Well, here's Chapter 7. Again, it didn't get out as fast as I wanted. I got sick last week and I can't write when I'm sick. Well, I guess I could but it wouldn't make much sense. Believe me, y'all should be glad I waited. But here it is. And I'm happy with it.

The next chapter may be a little slow in coming as well. Not only are my days busy but my nights are as well now. But I'll write when I can. And I'll get it out as soon as possible…

For disclaimers see Chapter 1.

Thanks to Laura once again. Only about a month and a half, my dear! It's coming up!

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The crying eventually died down to soft sniffs and then into silence. Kim and Ron still clung to each other until each tear had dried up.

Ron was the first to pull back and his brown eyes seemed to want to take in all of Kim's face. Kim smiled at him, kissed his forehead and then slipped back into the chair and cuddled as close to Shego as she could, practically sitting in her lap. Shego, of course, didn't mind. She let Kim snuggle up to her and pulled her even closer with an arm wrapped around the red headed woman's waist. And she watched as Ron's eyes tracked Kim's movement and settled on her.

What was this young man going to do? Would he get mad at seeing his best friend in the arms of a woman? And not just any woman but one who used to be their enemy.

His eyes grew wide and a grin split his face. "Shego!" he yelled, just now noticing the other woman. "You're alive, too?" He jumped up and gave her an awkward hug. "This is great!" he said as he pulled away. "This is perfect." His smile grew and he looked between the two women for a second before he let out a loud "Whoop", startling Kim so much that she jumped. "You even got the girl, huh Kim?" He took a step back. "You look good together!"

Kim's face flared up in a blush while Shego just smirked and tightened her grip on her love's waist. Letting out a small, almost unheard, sigh the younger woman turned and buried her face into Shego's neck, nuzzling the raven haired woman in an obvious sign of affection.

Shego lifted her chin, allowing Kim better access and a sound that sounded almost like a purr came from deep within her chest.

Ron watched all of this with wide eyes, his grin slowly fading away in his confusion. He glanced over at Anne who just shook her head and gave him a look that told him that all would be explained very soon.

A soft yawn from Kim brought everyone's attention back to the two cuddling women.

"Tired, Pumpkin?" Shego whispered.

Kim nodded, her green eyes already half-way shut.

"You've had an exciting morning," Anne said as she stood up. "Your mind is probably on overload. Why don't you two go up to Kim's room and take a nap?"

Kim nodded and stood up, Shego following her lead. And as the two women left the room, Kim leading and Shego as close as she could be without tripping the younger woman, Ron looked over at Anne and opened his mouth to speak.

"Don't bother, Ron," Anne said holding up a hand. "Come to the kitchen. I'll make some coffee and I'll tell you everything I know."

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"I don't see how humans can wear these things all the time," Shego said with a growl as she struggled to take off the pants she was wearing.

"I think they get cold without them," Kim answered as she took off her shirt. "I mean, it's not like they have fur all over their bodies."

"True," Shego said with a nod. She finally stepped out of the pants and finished undressing before she slipped under the covers on Kim's bed. "I just feel constricted in them."

Kim smiled as she joined Shego, just as naked as the other woman. "Me, too." She scooted over until she was curled up next to Shego, her head on the older woman's shoulder and her arm around her waist. She let out a contented sigh when Shego's hand started rubbing her back. "But this body has its advantages."

"Oh really?" Shego asked with a smirk. "Like what?"

""We're taller," Kim said, lifting her head so she could look into Shego's eyes. "We have fingers." She wiggled said fingers on her right hand. "And…" She narrowed her eyes in thought, making Shego grin at the cute face she made.

"And?"

Kim's eyes lit up. "I know!" She propped herself up on her left elbow, keeping her right arm around Shego's waist. "We can do this!" She leaned forward and without so much as a 'How do you do', captured Shego's lips with her own.

Shego's eyes widened but as the pleasant sensations of the kiss started coursing through her she let her eyes close. Kim's lips were soft and questing and Shego reveled in the feelings they produced. She wanted more.

Instinct took over for both women. Shego pulled Kim more on top of her causing them both to gasp at the feel of skin on skin. And after the first pleasant shock of that feeling, Kim took advantage of Shego's open mouth. Her tongue crept inside and when the two tongues met something new escaped Kim's mouth. A moan.

The need to breathe forced them to pull apart, chest heaving and pupils dilated in arousal.

"God, Kimmie," Shego managed to gasp out. "Where did you learn that?"

Kim smiled and buried her face in Shego's hair. "I don't know." She kissed the neck presented to her in her position and proceeded to get comfortable where she was, which was still on top of the raven haired woman. They both gave soft moans as Kim's wiggling hit a few choice spots on their bodies. "I like it."

Shego snorted. "Me, too!" She kissed the shoulder next to her. "Let's do it again sometime."

A nod was her only answer before they fell asleep with grins on their faces, the morning catching up to them once again.

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Anne slowly opened the door, her heart pounding. James and the boys had just returned home and were waiting in the den for "the surprise" Anne had for them. She was a little unsure on how to go about presenting Kim and Shego to her husband and sons. But she didn't want to just blurt it out. On the other hand, having Kim just walk into the den seemed a little shocking as well.

Hell, she thought. This whole thing is shocking.

Although, Ron had taken it rather well. Of course, growing up fighting evil geniuses with Kim probably helped in the shock-factor.

When the blonde had left just thirty minutes before the rest of the Possible family arrived, he had promised to visit again and not just to see Kim. He hugged Anne saying, "You were always like a second mom to me, Mrs. P. I'm glad I got back in touch with you."

Now, here she was, slowly opening the door to her daughter's room, frantically trying to think of a way to tell her husband that the daughter they thought was dead…is alive.

The first thing she thought when she entered the room was how nice it was to actually have someone in the bed. For a year she would walk into the room and it would seem like a tomb. But now, even after just one morning, the room seemed much livelier. The next thing she thought was that her daughter and Shego must be sleeping real close together. That lump under the covers was just one big lump not two smaller lumps.

And as she walked further into the room she thought Oh God. Kim and Shego were sleeping real close together. Try on top of each other! She thought with wide eyes. And…they were naked!

Of course, she couldn't see much, they were under the covers, but Kim (who was on top of Shego and had her head on the older woman's shoulder) had her arm above the covers and her bare shoulders and back were peeking out as well. And Anne could see Shego's pale green shoulders from under Kim.

Okay, Anne. She thought, taking a deep breath. It's okay. You know they're in love. And they were cats, for God's sake. Clothing is basically a foreign concept to them. With a small sigh she softly touched Kim's bare shoulder.

"Kimmie? It's time to get up."

Kim slowly blinked her eyes open and looked up at her mom with her eyelids at half-mast.

"Come on, sweetie. There's someone downstairs that wants to see you."

Kim blinked and pushed herself up on her arms. She then proceeded to stretch out her back by leaning back on her knees and pushing with her hands. All of this being done naked and over Shego, who was now awake and watching all of this through hooded eyes.

Anne blushed at the scene, which could be very sexual if thought about. But she knew the two women had no idea about the sensuality of the act. At least, that's what she told herself.

"Okay, girls," Anne said interrupting another stretch of Kim's. "Come on downstairs." She started to walk out the door. "And put on some clothes." She closed the door behind her, shaking her head. "Cat personalities in human bodies. Why don't they just pour sexuality over them and be done with it?"

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"I wonder who wants to see me," Kim said as they left her room.

Shego, who was behind her, shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe another friend from before."

"Mmm," Kim said. They reached the stairs and started down them. "Maybe it's another boyfriend." She glanced behind her and smirked at Shego, who in turn glared at her.

"If it is, no more crying jags. That wore me out and I wasn't even doing the crying."

"Oh boo-hoo," Kim teased as they entered the den. "You'll live."

"Kimmie?" a shocked voice said from the sofa.

Kim turned her head back around and jerked to a stop, causing Shego to run into her back. In front of her stood a man. A human male. And he was really close.

She shrank back into Shego, her heart pounding and her eyes wide.

"Kimmie-cub?" The man said, his voice choking up and his eyes filling with tears.

Anne stepped up from behind the man. "Sweetie, this is your father, James Possible. And these," she motioned to two younger men Kim hadn't noticed. "Are your brothers, Jim and Tim."

Father? She had a father? That didn't make sense. Do humans know their fathers? As a cat she never even thought about her father. He got her mom pregnant and left, which was expected. But were humans supposed to stick around? They did that?

Her father took a few steps closer to her, causing her to tense up even more and take another step back, pushing Shego back as well. She wouldn't look at him. Maybe if she didn't make eye contact he wouldn't hurt her. That's all male humans wanted to do anyway. Ron was the only exception to the rule.

"Kim," the man asked. "What's wrong?"

"Kimmie, how was school today? Did you ace that test you took?"

She shook her head, the memories coming at too fast a pace. And they were jumbled. Not as clear as they were for her mom and Ron.

"Stupid cat! Why are you sitting on the bed!" A heavy hand knocking her to the floor

"Hey, Kimmie-cub. What happened to your cheek? Did you fall?" A soft hand caressing her sore cheek.

"Damn cat! You clawed up the chair!" A foot connecting to the stomach and sending her flying.

"Bubble-butt, why don't you sit in your daddy's lap and let him read you this rocket book, huh?" A lift into strong, secure arms.

"Fucking cat!" A throw across the room. "You scratched me! You'll pay for that you bitch!" A beer bottle hitting her on the back.

"Alright, Kim. Let's see if your old man can throw a baseball." A baseball sailing over her head and landing behind her. "Guess not. Maybe I should stick to what I know best, huh?"

"Get out of my way!" A step on a sensitive tail.

"I love you, Bubble-butt." A hug around a small body.

"Pumpkin?"

Shego's concerned voice broke Kim out of her memory induced trance. She took comfort in the fact that it was Shego that was leaning over her but she was very confused as to how she got on the floor in the first place.

"Shego?" She blinked and rubbed a hand over her face. "What happened?"

"You just fell to the floor," Shego stated, running a hand through Kim's hair and then gently wiping away a stray tear from her love's ashen cheek. "What did you see?"

Kim closed her eyes and shook her head. "Bad things," she muttered.

"About your father?" Shego asked, her voice full of steel. If this man had hurt her Kimmie there would be Hell to pay.

"I-I don't think so." Kim opened her eyes. "My human from before I met you. I don't…I can't handle male humans very well," she added in a whisper. "They hurt me."

"Kim?" her father said from the other side of the room, the concern in his voice very obvious.

But that concern didn't stop Kim from flinching at his deep voice. She raised pleading eyes to Shego and the pale green woman simply nodded.

Standing up, Shego turned to face the Possible family, taking in the worried faces, as well as the anxious hands in front of Kim's father as he waited on news of his daughter.

"She's in shock," Shego said. "She hasn't had good experiences with men lately. So, just give her a little bit."

She watched as Kim's father's eyes widened at her news. And then watched as anger entered his expression. "Who hurt her?" He asked, his voice becoming hard and his hands clenching into fist. "By God, who hurt her? I will personally find them and kill them myself."

Anne put a hand on James' shoulder, calming him down (or at least trying to). "James," she said. "It's not what you think."

"Not what I think?" James said, turning to face his wife. "My little Kimmie has been…" he swallowed. "Hurt by some man! Now how is that 'not what I think'?"

"She wasn't raped, James," Anne whispered. "Just hurt."

"How?"

"Probably beaten," Anne answered.

"And that's better?"

"Not at all." She cupped his cheek and looked him in the eyes. "But calm down. She's been through a lot. Don't scare her anymore than she already is."

James looked over at his shaken daughter. Her green eyes were wide and she was staring at him with fear written all over her face. But there was something in her eyes that gave him hope. She seemed to want something from him. Maybe assurance that he wouldn't hurt her?

Kim studied the man across the room who was supposedly her father. He wasn't overly tall and he wasn't big. He was about average. His brown hair was graying and his face looked haggard, like he'd been through a lot in the past year. But his eyes. His eyes were gentle and loving. The kind a father would look at his daughter with. She wanted to trust him. She wanted to love him. She wanted him to be her father.

"I love you, Kimmie-cub." A soft kiss on the cheek and a hug around a teenaged body. "I'm proud of you. You do so much and ask for so little in return. How could I ask for a better daughter? You make your daddy very happy."

"Daddy?"

To be continued…