Disclaimer: I own Tori, Jessica, Dr. Damien Fredrickson, Agent Johnson, Marten, Cindy, and Kenny Parker. Nothing else, however, belongs to me.

A/N: There seems to be a lot of Ron fans…angry..with the way I've portrayed him so far. I can understand that, but…I hope this chapter doesn't anger them even more.

I seem to have forgotten to give credit to someone in my last chapter. I totally stole a line from a review by Daryl. So, thanks man. That line was seriously awesome.

Anyway, here ya'll go. Hope ya'll enjoy. The action is (trust me) going to start rather soon. And it's going to be EPIC.

-Flame


Kim watched Shego leave, her heart aching as the pale woman shut the door. She knew she needed to be alone for a few moments, but that didn't mean that she actually wanted to.

She moaned softly, and let her head rest against her pillow.

"What did I do to deserve all of this bullshit?" She wondered, covering her eyes with her arm. Her head ached horribly, almost overpowering the pain in her chest. Almost, but not quite.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She was used to pain. She had to be, considering all of the injuries that she had acquired over the years. But, that was physical pain. The emotional pain that had been building up was something that she wasn't really used to.

She felt so…hurt. The betrayal of Ron had really been eating at her ever since Betty had first appeared at her house. She hadn't lied, she really had believed him when he apologized. But, that didn't make the pain go away. Then, there was the betrayal of Dr. Director, something she hadn't seen coming. She never was close to Betty…but, it was still a shock.

Then, there was all the stuff that Shego was putting her through. Kim wasn't mad at her lover, there wasn't any reason for her to be. She truly did love her…but, she didn't know. She reached up, running her hand along the burned scar on her face. She could barely feel it anymore.

The thought of Shego and Kenny…together…popped into Kim's mind, and she shuddered. She knew that Shego had had relations in the past…but, she never thought that she would have to meet someone that she had had a relationship with.

She felt a stab of pain in her chest, and she placed her hand on her breast, moaning softly. Tears of pain sprung up in her eyes. "Goddamn…"

The pain eventually tapered off into a dull ache, and she sighed heavily, hating her present condition. She felt weak, something that she never felt before.

"Why…" She whispered softly.


Anne looked up as she heard Kim's door opened. Shego came walking out, shutting the door behind her. Anne cocked her head a bit, looking at the hurt expression of Shego's face. She started to stand up. James looked over, surprised at the sudden movement.

"Where you going?" He asked, concerned.

She pulled herself up, and nodded in the direction that Shego was walking in. "I want to talk to her. I'll be right back, hon."

He nodded unsurely. "Don't take too long."

"I won't." She walked off, heading for Shego.


Jim and Tim drug the struggling young blonde into the men's restroom, smiling as he struggled feebly.

They pulled him into the handicap stall, locking the door behind them. They threw him onto the floor, crossing their arms, and staring at the young man menacingly.

"Ron, we used to…." "Consider you to be…." "Like a brother…" "To us." They began. Ron tried to slip under the space between stalls, but they kicked him away from it. "But, no brother…" "Would ever…" "Hurt their sister…." "Like you did."

Ron whimpered, sliding against the wall. "Come on guys…I didn't mean to…."

Jim leaned down. "Oh, we know…"

Tim smiled. "Thing is…we don't care."

Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket, and Tim laughed. "Hey little guy…"

Jim smiled cunningly. "You might want to…" "Get out of there…." Tim finished, his eyes gleaming with mischievousness.

Rufus saw the look in their eyes, and yelped, jumping out of Ron's pocket, and between the twins' legs, running out of the stall.

"Rufus! Buddy!" Ron exclaimed, unable to believe that his pet would desert him like that.

"Trust us Ron…" "It's better…" "That he…" "Doesn't see this."

Jim looked at Tim, his eyes shining with excitement. They nodded, and leaned down, grabbing Ron's arms, pulling him to his feet.

"You know, Ron…." "We like to mess…" "With Kim, a lot." "But, there's a difference…" "Between messing with her…" "And causing her to get shot."

Jim punched Ron in the gut, causing the blonde to double over, groaning in pain. Jim grinned, looking at Tim, who nodded again, kicking Ron in the side.

They laid blows on the young man, ignoring his pleas to stop. Part of them hated what they were doing; they really did used to consider him to be a brother. But, the bigger part of them kept picturing Kim lying in the hospital bed, and that fueled them to continue.

They stopped after a few minutes. Ron was curled up on the floor, sobbing , his face still smeared with blood from his broken nose that the twins had inflicted on him earlier. He could feel bruises and welts forming on his body, and sobbed harder.

The twins looked down on him, disgusted. "Oh, would you…" "Shut up!" The blonde man's sobs tapered off into shakes, and he looked up at the two younger teens.

"Are you…finally done?" He asked, terrified.

They shook their heads. "Nope."

They grabbed him by the arms, and made him kneel by the toilet. "This here…" "Is an old-school…" "Method of…" "Torture." They looked down at the scared young man, grinning wildly. "The swirlie."

Ron's muffled screams could be heard from outside the restroom.


Shego found an empty room, and walked into it, starting to close the door. Anne's hand stopped it from closing though. Shego looked at the elder woman. "What do you want?"

"To talk." Anne closed the door, motioning towards the bed. "Sit. I want to take a look at your arm."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Shego said, irritated. Anne raised her eyebrows.

"Really? 'cause it seems like it's bleeding." Shego looked down, her eyes going wide at the sight of the bandage wrapped around her arm. It was stained a deep crimson. "Shit…"

"Exactly." Anne pulled on a pair of latex gloves. "Sit." Shego lifted herself onto the bed, lying down unwillingly. She could feel a bead of blood run down her arm.

"Why did you follow me?" She asked as Anne pulled a chair over to the bed.

Anne began to unwind the bandage, grimacing as she felt the blood through the gloves. "You looked upset."

"No shit, Doc." She hissed as the bandage caught in the wound. Anne removed the bandage, shaking her head in amazement.

"You managed to tear your stitches already? Damn…" She started pulling the stitches out, still shaking her head. "What's got you so upset, Shego?"

"Let's see….I got your daughter shot, I got shot, I couldn't kill the buffoon, and my siblings are going to take over the world. Take your pick."

"Sarcasm isn't nice." Anne cleaned the wound, ignoring Shego's hiss of pain. "There's something else, other than all that, isn't there?"

"What does it matter, Doc?" Shego asked, wishing she could be anywhere other than in that room.

"It matters a lot. To me at least." Anne grabbed a needle and thread, starting to put in more stitches. Shego groaned, feeling the needle slide in and out of her skin. "Look, Shego, you're in a relationship with my daughter. While I may not be fully comfortable with that idea yet, I know that I can't do anything to change it. Therefore, I care as much for your wellbeing as I do for Kim's. Which, is why I can tell that you're hiding something." She set aside the needle and thread, and looked at the younger woman. "What's going on?"

Shego sighed, flexing her arm. "Kenny and I…used to be together."

"Intimately?"

Shego looked over at the older woman. "Nosy, much?" She sighed again. "Yeah."

"And…you told Kim?"

"Yeah…" She looked down. "I don't know…she said she wanted to be alone for a bit…so, I left. I just…I didn't want her to find out some other way…I didn't want to hurt her…" She rubbed her face with her hands, exhausted. "Seems like that's all I've been doing lately."

"Shego, this situation….it wasn't your fault."

"Yeah, it was, Doc….if I had never come to her…if I had left like I should have…none of this would have happened. Bets wouldn't have shot her, Ron wouldn't have betrayed her….none of this."

"The past is the past, honey. You couldn't have known." Anne reached out, and rubbed the younger woman's back. "You know, you make Kim happy. I haven't seen her like this before. She really does love you…"

"And I really love her…" Shego whispered. "I always have…and now that I have her…I can't prevent these horrible things from happening."

Anne pulled her into an embrace, her arms wrapped gingerly around the pale woman's shoulders. "Go to her, Shego. And stop blaming yourself." She let Shego go.

Shego looked at her. "Thanks, Doc." She jumped off the bed, and went to the door. She paused, her hand on the doorknob. "Thanks a bunch." She opened the door, not bothering to shut it as she went out.


Hector walked into the room, letting the door slam shut behind him. "Marvin knows."

Betty looked up. "What do you mean, Marvin knows?"

"I looked at his cell phone records. He called her a few days ago. The call lasted a while." He sat down, hitting the surface of the table with his fist. "Dammit!"

"Why hasn't he said anything?" Betty asked, nervous.

Hector shrugged. "Don't know. But, I consider him a threat." He paused. "I talked to Marten. We have two weeks. Can we wait that long?"

"I don't know. What do we do about our darling purple brother?"

"Watch him. Make sure he doesn't call her again." His eyes darkened. "And make sure that he stays the fuck out of our way."