Shego slowly opened her eyes.

It wasn't a dream, was it?

She wiggled her fingers, and hit a breast that didn't feel like hers. She gave an experimental squeeze.

Definitely not mine…that means…

Eyes opening to a mass of red hair framing a familiar face, Shego smiled and gave another squeeze, earning a moan from the sleeping girl.

Yeah…yeah…HELL YEAH!

Shego lifted her head slightly to look around. Sunlight was streaming in between the closed blinds, the clock proudly announcing it was almost noon.

Well, we did stay up pretty late…made some noise…BWA HAHA! Can you imagine! This just in: The internationally wanted criminal known as Shego was found after she made well-known teen hero Kim Possible scream her cute little brains out during an all-night lovemaking session. More details after the five-day forecast. Back to you, john.

As much as Shego wanted to stay there, peacefully, she was getting hungry.

All kinds of hungry…

"Kimmie…"

"Mmmmm…"

"Pumpkin…Nah…damn, Kim. I gotta think up something new after all that…"

"Mmmmhmmm?"

"How about…mine? Yeah, that works."

Shego rolled on top of Kim, straddling her and sitting up, flicking her hair back so as not to obstruct the view.

"Wake up, lover."

"Shego?"

"Yeah. Good morning."

Kim finally opened her eyes to the sight above her, and her eyes widened, actually blushing at the sight.

"Umm…Shego…"

"What?"

Shego leaned down, her face an inch from Kim's.

"Ah…nothing…"

Shego gave her a quick kiss and rolled off the bed. Kim looked almost disappointed when she looked back.

"What?"

"That's it? Good morning and a little kiss?"

"Good morning, Kimmie. Now get your butt into the shower, we have a long day ahead of us."

Kim frowned. Shego responded by opening the door that led to the adjoining bathroom, beckoning with one finger in a slow 'come here' motion.

Kim stared for a moment, not understanding, before scrambling to get out of bed and running naked into the bathroom, jumping into Shego's waiting arms, enjoying the hot water pouring over her, squeezing herself tight against the other girl.

"Ouch!"

"What?"

Kim pushed Shego to arms' length and pointed down at her own body. She was covered head-to-toe in claw marks, bruises, and…

"Are those…teeth marks?"

"Umm…sorry?"

"Sorry isn't good enough. These hurt."

"Umm…great taste, less filling?"

"Shego…"

"Alright then…"

Shego turned Kim around, leaning her against the wall of the shower and getting down on her knees.

"What are you-"

"I'm gonna kiss it and make it all better…"

An hour later, they turned the water off, dressed, and stumbled downstairs to have breakfast, though it was technically a late lunch.

Shego brought some food with her into the living room while Kim flipped through the channels, frowning.

"What is it?"

"There's…nothing about us on the news."

"What? You're kidding."

"Nope. I don't get it. If Dr. Director is so hell-bent on catching you, wouldn't she at least issue a statement that you're on the loose?"

"Yeah…but saying that means publicizing that we're together."

"Oh no…"

"What?"

"Well I…I sort of expected to have to tell my family, my friends…but not the ENTIRE WORLD!"

"Meh."

"Meh? How can you say that?"

"Because I don't care what the world thinks. And you should know, the only reason people will care about who you're dating is because you're famous. There are a lot of lesbians in the world, Kim, and the media only cares about the ones that'll help their ratings."

"I…guess…but-"

"Relax. There'll be the reporters, and the talkshows, and the 'ask the person on the street whose opinion doesn't matter in the first place' crap, and then the world will flip back to whatever it was watching before. Happened to me all the time. Besides, if she does mention me, she'll have to mention you. And for every person that wants me in jail, there'll be some bleeding-heart romantic writing letters to their mayor asking him to give me a pardon."

"That's it!"

"What's it?"

"Public opinion."

Kim held her hands up, making a little picture frame around Shego's face with her fingers.

"We're going to make you a hero again."

Shego leaned over Kim as she fumbled with a cable attached to the computer's modem.

"Okay, hook the kimmunicator into this port here…"

"What is this supposed to do again?"

"Normally, Wade has a hook-up to certain law-enforcement and government agencies, and they give him a call when there's a supervillain-related crime, and then he gives me and Ron a call. But since GJ is probably watching everyone I know very carefully right now, I can hook this up to get the reports direct, then we head off and save the day together and make sure someone gets it on camera. Bam, instant good publicity. They want to arrest you, they have to tell everyone how you fell in love and wanted to be a hero again, but someone's personal vendetta got in the way, and…Shego?"

"Don't just dismiss her, Kim. I know I hurt her pretty bad. Losing an eye wasn't the worst of it, believe me. So don't think she doesn't have a right to hate me."

"I know…it's just…if she wants to hate you, fine, but…"

"And I am still a wanted criminal. I've broken a lot of laws, Kimmie."

"And you're going to pay for it by being a crime-fighter again, not by rotting in some cell. There, done. Now we wait."

Once the last cable clicked into place and Kim set the device down, Shego leaned over her and put her arms around Kim.

"Thanks."

"No big, lover"

"Oh, thanks for reminding me…"

"Wha-"

"That I can do things like this…"

"She-gah!"

"And this…and this…and I know you love it when I do this…no, wait, circular motion, right?"

After their second shower of the day, Kim and Shego were snuggled together on the sofa when a small, musical beeping caught their attention. Kim picked up the device and read what was displayed on the tiny screen, turning back to Shego with a smile on her face.

"Showtime."

"Dementor! Return whatever you've stolen and give yourself up!"

Dr. Dementor, his henchmen, and others raised their heads at the sound of that voice. The henchmen were swearing under their breath, while the hostages had started cheering. Kim strode into the room, alone but completely confidant. She stood there, hands on her hips, head held high, gaze locked with the villain who held a metal cylinder against his body protectively.

"Kim Possible! What are-wait, why am I being surprised?"

"Because you're a megalomaniac who thinks he can do whatever he pleases?"

"Ah, yes, there is that, a quality shared by many who approach my level of genius. Ach, but that is a discussion for another time. Achtung, my Henchmen!"

Henchmen piled into the room, adding to those already standing guard around the supervillain. After a few moments, nearly thirty men began to advance on her.

"No, Ms. Possible, it is you who should give yourself up! Even you cannot defeat so many by yourself!"

"Well, maybe I'm not alone."

"What, the sidekick? Even if he were here, I still would not have counted him."

"Actually, I wouldn't call her a sidekick if I were you. She prefers 'teammate."

"Wait…her? Her who?"

Just as the first henchmen nearly got to within arms' reach, a hail of green plasma answered him, sending henchmen flying backwards to collide with the men behind them. Through the smoke, a lithe form could be seen darting from behind Kim and leaping into the mass of men, dropping anyone in range that the plasma had missed. Without missing a moment, Kim leapt forward as well, and between the two of them, Dementor's men were quickly laid out in bruised, groaning piles on the ground in under two minutes.

"S-S-Shego? Working with Kim Possible? This is absurd!"

"Actually? It's love."

"L-l-l-l-l-love?"

"Yep."

The room went dead quiet as the hostages and Dementor gaped at the two girls standing next to each other.

"Now, return what you've stolen, or else."

"O-or else what? You do not frighten me, Ms. Goody-goody!"

"Or else I sic Shego on you."

Shego's plasma burst into life. Dementor seemed to shrink.

"I surrender!"

"Good villain."

After Dementor and his goons were trussed up for the police, Kim and Shego waltzed out the door, ignoring the stares they received, right into a group of police with a swarm of media clustered behind a nearby police line.

"Shego! Put your hands-"

"It's okay! She's with me!"

The police began glancing nervously at each other as Kim and Shego approached the reporters behind them arm-in-arm.

"I assume we're live? Okay, I, Shego, am officially ending my criminal career, and returning to the life of a hero as a member of Team Possible."

After a moment of silence, a familiar din of camera flashes and dozens of shouted questions started up. Shego waved her hands for silence and pointed to one reporter, who leaned forward with microphone in hand.

"Shego, Shego, what brought on this change of heart?"

They watched as Shego smiled and at glanced at Kim, who merely smiled back and nodded.

"Funny story about that…this should help explain…"

Shego flicked her hair back and leaned forward, and it was then that Kim noticed Shego was wearing something around her neck.

"Shego, you did not wear that thing!"

"What does this say? 'Property of Kim Possible?' What's that supposed to mean?"

Shego rolled her eyes, turned, grabbed Kim and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Guess."

Once again, silence reigned.

"Umm…yeah. Shego is my…err…"

Shego finished for her with a well-timed kiss. Several reporters began to drool. Kim tried to speak, only managing to mumble before pushing Shego away.

"Shego! Not on national TV!"

"Fine, I guess I can wait until we get home."

Shego turned and headed for the hoverpod.

"You know, this'll be what? Our third shower today?"

"Shego!"

Kim chased after a laughing Shego as the people around them stared, wide-eyed. Some of the media managed to collect themselves and chased after the two, cameras trained on them as they leapt into the hidden hoverpod and shot into the sky.

All around the world, the footage was played and re-played. True to Shego's expectations, everyone who considered themselves worth listening to talked about, debated over, or outright psychoanalyzed the pair. The next day, the picture of the two girls' kiss was on the front of every newspaper and the topic of every talk-show, Including a high level meeting between GJ and several government, security and law-enforcement agencies. Dr. Director sat at the low end of the table and the very center of attention, listening as representatives from various groups tossed their own unless, inane opinions into the discussion. She sat for a good three hours, responding to the same pointless questions over and over again until she began to seriously consider shooting the lot of them, or at least bruising them a little. By the time they had all grown tired of talking, not even having given her any clear orders, they slowly filed out, leaning her alone in the room staring at the papers before her.

"Agent Du?"

"Sir?"

Agent Du seemed to materialize out of the air behind her.

"What do you think about all this?"

"Well…I don't know. It's safe to say no one ever anticipated this…scenario. If we attempt to arrest Shego, we'll have to deal with Ms. Possible first, who has already proven to be quite formidable in the past. Then there's the matter of the public now becoming aware of the situation."

"Hmm. That was probably her plan from the start, to try to convince Shego to work as a hero again. After we…after I rejected that notion during the failed attempt to capture her, it seems Kim now wants to use public opinion as a shield against further action from us."

She stood and reached for a cup at her side, making a face as she took a sip. She hated cold coffee.

"It would seem that Ms. Possible controls the board, so to speak. Her next move should reveal the full extent of her strategy. …Sir?"

Dr. Director straightened herself after nearly nodding off.

"Perhaps you should get some rest, Sir."

"First good idea I've heard in hours…"

She paused a moment to stretch before heading out of her room, Agent Du following and shutting the door behind them.

weak on the ending, but i couldn't find a perfect way to finish it. Kim's plan will be in full swing next chappy