Chapter 3

Shego groaned, putting a hand to her forehead, as she regained consciousness once more. She found herself lying in some sort of bed, one that apparently folded down out of the bulkhead of the aircraft she currently found herself upon. As she blinked her eyes open, squinting as her eyes adjusted to the light, she detected a most familiar scent in her nostrils. Once her mind cleared a bit more, she recognized the smell. "Chloroform," she muttered, frowning. That's it, she thought to herself, now I'm really pissed off! She turned over and came face to er…face with the tingling hum of an electromagnetic wall. Shego knew that touching that barrier would most likely result in knocking her unconscious again.

"Kinda impressive, doncha think?" an amused voice asked.

Shego looked up, and groaned again, seeing the face that went with that all-too-familiar voice: Kim Possible. Kim smiled sweetly at her, then waved.

"Of course," Shego said with a groan, then sat up in her bunk. "Only you could of pulled off a stealth attack from the behind using chloroform."

Kim smiled at her foe's implied compliment. "Don't worry. Hey, look…I didn't want you to come to any harm during the trip. So, I thought the best plan would be rendering you unconscious…you know, just to make things a bit easier."

Shego frowned, confused. "Easier for what, Kimmie?" she replied, her voice laden with sarcasm. "As usual…you're not making any sense." Shego lifted up a hand to her head again, which still pounded slightly.

"Why, to a new facility, of course. One that designed to help you, Shego," Kim told her patiently. "Well, you and five other arch-villains, that is. You, my dear, are now in a flight, heading to the brand-new Global Justice Rehabilitation Center."

"The what?" Shego demanded, her face going even paler than was usual. She knew she didn't like the sound of the word rehabilitation…not one little tiny bit. "So, what you're saying is…" she began, only to have Kim interrupt before she could finish her question.

"Look, I'll make it simple for you. You go into this place a bad girl. Then, you come out of it a good girl," Kim explained, grinning at Shego's frown. "Simple, huh?"

"Oh, I get it. You want to make me a goody-two-shoes like you, is that it?" Shego asked, none to pleased.

"Well, something like that," Kim agreed, smiling. "Now, don't worry, Shego…it won't be all that hard. After all, you used to be do-gooder before now, weren't you? Yep! So…all we need to do is help you along to figure out just how good it feels to be good again."

Shego growled, lunging forward momentarily, but pulling back before she touched the EM barrier. "I swear Kimmie, if you think---even for an instant---that you're gonna tame me, you're in for one big surprise, girl."

Kim only smiled, used to Shego's gruffness. "Well, what can I say? I suppose I just love a challenge," Kim tossed back at her. It was then that her Kimmunicator beeped for attention. Kim turned a bit, and activated the device. "Yeah, Wade?" she inquired in a soft voice. "What's the sitch?"

"Thought you might like to know that you'll soon be at DNAmy's compound," Wade reminded her. "You and Ron need to prepare for the upcoming mission."

Kim nodded, agreeing with her friend. "Sure thing, Wade. Kim out," she replied, thumbing the device off.

Shego looked around and saw two more bunks folded up into the bulkhead in the compartment she now lay in. "Let´s see," she heard Kim say softly, while she looked over a list in her hand. "Drakken, check. Shego, check. DNAmy, soon to be check."

"Whoa, whoa!" Shego protested. "You mean to tell me that Dr. D. is aboard this freak show too?" Shego frowned, obviously looking around for him. "Where is he, Possible?"

Kim grinned. "Don't you worry your pretty little head, Shego," Kim soothed her, grinning when Shego seethed at her patronizing remark. "Oh, Drakken and the boys are fine! They're just in a different part of the aircraft is all," Kim relayed to her, and smiled. "Now, lay back and relax, Shego. We'll be at the center soon…just after we stop by to pick up the rest of the remaining villains and villainesses." And with that, she turned toward a door. Kim turned down the lights, and smiled at Shego, who glared back angrily as ever at her just before she closed the door.

Shego sighed heavily, and laid down again. It wasn't like she was stupid or anything…anything but really. She knew that she couldn't escape from her new locale at the moment. And, she didn't see Kimmie turning off the power anytime soon. So, that in mind, she laid back and tried to get some sleep. Who knows, she told herself…maybe my headache will even go away?

Some time later, Kim returned to Shego's compartment…this time in the company of two burly uniformed guards, who grunted as they carried the hefty DNAmy over to one of the unoccupied bunks. Shego sat up as she watched Kim turn on the electromagnetic wall about the villainess' bunk.

"Thanks, guys," Kim said to the guards, who leaned back against the nearby bulkhead. "When you get back up front, tell the pilot to turn toward Africa. We still need to apprehend our friend, Monkey Fist."

"Right away, Ms. Possible," the guards said, nodding polite to her, as they exited the room.

Shego eyed her arch-nemesis warily. "So, you really think that you can manage to make us all good boys and girls again, do you?" Shego challenged, her tone very doubtful.

"You better believe it, Shego," Kim answered, nodding confidently. "Hey, it's a better use of my vacation than my trying to save the world from the likes of you all again," Kim reasoned.

Shego growled softly again, sulked a moment or two, then laid back down. She didn't know precisely why…but, she had a sinking feeling about this whole set-up.