Hey, it's been a while. Anyway, in the last chapter Dean Stoppable croaked and if you got through that one this one will be a piece of cake so you guys who need it won't have to take your meds to make sure you don't have a reaction. Soooo, the body count so far Ron's team: the female GJ agent, Rufus and Dean Stoppable. On Eric's side of this mess, Fuskushima, that sniper Ron decapitated. It's three to two….dang, I think I'm gonna need a spread sheet before this is over. On another note; CB is writing comments again (see Separate Lives), but I can't put them in because it might give even more away than I have already.

Speaking of CB, I want to thank him for all the work he has done with me over the years….I think we are going into our twelfth year since I think we started in 2008. I want to also thank everyone who has read, faved, alerted, followed and or reviewed this. Speaking of reviews this is where I open up some answers so here we go: CB73, yeah dominoes….there will be a body count. Like I said before I might have to start a spread sheet; Verucabeyotch, basic training for a traffic violation? I think your basic training was not for the military it was for discipline. In the military they teach you how to kill people….it's a bit different than teaching you how ot follow the straight and narrow; Jimmy, yeah the evil (Eric) is planning on someone if they don't back off. Remember, Eric/Hans has an ego. They also know that if they mess up Ron's support too much Wade or GJ might start putting two and two together and even Eric's ego would take a back seat to completing the operation.

Guest, AKA Bobtrumpet, hate to tell you Bob, but even non-fictional badasses are in the gray area.

Okay, takes care of that so let's get this show on the road,

ST-103.

The Hunter: Book Two

Chapter 14

The Possible home, Middleton:

"Say WHAT, GF?", Monique Jenkins shrieked over the phone, not quite sure she heard the teen heroine right. And was now seeking clarification of what Kim Possible had just told her.

Kim repeated, more than a little shook up, and more than slightly inebriated (from the drinks James Possible suggested she consume earlier in the evening to ensure she got some sleep). Sighing, "According to Dad, Ron's Dad passed away on the table this morning at the hospital…sigh…I had just spoken with him maybe only an hour before. And, and now he's dead, I feel terrible…Sick."

"GF there is no way this could be your fault…Sooo calm down a little, okay."

"I didn't say it was Moni, its just that Ron knew of my allergic reaction to him, so he left so I could have some time with his Dad without me having the reaction…This sucks! He could have had more time with his Dad and I messed it up for him and now Ron is half orphan.", Kim explained.

"Yeah it does suck, GF. Look you are feeling guilty. And so, it looks like life has taken a dump on your friend, Stoppable. He's a big boy, he can deal with it and at seventeen I doubt if he can take the title of orphan. He said he was an adult in his religion, didn't he?", the fashionista pointed out, yet still not completely over ragging on Ron, someone in her eyes, was still being a jerk, and had said that about being an adult.

"Yeah, when a Jewish male has their Bar Mitzva they are considered an adult. But they have it when they are thirteen…I think it's a historical thing, when you think of it. But how well would any of us handle the loss of a parent…How would you handle that? I know I wouldn't like to face that. I know even my Dad doesn't look forward to Nana passing.", Kim informed her BFF since she had gone to Ron's Bar Mitzva when he was thirteen.

Monique decided she needed to end the way Kim was thinking at the moment, "No one wants to see a relative cross the rainbow bridge, GF. Listen Kim, what I am saying is if Stoppable is a man he should man up, he should put on his big boy pants and do what he needs to do. I know when the chips are down you would."

"And according to Dad he was trying to do that tonight…at least that what Wade was telling him. And with Rufus being gone now…", Kim explained ignoring much of what her girlfriend had just said, "Since Ron has to be the Dad now it might cut into him helping me during missions…I can do them, but Mom and Dad put the kibosh on me doing them alone. Even if he went on them he might not be able to keep his mind in the game."

"Still…"

Although semi-out-of-it, Kim decided on another tact to show the blond goof wasn't such a loser, "Moni, is Brick's University still going to try and recruit Ron for football?"

"I don't know GF, maybe…Brick didn't say anything over break. Why?"

"If they are you might want to cut Ron some slack, if other schools catch wind of your attitude towards Ron, they might use that to knock Colorado State out of Ron's mind when he comes to make a decision. You know, not going where you're wanted and all."

The fashionista thought about for a moment then said, "Okay, I'll lay off for now…at least around people that might talk to him about it."

"That's all I ask 'Nique. Ron deserves a chance to go to college too."

Monique knew she wasn't going to win this battle with her friend. "So, how did your date with your hunk go tonight?", the African-American teen inquired deciding that talking about Ron Stoppable's problems might cause her some sleeplessness too and she really didn't want that. His problems were his problems.

"Eric is so gentlemanly Moni, I'm sure he's the one. Our babies will be sooooo cute."

Monique inquired, "I'm sure they will be GF. Did you guys do it yet?"

"Moni! Uh, no, we haven't. I think we'll wait till the end of the school year."

And you guys are gonna room together in England like Brick and I are gonna cohabitate next year?"

"Yeah and we are gonna know each other in the biblical way. We talked about it and we agreed that it was the right thing to do considering how we feel towards each other Moni."

"Good! And your rents are fine with this, Kim?", Monique asked to be sure that Ron Stoppable was out of her system romantically.

"Yeah. Anyway, there isn't much they can do after I turn eighteen and graduate, Monique. I respect them, but they can't shut off my funds for college cause Eric's rents are footing our college expenses. Anyway, I'll shut down the missions until after I graduate…At least till I finish college. Ron and I might be able to start back up later if things work out. I'm sure he'll be up to it.", Kim paused, then sighed again before continuing. She knew that she had to convey this to Ron and had come to the decision after a long talk with Eric before the end of the fall semester. He had told her just how much effort she would have to donate to college in England and she thought about it before deciding. James had an idea and so did Anne, but neither Wade nor Ron had been brought into the discussion yet. Kim had told Ron she was going to England to study, but not the details.

"Anyway, Eric's 'rents are so excited for us…as a matter of fact so am I. I feel that once high school is over it will be time for me to be an adult…a woman, you know?"

"So, you were finally able to speak with them, uh Eric's 'rents, GF? What are they like?", Monique asked as she thought, 'GF you already are, but your ex is too much a gentleman to tell anyone about that night in Denver…he's still a jerk though. And I have the perfect excuse if you come down on me since that friggin' goofup made me promise to keep my mouth shut.' (AN…And the fashionista had no idea who came to rescue her and Kim on that island.)

"No, but that's what Eric said. I'll be able to go over there for a couple of weeks right after graduation, meet them and then come back and start my packing. Then go right back over to settle in. We have to decide on an apartment and then move in, you know.", Kim replied.

Monique smiled to herself thinking that Kim likes her had a match made in heaven, "Well, I suppose there is always time to talk to Stoppable and Load. Since you guys will be living in England, you'll be able to visit Eric's 'rents on the weekends."

"Maybe looong weekends. We both know that we are going to have to study very hard. We won't have a lot of time to go sightseeing.", Kim lamented, "At least for a year or two."

"Yeah, but that gives you all summer and some time over Christmas.", Monique pointed out.

"Yeah, it does. Wanna go to the mall tomorrow?", Kim asked.

"Need something to wear for the funeral Kim?"

"Yea, but if I go, I'll have to stay in the back. I won't be able to get close to Ron to talk to him…Anyway, I do have something to wear to it, something conservative and dark…I guess I just need to take my mind off of this."

Monique agreed, "Yes, you do. Stoppable has all his new friends that will be there, so he may not even miss you…If, you know, don't show up. If he asks about it you could tell him you were uncomfortable."

"Yeah, I suppose. I could at least get a card.", the red head would sure be surprised if her new boyfriend wanted to attend and he'd suggest that they do something different to spare her feelings, Kim also knew if she didn't go to the funeral both of her 'rents would not let her hear the end of it and her Dad might suggest going as a family.

"Maybe that's all friends need to do for each other.", Monique offered to her friend, although she knew the advice from her on this was false and Kim would probably never forgive herself a year or two down the road as she thought, 'It's sometimes better to ask for forgiveness than permission. And I'll be able to talk to her later and get her over this.'

"Well before I make a decision, I need to speak with Eric about this and it can wait until tomorrow."

"Now you're thinking girl."

XXX

Middleton airport:

The large private jet pulled up to where it was scheduled to park and then shutdown it's engines. Josh asked, "I wonder just how dark Bonnie is going to be?"

They noticed service trucks coming out to the plane. A service person attached a large hose to the airplane and walked back to his truck and flipped a couple of controls.

The normally bubbly blonde replied, "We have to tell her, 'B' thinks she owes Ron."

"I know and her boyfriend is one of Kim and Ron's foes too."

A huge man in a dark suit who was obviously packing heat came up to the couple, "Miss King…"

"Yes, and this is my boyfriend, Josh Mankey."

He nodded, "Amos Wackerby, Security. May I see your IDs, please before I let you out to the meeting room?"

Both teens pulled their wallets out, Josh from a pants pocket, Tara from her purse, and handed them over to 'Amos'. He scanned them then nodded, "Please follow me. I will escort you to where you can meet Miss Rockwaller. Mister Senior will not be deplaning and will wait on the plane to refuel before heading back."

"Miss?", Josh snorted. The gorilla of a man gazed at the artist, so Josh said, "I've dated Bonnie, so I know what she's like."

"Understood Sir, but I am a peon, so I have to be politically correct."

They quickly walked to a room maybe twenty-five feet square and a couple of minutes later a heavily-tanned and sunglass wearing brunette walked in followed by three men carrying her luggage. Tara walked over to her childhood friend and gave her a hug. "Welcome back to winter Bonnie, you have a great tan."

Bonnie laughed lightly and removed the shades, and unbuttoned her coat, "That's what being in the warm sun on an island for a month will do for you 'T', now how have things be going in this frozen hellhole?"

The three men followed the teens as they headed for the exit. Bonnie asked, "How's Stoppable's parents?"

Tara frowned as she wanted to get to a more comfortable setting before getting to the topic, "Mister Stoppable passed this morning. Ron went back up the hospital to see his Mom, she's still in a coma…"

"Wait a minute, go back there. I'm tired not stupid. You said passed, like in dying passed?"

Sighing, "Yeah.", Josh cut in.

Bonnie held up her hand, "Just a minute…I have to sit for a second, this is too much."

The brunette made for a chair and quickly plopped down in it, "Ron Stoppable's…Dad died…today?"

Tara came over to stand by her friend, "Yeah, this morning. Josh was babysitting his Sister while Ron was on the phone starting to make arrangements."

"Who's with Stoppable now?"

"Ron went back up the hospital, Justine and Big Mike are at his place with his Sister.", Josh explained.

"I should go…"

Tara put her hands on her hips, "Right now, you need to get home first and check in with your parents."

"Yeah, maybe I should…Do my Mom and Dad know about this?"

Tara shrugged, "I don't know, everything happened so fast. The story about the accident was just in tonight's paper."

"Okay, I'll break the news to them if they don't know…I hope they're home tonight.", Bonnie muttered as she steeled her herself.

Once they got to the exit Josh announced, "It's still snowing, let me bring the van around. It's a lot warmer in here than it is outside and I don't think Bonnie is acclimated to the cold yet."

X

Five minutes later:

The bags were loaded into the van and the girls were both fastened in. Josh was just buckling up and he muttered, "Bonnie, do you know who is going to have to carry all those into your house?"

"Of course, Josh. Tara has volunteered you…unless your knee is bothering you, that is.", the teal-eyed Queen 'B' of Middleton High responded.

Sigh, "No it's fine, but you are carrying your stuff up to your room. I'm a kept man now and don't need any distractions."

Tara pouted with pleading eyes, "We can help…"

"Nonsense 'T', your boytoy is taking Karate and he is beginning to buff out just a bit. A little exercise won't hurt him too much."

Groan, "Oh alright, but there has to be eight hundred pounds there…at least we'll have good traction tonight. And Tara, I might need a backrub when this is over.", Josh pleaded.

Bonnie frowned and looked outside and could see the snow coming down, "If it wasn't for school, I'd back over to the island. This weather sucks."

Tara frowned, "I agree about the weather, and I'll get into my bank account and withdraw some money for a dressier coat, my old one fit me back in ninth grade, but I've grown a little since then. So, I need a new, warm one, anyway and will probably need it for college as well. I just hope I don't get my assets more enhanced for quite a few years."

Josh rolled his eyes as Bonnie laughed, "You always had a nice rack Tara, Josh will be happy some time."

The artist put the van in drive and slowly pulled out onto the icy road. Even though this was an all-wheel drive version he decided to play cautious since the roads were slippery and there was no way he was going to get into an accident with two cheerleaders on board.

Tara cooed at her boyfriend, "Josh, you are so good to us."

"Thanks Tara. Do you want stop and get some coffee after we drop Bonnie off?"

Bonnie answered, "Why don't we go to a donut shop before you take me home, I'll buy. Uh, you don't have a curfew tonight, do you?"

The bubbly cheerleader replied to her friend, "Yeah, but it's midnight and as long as we ask permission and our 'rents know where we are, they'll be lenient. I'll call Mom and Dad to let them know we're taking you home and that we might be late."

As Josh carefully navigated the snow and ice-packed streets, Tara called home. Moments later she announced, "Mom knows we might be out late and she's going to notify your Mom and Dad, Josh."

"Okay, but call my parents too Tara, tell them we're getting Bonnie something to eat before we take her home.", Josh asked, "And of course, you too. You were at the hospital working and I know what Hanna was like when she got to me."

A tired giggle, "After a morning with her I'm not sure I want kids.", Tara's smile showed the day's wear on her.

Josh chuckled at the state his girlfriend was in, "Ron advised me tonight not to give his sister grape juice. It has too much sugar for her. He also said something about her running on the ceiling, but I'm not sure what he meant."

"I caught her running on the walls, and I was just turned around for a moment, but I can guess she actually can do that.", the blue eyed blonde sighed, "I don't know how the Stoppables can stay with her."

Bonnie frowned having heard stories from Kim before the red head lost most of her memories, "I remember 'K' telling a few things, but I thought it was just exaggeration."

Josh chuckled as he kept looking at the street, through his windshield, "After taking care of that kid for a little while I'll believe just about anything now concerning her."

X

After about forty minutes Josh pulled in to a parking lot of a coffee shop, and as he parked the van, "Okay, here is where a lot of the football players go on the weekends to hang out. The food is pretty good."

The three teens undid their coats as they entered. The place was mostly empty so they looked for one they would like when they noticed some people at the far end.

One of the males looked their way and motioned them over.

Tara walked up to the booth with six people in it. "Hi guys, we'll sit here.", the platinum blonde told the 'other' red head from the cheer squad.

Walking up behind Tara, with Bonnie in tow, Josh said to those in the booth, "You heard about Stoppable's Dad?"

Tank Woodson muttered, "If Ron didn't have bad luck, he wouldn't have any. Dave mentioned he went back up to the hospital."

"Yeah, he did."

Liz smiled at her cheer bud, "You look brown, B."

"Plenty of rays and warm weather off the coast of Spain, I think I wanna live there for the rest of my life.", the brunette chortled.

"You have to spend four years in college.", Liz told her friend.

"Maybe, but I really don't have to unless I want to. Junior and his Dad are loaded. They made the ninety-nine million that Stoppable had look like chicken feed.", Bonnie revealed. (Of course, neither Bonnie, Tara, nor even Ron knew that was just the first check…AN)

Tara then asked, "Why didn't your boyfriend get off the plane, B?"

"He wasn't sure he wouldn't be arrested; Junior is a wanted felon in some countries.", Bonnie explained.

Liz frowned, "You're dating a criminal?"

"It's just a hobby, I'm trying to convince them to take up another hobby."

Not to be deterred, Liz pointed out, "Don't pilots have to get so much rest every day?"

"Yeah, but there was another crew on board. They are fine and should be in the air in a few minutes."

XXX

Hans raised his glass, "To the loser's old man. May his wife join him soon because we know his loser kid will and then the whole family will be together."

"To the old man.", came the inebriated refrain then one of them asked, "What about their daughter? We could take her with us as spoils of war, you know."

Hans chuckled, "She is a pawn John, so who really cares?"

Etherton explained, "We are trying to make money and if we had a little girl to sell off to the highest bidder…"

"NO! Nein!", Otto's eyes hardened as he handed his nephew a beir. "Leave children out of this! No child slavery, at all. I will not be part of that. Now…the rest of this is working out quite well, Hans. An accident at the hospital that did not involve one of our assets. We are still covered. No one even knows we are active right under Global Justice's noses."

One of the other henchmen laughed, "And we want it to stay that way until we off the idiot kid and get out of here before they even know what happened."

Otto raised his glass while he again muttered the warning, "Without the girl. Remember that. I would get annoyed and you do not want me annoyed. It would be a mistake that you wouldn't make a second time."

"Of course, I am sure this was just someone's mind wondering how we can make a little more money.", Hans laughed as he wondered why his uncle drew a line where Hanna Stoppable was concerned. And he knew he had to check with the oldest man in the group who had been a security operative when he was much younger.

"For more money I suggest again that we use our machine to see what is in your girlfriend's father's head. We could sell any useful data that Doctor Possible has in there and we could end up with a larger payoff from that than we'll have from the girl's foes.", Otto took another sip.

"Why do you care so much about a child as opposed to a teen girl?", Etherton inquired.

"Said teen girl is a heroine who has made enemies. She is NOT an innocent therefore neither is her father, there is no way a child can make enemies. She is too young.", Otto explained.

"And the boy we are targeting?", another one asked.

"He is no innocent either…He has gotten involved along with the red head. AND for this all to work someone has to make a sacrifice and his family has volunteered to do so.", Otto chortled a little. "You know the girl is going to want to go to the funeral, so what are your plans, Nephew?"

Hans set his glass down, "I am torn. There are advantages to being the supportive boyfriend…and then later play on her damaged feelings which would be the perpetrator of hurting the boy further."

"Well, maybe promise to take the red head and then get her to leave early before she can view the body, or say anything to the boy.", Otto suggested, "That way you can have the best of both worlds."

"Great idea Uncle. Have you heard anything more about Martin Smarty and his disdain over the boy? Eventually you know people are going to start prying."

"Nothing so far Hans, but hopefully we will be gone when that boomerang comes back."

"True, I am working on a plan but it might involve a body count, Uncle. Also, the boy's entrance exams scores might be coming in."

"I am working on that; the assistant principal of the school might be pliable to ensure the kid does not graduate this year. While I think of it, I think it's time to turn up the heat. I need to make a phone call."

XXX

"Well goodnight GF. I hope the booze doesn't wear off till the morning.", the fashionista laughed a little.

"It should help you to sleep, Kim…"

"Dad said I could go down for another, but I don't want to get used to this.", the heroine sighed, "So, sweet dreams."

"You too GF.", Monique responded as she disconnected.

XXX

The former running back sat in the darkened room while he watched his Mother. The door opened and Doctor Swashplate entered.

The sidekick greeted asked in a lowered voice that was wayyyy too calm for the Doctor's point of view, "Hey Doc, how are you doing?"

"Myself, not bad. I have the preliminary autopsy report about your Father. I haven't read it thoroughly and we do not have the labs back yet, but it looks as if the mass that they were taking a biopsy from might have had a blood vessel in the wrong place and it was weakened. So far it looks as if this blood vessel was about to burst inside the mass. We would have lost Dean anyway from where it was located although I am sending the reports off to experts in different locations to make sure. We are going to go deep and make sure on this. One thing you should know…The mass was a tumor and we should know in a few days if it was cancerous."

Sighing heavily, "I understand. What you are saying is Dad might have had this happen on his own…if the blood vessel hadn't held or it was indeed cancer."

"And if he had, he could have had all this happen in front of your Mother or Sister, even if it wasn't cancer. If we had found it when we were inside, we could have fixed it well enough Ronald. I am sorry about all this. People don't come into hospital to die, but to get better. Sure, it happens, but our record is very good…it's just…"

"Someone has to slip through the cracks, nothing is perfect as one of my Japanese instructors once told me. We strive for perfection…But it is elusive for us mortals."

"An interesting view on life, Ronald, but now, I must excuse myself because of other matters I must attend to. I am sorry for bringing this news to you, but I thought you deserved to know."

"Thanks again Doc. I called my Dad's insurance guy, my Rabbi and an undertaker…It's ah, a lot you know. I'll get through this, but it's going to take a while. I'll hold it until Mom can take over."

XXX

Denver:

"Hello James, how are the kids?"

"They seem to be fine Annie, the meals that Eric's chef has been coming up with are quite good. I might have put on a few pounds. So, tomorrow I am going to the gym at the Center for lunch. I might have to make a habit of it.", the rocket scientist told his surgeon wife.

"You could always go out for a walk after you get home Jimmy, the fresh air would do you good.", Anne suggested.

"Maybe I will and the boys would love to come with me…I don't think that they are getting much exercise at the moment."

"Make them shovel the driveway and while they're at it they can do the Stoppable's as well."

"Now that you mentioned it, there has been a problem with the Stoppables.", James began.

"A problem, Jimmy? What is going on? I haven't heard anything."

"Dean passed away this morning at the hospital, Annie. On top of everything, Ronald is now planning a funeral for his Father.", James informed his wife.

"I knew he was getting a procedure today, but nothing life-threatening."

"It might not have been, but it was. Kimmie spoke with Dean before he went in for the biopsy. Something happened after they had him under."

"Okay honey, there is nothing we can do but look to see what happened, I'll call Geoff tomorrow.", Anne told her husband, "But they might not tell me anything especially since our families are so close."

"I understand Annie, but I thought you might want to know…"

"I certainly want to know about this. But, have you heard anything about Barb?"

"According to Ronald, she is still in a coma, but they hope she will come around soon.", the rocket scientist responded.

"I hope so too Jimmy. I don't know how Ronald is going to handle the stress. He is much too young for this."

"Honey, we will give him the support, but we can't force it on him…he knows we're only a phone call away."

XXX

The Rockwaller home:

"Yes?", Clara Rockwaller asked as she picked up the phone.

"Is Mister Rockwaller there please, it is 'Otto'.", the voice identified himself.

"Jacob, for you.", Clara called out to her husband.

The patriarch of the Rockwaller home took the receiver from his wife with questioning eyes.

She hadn't released the phone yet and put her hand over the mouthpiece and said lowly, "Someone named 'Otto'."

With a frown Jacob answered the phone, "Jacob Rockwaller, how may I help you?"

"Meet me at Shamrock's Bar in thirty minutes…Don't be late.", the voice warned.

"I'm waiting for my daughter to get home…"

"I don't care. I need you to do us a little favor…And don't be late."

After the phone call was disconnected Jacob told his wife, "I have to go, it's important."

"But Bonnie…"

"She called earlier, and she has a ride with Tara and Josh. He has an all-wheel drive vehicle so they should be fine. I'll be home when I can.", Jacob then kissed Clara on the cheek and hurried to get his coat and quickly left.

X

The older American saw the older German, who led him over to the secluded booth. "Please have a seat Mister Rockwaller, there are a few things that we need to accomplish.", Otto instructed.

"Such as?", Jacob inquired as a waitress brought two bottles of beer and glasses.

"I understand that you have connections within the high school…Am I correct in that assumption?"

"I have some influence, Otto. Why?"

"I wish to sway someone in the school management to change the class schedule and locker assignments for a student.", he simply told the American.

"Well maybe I can do that. Who are you thinking about?"

"Ronald Stoppable. I do not want him in the same hall as Miss Possible at any time…"

"I…I don't know if I can do this…it is close to class beginning again…"

"I have heard a rumor that Doctor Possible wants his pretty baby to be away from the big bad buffoon and the good Doctor has already gotten hold of your Mister Barkin to make this happen…I just want to help the doctor out."

"So, you want to do Doctor Possible a favor?", Jacob asked.

"Yes, friends of friends, you know. Also, I would like for you to do something else which you should find agreeable and would make the favor actually work out for you.", Otto hinted.

Jacob picked up his drink and took a sip, "So, what is this extra favor, Otto?"

"You understand that you need some 'talented' players for your football team next fall…All I want is to give you the opportunity to win again."

"And how would I do that, Otto?"

"By making Mister Stoppable be held back so that he doesn't graduate. Doctor Possible wanted that, from what I hear…and it would also benefit your interests as well as I understand."

"That would be difficult to do, the kid is a senior…records would have to be changed…probably from a couple years back…to come out of the blue like this, the boy is being recruited. I don't know if we can get ahead of this."

"But you have the resources, do you not?", Otto asked as he sipped his beer.

"Like I said before, things could happen to your wife, your daughter…cheerleading could lead to falls if you aren't careful.", Otto suggested.

"I have to make a call to see if we can do this.", Jacob asked knowing to do this he was going to have to get a hold of Barkin right away.

"Please do so, and just so you understand…your family's safety rests on this.", Otto added pressure.

Jacob frowned and pulled his flip phone out and punched in a number. "Steve?", he asked then said, "Jacob Rockwaller here."

"Yes, Mister Rockwaller, what can I do for you?"

"I could use a favor, two actually, but the second would be beneficial to Middleton High if we can pull it off."

"Go on Sir."

"Yes, I have been informed that Doctor Possible has asked that Stoppable be pulled out of any of his daughter's classes. Is that so?"

"Um, yes sir, Doctor Possible asked me last summer…"

"Good, if possible, I want that to happen…as a favor."

"Very well, but I will have to move Stoppable around in classes and I may not be able to put him in the same level."

"Could you put him in more advanced classes then, Steve?"

"Stoppable may not be able to pass those Sir, he would then fail and, and…oh, and what was the other thing you wanted."

Jacob took a breath, "Yes, he would fail and if he failed then he would be held back a year. Would this cause us any trouble?"

"Sir, I could arrange things, but it might cost some money."

"Only money?", Rockwaller inquired.

"Maybe some intimidation as well…"

Sighing, "Make it so and move his locker. I do not want him to come near the Possible girl during school at all. That includes lunch period."

"Yes sir, I will have to go into school and work out the new schedule for him. Do you have anything else for me?"

"Can you fudge things so that Stoppable can play football next fall, Steve?"

"I will have to change some grades and add a note that we just found the discrepancies and file all the changes. You understand the Principal and the School Board will want explanations on how this happened. It might cost some of our staff their jobs at least until their unions come to their defense.", Barkin explained.

"I understand…oh and to let you know I am stepping down as the Chairman of the Boosters. We are going to have an election next month. This will be a gift to my replacement.", Jacob stated, "Good night Steve and there will be a little extra in your envelope this month."

Otto watched as the man across from him shut off his phone.

The Head of the Middleton Boosters then said, "We will be able to do this Otto, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Have another beer on me Jacob, my friends are in your debt…And relax, your family is safe."

Otto raised his hand to signal the waitress to return.

XXX

Ron pushed the button to close the garage door as he entered the door to the house. He found Mike Little sitting on the sofa, reading a book while Justine was reading some science periodical. With a lowered voice the former running back asked, "How did Hanna do tonight guys?"

The brain girl replied, "Your Sister was riding Mike like he was a pony all around the house. They wore me out."

"Thanks…"

Mike told his ole D-Hall buddy, "We did what friends would do, Ron. Guys that played together with the Mad Dogs are brothers. You have a lot of guys who will help you."

"T…thanks."

Justine informed Ron, "With your D…dad being gone you're going to need some help with taking care of your Sister and studying. I'll get some of the brainiacs to help too since Possible won't be able to help out."

"Huh?"

"We know she has an allergy to you and probably won't be able to tutor you from now on."

"Oh, well it's been a while since Kim has helped me out, you know…"

"How long?"

"Since she started hanging out with the Limey.", Ron chuckled.

"Limey?"

"Eric, her current boyfriend."

The genius snorted, "Like that is going to last forever. Then she'll be crawling all over you and your Tech guy will find a cure and then you guys will be back to normal."

"Justine, please, sigh, listen Kim is my friend. My friend since pre-k. She doesn't remember what we had earlier this year…and maybe it's for the best. I am not going to pursue her and after graduation. I'm getting the hell out of Dodge. With Dad gone now, Mom might decide to take that promotion and go to Norway that she's always been talking about."

"Sure…"

"Listen, Kim and Eric are going to college together, his family is making the arrangements for over in England or someplace. I hope she and Eric have a long and happy life together.", Ron half-smiled while telling her this.

"Eric is a bad guy Ron.", Mike said as he flipped a page in the book.

"Mike, this isn't my call, anyway Kim can date and marry anyone she wants as long as it ain't me. After school is over, I am moving out of this burg to find work and maybe get into night school somewhere. Listen guys, thanks for coming over, but it's getting late and I think I am running on emotional fumes."

"Do you want us to come over tomorrow to babysit your Sister?", Justine asked.

"No, don't. I'll take her to the hospital daycare when I go up to see Mom. I have a lot of stuff to get done over the next few days."

Justine smiled evilly as she got up, "If you get out of the house before people come over that is."

X

After the teens left Ron climbed the stairs to check on his Sister. Seeing her sleeping peacefully, he went downstairs and took a quick shower, then came back up and threw a pillow and blanket on the couch and flopped down. He muttered to himself, 'Dad, I hope I'm up for this.'

XXXXX

Well, like I said no more bodies in this chapter.

Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable, Liz, Tara, Josh, Felix, Big Mike, Justine and all the other 'canon' characters in the show 'Kim Possible' belong to Bob, Mark and the Disney Corporation and not myself nor CajunBear 73, we just work on this hobby to have some fun and get people that need it to take their meds.

We'll see ya down the road,

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