Ron didn't quite know why he continued to follow the path the plane had taken rather than stop where Bonnie was parked, all he knew was that he had to. It was like some sixth sense was guiding him to keep going. Bonnie seemed startled when he kept going, but he couldn't stop to tell her why. When the runway ended, he kept going, cutting across the field and using a small hill to jump the fence that lay in his way when he got to the boundaries of the airfield. And still he went, keeping one eye to the sky and following the path the plane took on the ground. He could hear Felix behind him, questioning him, wondering what Ron was doing, but even Ron couldn't explain it. He'd felt this before, though not nearly as strongly as what he felt now, and it told him one thing.

KP in trouble.

So when he saw the faint speck in the sky separate from the plane and begin falling to the ground, he knew just what it was. Knowing though didn't stop the panic as he saw his best friend in the world plummeting to the ground.

The engine gunned faster as Ron sped the ATV up to it's maximum, trying desperately to get closer, even as he was trying to think of something that could help in the situation. But he hadn't exactly been prepared for a mission, not on a day out with the guys. He didn't even have anything on hand in terms of mission gear. If only he could talk to Wade, he'd come up with something, but he couldn't, and Ron's panic wasn't helping him think any better.

But thinking of Wade did spark something, as he considered some of the things the tech genius had whipped up in the past. Of course, the chances were slim that his dumb luck would help him in this sitch, but he had to check.

Felix, who's attention was on the plummeting object, turned his attention briefly to Ron. "Ron, is that..."

"Yes it is. Felix," Ron hoped his new friend could hear him properly, "I need you to check the bottom of my shoe."

To say Felix was surprised by the comment was an understatement. "Ron, don't you think this is a lousy time to check for gum?"

"Please, just check." Ron lifted his foot back and up, hoping not to crash while doing so. "Do you see four port like thingies on the bottom of my shoes?"

Felix shook his head quickly. "No."

Ron felt like cursing at that moment, but there was something else. He just hoped against hope that he was wearing them today, especially as it looked like Kim was what appeared to be halfway to the ground already. "Felix, I know this is gonna sound so bad, but I need you to check my boxers."

"What?"

Ron didn't have time for long explanations. "Wade whipped up a pair of boxer blasters, but I don't know if I have them on or not. I need you to check and I can't take my hands off the handlebars. I need you to feel the back of my boxers, see if you can feel a couple lumps."

"Gee, and this is only the first date. What will the girls think of me." But Felix did as he was asked, putting his hand down the back of Ron pants while still holding on, feeling around. He yanked his hand back out quickly. "I felt them!"

"Thank God" Ron was relieved beyond belief. "Rufus buddy, hop over to Felix." The naked mole rat moved quickly, ducking into Felix's pocket. "Felix, grab the handlebars."

Felix reached over Ron with one hand, stabilizing the bar. "What are you going to do?"

Ron pushed a button on the front of his boxers, fumbling for a moment but finding it. "Apparently test one of Wade's inventions for the first time in the field. I sure hope that they went through the wash all right."

Felix was going to respond, but Ron was already gone in a flash and a scream, leaving his pants behind and a panicked Felix who tried desperately to control the ATV so that it didn't crash.

Kim spread herself out to catch the air and slow her descent. She knew it wouldn't do more than buy her a couple of seconds, but those seconds could mean the difference between life and death if the proper opportunity came up. She had glanced briefly back at the plane as it receded into the distance, moving further and further away, while the ground when she turned back seemed to be coming up on her far too rapidly.

But her hope was bolstered as she saw the swiftly moving dot that could only be Ron speeding along the ground towards where she was heading rapidly, and she could even see Bonnie's car as she was apparently doing a good job of making her parent's vehicle an off-road one right behind Ron.

Her hopes further soared when she saw a small figure shoot off from the ATV and begin climbing, shooting rapidly along the ground towards her. She knew it had to be Ron, and was glad, because she literally had nothing. He seemed to be out of control for a moment, but quickly recovered. Kim angled herself slightly, trying to direct her fall towards him, knowing that every little bit would help when even a single second mattered.

Kim had a lot of experience jumping from airplanes. She knew distance fairly well, enough to judge relative height. Her mind also worked off the distant but rapidly approaching form of her best friend. She knew it was going to be close, though how close was still a question. She estimated ten seconds to the ground, and eight to Ron. That didn't leave any margin for error, and no matter what happened, this was going to hurt.

"KP!"

She could see the expression on his face now, a panicked look but one that was filled with determination. She smiled, hoping that the simple gesture would be enough to instill a bit more confidence in him, confidence that was well earned. Time seemed to be moving very slowly as she got closer and closer to him, and she could see him stretching out his arms, every single nuance on his face telling her that he was desperate to make the catch. Kim prepared herself for the contact that would mean Ron had her, and she closed her eyes.

And then he had her.

The contact was jarring, forcing the air from Kim's lungs. It didn't look like Ron had it any easier, as he quickly lost control of the jets that were holding them aloft. She could feel him trying to compensate, but Kim's acceleration, combined with an untested gadget, sent them dropping down quickly. She felt Ron trying to pull up, but it was far too late. She looked over the field it looked like they were going to land in and hoped that there were no rocks hidden under the grass, as they were going to come in hard. Just before they hit the ground, Kim pressed the button on his boxers, cutting the jets. At the very least, when they hit the ground, they would roll and stop, rather than just keep going.

They hit the ground hard, and Kim was torn from Ron's grasp. She tucked into herself, hoping it would lessen the damage and hoped that Ron remembered to do so as well. She rolled for a bit, bouncing a couple of times into the air.

Finally, she came to a stop lying on her back, Ron somehow landing on top of her. Catching her breath, she checked herself over quickly. It was obvious that everything hurt, but nothing seemed to be screaming out at her for attention. Her head hurt, but she didn't think she had a concussion. She also didn't think she was bleeding anywhere, though that was hard to determine. All in all, Kim felt she was in much better shape than she could have hoped for.

Certain that she was fine for the most part, she turned her attention to Ron. "Ron? Are you all right?"

Ron groaned, then pushed himself up a bit. "Yeah KP, but shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Kim smiled at the fact that he seemed more concerned for her than with himself, even though he had gone through pretty much the same thing she had. She lay her head down on the grass, just breathing. "Thanks for the rescue Ron, I don't know what I would have done if it hadn't been for you."

Ron grinned, bracing himself on his hands over her

. "No big KP, you've done the same for me."

She patted his arm, leaving her hand there as she smiled at him. "It is big. You were there for me. Thank you."

"Ahem."

Ron and Kim looked over to see Bonnie and Felix watching them. Felix seemed amused as he sat on the ATV now that he could see that they were all right. Bonnie however had her arms crossed in front of her, looking rather peeved. "If my boyfriend is done saving you, perhaps he could put his pants back on."

That was when both teens realized that Bonnie was holding Ron's pants in one hand. As one, they looked down at Ron's bare legs and waist, clad only in boxer shorts, then at the position they were in. When they locked eyes, it was with shock.

Ron quickly rolled off Kim, wincing as he did so. "Oh man Bonnie, that was so not what it looked like. I mean... you know I wouldn't..."

Bonnie couldn't hide the smirk any longer, as she tossed him his pants. "You are so lucky that I saw the whole thing." Her expression shifted quickly as she saw the look of pain that crossed his face as he struggled into his pants. She knelt down beside him, her expression now one of concern. "You are all right, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I should be..." Ron tried to stand but his left ankle gave out on him and he fell back to the ground with a yell. Bonnie was holding him in an instant, and Kim wasn't far behind.

Kim felt around the ankle, much to Ron's dismay. "Well, I don't think it's broken, but we should get you checked out."

Kim and Bonnie helped Ron to his feet, supporting him on either side as they helped him to the car, Felix puttering along beside them. Bonnie took a moment to look at the poor car as they loaded him into the back seat with Felix, the dents in the bumper, the filthy exterior, the probable damage to the undercarriage. She shuddered. "My parents are going to kill me."

"Minor sprain my butt." Ron flopped onto the couch in Bonnie's den, wincing slightly as the pain flared momentarily. He put the crutches to the side of the couch and sank back into the cushions.

Bonnie was right there beside him, pressing herself up against him. "You're damn lucky and you know it to only walk away with a sprain. You could have been killed pulling that stunt."

"Yeah, but if I hadn't, KP would have been street pizza." Ron's stomach rumbled as he said pizza and he got a weird look on his face. "Okay, that was just wrong."

Bonnie laughed softly beside him. "Well, it has been a while since you ate, we were at the hospital for some time."

"Yeah, but Kim and pizza? That's just all kinds of level of..."

"Who wants snacks?"

Ron and Bonnie looked up to see Bonnie's mother bearing a tray laden with finger foods, smiling brightly. Ron's smile widened as he looked at the fare in front of him. "Thanks Mrs. R. Looks great!"

"Oh... anything for my little BonBon's boyfriend. You are so much nicer than her last boyfriend. And rescuing your friend like you did, it's so nice to know that my BonBon is dating someone so brave, who would be willing to do anything for her like that."

Ron grinning, trying not to stuff his face, though Rufus seemed to have no qualms about it. Bonnie though was blushing bright red. "Mom, could you please leave us alone?"

Mrs. Rockwaller nodded without seeming to really hear. "Of course dear. Now you eat up, and I'll bring your drinks in in a moment. And remember BonBon, we are still going to have to talk to your father about the car when he gets back from the golf course."

Bonnie leaned her head back on the pillow behind her, rolling her eyes. "Yes Mom."

Ron swallowed quickly, clearing his throat. "Yeah, sorry about the car Mrs. R."

Mrs. Rockwaller waved it off. "Oh don't worry dear. When I explain to my husband it was for a good reason, he'll understand. Now eat up, it's always good to see a man with a healthy appetite."

"Yes ma'am."

Mrs. Rockwaller left the room, and Bonnie finally groaned. "I think my mother likes you better than she likes me."

Ron pulled her into a hug, resting his head against hers. "Naww, it's just the effect the Stoppable charm has on all the ladies."

Bonnie pulled back, meeting his gaze. "ALL the ladies?"

Ron chuckled softly, pulling her back to him. "But... I only want that charm working on one lady."

Bonnie pinched his leg and cuddled closer. "Better be mister." They sat in companionable silence for a moment before Bonnie felt she had to ask one question. "So, are you in the habit of always wearing rockets in your underwear?"

Ron just shrugged. "Wade whipped them up, but we'd never tested them before. I almost forgot I had them. I didn't even remember that I had them on, had to have Felix check for me as we were trying to catch up with KP."

Bonnie smiled evilly for a moment, pressing up against him, rubbing slightly. "Maybe I should make sure to check for you every day then."

Ron choked on the Pop Pop Porter mini corndog as what Bonnie said clicked in his mind, and Bonnie giggled at his shock.

Unfortunately, the moment didn't last as her mother came back into the room, holding a couple of sodas and the phone. "Ronald, it's for you. It's that Kim person you saved earlier."

"Thanks Mrs. R." Ron swallowed painfully as he grabbed the phone. "Hey KP, how ya doing?... uh huh... uh huh... yeah... okay... Catch ya later KP."

Ron hung up the phone and Bonnie looked to him questioningly. "What's up?"

"KP says she knows where we can find Motor Ed. They took her Kimmunicator from her on the plane and Wade has managed to trace the signal. Wade's doing some checking right now, and we should have some answers soon, probably tomorrow."

"So... no where to run off to tonight?"

Ron chuckled softly beside her. "Not running anywhere at all for a little while anyways."

"Good." Bonnie turned her head, kissing him softly, a fire alight in her eyes. "That means I have you all to myself."

"Booyah!"

Kim hung up the phone, looking over at her mother, who was eyeing her carefully. Mrs. Possible frowned as she saw the wince on her daughter's face as Kim sat down at the table. "So how is Ron doing?"

"He'll be fine Mom, doctors just told him to stay off his ankle for a day or two."

"And what about you Honey, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine Mom, no big."

Mrs. Possible moved behind her daughter and, before Kim could react, pressed on her daughter's back. Kim shot forward like she had been shot, almost yelling, though she held it back. "You are not fine. In fact, you are far from fine. I'm guessing you didn't even get checked out yourself when you took Ron to the hospital, did you?"

"They're just bruises Mom."

Well you are out of action for at least a couple of days."

Kim turned quickly in her seat, ignoring the sharp pain from turning as she did. "Mom, this guy is dangerous."

"And you can't just get the police or Global Justice to handle him? You know where he is, you could just tell them."

"Mom," Kim was on her feet, looking plaintively to her, "this guy is supposed to be a genius when it comes to machines. He's probably got all kinds of traps, and the police or Global Justice agents would just get hurt trying to go up against him."

Andrea Possible appeared thoughtful for a moment, giving Kim hope. But what she said next killed that. "Is he an immediate danger to the world?"

"Well... no.. I mean, he still has to modify the trucks with the parts he stole, but..."

"Well then, he can wait until BOTH you and Ron are in any kind of condition to go up against him." Kim was ready to argue, but she saw the look on her mother's face and cut back her response. Andrea pushed on. "Tomorrow, both you and Ron will take some time to heal, and if you are BOTH good to go, then I will allow you to go on the mission. Is that understood?"

Kim sighed, her eyes downcast. "Yes Mom."

Andrea pulled her daughter into a hug, kissing her softly on the forehead. "I just worry about you dear, you push yourself too hard sometimes." She pulled back, looking at her daughter's face, smiling. "I love you Honey."

Kim sighed and smiled. "I love you too Mom."

Author's Notes – Next chapter... Kim and Ron not happy about her getting tossed from a plane, and they plan to let Motor Ed know that quite clearly. Stay tuned!