She had done it! It had been one of the most excruciating experiences of her life but as Anne Marie Possible gazed at the pink bundle in her arms, she took great joy in know that she and Jim had finally done it! They were now the proud parents of a beautiful baby girl, their little Kimberly Anne Possible. She just felt…there were no words to describe the level of happiness and euphoria that she was feeling. What she held in her arms…this was now her whole world. Nothing else mattered but her.

She took a look around the hospital room, the only sounds being the squeaks and beeps from the monitors. Jim was out cold in one of the chairs. Anne still had to laugh at the image of her husband of two years tearing across the house in a panic, attempting to make sure that they had everything. Had he REALLY cleared the hedge in one jump? But here in the safety of this hospital room, the three of them were totally and completely…she froze at the appearance of a hooded figure outside the door. Her arms tightened around her newborn daughter as the hooded figure, dressed all in black, opened the door and approached mother and child. If you looked closely, you could almost see a pair of green eyes shining out from underneath the black hood.

"A daughter, as I expected. You know what this means?"

"She's not even a day old!" She did not need this right now! How could…ARRRRGGGHHH! "Jim…Jim, wake up."

The new father jerked awake, looking for the source of the…her mother? God, Jim had been expecting something like this but…their Kimmie was literally just born. He hauled himself to his feet, using every fiber of his body to resist the urge to deck the older woman standing before him. "What are you doing here Barbara?"

"This doesn't concern you Jim." The older woman's eyes were still focused on her daughter and granddaughter.

"'Doesn't concern…' Damn you, she's my daughter! Who the Hell are you to say that?"

"Mom, we don't even know if it is going to happen," Anne could understand Jim's anger. Had she not been holding Kim, she'd have leapt out of the bed and personally thrown her mother out. "And if it doesn't…then I will thank God that my daughter won't have to see the things that I've seen. My daughter will NOT grow up with the hatred that you tried to…"

"This is that Fuchsbau scum's influence. I should've.."

"GET OUT!" She couldn't take it anymore. Her mother had never forgiven her for her friendship with Amy; that had been no secret. But she had been Anne's Maid of Honor and was Kim's Godmother. There was no one on earth besides Jim that Anne felt closer to. When she had come into her abilities, her parents had done everything to instill her mother's hatred for all Wesen but…thank God for Amy Pritchard.

Anne's scream had attracted a good deal of attention in the ward. Spotting the extra occupant, one of the nurses marched directly in. "Ma'am, I don't know who you think you are but visiting hours ended hours ago. Do I need to call security?"

"Not if she leave's right now." Jim barked.

Anne's mother looked from daughter to son-in-law. "You can't hide from this Anne Marie Kessler. Her ancestors have been fighting this fight for generations."

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Pulling into the driveway of their house, Anne felt as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Her baby girl was finally HOME! Soon their cozy three bedroom house would be filled with the sounds…and smells…of a baby. Anne could just see it now, the swing set Jim wanted to build when their daughter got older, setting up the inflatable pool when her daughter's many friends to be would come over. The car came to a halt in front of the garage, pulling the mother out of her revere. If she knew her friends, both human and Wesen alike, there was a welcome home party waiting just inside for the proud parents and their child. Amy could most definitely be predictable.

"So do we still act surprised when we go in?" Jim inquired as he ran around to the other side to open his wife's car door.

Anne chuckled as she got out and began unbuckling Kimmie's car seat. Jim could act all innocent but she knew darn well that he would've been in league with Amy to set something like this up. While her best friend was utterly predictable, she could also read her husband like a book. She paused as her daughter's green eyes locked with hers. The doctor in Anne knew that Kimmie couldn't really "see" her but…she knew. Little Kimmie Possible knew that she was home.

It was a splendid bit of acting if Anne said so herself. Upon entering, friends of all shapes and sizes burst out of everywhere with a chorus of "SURPRISE". And at the head of this band of home invaders was none other than Amy Pritchard herself, a look of joy splayed across her face. Anne could spot the ginger colored fur that momentarily spread across her friend's face but was quickly forgotten as Anne was engulfed in a tight Fuchsbau hug.

"Oh CONGRATULATIONS," Amy knelt down and lifted the blanket to get a view of her new niece. "Kimmie Possible, you are just the cutest little thing I have ever seen!"

Everybody absolutely adored little Kimmie. Mr. and Mrs. Windal, the elderly Eisbiber couple from next door assured Anne and Jim that they were available to babysit whenever the couple needed a night out, "because that was what you needed to keep the relationship alive". Typical Eisbibers; they were as friendly as could be but definitely tended to be a little to…maybe "curious" was the right word. All of Jim's friends from the lab were in attendance. After almost two hours of a party and the guest of honor being held several times over, the guests were shoed out, leaving only the Possible family and Amy Pritchard to clean up. Jim was currently putting Kimmie to bed, giving the ladies a moment alone.

"You're KIDDING," Amy gasped, tossing used cups into her trash bag. "She broke into your hospital room?"

"Had I not had Kim in my arms at the time, I'd have thrown her out the window," Anne groaned as she sunk into a recliner.

"Girl, you're my BFF and I love you. Please don't take this the wrong way but…your mom is freaking NUTS…even for a…you know."

Anne certainly couldn't take any offense. It had been quite a journey finding out that your family was descendants of a secret order dedicated to fighting the dark creatures of the world. It was something out of the Twilight Zone but it WAS her heritage. But when she read about some of the things her ancestors had done…it made her skin crawl. Wesen…it was in no way black and white. She'd come across and killed Wesen so evil that she'd pulled the trigger without even thinking about it. But people like the Windals? Amy? The idea of killing them in cold blood was unthinkable.

"Well Possible Junior is finally down for the night," Jim traipsed down the stairs and plopped down next to Anne, heaving a tired sigh. "Is this Wesen talk or can anyone join in?"

Two pairs of eyes rolled at the feeble attempt at humor and a pillow smacked Jim in the head. No one had ever wanted to be a dad more than Jim Possible. That was one of the things that first attracted Anne to Jim, how good he was with kids and how badly he wanted a few of his own. A further miracle was how easily he'd accepted his wife's unusual ancestry let alone his wife's best friend. Anne had indulgently listened for hours on Jim's rants on the possibility of alien life. Finding out that stories and legends were actually real? Not that much of an extra step when you thought about it.

"Don't quit your day job Jimmy," Amy let loose with a cackle of laughter and hefted the now full trash bag over her shoulder. "I'll leave this by the side of the road. Then I gotta head out."

"Don't forget about poker next week," Jim called as his wife's friend headed towards the door. "You're still in possession of some of MY money."

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She just couldn't walk away. Anne stood in her nightgown, gazing upon her infant daughter, and taking stock of things. Eleven years; that was how long she had to wait. For the women in her bloodline, it rarely took more than eleven years for the ability to manifest itself. If her eleventh birthday came to pass like any other, Anne Marie Possible would thank God to her dying day that she wouldn't be a part of this war. Her daughter, if there was any justice in the world, would have a real childhood. She would grow up, go to college, and god willing, maybe start a family of her own. She would have no knowledge of Wesen, of Royals.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Jim wrapped his arms around his beloved wife and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"James Michael Possible, the day I met you was the greatest day of my life. We're…we're now a family and I can't imagine being any happier than this."

Author's Notes:

This is my most original story to date. I recently got turned on to the NBC TV series Grimm and had so much fun writing my other series that I thought it would be fun to explore how the Girl Who Can Do Anything would react to a world like that.

Grimm and all associated characters are the copyrighted property of NBC and are used strictly for non-profit entertainment purposes.

Kim Possible is the copyrighted property of the Disney corporation and the intellectual property of Bob Schooly and Mark McCorkle and are used strictly for non-profit entertainment purposes.