Well here it is.
Chapter Four: Stage One: Initiate Hyper healing.
"Who are you to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually who are you not to be?"
Shego's afternoon was peaceful since she was home alone with Jacob. Classical music sounded in the background and flowed through every room at a nice volume Shego could put up with.
The raven haired woman sat on the counter flipping through one of her recipe books. The kitchen was her domain in the house. Her own little safe place since Neelam only came into it about once a month. Dinner was already in the oven but as she delved deeper she couldn't help but want to try making something else.
"Put the book down," Shego told herself. She hopped off the counter and slid the book back into it's place on the shelf.
Shego had yet to change out of her school uniform, so she decided that would be her next step. She lightly danced her way into the bedroom. She shuffled through her house clothes and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and a white T shirt. The house was warm so she wasn't worried about getting sick.
She went into the bathroom and got a fresh wash cloth out of the cabinet. Walking over to the sink she turned on the warm water and washed away the make up she'd applied earlier.
"What the?" She lifted her hair up and moved closer to the mirror. A small line appeared where her head had been sliced open by the bedside table. The bruises she'd accumulated that morning were gone but the ring around her eye remained.
She blinked a few times thinking maybe the image in front of her would change and reveal to her what her face really looked like, but it didn't. Instead her own confused green eyes stared back at her.
"Bitch you're trippin'." Shego said to her reflection.
She dried her face and moved into the living room. She dialed a familiar room number and was happy when its owner answered.
"Trouble," Joy answered.
"Could you come up here for a second?" Shego asked. "I just need to make sure I'm not losing my mind."
"Sure, give me a few."
Shego hung up the phone and went to check on her dinner.
There was a knock at the door a few minutes later and Shego greeted the older woman.
"I knew you young people could be speedy healers but my goodness," Joy said looking her over. "Vitamin C?"
"This is no time for jokes." Shego said. "My head was so wide open this morning I needed stitches and now."
Joy held in a laugh as Shego uncharacteristically pointed at her forehead.
The older woman shrugged.
"I don't know what to tell you." She said. "I've been around a long time and I've never seen anything like this before."
Shego sighed and rubbed the little scar on her forehead that seemed to have gotten smaller since the last time she'd touched it.
The two chatted a while before Joy left. Shego took to straightening the already clean home. She looked down at her watch and wondered what was taking her girlfriend so long. Six thirty had come and gone and it was getting closer and closer to the time Shego had to leave for work.
Shego fixed her own plate and fed Jacob his share of dinner. She sat on the living room couch and the two ate in relative silence. The classical music that had been playing had ended a few minutes prior and Shego didn't feel like starting it over.
It was nine forty-five by the time Shego heard the key card slipping into the door and it unlocking turned Jacob's attention away from his food. Shego ignored the new occupant of the house. Her blood was boiling as she suddenly felt herself become angrier than she'd ever felt before.
"Samantha," Neelam said as she took off her coat and hung it on the rack next to Shego's uniform sweater. "Don't be rude, you heard me come in."
"Welcome home," Shego forced through clenched teeth.
Neelam sighed from behind her.
"I suppose I deserve that," Neelam said. "Now be a good girl and get my dinner while I change."
Shego rolled her eyes.
"You did set out my clothes didn't you?" Neelam asked as she walked down the hall to their bedroom.
Shego didn't answer but instead got off the couch to make Neelam's plate. The last place she wanted the other woman was messing around in her orderly kitchen.
"I'd like dinner today, Samantha." Neelam said from the living room.
"Then maybe you should have been home at the time you said you'd be." She retorted before she could catch herself.
The raven haired woman shrugged she was already in for it, she may as well give the other woman a good piece of her mind.
"Tone," Came the warning from the living room.
"Time," Shego said. "It looks like we're both having problems with meanings behind four letter words beginning with T."
"I've had about enough of you today." Neelam said.
"I've had a good healthy dose of you too." Shego said. "But if you're going to bitch about something and demand it a certain fucking way, be here for it."
Before Shego knew what she was doing the plate she held in her hand had been throw at the nearest wall. The defenseless dish fell to the floor shattering on impact.
The kitchen door swung open slowly and the middle eastern woman stepped through it, but Shego ignored her. The fury in which her body shook with was scaring her more that the thought of anything Neelam could do. She wasn't even sure where this was all coming from, all she knew is that if she didn't get a grasp on it soon, things would become much worse.
"I understand you're upset about this morning..."Neelam began.
"Shut up," Shego told her. "You don't understand."
Neelam's facial expression became dark as her hands clenched into fists.
"What?" Shego asked. "You want to hit me? Why the hell not it's all you ever do anyway. You come home bitch about how I don't do anything right and then tell me how much you love me. The only thing you do consistently in the relationship is knock me on my ass."
When Neelam stayed quiet and Shego continued.
"What are you going to do the day I fight back?" Shego asked rhetorically. "What are you going to do when I stop paying the bills? What are you going to do when you can't afford this place by yourself?"
"That mouth will always be your downfall." Neelam told her.
"And yet it's the only reason you're still with me." Shego snapped. "I probably wouldn't even be this angry had you just picked up the phone. It's not that hard and it doesn't take that much energy. I'm the first fucking number on speed dial!"
Shego started to breathe evenly and her body stopped shaking. Now she was just tired.
"I ask simple things of you Samantha." Neelam said stepping toward her slowly. "Keep the house orderly, prepare dinner at a decent hour, set my clothing out. Things you should be happy to do for me, and here we are you complaining about the few duties around this place that you have."
Shego was so tired she didn't notice frying pan that was coming at her until it was too late. The two women swore they heard something crack as it connected with Shego's chest. The raven haired woman felt the air escape from her lungs and didn't have enough time before she was struck with the offending object again this time to the head.
"You force me to do such things," Neelam said as she climbed on top of the raven haired girl, She raised the frying pan above her head and prepared to bring it down with as much force as she could. "If only you'd be good."
"Jake!" Shego called as she curled into the fetal position. The large dog didn't have to be called twice.
He attacked his masters assailants clothes, forcing her off Shego. He knew better than to actually bite Neelam but did as much damage with his claws as he could.
"Fucking animal," Neelam yelled, Jacob backed out of the way of her swinging the frying pan. He didn't get closer again but he stayed in between Shego and Neelam. He growled warningly that if she came near them she wouldn't receive just a few scratches.
Shego couldn't get the bleeding to stop long enough for her to be able to open her eyes so she could see where she was going. The swinging door pushed open as she ran into it. She grabbed her school uniform sweater from off the rack and opened their room door. She held her sweater to the wound. Jacob followed her out of the door and they took their stairwell down to the lower level and exited out of an emergency exit in order to avoid people in the lobby.
Shego heard emergency alarms ring but that didn't stop her from running as fast as she could away from the hotel.
She didn't have her cell phone, no money, and she definitely wasn't going back. She knew this time she needed medical attention. There was no way around it. The wound on her head, even with the pressure of the sweatshirt, wouldn't stop bleeding.
"It's so nice that you decided to accept our invitation," James Possible told Bonnie.
Kim hid her smile, Bonnie was so uncomfortable sitting at the table it was amusing.
"It was my pleasure," Bonnie replied.
"I bet she made her come," Jim whispered to Tim loud enough for both Bonnie and Kim to hear.
"Who in their right mind would want to spend more time with Kim than necessary anyway?" Tim asked.
"Let's not have it be one of those nights," Anne said slipping out of the kitchen and taking her place at the table.
"How was school?" James asked steering the subject to something safe.
"It was fine," Kim said. "We met up with Saint John Bosco and it's sister school today regarding winter formal."
"Their student body president looks really familiar," Bonnie said as she scooped mashed potatoes onto her plate.
"You know her by her alter ego," Kim said. "She does look completely different as a civilian doesn't she?"
"Well Kimmiecub who is she?"
"Shego."
"As in Drew's right hand, your arch foe, put you in the hospital not to long ago Shego?" Anne asked.
"The very same…" Kim answered. "That last one was an accident."
"She goes to school?" Jim asked. "Like to actually get an education?"
Kim shrugged.
"She has her personal life and I have mine," Kim said looking over toward Bonnie.
The brunette blushed and concentrated on her food.
The two twin boys looked at each other and their faces widened with mischievous grins.
"Has Kim met your family?" Tim inquired.
"They must be dying to meet her." Jim said.
"Why would her parents be dying to meet me?" Kim asked.
"It's been what, three months?" Jim said.
"Three months since what?" Bonnie asked. Kim deadpanned knowing that the boys would all two willingly answer that question.
"Since you two started…" Tim was cut off.
"Tim, why don't you go and get some more tea from the refrigerator?" James said interrupting him.
The boy opened his mouth to reply but shut it when he received a glare from his mother.
Shego only had one place to go and as much as she hated that fact. She didn't have a choice. It didn't take her long to make it outside of the Possible household but there was no way she'd be able to climb up to Kim's window.
"Jake get back here!" Shego commanded as Jacob ran over to Kim's front door and began to howl and whine. The door opened and Kim stood there but that fact that she wasn't alone deterred Shego from revealing herself.
"Hello big guy." Kim said, giving Jacob a rub down. "What's your name?"
The redhead checked Jacob's dog collar and instantly recognized the last name.
"Who's dog is that?" Bonnie asked.
"I think it belongs to a friend of mine." Kim said. "I'll walk him home after you leave."
The brunette nodded and they walked to her car.
"Your family's not so bad." Bonnie joked.
Kim grinned.
"They just didn't want to scare you away. Wait until next time."
"Mhmm..." Bonnie muttered grabbing a hold of Kim and pulling her in close.
"Oh fuck," Shego groaned. The last thing she wanted to do was sit and watch Kim Possible make out with her girlfriend, but she didn't have a choice.
It was five minutes before Bonnie actually left and when Kim tried walking in the direction of the hotel Jacob ran the other way, back toward the house.
"Come on boy," Kim called but knew something was up when the dog went into some bushes near her house and wouldn't come out.
"I'm dying and you're sucking your girlfriend's lungs out." Shego muttered when Kim finally got close enough. She was sitting up against the side of the Possible house hidden by medium sized hedges.
"Shit!" Kim said when she saw all the blood. "What happened to you?"
"Pet problems…" Shego joked.
"Mom!" Kim called. "Come on."
The redhead helped the villainess up from her sitting position and they were nearly to the front door when Anne appeared.
"My god," The other woman said. She flanked Shego's other side and they assisted her inside.
Once in the house they went into the dining room where they had excellent lighting.
"Head wounds are the best ya know," Shego said, she was getting dizzier by the second. "No matter how much pressure you put on them they just keep bleeding and bleeding and bleeding..."
"Lay her down," Anne told Kim. "I'm going to need my medical kit."
Kim guided Shego down onto the table and had her lay there.
Kim slowly moved Shego's hand away from the sweater and gently pulled it away from her face.
The amount of blood made Shego's wound look a lot worse than it actually was.
"Warm water Kim, hurry." Anne said coming back.
"Jacob," Shego said. "He's such a good boy."
"Shh sweetie it'll be okay." Anne told her grasping her hand.
"But Jake," She tried again but Anne hushed her.
Kim came back quickly with the water her mother requested. She watched as her mother dabbed away all but the freshest of the blood that had collected on Shego's head wound.
"Have you had stitches before?" Anne asked.
"Yes," Shego said.
"Then you know the drill." She said. "This'll hurt a bit but it'll feel much better in the end."
Howling from outside made Anne frown.
"What is that noise?"
"Jacob," Shego responded hoarsely.
Kim disappeared from her sight but soon returned. Shego could feel Jacob stand on his hind legs and lick her hand.
"You brought a dog into my dining room?" Anne asked. "While I'm applying stitches?"
"He's a good boy," Shego repeated. "Go sleep Jake."
Jacob looked from the empty corner she was implying he sleep in and back to her.
"Go on," She coaxed.
He licked her hand again and went and did as he was told. He didn't immediately close his eyes instead he laid down and watched them closely.
"Smart dog," Kim said.
"What caused this?" Anne asked.
"She's out," Kim said.
Shego was out cold the minute Jacob laid down in his new corner. Where she knew he would remain until she woke up or someone told him to do otherwise.
It took Anne a few minutes to complete the task and again she wiped away as much blood as she could, over the stitching she placed a bandage.
"She can't stay on the table." Anne said.
"You're not thinking we carry her up the stairs are you?" Kim asked.
"Not "we"," Anne said. "You."
Kim looked from her mother back to the sleeping from of her abused friend, it was going to be a long night.
Kim didn't have too hard of a time getting Shego up the stairs and into her bedroom. Shego slept soundly the whole way, even after Kim had accidentally gotten the girl's leg caught between the banisters.
Laying Shego down was the easy part. She looked the raven haired girl over and noted her blood stained shirt, most of it which was still wet. They would definitely have to be removed before Kim went and got comfortable enough for bed.
The teen hero went to her closet and rummaged through it for something big enough for Shego to wear. Kim analyzed her own body in comparison to Shego's and shook her head. Even though the other girl was just a few months older her body had matured much more quickly than the redhead girls.
She finally found a shirt big enough for the raven haired girl to wear. It was a plain grey T shirt she usually reserved for summer sleeping. It provided her more than enough room to wiggle around and get comfortable in.
She went back over to her bed and again looked the other girl over. How she was going to pull the shirt off without waking the other girl was a mystery to her, but she supposed that if Shego survived the climb up the stairs without stirring, a simple shirt change wouldn't faze her.
Kim lifted the top half of Shego's body from the bed and slid behind her in order to keep the raven haired girl from falling backwards. The younger girl gently pulled the blood soaked shirt up mid way, slipping Shego's arms through each hole she pulled it off all the way.
"Oh my…"
Kim frowned deeply when she noticed the discoloration on the older girls chest. Upon closer inspection she ran her fingers over the bruised skin and instantly knew Shego had at least two broken ribs. She discarded her change of shirt plan and shifted enough to where she was able to pull out her Kimmunicator.
"Wade,"
"Hey Kim," A young dark skinned boy replied as his face appeared on the screen.
"Can you get me Betty Director?" She asked.
"Sure thing," He answered. "Give me a few and…"
His face disappeared from the screen and Betty Director appeared.
"What can I do for you Ms. Possible?" The brunette asked.
"I've got a bit of an emergency." She answered. "So if you aren't busy…"
"I'll come as soon as I can," Betty answered and their communication was cut.
Kim sighed. She just didn't understand how the martial artist had come to be in her current state. Kim had never managed to do something even remotely akin to this during their fights. Had she been outnumbered? Kim dismissed that idea when she remembered Shego's earlier words.
"Pet problems?" Kim asked herself out loud. Kim considered the idea that Shego was in an abusive relationship but shook her head. Shego's mind set was of someone who could handle a relationship like that. The other girl enjoyed fighting but she wasn't necessarily out to do any harm, she just liked the challenge. Kim mulled over the notion that Shego had possibly been out with her girlfriend and had been attacked. She let that idea go; Shego definitely wouldn't have been dressed like she was if she was out.
Kim considered the other girls clothing and thought maybe she had been out playing a game and things turned bad unexpectedly, but she couldn't been sure. There was just way to many possibilities about what could have happened to the young villainess. She didn't have any more time to wonder when a knock at her door came.
Kim pulled one of her blankets that wasn't made with the bed on Shego's revealed top half just in case Doctor Director hadn't come alone.
"Come in," Kim called.
Her door opened slowly and Betty Director followed by Kim's mother.
The Global Justice commander's eye automatically focused in on the unconscious Shego.
"I thought everything was taken care of," Anne told Kim.
"Not exactly," Kim said moving just enough of the blanket aside for the two women to see their new set of circumstances.
"You should have called me earlier," Betty said. The brunette pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number.
"She hasn't been here that long," Anne responded.
Kim sat there concentrating on the broken ribs of the other girl. What if she had made the damage worse by carrying her up the stairs the way she had. What if that wasn't the only thing that was wrong with Shego and instead of laying there in a deep sleep she was slowly dying.
"Fuck," Kim cursed. "We should have been more responsible than this."
"Calm down, Kimmie." Anne said. "The head lesion was the only thing she mentioned when she got here, had you not moved the shirt she could have been in worse condition by morning."
"Which could be another problem," Betty said. "What else could there be wrong that she didn't mention?"
The two redheads sighed.
Whoever Doctor Director called finally answered.
"I need two red units," Was all she said before hanging up.
Kim blocked out the older two women as they began to converse about Shego's current situation, it allowed her mind to wonder back around to what could have caused this and she silent wondered if Doctor Director could perhaps know.
"We won't know until she awakens," Betty said reading Kim's facial expression. "and even then, she may not want to talk about it."
Kim nodded.
"Honey, who are all these people?" James possible asked as more Global Justice officials appeared. There were three females and one male and on sleeves of their uniforms were red bands with crosses on them.
"We had a bit of a situation come up once you boys went to bed." Anne explained.
The brown haired man looked over his wife's shoulder.
"Rest assured this will all be taken care of by first light," Doctor Director assured them.
"I want to go," Kim said when the four medics approached her with a stretcher.
"I don't think that…" Betty started but Kim cut her off.
"She came to me," Kim argued. "If she didn't want me to be with her she wouldn't have come."
Betty Director was going to point out that Kim's mother was a brain surgeon and Shego's head injury what most likely brought her to the Possible household but she decided against it.
"If your parents agree…"
"We do," Anne said, and with that Betty nodded.
"It's going to be a long night." Betty said.
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Authors Note: I didn't intend for their relationship to get this violent but urmm…The story writes itself…
