The Second Gig Chapter Fourteen: Nightmares II, a kim possible fanfic

Chapter Fourteen: Nightmares II

Goodnight, demon slayer, goodnight
Now it's time to close your tired eyes
There are devils to slay and dragons to ride
If they see you coming, hell, they better hide
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight my little slayer goodnight

Global Justice Meeting Room...

Dr. Director entered the small conference room to mixed reaction.

All Global Justice members stood and saluted, including Ron and Agent Du, while Shego saluted mockingly from her seat. Kim and Dr. James Possible finished their conversation and turned to her, and Wade appeared on a screen which took the place of one of the chairs. Sheldon Director just smiled victoriously.

"Shall we?" Dr. Director asked, walking to the head of the table. A projector flickered on overhead, and she picked up a remote from the table. "Details have been kept to the last minute for the sake of security. Considering our opponent, I thought it was prudent to secure our operation as tightly as possible." She pressed a button on the remote, throwing up a picture of the Origa International headquarters building. "This is our target. You should all recognize it." Kim squirmed in her chair. "Our mission is twofold: Secure all personnel related to the psychosocial experimentation, and secure this man." She pressed a button on the remote again, this time throwing up an image of a man. "This is Yvarra Origa, head of Origa International. He is our primary target. Our intelligence suggests that he has operational oversight over every project undertaken at his company. As such, he will be invaluable in discerning exactly the extent of the illegal activities conducted by his organization."

"It can't just be us," Shego said.

"All of the other teams have been briefed separately and individually to minimize the chance of the mission being compromised by a leak," Dr. Director said. "Also, if there is a leak, we can track it to the team responsible."

"Why is my dad here?" Kim asked.

"He's here to brief us on the layout of the facility. If you would be so kind, Dr. Possible," Dr. Director replied, taking her seat.

Dr. Possible stood and walked to the head of the table, taking the remote from Dr. Director. "Thanks to the Athena II satellite we recently developed, we were able to take scans of the facility," he said. He fumbled with the remote, and the image changed to that of a rendering of the building. "This is a three-dimensional rendering of the Origa International facility. Unfortunately, we were unable to detect any of the contents of the rooms, but we have a functional layout that will allow you to navigate the facility safely." He handed the remote back to Dr. Director. "If you want to reconsider, we still have the option of destroying the facility from orbit.

"Thank you, Dr. Possible, but my decision stands," she said, standing up. "Our team will be split into two forces. Director Du and I will secure the personnel, while Agent Stoppable, Ms. Possible, and Ms. Hargrove will secure Mr. Origa. Thank you again for you assistance, Dr. Possible."

"Anything to help," he replied.

"Alright, dismissed," she said, walking out of the room.

"Wait," Kim called out. Dr. Director turned around. "How do you two know the man you call Mr. Blue?"

There was a pause. "Shego and I used to work with him," she started. "For the CIA. When our director went..."

"Our director went off the deep end," Shego continued. "So we left. She started Global Justice, and I went to work with Drakken full-time."

Dr. Director walked out.

"Why?" Kim asked as she turned to her dad.

"Because they hurt you," Dr. Possible replied.

"Dad, I-" she began.

"Go give 'em hell, Kimmy-cub," he said, kissing her on the forehead. "Shego." He walked over to her and extended his hand. Shego took it. "Keep my little girl safe."

Mr. Dr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible's Bedroom...

"How was your day?" James asked from the bathroom as he got ready to go to bed for the night.

"I operated today," Ann replied, already in bed. "Removed a tumor; hopefully that'll stop the patient's extreme bipolar tendencies."

"How'd it go?" James asked.

"Well, I hope," Ann replied. "We won't know for a few days."

"Another life saved by the great Ann Possible," James said.

"How was Kim?" Ann asked.

"Our daughter really is growing up," James said as he stepped out of the master bathroom.

"Aren't you terrified?" Ann asked.

"Are you kidding? They flew me in on a moment's notice without telling me what was going on or what I'd be doing, and I found out what happened to Kim only minutes before seeing her. Of course I'm terrified," James said. "But I also realize that she can take care of herself, and we'll still be there for her when she needs us. And with Shego…"

"Do you think she's serious?" Ann asked. "I'm not sure I believe the story about her being drugged to fall in love with Kim. It's a little too convenient. The people in charge would have to be…" She stopped mid-sentence.

"They'd have to have planned all of this out?" James asked. "Yeah, I thought of that, too. No, she hasn't been involved with anyone on that level before, but you underestimate her." He sat on the bed and took his wife's hand. "She's as smart as either of us, and she has your fighting spirit." He smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"I just worry, is all," Ann said.

"Of course you do," James replied. "She's our daughter; we have to worry. Just think about all the good she can do, just like you always have."

"Where's she going tomorrow, anyway?" Ann asked.

"She's going after the people who hurt her," James replied. "Whatever happens, I guess this is where it ends."

Kim and Shego's Bedroom...

The door swung open silently as Elspeth entered her mothers' bedroom. Silently, she climbed onto the bed next to Shego and laid down, snuggling close to her. Shego stirred and rolled over, looking at her daughter. "What's wrong, Elspeth?" she asked.

"I can't sleep," Elspeth replied sleepily. "I think I have a monster."

Shego smiled and said, "Alright, let's get you back to bed, then." Elspeth crawled off the bed and Shego climbed out, picking up her daughter and carrying her back to her room. "What makes you think that there's a monster?"

"I keep hearing people talking," Elspeth said. "Mommy was crying, and a bad man was laughing at her."

"Don't worry, you just had a bad dream," Shego replied.

"It wasn't a dream!" Elspeth insisted.

"Alright, I guess I'll just have to check for monsters," Shego said, putting Elspeth on her bed. She went over and closed the door. "No monsters there." She opened the closet. "No monsters there, either." She got down on the floor and looked under the bed. "Nope, no monsters in here. We must have scared them off. See? There's nothing to be scared of." Elspeth stared at her with a deep and profound sadness. "What else is wrong?"

"Something bad's going to happen tomorrow," Elspeth cried. "You and mommy are going to… I don't know, but it's bad!"

Shego took her daughter in her arms again. "There's a monster that lives beneath your bed," she sung. "Oh, for crying out loud, it's a futon on the floor, he must be flat as a board. There's a creature that lurks behind the door. Though I've checked there 15 times, when I leave then he arrives every night.

"Tell the monster that lives beneath your bed to go somewhere else instead, or you'll kick him in the head! Tell the creature that lurks behind the door, if he knows what's good he won't come here no more, cause you'll kick in his butt at the count of four!

"Goodnight, demon slayer, goodnight; now it's time to close your tired eyes. There are devils to slay and dragons to ride; if they see you coming, hell, they better hide. Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight my little slayer, goodnight.

"Tell the monster that eats children that you taste bad, and you're sure you'd be the worst he's ever had. If he eats you, don't you fret, just cut him open with an axe. Don't regret it, he deserved it, he's a cad.

"Tell the harpies that land on your bed post that at the count of five you'll roast them alive. Tell the devil it's time you gave him his due; he should go back to hell, he should shake in his shoes, 'cause the mightiest, scariest creature is you!

"I won't tell you, there's nothing beneath your bed. I won't sell you that it's all in your head. This world of ours is not as it seems; the monsters are real but they're not in your dreams, so learn what you can from the beasts you defeat, as you'll need it for some of the people you'll meet.

"Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. Goodnight, Elspeth."

"Goodnight, mommy," Elspeth replied, smiling, as Shego tucked her into bed and ran her fingers through her daughter's hair one last time before standing up. "Mommy?"

"Yes, dear?" Shego replied.

"What's a futon?" Elspeth asked.

"I'll show you in the morning," Shego replied before returning to her own room.

"Bad dreams?" Kim asked as Shego climbed back into bed.

"Your dreams," Shego replied. Kim signed and turned over, hugging her pillow. "She knows about tomorrow, and she's scared. She doesn't know the details, but she knows we're going to do 'something bad'."

"I'm scared, too," Kim said.

"Of course you are," Shego replied, wrapping her arm around Kim. "You'd have to be crazy not to be scared."

"What about you?" Kim asked.

"Get some sleep," Shego replied. "You're going to need it."

Author's Notes:

Only one chapter left before the big finale! I've been sitting on the last chapter since about the time I published chapter three. And then I can finish up the beginnings of the next story in the series (which will be another giganto-chapter like the first one here), so keep your eyes open. It'll be called "Tertiary". Still haven't decided if I'll do a third story, but I've got plenty of time to decide that.

As for the kids, I know they didn't really have much of a role in this story, but they're far more important in the next one, so don't think that I forgot about them.

And yes, Shego is singing Voltaire's "Goodnight Demon Slayer" to her daughter as a lullaby. Because she's a badass.