When Kim had left for college, she was ready to conquer a whole new world. She promised to take a year off the heroics while she settled into college. One year turned into two and two turned into three. It wasn't anyone's fault, the world was still recovering from the Lowardian invasion and she was spend three quarters of a year an ocean apart from Ron. It wasn't like they could meet up on short notice for a mission.

Everything changed the fourth year.

Amity Park became a supernatural hotspot. Incidents seemed to occur daily, but they were resolved just as fast by a local hero.

There were robots and monsters popping up in Norrisville not long after, but nothing lingered long enough for team Possible to arrive on the scene.

Summer came and with it an underground resurgence in alien activity and new alien heroes all over the united states.

In the fall things went completely insane. Giant monsters so completely beyond Kim's ability to stop began fall from the sky. After she spent a day frozen in class from what Wade described as some sort of sonic noise induced psycho-paralysis that she realized she that she wasn't part of that world anymore and hadn't been for a very long time.

Now it was winter, time to return home and she had no idea what she was going to do.

Kim was reading the news on her smartphone. Her Kimmunicator was still strapped to her wrist, but it hadn't been used in years and she wasn't about to break that streak to browse the internet. Three giant monsters fell from space this time and Titan managed to destroy all three. Property destruction was in the billions, but casualties were unusually small in Sherman City.

Danny Phantom and various alien heroes were spotted evacuating citizens from the disaster area. San Francisco and Paris weren't so lucky, but it could have been a lot worse.

"Do you miss it, KP?" Ron asked as he loaded his last bag into the trunk.

"This is hardly what we did in highschool, Ron."

"I dunno. We stopped one alien invasion. We could give this one a crack."

"I don't-"

"Stop! Thief!" Kim spun in time to see a man in a ski mask carrying a pink purse with a cut strap turning down an alley.

"I'll catch up later!" Kim tossed Ron her backpack, which he actually managed to catch while he toppled over.

Kim had initially thought the thief was a real novice to just grab a purse and run away on foot, but after chasing him over fences, up a fire escape and across the rooftops of seven buildings it became clear this criminal was making the most of the skills he had at his disposal.

The masked man tried to duck back into a crowd, but Kim was slimmer and way better at coordinating her movement. She slid nimbly through the river of people and closed the distance in time to tackle him to the ground in front of a cafe.

"Right on time, Kim. I can always count on you," said a familiar voice.

"Dr. Director? You know I'm out of the hero business," Kim told her.

"Tell that to agent Du's wounded pride." Betty smiled just a little more than was appropriate.

Kim blushed and let the masked man up, "This is totally different. Sorry, Will."

The masked man dusted himself off. He offered her a nod and a curt, "Possible." before leaving.

"He'll get over it. Sit with me, Kimberly. You don't need to be a superhero to chat with old friends over coffee. I'll give you a ride after so you can catch up with Ron," she beckoned.

Kim sits down and sips from the cup that was waiting for her. It was her usual twice blended mocha frappe with no whipped cream. She didn't like chunks of ice and she couldn't afford the full calories of the whip. Not when she had them as often as she did anyway.

Kim laughed and said, "Okay, I get it. You've been keeping tabs on me. So what's the sitch? Are you trying to get me back into the game too?"

Dr. Director abandoned her smile for a face she only used for direly important news. Kim used to see that face a lot. "If only it were that simple. Kim the world needs your unique skillset more than ever."

"It sure sounds that simple. I don't want to be an agent. I want to finish college. The world has gone on without Kim Possible just fine," said Kim. She didn't mean to sound bitter. She was genuinely proud of the new heroes that made her... obsolete. Wow. There she went again.

"I'm not offering you a position. I'm offering you a mission. Think you have one more in you?" Dr. Director asked.

"I'll listen, but I'm not making any promises. This is an important time for me."

"Absolutely." She quickly agreed. "Let's talk in the car. We wouldn't want Ron to worry too much."

Kim was ushered into a car with black windows, frappe still in hand. Dr. Director got in the back with Kim, making her wonder if they were making Will drive them after she tackled him.

"As you know, ghost attacks, alien encounters, and other so-called supernatural events have been on the rise in the last few years." As Dr. Director spoke a monitor dropped down from a hidden compartment in front of her and flashed images of carnage caught on various security cameras and cell phones.

"Which have been handled," Kim reminded her.

"For the moment, yes." The monitors flash images of Danny Phantom, Four-arms, and the Titan fighting monsters and robots. "These are known heroes that have done a lot of good for the world, but this is what the world doesn't know."

The monitor displayed a boy with messy black hair and gentle blue eyes as Dr. Director continued, "Danny Phantom is actually Danny Fenton, sixteen year old student at Casper High."

"He's so young...I think I babysat him once." Kim observed a little uneasy with where this was going.

The display changed again. It showed another teenage boy filled with energy as he slammed the buttons at an arcade machine. "The Norrisville Ninja is actually a succession of ninja. The latest is highschool freshman, Randy Cunningham."

The next image was of much younger boy with even messier hair and strong green eyes. "And all of the alien heroes reported across the nation this last summer are one Benjamin Tennyson, age ten."

Kim was forced to interject, "No. How could you let that happen?"

"The device that allows him to change forms is locked to his arm and his DNA. Human technology can't expect to remove it in his lifetime," Betty continued.

Kim wanted to protest more but a more pressing thought crossed her mind. "You want them. I'm just a means to an end."

"I want to help them, Kimberly. Should any of them fall, the world as we know it could end. They don't trust their own parents with these secrets. I would be very grateful if they could trust you." Dr. Director pulled three folders out from under her seat and held them out for Kim to take.

Kim hesitated. This was a dangerous world and it didn't always get less dangerous when secret agents got involved. Kim had learned that the hard way. Maybe these kids didn't have to though. Maybe she could help them. Really help them.

"I'll... think about it."

"That's all I ask." Dr. Director put the folders directly in Kim's hands.

"I think it's a great idea. You can reconnect with your teen hero roots while stateside," Ron said as he sat beside her on the hotel bed.

"I don't know. It's been years since we've done a mission and Bellewood is on the way to Amity Park, but Norrisville is way in the opposite direction. This mission could take a whole week and we had so much planned for our vacation," worried Kim as she flipped between folders.

Ron pulled the Norrisville Ninja file from her hands. "So I'll hit Norrisville, and we'll meet back in Middleton in just a couple days."

"Well, someone should help these kids."

"And who better than us?" Ron wrapped his arm around her.

"Do you really think we should?" Kim asked, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I think that you think you should, but you aren't sure you can handle it." Ron rested his head on her's. "I am sure you can handle it, so don't worry about it."

"You really think I can?"

Ron had watched her wrestle sharks, bears and one time a hybrid bear-shark, but no amount of listing her accomplishments ever made her feel more confident. So instead he kissed the top of her head and said, "You're Kim Possible. You can do anything."

It was corny, and not at all logical, but that was always what he had brought to the team.

And, like always, it somehow made Kim feel a little better.