Kim walked down the hallway of one of Global Justice’s operating bases. She was fuming, a look of pure fury smoldered in her eyes as she made her way down the hall. She was mad at herself for sneaking off without Shego, but she hadn’t wanted to hurt the woman.
But she was especially angry at Dr. Director. The woman had crossed the line this time. Kim could handle being lied to once in a while, and not even being informed that something was going down. It was just how the agency worked. All cloak and dagger, but apparently no common sense.
She passed a man at a desk that looked like he was going to stop her from entering the office behind him, but cowered in fear at the look she gave him. It was a look that would have caused even the toughest person to flinch. Then again Dr. Director was never swayed by such things.
The woman was sitting behind her desk, “Ahhh…Ms. Possible. Here about that little deal you’re trying to swing?” It wasn’t sarcastic, insightful or anything else. It was a flat question with no sign of emotion in it.
“I’m –here- because –you- went too far.”
“Please, sit down; explain to me what you’re talking about.”
Kim eyed the chair warily.
“This conversation isn’t continuing unless you sit down Ms. Possible.”
She sat down immediately.
“Now what have I done that is so wrong?”
“You want Shego to kill someone.”
Dr. Director sighed, pausing as if she was trying to decide on something. “Actually the people over me want him killed. I’m trying to seize an opportunity to help Shego perform the greater good.”
“She’s not a fucking assassin!”
“I realize that Ms. Possible. The thing is that Global Justice can’t just give her up so easily. She has stolen literally billions of dollars worth of technology during her employment to Dr. Drakken.”
“Who you want her to kill.”
“Exactly. We got wind of her retirement around a week before you started plea bargaining for her. We also got rumors of you and her having an intimate relationship two weeks before that.”
“So you’ve been working on this little idea for a while then, haven’t you?”
Dr. Director sighed and leaned back, resisting the urge to rub her temples. “Yes we have Ms. Possible.”
“You know she won’t agree to it though.”
Dr. Director nodded, “That’s why we brought it to your attention first. It was believed that we could get you to lean on her, to make her do it.”
“I –am not- going to do that to her! She’s had too much pain in life as it is. Killing somebody is going too far! Even if he does try to take over the world, Drakken doesn’t deserve to be killed.”
Dr. Director was slowly getting a migraine. The conversation was going no where. “Ms. Possible, you want Shego to stay out of prison for the rest of her life, and be able to live a normal, happy, homosexual life with you don’t you?”
“Yes.” Kim had a bad feeling in her gut on that.
“Then you get Shego to kill Drakken, no one else is allowed to do it, or she spends her life in a six by four cell, in the dark. The only human contact she’ll be permitted is her guards when she is given food, nothing else. You want that kind of life for her?”
Kim bit her lip. She wanted to slap the woman across the desk from her. To make her taste at least a portion of the pain she felt right then. “You BITCH. How DARE YOU. Global Justice, nothing more than a bunch of petty cowards.”
“Remember Ms. Possible, we are your only hope for Shego.”
It hadn’t been intentional, or planned out, but Kim was out of her chair, and her fist made contact with the woman’s face. Dr. Director was knocked over, the chair under her tipping backwards. The woman rubbed her jaw, and then checked her mouth. She was bleeding.
“I probably deserve that Ms. Possible, so I’m letting it slide. Remember though, unless you cooperate, Shego will be living in a dark little room for the rest of her life.”
Kim was sitting in a park when Shego found her. Wade had been able to track the Kimmunicator, and Shego did the footwork. The redhead was on a park bench, her knees up to her chin. It looked like she had been crying.
“Kimmie?” Shego knelt down so that she could see the girl’s face.
“Shego…I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Kim started crying again, latching onto Shego.
“Pumpkin, you don’t have to be sorry for anything.”
Kim sniffled, trying to stop crying, “You don’t understand….Global Justice…” Her voice was having a hard time overcoming the tears.
“Shhhh…..You can tell me later, okay?”
“No…now…I need to tell you now. Global Justice won’t help us unless….”
Shego looked at Kim, “Unless what Pumpkin?”
“Unless you kill Drakken.”
Shego’s pale skin was ash white. She had done many things in her life that were less than legal, but killing was a line she had always refused to do. “What happens if I don’t do it?”
“Prison, with no human contact for the rest of your life.”
A sharp pain hit Shego. It felt like someone had tore out her heart. “Kimmie….let’s go home…okay?” She tried to smile. She needed to be strong. For Kimmie.
Kim sniffled, “Okay.”
“Stoppable.”
“WHOA! No sneaking up on me when I’m in my room.”
“So sneaking up on you is alright if I do it in public?”
“Didn’t say that. So what do you want so bad that you felt that you had to sneak into my room through my window even though it’s broad daylight out?”
Shego sighed, “I need your masterful listening skills. If you can handle an emotional dumping that is.”
Ron looked at her, “Considering the number of times I’ve been used for just that reason, once more can’t hurt.”
Shego sunk onto the foot of the bed, “You remember Global Justice right?”
Ron nodded, “Big Brother is a better name for them.”
Shego smiled weakly, the nickname fit. “They want to lock me up for the rest of my life.”
Ron nodded, that wasn’t news to him. They had been after Shego for a long time now. “Sounds typical.”
“They have an ultimatum this time though. I can have my freedom, if I kill Drakken.”
Ron winced. That was low, even for some of the underhanded tactics that the GJ had pulled in the past. “That’s crazy. You’re Shego! Amazing badass and master thief! Not some hired assassin!”
“That’s what Kim said. They aren’t budging though. They figure I’m perfect for stopping him since I worked for him.”
She paused before continuing, “I’ve never killed anyone in my life before! And now…I don’t think I can…even if I lose Kim forever.”
He wanted to say something; anything to make her feel better, but nothing came to mind. He honestly had nothing.
“Shego…why are you telling me all of this?”
“Because…someone needs to be able to explain it to Kim when I turn myself in.”
Ron swallowed hard. It had been a bumpy relationship for Kim and Shego over the past month, especially since half of it was spent with Kim under a form of mood control that warped her personality. Shego was now taking it all and throwing it away. “Why not go into hiding?”
Shego looked at him, almost thinking he was naive, “Because you know how they work. They’ll just hunt me down, and take down Kim for helping me. This is the best thing for both me and her…..”
“Especially since I would never be able to look into those eyes of hers without hating myself for spilling blood.”
Ron chewed on his lip. He had nothing, and it bothered him. He always had the answers, though on some cases they were wrong, but he tried. But this time there was nothing there. No ideas, no witty comments, no jokes. Nothing.
“When are you going to do this?”
Shego sighed, “Soon. I’m not telling you when because you’ll try to stop me, or save me or whatever you want to call it. And for Kimmie’s and my sake, I can’t have that happen.”
Ron nodded. He felt useless. Completely useless. He looked up from the floor to try and say something, anything, but the woman had already left.
It hadn’t been hard to find Global Justice. They weren’t nearly as secret as they liked to believe. There were no apparent guards around, only the roaming staff. Shego managed to figure out were she was on the directory. ‘You are not here’ normally Shego would have found that funny, but right now it was rather stupid. She made her way for Dr. Director’s office.
A skinny man was sitting at a desk that was positioned so that he was in the way of the door. “Do you have an appointment?”
“Yes. Would you like to see my appointment slip?”
“That would be helpful to validate the appointment.”
Shego walked into the office, leaving the man hanging on a coat rack by his belt loops. “Dr. Director?”
The chair swiveled around, revealing the older woman. Shego forced herself to not stare at the eye patch. “Shego. I am surprised that you’re here. Come and sit.”
“I’d prefer stand.”
“Suit yourself. So what are you here about?”
“I want to turn myself in.”
“My. My. Without even considering the generous offer we are giving you?”
Shego forced herself to keep from gagging. “I have considered your offer.”
“Really now? So why the refusal?”
“Because evil or not Dr. Drakken is still human. And the only things I ever kill are mosquitoes, and ants. But only if they bite me first.”
Dr. Director let her amusement show for a moment, “So you’re unwilling to shed to blood of one man to ensure he never sheds the blood of the world?”
“That’s it exactly ma’am. I can’t do it. Not because he was my boss. Not because I want him to take over the world. But because killing is something more perverse than I could ever handle.”
“Considering your perverse nature that hardly makes sense.”
Shego felt her face redden. “My past nature is hardly an accurate portrayal of who I am.”
“So you claim. But considering your now homosexual behavior, the past thefts you made just so you could be around your partner, and you all round general behavior that you’ve acted upon, I’d say it is a perfect portrayal of who you are.”
Shego forced herself to stay calm. “Sexual preference has nothing to do with this.”
“I think it might.”
The hairs on the back of her neck were rising. Shego was honestly getting frustrated. She saw the dance that Dr. Director was making. She was trying to get Shego angry, trying to prove that the woman hadn’t changed. So she did the only thing she could think of.
In a way it was like she had taken it from Ron. Maybe she had. But she sat down right there and crossed her legs, and meditated. She was there to turn herself in, and she had no intentions of resisting, or arguing herself to death.
Dr. Director was mildly shocked at the reaction Shego had taken. Her methods had been known to provoke everything from fear to anger, to a form of nervous giggling, but never had someone just sat down and shut her out. It was amusing really.
Shego found herself at peace, despite all of the chaos her soul was feeling. It was a strange relief actually as she sat there.
It was pointless to say that Kim was worried. She was actually terrified. Shego had gone to Ron’s, saying she needed some help on something. Ron had called Kim right after Shego had left.
“She said WHAT?”
“That she was going to turn herself in. She said that couldn’t stand the guilt if she did what GJ wanted.”
Kim had slammed the phone into the cradle. She hadn’t meant to be rude to Ron, but she was furious. She was upset. She was afraid.
She had gone on a walk, hoping that the woman she loved was around somewhere. Somehow she found herself at the entrance to Global Justice. She sighed; punched in the guest ID she had been given when she first met the organization. The door slipped open, and Kim ducked inside.
She made a line straight for the Director’s office. If Shego was here, Kim knew that’d be where the woman would be. She ignored the man hanging from the coat rack. She swung the door open and there was Dr. Director leaning against her desk, watching a familiar woman who was sitting on the floor like Ron was known to do when he was stressed.
“Ms. Possible. Perfect timing, come on in.”
“What..?” Kim tried to asked, she couldn’t place why how the scene had come to be.
“Don’t worry, she is alright. She actually refused to lash back at me when I was trying to provoke her. First time that has ever happened. I think she’s has either managed to put herself in a bit of a meditative trance to keep me from aggravating her, or she has gone to sleep.”
“And you haven’t bothered her…?’
“No, curiosity has me wondering what she’ll do next.”
Kim nodded. She knew what to do. All she had to do was say something dirty, and it would fluster Shego, and keep her from concentrating as easily. It was sweet how embarrassed the woman could get over her feelings. But Kim waited. First five, then ten minutes had gone by.
“Almost an hour. This is getting rather boring though.”
Kim sighed, knowing the other woman was right. She walked over to Shego and whispered in the woman’s ear.
“Hot Lesbian Sex.”
Shego turned red. Then redder, then she opened an eye and saw Kim. The two became a tangle of arms as they hugged.
It was hard to tell which started crying first, but they both had wet cheeks when they finally let go of each other.
“I’m sorry Kimmie. I know it’s painful now…but you’ll be able to live a great life without me.”
Kim smiled, “You’re crazy. Shego...you’ve been my life for three years now. Why would I want you to go?”
“This is all very touching, but she has turned herself in. She’s in the custody of Global Justice now.”
Kim glared at the interrupting woman. “I’ll be glad to make a jail break out of this right now then.”
The woman chuckled, “This has certainly been an educating experience.”
Kim’s look of confusion was only beat by Shego’s.
“Let me explain. You remember the Ron Factor?”
Kim nodded, Shego looked more confused.
“The belief that a clumsy sidekick could be beneficial,” Kim explained.
Shego nodded, noting that Global Justice had probably not known that the way Ron worked was intentionally clumsy. Everything was done in a certain way to swing things in favor for him and Kim. Well save for the minor things that padded the image of him being a moron, like his pants tearing off whenever he fired a grapple gun.
“Global Justice needed to assess how things had changed with the addition of someone else. Namely Shego here.”
“Why?”
“Easy, we’re still working to see what makes your team work so well. We have records of how things work when you two work together, but no idea how strong the ties where between you if either of you where threatened. And when we received a message from Wade that you needed our help in her regards, everything just fell into place.”
Shego groaned, and looked at Kim, “Are they always this sneaky?”
Kim nodded, “Usually worse. Like that piranha incident.” She shuddered, the thoughts of whatever had happened obviously not pleasant.
“So I’m actually not wanted by the GJ?”
“Only because it’d interfere with our data about Ms. Possible. This proved that you’d do anything for each other, and most likely for Mr. Stoppable as well unless there is something we’re missing…”
Two heads confirmed they’d protect Ron if necessary.
“Anyways, if we were to bring you in, and put you in prison as suggested, we’d most likely end up with a very angry hero on our hands. And our data says she’d easily manage to conquer the world. While she doesn’t excel in a field of study like the traditional villain, she does have superior knowledge on our operations, a high level of luck, and the mental capacity to figure out anything she needed for her plan of conquest. In other words, nothing would stop her.”
“Kimmie….?”
“Yeeesss Shego?”
“Remind me to never piss you off.”
“Awww…” Kim found it strangely sweet that the information disturbed Shego a little, and she wrapped her arms around the woman’s waist.
Doctor Director managed to ignore this, “So as of today, Shego is off the wanted list of Global Justice, and her records are locked. But if she goes back to her old life, they will be unlocked, and we will use deadly force if necessary to stop her.”
The two nodded meekly.
“You two have a good night, and please get my assistant off of the coat rack before you leave.”
Shego and Kim followed the long way home, arms linked as they made their way through the park.
“Kimmie?”
“Hmmm?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too Shego.”
“Kimmie…?”
“Yes…?”
“It’s okay to call me Sara.”
“I’ll stick to the name I’ve used in my fantasies.”
Shego blushed. -She- had been in -Kim’s- fantasies. It was wonderful to hear.
“Shego?”
“Yes Pumpkin?”
“I think I could go for some coffee…”
“….with nutmeg?”
The two smiled at each other. It wasn’t awkward, or strange that to them to have such strong feelings stirred up by that little spice. They were actually hoping for more in the future.
Author’s Notes: Yes…it does seem like every chapter ends with fluff, but I’d like to point out that there is still a mystery villain out there Though several people out there in probably have some clues of who it is. And yes, I honestly see Global Justice being that screwed up that they do something like that.
More story, with fluffy edges, soon!