Author's Note
I do not own Kim Possible.
A nice long break at a hot island spa certainly helped her feel better physically. It did nothing to stop the nightmares of being buried beneath tons of rubble, trapped in the dark as the air ran out. On the second night she woke as the bedsheets burned with green fire. Shego swore as she stripped them from the bed. She wondered, sometimes, if Kimmie was having as many nightmares as her.
There was a delightful pleasure in Drakken still being in jail without her help though.
She had no plans to break him out for a long, long time.