AN- sorry for the long wait, you guys. But here's one of the last three chapters of Savin' Me.

A heads up- This does NOT take place right after the end of the last chapter. There is a two month skip. For those of you wondering why I did this, there is a reason. And I'm even concidering making a whole fic about exactly what happened. But for right now, I want it to be a mystery to you guys.

Now enjoy.

The room was quiet for the first time in months, and Shego took the time to relish the rare delicacy. Lounging on her coach with a book in her lap, she allowed her muscles to relax and the silence to overwhelm her. It had been three months since Kim Possible started staying with her, since saying she was trapped didn't really apply. Kim could've easily escaped after the third week, since Shego disabled more than half the traps and security devices after the red head started to get on her nerves. Yet, the teen hero still remained in her house, eating all her food.

Shego's eyebrows furrowed as she slowly started to realize that Kim had been absent nearly the entire day. She hadn't heard from the cheerleader since breakfast, and no alarms had gone off… Maybe she fell into that hole I built the other day with the oil slicked walls… She chuckled lightly at the mental image the idea gave her, before her mind tossed another thought at her. Or maybe she finally left you. Frowning, Shego let her eyes wonder from the pages of her book to the hallway that lead to Kim's room. It wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing if Kim left, but it wouldn't be the same in the house anymore, she noted reluctantly. Though, Kim had been trying to sneak up on her a lot more often lately, and was trying her hand in pranks. Not too successfully, however, but still annoying.

The sound of fabric rustling behind her brought her attention back outwards, a frown pulling at her lips. Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. Clenching her jaw in annoyance, Shego turned the page loudly, hoping that the redhead would just go away. The gentle whisper of Kim's clothing brushing against the wall tore through the silence like a knife, the sounds moving closer. Throwing down her book in frustration, Shego leapt to her feet and stalked to her room, closing the door behind her. The green skinned thief was only slightly surprised when she heard the other girl pouting on the other end.

"Shego!" Kim Possible whined, her fingers drumming lightly on the wooden obstacle that separated her from her target. "That's not fair! You know I'm not suppose to go in your room!" Shego couldn't help the smirk that grew on her face. Kim had learned not to break the rules last time she tried to sneak into the villainess room, having been thrown into the pit of cockroaches. This made her take a moment to ponder her seemingly obvious fetish with pits and holes, before shaking it off as spending too much time with a certain blue doctor.

"That was the point, Princess!" She called back, moving to lay on her bed and tucking her hands behind her head. Closing her eyes gently she tried to summon up the silence that she was enjoying only a moment before.



The drumming on her door grew louder, and she could almost hear the red head's pout intensify. "But now what am I suppose to do?"

"How about you go jump in a lake? That sounds like a great plan to me!"

"If you like it so much, why don't you go do it yourself?" Kim huffed loudly, and Shego could almost see her arms crossing over her chest, her bottom lip jutting out ever so slightly as her eyebrows pulled down in a hurt expression. This made the thief frown. Her and Kim's relationship had changed over the course of three months, their banter no longer hurtful and sarcastic, but playful and light. Their fights didn't come from rage and annoyance, but because they enjoyed the mental exercise of trying to one up the other in a battle of wits. They no longer thought of these things as their job, but as fun, and Shego wasn't sure she liked that prospect. No, she knew she liked it, her mind corrected her. She liked the closeness that the two were beginning to become so accustomed to, she liked the light teasing, she liked the blushing that Kim always managed to do. She liked it all. She just didn't like what that meant.

"I think I might, just to get away from you!" Kim gasped loudly and playfully, her knuckles knocking on the door once before she moved away.

"Well, if you're gonna be mean and lock yourself in there, I'm going to eat all the food!" Shego's eyes widened in terror. If there was one thing that Kim could beat her in, that would be an eating contest. She just couldn't compete with the teenager's stomach, even though she tried on numerous occasions. And if there was one threat that she knew Kim would carry out, it was the one she just made.

"I swear to god, Kimmie, if you even touch ONE of my Fritos, your ass is mine!" Jumping off her bed, Shego thrust open the door and scanned the living room wearily. Seeing no sign of the menacing teen, she made her way to the kitchen to protect her precious chips.

Kim Possible could barely contain the giggles that were fighting to spill from her lips as she watched her pray move into the kitchen. Adjusting herself from her spot up on the walls, wedged in the corner, she waited for the perfect moment. Once the woman passed her corner, Kim stealthily dropped down to the ground, careful to land with as little noise as possible. Tip-toeing up behind the woman, Kim wrapped her arms around Shego from behind, causing the pale thief to stiffen. Moving up on the tip of her toes, Kim pressed her mouth near a green ear, before moving it slowly. Cruuuunch!

Shego's eyes grew wide in terror as she turned around quickly to find Kim Possible standing behind her, her last bag of Fritos in hand. Glaring at the redhead, Shego lit a hand up threateningly. "Kimmie, I suggest that you hand those over before someone gets hurt."

Kim dug her hand into the bag, slowly bringing a single chip out and moving it up to her lips. "But Shego, they're just so good!" Opening her mouth slightly, she stuck a small corner into her mouth, and began to nibble on it. Making a sound of sheer pleasure, Kim overly exaggerated how much she was enjoying the corn chip. "Oh, I think I'm in heaven!" Shego took a step forward, bringing her fist up ready to punch the red head as she popped the chip in her mouth.

Crrruuuu-CRASH!



Shego's body froze as the house shook visibly, a few of the paintings she had on her wall falling to the ground. Kim stood dumb-founded, staring at the bag of chips as if the salty tasting food had caused the crash. Shego didn't doubt that that's exactly what the teen thought had caused it, but she knew better. Someone was trying to break into her fortress, and by the sounds of things, doing a very good job at it. Swearing under her breath, Shego grabbed Kim by the arm and tugged her into the living room. Throwing her down on the couch, she climbed on top of the frightened hero as the ceiling slowly started to crumble. Bracing herself against the small pieces of her house that fell on her back, she looked down at her trembling prisoner. "Shego… Whats going on?" She whispered, her voice showing the fear that filled her as the house crumbled around them.

"You're knights in shining armor have come to rescue you, Princess, from the terrible monster." Shego grunted as a final crash echoed through the room before a cold draft suddenly surrounded them.

"Shego! Give it up, you're surrounded! Booyah!" The thief didn't even have to look up to tell whose voice that belonged to, but did anyways to fix a deadly glare at the blonde standing in the hole in the wall.

"Buffoon, what the hell are you doing here?" She snarled angrily, raising herself off of Kim and the couch to stalk angrily over to the overly confident idiot. Ron just looked right past her, his eyes filling with concern as he spotted a terrified Kim on the couch.

"KP!" He rushed at her, throwing his arms around his best friend tightly. "KP, I'm so sorry it took us this long to get you! I knew that it wasn't you! I knew it but no one would listen to me!" He half yelled in her ear, leaving Kim confused about more than one thing.

"What-? How-?" She tried to ask the numerous questions that were filling her mind, but failed. Instead, she settled on fixing a questioning look at the thief.

Shego sighed angrily, "You know when Dr. D made all those clones of you? Yeah, well, I used one of the extra DNA samples of you we had laying around to make one last clone, and left it in your place. Don't get me wrong, I still hate cloning, but hell. It took them three and a half months to figure it out. I say it worked out perfectly." She smirked as best as she could, despite the growing lump in the pit of her stomach. They're here to take Kimmie back…

Ron looked up at her, his rage easily readable on his face. "Shego! You went too far! I mean, Kidnapping Kim?" His jaw clenched as his eyes narrowed. Tightening his grip on Kim, he looked back out the hole he had came through. "There are over one hundred GJ out there, and they're gonna arrest you. Might as well give yourself in, since you're not going to get away this time."

Shego laughed. She laughed hard and long, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye. "Oh, Buffoon! That was a good one! Man, I haven't heard something that funny in ages!" His glare intensified as confusion was added to his list of emotions. Shego just smirked at him, walking past the blonde and the still shocked Kim before hitting a button that was once hidden behind a fallen painting. "You seriously think I made this place without an escape route? How fucking idiotic can you get?" Giving them one last laugh, 

she ran down through the passageway that had opened up. The door closed behind her, and her smirk fell from her lips. Only daring to slow down when she saw her jet in the hanger, untouched by GJ agents. Walking up to the door, she allowed her fingers to trail slowly over the metal before opening it and climbing in. Settling herself in her chair, she allowed her frown to deepen even more.

After a stunt like that, Shego knew nothing would ever be the same again. No longer would she just be a thief or a sidekick, but the kidnapper of the great teen hero. GJ wouldn't allow the slight slip ups in the agents that always went to capture her. They wouldn't even allow her to get near Kim anymore. A stunt like that just secured her future. Goodbye, Kimmie…

The hanger opened up, and the Jet took off to a destination unknown.

KPKPKP

Kim still couldn't believe it, even as she sat on her own bed, her parents right outside her door, making sure nothing like that ever happened again. Even after a week, they were still like that, not letting Kim leave their sights for more than a moment or for school. Even then they were reluctant, only releasing Kim in Ron's care. Kim should feel happy to be home, she should be enthused to see everyone after so long. She knew this, but it didn't stop the hollow feeling that flooded her being.

There was still so much that Kim wanted to do with Shego, so many things that she wanted to learn. She didn't even find out what that stupid song meant. Kim flinched at the thoughts, and quickly corrected herself. No, the song wasn't stupid, and the more she thought about it, the more it became important to her. She had grown accustomed to having Shego around, having to do the stupid little training stunts that the older woman insisted that she do. She missed having to pick locks, to have to dodge lasers and jump over the insane amounts of trap holes. She missed the way that Shego smirked every time she failed, and missed the way the thief would turn her head to hide the proud smile every time she succeeded. She missed the pranks that she pulled on Shego, even though she knew Shego knew about them every time and only acted like she was surprised. And Kim was mildly shocked that she could admit something to herself easily.

She missed Shego.

To what extent, she didn't know, but she would find out. Their relationship had changed and deepened throughout the course of time, and to Kim it felt natural. It wasn't like the friendships that she had to work hard at to maintain, or like the ones that took years to build. Shego wasn't so different from Kim, and Kim from Shego, and it made everything comfortable. It made everything feel right.

Kim grounded her teeth together, her fingers drumming on her blankets in thought. So what did this mean? How did Kim feel about Shego? Kim knew she thought of the black haired woman as a friend, but it grew deeper than that. More than what she felt for Monique. More than what she felt for Ron. Maybe she liked Shego as a sister? But the things that happened between them during the three months… Definitely not sisterly. She took comfort from the thief, she was happy when she was around. She felt content, carefree, joyful, and so much more.



But what did that mean?

Does it really matter? It's not like you'll see her again. The thought ripped at her heart as it replayed in her mind. It was the truth, and the redhead knew it, but she didn't want to accept that. Shego would find a way to see her, to come get her, to steal her away again so they can go back to being the way they were. But did Kim really want that? Yes. The answer was simple to that question. Did she want to be with Shego more than her family? Maybe. That wasn't quite as simple, the but fact that she had to even consider meant something big to her. Something really big.

Kim flopped back onto her bed and stared up at the ceiling in defeat.

She had her answer.

Next Chapter.

What did Kim decide? What will she do about it? And for that fact how is Shego coping with the distance that she obviously didn't want in the first place? Review, and I'll update and tell you.