AUTHORS NOTE: Hey wow, thanks guys for the reviews grins I guess I didn't make it very clear that Rufus was on Ron's front porch- not with Ron, so he's still alive and kicking. This chapter is more Kim focused…maybe a lilRon at the end…

Ps: yeah KP & company still aren't mine sighs

Ch. 3 'So Lost'

Kim was just about to get into bed when she heard the phone ring. What could that be about? Kim creped down the stairs. She saw her mom crying, and her father still on the phone- a stern and sad look on his face.

"Is it Nana? What happened?" Kim's voice came softly, almost hesitantly. Mrs. Dr. P looked up and Kim and slowly shook her head, while embracing her daughter.

"No sweetie, its not Nana its…" her voice cracked, and a new track of tears streamed down her cheeks. Kim's worry intensified greatly.

"Then, what? What's wrong? Mom, please stop crying…mom?"

"Kimmy-cub" her father stared hanging up the phone "that was the Stoppable's…sweetie there was an accident I'm afraid-"

"Ron! Is he ok?" she was silenced by her fathers shaking head, then "What hospital is he at? I'm going right now, where- where is he?" Her mother's sobs only grew, and her father couldn't look her in the eye. NO! This, this isn't right! Not Ron, no- it can't be Kim felt numb. Not sad, not angry, just numb. Her expression went blank, as if her spirit left behind a vacant shell of a person.


Later (the next day)

Kim's family was over at the Stoppable's. She sat quietly next to the Tweebs, Rufus asleep in her lap- her mom was with Mrs. Stoppable comforting her while they looked through a photo album, both invited Kim to join them, but Kim had refused. Mr. Dr. P and Mr. Stoppable where in the kitchen staring at nothing, and trying to discuss what had to be taken care of over the next few days.

"Do you think they'd mind it if Tim and me go outside…" Jim asked Kim

"Yeah, it feels so…" Tim's voice trailed off as Kim put a hand on his shoulder and nodded her approval for the twins to go out front. Rufus stirred a bit, looked at Kim who patted his head, then re-curled into a ball, tears coming down his little pink face. Kim had yet to shed a tear, or speak since her harsh realization. She ate very little, but her mom was glad to see that she was at least eating.

"I need to walk" Kim's voice came hoarse from not speaking. All the conversation and crying instantly stopped. Kim didn't face them, but knew they were staring at her.

"Yes of course Kimmy" her mother said "do you, I mean would you like it if any of us were to join you?" Kim merely shook her head, and placed the mole rat on the cushion that the twins had occupied. She slowly slid off the couch and headed for the front door.

She reached the doorknob and paused. There was a picture of Ron, no Rufus, no Kim, just Ron with a classic grin on his face. Her eyes, which had been lacking in that spark that usually lit up a room, remained sullen and blank until they reached Ron's eyes. He was so young- so full of 'childlike wonder'- for a brief moment Kim closed her eyes, trying ever so desperately to remember how his eyes seemed so full of love- for her- so full of life, she knew that if the eyes are the window to the soul then his was the purest soul in the world. They were one of a kind, his eyes, and she would never forget them, never.

The moment passed, and she went out. The sun hit her hard, normally it would be welcoming warmth, but she had been so numbed that to feel it wouldn't be possible. The twins had been sitting on the porch, and if it was possible somehow became quieter at their sister's presents. Kim sighed heavily, and continued pass them. She had to see for herself- see the spot, the last spot, that her Ron had been a part of this world.

As she approached she could see the chalk outline- outlining where they had found Ron. She saw all the obscurity of the scene. Everything would look normal- but not at the same time. It was confusing to her, too much thinking, so she let it pass. Ron, Ron I love you…I miss you, I need you. Her eyes clamped together, as if by whishing hard enough it would somehow reach him. Please come back to me…I feel so, so lost


In a realm greater than our own

"So, let me get this straight, because I- well this part of me- got out of my body before 'death' got me I can go back?" Ron asked amazed. He was literally on an elevator up; you'd think heaven would have something more awe striking.

"Well maybe, I'm not quite sure yet, but maybe" Bernie replied.

"That's great! I can, well I can be with Kim again!" Ron exclaimed happily. Bernie sighed. He hopped for Ronald's sake that he could go back, but even if it was possible- Bernie knew that being Ronald Stoppable wouldn't be an option. After all that 'shell' was badly mutilated and mangled by the car. Ron got a look of pure terror on his face distracting Bernie from further thought.

"What's wrong Ronald?" Bernie asked.

"Is it feasible to be crazy when you're dead?" Ron asked, "to like hear voices?" At first Bernie wrinkled his nose up in a disapproving manner, but soon realization washed over his face.

"You can hear your loved ones, its quite common, usually 'I love you s' and 'I miss you s' are what come through the loudest" Bernie started to explain to Ron.

"Oh" Ron said shortly "yeah right, heh, silly me."

"What else did you hear Ronald?" Bernie asked concerned.

"No, just like you said, the 'I love you s' and whatnot" Ron replied out loud, but in his mind he wondered why would she say she was lost.

"Many feel lost without there soul mate in the world Ronald" Bernie replied to the unspoken words.

"GAH! Stop reading my mind! Its creepy!" Ron shouted then "SOUL MATE!" Bernie only chuckled. He had much to tell young Ronald, and a very long ride up to do so.


Well thats a bit longer, heh, sorry it took so long! Thanks again for the awesome reviews! Always Demon