"Kim's still not come back." exclaimed James worriedly that evening, very nearly banging his fist on the table. "She was supposed to be back hours ago but still no sign of her."

Unable to find the right words to reply her clearly very tense husband with immediately, Ann continued to place another mouthful of stew into her mouth struggling not to choke on it as she nervously chewed the vegetables.
He was right to be anxious, she knew that. But this also wasn't the first time Kim had not returned at the promised time she had given to her parents when she left the house. It was a bit too early to jump to any assumptions, since some of the missions were bound to be more difficult than others.

"Don't worry yourself about it Dad." Tim said, looking at the very pale man with sympathetic eyes. "Sis is probably just taking her time with whatever it is she's gone to do this time. You're being too worried."

His attempt to soothe his father did not work however, as James continued to grow paler and paler before his family's very eyes until he appeared like a ghost dressed in the clothes of his former life.
"No Tim, something's clearly very wrong. Kim doesn't joke about these kinds of things. She would never just make a promise she knew she couldn't keep. Kim takes her schedules very seriously."

He stood up and took a brief glance out the window. "Something's happened to her." he said eventually, his voice barely louder than a whisper "I know it has."

"She's been gone a couple hours dad. How bad could it really be? You're too jumpy for your own good dad." Jim chided, having finally realized that this conversation wouldn't be coming to an end any time soon. His dinner could wait, especially since he took little interest in the plate of green stuff that was to be his only meal for this evening. He had no fondness for the large stack of cauliflower and carrots that his mom had placed beside him saying it was good for his health.

Ann immediately gave the boy a sharp glance to show he was not helping, and he quickly took the hint to stop speaking. But it was too late, the damage had been done.

"No." James replied sadly. "No. Something's not right here. Kim doesn't just leave for this long without telling us. She said this mission would be quick and easy. No."

He turned to his wife, who had so far listened in silence afraid to speak lest her opinion make the mood worse.
"Go give Kim a call. If she doesn't answer then something is wrong. Do it now."

Having sat relatively still throughout this whole ordeal, Ann treated the rocket scientist's words like gospel as she sprang into action to make a grab for her phone which had been placed on the kitchen counter to charge.
Dialing the buttons as if she had done nothing but dial buttons her whole life long, Ann quickly typed in her daughter's number for her special phone. She put a finger to her lips to tell everyone to stay silent as beep after beep came through the phone.
Not loud and clear beeps either, but quiet and shaky ones filled with static. Wherever the phone her daughter carried around with her was right now clearly didn't have very good signal at all. Very bad signal at that, since the "Kimmunicator" which was what Kim called that one of kind communicator device was designed to have excellent connectivity in a variety of environments when normal phones would simply have no signal at all.
It was important after all for the world saving heroine to be well informed of any changes and to be able to contact her assistant Wade and her loved ones at a moment's notice.

"The number you have dialed is not available. Please leave your message after the tone." Came a wheezy, cracked mocking tone from the other end of the phone, also choked with static so that it was barely possible to make out the words. "KKKSSSHHHH" came the long and unending ear grating sound of garbled static cracks after one last beep.

Though it was Ann who held the phone, James was the first to react as he closed his eyes as if in deep reflection.

"Something's wrong." he declared almost immediately after the announcement went silent. "I can feel it."

If her daughter had been anyone other than Kimberly Anne Possible, Ann would quickly have replied that it had only been a few hours like her sons said, and that they should have waited at least a little longer before getting this worried over nothing.
But Kim wasn't that kind of person. Kim never left home without keeping that special phone of hers fully charged and she would not only pick up the phone the first time it rang, but always within the first few beeps to show that she was still safe.
It wasn't in her habit to let even a single call go unanswered, else how else would she be able to respond to the many that needed her help.

Kim wasn't the kind of girl just to casually not answer the phone.
She certainly wasn't the kind to go back on a promise she had given to her family and friends. Villains and bullies did that, and any sane and sensible person could easily tell that Kim was trying not to be a villain. And when she promised she'd always follow the curfews her family set for her, you could bet she'd be back at least 2 entire minutes before the appointed time though hell should bar the way.

"You're right James" Ann replied, beginning to sound as frightened as her husband. "It's not like our Kimberly to just miss her calls like that. But first, let's try ringing one more time just to be safe."

She dialed the number one more time, eyes half closed praying to fate for any kind of answer but the one she got before.

She might well have been praying for her daughter to be thrown off a cliff for all the good it did, for the answer was word for word the same. The number was not available and to try again later, the only difference being that the static was even louder than before.

"Call global justice" ordered James, still stood up with a white face. "Tell them our Kimberly's gone missing and that they need to go look for her. Do it now."

Jim and Tim were muttering to one another, too quietly for Ann to make out any of what they were saying. She could tell though that they were just as scared as James now.

The number for the world renowned organization Kimberly had many connections to was as quickly dialed as the number for Kimberly had been, except perhaps faster due to the rush of adrenaline surging through the female surgeon's sweating body. Struggling to keep her voice clear and calm, Kim's mother relayed the few details of the mission that Kim had gone on which she had been told about, not even taking the time for a hello. She wanted to get to the point and it was getting harder and harder to speak as her head began to hurt.

"She mentioned it was somewhere in Alaska and that she was chasing some sort of gang who had a hideout there" Ann managed between puffs to say. "Not Shego. Not Drakken but someone else she had never seen before. Do you know anything?"

James and his twin sons could only guess what was being spoken from the other end of the line from Ann's reaction.

"She's not answered the call we gave her, and she's not come back for several hours despite saying she'd be back long ago. We're worried about her."

A few more words from the person at the other end of the phone, too quiet for anyone but the mother holding the phone to her ear to discern.

"Yes please. Send a search party out to find her, and bring her back as quickly as possible. We've tried calling twice with no response, and as you know Kimberly doesn't just not answer her calls like that. I know it's a bit early, but it's better to be safe."

Another few words from whoever was talking on the other end. It certainly wasn't Betty Director the leader of global justice, since everyone could clearly tell it was a man's voice from how deep it sounded.

"Thanks. We appreciate it. Have a good evening and call me if you find her." and then she rang off.

"So what now mom?" asked Jim, salvaging a touch of composure.

"Yeah." added Tim, the frown on his usually cheerful face a testament to how real the fears in his mind really were.

Ann took a few seconds to look through the three people who were anxiously awaiting her reply.
She really couldn't think of much herself to say about the flood of emotions and thoughts racing through her mind right now. And to be quite frank, she knew sharing her thoughts right now could well be dangerous since some of them were not pleasant things two very young boys not yet in high school should be forced to listen to knowing the mental scars it would leave.

"Now." she slowly said, choosing every word with as much caution as she could exercise. "Now... we wait."

And her three family members turned to one another as they tried to salvage the little comfort that discomforting statement could provide.

And here's another chapter. So what do you think so far? Love it, hate it. Please do comment if you wish to help me out as this story does take a lot of effort. I would now like to hear your opinions. What do you think will become of the Possible family now after this unfortunate turn of events? Do you think things can ever stay the same if it does turn out something terrible has befallen Kim?
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