All characters and places in this story belong to the Disney Corporation, just like everything else does anymore. Original creators, Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley I receive nothing for the writing of this story.

A Kim/Ron Fanfic.

To everyone that has reviewed this story, thank you. And I'm sorry if it's going to take a turn away from focusing on Kim and Ron's happy day, but I did say early that family and friends will bring their own dramas to the wedding. Maybe a little more than I really wanted but the foundations were laid awhile back in another story and I have to finish that part of it.

Any questions about them having invited Lord Fiske and Dr. Hall (DNAmy) will mostly get answered in the next part of this scene. The photograph, well, wait for the epilog on that.

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Previously

"It's your wedding day and tonight is your wedding night. I'll figure out how to deal with this problem and still let you two have today and tonight. Uninterrupted."

"Thanks Wade."
"Hey. It's my job. I am your best man."

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Kim waited outside by the van along with Joss just to keep her company while her father and Uncle Slim went in to warn Ron that she was getting ready to enter the building. Her mother stood outside the main doors to act as a relay for when her father gave the okay signal.

"Cousin Kim." Joss said as they were waiting. "Maybe it taint any of my bee's wax, but is everything alright with your dad? He was a trying to appolegize to ya for something all the way here and then I heard him a talking to my paw afore you came down ta leave."

"Something's been bothering him for a while now and I don't know what it is. Mom knows and she's not talking, but she said that she'd make sure it got dealt with before the wedding. Why? What were they talking about?"

"I couldn't make head ner tails of all of what they were a sayin, but what I heard had something to do with him a wanting my paw walk you down the aisle instead a him."

"Do what?!" suddenly very worried. Not so much for her wedding but for her father.

Joss could only nod as she said, "I figured you aught ta know a fore it got that far cousin."

Gathering everything that she still had to carry in, she told Joss to get her stuff as well before she said, "We're going in now."

Just as they started up the steps, her mother turned to wave them to come in. When she saw the look on her daughter's face, the smile disappeared from Ann's as she hurried down to intercept them.

"Now Kim."

"Mother, what in the world is going on? He's wanting Uncle Slim to walk me down the aisle? Daddy's been talking about doing that ever since Ron and I set the date for the wedding."

"Kimberly Ann!" her mother said loud enough to override the worry and panic that was starting to creep into Kim's voice, hoping that hearing her middle name would make her pause long enough to listen for a second.

It worked. But Ann knew that it wouldn't last long.

"I'm sorry that you have to find out about this today of all days, but you weren't the only one that suffered from what happened last month."

"Yeah, but..."

"Do you remember what you were forced to remember when you were brain washed, the reason why you now have short hair? The pain you felt about what you did to Ron so long ago?"

"But he..."

"Your father has been going through the same thing over something he did to Ron, only he wasn't able to talk about it, and it's been festering in him for long time now."

More under control of herself by now having "something" anyway to focus her worries on about her father, Kim asked, "But why didn't he say anything before this?"

Ann briefly shook her head and said, "It's a "father" thing dear. He was afraid that you or Ron would be ashamed of him or hate him because of what he did, and even though deep down he knows that that's not going to happen, he's afraid that it could."

"I have to go talk to him." Kim said as she started back up the stairs.

"No Kim." Ann said as she gently stopped her. "If you love them, you have to let them straighten it out. Now it's a "man" thing and if you interfere with that, they could end up losing respect for the other."

Kim was torn between what she wanted to do and what her mother thought she should do.

"Do you trust Ron?" Ann asked and Kim nodded.

"Do you trust your father?" Again Kim nodded.

"Then trust them to take care of this matter between them. Please."

Kim calmed down again after seeing what her mother was trying to explain to her. She didn't like not being able to help the two men that meant so much to her, but she understood that she could end up doing more harm than good if she interfered.

"I'm sorry." said Joss after a bit, feeling like this was her fault. "I should'a kept ma big mouth shut and ne'er sad a thing."

"No Joss." said Ann and Kim almost at the same time.

"Joss, you saw a problem within the family and you tried to help by telling me about it. That's being a good friend as well as a good cousin." said Kim.

"And I should have said something to Kim about it before we left the house, but we were just so short on time." added Ann.

"Now, you two go on to the dressing room and start getting ready for the wedding. I'll go up and as soon as they are finished talking, I'll find out from your father how it went and I'll come tell you both. Does that sound like a plan?"

Both of the younger Possible women gave a small smile and nodded. All three women then finished going up the stairs and entered the build.

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[By the way, both of the statues outside still had their hands covering their faces as though they were crying. Just thought some of you might like to know that. ]

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As Kim and Joss entered the dressing room, they saw that Monique was the only person in there, along with what looked like a large steamer trunk in the middle of the room.

Upon seeing Kim enter the room, Monique let out a girlish scream and said in a high pitched voice. "Hey girl. You ready to get married finally?"as she ran over to give Kim a great big hug.

Seeing the sad look on both of the women's, named Possible, faces quickly squelched that idea. Pulling up short she asked. "What's wrong Kim?" And then she put her hands on her hips and angrily said. "Don't tell me that loser is having second thoughts about marrying you."

The look that Kim gave her best friend, girl friend, since early in high school told Monique two things. One, Ron wasn't having second thought about the wedding. The problem was something else. Two, if she didn't want to have two black eyes in the next fifteen seconds, she had better retract "that loser" comment and do it damn quick.

"I'm sorry Kim." she said as she quickly back peddled. "It's just that that was the only thing I could think of to explain the look on your guy's faces."

The sad look returned to Kim's and Joss's faces as Kim said, "It's alright Moni, this time." she added with a growl. "It's something else all together. Hopefully it will all be..."

At that moment, "Ann opened the door and came in, smiled and said to Kim and Joss. It's done girls. They talked it out and all is forgiven."

Kim looked at her mother skeptically and asked, "So there's no question about if daddy is going to give me away?"

Shaking her head Ann said. "None at all. That man of yours told your father that you two would postpone the wedding if he tried to get Slim to do it. Somehow and I don't know how he did it yet, but Ron convinced your father that what he did was a good thing and that he was grateful that your father did it in the first place. Everything's fine now."

Kim's face almost split in two as she smiled and pumped her right arm once and said. "Yowzah! Way to go Ron!" She then grabbed Joss as they hugged each other in relief. Reaching out, they pulled Ann into the hug too. When they were done, Kim looked over at a very bewildered Monique that had no idea what anyone was talking about. After disengaging herself from her mother and cousin, Kim took on a serious expression as she walked over to her maid of honor and took her hands in her's.

Looking down at their hands, Kim said in a very serious voice. "Monique."

"Ah, yeah Kim?"

"You know what this means, don't you?"

"Ah, no Kim. I don't"

Kim slowly raised her eyes up to look into Monique's and said as her face broke into that same smile again, "It means I'm getting married todaaaayyyyyy!" The two started bouncing up and down with glee as their combined squeals started to approach the same frequency as that of someone dragging their fingernail across an old chalk board.

Ann stood by till she thought her spine would start having convulsions and she went over to the two and said, "Yes. You are getting married today. Provided you can get yourself ready in time now that that little problem is out of the way."

"And Monique, what is this thing?" Ann asked as she indicated the steamer trunk looking object in the middle of the room.

As Moni walked over to it and started opening it up, she said, "I borrowed it from the Club Banana design house here in Middleton where I run the place when I'm not helping Wade. Whenever Coco wants to have a fashion show here, he wants the models to be perfect, just like our designs. (Monique actually does more designs than Coco does now. She does the designs and he gets credit for her. He takes the credit for discovering her, teaching her all she knew and she gets paid a ridiculous salary and can take off as much time as she needs, whenever she wants. It a win-win for both of them.) So they have to wear the perfect makeup too." As she finished opening it up, she stood back and revealed that it was full of just about every different type of facial makeup on the market. "I was just worried that someone might forget their makeup and I wanted everyone to look perfect today for Kim's wedding."

"Well then. I guess we had better get started."

As Kim was getting ready the other ladies came in. Shego was next to come in. She had arrived with Drew and was talking to him when Kim showed up. Having already gotten dressed, she just took her time about getting with the other ladies. It gave her a chance to take in all of the preparation work for a wedding that she and Drew never had to make. They were married by a Justice of the Peace. Something she was starting to have regrets over. Maybe she and Drew would have to remedy that later she thought to herself.

"Hey Princess." Shego said as she entered the dressing room. "Just about ready for the big day? From what I just heard and saw, it could be a dismal night."

"Hi Shego and what do you mean?" ask she kept applying her makeup.

"Well, I just heard that Mr. senior Stoppable just got around to having his little talk with little Ronnie about the birds and the bees this morning and just now Papa Possible had his little go at the same thing. When they were done, Ron ended up hugging him, so that boy's liable to be all bumfuggled so far as what's expected of him tonight. If you know what I mean." Shego taunted her as she started looking through all of the makeup that Monique had now on display.

Without even slowing her hand down as she applied her eye liner, Kim said, "Oh, that's the least of my worries for today or for tonight. After one week of no kissing of any kind and twenty four hours of not being able to see or talk to one another, we should have no problem with that part of it. Like my Mom always told me, "If the shoe fits, you better buy it and take good care of it." Right Mom?" Kim gave Joss a quick glance to make sure she now understood the source of the "Possible shoe analogy." She then turned to look directly at her mother.

Ann smiled back at Kim as she remembered that little story that her mother, Kim's maternal grandmother, had shared with Ann when she was in her early teens and she had share with Kim when she was about the same age. Ann was surprised that Kim remembered it.

Ann thought of it when she named her daughter after her mother, Kimberly Credible.

"That's right dear. After all the shopping, you found the one pair, and it had better have been the only pair, that were worth buying and bringing home."

"Oh it was the only pair that was really worth it." said Kim as she reconfirmed everything that she had confided in her mother over the years.

"Kim." interrupted Monique as she looking at Kim's gown and was totally oblivious to what the women were really talking about. "Speaking of shoes, I don't see the shoes you're going to wear with your wedding dress. Did you leave them at home?"

"Nope. I'm wearing them." replied Kim as she went back to applying her makeup.

Looking down at the shoes Kim was wearing Monique's fashion sense was horrified. "Kim. You can't be serious. Those are your mission shoes. You're not going to wear those, are you?"

"Ah yep." Kim smiled as she drawled out her answer, still concentrating on her eyeliner.

"But you wear those almost every day. You have for years."

"Ah yep."

"Kim, you've worn them through mud, muck, to hell and back and God only knows what else. I'm surprised you still keep them."

"Ah yep."

"Miss Monique." interrupted Joss.

"Not now Joss. I have to try and talk some fashion sense into the bride here."

"But Miss Monique, your mouth is talking. You might wanna look in to that."

Monique turned to look at Joss like she was just seeing her for the first time. Her eyes then narrowed as she asked, "Say what little Miss Tom Bodett wanna be?"

Joss stood her ground and said, "I mean to say that Kim has a reason she wants ta wear them shoes and right now, yer just a wasting your breath cause yer not a gonna talk her out of it. Ye might as well give it up and help her with something else."

Turning back to Kim, Monique said, "Kim?"

"She's right Monique. I'm wearing these shoes for the very reasons you just said and others. Help me with my hair instead and forget about them. The gown will cover them anyway, except from the one person that I want to see them."

Slowly shaking her head, Monique finally said, "Okay. I just don't want your wedding day to be your "fashion funeral" day too."

The other girls came in at various stages. Yori came in with Hanna, Zita came in with Linda who they were finally able to get her out of her trademark blue sweater and finally Tara. Everyone greeted Kim and everyone else, kidded a little and sat down and started making their final checks to their own makeup. Monique, Ann and Lonnie helped Kim and then Joss started helping.

Everyone but Tara. She came in and muttered a hello and scurried to the farthest makeup table she could, away from as many people as possible, trying to stay hidden almost.

Kim and Tara hadn't had a lot of time to spend with each other in recent months, mostly because of the problem Kim had had but was able to take care of last month, but then she had a lot of things to try and get caught for the wedding since then. Tara had ended up marring Josh Mankey while they were still in college. Kim was able to make it back for the wedding but Ron was away for those eight months that no one could find him, but Kim held strong to his promise that he would be home for her college graduation. He was.

Tara's wedding seemed tense for some reason. Kim never pressed her about it and Tara never offered an explanation. Most of it seemed to have come from Josh himself. Kim just guessed it was because he was under pressure to live up to his artistic potential that he'd shown in high school. She'd seen some of his recent work, but it just didn't measure up to what he did before he graduated a couple of years ahead of them. Some of it was just plain bad.

Tara though had been able to get through college and earn her teacher's license early. She had done a lot of assisting during the first year of rebuilding from the damage of the invasion. All the able bodied male teachers had volunteered with the cleanup but the primary schools stayed open since they formed the foundation for learning later in life. Tara filled in where she was needed the most. She was Hanna's favorite teacher.

Kim asked her helpers to give her a few minutes as she went back to talk to her. She almost cringed when she realized that Kim was headed back to her. Instead it looked like she tried to hide her face.

"Tara." Kim said softly. Is everything alright?"

"Yes." she tried to answer her in a normal voice but failed to disguise the fact that she had been crying.

Sitting down in a chair next to her, Kim said, "Tara, please look at me."

Slowly she turned her head to look at Kim. Kim saw that she had been crying and from the bloodshot eyes and how swollen they were, she had been for a while. Where Tara had tried to wipe away the tears, she'd smudged some of her makeup which looked like she had used a lot of it. It was those places that drew Kim's eyes as she saw something underneath.

Without saying a thing, Kim just looked into her friend's eyes and waited. Tara finally said, "Please Kim. It's your wedding day. You shouldn't be thinking about me. I don't want to do anything to spoil it for you guys. Just let me go home. I don't think I can do this."

"Tara, you're my friend. You're Ron's friend too. Don't think we don't know and appreciate that you stood up for us back in high school when some people were talking trash about us behind our backs. If I can't help a friend, no matter what day it is for me, then what kind of a person would I be? I want to help, but you need to let me."

After she let her words soak in a little, Kim asked. "Did Josh put those bruises on your cheek?"

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TBC

This chapter has turned out to be a bear for me. No offense CB. All the things I need and want to put in are turning it into what could have been the longest chapter of the story so I'm going to break it into two parts. Hopefully, I'll get the second half out the weekend.

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