Chapter 16: What about the girl

(AN: So I have to say I loved writing this one the best. Coming up on the last two chapters now people. Hope you like it.)

Six years ago…

Ron hunched over the bundle in his arms as he hid in the shadows. Patrolmen littered the empty streets searching for anyone out this late at night. The bundle in his arms stirred and he hugged it tighter to him. He sprinted across the street and slipped down a dark ally. He pressed himself to the wall as a patrolman walked past the ally way. He breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure the man was gone. He slid down the wall and seated himself on the ground behind a dumpster.

The bundle in his arms squirmed and fidgeted. "Just a few more minutes and I'll have you out of this hell hole." He whispered. "I'm not going to let anyone get to you." The bundle calmed at the sound of his voice.

A figure slipped into the ally a few moments later. "Ron?" A voice whispered into the dark of the ally. "Bonnie?" Ron asked cautiously. Bonnie appeared in front of him. Ron breathed a sigh of relief. "Where you followed?" He asked glancing out toward the street. Bonnie shook her head. "Good."

They stayed silent for a long while before Bonnie spoke. "If we want to get this done we have to do it now." Ron glanced down at his protected cargo. He nodded and the two creped out of the ally and made their long journey to the outskirts of the city.

They waited nervously at the road for what felt like hours before a car pulled up. Ron instinctively hugged his squirming bundle tighter before he heard a muffled gasp and loosened his hold. Bonnie rested a gentle hand on it before stepping in front of Ron. The car stopped and the doors opened.

"Long time no see Ronald." A voice said. Ron nodded to Big Daddy Brotherson in response.

"Hello Ron." A woman said as she stepped out behind Brotherson. Ron nodded to Yori.

"It's been a while Yori." He said blankly. If this were any other meeting he would have been thrilled to see her. But this was nowhere near a joyous occasion. Yori stepped forward and touched the bundle in his arms. She pulled back the blanket and stared down at the face of the child Ron had carried all this way.

"Hannah certainly has grown." She said glancing back up at Ron who couldn't help but smile down at his sister. "Are you sure you don't want to come with her?"

Ron shook his head. "Kim planned this out carefully. As long as the Yamanouchi School stays hidden, she'll be safe until I can get her back. With Kim under Drakken's control and Shego dead I can't risk him finding out about Hannah."

Yori nodded and gathered Hannah into her arms. Ron smiled at his sister again, trying to hide his fear. He brushed the hair off her face and kissed her forehead before turning his attention to Brotherson. "Make sure they get to Japan safely." He demanded.

Brotherson smirked brushing off a bit of imagined dirt on his suit. "No need to worry Ronald. I will personally ensure your sister's safety. I'll have my best men on guard."

Ron pursed his lips is suspicion but didn't say a word. He said his goodbyes to his sister and Yori. As they got into the car he called to Brotherson. The man turned to him with the same underhanded smirk. "Not a word of this leaves yours or anyone's lips is that understood?"

Brotherson nodded in understanding. Ron glared at him before Bonnie reached into her jacket pocket. She produced a thick envelope and tossed it to the man who greedily opened it and eyed the contents. "Consider my lips sealed." He said as he slipped his payment into his pocket and got into the car.

Ron and Bonnie watched as the car drove off into the dim night. Bonnie took Ron's hand after they could no longer see the tail lights and led him away. "Come on Ron. We have to get back before Drakken notices we're gone."

Ron rubbed his eyes and nodded. "Thanks for doing this Bonnie." He said as she tugged him along.

"It's what friends are for Ron. I just hope I paid him enough to be sure he does his job. It was all I had left." She squeezed his hand as they walked back toward the city.

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Present Day…

Ron stared at the floor boards, trying to avoid the harsh light above him. He could barely see with one eye already swollen shut and the other hazy from the exhaustion. His skin was raw and torn from the rope that held him to his chair. He wasn't sure of the last time he had slept; the torture seemed to go on for days at a time with the same result. Him, bloody bruised and broken. And them, frustrated with no valuable information. He couldn't help but be proud of himself for that. No matter what they did to him he never gave them any information they wanted. He had learned a few things while he had been captured.

It seemed Kim was making trouble in Russia. He had known it was only a matter of time before she took matters into her own hands and tracked him down. Of course he paid for it, days of questioning him about where she was and what she had planned followed the news. He, of course, said nothing other than "I don't know." That answer always earned him a punch or a kick. Sometimes even a few thousand volts. But he bared it all and more, whenever his captures came in he would let his mind drift elsewhere.

Thoughts of his sister would protect him from the pain, he thought of the last time he had seen her. Cradled in his arms as he smuggled her out of the city. He wondered if she would recognize him when he came back for her. He was dragged from his thoughts when the door opened. He could see two sets of large boots marching in. The noise was almost deafening as their souls hit the floor boards and made the wood creak and groan. Ron sighed quietly to himself bracing himself for the next session. He was surprised to see another set of feet stroll into the room. He looked up to see the new comer smiling back at him.

"Well, well Ron Stoppable." Betty Director said in an almost ominous tone. Ron held back his surprise. Betty Director was the last person he expected to see. "It's been a while since I last saw you Ron." She said with a smile as one of the men pulled up a chair for her.

Ron gave her his usual goofy smile. He wasn't about to let anyone think him weak, not now. "Hey Betty. It certainly has been a while. Still rockin' the pirate look I see." This earned him a punch in the cheek from one of the men. He spit out the blood that filled his mouth and kept his smile. "Your boy here punches like a little girl." He was punched again; he couldn't help but notice the man lean in for the extra force as he fell to the floor. He was yanked back up and roughly put back in an upright position.

Betty continued to smile at him as she shook her head. "I have to say Ron you can really take a beating. I didn't think you had it in you." She said leaning back in her chair.

"Well I'm stronger than I look." Ron said making the grave attempt to broaden his smile. "So what brings you here Betty? The big boss send you in to do the job? Beating on a low man on the totem pole for useless information, not the best job for you is it?"

Betty scowled at this for a moment before regaining her composure. "For starters, I am the boss. And I know you're one of Kim's personal advisers so you can cut the crap." Ron raised his eye brows in mock surprise. "Now look, my men have been very nice up until now."

"Oh yeah? I was starting to think they didn't like me. Well, thank god that's all cleared up." Ron said sarcastically. This got him a punch to the stomach. While he gasped for air Betty continued. "I can make all this pain stop Ron. I can get you out of here and all you have to do is tell me what you know."

Ron stared at her for along moment before he started to laugh. This woman was crazy if she thought that would work. "You may as well put the bullet in my head now Betty. I'm not dumb enough to fall for that old trick. I'm more valuable to you now than I am dead. Once I tell you what you want I'm a dead man. Honestly, I'd rather died with dignity than go out a traitor."

Betty frowned. "Monique said the same thing." Betty said leaning forward to lock her gaze with Ron. "But she came around. It's only a matter of time before you do too Ron. And I've got nothing but time on my hands."

Ron laughed again. "No." He said through his laughter. "No you're wrong. You're wrong about me and you're defiantly wrong about Monique." Betty raised a brow. "Do you really think she just rolled over for you after you got to her? What you did to her was like preschool compared to what Shego and Kim would have done to her if she flipped." He stopped laughing suddenly and leaned in closer speaking in a near whisper. "I guess you were too fuckin' smug to realize she's been playin' you from the start. If I were you I'd take a real good look at some of the information she's been feeding you. Because I can guarantee you it's all a big pile of…"

An alarm cut off Ron's last words and Betty shot up from her chair. "Intruders." She growled. "You two get up there and take care of this." The two men rushed out of the room leaving Ron and Betty alone in the room. Ron smiled at her. "And is so fucking amusing you blonde idiot?"

"I just enjoying this moment." Ron said happily. "This is the where your world comes crashing down."

Betty shivered with pure rage as Ron leaned back in his chair, grinning at her. She howled in frustration as the sounds of gun fight erupted outside of the room. In one swift motion she reached behind her back and produced the gun she had kept hidden from view. She stepped forward and pressed the barrel to Ron's head. "At least I'll have the satisfaction of killing you before that happens." She growled.

Suddenly the door flew off the hinges and crashed to the floor. Betty turned in time to see a brown haired woman glaring at her from the doorway.

"Long time no see Betty." The woman said raising her gun. "I believe you have something of mine. I want him back."