Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, other than the idea.

A/N:

Well, I must say, I didn't expect to start a sequel to Unexpected quite this soon….but, hell, I did. For those who haven't read Unexpected, GO DO THAT. Otherwise, this story won't make any sense.

For those of you who read Unexpected, here you go. I couldn't end the story just yet, so I'm starting this. It will be quite different, I believe, than Unexpected was. You know the story, you know the characters. Just read and enjoy, please.

Thank you all.

-Flame

Further A/N: So, I wrote this story, along with its predecessor, several years ago, when I was young and naïve. I realize now that I really need a trigger warning on both stories, so….here goes. I apologize if either story bothered anyone.

TW: self-harm, sexual assault

"Are you sure it's ready?" Jim asked his twin, worry shining in his eyes.

Tim nodded, though in his heart he wasn't completely sure. "I…yeah, it is."

"Okay." Jim turned to his left, and looked over at William and Westley, who were still finishing the last touches on the machine. "Ready to go, you guys? Shego and Kim will be here soon."

"Just about…" "Finished!" They responded, coming out from under the machine quickly. "Just have to…" "Tighten this…" "last screw…"

"Good." Jim sighed softly, and looked at the clock hanging above the door. It showed that it was quarter after 1 in the afternoon. "Kim said they'd be here by noon….so, where the hell are they?"

"Give them time, Jim." Tim said, trying to calm his brother down. "They'll be here. You know they will be."

"It's just…." He sighed, looking at the floor. "I don't know."

"I know." Tim laid his hand on his brother's shoulder, trying to reassure him. "Soon, okay?"

A knock at the door made all their heads turn. "That must be them," Tim said, relieved that they were finally there. "William, get the door, will you?"

William got up, walking over to the door. He turned the handle, and allowed the two women behind it to enter the room.

"Hey bro," Shego said, walking in, Kim following behind. William shut the door behind them, nodding at his sister without a word.

"Finally!" Jim exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement. "What took you so long?"

"We…uh…" Kim looked at Shego, blushing. "We…got stuck in traffic."

"Traffic," Jim stated, shaking his head. "Uh huh. Whatever. You're here now, and that's all that matters." He motioned towards a pair of seats. "Sit. We have some things to discuss….before."

Shego and Kim sat, looking at Jim expectantly. Tim and the Wegos came up behind him. Tim handed him a clipboard.

"Okay." Jim said, sitting down in a rolling chair. "This is just a list of questions we have to ask before we go through with the procedure. Just standard health stuff."

"Okay…" Shego said, slightly confused. "Go ahead."

"Any allergies to medication?"

"Uhm….amoxicillin…"

Jim wrote that down, then continued. "Any health conditions, such as heart disease, diabetes, or cancer?"

"No…"

He suddenly blushed, scratching his head idly. "Uhm…any sexually transmitted diseases?"

Shego and Kim both stared at him. He finally looked up, nervous. "Uhm…answer the question please."

Shego looked over at Kim, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "Yeah, Tweeb, I have the clap."

He coughed loudly, shocked. "You do?"

"No." She smiled slyly. "No, I don't Jim. Just wanted to see the look on your face."

"Bitch…." He muttered, tossing the clipboard onto a table. "We're done."

"Now what?"

"Now? You just sit where you are. We'll do the rest." He paused. "Kim, you may want to move away…we don't know what the reaction will be."

"O…kay…" Kim said cautiously. "What do you mean, reaction?"

"Flailing limbs, screaming….stuff like that."

Kim heard Shego swallow hard. She looked at her, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "It'll be okay."

"I know." Shego whispered.

Kim let go of her hand, and moved aside. The Tweebs and Wegos went over to the machine, and started setting it up. A few minutes later, they looked up at Shego. "Ready?"

She hesitated before nodding. "Yeah…"

"Brace yourself."

They started up the machine, and hit the button. The thin blue ray shot out of the device, hitting Shego in the chest. She gasped, gritting her teeth. It was cold. So cold.

The ray disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Everyone looked at Shego expectantly.

She shuddered, fighting off the cold. But, other than the freezing temperature, she didn't feel any different. The cold subsided a bit, and she held out her arms in front of her. She stared at her skin, confused.

"Fuck…" She heard Jim murmur to himself. She wished she hadn't heard him, as it only further proved what she already knew.

Her skin was as white as snow, just as it had been for the past three years. She didn't even bother trying to access her powers. She knew they weren't there.

The ray had failed. She remained the same as she had for years. No green, no plasma, no warmth. Just humanity.

"Goddamn it…" She whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. She bit her lip, refusing to let herself cry, even though she so desperately wanted to.

Kim stared at her brothers and the Wegos, furious. "You said it would work!"

"We…"

She held up her hand. "No. Just…no." She walked over to Shego, helping her to her feet. "Come on Sara. We're going home."

"I thought…" Shego began, still immensely confused. Kim shushed her softly, feeling her heart break. She led her out of the room, not bothering to look back as she slammed the door shut.

"I'm so sorry Sara." Kim said as soon as they were back in their car. She looked over at her lover, concern shining in her eyes.

"It's…it's okay." Shego choked out, trying to hide her disappointment. She was failing at it.

"No…it's not. I thought…I thought it would work." Kim said sadly, shaking her head. "I'm going to kill the Tweebs for this…"

"Don't….it wasn't their fault." Shego said softly. "They couldn't have known."

"I know…" Kim replied, starting the car, backing out of the driveway. "That doesn't make it any less disappointing."

"Can we just….just go home?" Shego asked, feeling her walls start to crumble down. Kim looked over at her, sadness in her gaze.

"Yeah, Sara. Yeah, we can."

"What are the reports?" The man asked, lounging back in his chair.

The short, timid man walked up to his desk, holding out a paper to the dark man. "Here….here you go, Sir."

The dark man reached out, taking the paper from the man. "Thank you, Elliot. You are dismissed."

The timid man sighed in relief, scurrying off to get as far away from his master as possible. The dark man paid him no mind, instead turning his attention to the report he held in his hands.

The video feed indicates that the Possible's and Go's attempt was a failure. The machine did not work, as evidenced by the lack of change in Ms. Go. Why it did not work is still unknown.

Slowly, a sly smile began to form on the dark man's lips, something that rarely happened.

"It didn't work…" He whispered, the smile growing bigger. "Didn't…work…"

He reached out, pressing a button on his intercom system. "Mr. Kazuki?"

"Yes sir?" The voice on the intercom answered.

"Please come in." the dark man said, leaning back in his chair. "We have much to discuss."