A Two weeks later 04:00 when Kim Possible walked into the office of one Michael Coldsmith-Briggs III in truth Kim was tired, she had been saving the world's she was 14 now she was 25 and she wanted a real life. Taking a seat opposite Michael, Kim stated in a tight and tremulous voice, "Michael… Archangel when Sheridan goes into protective custody I'm going with her-saving the world since I was 14… Now it's time to stop, I found someone that I love, more importantly she loves me!"

Michael could understand Kim's desire, he himself had been doing this since he graduated from high school, and he knew that being a spy meant no attachments and no relationships especially for someone who works in black ops giving Kim a gentle smile he said in a baritone voice with just a hint of gruffness to it, "Kim are you sure?"

Thinking back to the conversation Kim had with Frank Goodman in the fact that he told her in no uncertain terms this life was has no room for love Kim said in a silvery tone, "Yes I'm sure!"

With a placid smile Michael Coldsmith-Briggs III stated in a Sotto tone, "Kim… Someone as famous as you are can't just walk off into the sunset!" Tapping some keys on his keyboard Michael said, "Working for S.A.D did eliminate a large part of your past… Although, your friend Wade was already doing a good job of cleaning up your digital footprint."

Taking a breath Kim said in a strangled voice, "I would have to die, or at least let my enemies think that I died!" What neither Kim, though Michael knew about was Sheridan was listening just outside the door as she said confidently, "Kim… You know what the extent of my special talent is, have you forgotten I can generate enough heat to melt the body into a puddle of goo?"

Just to make her point Sheridan stated, "Hell… I can reduce metal to liquid goo!"

Michael quirked an eyebrow as it rose higher and higher he looked at Kim asking in a silvery tone, "Kim?" Looking over Kim's shoulder at Sheridan, Michael stated quietly, "That's 2750 degrees Fahrenheit… No human can survive that!"

Laughing nervously Kim said in a tremulous and wobbly voice, "If I told you that… You would've had her running experiments on her in heartbeat!" Remembering Sheridan's past Kim stated, "She's had enough people treat her like a guinea pig… She doesn't need one more!" Subconsciously Kim reached up and intertwined her fingers Sheridan

Sheridan strutted forward confidently snaking her arm around Kim's neck and shoulder telling Michael in a silvery tone, "Michael… Haven't you figured it out by now I'm not just a pretty face…"

It was evident to everyone in the room that Kim's statement was thick with emotion; in fact it brought Sheridan to tears.

Michael contemplated everything that both Kim and Sheridan told him as he looked at the two of them he stated in a silvery tone, "It would be a pity if the amount of heat generated were to destroy all Kim's DNA!" He said giving Sheridan a wink.

"Yes… Yes it would!" Sheridan said with a soft chuckle.

Later that day as both Kim and Sheridan were dining in Kim's home, the house itself suddenly burst into an explosion with heat so intense it reduced the house to ash in seconds.

The following day in Middleton there was a knock on the door of Mr. and Mrs. Possible, as Ann Possible open the door she saw Michael Coldsmith-Briggs III accompanied by a chaplain standing before her Michael asked in a solemn voice, "May we come in?"

And Possible looked from Michael the chaplain and back again from her years working in the hospital she knew exactly what it meant when someone showed up on your doorstep with a chaplain in a wobbly voice and asked, "H-h how did it happen?"

This is the part of the job I hate thought Michael as he walked to the living room with both Mr. and Mrs. Possible sitting opposite him and said, "I regret to inform you that your daughter Kimberly Ann Possible died on a mission rescuing operative… The fire was so intense that recovery of the body was not she was…" His words trailed off as the chaplain took Mr. and Mrs. Possible aside for private talk.

The Memorial service for Kimberly was two days later due to the fact didn't have a body they had to bury an empty coffin. Gathered around plot was Ron, Monique, even Wade made the trip from his home the service itself lasted about half an hour, Kimberly was given a 21 gun salute and honor usually reserved for military personnel only. At the end of the service a man dressed in army class a uniform, the uniform itself was rather ordinary didn't have a distinct markings on it aside to worry Green Beret you wouldn't know the person with special forces, as he approached Mr. and Mrs. Possible he said in a solemn voice, "My name is Frank Goodman… Your daughter died rescuing me from behind enemy lines.… I thought you had the right to know."

Archangel was watching all Kim's old friends and recognized the look in Ron's eyes I see casually walked over behind the boy and said in a soft voice, "Don't even think of digging into this… unless the idea of spending the rest of your life in federal prison appeals to you Mr Stoppable and don't get your Ninja friends involved!"

"Dam… you're good" Ron muttered under his breath.

"Ronald… Lives are at stake… and I have been doing this a really long time, so I know what you would do because Kim told me how far you would go for someone you care about." Archangel told him.

As Archangel turned to leave he told Ron in a soft voice, "The coffee is empty because there was no body to recover… The body was incinerated."

Several days later at Wiley Post–Will Rogers Memorial Airport as Kimberly and Sheridan disembarked their flight one of the flight attendants stop them and said in a silvery tone as she spoke to Sheridan, "Has anyone ever told you, your girlfriend looks like Kim Possible!"

Waving her hand dismissively Sheridan stated in an equally silvery voice, "Yeah she gets that a lot… But hey if you have to have a twin looking like Kim Possible is not that bad!"

Somewhere in the Alaska near the outskirts of city of Barrow two women head out to the isolated cabin in the Raven haired woman turns to the redhead says silvery tone, "You do realize that temperatures here are subzero 160 days of the year?"

The redhead turned to the Raven haired woman saying in a smoky seductive voice, "Then it's a good thing I have you to keep me warm!"

"Is that all I am to you your personal heating pad." Said Sheridan sarcastically

Shrugging her shoulders Kimberly said in a nonchalant tone, "it's common sense… Shared bodily warmth…" Kimberly purred into Sheridan's ear in a smoky and Husky tone, "How we spend time, that's another story.

The Raven haired woman looked at the redhead as they close the door and asked, "Do you miss it?"

"You mean do I miss getting shot at on a daily basis… No I don't… I've been saving the world since I was 14 it's time I pass the torch… I just wish I could have given them a proper goodbye but I knew they wouldn't let me go!"