Epilogue

Kim stood in a knee length, black skirt next to Ron, who wore a black suit that matched nearly every other male that was at the event. She squinted slightly against the sun at all the people gathered in Middleton Park. Joss and her parents stood to one side of her. Her parents and brothers were just on the other side of Ron. Kate was standing behind her in a coincidentally similar skirt suit.

She had been surprised when the limousine had come to pick up her family with Dr. Director for the funeral, and then for the burial. Even more surprising were the two squads of Global Justice operatives holding rifles and dressed in ceremonial, navy blue uniforms. But as Dr. Director stepped out of the crowd, Kim was even more surprised, and a little guilty. The woman wore a splint over the bridge of her nose, and brandished several bruises across her face. Walking up to the head of the casket with a limp, the Director began to speak. "Former Director Kimberly Joscelyn Possible was a woman that could do, and did anything to help the world of her time. I'm sure I speak for everyone present when I speak of her as a great mentor, mother, grandmother, and friend." Dr. Director said. Several of Nana's friends from the senior's home in Florida smiled as both James and Slim Possible nodded, each holding onto the hands of their wives.

"As the previous Director of Global Justice, she saved the world many times over, but never at the expense of her family and friends. I knew the instant that she passed the torch of leadership onto me, that I would have immense shoes to fill." she continued, pausing her gaze on Kim for a moment before addressing the rest of the crowd. "I hope we all will remember her as a hero."

"So say we all." Ron said in all seriousness. Kim smiled slightly, recognizing the line from some sci-fi show he watched when he should have been doing homework. Normally, she supposed an elbow to his ribs would have been in order, but the line seemed to fit.

Dr. Director nodded and smiled. "So say we all." she repeated as the two Global Justice squads raised their rifles, firing off a series of shots.


"I guess you're grandmother was quite something, eh?" Kate said as the crowd began to disperse once Nana had been lowered into the ground.

"Neither did I, to tell you the truth." Kim admitted, still standing where she had been, looking down at the top of the casket. Finding out that her Nana had been the first woman to complete the marine's underwater demolitions course and had mastered Mantis Kung Fu with Shoalin Monks had been enough of a revelation a few years ago. But the previous Director of Global Justice? "I'm glad you came, even though you didn't have to."

"Well, actually... this is what I was sent here for by the Canadian Agency. Apparently, my great grandmother Miriam was a relative." Kate said with a smile. "Fled to Canada after some kind of trouble down here in the States about a hundred years ago."

Ron and Kim smiled knowingly at each other. "That explains a few things." Ron said, then turned suspicious. "Though not everything..."

"So who'd she marry?" Kim asked, cutting Ron off.

"Allan Peterson." Kate said. "And had a boy named Jon. My grandfather."

"So your full name would be..." Kim asked, suddenly curious.

"Katelyn Alberta Peterson." Kate nodded, rolling her eyes. "And no, Stoppable. You can't call me KP."

Ron seemed to ponder this a moment. "Y'know, I was kinda expecting something a little more creative. Like Kate Astrophe... or Katelyn Trouble, maybe."

"You're weird, Stoppable. But I like you." Kate replied with a wink as Kim subconsciously pulled her boyfriend closer. "Till the next time the U. S. of A needs a Canuck to come to the rescue..." Kate said, walking away and waving.

"Or vice versa." Kim smiled, returning the wave and beginning to walk towards her car.

"That reminds me, Kim." Ron said, digging into his suit pocket. "Kate called in a few favors and set us up for spring break in the great white north."

"You want to spend spring break... in Canada?" Kim asked disbelievingly as Ron held up a folded paper.

"Houseboating." he grinned. "It can't be any worse than our senior trip!"

"Wow, Ron. Just you and I on a lake?" Kim asked, skimming the paper. "That's romantic, even for you..." she smiled.

Ron rubbed his neck nervously and grinned. "Well, actually, I, uh..."

"Stoppable-san. It is good to see you again." Ron turned to see Yori and Sensei standing side by side next to a black limousine with a masked Ninja in the driver's seat. Yori put her palms together and bowed her head slightly. "And you, Kim Possible. You are both doing well, I hope."

Kim smiled pleasantly, interrupting Ron before he could speak as she grabbed his hand that was holding her waist. "Yes, Yori." Kim said, bowing slightly. "What can we do for the Yamanouchi School?"

"Oh, don't tell me you're related to Kim too!" Ron exclaimed.

"Er, no..." Yori said, confused. "We are here to pay our respects to a warrior hero."

"Me? Really?" Ron asked, surprised.

Yori covered her mouth and laughed slightly. "Oh, Stoppable-san. You and your American style misunderstandings. Naturally, Kim Possible's grandmother is the warrior hero of whom I speak."

"Your grandmother, Kimberly J. Possible, once saved my life." Sensei stated calmly. "It is a debt that I am afraid I was never able to repay."

"Wow... there's so much I never knew about her." Kim lamented.

Sensei then turned to Ron. "I presume that your earlier troubles have come to an end, Stoppable-san?"

"How did you know what would work?" Ron asked.

"Unlike the Yono, whose powers are only used for destruction, the Mystical Monkey Power is one of protection and healing. The thorns of a rose only cut those that wish it harm." Sensei explained.

"Right..." Ron replied in confusion.

"What Sensei means is that although the Mystical Monkey Power is a weapon, it is only to be used to protect and heal others." Yori translated.

"That's kind of an oxymoron." Kim commented.

"Kim, the guy's a Ninja master. Show some respect." Ron exclaimed.

"Ron, that's not what I... never mind." Kim said, shaking her head. Spying her parents and brothers leaving the grounds, Kim turned to Sensei and Yori. "Excuse me." she smiled, leaving the group.

Ron watched Kim walk away, her red hair blowing in the calm wind. "Oh, that reminds me... you probably want this back, right?" Ron asked, turning back and pulling a pocket knife out of his pants pocket, being careful not to let go of the Lotus Blade. But Sensei and Yori, and even the limousine had already disappeared. "Ninjas...", he growled slightly to himself.

"My condolences, Possible."

"Mr. Barkin?" Kim asked, looking up at the tall brute of a man that had intercepted her on her way to her parents. Like most everyone else, he was wearing a black suit and tie. "What are you doing here?"

"Met your grandmother for the first time in my senior year of high school." he said in his deep voice with a fond smile. "Ah, the adventures she took Cindy and I on."

"Excuse me?" Kim asked, surprised. Apparently the surprises weren't ending any time soon. "Who's Cindy, and what adventures?"

"Need to know, Possible." he said, his scowl returning. "I just wanted you to know what your grandmother meant to a lot of people." he said, clearing his throat and suddenly looking rather uncomfortable.

"Thanks, Mr. Barkin." Kim smiled. "I think I'm finally beginning to realize that."

Mr. Barkin nodded, his mouth once again positioned in a permanent frown. He seemed to be looking over her shoulder as he spoke. I'd like to stay and chat, Possible, but I've got to get back to the school before your brothers reset the security codes and lock out all the faculty again." Kim nodded and waved, then turned to see Ron speaking with an older, petite blonde woman that seemed to wear the same scowl that Mr. Barkin did. After hesitating a moment, Kim continued on to her family.

"So you really dated Mr. B in high school, coach?" Ron asked.

Cindy Tarkin seemed to smile fondly at a memory before letting a sigh escape her lips. "Till her went and joined the army. I guess he got so wound up in Mrs. Possible's adventures, that he wanted the excitement to never end." she replied.

Ron frowned. "You mean he wasn't always like that?"

Cindy smiled. "Oh no. He was as scrawny before senior year as you are now, Stoppable. It wasn't until he and I started dating that he started filling out. Of course, I was a year younger. His father always blamed me for making him repeat his last year of high school and joining the army, instead of becoming a sailor." Ron seemed to chuckle at the thought. "I see you've met ol' Barkin Senior, have you?" Ron nodded. "Well, his second wish for his boy was to teach, so there you have it."

Ron watched his old principal walk away from Kim to his little green SUV and drive off. "He always seems so angry, though."

Cindy gave a snort. "Like I said, teaching wasn't his choice. But, I suppose it still lets him make a difference in the world. After all, he seemed to do okay by you." she said, walking to her own blue minivan.

Ron smiled at the thought. After the last few days, a pinch of encouragement felt good. He looked back up at Kim and her family, who had been joined by Joss and her parents in a group hug. He raised his eyebrows and smiled when Mr. Dr. P lifted his gaze and smiled at him, waving him over.


The Global Justice Director snuck into her grand daughter's room, looked down at the tiny red haired girl, and smiled. Picking up the toddler, she softly began to sing. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always. As long as I'm living, my grand babe you'll be."

"Mom?" her son whispered from his daughter's door. "Betty and the rest of us are all ready to go."

"Okay, James." she whispered back. "I'll be right there." She nestled the girl back into her bed and turned to walk out the door.

"I love you, Nana." came a little voice.

The Director looked back at her granddaughter and smiled. "I love you too, Kimberly Anne." she said before quietly closing the door.