Did You Ever Know That You're My Hero?

The arena was crowded. So many people were screaming her name now. Little American flags were waving. Her parents were in chairs, just behind her, crying from pride for their little girl. Two weeks ago, Kim had saved the President's life, along with the free world. She was being honored here today. She sat in here chair feeling completely wrong about all of this. Then she looked over her shoulder, past her parents, and into the wings. There she saw him.

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

He had done just as much as Kim. He had fought just as hard… well, in her opinion. Ron smiled at her from his place in the shadowed wings. He was out of sight from the entire audience.

There had been thirteen articles written about Kim in the last two weeks. Only six had mentioned Ron, only four had mentioned his name, and only one bothered to spell it correctly. Kim was being bathed in the spotlight, while Ron was standing off in the shadows. But he was smiling at her. She felt so lucky to have him.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strain.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Ron watched, and his smile never wavered. Kim had to force herself to look away when they called her up to the podium. She walked slowly. It felt all-wrong. She felt like she was missing a leg. She knew it was because she was walking up there alone. Some might call it codependence, and frown on it. She thought of it as friendship. She knew Ron had to be a little jealous as he stood there, in the shadows. It was how he always was. She thought about Ron. He was always playing the fool… she wondered if maybe he did that for her.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the Wind Beneath My Wings.

They praised her name, and presented her with a medal. The President shook her hand. She looked at the speech she had prepared. It was all wrong. She felt all wrong. She crumpled the cards and opened her mouth.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

"You all have the wrong idea about me," she said. "The articles are declaring that I single-handedly save the world. I don't. In fact, if I were on my own, I would be worthless. There is someone here who fights beside me, and sometimes with me. I owe him my life so many times over. I can't take credit like this without him. With out my better-half, Ron Stoppable."

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the Wind Beneath My Wings.

Kim Gestured to the wings and someone shoved Ron out. He blushed and walked on. Kim's parents applauded him. They already felt like he was apart of their family. He walked to the podium. The entire audience had started murmuring when they saw him. He was scrawny, obviously nowhere near Kim's level of athleticism. He looked goofy to say the least. He walked to Kim and gave her a hug.

"I could never do it without you, Ron," she whispered to him.

Ron blushed brightly, and was about to walk off. With the exception of the murmurs, the crowd had been quite noticeably silent since Ron's introduction. "Thanks KP," He told her. "But my place is there," gestured slightly toward the wings. "You go fly."

"I'm nothing without you," she said again, stopping him from leaving. She kissed him on the cheek, sending the audience into an uproar. Mr. Dr. Possible looked severely at Ron, until his wife hit him playfully on the arm. He smiled. He knew Ron. Ron would never hurt Kim.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the Wind Beneath My Wings,
'cause you are the Wind Beneath My Wings.

Oh, the Wind Beneath My Wings.
You, you, you, you are the Wind Beneath My Wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the Wind Beneath My Wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the Wind Beneath My Wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the Wind Beneath My Wings...

Dedicated to those who stand in the shadows, so that others may shine.