In Their Own Words
Name: Ronald Kevin Stoppable.
Age: 18 years.
Location: The bathroom of a First Class flight, en route to Chicago O'Hare International.
I know I'm never very serious at the best of times, but I guess there's a time for personal growth in every young man's life. KP, this is something I've asked Wade to save for you in case something should happen to me, so here goes… Firstly, I just want to say that life with you has been an absolute blast! The things we've been through together have taught me that there's a whole world that's definitely worth seeing, but I could never have seen them on my own. If I'd never known you, I would never courage. I'd never know love, and that's really what all this is about… I know you told me that the whole crushin' phase was all planted in your head by that little chip, but things at the airport and later in our room started to get me all turned around. Funny, really. How you can see someone every day but not really, y'know, actually see them? I guess I started crushin' back at you a little later than you expected, but at least I'm reciprocating. Yes, Wade helped me with that word; I know you're probably wonderin'…
Secondly, there's something else weighing pretty heavy on my mind. I didn't fight my way out of the Bebe hive single-handedly all the way to Reno. As if you couldn't already tell… No, Kim, I got rescued. Rescued from certain doom, by Shego. I'll say that again, just in case you thought you were goin' crazy. Shego saved my worthless hide out of the goodness of her heart! She told me something that I never expected to hear in a million years, are you ready for this? If you're not already, you might wanna sit down. I, Ron Stoppable, am no longer the only child I thought I was all my life. Shego claims that she's the sister that my parents hid from me. I can't tell whether she was just makin' it up or not, but it scares me… I don't know if I can work up the courage to ask Mom or Dad for the truth.
Name: Kimberly Ann Possible.
Age: 18 years.
Location: Possible family home, 980 Middleton Heights, Middleton IL.
We've been home for two weeks now, Ron. There are things I've wanted to tell you, but I just can't say them to your face. Imagine that, huh? "The Girl Who Can Do Anything", quaking in her comfortable sneakers at the thought of talking to her very best friend in the whole world for just a few minutes. But lately something's been bothering me, Ron. Not your scar, which I will freely admit actually looks good on you, but the way I think and feel when I look at you. When you broke down and cried in the middle of the food court, telling me that your heart was safest in my hands. When you said you were willing to keep it a secret, I understand now that you were only thinking of our life's work. I do love you, Ron Stoppable, I love you more than words can express…
I know that you're ready, and that you feel the same way about me. I've seen that look in your eyes, and now I've shared your thoughts with you. But there are still so many things that scare you, things that I'm probably not able to understand or help you with. And when I can't help you, it frightens me too. Oh, Ron… My feelings for you are the worst enemy I could have. And yet, I want to surrender to them. Wherever you are, whatever it is that you're doing, I just want to be there with you. I swear, if something should come between us, I'll fight with all my heart and soul to bring us back together, to the way we should be.