Kim Possible

Fading World

Chapter 2

Bond stared at Shego as she sat in her chair, he could tell she was emotionally distraught by retelling what she witnessed to him. It wasn't something that he was expecting, but then again he didn't know what to expect.

Ron Stoppable killed by his own partner, his girlfriend Kim Possible. Combined with two of them going evil five days earlier and the disappearance of all their know villains, something didn't add up. He waited for Shego to gain some composure before he pressed on.

"Did you see what happened?"

She dried her eyes as she leaned back in her chair, looking over at Bond. She nodded slowly…

"I…I didn't see all of what happened, I was sneaking around out of sight when I heard the sound of them arguing.

"I was able to get a good vantage point far enough away that I felt comfortable, at least until I processed what I was looking at…" Shego trailed off slightly…

"I'm sorry…do you mind if I grab a drink?"

"Not at all" Bond said, watching her closely.

He's done his fair share of interviews with several different kinds of people, so it became natural to tell when someone was lying to him. He could tell he wasn't being lied too with her. He watched her carefully; knowing he wasn't being lied to was one thing, trusting her was a completely different one. You don't get to be a top agent by trusting everyone who is emotionally torn. She poured her a glass of whiskey before she returned to her chair, taking a large gulp before she continued.

"…I saw a body, it wasn't Stoppable…it was someone else, someone in a long flowing Japanese Robe. I couldn't really see him because he was blocked by a large bolder in the room, but going off the sword handle that was protruding out of the ground behind the boulder I put two and two together."

"What were they doing?"

"They were arguing…"

"You didn't hear what they were arguing about?"

"I was too far away, but it was very obvious they were arguing possibly over the dead guy, I can't say for certain. Anyway they really started getting into it and I saw Ron pull the sword out of the ground and hold it, threatening Kim with it. A few more words were exchanged as she backed up against a wall, he held her there with the sword pulled back but didn't do anything. Then he thrust the sword into the rock right next to her and stepped back…"

"Stepped back?"

"Yeah…I wish I was closer to hear them…" Shego took another large gulp of whiskey before she continued on.

"After that Kim said something that chilled me…"

"How did you hear her?" Bond asked quizzically

"…when Ron stepped back the entire room was unnervingly quiet, you know those clichés; 'so quiet you could hear a pin drop' and all that.

"I heard it clear 'You missed'."

"Hmm…" Bond wondered. Shego scoffed at his simple noise, she continued on.

"Then…then she shoved him back and he fell against the boulder. And before he could get up she grabbed the sword and walked over to him as he was starting to move…

"She waited till his eyes opened before she jammed the sword through his chest…"

Shego finished off her glass of whiskey and slammed it on the table…she was still trying to come to grips with it, trying to block it out, but it kept replaying in her head over and over again. The whiskey wasn't helping like she thought it would so she went back to where she left the bottle and just started gulping it down till it was grabbed out of her hands…

So those rumors about him are true

She thought as she watched Bond put the bottle back down and walk her back to her chair.

"I can see it's been a rather emotional experience for you…"

"Gee, you think?"

"What happened after that?"

She sighed…

"She called someone up, they didn't talk long and I couldn't hear the conversation because…"

She paused again she could feel the tears threatening to flow yet again.

"I know it's hard, but I need to know what you saw…" Bond said as he put his hand on hers in a caring manner, it wasn't genuine. She wasn't that gullible but telling it was making her feel less terrible then she already feels.

"…someone was coming. She ended the conversation and ran out of there."

"What did you do?"

"I ran after her…"

"Did you catch her?"

"No, I didn't. I saw her get in her car and fly off."

Bond sighed. He processed the information she told him, and even he couldn't rationally make sense of it. There were too many unknowns still.

"Who showed up that caused her to flee?"

"I wasn't sure, but when I got back there wasn't anyone there. It was all gone…"

"They were gone?"

"Yeah, gone…both bodies and the sword. The only thing left was two pools of blood where Ron and the other guy lay."

"You couldn't tell if Global Justice showed up?"

"No, it definitely wasn't them. Even though they've changed they still don't operate that fast. I didn't hear their hover jets show up till I was well out of the area."

Bond rubbed his face; he wondered what M was going to say about this. All he has is a back story that can't be proved and no new leads as to where Miss Possible was nor if anyone else was responsible.

"Was there anything else? Anything at all?" He asked

Shego sighed, rubbing her temple. She reached into her pouch on her ankle and pulled out a small vial and a camera and placed them on the table. Bond stared at them for a moment.

"That's pictures of the area where it went down and a sample of Stoppables blood…" She said quietly

Bond tilted his head slightly as he looked at her.

"You took crime scene pictures and a sample of blood? What possibly motivated you to do that?"

She looked him dead in the eyes as she spoke

"I can't say for certain what came over me, but I heard a little voice inside me telling me I need to document this, I need a sample of this…"

"…I can't explain why I did it. But something told me to do it. Maybe it holds the key to something…"

Bond looked again at the items on the table, then back at her.

"I think I know someone who could take a look at these…" He said as he picked up the camera and the vial, looking at it closely.

"I figured that much…" She said glumly.

"I suggest you keep an eye out for yourself, if there's someone behind this then they probably plan to get to you at some point." Bond said as he got up from the couch and tucked his gun in its holster.

"I will keep in touch"

He started for the door when Shego started to follow him.

"Oh no you don't, you aren't leaving here without me."

"Beg pardon?" He said slowing his walk slightly…

"I gave you the information you wanted and then some, I'm coming with you"

"I'm sure it's come up in your many stories of me Shego, I work alone."

"Bull, you always have someone else with you, usually a female whose out for her own reasons but you both have the same goal in the end"

He stopped at the door, and sighed before he turned back to her

"Then you also know what else happens to women I work with…"

"Yeah, I do. And I'm damned willing to take that risk." She said.

"I don't have anyone on my side anymore, my partner is gone, the other villains are gone and the Princess has gone completely off the deep end and I don't understand why…

"I want to get to the bottom of this just as badly as you do Mr. Bond…and either we work together or we work separately. But either way I'm going to be working on figuring this out."

Bond sighed, he thought back through his past assignments where he ended up with a female 'partner'. No matter how much he protested against it, nor how many times he walked away from them, they always seemed to find a way to get back to him. Be it dead or as a partner.

What harm is there in just agreeing to it now? She definitely knows how to play this game…

He turned back around to face her, her face was shown how determined she was…and if he told her to bugger off she probably would resort to trying to blast him out of the lair.

"You, Miss Go know how to manipulate someone to do your bidding…"

"I'm a villain; it's what I do…" She said, showing no signs of backing down.

"I take it that means you'll allow me to work with you?"

"For the time being, yes…"

"Perfect, so where's our first stop?"

"Right now I have to inform my contact at the CIA of the latest findings, as well as deliver the samples you so generously collected for us."

"And then what?"

"Then we talk to those who know those two best…"

The two of them walked out of the lair towards Bonds parked car.

"Mark my words Miss Go, if you plan to double cross me, I will bury you…"

"The thought didn't cross my mind…yet."

The two got into the car and proceeded to drive off, while a black clad figure watched from the nearby rooftops…

"You brought her on the case with you?"

Bond moved his head slightly away from the phone as M spoke; he knew she wouldn't be pleased with his decision.

"It was either that or I run into her later on where we either work together or she's dead. Why not cut to the chase?"

"I don't care how much sense it makes 007; you need to clear these things with me before you do them…"

"I thought I was telling you?"

"Don't get cute with me…we do need someone else on who knows how to operate in that world though…"

"So you're saying it was a good thing I brought her on board then"

"I'm saying don't screw this up Bond…get back to me when you have more to report"

He hung the phone up and turned back to the center of the room. Shego was taken back into an interrogation room to see if the CIA's best could get any more out of her, leaving the main room filled with agents moving around and checking out whatever leads they had. Felix came walking towards him.

"How'd that go?" He asked referring to his phone call to M.

"Better than I thought actually…found anything new?"

"So far she's telling the truth, we've sent the pictures and blood sample down to the lab, they'll have the results in a day or so."

"That short?"

"Luckily we have Stoppables DNA on file being he did work indirectly for the good of the world…you kind of keep track of that in case someone tries to pull the wool over everyone's eyes…"

"You are keeping Global Justice out of it?"

"My mole is keeping his head down, although word did get out that some big MI6 agent is working on the case and they aren't too thrilled."

"I can't imagine they would be. Anything else?"

"We're testing the blood sample against two other know Stoppable samples. We have the one taken by Mrs. Possible, and we have the one on record with Global Justice. We also have our own for when they met with the President two years ago…"

"After the Lorwardian Invasion, I remember that…"

"The CIA wouldn't let them near him before they checked to make sure they weren't contaminated by some alien disease..."

"So you're going to see who, if any is trying to dupe the rest of us with that sample then…"

"Of course James, we're the CIA; we don't leave anything unchecked…"

"Any news on why they went to Japan?"

"Our latest Intel suggests that they were heading to a top secret Ninja School somewhere in the mountains…we can't pinpoint where, or who their target was and we don't know why they're target was there…"

"Do you know anyone who might know?"

"Possibles computer assistant Wade Load, he's always been behind the scenes for those two, setting things up and coming through when they need him. He's also helped us out on a number of occasions…"

"Anything else?"

"You might want to get some insight from their parents; we haven't had time to question them over some other developments…"

"Is that something I should be worried about Felix?"

"Hopefully not, but I'll give you a buzz if it will."

Bond nodded and started for the exit when Felix called to him.

"What about her?"

"I don't think she's needs to be with me while I interview their parents…keep questioning her till I get in contact."

With that Bond exited the door and made arrangements to head to the location of the teens parents…

It was a short drive from the CIA building to the Space Center where Miss Possibles father worked; he was the first on Bond's list to interview. He might be able to provide additional insight into what happened to her and Mr. Stoppable.

He parked the car and proceeded to the front entrance when something caught his attention. He turned to his left, looking into the lightly wooded area just a short distance from where the entrance to the Space Center was…he couldn't see anything, but he suspected something was there. He stared into the woods for a few more moments before he continued into the space center and towards the front desk.

"Hello, can I help you?" The lovely receptionist asked.

"Yes, can you tell me where I can find Dr. Possible, it's quite urgent I speak with him…" Bond said as he causally turned and leaned on the front reception desk, his gaze went back to the wooded area.

"I'm sorry sir, but Dr. Possible is busy working on a new project and only authorized personnel are allowed in…"

Bond reached into his jacket and flipped the leather carrier open to reveal his ID to the receptionist. Usually he would just barge right in and take care of whatever they sent after him, but this wasn't a madman he was after, he was after answers…and playing it close to the book would net better results…

"I think I'm authorized my love…"

The receptionist looked at the ID for a second before her eyes got noticeably wider; she looked back up at him.

"Terribly sorry Mr. Bond, you can find him on level 4, near launch control….here's a pass to get you through…"

"Thank you very much" he said as he grabbed the pass from the girl and walked down the hall to the elevators.

After he reached level 4 he walked out towards where they mentioned launch control was. As he neared the entrance he looked in. There was only one person in the room with his back to him, he could see the gray streaks on the side of his head as he jotted something down on a clipboard he was holding.

He stepped forward as the automatic door opened up and entered the room…

"Dr. Possible"

The man turned his head to towards him, Bond could see it in his face…the man has gone through some kind of hell, yet he still tried to mask his troubled features by smiling.

"That's me, how can I help you?"

Bond pulled out his ID and showed it to Dr. Possible. Immediately he could see the Doctors expression change, and he went right back to looking defeated, his shoulders slumped…Bond could tell he was expecting this to happen.

"We're going to need to talk about what's happened the last five days…"

"Yes, of course…I knew this day would come…"

Dr. Possible motioned over to the control panel where there were a few chairs set up, Bond nodded and they walked towards the control panel and took a seat…

"Well Mr. Bond, where would you like me to start?"

"The beginning if you would be so kind, when did you notice something was wrong with your daughter?"

The doctor sighed; he ran a hand over his face and leaned on the console.

"As soon as she walked into the door. She didn't say much to us, but what she did say sounded distant, like it wasn't really her…it wasn't until the next day that we really suspected something was wrong…"

"What happened that day?"

"It started off normal enough, I was reading my paper, my wife was cooking breakfast, the boys were busy with some kind of project, and something about using some old Dr. Drakken technology to get themselves out of English class…it might've involved his syntho-clones…forgive me, I'm babbling off topic"

Dr. Possible laughed nervously.

"It's quite alright doctor, continue."

The doctor's face changed again as his laughter ended…

"…then Kim came downstairs. She wasn't happy…she didn't say good morning like she usually does, treated her brothers harsher than usual and had some unpleasant words for us two… I told her if she said one more word she was grounded. She didn't say anything, but she did throw her breakfast in my face before she stormed out."

"So just like that something changed in her."

The Doctor nodded.

"I'm not even positive who I saw that day was my daughter…"

Bond raised an eyebrow at that

"What do you mean by that?"

The doctor shook his head…

"A father has a certain connection to his kids, he's able to tell certain things…and I could tell that whoever that was, wasn't my daughter."

"Do you think it's possible it was your daughter but that something else was behind it?"

"No, the last few times she was effected by some villain's crazy devices my maternal instinct told me that it was still her…and, I didn't get that feeling with her."

"What about Ronald? Did you notice anything with him?"

Doctor Possible shook his head…

"I didn't have contact with Ronald, but I did call up his parents to find out and apparently they went through the same thing, even his little sister didn't want any part of him…and she's usually all over him."

Bond rubbed his chin, deep in thought. A parent's instinct isn't something he usually went on, but this wasn't a usual assignment. The people he usually went after had evil intentions, and were usually brilliant at some of their schemes…and this was turning into one of those schemes. But unless he was able to find out who's behind all this, it's all just a dog and pony show. Dr. Possible shook his head before he continued…

"…I know what you're thinking; I can see it in your face."

"Just what am I thinking Dr. Possible?"

"…you think I'm talking crazy, like some parents absurd rational as to why they don't want to actually see the truth in front of their very eyes…"

Bond sat up straighter in his chair before he addressed the Doctor again…

"What if I was to tell you I believe you?"

Dr. Possible stopped his rambling and looked him right in the eye, he could see what he suspected was a glimmer of hope in the older man's eyes, something that was slowly being taken away from him the past five days…

"You…you do?"

"I do, however believing you and proving it are two different things. I'm sure you can see the dilemma I'm in. But I'm not the only one who thinks something wrong here. Someone your daughter ran across several times, usually on a less pleasant level then what we're having now…"

Dr. Possible paused for a second as he thought intently on Bonds words…

"You mean my daughter's arch foe; the woman who shoots green fireballs is actually on our side on this whole thing?"

Bond nodded.

"She isn't in this just for your daughter though, and other then that I can't delve into any more detail. Although she probably will be working with us on figuring out just what the hell has been going on."

Dr. Possible lowered his head and sighed…

"Well, if you have her helping, then you probably want Wade helping too."

"You mean your daughter's assistant, the Computer Genius?"

"If anyone can find anything, he's the guy to go too."

Bond thought to himself for a moment, M did want him to check with the parents, and that meant all of the parents. But his gut was saying to skip that and head right to Miss Possibles computer assistant…he could deal with getting chewed out by M, failing this case he could not.

"Where can I find him?"