Team Possible Inc Recruiting and Recovery

by Pharaoh Rutin Tutin

Following the events of the story After Action, Ron recovers and old friends become new heroes. Leading up to the formation of TEAM POSSIBLE, INC.

1. Chapter 1 Waking Up

Team Possible Inc. Recruiting and Recovery
Chapter 1: Waking Up

A Kim Possible Fan Fic by the Pharaoh Rutin Tutin

Kim Possible and all related characters copyright © Disney.

This is a work of Fan Fiction. I receive no compensation for this story.

Please do not edit, sell, repost, or redistribute without my permission.

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In the story "After Action", several friends, relatives, and acquaintances of Team Possible take a more active roll in the rescue / crime-fighting / save-the-world business while Ron recovers from serious injuries. And when the original members of Team Possible are back in fighting shape, the new members stand along side them. Together they create a force for justice and peace rarely seen outside cartoons.

These are the stories of that recovery, as well as the basic, average girls and guys of Middleton and what inspires them to save the world.

You can't stop them 'cause they're TEAM POSSIBLE, INC.

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Waking Up

The two of them were naked, the man and his wife, yet they felt no shame.

Genesis 2:25 New JPS translation

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Ron Stoppable slowly roused himself from a nap. He was lying on a secluded tropical beach. Looking up, he saw his bride, Kimberly Anne Stoppable, rising out of the water. The tiny drops clinging to her skin and glistening in the sun. Save for the gold bands on their fingers, both were completely naked.

If ever there was a human form for whom clothing was an insult to the creator, it was Kim.

Unable to look away from the vision walking toward him, Ron allowed emotion to wash over him.

To be sure, the darker thoughts such as lust, hubris, and greed hit him hard. They were, however, dislodged by appreciation, affection, compassion, friendship, contentment, joy, and gratitude.

As she slowly sashayed over the soft white sands to her husband, Ron carefully examined the entire picture.

Though not a tall woman, Kim's legs were long and lean. As a young child, her mother would call Kim "bubble-butt. A nickname Ron would never dare say to his bride, but still described how he saw her.

From the time she wore that short skirt to her first cheerleading try-out. Through the years he rooted for her on the swim team. All those days wearing gym shorts in PE and as the soccer coach. And especially the missions where Ron would follow closely behind Kim as they crawled their way into and through more lairs, traps, and doomsday devices than he could count. Ron Stoppable could, and often did, lose himself for hours contemplating Kim's lower anatomy.

Not that he thought that the area above the waist was a waste.

Much of what was said about her legs could also be used to describe Kim's arms. Arms that ended in strong hands that had a gentle, delicate touch. It had to be the influence of her mother. Kim's touch was worthy of a surgeon.

Her torso was compact and slender. While she didn't have a body-builder's physique, he could feel the definition of her muscles under her skin. Her skin was soft and supple, without being in any way flabby. How that skin could also be as tough as leather never ceased to amaze Ron.

Nearly all of Kim's childhood freckles faded away years ago. But in the tropical sun, they were starting to reappear all over her body. Despite the fact that the two of them had been liberally applying sunscreen to each other since the moment they arrived.

Her hair was amazing. Soft as fleece. Smooth as silk. Having just a hint of strawberry to the nose. It was the colour of the sunset in this tropical paradise. And above all else, it was just so flippy. From the day they met in pre-K and stood up for each other against the playground bullies, that auburn mane was his inspiration and security blanket.

Her face was angelic. She had high cheekbones that would have served any supermodel well. The dainty nose on her face was mere millimeters from being an upturned button. And her full mouth with its brilliant, and finally straight, teeth was surrounded by soft, poutty lips. Ron knew very well how powerful those lips could be in so many different ways.

But above all else, her eyes dominated Kim's face. Those shining emeralds that lit the darkest corner of Ron's soul. Ever since the day he revealed his deepest desire to her, Ron could see the absolute truth of Kim's soul in her eyes. Likewise, those eyes could see all that Ron was, is, and would be.

Ron was all about second chances and forgiving. That is, when he wasn't running away screaming. So he understood. Somehow, he and his wife were given the greatest second chance of all and had been allowed to reenter the garden.

Kim closed the distance between them and knelt down by her husband. It was time for Ron to get up. She took his hand in her own and kissed it. Ron tried to get up.

"Ron, please get up."

"Wake up Ron. Please, for me, for us."

"Can you hear me Ronnie? Please, wake up."

"K…..P?"

"Ronnie!"

So what if the biggest party of the season had been canceled? Ron waking up on her eighteenth birthday was the best gift she could ever receive.

The scene changed from a tropical paradise into a sterile hospital room. In fact, everything around him had changed except for the fact that Kim was still holding his hand and talking softly to him.

"What……hap…pened?"

"Shhh" Kim said as she placed a finger lightly on his lips. "There was an explosion, but everything will be ok now."

Looking down at the mass of tubes, wires, and dressings that were poking and covering Ron, Kim only hoped that her own fearfulness wouldn't show through and scare him. It may sound cliché, but Kim had to be strong for Ron.

At this point a physician, one of many who had been working with Ron since the explosion while facing Triple S, entered the room. A small army of nurses, technicians, and specialists soon followed her. Kim wasn't able to even see Ron behind the wall of lab coats for over an hour.

While waiting, Kim was joined by Ron's mother, Paula "Polly" Stoppable. It was amazing the random thoughts that could fill an addled mind like Kim's at a time like this.

Sitting before Kim was a professional woman who, out of necessity in her position, needed to dress and act so sternly and severely in her job that it became her style in her personal life as well. This woman was over 40, very pregnant, and in an intense state of worry for her son. Even so, as Kim looked at her, she realized that this woman was one of the most beautiful people she knew. A new hairstyle and some flattering clothes would be enough to let Polly Stoppable give Anne Possible a run for her money as the "Hot Mom" of Middleton High School. If this child she carried were a girl, she would grow up drop dead gorgeous.

Of course, this really didn't come as a surprise to Kim. Her hometown of Middleton was one of the few places in the country that bucked the national trend of obesity, especially among the women. The secret to physical beauty was well known in that town. Physical fitness combined with a personal sense of style and / or great hair. Even Middleton women like Polly Stoppable or Justine Flanner who deliberately did not accentuate their physical appearance for whatever reason often looked like fashion models on a day off.

As Kim was lost in thought, Ron's mother drew her into eye contact.

"Kim, it's NOT your fault."

"But he didn't even want to…."

"Kim, listen to me. Do you know why Ron was there? He loves you. No matter what happens, he loves you."

"For a long time, I was very angry with you. You led him around like a puppy on a leash and didn't give the slightest hint of reciprocating those feelings for him."

"Now in the last year, you started behaving as if he was your boyfriend, even without acknowledging him as your boyfriend. Do I have to remind you of the Middleton Days Festival? Or your jealousy towards a girl he had only known for a week? Or even towards a boys night out playing video games?"

Kim could only nod weekly and give a sheepish grin.

"Well, I knew all that was over the night he came home from the prom in his dad's old baby blue tux. Although why I hadn't burned that eyesore years ago, I might never know."

The younger woman giggled at that.

"Let me be honest, I think I still would prefer it if my son would settle down with a nice Jewish girl. Get a safe, nine-to-five, office career. And raise lots of little grandchildren for me."

"But I know that won't be happening. He gave his heart to you a long time ago, and you finally accepted it and returned yours to him."

"So your not Jewish? Well, matters of faith are always tough in any family. Especially tough is the question of how to raise the children. No matter what you decide, I expect that you will be fair."

"Of course, Mrs. Stoppable."

"Please Kim, it's Polly, or mom, or anything but Mrs. Stoppable."

"Ok, Polly."

"As for the safe, nine-to-five job? I don't think life with you is going to be safe for him. But I know it won't be boring either."

"And the grandchildren? I think Anne is just as anxious as I am."

"Polly? I don't know what you're thinking, but Ron and I haven't even discussed marriage."

"I think my son was planning a little surprise for you. Ask your father about it when you see him."

"Married?" Kim asked herself out loud.

At this point, the lead physician walked over to the two women in the waiting room.

"Mrs. Stoppable?"

"Yes?" both Polly and Kim answered.

Suddenly, Kim got an utterly mortified look on her face and said, "Oh! I am so sorry."

"That's Ok dear. I'm sure it's just a matter of time before that becomes official."

The doctor spoke up again. "We're done with our tests for now, and he seems to be regaining strength rapidly. He's been asking for his wife, but his chart says he's single. Do I need to make a correction on the record, or order a psychiatric evaluation?"

"Neither ma'am," Kim responded with a tear filled smile. "He's just getting a little bit ahead of the rest of us." Then, Kim gets a grave tone to her voice, "What about his leg?"

"It's still too soon to tell."

In Ron's room, his mother goes to him first. After a few minutes, she steps aside and leaves Kim alone with her son.

"KP, what happened?"

"Like I said, there was an explosion. We can go over all the mission details when you're up to it."

"No, what happened to my ring? The hospital must have taken off my wedding ring."

"Don't worry, Ronnie. That ring will be on your finger as soon as you're ready."

"But…."

"Shhh. Just relax and build your strength up. Can you do that for me?"

"Anything for you, KP."

And with that, Ron closed his eyes. Soon he was back at the beach, swimming in the crystal clear water with his wife.

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fin

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Author's note:

First, Ron will, eventually, realize his mistake with his marital status. In the meantime, those hospital painkillers can really do weird things to your perception. Let him enjoy it.

I decided to incorporate my first posted FanFic, "A Quiet Conversation", into the story line I developed in "After Action".

This is the first of a series of stories beginning shortly after the events of "After Action" that will follow the follow the recovery of Ron Stoppable, the growth of their friends into heroes, and the ultimate development of TEAM POSSIBLE, INC.

For the detail obsessed among you, to expand this story line, I have to make certain guesses about characters and events in the KP verse that have not yet been revealed, or that I may have gotten wrong. These will almost certainly contradict events described in Season 4. As I've said elsewhere, this is AU. I'm not on the Disney payroll.

Also, I intend no disrespect to any other writer in the Fan Fic community. If I use details that are from a FanFic story and not the show, I apologize. So many of the best stories out there are even more important to my understanding of all things KP than what the mouse bothers to show.

On another note, I hope Ron's dream sequence at the start of the story didn't offend anyone. I don't think I crossed any boundaries past the "T" rating. Please let me know if I'm wrong.