Disclaimer: Don't own Drakken or Shego.

Shego stood up from the kitchen table. Something felt wrong; way wrong.

Kim Possible had left. So Shego knew it wasn't external. No, something inside her felt wrong.

"Drew..." she said softly, thinking how to phrase her thought.

Drakken looked up. Shego's normally pale skin looked paler with shock, pain, and fear.

"I think... I think I'm going into labor..." she told him.

Drakken looked twice as pale as Shego.

"It's a month early!" he shouted.

"I know! I'm not that stupid! Just go get the suitcase... and don't forget shoes!"

"Shoes... Shoes..." Drakken muttered as he rushed up the stairs.

He crammed a suitcase full of Shego's clothes and zipped it up. Back down the stairs he flew. He grabbed Shego's wrist and pulled her along.

"Oww... Oww! Drew, your squeezing my hand harder than the contractions!"

Drakken sped down the street; hands gripping the wheel and shaking.

Middleton Hospital was right ahead. Drakken pulled into the parking lot and rushed Shego inside the hospital.

"My wife's in labor!" he screamed as loud as he could.

Doctors and patients alike stared at the man who had just entered. He was supporting a very pale, worried woman with one arm, with the other arm he held a suitcase.

A nearby doctor helped Shego onto a rolling stretcher and they pushed her rapidly down the hall. Drakken stood, dumbstruck several paces behind.

"Drew Lipsky!" he heard Shego yell. "Don't you leave me!"

Drakken took the order and ran down the hall to keep up.

He was stopped by a doctor.

"Sir, since your wife is in no condition to be questioned, can we ask you a few questions?"

Drakken watched the staff whisk Shego out of sight.

"I need to be with her..." he croaked softly. "She said don't leave her and I don't intend on disobeying that..."

"Sir, it'll be fine, just a few questions... I'm just doing my job..."

Drakken looked at the doctor.

"Yeah? Well I'm doing mine," he said pushing the doctor aside and following where he thought they had taken Shego.

He rushed into a delivery room. Right one. He smiled weakly and stood next to Shego.

"They stopped me... the doctors did..." he said feebly as he propped himself up against the wall.

Shego reached for his hand. She looked so helpless; so tired.

With several groans she pushed and Drakken coveredhis eyes. Soon a baby's wail filled the room.

"It's a girl, but we're not done yet," the technichan called.

"What!" both Drakken and Shego shouted above their infant's cries.

"That's right. Congrats, you're having twins."