Drakken jumped into the cockpit and strapped himself in. The plane immediately zoomed off toward his newest lair. Drakken and his assistant, Shego, had just managed to escape his arch foe, Kim Possible, and both were in high spirits.

"Now that was a quick getaway! Good job, Shego."

"Thanks Dr. D. You didn't do so bad either."

"Yes, but something bothers me about this."

"That it was too easy?"

"That Kim Possible hugged you! Isn't that whack? I mean, why would she do that?!?"

Shego shrugged her shoulders and put the plane on auto pilot. "I guess she likes me."

"Yes, but how much? Can we exploit it?"

"Do I look like Mrs. Cleo?" Shego pulled a nail file out of nowhere. "Maybe she wanted to put a tracer on me or something."

Drakken gasped, "How would we know if she out a tracer on you?"

"Well…" Shego speculated idly, "We have a scanner back at the lab."

"But they'll find us!"

"They always find us anyway."

"Hm. I suppose you're right."

"Then we can stop wondering about it."

After a moment of silence, Drakken said, "But what if she wasn't trying to put a tracer on you?"

Shego looked at Drakken annoyedly. "Why don't you ask her? She has a website, for cripes sake!"

"Well," Drakken looked sheepish, "I spent so much money on this plan that I didn't have enough money for an internet connection."

"Wait, so you don't have internet?

"No."

"Then I guess you'll never know."

Drakken was unusually quiet for a few minutes, not that Shego minded any.

"Hey Shego?"

"Hm?"

"Why aren't you bothered by any of this?"

"Why would I be?"

"The girl you swore you'd beat into a bloody pulp, which you have been fighting for quite some time now, hugged you out of nowhere. Isn't that odd?"

"mm-yup."

"Doesn't it bother you?"

Drakken's sidekick sat up in her chair and looked out over the clouds for a few seconds before simply saying, "No."

Drakken threw his hands up. "I don't get you," he said.

"You aren't supposed to.


Dear Diary,

It's been a weird day. As of this morning, it had been two weeks since my last mission and over a month since I'd last seen Drakken and Shego. Today, they showed up, robbing a bomb factory. Ron and I went to stop them. Everything was fine until I saw her. I was so nervous, but happy. Even though I'm sure everyone could hear my heartbeat and my stomach was doing flips, I was really glad that she was ok. We fought, as always, and I can't stop saying how much I love that adrenaline high, but as she turned to go, I wasn't at all upset by the fact that Drakken was getting away with enough bomb material to demolish the Taj Mahal. I was worried that I wouldn't see her for another month. So, somehow, (It might have been the adrenaline...) I managed to pull her into a hug. It was wonderful. I just can't describe it.

Still, I feel guilty. What if this interferes with my work? Despite how I feel, Shego's evil. She belongs in jail. We couldn't ever see each other like normal people, could we? I really have to get my mind off her.

…Why did it have to be her?

Kim