Disclaimer - I do not own any of these characters

Warning - This is a fem slash story. If you do not like fem slash, then do not read this. This story also has some very dark moments (thus, it is rated R). Chapter two is the darkest one so far due to the dreams… heh heh heh… OH! I have the next two chapters written I just want to revise them, see what people think about this one and stuff like that.

Yay! Now go and enjoy the depressing dreams!

Requests – I want reviews! Lot's of reviews! And coffee… my energy level is low… should… probably… get some… sleep…. passes out

ANYTHING'S "POSSIBLE"

Chapter Two

"Oh." Kim groaned as her eyes looked into the light that was hanging over her head. She had been sleeping in a small room with only one window high up on the wall. A door was open wide right under the window. There was a table with some bandages lying next to the bed she was in. Despite being covered in blankets she was still shivering.

"Great, now where am I?" She didn't realize she had said this out loud until someone answered her.

"Sorry, Kim, but I'm not telling you that. You know, just in case you feel like hunting me down sometime." Shego stepped out of the shadows so that Kim could see her standing at the foot of her bed.

Kim's eyes popped open in obvious shock and terror. She needed to escape. She was NOT going to fight her. Not now, not when she was so weak. Kim jumped out of bed and took about two steps towards the door before her legs gave out. She braced herself for impact as she fell onto the floor only instead she fell into Shego's arms.

"Whoa, slow down there Kim!" Shego carried Kim back to the bed. "Look, you can relax; I'm not going to hurt you." She propped Kim up with pillows so she wouldn't have to strain herself to keep an eye on Shego.

Kim was keeping a suspicious eye on Shego. "Why am I here?"

"Because I took you here?" Shego said in a sarcastic tone.

"And why did you take me here, to watch me suffer?"

"I took you here because you were about to fall down the stairs and nobody was there to help you." Shego leaned back on the wall so her face was in the shadows again.

"Wait, why were you in my house? And how do you know where I live?"

"You should be sleeping. You lost a lot of blood." Shego headed towards the door.

"Wait!" but it was too late. Shego had already left. "I want to go home." Kim muttered under her breath. "Or do I?" she thought out loud. "No one was there. Nobody waited for me to come home. They abandoned me." Kim thought about that as she fell back asleep and was absorbed by dreams.

In her dream, Kim was reliving everything that had happened only things were added. Her parents were there with her and she had to witness them being tortured by Draken's cronies. Ron was torturing them too, shoving needles into their skin as they cried for Kim to save them. Only, she couldn't. She was being held down by a clone of her, struggling as it tried to slit her throat. It was exactly like Kim, even in the way it was moving, talking, crying. Crying? No, that wasn't right. Why would her clone be crying? Suddenly Kim screamed as she realized that there were no clones. She was trying to slit her own throat but part of her still must have wanted to live because of all the struggling. Everything started to spin around her; her parent's screams, Draken's laughter, Ron pushing needles into other people's skin. It was all getting closer, and so was the knife. She couldn't tell if she was fighting the knife or welcoming it until it suddenly plunged deep into her ribs and blood squirted out, covering everything in red.

WHILE KIM WAS DREAMING

Shego was lounging in a chair by her fireplace trying to read one of her text books. No matter how much she tried to read, her thoughts just kept shooting through her mind. Finally getting fed up as she realized she had just read the same paragraph three times, she flung the book across the room and watched as it slide across the floor and under a table.

"What the hell is wrong with me?!" She clutched her head in her hands. She was so confused. Two days ago she had been content with trying to kill Kim Possible and running errands for Draken while trying to complete high school at night. She gazed into the fire. "Where did I go wrong?"

Visions of her childhood flashed before her eyes. There was the meteor, the superhero thing, the death of her parents. Maybe that was it. She dreamed about it almost every night since it had happened. Team Go had been attacked one day at school by one of their evil foes. Shego (worried about how they knew where they lived and where they went to school) ran home to make sure they hadn't done anything there. She knew her brothers could handle it. Everything had looked fine when she finally reached her house but things were completely different on the inside. Blood was splattered everywhere. No matter how much she called out to her parents, neither of them answered. She finally ran into the backyard, calling, shouting, for them. The pool was a deep shade of read. Fearing the worst she dived in searching with her hands because it stung to open her eyes. Coming up for air she felt her foot snag on something. No matter what she did she couldn't free her foot. After what seemed like ages she managed to drag herself to the shallow end so she could stand up. She lifted what had caught her foot and nearly passed out as she saw what it was. Her foot was stuck inside of her father's ribcage. His body had been mutilated, his head nearly severed off and all of his organs had been removed. It seemed like his eyes were blaming her for his death yelling at her for not getting home in time.

Shego raced back into the house still hoping there was time for her mom. Her voice was almost gone but she managed to shout one more time. She thought she heard a noise coming from the kitchen. Speeding down the hall she slipped and fell into a puddle of blood. As the blood from the splash she made fell onto her face she looked under the kitchen table and saw her mother, bleeding, lower body barely attached.

"Mom?" her mother was clutching a pistol and looked up when she heard her only daughter's voice. "Mom what are you doing?"

Tears were falling down her mother's face as she smiled and put the gun to her head. "Mom, no!"

Shego shook her head, trying to get the horrible screaming out of her head. It took her several moments to realize that the scream was real. She shot out of her chair and sprinted down the corridor leading to Kim's room.

Pushing the door open she saw Kim clutching at her side rolling back and forth nearly falling off the bed. She ran to Kim's side not sure of what to do.

"Kim! Kim wake up!" She grabbed Kim's arms, pulling them away from her ribs and shook them as hard as she could without hurting her even more.

"Who- Where- What are you do-?" Kim looked up at Shego's concerned face with eyes so full of fear that all Shego could do was sit down and give Kim a hug. To her immense shock, Kim clung onto Shego, trembling and with such a strong grip that Shego could hardly breathe. They sat this way for a long time, Kim quietly crying onto Shego's surprisingly soft shoulder and Shego gently stroking Kim's long red hair.

Kim gradually loosened her grip as fewer tears fell from her eyes. Shego stopped stroking her hair as Kim sat up and wiped away the last tears. An uncomfortable silence passed between them as they sat, neither one of them looked at each other.

"I… guess I should go." Shego slowly headed towards the door.

"Uhm, Shego?" Kim looked up from her hands as the villain turned to face her.

"Yeah Kimmie?"

Kim looked back at her hands. "Uh, well… thanks for… for…"

"You're welcome." She hastily left the room, confused at what had just happened. Walking back into the study she picked up the book she had thrown and sat down once again to try and read it.

Once Shego had left, Kim stared at the door for several moments, half wanting to call for Shego to come back so that she wouldn't have to dream again. Shego had been unbelievably comforting; even though it was slightly awkward once she left. But why, Kim wondered, would Shego be concerned about me? I thought she hated me. I could have sworn she would have killed me by now, after all, it's not like she didn't get the chance. She must want something but what? I mean, has there ever been something Shego couldn't steal? What do I have that she wants?

Kim thought for a moment. Well… she could want me…? No, Shego would never want that. Not her. And of course I don't want her to want me. But she did bring me here and she knows where I live… No! Shego doesn't like me that way. In fact, Shego doesn't like me at all… which is good. Because she's evil… and… and she likes to steal things and she works for my arch nemesis and she's the most beautiful person I've ever met… wait… no, no she's not. I'm just thinking like that because I hit my head. Yes, that's it. I hit my head and now I'm insane and can't tell what's right from wrong. Although I don't feel like I'm crazy I just feel like Shego is a really nice person whom I'd like to get to know very well… but of course I know that not thinking I'm crazy is a definite sign that I AM crazy. SHE WANTS INFORMATION!!! That's it! She wants to get information from me before she kills me.

Kim sighed and muttered under her breath, "Thank God." And with that she fell asleep, dreaming of the "crazy" things she blamed on concussions.