She stood in the doorframe and watched the sleeping man in her bed.
It had been a whirlwind 48 hours that she had known would happen, sooner or later, but together they had done what so many super-villains had tried to do for almost Ten years:
They had ended the life of Kim Possible.
Together over the past three years they had made plans, talked to experts, and worked out every possible detail. Then they had looked at every possible thing that could go wrong with those plans and made plans for those possibilities. Then made more plans if those went wrong as well.
'Plans inside plans inside plans inside even more plans,' she thought as she watched her partner rolled over and give her a wonderful view of his bare back. Unknowingly she brought up her right hand and caught a few strands of her hip long hair in her first two fingers, gave it a few twists, then brought it up her mouth and caught the hair between her lips.
'Do you have any idea how much I love you?' she ask him inside her mind as she watched him sleep for a few more moments before she turned and walked barefoot down the short hall and into the setting area of the hotel suite they were staying in.
She made her way over to the desk and sat down. Using both hands, the right hand leaving her mouth to the hold the hair itself for the time being, she opened the laptop computer and started its power up sequence. She entered her passphrase once the computer was up and running and looked at the desktop icons where she located and then quickly double clicked the icon for her secure Diary.
She ended her password when asked, then entered her passphrase when asked, then the third when asked… 'Never too secure' she thought.
She scanned the last few dates listed for entries and opened the one listed for 48 hours ago. She reread what she had typed and a twisted, evil grin spread across her face. Closing the entry she started a new one.
Diary entry, June 10
It's done… Kim Possible doesn't exist anymore.
They said it was impossible, they said it couldn't be done… but I did it. Or should I say "We" did it.
And she didn't put up a fight, or resist. In fact, she willingly walked to her death.
As she was dealt the killing blow, she was looking into the eyes of her boyfriend and had a smile on her face.
She paused, thinking she heard sounds from the bedroom. Getting up, she spat out the hair in her mouth as she retraced her steps and returned to the bedroom to find her partner still in her bed… still asleep.
'Must have groaned,' she thought, 'or maybe snored.' She knew he snored, lightly for the most part but could saw enough wood to build a house at times… especially when he was dead tired.
Like tonight.
He had turned over in the bed again, this time he was on his other side facing her. The sheet had fallen down to his waist leaving his chest bare. She again twisted a few strands of hair in her fingers, holding it loose enough that she could keep twisting it over and over in her fingers as she leaned on the doorframe and brought her left foot up and scratched the top of her right with it as some truly wicked thoughts raced through her mind.
Getting a grip on herself, she turned away from the broad bare chested sight before her and returned to the desk and the laptop it held.
'Howmanysuper-villainshadtriedtostopdearsweetKimmie,' she typed, 'onlytohaveherstopthemoverandoveragain?I'velostcount.ButIdidwhattheyonlydreamedof.
Let me repeat myself.
Kim Possible doesn't exist anymore.
She's dead.
I killed her and I've never so proud of myself in my whole life.'
She looked over those last three sentences and smiled as she felt a warmth flow from her heart and spread throughout her body.
She saved the entry with a flourish of her hand then saved all the Diary files into separate folder that she named "The life of Kimberly Ann Possible" and triple password and passphrase protected it. With that done, she started a new Diary and opened its first entry.
With her fingers poised keys she began to type.
This is the first of my Diaries. A record of sorts.
Let me start at the beginning.
My name is…
She stopped there as she felt a presence in the room just before she felt a pair of large hand touch her shoulders with a caress that was as light as a feather and sent chills racing down her spine at speeds that surpassed the speed of light. The hands where large and warm and she could feel her skin burn with something that she was just really beginning to understand in the last few hours. The chills running down her spine and the burning heat of her skin where those hands touched her ignited a fire in her soul.
She would know that touch anywhere… it was his touch.
"Couldn't sleep?" he asked her in a low tone of voice.
"No, I needed to go to the bathroom." She said then added, "And while I was up, I thought I would take care of some unfinished business that needed to be done."
"Ok," he said as she felt his hands start to massage her shoulders. She let out a sound in reply to his actions that was part groan, part moan, and all desire as the loose fitting terry cloth robe she had on slipped off until it was around her upper arms leaving her shoulders bare for his touch.
As the wonderful feeling of his touch started her engine, she recalled a line from a movie that had a wife call out to her husband in a bar just off a military base.
"Goose, you big stud… take me to bed or loose me forever."
She wanted to say those words to him, but she managed to keep control of herself and told him "You got back to bed my love… I'll be there in just a moment."
His hands stopped and pulled her into a hug. Giving her neck a kiss, a kiss that included a few nibbles in just the right places that got her engine from just running to racing at the red line in nanoseconds, he left her there.
Taking ten deep breaths to try to get herself back under control, she returned to the computer and the words on the screen.
Clearing them off she started again.
This is the first of my Diaries.
A record of sorts.
Let me start at the beginning. I didn't exist yesterday… in fact you could say that I'm a new born.
My name is…
She paused again at that point as she couldn't concentrate on what she was typing as her mind kept going back to the man in the other room.
The man that was waiting on her.
The man waiting on her in her bed.
"To hell with this, my man is waiting on me," she said as she closed the program and powered off the computer before standing up and once again walking back to her bedroom.
She stopped at the doorway and once again looked at the man lying in her bed.
'Dear lord, that is the most beautiful thing I have never seen in my life,' she thought as she watched his chest rise and fall only to rise again with each breath.
"Do you know how much I love you?" she asked in a whisper.
"Do you know how much I love you?" he answered her question by asking it of her as he rolled onto his side facing her and looking into her eyes.
She didn't answer, but once again caught a few strands of hair in the fingers of her right hand and started to twirl it around and around with her fingers while giving him a look that he had seen for the first time just a few hours ago… but was more than willing to see for the rest of his life.
Pulling the sheets back with one hand, he padded the bed with the other as he told her "How about you get that cute butt of yours over here and we can show each other just how much we love each other?"
She didn't say anything, she didn't have too, she just untied the belt at her waist that held the robe closed and let it drop to the floor as she moved to the bed and got in with her man.
She pulled the sheets over them both as she started a kiss that curled both their toes. They finally gave in to the need to breath and parted, after taking a few deep breaths he looked into her eyes.
He started to say her name, the name that only he had called her for all his and her life before she stopped him by placing a single finger on his lips.
"Kim Possible is dead," she whispered into his ear, "we killed her… she doesn't exist anymore."
She looked into his brown eyes as he looked into her green ones and told her, "maybe, maybe not Mrs. Stoppable… but you'll always be KP me. The woman that I love."