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A week later . . .
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The door creaked and Shego instantaneously sat up. A whole week had passed. Drakken had poked her, given her shots, even DNA tests. It was the most irritating and exhausting week, even for her. She had been counting the minutes until Drakken would come by with the news. She was beyond uneasy. "What is it? What?" Drakken's eyes widened then he sat down on Shego's bed. "Well Shego. I have some good news and some bad news." Shego sighed heavily, 'Of course.' "What's the good news?" Shego asked hopefully. "Well . . . you don't have cancer, or pneumonia." Drakken announced making a checkmark on his clipboard satisfied. Shego sighed with relief and then gasped, "What?! You mean to tell me . . . this whole time you thought I had cancer?" "or pneumonia." Drakken added weakly. Shego shook her head and then moaned. She was hungry again. She was going to ignore this. She was eating them out of house and home lately. It was probably just stress. How could she have trusted Drakken as a doctor, what had she been thinking? "What's the bad news?" The good news had seemed pretty bad to her. "Well, It seems I have failed to be a good doctor to you Shego." "You could say that again." "Yes . . . well . . . Maybe it's time we got a real doctor to take a look at you." "Like who? What doctor is going to come take a look at a villain? The only place that actually serves villains is Hench CO." She crossed her arms and glared at her boss. Drakken touched Shego's arm. "Listen Shego, we BOTH know I don't have that kind of money. But I think I found the right man for the job." "Who might that be?"
A familiar voice answered her question.
"Me! The deadliest golfer alive!"
"Oh god . . ."
Shego's stomach churned again. Drakken had called Killigan? Killigan? This was the worst he could do. The horrors of Drakken examining her had been terrifying enough. But Killigan? What would he do? Poke her with his golf club? "Dr. D . . ." Shego whined, "I assure you Shego, he's a professional."
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2 days later . . .
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"I got yer results patient Shego." Killigan reported as he stumbled into her room. "Are you . . . okay?" "Two sleepless nights, over-dosage of the caffeine pills . . . he's fine." Drakken said as he entered the room after. Killigan frowned and asked Drakken to sit down next to Shego. "I've got yer results and it's not something you'll wanna be hearing." Killigan said flipping through his medical journal. "I can't believe you figured it out." Shego was impressed. "I took two years of medical school before I dropped out." Killigan informed Shego with a slight smirk. "Just tell us what she has!" Drakken shouted in resentment. "Well, I did some tests, studied her apparent symptoms and . . ." "And?"
"And you're pregnant." Killigan blurted out.
It took a moment for Shego to comprehend the words. Maybe she had heard it wrong? "What did he say?" She asked Drakken putting her hand on her forehead. She was sicker than she thought. She had JUST thought she had heard Killigan say she was . . . pregnant? No way. She was still a virgin. She knew that. "I think he just said you were pregnant Shego."
"Aye. Congrats Shego."
"Congrats? CONGRATS?! You march in here all giddy to tell me some great news which is . . . I'm pregnant?" Shego's breathing was irregular. "3 weeks along, is my guess." "No! Drakken this was your worst! This man can't make a diagnosis!" Shego was outraged. "I have plenty of evidence if you want to look it over." Killigan said drawing Drakken away from his irritated assistant. "Well alright. Let's look over your diagnosis and see what's REALLY wrong." "I'm telling you . . ." The two villains left the room bickering.
'Am I pregnant? Really, seriously pregnant?' Shego thought rubbing her stomach. She certainly didn't feel anything. And she had never had sex with anyone ever in her life. Shego had always had been one of those people who had drawn her line at sex. That's why she had broken up with Junior.
Flashback
Shego and Junior had just finished their make-out session on the sofa and both of them were left astonished and breathless. "You're . . . great." Junior said touching her face. Shego grinned. "I'm a tiger." "Yeah well . . . I'm a lion. Let's take this little jungle game upstairs." Junior winked. Faint fear thrills went through Shego's veins and her face vanished all its color. "Idiot. Lions and tigers don't mate. Tame the game, stat." Junior whined, "But Shego, I'm a lion, you're a tiger, mate with me or I'll get a bear." Shego sighed, "Then find yourself a bear." Shego said getting up from the sofa and heading towards the door, "Does this mean you're dumping me?" Junior was hurt. "Yeah, I guess it does."
End Flashback
'Not even that time. And I really, really liked him too.' Shego could hear them arguing from outside, just faintly, the walls were sound-proof. Shego stumbled out of bed and pressed her ear against the door so she could hear them more clearly.
Drakken: So it's true then?
Killigan: I can run an ultrasound to be sure. But her pregnancy test came out positive.
Drakken: You gave her one? Didn't she protest?
Killigan: She didn't know it was a pregnancy test; anyway, it came out positive.
Drakken: Whose baby would she be pregnant with anyway? She broke up with Junior a while back, almost a year ago. I doubt he's the father.
Killigan: Has she hooked up with anyone since?
Drakken: I don't believe so.
Killigan: I think you should ask her. I doubt you know everything that's going on in her life.
Drakken: Why don't you ask her?
Killigan: Because . . . I don't want to.
Drakken: So why should I ask?
Killigan: Because you have a connection with her.
Drakken: A connection?
Killigan: Does she really open up to anyone besides you?
Drakken: Killigan . . . Shego doesn't open up to anyone.
Killigan: Well, you're her best hope. Any who, I've got to get back to my home. Got meself a burnin' cravin' for some fresh cooked haggis. Call me if you need any more medical procedures done!
Shego was dumbfounded. Now that she thought about it, she did remember having a pregnancy test, or something like it. She remembered asking Duff what the test was and he refused to tell her. 'Oh. That's why.' Shego thought making her way over to her bed again. Drakken would be in again to talk to her about 'her condition'. How would she fight now? How would she face public as a mother? Shego felt so angry with herself. She had PROMISED herself, to never have sex until after she was married. Now she was pregnant with god only knows whose child. What had happened to her?
"Shego!" That made her jump. It always did. Why couldn't he knock for once in his life? "What?" "I've come to discuss your CONDITION with you." "Oh joy, oh rapture! Why don't you pull up a chair and we'll be merry and sing about these joyful tidings!" "This is no time for your mouth!" "Like I'm supposed to be HAPPY about this?" Shego yelled turning her head from Drakken. Now what did he think of her? Did she think she was some whore? Was he going to fire her?
"Shego, I know this might sound crazy, but Killigan is right, all directions point to pregnancy. I'm sorry if you didn't want this." Drakken said opening up a window for her. It was so stuffy in here, how could Shego live like this? "Thanks. And I didn't. I promised I would never have sex, not until I was married." Drakken looked at her and just burst out laughing and tried to cheer her up, "Well that's silly, if you wait till you're married you'll find out your partner sucks in bed!" This failed to make Shego express amusement. Tiredly, she hit him with a pillow. "Drakken, I'm a virgin! I know it! I never had sex! Ever!" Shego was beginning to get defensive. "Are you sure?" "Yes!" Drakken rubbed his chin thoughtfully. This was complicated. Why was Shego pregnant?
The phone rang.
Shego sighed and got out of bed. "I'll get it." She said stumbling towards the phone. If she really WAS pregnant, she didn't want to feel totally useless.
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A week later . . .
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The door creaked and Shego instantaneously sat up. A whole week had passed. Drakken had poked her, given her shots, even DNA tests. It was the most irritating and exhausting week, even for her. She had been counting the minutes until Drakken would come by with the news. She was beyond uneasy. "What is it? What?" Drakken's eyes widened then he sat down on Shego's bed. "Well Shego. I have some good news and some bad news." Shego sighed heavily, 'Of course.' "What's the good news?" Shego asked hopefully. "Well . . . you don't have cancer, or pneumonia." Drakken announced making a checkmark on his clipboard satisfied. Shego sighed with relief and then gasped, "What?! You mean to tell me . . . this whole time you thought I had cancer?" "or pneumonia." Drakken added weakly. Shego shook her head and then moaned. She was hungry again. She was going to ignore this. She was eating them out of house and home lately. It was probably just stress. How could she have trusted Drakken as a doctor, what had she been thinking? "What's the bad news?" The good news had seemed pretty bad to her. "Well, It seems I have failed to be a good doctor to you Shego." "You could say that again." "Yes . . . well . . . Maybe it's time we got a real doctor to take a look at you." "Like who? What doctor is going to come take a look at a villain? The only place that actually serves villains is Hench CO." She crossed her arms and glared at her boss. Drakken touched Shego's arm. "Listen Shego, we BOTH know I don't have that kind of money. But I think I found the right man for the job." "Who might that be?"
A familiar voice answered her question.
"Me! The deadliest golfer alive!"
"Oh god . . ."
Shego's stomach churned again. Drakken had called Killigan? Killigan? This was the worst he could do. The horrors of Drakken examining her had been terrifying enough. But Killigan? What would he do? Poke her with his golf club? "Dr. D . . ." Shego whined, "I assure you Shego, he's a professional."
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2 days later . . .
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"I got yer results patient Shego." Killigan reported as he stumbled into her room. "Are you . . . okay?" "Two sleepless nights, over-dosage of the caffeine pills . . . he's fine." Drakken said as he entered the room after. Killigan frowned and asked Drakken to sit down next to Shego. "I've got yer results and it's not something you'll wanna be hearing." Killigan said flipping through his medical journal. "I can't believe you figured it out." Shego was impressed. "I took two years of medical school before I dropped out." Killigan informed Shego with a slight smirk. "Just tell us what she has!" Drakken shouted in resentment. "Well, I did some tests, studied her apparent symptoms and . . ." "And?"
"And you're pregnant." Killigan blurted out.
It took a moment for Shego to comprehend the words. Maybe she had heard it wrong? "What did he say?" She asked Drakken putting her hand on her forehead. She was sicker than she thought. She had JUST thought she had heard Killigan say she was . . . pregnant? No way. She was still a virgin. She knew that. "I think he just said you were pregnant Shego."
"Aye. Congrats Shego."
"Congrats? CONGRATS?! You march in here all giddy to tell me some great news which is . . . I'm pregnant?" Shego's breathing was irregular. "3 weeks along, is my guess." "No! Drakken this was your worst! This man can't make a diagnosis!" Shego was outraged. "I have plenty of evidence if you want to look it over." Killigan said drawing Drakken away from his irritated assistant. "Well alright. Let's look over your diagnosis and see what's REALLY wrong." "I'm telling you . . ." The two villains left the room bickering.
'Am I pregnant? Really, seriously pregnant?' Shego thought rubbing her stomach. She certainly didn't feel anything. And she had never had sex with anyone ever in her life. Shego had always had been one of those people who had drawn her line at sex. That's why she had broken up with Junior.
Flashback
Shego and Junior had just finished their make-out session on the sofa and both of them were left astonished and breathless. "You're . . . great." Junior said touching her face. Shego grinned. "I'm a tiger." "Yeah well . . . I'm a lion. Let's take this little jungle game upstairs." Junior winked. Faint fear thrills went through Shego's veins and her face vanished all its color. "Idiot. Lions and tigers don't mate. Tame the game, stat." Junior whined, "But Shego, I'm a lion, you're a tiger, mate with me or I'll get a bear." Shego sighed, "Then find yourself a bear." Shego said getting up from the sofa and heading towards the door, "Does this mean you're dumping me?" Junior was hurt. "Yeah, I guess it does."
End Flashback
'Not even that time. And I really, really liked him too.' Shego could hear them arguing from outside, just faintly, the walls were sound-proof. Shego stumbled out of bed and pressed her ear against the door so she could hear them more clearly.
Drakken: So it's true then?
Killigan: I can run an ultrasound to be sure. But her pregnancy test came out positive.
Drakken: You gave her one? Didn't she protest?
Killigan: She didn't know it was a pregnancy test; anyway, it came out positive.
Drakken: Whose baby would she be pregnant with anyway? She broke up with Junior a while back, almost a year ago. I doubt he's the father.
Killigan: Has she hooked up with anyone since?
Drakken: I don't believe so.
Killigan: I think you should ask her. I doubt you know everything that's going on in her life.
Drakken: Why don't you ask her?
Killigan: Because . . . I don't want to.
Drakken: So why should I ask?
Killigan: Because you have a connection with her.
Drakken: A connection?
Killigan: Does she really open up to anyone besides you?
Drakken: Killigan . . . Shego doesn't open up to anyone.
Killigan: Well, you're her best hope. Any who, I've got to get back to my home. Got meself a burnin' cravin' for some fresh cooked haggis. Call me if you need any more medical procedures done!
Shego was dumbfounded. Now that she thought about it, she did remember having a pregnancy test, or something like it. She remembered asking Duff what the test was and he refused to tell her. 'Oh. That's why.' Shego thought making her way over to her bed again. Drakken would be in again to talk to her about 'her condition'. How would she fight now? How would she face public as a mother? Shego felt so angry with herself. She had PROMISED herself, to never have sex until after she was married. Now she was pregnant with god only knows whose child. What had happened to her?
"Shego!" That made her jump. It always did. Why couldn't he knock for once in his life? "What?" "I've come to discuss your CONDITION with you." "Oh joy, oh rapture! Why don't you pull up a chair and we'll be merry and sing about these joyful tidings!" "This is no time for your mouth!" "Like I'm supposed to be HAPPY about this?" Shego yelled turning her head from Drakken. Now what did he think of her? Did she think she was some whore? Was he going to fire her?
"Shego, I know this might sound crazy, but Killigan is right, all directions point to pregnancy. I'm sorry if you didn't want this." Drakken said opening up a window for her. It was so stuffy in here, how could Shego live like this? "Thanks. And I didn't. I promised I would never have sex, not until I was married." Drakken looked at her and just burst out laughing and tried to cheer her up, "Well that's silly, if you wait till you're married you'll find out your partner sucks in bed!" This failed to make Shego express amusement. Tiredly, she hit him with a pillow. "Drakken, I'm a virgin! I know it! I never had sex! Ever!" Shego was beginning to get defensive. "Are you sure?" "Yes!" Drakken rubbed his chin thoughtfully. This was complicated. Why was Shego pregnant?
The phone rang.
Shego sighed and got out of bed. "I'll get it." She said stumbling towards the phone. If she really WAS pregnant, she didn't want to feel totally useless.
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