Author's Note: I'm proud to say that it hasn't been a super long time since i last updated this one. I think I just suddenly had some inspiration and motivation to actually write and so this came out. I hope you guys enjoy it, and please let me know what you guys think :)


"Yes, she's mine," Shego said, in a small voice. Then she seemed to find strength again and said, "Her name is Sara. She's your granddaughter." She then turned to Kim and said, "Please take Sara into the other room for a little bit. She can watch TV with the Wegos."

The redhead didn't hesitate to take the confused child into the other room, practically sprinting down the hallway.

"You didn't give her up for adoption," he said in a matter of fact tone.

"I didn't."

Jason turned to Isabelle, "Did you know about this?"

His wife nodded and the frown on his face only deepened.

He straightened his back before raising his hand back, bringing it down towards Shego's cheek. It hit her with enough force to make her stagger back a step, and the sound of the impact echoed around the foyer.

"Jason!" Isabelle gasped in slight horror. They may have trained their children since a young age to fight, but they never HIT their kids.

"You're a disgrace," he spat. "You should've gotten rid of her instead of keeping her around to continually relive that shame."

Shego cracked her neck and turned her eyes back towards him. Her lip had split and a little bit of green blood trickled down her chin. "I don't regret keeping her. Unlike our relationship, Father, I love Sara and she loves me. I don't treat her like shit."

His face reddened as he pulled back his hand to swing again, but this time Shego grabbed his wrist before impact.

"Dad, you may hate me, you may think I'm a piece of shit, but that doesn't give you the right to hate Sara. She's your granddaughter, and whether you like it or not, she's done nothing wrong. She's a child who needs a family. While you may not see me as your kid anymore, you can't deny her the right of knowing her grandfather and being given the chance to be loved by him. She deserves a chance."

Jason ripped his arm from her grip and crossed his arms over his chest. "You want me to be civil to your bastard child?" he growled.

Isabelle was the next to make a move, grabbing her husband's shirt and pulling him down to her eye level. "Stop it."

Jason looked at his wife in slight astonishment. She was the one who was always supposed to be on his side, and she had never been one to try to knock him down a notch in front of their own children.

His wife took a few deep breaths and said in a very calm and cold voice, "You are going to go out there and you are going to meet your granddaughter. You are going to treat her like a human, and no matter what you may have thought Selene did wrong, you are NOT going to put that on the child. She's innocent. If you even DARE to do anything I deem wrong, I'll leave this house in an instant and I won't be coming back."

Jason grew quiet.

"I love you, Jason," Isabelle finally said with a soft sigh, "but you're in the wrong. I will never allow my granddaughter to be harmed by anyone in her family. If you feel that you can't be kind to her and try, then I don't think I can stay with you."

"Isabelle…" His voice trailed off. Slowly he lowered his eyes and said, "I'll try."

She smiled at him softly and said, "Good. Now go greet Sara properly."

Shego's father slowly moved into the other room and the ex-villain and her mother turned to follow.

Shego had a pained look on her face.

Isabelle gently placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, you've at least gotten him to try."

"No… I mean I'm sorry I had never stood up for you." The older woman wrapped her arms around her daughter.

Shego managed a small smile as she hugged her mom, "It's okay. You've always been here for me. You never had to stand up to him to prove that to me."

Isabelle leaned back slightly, cupping her daughter's cheek, "I wish I had though."

Shego leaned forward and kissed her mother on the forehead before pulling back. "Come on, let's head to the kitchen. We should start making dinner."

Her mother squeezed her hand gently and followed her out of the foyer.


Kim was hesitant to let Sara go when she saw Jason enter the room, but his demeanor seemed a lot calmer than before. She let Sara go to meet her grandfather, but kept an eye on the two. If anything went wrong she wanted to be able to stop it immediately.

She watched as Jason hesitantly shook Sara's hand, and how the little girl smiled at him and hugged him. He was surprised and almost didn't hug her back before she bounced over to the Wegos and plopped down in front of the TV with them.

Jason fell silent, not moving from his slightly kneeled position while he stared at the little girl. He opened and closed his mouth a few times as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he must've changed his mind, standing up and heading up the steps.

Kim left the family room and moved towards where she heard Shego and her mom moving about. She pushed open a few doors until she found herself in a large and spacious kitchen.

"Woah," was all she managed to say.

Shego turned around, "Hey Princess."

Kim froze up when she noticed the slightly red eyes of her former enemy. She also noticed the slight sniffle that Shego tried to hide.

"Are you okay?" she asked, somewhat urgently. Her eyes were wide and frantic.

Shego waved it off, "I'm cutting onions."

Kim relaxed as soon as she saw the onions in front of Shego. "I thought…"

"… that I was crying over my dad?"

Kim said sheepishly, "Kind of."

Isabelle said quickly, "I'm going to go check on Jason, I'll be right back." She hurried out of the room to let the two talk.

The redhead hesitantly moved over to the kitchen counter to stand beside Shego. Shego went back to cooking.

"I've known how my father feels about this sort of stuff for years. It's not a new concept, and I'm not going to cry over something that can't be changed."

"But… he's your dad."

"Yes, and I let him down. I'm the failure of the family. He and I have never gotten along."

Kim stared at Shego, trying to decipher what the older woman was feeling, but that was when she noticed something else. Her brows furrowed, "Are you okay? Your cheek looks a bit swollen and… did he hit you?!" She brought her fingers up to Shego's cheek and gently touched the area she thought was swollen.

Shego winced slightly before saying, "I'm fine."

"I'll get you some ice," Kim said quickly.

The green skinned woman grabbed Kim by the wrist and pulled her back. The hero stumbled slightly and she found herself being supported by Shego. "I heal quickly, Pumpkin, I don't need ice. Give it another ten minutes and the swelling will disappear and nobody will know."

There was worry throughout Kim's facial features, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Shego smiled gently and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. Now go back and watch TV with the others. Dinner will be ready in half an hour."

Kim hesitantly moved towards the door when Shego released her wrist. She turned back before leaving and said, "If you need anything, just let me know, okay?"

"Thanks."

As soon as the door shut Shego leaned against the counter and shoved the chopped onions away from her. Her mother came in a few seconds later.

"You could've just told her the truth," Isabelle said gently.

Shego sighed and placed her head in her arms. "I'm not weak, at least not in her eyes. I've never been weak. I can't show her that I'm nothing like she thought I was for all those years. I'm a coward, a wimp."

"Selene, you are not weak." She placed a hand on her daughter's back and gently rubbed circles to help her calm down a little.

Tears threatened to spill over the ex-villain's cheeks as she replied, "Yes, I am. I always have been and always will be."