A/N all right...Here is the deal on this story...My muse decided to pay me a visit at work one day and this was the result...If you don't understand what's going on..don't worry..all will be explained in the next chapter...The M Rating I gave this piece was due to blood and mild language..figured better safe then sorry...that's all for now

A loud rumble echoed down the hallways and corridors of the lair until it reached Drakken and Shego's ears. "What was that noise Shego?"

"I don't know doc, I would guess it was something heavy falling over" Shego responded with a thinly masked sigh of frustration. Sometimes Drakken really got on her nerves with questions that bordered on imbecilic.

"Go check it out would you Shego. I hope it wasn't mothers china cabinet, she would kill me if anything happened to it." Drakken turned and started to rummage through a pile of rubble seeking out anything salvageable.

"Then why do you have it here anyway? You know that every time we try something, Princess and the buffoon always come and blow up the place" Shego called over her shoulder as she started for the corridor that streamers of dust were now emanating from

"Curse you Kim Possible, every time you blow up one of my lairs I have to start my CCR collection all over again!" Drakken muttered under his breath as he flipped a broken CD case over his shoulder and dug deeper into the pile.

Shego walked along the corridor fuming. Princess had beaten them again, though that was hardly a surprise these days, but why did the buffoon always have to go and 'accidentally' hit the self destruct button? Why did Drakken continue to put those on easily accessible places anyway? She had just lost yet another entire wardrobe to those two and custom made jump suits weren't cheap these days. Silently she thanked the powers that be that she had bought her own place last month and moved most of her stuff there to prevent these kinds of things from happening.

She stepped around a corner and groaned in aggravation. A section of the ceiling had collapsed and blocked most of the corridor, right in front of her quarters! "I swear Ill get those two for this next time, their butts are mine!" Stepping foreword to survey the damage, she was startled to hear moaning

coming from the pile. Side stepping around a large piece of the ceiling, she moved foreword on cats paws trying to determine the source of the sounds.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw blonde hair and an arm sticking out the mass of broken concrete and re-bar. She approached slowly fearful of what she might find, hoping that the person in there wasn't who she thought it was. Her heart dropped like a stone when she finally saw his face. What the hell is he doing here? I thought he left with Princess Crouching down next to him, she brushed a bit of hair away from his eyes.

"Help me"

The voice that issued from his mouth was weak and frighteningly shallow. His hand, which up till that time had been moving slightly suddenly fell limp and his eyes closed slowly.

"Hey Doc, get your blue butt over here, we have a serious problem!" She turned back to the prone figure in front of her and started feeling his wrist for a pulse. She breathed out a sigh of relief as she managed to find it. It was weak, but it was there. She checked the large purple bump on his head and

decided that it wasn't life threatening. She started to pull some of the rubble off his body as Drakkens foot steps approached the corner of the corridor she was in.

"what's wrong Shego? It was mothers china cabinet wasn't it" Drakken whined. He stepped around the corner and froze trying to comprehend what his eyes were telling him. The roof had collapsed and Shego was pulling debris off of what looked like a body. It took a moment to realize whose body it was trapped under thousands of pounds of broken concrete. "What is he doing here Shego" He ran foreword and started to try and help her get Stoppable out of the mess he had gotten himself into. His foot suddenly slipped as he was picking up a large piece and he crashed to the floor. Picking himself up he searched for what had caused his sudden loss of traction. His brain threatened to shut down as he saw blood leaking from under the pile.

"Hurry Shego. He's bleeding!" Franticly the two doubled their efforts to extract the teen from what was threatening to become his death. No words were spoken between them as they threw all their bodies had to give into extricating the young man. Finally they managed to pull him free and the pile collapsed in upon its-self again where his body had been not moments before. Drakken started to check him to see where the blood was coming from when he turned around and retched violently.

Shego looked at her boss wondering what was going on. "What's up Doc?" She hated to use such a cliche line in moments like this but it usually helped to lighten his spirits and made him easier to deal with. Her only response was Drakkens hand pointing shakily towards Ron's lower body. Turning to look, she felt her stomach tighten and had to force the bile back down to where it belonged.

Ron's left leg was so horribly mangled from the knee down, it didn't even look like a human appendage any more. Blood was quickly forming a pool as it leaked from the shredded flesh. She couldn't even tell what was supposed to be his foot and what was his leg, it was all just a wadded up mess. She shook herself back to reality. "Drakken, grab some towels, we have to try and stop this bleeding...Drakken!...DRAKKEN!"

Finally the blue man seemed to recover from stupor and regain his whits. "What?"

"GO GET SOME TOWELS OR SOMETHING AND WARM UP THE HOVERCRAFT! We have to get him to a hospital!" Shego turned back to Ron's body and wracked her brain to remember the Combat Medicine course she had taken.

Drakken ran back to the main room and began his frenzied search for anything made of fabric. "What the hell" He exclaimed as he ran from crate to crate. "Why did that have to happen to him! FINALLY!" He gathered an armload of towels and sheets from a shattered storage crate and delivered them to Shego before making a mad dash to the small hanger bay where the hover craft was hidden from the explosion. After checking all the vital components he fired it up

and maneuvered it into the main room.

Using her plasma, Shego carefully cut away Ron's pants leg and what remained of his boot. She wrapped the decimated appendage as carefully as she could and pressed it tight to the spots that were bleeding the worse trying to stave off the flow. Her hand hit something hard in one of the pockets on his right leg. Fishing around in the pocket, she hoped that it was what she thought it was. With a triumphant shout she pulled Ron's communicator free. At least she could call Ron's computer friend for help, he had to help her...right? She shoved the device into her body suit and laid out a sheet to put his body on so they could carry him more easily. Drakken came around the corner just as she had finished laying the sheet out. "Help me get him on here, we can use it as a stretcher."

Gingerly the two of them picked up his body and maneuvered it over the sheet. Ron's shattered leg twitched suddenly as his muscles reacted to his brain trying to regain control. His eyes flew open as a guttural scream of pure anguish erupted from his lips shocking the two villains turned rescuers, causing them to drop him when he was still suspended between them evoking another scream before he lapsed into unconsciousness again. Shakily they positioned him in the middle of the sheet and picked up the makeshift stretcher.

Moving as quickly as possible they made their way to the main room and loaded him into the waiting hover craft. Drakken bent over Ron's still form as Shego took the controls. Carefully piloting through the lair, she prayed that the hanger doors were still open. The hover craft emerged in the hanger bay and she thanked her lucky stars as the cool night air blew in from outside. She gunned the engines to maximum power and launched the craft into the sky.

As soon as they were air borne she flipped the safety override for the engines and cranked the throttle as far as it would go. She pulled the communicator from her suit and stared at it. "No labels on the buttons" she cursed to herself. "How the hell do I make an outgoing call with this thing." She started randomly pressing buttons until, much to her relief, the computer geeks face adorned the screen.

"Hey Ron" Wade replied not bothering to glance at the screen on his desk as he finished making arrangements for Ron's pick-up from the latest mission.

"What?"

Wade jerked his head around as he recognized Shego's voice. What is she doing with Ron's communicator? This isn't good "What's going on Shego? Why do you have Ron's communicator?"

"All right nerd linger, I'm only gonna say this once so take notes because I don't have time for twenty questions" she looked pointedly at the round face on the screen. "Stoppable has been hurt...bad. Massive damage to his lower left leg and foot. I've stopped the bleeding but I don't know how long its gonna hold. He has a nasty head wound, maybe a concussion, we are trying to keep him awake. He's borderline on going into shock, we are doing what we can but we have limited resources. You need to clear the air space between us and Middleton Hospital. Are you getting all this?"

Wade nodded as his fingers flew over the keyboard, all emotion gone from his face. He had a feeling this wasn't a trap.

"Good. Notify the hospital to get the ER team ready. Have them clear us room in the parking lot. ETA 15 minutes if the engines hold out that long."

Wade looked up from his keyboard. "Is that the whine I'm hearing?"

Shego was beyond annoyed, she was trying to save Stoppable's life and this recluse of a computer geek was asking about the engines. "Yeah, they don't seem to like running at 120% for this long. Now get your head in the game, we don't have a lot of time." She was interrupted by Drakken shouting at the back of the hovercraft.

"Shego! He's bleeding again and I cant stop it! We don't have any more clotting agent on board!"

"Check under the console, I think I saw some in there" she called over her shoulder before turning back to the black device in her hand.

Wade shifted in his chair as he finished communications with the hospital. "Shego, pull the cord out of the back of the communicator and connect it to the data port on the hovercraft, Ill fly you in on remote." This was serious and he knew it. He had never seen Shego look as deadpan as she did right now.

Flecks of blood covered what he could see of her face and she hadn't even bothered to wipe them off. Ron's life was hanging in the balance and he felt like he wasn't doing enough.

She looked at him in mild shock but followed his directions. Can he really do that? "Good to go," she announced as the plug slid home and clicked in place.

"I've got you on GPS, taking over flight control...now. Go back and help Drakken, Ill handle things from here. The hospital is ready and waiting for you and the air space is clear." Wades hand glided over the keys as he adjusted the altitude. He shunted power and coolant from the non-vital systems feeding it all into the engines taking the power output way past redline.

Shego stumbled a bit as the hovercraft surged foreword, picking up more speed. The whine from the engines reached a frenzied pitch and she prayed that the young super genius knew what he was doing. She knelt next to the blonde form on the floor and checked his pulse again. It was getting weaker and she didn't know how much longer he was going to hold out.

"I couldn't find any more clotting agent and he's loosing a lot of blood!" Drakken was worried. He wanted to beat Possible, but not like this, never like this. He had always respected Ron for doing the things he did despite having no ability what so ever for it.

Shego grimaced as she saw the pool at the teens feet getting steadily larger. We aren't going to make it in time, He's lost too much blood Green plasma flared to life at her finger tip and she pressed it to the wound tract cauterizing the leaking blood vessels. Ill be damned if I'm going to let Kimmie hold

this over my head

Ron moaned as the stench of burned flesh reached his nostrils. HIS FLESH his mind screamed at him. Flashes of Shego's and Drakkens faces assaulted his eyes. He had to get away from them but his body refused to move. Splinters of pain radiated up his leg as the vehicle he was riding in lurched suddenly underneath him. Where was Kim? Why wasn't she fighting off Drakken and Shego? What were they doing to him? He closed his eyes wanting nothing more then to go to sleep. The pain in his leg started to subside as his body relaxed.

"Stay with us Stoppable, I'm not letting you go that easily" Shego screamed at him. She put her fingers to his neck but felt nothing. "WAKE UP DAMN YOU!" She charged her fist with a low dose of plasma and slammed it into his chest. "WAKE UP!" Her fist slammed home again.

"I've got a pulse" Drakken exclaimed as he bent over Ron's leg again.

Shego sat back on her heels wiping her face on her sleeve. She covered his body with another blanket and went back to the communicator. "Patch me through to Kim."

"One second" Wade replied through tight lips. He made another flight correction before transferring the feed to Kim. "Done. Kim and her mother have been advised of Ron's condition and are already en-route." He had used the communicators remote camera to monitor Ron and scan his body. To say the results worried him would have been a grosse understatement. The extent of the damage to Ron's leg had made his blood run cold. No chance of repairing wounds that extensive. Ron was going to loose his foot and lower leg, and Wade knew it.

Shego steadied herself as Kim's image appeared on the small screen. This wasn't going to be easy.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS SACRED IS GOING ON SHEGO!" Kim's voice erupted from the devices speakers. "What the hell did you do to Ron?"

"First off we didn't do anything to Stoppable, a section of the roof collapsed on him back at the lair. What he was doing there I don't know, I thought he had left with you. Second, He's hurt really bad. Major damage to his left leg and foot and some trauma to his head. We are almost to the hospital, your hacker friend is piloting."

Kim's face paled as Shego's words hit home. If it wasn't for Wade contacting her first she would have thought it was some plot of Drakkens to capture her. Her hands were still trembling from the images Wade had showed her. Ron's normally peach skin had been ash white and there was a pool of blood the size of a beach ball at his feet. She had watched as Shego cauterized his leg, Ron's moans sending another torrent of tears down her cheeks.

The Possibles station wagon tore down the highway, its speedometer pegged out at over 100 mph. Anne Possible had a vise grip on the steering wheel as she weaved around and between cars. Wades message to Kim had hit like a sledge hammer. Ron was injured and dying! He was a son to her even though she had not borne him into this world. She had called the hospital to verify that they were ready for Ron's arrival and was relived that there were outside waiting for him.

She swerved suddenly as a strange vehicle roared past them not 10 feet off the ground. -That must be them- Relief flooded her body for a brief moment until she noticed that the exhaust vents on the rear of the hovercraft were glowing hot enough to light up the dark road ahead of her. Her foot buried the

accelerator into the carpet as a lane opened up in front of her. As they came over the top of another hill she darted for the exit to the hospital and slammed on the brakes careening into the parking lot just as the hovercraft was touching down. Both doors on the car flew open and the red heads took off at

a dead run.

"Get that damned stretcher over here! That's the third time I have had to restart his heart!" Shego grabbed the corners of the blanket Ron was laying on and carefully slid it across the blood streaked floor of the small craft. With the help of the orderlies she transferred him to the waiting stretcher. Her body collapsed onto the floor utterly exhausted. Had they made it in time? Was he going to live? Questions crashed around in her mind as she watched Ron's body being rushed into the building followed by a crowd of hospital staff and a near hysterical red headed cheerleader. She managed to turn her head enough to see Drakken curled up in the corner sucking his thumb. She honestly wouldn't have believed that he could have handled that as well as he did if she hadn't been there to see it. Where did he keep that will and determination bottled up when he was trying to take over the word or fighting Kimmie? Guess i don't know him as well as I thought

She closed her eyes for a moment to collect herself. They had to get out of there. Global Justice would be coming any minute to haul her and Drakken away and she wasn't in any kind of mood to deal with them.

"Shego?" Wades voice called her attention back to reality.

Using the side of the craft as a support, she managed to lever herself off the floor and over to the seat. She sat down heavily and picked up the communicator off the floor. "Yeah?" She barely had enough energy to talk much less be her usual charming self. The 20 minute flight from the lair to the hospital had completely drained her.

"I just got word from Kim, you got him there just in time. They have managed to stabilize him somewhat, meaning he is not in any immediate danger. A few minutes more and we would have lost him." Wade looked at the image of Shego on his screen. He was glad that he hadn't notified the authorities of the situation. What he had seen Shego and Drakken do for the past 15 minutes was beyond the realm of comprehension and they deserved a break more then anyone.

Shego laughed dryly. "You were the one driving, we would still be flying if I had been in control." She thought for a moment. "The engines are fried aren't they?"

"To say the least. I am amazed they lasted that long with that much power going through them." Wade contemplated before speaking, his fingers dancing on the keyboard again. "Just sit tight Shego, I'm having the hospital send some people out to get Drakken and yourself. Both of you are completely worn out. And don't worry, I never notified GJ or the police so you are safe."

She had to admit, this Wade character knew how to get the job done. No wonder Princess relies on him so much "Thanks, I think I am going to sleep now" she muttered before letting the communicator slip from her fingers and closing her eyes. Today sucked