Well I haven't written a Kim story in a very long time. I wonder if the few people who used to read my stories are still around….hmmm…

Anyways, new writing style! Hope you enjoy the improvements from my younger days!

Disclaimer: I don't own KP. If I did, it wouldn't have ended :s

Kim sat with her legs drawn close to her body on the bench of the window seat in her old loft bedroom. She hadn't been up here in what seemed like years when in reality she had only moved out 3 months ago. Everything seemed so barren without her usual decorations. The pictures, the trophies, books and other odds and ends, they were all over at her new apartment.

The apartment…

There was no way she could go back there now, not after what had happened earlier tonight. She'd have to send someone to fetch her things soon. There was no way she could live without her computer. It held all of her work projects; all of her memories. She would need those memories if she was ever going to survive this.

Shaking her head the young woman tried to clear the disturbing thoughts from her mind. She began thinking of her latest project at work. The fact that she had gained so much international recognition before even leaving High School made it much easier for her to get her Non-Profit organization up and running. People were willing to trust that she would do what was right with the money they donated to her. Kim wanted nothing more than to do well by the people. She worked hard at her job and loved it. All the outreach programs kept her on her toes. Starting a new homeless shelter was hard work but she knew she could do it.

Kim began speaking to herself, "The board meeting is this Tuesday. I need to really sell my major backers this idea. Because they are businessmen it's easier for us to whip up a good meal to distract them from what is really happening, maybe I can get Ron to-"

I'm never going to stop thinking of him as if he's still in the next room am I? Kim thought. She glanced over at her clock. Only 3 AM? Well, I can at least try to sleep again.

Kim got up and walked over to her bed turning off the lights as she went. She got under the covers and tried to go to sleep but visions of her deceased husband kept her up the rest of the night.

So this was just a taste of an idea I'm working on. Any thoughts? Let me knoooow! :D

Until next time.