Disclaimer: So I guess I forgot to put this in before, but really I can't believe it needs to be said: I do not own Kim Possible or any related characters. Heck, I don't even really own the concept of the story; everyone has lost a family member, and well...we've all read KiGo before. This story is merely written as a way for a grieving family member to cope with their loss. With super-powered/crime-fighting lesbian subtext XD. (I'm glad I can start cracking jokes again).

Back to the story!

Crying.

Heart wrenching sobbing.

That was the only sound that filled the lair for almost an hour. It was the kind of crying that can only be made by someone with something freshly broken inside. And it was coming from the indomitable Kim Possible.

Dr. Drakken was shocked and slightly humbled.

Shego was heartbroken. Saddened that something could bring her greatest rival down so far. The fact that it was from something completely unrelated to her stung her pride. Granted, she never wanted to do THIS to Kimmie.

Ron Stoppable was just glad that his girlfriend was finally letting the tears fall. Even if it was Shego of all people that finally got to comfort her.

"Here you go...uh, sidekick," Drakken muttered from behind Ron.

"Its Ron, is that really so hard to remember?" Queried Ron as he turned around, wondering what Drakken was up to. "What is that?" Behind him Drakken was holding out some piece of tech he hadn't been before. When had he moved to get it?

"Its the tech we stole. I'm giving it back. We can uh...do this again. Later. When she's feeling up to it. It doesn't mean anything if I'm not the one to bring her down."

"Oh, you're not going to take the blame for Nana Possible's death?" Ron asked as he warily took the stolen tech from the strangely respectful villain.

"Of course not! I'm evil, not a monster!" Drakken replied, taken aback.

Ron was about to respond back with another comment doubting Drakken's supposed character, but Kim's sobbing was finally winding down. And she was more important anyway.

"Shhh, Princess. I know. It hurts, and no matter what anyone else says, it isn't okay. But do you know what will help make it better?" Shego asked, surprisingly tenderly. As she gingerly raised Kim's face to look at her. At the shake of her head, Shego answered.

"This." And the green-skinned thief brought a single finger to Kim's forehead, releasing a small pulse of plasma to knock her out.

"HEY!" Ron cried as he began to charge the heartless villain. Only to stop short as Shego gingerly picked Kim up, bridal style and asked him a question he thought he'd never hear her ask.

"Do you two have a ride home?"

"Huh buh?" Today was becoming very confusing for Ron.

"A ride. Home. Do you have one? I know you and Princess usually rely on favors from people."

"Uh, no. Wade usually calls it in after we finish the mission." Ron answered, trying to process what was going on.

"Well, then. Follow me. We'll take you back in the hovercraft," Shego provided for him. "Come on Drakken, I'm going to need you to drive," Shego commanded as she turned and started walking away. Neither waiting for, nor caring if there were to be any argument.

-Later in the Hovercraft-

Doo-doo-doodoo. With Kim still out like a light, Ron took it upon himself to answer the Kimmunicator.

"What up Wade? Oh! Hi Mrs. Dr. P, what's up?"

"Oh, hello Ron. Where's Kim? Is she alright?" Kim's mom questioned, the normal concern for her daughter augmented by her behavior this morning.

"No...no, she's fine," he answered, looking over to check on Kim; seated on Shego's lap like a baby. Which weirded him out to no end. "She's uhh...she's sleeping."

"Oh, well that's good. I'm guessing the...mission went well?"

"Yeeeah...it went...good..." Ron struggled to answer, not wanting to outright lie but also not cause undo panic.

"Well, Ronald. It went well. That's good. We're going to be having the services at the family ranch. You remember where it is?" At Ron's nod she continued, "I'm assuming you're on your way back to Middleton, but could you have your ride drop you off there? We are already en route."

"Yeeeah..." Ron said looking briefly around. Shego still only focused on Kim, and Drakken focused on flying the hovercraft. "Yeah, I think we can arrange that. We'll meet you there."

"Thank you Ron, we'll see you in a little while," Mrs. Possible said before disconnecting the call.

"Hey Drakken, could you ah..."

"Is that the one with the freaky robot horses?"

"Yeah."

"All the way out there? Can't you just-"

"Yeah, we can do that," Shego interrupted, her focus still on the sleeping heroine. "Just change course Dr. D."

Drakken looked like he was going to protest further, but the glare Shego threw him caused him to grumble his protestations. But he changed course anyway.

They continued sitting in silence for a few more minutes. Until finally Ron couldn't stand the curiosity any longer.

"Okay, so why did are you doing all this Shego? I thought you hated us."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Buffoon, I do dislike you. But I never hated Pumpkin. I just love pushing her and her buttons. As for why?" At this Shego thought in silence. Even she didn't fully understand her own actions. Finally she answered, "I remember how I felt when my grandparents died. The crippling pain. Normally I wouldn't care, but...Kimmie...Kim, is one of the few people I respect. That I-...and seeing her like that...it - well suffice to say I didn't like it. I should be the only one to throw her off her game. To take her down."

"And the knockout thing? If you cared so much, why'd you do that?"

"Could you not see the bags under her eyes? She obviously hasn't slept. That, and sleep can...well, it can help. And we all know how stubborn Princess can be. I doubt she would've done It on her own."

"Oh...okay. So...then, why is she sitting on your lap?" Ron asked. But when Shego didn't reply, he just turned back around and continued the ride in silence.

Shego, for her part, was questioning her actions. She felt the explanations she had given Ron were good enough. But that last question had her stumped. Why hadn't she just put Kim down in her own seat? She didn't know. What she DID know is that her cold, black heart cracked a little when Kim had whined in her sleep and gripped her harder when Shego HAD tried to put her in her own seat. That she still couldn't stand it when slight turbulence rocked the craft and Kim would cling ever more to her, loosening the few sobs that still clung to the insides of her eyes. And Shego, who would normally have been, who SHOULD have been annoyed, just hugged her tighter. Rubbing her back, and making soothing sounds to try and keep the distraught heroine asleep.

And that was how the entire flight to Montana went. In absolute silence see do the occasional sobs from Kim, and Shego then soothing her.

-At the Possible Ranch-

Dr. Anne Possible sat on the porch to the Lazy C ranch, waiting for whatever fancy or private aircraft would be delivering her daughter. Suffice to say, she was surprised when a hover-car arrived. Piloted by Kimmie-Cub's arch nemesis. Surprise which evolved to shock when she saw that Kim was not only sleeping soundly, but being carried in by Shego.

Ron came up to her while Shego and Drakken exchanged a heated, whispered argument.

"So, Ron...what's going on?" Anne asked while pointing to her daughter and her keeper.

"Honestly, Mrs. Dr. P? I have no idea. But it seems to be working."

"Hey Anne," Shego greeted while walking up to Kim's mother.

"Shego. So, what happened?" Anne's tone belying a barely controlled anger that Shego knew would snap should she say the wrong thing. And while she was confident she could take anything the neurosurgeon could try to dish out, Kim didn't need that on top of everything else.

"Kimmie here had a breakdown during our fight. And after crying for a while, I used a mild plasma shock to send her to dream land," seeing Anne's eyebrow arch dangerously Shego decided to explain further. "She was obviously very tired. I could tell by the bags under her eyes, and the poor fighting style. Plus...I've found that getting a good night sleep can really help with this kind of turmoil. Now, where's Pumpkin here's room?" Shego slightly lifted the slumbering heroine in her arms, as though her own mother wouldn't know whom she was talking about. "The shock I gave her was fairly weak, but between that and how tired she obviously was, I'm guessing she'll be out until tomorrow."

"Down the hall, second door on the right. Uhh...thank you, Shego." As her daughter would say, this sitch was so the drama.

"Thanks Anne," Shego stated over her shoulder as she carried Kim down the hall.

Once inside Kim's temporary room, Shego went to put her sleeping rival to bed. But she found herself unable to stand once laying her down.

"Don't go, Shego," Kim mumbled, tightening her hold on green-themed thief.

"You're awake, Cupcake? Since when?" Though she was confused as Kim should still be out like a light, she still didn't keep trying to stand.

"When we landed," Kim supplied.

"So you could've walked? And I could've left with Drakken?" Shego tried to be annoyed, really she was. But somehow she couldn't bring herself to be angry over being used as a transportation service like that. There was just something underhanded about the way Kim had handled it, it made her heart melt.

"Yeah but...please Shego, just-...just don't leave yet. Stay here, with me...just a little while longer," Kim pleaded, trying to fight the exhaustion. She didn't know why, and she didn't care, but she felt like she needed her archrival to stay with her for as long as possible. Figuring out the why was a problem for later.

"*Sigh* fine Princess. Let me go see about some pajamas for you, and I'll be right back," Shego relented. Much like Kim, Shego was amazed and confused by all these turns of events, but the hows and whys would have to wait until later.

So, Shego vanished into the house to steal herself something to sleep in (that catsuit was not comfortable to sleep in), and hopefully get some sleepwear for Kim from her mom.

While Dr. Possible was also surprised by her daughter's request for Shego's continued presence, she merely arched a questioning eyebrow while handing over the requested items. To which Shego replied with an equally confused shrug of the shoulders.

After the two most dangerous women in the world were changed for bed, Shego crawled in beside Kim. To which Kim responded by turning over and all but wrapping around her.

"Goodnight, Kimmie."

"Goodnight, Shego."

…..

….

"And Shego?"

"Hmmm?"

….

"Thank you, for everything."

-End Chapter 2-

Thank you to those that have responded with kind words and offers of sympathy and empathy. My own Nana, was actually my great-grandmother. Which only recently did I learn how lucky I was to have had her in my life at all. It has been a difficult time for the entire family, but writing this and plotting it out in my head all day has been helping me to get through it. I expect that this pattern will continue for the next couple days as well. I figure if I'm going to hurt this much, I may as well put the pain to work to do something constructive lol.

Anyway, enough of my ramblings. Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it. I'm certainly glad to be writing again.