BE, S SI: Oops...
Disclaimer/Author's Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Disney Company. All other characters can be blamed on the author (he, however, is not responsible for all of their actions at all times, being barely responsible for himself most of the time….).
This is a strictly not-for-profit, just-for-fun work.
You can read this without reading the background stories, but I would highly recommend (shameless plug) Black Hole Deep, version 2.0 and BE, S 1: Blue Eyes, Shining. You'll enjoy this story even more, and this story will make more sense if it's read in context.
To everyone who has read thus far and continues to read and review: thank you: your reads and reviews continue to fuel me, especially after my first three weeks of March…..more about that in my notes following this chapter.
A/N Forward:
Questions:
What's buried in your head so deep, what do you fear so much, that you can't share it with the preson closest to you, but you have to talk to someone?
"We're in each others' bodies and heads, and we're waking up?"
Answers:
Kim and Jocelyn Possible, and Ron Stoppable and Wade Load, are all about to find out….More understandings come to light, fears and beliefs shatter, more hearts are healed, and more and deeper experiences are finally understood, as well.
And, Toto, I don't have a clue.
This is a Blue Eyes, Shining Special Intermezzi:
Oops….
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Chapter 5: Relationships
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All of the conversations, discussions, and laughter ended suddenly when the voice spoke, again.
'You have learned what friendship means.
'Now you will learn about your relationships, but in several different ways,' and Ron, Kim, Joss, and Wade all fell to the floor, unconscious, as the walls all dissolved, once more.
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(Kim, in Wade's head)
"Wade, are you awake?"
'Wake up, Wade.'
Wade opened his eyes slowly, and he saw Rebecca Jane's smiling face. She reached down and hugged him, and Wade grinned inside.
'I saw that, mister. You really are as bad as I thought you were.'
'Kim?'
'In the flesh; or, rather, in the head, Wade.'
'Oh, man…'
'Whoa, Wade, we'd better go to the bathroom.'
'We don't need to go, Kim.'
'Then, what's that feel-OOOH! BAD WADE!'
'Hey, that's my line, Kim.'
'I know: where do you think I got it from, guy?'
"Wade, are you all right?" Rebecca Jane asked.
"I'm fine, Rebecca Jane.
"Where am I?"
"You're in the Bunker medical facilities, Wade.
"You're the first to wake up."
"The first?" and Rebecca Jane pointed, and Ron, Kim, and Joss were all lying in beds, hooked up to IVs.
"How long was I out?"
"Five days, Wade."
"FIVE DAYS?"
"You've been out ever since the shock, Wade. We've been feeding and treating you," and Rebecca Jane pointed to the IV bag hanging from the pole and the line leading to Wade's arm.
"Hey, hold it down over there. Some of us are trying to sleep," and Rebecca Jane ran away from Wade to the next person to wake up.
'Like that view, huh, Wade?'
'Hush, Kim. It's no bubble butt, but it's cute.'
'WADE!
'I'll tell her, Wade.
'Besides, that's no way to treat your partner in head, Wade.'
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(Ron, in Joss's head)
"RON!" and Rebecca Jane administered some CPR breathing practice on Ron.
'You'd better not tell Kim what you're a-thinkin, Ron, or you're deader than a family of armadillos trying to cross Interstate 15 in the summertime.'
'Jocelyn?'
'It's me, Ron.
'Ah sure wanted to get in here with you: Ah had some things Ah wanted to find out and Ah have some things that Ah wanted to tell ya.'
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(Joss, in Ron's head)
'Joss?'
'It's me, Ron.'
'Well, at least it's not puberty again.'
'HEY!'
'But, you're still cute, Joss.'
'Thanks, Ron,' and Joss blushed.
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(Wade, in Kim's head)
'Wade, it's Kim, and welcome to my humble head.'
'Isn't that an oxymoron, Kim?'
'Words hurt, Wade,' and Kim grinned.
'Are you ready?' he asked her.
'Ready for what, Wade?'
'To see how the tanned half lives, Kim.'
'Are we doing an episode of 'Relative Jumps,' Wade?
'Kim! I'm impressed that you even know of the show.'
'Of course I do, Wade.
'That leading man is a hunk.
'He's got a body to die for.'
'Oh, man….'
'That's what I said, Wade, the first time I saw him on almostTrashHeap."
'Whoa, man.'
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(KiW)
"Wade, you parents are here." Rebecca Jane told Wade.
"WHAT? WHEN? Why?"
"We were afraid, Wade," and Rebecca Jane lowered her head. "We were afraid that, when you all didn't wake up, that," and she raised her head, and tears were streaming down her face, and she grabbed him and hugged him tightly.
"Oh, Wade, I was afraid I'd lost you!" and she cried into his shoulder, soaking the shoulder of his hospital gown.
'Wade's got a girlfriend, Wade's got a girlfriend,' came from Kim in sing-song.
'Thanks, Kim,' Wade replied, sarcastically.
'I'm certainly glad to see you're way past puberty, Wade.'
'KIM!'
'How far are you past puberty, Wade?' and Kim reached for the hem of his hospital gown.
"KIM!" and Wade shouted out loud, and Rebecca Jane looked up, tears still on her face.
"She's still unconscious, Wade: It's me," and she hugged him again.
"You're worried about your friend, aren't you, Wade?"
'You are worried about me, aren't you, Wade?'
'Of course I am, Kim:
'World-saving just wouldn't be the same without you, Kim,' and Wade felt a tear land on him from Kim.
'Wade…,' was all she said, and then she appeared in his head, wearing a white gown.
'Kim, I have always loved you: you know that, don't you?' and Wade appeared and faced her.
'I know, Waded, but I've been scared.'
'Scared of what, Kim?'
'Scared of what other people would think, especially my grandfather, God rest his soul.'
'I know about him, Kim.'
'I hate to say it, Wade, but-'
'Monique was right, wasn't she?' and Kim blushed and lowered her head.
"Wade? Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, Rebecca Jane, I'm just real tired," Wade lied, as he put his internal conversation with Kim on hold for a millisecond.
"Do you mind if I close my eyes for a moment?"
"Do you mind if I stay here with you, Wade?" and she looked up, hopeful.
"Not at all, Rebecca Jane; not at all.
"Just don't snore," he quipped, and she kissed his cheek and lay down on the bed next to him, falling asleep almost immediately.
'Well, Wade, it looks like you have a following,' Kim grinned.
'What can I say, Kim? I'm just a lovable super-genius,' he replied, and Kim snorted.
'So, Monique was right?'
Kim turned her head away and replied, 'yes,' very quietly, and she started to shake.
'Kim, it's all right,' Wade touched her shoulder, and then turned her around to see the tears falling like rain from her green-eyed rain forest.
'No, it's not all right, Wade!
'I can do anything!
'Why can't I deal with my own problems and prejudice in the world?'
'Because, you can save the world, but you can't fix it, Kim," Wade responded, and Kim continued to cry.
'Besides, you've only experienced prejudices at the level of men v. women, and adults v. kids and teens v. other teens. You've never experienced this before, and, God willing, you never will have to.
'Why, Wade?' and she kept shedding rain tears.
'Because, Kim, you don't deserve the pain,' Wade replied, and Kim rose up and assumed the Kimila aspect.
Wade gulped.
'AND, YOU AND MONIQUE DESERVE THE PAIN?
'I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT, WADE!
'I WON'T ACCEPT THAT!'
'Get your first taste, Kim: look at Rebecca Jane and how she's laying down.
'She's trying to protect herself!'
'From who, Kim?' and Kim had her first lesson when she realized:
'She loves you, and she's scared of you!'
'Precisely, Kim: that's what I mean.'
'Wade, how do you stand it?'
'Vitamins,' he replied, and she grinned and hugged him truly without reservation for the first time in her life.
'So, what did Monique say to you, Kim?' and Kim blushed.
'Wait: let's link everyone in,' and Wade's PosComm appeared in his hand. He punched a single button, and Wade appeared on a screen in front of them.
'Wade?' the figure on the screen was perplexed.
'Hello, Wade. I'm in your body, and you're in Kim's head. We need to talk to both Kims, together.
'She needs us, Wade,' and the Wade on the screen nodded.
'We'll be there-' and he disappeared from the screen and reappeared in person with Kim.
'O...K..., now this is past weird and confusing,' the Kim already here stated the obvious, and the other Kim agreed.
'Before we start, let's get this straight,' the resident Wade announced, and the three individuals all looked.
'Me: resident Wade.
'You: visiting Wade.
'Her,' and he pointed to the Kim he'd been talking to: 'visiting Kim.'
'And, her,' and he pointed to the Kim that just arrived, 'resident Kim.'
'Are we all ok?' and they all nodded.
'Good: let's talk about Monique.
'Kims: what did Monique say to you that made you so tweaked?' and the new green-brown wall disappeared and showed Kim's bedroom, where Monique and Kim were sitting on the bed.
'So, Mon, it's like the way boys treat us: as weaklings, right?' and Monique sighed in exasperation.
'No, Kim, it's not like that,' Monique said, once again.
'You can always go with another group of girls and be treated as one of the privileged ones; I'll never know that feeling.' Monique replied.
'Kim, it's so different. When people walk into the store, it doesn't matter if I work at Club Banana or I own Club Banana, they still want to know if I belong there.
'When they walk in and see you, there's no doubt that you belong there. It doesn't matter that I've been there two years longer than you of that I'm the assistant manager, they still don't know if I know what I'm doing, but there's no doubt that you DO know.
'I know that when they come in: that's why I put out the extra 50 per cent extra effort on each customer just get the same sale that walks up and is dropped into your lap.
'Mon, you're wrong. People don't care if you're black or brown or green or purple: they know you're the fashionista, and I'm just a trainee.
'Think, Kim: how many customers walk past me when you're in the store and head directly to you?
'How many ignore me when they're just looking but ask for your advice, and look peeved and confused when you ask for my advice on a matching item or something special?
'Face it, Kim: it's not the green eyes that they're looking at: it's the lighter skin. I know it; it's how I live, and it's all right, Kim: I'm used to it.'
'But, it's not all right, Monique. It's just not fair!' and Monique laughed.
'Girl, you're crazy!' she finally told her, totally exasperated.
'Remember how you reacted to Felix when you first met him, and the first few weeks you were around him until he finally convinced you that you had the handicap, not him?' and Kim blushed.
'Yes, GF, he told me.
'It's worse than that, but science could conceivably change him.
'Science can't change me, GF, and you won't know unless you've been there, and you'll never be there, Kim,' and Monique stood up and stormed out of Kim's room and down the loft stairs, yelling as she left: 'Enjoy it, GF!'
'MONIQUE!' Kim yelled as the front door slammed open, and then slammed shut, and the scene faded back into the greenish-brown walls faded back into view.
'Just like you need to understand my sitch, Kim, I need to understand yours so I can be a better friend to you and a better husband to Jocelyn when the time comes,' Wade explained.
'Wade-' the resident Kim started to comment.
'You'll spend time with my parents, Betty, Joss, Slim, all of the people in my life.'
'But, Wade-'
'It won't be a problem, Kim: I'll be here to guide you, so they'll never figure it out.'
'WADE!'
'Yes, resident Kim?'
'Just HOW much were you planning to learn in my body, Wade?'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean, just that. How much do you plan to learn?'
'Everything.'
'Everything?' Resident Kim asked with a raised eyebrow, and visiting Kim started to laugh, and both Wades suddenly understood what the Kims meant.
'Now?' visiting Wade asked, and resident Kim nodded.
'Starting today, Wade. You're going to learn all about being a woman,' and both Wades groaned.
'HEY! Sorry to shock and run, but we've got to get back, Wade,' resident Kim announced, and she and the visiting Wade began to fade.
'You can do it, Kim: you can do anything: I believe in you, and so does Monique,' came from both the resident Kim and the visiting Wade to the visiting Kim as they vanished, and the resident Wade and visiting Kim both looked over at Kim in the bed as her monitors began to beep faster, and she began to flutter her eyes to open them.
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(JiR)
Kim opened her eyes a bit, and called the first name on her lips.
"Ron?" and Ron rolled his head in her direction, and smiled.
"Hey, KP. How'ya feeling?" Ron smiled even bigger when her smile came to her face.
"Like I got hit by an exploding machine," was her response, and he nodded.
"Funny you should say that, KP, since that's exactly what happened."
'This is sooo wonderful, Ron!'
'What's that, Jocelyn?'
'The way you see Cousin Kim: she is so much the center of your universe, she practically glows, doesn't she?'
'Something like that, Jocelyn,' Ron then grinned, 'and, now, you know the real secret behind KimShine.'
'I couldn't do what I do without her,' Ron continued, 'and I wouldn't want to, either.
'She believes in me, Jocelyn, and that's what gets me through all of my sitches,' and he smiled inside as the inner Jocelyn and his inner being appeared to each other.
'Hello, Jocelyn,' Ron spoke, and Jocelyn slammed into him and hugged him tighter than she ever had before.
'I'm not complaining, Jocelyn, but why?' as they separated.
'Because, Ron, you believed in me, too, even when I made a fool of myself when you first came up to visit.
'I went from hero worship with Kim to hero and hunk worship with you,' and she grinned as Ron blushed, 'and you never laughed at me while you pulled me off of you, gently and considerately.
'I thought I was in love with you, Ron, but later on, after Wade came along,' and she looked dreamily into the air, 'I realized that it was good-ol' fashioned lust.
'I wanted your body, Ron,' Ron blushed again; 'you were my older man, my 'Mr. Robinson,' and I couldn't wait to be your younger woman.
'You never laughed, Ron: thanks you,' and Jocelyn kissed his cheek.
'And, now, I finally see how much you love Kim, and I'm sooo happy for the two of you.
'So, do you know why you're here, Jocelyn?'
'I think so, Ron; does it have anything to do with Wade?' she grinned.
'D'OI!' Ron replied, and they both laughed.
'You get a first-hand view of what it's like to be a minority that can hide his minority-ness,' Ron stumbled, and Jocelyn looked confused.
'Jocelyn, I'm Jewish, and most people don't know it. I've got a lot of baggage to carry with that, but not as much as Wade has, being black.
'You need to see thru my eyes for awhile, and see how others view Wade in the world, so you can understand how much your feelings for him help him to survive and thrive.
'And,' Ron grinned, 'you get the best job in the world: you get to watch the most badical girl in the whole wide world, and you'll get to see her through my eyes, and then, Jocelyn, you'll understand why I would give my life for her.
'Are you ready for total immersion, Jocelyn?' and a pool of water appeared in front of them.
Jocelyn nodded, and Ron took her hand gently.
'Lets' jump,' and they sprang forward and landed through the pool of water, sinking out of sight...
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(RiJ)
'Ron, do you really think I'm cute?' Joss asked, and she appeared in her head and was joined by Ron, wearing his hockey jersey and cargo pants.
'Of course I do, Joss:
'I wouldn't have sent Wade your direction if I didn't think you were worth it.
'I said it before: I'm just glad you're younger, or I'd have been in real trouble deciding.'
'Thank you, Ron, but this time it's not about me: it's about you.'
'Me?'
'Yes, you: well, you and Wade and me.
'Do you understand why I love Wade so much, and why he loves me?'
'Not really, Joss, but that's not my business.'
'Now it is, Ron.
'You can't understand Kim and her love for you until you truly understand how Wade and I feel.
'So, you get to take a step back in your relationship: back before tongue, back before full-contact tonsil hockey, back to a time of relative innocence.
'But, trust me, Ron, we can be creative,' and Joss grinned.
'I know, Joss; I know how many cold showers that Wade's been taking.'
'Besides,' Joss added, 'you like my rack, don't you?' and she presented it to him two ways: a totally G-rated and an R-Rated method.
'Kim never did that,' Ron whispered as Joss stood up straight, again.
'Wow,' was his other response.
'See what I mean?
'We're enjoying this, almost as much as you and Kim enjoy what you're doing.
'And, by the way, just what have you and my cousin been doing?'
'JOCELYN POSSIBLE!' Ron shouted, then grinned. 'A gentleman never tells,' he added.
'Let's see if you'll tell,' and Jocelyn sat up, suddenly, breathing quicker.
'Are you all right?'
'It's all right, Ron: I just had a strange feeling that I was wet.'
"JOCELYN!"
"Daddy?" and Jocelyn opened her eyes to see Daddy's smiling face. Then, Daddy grabbed me and hugged me.
'OK, this is a bit strange, but it feels good, Joss.'
'It's my Daddy, Ron: of course it feels both strange and good. I'm almost too old for hugs like that, but I still like them.
'They remind me of Momma and Momma2.'
"Sweet Tea, are you all right?"
"I'm fine, Daddy."
"I'd thought we'd lost you, darlin'. You haven't moved for days, and-"
"Days?"
"Darlin,' you've been out for five days.
"You were the last to wake up," and I turned my head and looked at the others still in beds, but looking a lot more awake than I. I looked over and saw-
"WADE!" and I tried to get out of the bed, but I couldn't move my legs.
"Stay there, Joss: I'm coming to you," and Wade seemed to struggle to get out of the bed. Rebecca Jane and a tall, slender, and very pretty red-headed nurse in lavender scrubs and a GJ insignia on them tried to help him, but he pushed them away as he got to his feet (that's when I realized that I was hooked up to an IV, as well) and walked, slowly and shakily, pulling his IV pole with him, over to my bed.
'Another redhead,' I thought as I looked at the nurse, and I grinned inside.
He reached my bedside, took my hand, and said just one word:
"Jocelyn," and I knew what he meant as he leaned over to hug me, and I couldn't put my arms around him because of the IVs, but he knew.
"I've got you, Jocelyn, and I'm never letting you go," and he squeezed me-
Like Cousin Kim would!
He raised his head, and I saw something I know I'd never seen before:
There were green flecks in Wade's brown eyes!
'My Kim's in your Wade, Joss,' Ron said from inside my head, and he smiled.
I leaned forward, and Wade's lips met mine.
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I can't describe it, but I'll try….
I felt the warmth of Wade's lips, his newly growing stubble (he hasn't shaved! Well, I guess no one shaved him while he was unconscious), the tip of his tongue as he played with the outside of my lips (we still weren't ready to go further; maybe, in a few months or years,….)
Then, I felt the softness of Kim's lips underlying Wade's roughness, and I could feel Ron coming to the forefront as he captured his fiancée's touch and taste: their lips danced a tango that Wade and I hade never even attempted or knew anything about, their hands explored in such a way that defied Uncle James to stop them now, and the love spilling from both of them shouted to the heavens:
WE CAN NEVER BE DEFEATED, AS LONG AS WE HAVE EACH OTHER!
Wade's feelings came through, again, and his concern translated through his kiss, and I responded that all was well, and he smiled as he continued.
I could have stayed with that man's lips forever except for that silly oxygen requirement.
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(WiK)
I watched as Wade kissed Jocelyn.
'Jellin', Wade?' Kim asked me, and I thought for a moment.
'Yes, and no, Kim,' I replied, and then I turned and looked thru Kim's eyes at Ron.
'Kim, is Ron glowing?'
'He is, Wade. He has always glowed to me, but he has shown it even more after he took on Lord Fiske the first time, when the first holoKim went with him,' and Kim grinned at me.
'I don't ever remember seeing the glow then, Kim,' I dodged the shot.
'Only Ron and I can see it, Wade; I don't know why. And, I don't see it all of the time, either: I only see it when either of us is in danger or hurt after a fight.'
'Hmmm,' I mused, and Kim smiled at Ron. I saw the blue glow surge for a moment, then it faded almost completely away.
'You wanna go to Ron, Kim?'
'Does Rufus like Gouda?' was her response, and I laughed.
'But, Wade, I don't have the energy.'
'We have the energy, Kim, I responded and Kim felt the energy surge through her body.
The 'How, Wade?' came with a huge smile. The smile was worth it.
'Don't ask, Kim, 'cause I don't completely know how. I'll figure it out, though; in the meantime, go, go,' I mentally pushed her.
Kim swung her legs over the edge of the bed, reaching for the floor with her feet and finding it. She looked down and winced when she saw that she was wearing purple skid socks.
'What a fashion statement,' she giggled as she reached for the IV pole with one hand and raised herself with the other, standing shakily but steadying herself after a moment.
"Miss Possible? Are you all right?" the contralto voice came from the statuesque nurse, and Kim looked at her badge.
I was looking at other things.
'I'm fine, Lieutenant…Capperson,' Kim read the badge.
"Jacqueline, or Jackie, please, Miss Possible."
"Only if it's Kim, Jackie, and yes, I'm fine: not standing for awhile always throws my balance off a bit, but I've gotten used to it. It's 'No Big,'" Kim added, and Jackie smiled a billion-dollar smile.
'If this is anywhere even close to what Jocelyn will look like when she's older: Thank you, God,' I prayed.
'I heard that, Wade,' Kim replied with a chuckle.
'Not another redhead,' and Kim paused and thought for a moment.
'You know, she does look a bit like Joss, Wade, so I'll give you that. Try to keep Jackie's clothes on her when you're thinking about her, OK?'
'Kim!' and I grinned even more. 'Yes, ma'am,' I replied and Kim giggled as she walked over to Ron's bedside. Ron, by now, had raised the head of his bed almost 60 degrees, and he was leaning forward the rest of the way so that he was sitting straight up.
His smile was huge.
Kim reached out her hands, took one of Ron's hands in hers, and put the other one on the left side of his face, pulling him towards her as she leaned in for a kiss. Kim closed her eyes as their lips touched….
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Kim's kiss almost put me into sensory overload.
I thought I knew what love was, but I wasn't even close.
I thought I knew how Kim and Ron felt about each other, but I wasn't even in the same dimensional plane.
The joy of finding each other unharmed, the love they shared willingly, the fear and relief that they each had for the other's safety, the strength that they received from each other: all of these things, and so many more that I couldn't describe, came across in the kiss that they shared.
And then, I received the biggest shock of all: I felt Jocelyn's lips touch mine, and Kim opened her eyes.
I looked, and I saw the reason for what I had felt: ice-blue flecks appeared in Ron's chocolate-brown eyes.
'Surprise, Aggie,' Jocelyn said, and Kim and Ron surrendered control willingly to Jocelyn and I as we shared.
'Miss me, Sweet Tea?'
'Only a huge helpin' of D'OI, my forever,' she replied, and we kissed.
The same emotions that Ron and Kim shared came through, but nowhere near the level of intensity: the joy, the love, the fear and relief, the strength all came through, and I could feel Kim's smile behind me.
'I'm so happy for the both of you, Wade,' came with a sniffle.
The difference in the energy flow this time was that I was receiving it rather than sending it: the body that I was in was receiving the energy from Ron rather than me sending it to Jocelyn, but I didn't mind.
'That's what I meant, Wade,' Kim explained. 'That's what Joss feels when you kiss her. She has the strength, but she certainly doesn't mind receiving energy from you, just as you don't mind sharing it with her. If she didn't love you as much as she does, the energy stream would either be polluted so badly as to make it unusable or not flow at all.
'It took me a long time to understand that, Wade, and when I finally did, I realized how wonderful and blessed I was to have someone in my life to share with.
'That's the same energy that you gave to me, that let me get up and come to Ron.
'Thank you, Wade,' and we both appeared in Kim's head, wearing identical khaki pants and Meezod shirts: mine was red, and hers was purple.
'The difference, Kim, is that you make that shirt look good,' I quipped, and she came over and hugged me.
Now, I finally understood:
Kim was never meant for me; she was always meant for Ron.
Only, now, it didn't hurt near as much as I thought it would, before I had found Jocelyn.
I realized that, with Jocelyn's kiss, that she was most definitely my soul mate.
'Blue Fox, and Yellow Trout soul mates, Wade?' Kim laughed, and I shook my head no as Jocelyn and I broke the kiss as Ron and Kim separated.
Ron had a huge grin on his face.
'My only, my forever, Kim, just like you and Ron,' and Kim nodded her understanding and smiled.
'I'll always love you, Kim,' I added, 'and I love you even more since I realized how kind and gentle you have been in letting me down without destroying my ego.
'Thank you, my guardian angel,' and I took her head in my hands and kissed her chastely.
'HEY! That's my job!' and I looked over my shoulder and saw-
'Stephanie?'
'Red, in the head,' she ran over and hugged both of us.
'mmmm, Stephanie hugs,' I thought, and both Kim and Stephanie laughed as they pulled back.
Stephanie was obviously in uniform: a white Meezod shirt and white pants; and, yes, she made that outfit look really good.
'I'm here to help you, Wade. You already started to understand how I felt about you and you about me, and now I'm here to help you understand how you feel about Kim, how she feels about you, and how you and Jocelyn feel about each other.
"Kim, your mother's here, and she wants to come in. I suppose," Jackie said with a smile, "that what you two are doing is all right, seeing as you have that ring on your finger.
"Congratulations, by the way," Jackie added as she hugged Kim, and I really enjoyed that hug.
'BAD WADE!' Both Kim and Stephanie both yelled, and they laughed as Jackie continued to hug Wade.
"I never had the chance, Kim, to tell you 'thank you,'" Jackie pulled back, and there were tears in her eyes. "My parents were on a train inbound to New York from Florida when Drakken fired up those Diablos, and you saved them when you stopped him.
"Thanks, Jackie," Kim replied as she wiped Jackie's tears, "but that was mostly Wade," she finished, and I smiled.
'I'll have to thank him, personally," Jackie replied with a sexy voice and a wicked smile on her face, and I gulped and smiled even more.
"Kimmie!" I knew that voice.
'Mom!" Kim shouted as she turned and was hugged by Anne Possible.
'Wade!' Kim glared at me, and Stephanie giggled. 'It's my mother!'
'Sorry, Kim, but I can't help it. You obviously haven't seen the on-line chatter: your mom is known by most of the Middleton, Upperton, and Lowerton high young men as the woman that they'd vote to be cast as "Mrs. Robinson," I smirked as Kim turned beet red.
"Kimmie, are you all right?" There was more than a bit of worry in Anne Possible's voice.
"I'm fine, Mom. What's the sitch?"
"I'm going to run several more scans on all four of you," Anne replied. "All of you had some strange and inconsistent EEG and EKG readings over the last five days, and I'm very concerned." She turned to Ron, Jocelyn, and me (at least, the me in my body), and added, "you all need to get comfortable, because you're not going anywhere until we sign off on you."
'Get ready, Wade,' Kim smirked.
'Why?'
"Mom?" Kim called, and Anne turned back to look at her. Kim motioned for her to come over, and Anne leaned in as Kim whispered "It's that time, Mom."
'EWWWW!' was the only thing I could think of saying.
'That-OH! Come with me, Kim," and Anne took the IV pole and Kim's hand on the pole and led her out of the room towards a smile private exam room.
'I'm leaving, now,' but Kim shook her head "no."
'Sorry, Wade, but you're here for the duration.'
'All of it?' I remembered her statement, and Kim nodded with a smirk.
'Oh, man…I'm closing my eyes, then,' I closed and covered my eyes, and cringed.
It didn't help.
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(KiW)
"Wade!" Wade grew a massive smile when he heard the voices, and he yelled as he turned.
"MOM! DAD!" and he ran as fast as he could pull the IV pole to his parents.
"Wade, are you all right?" Rachel asked as Wade grabbed her, and Ryan hugged the both of them.
"I'm fine, Mom."
"Really, son?" Ryan asked, and Wade nodded.
"Really, Dad, I'm fine.
"But, look at you!" Wade said as he pulled back. "You're only on one cane!"
"Yep: down to one," Ryan grinned. "Amazing what physical therapy can do for you. My neurologist thinks that the therapy and tweaks in my medication have helped my mobility after that last exacerbation last winter."
"That's great, Dad," and Wade hugged him again.
'Your Dad has MS?' I asked, and Wade nodded.
'He's had it for over 20 years, Kim. I've never known him on less than two canes or a walker, so this was a very pleasant surprise.'
'I'm sorry, Wade,' I looked down. 'I never knew, and I never asked,' but Wade snorted.
'No Big, Kim,' and I giggled as he continued. 'Lots of people have MS, but many of them are never diagnosed.
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(JiR)
'Ron, where are we?' I asked as we landed feet-first and surprisingly dry on an open lawn.
'We're at my double-G's house, Joss.
'Double-G?'
'Great-grandfather,' Ron explained. 'This is his house, back when I was five years old,' Ron replied as I looked out on the perfectly-manicured lawn with tulips blooming en masse in the flowerbeds adjacent to the driveway, and along the front of the yard.
'Wow, your great-grandmother must really love tulips, Ron' I observed, and Ron shook his head 'no.' with a sad face.
'She died in the Holocaust at the hands of the Gestapo, Joss. Double-G grows these because they remind him of her, and because the Nazis pulled up all of the flowers,' Ron corrected me as a car turned into the driveway and barely came to a halt when a young Ron jumped out of the backseat, crying as he ran up to the front door as an older man opened the door and welcomed him into his arms as the parents stepped out of the car.
'Ronald,' the older man oof'ed as the young Ron crashed into him, bawling. The man knelt down and took the young boy's face in his hands.
'Ronald, what's wrong?' he asked gently, already knowing far too well the answer he would hear.
'Sh- She said it didn't happen, Double-G! She said you made it all up and she said that Great-Grandmother died because she was stupid,' Ron blurted out the words, and then he started bawling again as his grandfather pulled him into a tight hug.
'Hi, Granddad,' Ron's father spoke as he walked up and placed his hand on his grandfather's shoulder. The older man looked up, tears pouring from his eyes filled with sadness and determination.
'I need to go to Middleton, Grandson,' he announced, and the grandson nodded, sadness filling his face as his wife placed her arms around his waist. 'When is the next flight?'
'Granddad, you don't have to come.'
'Yes I do: for your grandmother, and for Ron, and for the millions who never had a grandson as wonderful as you, Gene,' he replied.
'Thank you for never forgetting.'
'I will always remember, Granddad,' and Gene Stoppable squeezed his granddad's shoulder.
'Ronald, it is all true, I'm sorry to say,' the older man pulled up his sleeve to reveal the tattoo once again. 'I didn't just get this to be sexy,' he quipped, and the young Ron laughed.
'Never be normal,' the men and the young boy all said together, and they laughed as Ron's mom wept a quiet tear of relief.
'Ron, what happened?' I asked as I turned to Ron and saw the tears flowing from his face as rain from the downpour.
'Ronald, I'll come back with you and talk to your friends and your teacher,' and both Ron's faces lit up.
'I knew it! My friend told the teacher I wasn't fibbing, but she didn't believe her, either.'
'Your friend?' the older man asked.
'Kimberly Ann Possible,' Ron's dad told him, and Ron beamed again.
'She's the bestest friend in the whole wide world,' young Ron announced. 'She believed me when I told her about you, Double-G, and she protected me when I first met her.
'She has the prettiest green eyes, and the bestest red hair,' Ron continued, 'and, we're gonna be best friends, forever!' and both Ron's smiles were huge.
'Kim never told me that story, Ron,' Joss looked at the older Ron and was almost dazzled by the smile that was rapidly replacing the tears.
'I doubt that she remembers it, Joss, but I do. My great-grandfather got on a plane for me, flew to Middleton with me and my parents, and spoke to all of the teachers at the school and several other schools in town as well as the school board.
'After he spoke to the school board first, we had a new teacher the next day, and I never found out what happened to her.
'Kim protected me, even back then, and she still does it today, only now I can protect her, as well,' and Ron smiled.
'I got picked on by the kids that didn't want to lose their favorite teacher, and the blamed me for the rest of the year,' Ron continued. 'All of this started in October, so it was a very long year. 'Some of them kept it up for the next two-three years, but they finally got tired of it and quit. It also helped that more Jewish families moved into the neighborhood, and I was the hero to all of the kids in the school and the synagogue.
'Do you know why he had the tattoo, Joss?' Ron asked, and I was ashamed that I didn't as I shook my head 'no.'
'The Nazis used the numbers to track their Jewish prisoners, like cattle; they wouldn't use their names so that they wouldn't seem to be worthy of a name, like a real person, in their eyes,' Ron answered, and I hurt even more.
'It's OK, Joss: you had no reason to know this.
'I had more 'incidents' like this until junior high, when they decided to pick on me for a different reason: I didn't fit in. By this time, I'd learned about my family's history, and I was ready for anyone.'
'Is you great-grandfather still alive?' I asked, fearing that I already knew the answer.
'No, I'm not,' the older man appeared in front of me, looking ever so dapper in a dark suit and tie and wearing a bowler hat. 'I died five days after I returned home from Middleton, but I had a chance to spend time with my family, pass along the truth about what happened one last time, and write my farewell letters before I passed.
'Hello, Ronald. You've gotten bigger,' he held open his arms, and Ron ran to him like the five-year-old had done.
They hugged and talked in a language that I didn't know but suspected was Yiddish, and then the man looked at me and smiled.
'I'm sorry, Miss Possible, I forgot that you don't speak Yiddish,' and he separated from Ron and stepped over to me, taking my right hand and kissing it.
'I'm Ronald's great-grandfather, Adrian Stopabilski, and it's a pleasure to meet Kimberly's cousin.
'You're prettier than Kim was at this age,' and I blushed, Ron yelled 'HEY!' and grinned.
'I'm sorry that I haven't learned about all of what happened, Mr. Stopabilski,' I replied, but he waved me off.
'It's Adrian, please, Miss Possible, and you have no need to apologize. After what's you've been thru so far, you have more than proven your strength to anyone, and I'm definitely on your side: I wouldn't want to ever be on your bad side,' he smiled, and I knew where Ron's smile came from.
'Besides, it's not us you'll need to learn about, it's Wade's heritage. You'll have a lot to learn, and Wade can help you, but you need to ask him and Rachel and Ryan about the past and some of their friends.
'Friends?' I asked, and Adrian smiled.
'Friends and relatives both: one of Wade's great-uncles marched with Thurgood Marshall in the 1950, for example,' he stated, and I was surprised: even I knew who Justice Thurgood Marshall of the United Stated Supreme Court was, and I didn't know that Wade had a connection to him.
'Ryan was fortunate enough to spend several weeks working with United States Representative Barbara Jordan from Texas,' and even I knew that name: the woman who dazzled the Democratic National Convention with her speech. 'She also had MS, so they had something in common besides race and passion, and he had a chance to learn from one of the brightest minds in the business of politics.'
'She all gave him several other connections in the state, federal, and international political arenas and leadership positions, so he's just as qualified in his field as Anne is in hers,' Adrian added, and I smiled.
'Ryan and Rachel have raised the prototypical Renaissance man in their son: a scientist, a scholar, a linguist, versed in the arts and music, politics, and all of the disciplines that would show him as a man of the world in his studies,' and I stared, shocked: I knew that Wade was smart in computers, but I had no idea about the other things that he knew.
'Wade and I understand each other,' Ron interjected. 'He understands my 'Never Be Normal' mantra and attitude even before Kim did, and he's helped me grow in so many ways that I can't count. For someone as young as he is, he's wise far beyond his years.
'Wise, but clueless,' Ron continues, grinning, 'definitely clueless when he saw your picture on the Kimmunicator the first time and fell in love with you, Joss,' and Ron's grin grew bigger as I blushed. 'He had no idea on how to approach you, Joss, but he worked it out after we talked.'
'You know what Wade has been thru, Joss,' Adrian concluded, 'and now you know some of what Ryan Load has been through. We haven't even talked about Rachel's battles to have her are recognized by the critics: it took several lean critical years even after her public acceptance and popularity skyrocketed before she was finally recognized: being a double minority artist and not living on the East or West coasts held her back from critical acclaim, but when the critics finally woke up, they did so with a vengeance.
'You're a very luck young woman, Miss Possible, just as lucky as my great-grandson,' and this time it was Ron's turn to blush first, but I followed shortly afterwards, and Adrian laughed at both of us.
'I hope I helped you a bit,' he added, and I hugged him.
'Grandparent hugs are extra-special.
'Thank you, Adrian: you've helped more than you'll even know,' and I reached up and kissed his cheek, and it was his turn to blush.
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(Dr. Anne Possible)
I re-ran the analyses for the fifth time, and I got the same illogical results.
The EKGs looked like all four of the machines were wired together or had residual readings in memory, and since they had no memory, that was impossible. But, I kept getting results that were to similar to make sense.
Stood up, stretched, and was pouring myself another cup of hot tea when a knock came at my door, and Rachel stuck her head in.
"Anne, may I talk with you for a moment?"
"Certainly, Rachel. Would you like some tea? And I laughed as she held up a medium Slurpster cup.
"And, I can't even blame Wade for this," Rachel laughed with me. 'Ryan got me hooked on these things after his time in Texas, so I guess I can blame it on him."
"Anne, there's something wrong with Wade," Rachel said as she sat down in front of my desk. I sat back down, tea in hand.
"Why do you say that?"
"One: mother's intuition."
"Two: his speech pattern changes on an occasional phrase. It's something I've heard before, but I can't place it."
"I've noticed the same thing with Kimmie, and I've had the same feelings, but I have nothing to base it on, scientifically."
Another knock at the door, and Slim, Betty, and Lt. Capperson walked in, together.
"Anne, kin we talk to you?" and Rachel stood up.
"I'll go," but Slim motioned for her to sit down.
'This applies to you, too, Dr. Load,' Lt. Capperson stated, and Rachel smiled.
"Jackie, it's Rachel, please," and Jackie smiled and nodded.
"Ah asked Lt. Capperson to confirm what Ah'd been feeling for the past few days, and she did.
"Both Andrea Jocelyn Possible and Ronald Dean Stoppable are exhibiting similar speech patterns, and from my discussions with Slim, their backgrounds are unique enough that there is no reason that these patters should appear in these two different people. I've observed both of them and talked with them extensively over the last three days when I first began to notice this aberration, and the pattern changes appear infrequently but revert back to the original pattern after a phrase or two.
"Anne, I've observed the same anomalies in Kim and Wade. There's soothing going on with all four of these young people.
"Jackie, forgive me for asking, but what, exactly, is your background? Betty has found uniquely-qualified people in various positions, and you sound like one of them."
"Why, thank you, Dr. Possible," she smiled, and continued.
"I studied linguistics as a minor in college to my business major, and I went into insurance sales upon graduation. I found that my minor was more helpful in working with people, and I grew my agency until I met Michael, my husband.
"Michael opened me up to new possibilities, and after we were married I sold my agency for a very tidy profit and went back for my Master's degree in Linguistics and my RN. GJ found me, and here I am.
"I also have a five-year-old son, so I've been paying a great deal of attention to speech patterns, recently," she added, and I smiled. Jackie certainly fit in well around here. She was not another redhead; she definitely would get James' attention. She was stunningly attractive, with the long legs that James loved (as he told me several times as he massaged mine, and I blushed inside as I thought where many of those massages had led).
"Anne, are the EKG results stored electronically?"
"Yes, Jackie. Why?"
"I noticed that, once, a pattern that I heard Ronald use frequently appeared in Andrea's speech, and then she reverted to her regular pattern.
"I was wondering if, after all of the missions, you had baseline EKGs for Ronald and Kim, but I'm sure you thought of that, already.
"Don't be so sure, Jackie," and I mentally did a Wade and banged my head on the desk.
"Let's see if this office is all that Wade said it would be, and created an alternate online session and logged into Middleton General, retrieving Kim and Ron's last EKGs that I had recorded only four months previous. I downloaded them to the local computer, and pulled them up next to the current Kim and Ron EKGs:
They weren't the same, and now I was even more frightened.
"Anne, can you remove backgrounds from these recording?"
"Yes, I can. Why?"
"Use Kim's baseline EKG reading and remove it from Ron's current reading, and let's see what remains." And I worked as she spoke, completing the function as she finished and hit the change command.
Ron's EKG began to look a lot more like his baseline, but there were still anomalies.
"Rachel, when was the last time Wade was in the hospital?"
"We ran some preliminary MS MRIs last year, but they were negative," Rachel replied, and she had an AH-Ha moment.
"They had him on an EKG Monitor!" and I logged back into my Middleton account and pulled Wade's EKG, downloaded it, and repeated the function, and hit the change command.
More background disappeared, and what remained looked more like Ron with another EKG overlaid on top of his.
I wrote a quick program to perform the same functions to each of the EKGs that I had and create/save/display the changed results.
There was now a pattern in all four, and the pattern was-
"My Sweet Tea's been in their heads?" Slim asked, and I nodded.
"And, they've each been in each others, as well. The strongest signal is the base EKG of the body owner, and the second strongest is likely the person that is currently occupying the body/mind, as well.
"It looks like we have a Ron/Joss pairing, and a Wade/Kim pairing," and both Rachel and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Slim looked puzzled, as did Jackie.
"Kim started her period, Jackie, and Wade- well," I said between laughs, "let's just say that it's likely that Wade's never experienced that monthly joy," and Jackie laughed with us as Slim scrunched his face up in pain and fear.
"Yea, Slim, that's likely what he's going through, too," Rachel laughed.
"And, now I know why Betty recruited you personally, Jackie," I stood and offered my hand. Jackie took it, surprised. Betty was smiling, practically beaming now.
"We talked about medical staff for the bunker, and her first recommendation was you, Jackie, before any doctor or nurse. Betty's comment was, if I remember correctly, 'She's all that and a bag of chips, and she'll keep the guys so distracted that they'll have to go to work or get in severe trouble for staying in the hospital too long,'" and Jackie blushed as Betty giggled and Slim blushed, as well.
'Slim, you're almost as bad as your future son-in-law,' I giggled inside.
"She did say a thing or two about you being the fasted and most accurate problem solver she had ever encountered since she joined GJ, and that says a lot, coming from Betty," I added.
"Well, they obviously know who they're sharing with, so how do we tell them we know?" Slim asked, and the four mothers all laughed.
"The mother inquisition," came from all of their mouths at the same time.
"Jinx: you all owe me a soda," Slim commented dryly, and laughed as the women all looked surprised for a moment and then chuckled.
"No one escapes the 'Mother Inquisition,'" Jackie added, and Betty, Rachel and I said "Winston Cobra and his Naughty Band!"
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"Why do I feel like we're being lined up for an execution, Kim?"
Kim was sitting on one side of a large conference table that had been brought up from the storage downstairs ('where all of this started, id I remember correctly,' she thought). There were four chairs on their side, seven chairs on the other side of the table, and an 80-inch flat screen monitor at the far end of the room opposite the door.
Wade came in, holding Joss' hand, and Ron followed them and promptly went ton his fiancée and kissed her, sitting down and taking her hand afterward. Joss sat next to Kim, and Wade sat on the other end.
They all looked up at the mirror in front of them and behind the seven chairs.
'Who's back there?' they all thought.
'Did you see the way they sat, Anne?" Rachel asked. "It's as if they're protecting their families, the guys on the outside edges to take the first bullets," she continued, and Anne, Betty, and Jackie all nodded.
"Shall we go in, everyone?" Anne asked, and James, Ryan, Slim, Betty, Jackie, and Rachel all nodded. They all stood, we all left the viewing room and walked into the conference room and sat down in the same sequence.
They all sat silently for a few moments, then Anne hit the projector control, and the monitor came to life with the original EKGs on it that Anne had started with and the final results of each individual person's EKG displayed next to it.
'Busted,' Wade in Kim thought, and Kim nodded.
"We know," was Anne's comment, "about all of the 'travels' you've been on, so to speak," and there was space-vacuum silence.
"How?" was Slim Possible's question.
"Why?" was her only question, and it was the identical question that was in all of the adult's minds.
"I'm more certain of the 'how' than the why, Slim," Kim and Wade both spoke, and they laughed as Kim nodded to Wade.
"I believe that the shock that we took when that machine overloaded on level 5 somehow triggered the first transfer, but I've heard a voice before each subsequent change, and I've passed out to find myself in another head."
"That's not possible," Jackie exclaimed, and the rest of the room, in chorus, responded:
"Check the name, Jackie!" and they all laughed as Jackie got it.
"I can tell you this, Slim," Ron spoke. "I understand your daughter and your future son-in-law better than I ever did before, and I thought I understood them pretty well.
'Slim, you have a wonderful daughter," and Jocelyn blushed. "If Kim weren't here, I'd be waiting for her. But, I've been voted off the boat by Wade and Joss, because they both love each other so much that it hurts me to see it sometimes.
"I can tell you this much, sir: nothing has happened, and nothing's gonna happen until they both hit 18; I'll put my Naco royalties on that bet, that's how sure I am. The love each other, but they're going to wait for each other. And, in the last few days, they've learned so much about each other that a marriage counselor could take lessons from them on how to keep couples together."
"Yea: 24 hours of brain-switching oughta do it," Wade dead-panned, and the four young people all laughed.
"Daddy, Ron loves me more than I ever knew," Kim said through tears of joy to her father. He truly would give his life for me, and I would do the same for him. Thank you for trusting us all this time, and we've hardly ever broken that trust," and Kim blushed.
"Hardly ever?" James Possible grinned, and Ron blushed, as well.
"Well, only twice, sir, but it stayed PG13, and never more than that. Besides, the bikini shows more than her underwear-oops, did I say that?" Ron grinned. "Those are the types of things that you learn when you love in someone's head."
"I learned a lot about Polish Sausage, Daddy," Joss announced, and Slim stammered and Ron turned beet red. "But, I also learned that I've got a real heapin' helpin' of tanned wonder jus' a-waitin' for me at 18, so I'm definitely a-waitin!"
"Joss!" Wade grinned. "How did you- oh, yeah, in my head, I forgot," and Wade grinned, and Ryan and Rachel laughed.
"James, Anne, I have always loved your daughter," Wade announced to a stunned but smiling James and Ann Possible, "but I now realize that her love for me is the same as mine for her: a deep, true friendship that will never go away.
"Thank you, Kim, for never hurting me with all I did, and for letting me down easy," and Wade smiled as Kim blew him a kiss.
"And, James? I'm not a probe rider, so don't get any ideas," Wade added to the laughter from Ann, Ron, Rachel, and Ryan and the grimace turned grin from James.
"Wade, thank you for all you're done for all of us: I now understand you better than I ever imagined I could. I see the man behind the monitors, and I respect that man even more than I already did for all that he's done for all of us, especially me," Ron added, and Wade grinned and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Kim, I understand how you and Ron feel about each other, and I'm jellin' a bit, but I know that Wade and I are on the same track you two are riding, and it feels so good," Joss added, and Kim smiled. "Thank you for not blowing me off, and for taking both Wade and I seriously when we told you how we felt about each other," and the cousins hugged.
"Ron, after all of this I feel like I never knew you before, but I know now that you feel the same way that I feel for you. I'm so happy that you never gave up on me, and that you stuck by me all the way, even when I went off on several 'tangents,' so to speak," and Kim leaned over and kissed Ron.
"How did you find out, Anne?" Wade asked, and Anne grinned.
"You can thank Jackie for that, Wade, and I believe she has something for you, as well," and Jackie stood up and walked around the table. She took Wade's shoulder and nudged him to a standing position.
"You saved my parents, Wade, last year when they were on a train with 25 Diablos," she stated through tears that had just started. "I can't pay you what I owe, but I'll pay you what I can," and she took Wade's head and kissed him.
"NOT ANOTHER REDHEAD, WADE!" Jocelyn yelled, and she laughed as Wade's look of shock never left his face, even after they separated.
"I owe you more than that, Dr. Load, but that's all I can pay.
"Are we square?" and Wade nodded, the huge grin starting to form on his face.
"Good," the voice announced, once, again, and the adults all faded away.
"What the heck?" was Ron's question.
"All will be explained now, Master," the disembodied voice stated, and the Lotus Blade appeared as the conference table and the room disappeared, and the four were standing on an empty white floor as the Blade floated in front of Ron.
"I didn't call it, Kim, I swear," Ron said, and the blade hovered in front of him for a moment until it then settled into his hands.
"You did not call, Master, but you have learned far more than enough to be told all," the voice said.
"First: who are you?" Ron asked, steeling himself for the answer he now knew, in his heart, was coming, and he was not disappointed.
"We are the Lotus Blade, Master, and you have learned well."
"Kewl! A talking sword," Joss replied, and the voice moved to in front of her.
"You are right, and you are wrong, Andrea Jocelyn Possible."
"The Blade is the vessel, but they are the entities that live within it, Joss. They can come out when called," Wade stated, and the voice centered in front of him.
"You are mostly correct, Wade Agamemnon Load: We can come when called, but was can also come when conditions require it, such as this one," the voice replied.
"We?" Kim asked, and the voice centered in front of her.
"There are many of us, Kimberly Ann Possible: We have lived in the blade for millennia, and have only come out twice before this time."
"Why did you come, now?" Ron asked, and the voices came back to center in front of him.
"Because, Master, you are only the second incarnation since the Blade's creation to have full access to all of it's powers."
"Oh, man…." was Ron's reply….
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Author's afterward:
This story is dedicated to Twila Starla: the four-way brain switch was her idea; I just expanded on it a bit.
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Update on yours truly, for my fellow writers, reader, and Friends of Jade here on February 28, 2007, my legs began to go on vacation. That would not have been a problem if the rest of the body had known….
I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis a week later (which, it turns out, I've had undiagnosed for the past 17 years!), the same day that I stood for the first time since 5:00 AM on March 1. After that, I was transferred to a physical rehab hospital to regain mobility, and I was released to go home on March 21. While in the hospital, I edited the first 13 pages of this chapter as mental therapy and wrote 90 of the remainder of the chapter. It's where, I freely admit, I met Jackie, my overnight nurse who has now become a character in this story (and, trust me, there are few better reasons to get well). Sorry, guys, she's married in real life, as well….
I came home to 8500+ emails (at least 7500 spam), and lots of friends from wondering where I was and had been. That's when I knew I was at the right place, and I was truly home and twice-blessed (it helps when your wife is ADA-certified). I'll be back on the cane in 1-2 weeks.
Thanks for your continued support, and PM me if you have any questions about the JadeKimVerse. I respond to all PMs, emails, and reviews.
And, I'd be remiss if I didn't thank all of my readers for their support in the Fannies. I was honored, humbled, and surprised when I was awarded by you, my readers, the recognition of Best New Writer of 2006 along with King in Yellow (a tie: you'll rarely get that at the Oscars). I was also in the top three vote-getters in the category of Best Alternative Pairings for Joss and Wade: go figure.
This is our award, because I couldn't have done it without you.
Preview:
If Tornado can talk, what's next: A talking sword? Well, duh, but it doesn't just talk, and it's not just a sword, and….
Chapter 6: Emergence is next.
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Thanks again for reading, and please review.
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