Author's Note.
I do not own Kim Possible. All rights to the rightful owners.
This chapter and the two epilogues to come are just super short scenes to tie everything up, mostly because I can't help myself.
They rested for - well, Shego was unsure, but a long time, long enough for the adrenaline to wear off and the cold to set in.
At last though, they both stood at once.
"I guess we should see who's looking for us," Kim said.
"I'm with you on that one."
They made their way - slowly - to where the front of the island lair had once been. A large, slick red jet was now parked at the bottom of the winding path down.
"Yours?" Shego asked.
"GJ's," Kim replied. "Ron must have notified them."
Wonderful.
"Just the people I didn't want to see."
"I thought you didn't want a fight."
"With you, Kimmie. I don't want a fight with you."
"There she is!" shouted a painfully familiar voice. "KP!"
The buffoon came charging up the slope… tripped over his own feet and crashed to the ground.
"Ron!" Kim called, speeding up a little to reach him - though not, Shego noticed, rushing.
He bounced back up himself and wrapped her in a hug. "I was so worried about you! We thought you'd been crushed for sure!" He looked past her at Shego. "Uhhhh, KP?"
Shego held her hands up. "Relax, buffoon. I come in peace."
"Since when?"
"I've got bigger fish to fry."
Kim's expression darkened. "Oh no you don't! Not if I get there first! Ron, where's Drakken?"
He pointed at the jet.
Kim took off running.
She was already halfway down the path so had a headstart, but all that weightlifting had clearly drained her, as she failed to press the advantage. Shego was soon strides behind. "Get back here, Princess! I want to kill him!"
Kim stuck her tongue out. Shego growled and tossed a half-hearted plasma ball her way. It shot past her harmlessly.
Two men in blue moved to intercept them at the bottom of the slope, only for Kim to bowl straight post them. They raised their guns upon seeing Shego. She fried both weapons and kept chase after Kim.
By the time they reached the jet, which was open, they were about equal. Inside, Drakken was sniveling and bemoaning something.
"Shego!" he cried. "You're alright!"
She raised a glowing hand. "Yeah, no thanks to you!"
"Ah, ah, Shego? Let's not do anything hasty."
"Hasty?" she growled. "Hasty? I'll show you hasty!"
"That machine of yours wouldn't have even worked!" Kim yelled. "It was wired up wrong! You almost got us killed for nothing!"
"Ah-"
"Of all the incompetent morons I know!" Kim continued, "You have to be the most! My brothers are more competent than you, and they're twelve!"
"Shego! She's insulting my evil genius!"
"I know. I'm enjoying it."
"Shego!"
Her glowing fist connected with his jaw, snapping his head back.
"That's for almost killing me for no good fucking reason!"
Kim followed up with a blow to the stomach and chest. "And that's for almost killing me for no good fucking reason!"
They got several more blows in before the buffoon arrived and dragged a still shouting Kimmie away. Shego fired off a blast at the Global Justice goons and took off for the cliffs where her hovercar was hidden. "Later, losers! Have fun in jail, Doctor D!"
His wails and Kim's shouts of fury followed her.