All characters and places in this story belong to the Disney Corporation, just like everything else does anymore. Original creators, Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley.

I receive nothing for the writing of this story.

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my youngest son, Jonathon Paul,

who celebrated his 27th birthday yesterday.

Notes:

James Possible is not as clueless a person as I made him appear to be in this chapter. I just needed someone to ask questions that I thought the answers might be important to explain some of the things that happen and why. Ron and his family know why and things had been explained to Kim in her meetings with the rabbi. Lonnie would have explained things to Ann beforehand since they were the ones that helped the young couple plan and prepare for today most. That left James to be the one to ask the questions and sound stupid.
That's what he gets for being very late for the wedding rehearsal he talked about back in Chapter 3.

This is not meant to be an actual Jewish wedding. It s supposed to represent one or at least give the flavor of one. Some of the facts, customs and traditions I may have badly misrepresented in this chapter out of ignorance. Most of the basic knowledge I have gained about it come from various articles I found on the internet, several sites dedicated to this very thing and questions that I remembered to ask people. Did I ask enough or the proper questions? Have to wait and see on that one.

I'd like to thank Oaktavor for checking things over to make sure I don't make a fool of myself.

Sorry about the wait in updating. I had to get in touch with my feminine side to write some of this. My feminine side didn't like where I got in touch with it and it slapped me. It took a while to make up, but we are back together again. I still don't have contol of the TV remote.

Anyhoo

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Previously

There was so much that Kim wanted to say to Ann at that moment, thanking her for everything that she and James had done for her from allowing her to go out in the world to help other people, letting her find her own place in the world with Ron, always know being there for both of them and just being there when she needed them. All those thoughts passed through her mind, but when her mother looked her in the eyes, Kim saw that she wouldn't have to say them. Somehow, in that eye contact, she knew that they just shared them.

Ann gave her one quick hug and said, "I'll go tell them that my baby girl is waiting for her soul mate to come in, so they can start their lives together."

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Ron On His Way to The Door:

"Wade. Have you got that special little box I asked about?" asked Ron as he was headed to meet his father, her father and Rabbi Katz at the door to the ladies dressing room.

"Yeah Ron. Here it is." replied the best man as he handed Ron a small box about three inches by three inches by eight inches long. It had two holes in it, one at each end with six small indicator lights on the top of it, two white, two red and two green. "I still think you guys are being paranoid about this though."

"Ever have a nightmare that stuck with you your whole life Wade? One that you can't just let go of?"

"No, not really."

"Well I have and so has Kim. And this little box is going to put an end to them, once and for all. Ah, how long will it take to complete its test?"

"About two minutes total for both."

"Coolio. Where's Rufus? I want to make sure the little guy is with you when we start. I don't think there's enough cheese in Wisconsin to calm him down if he isn't a part of this in some way."

"He's right here in my pocket. Drew was even able to shrink down a yarmulke to fit him so he's all kosher. You do have the ring, right?"

Ron patted the right jacket pocket as he started to say, "Got it right..." but when he didn't feel it, he started patting the left pocket. When he still didn't feel it he started checking his pants pockets. Just before he started having a panic attack though, Rufus jumped out of Wade's pocket and landed on Ron' chest. Running up to his lapel, he pulled the left one out. There, fastened to the inner lining with a big safety pin, was the ring. Right where Ron had put it less than half an hour ago when he couldn't find it then. He put it there so he wouldn't lose it.

"Aw man, thanks Rufus. What would I do without you?"

Rufus started talking in his excited voice to Ron which most people could only understand as squeaks.

When he was done, Ron looked at him and said, with a very serious look on his face, "No. I think that Kim and I will somehow find a way to get through our wedding night without your help, thank you very much."

Rufus crossed his arms and turned away from his lifetime owner/companion and muttered "Hmph." under his breath.

Five minutes Prior, At the Dressing Room Door:
Don Stoppable, James Possible and Rabbi Katz were waiting for Ron.

"I'm sorry guys, but what we are doing again?" asked James Possible. "I mean I know "what" we're getting ready to do. I just don't know the "why." I mean, when I got married, her veil was already lowered when I saw her coming up the aisle."

As Don started to explain, Rabbi Katz interrupted him saying with a smile, "It's alright Don. This is more my line of work. James, the badeken ceremony, or the veiling ceremony dates back at least to early medieval times, and some find a reference to the custom in the Talmud. The reason for the ceremony is probably related to modesty; the veil symbolically represents the added level of modesty the bride is expected to adopt with her elevation to the married state."

"Some say the veiling also underscores that, from this day on, the beauty of the bride is reserved for her husband alone to appreciate. Others see in the ritual a symbolic act directing attention away from the physical toward the spiritual at the wedding, constituting a public demonstration by the groom that his interest in the bride lies not in her beauty, but in the deeper, inner qualities of her character which, unlike her physical beauty, will not disappear in time."

"There is also a rabbinic opinion that the tradition has a legal basis, as it symbolizes the groom's public obligation to clothe his wife, and is thus a procedure which is an integral part of the legal marriage process."

"There is a common misconception that the groom has to check that he is marrying the right bride before the Huppah, to avoid what happened to our Patriarch Jacob, who was tricked into marrying Leah instead of Rachel, but this has nothing to do with it. The groom covers his bride's face with the veil; if he is meant to be identifying her he would surely rather uncover her face!

"Ronald will be saying two things to your daughter as he lowers her veil. One of them is a prayer and the other is something that he talked to me about it, but I won't spoil that for you. Once he says it, I think you'll have an even better understanding of the ceremony."

"Does that help clear it up for you?" the rabbi asked.

James thought for a minute trying to understand what he'd been told. He looked to his friend Donald and then back to Rabbi Katz who he had met and talked with several times as Kim had brought the entire family along when there was something special going on at the Temple and she wanted to be there with or for Ron.

Finally to the rabbi, he said, "It's because it's a tradition?"

Chuckling, Rabbi Katz patted him on the back and said, "Yes James. It's because it's a tradition."

Ann carefully slipped out of the door with her purse, not letting the men get a preview of the bride before the groom saw her and asked, "Where's Ron? Kim's ready now and I'd like to ask him something before he goes in."

"I'm right here." said a smiling Ron as he stepped between the two fathers.

Ann looked at the man that now stood before her and almost gasped at how he looked compared to the small boy she remembered Kim introducing her to that first day after Pre K. Now dressed in a black tuxedo, wearing his white tallit (shawl) and yarmulke with that same warm and skewed gentle smile that Kim had told her about after their junior prom, this man was indeed a Grade A, Number One Hottie.

She had always thought that their "puppy dog pout" could work wonders on other people, but seeing the smile on his face now, she knew that Ron had his own special weapon for doing the same thing.

Ron waited for her to continue as she looked at him. Finally as he started to grow uncomfortable under her gaze, he said. "Anne? You wanted to ask me something?"

Pulled out of her reverie, she slowly opened her purse and reached in to pull something out as she said, "I'm not sure if it's proper, or if you'd even be willing. I thought that this had been destroyed when that walker demolished our house years ago, but I found it last night in my hope chest." as she pulled out a white yarmulke wrapped in plastic from her purse.

"It belonged to my Uncle Josh. He wore it when he married my father's sister and he passed away when I was young. His death was the main reason I decided to become a neurosurgeon and I was wondering if you would care to ..." her voice trailed off as Ron looked at her.

If anything, his smile got warmer and more filled with compassion than she thought possible. Reaching out, he took it from her hand and reverently removed the yarmulke from its plastic wrapping. He then replaced the one he was wearing with it and said, "It would be my honor to wear it in memory of him. I can tell that he meant a lot to you."

As her eyes started to water, he opened his arm to her and pulled her into a hug and gently patted her on the back. Even James's eyes started to water a little since he knew the story of her Uncle Josh and what this meant to her. (Broken Heart, Broken Mind Chapter 2.)

After whispering a soft "Thank you." into his ear, she pulled away from him, and after a quick sniffle said, "You're probably more interested in seeing Kim right now than hugging her sentimental mother so, let me go and check on her one more time before you come in. Mrs. Katz, would you come back in too please?"

After the ladies went back into the room, James reached over, placed his hand on Ron shoulder and said, "That was a very nice thing you just did for her Ronald. Thank you."

"Not even a drop in the ocean Sir, compared to the kindness you two have shown me over the years. Besides, how could I say "no" to my second mother?"

Before James could reply, Mrs. Katz opened the door and said, "Mr. Stoppable."

Ron looked behind him to his father, who looked back at him with a growing smile on his face as he said, "I believe she means you Ronald."

"Oh! Ah, yeah." he chuckled with embarrassment as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I ah, I guess she does."

"Mr. Stoppable," Mrs. Katz repeated with a knowing smile on her face having seen the same thing happen many times before. "Your bride awaits your attention." She then opened the door wide and invited them to enter. As Ron entered with Rabbi Katz next to him and James and Donald following, Ron saw that Shego, Tara and Zita were lined up on one side of the room with Joss, Yori and Linda on the other. His mother and Ann stood on either side of Kim with Monique standing behind her. Kim had her back to them and she slowly turned to face them after they entered the room.

"Hey, KP. Are you read..." That was as far as he got before he saw her face start to come into view. He stopped dead in his tracks and couldn't say anything else. Starting at the floor, his own gaze slowly went up as he noticed her gown almost sparkled in the room with a light of its own. Her veil was pulled up and he could clearly see her face now, which glowed brighter than the gown. With an almost timid smile on her lips, she looked up at him and as he stared into her emerald eyes, everybody else in the room disappeared. There was only her, filling him with warmth like the sun on a bright day.

After a bit, he had no idea how much time had passed, he thought he might have heard some sounds coming from first his left and then behind him. Maybe he felt something as if someone had tried to nudge him from several different sides, but he ignored them all. The only thing he want to do was look at her radiance till he went blind.

Finally there was a voice that he couldn't ignore and it only said one word. It was the voice of his own body and it said, "BREATHE!"

As his body gasped to try and replace the oxygen that it had been deprived of, Kim had to remind herself to breathe too. She had never seen Ron looking so...so... so everything. He was truly Golden!

"...dy?" was the only thing he could get to come out of his mouth once he found that he could talk. After looking at her again though, he couldn't think of anything to say to half way describe what he felt. Leave it to Kim to say exactly the right thing.

"Hello Sweetie." she said in a tender voice. "I hope I look half as good as you do." she said just before she started to blush under his gaze again.

"KP, you look..." and once again his mind failed to find the proper words to tell her.
"Badical?" No. To high school.
"Bon-diggity?" No, to grade school.
"Coolio?" What does that even mean for God's sake?
"Spankin?" Her word. Can't use one of her words.
"Hot?" Close, but not close enough. Not nearly enough.

"Not Bad?" She suggested as a little worry tingeing her voice

Ding ding ding! Alarm bells started going off in Ron's head. "Oh God! She thinks I don't like how she looks. She's starting to think I don't think she's ..." and then, out loud he said, "As beautiful and as welcome as the sun is on the first dawn after a month of cold weather and snow. You fill my heart with hope and warm my soul with the radiance of your beauty just like you've always done for me ever since I first met you. Today, the rest of the world can see you the way I have always seen you."

Inside Kim, a little girl with pigtails bounced up and down with buoyant and unreserved, girlish glee shouting "YES! YES! YES!" Another part of her realized that Ron's words would probably never be written down to be studied in school as an example of a love sonnet, but she knew they came straight from his heart and they were meant for only her. She couldn't ask for, or want, a more sincere compliment.

"I'm the one that should worry about not looking good here, what with my constant cowlick and ears that belong more on baby Dumbo. At least the yarmulke covers the cowlick. It'd take your uncle's Stetson to do anything about the ears though. You? You look perfect." Ron said self-consciously, suddenly feeling wholly inadequate compared to the way she looked right now.

With a tender look in her eyes, Kim said, "Rabbi, fathers, would you all take about 3 steps away from Ron please."

"Now Kimberly," said Rabbi Katz.

"Don't worry Rabbi. I'm not going to break any traditions, or do anything I shouldn't. I may start one though. One that I will happily do every day if I need to."

After the men backed away from Ron, she stepped closer to him till she was about five foot away. She then said, "In a few minutes I'm going to do this for the whole world to see, but right now, I think you need to be reminded of it more than they do." She then turned, and with her eyes on him she started walking in a circle around him, never taking her eyes off of him.

As she was doing this, James saw the impression that it had on Ron as he stood up taller and straighter and with more pride than he had been showing. As both the rabbi and Don started smiling, he whispered to Donald to ask him what she was doing.

Kim must have heard him because she said, "You're the rocket scientist daddy. Why does the Earth orbit the Sun? Because the Sun is the center of the Earth's universe. As I walk a circle around Ron, or orbit him, I'm telling him that he is the center of my universe, today, tomorrow and every day after that."

When she completed the circle, she backed up to where she had been standing and said, "And so far as me looking perfect?" She then raised her gown enough for Ron to see her shoes. "They're comfortable Ron. They fit me and I can depend on them. Do they match the gown I'm wearing? Not really, but they match what I want, what I need in my life. That's why I'm wearing them. I'll only wear this gown today. The shoes, I'll have and use for the rest on my life. Just like someone else I want for the rest of my life."

Ron smiled as he realized he was being a complete ... "I'm sorry Kimberly, ah I mean KP."

"It's alright Ronnie. Today I can be Kimberly, but I'm still just your KP inside. And remember that I love you, just as much as you love me and no matter what you think you look like, you are the most handsome man I've ever seen. You are the man I asked to be my husband."

" Now, did you get the box that we talked about from Wade?" she asked after she saw that Ron understood what she did and why.

"What's this Kimberly?" asked Lonnie.

"An idea we came up with about a week ago. If we'd had this a few months back, we might have saved some people some hurt feelings." answered Kim.

Ron got the box out of his pocket along with two antiseptic wipes he'd brought along with him for this purpose. He opened one and got the pad out.

"Yeah. It stems from a nightmare I had after the junior prom when I thought Kim was really a synthodrone and what she went through last month. You just put your finger in the hole. See? The bigger hole is for me since I have such big fingers." Ron slowed down what he was saying as he got the distinct feeling that Kim's bride's maids were all staring at his hands and feet for some reason.

Ignoring that feeling he went on as he inserted his finger in the hole. Ron went "Ow," and the white light on his end of the box lit up. He pulled his finger out of the box and showed it to Kim and everybody else.

"See?" There was a small dot of blood on his finger. "It took a sample of my blood and will compare it to a sample Wade has on file from a few years ago. It will check to make sure that I'm me and not a clone or Camille Leon. Since I'm bleeding a little, that shows I'm not a syntho drone. It will also check my blood for any kind of mind altering drugs, and it will do the same for Kim." he finished as he wiped his finger on one of the wiipes and handed the box to his mother, along with the other wipe, for Kim to do the same thing he did.

"What do the lights mean?" asked the rabbi.

"If one goes red, one of us is dead. If it goes green, that person is clean. Ow." said Kim as she put her finger in the smaller hole.

"What's the white one for?" asked James.

"Ah." responded Ron. "It means it's working."

"Now, just one more thing." he continued as he pulled out his Kimmunicator. He then aimed it at Kim and pressed a the single red button to activate the silicon phase disruptor built in to it. "This is to remove any mind control or moodulator chips. If we get up in front of everybody and she says she's changed her mind and doesn't want to marry me, I'll know that it's really her saying it."

"Wait." he said after a pause and sounding vulnerable. "That would be a bad thing."

"Alright." said Kim with a sly smile now on her face. "Ladies! Listen up." she said addressing her bride's maids. "If I get up there in front of everybody and say that I have changed my mind and don't want to marry this Goofball right here, you all have my full permission to grab me, strip me naked in front of all of those people, find that damn chip that's forcing me to say that and remove it. We can then finish the ceremony with me in the buff. That's how much I want to marry him. Is that clear?"

All the ladies yelled "Yes." Shego looked like she wanted to add something else, but she remained silent.

"Ronald." said the rabbi while pointing to his watch.

"Oh yeah. We gotta get this show on the road." Said Ron as he looked at the small box with two green light now lit.

"The quicker we get married, the sooner we will be married." added Kim as she saw both green lights too.

Ron approached her with everybody taking on a serious manner.

Yes, even Shego.

Taking edge of the veil in his hands, as Ron slowly lowered it to cover her face as he said, "Achotenu: at hayi le alfei revavah. Our sister, be thou the mother of thou-sands of ten thousands."

"Not us personally Kim, just our descendants." he added with a smile. "After all the makeup, your beautiful gown and the rented tux I'm wearing, we make a beautiful couple. Well, you make up for me in that area anyway, but as beautiful as you look today, my love for you is not skin-deep. I want to marry you not because our outfits match, but rather because we match. It is not just your beauty that wows me, it is you, your character, the real you, my best friend, the person that will always have my back like I will always have her's that I want to marry. I can cover your lovely face with a veil and still want to marry you, because your face is just one level of your true beauty."

As Kim's eyes started to water up a little, Ron noticed a twitch in her left eye. Not much, but it twitched a little. Even as she said, "I love you Ron, and I hope to be as good a wife to you, as you have been a friend and partner to me."

"Ronald, we really need to move things along or all of those people out there will start getting antsy." said Rabbi Katz.

When the rabbi said that, Ron noticed that Kim's twitch turn into a small but now constant tick.

"Yeah, okay rabbi." Ron said and as he was lead out of the room he tried to figure out her tick. Kim didn't get eye ticks or twitches. He did. The only time he could ever remember her getting one was back with...

As they exited the room, Ron turned to James and urgently said, "James, would you do me a favor please?"

"Sure Ronald. What Can I do?"

Handing James his Kimmunicator he said, "Please, carry this in your right hand jacket pocket. Leave it turned on, but please carry it there."

"Why sure Ronald, but why?"

"Just call it a hunch sir, but please carry it."

Ron and the rabbi moved to the back of the room where they met his best man Wade and the three other men he's asked to hold the huppah poles for the wedding canopy. Drew Lipsky, Steve Barkin and Kim's cousin, Larry Probable.

Ron quickly whispered something to Wade and talked to him about something. After Wade agreed, the men walk down the aisle. Ron and the rabbi stood off to the side as Wade and the others took their ceremonial positions at their poles that supported the wedding canopy.

Looking back, Ron saw the double doors open, framing Kim and her father, with his father, Ann and Lonnie directly behind them. Behind them were Kim's bride's maids. Hanna moved to in front of the group as she was ready to do her part as the flower girl.

Even from that distance and through her veil, Ron could swear he could see her eye tick get worse as her father gave the signal for the music to start so they could make their entrance and begin the rest of their lives together.

As the Music started to play the introduction to the song, Hanna moved up to about five feet in front of Kim and her father after dropping a few of the flower petals in front of them. She then waited for Britina to start singing while Britina was waiting for Kim and James to take their first step.

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TBC

What? No cliff hanger?

It's a cliff hanger, cliff hanger. Kind of like a trap, trap. You know it's there. I'm just not going to tell you what it is till the next chapter.

If you want, the music that will be played as she walks down the aisle will be the slow version of "Everytime We Touch." by Cascada. There is a link on my Profile page to a Youtube version of it that also showcases some of Goofmore's art. You can't find that stuff just anywhere. I've tried.

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