I know. I know. I already have two other fanfics going on(an update is coming up for both of them), but this idea was just one of those you can't get rid of until you've written it down in words. So here is another ship in the sea from the crazy Dane(that's me). RR, please and thank you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible etc.

1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington D.C., 3/20 2027

They were all alone. There was only him and the woman he loved left in the room. How long had he been sitting beside her bed now? An hour? Time didn't mean anything to him. Not now. He hold her hand in his and stroked it gently.

"God, you look beautiful."

She smiled at the flattering comment. "I've seen better days."

"No, your just as beautiful as you were on our first date."

"The prom? Yeah...that was the greatest night in my life. You were so cute in that tux."

He blushed a little. That baby blue tuxedo had been a fashion horror, but it didn't matter. She'd always loved him for the one he was, even that time she'd left him.

"I'm so glad you came back to me..."he said as a teardrop trickled down his cheek.

"I couldn't live without you. No matter what you'd done."

They were quiet for moment where they just gazed into each others eyes. Though she was very weak from her disease, he could still see the lively sparkle in her emerald orbs. The same spark she'd passed on to their son.

"I-I don't know how I'm gonna live without you Kim...I..."

"Shh...don't worry. You still have William."

"I know KP, but I don't want it to end here. For all these long months I've been saying to my self that everything were going to be all right. But they wont. I'm scared...like I was before graduation..."

"But your overcame your fear and saved me and the Earth in addition."

She got him on that one, he couldn't deny that. But he couldn't help fearing the monster that had been growing inside of him for years. The demon who haunted him on so many occasions.

"Do you remember our song?" she asked him.

"Huh?"

"Our song Ron. The one from our first dance."

He grinned a little at the memory. "Yeah, I remember it now."

"Do you wanna sing it?" she asked.

"Sure thing."

"Spankin."

"I know we've been, fr It could friends forever

but now I think I'm feeling something totally new..."

"...and after all this time

I've opened up my eyes

now I see, you were always with me..."

They now sang in unison.

"Could it be you and I, never imagined

could it be suddenly, I'm falling for you

could it be, you were right here beside me

and I never knew

could it be that it's true that it's you."

He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. "I guess it was you."

"It was. And it always will be."

"I love you Kim."

"I love you Ron. Forever."

She took a deep heavy breath and closed her eyes. It didn't took long before death finally found her. He laid his head on her chest and sobbed. He was all alone.

1234 Yosemite Lane, Middleton, Colorado, 3/21 2027

"Morning Uncle Drew." the auburn haired teenager greeted.

"Morning Kimmie. Want a pancake?"

"That'll be delicious."

"Morning Kimmie. You want lift for school." her green skinned Aunt asked.

"No thanks Aunt Sheila. I'll walk with Rob."

They heard the door open and Rob strolled into the kitchen as always.

"Morning Lipskys. What up Kim! Ready for another smashing day." Rob said goofily as he took a seat at the kitchen table.

"You bet I am." She smiled at her best friend.

"Kimmie, could you turn up TV volume, please? The news is on." her Aunt asked.

Kim turned the up the volume, as the smiling face of the tanned newsreader, Lindsay Carson, tuned in.

"Last night, tragedy stroked our nation as first lady Kimberly Anne Stoppable passed away after 5 months of incurable disease."

Uncle Drew and Aunt Sheila froze, with fixed gazes at the TV screen.

"Due to this tragic, our beloved leader, President Ronald Stoppable has declared a global day of mourning, with 2 minutes of silence at 12 am."

"Hey, maybe we get a half day off." Rob said, grinning at prospect.

"Yeah," Kim agreed "I wouldn't mind that."

Both her Uncle and Aunt were silent. This was indeed shocking and at the same time, worrying news!

Five minutes later the two teenagers were out of the house. Drew and Sheila watched them from the kitchen window.

"There's an incredible likeness between those two and Possible and the buffoon, don't you think?"

Sheila smiled. "You still see him as a buffoon despite the fact he's holding the entire world in his grasp."

"No, it's…it's just an old habit."

"Do you think we should tell her?"

Drew had suspected his wife would bring up the subject when they heard the new.

"I'm not sure. She's still very young. She would be in great danger if we told her."

"She's already in great danger Drew! If Princess has told Stoppable about Kimberly on her death bed, it will only be a matter of time before FBI shows up. I don't want her to hear the story from him. Now where Princess is gone, his inner Zorpox will flourish."

He rubbed his chin, thinking her words through. Though Drew rarely admitted it, his wife was often right, and her words made good sense this time too.

"All right, then we'll tell her tonight. But you lead the talking. I'm not good at that you know."

"Okay DrD..."

"DrD? You haven't called me that in in ten years." he smirked.

"It was a slip. Look, I gotta go now, or I'm late. Bye honey."

"Yeah, see you...Shego."

To be continued...next weekend.