{A/N: I know the last chapter didn't really have any family activities to fit the title, but I thought it turned out well anyway.}
*9.) Reunion*
Kim actually had work that afternoon, and was grateful that Rayne was more than willing to watch Elizabeth for her. Not even a handful of days back together, and that only being official the last one or so, and it was almost like they'd never been apart. They headed back to the redhead's apartment, where the pale woman turned on the basic cable Kim had - there was actually a decent action movie playing right then - while the younger woman dressed in her Tai Chi Latte Café uniform. The young mother surprised her new-yet-old girlfriend by giving her a kiss in the cheek before she headed out the door. That left the older woman with a dazed but happy expression that lasted a good while.
Rayne was still awake when Kim came in from work; Stephanie had given her a ride both ways as they actually worked the same shift (an accident on their boss's part). The raven-haired woman looked up from the book she'd been reading when the door opened and watched as redhead came in, obviously worn out. She got off the couch and walked over to her, pulling the shorter woman into a gentle hug. Though surprised by the action, Kim happily returned the hug even as she reveled in the comfort she received from it.
"Hard day?" Rayne asked after they'd both pulled back a bit.
"A little, yeah," Kim replied, even her smile looking tired.
"Then get your shoes off and go sit on the couch," her girlfriend stated firmly. "I'm sure you ate something at work, but I'll put something light together for you. Nothing too much, but probably more than you had for 'supper.'"
"Thanks, Rayne," the redhead acquiesced without protest. She HAD been on her feet for six hours, not counting the half-hour lunch break she'd had. She slipped out of her shoes and practically dropped onto her couch; work had been more intense than usual this time - much more intense. She was startled when a sandwich on a plate appeared in front of her face.
"Mesquite turkey, lettuce, garlic mayo, salted tomatoes, and some sweet banana peppers," Rayne said after her girlfriend had taken the plate. She came around and sat next to the other woman, a similar sandwich on her own plate. "Filling yet light."
"Sounds great," the redhead commented. "And healthier than what I've been eating, though I try to eat as healthy as I could afford."
"No lecture from me, Princess," was the response. "But now you can eat as healthy as you want, which better damn well be exceptionally healthy."
"Deal," she agreed, laughing. Taking a bite from her sandwich, she moaned in delight as the flavors filled her mouth.
"So what happened at the café?" Rayne asked as she ate her own sandwich.
"It was just a lot busier than normal," Kim explained, "so I made quite a bit with tips. I also put in my notice; the owner said I could go after just a week if I needed to, though he wouldn't mind if I stayed the whole two weeks."
"Sounds like a good man," the pale woman said. "He wasn't mad or upset that you're quitting?"
"Not at all. I did tell him that I was moving in with an ex-girlfriend who I was dating again, and she had offered to help me out."
"Really? You said that?" Rayne was a bit incredulous of that.
"Well yeah," the redhead replied. "It's the truth. Of course, I also told him she was someone I trusted with my heart, and that she had convinced me to go to college. He's a very understanding and kind man."
"You are impossible," the pale woman said, shaking her head.
"No, I'm KIM Possible," she corrected, earning a bop to her head. "Oh, and Stephanie had a weird table."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Hell if I know," her girlfriend said with a shrug. "She had to serve some guy who wanted to order Mexican or something."
"That isn't offered by your work," Rayne pointed out.
"His girlfriend has to be a saint or something for putting up with him," Kim said by way of agreement.
"You mean there's someone who willingly tolerates an idiot like that?"
"Apparently."
Rayne didn't leave after they'd eaten; she didn't really want to, and Kim had held her hand after the plates were tended to. There was a difference to the grip this time, though, as the redhead led the way to the bedroom. The plasma thrower could sense the difference, and felt her heart start racing. Like Kim, she hadn't really been celibate the last two years, but neither had she thrown herself out there. The older woman swallowed a bit hard, feeling nervous about what seemed to be going on. It was confirmed when Kim turned around and the hesitant but visible desire was seen in her eyes.
"Are you sure about this, Kimmie?" Rayne quietly asked.
"We'll have to keep it quiet since our Little Princess is just over there and the walls aren't much thicker than cardboard," Kim replied in a husky voice laced with lust and love; a shiver of desire shuddered its way down the taller woman's spine. She didn't reply with words; instead, she pulled the redhead against her and placed a passionate kiss on her cherry-flavored lips. Kim moaned at the intensity of the kiss, giving Rayne a chance to add her tongue to the kiss, which almost made her lover collapse. 'It's been too long,' was the thought that crossed both women's minds right then. They had both experienced passionate sex before, while they were apart, but nothing during their period of separation even came close to the nerve-tingling, breath-stealing, mind-exploding electricity crackling between the two of them.
They had to break apart in order to breathe, which gave Kim a chance to say, "God . . . I've missed . . . that . . . so much."
"Why did . . . I ever . . . leave you . . . Princess?" Rayne asked, panting with desire.
"Hell . . . if I . . . know," the redhead responded, before she moved in for another kiss. Rayne's hands reached around her hips to grab her ass, making her groan into the older woman's mouth. Her own hands slipped underneath the black tee the plasma thrower was wearing and went up the other woman's sides, her thumbs brushing against the bottom swell of the full breasts. Rayne groaned at the electric surge that shot from the point of contact down to her core, and moved her kissing from her redhead's mouth down to where her neck and shoulder met. It wasn't too long before clothes had been tossed all over the room and they were naked on Kim's bed.
Kim had a pillow pulled onto her face and was biting her lip in partially successful attempts to muffle the sounds of her passion. Rayne's own sounds were muffled because her head was between the redhead's thighs, where she was feasting on the younger woman's sex; one of her hands was busy with a breast, pinching and teasing a nipple, while the other was going in and out of the redhead and sending short low-power bursts of plasma out. And idea occurred to the green-tinted woman and, without stopping her actions below the waist, she swung herself around so she was straddling Kim's head (she incidentally knocked the pillow away in the process). Now the redhead had a way to muffle her noises that was mutually pleasurable for both women.
It was a struggle to keep things quiet enough to at least not awaken Elizabeth.
TLP
When Kim woke up that morning to get ready for work at SmartyMart, she found herself pleasantly exhausted. A look in the mirror showed a Cheshire cat grin on her face that wouldn't leave no matter what. Shrugging, she got ready for work and left, making sure to leave a note for her lover (which also asked the older woman to pick her up around one in the afternoon). When she got to the store, she let her boss know she was putting in her two weeks notice, and explained the situation to him in the same way she'd done with her other boss. He did express regret at her leaving, but was happy that she was moving forward with her life.
Her exceptionally good mood actually made the day go by fast, and before she knew it her shift was almost over. She wasn't paying much attention to the customers coming through her lane until she asked her last one if they'd found everything they needed.
"Kim?!" was the startled exclamation that drew her attention. Her gaze snapped up and over, and was followed by her jaw dropping open and her eyes going wide.
"Ron?" she whispered in shock. Then she caught of the person with the blond. "Yori?" Fortunately for her, Kim's hands had kept going on automatic so she was able to finish ringing up the groceries and total them while her brain was in shock. She snapped out of it before the other two could, and finished checking them out. Before Ron could say anything, she held up a hand and said, "My shift ends in a couple of minutes. I'll explain things-"
She didn't get to finish as right then Rayne came into SmartyMart and called out, "Hey, Princess. Stephanie got called in so I brought the Little Princess with me." Her words drew everyone's attention to her at the same instant she caught sight of who was with Kim.
"Stoppable?!" she said in disbelief.
"Shego?!" he said at the exact same instant. Then he saw the baby in her arms. A baby that looked very, very much like Kim.
Kim had gone to change into the clothes Rayne had brought for her, while said woman was standing outside SmartyMart, holding Kim's daughter in her arms - and waiting with her were Ron and Yori. Yori was alternating between wondering how the redhead had a child and how adorable the child was, while Ron was glaring at the pale woman. He'd have tried to go after her, since he blamed her for Kim's depression (and indirectly her disappearance), but hadn't because Yori wouldn't let him, Shego was holding Kim's daughter, and he also didn't know how Kim would react to that. So he had to settle for glaring at the pale-skinned plasma thrower. Rayne, for her part, didn't really care what the blond thought of her; only what Kim thought really mattered to her, and she already knew what her Princess thought of her.
Kim walked out the door just then, and immediately picked up on tension between everyone. Ron's expression said it all, so she decided to nip that in the bud right away.
"If you try to hurt my girlfriend, Ron, especially when she's holding my daughter, I'll kick your ass before Yori could blink once," the redhead growled in a low yet danger-laced tone.
"But Kim-" he tried to protest, but she cut him off.
"That's your only warning, Stoppable," she added, the use of his last name - in the same manner as Shego - got his attention. He looked over at her, his expression a mixture of shock, hurt, confusion, and anger.
"Perhaps we might get some tea," Yori suggested in an attempt to defuse the tension, "and then let Kim-san explain what has happened."
"Good idea," Rayne agreed, causing Ron to glare at her - until Kim's palm was introduced to his face. His head snapped to the side from the blow, before slowly coming back to bring his shocked gaze to Kim.
"Stop glaring at Rayne, or get out of here, Ron," she said. "Now. We're going to get some tea, we're going to sit down while having it, and YOU will keep your mouth shut and your glares to yourself while I explain everything that led up to my disappearance."
TLP
Naturally, they went to the Tai Chi Latte Café for their tea. Kim and Rayne ordered some Thai food with their tea; the pale woman refused to pay for the tea (or food) for the other two, and Kim didn't try to make her. Once everyone had gotten everything, Kim gave a condensed explanation of the events leading up to her disappearing - from Shego's own mysterious disappearance two years ago up to the last few days. It took over two hours for even Kim's abridged explanation, so there were a few refills of tea, along with dinner.
Ron and Yori were stunned speechless by the account, and couldn't speak once the redhead was finished. It was really hard for Ron to accept, that his best friend since Pre-K had kept all of that from him. Especially getting raped and not telling the police. Kim had made sure to thoroughly explain her reasoning on that, even though she did agree - in hindsight - that she should've just reported Mankey and the rape anyway. Sure, there would've been negative backlash, but there also would've been positive support.
"Don't give her a hard time," Rayne said into the silence. "She wasn't in a good state of mind back then, and understandably panicked. She's had a lot of time to think on things, so getting on her case won't help."
"Why did you go after her, Shego-san?" Yori asked, knowing her boyfriend was still processing everything.
"Rayne, please," the pale woman insisted. "I went looking for her because, once I'd found myself and got a legal life set up, I realized just how badly I'd wronged her. I hadn't really realized just what disappearing on her had done to her, because back then I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact of loving another woman, or her loving me." She shook her head a bit, then handed Elizabeth to Kim when the four month old began fussing.
"Dinner time for the Little Princess, Princess," Rayne commented.
"Ha ha, Rayne," Kim replied dryly as she stood up and carried her daughter to the ladies' room.
"Where's she going?" Ron asked, snapping out of his mental meanderings.
"Elizabeth is hungry, Stoppable," the pale woman said, rolling her eyes.
"So?" he countered, his confusion evident. Smiling slightly at her boyfriend, Yori leaned over and whispered into his ear. Rayne smirked as the blond's face reddened at what he'd been told.
"So what now?" she asked the other two. "You found Kimmie, you found me. What's the next step?"
"Pounding Mankey's ass until it's under the grass," Ron growled, earning a raised eyebrow of respect from the plasma thrower; that was something she hadn't expected from the sidekick.
"As much as we might desire to do so," Yori put in, "doing so is the wrong course of action, no matter if it is justified."
"I have to agree with the ninja chick on this," Rayne reluctantly admitted. "As much as I want to burn his dick off as slowly and as painfully as possible, I've given up villainy. And Pumpkin would have my ass for it."
"So we do nothing?" Ron asked, shocked.
"Hell no," the pale woman said. "We pursue the legal courses of action. And get my mom involved."
"You have a mom?" the blond asked incredulously. Yori sighed, and Rayne face palmed.
"Yes, Buffoon, I have a mom," she replied. "And a dad, too. And if you thought I was bad news when I was evil . . . Well, let me just say that's how my mom is on a GOOD day." The other two shuddered at the mental image that produced.
"I think our next step should be to go back to Middleton and tell Kim's mom that we found her," Ron said. "And that's all we'll say, other than that she's fine and will be by in a couple of weeks."
"I'll get Kimmie to call her between now and then," the pale woman promised. "I've got a way to make untraceable calls that not even Nerdlinger can track. And I'll call my mom to get the ball rolling on that bastard's just desserts."
"What's this about desserts?" Kim asked as she returned.
"We were just about to order some, Kim-san," Yori answered, smiling.
"Spankin'!"
{E/N: And another good chapter, if I do say so myself. Next we'll have some more KiGo moments, Shego will talk to her mom as well as make a visit to Go Tower.}