Author's Note(s): Sorry this has taken so long to get started. I'm not having such a great time in my life right now, so this may take a little longer to update than the last one. But, I thought I might as well get the ball rolling.

En Route to Metropolis

No matter what he did, he was still feeling uncomfortable. As he groaned in mild pain and largely in annoyance, he placed his hand lightly over the area where he had been shot. As he glanced to his side, he could still see Dick's face. Hanna mainly looked very worried, but still almost unreadable. They were both worried about him, and he couldn't blame them. The first words out of his mouth were "I brought her back." He could have sworn he did. Wade and the rest kept telling him he had been dreaming, but that was impossible. It was just too real. He could feel Kim there in that field. He felt her warm smooth skin, heard her sweet voice, and he could still taste her lips on his. He could also still feel his child in his arms. Their child. The one that . . . could have been. That was the worst, and most agonizing, part of the vision; knowing that their child was gone and they both saw what she would have looked like if she had been born. They hadn't even thought of a name for her at all. The feeling like part of his heart had caved in on itself when Kim died was unbearable. Now the rest of his heart felt like it had been completely destroyed every time he saw her. Every time he saw both of them.

As he thought about the child from his vision, he glanced back toward Hanna. It was something else he still couldn't believe. His sister that he guarded and watched over like a hawk was really his daughter. When he had Wade do a DNA comparison, he had to go to extra lengths to make sure he didn't find out where the samples came from. All the results from the test confirmed it. Hanna was his little girl. But now that he accepted it, he had to figure out how to tell her. But how do you do that? It wasn't something you mentioned during lunch or a night at home. But the harder part was how to tell her that he didn't want her to be Batgirl for a while. He wasn't fond of the idea when he was her brother; but now that he knew he was her father, he really didn't like it. But Ra's Al Ghul was out there somewhere, looking for her. He knew that she was alive, and he wanted her. It'd be a cold day in hell before he let that murdering bastard take his child from him. He had already lost one child to a monster and he wasn't about to loose another. But what was he going to do when it came down to telling Hanna the truth?

"Sir? We're approaching Metropolis airport now." The pilot said to him, snapping him out of his train of thought.

"Thank you, pilot." He said as he automatically went into business mode. "Dick, did you make the calls?" Ron asked his ward.

"Yeah, I did. Dr. Director and Captain Sawyer are supposed to meet us at the tomb. But they said that ever since Miss Gough put in her new security measures, that no one could steal her body without their knowledge." Dick said, hoping in vain that he would finally listen to reason.

"And they also used to say that the Titanic couldn't sink." Ron said to him as he looked out the window as they came on final approach.

"Bro, why won't you listen? Kim is dead and she's not coming back. You were dreaming, you didn't brink her back from the dead! Why are you torturing yourself like this?" Hanna asked him.

"Because I just need to make sure, Han. I just need to know she's safe." Ron said as he fought back the pain of her dying in his arms again.

It'd be hard for him to see her like that again, but something in his gut was telling him she wouldn't be in there. And after Cadmus had pulled this crap with stealing her body, he didn't want to take any chances. Kim was his friend and the love of his life. He was over his self-pity fits, and knew he owed her so much more. The least he was going to do was make sure that she was safe in her eternal resting place. He would upgrade and replace any cheap crap Sherri called security measures. If he had to, he take them from the Batcave itself and put them in Kim's tomb. That's one of the reasons Wade was with them on this trip as well. He knew the security measures Wade had made for the cave would keep out a wasp if it needed, so there was no worry about that. But he wanted Wade to be the one to personally enhance any security measures what so ever.

"Ron? We've landed." Dick said, breaking his train of thought once again.

"Give me a second." Ron said as he used a cane for support in standing to his feet.

He hated having to take things so slowly because of this gunshot wound. Never mind the pain and discomfort he kept feeling with almost every move of his body. It was going to be a nightmare to try and be Batman. And that was if he could get past Dick and Hanna. He let them leave the jet first with Wade and himself taking up the rear. As they left the jet's confines, Ron couldn't help but notice how Hanna and Dick were holding hands and how much the concern on their faces were so obvious. But he could also see something else. Something that was in their eyes. He knew it well because he had seen it in Kim's eye every time. Pure, unconditional, love. Every thing that had happened had been so hard on them. He had to think of a way to make it up to them after all this was over with. But first thing's first.

"Wade?" Ron whispered.

"Yeah, Ron?"

"Keep an eye on Dick and Hanna. I don't want them doing anything except holding hands." Ron said to him.

"Got it." Wade said as they all began to climb into the waiting limo.

"They're on their way." Dr. Director said as she took the blue tooth phone out of her ear and placed it in her coat pocket.

"I still don't see why you decided to consent to this. Just because he's rich doesn't give him the right to see her body." Captain Sawyer said as they waited.

"Because Stoppable is an old friend of mine, and he wants to make sure we don't have a repeat with Cadmus. And frankly, I don't blame him. If Stoppable thinks he came beef up the security system that's been put in place, I'll let him have access to Fort Knocks if he wants it." Betty said.

"I still think this is a bad idea." Sawyer said.

"Why's that?"

"Stoppable has a reputation about him. He's more of a playboy than a business man. So how do we know he isn't just trying to take something from the tomb so that he can flaunt it in front of a bunch of floozies to get his dick wet?" Sawyer asked the older woman. When Director turned to face her, she could hear the woman's jaw pop as she clenched it closed.

"Look Captain, I know this man. I used to work with his fiancé when they were younger and I owe them a hell of a lot more than what I'm doing right now. In fact, the whole world owes them more. So if I say he's clean, then he's clean. Got it?" she asked in a voice so stern that it would have made a drill sergeant pale.

"Got it." Captain Sawyer said, but she still didn't like it. All of this left a bad taste in her mouth like expired cough syrup. "So who's his fiancé?" Sawyer asked, wanting to try and calm herself down.

"You don't read the papers much, do you?" Betty asked the young woman beside her. "Her name is Kim Possible."

"The missing reporter?"

"She used to be more than that." Dr. Director said. "A lot more." She whispered to herself.

Thankfully, they saw Ron's Limousine enter the park after several minutes of uneasy silence. Betty remained cool and calm, thanks to her training and many years as the head of Global Justice, while Maggie looked like she had read the world's grossest joke. As Betty stepped forward to greet Ron when the limo stopped, Maggie remained where she was to keep and eye on Stoppable.

"Good morning, Mr. Stoppable." Betty said as Ron slowly stepped out of the car, gripping his cane as he bit through the pain.

"Long time no see, Dr. Director. I wish we could have met under better circumstances." Ron said as Dick and Hanna followed.

"So do I. I trust you're doing well?"

"Almost. I was in a small accident the other day."

"I hope you weren't hurt too badly." Betty said.

"He gave us one hell of a scare." Dick said, and gulped when he saw the look Ron shot at him. "Sorry."

"I know this is hard on everyone. So, how about we get this over with?" Betty asked.

"Fine with me." Captain Sawyer said, not bothering to hide her feelings about the situation.

"Nice to meet you, Captain." Ron said as everyone walked to the tomb "I hope my company can work with the Metropolis PD with the recent crime wave." Ron said to her as Dr. Director began to enter the code that would unlock and open the tomb's door.

"Save it, rich boy. The SCU can handle things on their own." Maggie said to him.

"I see a little bit of Turpin has rubbed off on you." Ron said with a small grin as they heard a small hiss and the large vault door slowly swing open.

"Are you ready, Ron?" Wade asked him as he took a deep breath.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Ron said to him as he, Sawyer, and Dr. Director braced themselves.

None of them could really stomach the site of seeing the fallen hero with her wounds still open for the world to see. Because of those memories, Hanna and Dick decided to stay outside while they viewed her body. Seeing her now, after being sealed in hr new coffin, wouldn't be of any help to their young minds. As the door stopped and the rest of the security system deactivated, the four adults entered the tomb with Wade getting his PDA ready to take his notes. The first thing all of them saw inside the crypt made them freeze in place as Captain Sawyer gasped in shock.

"This is impossible!" Sawyer said to herself as she looked on.

"What's wrong?" Hanna asked as she and Dick forced themselves into the tomb. As soon as they came into view of what the adults were gaping in shock at, their minds and thoughts came to a screeching halt. It was unbelievable and impossible. Everything about what they were seeing was simply unreal.

"How?" Betty asked herself.

In front of them, sitting on a pedestal to replace the stone case that had been shattered, was an opened and empty silver coffin.

"How can someone have stolen her body again?" Dr. Director asked herself. They had taken every precaution they could have imagined. There were lasers, heat sensors, and constant surveillance. While Dr. Director and Sawyer began talking about what could have happened and how to contain the situation, a satisfied and hopeful smile began to form on Ron's lips as he gazed at the empty coffin. Somehow, he had always known he was right about this.

While the gathered group looked at the empty coffin in bewilderment, gathered Superwoman cultists had begun to grow curious as to what was happening and why the tomb to their savior had been opened. One cultist, a man in his mid thirties, was the only one brave enough to try and see what was happening. They all worshiped her and adored her, and they thought they had a right to know what was happening to their savior. He slowly entered the tomb quietly and cautiously, slowly walking up behind the group. He had to stand on his toes in order to see over the shoulder of the large black man, and gazed at what was in front of them. His eyes widened and his mouth tried to speak as he saw the coffin lay open, and no sign of her body was anywhere in sight. With a loud gasp, he turned and ran back to the gathered crowd. Trying to catch his breath, he fell to his knees as the others started to rush to him to see what was wrong. As he regained his normal breathing, a happy smile was on his face as tears of pure joy began to fall freely from his eyes as he began to shout with pure happiness and joy.

"My friends! My fellow believers! She has risen! She has come back! She has come back to help us! She has returned to us to continue her quest! Our savior has been resurrected from the grave! SUPERWOMAN LIVES!"

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