A/N: I don't own Kim Possible, so don't sue me. I'm broke anyway.

"And now Kim Possible, you die." Drakken laughed evilly, pointing a nasty looking ray gun at Kim, who was sprawled on the floor and firmly believing that her leg was broken, to make matters worse poor Ron was cornered by Sheego.

"Kim!" Ron shouted panicking. He ducked out of Sheego's way and threw himself at Kim knocking them both out of the way of the beam.

"Damnit! Why do you always do that?!" Drakken demanded huffily.

"Oh, because whining will help." Sheego said sarcastically.

"You ok Ron?" Kim asked quickly as she looked over at Ron.

"Um, Kim should that be glowing?" Ron asked pointing up at the ray gun above them.

"I don't think-" Kim began frowning.

"Miss N Possible. We meet again." Senõr Senior Senior said advancing towards the teenager who was strapped helplessly to a wall.

"Bite me Senõr." The teenager spat, shaking her long, wavy, dirty blonde hair out of her face.

"Such ugly words for such a pretty face my dear." Senõr Senior Senior smirked. "But none the less you will not be an annoyance any longer."

"Oh, I wouldn't bet on that wise guy." A voice said from behind. Senõr Senior Senior spun around to see a tall, muscular teenager with spiky black hair, but before he could get a good look at the boy he had punched him upside the chin. The villain staggered backwards, only to be grabbed by the scruff of the neck and to be thrown over the railings. Senõr Senior Senior grabbed the railings and dangled helplessly, he attempted to pull himself up but the teenage boy reached over and ruffled the villan's dark hair. With a squeak of fear he grabbed his hair and fell into the waiting police nets below.

The teenager ran over to the blonde, who was still strapped to the wall, he un-buckled her and she landed lightly on her feet.

"Way to go Zane. Nice rescue there, very stylish." She smiled, rubbing her sore wrists.

"I shouldn't have had to rescue you, I didn't mean to let you get captured, Nay." The dark-haired teenager said worriedly as he looked over her wrists for any cuts or permanent damage.

"No big Zane, anyway you shouldn't be looking out for me. I can take care of myself." The blonde teenager replied slightly miffed, but made no attempt to take her wrists and hands back.

"Oh, really? May I remind you that you were strapped to this wall a minute ago." He said leaning forward and resting his hand on the wall behind her, to which she had been strapped.

"I had a plan!" She retorted annoyed.

"Hmm?" he asked running a finger up her arm and up to her chin, he tilted her face towards his own and leaned in. The blonde's pocket beeped urgently and she jumped and delved in her pocket in her belt for it. The dark-haired teenager named Zane sighed, he had been so close.

"Yeah Wade?" She asked.

"Naomi, you've got to come here, you're not going to believe this!" Wade said back. The room went all fuzzy and they appeared in Wade's room. Zane squeaked as the wall disappeared and, lacking the support of the wall he had been leaning on, fell to the floor. He glanced up and briefly enjoyed the new angle on the blonde girl's butt, but sat up as he saw that there were two other people in the room besides his girl and Wade.

"Getting a social life Wade?" He enquired as he looked at the blonde boy and the red-headed girl standing uncomfortably at the other side of the room.

"No." Wade said dryly, causing Zane to snicker.

"Naomi, this is Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable. They seem to have arrived from the past." Wade said gesturing to the two teenagers.

The blonde girl's face drained of blood and Zane jumped up in disbelief. The blonde turned and slammed her hand on the keyboard, causing her to be transported back to her house.

"Nice one Wade. Now I'm gonna spend the evening trying to coax Naomi out of her room with the offer of food and copying my homework." Zane grumbled.

"Who was that?" Ron asked confused. Wade looked up, as if he had forgotten Ron was there.

"That was Naomi. Naomi Possible, the only daughter of Kim Possible." Wade said slowly.