Friday, August 19, 2005

Hero No More

Hero No More

It wasn't supposed to be like this. Not for her, not for Kim 'she can do anything' Possible.

She could remember the day it happened, just sitting in Bueno Nacho with him. Two friends inseparable since their days in pre-K. They had finally managed to put the last of the 'Big 5' villains away. That called for a celebration, Ron style. "Two Grande sized Chimerito combos for the conquering heroes."

Call it fate or dumb luck or in his words 'dumb skill.'

She looked in his eyes and saw something she hadn't noticed before, love. Not just love for a best friend, well actually it was but it was also more than that. She could see her future with him. A future filled with hopes and dreams, and children playing. Their children...

It wasn't long after that night that she popped the question. "Will you marry me?" He had always been the nervous one, so it was better that she ask him. He would probably still be searching for the words to ask her.

"Yes." His simple one word answer.

The wedding, her dream wedding, followed soon after. There was no need to delay, no 'get to know you' period, not for two people that had been with each other for so many years. She was a beautiful bride, and he was a handsome groom. The vows they exchanged were simple, and each concluded with the same phrase. "I love you. I will always love you, and you alone."

Then there was, the accident. There was nothing she could do to stop it, nothing she could do to change what happened. The single most important person in life snatched away on the first day of the rest of their lives. Why did Fate play a hoax so cruel? She was supposed to be happy - forever - together with him.

She seldom left home anymore, if she did she never went too far. Not that it mattered, there was nothing out there to see. Only the memories of their brief time together were important. Her hair was worn at the same familiar length. As a reminder of the way things were when she was with him. Even being in the park at this spot today was a reminder of what was supposed to have been. On top of the hill where they would come at night and look up at the stars. She could still hear his voice.

"I love you. I will always love you, and you alone."

Still feel the gentle press of his lips on her cheek, the warm touch of his hand on the bare skin of her shoulder.

"The food is almost ready." The voice was her father calling the family to lunch.

His touch faded.

"Come on Kim, your family is waiting for us."

She would cry if only she could.

Strong hands guided her gently down the hill to the picnic area. Before the accident, she was Kim Possible, she could do anything. Now she was helpless without him. "Ron."

"I'm here Kim. I'm not going to leave you…ever." Why did he feel the need to say the words? Love. He loved her. Nothing was going to change that.

That they had told him she couldn't hear him, that they said she was little more than an empty shell, it didn't matter. He held on to the belief that Kim, his Kim, was still in there…somewhere.


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