A.N.

Sorry this took so long…once the story gets going, I'm sure updates will be frequent.

Enjoy!

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Chapter3- A Time Long Gone

Keya sat back and enjoyed her hot chocolate…it's perhaps the best thing she'd been offered all day.

She looked around her at some of the ornaments the old man had up, several diploma's and life achievement awards, a bunch of Phd certificates, a number of trophies standing here and there, and perhaps the most noteable item in the room is a Nobel Peace Prize!

"You must be really smart!" Keya exclaimed.

"Huh?" Wade turned to where Keya was looking and shrugged, "Ah, those old things! They used to be handy before I turned fourteen…after that well, there wasn't as good use for my old brain!"

"So, what's it like living in Middleton?" she asked as the slightly round old man struggled into his chair.

"Well, I can't say it's as exciting as it used to be!" he chuckled.

Keya couldn't be surprised as to why he wouldn't find life exciting anymore judging from his age.

"Oh no." he reflected, "It hasn't been for a long time…a long time."

Keya slurped her drink and remembered why she was here in the first place.

"So, there was a Possible family here? In Middleton?"

"Mm-hmm" he nodded.

"And you knew them?"

"Yup, In fact…you look like the one I befriended!"

"I do?" she recurred.

"The green eyes…the red hair…oh yeah, she was just as pretty as you are!"

"She?"

"Well, I knew the daughter… a girl when she was about your age. Both her parents were doctors and she had twin brothers…Jim and…"

"Tim?" Keya intruded.

"Yeah," Wade nodded quizzically, "How did you…"

"My grandfather." Keya added, "So, you're saying you knew my grandfather's sister?"

"Apparantly," Wade laughed eagerly, "Kim Possible…the girl who can do anything! That's what we used to call her…"

"Why?" Keya asked with interest.

"Because that's what she was like!" Wade replied, "Energetic and spunky, cheerful but dangerous, proud but always ready to lend a helping hand. She never denied anyone, and she always delivers her promises!"

"wow…"

"Yes, Keya…that's what she always made us say before we put our heads to sleep…wow!"

"So…what happened to her?" Keya innocently asked, but for Wade the question carried a far heavier load.

Wade caughed hesitantly and then put down his mug. Keya noticed the false behaviour not successfully covering up his reaction. Perhaps he's too old to act.

"Uh…" Wade scratched his neck and wavered, "well…she traveled away for her studies and eventually the entire family moved over to where she was."

"So, that's why my entire family left Middleton? Not because the city is so dull?"

"Well, Middleton wasn't always dull. In fact, around Kim's time, the city was among the most beautiful in America!"

"Uh-huh…" Keya sarcastically motioned.

"Well…it's been great knowing you!" Keya put down her drink and stood up, "but I've gotta go before it gets dark!"

"Why?" Wade smiled as he stood up to see her out, "You're afraid of the dark?"

"Well, I can tell you I never used to believe in ghosts until now!" Keya laughed as she head to the door.

Wade's face turned somewhat serious to her last words…as though a not so distant past has just come back to haunt him in his mind, "What do you mean?"

"Well, this may sound a little crazy, but I saw this annoying little girl with ponytails in that annoying house at the top of the hill, and since then I've seen her in my sleep! It's like she's haunting me!" She stepped outside once Wade opened the door for her, "And don't get me started on the freaky noises!"

Wade put on a false smile and waved Keya goodbye. Once the door was shut Wade made his way back into the lounge. He stopped at a shelf and picked up an old dusty frame that sat at the back of the television cupboard that piled some dust. The frame showed a color picture of a redheaded teenaged crime fighter in her mission clothes standing beside a young blonde boy with a naked mole rat on his shoulder, on the other side of the girl stood a tubby twelve year old Wade holding a small remote in his hand. They all posed in various styles under a giant banner labelled, "Welcome to Middleton, where anything is Possible!"

After reflecting on it for a moment, old and tired Wade wiped the tear from his eye and sat back in his chair. With a great sigh, he leaned his neck backwards and closed his eyes. Within a couple of seconds the old man's subconscious mind flourished with dreams of a team of heroes who soared into the heavens and back once again to save the world.

A faint smile appeared as he slumbered.

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A.N.

This is the most I have ever focused on Wade, seriously!

His role is quite significant…you'll see.