A.N. I've read your reviews and here is the answer.

IT IS A HAREM!

Let me put your concerns to rest by saying that. One of you even (and its my personal fav reviewer so far) figured out what I was doing with Tara and Bonnie. So yes, they are a pair and they are both in. I really don't want the list getting too long but I guess I can tell you all who I planned on having in what will eventually be the harem (and just so you know this is NOT a set order they will be joining, its just the LIST).

Shego

Tara Strong

Bonnie Rockwaller

Vivian Frances Porter

Ann Possible

Betty Director

Kim Possible

This doesn't mean they will be the only ones he has relationships with. There IS this thing known as casual sex/friends with benefits. Also, if I'm given an idea from any of you that makes sense to me for adding a specific person I may or may not chose to add them as well. However, I would like to say this is not and never will be a smut fic. I will not post gratuitous sex scenes just for the sake of doing so. It just wasn't the plan originally and it's not going too change. I have decided to put a lemon here and there (and there has been a bit of lime already) into the story. The first will probably show up in a couple of chapters.

Also for any of you beta's out there. Lemons are annoyingly difficult to write, I've already started writing the thing! I would really appreciate another person's input on it so if a volunteer (I'll only pick one of you!) is feeling up to it please P.M. me and I'll send it to you. I'm trying to keep it tasteful while still being fully erotic and the job is fairly difficult. So if you feel confident/comfortable in beta'ing lemons let me know!

As a side note be happy that I'm not going to do what I originally planned by waiting for chapter XXX (30) :p

Feel free to P.M. me if you think you have an idea that will work. I really don't want to elaborate to much on how I plan to do things because that will ruin half the fun of the story. No point in reading something when you already know how it's going to unfold.

Have a little faith in the author (AKA me) to weave something together that works.

Longest authors note yet!

Enjoy!

Chapter X

Shego, a once hero now career villain, tapped her fingers rapidly in a steady tempo on the dash of her hovercraft. Her teeth grinding together and a growl forming in the back of her throat.

If you were to ask her yourself at any given time she would say that she was. Sexy, independent, strong, and loyal for the right price. All good things in her business. She could be a temptress when necessary. Operate alone for long periods of time on solo missions. There were few people who could stand up to her in a one on one fight. All those things could be bought if your pockets were deep enough.

Yet for all of her skills, looks, and abilities. One thing that she would admit to was that she lacked patience. For her waiting, especially when she had a goal drove her insane. As such at the current time, with her aboard her personal stealth hovercraft high above the city of Las Vegas, hovering high in the sky above the bustling City of Sin.

She was definitely walking that thin line.

"Where the fuck are you?!" Shego glanced at the many displays and devices that lay before her eyes desperately flitting from one screen to the next. It had taken her hours to narrow down her search. Her underworld contacts had been insanely useful in uncovering his tracks, 'How the hell did he make it from California too China,' she looked down at the map next to her that had been marked across the world showing where the man had been seen and shook her head once more. This was outside the range of plausibility even with current technology, 'Japan too Italy.' her left hands index finger trailed over the marks once again "then Mexico too Las Vegas?" she whispered to herself.

It didn't make sense. Especially seeing as it had all been done in less than a half a FUCKING DAY. The man hunt was pushing the limits to her already paper thin patience. She had everything she needed in the black duffel bag that lay next to her to enact her sweet revenge. Her plan was simple, use the Attitudinator held within on the blond bastard and while he was a simpering idiotic do-gooder.

Blast him to shit with her plasma.

Admittedly it was a simple plan, yet sometimes those worked the best and while she was pretty sure it wouldn't kill him... god would it feel good to at least inflict an immense amount of pain. Yet the bastard continued to evade her every move. She had sworn she had seen him earlier at a food stall along the streets of Kobe in Japan. However in the seconds it had taken her to grab the device and make her way to the open bay door to begin her attack he had disappeared without a trace.

Her mind wandered as thoughts of how much glee she would take in torturing Naruto with her plasma bubbled up to the surface. For having only met him days ago he had been lurking in the shadows of her mind the entire time. She knew that this near obsession with hurting him was a bit blown out of proportion seeing as all he had stolen from her was a kiss.

But in doing so he had bruised her pride.

He had made her feel so weak, so helpless when he had been on top of her. During those brief moments that he held power and control over her body she had been dreadfully afraid. The thought that there was a person out there who could do such a thing, incapacitate her as if she were a naught but a child. How he ignored, even though she was glad that he did, that he could take her. His smiling face as he looked down upon her, that damning knowing grin he had worn. The feelings of shame she had felt for BEING so frightened. The relief she had felt when he had suddenly disappeared.

THAT was what she couldn't forget.

It made her feel as if what she had believed to make up her very being was false.

THAT was something she could NOT let go!

Because it was all she really had.

"When I get my hands on you..." Shego growled as her eyes checked the equipment laying in front of her for what felt like the thousandth time.

Sadly for her as had happened before, he was already gone.

"WHOOOO!" Naruto shouted at the top of his lungs after finishing off his latest drink. Some odd mix of Bacardi, pineapple juice, and some other rum he couldn't be bothered with remembering.

It was good though.

"Which of you beauties haven't I bought a drink yet!" wrapping his arms around the two women besides him as he gave them a drunken smile "Or is it finally time for you to buy me one?" he suddenly pitched forwards as he lost his balance on the stool, his arms sliding off their shoulders and his face smacking against the counter as he tumbled to the ground. The laughter that followed from the surrounding patrons was merry and reached a feverish pitch as one of the drunken blonds hands pointed to the ceiling as he declared.

"I need another one of those!"

This wasn't really her scene, yet when she had been invited out earlier for drinks by a friend at the hospital earlier she hadn't been able to say no. The boys were no longer grounded and she trusted them enough not to misbehave for a few hours. James was once again stuck at work as had been the common theme for the last couple of weeks and she had found a note earlier on the table from Kim saying that she was on a mission.

Sitting on her bar stool Ann looked down at the rambunctious blond with a smile on her face. He was really something, having bought the entire crowd around them and anybody who would come within arms reach drinks, he was obviously well off. She wondered about his profession, the wad of cash he had given to the bartender earlier as he made the declaration earlier about nobody going home thirsty had even made her eyes widen.

Perhaps a doctor like herself, her mind was a bit hazy from the shots so she couldn't remember if she had asked.

Slipping off the stool she knelt besides him, noting that his eyes were now focused entirely on her. The sappy smile on his face as he gave her a wink made her smile wider than she had been in return. "You alright there?" she asked extending her right hand to help him up off the floor.

"No, it's wet... cold... and I'm pretty sure I chipped a tooth, but the view I have right now is awesome!"

With a blush Ann used her other hand to adjust her skirt so she wasn't giving him a show. She lightly slapped him on the head as if she were telling a pet dog that what it was doing was wrong, the action brought about a small chuckle from them both.

"I told you before but I'm married."

It may have been the many drinks she had sipped through, it may have been her loneliness, it may have been the stagnancy she was currently experiencing in the bedroom because of her busy husband. The multiple trials she was going through right now had added up and even though she knew these attentions were something she should have stopped when they began.

They felt good and she chose to welcome them, too a certain extent.

"Well your husbands a lucky man." reaching for her hand Naruto let Ann help him into a sitting position, "Though if I was him I don't think I'd ever let you out of my sight." he swayed a bit in his spot before pushing himself onto his feet. A far off look passing over his face as he squinted in her direction. "Whew... those things are strong, do you have a twin sister?"

With a small giggle Ann looked towards the chair her friend Margaret had been using only to find her fellow doctor missing. With a shrug she decided to enjoy the company of the young man who seemed so enthralled with her for a little longer before she went searching from the woman.

"Not that I know of." searching the crowd Ann tried to spot the blond ponytail that would hopefully give away her friends position. However she didn't try too hard. Margaret was an adult, attractive, single and more than welcome too doing as she pleased if she found someone who caught her eye. Ann also knew that her compatriot could handle herself and they could call each other on their cell's at anytime if something came up.

"Well I see two of you... are you sure? Because I think I might ask her for a date."

Her attention drawn back too the man, Ann looked left then right before rolling her eyes. He was obviously very drunk. "No silly, there's only one of me." she grabbed him by the arm and helped him to a booth on the other side of the bar. She was cutting him off. "And I think you've had to much to drink." she added as she helped him into the cushy leather seat before she sat down besides him.

"There is no such thing!" Naruto leaned against the woman beside him nuzzling into her neck as he did so before quickly pulling away, a sense of satisfaction ran through him when he noted that she hadn't tried to pull away like she did when he had done so earlier. His hands reached for the drink menu sitting on the table and he exaggerated the shout quite a bit when she slapped them away from it.

"Ouch! Hey!"

The stern look in her eyes was put off by the grin on her face, "I said no more mister." Ann chided trying her best not to laugh as he theatrically waved his hands in front of him. "You can have some water, or soda. But no more alcohol." reaching for a regular menu she opened it to the non toxic variety of drinks and put it in front of him. "Doctors orders."

Naruto stuck his tongue out at her as he picked up the menu, "Well you're not my doctor." browsing around the many different items for a moment he set it down and looked back at the woman who was leaning against the table resting her chin on her hand. For a mother of three he really couldn't tell. "Are you hungry?"

Ann quirked a brow at him, "Not really..." a snack perhaps but a full meal she wasn't in the mood for. "why do you ask?"

"Well..." his arm snaked its way around her waist and pulled her closer and an uncomfortable look crossed her features with a frown but he pressed on "I was going to try and be sneaky and turn this into a date."

"I'm MARRIED!" grabbing the offending wrist that had made its way around her waist and while trying to remove it Ann gasped when it snaked under her shirt and brushed against her ribs. This was getting a bit further than she had wanted. "Stop..." she hissed, the feelings he was stirring inside her body were not welcome.

Naruto pulled his hand away throwing them into the air as if he were surrendering. "Okay... okay I get it sorry," putting his limbs back down a feral grin made its way on his face. "You sure were leading me on though."

Indignation coursed through Ann, she had been wrong about him. He wasn't some harmless flirt. She regretted her earlier actions now as well as their conversations, yes she had flirted a bit back but she hadn't wanted to come off as an easy lay. Or as a woman looking to ruin the bonds of her marriage and it looked like she needed to let him know since he seemed to be entertaining ideas to the contrary. She stood hastily from her seat ready to put this little miscreant in his place. "Listen here! I am a HAPPILY married woman and I will not let you-"

"Oh I'm sure." Naruto didn't raise his voice, nor did he move. Instead he looked absolutely relaxed in his spot on the booth, "that's why you're out... in a bar with your girlfriend and letting me buy you drinks." he picked up the menu once more "You're obviously not interested."

She couldn't come up with a retort.

It was true that as long as the teasing had remained harmless, she hadn't stopped the attempts. Only now when he had tried to cop a feel had she shown any actual true hostility. It really did seem like she had been leading him on, married or not her actions throughout the evening DID make her seem interested.

"It's fine though." Naruto added as he waved a waitress over while setting the menu down and made a shooing motion towards Ann "I'm shuuuure that a happily married woman like yourself would hate to have a young guy like me hitting on you." he smiled toothily at the waitress whom Ann noted was blushing slightly, as well as leaning over him in a way that emphasized her cleavage. "It was nice meeting you Ann take care of yourself, I wouldn't be surprised if I see you around..."

The casual dismissal stung. Here she had been ready to lay into the man, and he hadn't bothered to give her a second glance. Even taking the wind from her sails so she had no real argument too use. After spending all night chatting her up he didn't even seem sad that she was walking away without him.

"Ann there you are!"

Her head whipped around finding Margaret looking at her with a happy smile, two drinks in her hands.

"I've been looking all over for you, after I went to the washroom and came back you were nowhere to be found..." Margaret passed her one of the drinks which she accepted with a small fake smile. After what had occurred so far tonight she really didn't feel like staying any longer but she wouldn't let her sour mood ruin her friends evening. Looking down she noticed that it was a Long Island Iced Tea, one of her favorite drinks. The sweet ambrosia would definitely cheer her up, grasping the straw between her lips she began to drink.

"What happened to that cutie that was with you?" Margaret asked innocently having no idea what had happened moments before. Ann winced as the thoughts came back. Had he not made such a blatant pass on her she would have liked him as a friend. He was charming, funny, could hold an intelligent conversation with her-

"Oh my god is that him making out with that waitress?"

The sweet drink suddenly tasted very bitter.

"This is Agent Williams."

Ron's eyes widened as he looked at the blonde woman in front of him. His idea of the F.B.I. and its employees had always drawn up images of rugged angry old men, wearing sun glasses and smoking a cigarette dressed in an all black suit.

"It's nice to meet you Kim, Ron." the woman extended a hand to Kim who took it and the pair shook. "We will be working together on this operation. In the field however please refer to me as Stephanie Queens as that is the name of my cover and it took quite a while to establish."

As she turned to him and tried to shake his hand. All Ron could do was stare.

This was not the sight he was seeing right now.

She was a good six inches or so taller than him, though it may have been because of the pink high heel pumps she was wearing. Her toned calves lead him on a very long happy trip as they traversed the rest of the way up to the edge of the black mini skirt that sat on wide hips leading to a narrow waist.

"Ron stop staring." Kim's command fell on deaf ears as his eyes fixated on her exposed stomach, the faint lines there showing the makings of a six pack. The purple cloth of the tube top she was wearing doing its best to hold her large breasts at bay. He was seeing more cleavage right now than he had ever seen before.

And he was around cheerleader's for the majority of the day sometimes!

"My eyes are up here Mr. Stoppable."

The speed his eyes moved up to her emerald eyes while trying his best to ignore the full oh so juicy lips lined with crimson was staggering and left him slightly disoriented. "Sa-sorry!" He said trying to save face with an excuse. "It's just when I think F.B.I. I think old men in suits and-"

"Not young blond bombshells like me?"

His eyes darted back down to the lips that had formed a pout that made him feel a bit breathless. Kim could learn a few tricks for her patented puppy dog pout from this woman.

"YEAH!"

"snrk." Rufus face pawed himself while shaking his head. "Oh boy."

Rolling her eyes Kim put a hand on her best friends shoulder and grabbed his hand placing it into the still extended greeting of the now to be known as Stephanie Queens. "Sorry about that Stephanie." she said with an apologetic smile as the woman shook his hand "Sometimes Ron doesn't really think before speaking." as she recalled certain past events she added "Or think at all for that matter."

"Hey! Don't diss the Ron-man when he's right here!"

The introductions complete Stephanie smiled and gave Ron a wink as she let go of his hand, "It's okay. I'm dressed this way because I want the stares. Makes people less likely to believe I'm a threat as well." the blond woman turned to the man who had lead them into the underground base of her operation. "Thanks for calling them in Agent Bradoff."

The burly man who DID match Ron's preexisting idea of an F.B.I. agent, cigarette and all gave the woman a wave over his shoulder as he walked towards the exit. "No problem, just doing my job." opening the door he threw the small group a salute and smile "Stay safe out there kids."

With a huff Stephanie rolled her eyes while motioning the teen heroes to follow her towards a large metal table nearby. "So I suppose he briefed you two about what we're going to be doing?" she asked looking over her shoulder at them. "This is a pretty dangerous mission so if you have any second thoughts at all the agency as well as the U.S. Government will not hold it against you if you back out." tapping a few buttons on the keyboard she pushed the display around so they could see what was on it.

"You called us in for Drakken?" Kim asked crossing her arms over her chest, "We deal with him all the time."

Not what she had been expecting, when she was told by Ron and then later Wade that the F.B.I. had called them for a mission she had expected something a bit more... than her usual villains.

"No not just him." Stephanie said with a press of the button the screen shifted to another image.

"Dementor?" Ron this time, he was stumped as well. These were both villains that he and K.P. fought and beat on a regular basis. Something didn't add up.

Another image.

"snrk!" Rufus had chosen this time to hop down on the table and blow a raspberry at the person on the screen "Shego!" he squeaked.

The images continued to shift, one after another villains they had fought and won against continued to appear. D. , Senor Senior Senior, his son Senor Senior Junior, Monkey Fist, Motor Ed... the images went on and on and they looked to Stephanie for an explanation.

Pressing a button to cause the image to pause on Shego, Stephanie gave the pair of teens a serious look "We know you have fought with each of these criminals before." she turned the screen back towards herself and started typing on the keyboard while continuing to speak. "However, we believe that one of them may be amassing an army." at the skeptical look on their faces she elaborated "My job undercover was dealing with the intercity gangs, keeping tabs on them. Making sure that we knew what they were up too." hitting the enter key she spun the screen around again. This time it was displaying a hooded figure in all black, barely able too be seen in the dim light that the picture had been taken in. "We don't know who it is but THIS," she pointed at the grainy image "person has been knocking out higher ups in every major gang that we know of..."

The pair paled.

"By knocking out you mean?" Kim left the question hanging, never before had she dealt with a person who would actually-

"Yes, leaders of these gangs are showing up dead,"

Ron looked a tad sick at the thought.

"That doesn't make sense none of the people we fight have ever-"

"I understand that Kim." Stephanie held up a hand to forestall any arguments, "however the precision and time table that the events occurred suggests that this wasn't a normal operation. It was done far to quickly for us to believe that it was just normal fighting amongst the gangs themselves. What we do know is that the gangs seem to be working with each other now." stepping away from the table and towards the pair she placed a hand on each of their shoulders "We aren't certain that any of the people you face are the perpetrator, but we're at the end of our ropes trying to figure out who is doing this." she really didn't like putting such a burden on what in her mind were children but they needed information, by themselves the gangs weren't a huge issue and could be dealt with by the government as they always had. If however they all banded together under a single banner, it would be a force to be reckoned with.

"I'm not asking you to get your hands bloody," Stephanie pulled a card our from a small pocket on her skirt "All I'm asking you is to keep close tabs on the villains you face. If you suspect anything AT all. Call me. I'll handle the rest."

Taking the card from her hand Kim looked at the woman with a startled expression. "So all you want us to do is spy on them?" it seemed like a fairly simple job with how dangerous she had made it sound moments ago.

"Like I said earlier if you don't want to get involved in this you don't have to." Stephanie replied walking back over to her desk, "I've already had Agent Bradoff prepare transport for your journey home. In fact sleep on it for a while, if you think you guys are up to it give me a ring that's my personal cell number." looking at Ron she gave him a wink that made him rub the back of his neck as a blush broke out over his face "Don't abuse it."

Drunkenly making her way up the stairs to her bedroom Ann swayed to the side and placed a hand against the wall to steady herself. 'That punk!' Thoughts of a smiling blond man invaded her thoughts once more, she had drank quite a bit trying to get him off of her mind earlier. It hadn't succeeded in anything but getting her utterly loaded. 'Thinks heeeee's so special well I'll show him!' stripping off her clothes as she made her way down the hall she opened the door to her room accidentally slamming it against the wall.

"Annie-bear is that you?" The sleepy voice of her husband came from the bed and as she staggered up to it "What's the matter?"

Her hands shot out and gripped him by the sides of his head pulling him close and she mashed her lips against his. "Ah-ah'm shexy sh'right honey?" she giggled as she started tried too unbutton his shirt that he slept in, haphazardly tearing a couple of them off as she did so. "Youuu's love me right?" she trailed a line of kisses down his neck planning to erase every single thought that had been welling up inside her the past couple of months.

Tired, sore, and wanting nothing more than to sleep James broke the kiss and held his wife at arms length "Are you drunk?" he asked, not wanting to have to baby sit his wife of all things in the middle of the night when he had work the next morning. He needed to finish up a lot of important project and had many business meetings where he would have to be at his best coming up. "Annie-bea-OOF!"

Falling atop her husband Ann giggled as they tumbled across the sheets when they stopped she smiled up at the man she had promised to spend a lifetime with holding the fingertips of her right hand inches apart as she whispered "A little?" she wrapped his arms around his neck trying to pull him down for another kiss.

He stopped her.

"I have work early, I'm sorry but not tonight."

Not one too give up so easily Ann pulled his face into her bosoms trying to entice him, "Pwease, ah-ah's needs you'sh shoo bad." she whispered, a wetness was building up in her eyes. However they weren't visible in the darkness of the room.

"I'm sorry Ann but I'm tired... maybe next time." rolling off her James closed his eyes trying to fall back to sleep once more, "Are you going to be okay?" he asked trying to make sure that at least this would be his only distraction from his rest for the night.

Rolling away Ann hugged herself tightly, the tears in her eyes threatening to spill but even in her drunken haze she refused to take away the precious sleep that her husband needed to be successful. "Ah-ah's think so..." she trailed off biting her lip.

"Good. I'll see you in the morning."

Shortly after his snores filled the air leaving Ann alone with her thoughts as they spiraled chaotically out of control.

'He never told me he loved me.'

And with that the tears fell freely.

A.N. Same excuse for ending it here as usual.

Ooooh the drama! I felt so terrible writing the last scene... because honestly who doesn't love Ann Possible.

Don't forget to review! Remember the more I get the more motivated I am to write!

Addendum: I don't want people to get all in a tizzy about James not loving Ann, your idea would be incorrect. Keep in mind Ann is drunk and looking for the words, James even in the show is portrayed as while being very smart intellectually he misses out quite a lot in the social aspect. He's assuming she knows that he loves her and doesn't feel the need to say it. Ann looking for affection, drunk, and being in her down mood latches on to the fact that he didn't say the words. That's the horror of alcohol people it IS fun but it is classified as a depressant for a reason. It's very easy for that fun time to change into a nightmare while inebriated.