Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kim Possible. These characters belong to Disney.
Disclaimer #2: I'm NOT a writer, I'm an artist. I'm extremely inexperienced in writing fanfics, so I'm so sorry for any inconsistencies in the characters or plot!
Author: iycewing
Story developers: iycewing, PonyCrown
Rating: PG-13
Notice: This will eventually lead to KiGo in later arcs! This is the 1st arc of 6! If you don't like LGBTQ+ pairings, please don't hate. In this story, Season 4 of the show doesn't happen.
Author's preview notes: The final chapters of the 1st arc! I've got some mixed feelings about knowing the first part of the main story is ending ahhHH ;-;
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Chapter 34
Kim gawked as she stared at the raven-haired villainess standing across from her.
Shego had endured being kicked into an electrical tower and being shocked by over 200,000 volts, almost dying.
She was betrayed by her boss, ambushed by villains and dozens of henchmen in what used to be her workplace, almost dying.
She went through days of endless torture, treated like a test subject to the point where she was practically consumed alive by insanity, almost dying.
Shego was right, it seems like she's always almost dying.
And now, Shego was determined to face her demons, the ones who trapped her in a cell, electrocuted her, starved her, and caused her pain beyond belief. Despite all that, she was far from broken and probably stronger than she ever was before.
Her once dull and glossy emerald eyes from a few days ago now sparkled like glowing orbs of preserving green fire, and her face was contorted with an adamant passion that Kim deeply admired.
It was galvanizing, and though Kim considered Shego her equal in many ways, she couldn't help but look up and respect the older fighter.
Who knew Shego could be so inspiring without even trying?
"You're freaking fearless," Kim blurted out suddenly, unable to stop the words from tumbling out. She hadn't meant to voice her thoughts, and she blushed instinctively at the little slip.
Damn it, Kim!
Shego grinned. She didn't expect the compliment, but hey, she sure as hell wasn't going to complain. "Hell yeah, I am! So are we gonna go kick ass or what?"
Rescuing Lucifer before Global Justice gets there is the main objective. Taking down DNAmy is just a bonus prize. It'll be good to remember that.
"Only you and I would be this excited to literally jump right back into a hellhole," Kim laughed wholeheartedly, although they were about to face imminent peril and danger lurking in her mind.
"Well, you and I are insane," Shego pointed out, flashing a quick, cheeky grin.
"Yeah, we are. Let's do this," Kim stated with conviction, matching Shego's determined look.
The two girls scrambled around the bedroom, hastily changing out of their everyday clothes.
I can't believe how many school days I'm missing.
Through their frantic haste, they didn't even think twice as they openly changed not even five feet apart from each other. Shego slipped into her unmistakable neon green catsuit, while Kim donned her usual black shirt that exposed her midriff and baggy cargo pants.
Shego considered impelling the teen hero to wear some of her new, tighter clothes that the older woman bought for her on their trip to the mall, but she concluded they didn't have enough time to argue. There would be plenty more opportunities later to see Kim in something more form-fitting.
Kim then dug through her drawer to pull out her trusty hairdryer grappling hook. It had been months since it had been put to use, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the once-shiny orange metal.
"Do you seriously need to bring that thing?" Shego asked, noticing the redhead attach it to her belt.
"I bring it on all of my missions," Kim shrugged. "It comes in handy. You never know when you're gonna need it.
Shego, fully dressed in her skin-tight catsuit, looked skeptical but didn't protest. They quickly hurried down the stairs, hoping to sneak past Kim's parents in the kitchen and make it out the door without a fight.
It feels like we're two grounded, rebellious kids sneaking out to do something dumb and undoubtedly dangerous- oh, wait.
"Where are you guys going?" The Possible twins suddenly asked.
The two girls froze in their tracks, just a few feet away from their exit, and bit back a groan.
"Tweebs," Kim grumbled under her breath.
Kim and Shego whipped their heads around to face the devilish entities that had full capability of foiling their crucial mission.
"Shego's driving me to school," Kim said through clenched teeth, and Shego nodded to back her up.
"In your mission clothes and her villain outfit?" Jim asked skeptically.
"I'm iconic," Shego boasted with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"We're just making bold fashion statements today," Kim added.
"So you're not going on a mission or-?" Jim pressed.
"Nope. Just going to school," Kim answered a bit too quickly.
"Without eating breakfast and Shego's morning coffee?" Tim matched his brother's evident disbelief. Shego, during her brief stay at the Possible household, had never left the house without a cup or two of the dark, caffeinated beverage.
"…yes?" Kim tried a convincing smile, which only came off as anxious to her brothers who'd known her all their lives.
"Should we get Mom and Dad's opinion on this?" Jim asked his brother who nodded eagerly in response. They smiled nefariously at each other, obviously liking the idea of ratting their older sister out. However a low growl stopped them, and they didn't even get to take one step towards the kitchen.
"Don't you two little devils dare whine for your parents," Shego hissed under her breath.
"Why not?" Tim inquired, arching an eyebrow.
"I thought you two were just going to school," Jim pointed out innocently as if he truly believed that's what the girls were planning to do.
"Jesus Christ. Fine. We're going on a mission, okay?" Kim sighed in defeat. She didn't see any point in carrying on the lie when her brothers clearly weren't buying it.
"But Mom and Dad-" Tim started.
"said you're grounded," Jim finished.
The boys grinned at each other as if this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to get their sister in serious trouble. And it was.
"Wait till they hear this," Jim said excitedly as Tim beamed with mischief.
"Move a muscle, and I'll stab you dipshits with a stick and roast you two like the puny marshmallows you are," Shego hissed before the boys could sprint into the kitchen.
"Kim wouldn't let you do that to us," the twins said in unison, high-fiving each other with smug looks.
"Since when did I ever need anyone's, especially Kimmie's, approval to do something evil?" Shego asked, lighting her pointer finger ablaze with green fury.
"Shego, we don't have time for arguing and empty threats," Kim groaned in a low, urgent voice.
"Who the hell said they were empty?" Shego chuckled darkly, though she did extinguish her flame.
"Tweebs," Kim readied her face to pout as a last resort. "This mission is important to Shego. I know I'm grounded, but we have to do this and we gotta go now."
"And why shouldn't we tell Mom and Dad?" Jim prompted.
"I'll give you all my dessert for a week," Kim bargained.
The boys looked unsatisfied at the offer.
"Two weeks."
"And?" The twins pressed.
Kim sighed, knowing what they wanted. "30 bucks."
They simultaneously arched an eyebrow.
"Each," Kim grumbled.
"That's it?" Jim and Tim asked disbelievingly.
"I gave you my money that last time and spent the rest on Ron's all-you-can-eat Naco day I promised him," Kim explained, getting more irritated by her younger brothers by the second.
"And you wonder why you're always broke," Shego murmured with a low sneer.
"Kim, Shego, boys!" Ann suddenly called from the kitchen. "Breakfast!"
Kim launched her puppy dog pout, and she unexpectedly caught her brothers before they could shield their eyes. Though it wasn't directed towards Shego, the villainess wisely looked away from the pitiful stare. She had learned the hard way.
The boys glanced at each other, silently concluding Kim's bribe was fair enough. They were undoubtedly influenced by the sudden wave of emotions from Kim's secret weapon though.
"We're coming, Mom!" Jim and Tim called back.
"Kim and Shego are coming down in a few minutes!" Jim added while Tim nodded at the two girls, signaling for them to make their escape.
The hero and villain didn't waste time as they fled out the front door, making sure to shut it quietly. As soon as the crisp Autumn air kissed their faces, they sprinted the short distance of the driveway to Shego's sports car.
Pale beams of the warm morning sun bounced off of its lime green hull, and Kim had to squint against the gleam. A wispy breeze pierced her exposed midriff, signaling the chills of winter arriving soon.
"The hovercraft's too far, we're taking my car," Shego informed, hopping into the driver's seat.
"No need to tell me twice," Kim was already sitting shotgun, completely in sync with Shego.
They were speeding along the road as soon as Kim had closed her door. Shego drove insanely over the speed limit, but she did still stop at stop signs and take extra caution in making sure there were no pedestrians before tearing down the road again.
Running someone over would for sure slow them down, she concluded.
"Take a left over there," Kim said, pointing at a street they were approaching. She was hastily typing something into her Kimminucator.
Shego glanced at the GPS, noting how it was instructing her to go a different way. "Now's not the time to try out sketchy shortcuts, Princess. Frankly, I don't trust your sense of direction."
"It's not a shortcut, Ron's house is that way," Kim replied as she finished sending her message.
"And why are we going to Ron's house?" Shego asked suspiciously, her mouth immediately turning into a frown at the sound of his name. "I don't know if you noticed, but we don't have the fucking time for a play date. We got a litter box to steal and an ass to kick!"
"He's coming with us," Kim said nonchalantly.
"What?" Shego's left eye twitched.
She tightened her grip around the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes. The abrupt stop sent Kim jerking forward, and she and gagged from the seatbelt choking her neck. She was incredibly grateful that there were no cars behind them. They were in a quiet, residential area, so except for Shego's bright car occupying the narrow streets, the road was practically empty.
Kim coughed and rubbed the long, red burn left on her neck, shooting the older woman an irritated glare. "Ron's coming whether you like it or not."
"Why do we have to bring that buffoon everywhere?" Shego demanded.
"He's not a buffoon, Shego. He is and always will be my partner whether you like it or not. We always work together on missions, so I don't want him to feel left out if we just go without telling him," Kim argued exasperatedly.
"We can do this on our own!"
"I know we can, but Ron's my partner. It doesn't feel right to be doing something this important behind his back, especially when he's already played such an important part in this whole sitch."
"You talk like you're in love with him," Shego grumbled, evading Kim's insistent stare.
"I am," Kim admitted easily while Shego looked taken aback by that statement. Before the villainess could say anything in response, she went on. "No, I don't love him in that way. I love him like my own brother, and he's helped me in more ways you can imagine."
"Like what?" Shego scoffed.
"Like breaking you out of your cell when I thought you were dead," Kim replied softly. She reached out to gently lay her fingertips on Shego's clenched knuckles around the steering wheel. "He knows you don't like him, but he still went out of his way to help you… for me."
Shego blinked and raised her head to look at Kim, her emerald eyes shining almost embarrassingly. She sighed and relaxed her death grip on the wheel, her ghostly white knuckles receding to their usual pale green.
"Godammit, Kimmie. Which way is his house?" Shego asked in a low tone, yielding.
See, Shego? That wasn't too hard.
Kim retracted her hand and smiled slightly, directing the grumbling thief to Ron's house. Shego complied and didn't try to argue further, but Kim did hear her mutter some suspicious profanities under her breath the short drive there.
"If this boy doesn't get his ass outside in the next five seconds, I swear to god, I'll-" Shego growled, stopping her sports car in front of Ron's house.
Before she could finish her threat, however, Ron suddenly ran, well crashed, through his front door. His head was covered by the black turtleneck he was still frantically slipping on, and his pale abdomen was exposed to the morning sun. Rufus was halfway in his baggy, cargo pants pocket, desperately clinging to the fabric as Ron stumbled and struggled to pull down his shirt.
"Whoa!" Ron exclaimed as he tripped and faceplanted right into the backseat window of Shego's pristine, green car.
"Hey, watch the car! I don't want your disgusting saliva staining my windows!" Shego barked.
Ron shook his head vigorously before sliding into the backseat and letting Rufus hop out of his pocket. Shego didn't wait for him to get comfortable before speeding off again.
"Hey, Ron! Hey, Rufus!" Kim greeted, glancing over her shoulder to get a glimpse at the two.
"KP! Shego!" Rufus chattered, plopping on Ron's lap.
"KP! I'd hug you right now if I could but- you know- you're sitting all the way up there," Ron smiled and ran a hand through his messy, unbrushed hair.
"What? No hug for me?" Shego snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Shego," Ron's terse greeting was the total opposite of that for Kim.
"Stoppable," Shego matched his clipped tone, but she did surprisingly lighten her voice for Rufus. "Hey, Rufus!"
"Uh- sorry for the short notice, by the way," Kim wanted to move past the chilly greetings.
"That's alright, with Wade sending us on missions almost every day before, I'm used to switching outfits in under a minute," Ron laughed.
"TMI, I do not want to hear anything about you changing clothes," Shego stated firmly.
"Noted, Shego," Ron deadpanned before lightening his tone for Kim. "So what happened this morning that we're suddenly going back to DNAmy's hideout?"
Kim explained what happened with Dr. Director and Will's surprise visit this morning, a vague retelling of her brief chat with the older brunette, and the fact that the head of Global Justice was now currently organizing a team of agents to storm the lab. Shego mostly stayed silent throughout the short story, keeping her narrowed eyes focused on swerving around other cars like a maniac. She was driving with vigor and purpose, almost recklessly.
"We gotta get Monique. She'd want to know what's going on," Ron said after Kim had finished, already sending the fashion diva a message on his own Kimmunicator.
"No way. I'm not a taxi driver and this isn't some party you get to invite all your friends to, Stoppable," Shego retorted.
"But Monique was crucial to breaking you out if you already forgot. She'd be so upset if we don't fill her in that we're doing this!" Ron fired back.
"We don't have time for letting more kids tag along! This is very fucking serious if you haven't already guessed, dumbass!"
"Shego, please," Kim started, her voice even. "Her apartment's on our way, so we can just drive by and pick her up. We won't lose time, it's no big."
"I just wanna blow shit up and snatch Fish Sticks," Shego muttered vexedly. "Since when did dragging along two kids who'll just get in the way come into the plan?"
"We don't have a plan," Kim pointed out.
"We never have a plan."
"Exactly. But last time, I'm sure you remember, Ron and Monique did have a plan and they did the exact opposite of getting in the way. Do I need to remind you of how they rescued you practically all by themselves?" Kim asked.
"I wouldn't say 'rescue,' Shego grumbled, obviously embarrassed by the whole ordeal of needing help. "More like uh- walking into a hellhole that I just happened to occupy. I was pleasantly minding my own damn business before you guys showed up."
"Uh-huh. And how was your stay at this rather pleasant hellhole you speak of?" Kim inquired with disbelief shining in her worried olive eyes.
"The vivid 24/7 lighting was stunning, but the service and edibilities there were lacking, in my humble opinion. The bathrooms were also unsanitary, but I'd highly recommend trying out their water. It's organically un-purified and requires no filter. I'm not sure if this is common in other places, but there was also the whole 'using my body as a test subject' thing that kinda weirded me out, but I'm sure it was all completely safe. All in all, I'd give DNAmy's hospitality a solid negative two out of five stars," Shego's sardonic voice reeked of sarcasm.
It was so strong that Kim could almost feel the weight, and she laughed a tiny bit.
Ok, so Shego's sense of humor is kinda funny. Just a little bit though.
"And what's your overall review?" Kim asked just to be cheeky.
"Ten outa ten, would go to hell again," Shego replied dryly, but she did flash a swift grin at Kim.
"SHEGO YOU BETTER GET YOUR PASTY GREEN ASS TO MY APARTMENT SO WE CAN ALL GO BACK TO THAT HELLHOLE TOGETHER," Monique's sudden demand screeched from Ron's Kimmunicator, forcing the boy to hold it away from his ear like it had a parasitic bug.
He originally had the device close to his face, as he was talking to Monique in a hushed tone while Kim and Shego were arguing.
The car swerved momentarily, but Shego quickly straightened it out after recovering from her shock. The two girls in front flinched from the intensity of the order, volume and emotional insistence and all.
"What the hell?! Monique-" Shego snarled, her eyes wide and irked beyond reason.
Before she could even think of a comeback or witty retort to argue, Monique added in a slightly lower, but still stern voice, "And don't you try and argue, Shego! Otherwise, I won't let you borrow anything from my closet anymore, and we both know how you like to impress Kim with your style-"
"OKAY!" Shego shrieked before Monique could finish her statement, momentarily stunning the two teens accompanying her in the car. "Fine, I'll come get you if you'll stop shouting in my car! God fucking damnit."
"My ears…" Ron whined.
"Ow," Rufus agreed, clamping his tiny paws over his pink, hairless ears.
"Whatever you say, girlfriend. Kim has my address, so I'd better see y'all at my place with the deets stat," Monique stated with her usual sass.
"We'll see you soon, Mo!" Kim turned her head to call into Ron's Kimmunicator.
Ron turned the speaker off and went back to talking to Monique privately. Well, as private as he could get with two other girls sitting not even five feet away from him. Oh, and Rufus was sitting right in his lap listening to the conversation. He informed her of the events and general situation Kim explained earlier.
Kim smiled to herself at that, genuinely excited to see her best friend so happy with someone, he couldn't even wait ten minutes to talk to her in person.
Ron really is a special guy. He deserves someone just as special, if not more.
Her glee was short-lived, however, when previous fears started lurking in her mind. They reminded her of the horrors they were about to face, ones that Shego was single-handedly subject to and barely survived.
Her dream of seeing the older woman once again struggling helplessly against her restraints on the examination table didn't help ease her worries. In fact, they only fueled the nervous apprehension she typically didn't feel on regular missions.
It used to be thrilling fighting Shego on a weekly basis, and Kim finally realized how much she actually looked forward to their encounters. But now, going on a mission, a very personal and dangerous one on top of that, didn't spark the same energy that a call reporting Dr. Drakken's and Shego's latest scheme used to.
Shego wasn't the enemy anymore, she was an ally. And somehow, that made Kim nervous. Sure, she liked having the villainess on her side, but knowing Shego wasn't waiting for her at the end of the tunnel, made a small part of her fear what did.
She understood that the superpowered woman had never tried to kill or seriously harm her, though she was more than capable of, in their brawls. But DNAmy didn't have that kind of honorable dignity. She exhibited no restraint to spare Shego's life, so why would she start now?
Before she knew it, they were in front of Monique's apartment complex, and the fashion diva had flung herself into the backseat next to Ron.
"Monique!" Kim, Ron, and Rufus greeted in unison.
"Thanks for including me, guys," Monique grinned as she shut the door, buckled her seatbelt, and they were back to speeding along the road.
Shego snorted, glancing at the excited mocha-skinned teen in her rearview mirror. Her clothes looked like they were practically thrown on, as they were drab and loose-fitting compared to Monique's usual bold outfits. It was definitely a more casual alternative to the bright, flashy dress she rocked when they first visited DNAmy's hideout.
She wore a faded, cherry red t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and a light beige jacket was slipping off of one shoulder. Her thick, chocolate hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and a few clips were pinned to one side of her head as if she was planning on putting up her hair for school but then stopped halfway.
"You're thanking me for driving you to your possible death?" Shego asked dryly.
"Hey, if it means I get to skip class to do that, then yeah," Monique replied with a laugh.
"Ditto," Ron grinned.
"You kids are insane," Shego remarked flatly.
"Aren't we all?" Kim chuckled.
"Can't argue with that," Shego shrugged, yielding again.
"I'm so excited to go do something dumb and dangerous with y'all!" Monique said, her voice giddy.
"You kiddos are making it sound like we're all going to an annual sock hop or some shit," Shego commented.
"Breaking into a high-tech lab sounds better than being locked in a classroom listening to a lecture," Monique shrugged.
"Definitely. I wouldn't miss this for all the Nacos in the world!" Ron declared with his signature goofy smile. His beaming expression was comforting in a sense, and Kim really appreciated his optimism and just overall good nature.
"I wouldn't have let you guys make me miss this," Monique mock glared at the girls in the front seat, though they couldn't see her expression. "There's no way-"
"There's no way we were going to let Kim go alone," Ron cut her off.
"KP!" Rufus squeaked in agreement.
"Aww, guys-" Kim smiled, inwardly touched by her two closest friends.
"Uh, hello? Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt your wussy ass moment or anything, but just wanted to remind you kids that I'm here too," Shego interrupted, slightly offended.
"Of course, Shego. How could we forget about you?" Monique asked with a teasing smirk.
"Don't worry, sometimes I forget about my existence too," Shego deadpanned, her eyes fixed on the road.
"Thank you guys so much," Kim said warmly, ignoring Shego's expected dry sarcasm. "I'm here and doing this for Shego, but it means a lot to know my best friends are gonna be by my side."
"Girlfriend, you had no choice whether or not we'd be with you. You've stuck with us through thick and thin, so it's really the least we can do. You know we got your back, too, Shego," Monique smiled.
"If it's important to Kim, it's important to me," Ron stated with a grin.
"How cute," Shego grunted but she did appreciate the support.
"Besides, we couldn't let you suffer without us! Otherwise only Shego would get to witness it, and we wouldn't be able to make inside jokes afterward," Monique teased, which Kim laughed at.
"That's very true, Ms. Mon," Kim agreed with a playful smirk.
"To be honest, I would've gotten pretty upset if you hadn't told me what was happening, KP," Ron admitted after they had finished chuckling.
"Same here," Monique nodded. "I would've flipped."
"Pumpkin, what happened to not wanting to get your friends involved because you don't want them to risk their safety?" Shego asked, genuinely curious because Kim before had been so hesitant to let anyone, especially her best friends, get tied up in their messy situation.
Ron and Monique glanced at each other, before looking back at Shego and laughing.
Monique calmed down enough to reply, "If Kim hadn't told us that you two were planning on infiltrating the bitch's lab to steal Lucifer-"
"Still don't have a solid plan," Kim murmured in a sing-song tone.
"- then she'd be the one who should've worried about her safety," Monique finished. "We're not helpless ducklings, Shego, and Kim knows we can take care of ourselves."
"Yeah, we can fight and stuff you know," Ron proclaimed defensively while Rufus hopped into the air and struck a battle pose.
Kim nodded. "I've been training with Ron, and he's gotten really good considering how little time we have to work out because of school. And you've been teaching Monique, so she at least knows how to defend herself too."
"Ron's also been helping me after school," Monique added as Ron grinned sheepishly, instinctively looking away when Shego looked at the pair knowingly in her rearview mirror. "With two teachers, I'd like to think I can kick ass pretty well."
"She can," Ron confirmed proudly. "See, Shego? We're trained!"
"And so is my pet goldfish I've been training for the upcoming summer Olympics," Shego retorted with a sardonic eye roll.
"Are you comparing me to a fish?" Ron frowned as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Nah, that would be an insult to goldfish," Shego sneered.
"The cracker or the actual animal?" Monique asked amusedly.
"Both."
There was just way too much laughter and jokes being tossed around for Shego's liking, considering where they were driving to. She didn't protest or anything though.
Because frankly, the lighthearted conversations, that might've been forced for all she knew, were helping to keep her creeping flashbacks at bay. And though no one said it out loud, there was this mutual understanding that the talking was better than sitting in silence and remembering the bad memories that all suppressed.
"Thank you for getting Ron and Monique. I didn't want them to feel like we didn't need them and were leaving them out after all they've been through with us," Kim explained softly while her best friends chatted in the backseat.
"No problem, Princess. Why not just invite the whole fucking school while you're at it?" Shego asked sarcastically, glancing at the redhead.
"You want Mr. Barkin to accompany us? Because that can certainly be arranged," Kim replied with a sideways smirk.
Shego pursed her lips, curling her mouth up in distaste. "Nevermind. I'd rather die on this little field trip and go to hell."
"Isn't this 'little field trip' already hell?" Kim inquired.
"Good point. I'll go to hell here first as a warm-up for the real deal," Shego nodded with a nefarious grin.
"I'll see you there," Kim concluded with a smile, and after a brief moment of hesitation, Shego returned it. "Thanks for letting me come with you, by the way."
"Stop thanking me you fucking nut, it's weird," Shego's voice was firm yet playful. "It's not like I even had a choice right?"
"Right. And sorry, I'm just a bit nervous," Kim admitted.
"Don't go soft on me now, Pumpkin," Shego mock scolded.
"Sitting next to a badass like you? Not possible."
"I thought anything was possible," Shego teased to which Kim gave in with another smile.
Talking to each other like it was just a regular day did help settle their nerves.
"You think Dr. Director's already there?" Kim asked.
"Pfft, probably not. Global Justice is slow, and they're definitely gonna spend a bunch of time thinking of a useless plan," Shego shrugged.
"You've arrived at your destination," the GPS stated suddenly.
Their nerves didn't stay calm for long as Shego pulled into the farthest end of the large parking lot in front of the location containing unimaginable evils. They made sure to park behind a tall oak tree, hoping the shade and hanging leaves would help camouflage them. Of course, it was hard to stay hidden anywhere when Shego's sports car was an eye-catching neon lime green.
They all looked at the quaint pet shop, draped with dying vines and surrounded by dry foliage. How could such an innocent store conceal such horrors underneath? Their smiles started slipping as the familiar realization of dread crept into their stomachs. Memories started flooding back in for everyone, especially and mostly Shego, and she touched her neck instinctively.
Due to her body's supernatural healing speed, the long scars and burns have almost faded to a rosy pink. Though they weren't as noticeable as before, she still wore the choker Kim gifted to her. It wasn't often she'd received gifts or experienced any kind gestures ever in her life.
Her pale features, lovely and sharp, crinkled as she frowned. Kim noticed her change in expression, as she matched it completely, but she wasn't sure whether or not to offer sympathy or words of comfort. Because through Shego's point of view, she wasn't sure if she even could be comforted.
"Glad to see Betty's taking her sweet little time," Shego commented, noting how Global Justice was nowhere in sight just as she suspected.
"We should've thought of a plan," Kim sighed. She had already called Wade and informed him of their mission so he'd be prepared if they needed help, which they most likely will.
"Eh, overthinking things gives me a headache. We'll be fine," Shego said dismissively, but she did share Kim's worry inside.
"So what're we going to do?" Ron asked no one in particular.
Shego drummed her fingers absentmindedly against her thigh, staring blankly at the place she was locked and tortured in not even two weeks ago. "I've got an idea."
"A plan?" Kim asked, her tone hopeful.
"Even better," Shego grinned before turning her head to look pointedly at Ron. "Live bait."
"Boo-" Ron blinked as he noticed Shego's intense stare and predatory grin. "-yah? …oh."
He gulped.
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Author's notes: Ok the car ride shouldn't have been this long realistically, but I really wanted for the team to have one of their final conversations and interactions together as a group before the arc ends :0