Girls Will Be Girls: Part 2
by M.C.
When terrorists take over a nuclear power station and threaten the lives of millions, guess who has to save the day?


After Dawn and Kate singlehandedly wiped out one of the largest drug cartels
in the Western Hemisphere (see Girls Will Be Girls), the two teenage girls'
lives pretty much returned to normal; well normal by their standards anyway.
Living in Rancho Bernardo, a middle class suburb about twenty miles north of
San Diego, they did the things teenage girls did - only a little bit better.
Dawn led the Rancho Bernardo woman's high school track and field team to the
state title for the second year in a row by winning the 100 and 200 meter
dashes along with the high jump, long jump and javelin throw (she also
anchored her team's victory in the 4X100 meter relay race). Kate meanwhile
entered, and won, the open division of the annual San Diego martial arts
tournament in the first year she was elgible to participate. She easily
defeated the the two-time defending champion in the final (kicking his ass
would be a more accurate description of what she actually did).

Socially, their situation improved dramatically. For the first time in their
lives, both Dawn and Kate now had steady boyfriends - Rick and Brad. Their
mother, a tough, no nonsense ex-Navy Seal drill instructor who was now an
agent for a secret government organization, feared that any distractions her
daughters had would interfere with the rigorious training regimen she set for
them as well as their school work. So for most of their teenage years, she put
restrictions on her daughters' social lives; one of which was no steady
boyfriends. But after Dawn and Kate smashed Robert Thomas' illegal drug
empire, she lightened up and allowed her daughters to lead more normal social
lives.

The girls still trained several hours a day with their mother though. Usually
it was martial arts and weight lifting at home from five to seven in the
morning before school, and shooting, the use of high tech devices and tactical
training at a near-by military base in the afternoon. In addition to that, one
weekend a month they would go with their mother to train with an elite group
of Marines at Camp Pendleton. Incredibly however, Dawn and Kate managed to
keep their two lives - that of being secret agents and normal high school
girls - totally seperate. And when they did have to leave for awhile, Dawn and
Kate simply told their boyfriends that they would be off doing 'girl stuff'
which Rick and Brad accepted without question.

It was nearing the end of the school year and the girls were spending a lazy
Saturday afternoon at home with their boyfriends. Dawn and Rick would be
graduating soon (Dawn as an honor student with a perfect 4.0 grade point
average) and both plannned to begin attending San Diego State in the fall;
Kate and Brad still had one more year left in high school. While the four
teenagers were enjoying each other's company, doing the things that high
school kids do when alone together (they planned to go to the movies that
evening), an event was taking place about 40 miles to the north that was about
to alter their plans.

The Nuclear Power Station at San Onofre, California...

The guards at the gate glanced at the driver of the truck as it made it's
routine delivery of supplies to the power plant's restaurant. Although they
noticed it wasn't the regular driver, it was a Saturday and the regular driver
was probably taking a day off which wasn't all that unusual; and besides, the
guards were taking a coffee break. So without further inspection, they opened
the gate and waved the truck through. The driver first went over to the
restaurant and dropped off the supplies so as not to arouse suspicion, then
drove right up to the main building where the nuclear reactor was located.

The men guarding the entrance looked at each other and wondered why the truck
had stopped there. But before they could question the driver, the truck's back
door burst open and about a dozen armed men jumped out (video footage taken
from a security camera confirmed that twelve men came out of the rear of the
truck - that plus the driver made thirteen attackers in all). Seconds later
both guards were dead and the men entered into the building, shooting wildly
as they did. With surprising ease, the armed men quickly overpowered and
killed all the guards inside and took control of the main building. In the
process, they also rounded up some twenty employees who were then herded into
the main lobby and forced to lie on the floor.

"That went exactly as I planned it," the huge, muscular man who appeared to be
the leader of the group said to another man standing beside him. "I want two
guards posted at every entrance and a two-man patrol constantly moving around
inside building in case we didn't find everyone. If they should see anybody -
anybody at all - they're to shoot them on sight. Understood?"

"Understood Mr. Big," came the reply.

"And have the rest of the men guard the hostages. I'll let it be known that
any attempt from the outside to retake this building will result in their
immediate deaths. After our mission has been completed and we don't need them
anymore they can be eliminated; is that also clear?"

His second-in-command nodded his head.

"Now get me those engineers." Two men in white coats were brought before the
huge man. "I need you to open the coded door to the nuclear reactor," he
barked at them,"so do it now!" When neither one of them moved, the powerful
man reached out and arbitrarily grabbed one of them by the throat with his
strong right hand. Lifting the full grown man completely off the floor with
just one hand, Mr. Big began to tighten his grip on the helpless man's throat.
The engineer turned red, then blue...then dead. A few moments later Mr. Big
casually tossed his lifeless body aside, turned to the other engineer and
said,"you have exactly thirty seconds to open the God Damn door!"

Shaking like a leaf, the petrified man managed to open it in twenty-nine.
Unfortunately for him, it was the last thing he ever did. "Stupid idiots," Mr.
Big said as he tossed another lifeless body aside. Then he and two other
heavily armed men entered the reactor room. "O.K.men, set the charges; then
I'll call Washington and issue our demands. If everything goes according to
plan, by this time tomorrow we'll all be multi-millionaires."

One hour later in Washington D.C...

Major General Daniel Hawkins pumped his fist in the air as he sank the ten
foot putt on the ninth hole for a birdie. He finished the front nine one under
par and was feeling on top of the world. But just as he was preparing to tee
off on the tenth hole, an aide with a worried look on his face approached him.
"Sir, I'm very sorry to interrupt your game, but you have an emergency phone
call on your cell phone." Thirty minutes later, a much more subdude General
Hawkins entered the headquarters of the top secret anti-terrorism organism he
ran somewhere in the basement of the Pentagon.

"Have the terrorists issued their demands yet Major?" he asked another aide -
this one an expert in counterterrorism.

"Yes they have sir. Just a few minutes ago someone who calls himself 'Mr. Big'
demanded a billion dollars within eighteen hours or he threatened to blow up
the nuclear reactor."

"How many fatalities have there been?"

"Ten that we know of sir, but there could be more. Most were guards at the
plant, but we think two engineers may also have been killed."

"And how many hostages do they have?"

"We believe they have around twenty hostages sir; but it's impossible to know
for sure. They say that if we don't agree to comply with their demands by
20:00 Pacific Standard Time (that's 8:00 P.M. for you civilians) they'll start
killing a hostage every half hour."

"Has any word of this been leaked to the press yet?"

"Not yet sir. So far the media clampdown has been effective. But it's only a
matter of time before word of this gets out; and then there will be a major
panic."

General Hawkins stared at the large map on the wall. The San Onofre Nuclear
Power Station is located right on the coast of Southern California - about
mid-way between Los Angeles and San Diego. Together, those two large
metropolitan areas have more than twenty million people living in them; not
the best place you want a nuclear *accident* to happen.

"What are our options Major?"

"I'm afraid we don't have many sir. If, as they claim, the terrorists have
enough C-4 (a very powerful plastic explosive) to destroy the nuclear reactor,
it could release a huge amount of radioactivity throughout the entire area. It
would make the Chernobyl disaster in Russia look like nothing more than
scraping one's knee."

The General took a deep breath, then asked,"what about a tactical strike by a
small team of highly trained commandos? Is it possible that they could get
inside, take out the terrorists, free the hostages and prevent a catastrophe?"

The Major thought about this for some time. "I suppose that if a small team of
well trained commandos managed to get inside the complex without being
detected, they might be able to take out the terrorists before they could
destroy the reactor or kill the hostages. But it would take a *VERY* special
team sir, and they'd have to be ready to go in within a few hours at the very
latest. (He looked at his watch) It's already 15:30 hours ( 3:30 P.M.) on the
West Coast."

"Which one of our elite teams is the closest to that area Major?"

The aide typed in all the necessary information into his computer and within a
few seconds said, "the closest team to that area is *Big Momma's* sir. They're
only about forty-five minutes away."

For the first time since the crisis began, General Hawkins allowed himself the
luxary of a smile - albeit a small one. "Major, get me *Big Momma* on the
phone. If there's anyone who can pull this off, she can."

While all of this was going on, somewhere in a suburban home in Rancho
Bernardo, California...

The large, strong, well built man lay nearly beaten on his back; but he still
struggled on with all of his remaining strength to extracate himself from the
position he found himself in. But to no avail. His efforts were useless - but
then they always were, weren't they? For try as he might, Leonard Nelson
couldn't pry open the muscular legs of the powerful woman who was squeezing
him. He did make one last, desperate attempt though; but - as usual - his
opponent was simply much too strong for him.

"Had enough honeybunch?" the even larger and stronger woman smiled at the man
she had trapped in-between her powerful thighs."

"Yes," he gasped," I give up Katherine."

"Well then, I guess that means I win again, doesn't it honey?" she smiled as
she playfully tweeked his nose. "And you know what that means, don't you?"

"Yes Katherine, I know what that means" the totally exhausted man answered.
After she released him from her python-like sissors, Leonard Nelson rolled
over on his back allowing the muscular woman to sit down on his chest."How
could this 45 year-old woman keep herself in such fantastic shape? Leonard
wondered to himself. "She never loses...at anything!"

Katherine Nelson, whose secret code name is 'Big Momma' because she stands six
feet-three inches tall, weighs 230 power-packed pounds and could kick just
about any man's ass in a fight (as she has proven more times than she can
count), scooted up her husband's chest until her large pussy hovered directly
above his face. "O.K. hubby, eat me!" she demanded - but in a playfull tone of
voice. Without hesitation, Leonard began to suck on his wife's private parts,
bringing her level of arousal to the breaking point...and then beyond. During
the next two hours, Katherine and Leonard brought each other to ecstacy
several times. And they would have done it several more had not Katherine's
emergency cell phone (a number known to only a few people) began to ring.
"What happened now?" she sighed as she reached over and grabbed the phone.

"Hello."

"Is this Big Momma?"

"Speaking."

"Big Momma, this is Major General Daniel Hawkins from the Pentagon...it seems
we have ourselves a *situation*."

"A situation?"

"Yes, a serious situation and we desperately need you and your special team in
on this one." General Hawkins then briefly explained to her what the
*situation* was. "Please (nobody gives 'Big Momma' orders, not even a major
general) report to your base at Camp Pendleton as soon as you can, time is of
the essence; and, as you can see, this is a matter of the upmost urgency...and
secrecy."

(Short pause) "My team and I will be there within the hour General; ready for
action."

"Thank you Big Momma."

Katherine looked down at her husband and shrugged her massive shoulders. "I'm
very sorry honey, but it seems that the girls and I have to save the world
again tonight."

Meanwhile, in Dawn's bedroom...

Rick ran his hands through Dawn's long, beautiful blond hair. "You're so
incredibly sexy," he said to her. Sitting on the large rug opposit them, Brad
rested his head on Kate's shoulder while she held him in her strong arms.
Almost simultaneously, the boys and girls began kissing each other. Then the
door to the bedroom burst open and both Rick and Brad began shaking with fear.
For there, standing before them with a very serious look on her face, was the
largest, strongest and most intimidating woman either of them had ever seen in
their life - Katherine 'Big Momma' Nelson; Dawn and Kate's mother.

"Relax boys," Katherine said when she saw the terrified looks on their
faces,"this isn't about you. If I had any fears at all about your being alone
with my daughters, would I allow you to be in Dawn's bedroom by yourselves?"

"Then what are you doing here mother?" Kate asked sharply.

"I'm afraid you girls are going to have to ask your friends to leave now; it's
a *private* matter."

"But...but we planned to go to the movies tonight," Brad said meekly.

Katherine Nelson does not usually explain herself to anyone, nor does she
repeat an order. When the big, tough woman gives one, she expects it to be
obeyed without question. But since these were her daughters' first boyfriends,
she resisted her natural urge to simply order them out of her home and instead
(and quite uncharacteristically) smiled at the two boys. In as soft and gentle
a tone as she could, the powerful female said,"I'm very sorry about this guys,
I really am. But something quite unexpected just came up that my daughters and
I have to take care of immediately. You and the girls can go to the movies
another time. I'll even treat you...and to a fancy dinner too."

While the boys were still confused about what was going on, the girls
understood very well. "Come on guys," Dawn said,"we'll see you out." She and
Kate then took their boyfriends firmly by the hand and led them to the front
door where they then gave both a long, passionate kiss. (While the girls
weren't looking, Katherine slipped a hand-written note to Brad, the contents
of which were a mystery). After the boys left, Dawn and Kate turned to their
mother. "Something serious is going down isn't it?" Dawn asked.

"Yes honey," her mother replied somberly,"I'm afraid so. We have some seroius
work to do tonight so we'd better start packing; I'll explain the situation as
we do." Katherine led her daughters downstairs and opened the solid steel door
to the basement (which only she and the girls knew the combination to). They
then entered a large room where an impressive arsonal of weapons, gagets and
other 'tools of the trade' were stored and the three female super secret
agents began to pack their bags. While they did so, 'Big Momma' explained to
her daughters what was going on and what she intended to do about it. Ten
minutes later, all packed and ready for action, they returned upstairs.

Unlike Rick and Brad, Leonard knew perfectly well what his wife and daughters
did; he helped train Dawn and Kate when they were younger - before they became
too good for him that is (they obviously had their mother's genes). He watched
as the three of them came up the stairs from the basement."I'm very sorry that
I can't tell you what's up tonight Lenny," Katherine said to her husband. "But
it's top secret; and the truth is, you're better off not knowing." She took
him in her powerful arms and gave Leonard a loving hug.

"Just bring yourself and my babies (Dawn and Kate) back home safely
Katherine," he said softly.

"I will honey...I promise I will. Keep the bed warm for me."

The 45 year-old advertising executive then hugged and kissed each of his
daughters and walked them to the garage. Silently, he watched as they all got
into the large Land Rover SUV. Katherine (who had what appeared to be a bag of
clothes with her) blew him a kiss, started up the engine, and backed out of
the garage. As they drove away, Leonard saw Dawn and Kate wave 'good-bye' to
him from the back seat.

About 40 minutes later, 'Big Momma' and her *team* arrived at the Camp
Pendleton. They were met at the gate by the base commander himself whereupon
he personally escorted them to a small compound off to the side. There, she
and her daughters unloaded their gear and immediately went to the briefing
room to discuss the situation and the details of the plan Katherine had
devised along the way (Dawn and Kate couldn't help feeling a deep sense of
pride as all the uniformed officers got up and stood at attention when their
mother entered the room). "Very well gentlemen," the powerful woman
began,"this is what we're going to do..."

For the next 15 minutes Katherine Nelson described the plan that she and her
daughters were going to employ to try and eliminate the terrorists and free
the hostages (as part of her job, she had familiarized herself with the San
Onofre Nuclear Plant which was located a little bit south of Camp Pendleton
just in case a situation like this one should occur). The plan she chose to
impliment was risky, but given the time-frame they were working with,
Katherine felt it was the best option she had.

When she finished her presentation, Katherine looked at all those in
attendence and asked,"are any questions gentlemen? (except for Katherine and
her daughters, everybody else in the room was a man)." After a few moments of
silence 'Big Momma' said,"very well then, make whatever preparations you need.
The operation will begin at exactly 19:00...two hours from now; and I expect
you all to be ready by then." (Just before they left, Katherine took the base
commander aside and whispered something in his ear. She then took out the keys
to her Land Rover and handed them to him).

At exactly 7 P.M. Kathrine and Kate, dressed in scuba gear and carrying their
waterproof bags, entered a rubber dingy. The small watercraft began moving
stealthfully towards the large nuclear complex a mile to the south. At 7:15
P.M. on the top of a cliff overlooking the ocean near the plant, Dawn finished
assemblig her hang glider. The evening winds blowing inwards from the ocean
would provide the 18 year-old girl all the lift she would need to get to her
destination. As she leaped out over the edge of the cliff and began to rise,
Dawn reached into the pocket of her jacket, took out a cell phone and dialed
her mother. "Startwin One to Big Momma, the bird is in flight." It was the
signal for the operation to begin.

Katherine looked over at Kate and whispered,"do you remember the plan honey?"

Though she didn't dare cross her mother directly, Kate was no less offended by
the question this time than before when Dawn asked her (see part one). "Yes
mom," she said curtly,"I remember the plan."

"Good. Then let's put on our diving masks and get to work." A minute later,
the two females were in the water, swimming towards the power station that was
now only a few hundred yards away.

Dressed in an black all-body suit and a dark mask, Dawn and her equally black
hang glider were virtually invisible to anyone watching from the ground at
night. She skillfully guided the hang glider onto the roof of the main
building and landed without making a sound. Wearing night goggles which
allowed her to see in the dark, the 18 year-old high school senior quickly
opened her bag, took out her utility belt (stocked with all kinds of goodies
including her 9mm Berettas) and put it on. She then proceeded to make her way
over to one of the maintainence doors located on the roof. Though locked from
the inside, a single shot from her pistol - with a silencer of course - and
Dawn was inside the complex.

At almost the same time, two female figures emerged from the waters of the
Pacific Ocean. They quickly removed their scuba gear, donned their black
bodysuits and put on their belts and goggles. Because Katherine had studied
the plan of the complex extensively, she knew that they were very close to a
little used side door underneath the main floor. Employees who smoked would
use this entrance to slip outside for a cigarette break (since smoking had
been banned in all public places in California, the workers had to be creative
in order to get their nicotine fix). Incredibly, the door was unlocked! "I'll
have to have a talk with these smokers when this is all over," Katherine mused
to herself. Then, turning to her daughter, whispered, "the plan is..."

"I know very well what the plan is mother (Kate said, quietly but with more
than a trace of indignation in her voice). It's to take out all the bad guys,
free the hostages and save Southern California from a nuclear holocaust;
right?"

(Short pause) "Well yes, basically that's it honey. But you forgot one thing
however."

"What's that?"

"To keep yourself safe. I promised your father I'd bring you and Dawn back;
and that's a promise I have every intention of keeping." Mother and daughter
stared into each other's eyes for a few moments, then drew their guns (Kate
her Beretta while Katherine's weapon of choice was a Glock 10mm automatic) and
prepared to 'take care of business'.

Dawn crept quietly through the corridors of the complex's upper level, her
fine tuned hearing zeroing in on every sound. She could hear the sounds of the
wall clocks ticking away, the wind coming through a slightly open window
rustling papers; and then she the sound of footsteps - two sets of footsteps.
Dawn quickly hid behind a large soft drink machine. Were they terrorists? Or
two workers who somehow managed to avoid being taken hostage? Before moving
into action, she had to be sure. In this she was aided when one of the objects
of her attention spoke into his phone."Everything's quiet on the upper floor,
Mr. Big." Just as he closed his phone, a female figure appeared from behind
the coke machine.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you boys," Dawn said as she aimed her pistols at the
surprised men's heads, "but things aren't quite as quiet as you thought; but
for you two, it soon will be." Two muffled sounds followed - 'pssst, pssst' -
and both men fell to the floor. The beautiful blond stared down at their
lifeless forms for a moment, then stepped over them and casually said to
herself,"if our intelligence is correct, that should leave eleven more bad
guys to deal with. I wonder how mom and Kate are doing?"

The two female secret agents silently made their way up the stairway which led
to the main lobby. Katherine suspected that that's where the hostages were
probably being held and would, no doubt, be guarded by several armed men. When
they reached the large, steel doors leading to the lobby, Katherine looked at
her watch - it was 19:35. As she had stipulated in the briefing room, she
wanted the station's power supply to be cut off at exactly 19:40. This would
give her team approximately fifteen seconds of darkness before the emergency
generators kicked in and restored the lights - fifteen seconds in which to
rescue the hostages.

Katherine turned to her youngest daughter and whispered,"I'm sorry you girls
had to break the plans you had with your boyfriends tonight; but shit happens
you know." (As she spoke, Katherine reached into her utility belt and took out
a small amount of C-4 and began to place it in the space between the two
doors).

"Yes mother, I know. But Dawn and I seem to get a lot more of this *shit* than
most other people, don't we? I mean, it's not like you ever asked us if we
wanted to become secret agents did you? You just started training us from the
day we could walk and that was that. How many girls in grade school have to do
200 push-ups, run three miles and shoot 50 rounds before breakfast? We were
black belts before we even got our periods. You turned us into supergirls
without even asking us if this is what we wanted to be." (Unlike anyone else
who had has ever come into contact with her mother, Kate alone seemed not to
be intimidated in her presence. Even her father and older sister would never
dare speak to 'Big Momma' in this manner; but Kate wasn't afraid to - a fact
that wasn't lost on Katherine).

"We don't really have time to go into this in right now honey; we have *other*
things to do. But I do want you to understand just how proud I am of the two
of you. (She then took out a blasting cap and placed it in the C-4). You and
your sister have taken the best I could throw at you. No man I've ever trained
- and as a former Navy Seals drill instructor I've trained some of the very
best - could have stood up to what I put you girls through. (Katherine now
attached a detonator cord to the cap and started to unwind the wire as she and
her daughter began to move a safe distance away from the doors).

"Both you and Dawn are stronger, tougher, braver and more skilled than any man
I've ever trained. Two months ago you and your sister singlehandedly took out
one of the most notorious drug dealers in the world along with his private
army of thirty men; you completely wiped them out. Do you think any four men
could have done that? (They were now about twenty feet away from the doors
and, to avoid the shock of the blast, hid around a corner). You girls are my
pride and joy and I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am to have you
with me on this mission. And as ironic as this may sound, for me - working
side-by-side with you and Dawn this night - is a dream come true. By-the-way
honey, you might want to cover up your ears now; things are going to get a bit
loud in a few seconds...and keep your guns ready."

Kate put her hands over her ears and thought about what her mother had just
told her. Before she could respond, the lights went out and Katherine
detonated the C-4. A loud explosion followed. The two females waited three
seconds, then rushed through the blasted doors and entered the lobby; night
goggles on and guns ready for action. The sudden darkness followed by the
explosion stunned the men who were guarding the hostages (not to mention the
hostages themselves), and that was all the advantage Katherine and her
daughter needed.

A brief, but wild, firefight followed with bullets flying all over the place
while the hostages lay on the floor screaming in panic. When the generators
started up and the lights came on again, six heavily armed men lay dead or
dying while not a single one of the hostages - nor the women who rescued them
- were harmed. "Good show guys," Dawn called out from the upper level. During
the darkness while her mother and Kate were mowing down the men who were
watching over the hostages, Dawn managed to take out the two that were
guarding the main entrance to the complex. So counting the two that she had
gunned down a few minutes earlier, that left only Mr. Big, his
second-in-command and one other gunman to deal with; all of whom happened to
be near the nuclear reactor when the shootout in the lobby took place.

Big Momma looked down at the hostages who were still lying, petrified, on the
floor. "You can all relax now," she said in a soft, pleasent voice,"you're
safe. A squadron of Marines from Camp Pendleton will be arriving in a few
minutes so please wait here for them while my girls and I tie up a few 'loose
ends'." Katherine winked at her daughters and said,"let's go find Mr. Big,
shall we?"

"What the hell is going on?" Mr. Big shouted when the lights suddenly went
out. Then came the loud explosion followed by sounds of gunfire and the three
of them ducked for cover. Fifteen seconds later - when the lights came back on
and the shooting stopped - they cautiously got up.

"That sounded like someone was attaching us Mr. Big," his second-in-command
said.

"I figured that out by myself you idiot!" he screamed. "But attacked by who?"
The leader of the terrorist gang reached for his phone and began calling his
men. "Jake? Are you there?, Roger? Tom? Ralph? Damn it! Somebody answer me!"
But every line he tried was silent...DEAD silent.

Then he heard a female voice from behind him say,"I'm afraid that your men are
- how shall I put this? - *unavailable* at the moment Mr. Big; and will be for
quite some time." The huge man turned around and glared at the muscular woman
facing him. She was flanked by two other females, smaller but no less fit (the
three of them had taken their masks off, revealing to the remaining terrorists
that they were being confronted by females). "Allow me to introduce myself. My
name is Big Momma, and these girls are my associates - the ones who are about
to take you down."

Mr. Big was also flanked by his two remaining associates, each holding an
AK-47 (a Kalashnikov assult rifle). After a moment of hesitation, both turned
their guns on the women. But before they could get off a single round -
'pssst, pssst' - Dawn and Kate put a 9mm bullet from their Berettas into each
of their heads (just in case they weren't wearing kelvar bullet-proof vests).
Then - as if on cue - both put the gun barrels up to their mouths and blew the
smoke away.

"That was tacky girls, very tacky," Katherine said, trying hard to supress a
smile. Then she turned her attention back to the only one of the terrorist
gang left alive. "Girls, Mr. Big is mine...all mine. So sit down and make
yourselves comfy while I deal with this bastard." The mighty woman slowly
began to approach the huge man with an evil smile of her face. "Come on tough
guy, let's you and I settle this thing 'manno al womano'." Dawn and Kate sat
down on the bodies of the two men they had just slain (well Katherine did say
to make themselves comfy, didn't she?), and prepared to watch their mother and
Mr. Big slug it out.

Mr. Big didn't get his nickname for nothing. He stood six feet-six inches tall
and weighed nearly 300 pounds; and he was built like a tank. So even though
'Big Momma' at six foot-three and 230 pounds was large for a woman, she was
dwarfed by her opponent. He was bigger, stronger and more powerful then she
was - but was he a better fighter, was he tougher? "O.K. big boy," Katherine
said as she boldly walked up to him,"let's see what you've got."

He began by throwing a powerful punch at her which, had it have connected,
would have floored most men; but the agile woman easily ducked under it.
Katherine then drove her left fist deep into the pit of his stomach and
quickly followed that with a solid right uppercut to his jaw. Seeing that he
was momentarily stunned by the surprising strength of her punches, Katherine
whirled around and landed a hard roundhouse kick to the side of Mr. Big's
face. She then nailed him with another, and then another; all the time driving
the large man backwards. WHAM! With her third kick to the head, Big Momma sent
Mr. Big to the floor.

As the stunned man was getting to his feet, Katherine looked over at her
daughters and smiled, "well it looks like the old lady still has it, doesn't
she?" Though not usually a show-off, Katherine then flexed her awesome, 17
inch biceps for her daughters - seemingly unaware of the large, angry man
closing in from behind her.

Suddenly Kathering spun around and - CRACK! - slammed her right foot hard into
Mr. Big's nose as he came within range; breaking it (she'd seen his reflection
in a window - Big Momma seldom leaves anything to chance). WHACK! Another hard
uppercut underneath his chin left Mr. Big's mid-section wide open. The
powerful woman then launched a series of brutal lefts and rights into his
stomach. Despite Mr. Big's great physical strength, Katherine's rock-hard
fists were taking a serious toll on the larger man. After peppering his
stomach with about a dozen solid punches, she nailed him again with a
board-shattering kick to the jaw, sending the 300 pound terrorist flat on his
back.

"Way to go mom!" Dawn and Kate called out in unison, whereupon their mother
smiled and gave them the 'thumbs up' sign.

Katherine stood over the battered man with her hands on her hips. "Well Mr.
Big, it seems like your little plan to extort a billion dollars from the
government and terrorize all of Southern California has fallen apart, hasn't
it? Your men are all in dead and you'll either be joining them soon or be
spending the rest of your life in a padded cell; I haven't decided which yet.
In the meantime, get up and let's fight some more - I'm afraid you've been
somewhat of a disappointment so far."

His men dead, his grand plan in ruins, his life destroyed (he knew that even
if he did somehow manage to defeat this amazing woman - an unlikely prospect
now - her daughters would gun him down); Mr. Big slowly rose from the floor.
This woman and her two daughters had somehow managed - by themselves - to foil
his *fool proof* plan, and now he felt he had only one option left. As
stealthfully as he could, the large man reached behind him and began to pull
out a knife - if he was going down, he could at least have the satisfaction of
knowing he was taking this Amazon who brought him down with him.

Gripping the handle firmly, the beaten man prepared to extract his final
measure of revenge against a life of anger, bitterness and resentment. As he
prepared to make one final charge at the woman standing in front of him, Mr.
Big felt a sudden peace - a peace that only comes when one knows ones life is
over. Holding the knife in his right hand, he surged forward.

Ever alert, Katherine reached up and grabbed Mr. Big's right wrist with both
of her hands as he tried to bring the blade down on her. A brief struggle
ensued between the huge man and the equally powerful woman; a struggle
literally of life and death. Amazingly, Katherine was able to keep Mr. Big's
arm in mid-air. Then, in a perfectly executed judo maneuver, she pivoted to
the side and flipped the huge man hard to the floor; forcing him to release
the knife in the process.

In desperation, Mr. Big pulled out another knife with his left hand. But
before he could stab it into her, Katherine twisted his right arm in such a
way that he rolled over - directly onto the blade of his second knife. As he
struggled to breathe his last breaths, the dreaded leader of the terrorist
gang looked up at the victorious woman standing over him. "You can join your
friends in hell now Mr. Big," she said. Those were the last words he ever
heard.

A few seconds later the main doors to the complex burst open and a squadron of
Marines, led by the base commander himself, entered the main building of the
nuclear power plant. "Welcome guys," the mighty woman said as she greeted
them,"you're right on time. But I'm sorry to inform you that all the fun is
over."

Epilogue: After the Fireworks

Their mission accomplished, Katherine Nelson looked at her watch. It was a
couple of minutes before 8:00 P.M., there was still time. She took out her
cell phone and dialed a number. "It's still on, meet us at the appointed place
in thirty minutes." She then turned to the Marine Corps commander who was
standing near-by.

"Is my Land Rover parked outside Colonel?"

"Yes Big Momma, right in front of the building; exactly where you said to park
it," he replied as he handed her back the keys.

"Thank you. Our scuba gear is outside on the beach and Dawn's hang glider is
on the roof. Please see to it that everything is returned to it's proper place
on your base."

"You can rest assured B.M. (only a few people did Katherine allow to call her
that, the base commander of Camp Pendleton being one of them), it will be."

"Very well then. The girls and I have a very important appointment to make so
the de-briefing will have to wait until tomorrow." Then turning to her
daughters, Katherine said,"grab your things and follow me."

Dawn and Kate looked at each other with confusion written all over their
faces. "Where are we going mother?" Kate asked."What about the de-briefing?"

"Just do as I say...now!" Both Dawn and Kate knew that when their mother spoke
to them in this tone of voice you did as she said. Still bewildered, they
followed her outside and got into the SUV. A few minutes later they were
racing south on highway I-5 towards San Diego...at over 100 miles an hour!

"What's going on now mother? Dawn asked.

"We've got something important to get to, (Katherine looked at her watch
again) and we don't have much time. Now, here's a bag with some of your civies
(military lingo for civilian clothes), please put them on." She tossed the bag
of clothes into the seats behind her. When she noticed her daughters just
staring at each other, Katherine said a bit more forcefully,"get out of those
black bodysuits which stink of gunpowder and put on your clothes girls - we
haven't got all day!" More confused than ever now, Dawn and Kate did as they
were told.

Twenty minutes later, Katherine exited the highway and drove into a large
parking lot. "The Westfield Mall Mother?" Kate blurted out. "What the hell is
going on?" Her question was answered when Katherine pulled up to the curb
outside a large cinema complex and two familiar faces peered through the
window of the SUV.

"Did you boys manage to get the tickets to the movie?" Katherine asked as she
rolled down the windows.

"Yes Ms. Nelson," Brad smiled as Rick waved the tickets back and forth. "The
late show starts in about an hour."

"Well done! That'll give you all time to have dinner in the restaurant of your
choice before the movie." Katherine reached into her purse, took out a $100
bill and handed it to Brad. Then, turning around to face her daughters who
were still a bit stunned by what was going on, Big Momma Nelson said with mock
sterness,"well, what are you girls waiting for? Get your butts out of my Land
Rover and go on your date like you planned! I've got things to do tonight too
you know (wink)."

Katherine watched as Dawn and Kate got out of the vehicle and walked over to
their boyfriends where they both received a well-deserved hug. Just before
pulling away from the curb, she heard a knock on the side of her door. Looking
up, Katherine saw the smiling, beautiful face of her youngest daughter.

"Thanks mom," Kate said softly,"for everything you did for us...and I mean
*everything*."

The strong, tough, invincible woman reached out and pinched her daughter's
nose. "You and your sister have a wonderful time tonight, you've certainly
earned it." Katherine then quickly rolled up the window so Kate wouldn't see
the tears that were forming in her eyes and pulled her SUV away.

As she drove back to her home in Rancho Bernardo, Katherine 'Big Momma' Nelson
felt on top of the world. The terrorist's plan had been stopped and the
perpetrators wiped out, her daughters were out having a good time with their
boyfriends and soon she'd be back in bed with her loving husband - picking up
where they left off earlier in the day. As she parked her Land Rover in the
garage, Katherine was greeted by Leonard's smiling face. She took him by the
hand and led him back up to their bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes on the
floor along the way. When they entered their bedroom, the mighty, naked Amazon
lifted her husband up in her powerful arms and playfully tossed him halfway
across the room. He landed on his back in the bed and three seconds later his
awesome superwife jumped on top of him."O.K. honeybunch, now where were we
before we were so rudely interrupted?"