Doctor Drew Theodore Lipsky opened the door to his lair and home to see that Shego had not yet returned. He had stopped for one of the saddest meals of his entire life and had taken a near hour to eat single muffin before giving up and heading home. Seeing that Shego had not come home made him anxious and worried. What if something had happened to her? Drakken quickly pushed this thought aside. Shego could handle herself.

'But what if she ran away?'

Drakken gasped at this prospect and rushed up the stairs and pushed open the door of Shego's room. He breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed her room still contained all her belongings. Shego would come home sometime. 'It's silly of me to worry. After all it's only been an hour and a half. I should just call her.'

With that thought, he took out his cell phone and pressed #2 on his speed dial. Almost instantly her phone transferred to her voice mail:

"Hey, You've reached Shego. I'm not here right now... If you're ex-boyfriends... eat your heart out, if you're Hego... don't waste your breath... and if you're Drakken... take a number. Anyone else, leave a message!"

Drakken groaned from slight irritation and then shut off his phone. He wouldn't have known what to leave in a message anyway. Slowly he let the phone drop from his hand to his waist. Then he let it hit the carpet. The phone battery fell out but he didn't even bother to put it back together. Drakken let his body collapse into his easy chair where he gripped the arm rests tightly with restlessness.

After a solid minute of attempting to calm himself, Drakken reached to the side table and retrieved a white paperback book labeled in red ink: 'THIS IS NOT MY DIARY'

Drakken pulled back the cover and held his pen against the page. Even just holding it there gave him great pain. Writing about this incident would make him relive the pain again. But for some reason he felt he needed to have his day on paper. It was a daily ritual he had no intent of breaking:

Dear Diary... er... Journal,

Shego told me that Diaries are for girls so now this is going to be a journal I guess.

I took Shego to the doctor's office today. It was the most nerve-racking thing I'll tell you. It almost took an hour but it seemed like years. I was in the waiting room trying to accommodate my future with or without a baby. I knew whatever happened would be awkward. I don't love Shego and don't plan on loving her... that way. Even if there was no baby, it would still make for weeks and weeks of emotional roller coasters. Still... I always wanted a son so there was a little thread of hope dangling inside of me. After all these heart wrenching thoughts I tried reading to relax, but it was no use, I couldn't get it out of my mind. Whatever happened would change my life forever. Anyway, she finally comes out with this sort of ghastly exterior to her. I knew something was wrong, so I asked her... and she tried to tell me but then froze. I kept asking and suddenly she stopped answering all together. I kept pressing her for a reply and suddenly, she screamed into my ears that our baby would die! Then she became all flustered and left just like that. Without any explanation at all.

Now I can't sit still, I still feel like I did while I was in that waiting room: unsure and full of questions. I now know Shego is pregnant, but why will her baby die? This has awakened so many new issues. I don't understand what she said. Maybe she was in shock, I don't know anymore diary. I really don't. I don't know why, but I'm worried... not only for the child... for her too. This isn't anything like her or me; I hope she comes home soon.

-Drew

Drakken set aside his journal and sighed. 'My stomach feels like it's in knots.' He thought agitatedly. He held it for a moment trying to settle it but it was no use. 'Please come home with Shego. I need you here.'

All of a sudden there was a sharp knock on the door. Drakken got to his feet and quickly rushed to the door. That knock had been a miracle. He pulled it open to see something that came to him as a relief and also a shock.

"Does this woman belong to you?" A man asked.

A man with a straw hat was carrying a limp Shego in his arms. Her face was tilted back so he couldn't see. The man appeared to be struggling with her as Drakken responded flabbergasted,

"Yes... I mean... no! I mean yes—she lives here but..." Drakken's voice gradually became numb.

In almost one motion the man seemed to gently let Shego to the floor. Drakken then noticed her tousled appearance. He dropped to his knees afraid to touch her.

"So I can leave here then?" The man butted in.

Drakken turned his head to look at the man and nodded. It took him a moment but he finally said, "Thank you for bringing her here."

The man blinked, "It's no problem at all. I was in the park with family and she seemed awful upset about something. We wanted to ask her what it was but she seemed really shook. Then suddenly... she just fainted."

Drakken groaned, "Yeah, well thanks. Do you want any money? I'm grateful that you brought her back here."

The man shook his head in refusal and backed out the door. Drakken benevolently thanked the man again as he left. Drakken focused back on her face. Her eye make-up had streamed down her cheeks and neck and her lip stick had been wiped away and smeared onto the back of her hand. Her hair was all out of place. Drakken couldn't believe it but Shego looked needy and almost... vulnerable.

'At least you came home.' Drakken thought as he felt her forehead surprised that she had a very slight fever. A month ago he would have considered that negligible but now, 'I hope that passes.'

Aside from her fever, she seemed alright. Her breathing was steady and Drakken estimated she would wake-up very soon.

But waking up on a cold tile-floor... would not be to her finest appeal.

So Drakken carefully scooped her into his arms and used the wall to steady himself in a standing position. It took only a second for him to realize,

'Dear god, what does this woman weigh? I can barely hold her up! Maybe it's just muscle or am I hallucinating again? Shego can't gain weight so fast, that's silly, I'm so nervous right now.'

Using all of his might (which wasn't much); Drakken laid her across a sofa and cradled her head to keep it elevated. He sensed she was still uncomfortable so he draped a blanket over her. All he could do at the moment was kill time in his thoughts,

'The park? What on earth was she doing there?'

'...It's a lucky thing that guy found her though, that would have been the last place I would have thought to look...'

'Man... I hope she wakes up soon. Please wake-up Shego.'

Another 'miracle' came. Shego gave a little grunt before reached up her hesitated hand to rub her eyes. When she managed ease her eye open she shut it right away.

"Shego! Shego! You're awake!"

Shego didn't reply; she was in such depose she was ignoring her surroundings. Drakken noticed she was struggling to move, "Do you want anything? Painkillers maybe?" Drakken offered.

Shego weakly shook her head then tried to get up but quickly slumped backwards onto the sofa again literally collapsing into her boss. Drakken steadied her, "Don't move okay?" Shego nodded slightly as he got to his feet. He looked at her and noticed she was still awake, 'Good she'll be alright.'

Drakken returned with a steaming washcloth and handed it to Shego; she took it and patted her face with it. She sighed evenly. After a moment of allowing it to relax her face she handed it to Drakken. She turned her head into her hands.

Drakken held it in his hand for a moment and asked, "Want anything?"

Shego struggled to speak, "—water... p-please."

"Alright just hold on a second." Drakken wandered into the kitchen while Shego relaxed on the sofa.

Shego rubbed at her temples and propped her head against her hands. 'Man, I really feel like shit. I hope that Drakken won't take this out of my paycheck. He'd better not.' She felt her stomach rumble and realized she had skipped breakfast and lunch. With a low groan she raised her trembling hands into her hair and ran her fingers through the mass.

'I bet I look like hell right now. Drakken will never forgive me for this one. He's going to have a lot of questions,' she sighed, 'I hate questions.'

"Here." Drakken's arm was extended holding a tray with a coffee mug on it filled with water. Grateful, she accepted it and allowed the coolness to dance with her parched throat. It spilled through her hungry body and seemed to contact her stomach instantly. After gasping for breath she finally looked to Drakken with aware eyes.

Drakken sighed then looked back to her and said, "Shego... have you only been gone for two hours? I swear it feels like it's been a thousand years."

Shego's eyes widened as he said this. She placed the coffee mug on floor and folded her hands uneasily. She looked very apologetic which came as a surprise to him. Drakken murmured in a low voice, "I was worried."

All of a sudden as if overcome by his intensity Shego burst into tears, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Drakken waited for her to flee, but she didn't. She just sat there sobbing.

(Notes: haha, I forgot people were still reading! Anyway more updates to come. Please leave your reviews! Please?)