Power of an Amazon

Alrighty then, this chapter will be all about Ann Possible. Now i'm going to have to jump threw a few hoops to get this to work, epseceally because I rather like Mr Possible and I really don't want to make him an ass just so Ron can have a chance with her. That being said if I upset anyone with how I go about it I do appologize, I'm going to make it as respectful as I can, I've even gone as far as to consult with mine who's in the LGBT communitiy and have incorperated many of their notes.

And as always, please. Read Review and Enjoy!

Chapter 1; Ann

Dr Ann Possible, the leading Brain surgen in Middleton and the mother of world famos Kim Possible and probably soon to be world feared terrors Jim and Tim Possible, was to all the world a very happy woman. One that by all accounts had it all.

All but one thing. James Possible.

Ann and James had just about grown up with one another, having met in middleschool and had been thick as theives. In all the years that they had known each other nothing was ever hidden from one another. They shared their first crushes, even helping one another with ways to get their attention, had shared their dreams with one another and had both encouraged each other to reach for the stars. Even if that meant doing so apart. Their first kiss being the day they left for seperate colleges.

The two had stayed in touch, spent holidays with each other, and all but knocked and entire airport terminal over trying to reach the other on the day they both returned home to start their lives.

Hurdles were met and over come, a faimily was raised, and life for all had truly been good for the two who truly believed themselves. Then James had dropped the nuke. James Timothy Possible, was Homosexual.

Ann couldn't even really be mad at the man when he sat her down and told her. In all the years they had spent together he never lied to her so when he said he honestly had no idea himself she believed him, she had no idea how he couldn't have known but she did believe him.

*Flash back*

"James, I don't understand," Ann said, doing all that she could to keep herself together, it really didn't help that he was struggling just as much to do the same. "How did you not know you were gay for over thirty years?!"

James held his face in his hands, "I don't know. I've never really thought about it, You've met my parents so you know how tight lipped they were about anything sexual, hell you were the one o give me the talk with my parent didn't even want me goind to sex ed. Honestly I always thought that me never even looking at another woman, even in just passing, was just a sign that I was a good husband and man."

"What brought all this on in the first plance?" Ann asked, hoping that maybe he was just confused. Sure they weren't as intemate as they once were, the last serious night of passion the two shared had been the night she conceved the twins, but all marriges slow down after kids and the two were always glued to the hip, just not in that way.

"You know that new assistant that was granted to me?" James asked.

"Andrew?" Ann confirmed, having met the man once, nice enough guy if a bit... Oh...

"Yeah, Andrew," James sighed, "The other day his husband came to the lab, getting the tour from Andrew I guess. I was confused at first, I had never really thought about two men being able to get married. I had questions and both Andrew and his husband Mark answers them.

"In the comming days I couldn't get the thoughts out of my head so I looked into it myself, the more I looked the more interested and excited I became, then the more horrifed I became.

"Thirty years..." James said as he held his face in his hands, "We spent thirty years together, we were so happy together and have raised a wonderful family together"

Ann's heart wrenched at the heartbreak in her husband's voice. Placing her hand on him she asked the question that hung in the air, the one she absolutely didn't want to ask. "Have... have you cheated on me?"

"Never," he said with conviction as he looked her in the eyes, "I would never do that to you. I will admit that I want to explore this but I was never going to do anything without you in the loop all the way."

"So what do we do then?" Ann asked, "Do we get divorced?"

"I really don't want that," James said as he pulled a folder from his bag, "We do have other options. I've looked into something called an open marrage." Seeing the confused look on Ann's face he explained, "It's basically an agreement that we stay happily married but are free so date and copulate with other people, so long as at the end of the day we return to one another. We also establish ground rules, no one in the marritable bed and full knowlege of the parter for instance."

"And this would be for both of us?" Ann asked wearily. She wouldn't deny that she had been hungry for sometime for the sins of the flesh, she had alway had a much higher drive than her husband and her adult collection could attest to that. All that said, something about this just didn't sit right in her stomach.

"Of course," James said, just as reserved as his wife, "I'm not about to deny you something I'm asking for myself. We can take this slowly Dear, I don't want either of us being overwhelmed with this."

Ann was hessitent, but agreed.

*Flashback end*

The attempt was made on both sides, James and Ann both attempted to slightly flirt with others around. It was a burning failure on both ends and for the same reason. Try as they might both James and Ann Possible had taken thier vow very seriously, so seriouly in fact that even attempting to step out even slightly had made them phisically ill.

Unfortunatly it had quickly became a round robin of having a conversatins, setting limits, making the attempt of making it work, and finally failing which would circle back around to disscusing it all over again.

Months had been spent trying and failing at an open marrage and finally the two had to just drop the ax, if either was ever going to have a happily love filled life they would have to divorce.

Like before every angle of their new lives was disscused. Ann would keep the house as her family was the one that bought it for them in the first place but she would help James find a home of his own not too far away. Jim and Tim would know nothing of this until it was over and Ann and James could fully explain to them in a way that the two young geniouses could understand.

Kim was told already, and inspite the rage and sorrow of her family splitting apart she really couldn't fault either, at the end of the day she wanted her parents happy. She even had an idea of who she coud try to set them up with, a sweet thought but ultimately rejected.

Ann sighed slighlty as she waited for the water to boil for her tea. The sound of nine girls giggling up a storm broght a smile to her face, one that grew as the door to the kitchen opened and a blond hair young man walked in.

"Howdy Mrs Dr P," Ron said as he gave her a hug, "how are you feeling tonight?"

"I'm doing just fine Ron, how's the party?" Ann replied as she watch the boy glide across the floor. It always amazed her how comfortable the young man was in the kitchen. What had started as a hobby with one of Kim's old easy bake ovens, one she refused to even touch, had quickly evolved into an unrivaled passion. She had never met any one who could take one good look at a resipe and perfectly recreate it, only to take a second look and somehow make it even better.

"Oh the usual, girl talk, pillow fights, kissing contests." Ron said with a sly smile, "Kim and Bonnie tied, something about competitve edge." Ron and Ann both laughed as he began gathering items, "That being said, I need to pay the 'Guy Tax' and start whipping up some more snacks. You want anything?"

'A couple of things actually,' Ann purred in her mind while poligtly declining. Having watched the young man before her grow up Ann had known of the little crush that Ron had on her when puberty hit, something that had really been kind to the boy from what she'd seen anytime she'd have given him a check up.

Watching him bend over for the popcorn pot that she had hidden slighly lower than she usually did, Ann couldn't help but feel a bit like a craddle robber. Ever sense the final talk of divorce she had been dipping her toe in the waters of flirting, what had started as using Ron as a bit of a practice boy had quickly escilated to many thoughts, ideas, and maybe a hidden calender counting down to the big 18.

Ann of course felt every bit the pervert she was, 'But come on!' she thought to herself, reaching out without realizing it, 'the fruit was right there! A big ripe apple just waiting to be-'

Ann pulled away just before Kim fully opened the door, a slightly paniced look in her eyes. "Hey Ron, need any help?!" Kim asked in a voice that was just slightly too high. Ann really hoped that Kim never attempted to gamble, poor girl just didn't have a poker face.

While slightly annoyed that Kim interupted her thoughts, as well as slightly jealous at had close she was getting to Ron, Ann couldn't help but smile at the two friends. In the back of her mind Ann and always hoped that the two would one day wind up with one another, every mother would want a her daughter to find a man that was devoted.

"I got it KP," Ron said as he ushered the girl out of the room, "We both know what happens anytime you are in the kitchen." The door opened with Bonnie rushing in only to be pushed back out, "Oh no Bonnie, you're somehow even worse. Out, the both of you!" A giggle escaped Ann as she watched Ron push the arguing girls out.

Walking up behind Ron, a smirk plasered across her face, Ann placed her hands on his shoulders she asked, "You aren't about to push me out as well are you?"

"You kidding me?" Ron laughed as he grabbed her waist and spun her lightly, getting a light giggle out of the woman as he did, "You're a better cook than me! If you're offering help, I'd be a fool to turn you down."

"Good," Ann said with a smirk as she looped her finger into his shrit, pulling him along, "because I have a guest coming over soon, so we're going to have to make quite a few snacks." Tonnie Rockwaller was due in about and hour and a half, just enough time to make a few snacks, cop a few feels and maybe a flash or two of clevage. 'I feel like a college girl again!' she thought as she "acidently" trips into Ron's chest.