Author's Note: Sorry, this chapter is a little slow and bland. It's more of a cool down chapter where some stuff happens before it picks up a little more. I was trying to decide what I'd do with my next chapter and so this one became more of a transition... well, it at least gives you an idea of what's going to happen next :3

It was dark out when she'd arrived home. The place was just the way she'd left it. Nothing was lying around. No dirt. Nothing. It actually… felt kind of empty.

The green skinned woman closed the door behind herself and stretched, heading up her steps and to her bed.

She tossed her bag down on the ground and collapsed. Her whole body was aching.

"Stupid commercial seats. Such a pain for sore muscles…" Groaning, Shego moved around a bit, pulling off her top layer of clothes and wrapping herself in her comfy sheets. She closed her eyes and let blissful sleep fall upon her weary body.

"Hey! She's coming to!" Ron said in a hissed whisper. He leaned over his best friend with shining eyes. "Kim, hey, how are you?"

Another person's head appeared in the redhead's vision. "Hey girl, you feeling alright?"

"Mo…. Ron…" the girl struggled to say. "What…? Where?"

Monique took Kim's hand and said gently, "We're in Middleton's hospital. You were flown back to the states yesterday and have been sleeping ever since coming out of surgery 10 hours ago."

Kim groaned. "Shego?"

Ron frowned slightly. "She's fine… but GJ seems to want her. We told them that she was actually helping out, but until she actually confirms that herself they can't conclude anything. But… if she comes in to talk to them, they'll arrest her for her previous crimes."

The redhead didn't reply.

"KP… you alright?" the blonde boy asked worriedly.

The young hero mumbled, "Yeah… just… I need sleep." Her eyes slowly closed and her breathing steadied.

Ron and Monique took a look at each other, taking their seats again in the visitor chairs.

Shego sat up with a start, her eyes frantic. She gripped the sheets spread out around her as if her life depended on it. A cold sweat had formed upon her skin and she was gasping for air.

As she adjusted to where she was, taking in the scenery she found herself to be in her room. She swallowed a few times to calm her nerves before running her hand through her hair, groaning. It was 3 in the morning.

Pulling herself for her bed, she trudged over to the bathroom, turning on the hot water and filling up the tub.

Her muscles screamed at her for trying to move, but she couldn't go back to sleep. Not yet. Not when she was only dreaming of the things she'd gone through, the things she knew Kim had just gone through.

When the tub was filled she turned off the faucet slipping into the warm water and letting out a sigh of relief. "That hit the spot," she said dreamily.

She sunk lower into the water until part of her face was covered, just leaving her nose high enough above so that she could breathe. Her mind drifted to the redhead once again. She had to be alright. Mo and Ron promised to tell her if the hero was ok.

The green skinned woman took a few deep breaths through her nostrils and calmed her nerves. Worrying over her enemy would do her no good. Either Kim made it out alright, or she didn't. Freaking out would do nothing but make her miserable.

Shego opened her eyes and pulled herself from the water, draining the tub and drying off.

She pulled on a work out outfit and went for her equipment room. Her muscles may be screaming in protest, but she needed more than that to take her mind off of everything. She needed to numb herself to the outside world.

Taking a seat at one of the machines she started weight lifting, her mind finally beginning to clear of any and all thoughts of Kim.

Kim moved around in her sleep, tears pouring out of her eyes as she cried in pain. Her limbs were flailing about and she couldn't keep still. She kept yelling, "It hurts! No! Stop! Please! It hurts!" Her voice would crack and she'd claw at the bed, trying to tear free.

Nurses rushed in and quickly administered a tranquilizing agent into her and she slowly calmed. As a safety precaution they strapped her arms and legs down. Her erratic behavior had ripped out her IV and had almost broken one of the machines she was hooked up to. They couldn't have that happening again.

Once she was secured they left one nurse to watch over her as the girl slept.

The next morning when Kim awoke she found herself strapped down and was very confused. She found a nurse looking at her and she frowned. "What's with the restraints?"

"You were moving about in your sleep. It was a hazard."

"Well I'm not asleep now. Can you release me?"

The nurse says, "One moment," and leaves the room. After a couple minutes she returns. "Alright, I am allowed to release you for now, but before you go to sleep you must be restrained again. Do you understand?"

Kim wasn't liking this arrangement, but she slowly nodded.

The nurse unstrapped her and said, "Now, relax for a bit. I'll be back with some breakfast in a few minutes."

The redhead nodded. "Yeah, thanks."

An hour passed after she'd finished breakfast and Ron and Monique were back for a visit. Her parents would be stopping by a few hours later when they could get a break from work.

"Hey guys," the redhead grinned. "How are you all?"

"Doing good KP, and you? You seem much better than yesterday," Ron smiled brightly.

"I think I'm doing well. I woke up in restraints, but otherwise I'm feeling alright. Not nearly as dead as yesterday."

"Restraints?!" Monique asked in alarm. "Why were you in restraints?!"

"I was told I was thrashing around or something."

"Bad dreams?" the blonde boy asked.

Kim frowned, "I'm not… entirely sure. I don't remember what I dreamed about."

Monique decided to change the topic, "So, do you know when you'll be out?"

"Not yet. I heard it'd be at least another week though. They said that my recovery will take a long time, but I should be safe to leave in a week or two."

"What even happened to you?" Ron asked. "Shego never told us, and the doctors won't either."

Kim's eyes immediately looked away from them as she mumbled, "I'd… rather not say."

Shego stepped out of the shower and dressed in black sweatpants and a tank top and hoodie. Her body was burning, but she didn't care. She'd managed to distract herself for a good five hours while working out, but she needed to do something else now.

Grabbing the keys to her apartment and slipping on her shoes she stepped out of her place and locked the door. She walked past her garage and continued on, walking down the sidewalk.

She passed through a park and took a seat on one of the benches. A few joggers passed by, none giving her a second look. An elderly couple walked by and nodded a hello at her. She returned the gesture.

Then she mentally scolded herself. Being nice to old people? Was she going soft?

Frowning she left the park and kept walking. Before she'd realized it, she was at one of Drakken's lairs. Well, as long as she was there she might as well distract herself and go flying for a bit.

She hopped into one of her jets and took off.

The jet continued on for hours, and only after three had passed she decided on her destination. She was going to visit Middleton.