"Wait." Kim said, Monday morning, as she was getting ready for school. "I can't take a mission until Ron is better."

"Kim, I know you don't want to, but it's imperative." Wade replied, now sitting at his computer. He didn't have to unless something was going on, and that worried her. She sighed.

"Alright, what is the problem?" She asked, as she rummaged in the closet.

"Drakken, and Shego. They've stolen a weapon of sorts." Wade replied. She heard a beep. On the Kimmunicator, a schematic appeared. "It's called the Sonic Miner, for stone, and ore mining. It uses sound waves to cut the stone."

"Like a mining laser?" Kim asked.

"Not exactly. A mining laser can only cut in two dimensions. The length, and width of the stone. That leaves the back anchored. The sonic miner on the other hand, vibrates the molecules around the edges of the block, so that it comes out clean and is separated in all directions." A holographic display appeared over the Kimmunicator as she stepped back to dress. A tiny holo wade lifted a device similar to the schematic, a large silver tube, with several wires running along the sides, and wrapping around one end. He fired, and the wall of the rock tunnel began to shake and he pulled back. The rock slid out a few inches. A pair of faceless miners appeared, with a third driving a truck. They hooked the rock to the truck, and drug it out and away. Holo-wade did a few jumping jacks, and then dropped the miner. It exploded. "It is a bit unstable, so if you drop it..." Wade left it hanging, but she could guess.

"Right, and this is a military project how?" Kim asked putting a foot on the table to tie her shoe.

"They were looking at it for rapid base construction purposes." Wade said with a grin. "It was being developed by an outside company, a Techtronics. They specialize in mining, and heavy construction equipment. It's a division of Xanatos enterprises. They do, pretty much everything."

"Great, how am I supposed to do this without Ron?" Kim asked, tying the other shoe now.

"The military has solved that problem. They've found a mercenary willing to assist you as long as you need. He's worked with them for a while. I know him. Here's his photo." The face that appeared on the screen was not exactly what she had expected. With average features, but a long scar on the left side of his face, he appeared to have been in a knife fight. Dark brown hair, and blue eyes seemed to dominate his face, but the thing that really made her nervous was the slight frown he wore. She didn't know why, but there was something about it, and the eyes, that made her think there was more to him than he let on. "Interesting, huh?"

"Yeah, really." Kim mumbled, as she grabbed her backpack.

"Something else you'll find interesting. He's only eighteen." Wade watched her expression flatten. "Hey, you fight supervillian's on a day-to-day basis, what's with that expression.

"Nothing, guess I'm just not in the mood to deal with some militaristic jerk." Kim sighed.

"Don't worry, he's transferred in, and I managed to get Bonnie transferred out for the duration. This guy won't have to leave until Ron is, healed, and Bonnie's gone until he does." Wade grinned. "His name is Adam."

"Great. I just hope he doesn't try and take over." Kim sighed, and stepped out the door.

---

"I won!" Felix laughed, tilting his chair onto it's back wheels. Ron appeared around the corner, utterly tired. Kim sighed.

"You cheated." Ron grumbled at Felix.

"Who was throwing oil bombs?" Felix asked.

"Ron!" Kim scolded. "Cheating in a wheel chair race?"

"And he demanded a head start." Felix chuckled.

"Ron!" Kim yelled again. He laughed.

"Relax, KP, it's all in fun." Ron turned to Felix. "Go again?"

"Of course." They turned, and Kim was about to say something, but Monique grabbed her by the arm, and drug her away. Ron and Felix lunged forwards around the corner, and slammed into Mr. Barkin, but they kept on going.

"STOPPABLE!" Barkin screamed, and took off after them.

---

"Trust me, Kim, this one's worth a look." Monique assured the teen heroine. "I want a piece of this one." She was grinning. Kim sighed. Monique was, now notoriously famous for her ability to get a date for the dances held on occasion. Or lack there of. She was she admitted to Kim, tired of showing up with her and Ron. 'Not that I don't appreciate the help, but...'

When they arrived on the scene, it was impossible to see the new student for the other cheerleaders around him. Kim used her status as head cheerleader, and Monique as a pry bar, to push through to the center of the circle. There, as she'd expected, was her temporary partner. He didn't have the same frown on his face, but instead a smile that looked familiar. The eyes though, were unexpected. There was a depth there, almost an agelessness, that one only expected from a mystic, not a high school student, or mercenary. Even someone that was both. The brown hair on his head, didn't seem to do him justice. Monique stepped forwards and introduced them.

"Hello, I'm Monique, and this is Kim." He dropped to one knee, and took Monique's hand. He kissed the back of it, and she sighed, then started to faint. Kim's expression flattened, and her arm snapped out snake like to catch the front of Monique's shirt.

"So, you're Adam." Kim said. It was a statement, rather than a question. He said nothing, as he stood. He was dressed in dark blue denim jeans, and a denim coat, with several pockets. He also wore a pair of gloves, leaving the fingers free. Denim as well, even though they were white, she noted, as she shook the hand he offered.

"And you must be the infamous Kim Possible. A pleasure to meet you. It will probably be equally a pleasure to work with you." She squeezed the hand, and he squeezed back. After a moment she let go.

"We'll talk about that later. I've got to get to class now." Kim said, and turned on her heel. She didn't see him shrug, and turn the other way.

"Kim, what was that?" Monique asked as they walked.

"What was what?" Kim replied, still trying to calm herself down.

"I think you like him." Monique said. Kim flashed her a glance. "I know you do." She laughed.

"He's cute, how can I not?" Kim replied. "Don't worry, he's not my type." She said with a head shake.

"And what type would that be?" Monique asked.

"Doesn't matter, class." Kim pointed to the door. Monique sighed.

---

Kim sighed. Adam wasn't there at lunch, and she was glad. Ron appeared and Monique sat down. It seemed Kim was the only one that was glad he wasn't around. Ron sighed.

"I wanted to meet him." Ron chuckled. "Any news on your new temporary partner?"

"He's the transfer student." Kim informed him.

"Well, Booyah." He laughed. "What's the matter?" He asked, concerned at the look on her face.

"He just seems like the controlling type." Kim said, shaking her head. "I get the feeling I'm going to have trouble convincing him I'm the leader, and he's the side kick." Ron laughed.

"Just let your natural Kimness show through, that'll do it for you. Ow." Ron winced as she kicked him under the table. She blinked.

"Sorry, forgot." He shook his head.

"S'a'right." He grimaced.