Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. Since this story is set 25 years later, all the characters under twenty-five years of age are mine.

Flo flew in pursuit of Shego, who was running in the narrow mine tunnel, as long as she could. Once close enough she altered the pink glow around her, disappeared from behind Shego and appeared in front of her, blocking the way ahead.

Shego stopped and crouched like a cat. "I'd rather not hurt you, baby girl," Her hands began to glow green, "But I can."

"You are not getting by me," gloated Flo. "And I am not your baby girl."

Shego stood up a little as she let out a wry laugh, "Actually, you're wrong on both counts." She grinned wildly.

"Say what?" Flo couldn't help but be shocked.

Shego kicked Flo's feet out from under her. She then leapt over her fallen foe and ran up the shaft, only to stop twenty-five feet down when Flo appeared in front of her again, bathed in a momentary pink glow.

"Nice try," quipped the young agent. "But I'm not Luke Skywalker, and you're not my mother."

"Ahh," Shego said. "Now you're half right." She let the energy on one hand fade out and pointed it at Flo in a pistol shape. "That kind of improvement makes me proud."

Flo braced herself, "You are not leaving, Shego."

"Look," Shego actually took on a serious tone. "You're a smart, good looking kid," she said as she stroked her own, long, black and white striped hair. "You're adopted," Shego counted off each fact with the fingers of her hand, "you have colorful glowing powers," Shego held up the other hand that was still glowing green. "I'm surprised you hadn't thought of this by now."

"Can it!" yelled Flo.

"If you don't believe me, ask your uncles, they're straight up." Shego looked thoughtful. "Better yet, have those G.J. science nerds compare our DNA. They should have my profile on file somewhere, knowing them." She rolled her eyes.

Shego watched Flo in silence a moment.

Neither of them budged.

"Well," said Shego as both hands flared, "I'd love to stay for a tearful reunion, but Ed's waiting by the car." She tossed balls of green energy at a support beam over Flo's head.

This cut the beam at both ends and it started to fall on Flo's head.

Flo, realizing she had to be somewhere else fast, instinctively teleported to the first place she could see; behind Shego.

Watching the pink halo, Shego kicked her on the back of her skull just as she appeared. Flo fell down limp.

Shego ran out of the mine and was greeted by her husband, Motor Ed, who was driving their latest "Green Machine."

"Got the diamonds?" Shego asked as she jumped into the vehicle.

"In the back, Baby Doll." Ed punched the accelerator once she was in. "Now can we get those new injectors?" he added.

"First we get the diamonds cut and mounted," Shego barked.

"Yes, Dear," Ed said quickly.

Flo woke up to see the Stoppable twins tending her wounds. Even then she lay silent a moment, unmoving.

"You O.K., Flo?" asked Anne.

"It looks like they got away clean," said Don as Flo sat up slowly.

"Let's get the hell out of here," Flo barked with a stern face.

"Okay," said the twins together.

"I want to check something out at HQ, ASAP."

"You have a lead?" asked Anne hopefully.

"Something like that." griped Flo.

Hours later, Flo walked into Global Justice's main lab. Dr. Load was running some routines on his supercomputer.

"Doc, could I ask a favor?" she said quietly as she stepped up behind him.

"Sure, Flo." He turned to face her, "What can I do?"

"This is rather...sensitive," Flo held her hands together in front of her.

"O.K." said Wade. "I can be discreet."

"I need a file comparison done." Flo sat down slowly.

"Absolutely," Dr. Load smiled. "What files?"

Flo picked up a pencil. "DNA Files." She tapped the end of the pencil against the desk.

"You're a trusted agent," Wade told her. "Which files?"

"Mine," she slammed the pencil down. "Mine... and..." She stood up again, slowly.

"Flo, are you all right?" Wade said, his eyes wide.

"and Shego's." Flo was standing straight and at attention, as tall as she could. Her eyes were moist.

Wade blinked. His face did not change. "I'll have the results in a half hour."