Usual Disclaimer: Kim Possible and relevant characters in the show are owned by Disney. I claim no ownership of any character except for the short few, outside of the cartoon.

Note: This is a short-story prequel to "Just A Little Vacation" dating several months before the vacation begins. JALV will actually - eventually - get a rewrite to work better with The Dream, this story, and my WIP sequel to the story. In any case, please enjoy and leave feedback.

Jan 07 2017 Update: Fixed a lot of the unnecessary violence that was more distracting than helping the story (Thank you gerbilhunter for feedback). HOPEFULLY I improved the story line. Let me know, everyone :)

~ 01 ~

Whatever her reason for me being here, I'm going to follow through for her. I shouldn't have ever consider it, but here I am. If I'd known what today would bring… well, it doesn't matter, I'm here now. I dress in a vibrant orange and admire the sparkling bracelets and anklets given to me as I'm escorted to my room by the state's finest.

He pulls and shoves me in the direction he wants me to go, making the whole journey an unnecessary display of control. Every second near him sickens me. His bleach-blond hair slicked back and lewd stares made him all the more vile. Disgusting wretch.

The male guard flashes a ridiculous smile and shoves me in my cell.

I growl as I stumble in. The leg chains make me look weak despite my ability to get out of them with little effort. The fact the guard thought he had any real dominance over me is repugnant and adds to my humility. Not because he's a guard, but because he thinks I'm a pushover. Because a young woman, who everybody sees as just a bubbly cheerleader, took me down. If only they knew what Kim could do, what I could do. Princess, you better be worth this bullshit. I shuffle to the bars so the female guard next to the grinning idiot could uncuff my legs and hands. A charade I have to endure for a short while. It won't be long. A day. Just a day. A normal prison. I scoff. I'm actually offended.

I sit on my bed which reeked of failure and unknown body fluids, but one could make obvious guesses. All of them. I wait for 'lights out' that was hours away and ponder over what Kim had in mind. I try to remember our conversation clearly and replay the event from memory. We were at the dock, just looking out at the moonlit water, just having a moment.

~o~

Kim gleamed, "This is nice right?" I scoffed at her like she was out of her mind. She pressed on, "Oh come on, not even a little?"

I weaken, a bit, to her candid question and soft alluring smile. She seemed genuinely curious and somehow we weren't punching each other violently. "A little," I mumbled.

She smiled wider at the sight of me breaking out of my hardened shell. "It is nice." She sat on the railing and patted it for me to join.

"What? With you?" I rolled my hand and pointed at her as if the idea was anything but genuinely inviting. She peeked over her shoulder and rolled her eyes at me while still holding that playful smile. "Fine," I surrendered and joined her. She made me nervous. She was completely derailing me, making feel vulnerable. And then she bumped my shoulder with hers, "Hey!"

She spoke quietly, "Would you relax? We're alone."

We were and I didn't know what she was up to. We weren't fighting. "Why aren't we fighting, again?"

"I don't want to. Isn't this better?" She just stared out over the water and no longer glanced in my direction when she spoke. "I just thought it was nice." Her voice was still low as if raising it would disturb the calm in the air.

"I don't know what we're doing." I was uncomfortable, my body wanted to lash out because that was 'normal'. It was what we usually did. It was our 'thing'.

"We're sitting." She still wasn't looking at me. Her answer was irritating. She stated the obvious like I'm some oblivious buffoon. I was about to shout at her, but as soon as I opened my mouth she shushed me before words came out. She looked at me with a soft smile. "I wanted us to sit together. Just you… and me."

I was stunned, utterly speechless. I veered my eyes to the water, taking in the calm as she did. She shocked me further when she leaned against me and placed a hand on mine. I tensed. "Kimmie?"

"Does it bother you?" I didn't really respond, I just relaxed to the new heat that radiated off of her. "Good."

~o~

I'm taken out of my thoughts as another inmate is thrusted at me by that same abhorrent guard. That same arrogant smile with his pathetically thin lips didn't fail to sicken me a second time. He only made it worse by licking them hungrily in my direction. Repulsive. Absolutely repulsive.

He speaks with a sick grin, "Why don't you girls get to know each other better." He kissed the air twice and laughed as he walked away.

Slime. He's worse than that.

As soon as the new girl was uncuffed, she actually had the ovaries to tell me to get up. "You're in my seat!"

I erupt with immeasurable anger. "Fuck off! AND SHUT UP!" I throw a blast at her chest which shut her up real fast. If experience had taught me anything, it was to shut down confrontation before it really starts. I snicker. It wasn't even that powerful and yet she flew backwards into the bars. Pathetic asshole. Now, back to Kimmie. I release a sigh and close my eyes.

~o~

…

~o~

Son of a fucking BITCH! The new inmate was coming to. She's dazed from my attack and I've made the error of revealing my power to her. Now she's exceptionally annoying.

"How-how-how-how…"

I twitch at each agitating stutter until I couldn't take it any more, "I said shut up!" Silence returns as she watches me rub my temples. Fucking hate prison! Everyone is a goddamn idiot! I, again, think back to last night, or rather, early this morning. I replay the memory from the beginning until reaching where I left off. I need to pass the time and the exercise to drift away in thought was as good a method as any.

~o~

Her hand was on mine and with her gentle hold, even through my glove, made me blissfully ecstatic. Her strawberry hair, both in color and scent, fell on my shoulder. And for the moment, that one moment, I let myself enjoy it and leaned my head against hers. I loved it. I didn't feel… alone. "Alright, it is nice, Pumpkin." She huffed a laugh and smiled big. The moon was unusually bright, almost blinding with its orange hue. It made the water look like dark honey.

"Hey Shego? Can I ask you something?"

"You can, doesn't mean I'll answer."

"I'll take my chances."

"Shoot."

"What do you do on your off time?"

I lift my head, look at her, and questioned if that was all she wanted to know, "That's it?"

"Yeah. Been wondering where you go. You kind of just... disappear."

"Well, yeah, doy, I'm a criminal. Kind of recommended when people are after you." I crane my neck towards her like she should have known better.

Kim sensed my reluctance to answer. "I'm really not allowed to know?"

I sighed, it wasn't like it was personal information. It wasn't as if Kim would find me if I didn't want her to. "I usually head out to a beach, go to a spa, scuba dive, read; you know, just… get away." She looked so peaceful to me, like I just gave her a present the day before her birthday. I was a little ashamed of my delivery, yet she seemed satisfied. I asked her the same, "What about you?" She laughed. "What? I can't know?"

"No, it's just… it's nothing. I don't get much time off. Although, I'm planning something big in a few months. Lots of activities, but maybe I'll set aside some time to relax too."

"Sounds exciting."

Kim laughed again, "To tell you the truth, I'm dreadfully nervous about it."

~o~

I, again, am taken from my thoughts and learn of the inconvenient schedules of this rancid shit hole. I'm first guided to the 'exercise yard' before lunch. Then, all of us prison mates were then taken to monitored showers with minimal warm water. Then we were taken to lunch.

I receive numerous glances from inmates with the thought that I was fresh meat to spoil. Some nod with sneering glares and I prepare myself to give them a rude awakening. Ugh! Why does nobody know who I am? Well, time to send a message to the girls in cell block F. You aren't the only bad girl that doesn't play by the rules. I take a deep breath and upon the very moment they want to play dirty, I quickly spin around, and end the 'confrontation' as quickly as they wanted it to start. It wasn't quite the time passer I was hoping for and it certainly didn't allow me enough time to finish my meal, but that's what happens when we're placed in lockdown.

I'm back in my cell with that annoying buffoon. And where I thought I could get back to minding my own business, my cellmate looks to want to say something. Great, she speaks again.

"I just wanted to know how you did that?"

"I thought I told you to SHUT! UP!" I light up my fists in fury and step toward her. She seems more amazed than scared.

"Whoa, come on, that's some cool shit. How-how is you-" I put out my hands, grab her hair, and slam her thick head against the bars. Maybe it was a bit much, but she's quiet now.

I would have been relieved by the silence if it hadn't been for the disgusting - what I hope is - product in her hair. My hand is trembling with disgust as I raise it to look at the glistening shine coating my fingers. I rush to the sink to wash it. No hot water or pressure, of course not. I set my hand aflame again and burn whatever it is off. I take a breath to calm the rage and stare at the unconscious half-wit and ponder if I can credit her for even half. Time wasn't passing quickly enough, and again, I resort to my memories from the beginning. Why not?

~o~

"To tell you the truth, I'm dreadfully nervous about it." What she said was baffling to me. It's a vacation, time off, time away for you. What was there to be nervous about? I didn't like how oddly cryptic she was being. But I didn't get angry, I couldn't, not with that gentle hold she had on me. "You want to know why?" I nodded. She smiled at me. I'm not used to this and I nervously swallow. She faced the water again, "I'm going to do a lot of thinking on that trip. Really figuring out my life. Really considering options without regrets. But you know what?.. It's silly, nevermind." She chuckled bashfully.

"No, what?"

She looked at me and brushed a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear with that bashful smile, "Sitting here with you, like this, makes me a little more confident." I couldn't hide my blush, especially under that moonlight. I was no closer to understanding what she was going on about, but I gave her a simple nod anyway. My ignorant shake caused her to chuckle shyly again. She was obviously hiding something and specifically something from me. Not knowing was eating at me, but she wasn't ready to tell me and I wasn't going to ruin this. I'd find out eventually, I just needed to wait.

This wasn't like me. I wasn't in control. But maybe I didn't need to be. At least, not then. Although, I must have tensed.

"What's wrong Shego?".

"Nothing. The railing just isn't that comfortable." I lied. It was uncomfortable, but I didn't care about that. Kim's young, a hero, a whole life ahead of her and I'm just going to ruin it if I get myself more involved. And yet, I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop this moment. I needed it. I selfishly needed… her.

Kim sat up and got off the rail and leaned on it instead. I quickly joined her. Her damn smile made me blush again. I couldn't figure out why she had this affect on me tonight. I was always in control, but at the time I couldn't think clearly. No sarcastic comment came to mind, no quip, no tease… nothing. Just honesty.

"So, how are you planning to end the evening, Pumpkin?"

She looked at me with want in her eyes, but suddenly looked like she tried to hide a frown and inched closer to me.

~o~

The buffoon was slowly drifting back into consciousness again. I glare at her, making sure she understands to keep that gaping hole in her face shut. She appears to not know where she is for a moment, looking at her clothing, the room. Why it wasn't immediately obvious baffles me. The sheer stupidity, just baffling. She looks at me, this time, finally, with fear. I crack my knuckles as a warning and she waves her hands in front of me, pleading not to hurt her. Pathetic, I didn't even do that much. I turn away, lean against the wall, and wait. I drift again.

~o~

She slid her hand on mine again, "Just hear me out."

I was confused, what was she talking about? "Hear wha-" Then I felt the handcuffs clamp around my wrist and then around the rail, "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?"

She pleads, "Please! Just hear me out!"

"But-"

"You can easily break out of these, but don't, please. Trust me, just trust me this one time-"

"This, all this was a fucking trick!?"

"NO! NO! NO! Shego, no, please." She placed her hand on my own again and as furious as I was, that gentle touch reassured me.

"Then you better get to the point, Princess!" I angrily hissed the name. I regretted that immediately after seeing her face. I saw her swallow hard in fear. Or maybe it was her own regret for not telling me first. She hesitated. "I'm not patient Ki-"

"I just need this one win. It wasn't a trick, I-I swear, never, not when it comes to this," she motioned to the water and sky. "I really enjoyed tonight… with you." She swallowed again like she was choking back tears, but she stayed composed. "I promise to make it worth it. An-and besides, you'll be breaking out in like a day; make it a day. Just this once? I just didn't want to fight, I didn't want to force you to go to-" A beat. "I-I really enjoyed tonight. Shego…"

"How exactly… are you going to make it 'worth it'?" I calmed a bit more, but it didn't alleviate the tension completely.

"Three umm stay-out-of-jail cards, plus whatever you need, and um, a surprise." She nervously chuckled when she spoke of a surprise. "And those stay-out-of-jail cards, maybe… maybe we can do… something else…" She twirled her fingers around her hair like she was nervous or worried, "...like tonight." She immediately realized what she said, "I-I-I mean without the handcuffs!" Another nervous chuckle, "So..?"

I finally had a quip, "Maybe we can do something with those handcuffs Pumpkin."

She blushed, finally, "Sheegooo…"

"You're right, I'll be out tomorrow. Sooner, if it weren't for your little proposal." This made her smile a little, which gave me a little more confidence she wasn't just fucking me over. "But if you're lying-"

She leaned forward quickly, "I'm not! I promise!"

"Fine."

"Thank you Shego!" She hugged me, I was stunned. She hugged me tightly and I wanted to return the gesture but only one arm was capable of wrapping around that slender waist. I could have kissed her, I could have passionately taken her right then and there. But I restrained myself. I'm not that and I never was. But then she did something shocking, she kissed my cheek, "I'll talk to the police so they don't attack you."

~o~

"LIGHTS OUT!" finally echoed through the prison. No dinner; that's a lawsuit waiting to happen. State prison at its finest.

And that shit-fuck of a guard is back with a perverse smile, eyeing me, "Come on, you need some time in solitary." That fucking grin. Disgusting.

"For what?" I knew it didn't really matter, he'd make something up to have his way.

"How 'bout that blood stain from your girlfriend over there? Now, get up!"

It was time to get the fuck out of here, "Or what? You'll spank me for being bad?" Step one, bait him with a sweet voice.

"That's the idea." He unlocked the cell door. Step two, bait him with a walk.

He cuffs my hands and spanks me, grabbing me roughly. Can he really be that predictable? "Mmm, a real man." Step three, make him think he's in control. Gee, is he going to say 'We haven't even started'?

"We haven't even started." Step four let him lead you to the exits and watch his keys. Make him think you're staring at his crotch. "Can't wait can you?"

"Mm-mmm, it's been a long time." Give him a soft 'Ah!' when he shoves.

"Come on, this way."

We should have taken a left. This prick isn't taking me to solitary and he yanks my arm hard in the direction he wants me to go. "Hey baby, I thought you said solitary."

"Takin' a detour."

He sickens me further. Fucking filth, I'll make sure he can never reproduce. "Hope I can still scream." Hope no one will hear yours.

"Heh, don't worry about that. In here!" He threw me in a room with two other guards and shut the heavy, steel door. Why I was there was obvious and the thought that they've must have done this before to other inmates turned my stomach. "You're new here, so here're the rules. Fight us and we guarantee you'll be filing request forms for a month before you'll ever see one tampon. But we're fair, we're nice guys. Play nice and we'll get in a couple favors for you. And in the future, don't pull that sweet talk'n bullshit again. Don't think for a second you're getting out of here winning; there's three of us and just one of YOU. So, what's it gonna be? Hm?"

The two other guards were already getting ready to take me, rolling up their sleeves and unbuckling their belts. So confident.

"You assholes really don't know who I am, do you?"

"Stories about you were obviously bullshit if a little girl took you in. What's your point?"

Change of plans. I hope Princess doesn't mind waiting just a bit longer. "Well boys, my point is that you really don't know Kim. And…" I grit my teeth and turn around, "...you REALLY pissed me off!" I break free from the cuffs and ensure fear was the last emotion they had before crippling them.

I spend a few moments mapping where I am in my head and quickly figure out the best path to leave.

Thank you for reading! I don't have a lot of time to proof read this story. I've gone over it many times, but I've gotten to a point where asking for your feedback would benefit me more - and to some degree will benefit you guys too. Let me know what is really awkward and I'll fix it up :)