I have edited chapter 4 after conferring with another author, and getting his input. What I removed has not affected the flow of the story, and I'm sorry if I took it too far. For those of you who never saw the original, you didn't miss anything at all.

Again: I do not own, nor did I create the characters in this story…

"The Truth Revealed"

Wade tech scanned the little box, and found some chemical residue inside. "Ron, you didn't get any of that residue on your skin, did you?"

"No, I have my gloves on." Ron answered.

"That's a good thing. When you take them off, be careful not to get any on yourself, and dispose them right away."

"Must be bad stuff, huh?"

"You wouldn't believe how bad, Ron." Ron looked at the bag that had the pictures in it.

"Oh yes, I would."

"Anyway Ron, this thing has Drakken and Shego written all over it."

"Any ideas on their whereabouts?" Ron asked.

"I think so. Looks like they are in the Time-share again. Probably just a temporary thing, so you better get over there right away!"

"I'm on it Wade! Do I have a ride?" Just as Ron asked the question, a small single-seat black helicopter landed about 100 ft away. "Wow! I didn't even hear it arrive!"

"Top secret helicopter Ron. I'm doing some consulting work on it with the military."

"But I don't know how to fly Wade!"

"That's Ok, I do!"

"Not another remote controlled air vehicle!" Ron screamed as the helicopter rose silently with Ron strapped inside.

With the silent helicopter, Ron was able to land just outside the Time-share Lair entrance with no one the wiser. All Ron had to do was climb over the chain link fence. But with Ron, that was easier said than done. He got over just fine, but when he landed, his pants were no where to be seen!

"Awww Mannn!"

"Gotcha covered Ron!" A small puff of air came from the helicopter, and Ron then Ron saw a small container drifting down towards him under a small parachute. Inside the container was a pair of cargo's that just happened to be Ron's size.

"I don't even want to know how you did that, Wade." Ron said as he put the pants on, and walked up to the line of tin buildings.

"It's number 26 Ron." Wade said as Ron slinked around, trying to stay in the shadows. Finally he reached #26. Should I just knock? Ron thought, and decided to do just that.

"I said no more magazines you annoying…" Drakken stopped short when he finally saw who was standing at his door.

"Shego! It's the buffoon!" Immediately Shego jumped beside Ron, and was looking around behind him.

"Where's the princess?"

"With her father. Her DEAD father." Ron said, not paying any attention to Shego. He walked up to Drakken, who took a few steps back, as he suddenly remembered how Ron had kicked his butt before.

"What were you planning to do, Drakken? Kim's Dad is dead, and it's YOUR fault!" Ron poked Drakken in the chest, making him flinch at the touch.

"Uhh, Shego? A little help here… Please."

In an attempt to knock Ron away from Drakken, Shego sent a pulse of energy at Ron, who just put a hand up, and blocked the plasma bolt! It glanced off his hand, and blew a hole in the roof of the tin building! Nobody, not even Ron had seen the blue flash that emitted from his palm when he blocked the bolt. Ron didn't even pay attention to what had happened, as he was so mad at Drakken.

"There goes my deposit!" Drakken whined, and Shego stood there, stunned by what she had seen.

"Tell me what that small gift did to Kim's Dad, Drakken." Ron said as he grabbed the blue-skinned man's lab coat, and bunched it up underneath his chin.

"Uhhh… Uhmmm… it was meant to be used as a mind-control device!"

"How was it supposed to work?" Ron asked as he lifted, and Drakken's heels began to leave the floor.

Drakken began to talk fast. "The chemical agent was meant to drop his impulse blockers, and then a small communications bug attached to the base of his skull would allow me to plant suggestions in his mind!"

"Wow! I actually understood that!" Ron said a little jovially. Then his face turned serious again. "But something went wrong, didn't it?"

"Yes, yes it did!" Drakken was nodding his head fast in agreement. "Shego gave him the wrong gift!" He pointed at the woman in green.

"Yeah, sure! Blame me, why don't you. You invented the damn stuff!"

"The wrong gift…" Ron's eyes squinted, as his mind was running in overdrive. He had never been so intent on getting answers. "It was a stronger version, wasn't it?"

"Yes it was. Believe me, I never wanted to kill Dr. Possible!" Drakken was starting to get a worried look on his face.

"You didn't kill him." Ron said flatly. "He committed suicide. But you caused him to DO IT!" This time Ron completely lifted Drakken off the floor! He never knew he had such strength, but it didn't matter to him. Ron threw Drakken into an over-stuffed recliner chair. Ron leaned into him

"So it was a mistake?" Drakken swore he saw a blue fire in Ron's eyes, but he wasn't sure.

"Humph… I should have known." Ron said as he stood straight up. "You two better stay out of trouble for a while, or I'm coming after you. Personally!

"Oh, and you better get that hole fixed in the roof. The rainy season is coming up." Ron said as he left the tin building, pointing up. He never even looked at the hole. Ron then walked out the open gate to the helicopter, as Shego had pressed the gate release button to let him out.

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"How could he? How could Ron do that!" Kim sobbed as she stood over her father's body. His body lay in the morgue on a stainless steel table that was on a track that was meant to roll into a large chamber. It was to hold the body in refrigeration until an autopsy could be performed. The body was completely covered by a sheet.

Kim didn't know how long she stood there crying, but a voice suddenly spoke to her. "Miss Possible? There's someone here who would like to speak with you." The mortician said in a somber voice, and opened the door, letting Ron in the room.

"You…" Kim started, her voice low, and full of malice.

"K… Kim… we have t… to t… talk." Ron said in a low, soothing, but yet shaking voice.

"Why are you here Ronald! You killed him! I saw you push him off the roof! How c… could you d… do that?" Kim never moved as she yelled at Ron. When she finished, her head hung low as she stood by her father's body, tears streaming down her face.

"Kim… please. Listen to me. Listen to your heart. I could never do that, and you know it." Ron was still speaking in a low voice. He was raised to speak in hushed tones when in the presence of those who had passed on.

"But what I saw…" Kim started

"Are you sure of what you saw, Kim?" Ron asked.

"I saw him fall, and then I saw you leaning over the edge… I never actually saw you push him, but you were there! Your arm was still stretched out Ron! It looked as though you shoved him right off the edge!"

"Damn it Kim!" Ron said a little louder through clenched teeth as he smacked his hand on the stainless steel table, making Kim jump. He couldn't believe Kim was so adamant about her belief that he had killed her dad. "He was like a father to me! I loved him too! There was no WAY I could have done that!

"I didn't want to have to do this Kim, but you've forced me to. Hand me your Kimmunicator."

"What?" She couldn't believe he had asked that. What was he going to do?

"I said, let me have your Kimmunicator. Please." Ron's voice was hushed again. Kim slowly pulled it out of her pocket, and handed it to Ron. He keyed Wade.

"Wade, I need you to pull up the video from the roof top."

"Are you sure, Ron?"

"It's the only way she will believe me." Ron said almost too low to hear.

"It's ready." Wade said. Ron handed Kim back the Kimmunicator.

"Watch it, Kim." Kim turned the screen to her face, and watched the scene play out. She saw the short struggle after her dad had tackled Ron, and she could see them talking, with her dad standing on the edge. Ron ran towards him, and he fell off the roof edge.

"See! I KNEW you pushed him! I KNEW it!" Kim was near hysterics now.

"Wade," Ron said towards the Kimmunicator. "Play it again, and this time, with sound."

Kim watched and listened this time. The voices coming from the Kimmunicator echoed in the small room, giving it a slightly surreal feeling. After it was finished, Kim hung her head, and fresh tears flowed out of her green eyes.

"I… I'm s… so sorry… Ron. I… I was so… sure. I c… can't believe I b…blamed you. Can you f… forgive me?" She looked up at Ron with her green eyes glistening from the tears.

"Oh Kim… of course I can!" Ron said with tears in his own eyes. He then walked around the table, and took her in his arms. The two teens embraced each other tight as they both cried over the death of someone they both loved very much.

To be continued…

Hope I was able to convey what was necessary in this chapter. Please continue the R & R…