Disclaimer: I own nothing of Kim Possible all belongs to Disney. This story is just for my enjoyment of writing.

The atmosphere was dry, but at the same time humid. The auburn teen sat there waiting for her parent's reactions. Like a cornered animal she was up against a wall surrounded by hungry predators with her only protection being her bare hands. Except this wall was her couch, the predators where her 'Rents', and her protection a thick warm fuzzy blanket that matched her guilty eyes. Kimberly was literally shaking with fear as the many goose bumps on her body rose up. Funny she felt cold even when surrounded by a warm sensation. Something that should be impossible wasn't, and for once her life she regretted the family…

…motto. 'Never be Normal' that was his family's motto a phrase he cherished his entire life, but now he would welcome a 'Normal' life. Normal people didn't have their secrets exposed on the news; they didn't deal with mega loath maniacs on a daily basis, or unnaturally gain a sudden fear of black holes. No regular people dealt with regular problems, but that's wasn't for him or his best friend 'KP'. Living the life of 'Heroes' they came to learn to accept the unsuspecting in whatever form. But why did it have to be so humiliating? Waiting to receive his parent's questionable gaze the golden-haired teen's fingers clutched the fabric forcefully.

Finally the time came their parent's disappointed looks all peered right through their guilty faces. It was all the same emotion, but with an added expression for each individual adult. James Possible gave Kimberly the heated disappointed, while her mother was a sadden disillusion appearance. Jean gave Ronald a shocked dissatisfied look, and his father's was more of a questionable gaze. Different personalities comprehend a sitch in different ways, it was human nature.

She brought her hand towards her mouth checking to see if she could feel her breathing. She could…it meant it wasn't a dream. Squinting her eyes as the sadden look took over; Ann Possible couldn't help…"Kimmie?"…but choke up at the sight of her daughter.

Pushing her head a bit from her 'Protection' Kim's lips trembled, "Mom I don't know what to…to tell you." Instinctively the redhead lowered her head as she mumbled her words.

"Is it true?" James Possible demanded from his one and only daughter. The core inside of him was burning, and like a volcano was ready to erupt at any given moment.

"Dad…" Kimberly looked away from her father's gaze unable to muster up the courage to even make eye-contact. "…you saw the video didn't you?"

If anger could be recycled as clean power then James would be environmental friendly. The father clutched his fist together as a vein became visible. He needed to hit something anything. The wall wasn't strong enough the floor didn't have emotion. There was only one thing the Possible felt like shredding to pieces. That thing was a boy- named Ronald Dean Stoppable.

No one saw it coming when the rocket scientist hit wall leaving a discernible dent. The possible women gasp at the sight. The cracks were deep he didn't fully penetrate the plaster barrier, but was evidently close.

Sadden but not alarmed by James sudden anger, Ann Possible looked back at her daughter, "So how did…"

"…this happen?" Jean had Ron cornered on the couch. Her hands holding her son's shoulders pinning him. Considering his options the blonde prisoner found no way to escape, instead he deeply inhaled before exhaling.

"It all started out with…" Looking directly in her mother's judging eyes Ron Stoppable was about to re-live the moment that started it all.

"…a mission." It took some unwanted effort but Kim Possible freed herself from the warm embrace. The 'Mission' she remembered it all too well…

…

A lone cargo plane ventured across the baby blue sky free from restraints, on board very few passengers. The pilot who commands the airborne vessel and two teens who prepared themselves to stop a plot for world domination, an everyday sitch for the blond and auburn head, nothing to out of the ordinary. They wore their traditional 'Mission' outfits- cargo pants with pitch black mission shirts. The blonde's hung loosely on his body as for the girl hers was tight fitting her curves. Again nothing out of the ordinary…

Preparing to jump with their bags securely fasten off they awaited the signal from pilot. One…two…three…the intercom boomed and without second guessing their feet lift the steel flooring.

The wind rushed against their bodies making feeling of weightlessness become a slight reality for a brief moment. The redhead enjoyed the feeling it was absolute bliss to her, but her partner wasn't as fortunate. His fears and phobias were probably the only real drawback he possessed but they were devastating to say the least. The hero frowned. Why couldn't her best friend enjoy the ride, sometimes she wished he was just a little braver. More determined…

Wishes always have draw backs no matter if they were intended for good or evil purpose; it was the nature they followed. Kim Possible got her wish.

They were closing in onto the lair. A lair surrounded by sinkholes and vast jungle with unknown dangers. Another couple thousand feet and their feet could come in contact with the muddy floor.

Feeling the right moment the auburn hero pulled her chute cable ready to slow her descending speed.

'Tug'…nothing.

A small look of concern appeared on her face. She tried again, but nothing happened. Her parachute wasn't deploying, and by the looks of it she only had so much time till her body and the floor became acquainted.

With her eyes opening wide with disbelief the heroine twisted her body trying to face her blonde best friend. The wind made it difficult but not impossible. Finally making abrupt eye contact…

Kim cupped her hands trying to echo her voice as much as possible…"Ron!" The air made it difficult for her voice to be heard.

The blonde raised an eyebrow. Why was KP calling his name out? Why did she look scared…and why isn't her she releasing her parachute! His eyes suddenly widen when the realization hit him hard across the face leaving a hypothetical print. Kim was in trouble her parachute wasn't deploying!

"KP!"

With his fears suddenly washing away in the sea of his mind Ron straighten his body forward trying to gain speed while Kim stretched her hands and legs out making as much wind resistance. Steadily the blonde came closer to her, but also so did the floor. Time was running short and the wind lowered the timer.

He came closer and closer and the floor came closer and closer. Almost within arm's length Ron reached out as far as possible could with the auburn haired girl doing the same. The blonde saw something he swore till that day he would further prevent, a terrified face- coming from Kim.

Kimberly was scared for her life. Her eyes were on the edge of crying. Ron could see her chest rise and sink rapidly that wasn't a good sign. Then what finally pushed him over the edge was a lone tear escaping the confinements of Kim's eyes and clashing straight on his face rubbing gently across his cheek.

Nothing mattered anymore except for Kim's safety. Pushing his hand further he clutched her hand holding on it desperately as she was pulled in. Quickly Kim embraced his body as one arm snaked around her petit waist preventing her from leaving its protective hold. Her hands pinned his back firmly as she buried her face deep into his colorless mission shirt. Ron pulled his chute and immediately the teen heroes were greeted with a heavy tug given by the air resistance. They slightly groaned from the uncomfortable sensation, but it was more welcomed than the alternative.

Within minutes they landed outside the lair still holding onto each other feeling afraid- especially Kim. The blonde could feel her heart beating at an alarming rate. Small tingles of sweat dripped down on his clothing as he embraced her more firmly.

"Don't worry KP I got you." Kim stiffened in his hold, but slowly relaxed her face still hidden. Her arms didn't soften their hold. The blonde didn't care she was safe and that was all that mattered.

Kim wiped her face on his shirt, "Thanks 'sniff' Ron." She tried not to sound weak and her words were muffled. That didn't matter to Ron he simply gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before giving off content sigh followed by a warmhearted smile. Gently he rubbed her back calming the auburn hero.

Standing there for a brief moment they allowed a moment of silence. Ron could feel her breathing slowing- a good sign. When it was steady and normal her hold lessen and she moved away wiping her eyes the adrenaline finally gone.

The spark in her eyes returned, "Ok let's get Drakken!" The blonde almost laughed seeing how his best friend's demeanor could return so easily.

He nodded with her as she ran for the entrance of lair, "Right behind you KP!" He followed right after her being glad she was alive.

…

"Oh my Kimmie…" Ann had her hands covering her mouth in shock…

Sitting across from her daughter Dr. Ann Possible was a little taken back. Not only from the brave tale, but seeing Kim's body nudge when she mentioned her parachute not releasing obviously it was troubling memory for the younger redhead. She couldn't even imagine the terror of free falling to your death as you count the seconds you have left with precious life.

Her father's posture didn't seem too unchanged on the outside, but his insides were in an all out war. The boy he was fuming over saved her from death- like he promised him. Still James was still angry at the blonde…just not so much anymore.

"That still doesn't explain…" His fist weren't applying much pressure, as before and his inner core began to slowly cool.

"…how you and Kimmie started having 'Relations'." Jean still had her hold on her son pinning him down to the couch. Dean continued to look at his son half confused and proud.

"When Kim and I snuck into the base Drakken …" The blonde sighed. He looked away not wanting to see the fire in her eyes and the questionable stare from his father.

"…had set up a trap…" The blanket no longer covered any part of Kimmie. As the story had progressed forward so did the fabric.

…

Running frantically through the lair the teen heroes searched for Dr. Drakken, but was coming up short. Every sliding door opened up to rooms deprived of any humanly contact. Only one room had anything and it was a bed as far as they could tell and nothing else. Little by little their resolve seems to shake, but never dissolve. With the number of doors withering away Kim and Ron came to a final entrance that gave of somewhat of a sick and wrong feeling. Was it a trap? Most likely, did it matter? Not Really.

Pushing aside their doubts Team Possible peered inside the room to find…nothing. Nothing except for the isotope stashed in a container placed in the corner of the room. Ok now this was beyond 10 on the weirdness scale. No guards, no Shego, and no Drakken? Only the object of their goals was present- it was definitely a trap. A weird trap…that worked!

With their backs to the doors and every room searched Kim and Ron didn't expect the next outcome.

"Turn around…"

It was a whisper that barely registering in their minds, but the teens heard it- enough. Turing around for a split second they saw Shego with what appeared to be glowing knife. It radiated the same green cosmic glow she did- Ominous and untrusting.

Caught off guard Shego swung right for Kim in a full fledge motion the look in her eyes dark.

Through the years Kim and Ron had perfect various techniques or styles. Kim was a fighter and occasionally integrator, while Ron was a distraction and runner. And right now Ron's running skills kicked in…for him to push the auburn girl out of the way.

Kim fell back and looked up just in time to see Ron…

Being now in the trajectory of the weapon Shego slashed a big gap clear across his chest. The impact caused the blonde to fall with a gash going straight from his midriff up to his upper abdominal. Immediately Ron could feel the intense burn building in his chest and his mission shirt was cut clean in half. He clutched his torso trying to block out the pain. Kim could only watch her best friend struggle.

…

"…'gasp'…" Jean released her hold on her son with her eyes widen as with the same as Dean. She looked at Ronald's eyes to see he wasn't lying. Shaking a little Jean reached over to the folds or Ronald's shirt and gently lifted it up to see…"Oh my goodness Ronald!" an unpleasant scar.

Ron pulled his shirt back down, "Yea Shego got a good shot on me…" He tried to joke about, but his parents failed to see the humor, "If you think this is bad you should've seen…"

"…what I did to Shego!" A new found rage enveloped the auburn teen as she recalled that moment. She remembered seeing Ron fall to floor and clutching his chest in pain, while Shego stood over him quite pleased with her work.

Both Mr. and Mrs. Possible could see the hurt and rage in Kimberly's eyes.

James Possible's heated rage continued to cool as yet he heard how Ronald Dean Stoppable stepped in and saved his precious Kimmie-cub's life. Taking a nasty cut with what most likely followed with a worse scar.

"So what happened next?" Ann asked already not liking the story.

The guilty auburn haired girl sighed, "Well after what Shego did to Ron I kinda lost it."

Ann raised an eyebrow, "You lost it?"

"Yea I lost it…" Kim answered with a small blush.

…

The trap was simple. Shego takes out the princess and then take out the buffoon. Nothing to it… What she hadn't plan on the blonde intercepting the cut and she really didn't expect to see the fit of rage that possessed Kim right after.

When Drakken had entered the room to check to see if the plan went off with success he was surprised to find Shego lying on the floor beaten with a nasty looking teen hero standing right across from him. Her mission outfit was somewhat torn with traces of a green glow, her gloves were balled up in a fist and her eyes gave off a meaningful look. Kim didn't wait for a response from the blue scientist as she kicked Shego over to him not caring the slightest.

"You have 10 seconds to leave my sight before I do the same thing to you…" Drakken almost froze from the tone of her voice and wondered what made the redhead so angry. He got his answer when his eyes peered over to see the blonde on the floor unconscious with a deep cut across his upper body.

Piecing is all together Drakken quickly picked up Shego and dashed out the room not looking back.

With her immediate rage lowering the auburn girl turned to see Ron and instantly a wave of guilt washed over her. It was her fault! If she had been faster then Ron wouldn't have needed to push her out of harm's way. But instead she wasn't and now Ron had taken a hit for her.

Running over to Ron's side the redhead quickly pulled out her kimmunicator contacting the super genius of their group, "Wade we have an emergency Ron's been hurt bad!" The device shook in her hands as she waited for his response.

"Why what's wrong!" He could tell Kim was frenzy in the moment.

"He's been cut Wade by Shego! She cut him across his chest!" Kim looked over to Ron to find he was still lying on the floor motionless with the blood dripping down his chest slowing.

"Well how bad is it?" He asked calmly as he suppressed the urge to bite his lip.

The redhead almost lost it seeing how relaxed Wade was, "Why does that matter Wade! Just get our ride here already!" She almost put enough pressure on her device for it break.

The super genius looked away from the screen with a sadden expression, "That's the problem Kim your ride won't be able to get you until tomorrow. And I was going to suggest you travel a few miles into a nearby village, but with a fresh new wound Ron shouldn't travel outside in the jungle he could get infected or animals could attack him." He finished with Kim's eyes widen in shock.

"You can't be serious Wade!" The heated auburn hero demanded with her teeth clenched.

"I'm sorry Kim, but my hands are tied."

"But I…" She stammered her words.

"It's alright KP." Ron interrupted trying to get up. He had one knee supporting his body while the other rested his hand. His breathing was slow and some sweat dripped down his head. The wound seemed to have stopped bleeding with dried stains of blood on the floor and on his mission clothes.

Kim almost dropped the device to see her best friend awake.

"Ro-Ron…you're ok…" Kim shook with tears almost flowing down her eyes-almost.

Rubbing the back of his neck Ron gave her a heartwarming smile, "Yea…for once KP I'm glad I have Mystical Monkey Poufffggh!" The blonde didn't even get to finish his sentence as the redhead embraced him an all too powerful hold. Tears fell down her eyes without rest as she ignored the stains of red liquid gashing on her mission outfit.

It didn't matter. What mattered was Ron was alright.

"I thought I 'sniff' lost you." This time Kim didn't care if she sounded weak it didn't matter to her anymore.

Returning the embrace the blonde happily sighed.

…

Ann Possible had to wipe a tear away after hearing how Ron was ok. James Possible was just getting his anger under control the whole time. Now he wasn't so sure if he should really be angry at the boy…but that thought only lasted for a second or two as he remembered the news cast earlier and how that very same boy- Ronald Dean Stoppable.

Spanked his daughter!

His diminished fury returned, "That still doesn't explain…"

"…everything?"

A/N: What? So it's a little dark in this chapter…I promise the romance and explanation will happen in the next chapter.

Till next time

- Yoshi/Johnny