"WHAT?"

Kim could see the fury in Ron's eyes, even as he held a crying Bonnie close to him. Kim had held off telling Ron what had happened until they were back on the plane, and Bonnie had been in no shape to tell him anything, the emphatic nature of her victory over Drakken forgotten as if it had never been. It had been a good thing too, as the way he looked now, he'd want to destroy something, and this being his own plane, he'd be able to reign in that urge.

Still, it was a very close thing, and the only thing stopping him really was being held in his arms at that moment. "I can't believe… I mean… that's just so…"

"I know Ron, I know." Kim was trying hard to be calm, but even she was ready to throttle Bonnie's father, and she had never even met the man.

The next few minutes were quiet as Ron kept whispering to Bonnie, holding her close. It took some time, but eventually she settled down enough to fall asleep. When he was sure she was asleep, Ron slowly edged her down so that she was resting comfortably. Rufus was quick to jump in, glancing briefly at Ron before moving to cuddle up with Bonnie, stroking her hair softly.

Freed, Ron was quickly to his feet, pacing back and forth but making sure to keep it quiet so as not to wake Bonnie. "KP… I…"

Kim motioned to Ron for silence and then indicated they move back to the cargo area of the plane. She shut the door and breathed a little easier. "I know what you're going to say Ron and I agree. He has got to pay somehow. I've already got Wade doing a search, but…"

"I don't just want him to pay, I want him to hurt."

"Wha…" Kim turned to look at her best friend quickly and was shocked. His eyes were blazing a fiery blue and his skin seemed to almost darken with a bluish tinge, though not a boldly as Drakken's skin tone was. "Ron?"

The hint of shock and fear in Kim's voice brought Ron back to himself. With a deep breath, the pigmentation faded, and the fire in his eyes disappeared, though not the anger that still resided within them. "Sorry KP."

Kim stepped forward, one hand raised as if to touch Ron yet not quite reaching him. "Ron, what was that?"

"And if you're going to do it again, could you not do it here… please?"

Both teens turned to look at Drakken, who they had, quite frankly, forgotten that they had bound for the authorities in this section of the plane. He was huddled as far away from Ron as he could, still clearly traumatized by Bonnie's 'punishment'.

Kim dismissed him quickly out of hand. "Drakken, be quiet please." She reached over to Ron, taking his hand quickly before he could react. "You want to tell me what that was?"

The anger seemed to disappear, replaced with concern and fear. "What… what do you mean?"

"Ron, I saw your eyes. The skin I can dismiss as a trick of the light, but…"

"Nothing happened with my eyes." Ron tried quickly to wave away the incident, even as he knew it wouldn't work.

Drakken peeked his head up briefly from behind his torn coat. "Yes it did." Ron turned to glare at him and Drakken yelped, falling silent.

Kim would have none of that though. Almost roughly, she turned his chin towards her to meet his eyes. "Ron, I know what I saw."

"KP…" Ron stammered, unsure what he could say and couldn't say, "I… I mean…"

Kim's look went from determined to hurt sharply. "This is another secret, isn't it?" She dropped his chin and stepped back, shaking her head. "We used to tell each other everything and now you are keeping all these secrets from me."

Ron felt lower than dirt at that moment, wishing more than anything that he could tell Kim everything. "KP…"

Kim jerked away when he tried to reach for her, her arms crossing in front of her. "We used to be able to trust each other with everything Ron. You've always confided in me before. But ever since Bonnie…"

Ron was quick to cut into that line of thinking. "KP, this… this secret… this is from even before Bonnie but… it's not my secret."

Kim turned slightly to be able to look at him, though not enough to face him. "Not your secret?"

Ron sighed, glad that Kim was at least willing to listen to him. "Believe me, if I could tell you, I would. The only other one who knows about it is Rufus. I haven't even told Bonnie." That seemed to please Kim a bit. "I just… I can't tell you because I promised I wouldn't tell."

Kim seemed to consider that, working it around in her mind. "Is there anything about it you CAN tell me?"

Ron thought about it for a moment, wondering what he could and could not say, and found the answer pretty quickly. "It… umm… it largely has to do with the… mystical monkey power that Monkey Fist wanted so much last year, with the idols and all that."

Kim's face was blank for a moment before understanding set in. "You took on… you still have some of that power, don't you?" Kim's expression was torn between hurt and joy. "Well that's a good thing, isn't it? If you can learn to use that better, things could probably go even better on missions. Why would you want to keep that a secret?"

"It's not the power itself…" Now Ron looked especially torn, though none of the conflicting emotions was joy. "But something to do with it… I just…"

Ron had looked away, so he didn't see Kim slide up beside him and place a hand on his shoulder. He almost jumped, but settled down quickly. "Ron, I trust you. I know I've said that before and I didn't… exactly… act like it, but I do trust you. I trust that you'll tell me when you can." Kim smiled reassuringly. "But just because you can't tell me what your secret is, doesn't mean we can't work on these powers of yours, does it?"

Ron shook his head, trying to smile as well. "No, I guess not."

Kim's smile widened almost playfully. "Good. Then expect to be at my house bright and early for training sessions. I'm thinking six AM would be a good time to start."

Ron's eyes widened in shock and he looked at Kim as if he had been betrayed. "KP, you can't be serious? I mean… that's sleep time. You can't go depriving the Ron-man of his sleep, can you?"

Kim chuckled softly, feeling some of the tension she was feeling escape. "No, I wouldn't want to deprive you of you sleep." Kim sighed, knowing that they had to get back to the topic at hand. "But we still have to talk about how we are going to handle the sitch with Bonnie's Dad."

Ron's eyes hardened quickly, something that Kim had ever rarely seen from her best friend. "I know what I want to do."

"And that's precisely what we are NOT going to do." Kim put her hand over Ron's clenched fist until he lowered it beside him. "John Rockwaller is evil, I don't dispute that, but he's not evil like Drakken." Kim out of the corner of her eye saw the villain puff up his chest as if it was a compliment. "He's not the type of evil you beat up, he's the type of evil you deal with legally. We do anything like attack him, and he'll have the cops on us so fast that he could twist any charges against him into our attempting to harass him."

Drakken seemed to brighten at that, now sitting tall and proud in his seat. "Ah hah, that's what I'll…"

Kim just flashed him an irritated look. "You're a wanted criminal, it doesn't work for you."

Drakken crossed his arms and grumbled loudly. "All you do is harass me, meddling cheerleader."

Kim ignored him, keeping her attention on Ron. "We've got Wade investigating now. Let him see what he can find. Think you can keep from hitting him?"

Ron sighed, hanging his head. "Yeah KP, I just… he hurt Bonnie. I don't like anyone hurting Bonnie. Just like I don't like anyone hurting you."

"Thanks Ron." Kim hugged Ron tightly for a moment before backing up a step. "Now come on, I'm sure your girlfriend will want you there with her when she wakes up."

John Rockwaller was beyond upset. His daughter had betrayed him, telling her boyfriend not to deal with him. His wife was missing without calling, meaning there was no dinner on the table. And now he couldn't even work without being interrupted. When the doorbell rang a second time, he jumped to his feet, sticking his head out of his office door. "Would somebody get the bloody door already?" When silence was his only answer, John stomped to the front door, intent on telling whoever was there just where they could take themselves.

That thought disappeared in an instant when he opened the door. In his doorway stood his daughter Bonnie, her boyfriend Ronald, along with teen hero Kim Possible. Behind them were two police officers who did not look particularly happy. John put on his brightest smile and prepared to lie through his teeth. "Bonnie, what are you doing ringing the bell? Officers, is there something I can help you with? My little BonBon isn't in any trouble, is she?"

Kim frowned back at John, her expression grim. "No, she's not in trouble, but you sure are."

John sighed dramatically, shaking his head. "Is Bonnie making up stories again? Teenagers these days. I refuse to buy her a brand new car and they think it's a crime. Kids these days think they can just make up stories without any consequences."

Ron smirked back, casting a quick glance back at the officers. "Oh, Bonnie hasn't talked to the police, she's only told me, Kim, and my folks. We just came to get Bonnie's stuff. These fine officers were already here when we got here."

Now John was thoroughly confused, not certain how to play it. "But… what are they doing here then?"

"I called them."

John turned slightly when he heard the very familiar voice. Even after hearing the voice, he was still shocked. "You?"

Dawn Rockwaller was frowning deeply as she held her daughter Lonnie close to her. It was obvious they had both been crying, though Dawn seemed to have found a deep reserve of strength now that she was facing her husband. "Yes, John, I called them. How could you do what you did to your daughters, your own flesh and blood?"

John Rockwaller, for the first time in a great while was speechless. He knew he had Lonnie cowed so that she would never speak. Bonnie had apparently defied him, but even so… "How…"

"How did I find out what you did? I heard you." The frown on Dawn's face was now a look of disgust. "I heard you threaten Bonnie. I heard what you did to Lonnie. I didn't care that you had affairs and weren't the best husband, but I at least thought you were a decent father and provider."

John knew there was no further point in arguing with his soon-to-be-ex-wife, so he turned his attention to the officers. "Officers, you can't seriously be here to arrest me on these trumped up allegations from an upset wife, are you?"

Officer Hobble stepped forward then, handcuffs in hand. "Oh, those aren't the only charges ye be facing. The warrant I have here says I'm ta book ya on over a dozen counts of grand larceny as well."

John Rockwaller paled considerably, not sure what to say. "But… but…"

Kim Possible's Kimmunicatror beeped, and the kid tech that John had so summarily dismissed spoke up quickly. "Sorry to interrupt, but the count is now forty-five counts of grand larceny, not to mention tax evasion."

John glared hard at the device, a small smile creeping up on his face. "Ah hah, there is no way you can get all that information, not legally. I'll have these charges thrown out so fast I'll be out before morning. My accounts…"

"In the Cayman Islands?" John paused at the sureness in the young man's tone. "Oh, I know they normally wouldn't allow us to go through their banking records, but after that hurricane last year, the government of the Cayman Islands owed Kim a favour. I could go through all their records and accounts, so long as the only things we used related to you. It's all perfectly legal. In fact, the banks down there have been so helpful, we've already transferred all the funds back to their proper owners, at least the ones we've found so far." Wade paused, as if giving it thought. "Well, almost all of them. The accounts you had though illegally are quite empty. I'm making sure to track everything for the trial."

John had no idea what to do now. All his plans were tied to that money he had moved off-shore. And if they'd already seized his off-shore accounts, there was no way he'd have the money accessible in his business accounts. Those would be frozen already. He had been counting on at least one of those sources to get out of the country if he had been discovered. That left the personal accounts, but if it was his wife who had turned him in …

Fully in shock, John sank to his knees, his face pale and expressionless. There was no fight in him as Officer Hobble cuffed him and led him to the waiting squad car.

Ron held his arm around Bonnie as they watched her father put into the back of the car. He could tell she was close to tears but she was holding it in. "Bonnie, are you okay?"

Bonnie nodded, pressing herself closer to him. "No, but I will be."

Dawn Rockwaller, still holding her other daughter, moved closer to the teens, not paying attention in the least to her soon-to-be ex-husband as he was put into the car. "BonBon, honey, are you all right? Your father, he didn't do anything else to you other than what I saw and heard this afternoon?"

Bonnie shook her head as she looked up at her mother. "No, never. I didn't even realize…" Bonnie was going to say more, but she could see the pain in her older sister's face, an expression she had never before seen in the young woman who boasted about getting all the looks in the family. She decided to change the subject. "Mom, you called the police? You heard about…"

"I heard all of it." Dawn seemed as disgusted with herself as she was with her husband. "I forgot something when I was running to the store so I came back. I'm just sorry I didn't rush in to help you, but I was just in shock. Then, when your father left, I had to speak with Lonnie to find out if it was all true." Dawn hugged her daughter closer, casting one last glance at the patrol car as it pulled away. "I never thought… when I married your father, he was such a good man. I didn't even mind…"

Dawn Rockwaller trailed off and Bonnie, for the first time voluntarily since Drakken's lair, let go of Ron and hugged her mother and sister. Tears flowed freely from all three, and it was very touching to see the family connecting in a way it never had before.

It didn't last.

All attention turned when they heard the squeal of brakes on the street. Connie didn't look the slightest bit happy as she hopped out of her car. "What happened? I was just driving up when I saw Daddy being taken away."

Dawn sighed as she looked to her eldest daughter, afraid of how this would go. "Dear, your father did some bad things…"

"YOU called them?" Connie's tone was a mixture of shock and disgust. "How could you do that to my father?"

"Connie after what your father did to your sisters…"

"Who cares what he did to them." Lonnie choked back a sob at that, seeing no compassion on her sister's face. "And yes, I know all about what he did to Lonnie. Who do you think she blubbers to all the time. Only reason I put up with it was for the cash." Now all faces held shock as the eldest daughter of John Rockwaller continued. "After everything he did for this family, and this is how you pay Daddy back? Well screw you, I'm out of here, and don't expect to see me ever again, unless it's to throw you out of Daddy's house once we get all the charges dropped against him. I've got enough money put away, I can take care of myself." Connie cast one last, hateful glare at her distraught mother. "I hate you, and I wish he had left you years ago." And with that, she was gone, pulling away from the curb, tires spinning.

Even when she had heard what John had done, Dawn had never been as sorrowful as she was now. There was no way that she could prevent the tears that were falling now. She knew Connie had been close to her father, but to know and support him anyways…"

With her daughters pressed close to her, she felt an extra comforting hand on her back. She tried to smile when she saw that it was Kim, one of her daughter's classmates. Taking a couple of deep breaths, she settled herself down and looked at her youngest daughter. "Bonnie, I heard… you were coming to get your stuff?"

"I was… I… I couldn't stay here with Daddy here but…" she looked to Ron for support and smiled faintly, "but I think I'd prefer to be here… with my family."

That started a group hug that lasted many minutes. When they all finally pulled away, there wasn't a dry eye among them. Dawn wiped her eyes quickly, glancing at her daughters and the ones who had come to help them. "I sure don't feel like cooking right now. How about I order a few pizzas for all of us, sit down, and see what we can figure out. Sound good?"

With total agreement, all of them went into the house, a house no longer bearing the heavy burden of fear and shame.
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Author's Notes – Yeah, I know, the MMP/Yamanouchi bit has no real place in this story at this point other than as filler, but it will add in nicely when it comes to the sequel I have planned. I just thought I'd lay some groundwork for it… and give myself an excuse to stretch this out to novel size. Hey, I gotta go for the Fannies when I can. lol

With only two chapters remaining, on the next Valentine's Surprise... The issue with Josh comes to a head, and Tara's secret admirer is finally revealed. And then, the epilogue. Stay tuned!