It's A Stoppable Life

By Jessie (Dory)

AN: So here's the chapter you've all been waiting for (I know you have!),. I'm SOOO sorry about taking forever, but I've been getting bad grades in algebra and was limited from the computer. Then finals came, and sickness, and all that fun horrid stuff, but I finally finished this chapter! Also, one note, I know technically Kim introduced Ron to Monique, but the way I see it, Kim was really only at the mall that day because Ron wanted to go, I'm going with the idea that she never ran into Monique because of that, and in the first place, never really cared so much about fashion (but you'll read more about how Kim is in this chapter). So now I'll shut up now and let you read it! Enjoy!

Chapter 8: What Happened To Kim?

"Your brother, Harry Bailey, broke through the ice and died at the age of nine."

"That's a lie! Harry Bailey went to war! He got the Congressional Medal of Honor; he saved the lives of every man on that transport!"

"Every man on that transport died! Harry wasn't there to save them because you weren't there to save Harry!"

Sometimes saving one life, could save hundreds, maybe even thousands. When Mr. Bailey hadn't been born, he hadn't been there to save his brother Harry, and without Harry, all those men died. Think of Kim and Ron together, they save people all the time. Sure Team Impossible did a pretty good job most of the time with saving people, yet some how, Kim and Ron just weren't replaceable.

"Oh I love this movie," Mrs. Dr. Possible said with a soft sigh as she snuggled closely to her husband as they watched 'It's a Wonderful Life' on their TV sets.

"Me too," Mr. Dr. P said with a smile as he wrapped his arm around his wife.

Ron, Marilyn, and Remus entered the room swiftly and silently, Ron's eyes instantly went to the TV.

"I've seen that movie," His eyes lit up curiously for a moment, "I'm, kind of doing that .." Ron shook his head, he wasn't a TV character, or a movie character, and he was a real boy. Of course, then again he wasn't even born and he was hanging out with two 'angels', one who looked like a villain he knew, and one who looked like his naked pet mole rat. At this rate, if Ron was a TV show character, it would have been the least of the strange incidents that had occurred tonight.

Marilyn sort of grinned, "Oh Clarence, I know him, he's a cool guy."

Ron blinked, "You know the guy who is the angel in that movie?"

"No, I know the angel," Marilyn laughed in a sort of 'duh' way, "You know this movie is based on a real story, humans just don't pay enough attention to know when movies are based on true events. Just because only one person witnessed something, doesn't mean it isn't true," Marilyn shrugged, "But yeah, Clarence is a great guy. Taught me a thing or two about angel-isum, gee I can't wait to get my wings," Marilyn smiled.

Raising his eyebrows, Ron gave Marilyn a curious look, once again his mind drifting from the purpose he was here, "Wings? I thought angels already came with wings."

"Did you not pay any attention to that movie?" Remus asked, "Remember the cute little girl at the end saying 'Every time a bell rings an angel gets it's wings', well as soon as we finish helping you out, we'll get our wings. Then some bells will ring," Remus had a glazed and happy look in his eyes.

"Wow, cool," Ron smiled, but then shook his head, "Ok, enough doddling," Ron then blinked, "What ever that means .. where is Kim?"

"Kim! Could you get the mail?" Mrs. Possible suddenly yelled.

Ron gulped, now was the moment he had waited for, it felt like ages since he had seen his Kim, no, he meant Kim. He blinked and thought for a second, did he really mean to think 'his Kim'?

"Sure mom," A sad voice replied, and down the stairs from Kim's room, came a girl. She had red hair, the kind that sat there, dark and not quite glowing. It was held in a low pony tail that had a small curl at the end. The girl had glasses, which hid her beautiful green eyes. However, with the glasses on, the light reflected off them and gave them a steamy brownish color. The girl was dressed in a baggy jersey, it said on her back 'Possible', and the number on there was '16', matching her age. She wore baggy, and rather unattractive jeans, however they did have a comfortable look to them. Her shoes were black, and made a sort of squeaky noise if she twisted her foot a certain way. Her whole looked seemed insecure, messy, and regular.

Ron blinked, "Who's that," But Ron didn't get a reply from Marilyn and Remus, they knew he knew who it was, there was no one else it could be. He held back the tears that started to form in his eyes. Surely this wasn't Kim Possible, Kim didn't need him, she could pull her self together, or so he thought.

Kim walked to the closet and pulled out an old coat, put it on, opened the front door, and stepped outside into the freezing snow. Ron, Marilyn, and Remus fallowed her.

"No, no, this can't be Kim," Ron shook his head, though he knew in his heart that it was, "She couldn't be such a mess like this without me," Ron's voice drifted off.

"Excuse me," Marilyn stepped in front of Ron, "Wait, you haven't seen anything except her look and a sad voice, and you're assuming she's a mess?"

"Well, there isn't anything wrong with the way she's dressed, but compared to the Kim I know, that isn't her style. I know something's wrong," Ron gulped, afraid of angering Marilyn anymore. That look in her eyes made him think she was going to pull a Shego and zap him with glow green things from her hands.

"Oh, ok then, it just seems that you were implying any girl less than perfect like Kim is a mess," Marilyn crossed her arms.

Ron shook his head, "No, no," He sighed, "Anyways, how did Kim end up like this without me?"

Marilyn and Remus looked over to Kim, she was pulling out the mail from the mailbox, a magazine and a few letters fell out of her hands and into the snow, she cursed and mumbled for a moment, then bending down and putting the few pieces of mail that had fallen with the others. She moved a piece of hair behind her ear and straitened her glasses a little and stomped her way back to the door, entering it, with Ron, and the angels fallowing.

"What do you want to know first?" Remus said, not looking at Ron.

Ron thought for a moment, sighing as they fallowed Kim up to her room after she gave her mom the mail, "How'd she get those glasses? Kim never had eye problems."

"Well, remember how when you guys were younger? Kim always read in the dark, but you'd come by and turn the light on and tell her it wasn't good to read in the dark," Marilyn explained.

"Whoa, that's like one of those metaphor things, with those dark and light things," Ron blinked, "Dude, I didn't even know I knew the word metaphor, heh."

Marilyn and Remus stared at Ron and then stared back at each other, then Remus replied, "Uh, sure, whatever, point is, without you, Kim always read in the dark, and that messed her eyes up, so she has glasses."

Ron stared at Kim, as she sat in a chair, staring out her window, "Geez.."

A young Kim suddenly appeared in Ron's mind, you guessed it, another flashback.

It was a sight Ron very rarely saw, and almost no one else had seen it. Kim Possible was crying, sitting under a tree, crying her eyes out.

Ron slowly walked up to her from behind and lightly touched her shoulder as she had her face buried in her arms, she let out a slight gasp of shock while her head sprung up, but then sighed seeing it was Ron.

"Hey," He said softly, smiling at the pre-teen Kim, as she rubbed tears off her eyes, pretending she was ok for a moment, but then turning a little away from him.

"Hi," She sniffed, her face on her knees, avoiding eye contact.

"What's wrong Kim?" His hand still on her shoulder, sitting down next to her after his legs got tired of kneeling.

Kim stuttered for a moment, still sniffing, "Nothing, I just have allergies,"

"Who hurt you?" Ron raised an eyebrow, he knew Kim didn't have allergies, except for that case when he let her try his blueberry-olive- onion muffins with extra pepper when they were five.

"No one," Kim hissed, but then whined into deep sobs, "Blake did!"

Ron let out a surprised breath; Blake was the coolest kid in school, "What did he do?"

Kim sniffled, slightly looking at Ron, "I had my first boyfriend, for less than two hours," Ron looked baffled, and felt slightly sad, Kim had her first boyfriend, he sort of wished he had that position, "But then there was a new girl in science class, Bonnie Something, she came and Blake fell head over heels, then while we were holding hands sitting next to each other, he dumped me, and then asked Bonnie out," Kim looked back at her knees, letting out a small hiccup. She was a bit unaware she and Ron had met Bonnie when they were younger, but that didn't matter to her at the moment.

"I'm sorry Kim," Ron's eyes felt like they were to water up too, with out another thought, he wrapped his arms around Kim's shoulders, hugging her tightly.

Kim hiccupped in surprise, but then smiled, "Th-thanks Ron, I appreciate it."

Ron smiled slightly, "You don't need a jerk like Blake. You're a wonderful person, and if he can't see that, he doesn't deserve you."

What was she suppose to reply with to that?

Ron blinked, his flash back ended there, probably on account of Kim getting first sight of Josh Mankey (bleh) moments later, completely losing Kim's attention. Truth is, there's absolutely nothing wrong with Josh, he is a really nice guy, Ron had to admit, but he was always jealous of him, ever since the day Kim first laid eyes on him. Days later she admitted to Ron she was deeply in love with Josh (go figure- she's only 12 at the time), and wanted his advice on what guys like.

There Ron saw, back in reality, the Ron-less-Kim, starting to cry, as she stared out the window at the morning sun that had barely ridden over the horizon. She whispered to herself, though Ron could still hear her, "I wish I had one friend. Just one person, who would care about me," She said this as tears dripped from her eyes onto her cheeks, and slowly they dribbled their way down her chin and fell onto her clothes, she resist whipping off her face.

He couldn't stand it anymore he sat down next to her, "I'm here KP," He said softly, holding back his tears, ignoring the fact she couldn't see him. He lifted his hand, and held her chin, but his fingers went through her face like water passing by fingers as you run your fingers along in a water fountain.

"She can't hear you, or feel you, or see you, Ron," Marilyn said quite slowly, Remus on her shoulder now, they were both looking sad. However, to Marilyn's shock, Ron glared at them with hurt eyes like he were to say 'You think I don't know that?!', but he didn't have to.

Ron wanted to wrap his arms around Kim, but he knew they would just go through her, just like his fingers went through her chin. A voice yelled from down stairs, something about going to school, Ron didn't hear it well, but Kim must have. She stood up and bolted to the door, grabbing her backpack and swinging it over her shoulder. Ron took off after her, he had to fallow her, he didn't know why, he just had to.

Remus looked to Marilyn, he smiled, "Is it time yet?"

Marilyn nodded, "Phase two, is under way."

And then they disappeared.

Fallowing Kim, Ron wondered what he could do, he whispered, "If I can't touch Kim, I'll always fallow her." But then he shook his head, and stopped walking, as Kim continued to drag her feet to school, "No, no, then I'd be haunting her, that's not right."

He fell to his knees, hands in his face, and started to cry. In his mind he kept saying, it was ok for him to cry, no one could see him, and his heart was really broken now. There was nothing he could do.

He suddenly felt cold again, the freezing temperatures made his tears against his face freeze up almost instantly.

"Umm, are you ok?" A confused, yet gentle voice asked him.

Ron froze, not like ice, but he just suddenly stopped moving, and lifted his head. There was Kim, but still the Ron-less Kim, staring down at him, with a confused and worried face. "Can, can you see me?" Ron stood slowly, looking at Kim with wide eyes, and a gaping mouth.

"Uh-yeah," Kim said matter-of-factly, but her body posture made it look like she wanted to turn around and run, "Who are you, and why are you crying?"

Ron spun around, where was Marilyn and Remus? "Marilyn? Remus? What's going on here?" He said a bit too loudly, as people nearby gave him weird looks, Ron looked back to Kim, he held his hand out, to shake it, she gave him a weird facial expression, but extended her hand to shake his. And he touched her hand, her warm and graceful hand, his fingers did not go through hers.

"I'm Kim Possible," Kim greeted him, "Who are you?"

At the moment, Ron wasn't too sure.

To Be Continued