Disclaimer: I claim ownership to Agent Johnson, Cindy, Dr. Damien Fredrickson, Tori, Jessica, and Kenny Parker. Anyone else, however, are the creations of a lot of people more awesome than myself.
A/N: Well…..hmm. So it begins.
I wanted to clarify that since this fanfic takes place a few years after the end of the last season, Jim and Tim are both in their teens, probably around 16 or 17. So, they're not the little twins that they were in the series.
I hope you all enjoy this. It may be a bit slow….well, it's been slow for some time now. But, trust me when I say….the fun has just begun.
-Flame
She grabbed the doorknob, taking a deep breath. She was nervous, so incredibly nervous.
"Here goes nothing…" She murmured, turning the knob, opening the door slowly.
She walked inside, trying to be as silent as possible. Her hand pushed the door shut, the resonating click sealing them off from the outside world.
She turned her attention to the red-head in the bed. Her eyes were closed, and her hand was lying on top of her breast. Her breath was ragged, and she hadn't given any sign that she had heard her lover walk in the room.
Shego slipped next to the bed, concern filling her heart. "Pumpkin?" She grabbed the younger woman's shoulder, shaking her lightly. "You okay?"
Kim's eyes cracked open, her vision foggy. "Sara?"
"Yeah, kid…" She sat down next to her. "You okay?"
Kim took a shallow breath. "I'm fine. Just…hurts."
Shego felt guilt stab her. "I'm so sorry Princess…" She let her hand wander, stroking the crimson locks of the heroine.
"Don't…be sorry. I've already told you…it's not your fault."
"That's not what I was apologizing for."
Kim looked up at her, confusion in her gaze. "Then what are you saying it for?"
"For everything. For the burn, for the hole in your chest, for everything I did to you over the years. Everything. I'm sorry for everything." She looked away from the young woman, her heart aching. "I don't deserve you, Kimmie."
Kim cupped her hand around Shego's face, directing her attention back the red-headed heroine. "Sara. Look at me."
Shego unwillingly turned her head, covering Kim's hand with her own. Kim smiled at her reassuringly.
"Sara. Look, if you didn't deserve me, would I be dating you? Would I have kissed you that night? Would we be sitting here right now?" Kim shook her head, still smiling. "No. None of that would have happened. No one deserves anything, if you think about it. But, by fate, we found each other. Do you love me?"
Shego looked at her, the truth shining in her eyes. "Yes. I have for so long."
"Then, that's all that matters. I love you, and you love me. I don't care that all of this stuff has happened to us. As long as we're together, we can make it through anything." She stroked her lover's cheek, smiling sadly. "So, don't apologize again."
Shego felt a sad grin appear on her lips. "Thanks Kimmie." She whispered.
"We should probably get everyone back in here now, huh?" Kim asked regretfully, not wanting to be with anyone other than the raven-haired beauty sitting next to her.
Shego nodded against her will. "Yeah…probably…." She stood up. "I'll go get them."
"Dr. Possible?"
James looked up at the pale woman that had entered the hallway once more. "Shego?"
She nodded. "Can you go find Kenny? I'll go get Dr. P and the others. We all need to talk."
James nodded, slightly uncomfortable. "Yeah…I'll go do that." He stood up, hesitating. "Shego?"
She looked at him, waiting.
He swallowed. "I'm sorry for the way I reacted earlier. I was just…shocked. I'm glad that Kim has someone that loves her."
Shego's eyes widened, surprised. "oh…uh..it's fine, Dr. P."
"Okay then." He scratched his head, and looked off. "Well, I'll see you in a few minutes, then." He walked off, both of them happy for the break in their tension.
A few minutes later, they were all back in Kim's room, sitting or standing. Ron was huddled in the corner, rocking back and forth, dripping wet and bloody. Jim and Tim sat on the floor next to each other, mischievous grins on their faces. Anne thought about asking them what they had done to the young blonde man, then decided against it. Sometimes, it was better not to know.
Kenny leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. He didn't look too happy, which brought a little glimmer of happiness in both Kim and Shego's hearts.
James and Anne were sitting on the other chairs, hands clasped.
Wade was on the Kimmunicator, watching.
Everyone accounted for.
Shego started. "Okay. So, we have a plan, and we have the people." She looked at Wade. "Did you find the blueprints?"
He nodded, tapping a few buttons on his computer. An image of the blueprint of Go Tower replaced his own image. "We should enter here…" The rooftop became highlighted in green. "And here." The base of the building became highlighted as well. "There's a lack of security at those areas. There still is some, of course, but you should be able to easily bypass them. Take it in teams of two. Jim and Tim on the bottom floor, and Shego and Kenny on the top."
Kim coughed, gaining everyone's attention. "I notice that I wasn't mentioned in that…."
Wade appeared on the screen once more, looking nervous. "Uh…yeah…about that…given your present condition…."
"I'll be fine by the time we strike, dammit!" She looked around. "There's no way you guys are leaving me out of this!"
Anne looked at her daughter. "Kimmie….you were shot in the chest. As your doctor…you're not going to be fit for this mission. I'm sorry honey…but there's no way in hell."
Kim looked at Shego. "Sara….come on…"
Shego looked away sheepishly. "Princess…your mom is right. I don't want you along either. I'm not letting you get hurt again."
Kim glared at them all. "You all suck. And I'm going, one way or another."
"Kim…."
"Don't even start, mom. I've got a bone to pick with Dr. Director, and hell, I'm going to get my due."
"We'll discuss this later, Kim. Right now, we have to focus on the matter at hand." Anne said, "Which is formulating this plan."
Wade coughed, uncomfortable with the tension. "Anyway….like I was saying..." The blueprint came back on the screen. "Kenny and Shego enter from the roof, while Jim and Tim enter from the basement. The basement is where the doomsday devices are being held. Jim and Tim have the knowledge to disable the devices. Hego and the Director most likely will be upstairs, so Shego and Kenny will take care of them. Any questions?"
No one said anything, so Wade continued. "Okay. So, in order to prepare for this…we're going to need about two weeks. I should have enough equipment for you by that time. Does that sound okay?"
They all nodded. Well, everyone except Kim. She was still sitting there, filled with anger and disappointment.
"Okay then. I'll talk to you guys later." Wade shut himself off, the screen of the Kimmunicator going black.
"So, we're all in agreement?" Anne asked, standing up.
"Yeah." Came the reply.
"No…" Kim said, crossing her arms. They ignored her.
"Okay then. I think we should all get some rest, and meet back here tomorrow. I'm going home with James and the twins. Kenny? Do you have a place to stay?"
The young man nodded. "I'll get a room."
Anne looked at Ron. "I'll take you home. Just don't talk." He nodded, looking eager to get the hell out of there.
"Shego?"
She looked up. "I'll stay here, with Kimmie."
Anne nodded. "Okay then. Let's go guys." They filed out of the room, stopping to say goodnight to Kim and Shego. The door finally shut, letting Kim and Shego finally be alone once more.
"Room for one, please." Kenny said to the receptionist.
She looked up at him, her eyes sweeping over him. "Smoking, or non-smoking?"
He looked around at the seedy motel's lobby, noting the filth and smoke. "Does it really matter?"
She rolled her eyes. "Do you have money?"
He nodded. "Yeah…"
"Pay up front. Sixty bucks."
He grumbled, pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. "Little steep, isn't it?"
"Just give me the money, sir."
He pulled the bills out of his wallet, and handed them to the woman, grumbling the whole time. She handed him a room key. "Room 33. Have a nice night."
He rolled his eyes, and walked off to his room. He unlocked the door, walking inside. The place was a dump, but he didn't care.
He sat down on the bed, setting his bag next to him. He pulled out a cell phone. He started scrolling through his contacts, settling on the one he was looking for. He clicked the call button, and held the phone up to his ear.
"Hello?"
"William? I have some information for you."
