Hey good to be back, for those on meds there is no need to consume extra doses because of this chapter….there, I'm glad I got that outta the way.

I want to thank everyone who has read, faved, followed and/or reviewed 'book 2' at this point. Remember, this thing is going to look like it's going into the vortex and for some it will. There will be bright spots, just not for all the characters….I point to Ron's Dad being dead along with Rufus.

So, here's where I respond to reviews: Bobtrumpet, thanks. There will be another interaction in this chapter Bob; Jimmy1201, are you so sure Jimmy. Barkin only wants a couple of things, to make some easy cash and to get an edge for his team; Anon451, Doctor Director wants an asset and is willing to bend the rules to get a qualified one if she can as long as she doesn't have to do anything illegal to obtain said asset. As for 'Eric' remember, he is a manipulator and he wants to promote his 'brand'. To do so he has to accomplish his mission. Of course, a part of that 'mission' is to remove one Ron Stoppable from the gene pool.

CB73, yup Barkin and 'Eric's' plan is working on some level. If Ron and Kim were aware of 'Eric' they could protect themselves which leads us to the question, why doesn't Drakken, Shego, and the Senors speak up? It's a decent question and one that the author asks himself occasionally. Has lil Kimmie reverted to sophomore Kimmie? Not sure, she is definitely manipulated as well as her best female friend, Monique. Will Moni have a come to Jesus moment? As the old CBers used to say….that is a BIG 10-4. Kim having guilt once this is over….YUP; Gjagent, that is right about the Mossad and Yamanouchi, but at this point they just see a boy and a girl moving away from each other. GJ will be the first to move on this, but it will be after graduation; Uberscribbler, yeah less blood and this one has less blood to although there are some lessons being given out.

Thanks for the feedback guys now I want to say thanks for CajunBear73 for all the work he has done with me for over ten years now.

Okay, remember when you feel sorry for Ron, remember he has taken lives and is an operative of Yamanouchi so he is neither a black nor a white character. He is a teen who is trying to do the best he can at a given moment.

Let's get this show on the road,

The Hunter: Book Two

Chapter 18

Middleton High, a week later:

"Hi Ron, how are you doing?", Felix asked as he kept up with his friend who seemed to be in a hurry, "You didn't say much in class and you looked bummed after the teacher showed where you screwed up."

"Still having trouble with these new classes Barkin saddled me with, Wheels.", the former Middleton Mad Dog responded.

"Those classes are hard enough for us…well maybe not Justine, but for the rest of us, they are."

The sidekick responded, "Yeah, I have to study for about three hours a night and after taking care of sis and cleaning the house…there just isn't time to do much else. I try to sit with Mom for an hour before school and then three or four hours a night."

Renton stared at his friend, "So, that's why your skin is pale and there are bags under your eyes?"

"Huh, I guess my makeup wore off…The secret is out; I'm a zombie. I'm waiting for my hair to start falling out next."

"You are trying to do too much Ron, you won't make it to graduation at this rate.", Felix observed.

"I only have to make it till Mom wakes up and gets on her feet.", Ron assured his friend, "Maybe by spring break I can fly down to some beach and just sleep there for a couple weeks out in the sun."

"We'd all like to do that. So how are all your classes doing?"

The blond teen frowned, "Great, fantastic. The Ron-man has it together."

Felix saw through the false bravado, "They're tanking, aren't they?"

Sigh, "Yeah, it doesn't look like I'm gonna be on the stage this spring. I think I'm even failing study hall now that I have one."

"No shit Ron. You need to let us help you more…"

"You guys do enough…"

The wheelchair bound teenager wanted to get away from something that had his friend down so asked, "So, what did that college coach want?"

"CSU wants to recruit me and put me in the same backfield as Brick Flagg next year."

"Great!"

"Yeah great, till Barkin opened his mouth and told him I'm failing in two subjects and might crash on the whole year. Of course, he left out that they were classes that I didn't have the prerequisites for…The whole thing is going to bite me in the ass.", Ron told his friend as someone punched him in the kidney.

"What the fuck!", Ron snapped his head around.

"You. Screwed. Up. You clown.", Justine snarled, "We covered that material last night. Were you asleep while I wasted my time working with you?"

An exasperated Ron Stoppable told her, "I keep getting confused, I try to remember the rules you gave me genius girl, but I don't know why. I can't memorize this much stuff."

The elfin blonde warned Ron, "You don't have time to learn the reason why, you just have to do. I don't have time to teach you Trigonometry and Calculus and Algebra II at the same time and I don't think you have the capacity to learn it the way everyone else does. You just don't have the time."

The sidekick muttered, "Maybe I ought to just drop out till Mom gets back on her feet…"

Justine's eyes opened wide and pointed out, "What happens if your Mom is in a coma for a few years, Stoppable?"

"If that happens then I would definitely have to drop out. I can't be a full time Mom and student and eventually I'm gonna have to find a job. And if I do, it's gotta be outside Middleton. It hasn't been a month and I'm already a wreck, which Felix here just told me."

"Why not in Middleton?"

"There are reasons that I can't talk about except with my lawyer.", Ron revealed.

Felix knew those reasons and told the blonde genius, "It has something to do with where Ron worked and because of an employment agreement he signed he can't talk about it."

"Sucks to be you Stoppable…But dropping out is not the answer Stoppable.", Justine hissed.

"What is your idea, hypnotize me?"

"No, you goof, now what's your next class?"

"I have lunch with the sophomores, lucky me.", Ron snarked.

"What?", Felix stopped rolling along that then he hurried to catch up, "You're a senior, why are you eating with underclassmen?"

"It's part of my new schedule. For the most part I got uprooted. Before my lawyer intervened, I didn't even have a lunch. My lawyer had to threaten to sue the school for me to get one.", Ron explained.

Justine's voice hardened, "Why didn't you tell me this last night?"

"I didn't think it was your problem girlfriend.", the last part of the statement got Ron popped in the ribs.

"I. Am. NOT. Your. Girlfriend! I am your tutor and you are doing a piss poor job of learning what I'm trying to teach you.", Justine's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, shit Ron, she's about to blow. Run for your life…", Felix warned as he engaged the drive motors on his chair.

With a chuckle Ron raced after his friend as Justine screeched, "I will get you Stoppable."

X

The former running back carried his tray to an empty table. Then seeing that he wasn't bothering anyone, he sat down and dug in, 'I remember when I used to sit with guys from the team. Now I'm left out and I haveta learn to do things on my own.', he thought to himself.

Ron kept looking at his food. He didn't bother to look up until trays were set down on either side of him. "Hey Ron."

Ron Stoppable smiled, "Hey Stan, how's your brother?"

"Good, he and Tank hired me parttime on the weekends.", the younger Whiney informed the former running back.

"Good, it's never too early to start paying taxes."

"Yeah, gonna use it for date money…well what they let me keep of it. The rest goes into profit sharing so every month I own more of the company…Well they do too. But you know what I mean.", Stan told Ron.

"Who's your friends Stan?"

"This is Will, that is Ben and the orange haired guy is Tyrome. They are all on the sophomore football squad.", Stan explained.

"Good to meet you, I'm Ron Stoppable the universe's favorite chew toy.", the blond teen responded as he picked up a fry and stuck it in his mouth.

All four sophomores laughed at what they considered a snarky remark.

Stan then asked, "What are you doing here, this is underclassmen lunch time."

Ron rolled his eyes, "I think I've been demoted."

Will, looking a little worried, asked, "They can downgrade you from senior to a sophomore?"

"Maybe not for you, but I'm a special case. With me it's kinda complicated."

A smaller teen, also carrying a tray, walked by the table when one of the kids sitting with Ron stuck out his foot and tripped the much smaller boy who then landed on his tray and the floor. Before anyone could say anything, Ron Stoppable was out of his chair picking the much smaller teen off the floor. Then our favorite blond sidekick turned to the kid who had just tripped the smaller boy up and stated, "Apologize."

Will asked, "Huh?"

Ron growled as he brushed off the kid who had been picked on, "Don't you understand English, you clown?"

"Y…yeah."

"Then apologize, I despise assholes that pick on weaker people. I was bullied for years. If you don't believe me ask Tank Woodson, but that doesn't happen anymore. You see on the varsity football team, all the players agreed not to bully anyone again. Now unless you want Big Mike and Tank in here, apologize to Mister…" Ron then turned to the smaller student, "What's your name, man?"

"Jerry…"

"My friend Jerry here and buy him lunch or the whole damn football team is going to be on your case and make your life miserable."

"Okay, hey I'm sorry Jerry, it won't like ever happen again and let me replace your lunch 'cause I messed it up."

The shocked 'Jerry' nodded and they walked back through the lunch line again.

Stan Whiney leaned over and whispered in Ron's ear, "Will has been a turd for a while. I was wondering when someone was going to wake him up."

"Well somebody had to Stan, otherwise I think he would get stomped on for his actions. Older brothers can be assholes when they want to be."

"You're right about that, Curt is protective."

By the time the chastised teen returned to their table Ron looked up and motioned for the bullied one to sit with them.

"Jerry, just sit with us, why don't ya?", Ron asked loud enough to be heard by the tables surrounding them.

"S…sure."

"You know when I was a sophomore I was bullied by the jocks and the bullies in 'D' hall even though I helped Kim Possible save the world a couple of times and it sorta pissed me off that I was doing good stuff that was maybe keeping my tormentors alive. And I never got any respect from even most of the cheerleaders even though I was the mascot. I HAD to join the football team to get respect from this school and I think that just plane sucks. What do you think Stan?"

"I'm a jock and I say it sucks too."

The sidekick chuckled, "You know, that this is how you start a revolution."

Jerry asked, "Huh?"

Ron smiled, "Baby steps. Now we're gonna see about stopping all the bullying at Middleton High. Ernie Roberts is going to be sooo proud of me and you. I promised him during the season that I would do this and it's about time I kept my word. My Dad really didn't like bullies either, that's why he learned to box."

Stan nodded, "You beat Kim Possible in that charity boxing match before Christmas…"

"You know Stan, I'm not really proud of that one. You should never strike a woman and I don't think I'll ever be willing to do that again unless it's like Shego."

"Shego?", Will asked, "is she real?"

"I have some scars from plasma burns from her that never healed right and are pretty gross as Stan can tell you, so yeah she's real."

The new guy, Jerry, asked, "Are you a hero?"

Stan laughed, "Yeah, Ron is. My brother was in the backfield with him, and he won the MVP trophy in the championship game. The word is out there that Ron's getting recruited by Colorado State."

"Yeah, but I don't know if I wanna go there.", Ron responded not wanting to tell them anything more.

Stan smiled, "At least you're recruited Ron, my brother is a great player and he never was."

"Stan, Curt is five times the player I am and I shouldn't even be in the same state as Tank…"

"In your opinion Ron, in your last game you were injured and annihilated that team. You gave everything…and more than one university was watching. Schools want you man, it'd be a waste not to go and compete."

Ron Stoppable frowned, "I only went out for Kim…"

"Yeah, she was your girlfriend and she broke it off…"

"Listen, Kim doesn't remember and her parents do not want to toss this in her face…Anyway, she has that other guy now and I ain't gonna mess it up for her, she's happy."

Stan leaned in, "I'm not telling you how to run your life Ron, but you should at least level with her…"

"I'm not gonna screw up Kim's life with my problems. I can deal with them on my own. And we can leave it there. I asked the guys to lean on everyone to not speak of our relationship that wasn't."

"When are you going to let Tank and the others tell us we can speak about it?", Will leaned in and inquired.

"About twenty-two sixty-five. If you guys are still running around the world, then you can tell anyone who gives a rat's ass. Listen, I have to go and head to my next class, which is PE. See ya tomorrow. Jerry you can always sit with me at lunch if you want to.", Ron muttered as he got up with his tray and headed over to drop off his trash before he set said tray on the conveyor to the back.

"You're taking PE, I thought you were on the varsity football team…"

"I'm a special case…Dumbassed Barkin wants to keep me busy."

XX

The bell had just sounded. Kim and Monique were walking to their last class before lunch when they both caught sight of a messy clump of blond hair moving quickly. "Is that Ron?", Kim asked as she hadn't seen him in over a week.

The fashionista craned her neck, "I don't know and I really don't care Kim. I never got what you saw in him…."

"Moni,", Kim chastised, "Ron was my first friend and my longest friend. I've had him longer than I've had my brothers."

"That doesn't mean I have to be around him, GF."

Kim hopped up to see if she could see her friend, but he had disappeared.

X

Forty minutes later:

Tommy Bigelow glared at the older teen running stairs next to him. "Why is Mister Barkin doing this to us?"

The blond teen running next to him snorted, "Sarge hates my guts as much as I hate his, so you can figure that you guys are gonna be tortured while I'm in your class."

"Shit, this is gonna suck.", the younger male moaned out loud.

"Down here on the mats.", Barkin screamed, "It is time self-defense."

The now sweating and mostly underclassman class finished their stairs and ended up at the mats where Steve Barkin was waiting.

When they were all gathered around the mat Barkin continued, "We at Middleton High believe that everyone who attends here should have the basics on how to protect themselves if something happens out on the street. Are there any questions?"

Ron raised his hand, "Sir, there are some people who do not like fisticuffs. Some parents may take exception to their children coming home with scrapes and bruises. Also, there is a liability issue."

"Can it Stoppable. I am the instructor here. Do you have issues with a little hardcore, you wuss? You can't hide behind your Mommy's skirt, now can you?"

"Leave my Mother out of this, motherfucker. (the class gasped) Class you might want to turn around. Mister Barkin what are the rules? Just you hitting me, or do I get to hit back?", Ron stepped onto the mat.

Barkin motioned for Ron to come into the middle of the mat, "Just a little spar, mano on mano. Are you up to it?"

Ron kicked off his shoes and removed his socks, "Hardcore, like you said. And just so you know why you got your ass handed to you…Never insult my Mother."

Steve Barkin received a talk by a member of the school board and his own boss and was quite upset about it. Without a bow he threw a roundhouse kick at the sidekick while he threw a haymaker at the teen's jaw. Said teen slid in and trapped the kicking leg behind the knee with his left hand and simply pushed the vice principal in the chest and then released the leg causing the older man to fall on his ass.

The blond teen simply scooted back as the flat-topped school administrator got back to his feet. "What kind of sparring was that punk?"

"You didn't specify the rules nor the contact, all you said was 'self-defense'…Oh, and I'm ready for another round, but don't count on me doing the same thing.", Ron responded.

Before Ron finished Barkin dashed forward and grabbed both of the teen's wrists.

Ron slapped his hands over each other causing one of Barkin's hands to come free of a wrist. Stepping forward with the foot that had the hand free Ron quickly grabbed the teacher's hand. Ron then almost grabbed his opposite ear just touching it and the shoved his elbow into Barkin's face causing the teacher to fall back. Then the teen threw a roundhouse kick into his opponent's ribs.

By now all the other students had turned around and were watching the two combatants. Ron's final move in the combination was a right elbow into Barkin's ribs. Said teacher reached for his ribs as the teen slipped behind him and kicked out one of his ankles a grabbed the larger man by the shoulder and slammed him down onto the mat.

Again, Ron backed away and now rolled his shoulders. "Do you want to go again, sir?"

"You punk…", this time Barkin got up and began to stalk the smaller male.

Ron let the man he hated so much grab his wrist again. This time the former footballer came under Barkin's arm from the outside. Then once under, he reinforced Steve Barkin's hand and forced him to the ground. Then he spun around and pulled, causing pressure on the wrist. With a wave of pain Barkin had never experienced the older man tried to 'bridge' and was up on his feet and head while he faced the ceiling.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Letgoletgoooo! You're breaking my arm.", Steve's voice seemed to rise an octave.

Ron released the hold, "Nah, I was just dislocating the wrist, that's all."

Barkin got to his feet and instructed the class, "Five laps, then go shower. Stoppable, you stay here."

After the others left the older man gasped still holding his side, "Where did you learn to do that?"

Ron shrugged, "In Japan, we covered this in PE there. It's better than running up a mountain. Anyway, fighting one guy is a lot easier than trying to fight a dozen goons who are paid muscle." Then the former running back took off after the class to get his five laps in.

While Ron was running along, he felt a shiver go through his mind and thought, 'Shit, this has to happen now. I have to get to Sensei's place to get more of that tea. Well, I might as well show Hanna around Sensei's pad.'

X

Ringgggg

The crowd of students quickly walked out except for those who had extra currics. Ron Stoppable was no exception and he didn't even want anything to do after school. After getting his books out for homework later, he calmly walked to the front doors of the school.

"Hey Ron, hold up.", a voice called from behind.

"Hey Felix.", the blond responded.

"Wanna go out for a bite?", the wheel chair bound young man inquired then added, "I'm gonna meet Zita…"

"I would love to, but I have to pick up Sis from the hospital daycare and then I have some errands to run before I take her home and get dinner. I'm gonna be real busy tonight."

"Sure, you mind if we come over later?"

"Sure Felix, but I won't be home for a few hours, like I said I have to run a few errands."

"I'll call your cell first then.", the really smart kid suggested.

"Yeah that would be best."

As they exited the building Felix commented as he put on his gloves and hat, "Looks like another crappy weather night in Middleton."

Ron nodded as he reached in to his coat pocket and pulled out his stocking cap, "Sucks to be us."

The paraplegic engaged the drives on his special chair causing it to hover in the air.

Ron laughed and accused, "You couldn't wait to get outside to show me up."

"You adapted by running over people, I adapted to flying over them."

"Okay Felix, I'll talk with you later, but remember, I won't be home for a few hours."

XX

Cheer practice inside the Middleton High gym:

Monique waved at Kim as she sat down on the bleachers. The cheer captain waved back and said, "We have districts next week girls and Pound Puppies, so we have to go over the whole routine four or five times. IS everyone warmed up?"

XXX

Firehouse:

"Hey chief how are you today?", Ron inquired as he entered the Captain's office.

"Not bad.", the salt and pepper haired man offered his hand, "Sorry about your Dad Ron. All the guys at the firehouse know."

"Thanks chief, I wanna ask a question."

"Go ahead Ron, have a seat.", Glen Cramby offered.

"With Mom being in the hospital right now, can I take a leave? I mean I still wanna be a smoke eater, but I have to watch my sister and I don't know if I can deal with taking care of her, school and being a volunteer fireman. It's a little much and I'm not getting any sleep with everything.", Ron explained.

"We understand your situation Ron, we'd love to have you on rotation, but you have a few too many irons in the fire right now. Just so you understand if you are not active for three months you have to requalify."

"I…I understand Chief, thanks for giving me this break until I get all my shit back in one sock."

Glen Cramby laughed at the use of the term, "That is one way to put it."

"Uh sir, do you need me to store my turn out gear at the station?", Ron asked.

"Doesn't it belong to you? If I remember you bought all your own."

"Uh, yeah I did…"

"Then it belongs in your care, but you might want to make sure you store it after you clean it well.", Cramby suggested.

"Thanks,", Ron replied, "I'll try to keep you posted about what's happening so you know…uh and there's just one other thing…"

"What's that Ron?", the Fire Chief inquired.

"I really don't want everyone to know what is going on with my life including any relationship I had with Kim."

Cramby half grinned, "I know what it's like for a breakup…"

"There was no breakup. Kim doesn't remember us being an item. And if she doesn't remember, I want the whole thing forgotten like it never happened."

"Are you sure about this kid? Eventually she might ask questions."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"You know, the Libbersons come in once in a while, you might want to talk to her then because you tend to be a subject of their conversations…I hear her sister has a crush on you.", Cramby advised.

"Crud, yeah you're right, okay thanks for that bit of info Chief, I'll talk to her and tell her I'm off the market for the foreseeable future. There is no way I have time to get involved with anyone on the romantic front considering what I am dealing with between, Mom, Hanna and school. We'd have to have forty-hour days just to get through it."

"Rotations here would be rough.", Chief Cramby replied and then rose to his feet and again offered his hand.

X

Three minutes later:

Ron Stoppable was driving his mother's car to the hospital.

XXX

Middleton High:

"Okay, take five.", Kim called out.

Liz Sours walked to the bleachers where her boyfriend, Dave Alberts, was waiting with a towel and a bottle of water. "Geeze honey, Possible is a slave driver getting ready for this competition."

Liz plopped down as Jim and Tim Possible also plopped down and removed their headgear and glared at their sister before they grabbed water bottles from their bags.

XXX

Middleton Memorial Hospital:

"Hey Mom, it's me again.", Ron Stoppable greeted his unconscious mother with a kiss before he sat down.

Although she didn't respond in any way, the blond teen kept talking, "School was rough today. I'm not getting the new math or science class and, sigh, I might fail them. Worse thing though is that I think my failures are starting to affect my other classes….I'm really trying hard, but I guess I just have to deal with it. On another note, Hanna is still growing like a weed and it's taking tons of energy to keep up with her. Last night we watched a Flippies® video before Big Mike and Justine came over to help me with my classes that I suck at…I am such a loser…"

X

An hour later:

"Hey lil intruder,", Ron laughed as he held out his hands.

The raven-haired tyke raised her hands to be lifted up. Ron caught the 'scent', "Well that settles it, no BN for you. Come on let me change you before we head out."

Once Ron finished with his sister, he gathered up her belongings for her diaper bag, then he bundled her up and placed her in her car seat.

"Mister Stoppable?", a woman asked.

"Yes."

"It might be easier leaving the child's car seat in the car…"

"Yeah, I know, but Sis is a ninja baby and she's easier to handle this way.", Ron explained, he continued, "She hasn't figured out how to undo the clasps yet."

The woman chortled, "I'm sure she wouldn't run off…."

"No?", Ron asked as he picked up the car seat with the restrained child in it, "Talk to Tara King. The munchkin ran her near to death one day."

"I will when our paths cross again, oh we gave her something to eat a little while ago so she may not be hungry."

Ron smiled, "Okay, then there is something I have to do, but I want her with me anyway."

The blond teen then hoisted the baby bag over his shoulder and walked out into the light snow.

The former running back glanced around and asked his sister, "You wanna go see Sensei's crib lil intruder?"

Not getting a response he checked her and found Hanna asleep he opened the rear door and buckled her in securely. The blond teen then got in and turned on the engine and engaged the all-wheel drive. Even though the snow was a lot lighter the former running back took his time until he got out on the main road to Upperton.

Less than an hour later Hanna was starting to make noise as Ron pulled up to the gate in front of the mansion. Ron inserted the card that he had been given so that he would have access to the main building. The blond was expecting the drive up to the front doors to be slippery, but there was little snow accumulation. He finally shut the vehicle off and got out and unfastened Hanna from her seat. He picked up his sister and her diaper bag and went to the front door and inserted the card into the slot. There was a flash of green LEDs and then Ron heard the door lock disengage.

He tuned the door handle and pushed to the door open. The place was cooler than the last time he was there, but at the moment he just didn't care. Ron went to the stairway leading to the basement and inserted the card into the slot and then placed his hand on a reader. The door opened, Ron (carrying Hanna) entered the room. He flicked the light switch and went over to racks. There were a few duffle bags on the rack and plenty of the 'tea' that Sensei suggested that Ron drink a couple times a day to keep the affects of being unbonded with Kim to a minimum.

The teen set his sister down on the floor then opened one of the bags and began filling it, 'Only back a couple of weeks and I feel like I have the shakes when I've been away from Hanna for a while, this is gonna suck if I can't knock it down.', he thought to himself.

XXX

Gershwin's Donut Shop:

"Where the hell is Stoppable?", Curt asked Josh and Dave, "It was your turn to watch him."

Dave frowned with Liz beside him (Tara was in the can at the moment…AN), "Ron went to the hospital and then he was supposed to go home. Renton and Flores were going to drop by tonight and work with him on his schoolwork."

"Why not Mike and Flanner?", Liz asked.

"According to Mike Ron isn't catching what Justine is tossing, she might just be too smart.", Tank revealed, "Anyway, she tore into Ron after the math class they share…"

Dave's eyes narrowed, "This is bogus shit! I cannot believe Barkin shoved Ron in there just to keep Possible's allergic reaction to him down."

Whiney muttered, "Believe it Dave. Myself I think Barkin is trying to keep Stoppable at Middleton one more year. He pulled the same kind of crap on Flagg after his third year as starting QB. Just be glad you're not in Sarge's crosshairs."

Tank grinned, "I don't think the Jarhead would want Dave."

"Why wouldn't he want to, Dave won the State Championship.", Curt pointed out.

"A little birdie might have mentioned something to a certain assistant coach right after the last game."

"What kind of something?", the former fullback inquired.

"Maybe something about someone's uncle having a public forum in the sports arena and might say something if his nephew is messed with. The whole god damned country would know then.", Woodson smirked.

Dave paled a little, "I didn't want that out there…"

"Dave you have a future, a real one. Curt and me wanna make sure you and your sweetie here get away from here and make something of your lives.", Tank sat back and crossed his arms.

Liz Sours imitated Woodson's pose, "Why are you so concerned about us?"

"Somebody has to win and we want it to be you…We want Stoppable and Possible to have a life together too, but that is screwed now and we just want Stoppable to be able to get away and make something of his life as well.", Curt told her.

Tank took over as his wife leaned on him, "See, you guys are innocents…Basically Stoppable is an innocent as far as we can tell (The Author spit's his coffee all over his keyboard muttering, 'What the f *k!'... AN). And we want you guys to have happy endings. Stoppable has been shit on most of his life and hasn't turned evil probably because of Possible's influence and we want him to enjoy life a little, although right now it looks dark for him."

Liz finished her hot chocolate, "Well, we're heading back to Ron's house to see if he needs anything, if he's there Dave can work with him on some of his other subjects and maybe I can get Renton and Flores to come back and help us."

Tank, taking their cue, rose as well, "We'll take on babysitting duties tomorrow guys, but we need geeks to help Stoppable with the school stuff…I still cannot believe Barkin is trying this shit."

XXX

Ron pulled in to his drive way as Dave's pickup truck turned onto the street.

Liz said, "Ron's home let's check on him.)

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We hope everyone is fine in reader land and you are all being safe during this pandemic. This week the leader of the free world is in Walter Reed basically because he is an idiot. Please be better than he is.

We'll see ya down the road,

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