Shego strolled into work ten minutes late the next day with her lengthy black mane tied in a ponytail. Her face was free of make-up and her jumpsuit looked wrinkled. Drakken didn't say a word as Shego sat down cross-legged on the floor; he would overlook the tardiness for now.

It was foggy outside today which made the murky lab seem even more miserable. But Drakken was determined not to lessen Shego's spirits any further. He hurried to his workbench where he began to scribble on a pad of paper like a madman. As he wrote, he attempted to converse with the girl.

"Good Morning Shego."

"Morning." She sounded quizzical by his friendly nature.

He gulped. "How's it going?"

She was silent for a moment as if trying to search for the right word, "…marvelously." She finally answered her voice with a rather sardonic ring.

"Glad to hear it," Drakken muttered his eyes not lifting from the paper, "anyway, today I'm going to finish up my latest plot and then we'll play around a bit with the henchman."

Shego folded her hands nicely in her lap. "That sounds fine."

"You can go make some coffee or do whatever you like. I won't be finished for about ten minutes. I left the newspaper on the coffee table if you'd like to read that." Drakken explained.

"Oh… okay. Thanks." For some reason she felt strange when she said 'thank you'.

Shego exited the lab and entered the kitchen where she found one of her subordinates making pancakes. It was one of Drakken's heavier henchmen but Shego didn't know his name. He looked up at her and his eyes became curiously glassy.

"S-Shego!" He stammered.

"I like your enthusiasm. Just here to make myself some tea. Don't -"

Before she could finish her sentence the henchman was already wobbling away. She frowned and muttered, "Well at least he won't bother me."

As soon as Drakken could clearly see that Shego was no where in sight he pulled his journal out from underneath his workbench. He would have to make this entry quick.

Dear Journal,

Shego was late this morning and that rarely happens. I didn't say anything of course; she must've had a good reason after all. She also looked a little dispersed this morning so I've hinted for her to go ahead and make herself some breakfast or whatever. I'm a little bit more concerned about her today. I'll give you an update later.

-Drew

He closed the journal and picked up his pad of paper admiring the plan he had created the previous night. It was a decent plan that could work even if Shego was pregnant. He had spent all night thinking it up and he had concluded that there was an 85 chance of them succeeding which meant the odds were on their side. Still it was hard to predict these things because as their plans failed Kim Possible became stronger. And with Shego "handicapped" it was hard to estimate how useful she would really be. 'She's not far along at all, I mean… the baby is just a whole bunch of cells but do I really want her harming her body even more?' He sighed. 'There I go again. Caring about her. Stop it now. This has really nothing to do with you.'

"Hey boss."

Drakken nearly fell off his chair. He looked behind him and yelped, "Shego! Didn't I tell you not to sneak up on me?"

"Maybe I should stomp around like you do." Shego suggested and she slowly slipped into a velvet red arm chair. There was a steaming mug of coffee in her hand.

Drakken grumbled, "Alright Shego… are you ready to hear my newest plan?"

"No, but I know it's coming anyway."

"Okay then, listen up." Drakken rose from the place he was sitting. His eyes were gleaming with the same eagerness they had every day they plotted away in the lab; Shego tediously picked at her fingernails. As he was striding around the room he spoke in a loud booming voice, "Now Shego, this plan is quite simple. You are going to go kidnap three well recognized figures in regular society. We are going to hold them hostage in our back room."

Shego stared at him. "That back room that we never use?"

"Precisely. The storage closet as I like to call it. They will be bound and gagged and protected by a laser force field. We MUST make sure they are seen and not heard. At the same time we will bring out clones of these three hostages and put the brain chip on them… and…"

Shego interrupted, "That stupid chip you used to control me?"

Drakken gulped, "Yes and… well… we'll give them weapons and give them the command to kill themselves. The only way Kim will be able to stop them from blowing their brains out is if she surrenders to us as prisoner."

"Won't Kim know you've got the nano-chip on them?"

"No we're going to play it off as we've brainwashed them and they don't know what they're doing. Kim won't be able to watch these people die so she'll surrender. As soon as she does we will kill her and then clone her."

Shego nodded, "Kay."

"And then we will put the nano-chip on the Kim clone and release her with the hostages. Then… with the real Kim dead and a fake Kim imposter in the world we will finally be able to take action and ultimately take over the world."

Shego frowned, "It doesn't sound as simple as you said it would be."

"Oh but it is. All you have to do is the kidnapping!"

"Ok-ay but who should I kidnap?" Shego asked in confusion.

"This part requires some creativity. You can kidnap whoever you like. Just make sure it's someone who Kim will care enough about to come after. Make sure they're influential. You should know Kim well enough to figure out who would be important to her."

"I guess so."

"Good, we'll put this plan in action tomorrow. For now let's go play with the henchman!"

Shego grinned, "Play with the henchman?"

"Yeah it's a fun new tactic I've created to get them in shape." Drakken explained.

"Oh and what's the tactic?"

"You're going to start zapping them and they will run away from you. And we'll keep them running for hours!"

Shego smirked. "You've really just had a stroke of brilliance Dr. D. Let's go. This could be fun!" She sprung to her feet and started for the door with her ponytail swaying behind her.

"Right behind you." Drakken chuckled. He gazed at her half-empty mug. 'She really should be getting more to eat. It's not good for her to be skipping meals like this. I'll make her lunch today to make sure that she eats.' He decided.