Well, I know I said the next story I would post was a KP story called Fallout, but there's a problem. Thanks to technical difficulties, my computer lost the story. So while I try to recall what all I wrote, I decided to do another Secret Identity story, and most likely the final one. I came up with aninteresting idea with this story. So this is just the first chapter, but things should pick up later. So now, drimrole please, the premire of Secret Identity: VIRUS.
I don't own Kim Possible or Superman. If I did, I would be filthy stinking rich. Enjoy the story.
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Secret Identity:
V I R U S
Downtown Upperton on a sunny day was what one would call a rare. Barley any clouds in the sky, with no dark rain clouds to be seen anywhere. Barley traffic along the roads with no horns honking, and no people shouting insults to one another as rage would take them over. IT was so peaceful and picturesque. The kind of day that would want to make visitors want to move to Upperton and live their in peace and quiet. It was a shame that it didn't last long. The calm and quiet of the day was shattered when an old Volkswagen Van went barreling down the street at full speed, bobbing and weaving through traffic like a hunting dog in the wild.
Not too far behind the van were three police cruisers, sirens blaring as loud as they possibly could. Even though the roads weren't as bad as they normally were, the other cars in their way still made the chase uneasy. Even though the alarms were giving the drivers warning of their urgency and importance, a few motorists veered in front of them, causing them to change their direction and speed at the last minute. The trailing cruiser had to swerve at the last minute to avoid an F-250, and found itself crashing into the rear end of a Pontiac Sunfire. The other two continued their chase, raging past a small studio that was still under construction. The two people inside saw the chase and watched as the two cop cars sped past them like a bat out of hell.
The driver in the VW van was almost in a state of blissful euphoria as he tried to escape from the cops that were after them. To him, this was the ultimate thrill. He had done many thrill adventures and stunts, but the adrenaline rush was nothing compared to now. He was almost giggling as he ran and darted through traffic. Forget your roller coasters and your bungee humping, this was what thrill seeking meant to him. He kept his wide open eyes on the road as he drove, the weight of his foot increasing its pressure onto the gas pedal. As his excitement and heart rate rose, he thought he got a glance at something. In his driver side mirror, he thought he saw a flash of red closing in on him close, but now there wasn't anything there. He just shook it off and continued to drive. Nothing was going to end this thrill for him.
That's when something he didn't expect happened. The van felt like it was sowing down, but how could that be? He was flooring it at full speed. The speedometer was reaching full speed, but the van was virtually stopped. He looked outside the windshield and almost choked on his own breath as he saw the obstacle in front of him. Clad in read, with a red mask, tallow boots, and a blazing yellow lightning bolt going across a small white circle on his chest, stood a man he only thought was the elaborate work of desperate reporters. Out of the comics and, into real life stood The Flash. His arms were spinning in circles so fast that they looked like a solid red blur. The gusts of wind they were creating were immobilizing the van.
In his state of confusion, he pressed the pedal to the floor and saw it change nothing. The red clad superhero just smiled as he saw the stunned look on the driver's face. He kept pouring on the wind for a little bit longer as he heard the squeal from the rubber tires going against the concrete of the street. When he saw the remaining two police cars pull up, he stopped spinning his arms and ran out of the van's direction before anyone could blink. The driver found himself going at top speed in one instant and found himself on a collision course with a armored car that was stopped in front of him. In his state of panic, he swerved out of the way and into the display window of one of the many retail stores that were up and down the street. Before the driver could try and back out, he felt the van jerk and fall a little. He looked out his window and saw that all four tires had been taken off of the van.
"GET OUT OF THE VAN WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!" one of the officers shouted at the driver.
The driver was looking for the pistol he had brought with him, hoping to maybe make a fast getaway. When the door opened, he found himself being yanked from the van and thrown onto the cold concrete. When he looked up, he saw the grinning hero in red standing over him.
"When are you guys going to learn?" the man asked him.
"Thanks, Flash. This guy and a few of his buddies just held up a bank not too long ago. We were able to get a few of his friends, but he got away with the money." The police officer told the hero.
"Then I say it's about time we take it back." The Flash said as he walked over to the back of the van and opened it.
All of the people were stunned at what they saw. The massive bags were opened and what was inside was what made them temporarily freeze. It wasn't dollar bills, but shredded pages from newspapers and various magazines to make the bags look like they were filled with money. The driver just started laughing at the hero and police officers as he was handcuffed and thrown into one of the squad cars.
"It was a setup!" one officer said.
"Then that means – Where are the officers that arrested the bank robbers?" another officer asked his partner.
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"It sure took you guys long enough!" a man in a designer suit said as three others, along with four men dressed as police officers, climbed into a waiting helicopter.
"It ain't my fault that the cops are so slow. Anyway, we've got the money." One officer said as he climbed into the pilot's seat with one of the men in the designer suits sitting in the co-pilot's seat.
"I just wish I could see the looks on those pigs' faces!" The other officer said as he sat in the chopper and opened one of the many bags. His smile grew as he looked at all the hundred dollars bills packed so nicely into separate stacks.
"Payday, boys! Payday!" the man said as they started to lift into the air.
"What about Donnie? What about his share?" one of the men asked the pilot.
"That danger freak? Screw him!" the pilot said as they flew over the skies of Upperton.
All of them were relaxing after a job well done. Weeks, in fact months, of planning and ironing out the bugs had now paid off. Getting real officer's uniforms, finding a way to switch the bags, had now a paid for itself. That's when the chopper suddenly lurched to a stop and caused warning lights and signals to go off.
"What the hell's going on?"
"I don't know! We have to be caught on something! If I can't shake us loose, the engine's going to burn up!" the pilot said as he tried jerking the controls. Something had to give!
One of the men in the three piece suits looked out the sides of the open helicopter to see what they might be caught on. What he saw made his eyes bulge from his sockets and the front of his slacks gain a large damp spot.
"Guys, you are not going believe this!" he said as he sat back inside the chopper.
"We're a damn flag pole, are we?" the pilot asked, trying to figure out what was wrong.
"No, it's a whole lot worse!" the man said as the chopper was jerked again. The pilot and two others looked to where there friend had glanced, and almost all of them said the same curse word at the same time.
"What is it?" the co-pilot asked.
"It's Superman!" the pilot said as he sat back in his seat.
The young man smile as he gave the flying machine one more jolt, and was enjoying the fact that they were so nervous. Their heart beats were like a thunderous drum line in his ears as he listened to them closely. That's when the engine powering the rotors shorted out, causing the helicopter to loose it's balance and start falling. Superman let go of his grip on the tail of the helicopter and quickly flew underneath it to get a better grip. As he flew to his destination, he could still hear all the men in the helicopter crying and moaning.
"Would you guys shut up? Man! Not even little kids whine as much as you guys!" the caped hero said as he continued to fly over Upperton.
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"They boarded a chopper not too long ago. Their badge numbers are from to officers that were killed in a shootout three years ago." The officer said to The Flash.
"Great. Do you have any choppers in the air?" the Flash asked him.
"A few, but there's a problem. They lost sight of the suspects' chopper not too long after take off." The cop said.
"Where are they?" the Flash asked himself.
That's when the large air vehicle crashed right behind them, breaking the landing rails that were attached and causing to land on its underbelly. The Flash turned and looked at it as the officers had their guns drawn on the men inside, and looked above it and at the caped figure that was floating above it.
"SHOW OFF!" the Flash shouted at him.
"Hey, just trying to help." Superman said before he flew off and back into the skies above.
"First Superman, and then you. Who's going to show up next? Batman or Wonder Woman?" the officer asked.
"Hopefully, we're just the only ones. Gotta go." The Flash said and was gone in the blink of an eye.
"I swear I'll never get used to the idea that I actually got to talk to The Flash. And I grew up reading his comics." The officer said with a laugh as he went to help with the arresting officers.
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In the unfinished art gallery, the petite woman inside sat and watched the news break with a small smile on her face. She let her blond hair free from the pony tail she had it tied in and drank one of the bottled waters that was kept in a small fridge in the back. She just smiled as she watched the Flash call Superman a show off. She just bit her lip to try and keep from smiling any broader and finished off her bottled water.
She jumped with a start when she heard the door to the fridge slam close. She looked to the back of the gallery to see a man cad in red with yellow boots and gloves downing a bottle of water.
"Haven't you ever heard of a secret identity?" the young blond woman asked him.
"Haven't you ever heard of dying of thirst?" the man said as he pulled off his mask and grabbed another bottle of water. "Why I decided to make this thing out of leather?" he asked himself as he downed the bottle's contents.
"You were thinking of making it stylish? If you want, we can see if Wade came make it out of something better." She said.
"Maybe. Maybe even a way for me not to eat and drink so much after I use those boots. Man, am I thirsty." Josh said.
"Well, you did good today. So maybe we can put this off until tomorrow." Tara said as she hugged Josh and put her head against his chest.
"The gallery opening is in two months. You think we can wait that long?" Josh asked her.
"What do you think?" she asked him with a smile as she kissed him.
"Okay, Supergirl. I think I can agree to your logic." Josh said as he threw the mask onto the floor and kissed his girlfriend in the air conditioned confines of their soon-to-be art gallery.
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"I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, I am so late!" Superman kept repeating over and over again as he flew through the skies as fast as he could. He was making a straight line for the building that housed the Upperton Chronicle as he kept repeating the same words over and over again. He quickly landed on the roof, grabbed a package that was wrapped in plastic, and entered the stairwell that led down to one of the lower floors. As he made his way to the exit, he noticed his reflection in the glass that covered a fire extinguisher. As he looked at his reflection, he mumbled a silent curse word and slapped the belt buckle that was hidden under his blue three piece suit.
The black hair, blue eyes, and fair skin was soon gone and replaced by his natural unruly blond hair, freckles, and chocolate brown eyes. With a goofy grin, he exited the stair we and onto his intended floor. A few more steps later, and he found himself in the busy city room of the Upperton Chronicle. With a slight smile, he maneuvered his way through the rush of reporters and made his way to the two desks that were sat facing each other. With a deep sigh, he sat down at one of the desks and turned on his computer.
The vacant desk belonged to his best friend, his partner, and wife Kim Possible. Right now, Kim was two weeks over due and at home. The editor, and Kim's older cousin, Helena didn't want to risk her going into labor while on assignment or at work. Against Kim's wishes and rants, Helena told Kim to stay at home until her little bun in the oven was out. So that left Ron having to be Superman, write about his adventures and other events, and wait on Kim hand and foot. It wasn't so bad, until she would use her powers to turn parts of the house into a living model of the North Pole.
Some months ago, almost a full year ago, Shego had given herself, Monkey Fist, and Senor Senior Jr. the same powers he had with the very same laser. Ron was able to trick them and get rid of their powers, but Shego tried to regain her abilities. Kim and Shego ended up in a fight, and Ron ended up pulling them out of the lasers path. Or so he thought. It turned out that Kim had gotten hit, and now had the same super powers Ron possessed. But instead of showing them off in a blue pair of tights and a red cape, she kept them a secret and used them to finish her missions quicker. Then she got pregnant and took some much needed time off. He was excited too.
He was going to be a father. He hoped it would be some time real soon. Every time he slept close to Kim, he felt their kid kicking him in the stomach. Of course, there was still something that scared him to death. Would their kid have super powers? And if it did, how would they keep them a secret? Oh, maybe he should have called in sick today. HE had to calm himself and pray Helena didn't notice that he was late getting into work again.
"STOPPABLE! MY OFFICE, NOW!" Helena bellowed like a raging lion.
"Crud." Ron said as he got up and made his way to the boss' office.
Stoppable was in the office of the boss and was as nervous as a mouse facing a starving cat. Last time he was facing Helena like this, it was when she revealed she knew his secret and tried to shoot him. Of course the gun was filled with blanks, but he never knew what to expect with Helena Possible. Helena was looking out her window when she finally turned to face the young reporter.
"Stoppable, do you work here?" she asked him.
"Last time I checked, I did." Ron said.
"Do you work here as a reporter?"
"Yes." He answered.
"Then can you tell me why the hell one of my reporters gets in here almost an hour after his shift starts?" Helena asked as her voice began to grow in volume.
"It wasn't my fault. There was a little – bank problem." Ron said.
"Bank problem?" Helena asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You didn't hear about it? It was on all the news channels and radio stations? A Very elaborate bank robbery, but Superman took care of it." Ron said, trying to fight back a smug grin.
"I knew about it, I'm just wondering if you did. Ron, I know it's hard having to deal with this double identity, but you have to try and get here faster. If you don't , the guys upstairs will want me to fire you. They're already jumping up and down about letting the last few times slide." Helena told him.
"I'm sorry, Helena. Everything's a bit crazy right now. I'll try harder to get here." He told her, feeling like he was almost facing principal Barkin again.
"Then why are you sitting here? Star writing that story NOW!" Helena said and pointed out to his desk.
Ron was almost out the door when he heard Helena's voice again.
"How is Kim doing?" Helena asked her.
"She's mainly frustrated. She thinks she looks like a hot air balloon." Ron told her.
"Is there any sign that it?" Helena asked while drawing an S on her chest with her finger.
"Helena, it isn't even born yet." Ron told her.
"Sorry. It's not every day that my cousin marries Superman and is having his baby. Do you know what it is?" she asked him.
"No. We want it to be a surprise. I almost feel like a kid at Christmas." Ron told her.
"Then you better get moving, because it looks like the gift is a little pissed." Helena said as she looked out into the city room.
Ron was a little confused at first when he heard Helena's remark. That's when he heard something as loud as a whisper that made him gulp.
"I know you can hear me Ron. And if you value your life, you better not call me Jolly Old St. Nick." He heard Kim say as she made her way across the room.
"No matter what I do, I'm always making her mad." Ron said to himself as Helena giggled.
"Kim, what are you doing here?" Ron asked his wife.
"I'm sick and tired of waiting at home. I need to do something! Can we call Wade and see if I can go on a mission? How about an assignment from Helena?" Kim asked her husband with pleading eyes.
"Sorry, Kim. Even the doctor told you to not do anything, especially missions." Ron told her.
"Ron, I've got cabin fever like you wouldn't believe! My ankles hurt, I can't see my feet, and if I don't do something then I'm going to go crazy!" Kim told her husband.
"Kim, I'd love to help you but," Ron cut off his sentence when he looked up and had the look.
Kim knew instantly what was going on as she heard it too. It was the faint radio signal of a ship out to sea. It was broadcasting a mayday over and over again. From the sound of it, things sounded pretty bad.
"Go." Kim said to him.
"Are you sure?" he asked her.
"Ronald Dean Stoppable, would you just get out of here." Kim threatened.
"God, my whole name. Okay, I'm going!" Ron said as he rushed out of the office.
Kim just shook her head as she saw her husband leave and let out a depressed smile. She looked at her desk and wished she could be sitting behind it right now. She looked at Ron's computer screen and smiled when she saw his wallpaper was a photo of them when they were twelve. Kim began to think for a moment, glanced around the office, and decided what the hell. Thanks to x-ray vision, or a high powered telescope that her father gave her as a wedding gift, she saw what Ron and Josh did almost first hand. Helena always wanted her to write, so she may as well give it a shot. Kim had never really tried writing before, so this would be a new experience. And the last thing she wanted to do was to go back at the house and go crazy.
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She was as grand as a hotel, and looked like a living palace from the legends of King Arthur itself. The new cruise ship, Eleanor, seemed to be something that should belong in a dream. She was almost the size of the Titanic and had the latest technology installed into every single floor of the ship. Three grand bal rooms, one massive lobby, and at east five bars that were also dance clubs for some of the younger passengers. It even had an Imax theatre.
The passengers on board were enjoying themselves as the ship sailed along the waters of the Atlantic ocean, almost like it was gliding through the water like a bird through the sky. Even the captain seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere as the ship continued its course. There he was, enjoying a the marvelous bodies that could grace walls in calendars, when he should have been with his second at the bridge.
At the helm of the bridge was the first officer, Hugh Lawrence. He wanted something different from the Navy and thought being apart of Cruise lines might be more of his style. Most of the men that was with him had served on a ship one way or another before they came on board this ship. Mr. Lawrence was enjoying a nice cup of tea as he checked all the instruments and the readings. So far, everything seemed normal. As Lawrence took a sip of the warm liquid, he heard a shrill beeping coming from the radar. Lawrence went and took a glance at it, but became confused at what he saw.
"Bromes, can you hand me the binoculars?" Lawrence asked one of the officers.
Lawrence took the binoculars and looked out the massive windows in front of them. So far, all he saw was nothing but normal and calm ocean. The sun's light was reflecting off of the waters nicely and –
"Oh Christ!" Lawrence said as he saw what the radar detected.
In front of him was a massive wall of ocean that had to be at least over one-hundred feet high! He had heard of them, but he had never seen one until now. It was a massive Rogue wave!
"SEND OUT THE SOS! GET EVERYONE INSIDE NOW!" Lawrence said as he went to one of the control panels and hit an emergency alarm.
Everyone on the decks were screaming as they saw the massive wave coming towards the ship. Everyone was doing their best to try and reach the interior of the ship, and quickly became a screaming mob. Passengers were being trampled over by people that were too scared to even think. Others were almost shoved over the edge of the ship as people tried to get to safety. Inside was even worse. Like rats trying to abandon ship, everyone was screaming for their lives. Some were even piling on top of the glass elevators as they moved to various floors. And the Captain? Instead of heading for his bridge, he was heading for his cabin. However, he never made it back when the wave finally hit.
The force of the wave rocked the boat with a massive jolt, actually pushing it to one side until one of the propellers was out of the water. The water kept pouring onto it though. The force of the wave kept pushing against the massive craft, making it lean until it was almost on its side. Everyone was screaming as the boat shifted. People were falling over railings and rolling along the walls. Two empty glass elevators shattered as pieces of unbolted furniture crashed through them. Passengers were getting injured with every tumble. Most were thinking that they were going to die, and begging for their end not to be like this.
That's when the ship stopped moving. Everything was still and quiet. The boat seemed to have leveled off on its side for now. No one dared move out of fear from the ship tilting again. That's when the ship began to shudder and groan from the stress on the ship's structure. A few of the passengers were starting to scream again, fearing the worst. The last thing people wanted was a real life Poseidon Adventure.
In the bridge, Lawrence tried to find out what was going on. He wiped the blood from his eyes and his forehead as he made his way back to the console. The wave had stopped, but the radar showed something else. It was very small, too small to be a boat. It was beneath the submerged side of the ship, and it seemed to be pushing against the boat itself. When Lawrence felt the shudder, he quickly rose to his feet and went to one of the windows. As he looked, he saw that the ship was rising out of the water! The ship was still shuddering, and he could hear the strain of the ship's frame as they were lifted up into the air. That's when he noticed something else. They were slowing turning right side up.
It wasn't as fast or as sudden like when the wave hit, but it was slow. It almost seemed like whatever force that was pushing them was trying to give them time to get to safety. Soon, the crew, and all the passengers found themselves standing right side up again. Many were injured and bleeding, many were also unconscious. They began to try and see who was all right and who needed medical help the most when the felt the boat move again. A few people screamed from terror, but nothing happened.
Mr. Lawrence however was speechless as he found the righted ship flying over the ocean! Not sailing, but actually flying above the ocean itself! Below the ocean liner, with a small grimace on his face, Ron Stoppable in his Superman uniform concentrated as he flew the ship to shore. It was a little heavier than what he was used to, but he knew he could do it. Once he reached the shore, he would set it down somewhere shallow in case there were any holes in the hull, and then help with the passengers. It looked like Helena wasn't going to get that article on time after all.
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After three re-writes, and a quick glance at some of the enlarged articles that hung on the walls of the Upperton Chronicle, she had written something that sounded decent. And the best part of it was, she sent it to Helena with her name as the author. She wondered how Helena would react to her little cousin finally breaking down and wrote an article.
"STOPPABLE! Would you mind telling me why you just wrote an article about the Flash and Superman when you should be home in bed?" her cousin asked as she walked out of her office and walked toward Kim with a slight smile. Apparently, Kim didn't do such a bad job on writing it.
Before Kim could say anything, she felt a sharp pain go through her stomach and down the lower half of her back. As she gritted her teeth, she noticed that her legs felt damp. She looked at the floor and saw that it looked like someone had spilt a gallon of water on the floor.
"Kim, will you answer me? Oh my God, your water broke! KAUFFMAN! GET AN AMBULANCE UP HERE NOW!" Helena screamed as loud as she could.
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High above the planet, in a close orbit, Ron floated in space and listened to the sounds of the world. Rescuing the ship took longer than he expected, and then he had stop a few robberies here and there. Right now, he just tried to relax. Now and then he came here for the quiet, and other times he came here to listen for trouble. Through al the noises going on in the world, the radios transmissions, people shouting, and all the other sounds echoing across the world, one voice came to him as clear as if the person that it belonged to were right next to him.
"Ron, it's time." His wife voice echoed in his ears.
His eyes shot open, and he began to shoot back into the planet's atmosphere like a bat out of hell! The fire of re-entry tried to burn away at his suit as he sliced through the thick protective atmosphere, but Wade had made some improvements to the suit lately. The suit was super heat resistant, and able to withstand the friction of incredible speeds. Soon, Ron found himself flying over the Atlantic and could see the New York coast coming up fast. He miscalculated his entry point and was on the other side of the country! Ron began to add a little more speed as he past the Statue of Liberty, and then heard his wife's voice echo in his ears again.
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"Okay Miss Stoppable. You're dilating rather quickly, so we're going to be giving you an epidural in just a moment." Her doctor said as she checked the baby monitor that was hooked up to Kim's bulging stomach.
"Wait, I haven't been in labor that long. How soon am I going to have my baby?" Kim asked her.
"Not too much longer. Don't worry, I've seen faster births than this. Sit up real quick." The doctor said as she raised Kim up.
"Okay Kim, we're going to be injecting this into the base of your spine, so it might hurt a little." Another doctor said as he prepared a needle.
"Wait, what about my baby?" she asked them. She knew better from having a mother for a doctor, but it was different now it was her having a baby.
"The baby should be unaffected." The man said as he pressed the needle against Kim's skin and saw it break in half.
"What happened?" Kim asked them.
"The needle broke, Kim. We're checking to make sure there aren't any fragment in your skin." The doctor said as Kim mentally kicked herself.
Ron had learned to control his invulnerability through meditation, but Kim had forgotten to learn it. What would she do when they tried again? She didn't have to worry. She felt another contraction coming on, and this one was big! She let out an ear piercing scream as she grabbed the rail on the side of her hospital bed and ripped it off.
"Whoa!" her doctor said as she checked the readouts. "No time for another try, she's dilated to ten. Kim, you have to give me a big push." The doctor said as she raised the blanket to over Kim's knees.
"But Ron isn't here yet." Kim said.
"WE can't wait Kim, your baby wants to come out now. Come on Kim, PUSH!" the doctor said as another contraction rocked Kim's body.
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"RON STOPPABLE! If you're not here for the birth of your baby, I swear I'll burn off the part that made it!" Kim yelled.
"Aw, screw it!" Ron said and blasted away at full speed!
Windows cracked and almost flew out of their frames as Ron sped past. People had to keep their balance as a gush of wind almost knocked them off their feet, and parking meters were ripped free from the concrete that anchored them to the ground. A massive whirlwind that would have but Hurricane Andrew to shame was wreaking havoc across the country as Ron poured on speed to reach his wife in time.
In two minutes, a very tired and very worried Ron Stoppable burst into the hospital lobby and stumbled to the admitting desk. His three piece suit was a wreck, and his blond hair looked like it had a close encounter with a typhoon. He was gasping for breath like a fish out of water as he ran to the nurse's station, almost tripping over his own two feet.
"Kim. Kim Stoppable – baby – she's having – where?" Ron asked.
"And you are?" the nurse asked.
"Ron Stoppable, she's my wife. She's having my baby." Ron said as he tried to regain his breath.
"I'll call maternity, give me a moment." The woman said and picked up her phone. A few moments later, she looked back up at Ron. "She's already in the maternity ward, that's on the fifth floor." The nurse told him.
"Thank you!" Ron said and ran towards the elevator, and almost knocking over a patient on their way out.
"Why are the new fathers almost always the same?" the nurse asked herself.
Ron bolted out of the elevator in a panic, looking for the nurse's station. Like an idiot, he forgot to ask which room Kim was in. Some superhero he was! After running through a few halls, Ron skidded to a stop once he found what he was looking for.
"I-I'm Ron Stoppable, my wife Kim is in labor! Where is she?" Ron asked as he began to hyperventilate.
"The young red head that's already broke two nurse's hands?" the nurse asked him.
"She doesn't know her own strength." Ron said with a nervous laugh.
"Down the hall and to the left." The nurse told him, and saw run bolt for it. "Wait, sir! She's already dilated!" the nurse shouted, but Ron ignored her.
Ron burst into Kim's room just in time to see her give a massive scream and watch his brand new, healthy, new born daughter be brought into the world. Her matted hair was as red as her mothers as she gazed in wide eyed wonder at the sights all around her. When she saw Ron, he could have sworn the baby smiled. Kim saw her husband with his eyes as wide as saucers and smiled as the doctors began to clean off the little girl. Ron couldn't help but smile as he saw the little child not even cry, and passed out from seeing how she had been born. Kim just laughed as they handed her the new born baby, and tried to figure out how Ron had dented the floor of her hospital room.
"While we take care of your husband, do you have a name for her?" the doctor asked her.
"Yeah, I do. Miriam Veronica Stoppable." Kim said.
"That's different." One nurse said as she saw the little infant in Kim's arms.
"We wanted to her to have a special name. Hi Mim, I'm your mommy." Kim said as she felt the little child grip her finger.