A/N—To Fudje, I'm not too clear on what you mean by "a change in future Kim's circumstance," but I will address an issue along time travel theories.

            First of all, you will all have to forgive me if you're looking for a story that follows the laws of physics and doesn't cause multiple time paradoxes, then I can honestly say it's not possible.  Time travel is theoretically impossible because by Einstein's theory of Relativity, one must travel faster than the speed of light to actually travel backwards.  However, exceeding the speed of light is physically impossible, at least for now.

            Second of all, please do not delve too deeply in Kim's coming into the past.  For those of you who have played the game Chrono Trigger, do you just go along with the great story or do you email the producers in an angry rage, "You do realize this game causes time paradoxes in every single era right?"  What I'm trying to say is, bear with me.  The fact that two Kim's are existing at the same time is a paradox within its own, but we're just going to accept it.

            In short, I'm trying to say just take this story as a fictional story and don't delve too deeply into the physics of it.  Any story with time travel involved is physically impossible, so there's no need to think too deeply about that.  Just understand the basics: if Kim kills Ron the future is saved etc.

            As always, PLEASE review, because there is no point in writing public fics if no one's reading.

Future Kim stared at the scene playing out before her. Ron chowing down on his food like a crazed animal, causing her past self and Monique to laugh uncontrollably. Those were the days. She saw Ron look over and motioned for her past self to look too. Shit, they've seen me. Do it! For the future! Now! Trembling, she lifted up the gun with shaky arms and…

Chapter 3

            An eternity passed in those few seconds, happy memories of the now present past staring her in the face.  As her eyes wandered over to her younger self, she saw only fear reflected in those innocent emerald eyes.  Before she could make a decision, she saw Ron leap into action and jump on to her younger self, shielding her from harm.  He doesn't even realize it's him I'm after.  He doesn't care either; all he cares about is me, well, my past self.  The touching display of selflessness stalled future Kim for too long, and she realized she couldn't do it.  Not now, anyway.  Running away from Bueno Nacho, she activated her once-obsolete but now useful cloaking device, disappearing from sight.

            "Uh, KP, did I just see what I thought I saw?"  Ron said, still lying on top of Kim.

            "Well, if you'd get off of me maybe we can talk about it like civilized people!"  Ron blushed before getting off of her.

            "Heh, anyway, do you have any idea of what just happened?"

            "No clue, but that was really weird."

            "Girl, you definitely lead an interesting life," Monique said, still stunned.

            "I think you—we—better be more careful from now on.  If she had pulled the trigger…" Ron didn't have the chance to finish.

            "Ron, I, thanks, but please don't do that again.  I don't know what I'd do if I lost you.  You're my best friend in the whole entire world, and I couldn't live with myself if you died because of me."

            "KP, I—"

            Beep!  Beep!  The Kimmunicator interrupted the tender moment.

            "What's the sitch Wade?"

            "Nothing that I'm sure about yet, but I sense something's wrong.  I've been scouting around the city and I came up across a power signature that was almost identical to your Kimmunicator's signal.  I decided to check on yours to make sure you were okay, and I just saw what happened.  Something weird is really going on Kim."  A picture of Kim's assailant flashed up on the screen.  "Look familiar?"

            "She, she almost looks exactly like…my mother."

            "Your mother wouldn't happen to have a Kimmunicator and an unidentifiable weapon would she?  Whatever that thing is, it's not a standard gun."

            "Not to mention she wouldn't kill Kim," Ron cut in.  Still shocked, Kim kept on staring at the picture.

            "But…why?"

            "I don't know Kim, but I want you and Ron to be careful.  Something's happening, and I need time to analyze everything before I can tell you what."

            "Thanks Wade."

            "Sorry, Mon, Ron and I need to do some investigating of our own."

            "I understand perfectly."

            "Where are we going?"

            "My house.  We're going to see if I'm missing any clothing."  The two got up and walked away, leaving Monique to ponder over the weird events that had just transpired.

            "KP, I was really scared back there.  I mean, when she drew a gun, or whatever it was she had, I didn't even think about dying.  All I thought about was you, and how I could go on if you were to ever—"

            "Ron, I'm not going anywhere.  We've been on plenty of missions, and we're still okay aren't we?"

            "Yea, I guess you're right."  The two walked in silent thought as they arrived at Kim's house and went to her room.

            "Ron, those clothes, they were mine.  My faded t-shirt and jeans that she wore are gone."

            "That means—"

            "Oh my God, she came into the house!  Shit, I'm calling my parents; they're at the mall with the Tweebs, and I have to make sure they're okay!"  She picked up the phone and quickly dialed a number.

            "Dad?  Are you okay...Good…no, nothing's wrong…just be careful…no, I'm fine…okay…love you too…bye."

            "Look at this," said Ron, pointing a picture of him and Kim together smiling before high school.  Her braces reflected the bright sunlight as she and her freckled friend wrapped arms around each other.

            "Yea, I remember that day too.  I've really missed spending time with you."

            "No, that's not what I'm talking about.  This picture…it's been wet," said Ron, referring to the water droplets that had fallen on it.  "And it looks like tears.  Were you crying, cuz you know we can always—"

            "Ron, those tears aren't mine.  Besides, it's still kind of wet, and I was with you at Bueno Nacho."

            "Aw, poor little Kimmie-cub.  Did she feel sad and—" Kim's glare cut off Ron's mockery.

            "I'm serious Ron.  Whoever that person was, she was here, and I think those could be her tears."

            "WHAT?!  You're crazy.  You sure that Naco Supreme didn't mess up your mind?"

            "Think about it.  You said she looked like my mom, but we know it can't be since my mom's at the mall with my dad.  Not to mention my mom's not a psychotic killer who'd steal my clothes."

            "What are you trying to say?"

            "I don't know.  I only have guesses."

            "Well?"

            "We have to find her.  Wade says her signal gives off the same one as my Kimmunicator.  It shouldn't be hard for him to track her down."

            "Kim, she's dangerous!  She almost killed you."

            "No, I don't think she could kill me.  There's just something about her…I have to know.  Come on, I'm going to contact Wade and then we're going to pay her a visit."

A/N—Short, short chapter eh?  I decided to just cut this off here because I know most of you want to see updates for The Day it Changed.

            Do you think Kim will ever be able to pull the trigger?

            If you could go back in time and kill Hitler would you?