A/N: Errors are all mine. Lack of updates, my fault. Shego is not mine, unfortunately.

Alice chattered incessantly on her phone as she walked down Harvard Square, "No, you hang up... No, you." She laughed and bit her lip coyly.

"Your phone bill is going to skyrocket," Kim murmured as she and Shego trailed after their preoccupied friend.

"Phone sex and sexting, no doubt," Shego grinned knowingly. Alice frowned and flicked her the bird.

"I don't want to know," Kim said pointedly and walked a little faster.

"Hey, aren't we going to have lunch together?" Shego asked.

Kim didn't turn around, "I've got to meet up with a professor." She walked away briskly.

"Count me out, too," Alice said as she momentarily pulled the phone from her ear. "I'll see you guys later." She waved goodbye and resumed animatedly chatting with Lynn and walked away.

Shego stood there and pouted. "What now?"

"Thanks for showing us around while Faith and Buffy are... otherwise preoccupied," Dawn said disdainfully and shuddered at the mental images of what was occupying her sister and future sister-in-law. Willow and Kennedy chuckled at the younger Summers.

"Those museums were pretty cool. Faith and Buffy wouldn't've thought to bring us there. And, for the record... you know way too much about the cost of some of those exhibits," Dawn added with a smirk.

"No big. I have nothing else to do now that Kimmie's avoiding me," Shego pointed out flatly.

"Ah, stop moping," Kennedy punched her arm. "If you want something, you go for it."

"Yeah, wouldn't you be our spokesperson for that, Shego?" Willow asked her with an amused grin.

"Hey, I give advice, not take it," Shego raised her arms in mock surrender. "Telling people how to live their lives is more of my thing. It's fine."

Three pairs of narrowed eyes looked at her.

"Aw, geez. I'll talk to her," Shego said, already dreading the possible things the Possible girl would tell her. Why is she avoiding me? What if she's changed her mind about us? Maybe there's someone else? Not again. I can't go through that again. If that's the case, I'm going to kill myself. It would probably take a few tries but I think I'd be able to do it... What is going on, Kimmie?

Kim watched the carousel at the Common. Its lights were a contrast against the fading background of day. She smiled wryly at a couple that walked passed her. A man had his arm across the shoulders of his lover, who in turn had an around around the man's waist.

Must be on a date, Kim thought to herself. Her mind floated back to the very first date she had with Shego and then skimmed through a few memories they shared in their months together. It brought a smile to her face but only briefly. We just want different things, Kim thought sadly.

"Mind if I sit here?"

Kim almost jumped out of her skin when a figured appeared out of nowhere.

"... Willow?" Kim was a little thrown off when a few sparkles formed a whole person.

"Yep, that's me," Willow confirmed with a smile which then faltered when she saw Kim's face. "I didn't scare you did I? I forget sometimes that people aren't used to things that pop out of nowhere. Heck, even I'm not used to things popping out of nowhere and I'm the one who usually conjures up the things that do the popping out of nowhere thing."

"No big. How... how did you find me?"

"Oh, that's easy. Just a basic spell and then poof. I could have walked here since everything seems to be walking distance but I might not have gotten here on time 'cause you might have left or something. But I could have gotten lost and Kennedy would have been livid and she probably won't let me go anywhere and then I wouldn't have found you. Of course, I could have taken a cab, too but I don't really feel comfortable riding those. Besides it's filled with germs and stuff and who knows what sort of people and demons have gotten on them." Willow took a breath.

"Ah... alright," Kim said, a little shell shocked at the barrage of words.

"You know, I don't think it's safe for us to be here," Willow said.

"No big, between you and me, I'm sure we can handle it," Kim reassured her but a wicked grin spread across her face. "See that graveyard over there, though?"

Willow nodded.

Kim went on, "They're not where they were originally from. I don't doubt that we're standing on decomposed dead people. The guys who do the little trolley tours will tell you that used to hang people where the kid's playground is."

Willow cringed. "No vampires or demons, though?" Willow asked.

Kim shrugged, "The slayers usually patrol on the rail lines."

"Speaking of the slayers," Willow segwayed. "You've got to see Buffy's dress! It's all sparkly. Faith helped pick it out, can you believe it?"

"Really? It's good that they've sorted it out," Kim smiled. "They're were stressing about the details but they both wanted the same thing."

"They do both want the same thing," Willow agreed, "They just had a different ideas on how to get it." She gave Kim a long look. "The important thing is that they talk about it. I mean, how would they know what's on the other person's mind if they don't talk? I doubt either of them are mind readers."

"I'm sure Buffy could pretty much tell what Faith is thinking by some of the things she says and by the way she acts," Kim said.

"How does Buffy know that she's reading into Faith's words and actions the right way?" Willow countered. "Is she an expert in the language of Faith?"

"No, but you'd think they'd be in sync enough to know each other," Kim replied.

"What makes you so sure?" Willow pressed.

"They're slayers," Kim answered lamely.

"I won't deny you that but slayers aren't mind readers. Buffy and Faith are so similar that they're almost the same person but there are things that Faith has gone through that Buffy hasn't and likewise and it's not just because Faith once went psycho and Buffy went numb zombie for a while," Willow said. "You see something one way and she sees it another way."

"And what if she's already explained how she feels?" Kim asked.

"Maybe you should listen better and explain what you think, too," Willow advised.

Beep beep beep beep.

Kim's Kimmunicator could have interrupted during a better time but it didn't. Wade's face appeared on the screen and explained the situation.

"I have to go," Kim said sheepishly.

"Think about what I said," Willow told her. The older redhead reached into the air and pulled out a red hibiscus. She tucked the flower behind Kim's right ear and muttered a Wiccan blessing.

As Kim ran to her ride, she realized that she opened up to someone she barely knew -her girlfriend's ex at that- and looked back at Willow.

Willow winked and Kim new some sort of enchantment was involved. Nonetheless, she gave Willow an open, grateful smile.

"Dr. Director?" Kim said as she slid through the door and avoided the security lasers. She walked down the dark hall in Director's home. She found a light at the end of the long passage and peeked through. She saw that the good doctor was gagged and bound to a chair. Her uniform was also missing. Kim sprang into action.

"Dr. Director! I'm here to save you," Kim said as she un-gagged the wide-eyed one-eyed super spy.

"Kim Possible," Betty Director sputtered, "What are you doing here?"

Kim was confused, "Wade said that there were screams coming from your house. There was no breech in security so it was highly suspicious. Are you hurt in any way?"

"Betty, are you behaving yourself?" The voice was familiar, though muffled by the door. Kim could guess who it was.
Betty stiffened. Kim stopped breathing.

"Kim, I would appreciate it if you left now!" the Director hissed quietly.

"But-" Kim tried to interject.

"Everything is fine," Betty said through gritted teeth, "Go, NOW!"

Kim was about to step out when she doubled back and re-gagged the bound woman who nodded. Kim left through an open window, but not until getting an eyeful of another doctor's "outfit".

"I hate mixed messages," Kim muttered as she dropped from the window and crouched on the dewy grass.

"What an odd day," Kim said to herself. She trudged tiredly up the stairwell that eventually led to the floor of the apartment she shared with Shego. It was late and after that botched mission, all she wanted to do was fall asleep holding her girlfriend. On the way back and from her mission, she mulled over what Willow had told her and decided that she needed to explain herself to the ex-thief. I'll make it up to her, Kim nodded to herself. She paused, winced, and amended, I'll make it up to her tomorrow... first, I need sleep.

She noticed that the lights in their apartment was still on. She turned the key and opened the door, "Shego, why are you still up?"

"I've been waiting for you," Shego replied evenly as she sat stiffly on their bed. Inwardly, she was on the edge of losing it. "Where have you been?"

"I had a mission," Kim explained simply. "Let me go clean up and we'll go to bed."

"You had a mission that lasted all night!" Shego said, her voice raising.

"It's no big," Kim replied. She was tired and didn't want an argument.

"You could have called."

Kim didn't answer. She didn't want to tell Shego that she had been avoiding her earlier. This further fueled Shego's anger.

The older woman stormed up to Kim's face, "And, what's this?" She angrily pulled off the flower in Kim's hair and incinerated it with her plasma powers. The flower's placing wasn't lost on her.

"It's nothing, Shego," Kim replied, getting frustrated herself. "Why don't we talk about this in the morning?"

"Why? So you can run off with another excuse?"

"Shego, so not the drama, let's get some sleep and we'll talk tomorrow," Kim said. "We're both not in the right mind to calmly talk about things tonight." When Shego didn't say anything, she thought the discussion was over so she turned to walk to the bathroom. Something fragile hit the wall next to her. It shattered into a million pieces.

"Why don't you just tell me the truth!" Shego yelled. "You're seeing somebody else!"

"What! No! What are you talking about?" Kim pinching the bridge of her nose. "I'm too tired for this. Please, please, can we just drop it for now? It'll all make sense in the morning."

Shego threw something else. "Why not talk about it now, Kimmie?" Shego asked sarcastically. "It's because it's true isn't it?" She threw a lampshade. "You've been avoiding me these past few weeks." Then a picture frame. "And now you stay out all night." And then... Kim's camera bag.

Kim blew her top when the sickening crunch of broken lenses echoed in her ears.

So they each took turns yelling and breaking things.

Words they'd never dare say in front of their grandmothers were exchanged.

Wood splintered against the walls.
The tv set was smashed.
Plates and glass littered the floor like fine sand.

There was a large whole in the wall.

The floor was scorched.

The bed was on fire.

The carnage only stopped once the sprinklers turned on.

They both got soaked in seconds.

They stopped and looked at each other, chests heaving, fists clenched.

Kim watched the angry tears on Shego's cheeks mingle with the water droplets from the sprinkler and thought that there was no other beautiful sight to behold than her furious girlfriend. Kim started explaining herself. Her doubts, her insecurities, and her fears.

Shego's face contorted in anger, "Kim Possible, you are an idiot. How can you be so stupid to think that I'm not committed to you? Do you think I was just here to play a game?"
"I'm an idiot," Kim said, finally realizing how foolish her thinking was. She kissed a wet cheek, feeling the warm trail that a tear left behind.
"Why couldn't you just tell me?" Shego asked her finally.
"I thought it wouldn't matter," Kim said.

"It does to me, to us. You promised me that you'd tell me these things because I knew something like this would happen," Shego replied, stroking Kim's hair. She had missed touching the redhead.

The ex-thief looked around and chuckled, "Although... making this mess was kinda fun."

Kim smiled, too. "How are we gonna explain this to the fire marshal? The sprinklers went off and building's probably evacuated." They finally heard to the jarring sound of the fire alarm and the fire engine's siren in the distance

"We're in trouble."

Pretty soon they were rolling on the floor laughing. Shego rolled on top of Kim and rubbed their noses together before she kissed her on the lips. "I'm sorry, too Kimmie," Shego said softly. She hugged Kim tight. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I was expecting the worst," she confessed. "Like I said, I don't break up with my girlfriends, they break up with me. I was so afraid you really did find somebody else. I'm sorry I didn't make it clear enough how crazy about you I. I don't want to lose you, Kim, ever."

She whispered in Kim's ear, "I know you're not an object to own but you're mine. I'll do anything to keep you... even things I swore to myself I'd never do. Understand?"

Kim nodded, "Understood." Then she attacked Shego with amorous affections.

Their moment was interrupted when fire fighters kicked the door open. The courageous civil servants found a woman on top another in a rather compromising position.

Shego grinned cheekily at them, "Hey guys, where's the fire?"

After sorting everything out with the cops and the fire department (who were a little surprised to find that no one was injured other than the household items), Shego and Kim cleaned their apartment a little and gathered a few usable pillows and blankets. As Shego lifted one of the pillows off the bed, she found Pandaroo. "Hi, buddy," she said, picking the stuffed toy up. She looked into his plastic eyes. "Don't look at me like that. The spot I burned so was not even close to you."

"Shego?" Kim called behind her.

"Yeah?"

"Who are you talking to?"

"No one." Shego turned her attention back to the hybrid toy, "You're coming with us." She wrapped him up with the blankets in her arms and was going to step towards Kim when she saw Kim looking at her beaten up camera bag. The dark haired woman watched as the red head's face fell when she looked inside and found her damaged camera. She quickly put everything back in the bag and stood up to face Shego. She quirked her lips but the tired smile didn't reach her eyes. Shego felt guilty.

"Ready to go?"

They walked down the flight of stairs with pillows, blankets, and Pandaroo in hand.

Shego unlocked the car doors and opened the backseat for Kim. Kim stepped in and Shego was about to close the door.

"Where are you going?" Kim asked her, her breath visible from the cold.

"I'm gonna go sit in the front seat, so you'll be comfortable," Shego said, looking down. Kim caught her wrist and tugged her in. "I need my personal body warmer," she said, kissing a greenish cheek. "I want to hold you."

Shego got in the car and shut the door. They fussed with the pillows and blankets to get comfortable.

"Why did we agree to sleep here instead of in a hotel, again?" Shego complained.

"So it would be more convenient to grab our stuff in the morning and not have to pack," Kim yawned. "Well, get more sleep this way," she added with a sigh, closing her eyes. Something soft touched her nose. She cracked an eye open.

"Pandaroo wanted a good night kiss," Shego explained, settling in next to Kim. Kim indulged her and sleepily kissed the stuffed animal.

"Does my favorite Cuddle Buddy want a kiss, too?" She pressed her lips against Shego's. "Love you."

"I love you, too... and I really am sorry." Shego said.

"You've apologized too many times. I played a hand in all this, too. We're both sorry. Go to sleep," Kim said, "We'll work it out."

They closed their eyes and dreamed of pleasant things.

A/N: Life is is unpredictable. Add female hormones to the mix. You've got yourself a party.

(25) - Flower in the left ear means that the girl is looking for someone to marry.

Extra side note: No new chapter yet. I'm just cleaning up the mess I've made in some of the chapters.