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Kim Possible is not mine.

So yeah TOTALLY got distracted yesterday from doing a chapter for Counter Act . . .

And wrote this depressing thing.

ENJOY 3

Prime Time of Your Life/ The Brainwasher/ Rollin' & Scratchin'/ Alive – Daft Punk

"Ron I am running ahead after Shego! Stay safe!" I yelled as I ran out from under the rain and into the previously empty warehouse. I knew he and Rufus would be okay. They are always okay. Things always worked out in the end. It pays to be the good guy.

I was soaked strait through. All the lights dim. A trail of water leads around an aisle of miscellaneous containers.

'That woman never pays attention to details. She is way too impatient.'

Diligently, I followed this trail knowing it would eventually end at my destination.

I crept around a corner and spied the green and black asymmetrical cat suit. My heart, lungs, and brain froze function for a moment. I am not allowed the opportunity to look enough. I wasn't going to let this one pass or the next one either. So I observed.

She is beautiful.

Shego, that is.

The woman is leaning back against a shelf and looked prepared to maul the next person who caught her line of site. A puddle was formed around her. Her long dark hair looked drenched. Some of it clung to her face and neck. Her skin appeared moist; drops of water were rolling down her body musically. Her breath was ragged. The fast expanding of her chest drew my eyes for a moment but I was pulled back up to her eyes which darted about.

I yearned for those eyes to look back at me. To see those emeralds orbs look at me with the same amount of feeling as I continue to hide would petrify me. She could have me do anything if it meant that she would look at me like I look at her.

I am ashamed of my weakness. For awhile I ignored it and tried to tell myself it was just a crush and that I wouldn't be so easy. But I am. For her I am. For her I am anything. Now I am her enemy and rival. She hasn't told me to be anything other wise. The few times she asks me to join her in evil doing I know she really didn't want me too. I knew it would disappoint her.

'I need to move. She will eventually start looking for me.'

But I couldn't. I just looked on at her with a swelling heart and desire.

All I wanted to do right now was step into view. I would walk up to her. Kiss her in the most demanding way. I would have her know how I love her and how I lust for her.

"Where the hell is she?" I heard her speak softly. She is waiting for me to appear. The sultry tone is unmistakable. Her voice was music to my ears. I could pick her voice out in a crowd of yelling people.

She stepped away from the object she was leaning on. She took a few more steps closer to my hiding place; causing my pulse to jump start. I began to sweat.

My body always reacted badly to her. If she was to far away from me my body would try to get closer while my mind screamed like a fan girl. If she was to close my body would set off all kinds of alarms trying to get away. It didn't know what it would do to her if we got to close. All the while my brain is still screaming but not like a fan girl. More like bloody murder.

Then I saw a flash of green.

I reacted before I even had a moment to think. I rolled out into her view as the shelf I hid behind blew apart. I steeled my eyes.

"What are you doing sneaking around and hiding, Kimmie?" Shego drawled; amusement in her voice. I sent a hard smile her way.

"I don't know. I was trying to dry out." Obviously not the truth.

Shego, predictably ignited her hands in that eerie green fire that seduced me at times. She smirked at me.

"Well I couldn't have helped you with that one!" And so we began to dance.

I would have allowed myself to marvel at her grace if I wasn't going to loose some teeth or walk away with a crooked nose. So I fought back.

I dodge her claws and kneed her in the gut, wishing I could rub it. She knocked my feet from under me. She crawled above me and I caught her wrists as she swung at me with her fists. She had the upper hand. Damn gravity. Shego looked breath taking. Sadistic though in the lime light of her powers. The hairs on my hands were standing on end from the warmth those powers exude.

She always was so enthusiastic to fight me. I know from past experiences she didn't want to wreck me. Which was very sweet on her behalf, because in the beginning when she saw me as a nothing but a threat she would do whatever she needed to get me out of the picture. Unless it was too much work. Her lethargic tendencies were very conveninat. I know she has a soft spot for me. Yet I hope that instead of a soft spot it could be one big whole that I can crawl into, one day.

But I was never much of a star gazer anymore. And like the stars, Shego was abit of my reach.

I hate being such a closet romantic.

As we struggled with each other on the concrete floor I also battled with the desire to kiss her and or hug her. I spied down to her neck for the briefest moment. I felt dishearten by idea of giving her a hickey. I knew that would never happen.

I jerked my head to the right just in time to miss Shego's enflamed fist. It got lodged into the concrete. I would have laughed in triumph. But instead I pushed her away from me. I tumbled away from her.

"Shit!"

Shego easily loosened her hand from the ground and turned to glare at me. She is embarrassed but that was her fault. She lunged at me and I dodged. I heard her cry out as she hit the wall.

I just recently was able to fight the urge to run over to her and help her. I have a scar on my shoulder for surprising her doing that. She has to know I don't think she is weak. I just hate to see her in more pain then required. Or pain period. But Shego is a difficult stubborn person. She makes things difficult for herself when she struggles for independence in everything.

I watched as she breathed heavily and finally stood.

I almost moaned at the sight.

Her hair was a mess and her breath was ragged. We hadn't even had much of a struggle but she already seemed to be breaking a sweat. She looks so damn feral.

"What the fuck is that face for, Possible." Shego hissed. What face?

"What face?" I spoke out loud, confused.

"If you don't quit it, Kim, I am going to have to wipe it off myself and I honestly don't think you would enjoy that." She snapped. I said it before I could even think about it. I blame everything on her addressing me as 'Kim'. I almost melt every time she would say it.

"You never know, Shego, I might like it." That shut her up. And me too.

I can tell you that I am just kicking myself at the moment. I would have given anything for a distraction from the outside world to pop up.

Ron stumbling in on the scene, acting like a bumbling cute guy he is. Drakken calling to Shego that it was time to go. Global Justice busting into the warehouse. Maybe even the actual warehouse exploding. Anything to make this awkwardness subside.

And then the warehouse literally exploded.

I would have been baffled by my wish being granted if I hadn't just flown into some object that had more density than me. It rattled me pretty hard. I fell to the ground and the world spun around me. I felt like my ears had been cupped. I rolled over and wheezed the air out my lung. My whole body froze when I saw a ceiling column tumble downwards towards me. I was slow down a bit by the towering shelves.

I had no time to react my body was still taking in the last impact it made.

I cried out in white hot agony when it crashed onto me. I mostly wished I was already knocked out from it.

I felt like the pain was going to explode from every opening in my body. I was hurt bad. I am sure a few broken ribs and my shoulder and hip aren't probably to hot at the moment.

The pain was phenomenal. Thankful I was laying on the floor. I had more fresh air.

The room was thick with smoke and heat.

I was screaming at myself for not being able to get out from under it. I whimpered and moaned in pain trying to release myself. I tried to push it off but it was to heavy.

I eventually fainted or blacked out for the next thing I knew I was outside under the gray sky. The air was cool and the ground was a bit damp. My whole body hurt. More so around my torso but everything hurt. I felt dull warmth on my face. I eventually opened my eyes entirely. I released a hitch breath as the pain hit me. I wanted to vomit. I am sure I am going into shock.

Shego was looking down at me. Her hand was stroking my cheek. She saw that I was awake and pulled away quickly. She wasn't wearing her gloves.

"I see you're awake, Princess." Her voice was hoarse. Smoke from the explosion probably did that. I didn't really speak back. Shego looked like a mess. Her hair was matted, sticking together in various places. Her left shoulder was exposed from her suit. The suit was chard. Her face had black smudges on it. Her expression was a mix between concern and her trying to look self assured.

She looked over in another direction. I am assuming the blown up warehouse.

"I think your buddies got away safe but I also think that they caused the explosion."

Shego sighed and smiled down at me. That rare smile. I tried to sit up but the my whole body wailed asking for mercy. I felt tears come to my eyes. Shego pushed me gently back to the ground. All I could do was moan softly in pain.

"Don't move or anything. You dislocated your arm. I put in back into place. I am sure you broke a rib or two. You hip may be fractured also." She informed me. I tried to find a more comfortable position by rolling onto my other side. That never even happened though. Moving my shoulder a little made me whimper. Shego pressed my arm into the ground and applied pressure so I couldn't move it at all.

"I said don't move. Just stay calm." She said. Her face softened. Her cool hand returned to my face and began to deftly stroke it. My breathing became more steady as I struggles to keep my cool.

"Quit acting like I am going to strangle you or something. I am not going to kick you while you're down, Kim"

I felt nauseous at her words. Shego looked pretty distraught.

"Shego…I don't think that."

I love her so much. She doesn't even know. She doesn't even fucking know. It hurts me to stop myself from saying it too her. To not scream it to the world. Too her.

I want to say those three words to her all the time.

Every time she says something witty. Every time she laughs at something. Every time she smiles. Every time she drops everything she is doing just to come and duke it out with me. And times like this where she is compassionate and vulnerable. Allowing me to see her heroic side. I love this woman who has saved my life on more than one occasion. And I refuse to tell her because I am a fucking coward.

I don't deserve to love her.

I don't deserve her presence. If she knew how shallow and yellow bellied I am she wouldn't even bother to look at me.

Here come the tears. They were hot as they rolled down my cheek. I shook with misery. Her hand drew back almost immediately.

"Kim? Why are you crying?" Shego asked quickly. I am confusing her. I turned my face away from her to weep in the damp fresh scent grass.

It just isn't right for me to lie like this. It's eating me alive from the inside.

Her arms swept beneath me quickly, I cried out from the movement. Shego wrapped her arms around me. If I wasn't so blinded by my own tears I would have seen her shaking and holding back hers.

"Kim, what is wrong? Tell me now. This isn't like you." Her voice was chocked and rough. I hid my face on her shoulder; my one functioning arm wrapped around her back. She smelled like smoke and sweat.

I know she probably wouldn't hug me like this ever again. But I couldn't pass up this comfort. Her seeing me crying was compromising our already unstable respect for each other.

I shivered when her hand shyly ran through my mucked up hair.

"Shego… I am such a wimp." Is all I could muster. Shego released a sigh.

"Kim Possible, Miss I Can Do Anything? You're not a wimp if you're the same girl, Kimmie." Shego replied softly.

Her chin rest on my head. The comment made me pull away and look at her the best I could. I couldn't see all to well because tears were still pouring from my eyes. She reached over and tried to wipe some away but the gesture made me sob a little more. It almost felt like she was trying to pull me back into her arms.

"Shego. That's not what I mean." Which rewarded me with a bemused chuckled and then a worried a gaze.

"Than what do you mean?" she asked seriously. I feel confident again. I don't know why but I feel like I could really look her in the eye and say what's been on my mind and in my heart.

"Shego. . . I am terrified…" it was just going to be a bumpy confession. I wiped my eyes continuously trying to look less like a mess.

Shego looked deeply into my eyes. It felt like she was closer to my face than before.

"Well . . . I am terrified of . . . of of" my words trail away when movement caught my eye.

I see Ron and a few GJ agents from over Shego's should. They were at least 30 yards away. I see Ron gesture in our direction. They see us. Shego needed to run. I tried to swallow the pain searing through me and scoot away from her but Shego was already crawling after me.

"Ki,m what the hell are you doing? I told you not to move!" She growled as grabbed my waist.

"You need to go away Shego." That came out wrong. Shego let go immediately

"What?" was Shego quiet reply. I wiggled away from her and there was a meter from my feet to her.

"Shego you need to get away from me!" Again with the diarrhea of the mouth.

Shego was frozen there on her knees though. Her hand's reaching out to me as she sat bewildered. I felt myself die a little at the site. I would have gladly gone back to her, if I wasn't trying to save her ass.

A bullet hit the ground I put between me and Shego. That sent the message.

Shego rose to her feet and dodged another bullet.

Then something struck my thigh. I cried out. I held my hand over the epicenter of the pain. Blood poured from under my hand.

"Shit!"

This day was turning out horrible.

"Kim! They SHOT YOU?" Shego was back her side in an instant. I couldn't even see anymore. I breathed heavily through clenched teeth.

My eye ripped open to look hard at her. Shego looked absolutely disgusted and she glared at the nearing law enforcers. She was shaking hard and her fists were beginning to fire up.

"SHEGO!" I roared desperately. She returned to my side; hands extinguished. I reached over with my bloodied functioning hand and held her upper arm as tightly as I could.

"I need you to get out of here." I snarled through my teeth. She gripped my wrist and scowled down at me.

"Kim. I can't leave you with those idiots. You're fucking bleeding every where. I can't believe those bastards fucking shot you. I should be the one with a bullet in me, not you." Shego was starting to stand but I tugged her back down.

"Shego, don't fucking worry about me! Ron will take care of me. Just get out of here."

Shego looked conflicted. She stared down at me for what felt like forever.

If I wasn't frozen in place I would have reassured her with something; and nod or I'll be okay or something. The thief sighed heavily.

"Okay. I will go. If you fucking die, so help me, I will kill them all." Shego held my wrist tightly.

Then Ron was at my side. He ignored Shego and looked at the bullet wound and my slackened state. He lost all color. Shego let go when I wasn't looking at her. And then she was gone.

Ron grasped my hand trying to reassure me. A medical team surrounded me and shooed him away. His hands were so calloused.

They all circled around me asking me things about what had happened. The last thing I remember was a oxygen mask being held to my face and be lifted onto a flat board.

Then I fell asleep.

I feel a wee bit spastic posting this for some reason. Like I have the sudden urge to laugh… I must of hit my head or something.