Kim was suddenly tackled blindside. She and her attacker landed to the floor with a big "Ooof." It was Ron, who was on top, with his hands pinning Kim's shoulders.

"It's you!" he exclaimed.

"It's me!" she replied

"It's really you!"

"It's really me!"

"You're alive!"

"I'm alive!"

"You're not dead!"

"I'm not dead!"

"Boo-ya!!"

"Boo-ya!!"

Ron picked Kim from the floor in a tight embrace, bringing forth another "Oooof" from her. Ron then held her at arm's length. "Why did you play me like that, Kim? You played everybody! Everybody else in the world - including your family - thinks you're dead!"

"I know," sighed Kim. "And that's wrong. I've got to fix that when we get back home."

"Where did you go?" asked Ron. "What did you- How did you fake- Who was in your casket?? Who did I carry home?"

"Must have been one of the clones in the lair."

Ron nodded. Kim held out her hand and turned her thumb down. "Let us observe a moment for the eternally deactivated."

Kim giggled and continued. That night outside the lair in Cancun, I decided the best way to stop Drakken was to get on the inside. I had to go undercover. And I just couldn't tell anybody."

"Not even me?" quizzed Ron. "Your partner, sidekick, favorite distraction, and best friend?? No way would I have told anybody!"

"Not even if Drakken had captured you and tortured you for answers?"

"Good point," said Ron. "But...I watched the lair explode. And you didn't come out. How did you survive that??"

"After I went into the lair, I found an explosives storage room down the hall...which was stupid. What villain puts an explosive storage room so close to an access door? Anyway, I lit a fuse to set off a chain reaction. I slid down a garbage chute before the lair exploded. After that, I waited until Drakken returned, and just acted like one of his clones. Just before they went to Argentina, I snuck back into Middleton, and got the Kimmunicator from Wade. Then I caught up with Drakken in Argentina. I used the Kimmunicator to deactivate 'Kim 29' and assume her 'identity.'" Then Kim looked up. Omigosh! The Kimmunicator! Be right back." Kim climbed up the heat pipe and retrieved the device, then slid down. "When we came back, I split away from the group and was ready to go in and take Drakken down. That's when I spotted you going in to the warehouse. I waited a bit, until the time was right, and, well...you know the rest." Kim then beeped Wade for a ride back home.

"Let's go home, Ron," Kim grinned widely. "I believe I promised someone all the Nacos they can eat."

"No you don't," said Ron. "You didn't say that. It was one of 'them'" he pointed to the inactive "Kims"

"Yeah, I know," replied Kim. "But if anyone earned and deserves it, it's you."

Ron looked at Kim. "I'm so glad you're here. You have no idea. But...please don't ever put me through an emotional roller-coaster like that again."

"I promise," said Kim, and she put her arms around Ron. "Now you know why I kissed you and said 'I'm sorry' before I went into the lair. But I sure didn't mean to put you through all that drama. I wouldn't have if there had been another way."

"You're alive, and you're back. That's the important thing," beamed Ron as they waited in a parking lot for the helicopter to arrive.

"That's right. And now I have some major explaining to do," sighed Kim. "I suppose that Bonnie did cartwheels at my 'funeral,' and is now the new captain of the cheerleading squad."

Actually, you're half right," said Ron. "She cried the loudest at the wake. She actually begged for you to come back. But she is the captain of the cheer squad."

"Ohh, we so have to get home," Kim moaned.