Post by jurneejakes on Dec 18, 2007 11:06:06 GMT -5
Epilogue
James Possible packed his carry-on baggage into the overhead compartment and sat down beside his wife and across the aisle from his twin sons. Allowing his shoulders to relax, he closed his eyes slowly, waiting for the plane to take off.
“You really should put some ice on that, dear.” Anne said from his left side. “I’m sure it must sting.”
“I feel fine.” James said. His swollen eye was stinging, but feeling the pride that his three children had when they saw it that morning allowed him to ignore the shiner that one of the henchmen had given him. He just wished they had gotten caught with that Walter Nelson fellow.
“It looked badical, dad.” Jim said.
“Really?” James asked.
“Totally!” Tim confirmed.
“Groovy!” James replied with a smile.
“Don’t encourage him, boys.” Anne said. “So tell me, James Timothy Possible... what alerted you to Ron’s presence in Kim’s apartment?”
James grinned, closing his eyes again and laying his head back. It had certainly been an eventful, and exhausting weekend, even though he was eager to get back to the space center the next day. Science always had a way of taking his mind off of things. “I’ve always said that anything is possible for a Possible...” he said, pausing. “But there is no way that my Kimmie-cub can cook. Why would she need so many casserole pans and an egg-poacher unless someone else was there for supper and breakfast?”
“That was your clue?” Anne asked, incredulous.
“Yep... the old noodle’s still got it!” James replied, tapping his forehead.
“So you’re really to finally let go of your little girl?” Anne asked, taking his hand in hers.
James grinned. “No big, honey. Besides, I think I’m going to have my hands full keeping the girls away from my boys! Right?” he said with a stern look at Jim and Tim.
“Hickabickaboo?” Tim asked Jim with a worried look.
“Hoo-sha!” Jim replied, holding his head in his hands.
“So how’s Walter doing, Wade?” Kim asked into her wrist Kimmunicator as Ron made popcorn.
“Well, all things considered. He’s mom’s a good lawyer.” Wade replied. “I’ll keep tabs on him, but I’d keep my eyes open if I were you.”
“Will do. Thanks again, Wade.”
“Any time, Kim.”
Kim closed the connection and curled up on the couch with her boyfriend, resting her head in his lap and stealing a handful of popcorn from Ron’s bowl. She could feel the tired muscles in Ron’s legs twitch from the battle the night before. After having to provide their statements against Walter last night, then see her parents off on their flight early this morning, Kim and Ron had yet to sleep more than the three hours they had gotten the night before. They were both exhausted and yet the adrenaline and excitement of finally feeling... free, was keeping them from sleeping.
“Ron?” Kim asked as their movie ran through its opening scene.
“Yeah, KP?” Ron replied through a mouthful of popcorn.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, Kim... shoot.”
“Did you ever wonder... why Walter?”
“Why’d he become a villain?”
“No... why I kissed him.” Kim said, suddenly nervous. But it was the time for secrets to be revealed. She felt him shrug. “He reminded me of you...”
This seemed to catch Ron by surprise. “How?”
Kim smiled and shrugged. “He was... never normal?” she asked, more to herself, rolling onto her back to look up at him. “You remember when I said how it took you twelve years to kiss me?”
Ron thought for a moment. “Was that when you caught Bonnie kissing me?”
Kim glared playfully for a moment. “Yes. What I meant was that I had been waiting since like, we were six for you to make your move.”
“What?!” Ron asked. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I figured you just wanted to be friends.” Kim said earnestly. “And then the whole moodulator thing happened...”
Ron raised his eyebrows. “And here I thought you had just wanted to be friends...” Ron said. “Wait, what about all the times you changed in front of me?” Kim blushed and rolled back onto her side. “You’re a tease!” Ron grinned.
“And you were a gentleman.” Kim said, turning back and drawing his face to hers in a kiss. “I’m glad everything turned out how it did.”
Ron smiled, then focused on the television. “Shh... movie starting.”
After a few moment of watching ‘A Christmas Carol’, Kim spoke up. “Ron?”
“Uh?” came the only reply.
“Are you still going to be with me when we’re old and tired? When we’re too old to save the world anymore?” Kim asked, waiting. “Ron?” she said, looking up.
Ron’s head was laid back against the couch and a light snore escaped his lips. Kim smiled, looking over at Rufus as he snored, clinging to Ron’s sleeve. She laid her head back down on his lap, supporting her head with her hands, and allowed sleep to overcome her as well.
James Possible packed his carry-on baggage into the overhead compartment and sat down beside his wife and across the aisle from his twin sons. Allowing his shoulders to relax, he closed his eyes slowly, waiting for the plane to take off.
“You really should put some ice on that, dear.” Anne said from his left side. “I’m sure it must sting.”
“I feel fine.” James said. His swollen eye was stinging, but feeling the pride that his three children had when they saw it that morning allowed him to ignore the shiner that one of the henchmen had given him. He just wished they had gotten caught with that Walter Nelson fellow.
“It looked badical, dad.” Jim said.
“Really?” James asked.
“Totally!” Tim confirmed.
“Groovy!” James replied with a smile.
“Don’t encourage him, boys.” Anne said. “So tell me, James Timothy Possible... what alerted you to Ron’s presence in Kim’s apartment?”
James grinned, closing his eyes again and laying his head back. It had certainly been an eventful, and exhausting weekend, even though he was eager to get back to the space center the next day. Science always had a way of taking his mind off of things. “I’ve always said that anything is possible for a Possible...” he said, pausing. “But there is no way that my Kimmie-cub can cook. Why would she need so many casserole pans and an egg-poacher unless someone else was there for supper and breakfast?”
“That was your clue?” Anne asked, incredulous.
“Yep... the old noodle’s still got it!” James replied, tapping his forehead.
“So you’re really to finally let go of your little girl?” Anne asked, taking his hand in hers.
James grinned. “No big, honey. Besides, I think I’m going to have my hands full keeping the girls away from my boys! Right?” he said with a stern look at Jim and Tim.
“Hickabickaboo?” Tim asked Jim with a worried look.
“Hoo-sha!” Jim replied, holding his head in his hands.
“So how’s Walter doing, Wade?” Kim asked into her wrist Kimmunicator as Ron made popcorn.
“Well, all things considered. He’s mom’s a good lawyer.” Wade replied. “I’ll keep tabs on him, but I’d keep my eyes open if I were you.”
“Will do. Thanks again, Wade.”
“Any time, Kim.”
Kim closed the connection and curled up on the couch with her boyfriend, resting her head in his lap and stealing a handful of popcorn from Ron’s bowl. She could feel the tired muscles in Ron’s legs twitch from the battle the night before. After having to provide their statements against Walter last night, then see her parents off on their flight early this morning, Kim and Ron had yet to sleep more than the three hours they had gotten the night before. They were both exhausted and yet the adrenaline and excitement of finally feeling... free, was keeping them from sleeping.
“Ron?” Kim asked as their movie ran through its opening scene.
“Yeah, KP?” Ron replied through a mouthful of popcorn.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, Kim... shoot.”
“Did you ever wonder... why Walter?”
“Why’d he become a villain?”
“No... why I kissed him.” Kim said, suddenly nervous. But it was the time for secrets to be revealed. She felt him shrug. “He reminded me of you...”
This seemed to catch Ron by surprise. “How?”
Kim smiled and shrugged. “He was... never normal?” she asked, more to herself, rolling onto her back to look up at him. “You remember when I said how it took you twelve years to kiss me?”
Ron thought for a moment. “Was that when you caught Bonnie kissing me?”
Kim glared playfully for a moment. “Yes. What I meant was that I had been waiting since like, we were six for you to make your move.”
“What?!” Ron asked. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I figured you just wanted to be friends.” Kim said earnestly. “And then the whole moodulator thing happened...”
Ron raised his eyebrows. “And here I thought you had just wanted to be friends...” Ron said. “Wait, what about all the times you changed in front of me?” Kim blushed and rolled back onto her side. “You’re a tease!” Ron grinned.
“And you were a gentleman.” Kim said, turning back and drawing his face to hers in a kiss. “I’m glad everything turned out how it did.”
Ron smiled, then focused on the television. “Shh... movie starting.”
After a few moment of watching ‘A Christmas Carol’, Kim spoke up. “Ron?”
“Uh?” came the only reply.
“Are you still going to be with me when we’re old and tired? When we’re too old to save the world anymore?” Kim asked, waiting. “Ron?” she said, looking up.
Ron’s head was laid back against the couch and a light snore escaped his lips. Kim smiled, looking over at Rufus as he snored, clinging to Ron’s sleeve. She laid her head back down on his lap, supporting her head with her hands, and allowed sleep to overcome her as well.