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Chapter 2: Meetings at Global Justice

"So, how does it feel? Being the new leader of Global Justice, I mean."
Kim gave Dr. Director a weak smile. "Sitting here in front of you? Awful. I really wish there was another way this could have happened."

Betty chuckled. "After I've gotten some time to think about it, I guess I'm okay with how things turned out. And I have to admit that this sort of victory is priceless."

"Not to mention my surprise," Kim muttered, shooting a glance at Will, who sat a little away and grinned in her direction.

"Are you holding up to the task?" Dr. Director then asked, turning more serious.

Kim shrugged. "I've only had two days to get acquainted so far, but with Ron's help and the training I received I should be okay. At least I got that pile of paperwork on your desk worked away somewhat. Now I can properly see over the desk again."

This time, both Betty and Will stared at the redhead in surprise. "That was almost a month's worth of backlog! How did you get that done in a day?"

Kim grinned. "I've got some experience from school committees, and I know how to delegate… but I have to say, that works much better when you're in a position of power." She didn't mention that she had stayed up a long time the previous night in order to sort through the paperwork. Her orderly personality was unable to get some proper sleep knowing that there was a mess waiting.

"By offering any unwilling agent the option of an additional training session," Ron explained when he noticed Dr. Director's confused expression.

"Hey, it worked." Kim's self-satisfied grin spoke volumes; Will hadn't been the only stuck-up agent in the organization, though he had been the most outspoken before his change.

"Well, don't let it get to your head," Betty said, smiling as well. "You can be sure of repercussions after Z's action."

"I'll remember that advice," Kim replied. "But don't worry, we'll make sure GJ keeps running like a well-oiled machine."

After Kim and Ron had left, Will turned to Dr. Director. "After the mess that we left GJ in, I'd be impressed if even they get the organization running again."

Betty was surprised at the complete lack of mockery in the agent's voice. "You're right. I really hope we can salvage GJ from the mess we got it in."

A small smile formed on Will's lips. "Well, how does it feel to have nothing on your hands for the first time in… how many years again?"

Dr. Director chuckled. "Don't get me started. But yeah, I think I have to get used to this… at least I can go outside as long as you accompany me."

It had been decided that Will Du would stay away from GJ as well for a while, because it was a certainty that his parents hadn't played their last card. And to be fair, he didn't really mind being away from the organization during the time that Kim would be his superior.

It wasn't like he still resented her, but there were things that were just plain unlikable.

"What's the matter Dr. D? Suddenly getting cold feet?" Shego asked with a smirk as she and Drakken were about to land at the GJ headquarters to get their pardon officialized.

Drakken looked at the building. "I'm just not comfortable entering that building. Although this will be the first time without me in handcuffs."

"See, silver lining…" Shego paused when she noticed Kim's car entering the parking lot. "I wonder what Kimmie is doing here."

Kim and Ron stepped out of the Sloth and walked to the entrance where they met up with Drakken and Shego.

A slightly uncomfortable silence followed.

"So…" Kim finally started. "I assume you're here for your pardon?"

"Nah, we're here to check if the security is still up to date," Shego deadpanned, earning here more uncomfortable looks. "Yes… we're here for the pardon. Since you seem to be a regular here, would you mind showing us to the Director's office?"

"We only ever visited the cell blocks here," Drakken added.

Shego grinned when she noticed Kim's expression; the redhead seemed to be more tense than usual and the former villainess couldn't help pushing her buttons some more. "Of course, unless you're too busy. Then we'll find our own way."

Kim seemed to want to say something, but then she thought better of it. Suddenly she changed to all smiles. "No, we'll show you the way."

Shego felt a bit suspicious about the sudden change of mood, but followed the teens anyway.

"So, how have you been after the invasion?" Ron asked Drakken, trying to break the silence during the walk through the headquarters.

Drakken shrugged. "Laying low, taking stock of what possessions we have left, disbanding the henchmens' contracts."

"So, you've really given up on the whole villainy thing?" Kim then asked. "Now it's just the two of you?"

"Yeah." Shego nodded before Kim's question fully registered. "What? How did you…"

Kim smirked. "I didn't, until your reaction just then. But after the honoration I've had my suspicions."

Shego huffed. "Well, at least ours was surprising. The two of you had it coming so long that it's actually a surprise it took you until after Dr. D's Diablo scheme to realize what you had."

"Well, that's a sort of surprise," Ron offered. "Wait, are you using your Child Development degree to analyze us?"

"You don't need to be analyzed," Shego retorted with a smirk, "you two are so obvious that you could be used as textbook cases."

"And yet we always won," Kim replied with a grin.

Shego huffed. "I never said you were a bad fighter. The two of you are just oblivious about things happening right in front of you… Tell me Princess, after having almost had a year to think about it. Have you never had a moment of 'Oh gosh, I was dating other guys in front of my guy'?"

The green skinned ex-villainess smirked as she watched the silent exchange of glances between the teens, then she turned to Ron. "And I bet you had this big angsty moment where you wondered if you could really keep someone like her."

Kim and Ron were starting to look really uncomfortable now, making Shego decide that enough was enough; she still needed to make sure that Dr. Director signed her and Drakken's pardon after all. "That's how you analyze someone, and that's why Kimmie might have won some of the fights, but lost every verbal match."

"We talked this out a long time ago," Kim snapped defensively before she realized Shego just won another mental match. She continued in a calmer voice. "Besides, I won most of our physical fights. Technically, we won them all since Drakken's plans never worked out in the end."

"Hey!" Drakken muttered. "No fair dragging me into this."

Kim smiled apologetically at the blue man. "Also, we do have some surprises… Anyway, here you are."

Shego looked at the empty office. "Seems like Cyclops isn't around yet." She smiled deviously at Kim. "Are you going to leave us all alone here, now that we are 'reformed'?"

Kim's grin met Shego's all the way. "Not at all." The redhead stepped into the office and took a seat behind the desk. "Let's get that pardon signed, shall we?"

"Wait…" Shego stared at the younger girl. "You are in charge of Global Justice?"

Kim smirked. "They gave you a pardon, don't you think they would at least give me a promotion?"

"No-no-no." Shego eyed the redhead suspiciously. "You would never accept that. I've heard you complain about them… something happened."

Kim frowned. "When did you hear me complain about GJ?"

"Maybe when we were discussing stuff during a fight with Drakken's henchmen?" Ron suggested helpfully.

"Pu-lease," Drakken said. "Isn't it obvious? Someone tried to overthrow Dr. Director, and she put Kim in charge while she figured things out because no one would try to overthrow a hero who just saved the planet."

Three pairs of eyes stared at the blue ex-villain. "What? I hear stuff when I'm locked up here."

Shego frowned. "So he's right?"

"Close enough," Kim said, "GJ has been going through a rough time lately, and they put me in charge."

"Once in that seat, it's hard to get out," Shego said with a grin. "Believe me. Hego is a prime example, and it would have gotten me too if I hadn't gotten out of there in time."

"What exactly did happen to make you quit?" Ron asked, earning him a warning glare from his girlfriend. "What? She's one of the good guys now, right?"

Shego smirked. "Keep making yourself believe that. So, princess, you are qualified to sign those pardons, right?"

Kim had already decided to stop trying to push the former villains any more and just go along with things now. "Sure, no big. The forms were already prepared anyway."

"Can you imagine," Shego squealed in a pretty good fan-girl voice. "We're getting an autograph from the Kim Possible… after all these years."

Kim chuckled as she signed the forms, effectively agreeing that Global Justice too would drop all charges if Drakken and Shego refrained from criminal activity from now on. "Even better, you'll be getting the real deal."

Drakken frowned, confused. "Huh?"

"Pretty much from the start of the missions, my dad suggested we come up with a 'fans' autograph and have it officially recognized." Ron explained. "That way, no one could claim we signed any contract when we thought we were just signing another fan booklet."

"I remember that issue," Shego said, "Nearly caused Hego to lose the Go Tower." Then she smirked at Ron. "You have fans too?"

Kim was about to jump to Ron's defense, but her boyfriend was well up to that task himself. "Most of it for the past year or so. It takes time to appreciate the Ron-man."

"I know how that feels," Drakken lamented. "I had to turn all evil and world-dominating, and even then it took me saving the world before they recognized me."

"So…" Kim interrupted, fearing that the topic might get way out of hand, "what are you two going to do now?"

Drakken and Shego looked at each other and shrugged. "Haven't figured that one out yet. We'll probably take some time away."

"We can sell the surplus lairs that survived and most of the equipment," Drakken suggested. "I think we could live off that alone for a while."

Kim for one knew that Shego would never agree to a laid-back life. "GJ is always looking for good scientists and field agents."

Shego smirked. "Yeah, not going to happen princess. Doc one-eye may have snared you, but I ain't getting snared back into that world."

Kim grinned. "It was worth a shot."

"We'll let ourselves out," Shego said as she stood up, "but if you ever get the feeling those training dummies they call agents here aren't a challenge, give me a call."

"You'll be on my speed dial," Kim replied with a grin.

After they had seen Drakken and Shego off, Ron turned to Kim. "Well that was weird."

Kim smiled. "Yeah, but in a good way. If we can keep those two away from the villain side, we'll get it a lot easier mission-wise."

Ron chuckled. "At least they have each other."

"I know, who'd have thought that," Kim said, "after all the abuse she's been giving him."

"You know what they say, even negative attention is attention."

Kim eyed her boyfriend. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

Ron quickly took a step back. "No! No, just making a joke."

Kim's smile returned. "Better keep it that way." She leaned forward and gave her boyfriend a kiss. "Because I'm all about the positive attention."

Over the next couple of days, things eased down for Team Possible. The Possible clan was settling in to the Stoppable house, and construction had already begun on their own home.

Kim also started to get the hang of managing Global Justice while Will's parents remained silent.

However, after two more talks with Dr. Director and one with Zachary, Kim started to get the feeling the two were conspiring to reel her into the agency by keeping her at the GJ desk long enough to get her used to working at Global Justice. However, this was something she couldn't do much about except to clearly explain that she had no intention of keeping Dr. Director's position, although she got the feeling her words fell on deaf ears, or at least ears that weren't inclined to listen.

Kim had offered Ron a position at Global Justice as well, but he had declined.

"KP, I know the pay is better, but I would rather stick to my Smarty Mart job. You know our track record when it comes to sharing a job."

"That was only one time," Kim protested. "And I really didn't like working at Bueno Nacho."

Ron merely raised an eyebrow.

"Okay fine," Kim said with a sigh. "But I do like what I do now… not that I want to stay at GJ, but… you know…" she started looking at her boyfriend with eyes that seemed to say, "Please understand what I say, because it began to stop making sense to me too."

Ron smiled. "Surprisingly, I think I do understand what you mean. But I still don't think it's a good idea if you hire me at GJ."

"But it would be fun," Kim tried.

"We'd be seeing each other all day," Ron countered, "which kind of takes the special out of 'us' time, don't you think? Besides, we'd be in an uneven working relationship, you being the director and all. What would you have me do?"

Kim thought frantically for a position that didn't say 'assistant.' "We'll think of something…"

Ron shook his head. "Sorry KP." He thought for a moment before adding, "Look, the job at Smarty Mart may not be that great, but I worked hard to obtain it. I don't want you to get me any fancy job because you're my girlfriend."

Kim blinked in surprise. "What happened to Ron the easygoing slacker?"

Ron grinned. "It's your bad influence… now you've lost him for good."

Kim gave a sad smile, but then she began to laugh. "Okay, you're right. You should stay at Smarty Mart then… But I'm willing to bet a Saturday afternoon's worth of chores that Lazy Ron is still around."

"You're on. Next Saturday I'll show you that Lazy Ron…" Ron frowned. "Wait, that means I'm still doing the chores…"

Kim smirked. "You go and figure that one out, Potential Boy."

"Sir, I have good news. Glo… the enemy has been rocked heavily from a coup attempt, and Dr. Director has been lifted from her position."

Gemini smirked while he petted his Chihuahua Pepe. The small animal was still growling at the current agent Beta who had nearly misspoken. "That is great news. We will attack immediately."

"Uhm…" Agent Beta rubbed his neck. "Unfortunately, it looks as if Kim Possible has taken the lead of… the enemy."

"What? And you call that good news?"

"The first part was, right?" the agent offered, now looking very worried.

Gemini seemed to calm down. "You're right. Sit down, we need to figure out a proper plan of attack."

Too relieved that Gemini appeared to take the news rather well, Agent Beta never took notice that the chair he sat down in had suddenly appeared out of the floor.

As the chair shot away on a small rail that had previously been hidden, accompanied by a bone-chilling scream from the former Agent Beta, Gemini turned to Agent Gamma. "You know the drill. After you change the letter on your uniform you can work out a way to attack GJ." The abbreviation only resulted in a low growl from Pepe. "I expect a plan by tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes sir, right away." The new Agent Beta was too smart to object to that short timeframe. Then he hurried off to comply, partly content in finally reaching the highest position in WWEE, and partly fearing his life now that he was the most obvious target for Gemini's bizarre mood swings.

"KP! I finally received answers from some of the universities I applied to," Ron said enthusiastically as he held up a respectable stack of letters.

Kim smiled. "That's great Ron! Which universities answered?"

Ron quickly opened the first letter. "This one is from the Upperton University… Dear Mr. Stoppable, we thank you for applying to our institute, however… aww."

"What is it?" Kim asked.

"They said 'however,'" Ron sulked, "you know they don't want you then."

Kim rolled her eyes. "Just read the letter fully."

Ron sighed. "Fine… however, we must stress that the culinary course you applied for is a part-time course which is mainly taken for career re-entry. Given your current age and education, we think there may have been an error in communication. Attached to this letter is an informational folder with all available education tracks. We do hope you will find a suitable and satisfying education at the Upperton University. Sincerely…"

Kim frowned. "What exactly did you apply for?"

Ron chuckled, embarrassed, "Upperton University was one of the first I applied for, before I asked Mr. Barkin for help… I may have been a bit too eager."

Kim grinned. "Sure you were. But you see that 'however' doesn't say anything. Now, let's see what the other letters have to say."

Eventually, it turned out that nine universities were happy to have Ron, and two even offered a semi-scholarship if Ron would join the football team and proved good enough for the varsity team.

As Kim and Ron were sorting Ron's letters, Jim walked in. "Kim, the mailman came back for you."

Kim frowned. "Okay… is there some problem because we can't receive letters at home?"

Jim grinned. "I think you'd better go outside and see for yourself."

As Kim and Ron stepped outside, they saw Tim talking to the mailman, who had parked his van on the driveway of the Stoppable residence.

"Kim Possible?" The mailman asked, redundantly because he often brought mail to the Possibles and occasionally had a small conversation with them. "You have some mail."

Kim walked to the mailman, expecting a similar stack of papers as the one Ron had received; it was probably too much for the small mailbox. But the mailman was empty-handed. "Okay, where is the mail?"

The mailman chuckled slightly. "Well… let's say we agreed at the post office that you can have the van for the weekend."

"What?" Kim stared at the van. "You mean…"

"It seems some of the universities were afraid that your acceptance letters got destroyed with the house," Mr. Dr. Possible, who had walked out as well, said.

"Well, most were…" Kim agreed, walking almost cautiously to the van. "But there weren't this many." The van was positively stacked with letters, and they were all addressed to Kim.

"I'll pick up the van Monday," the mailman said before leaving.

Later that day, at the dinner table, Mrs. Dr. Possible noticed that her daughter was in a bad mood. "What's the matter honey? You got all your college acceptance letters back, right?"

"Those, and more," Kim said. "Pretty much every university in the country would love to have me as their student. Lots of them offered full scholarships as well."

"Then what's the problem?" Ron asked.

Kim sighed. "They're treating me like an asset. They only want me so they can say that the Kim Possible has studied at their university."

"Aren't you a bit too suspicious now Kimmie?' Kim's father asked.

"I've read the fine print in most of the letters I've read so far," Kim explained. "They expect me to be available for public happenings and press conferences, and two even wanted me to feature their logo on my mission outfit."

Mrs. Dr. Possible frowned. "Okay, I see your point. But are all the universities like that?"

"A lot of them are." Kim replied. "I got a bit discouraged after a while. At the moment Upperton is the only one who has been pretty sincere, maybe because I already know them a bit from my AP classes."

"And how about your dream of studying abroad," Mrs. Stoppable asked.

"The European universities are more fair," Kim pondered, "but I have been setting my hopes on studying close to Ron as well."

Ron smiled. "That's cool KP, but I would never want you to hold back because of me."

"I wouldn't be holding back," Kim replied immediately, almost defensive. "A lot of universities that are willing to have you are just as good as the European universities."

"Not talking about education here," Ron said, "but now you have the chance to study abroad. I don't want you to dish that just so we can stay close together. If even aliens can't keep us apart, I don't think a mere ocean can."

Kim chuckled. "Well, if you put it that way… but remember how bad the summer of Wannaweep was?"

Kim and Ron both cringed at the memory; even though Ron had had it worse with the terrible camp and the cruel campmates, Kim hadn't fared much better during the longest time the two had been separated since they met at pre-school.

Then Ron suddenly remembered something. "If I apply to the Upperton University, I may be able to get into their international program with one of their sister universities in Europe! They mentioned something like that in the folder. They have sister universities in England, France, and Italy. I can take one or two years study abroad after first two years at Upperton Univerity."

Kim's mood suddenly turned a lot better. "Two years, well, that's still really long. But if we can get that done…"

"And don't forget you still have the holidays," Kim's mother said. "I think the two of you will manage just fine."

"How did you fare during your first week as director of Global Justice?" Zachary asked. He had visited Kim several times over the past week and kept her informed about possible threats to her position, the most significant of which were Will's parents.

"Not bad," Kim said, "I've had the heads of the departments come by for a status update, and I had Wade cross-reference that with what he found after searching the system… he really enjoys the full access I granted him, claiming that he still hardly found anything he didn't know yet."

Z frowned. "Is it wise to give a young teen like him access to all of Global Justice's files?"

"Is it wise to have a teenager in charge of the entire agency?" Kim retorted. "Besides, Wade is one of the few people I fully trust. And I believe him when he says hardly anything is new to him."

Zachary sighed and let it pass, taking a mental note to double-check the Wade-proofness of his own systems.

"Anyway, I'm starting to figure out what is and has been going on at GJ," Kim continued. "And it is surprising how little bad intention there was. It is just that every department runs for itself and reports only to Dr. Director. All Will's parents had to do was fill in some false data here and there and no-one bothered to cross-check except for the ones who coordinated to bring GJ down. Wade is working on washing those out."

"Remarkable," Zachary admitted. "And that in just one week. Are you sure you don't want to continue doing this?"

"I'll fall in the same trap as Dr. Director did," Kim said, "GJ has just grown stagnant. All this shaking up lately might actually be the thing the organization needed… not that I'm saying it was a good thing what Will's parents did, but the end result could be a good thing for GJ."

Z chuckled. "That's one way to look at it. Nevertheless, the Dus are still thinking of ways to get you denounced from your position. Is there anything they could use against you that we can act on in advance?"

"What have you found?" Mr. Du asked impatiently. "You've been working on this case for over a week now. It's not like she's not a public figure."

The Dus' lawyers, unlike most underlings, were not the kind of people who bowed down for anyone; they were far too sleek for that. "She's a surprisingly good girl. We're doing the best we can for the money you pay us."

Mr. Du growled something that he would never utter in front of the public. "I'm beginning to doubt you are."

The lawyer merely grinned. "We have a contract. We're doing exactly as much as the contract entails us to do. We are always negotiable though."

There was no winning against this bunch and Mr. Du knew it. He was actually glad that most lawyers were after money instead of power; they would devastate the world within a week.

"Will is still not responding," Mrs. Du said as she arrived shortly after the lawyers had left. "Our own son is not responding to our plea to help us."

Mr. Du raised an eyebrow.

"It does sound good, right?" his wife added with a slight smile. "That should do the trick for the public eye after we bring that girl down."

"About that… she might actually be the, and I'm paraphrasing someone who Will told me about when he knew what made sense, goody-two-shoes girl she's often depicted to be."

Mrs. Du shrugged. "Everybody has a dark side. Did the lawyers plow through all the 'missions' she did? I'm willing to bet that there were some where whatever she did could be interpreted as unlawful."

"The are a few instances," Mr. Du replied, "and they're working on making a case. But so far, unless we go by the exact letter of the law, we've got nothing on her."

The politicians sighed, each in their own thoughts; going by the letter of the law might give them some headway, but it was certain that it would be reflected back to them, leaving them empty-handed and probably worse off.

A knock on the door brought them out of their contemplations.

The lawyer who had walked off only minutes ago stepped back in. "We may have something. A colleague of ours can bring us in contact with someone who might be willing to bring down Kim Possible and who even may have something we can make a case from."

"Did you make any headway with this puzzle?" Kim asked as she looked at her computer screen, which was mostly occupied with Wade's face.

"It's slow going," Wade admitted, "But I'm getting there. I keep finding new tunnels though. You don't want to know how long they must have been digging."

Being the impromptu leader of Global Justice, Kim was finally able to do something about the complex and sometimes idiotic tunnel system that connected GJ with the outside world. It was not that the idea was a particularly bad one, but a rollercoaster ride of nearly a mile to cover a distance that was in fact not much more than two hundred yards was somewhat redundant.

"From the files it seems that GJ confiscated some tunnel digging robots from a villain, long before we entered the scene, and they began using them to make their tunnel system."

"I get that," Kim said, "but it looks as if they just let the robots dig tunnels without much of a system behind it."

"And sometimes the tunnels are there, but the actual tubes take a detour," Wade added, "Whoever designed this must have been crazier than Drakken."

Kim chuckled. "Don't let him hear that. It has been a lot easier for us now Drakken and Shego are not our main villains anymore."

Wade smirked. "You're not getting bored yet, are you?"

"I've got enough on my plate right now, thank you very much," Kim replied with a smile. "But then again, I am starting to miss the missions a bit already."

Wade laughed. "The villains will come out of hiding. You can bet on that."

"Yeah," Kim agreed, "and I'd like to be prepared when they do. If we can get the tunnel system up to spec, that will be a nice surprise, don't you think?"

"I think it will," Wade said, "The villain who previously owned the robots called himself 'The Mole' and he had a whole plan ready to make a tunnel system through the core of the planet."

This immediately rang all kinds of alarm bells for Kim. "You're not planning on following on that, are you?"

Wade chuckled. "No, even with those great robots it would take years. But the system should enable quick passage through the whole of the US, and maybe even trans-Atlantic eventually."

"The US is enough for me at the moment," Kim replied, "although a quick trip to Europe would be nice when I start college there." She then turned more serious. "I still have to prepare for that scholarship interview with Aberystwyth University."

This made Wade look up. "They won't let you in on being Kim Possible alone? I'm amazed."

Kim smirked. "I was a bit surprised too, but they're really good. And I'm glad they start off with treating me just like anybody else."

"When's the meeting?" Wade asked.

"July 7th," Kim replied from memory. "But I still need to do a lot of research into the university."

"That's more than a month away," Wade pointed out, "that's way ahead, even for you."

Kim glared at the young genius. "Ha ha. I just want to make a good impression. This is about my future, you know."

Wade grinned. "I wouldn't worry about that too much. And even if you don't get in, there are universities trampling over each other to get you instated."

Kim sighed. "That's not really what I want. I want a real education, not to become some sort of mascot or trophy."

Wade shrugged. "Suit yourself." He then grinned at the redhead. "At least I got it easy. I went through all college courses online… never set foot on a campus."

"I'm not sure that's such a great example," Kim said. "But it worked great for you," she quickly added.

Wade frowned. "I'll let that one pass. I'll let you know when I have more on the tunnel schematics."

Kim chuckled after Wade's face had disappeared from the screen. "Let's hope we get that one done before the major villains start showing up again."

"Who are you? Don't you know you are trespassing on PRIVATE PROPERTY!"

"We know it's not. According to German law, any building that is noted as a business does not fall under private property. Furthermore, we are not trespassing; we made an appointment and your secretary let us in."

"Ah, I remember… Vhat do you want?"

"We have a proposition for you regarding an item that was stolen from you several years ago…"

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. More to come soon. Reviews are always welcome.