The atmosphere in the car had become heavy and awkward. Kim could tell that there was something that Shego was not saying, knew that there was a reason behind the woman's eyes that were currently swimming with tears, a cause bigger than mere worry for the redhead and her family.

Kim wanted to reach out to Shego, to wrap the woman into a tight hug and alleviate the pain that the woman must have been feeling. But she didn't, she just sat there like a deer in headlights, wanting to do something, to say something, but feeling utterly incompetent as she instead stayed silent.

"Well? Are you going to heed my warnings?" Shego asked as the two teens were yet to say anything back to her.

Ron shrugged his shoulders as if he was unfazed by the older woman's revelation, "Nothing's happened yet, so what's the harm?" Ron asked casually.

Shego turned entirely towards the arrogant blond, her eyes flashing dangerously at his callous attitude, "You won't be saying that when your parents, siblings and everyone you love is being tortured in front of you."

Ron paled at the darkness of the woman's words, "Is that… What happened to you?" Kim asked quietly.

Shego turned a wary eye to the young girl, "What are you talking about?"

"…" Kim hesitated for a long minute, "It's just when you were speaking… It seemed as if you were about to cry, and since you have those powers, I just thought…"

Shego shook her head, "Don't worry about me, worry about yourselves, you need to hide who you are… Please."

Kim nodded her head, enjoying the older woman's worry being directed towards her, "We will, after this mission, we'll do exactly that."

Shego tensed at Kim's words, "That's not good enough," The older woman said in frustration.

"Well, there isn't anything else we can do…" Kim trailed off as she watched the older woman tear off the sleeves of her shirt and take the laces out of her sneakers.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ron asked in utter confusion.

"Isn't it obvious?" Shego asked as she tore the short sleeves, turning them into long pieces of fabric.

"Um… No."

Shego rolled her eyes at blond's idiocy, "Buffoon," was all she said as she continued to work quickly.

Kim raised an eyebrow and smiled in amusement, "Your making masks!"

Shego nodded before holding a mask out to each of the two teen hero's. Ron stared at the mask passed to him like it had seriously offended him in a passed life. Kim, on the other hand, slipped the makeshift mask straight onto her face and turned to the older woman that had made it.

"How does it look?" The redhead asked excitedly.

Shego couldn't fight the smile that came to her face as she looked at the cute teen, "Like someone that doesn't want her family to get hurt."

The car they were riding in came to a sudden stop and the driver turned back to the trio, "The plane is waiting for you, Ms. Possible," Ron exited the car at the driver's words.

Kim nodded her head, "Thank you, could you take Shego back to my house?" Kim asked the driver.

"Of course, Ms. Possible, it would be my pleasure."

"You would make a great addition to our team," Kim said a little bashfully.

Shego chuckled, "As you said earlier, but I can't. That's not my life… Anymore."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing, just go, help whoever it is that needs a teenager to do their work," Shego replied as she shooed the teen out of the car.

"I'll see you soon," Kim said as she ran from the car and towards the plane, leaving Shego sitting in the back seat of the car staring after her as the stairs to the aircraft folded back and the fuselage was sealed.

"I'll see you soon," Shego said as the car began to move away from the small airport slowly.

The car ride back to the Possible residence was spent in silence and felt to Shego like it had taken at least twice the amount of time that it had taken to arrive at the airport. Shego opened the door and made to leave the car but was stopped by a soft voice from the front seat.

"Ms. Shego, I just wanted to thank you." The green woman looked towards the driver with a cocked brow, "I've been driving those two for a little while now and I… Never even thought to mention hiding their identities for safety."

"What is it to you?"

The driver looked into the rear-view mirror and into Shego's eyes, his eyes were filled with sadness as he spoke his next words, "I have driven many people to their deaths. And I… Just thank you."

Shego left the car and watched it speed off in complete confusion, wondering just who this person was and why he was driving Kim in the first place. She tabled the questions for now, thinking it would be better to ask the girl herself when she returned from whatever it was she was doing.

"So, you know now?" Shego was startled by the voice as she walked through the front door of the Possible's house. "That was fast," Dr. Possible said as he flicked on the light in the living room. The man was sitting on the couch with one arm wrapped tightly around his wife, who had her head buried in her husbands' shoulder, her own shoulders shuddering.

"Why do you allow her to do what she does?" Shego asked as she walked into the living room, feeling sorry for Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible.

"Because we would be unable to stop her from doing it even if we tried. Not to mention she's out there helping people; how could we ask her to stop saving lives?" James asked as he comfortingly ran his hand along his wife's shoulder.

Shego closed her eyes, "I guess you're right," She said in frustration, "I'm going to go to bed… I hope it gets easier for you two."

Shego left without waiting for a reply and quickly collapsed into her bed, "How about you look at not only the state of your wife but also yourself and use that as a reason," The green woman growled quietly. Shego shook her head as she kicked off her sneakers and slipped out of what remained of her clothes before falling into a restless sleep.

. . .

The next day Shego woke with a grumble, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she rolled over before stretching and yawning. The woman felt strangely refreshed as she pulled her blanket up and over her head to block out the sun filtering in through the windows. Shego began to fall asleep once again and sleepily moved closer to the middle of the double bed, only to be met with resistance.

With her mind still waking up, Shego reached out in front of her body with an exploratory hand. Her hand quickly came into contact with something soft. If she were more awake, she would have reacted in a much more violent way to the intruder, but this time, her wandering hand instead seemed to decide on its own to continue feeling around.

The warm, soft feeling object seemed to pull the older woman towards it like a magnet, and she soon found herself holding onto the object, taking immense comfort in the feeling of her body pushed against the warm object. In complete awe of the incredible feeling, Shego pulled the blankets down to gaze upon the heavenly object that was making her feel so nice.

As the sleeping face of a particular red-headed teen was uncovered Shego's mind instantly started working again and, in her haste, she pushed the young girl out of her bed.

"Oww…" Came a sleepy groan from the floor, "What was that for?"

"What do you mean, what was that for?" Shego asked frantically, "What were you doing in my bed?"

Kim rubbed her eyes groggily, "Well, I was sleeping," The teen said with a toothy grin as she climbed back into the warmth of the older woman's bed.

"Now, what are you doing? I didn't say to get back into my bed!" Shego yelled incredulously.

Kim just sighed as she rolled over to face the green woman, "What's wrong with sharing a bed? I found I was much more comfortable when you were hugging me from behind."

Shego began to blush furiously at the teen's words, her mouth flapping uselessly as she tried to come up with something to say to the younger girl.

"Come on, why don't we just go back to sleep? It is the weekend after all. That means no work."

Shego quickly jumped out of the bed as Kim started to slowly move towards her, "Nope, nope, nope. I'm up and ready to go." Shego said as she rushed out of the room with an arm full of clothes, leaving a delighted Kim laughing at her escape.

Running straight into the toilet, Shego locked the door and quickly began to splash water on her face to try and cool down the burning that she could feel just below the surface of her cheeks. "Damn kid," Shego cursed as she willed her heartbeat to slow down, dressing herself as she did so.

With her heart and face back under control and her body covered, Shego left the bathroom and headed for the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. Her heart ached just a little as she passed James and Ann, who had fallen asleep on the couch the night before while waiting up for their child.

Shego searched through the cupboards and quickly noticed a small unopened packet of flour sitting in the pantry. "Pancakes," It was merely a stray thought, a thought that had come entirely out of left field as she picked up the flour. She glanced back into the living room and smiled as she quickly and quietly moved back to her room.

She wasn't surprised to find that Kim hadn't budged from where she had left the teen, only now Kim was sitting up and playing on a small blue device. Shego tossed the flour to the teen who caught it with ease as she noticed it flying towards her out of the corner of her eye.

"What's this for?" Kim asked as she eyed the packet of flour curiously.

"We are going to make breakfast for your family," Shego announced.

Kim quickly shook her head, "No. No, no no. I have no idea how to cook anything, I almost burnt down the house the last time I tried to cook toast."

"Don't care, you're going to come and help me make breakfast, or I can just grab all of the ingredients and start throwing them at you. Your choice," Shego said in complete seriousness, motivating the teen to quickly climb out of bed. Even if she could dodge everything she didn't want to clean and somehow, Kim knew that Shego would refuse to clean up.

The two walked down to the kitchen quickly, and Shego immediately began telling Kim what to do, and enjoying doing so as the teen deftly grabbed everything, they would need to make the vanilla flavored pancakes.

Kim stood back and watched for the most part, after retrieving everything that Shego needed she quickly realized that there really wasn't much else she could do other than stand in place and wait until Shego asked her to grab something she didn't have. Kim couldn't help but admire the way the older woman worked diligently to create something from practically nothing, at least that's how it looked to the teen.

"Well that was fun," Kim said as she looked on at the six plates, each stacked with a few pancakes.

"You barely even did anything," Shego pointed out from her spot at the stove.

"True," Kim grinned, and Shego immediately knew that the teen was up to something, "But I certainly enjoyed watching you work."

Shego hid her slight blush with a facepalm before shooing Kim away, "Go and wake your brothers and parents, we don't want their food going cold."

"I wouldn't mind if the tweebs breakfast went cold," Kim grumbled as she walked towards her parents in the living room.

Shego pinched the bridge of her nose as she was left alone in the kitchen and allowed a small groan to escape her throat.

"Why did I have to accept this job?" she asked the empty room.

A loud clanging sound brought Shego back to her senses, and she heard a high-pitched laugh coming from somewhere in the house followed by the sounds of fast and heavy footfalls.

"I got you this time tweebs!" Kim yelled gleefully as she ran back into the kitchen and quickly hid behind Shego, followed soon after by two very irritated and tired looking boys.

"Sit down, you two," Shego demanded before the boys could retaliate and, by the surprised looks on their faces as they took in the bounty before them, they didn't need to be told twice.

Ann and James walked into the Kitchen after their children, "What's all this?" Ann asked as they sat down at the table themselves.

"Shego cooked us breakfast," Kim said happily as she too took a seat.

Ann eyed the food skeptically, although she tried to hide it behind a smile, "Well, thank you, Shego."

"Yes, thank you Shego," James said before nudging his two already feasting boys with his foot underneath the table.

"-Anks -Ego" The boys said in unison, showing the entire table the partially chewed pancakes in their mouths.

"Gross," Kim complained as she turned away from her brothers, James simply laughed at the two while Ann covered her face embarrassedly.

"Well let's not sit on ceremony and dig in like Jim and Tim already have," James spoke excitedly before he shoved a large piece of pancake slathered in Maple Syrup into his mouth, groaning in pleasure as he tasted the fluffy morning treat.

"Oh wow," Ann said surprisedly with a hand covering her mouth, she swallowed her small bite and turned to Shego, "This is truly amazing Shego."

"Surprising, isn't it?" Shego asked with a smile before she got stuck into her own breakfast, opting to have just butter on her pancakes.

James raised an eyebrow as he watched his daughter put only butter onto her pancakes as well, "Not going with Maple Syrup today, Kim?"

The teen shrugged her shoulders, "As the cook, I'm assuming Shego knows the best way to eat these pancakes, we've never had vanilla flavored ones before after all," Kim reasoned before taking a bite of her own.

"Oh my God, these are the best pancakes I've ever eaten," Kim gushed as she quickly gobbled up more of her breakfast.

"Thank you all for the kind words," Shego said with a smile, "And thank you for helping me, Kim."

"You helped her?" Ann asked around the bite of food she'd just popped into her mouth, completely forgetting her manners.

"I just passed her things," Kim said a little abashedly, "I didn't actually help with the cooking or anything."

Ann nodded, "That makes sense, otherwise we'd have been woken up by the fire alarms," Ann joked at her daughters' expense, causing her brothers to guffaw, spitting little flecks of pancakes over the table.

"Now that's gross," James said from his seat as he tried to shield his breakfast from the flying pieces of food.

Kim was a little saddened by the joke but she knew it was true, she was the girl that could do anything, anything except cook that is.

"I'm sure with a little help, she could cook pancakes just as good as these," Shego defended the teen, "You should have seen me the first time I tried. I don't want to go into detail, but let's just say I spent the entire morning cleaning pancake batter that had somehow been turned into a projectile and thrown all around my kitchen."

The small group soon finished breakfast, Jim and Tim were made to clean everyone's dishes under the watchful eye of their mother while James headed into his home office to prepare for the work he'd be doing in just a couple of days.

Kim followed Shego up to their shared room happily but almost jumped as the green woman turned on her with a serious look in her eye, "How did the masks work out?"

"Just fine, and they didn't fall off at all, which was surprising."

Shego nodded her head, satisfied that Kim had heeded her warning, even if she didn't believe there was an issue, "That's good, but we should get you and your buffoon proper masks."

Kim frowned at the older woman, "His name is Ron, he's not a buffoon, and why don't we go to the shops today?"

Shego laughed a little, "He is a buffoon, but that's okay, you can believe otherwise."

Shego looked away as Kim started to pout, cursing under her breath at how cute the teen looked, "Anyway, should we go to the shops today for the masks?"

Shego nodded her head, "Sure, not really much else to do without work."

Kim grinned with a twinkle in her eye, "Alright, let's get ready and go then!" Kim exclaimed excitedly as she trotted towards her room.

"What are you planning?" Shego asked through the partition in the room.

"Whatever could you mean?" Kim asked in a not so innocent voice.

Shego sighed as she shook her head, "Today's going to be a long day." She said quietly as she threw on the first blouse she grabbed along with a pair of jeans and black boots.

A.N Sorry this chapter took so long, I must have re-written the wake-up scene like a thousand times. Also, this is kind of a part one and the next chapter will be a continuation of this chapter; otherwise, it would've been twice the length and I like to keep each chapter to a semi-uniform length.