I've been gone for a while
Made some changes in my style
And they say you can't go home anymore
Well the streets all look the same
And I'll have to play the game
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
With the TV on and the neighbors there
Drive into town
When this big bird touches down
I'm only comin' home to say goodbye
Then I'm gone with the wind
And I won't be seen again
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky
Got that right, Shego silently agreed with the song.
She had been paying closed attention to the songs on the radio throughout the trip to make her forget about where exactly she was heading. She had actually shuddered a bit when they reached the limits to Go City and just hoped this would all be over with as quickly and painlessly as possible.
She also listened intently to the radio to block out the sights and sounds of the very odd ride Kim had acquired from the airport to get into Go City. At least that part was coming to an end very soon as she spotted the sign for the Bird Sanctuary and felt the car coming to a stop. She practically jumped out of the vehicle when it did and waited impatiently for the other two to join her. But of course Kim had to do her usual routine of thanking the driver first.
“Thanks for the ride Mr. Stroker,” Kim said as she leaned against the passenger window a bit.
“Hey just call me Stroker,” the red haired detective replied. “And it was no problem after the way you helped me and Hoop with that case.”
“‘Help’? Try ‘Practically solving the whole thing by herself’,” the car itself remarked.
“Shut the hell up C.A.R.R. So anyway, Kim, if you ever need any help, you know where you can find me,” Stroker said, giving her a finger gun point.
“Thanks, but I’m fine,” she replied as she stood up and walked over to Shego and Ron.
“Still, if you need anything…”
“You’re pathetic,” C.A.R.R. muttered.
“What did I just tell you? You know what? I’m switching over to manual drive.”
“No you can’t!”
Kim chuckled to herself as the bickering continued even as the orange and black car drove out of sight. Shego, however, stared at it with morbid curiosity before she turned back to Kim.
“Do I even want to know what you did for that guy?” she asked.
“It was no big,” Kim waved it off.
“Whatever. Since we’re here can we just get this show on the road?”
“So what do you think someone wants to take from a bird sanctuary?” Ron asked, drawing both their attentions. “Oh! I bet it’s some really rare, thought to be extinct bird that could be like cloned for an army or something.”
“Yeah right,” Shego scoffed.
“Hey, it could happen.”
“Yeah, it could but given where we are the only person who could possibly be in there is Aviarius and something like that’s waaay to smart for him.”
“So what do you think he wants?” Kim asked.
“I dunno,” Shego shrugged. “A new home maybe? Or maybe he wants us to wonder unwillingly into stupid and inept death trap.”
“Then you think it’s a trap.”
“But we know it’s a trap,” Ron spoke up, cupping his chin in thought. He then gasped. “What if it’s another trap trap!”
“First of all,” Shego countered, “only Dr. D would come up with something that stupid and secondly that’s giving Aviarius way too much credit.”
“So you think just a normal trap,” Kim surmised.
“But if we know it’s a trap then we can avoid it,” Ron said.
“Exactly. And since he’s no doubt expecting us, it would be rude not to show up. Ron you’re with me, Shego stay here and-”
“Oh I don’t think so Princess,” Shego retorted.
Kim balked then stared sternly at her. “Shego, you can’t come in there. It’s too dangerous for you in-”
“If the end of that sentence is ‘your condition’ I’m going to smack you,” the pale woman replied, just as sternly.
The two glared at each other for a moment as Ron tried to figure out what to do to defuse the situation. Thankfully, it resolved itself when Shego’s expression softened up a bit.
“Look, I know you’re concerned for me and the baby and I appreciate that, I really do,” she said. “But you can’t protect me all the time and eventually I am going to get back out there, so I should do as much as I can so I don’t get too rusty. Besides, if I can’t handle Aviarius then just hand me the Martha Stewart apron right now.”
Kim looked as if she was about to put another protest, but let it go with a sigh as she expression softened as well.
“Alright,” she relented. “But if things start to go really bad in there…”
“I’ll find some place to hide. But trust me, I really doubt that will happen.”
Kim nodded and with the decision made, they three walked towards the main entrance and not surprisingly, found it unlocked. They quickly and quietly made their way through the small titled area where the information booth stood and stepped into the indoor forest that made up most of the building. The irritated shrieks of birds disturbed from their nightly slumber immediately told them that something was wrong. Despite that sign, there was still nothing obviously wrong, which meant whatever Aviarius had planned, he at least thought it out well enough to hide it. The three looked amongst themselves before silently agreeing on moving forward. The second they did though, a nozzle carefully hidden in a tree sprang to life and sprayed a mist over them. They coughed and gagged at its foul odor and taste, but beyond that felt no ill effects. Before they could even begin to wonder what the attack was suppose to do, a bright light shone off to their right sides. It was coming from the one notable piece of technology in the area; a large control room built protruding from the far right wall several feet above them.
“Welcome, my unfortunate guests,” Aviarius’ voice boomed over the intercom. “To my Aviary of Doom!”
“What of Doom?” Ron asked to no one in particular.
“Aviary! My aviary!” the voice answered back. When he noticed Ron still looked confused, the villain sighed. “My Big Bird House. Of Death!”
“I thought it was Doom?” Ron asked again, this time talk to Rufus, who merely shrugged.
“Doom, death it’s the same thing. Now, prepare for your destruction!”
“Dude, just pick one.”
“Look, can we just get on with this?” Shego snapped.
“Yes, of course,” Aviarius replied. “Now you may be wondering what I sprayed you with just now. Don’t worry, it’s not harmful in and of itself, but it is part of serum I’ve been working on that would bring out violent attack behavior in certain birds. Like say…these hawks with their razor sharp talons !”
A buzzer sounded somewhere off to their left, following quickly by the clanging of metal on metal and the flapping of wings. Soon enough a group of seven hawks flew overhead and while they seemed to ignore the three humans as first, their attitudes quickly changed and they began to swoop towards their unsuspecting prey.
“Get down!” Kim ordered as she ducked.
Ron and Shego did as she said and they were able to avoid the first set of attacks. Unfortunately, as they stood to run for cover, one of the hawks focused in on Kim and dove for her a break neck speeds. With no time to dodge, she simply held her arm to keep the bird at bay. It locked its talons around her forearm, creating red gashes at they tore through her clothes and pecked at her wildly. Kim let out a yelp of pain as she tried to get the bird of prey to let go.
“Kim!” Shego cried out as she powered up her right hand.
“I got it!” Kim shouted back.
She then reached into one of the pockets of her belt and pulled out a tube of lipstick. She held it towards the hawk and prayed it was the right one. Upon feeling the hidden button near the base, she smiled then slammed her thumb down on it. A pink, sticky goo shot forward and incased the hawk’s beak, startling it and causing it to let go as it tried to free itself. Kim let out another groan as she put the lipstick weapon away and looked at her arm.
“KP! Are you OK?” Ron asked as he walked over to her.
“I think I’ll be fine,” she replied, looking at the four red streaks. “They don’t seem to be too deep. But we need to end this quickly.”
“You want it done quick? Let me just fry all the things and we done with it,” Shego offered.
“Shego!” Kim admonished. “You can’t do that, they’re just animals! It’s Aviarius’ fault their attacking us.”
“So what do you suggest we do, gum ‘em all?”
“I dunno. But we can’t hurt them.”
“They’re coming back!” Ron shouted, pointing over the girls’ heads.
Again the group of hawks swoop down to attack what they thought was prey. The three humans dodged the attacks once again, however, a certain pink mole rat did not. It was only when he heard the high pitched scream did Ron realize his friend was missing. He looked up to find him firmly in the grip one of the bird’s talons.
“Rufus!” Ron called out.
“I got it,” Kim said as she pulled out her grappling gun.
She fired the line towards the offending hawk and perfectly hooked its leg. It let out a squawk of surprise and fear and dropped Rufus as it tried to detach itself from the metal hook. Rufus let his own scream of terror as he fell towards the ground. A quick diving catch from Ron saved him from going splat. Even as they let out twins sighs of relief, they noticed another hawk barreling down on them. Its attack was aborted when Kim swung the one she still had grappled towards it and knocked them both out of the air. Ron placed Rufus in his pocket then scurried back over to where Kim and Shego stood.
“Thanks KP,” he said.
“No big. But now we need to find some kind of cover,” Kim replied.
“Yeah but where?”
Kim searched the area for something that might answer the question and found a patch of bushes in one of the few grass patches not near a tree.
“There!” she replied, pointing to them.
The other two nodded and followed her towards them as quickly as they could while also fending off more attacks. Kim helped Shego duck into the bushes before she herself dived into them right as another hawk came down and cut a piece of her pant leg off. She checked to make sure that was the only thing that was cut and was relieved not to see another red mark on her skin. She then peaked out of the bushes to see the hawk’s flying in circles as they prepared for another attack.
“I can’t believe we’re getting pinned down by birds,” she muttered.
“Hey I offered to take care of them, but nooo! ‘We can’t hurt them!’,” she mocked in her best imitation of Kim.
“Now’s not the time Shego,” Kim snapped back. “And if you really want to help,” she paused as she stuck her head out of the bush again to look up at the ceiling. “Then see if you can hit that sprinkler head.”
Shego raised an eyebrow in confusion before she looked towards where Kim was pointing and could just make out the sprinkler head on the high, domed ceiling.
“You want me to hit that?” she questioned.
“Yeah. What, don’t think you can do it?” Kim asked back with a small smirk.
“Course I can hit it. I just don’t see why you’d want me to.”
“Just do it and you’ll see.”
With that, Shego held up her hand and closed her left head to get a proper bead on her target. She fired off a small, concentrated blast of plasma energy that rocketed skyward and hit the sprinkler dead on. The blast succeeded in knocking the head off which caused it to rain water down. This started a chain reaction with the other sprinkler heads and soon water was falling over everything, in particular the three hidden heros.
“Great, so now we’re wet. Was that part of your plan?” Shego grumbled.
“Actually yes,” Kim replied. “I’m hoping it’ll wash off that gunk Aviarius sprayed us with. And if nothing else…”
Again she stopped and poked her head out to watch their unintentional advisories. She smiled when she saw them shaking their heads and flapping their wings more erratically before flying off.
“Yes!” she remarked.
“What!” Ron and Shego both asked.
“The other part of my plan,” she said. “Even if this doesn’t wash off the powder, then at least the hawks are trying to get out of the water so they shouldn’t bother us anymore.”
“Oooh very clever,” Aviarius’ voice sounded over the intercom. “But you forget that I’m in the control booth and can turn this off anytime I wish. Just…give me a minute to find it. I know it’s here somewhere.”
“You sure he’s not somehow related to Dr. Drakken?” Ron asked Shego.
“Honestly, it wouldn’t surprise me,” Shego retorted.
Seconds later the sprinkler system cut off with a triumphant laugh from Aviarius. His voice rang out over the speakers again as the last of the water fell to the floor.
“You may have survived my hawks, but can you deal with my flock of kill emus!” he screamed before breaking into a maniacal laugh.
“Emus!” Ron cried out in surprise. “Dude, this guy seriously needs to expand his evil resume.”
“Tell me about it, there’s only so much you can do with birds,” Shego said before she realized what she was doing. “Stop that.”
“It’s what I do best!”
“You’re right,” Kim spoke up. “And we’re going to need that ability so I can get into the control booth and stop Aviarius. Do you think you can handle it?”
“Aw come on KP, I know I might not have the fighting skills of you and Shego but I’m sure I can handle a few flightless birds,” Ron replied.
He then flashed his trademark goofy grin as he stood up and stepped out of the bushes. Unfortunately he came face to beak with a flock of about ten emus, all of whom where staring at him as if he were dinner. He gave a nervous swallow on instinct even though he found his mouth rather dry at that moment.
“Then again,” he muttered.
As the birds started to close in on him, Ron slipped into the one strategy that never failed him in all the world saving adventures he had with Kim: he ran while screaming and flailing his arms. Kim couldn’t help but smile as she watched. Despite all that had gone on between them over the summer and even now, Ron was still there for her and trusted her. It was a trust she was determined never to let down. Especially now that he had provided her an opening.
“Alright, I’m going,” she whispered to Shego while still looking towards the control booth door. “Stay here and try to stay out of sight.”
“Look Princess, I told you before I’m not just gonna sit back here like some lump. If Stoppable can do something then I can do something too,” Shego countered.
Kim sighed and dipped her head. “Look, Shego I-”
The rest of the sentence was lost when Kim turned towards Shego and found her lips brushing those of the other woman. She had obviously been a lot closer than Kim had thought because she certainly didn’t plan on this! And there was definitely no way she would have known that instead of immediately recoiling in horror, Shego not only held their impromptu kiss, but actually began to return it. Ever instinct in her body told her that this was wrong. The timing, the situation, the how, the whole concept of the kiss was completely wrong. Yet in spite of her mind screaming at her to break away, she instead closed her eyes and began to fully embrace it. She even debated putting her arm on Shego’s shoulder to draw her closer but she was afraid the contact might shock them both to their senses and the last thing she wanted to right now as break the moment.
The honor went to Ron as he came flying through the air with a loud scream and a dull “thud” as he landed in a patch of grass near them.
“Me Grimlock need new strategy,” he muttered woozily.
His initial landing had been enough to cause Kim and Shego to break the kiss and stare at each other numbly, but his incoherent mumbling had been enough to completely snap Kim out of it and bring her back to her senses. She crawled over to where he lay with a concerned look.
“Ron are you OK?” she asked as she looked down at him.
“Well that depends,” he started, still sounding a little out of it. “Are the birds I’m hearing real or just in my head?”
“I think they’re real.”
“Then I’m fine. And I learned a valuable lesson. Emus kick really hard!”
Kim gave him a lopsided smile before she held out a hand. He took the offered hand and let her help him up into a sitting position. He shook his head a bit to completely clear the cobwebs then looked apologetically at his friend.
“Sorry Kim, guess my distracting skills don’t work very well against flightless birds,” he said.
“It’s OK Ron, I’m just glad you’re alright,” he said as she placed a hand on his shoulder. “But it looks like we are going to need a better distraction.”
Just then a sound similar to wrecking ball smashing into a building caught their attention and they looked towards one of the far walls to see Hego standing in front of a large hole with the rest of Team Go standing close behind him.
“Well I guess they’ll do,” Kim smirked. “Well Shego looks like you’ll get that reunion sooner than-” She paused when she noticed Shego wasn’t there. “She’s gone. But…where?”
“Team Go! How did you find out about my plans!” Aviarius’ shocked voice sounded over the speakers.
“Let’s just say I a little birdie told me,” Hego replied mirthfully.
The other members of the team just groaned.
“How about we don’t and just get this over with? I have plans for later this evening,” Mego said as he pushed his brother aside.
“What’s the hurry Mego?” Wego A started.
“Got a small date?” Wego B finished before they both started snickering.
“Oh ha ha,” Mego replied as he crossed his arms in annoyance.
“Guys!” Kim shouted, waving to them as she stood up.
The family of super heros took defensive stands as they turned towards the voice and were surprised by who they saw standing there.
“Kim Possible? Ron Stoppable?” Hego asked as he walked over to them, follow by his brothers.
“Hey someone remembers my name!” Ron said excitedly.
“After all that talk about bringing the Naco here, how could I forget?” the blue and black clad hero replied.
“And did you?”
Hego slumped his shoulders in defeat. “Yes.”
“So what are you guys doing back here?” Mego asked.
“It’s a bit of a long story. Something we can talk about after we deal with our problem.”
“Problem?” Hego asked, then noticed the flock of emus starting to close in on them. “Ah yes, that. Well then, let’s go, Team Go!”
At their leader’s command, the rest of Team Go sprang into action. The Wegos began to multiply themselves so they matched the number of emus. While the birds were still confused by this event, the small army of Wegos pounced on their backs to keep them under control. The emus bucked wildly to get the boys off them, but the Wegos held firm.
“There’s a pen in the back they came out of,” Kim told Hego, pointing to the pen. “Think you can help herd them that way?”
“With ease,” Hego replied.
He then struck the ground with a super powered fist that created a small tremor and sending the emus into a bigger panic. They turned away from the blue and black clad hero and with a little help from the Wegos, and a few more super punches by Hego, they were quickly herded back into their holding pen. Once there, the Wegos jumped off their perches and their doubles merged back into the original set of twins before they ran out of the pen. Kim pressed the button to close the door then disabled the control panel with a quick kick to make sure Aviarius didn’t try to free them again anytime soon.
“Wow, that’s a lot easier with superpowers,” Ron mused.
“Indeed it is youngster,” Hego retorted. “Now we have to find Aviarius.”
“And Shego,” Kim added.
“Shego!” all four brothers shouted.
Aviarius pounded his fist on the monitor screen as his most hated enemies and the two teen heros herded his killer emus back to their pen. This was not at all how is plan was suppose to go! He was suppose to get Kim Possible, then Shego, then Team Go, not all of them at once. He couldn’t handle that. As he watched them all talking on the screen he knew he was not only out numbered, but also out gunned. It was at this point he thought about making a very discrete exit. There was just one thing that was bothering him.
“What happened to Shego?” he mused, rubbing his chin.
A slight “ding” then filled the air and for a second he thought maybe his mind had come up with a brilliant plan to deal with all his enemies at once. Then he realized it was only the sound of the elevator that let to the control booth opening. Then an overwhelming sense of dred washed over him and his body stiffened. He had taken care of any security guards they actually had in the building, and all the other heros seemed to be standing down there, so that left only one possible person this could be.
“Oh no,” he whispered.
“Hello Aviarius,” Shego whispered in a deliciously cruel voice. “Been awhile, hasn’t it?”
“Shego!” he shouted as he spun around to face. “Please don’t kill me!”
“Hey, incase you haven’t heard, I don’t kill people.”
He let out a great sigh of relief.
“But they doesn’t mean I won’t hurt them. A lot,” she said with a smirk as she started to creep forward, hands glowing.
“Mommy,” Aviarius whimpered as he crouched to the floor.
The next thing anyone heard was his scream flood out of the intercom system, causing the other heros to jump back in surprise. They fixed their gaze on the control booth and though they couldn’t make out exact details due to the opaque glass, they could see enough to know what was going on. After only thirty seconds the screaming stopped and silence filled the building. It lasted only a few seconds as Shego’s voice then came over the com.
“Hey Hego, catch!”
The statement was followed by one of the booth’s window shattering and Aviarius’ limp being trailed by green plasma as is fell to the floor. Acting quickly, Hego ran towards him and caught safely the villain. He cringed a bit when he saw the extent of his injures. Aviarius’ costume had been torn in many places, and in fact his “wings” had been completely ripped off, and was covered in various nasty looking bruises, most centering on his face. He forced open his non black eye and looked at Hego with a dazed expression.
“Make…the hurting…stop,” he muttered before he fell unconscious.
“So…remind me never to really piss off Shego,” Ron whispered to Kim, who merely nodded.
The sound of a door creaking open caught their attention. The gathered heros turned to find Shego walking into the main room. Hego carefully laid the unconscious Aviarius on the floor before he started to walk over to happily greet his sister.
“Shego! I’d heard you’d once again join the forces for good. It’s nice to see-what is that!” he shouted when he noticed her larger than usually belly.
“What do you think it is?” Shego snapped back as she held her stomach.
“But…I…when…how?” he stammered.
“‘How’? Oh you mean mom and dad didn’t give you ‘The Talk’?” Shego asked with a mischievous grin. “Well see…when a man and a woman love each other…”
“I know that! But…you…I…do you even know who the father is?” Hego asked in a slightly condescending tone.
Shego’s hands clenched and unclenched as she let out a snarl through gritted teeth. With lighting fast reflexes she grabbed the front of Hego’s collar and pulled him as close to her face as she could.
“I am sick and tired of people saying that!” she hissed. “I am not that promiscuous that I wouldn’t know the father of my own child!”
“OK, OK, break it up,” Mego said, stepping in between the two. “Well I can certainly understand why you wouldn’t tell Mr. McJudgeall here, but you could have at least told me. I thought we were closer than that?”
“Well then you thought wrong didn’t you?” Shego retorted. “Besides I knew if I told you it would eventually get out to Hego anyway.”
“Oh now that really hurts. You don’t think I can keep a secret?”
“No,” she said flatly.
As Mego walked away crestfallen, the two Wegos stepped up to Shego and started to rub her belly, making her feel very uncomfortable.
“So what’s it’s name?” Wego A asked.
“Is it a boy or girl?” Wego B added.
“First of all, stop that!” she shouted, taking a step back. “Secondly, it’s a girl and finally her name is Shin.”
“So who is the father?” Hego spoke before the twins could ask anymore questions.
“Right over there,” Shego said, pointing to where Kim and Ron stood behind Team Go.
Naturally all eyes turned to Ron.
“No! No, no, no! Why does everyone always assume it’s me!” he shouted.
“Really,” Shego snorted. “Do you think I’d be that desperate.”
“Hey!” Ron protested.
“Well if it’s not him then who?” Hego asked.
“Ah, doy, it’s Kim.”
The usual silence that accompanied that revelation fell over the super heros as they simply stared back and fourth between the two women, trying to comprehend exactly what they had just been told. After a minute or so of silence, Hego tried to asked how it might have happened, but found himself having trouble forming words. Instead, what came out was a series of incoherent stutters.
“How?” Mego finally asked.
Shego looked over her brothers’ shoulders to the “father” expectantly.
“You want to field this one Princess?” she asked.
“Oh no,” Kim declined with a shake of her head. “I had to explain it last time, now it’s your turn. Besides, they’re your family, I think it’s only right you should tell them.”
Shego sighed at the whole “family” bit, but didn’t have the energy go fight with her at the moment. She looked back to her brothers and took a deep breath before she explained the Drakken, his serum, how it all went wrong and the other details of the past few months. Through it all, they just stood there and blinked as they absorbed the information. Hego rubbed his chin in thought then walked over to Kim and held out his hand.
“If what Shego said is true then you should be commended,” he said.
“Oh, it’s no big,” Kim replied as she shook the offered hand. “Well I guess I shouldn’t say ‘no big’ cause it has been a little trying, but it’s worth it.”
“I’m sure it is, but you can rest assured that you won’t have to bother it anymore.”
“What!” Kim and Shego shouted.
“Well Shego is a member of Team Go.”
“Was. Was a member of Team Go,” Shego corrected. “I quit, remember?”
“Yes, yes because you had to sow your wild evil oats,” he said off handedly. But now that you seem to be over that phase you can return to the team and we’ll help you raise your child.”
“I don’t think so,” Shego growled.
“With all due respect, it is my child she’s carrying,” Kim spoked up. “So I think I have a more of a right to raise it than you do.”
“But Shego is part of our family,” Hego insisted. “We should do something for the child.”
“Fine then send a couple of birthday cards filled with money or something, but there’s no way I’m going back to the Go Tower,” Shego said as she walked passed him to where Kim was standing.
“Let it go Hego,” Mego whispered to him. “You know how she can get when she’s set her mind on something.”
“Fine,” the leader of Team Go sighed. “At the very least though you should tell mom and dad.”
That statement stopped Shego dead in her tracks. Her head snapped up as her entire body seemed to stiffen and her eyes went wide. Kim stared at her in confusion as this seemingly innocent suggestion provoked such a powerful response. If she hadn’t known otherwise, she could swear that Shego was actually…afraid. But that couldn’t be, this woman wasn’t afraid of anything. More to the point there was the fact that Hego has just mentioned…
“Mom and dad?” Kim asked, sounding shocked.
“Yes our parents. She never told you?” Hego asked, sounding equally surprised.
Kim looked over at the still frozen Shego. “No.”
“Well then you can come along and meet-”
“No,” Shego said in a whisper, drawing their attention.
“What?” Hego asked to make sure he heard right.
“NO!” she shouted, whirling towards him. “I’m not going there! I don’t care what you say!”
“But-” Kim started.
“NO!” Shego screamed again, turning towards the red head now. “I did my part, I told my brothers, that’s it! I’m done!”
“I said family, if your mom and dad are alive then they have a right to know too.”
“No, they really don’t.”
“Shego please,” Hego said, taking a step forward. “I’m sure in light of the situation they can forgive you.”
“Yeah right,” she scoffed. “You’re only saying that cause you’re their favorite. They don’t give a crap about me.”
“Now that’s just not true.”
“The hell it’s not!”
“Shego,” Kim spoke this time, in a soft gentle voice. “You’re overacting. I’m sure your parents can’t be that bad.”
“Oh really!” she snapped, as she pressed her face close to Kim’s. “Is that what you think? Well let me tell you something Princess, you have no idea what they’re like.”
“Then why don’t you show me?”
The statement was much more a challenge than it was a question. Kim knew it was risky to play this hand, but she also knew that no matter how…close the two had become there was no way Shego would resist a challenge from her. She just had to stand strong behind her convictions. And she did just that as the two sets of green eyes glared at one another. For a moment it seemed like they were back in the old days with each of them sizing the other up and looking for any sign of weakness.
It was this small drive that kept Shego rooted in place. Most of her mind was screaming at her to just let it go and walk away, but that tiny part of her that still saw this girl as her rival pushed her forward. She had just been handed a challenge and she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to accept it. But if she did, there was a chance of her being hurt far more than in any fight the two of them had. Still…it was there as she just couldn’t pass it up.
“Fine,” she muttered. “You really want to see, then we’ll go. But,” she then grabbed Kim’s shirt and held her close to her face, “you’re going to owe me for this. Big time!”
With that she let the red head go with a push and straightened up before she started towards the hole Hego has made in the wall. She got about halfway there before she turned to back to the others who were still standing there in shocked silence.
“So you guys coming or what?” she snapped.
That was enough to break them out of their daze and after Hego picked up Aviarius again they followed her out to the street. As they did, Kim couldn’t help but wonder just what kind of people Shego’s parents were that could make someone like her afraid. She was also wondering what exactly she’d have to do to pay Shego back and began to seriously doubt her judgement in bringing the pale green woman along at all.
Once the group had made their way outside, they packed into a vehicle Hego had dubbed the “Go Mobile” which was essentially a white hummer with blue, purple, red and green splotches all over it, not unlike the “Go Jet” Kim and Ron rode in during their first visit. Of course Shego had scoffed at it and called it an oversized clown car, but piled into it all the same. Thankfully there was enough room for all of them as well as Aviarius’ unconscious form and after they dumped him off at the nearest police precinct, they continued to drive through the city.
As they did, Kim and Ron couldn’t help but notice how beautiful the city was. Most of their first visit had been centered on finding the new Grande Bueno Nacho and then fighting Aviarius to get Team Go’s powers back and so subsequently they had little time to sight see. Even now they were speeding past the city far too quickly to really take in the sights, but what they could see was breathtaking. The city’s architecture was a combination of old style industrial buildings and modern, high tech sky scrappers and designs which created a unique contradiction that somehow worked well together and seemed to stretch out endlessly.
So it was to Kim and Ron’s great surprise that not only did this landscape end but that the outskirts of the city merged into a spacious and peaceful countryside. Unlike the city, there were only a few small buildings peppered throughout lush green meadows and most of them were range style houses. Just as they were overcoming the shock of this drastic change, they received another one when the Go Mobile stopped in front of a large, gold plated gate with a “D” stamped prominently on a circle in the middle. Hego leaned out of the window to talk into a speaker sticking out of the ground and after a moment the gates swung open and they continued on along a private road. It wasn’t long until their goal came into sight and caused the teenagers’ mouths to hang open in amazement.
There, looming over them on top if a small hill was a huge redbrick mansion that was several hundred feet long and three stories high. Three chimneys stuck up from the black shingled roof, two at either end of the house and one in the middle. Hundreds of well cleaned windows glinted in the pale moon light to show that only a few of the rooms were actually in use. Even half shrouded in darkness the house was still an impressive site.
“This…is…is…” Ron stammered.
“The house we grew up in, yes,” Hego acknowledged.
“More like palace!” the blonde replied excitedly. “KP and I have been to countries smaller than this!”
“Yeah,” Kim whispered in agreement, still in a state of awe. When she did a recover a sly grin crossed her face as she cast a glance toward Shego. “And you were commenting about my parents’ house.”
When she didn’t get a snappy answer back, Kim grew concerned and looked more closely at the older woman. She was sitting next to the red head with her arms and legs crossed as best she could and her head tilted down. She had a pensive look on her face that Kim had never seen before. She mostly looked annoyed, but once again there was a tiny bit of a fear in her eyes that made the teen hero nervous. She didn’t know what was making Shego so afraid, but she was sure she’d find out soon enough.
Once the vehicle stopped at the end of the driveway, the group piled out and walked around to the main entrance where they were greeted by a mild aged man with thinning reddish orange hair, glasses and dressed in a dark suit. He nodded politely to them as they walked up.
“Grant, good to see you again old friend,” Hego greeted happily as he placed a hand on the man’s shoulders.
“Good to see you again as well sir,” Grant replied before he opened the doors and lead them in. “I informed Mr. Downe of your arrival at the gate and he and the misses are waiting for you in the reading room. As you can imagine they were quite surprised to hear that you were here.”
“I suppose that’s fair enough, since we do have our own surprise,” Hego retorted.
“So I see,” Grant mumbled, looking back at Shego. “So…”
“If you even think about asking me if I know who the father is I’m gonna fry you right here,” Shego spat venomously.
The rest of the trip was made in silence. While Team Go out of a mixture of reverence of their old home and fear of what Shego might to do them if they said anything, Team Possible was silent because they were in even more awe of the inside of the house than the outside. The halls they were being led down seemed almost like a labyrinth decorated with expensive vases and paintings and lined with rugs full of intricate and beautiful patterns. Some of the rooms they had to walk through seemed as big, if not bigger then either of Kim or Ron’s houses. All in all the mansion was an impressive sight for even their world weary eyes.
The impromptu tour came to a stop just outside a set of large wooden double doors with a brass handles. Grant pushed both handles down and opened the doors with a dramatic flourish before he stepped to the side and waved the group in. Although it had been referred to as the “reading room”, the room could easily pass for a small library. Rows of gigantic book cases covered nearly every wall, stopping only at the large picture window at the other end of the room and the fire place which was built into the left wall. In the middle of the room two easy chairs sitting next with a couch a few inches away from them and a series of small end table between the chairs and the couch, all finished off with a large coffee table in front of the couch. It was a simple set up, but the furniture itself spoke of elegance from the silk laden chairs to the highly polished oak tables and even the hardwood floor covered only by a single rug under said furniture. Like the others out in the hallway this one had an intricate pattern which was a series of crisscrossing lines of blue, purple, red and green.
Like their surroundings, the two people sitting in the two main chairs had an air of elegance around them even if they were dressed in relaxed clothes. The man was obviously the older of the two as accented by stripe of grey hair that ran around the back of his head, leaving the rest bald. He was dressed in a light blue casual shirt and slacks covered by a maroon smoking jacket in a poor attempt to the hide the fact that he was overweight. The woman next to him was dressed in what Kim and Ron guessed was a house dress, but it still more regal than anything they had seen outside of a castle. It was a royal blue color that flowed freely down to her ankles accented by sheer sleeves and a diamond necklace rest comfortably around her throat. Her faded black hair was tied back into a tight bun and she seemed to pay little attention the group as she took a sip from her brandy glass.
“Mr. Downe, your guests are here,” Grant announced softly.
It was only after the statement that Mr. Downe folded up his paper with a sigh then looked towards the assembled group of heros with the slight look of disappointment in his hazel eyes being magnified by his thin rimmed glasses. He slowly stood up and walked over to them, keeping his focus on Team Go, in particular Hego.
“Henry,” he greeted cooly. “You know I also enjoy seeing you, but I thought we agreed that there would be a little more foreknowledge of your visits.”
“I know father,” Hego replied, sounding much more like a scolded child rather than a superhero. “But this was a bit of a…surprise for all of us.”
“I can see that,” Mr. Downe replied, looking coldly at Shego.
“Wait a minute, ‘Henry’?” Ron blurted out, earning him a poke in the ribs from Kim.
“Of course,” Mr. Downe spoke again. “You really didn’t think we’d name our children such horrible things ‘Hego’ and ‘Wego’ and all that, did you?”
“Well…I…uh…” Ron stammered.
“What he means to say is that we haven’t talked to your children long enough to learn their real names,” Kim said quickly.
“Yes we stuck to our oaths to keep our identities secret,” Hego added.
“That’s good,” Mr. Downe nodded. “But at this point I don’t think there’s any point in secrecy. You two can keep a secret, correct?”
“Of course,” Kim said.
“Absolutely. Cause…you know she’ll hurt me if I don’t,” Ron joked, tilting his head towards Kim.
Mr. Downe gave the boy an odd look, but continued on. “As I’m sure you’ve realized by now all of Team Go are my children. There real names are Henry, as you’ve heard,” he gestured towards Hego. “Marvin,” he pointed to Mego, “Wesley and William,” he pointed to Wego A and B respectively. “And of course…Sheila,” his voice was filled with anger and disappointment as he simply glared at Shego.
“Sheila!” Kim and Ron shouted in unison.
“Yeah, Sheila,” Shego growled. “That’s my real name, hope you’re happy.”
“So then your full name is Sheila Downe?” Ron asked, trying to wrap his mind around the concept.
“Actually we all get the Go from our middle names so her full name would be Sheila Go Downe,” Hego informed him.
Shego stood frozen in place by rage and embarrassment. She always hated to hear her full name and if she could she would jump across the room and beat Hego into a bloody pulp. She was tempted enough just to blast him through the window, but that was stopped when a small snicker reached her ear. She turned towards it and wasn’t at all surprised to find Ron as its source. He had his hands over his mouth in an attempt to stop it, but he soon fell into a fit of laughter.
“Ron!” Kim admonished him, even as she herself tried not to laugh. “That’s-that’s not funny.”
She tried to fight it with all her will, but soon enough Kim gave into the infectious laughter. The two friends leaned against each other as they tried to calm themselves down, but to no avail. Their laughter was finally stopped when Shego stomped over to them and gave them both a death glare.
“Ha. Ha. Ha,” she spat out, frightening them both into silence.
She then moved pasted them and stood right in front of her father, giving him the same glare, which he seemed to return in earnest.
“And that was the first thing you did to screw up my life,” she growled.
“What I did, Sheila, was try to provide you with the best life my money could pay,” Mr. Downe growled back.
“How? By controlling everything I did?”
“You know that is not what I wanted. I just wanted you to…behave yourself.”
“Yeah, like I said, control me! Don’t try to act all noble in front of our guests,” she motioned to Kim and Ron. “Tell them the whole story daddy. About how you’re afraid your little girl would ruin the ‘precious’ family name. Cause God forbid a Downe do anything that’s considered ‘wrong’. Or as most people call it ‘fun’.”
“That’s because your ‘fun’ included barging in on my important meetings with some silly notion of invisible friends or make believe dragons.”
“I was eight!” Shego shouted, throwing her hands into the air. “That’s why eight-year-olds do!”
“Your brothers learned how to act properly,” he replied, gesturing towards them.
“Hey for once you can just leave me out of this,” Mego replied.
“Oh shut up Marvin,” Shego said his real name mockingly. She then turned back to her father. “And they just did everything Hego did and that’s because you pounded all that crap into his brain since he was born.”
“Now wait just a minute,” Hego started to protest but was stopped by Mego who simply shook his head.
“They listened to Henry because he knew how those in our family are suppose to act,” Mr. Downe shot back. “Polite, sophisticated, well knowledged. That’s been our family tradition for years and it is expected of each generation to carry on that legacy.” His tone and features actually softened a bit. “Sheila, I would have given you anything you would have wanted. All I asked in return is that you carried on our family’s heritage.”
“But I didn’t want the family’s heritage!” Shego countered. “I wanted my own life. But that wasn’t good enough for you, was it? I had to follow just exactly in your footsteps and if I didn’t I was the worst daughter ever.” She paused when she felt tears starting to well up, but vehemently pushed them down. She wasn’t going to give him that satisfaction. “You never did trust me. That’s why at the first sign of puberty you threw me in that Catholic school. Still so afraid that your disobedient daughter would do something horrible and drag the family name through the mud.”
“Wait, you were a Catholic school girl?” Ron asked in surprise.
“Oh yeah,” Shego turned her head towards him. “And what a couple of fun years they were. Nuns couldn’t handle me any better than my own father good. Guess I’ve always been a bit of a hellion. Course I got pulled out once the meteor hit and changed us all.” She turned to her father again. “Then the fun really began. Thought that might change things for the better, didn’t you?”
“Yes I did, and again I was wrong,” Mr. Downe sighed. “You became even worse and then left for your life of villainy. I’m sure you got your kicks there.”
Shego smirked at the unintentional double meaning of that phrase.
“Oh yeah, lots of kicks,” she smirked.
“But something obviously went wrong given…this,” he waved his hand towards her rounded stomach. “What happened, some anonymous madman knock you up and leave you all on your own? Finally come back here for help now that you’re in a situation you can’t handle?”
Shego’s body trembled with rage that was building up inside her. She tried to push it down, knowing that it wasn’t healthy for the baby, but she had just about reached her boiling point.
“First of all,” she said in a soft, dangerous tone. “I wish everyone would stop treating me like I was some slut. I know all the partners I’ve been with and believe it or not I can actually count them on one hand. Secondly, the only reason I’m here is that the ‘father’ wanted me to tell you all about the pregnancy out of some misguided attempt at family bonding. Otherwise, believe me I never would have come back here until both of your where dead and even that would only be to dance on your graves.”
Surprisingly, Mr. Downe seemed to take that statement very well as he just lowered his head with a slight sigh.
“I see,” he breathed. “So then I take it the father is with you?”
“Yes, and before you even look, no it’s not the blonde kid,” Shego replied, answering the inevitable question. She then smiled at the thought of the kind of reaction her next statement would get. “It’s actually that red headed girl over there.”
The reaction was better than she expected. She watched with a smile as her father grew as pale as her as he backed away with his eyes wide and mouth hanging open. The real attention grabber though was the sudden sound of glass shattering. Everyone looked at the floor to find the remains of a glass surrounding a small pool of brown liquid. All eyes traveled upwards from the spill to the hand that had previously been holding the drink laying limply on the arm of the chair then looked at its owner to see Mrs. Downe wearing an expression similar to her husband’s. Her eyes darted frantically from her daughter’s face to her expanded belly and to the young girl who she said was the child’s “father”.
“That’s…that’s not possible,” Mr. Downe muttered as he fell back into his chair.
“Well it’s like the saying goes, ‘Anything’s possible for a Possible’,” Shego said with a quick wink over her shoulder to Kim. “Well that and a former mad scientist boss who screwed things up after playing around with our DNA, but who’s keeping track of that? The point is, yes I am having this baby and after today you’ll never see it again.”
“You…you can’t,” Mr. Downe whispered, still in a state of shock.
“Yeah I can. Besides, look at me,” she said, placing her hands on her protruding stomach. “Little late to do anything about it now.”
When her father didn’t respond Shego looked over to her mother, who still seemed to be recovering as well.
“So, you got anything you wanna say, mom?” she asked, a trace of her old snarkiness back in her voice.
“Actually I do,” Mrs. Downe replied gently as she stood up.
She stepped over to her daughter and simply stared at in silence for a seemingly long time. Shego tried to get a read on what her mother was thinking, but the woman was surprisingly good at hiding her emotions. So the ex-thief simply stood there and waited to see what she might say or do. The answer was a hard slap across the face that surprised Shego more than anyone. She stared down at the floor in total surprise as the sound of skin hitting skin reverberated off the walls. She continued to stare blankly for several seconds as she tried to process what just happened. When it finally clicked, she snapped her head back towards her mother and a set of emerald green eyes stared intently at a set of sea foam green eyes that stared back with the same intensity.
“You selfish little brat!” Mrs. Downe snapped. “How dare you come back here and say things like that. Your father and I gave you the very best of everything.”
“No, he tried to give me the best of anything by controlling me. You spent more time wondering about what to put in your highball than the welfare of your own daughter,” Shego countered. “That’s why I get to say these things.”
“No you say those things because you’ve always worried more about yourself than anyone else. Even now you whine about what you wanted and never gave a second thought to what the rest of the family wanted. Do you really think you’ll be able to raise a child with that kind of attitude?”
Shego snorted. “Seemed to work well enough for you.”
Mrs. Downe gasped in horror and brought her hand up to smack her disobedient child again but this time the hand was caught in mid swing. Shego keep her eyes focused on her mother’s face as she held her arm by the rest.
“Fool me once mom,” she whispered ominously. She then released the hand with a violent shove and glared at her mother again. “And I’ll tell you this, I think I’ll do a damn good job raising this kid cause I’m going to give her two things I never had: love and attention. Then-” she stopped to let out a slight gasp and clutch at her stomach.
“Shego!” Kim shouted in concern as she ran up to her. “Are you OK?”
“Yeah I’m fine. The baby’s just kicking. Seems she doesn’t like being here anymore than I do,” Shego explained.
“Then maybe we should just go,” Kim suggested.
“Sounds like a good idea,” the older woman agreed before they turned and started to walk away.
“Yes go!” Mr. Downe demanded, standing up again. “And take that…abomination with you!”
“Alright that’s it!” Kim growled as she spun around and marched back over to him. “That ‘abomination’ as you call it my child and I won’t have you badmouthing her or Shego anymore!”
“Young lady, I’ll talk to my daughter however I please, no matter whatever perverse relationship you might have with her.”
Kim blinked at the his use of the word “relationship” and couldn’t help by blush when memories of the unexpected kiss she shared with the other woman flashed before her. She shook it off and concentrated on that matter at hand.
“Our…relationship is none of your business,” she countered. “And maybe it’s not my place to judge, but I couldn’t stand by any longer as you berated Shego. Especially since it was my fault she came here in first place. I was hoping that by seeing her pregnant you might’ve been able to forgive her for everything she’s done, but now I see it wasn’t her problem at all, it are yours. No one knows more of what she’s capable of doing than me, and we’ve definitely had a rough past, but if you could see the changes I’ve seen in her over these last few months than maybe you’d reconsider the way you think about her.”
“Ha! Fat chance,” Shego scoffed.
“I know that now,” Kim sighed, looking over at her. “You’re right, your family doesn’t deserve to know. And they certainly don’t deserve to have any say in the way we raise our child. And you,” she turned back to Mr. and Mrs. Downe with a jab of her finger, “don’t deserve her,” she pointed back to Shego. “If your family can’t see fit to take her back then that’s fine, my family’s perfectly willing to take her as one of our own.” She paused to look the pale woman directly in the eyes. “In fact we already have.”
For the first time since they had arrived in Go City Shego smiled. Not her usual sarcastic smirk or sadistic smile either, but a smile of genuine comfort and happiness.
“Yeah!” Ron blurted out, ruining the mood. “She made be cranky and too sarcastic for her own good and have a mile long mean streak, but even she doesn’t deserved to be smack around by her own parents.”
She blinked serval times in surprise at the statement. Even the buffoon was sticking up for her in his own bizarre way. It was unexpected to say the least but at the moment it was welcome. And with his and Kim’s support it gave her the strength to say one last thing to her father. She walked toward him but still kept a fairly good distance. She didn’t need to get that close for this one.
“You want to know the really sad part about all this dad?” she started. “Dr. Drakken may have been a mad scientist trying to take over the world with schemes that would never, ever work and usually hated it when told him so, but he still accepted me for who I am. That’s more than I could ever say for you.”
With that, Shego turned and walked out of the room, Kim and Ron following close behind her. She didn’t see the confused expressions on parents’ and brothers’ faces and she really didn’t care. She had said what she needed to and was ready to finally put that chapter of her life behind her. She was ready to start anew with the baby, with Kim and whatever else might come around the corner.
Shego sat on her bed in the Possible house and tried to sooth her raging beast in her mind with music. The events with her parents had gotten to her more than she would have liked to admit so the first thing she had done when she and Kim got home was to retreat into her room and put on some music. Well actually the music was the second thing she did, the first was to get out of the still damp clothes she had been wearing for most of the night. She had changed into a pair of green flannel pajamas with only the center buttons done up. The bottom ones she had been unable to fasten because of her stomach and she left a few of the top ones undone simply because she felt like it. She still wanted to try and look somewhat sexy even if she didn’t particularly feel like it.
She leaned her head back against the headboard of the bed and closed her eyes as she concentrated on the song that just started. It was the only she truly wanted to listen to, but she had to play a few of the others first to calm her mind. She wasn’t sure exactly why she wanted to listen to it now, it just seemed…appropriate.
You know how us Catholic girls can be
We make up for so much time a little too late
I never forgot it, confusing as it was
Ain’t that the truth, she thought bitterly.
As much as she tried to forget everything that happened with her parents throughout her life, it always seemed to come back to her, most often in moments like this when she was alone. It was one of the reasons she always listened to Dr. Drakken drone on about his latest “greatest scheme ever”, it kept her memories at bay. Labeling them as just “confusing” seemed too easy though. They really ranged a large gambit of emotions that she usually kept locked up. It was one of the main reasons she didn’t want to go back to Go City because she knew confronting her brothers and her parents would open up the flood gates and with hormones acting up as they were, she wasn’t exactly sure what would happen. So far she seemed to be handling them well enough, but there was one other thing that truly was confusing.
Her mind instantly flashed back to the kiss she had inadvertently shared with Kim. Once the surprise factor had worn off, it actually turned out to be a very nice, enjoyable kiss. It was the fact that she actually did enjoy it that confused her. She had never had any kind of those feelings for another woman before and certainly not towards Kim Possible. Usually her thoughts towards the teen hero tended to be the exact opposite of loving. Lately though, her thoughts had seem to run from merely appreciative to caring and even loving. Again, she contributed that to hormones but part of her thought it might run a little deeper. What exactly that meant for her, Kim, and the baby she really didn’t know. Nor did she know that if another opportunity to kiss the read haired girl came up that she wouldn’t just go for it and to hell with the consequences.
A slight knock at the door startled her from her thought.
“Shego, can I come in?” Kim’s voice called from the other side of the door.
Well speak of the devil, Shego thought. Aloud she responded, “Yeah the door’s open, come on in.”
The door opened and revealed that Kim had changed into her sleep attire as well. She wore her blue tank top with the small green heart and a pair of well worn grey sweat pants. She closed the door behind her and gently made her way over to the bed where she sat down on the edge, taking care not to sit on Shego’s legs. For her part, Shego adjusted her sitting position against the headboard so that she and Kim would be a little more comfortable. Kim was silent at first as she tried to think of what to say and in that silence Shego noticed a bandage wrapped around the girl’s right arm.
“So how’s the arm?” she asked, pointing to said appendage.
“Huh?” Kim asked back, then looked down at the bandage. “Oh it’s no big. Mom just wanted to make sure it got cleaned and wrapped properly but it shouldn’t take too long to heal.”
“Yeah,” Kim sighed and took a moment to speak again. “Look I came to say I’m sorry.”
“And you should be,” Shego remarked. “I told you I didn’t want to see my parents and now you know why. You should feel ashamed of yourself.” When she noticed the humor was lost on the girl and she actually did seemed to feel ashamed, it was Shego turn to sigh. “I know you didn’t mean for that to happen and I appreciate the thought behind it, but you just have to realize that my family isn’t going to be the big happy group that yours is.”
“I know that now. I just think it’s horrible that things have gotten so bad with you and your folks that you can patch things up.”
“Some things just weren’t meant to be Kimmie.”
“Maybe. But I did mean what I said about your being part of my family. I even talked it over with my mom and dad and as far as they’re considered you already are.”
Shego smiled at the comment. “Guess I should change my last name to Possible then.”
“It would definitely be an improvement,” Kim replied, the corners of her mouth starting to twist up into an amused grin.
“Hey don’t even think about it!”
Kim let out another sigh as the two lapsed into silence. As they sat there they were only vaguely aware of the next song coming on. They were more concerned about what happened the last time they were alone and this close to each other. Despite their best efforts the kiss replayed in both their minds and bringing with it a volley of questions they either didn’t want to or didn’t know how to answer. They spared only a few glance at each other, knowing that if they ever truly made eye contact some of those questions might get answered regardless. It was during this time that Shego noticed the small green velvet box on her night stand.
“Shego,” Kim spoke in serious tone. “I really think we need to talk about-”
“What’s this box?” Shego interrupted, pointing to the object.
“Huh? Oh that’s just something I picked up at the mall this afternoon for you.”
“Yeah I was just browsing around and when I found it I thought of you so…I guess I just bought it on impulse. Take a look at it though, I’m curious to see what you think.”
Shego gave her an confused look for a second but gave in with a shrug and picked up the box. She flipped it open and let out a small gasp at what she saw. It was an oval shaped stone a little bigger than a quarter that had been smoothed to marble perfection. The color pattern was what had really caught her eye and was no doubt why Kim thought it was perfect for her. Green and black swirled around it in several masses that was both chaotic and beautiful at the same time. The stone itself was outlined by a gold border attached to a gold chain which was tucked under the holder for the necklace. Shego carefully pulled it out of the box and held it up to her face.
“It’s…beautiful,” she whispered.
“I thought so too,” Kim said with a smile. “Though I don’t think that’s real gold. At least not at the price I paid.”
“Real or not it still looks good. And…you bought this for me?”
“Well…yeah,” the red head replied, blushing slightly. “I hope you’re…OK with it.”
“Oh I’m OK with it,” Shego replied quickly. “I just never had anyone buy me anything before.”
“Why don’t you try it on?”
“Good idea. Help me get up first. If I’m gonna do this I might as well do it right.”
Kim stood and took the hand Shego held out then after a bit of rocking helped her to stand up as well. They the walked around the bed to the full length mirror Shego kept in the corner and stood before it. The contrast of her taller, larger body compared to Kim’s smaller, petite frame made Shego finally feel as big as she actually was. She shouldered drooped a bit as her hands fell to her sides. Upon seeing herself like this she wasn’t sure she worthy of wearing the necklace. Maybe on her pre-pregnant body but not this thing staring back to her in the mirror.
While Shego didn’t think she deserved to wear the necklace, Kim obviously did as she took it from the older woman’s hands and walked behind. Pushing the long mane of black hair out of the way she undid the clasp, gently wrapped it around Shego’s neck and latched it again once it was in place. The stone rested comfortably right above the pale woman’s cleavage and she couldn’t help be smile at it’s placement.
“It is beautiful. And look out it brings out my breasts!” she joked.
Kim giggled that the comment as she placed her hands on Shego’s shoulders.
“I think it looks great,” she smiled.
“Yeah. I just wish it stood out more against this,” Shego replied sadly, rubbing her stomach.
“This,” Kim stared placing a hand over Shego’s, “is our child and I think you look even more beautiful than that stone with her.”
They both seemed shocked at the slight admission but neither of them pulled back. In fact, Shego turned around so that she could look directly at Kim. As they thought, any words between them were lost as they simply stared into each other’s eyes, noticing for the first time how they truly matched up. They were not the only things that matched up and now both women could tell that in attention to their fighting abilities and love of danger their feelings for each other matched as well. Kim brought her right hand up to Shego’s cheek and at first she tensed up, the slap her mother gave her on that very cheek still fresh in her mind. She calmed down though and allowed Kim to gently rest her hand there. The differences between the two hands couldn’t have been more obvious if there was a neon sign above them. Whereas her mother’s action was a slap, Kim’s action was a caress. Whereas her mother’s hand was hard, Kim’s hand was soft. Whereas her mother’s hand had felt cold, Kim’s felt warm. Most importantly, Kim’s hand transferred something her mother had never really giving her, love.
“Sh-Shego,” Kim whispered, trying to find something, anything to say.
Shego just silenced her with a finger on her lips then nodded her head in the direction of the stereo. Though she was almost completely into the moment they were sharing, the former thief had been able to catch where the latest song on the CD was and she knew it would be able to convey her feelings at lot better than she could at the moment.
You're the sweet crusader
And you're on your way
You're the last great innocent
And that's why…I love you
The slight pause in the song gave them opportunity to focus on each other again as Kim’s eyes looked hopefully at Shego. She simply nodded her confirmation and before either of them knew it their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss. The rest of the song, the room, and the whole world around them disappeared as they focused on the kiss. If their accidental one was good, this one was perfect. It conveyed their feelings that had been building up between them over the past few months in ways mere words never could. They gave every ounce of respect, friendship, caring and love they had into it and it seemed like it would go on forever.
So it was to their great surprise that it was abruptly cut short by the sound of someone gasping behind them and a dull thud as something heavy hit the floor. Although they broke the kiss they kept their embrace as their heads jerked towards the source. Their surprised doubled when they found Mrs. Dr. Possible standing in the doorway with her eyes as big as saucers and mouth hanging wide open while a spilled laundry basket lay at her feet.
To Be Continued…
Author’s Notes: Well I seriously tried to make this somewhat short and hopefully more readable, but as you can see there was simply a lot that had to be accomplish in this chapter. So to make up for it I’ll cut my ramblings here down. I’ll just say that Shego’s really name of Sheila Go Downe is not my idea, but I think NoDrogs’. At least that’s the first place I saw it, if I’m wrong than someone correct me. I used it just cause I thought it was really funny. Hehehe. For the other members of Team Go I tried to come up with original names, but if I did have the same name as someone else came up with, it was purely by accident.
Also the songs used in the story obviously don’t belong to me they belong to Billy Joel and Alanis Morisette and are “Great Suburban Showdown” and “Forgiven” and “Mary Jane” respectfully. I suggest checking out the real songs cause there’s no way I can do them justice here on the written page.
Lastly, Stroker and C.A.R.R. are from the Adult Swim show “Stroker and Hoop” which was a great show and I really hope comes back for a second season sometime.
Beyond that, be on the look out for the next chapter where Kim gets to reveal her new relationship to family and friends. We already know Mrs. Dr. P found out, now find out how the others…find out. Yeah.