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Kim Possible: Devil's Child Redux

By LJ58

Part 4:

From: Emerald_Goddess-At-Flitmail/World-Com

You will never believe what happened to us this week!

I know. I said that last time. But, seriously, this one was crazy in a different way! Things have actually gotten a lot calmer since the 'bad guy' got caught, and Kim has been home for a whole week straight! It was great. We went to Paris to see to the show we missed, and a late supper in a French bistro that had words I couldn't even pronounce on the menu. No! I did not try snails! But they had really great bread. I could eat that bread by the ton. Honest!

Then we went clothes shopping, but I think mom bought as much as I did. Kim said she was dangerous with a credit card, but mom only laughed. Mom and Kim seem to have cooled their tempers, and she even let mom down into her lab for the first time last week. I don't know what was up, but both of them came back giggling. Adults can be so weird!

KP

"You sure about this," Shego asked her as she stared at the box.

"You have earned it. Besides, if we learned anything by Drew's resurrection it is that anything can happen….."

"And probably will," Shego agreed.

"Exactly. So, this is the perfect solution."

"So, you're still keeping an eye on us? Keeping us safe even when it seems we don't really need it any more?"

Kim had to smile. "I did make you a promise," she said, and handed Shego the small box.

"Several, as I recall," Shego grinned, adding, "And thank you for France. Angela is never going to forget that trip."

"Plus, we have a lifetime supply of French bread and croissants in the freezer thanks to her," Kim chuckled.

"I…."

"Yes," Kim asked, turning back from her work table in the basement lab.

Shego was looking into the small box, and only then looked up at her again.

"Thank you," she smiled. "I know Angela will love this. I mean, it's from you."

"Oh? You think so," Kim smiled.

"Well, duh," Shego gave her a faint smirk now.

"And what about you?"

"I still can't believe you're trusting me like this," she said, staring down at a pair of genuine, Team Possible Kimmunicator style watches complete with emergency transporter beacons installed.

"I keep my promises, Shego. I thought you knew that."

"Believe me, I do. I do. It's just, we're pretty much okay now. No one is really after us now, thanks to you. You even gave us a home. Then you took down Drakken 2.0, or…..whatever. I guess I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop. I mean, it always drops," she said quietly.

Kim smiled, and put a hand over Shego's own as she carefully closed the box.

"Kim. I have to ask you something," she finally said as she looked into her eyes.

"Sure," Kim nodded back.

"The other day….. Are you….going back to Global Justice? Are you really…..?"

"Shego, it's…..complicated."

"Uncomplicate it," she offered. "Because I'm really trying to understand how you would trust that one-eyed harpy after everything that's….."

"Kim dropped her hands. Looked away. Then turned away.

"Kim?"

"Please tell me what's going on," she asked quietly.

Kim sighed, and turned around to face her again.

"You remember how things were after…. The whole Drakken/alien sitch."

"Hard to forget seeing your old boss reappear after he's supposed to be dead and buried. Again, I mean."

"Right. Well, there were still a lot of…..sensitive issues surrounding you and Angel at the time. I had to…..make a few deals to keep you both safe. And out of the wrong hands."

"What kind of deal," Shego asked quietly.

"Special missions. Being on-call for…..certain kinds of sitches."

"So…. All those missions you started going back on…..?"

"I traded a whole boatload of favors to buy your parole," she nodded. "Some of them were GJ favors. Ones I couldn't duck Some really were my idea, though. After Drakken popped back up, though, Betty put me back on official provisional status. I'm still not technically with them, but….."

"She's probably hoping you will be again, though."

"Not even a question," Kim nodded.

"You did that for us?"

"I did say I made you a promise."

"But….."

"You know my mom passed a while back?"

"I remember. You still have my sympathies."

"Well, I don't want your little girl to have to suffer that kind of grief needlessly."

"They threatened to take her. Didn't they? They were still…..?"

"Not GJ. Not…..technically. But Betty did tip me that certain social service agencies were thinking of using your past against you to claim your child. The whole unfit mother thing. On behalf of other…..groups."

"I'll bet," she said quietly. "And you never said a word about all this?"

"I didn't want you to worry. I said I would keep you safe, and I meant it."

Shego blinked. Surprised to suddenly find herself tearing up.

"You saved our lives. Helped us escape those jerks in the first place, and even beat Drakken for me. Twice. Do you really think I'd not want to know what you were doing? Risking your life because of….."

"I'd have done it anyway," Kim told her, and then gave a faint yip as Shego impulsively hugged her.

"I love you," she rasped, hugging Kim tightly.

"You already told me," she blushed furiously.

"I'm telling you again. But there is one thing you really need to know," Shego said as she slowly released her.

Shego grinned smugly as she told her, "How to haggle. Because I'm betting you let those clowns pull one over on you if this is the sorry kind of deal you got out of it."

"Actually," Kim said with a sidelong expression.

"Princess?"

"I….sort of let Betty talk me into it, but for my own reasons."

"Oh?"

She smiled now, and admitted. "I would be the last person to deny they kind of suckered me the first time around. This time, however, I'm playing my own game."

"What kind of game?"

"First, I talked her into letting Janus work as my liaison, with dad and Wade working unofficially with him ensuring he doesn't….malfunction."

"Wait. Wait," Shego frowned. "The android is your liaison?"

"Well, he's also my spy. And now we're both in a position to hopefully see what they might have planned in the future that concerns us, since I'm going into this one with both eyes open this time."

"That harpy still has to know what you're likely up to, Kim," she told her.

"True. But she either goes along, or we all ghost again. And she already knows I can do that better than her best agents. Don't forget, even she can't find Yamanouchi."

"That has to be driving her crazy, too."

"Oh, it does."

Shego grinned now. "So, let me get this straight. The whole time you were agreeing to her terms, you were sliding in the terms you had been planning on all along?"

"Well, she is still pretty envious of my teleport system. She hasn't figured out how to make her own system work half so well. They were still trying to use Professor Demenz' hard-line system."

"You are joking? They actually used that?"

"At the time, they thought it was a good idea. Then they found out the hard way it doesn't work well over cell phones. Has to be hard-lines."

"Do I want to know….?"

"Not really," Kim shuddered. "Still, that's where I am. Where we are. GJ, the alphabets, and even the social services keep their noses out of our lives in return for my….occasional service."

"So far it's been a lot more than occasional."

"That was my fault," she admitted. "I was doing a few….personal things, as well as taking certain missions I felt important enough to accept. Then Janus and I were coordinating our surveillance system we were integrating into GJ HQ under their noses. Then, of course, that whole Drakken thing came up."

"And here I was thinking you were just running off to duck…..me."

"Don't feel bad," Kim smiled. "With Drakken back to normal... Ish," she amended at her expression. "I hoped things should be calming down, relatively speaking, and giving us more time. All of us," she told her.

"Well, the munchkin does start school this week. That should give us some….us-time," Shego said suggestively.

"Have you decided what you'll be doing with all that free time? I mean, once she gets started into school, and everything, you are going to find out you have a lot of extra time, I'm sure."

"I'll take it as it comes. Just tell me one thing."

"Yes?"

"Since you are back inside, did she really punish that poster boy for his screw-up's? Or did he get the usual slap on the….?"

"He's playing secretary just now. Running errands. Paperwork. That kind of thing. Before that, he was in the cafeteria. Before that, he was doing janitorial work. He's having to work his way back up the ladder, and retake a lot of the ethics and law courses required for field work."

Poster boy pushing a mop," Shego sniggered. "I'd almost pay to have seen that."

"Funny you should mention that," she said, and turned to her nearby computer. "Janus, you know, has streaming video feed from his optics now. I got a few images you might like," she said, and booted up a file marked 'Done.'

"Ohmigod, is that….? No way," she laughed now as she saw the image of Will Du in his usual uniform tripping over a broom to land facedown in a dirty mop left laying nearby.

The next image showed him trying to recover only to turn the nearby bucket of dirty water over himself.

Things went downhill for him from there.

"Did you know the slightest application of wax to your work shoes can completely neutralize nonskid shoes when you accidentally leave a broom in someone's way to start the mishaps," Kim grinned.

"You can be twisted," Shego laughed uproariously as the pair left the basement, and Angela looked up away from the program she was watching

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing," both women grinned broadly as Angela frowned.

"You never tell me anything anymore," she complained.

"It's about your surprise," Kim told her. "I gave you and your mother matching bracelets. The special kind. Want to see?"

"Yeah," the young girl beamed, and bounced on the couch to turn around facing them on her knees.

"Sit," Shego told her. "You don't bounce on….."

"Kim does worse," she protested as she turned back around. "The other day she ran inside, jumped on the couch, and somersaulted off it."

"It's her couch," Shego said, turning to eye the redhead with a frown.

"What? I was in a hurry."

"Oh?"

"Long flight," she blushed. "Okay."

"Right. Anyway," she said as she sat on one side of Angela, Kim taking the other side. "It's Kim's couch. When you can pay for a new one, you can bounce on it all you want."

Kim chortled. "I'm glad my folks never used that one on me. I'd have been babysitting forever!"

"So, abusing furniture isn't new for you," Angela asked her coyly.

"Watch it, kiddo," Shego told her. "Remember who's house this is here."

"Ours. Kim said so," she beamed. "Now…..give."

"She's got you there," Kim grinned at her expression as Shego held the box in her lap, and Angela almost hopped up and down in place as she eyed it.

"Fine. Jeez. It's like you're both kids sometimes."

"Hey," Angela and the redhead both sputtered in protest.

"Fine. Kim's still a little worried about our safety, so…"

"Cool. A Kimmunicator! Hey, it's almost like yours," the girl said as Shego handed her the small, silver band that looked like an ordinary digital watch.

"Not quite," she told her, taking it from her to slide it onto her left wrist, settling it near her energy-dampener. "It doesn't have the body-armor, but it does have some special features just for you. This activates a direct link to the Amory, that lets you contact me, your mother, or even Wade if necessary. If you're seriously in danger, and I mean seriously, emergency only, this switch will activate an emergency transport beacon that the Armory will lock on, and transport you the Armory closest to you. It will also notify me if you have to use it so we can help as needed."

"Whoa!"

"Emergency use only, kiddo. Let's spare the molecule scrambling for last resorts."

"But it's kind of fun."

"And a super top-secret," Kim reminded her.

"Oh. Right. You can trust me," Angela assured her. "Not a word," she said, pantomiming zipping her lip.

"I know I can trust you. And that's why I'm giving you and your mother these devices. Now, this last button lets you see the time and date, or…switch it here, and…."

"Cool! A video game!"

"I've got three downloaded, but you can download others off any computer just by being within wireless range."

Angela turned hugged her, making Kim blush as she stared at Shego.

"Thanks, Kim! I'll be sure to use it only for emergencies. I swear. Well, except for the video games," she grinned impishly.

Shego rolled her eyes at that one.

"Yours has the same thing," Kim turned to address Shego now. "But I did give you the battle-armor in your preferred colors. And its plasma-resistant, too, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Why would I even need…..?"

Kim looked grim now, and glanced from mother to daughter.

"There is one more thing I need to tell you guys," she told them. "And it's not going to be easy. Or believable."

"Considering all we've survived in our time," Shego told her. "I'll believe you. Just spill it."

"Yeah," Angela grinned. "Shoot, whatever it is, we can handle it. Can't we, mom?"

"You bet," she said, but Kim's words had her frowning by the time she finished talking again.

KP

"Now what," she had asked Betty earlier that day when she was called in for another personal debriefing. "I thought we had finished our current business. Or are you…..?"

"We have a sighting. A Drakken sighting," Betty had told her grimly.

"We just put him in jail. Don't tell me you already lost….."

"Look at the time stamp," Dr. Director had told her curtly as she turned her computer monitor around so she could see the image being played.

On the screen, a cackling blue man in a dark blue lab coat was pilfering a chemical storehouse as four different vines held wriggling security guards at bay with menacing intent.

"That….? That's the exact time we took down Drakken in my yard," she had frowned as she absorbed the time being displayed from the security camera footage.

"There's more. The robbery was in New York. At the exact same time, we received two confirmed reports that Drakken hit other targets in London, and Paris. Another unconfirmed report suggested he might have been active in Tokyo around the same time.

"At least….four more Drakkens," Kim had gasped.

"You tell me. Is it possible that differing pieces of him…..all regenerated?"

Kim thought, and while it was….sick and wrong, she had to nod.

"Unfortunately. Yes. It's very possible."

"We still have the genetic accelerator. But you and Wade had better get started on making more of that anti-mutagen."

"I'd better warn Shego. You can bet just because we got one Drakken, the others won't stop coming. He's nothing if obsessed."

"You should know," Betty had nodded. "I'll give you more backup. And alert all our stations that there could be more of them out there."

"This couldn't have happened at the worst time," Kim had spat.

"You mean with Angela about to go to school? Do you still intend to enroll her?"

"She's already enrolled. She starts Monday."

"I see."

"I managed. And I had a lot more than a crazed plant-man after me at the time," she had cut the woman off.

"I'm just suggesting you take….precautions. And warn the school."

"You're right. They should be aware of the potential for…..danger."

KP

"So, that guy came back in pieces," Angela finally asked after Kim finished her explanation.

"At least four or five of them. Maybe more."

Shego said nothing as Angela just made noises of disgust.

"Well, we took care of the last one, and we didn't even know about him. We'll take care of this one, too," Angela decided with a firm nod.

"Well, she's got your spirit," Kim said. "Although I don't think that was ever in doubt," she smiled at the pair.

"Well, if we already have one Drakken, if I see any more, I may just turn them into fertilizer," she growled. "Because I am really getting tired of blue-boy. Past tired."

"So am I, Shego. So am I. So, now that everything is out in the open. Hungry?"

"Pizza," Angela shouted.

"You have to eat more than…"

"With extra cheese," Angela jumped up as she shouted, interrupting her mother.

"You sure that's your kid," Kim chortled, knowing Shego favored fine-dining to fast food.

"Whose else could she be," the woman sighed, watching the green-skinned child run for the phone as if the matter were already settled.

Kim grinned, and nodded. "Might as well given in. We did kind of promise she could pick lunch after your shopping extravaganza this morning. Besides, pizza does sound good."

"Kids," Shego grumbled. "I am surrounded by kids."

To Be Continued….