Pain

Rating: T, M (Depends...)

Pairing: KiGo

Summary: Shego's in pain and calls Kim one night.

A/N: Another One-Shot... Might, MIGHT, turn into a short story.

Don't own the show. Pointless to sue, don't got money.

Enjoy. ^^


The ringing of her cell phone was what woke Kim up. She let out a groan as she rolled onto her back and grabbed the offending thing off her night stand,

"Hello?" She asked groggily, sitting up on the edge of her bed and rubbing her eyes.

"H-hey... Princess... It's uh-"

"Shego?" Kim asked, opening her eyes and looking at the clock, wondering why her enemy would call at three in the morning.

"Um... I was, uh... Would you um... Mind if I... Came over? For a minute?"

The silence that followed those questions was so tense that Kim could have sworn she could actually feel it. Her mouth dropped open and her throat was instantly dry. Shego wasn't the type of person to ask for anything, let alone ask if she could come over. Over all, though they had each others number, they never talked out side of work; it just wasn't something they did. But now, now the older woman sounded as if she was in pain, or just down right broken.

"Um... Yeah, sorry. Never mind. I'll see you later Kim."

It wasn't till the line went dead that Shego's words finally made sense. The redhead cursed as she realized that she had taken too long to respond and Shego had assumed that she was being told no. Jumping out of bed, she made a dash for her closet. She switched out of her sweat pants and tank top (Her pajamas) and into jeans and a t-shirt. She slipped on her shoes, grabbed her phone and keys, and jumped out her window.

She ran down the street, past Ron's and more into town. Another thing they knew was were each other lived. It wasn't hard to know where Kim lived, of course, but it was if you were trying to find Shego.

Past the mall, turn right, then left, then right again and she was standing in front of Shego's apartment complex. She took the stairs two at a time up to the fourth floor, her adrenaline rush wouldn't let her sit in the elevator and wait three minutes to get there. She jogged down the hallway and turned right, stopping in front of room 426. She knocked gently but Shego didn't answer, she knocked again and heard something fall, followed by Shego's voice cursing.

Minutes past by and she reached up to grab the spare that Shego left on the top of the door frame. She had rigid it so that the key was hidden better, though Kim could still find it. She opened the door slowly, hoping Shego would be waiting on the other side of it.

What greeted her though, wasn't what she was expecting. There were scorch marks all over the wall, indents from where Shego had scratched with her claws. The living room was just destroyed, there was no way of fixing anything in there. The TV was broken, a kitchen knife sticking out of the glass. It just got worse as she walked down the hall towards the closed bedroom door. There was no way in hell that the place would be fixed without spending some money on it.

Kim opened the door to see Shego laying on her back, staring at the ceiling. She was wearing black sweat pants with a emerald green sports bra. Bandages lined her torso, as well as her left forearm and around her neck, while her breathing was laced with pained whimpers.

"Shego?"

Shego turned to look at the hero standing in the doorway, a pained smirk on her face, "Sorry Princess... Didn't mean to make you have to come and check on me..." The older woman rolled over and got off the bed. She stood up slowly and carefully walked over to her bathroom, swaying slightly.

Kim watched as her greatest enemy had to lean heavily on the door frame for a few minutes before she could gain enough energy to move fully into the small space. The redhead could see blood leaking through the bandages and looked at the bed, where a pool of the crimson liquid rested. She heard the shower turn on and clothing being removed. She walked over just in time to see Shego pull the curtain back and step into the tub. A pained yelp excapted and Kim had to dash over and catch Shego before she could hit her head on the wall behind her.

"Shego."

"Leave me alone."

"Shego, what happened?"

"I picked a fight, what do you care? Leave me alone." Shego snapped, carefully standing up and pushing the teen hero away from her. She dug her nails forcefully into the wall to keep her balance as she let the hot water soak her hair and rinse her body.

"Shego."

"I came home to find something in my house. I have no idea what it was, but whatever it was for it was good at, and what it was good at was kicking my ass, ok? I had just barely gotten the bandages on when you knocked."

"Why didn't you answer?"

Shego turned her head, and Kim could see the hurt and pain in her eyes; though she knew that Shego was trying to hide it. The raven haired woman looked away again as she slowly unwrapped the bandages, tossing them into the trash can in the corner of the room.

"Oh god. Shego." Kim stated, looking at the other woman's back. It wasn't just cut, it was shredded.

"Ignore it. By the time I'm out of the shower it'll look better." Shego murmured, grabbing her shampoo and starting to clean her hair. She winced, and let out a silent whimper when the soap hit her back, but she braved through it and several minutes later she was clean.

She was right, when she was done, her back looked more as if someone had slashed at her skin with a knife.

"Why are you still here Pumpkin? You can leave."

"You're hurt."

"And it's not your problem. Leave."

"No."

"Princess."

"I will not." Kim stated soundly, "You surprised me when you called, I didn't mean to reject you."

"Phft. Whatever." Shego stated, grabbing a towel and drying off. She then carefully re-bandaged her wounds and headed towards her bed. The pool of blood had dried enough that she could take the bedding off. She dropped it in the shower and lit it on fire with her plasma. She stood and watched, then turned the shower on to wash away the ashes.

Next to be lit up was the bed as Shego headed for her closet. She put on jeans and a shirt before leaning against the door frame, watching her bed burn slowly. Before it ould catch anything else on fire, she opened her window and threw it out side; where it had started to rain.

"Shego."

"What?" Shego murmured, looking out her window.

"Come home with me."

"Why?"

"You need rest, and there's no where to sleep here."

Shego sighed and nodded as she turned and followed the teen hero out of her apartment. The walk back to Kim's was slow, and half way there the hero had to wrap an arm around Shego's waist to keep her up. The redhead could feel the blood that was slowly starting to soak through the bandages and started to walk faster. When they got into her house, Kim sat her down at the kitchen table and went looking for her mother.

Her mother was just about finished getting ready for work when Kim found her. She explained what happened as fast as she could, and asked her mother if she could stitch Shego up before leaving for the day. Needless to say, Ann didn't have to be asked twice.

Shego watched in silence as Dr. Possible worked on each one of her wounds. She shook her head and backed away when the doctor tried to reach for the bandages around her neck and forearm.

"I got these before the fight at my house... They're fine..." She cleared her throat and looked away from the two redheads, "Thank you."

"Your welcome." Ann stated, making them breakfast before leaving.

Shego ate slowly, trying to hold back a wince every time she swallowed. Kim noticed and wanted to ask what happened, but fought back the urge; she was already pushing her luck and didn't want to piss the plasma wielding woman off. When they were done, Shego surprised Kim by taking both of their plates and washing them, setting them back where they belonged once they were clean.

Kim shook it off and lead Shego to her room. She lied her down in her bed and covered her with the blanket. Shego rolled onto her stomach to ease the pain she felt in her back and closed her eyes, drifting off into a dreamless sleep. Kim sat on the edge of her bed and watched the older woman sleep for a few minutes before getting ready for school; leaving a note for her father to let him know Shego was there.


A/N: Ok... I hate my muse. She popped back up and made me dream about this happening yesterday and last night. I tried working on another story, but couldn't think of anything till this was done... There will be more... not sure how much though...

Hope you enjoyed. ^^