A/N: I've kind of had this idea for a while now and decided to put it into a story. I hope you like it! R/R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. It belongs to Disney and its creators. If it was in the show, I don't own it. I am not doing this for money, only for fun and practice.
Claimer: Krista Ruthie Moore is my OC. If you want to use her, please ask.
After All This Time
Chapter 1: 11 Years Ago…
2 A.M., December 18
Rain poured down on the empty Wyoming street. It was the middle of the night, yet one lone car drove carefully through the downpour, a specific destination in mind. Two blocks later, the car pulled over to the curb, the lights turned off, and two figures emerged from the front seat, wearing nothing but black. One of them opened the back door, and carefully removed a basket with blankets covering the bottom. The other removed a small bundle.
The two carefully walked up to the door of 'The Cheyenne Home for Children' and placed the basket on the floor, under the awning and out of the rain. The little bundle was gently placed on top of the blankets. The couple stayed a moment longer, then rang the bell and ran off. The car was quickly started, and the two disappeared around the corner.
Not five seconds later, the front door opened. A lady in her mid-thirties looked around outside, then looked down at the basket on her doorstep. Though she had seen babies left in the night many times before, this time seemed different. Attached to the top of the basket was a note and a birth certificate.
Her name is Krista Ruthie. Please place her with a good, loving family, and let her know we love her so much, but we had to let her go.
The birth certificate was strange thought. The name was filled out, other than the last name, along with the date of birth, but the mother and father spots were empty. The lady, Mrs. Wilson, looked at the bottom of the note. There was something else written.
Please have the couple who adopts her fill out their names on the certificate.
Mrs. Wilson put the two pieces of paper in her pocket and picked the baby up from the basket. She was asleep, but she was the most beautiful baby she had ever seen. Mrs. Wilson took the basket and the baby inside, absolutely sure that this was one child they wouldn't have a problem getting adopted.
A/N: This was a short chapter, but it was only the beginning. Please give me some feedback about whether you want to see more or not in a review. Thanks!
-LP99