Ron stared up in surprise and shock. "Shego!"

Shego just smirked in response. "That's the name. Now, are you gonna be a good little sidekick and let me kidnap you?"

That caught Ron off-guard. "Kidnap me? Why would you want to kidnap me?"

"Duhh." Shego shook her head, all the while wondering why she had to be here. "Let's see, it was your rodent who grabbed the diamond and... hello... you're a millionaire. Why wouldn't I want to kidnap you?"

"Millionaire?" At the remembrance, Ron smiled and rose to his feet. "So Shego..."

"Uh uh, ain't gonna happen sidekick." Shego stepped forward, forcing Ron to back up. "I'm not as easy to buy off as those idiots who worked for Drakken. Besides, if you paid me, I'd have to work with Kimmie and I already used up all my tolerance for that when I helped her to save my idiot brothers."

"Oh." Ron's face fell as his earlier tactic failed to work this time. Then, just as suddenly, his mood shifted, and he dropped into an awkward fighting stance. "Well then, I have to warn you, I'm a master of monkey kung fu." With that, Ron went through a series of gestures and sounds that looked anything but impressive."

Shego groaned and rolled her eyes. She turned the flames off of one hand to cover her eyes, feeling the early beginnings of a headache setting in. "Oy, why did he have to send me after the buffoon. Look sidekick, just come quietly and I won't have to..." As Shego pulled her hand away, she was startled to see that he was gone. She spun quickly, trying to see where he could have gone and spotted him rounding the corner of a house to her left. Shego groaned and began to give chase.

John Rockwaller could hear his daughter humming to herself as he approached her bedroom door and smiled. This would work perfectly. The fact that that boy loved her would work perfectly for his plans, but the fact that she loved him would prove to make things even better. He rapped lightly on the door, ready to put his plan into action. "Honey, can I speak with you a moment?"

"Sure Daddy."

John opened up the door, showing his daughter a grin as he entered. She was lying on her stomach, elbows propping her up as she flipped through a magazine. He could tell it was one of those sappy teen rags that were a waste of time, unless you were the one producing them to feed as pap for the masses. The fact that his daughter read them just reinforced his thoughts regarding her uselessness. "Bonnie, I'd like to talk to you for a moment."

Bonnie put the magazine away, sitting up quickly. "Sure Daddy, what's wrong?"

John sat on the edge of the bed, keeping his eyes locked on his daughter. "I'd like you to talk to your boyfriend about changing his mind and letting me invest his money for him."

Bonnie looked away quickly, trying to hide the guilt. She herself had advised Ron not to do that very thing, and she still felt a bit guilty about it. She really didn't want her father to see that. "I... I don't know if he would change his mind. I mean, his parents..."

"Bonnie, I'm sure if anyone could convince him to change his mind, it's you. After all, doesn't he love you?"

Bonnie looked up, biting her bottom lip. "Of course he does."

"And you love him. I can tell. And you know that I only want to protect you. If I can help the both of you out, wouldn't that be a good thing? Shouldn't I be able to take care of the ones I love?" John smiled patiently, laying out his big card. "Don't you love me?"

Bonnie winced but looked up at her father. "Of course I love you Daddy, but Ron's folks... they already have everything set up and..."

"I'm sure you can convince them to change their minds. I could see that on Friday, they like you a lot." John patted his daughter's knee, smiling. "If anyone could get them to change their minds it's you."

"Daddy, I... I don't..." Bonnie looked away swiftly, no longer able to meet her father's gaze. "Daddy... I already told Ron he shouldn't... shouldn't give you access to the money."

"YOU DID WHAT?"

Bonnie winced and sunk down within herself as her father jumped to his feet, his anger apparent. "I'm sorry Daddy."

"SORRY? YOU'RE SORRY?" John grabbed her by the arm, pulling her off the bed roughly to stand in front of him, despite her cry. "You haven't seen sorry yet you little bitch. Why the hell would you do something like that?"

"I'm sorry, it's just... the way you acted Friday... and then Monday night..."

John shook her roughly, his fingers clenched onto her arm. "Stupid bitch, how could you do this to me?" Frustrated, he threw her towards the bed, where she fell unceremoniously. "Well now you're just going to have to try all that much harder to get that little worm you love to sign over that money to me."

Bonnie looked up at her father through tear-stained eyes. "What?"

"You heard me you little cow." John stood over her, glaring down at her. "You will do everything in your power to get him to hand over that money to me, or you'll never see him again. Hell, you'll be so far away, not even Kim Possible with all her resources could find you." He grabbed her roughly by the chin, forcing her to look up into his eyes. "I don't care what you have to do, beg, plead, fuck him..."

"But... but I've never..."

John Rockwaller smiled cruelly. "Neither had your sister Lonnie until I gave her to Mr. Carmichael." At the shocked look on his daughter's face, his smile widened. "Believe me, he was VERY appreciative to get his hands on a virgin. That was my biggest contract to date." John laughed, seeing the disgust on her face. "Oh don't get so high and mighty with me. How do you think she got that car of hers? I hear she still does that on her own now to get what she wants, though at least she's smart enough not to get caught and publicly embarrass me."

Bonnie was sobbing freely now, so John dropped her chin and stepped back, looking at her with disgust. "You just figure out someway to get me that money from your boyfriend by Friday. I don't care if you have to spread your lips or spread your legs, you will get it done, or you'll find out just how unpleasant your life can be." John smirked one last time as he glared down at her. "Maybe I can find a good whorehouse in Mexico for you, no questions asked." Bonnie looked up sharply, frightened. "Believe me little girl, I can make you disappear just like that." John snapped his fingers for emphasis right in front of her face. "So get it done you useless twit."

John stalked out of the bedroom, anger spilling off him in waves. So caught up in his own thoughts, he never saw the pair of eyes that followed his walk down the hallway.

Ron was running as fast as he could, though he wasn't quite sure where to yet. He wasn't sure where he had crashed, and he sure didn't know by the back yard he was running through exactly where he was either. For all he knew, he could be running away from Kim or Bonnie's houses, which would have been the preferred places he would have liked to have gone.

He threw himself over the fence, which was fortunately short and kept running. He wanted to sprint out to the street, but that wouldn't have any cover, and he was hoping by this point that someone would have called the cops by now, or maybe Kim herself, and someone would be on their way to save him.

The next fence was a bit more of a challenge, standing about eight feet high. Already short of breath, he launched himself at the fence, grabbing the top and pulling himself over. Well... most of him anyways.

A loose nail along the top of the fence snagged his pants, sending him sprawling to the ground. He rose quickly and spied his pants hanging from the top, a split running down one of the legs that had been snared. "Oh man, this is so not my day today."

Ron reached up to grab his pants when a large flash of green almost blinded him. When he opened his eyes, his pants, and the top five feet of fence in front of him were gone, the edges of the remaining fence still smoking. With not a little fear, Ron looked through the smoking hole and saw Shego on the other side, not more then fifteen feet away, her arms raised, her hands glowing. Ron pulled back in time to avoid his head disappearing next, as a green flash flew by, striking a kid's swing set in the middle of the yard.

"Come on out Stoppable, you know you can't get away from me."

Ron pressed his back against the fence, breathing heavily. "Doesn't mean I'm not going to try, at least until KP gets here."

That gave Shego pause for a moment. "You called the Princess?"

"Uhh... well..."

Shego smirked, knowing Ron had just very badly bluffed. "Well then," her tone was mocking as she slowly approached the fence, "I guess I'll just have to speed things up a bit then." Raising her hand, she fired a blast to the right of where the voice was and gave a satisfied smile when she heard the yelp. "Give up yet?"

Ron knew he was running out of options, and he knew he had to try and go for the street and hopefully help. Taking a deep breath, he dashed past the new opening in the fence and ran along the side of the house, hoping to make it to the street, and in his hopes, a dozen police cars with Kim standing with them. He didn't hear Shego behind him, so he glanced back and was surprised to see that she wasn't behind him.

That was when Shego stuck her arm out from in front of the house, clotheslining him. Ron slammed into the ground, gasping for breath while Shego stood smiling over him. "See, what did I tell you. If you had just given up earlier, you wouldn't have gotten hurt." Shego bent down, smirking. "Well... maybe not as much anyways." With a flash from her finger to his forehead, Ron was knocked out.

Pressing the button on her remote control, Drakken's hover car floated over to the pair as people came out of their homes to see what was going on. When it arrived, Shego picked up the unconscious teen and carried him into the hover car, taking off into the darkening sky.

Kim closed her math book with a sense of relief. Math had never been her strongest subject, not like it was for her brothers, even if she had straight As in the courses she took. It always felt good to get that homework out of the way. She was on her way to the kitchen for a snack when she heard the phone ring.

Her mother answered it just as she entered the room. "Hello Jean, how are you tonight?" Kim paused when she saw her mother frown. "No, I haven't seen Ronald tonight." Andrea covered up the phone, turning to her daughter. "Kimmie, do you know where Ronald is?"

"I think he had a date with Bonnie and then he was going over to her house."

Andrea nodded, still frowning. "Why don't you talk to her then, let her know what you know."

Kim took the receiver from her mother, putting it to her ear. "Hi Mrs. Stoppable. I think Ron had a date with Bonnie and then he was going over to her house for a little while."

"I know that dear." Kim could hear the tension in Ron's mother's voice. "He was going over to Bonnie's house to let that... horrible man know that Ron would NOT be doing business with him. The problem is, Ron was supposed to have been home over an hour ago and we haven't heard anything from him since. I can't even reach anyone over at the Rockwaller's house."

Now Kim was frowning. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. How about I call Wade and..." The Kimmunicator took that moment to beep at her, surprising her. "Could you hold on just a moment, Mrs. Stoppable? Wade just called me. I'll see what I can find out." With the phone between her ear and her shoulder, she pulled free her Kimmunicator, activating it. "What's the sitch Wade?"

The expression on Wade's face did not bode well. "Kim... we just got a communication... from Drakken."

Kim's frown deepened noticeably. "Put him through."

The scene on the screen changed to show one of Drakken's many lairs, with Drakken standing right in front of the screen. But that was not the thing that caught her attention the most. It was the sight of Ron, tied to a chair just behind him, Shego leaning against his shoulder. "Greetings Kim Possible. As you can see, we have your sidekick. You'll have to do as I say, or you will never see him again."

Kim growled, her teeth grinding together. "What do you want Drakken?"

Drakken's face was almost gleeful as he answered. "First... I want my diamond back that you stole from me."

"You stole it first!"

Drakken grumbled briefly before smiling. "Nonetheless, I want my diamond back. And... I want all the buffoon's money!"

Kim's eyes widened quickly. "You can't be serious."

Drakken rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. "Oh, I am very serious. You have four hours to bring me my diamond and the money, or you will never see your sidekick again. I will call your tech guy back with where we can make the exchange shortly."

Drakken pressed a button, but it had obviously been the wrong one as the screen still showed him standing there. "Well, I think that went well, don't you think so Shego?"

Shego shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Sure, if you want her to come here and beat up on you. Why'd you give her a deadline anyways, you know she'll be here before that."

Drakken just scoffed. "Nonsense. She'd never risk the buffoon's life. My plan is foolproof. With the diamond and the death ray in my grasp, and the buffoon's money, nothing can stop me. I'll be able to fire my super laser at the moon, reflecting the beam off the moon using a series of mirrors. With it directed to warm the world's oceans and increasing the world's humidity, the mosquito population will expand, thus ending phase A. And once that is done, there won't be a thing anyone can do to stop phases B, C, and D. Operation Catastrophic Doom cannot fail!"

"Unless you forget to turn the camera and tell Kim Possible your entire plan."

Drakken's expression fell quickly, especially once he saw the little red light still on. "Blasted thing, I thought I turned this of..."

Wade appeared back on the screen as soon as the signal was lost. "I've got a lock on them Kim. They're at Drakken's lair in the Caribbean."

Kim nodded quickly. "All right, just give me a couple of minutes to get ready." Kim tucked the Kimmunicator away and returned her attention to the phone she still had tucked away. "Mrs. Stoppable, did you hear all that?"

There was definite concern in her voice when she responded. "I did. What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to rescue Ron."

"Oh thank you dear." The relief was palpable in Jean Stoppable's voice. "I know you'll do everything you can to..." Kim could hear the knock on the front door through the phone. "Just a second dear and I'll let..." Kim could hear the door opening and then the gasp.

The phone sounded like it hit carpeted floor in front of the front door, and then Kim could hear no more. "Mrs. Stoppable? MRS. STOPPABLE?"

Author's Notes – Next... Kim rushes over to the Stoppable house, and a rescue is planned.