Trap me in pit full of venomous snakes.
No Big.
Imprison me in a collapsing cave filled with explosives and toxic fumes.
That's just easy.
Most things like that never bother me. It keeps me sharp and on my toes.
But the eerie silence, the sound of cell phones, and uncomfortable chairs. Minutes slowly feeling like hours feeling like days.
Having you're flight delayed has to be one of the many things that literally vacuums the very soul out of your being.
It is absolutely maddening/
"Excuse me! Miss Possible?"
But, luckily, I always find a quick solution.
Turning my head to observe the person addressing me, I stike one dashing smile. He was an older white male. His hair was slightly greying and he had small glassed perched onto his sharp nose. Trench coat, dress pants, fancy shoes and white gloves. A chauffeur
"That would be me!" I beamed.
"Master Williams sent me to pick you up and transport you to his private jet. My name is Connor Jacobs."
The older man smiled then held out his hand. I, firmly, gripped his hand and shook it. Intuition and gut feeling told me this was a good man and hard worker.
"It's nice to meet you Ms. Jacobs."
"Would like me to carry your bags?"
"Oh no that's fine."
"Alright if you and your side kick would please follow me." Jacobs motions with his hands to follow him.
"I am not her sidekick." A female voice hissed from behind. I glared over at a grumpy Shego. She isn't a fan of spending more then 15 minutes at an airport either. Jacobs looked taken aback. He then began to stutter, his eyes moved around quickly, searching for a response.
"My apologies. I just remember that Miss Possible here use to have a blonde boy who followed her around, so I assumed that you were his replacement." Shego visibly bristled, I grabbed her arm tightly before she could say anything detrimental to our free ride. Forcing a smile on my face I sparkle at the driver.
"Don't worry about her. She just is just beign frumpy from being inside so long."
Shego ripped her arm from my grip and stomped towards the exit. The older man frowned as did I.
"I didn't mean to offend your partner…"
"She isn't really."
"Oh I see… well we should catch up with her I suppose."
It was pretty dreary outside and it threatened to down pore, though I got a feeling that mother nature was just bluffing. IT was kind of chilly this morning. I wore a jacket and a turtle neck. Shego was wearing a thin jacket and a blouse underneath. She didn't really dress for warmth unless we were in frigid weather or environments. The lovely vision of her standing there with the wind passing through her long hair pisses me off. Why does she get to look good even when she is being a total bitch.
"What is you're problem Shego?" The GJ agent scrutinized me.
"I am not your sidekick, Kimmie."
"I know that but you shouldn't go biting off peoples heads when they make a bad assumption."
"I am not your stupid ex-boyfriend, Kim. I am better then him"
"Well he behaves so much better then you, Shego. He didnt throw hissy fits and stomp his feet." Which was almost a complete lie. Ron would sink to some serious lows for a naco break.
I flip my hair and make my way to the passenger seat of Jacobs car.
Eventually Shego joins me and Jacobs. I was still annoyed by her and so I just stared out the window. Shegos acute glare blazed into the side of my head.
The moment I heard my kimmunicator ring I fished through my pocket looking for it.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" I cracked a smile. Saying that line is so second nature to me its like blinking. The young adult typed away at his key board.
"You're boss would like to see you. ASAP." Didn't even look up from the keyboard. He must be busy.
"Alright. Thanks for the message." He looked up at me and smiled boyishly.
"It's no problem, Kim." Then the young man disappeared on the screen. Before Wade beeped in I had been shoulder deep in paper work. Something I never expected would happen to me in my field of work. But that's what you get for procrastinating, I suppose.
I stood from my desk and stretched. My shoulder joints, back, neck, elbows, and knees popped wonderfully.
I hurried to Dr. Directors office. Didn't want to give her a reason to chew me out. Its not like she doesn't have enough things to do with herself.
Once reaching her floor I heard a loud crashing sound from behind Betty's office door.
I went on auto pilot.
Kicking the door in, I jump into the room prepared to put up a fight. In the middle of the room, Betty was cursing at something and Shego was sitting on a coach laughing to herself.
"Nice entrance hero girl." Shego giggled. Though I had know idea what was going on, it did not stop me from blushing like a school girl. Obviously the only thing in danger is my pride.
"But I heard a crash…" Still trying to excuse kicking in a door. The action was totally innocent. Shego laughing at me in her little corner was just starting to piss me off more.
Enemy or not, that woman still got under my skin at times. It's like some sick hobby of hers to just trip me up in front of my subordinates and superiors. Yeah okay Shego is freaking awesome, I will admit. I harbor a lot of admiration for the woman and value her opinion higher then most. But if she isn't a bitch then I am not a red head. And yeah the carpet matches the drapes, so to speak, but that's completely besides the point.
The point is one day I will get this bitch back for all of her public sabotage.
"Yeah well, Cyclops over here knocked a glass vase over do to her lack of depth perception." Shego chuckled. Dr. Director seemed to ignore the comment as she went about cleaning it up with a near by broom and dust pan. The brunette just growled and swept up the fragments of hazardous glass.
"Okay. Sorry about the door." Apologizing without even thinking. Its kind of rude just kicking peoples doors in and making a scene. I really didn't want to upset Betty...
"It isn't a problem, Kim. I am glad to see you are so prepared to defend me and this organization." dismissed my apology with a limp wave of of her hand. That made me feel a lot of better. Better enough to smile. Shego then rolled her eye and scoff.
"Oh jeeze will you two go get a room. Its like you're her lap dog, Kimmie… or should I say Puppie?"
"So not the case, Shego."
"Hey, if I kicked in that door I would have to pay for a new one."
"Well your sparkling personality must have played into that expense."
"Teacher's pet."
"Are you jealous that your student is under a new mentor, Shego?" I seriously don't think she is but its fun to poke at her. The green woman scowled at me but then an mischevious glint sparkled in her eyes.
"I did not need that mental image but thank you anyways, Princess." Cue the blush and surging tidal wave of rage.
"SHEGO!"
"You said it not me."
"Aaargh! I- its not that way- I am note even!" I am going on auto pilot at the moment.
"Hey, Kim. You don't have to defend your case to me." Shego tried to be sincere but there was no kindness in her eyes.
"I can assure you that I wont tell anyone about you or Betty." The ex-villain then bursted into a bought of laughter. That …jerk.
must have seen me bowing up.
"Stop acting like children, before I put you both on grunt duty." Basically her paper work slave for the next week. Subject dropped immediately.
I found a chair to sit in and made myself comfortable. This could be a long briefing for all I know.
"So why did you interrupt my me time? If I recall correctly-" Shego spies down at her wrist " I should be clocking out and going to get a massage. I hope people are dying and if there not… They better get to it." Shego growled. Kicking her feet up on the coffee table in front of her. The brunette stared at Shego for a good moment, shego all the while smiled back.
A very self satisified feature settles on Betty almost immediately. I have rarely ever seen the leader of Global Justice look so smug. Shego's pompous aura and over all cynical view on everything is usually a buzz kill. Whatever she is going to say next is going to be extremely entertaining.
"So… Shego. I would like you too look over at who is sitting in the chair right here." Then Betty Director pointed at me. Okay now I am totally confused. Shego scoffed.
"Seriously, Betty?" Still confused I look over at Shego just to her roll her eyes.
"Yes. Now look." Shego scoffed yet again and then stared at me. Shego looked pretty annoyed. An incredibly awkward silence filled the room. I am completely missing the point of this scrutinizing.
"Okay so I am looking at her. Can I leave." Shego is missing the point too I guess.
"Not just yet. Greet your brand new partner."
The ride was a good half hour long. It was mostly silent though. Eventually Shego got either bored or tired because she stopped trying to incinerate me with her eyes.
That woman just can't handle a difference in opinion.
I found myself still thinking back to how me and her got hypothetically glued at the hip.
Apparently, Shego had requested to not be assigned to team missions anymore. She wanted to go solo. Which I can understand. Working with a team can be complicating and stressful.
Maybe Shego was pissing the boss off or something because Shego definitely didn't get her request granted.
Why Dr. Director wanted to put two of her trump cards together is beyond me. I personally think it's a hazard. For we could both be taken out together if something doesn't go right.
Looking back, I was pretty startled by the job assignment to Shego. I mean sure I had thought about it. Alright. I just about fantasized about being on a team with Shego. Well a team of just me and her. We had always had such an easy time working together. Things always just fell into place. I reminded by how much I wanted to team up with her everytime I am trapped into a team of green horns and people who think they know what their doing. Shego is always so competent.
I had always imagined Dr. Director would only put us together in a case of a global emergency.
Needless to say Shego was not happy. It has been a long two weeks and she still is trying to weasel her way out of this situation.
The woman has been completely difficult since being placed at my side or I being placed at hers. Doesn't matter.
She has found every reason to poke and prod at me.
Shego is well practiced at pissing me off. Honestly I have been trying to take the higher ground on this situation and try to make it easy be compliant, but Shego just insists on pushing ever button she can find. From my hair color to what kind of pen I use, she has found something to mock.
I suppose I just not the strongest person because it really really gets under my skin.
She is stressing me the hell out.
Looking in the rear view mirror, I observed that antagonizing woman. She really wasn't so bad. Some times I look at her and wonder if she is just fed up with herself. I don't know much about her past. She wasn't born a hero or anything like that.
Beign struck by that rainbow comet was a freak incident. I don't care what her older brother says. She had dreams before all that and the reality of the world was forced on her quite quickly.
I cant really say I pity Shego… I just feel like she got the bad end of the deal in what is life. I had always been who I am. Always had felt a higher calling. Shego… I don't think she was as altruistic as me. I could be making false assumptions but I have to form some kind of opinion. Especially when I see her like she is now. Quiet and brooding not paying attention to the fact that she is being watched. Shego should know that in these moments like this she looks like some one should hold her. My overly bloated compassionate side just screams at me to do that.
But then again… I chance both of us kind of putting our pride on the line… Also I think Shego would claw my face off and I happen to be very attached to my face, thank you very much.
Shego looks over at me in the reflection. I guess she finally sensed being watched. Sighing I turned my eyes back onto the road.
Maybe she will open up to me some day. It would make things a hell of a lot easier if not better.
We had driven out to some private airplane strip in what seems to be in the middle of nowhere. It looked pretty damp so maybe it did rain over here. Jacob's drove us directly onto the air strip. A small plane was being prepped on the far end. Shego shifted forward and peaked her head between mine and Jacobs seats. Releasing a low whistle, Shego sounded either impressed or she was going to say something incredibly rude.
"That's a pretty nice set of wings…" Shego trailed off.
I don't know if I am just in a terrible mood because I get this horrible sensation in my chest. A feeling that tells me that Shego is going to make an ass of herself and embarrass me.
"But...?" I growl, ready for her to just shut up. The ex-villain's eyebrow shoots up.
"But. . . Mine is better. That flying tin can couldn't possible compare to mine." She gloats. That was a completely unimportant statement. Logically of course hers would be better. It's worth billions in government funding and experimental technology. Is she trying to provoke me?
Well it worked.
"Who cares, Shego? I mean seriously. Are you so bored that you're honestly comparing your government jet to a private jet?"
" Oh so the kid decided to stop ignoring me?"
"Shut up Shego. Why are you being such a pain?"
"Because that's my job. Causing pain." Shego then swiped the air with her clawed hand then laughed.
"Whatever Shego." It came out more tired then angry. She didn't seem to want to reply and kept her mouth shut.
I cover my eyes with my hand and sigh heavily. You would think Shego would stop being so difficult. It stop being funny yesterday.
The chauffer looked pretty uncomfortable from the exchange. I could feel a light blush warming my face.
The car quietly stopped not to far away from the plane.
"Thanks for-" the car door slamming shut cut me off causing me to loose my train of thought as I yet again got pissed off. Pushing my anger aside I return my attention to the kind driver.
"I am really sorry for that. Even though Shego wont say anything, me and her are pretty thankful that you gave us a ride. Even more thankful that Mr. Williams is allowing us to use his jet. I think I would have gone crazy if I waited in that airport any longer."
He smiled warmly at me and patted my hand.
Shego tapped on my door window.
"Come on princess. We don't have all day." Her voice was muffled by the glass. I point at my ear and mouth "I can't hear you." Then turn around to the man.
Jacobs chuckled at my antics.
"Miss Possible don't worry about her. But you can give your thanks to Master Williams on the plane. He had been taking some flying lessons and wanted to show off."
"Well thank you anyways. See you around."
I grab my bag and hop out of the car. Shego was no where in sight.
The moment after I climbed up the stares I was greeted by a blonde middle aged man.
"Kim Possible! It so good to finely meet you!"
Its not unusual for me to get a greeting like this from total strangers. He was well dressed in a white dress shirt and khaki dress pants. There was gold necklaces hanging from his neck and he had rings on all his fingers.
He wasn't Ms. Williams.
"Um. Hi… Not to be rude but I thought was going to be here…"
The man smiled and his eyes sparkled with some kind of hidden agenda.
"Oh well … That's me! You are prolly thinking about my father. He couldn't come on. He had some business to attend too."
"Oh! That's fine I was just kind of confused."
"Its not a problem." He smiled.
I motioned to move past him but he still blocked my way. This is irritating. God I hope he doesn't hit on me. Blonde man sort of blushed but still wore that winning smile. He wasn't unattractive or anything. The man was a hunk.
"I was wondering about the woman who was traveling with you…"
It was difficult but I didn't laugh no matter how much I wanted too.
"Shego? Yeah what about her?"
Play dumb.
"Shego… Well she kicked me out of the cockpit saying she was going to fly the plane."
This goddamn woman is going to be the death of me. It's a good thing I wont disappear from embarrassment. I would have been dead just about a weak ago.
"I am sorry about that I will go talk to her."
"No, no. Don't worry about it. She seems to know what she is doing. Its very attractive to see a woman who can take control." The man chuckled. His grew distant as an oddly knowing smile spread across his cheeks. I sneered at the guy so hard. Seriously if he knew what a difficult monster Shego can be to deal with.
" I apologise for future reference if she tries to fuck up your plane trying to do something outside it abilities."
" You seem to know the woman well."
"We have been apart off each others life for almost more then a decade." The tone of my statement was a little sharp. Sadly it did not go unnoticed. Shego is really rubbing off on me…
"Oh… So are you two partners?"
"I guess you can say that."
"Oh. Well I am very happy for you."
"Thank you…?"
The blonde man smiled at me.
"Do think I got a chance with her?"
"Not a chance. But you could humor me. She has been a total pain."
The man smiled and put his game face on. It wasn't half bad actually. If I wasn't so keen on keeping my relationships outside of work, I might consider this man…but he seems to be interested in woman closer to his age. Oh well.
Shego doesn't seem in a good enough mood to not just brutally crush this guy.
I found a seat in the well furnished internals of the plane. I felt myself sink into the very cushioned.
IT grew quiet and the soft hum of the air conditioner was lulling me into a half sleep. I feel a nap coming and I am so not gonna fight it.
It had been a long day that started at about 2 am and still hasn't ended yet.
There was an emergency at headquarters. Someone broke in and stolen top secret document.
You know… It's always top secret stuff. And it always gets stolen. You would think that something that covert would be on the hush hush and under incredible super vision.
Who knows…
Maybe they slap "top secret" on the front so it seems more serious.
I am sure it was because they dared to poke the bear that is Shego before she got her self required 12 hours, and didn't want to get totally killed for such an inconvenient interruption.
So they sent me and the morning sun to go retrieve the documents. We had quickly got hot on the guys trail. Shego helped a lot because she has great insight in what a thief in this situation would do. Because.. you know, she was thief once… before the dinosaurs even walked but a thief none the less.
We hopped about Europe for a good while. Shego was in a pretty rotten mood and I couldn't honestly blame her. We didn't have time to prep her personal jet. She complained the entire day that we would have found the guy sooner if we weren't rushed into the situation. I agree wit her completely. Her jet is almost like its from some scifi movie. The things I have seen it do is unreal… But so we come back home and GJ doesn't even have time to get a private lift home. So they bought us tickets and told us to get on a plane. Shego nor I was very happy with that. So after a good while slowly going mad at the airport, I called in a favor.
I jolted out of my daze when I hear the curtain hiding the flight attendants corner being yanked back. The rings scraping against the metal pole.
It was Shego.
Great.
"Don't get to comfy, Princess."
"Why not?" I wasn't very amused by her presence. "And I thought you were flying?"
"Changed my mind." Weird.
"Okay."
Shego sat in the chair facing me. Wonderful. I don't trust her to let me sleep peacefully around her. I decided not to persue a conversation with Shego. Too tired to even try. Silence sounds better anyways.
"Can you believe that guy?"
"Who? Williams"
"Yeah. He came in smooth talking and flashing me a smile."
"Oh… You didn't hurt him or anything did you? I would really like to keep my contacts intact." I mumbled quietly. This tiring day is starting to seep into my body. My eyelids felt like sandbags. I just wanted to close my eyes and drift off into dreams land.
Shego was staring at me. I could feel it. The ire in my body was already on the defense rising. This woman just pisses me off sometimes. But I just don't have the energy to tell her to fuck off.
"When did you go to bed last night?" it's a surprising placid question and it was coming from Shego. I am not even going to try to call her on it.
"About midnight. Had to do paper work. You left early so I had to do yours." I whisper. Speech is becoming a little difficult at the moment. Shego grunted in reply. My ears picked up that she was moving around the place. Shifting stuff around.
Before I know it a extremely warm object is being layed over me, and being tucked into the chair I am in.
It was heaven and I was out cold.
I was awoken to the sound of someone calling my name. Of course I reluctant forced myself awake. Everything was still and quiet aside from the flight attendant calling my name. I suppose she didn't want to shake me from my sleep, being rude. Or she didn't want to get attacked…
Looking around there was no one else but mee and her here. Did the plane land?
"Did the plane land?" I ask, my voice was thick with slumber.
"Yes. The woman you came with went to go get the vehicle she had requested to meet you at the airport."
"Oh. Okay."
Standing up I stretched like a cat. I could feel a few things popping but everything loosened up which felt wonderful.
I began to collect my things and make my way towards the opened hatch.
Williams was standing there looking thoughtful as he observed the world from the hatch opening.
"See anything interesting?" I comment with a tiny smile.
The man looked over at me and smiled.
"Just watching for Shego." Her name sounded weird coming from his mouth. Like he was pretending to be familiar with her.
"Oh." I stand next to him and look out at the airport we landed in. There wasn't any grey clouds or puddles around. The air was cool and the sun was setting.
Beautiful.
I see a car approaching at full speed from a distance. It was a BMW from what I could tell. That's my ride.
"Thanks for giving us a ride home. I think Shego and I would have gone mad if we were stuck in the airport any longer."
"It's the least my family can do for what you did for my father."
"I only too apart your security system manually. Anyone could do if they had the right stuff." The man shakes his head and chuckles.
Shego hit the breaks pretty hard and went into a spiral. I could hear the tires crying out in agony. The vehicle came to an a very smooth stop any action hero would be jealous of.
Shego could be pretty awesome sometimes.
She honks the horn a good few times and sticks her arm out the sunroof to motion to me to get in the car.
"Well sorry for the inconvience, again, And if Shego said anything to upset you, don't take it to heart. She is really nice when she isn't trying so hard to be a jerk to people."
I shook the mans hand but as I pulled away his grip tightened. I felt a sort of panic rush through me and then my whole body tensed in preperations for the possibility of self defense.
"I just wanted to say that you are quite a lucky lady."
"Thank you?"
"Don't thank me. Thank who ever blessed you with that goddess."
"Shego?"
He let go of my hand and turned back inside into his private plane. He then spoke over his shoulder.
"If she was my partner, I would make sure to keep her with me."
This man is implying something behind all these words and I cant seem to put two and two together.
"KIMMIE QUIT STALLING AND GET YOUR ASS IN THIS CAR!"
I took that as an opportunity to get away from this terribly awkward blonde man and rushed to the vehicle.
Once I slipped in I immediately buckled my seat belt. Safe driving.
I look over at Shego, who was staring at me suspiciously.
"What?" I snap. Shego rested her hands on the wheel and leaned against her window.
"He didn't hit on you did he? Cuz it looked like he made a grab at you when you shook his hand…" She trailed off. I notised a light blush on her cheek. How awkward.
"No he just…" Implied me and you are a couple… I finished the sentence in my thoughts. Holy crap. He thinks she is my girlfriend.
"He just what?" She prodded noticing my amplifying blush.
"What did you say to him when he came to hit on you." I mumble.
"That I didn't have time to deal with him when I had to deal with you… Why what did he say?" She sounded incredulous.
Oh man he thinks me and Shego are life partners. Shego shakes me arm.
"What the hell did he say to you? You're turning all shades of pink and you wont even maintain visual contact with me."
"It was nothing. Just go." Then I saw quite a rarity from Sheg o. The woman was pouting.
I gawked at her.
"Seriously?"
"You aren't below resorting to this kind of technique what makes you think I am? Now tell me." She managed to say all of that whilst pouting. Incredible. . .
"You know…." She leaned in towards me as I began to trail off. I, of course, lean far away from the woman I have been accused of being the lover of. The simple thought made me bashful.
" It's not important…" I mumbled, crossing my arms. Shegos left eye twitched once then a vein in her throat popped out. Her hold on the wheel was almost deadly.
"Sure whatever. Fine. Don't tell me. I'm just Shego."
Guilt twisted in my stomach but I remained silent as she quickly raced of the runway, obviously insulted by me.
The ride was a good hour long but it remained in another tense silence. I had stared out the window quietly collecting my thoughts. Shego every once in awhile would look over at me quickly then turn her eyes back on the road. At some point or another she turned the radio station on and put it on some country station, knowing full well that I hate country music these days. But it was easily tuned out and her passive aggressive plan to get a rise out of me failed.
After thinking on the issue… I am sure me and Shego do look like a gay couple. I mean we argue constantly; beat the hell out of each other; know each others boundaries; know how to push each others buttons. Etc.
We are like a old married couple almost with out the "married" and definetly the "couple" part. We are both extremely gorgeous but I grudgingly find that Shego is far more blessed then me in the appearance department. Shego and I can be oddly compassionate towards each other. Mutual respect and actual pleasure in each others company tend to foster a friendship. I get that some people would think of us as a … pairing of sorts.
Okay if Shego was a guy I would have been all over him/her. Seriosly, Shego is one hell of a deal, being a total pain in the ass can be easily overlooked. The only flaw in the package is the fact that Shego is a woman. That's it. Sadly I am not. At least. . . I don't think I am…
Shego pulled the car over and hit the breaks hard. I jerked forward in the seat and was 5 inches away from a nose job.
"Okay. Kim. I am only going to say this once. Because I only low myself to say this once every three months if I really feel I have too." The ex-thief said quite clearly.
"What?"
"You are upset with me." She said quite bluntly.
"Yeah sure but-"
"Just shut up so I can get this humiliation over with as fast as possible"
I kept my mouth shut but I was starting get irritated but if this is going to embarrass Shego then I am all ears.
"I'm sorry."
"What?"
"I said be quiet."
I rolled my eyes
"I admit that… I haven't been the easiest person to deal with and I have been making the job hard for you…I had my reasons but it wasn't your fault. I was going to wait till we got back at headquarters and I could treat you to dinner or something but you're behavior is creeping me out…" there was a pause. "And that you can tell me if some creepy rich guy felt you up and I wont make fun of you because that means I would have to break some fingers; you know how much I love that."
I remained silent. Staring at her. Shego hadn't really turned to look at me for this speech but she was obviously anxious and embarrassed. It was kind of endearing. The largest part of my heart swelled, it felt like.
I could feel my face warming as I grinned from ear to ear.
"It's no big. He just made a bad joke. No worries."
"What? Really! Graaw! Seriously that's what had you all pouty and emo! God princess I don't know if I should be pleased out pissed off!"
Of course she didn't do anything in retaliation against me. She seems pretty relieved I guess. Kind of like a weight had been lifted from her chest and she can breath easier. The tension clear and lightened both our moods. I never told her about what Williams really said to me. It wasn't really that important and I honestly didn't want to brood on it. I didn't come up with an opinion yet to present.
The car ride home was filled with small chit chat about the missions and how our boss is a slave driver and quite possible a dominatrix. There were some nice laughs.
The sight of my apartment building instilled great strength in my exhausted form. I hurried up the stairs and rushed into my apartment. Stripping down to my undies and tossing everything to the ground I found my room easily. I crashed into the open arms of my mattress and snuggled into my sheets. I quickly fell into a deep and heavy slumber.
The last thought running through my mind was how beautiful my partner was, when she chose to be.
A/N
I didnt have time to edit this. I am sorry.
I am off to basic training. Wont be done till early winter. Wish me luck and please review!