ron inherited his estate?" Wade smugly asked before he took a draw on his soda straw.

"How'd you know?" Kim begged in astonishment.

"I brought along some of my computer equipment here to the assembly plant to help out with the retooling," Wade said with a huge, confident smile. "I have a computer program that scans the internet for your and Ron's names and it just picked up the will being filed."

"How would you like to move all of your computer equipment into the Ferret Hole?" Kim queried with a sly smile. "It's waaaaaaay larger than your room and you could keep tabs on our mission gear a lot better."

"That would be awesome, Kim," Wade excitedly said as he sat up in his seat. "Mom's been thinking about adding a room on to the house so she could have some space to write and work in, and the Middleton City Council is starting to put pressure on me to move out because our operation could be considered a non-profit, home-based business and the neighborhood isn't zoned for that." Wade settled down and smugly leaned back in his chair while holding up a hand to stop Kim from saying anything. "And before you ask, the area Mr. North's mansion is located in is designated for home-based businesses. Many of your new neighbors are CEO's of major corporations and operate solely out of their home office over the internet."

"Then it's settled," Kim laughed. "When you get done with your work at the GM plants, you'll move in to the mansion with Ron, Suzanne, Monique and I. We'll talk to you later, Wade," Kim said as she turned off the Kimmunicator.

"And Drew and I will live here, too," Shego added with a smirk. Kim questioningly looked at the green-hued ex-villainess. "Hey, that little cracker box lair we live in right now isn't much to brag about."

"But you're extremely rich Shego," Kim shot back." What with the lottery winnings and Suzanne's mad investing skills, I thought you and Drew would be set for life."

"That's true," Shego chuckled. "But Drew wants to step up and be the man in our relationship so he insists on paying all of the bills himself until he strikes it rich and we move into better digs. He doesn't want me to touch my money unless he totally fails and declares bankruptcy. That doesn't seem likely now with the GM deal he has going with Wade."

"I haven't found anything I like," Suzanne pouted as she dejectedly walked back over to Kim and Shego. "I just can't get the right vibes from any of the rooms."

"Well then," Kim chuckled as she walked back toward the staircase, "let's see if there are any good vibrations going on up on the third floor."

At the end of their discussion, the parents decided that they would allow Kim and Ron to live under the same roof but, the two teens would have to sleep in separate bedrooms until after the wedding. (At Dr. James Timothy Possible's insistence, of course.) Since the mansion was in Ron's name, Kim said Ron should occupy the Master Bedroom and that she would quarter in the smaller, relatively speaking, room across the hall. Her new bedroom would still be twice the size of her old one.

The dinner that Ron laid out was superb to say the least and afterwards the parents decided they would handle clean up duty while Kim and Ron moved in to their new home. With the help from the Go sisters (Suzanne and Shego) and Monique, the job was finished in no time at all.

Suzanne found the 'proper vibes' in the third floor's master bedroom just above Ron's room in the West Wing. Shego found a nice suite of apartments in the East Wing of the third floor and announced that to be her and Drew's new home until they could relocate to a more suitable house when Drew returned from Detroit. Since the two Go sisters didn't have any of their own personal items along with them, they returned to Shego's local lair for the night after the Stoppable and Possible parents left.

Ron walked in to his spacious but somewhat cozy bedroom, promptly stripped out of his street clothes and pulled on his pajama bottoms. He folded the cover aside, sat down on the bed and turned off the lights. Just before he was about to swing his legs up under the blanket, nature called.

"I really need to remember not to drink so much soda before bedtime," Ron groused to no on in particular as he got up and went to the Master Bedroom's private bathroom without turning on the room lights. He did his business and make it back to the bed all in one piece. Well, except for the fact that he banged his knee on the footboard of the king-sized bed while trying to navigate the unfamiliar room in the dark. He eventually made it to the side of the bed and got in.

Ron was just snuggling in to the downy soft mattress when he felt something that was extremely soft and warm nestle into his back and an arm snaked around his waist.

In total shock and alarm, Ron loudly screamed, leapt cleanly from the bed, twisted in midair like a cat and landed ten feet away in a defensive posture.

"What's the matter Sweetie?" Kim's voice came from the bed before she turned on the lamp. She was dressed in her normal nightly attire, a nude colored tank top and sweat pants and her hair was up in a pony tail. "Did I startle you?"

"KP," Ron panted in relief and clutched his chest, desperately trying to get his heart rate back down to normal. He wheezed, "I didn't know you were in bed with me. When did you sneak in?"

"I didn't sneak in," Kim nonchalantly said as she pointed to the bathroom. "I simply walked in and got into bed while you were in the bathroom taking care of business."

"Why are you here KP," Ron begged as he sat down on the mattress and took one of Kim's hands in his. "I thought we're suppose to sleep in different rooms, especially with the way your dad sounded this evening. I don't want to be the youngest guy to get shot into space."

"It's alright Ron," Kim cooed and turned off the lamp. She pulled Ron onto the bed then tossed the covers back over both of them. Kim wrapped her arms around Ron's waist and snuggled in to his side as she said, "You know I lost Pandaroo when that Lowardian Walker crashed into my house. I couldn't get to sleep in my new bedroom without him so I thought you could take his place and be my new Cuddle Buddy. Were getting married in less than a month so daddy will just have to get used to us being in bed together from now on."

Just as the couple settled down Monique flung open the bedroom door. "What's Wrong!" she yelled in a panic. "Did someone see a ghost or something?"

"Uh, hi Monique. I was just, er-um, practicing my screams of courage?" Ron hopefully tossed out the lame excuse as he and Kim sat up in bed, the sheets pooling down around their waists. Monique stood erect in the doorway, smugly crossed her arms over her chest and impatiently tapped a bare foot in disbelief as she smirked at the blond boy. Ron gulped down the lump in his throat at being caught in the lie and nervously chuckled, "Yeah, Yori never believed that one neither."

"I thought the woman was suppose to be the one screaming to high heaven while making love with their guy," Monique jested while pointing to the redhead that seemed to be naked in bed in the darkened room. "I don't mind seeing you topless girlfriend and I certainly wouldn't mind checking out Ron's package if you'd let me join you two under the covers."

"Monique!" Kim squealed in shock and clutched the sheet to her bosom to cover herself. Then she realized why Monique said what she did and dropped the sheet back down to her waist. Kim grabbed a bit of the tank top she was wearing and pulled it away from her body as she said, "See? It's not what you're thinking Mo. I'm wearing a tank top and sweat pants and Ron has his pajama bottoms on. Ron was just getting in to bed and I surprised him, that's all."

"Yeah, well," Monique laughed as she took the doorknob in hand and started to back out of the room, "if either of you are gonna hit that 'High C Note' when you're making love without me then I think I might want to join Shego in the other wing on the third floor. At least then I can get some sleep." She closed the door and the two teens could hear their friend laughing all the way back to her room before they heard her door shut.

"You heard Monique," Kim chuckled as she stripped off her tank top and sweat pants then tossed them onto a chair near the bed. "No more screams of courage. But that doesn't mean I don't want to hear you moaning out my name in ecstasy while we make love."

"Hey, you were the one hitting the high notes when we made love in the mountains," Ron laughed as he shed his PJ bottoms and dropped them on the floor next to the bed. "And the echo effect off the nearby mountains was really cool."

The two teens snuggled into each other for the night. The noises coming from the Master Bedroom weren't that loud only because Ron ended up with a fairly deep set of teeth marks on his left shoulder.