Drakken glanced down at his lap. Shego had fallen asleep on him during the middle of the movie. He scooted aside and let her consume the entirety of the sofa. He quietly took his journal from the near end table and retired to his easy chair where he wrote in silence,

Journal,

I've decided to give Shego a tiny little break until she's in a better mind set for that seems best at the moment. But should she be working at all? I realize she's pregnant – but she's in her earliest stages, and I'm sure I can moderate her working. But will Shego even want to work at all? Maybe I should give her some time off? No… that would seem like I was firing her. But wouldn't that be for her own good? No, it wouldn't be good for me or her. I just don't know. This is a bizarre situation really. Life and death, literally. I don't really know if Shego has a soft spot for children but if it's her own… and whatever she does is going to affect her for the rest of her life. I wish I didn't have to think about this right now.

Today I purposely gave Shego a day off. It was the only noble thing to do really. We ordered pizza topped with green peppers (her favorite) and we watched one of my favorite movies, a walk to remember. Shego doesn't seem to share my interest. We talked for about ten minutes and now she's asleep on the couch beside me. I guess we really don't have anything in common, not even a taste in movies. Even if she did keep our child…and lived one moment to see it… would she be able to look at it without throwing up in her mouth? Would I be able to raise a child knowing it was partially hers? Would I want to raise it? Would she? If she keeps it, does it mean we should start living together or even get married? I just don't think I'm ready for this kind of commitment. It's too fast and too sudden.

But why am I thinking of myself when I should be worrying about her?

-Drew

"Drakken?"

He glanced up, "Shego."

She rubbed her eyes, "What are you doing?"

He slid his journal back onto the desk, "Nothing important. How are you?"

"Fine. Why didn't you wake me up?" She asked softly.

"…why would I?"

"Oh I don't know…"

There was a sudden lull where neither of them could look at each other. The main character Jaime had just died. Shego looked like she was taking the moment in hard.

"Why did she die?" She whispered.

Drakken couldn't answer. This was a bad choice for a movie. What was he thinking? Now Shego would be in a bad mood again. 'I knew we should have watched the Hot Chick.' He thought. He reached for the remote and shut off the screen before she could hear anymore.

"Shego," he asked gently, "I have to know. A-are you… scared?"

Shego looked at him hard. Her green eyes were full of fury and her nostrils were flaring. Then she gazed at the television.

"I don't think there's anything to be afraid of." She said simply.

"Oh."

"It's kind of late Dr. D and I'm still tired. I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow. Thanks for the day off."

"Yeah, no problem."

As soon as she had left, Drakken banged his head against the wall. 'How could you be so stupid?' He thought. 'Did you see her face? You practically mocked her with that movie! What were you thinking? Now she's angry, or worse… she hates you! But what do you care? You've never cared about Shego, she's just an assistant, just a lackey, she's less important to you than your godforsaken henchman! You are nothing to her so her feelings should mean nothing to you! So what if this is your child too? It's her life, let her do what she pleases. Her friends will help her, her brothers will help her. Just pretend nothing is wrong. Nothing is wrong. It's her problem… Kim Possible is your problem. Taking over the world is what you need to be concerned with, not your assistant. Stop acting stupid! Stop caring! A villain doesn't care; a real villain likes suffering and laughs at it. Just laugh at it.'

He couldn't laugh at it. He couldn't even smile. No matter how he might try to forget, he'd still see Shego's face in the back of his mind. Shego… the one person who had never been a concern before. He couldn't grasp it. This shouldn't matter to him. It wouldn't have mattered to Dementor. It wouldn't have mattered if Amy was pregnant instead. But yet it mattered somehow. What on earth was wrong with him?

"I can't… I can't get her out of my head."

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