Anyone wondering how this is a Kim and Ron fic when its already been established that it's a Ron and Shego trilogy yet? Also, let me know if all the talking gets confusing... I don't have any idea yet how to split it so that you can keep track of who's who, so I'm taking the easy way out for now, but If someone (only takes one person) asks me to change it, I'll come up with something.

STORY

Sheila was standing by her locker, vision blurring in and out of focus. Kim and Ron came by, chatting, when Sheila fell. Ron saw this and ran to her, helping her back up. "You okay Sheila? That looked like a pretty nasty fall there." She turned and gave him a weak smile, trying not to worry him. "I'm okay, just feeling a little dizzy is all." Ron's face is painted with worry, Kim speaking up, "Sheila, you look horrible!" Ron pondered for a moment before he started leading her somewhere. "Where are we going, Ron," Sheila asked, breathing a little harsh. "I'm taking you home; you need some rest. KP, I'll catch up with you later, okay?" Kim smiled and waved at them, "All right Ron, take care of her." She watched them until they rounded a corner, turning to her locker and sighing. She started putting things in her locker, when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a gentle hug. She turned to see who it was, and came face to face with... Ron? "Hey KP... I'll catch you at Bueno Nacho after school, okay?" With that, he kissed her, and ran off. Kim for a few minutes, her mind reeling. "I thought I was like a sister to him..?" Kim shook it off, deciding the betrayal she felt could wait until after school.

Kim walked by the gym after the last class, quickly having to explain to the other cheerleaders that something came up, and she would have to skip practice. Though it wasn't saving the world, Ron had done something very wrong, in a bad way, and she needed to ask the only other person it really affected about it, Sheila. She ran out the main doors, heading for the girl's apartment, too upset with the actions earlier that day to think about what she was going to say. Ron hadn't been in school the rest of the day, so she knew something had to be wrong.

Stopping on the porch for a quick breath, she knocked on the door. Some rumbling was heard, and Sheila opened, obviously having just woken up. "Hey Kim, what's up. You look like something's bothering you." Kim bit her lower lip for a moment, before deciding to just come out with it. "Ron kissed me." Sheila seemed hardly phased, speaking through a yawn, "Yeah, you guys have been friends forever, right? A friendly kiss on the cheek should be normal." Noticing Kim's form, Sheila quickly began to wake up. "You don't mean..." Kim nodded slowly, avoiding her gaze. The door shut quickly, and leaving a shocked Kim. "Sheila, wait! I didn't ask him to or anything! Come out, please?" Kim pleaded at the door to no avail. As soon as she turned to leave, it opened again, a fully dressed and angry looking Sheila coming out of it. "All right, lets go get some answers." Grabbing Kim's hand, the black-haired girl started dragging her towards the favorite hang out spot of their male companion.

Ron was enjoying a good Naco, taking a sip from his drink before continuing, when his naked mole rat started squeaking furiously. Looking in the direction his buddy was pointing, he saw two very angry girls approaching him. Gulping, he started to salvage what trouble he was in, not sure how he was in it. "Hey ladies, what's wrong?" Sheila leans in real close and narrows her eyes at him, before her resolve breaks and she starts to tear up. "I trusted you Stoppable, and you're proving to be nothing more than the buffoon I always thought you were..." Kim put a hand on Sheila's shoulder to comfort her, Ron speaking up, "Hey uh... mind giving me a clue what I did here?" Kim shot him a nasty look. "Oh, as if you didn't know, mister." Kim's own eyes began to tear up as a hand raised up, ready to slap the boy in the booth, when a voice behind her startled them all.

"Hey KP, ready for a date?" Kim stared at Ron. He was in front of her, cowering, yet his voice just came very clearly from just behind her. "Hello, Kim Possible? You there?" Sheila lifted her head up slowly, and peeked around the side of the booth. Standing there was Ron Stoppable, in all his goofy glory. She turned to look at the Ron now peeking his eyes at the frozen Kim; he was there too. Sheila turned back to the Ron behind Kim. "Okay, fine, I'll go order for us." The Ron that had just arrived started to walk past the booth when they caught sight of each other. Rufus looked back and forth at the two of them, then fainted. The standing Ron pulled his Rufus out of his pocket, who did the same double-take as the other one. Standing up, Ron eyed himself carefully. They started making faces at each other, then raising arms randomly. "Wow, Bueno Nacho put a mirror in." "I know, isn't it so cool?" Both of them froze. "Wait, if you're my reflection, how can you be talking?" "I'm not the reflection, you're the reflection!"

Kim, finally having shaken her disbelief at what was going on, pulled out her Kimmunicator, turning it on without prying her eyes off what was going on in front of her. "Wade, I need you to answer me honestly; did you clone Ron?" The ten year old's voice came across, "No, I don't know where Ron is." Kim spoke a little louder, "I didn't ask where Ron is, I wanted," Kim was cut off as he spoke again, "I didn't clone Ron; my cloning project was banned by the government, remember?" Kim started to speak again, when the genius's voice came out again, frustrated, "Hey, who are you?" "Who am I, who are you?" Kim looked down at her communicator and blinked. "Two Wades, again? I thought you tried this one, Drakken." Both boys looked at her in disbelief, answering at once. "I'm not Drakken!" Kim smacked her forehead. "All right, whatever, I don't care; I'll sort out later which one is real. Why are there two Rons here?" "I told you already, I'm not Drakken!" "But which one of you is real?" Kim looked at her device, confused. "Both devices register as the real deal..." "And both Kims check out too." "Truce?" "Deal." Kim looked at the two boys funny. "Mind telling me what's going on here?" Both boys smiled, "Just head to the front of the gym at Middleton High." With that, the Kimmunicator clicked off.

After a few minutes of convincing the twin Rons to just follow them, Kim and Sheila whispered amongst themselves about the boys. "You know, that one that talked to you like you were an item didn't seem to recognize me," Sheila said, glancing back at them. "I know, it's almost like you never came back!" Rounding the corner to the front of the gym, Kim stopped. On the other side of the gym, having just rounded that corner, was her. Kim was staring right at herself. Her Kimmunicator went off, both girls pulling out the devices. "What's the sitch wade?" Both girls could be heard, and they looked at each other in disbelief. "Please tell me... us... whoever... you know what's going on," Kim said, Shego beside her eying up the other Kim. Both Ron's seemed to be confused by now, taking turns looking over a Kim up close, giving each other a thumbs up as they passed each other again. "Not sure yet." "But we're working on it." "You might wanna go home." "This might take a while." Both girls sighed, and started heading for the possible residence.

They started walking along side each other, eying each other suspiciously. "Where are you going?" "Home." "Good, because that's where I'm going; we can see that I'm Kim Possible." "As if, I'm the real Kim Possible." Both girls ended the little argument in a huff, and remained silent before stepping on the porch of the Possible residence. "Oh no, you're not coming in my house." "Good, because this is my house." Sheila sighed, and stepped past the bickering heroines, stepping inside. As soon as she got three steps in, she moved to the side, a couple of rockets flying out the door. Both Kims ducked, yelling inside the door, "Tweebs!" The two brothers came out of hiding, laughing and ready to say something, when they saw their sister standing there, looking upset... twice. "Uh oh..." "We better get out of here!" With that, Jim and Tim ran upstairs, disappearing into their room. Still leery at each other, they both stepped inside the house.

"It's been hours, and all the pictures are the same so far. Are you sure something is up Wade?" Kim had opened some family albums, and turned to the page with the prom pictures in particular. Across the room, Kim was trying to convince the two Rons to wear something different, so they could tell them apart. Sheila was filing her nails, having decided this was one to let the geniuses figure out. "Yes Kim, something has definitely got to be up." "We think Team Possible is at the center of it." The other Kim came over, finally giving up on the boys, and looked at the prom pictures. "What the... That's not right... Where's Sheila?" Hearing her name, she perked her head up. "What do you mean where am I, I'm the one on the right!" Kim looked at it again, shaking her head. "No, there's no one on the right... Its just me and Ron." Sheila stood up and started walking over to the album, when another strange wave of energy passed through them. Ignoring it, she looked down at the photo and pointed. "See? There, on the right, kissing Ron's cheek." The Kim that had been sitting there looked appalled at this, and turned to the Rons, "Ron! How could you!" Both of them looked at her confused, mouths full of to-go Bueno Nacho, "Could I what?" Kim pointed at the picture, then Sheila, "Let her kiss you!" One Ron kept his confusion, while the other started pleading. "KP, come on, you're the only girl I've ever kissed!" Swallowing, the first Ron spoke, "What do you mean? You know me and Sheila became an item that night."

Kim began to speak when she was cut off by one of the Wades. "I think I know what's going on. You said Sheila is just Shego from the future, right?" The other Wade looked over at him confused. "Who's Sheila?" The Kim that had just wandered over pulled out her Kimmunicator, "Yeah Wade, that's the deal." He pondered for a moment, before going crazy at his keyboard. "I think she has something to do with this. One set of Kim, Ron, Rufus, and me are from the timeline she interfered with, and the other are from the one she stayed out of." The first Wade had a look of understanding come across his face, before he too started attacking his keyboard, "Of course, temporal distortion! Create a difference in the timeline, and then have something that causes a rift between the two!" "So why does it only affect us," the Kim with the album asked. "Well, it affects everybody... But since you guys were the only ones who were really changed by her appearance, you kind of..." the other Wade took over, "Most everybody else just fused together with their other selves. You guys were mad double because there wasn't enough the same to fuse." Both Kims raised their eyebrows, Shego speaking the unspoken question, "They're the same person; what could possibly be different?" "Well, its hard to explain..." "You see, when a difference in time is created, everybody in the world is affected." "We all have temporal energy signatures, and as the time line around us changes..." "So does the energy signature." "When you came into their lives, you created a big rift in the time streams of Kim and Ron..." So their temporal signatures became very different." Shego thought for a moment. "You said time streams... Don't you mean time stream? Isn't there supposed to be one?" Both Wades nodded before answering, "Well yes, and no." "Think of it as a rope..." "Its made of lots of tinier strands, but all together..." "Its one big rope." "The time stream is made up of an infinite number of other time streams..." "Each governed by a different molecule." "Group together a bunch of molecules, and you have a person." Sheila got a look of understanding, "So a bunch of strands of people can make a time stream. So how do two of the same people co-exist?" "They don't." "They exist at the same time, sometimes even in the same place..." "Normally, anyway." "When you made that massive of a change to the time stream..." "You created a second set of strands for both people." "Both strands are in the same exact place in the fourth dimension..." "At the same time..." "Yet neither of them touch."

Sheila sat back rubbing her temples. "Okay, no more. My head hurts." The Kim standing over the photo album snapped out of her confusion, a question burning in her mind. "So if we were the only ones not fused, how are you two still in different places?" "We're not." "We're in different time lines." "I created protection against temporal anomalies when I heard about Shego, separating my room from any harm changes to the time line could do to it." "So when these fluxes in the time line started happening, the Kimmunicator from my timeline stayed dialed into me..." "While it picked up the signal from me, causing it to respond to both of us..." "And vica versa for the other Kim's communicator."

The Kim that was still stunned shook her head, getting to the point. "Any idea what's causing these fluctuations?" "We think so." "We've tracked these fluctuations... "To an ancient artifact last seen with monkey fist..." "But we can't find any information on it." "Best we can tell, it comes from another time line altogether..." "One affecting us directly, but was supposed to be destroyed." "When what was left of the other time line started destabilizing..." "The time monkey stepped in, and started causing havoc in the other time lines." Shaking her head, Kim was having a hard time following. The Wades noticed, "To put it simply..." "The time monkey is joining time lines together that should be left apart." "If we don't do something to stop it soon..." "The whole universe will become a single moment in time and space..." "Which is bad." "Very bad."

Switching their Kimmunicators off, both Kims sighed. Both Rons heard this, one of them deciding to try and ease his girlfriend's pain; the only problem was, which should he hug? He looked back and forth between them, before settling on the one standing over the bed. He walked up to her and put his arms around her, nuzzling his face in her neck, when a shout made him jump. "Ron, I'm over here!" He quickly let go of the Kim he had been trying to comfort, "Sorry KP! I just... couldn't tell!" The Kim on the bed growled, and stood up to walk out, leading the other Kim with her. "We have to talk," was all she said as she stormed out.

Outside, both Kims were silent. Finally, one spoke, "So we need to figure out a way for everyone to tell us apart, right?" the other Kim nodded, adding, "That, and decide which one of us gets the super suit. I checked, we only have one." The first Kim looked down at her, "Well, you have Sheg... er, Sheila to help, right? Why not let me use the super suit so I can keep up with you guys?" She got a shrug, meaning it was agreed. "And as for telling each other apart... Why don't you just always wear the mission clothes? Its not like they're the super suit, so you can sorta wear them casually around town." "Yeah, you're right, I guess. Its definitely not a fashion statement though, so you don't get to wear designer clothes either." "Done." With that, they walked back into the house, one Kim going to change into her mission clothes. The other stayed behind to explain the situation. "All right, from now on, the Kim wearing the mission clothes will be the Kim with Sheila. Any questions?" One Ron raised his hand, prompting Kim to point at him. "All right, go ahead, but tell me which Ron you are first." "I'm the Ron that has Kim Possible for a girlfriend... Can I go around wearing mission clothes all the time too?" She grunted for a moment, before the idea struck her. "Yeah, that's okay, we gotta know you Rons apart too." The other Ron spoke up, "What about when we go on missions?" The first Ron answered his counterpart, "Well Kim bought me this white shirt a while ago that I never really used, so I could change that into my mission shirt." Kim clapped her hands together, "All right, its settled then. Sheila-Ron, you get the black shirt style mission clothes, My Ron, you get the white shirt style!"

Kim stepped out of the bathroom, having caught the last part of the discussion. The Kimmunicator beeped before she could say anything. Pulling it out in a flash, she stopped for a moment before remembering the two geniuses, greeting them, "What's the sitch Wade?" One of them spoke up, the other ignoring them as he worked furiously at his keyboard, "We modified the super-suit with a time travel device. Its on the wrist." "All right Wade... but what's up with the other... you?" He looked at another monitor, "Oh, we decided that its best if one of us is always working. We're gonna take turns calling you and eating dinner and things." The other Kim now stood perched behind the first, "So where's my Kimmunicator?" The other Wade spoke up, having just finished typing something, "It just received an upgrade; now, no matter what time you're in, you can call back to us. Once you get it, set it next to the one you guys have, and it'll automatically upgrade them both." "Thanks Wade, but one more question," the Kim clad in mission clothes was the only one speaking, the other Kim going to change into the a super suit. "Where's the artifact now?" "Its in your kindergarten year, first day to be exact. I've already plotted it into the super suit, so just press the button." Smiling, Kim thanked her computer friends, and clicked off the device.

A shout came from Mrs. Possible downstairs, "Kids, its getting pretty late! Bed time for Kimmie!" Shouting back down, the Kim in mission clothes answered, "Sorry Mom, I have a mission tonight!" "Okay Kimmie, just be back by 11." The teens in the room snickered; "Okay Mom, I can be back in a few mintes!" With that, the super suit was activated, and a time portal was opened. Sheila eyed it carefully, before stepping back. "That's odd, the one Dr. D made was blue; this one's white." An arm wrapped around hers, the Ron dressed in a black top holding it. "I trust Wade. This will work." The Ron clad in a white top wrapped his arm around the Kim in a super suit's waist, not saying anything before they stepped through the portal. Sheila and Ron stepped through shortly after. The Kim that was left behind sighed inwardly. "So, I did get Ron… just not my Ron." She wiped her eyes, determined to not let this affect her, before stepping through the portal. As her foot passed through, it closed, leaving the room bustling with confusion deathly quiet, for at least a few minutes.

Sorry this took so long to upload; I actually didn't like how the last paragraph was going to go, so I kept trying to avoid it. Third chapter is in the works sort of; working on outline now).