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Maternal Instincts

The day had been going really slow, Wade hadn't found anything out of the ordinary, and Ron, who was usually good company, just seemed to get on her nerves today.  She had tried to brush it off as the products of her stress-filled day, but that didn't seem to be the reason for her annoyance towards the rest of the world.  Something very serious was bugging her. 

Yesterday, while in the midst of a heated battle between herself and her archrival Shego, she had gotten a brutal wake-up call.  But what resonated in her head the most was what the woman had said to her before tagging her with a painful kick to the ribs.

'It's sad, really,' Shego had recalled in between two jabs, 'what people say behind your back; maybe you should listen and take their advice.'  She had had to bite her lip to cut off a retort that was brewing in the pit of her stomach.  Of course, the pause had been enough for Shego to plant a solid kick against her stomach.  While she recovered, coughing and gasping for the air that had been knocked out, Shego had picked up what she'd come for and high-tailed it. 

Very rarely was she ever bested, and when it happened… she felt that she was inferior… and she resented that feeling.  However, when Shego took off with a rather plain pair of knives, Kim had been a little angry and embarrassed.

"… and so Rufus and I where like …" Glancing across the table at Ron, smiling and as happy as a lark, only made her all the more angry.  Usually the kid made her smile, lightening her mood, but this was different.

"Hey, Ron," she interrupted, pretending to be genuinely apologetic for the interruption, "I just remembered that I had a report due tomorrow… that I haven't yet started."  Without waiting for Ron to reply, she started scooping up her book bag and made for the door of the Bueno Nacho.

Albeit the sun was shining and the weather was a little warmer than usual, Kim felt chilled to the bone.  Taking her time to walk home, she gave herself the time to think about Shego's words.  Leave it up to her to hit the soft spot on her pride. 

Home lay ahead, so she mentally prepped herself to hide her turmoil behind a mask made up of her normal persona. 

Stepping lightly over the various parts of one of Drakken's newest contraptions, Shego used her self-taught stealth that Drakken had chided her about numerous times to avoid detection until she was home-free.

It started to get old when he asked her where she went off to every time she wanted to get out and go off into the world as a normal person once in a while.  Excuses weren't her thing, and she'd been slowly running out of places to lie about being at. 

Anonymousy was important now, so she'd thrown on some jeans, a sweatshirt, pinned her hair up, and slipped on a pair of fake glasses.  The disguise worked well enough in public, but that was not where she was headed with the knives and bag of various articles of clothing.

Calling a cab into town, she dwelled on the usual words she and Kim Possible had exchanged yesterday, with a short provocative comment slipped in.  She'd definitely pushed some buttons, and it made her feel all the more smug.  It was rare she could get something off and win without being shot down.  Then again, she usually only did these things for Drakken… having done this for another person entirely had given her reason to win the fight. 

Hailing the cab down when it took the last curve, headlights flooding the road with a sickly yellow light, Shego slipped inside with a satisfied grin and focused on the job at hand.

Morning came all too soon, and Kim nearly fell out of bed feeling for the snooze button.  Unfortunately, the near-fall woke her up, so she gruffly pulled herself through her morning routine.  Running through her school day with a fresh, clean slate (although her mind kept wandering back to Tuesday and the freak encounter with Shego), she finally got a hit from Wade.

"Hey Wade!  What's the sitch?"  Pretty much back to normal, she didn't let her mind wander at the moment.  Well, that was until Wade replied.

"Hey, Kim.  Seems Shego's at it again.  Bet you can't guess where at…"  Kim immediately felt her stomach clench in the most painful knot.  Shego.

"No, you've got me there," she faked a smile and a laugh.

"Some cheap clothing store.  What's with Shego?  First that knife shop… now clothes."  He stuck out his tongue in concentration as his fingers typed over his keyboard to (seemingly) bring up more information.  "I've been tracking her movements since Tuesday, and she seems to make a lot of runs to some out-of-the-way warehouse just outside town.  Maybe you should investigate."  Kim knew it wasn't a question. 

Nodding in affirmation, Kim waited until Wade cut the connection until she pocketed the Kimmunicator.  As much as she hated to leave Ron behind, she wanted this to be a one-on-one mission.  Questions needed answering, and she wasn't sure that she wanted her friend there when it happened.

"I've gotcha."  She replied absently, waiting patiently for her transportation to arrive.