Disclaimer: I do not own the properties of Kim Possible or Justice League. Death is her own, but her edited chronicles are property of DC Comics.

"NO!" screamed Ron.

"Fraid so, Ronnie. Nothing I can do."

"Don't I get a say in this?"

"Nothing personal, just doing my job."

Ron looked at Kim and smiled. "Everything will be okay, Kim."

"Ron? What are you going to do?"

"How about a trade?"

"RON, NO!"

"Interesting. No one has done that in a while. So you are willing to trade your life for hers? Never to see Kara again? Never to hold her again?"

"If it means that KP will live then I will deal with it."

"No, Ron, you won't. I don't accept this. I can't be responsible for his death."

"And yet you took him into how many potentially deadly situations?"

"You don't understand! I... I can't live without him!"

"See, now this complicates things. Guess no trade, Ronnie."

Death stepped towards Kim and Ron moved between them. There was a faint glow about him. "You will not take her."

"I don't take anyone. I send them, Ron."

"JUST STEP BACK!"

With each step She took the glow got brighter and brighter. It's light engulfed both Ron and Kim. He took a step back till his back and Kim's front were touching. The chittering voices in his mind began to overwhelm his mind till he felt Kim's hand on his shoulder.

"There may be one way."

Both heroes gasped at the announcement. "Just had to get you to the right level." The scene changed immediately. Now they were in a room with seven frames with various objects in them, except one that had a piece of cloth drawn over it.

"Take a seat, this might take a moment." She indicated an old worn love seat that had not been there a moment before.

She walked to the first frame and took out the book that was suspended in it. "Brother, I stand in my gallery, holding your sigil. I call to you. Come to me."

Kim and Ron sat on the love seat slightly touching. The green glow was spread over both of them. Slowly they saw a robed figure appear in front of their host. "Sister, to what do I owe this occasion?" he said in a voice of old dry pages turned by a faint breeze.

"You know. Don't play mysterious. Let's go ahead and get this done. What's in there now about these two?"

The tall figure turned pages in the book that was chained to his wrist. "It is as it is written. They shall walk together in the paths of the garden. Is there anything else."

"Nope, that's all. Would you like to stay for cookies?"

"That is okay, Sister. I shall be off now." With that figure faded away. Death replaced the book into the frame and turned to the two awestruck.

"So is that okay with you two?"

"What? Us being together? I thought we were."

"Kimmie, think closer. The only way that both of you get back is if you share one existence."

"What do you mean?" queried Ron.

"Well there would be two of you in your head. Not much difference than now. I mean you two know what the other one thinks, or would think if they were there. Of course there would be only one body, but that can work out also. I would suggest that Kim take control of the eating. That way you could save money on groceries. You would only need a one room apartment instead of two. Think of it as carpooling your existence."

The two looked at Her. "So I would be in Ron's body?"

"Or you in his. It should be where you could switch between them. At least that's how it happens sometimes. Is it yes or no? I have to get on with my work. People are dying to see me."

Kim and Ron looked at Her and shook their heads at the joke. "Ron, it's okay. I did lots of good. Go on back and live for both of us."

"No, KP. We have been through some really weird and trying times. We will get through this. There may be someway to fix it also. I mean with Doctor Fate and the other league magicians... There is always cloning. No big, right?"

"Okay, but if you look when I am showering..."

"Deal, same if you take control while I am in the bathroom."

Death looked at the two. "So is everything decided? Good. I would say don't be a stranger, but..."

Suddenly there was nothing. Kim and Ron groaned and when they looked up they saw Steel and Doctor Light above them. "Ron, where's Kim?"

"Funny you should ask that. We need to talk to the League magician on duty as soon as we can."

"Why do we need to do this?" asked Doctor Light.

"You two don't. Kim and I do," and with that Ron's form melted into Kim's.

"And if you can make sure that Doctor Fate can be there it would be appreciated."

Authors Notes: When I started this story the title did not mean this. It was to mean Ron's and Kara's relationship. As it moved on and my memories of DC comics came into my mind the title had a new meaning.