I do not own any Disney characters named herein and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Gifted
By LJ58
9
She was noticing the time limit was fast closing when Ann came to the door and smiled her way, even if she still looked rather grim, too. She could just imagine what the little redhead had been telling them. She could just imagine how the two were taking it, too.
"Could you come in now, Miss Shego?"
"Just Shego," she told her. "Like I said. It's my….working name," she said even as her cell phone rang. "Oh, let me just get this, and I'll be in," she said and pulled out the phone. "Go," she snapped as she punched the phone.
"With some reservations, we agree you may have a valid notion," Hastings said with obvious reluctance. "However, you have to stay on point and remain personally and directly involved. They want her trained, and I mean trained. I'm told you're capable enough in that respect. But they've given you one year to manage it."
"Two, minimum. We're still talking about undoing a lot of damage as much as building her back up in a manner that helps everyone," Shego added cryptically.
"I'll….advise them of your addendum," the senior officer spat.
"You do that. Now, the important part. What about my pay?"
"One hundred thousand a year as long as you are on post. The ten million will not be paid until you hand over a trained, obedient soldier. Understand that, Gordeaux," he spat.
"It's Shego, you ass. Just don't try crossing me, old man. Or you may not see retirement," she warned him.
"Are you threat….."
She hung up with a smirk.
"I think I may have some good news after all," she smiled at Ann who had been frowning at her conversation. "Let's go let Kimmie know."
"What do you mean? What was that about," she asked suspiciously.
"Let me do this in order, Dr. P. Trust me, it's all related," she said as she walked into the house behind the physician as she found Kim still sitting on the couch, and leaning into her father's side with a wide smile.
Yeah, she understood that one.
"So, Kim told us you can tell us more about what….they were doing, and what they….planned, and how you hope to….free her of their machinations," James said as Shego came inside. "Because I'll tell you now, we are not letting our daughter…."
"I won't say we might not need a fallback, Doctor," she told him as she sat in a chair that looked well worn. "But let me tell you where I come into our little girl's story, and how I hope I've managed to buy Kimmie some extra time here to find her own way."
Ann sat back down by her daughter, sliding her arm around the pale girl who had yet to take her hoody off, though she smiled up at the older redhead.
Shego began her recounting with her own job, and how she was called in to find Kimberly from the start. She was honest, brutally so, but noted Kim only smiled when she admitted she had already been changing her mind even as she learned the truth about the little redhead who had blasted her way out of a top-secret government lab that had held her for years.
"So, all this was because of that damn comet," James asked.
"That, and the power they realized she might have gained, and which is now more than obvious. What I want to do is give Kim more of a fighting chance. You two can help her heart heal, but I'm technically assigned to lead her in the direction they want. Only I plan on doing the exact opposite," she smirked. "I figure I owe them, too, as I said. Besides, Kimmie deserves a chance to live her own life," she said with a nod as Kim smiled at her again.
"See? I told you we could trust her," Kim told her parents.
"So, what kind of….training do you plan on giving our little girl," James asked now with obvious concern in his expression.
"Right off the bat, I was thinking some martial arts, meditation for control and discipline, and basic independent thinking," Shego grinned. "The very things guaranteed to piss those martinets off but good," Shego smirked.
"Shego," Ann sighed. "Language. Please. We do want to set the right example for Kimberly," she pointe doubt.
"Is that….slang," Kim asked Shego.
"Yeah, Kimmie. Some folks don't like some words, though. Let's face it, some of them ain't polite," she smirked.
"Indeed," James murmured.
"That can't be any worse than what the doctors said sometimes when they were really mad at me," Kim frowned.
The Possibles eyed their daughter, and Kim only grinned as Shego drawled, "Well, I doubt they had a decent upbringing."
The two doctors just shook their heads, but then Shego snapped her fingers.
"Right, and you probably want to get our girl a decent tutor to figure out where she stands. From what she's said so far, they didn't worry overly much on educating her beyond the usual useless crap they want assassins to know."
"Well, that's just beyond the pale. Anyone should know you need a decent education to accomplish anything in life," James declared.
"Do I get to go to school," Kim asked quietly in that bashful way she had that still surprised Shego.
"Let's find out where you are first, and a tutor will do that," Ann told her. "But it would probably help you if you could go to school."
"So, uh, where are my brothers," she asked, eyeing the nearest picture of the twins that seemed to have a mischievous glint in their expressions even in that photo.
"They're at school now," James told her. "Hopefully, they won't be suspended again," the rocket scientist sighed.
"Troublemakers," Shego grinned.
"You have no idea," Ann sighed.
"Right, so we know what we're doing, and how we're doing it. I need to make arrangements for a place to stay, and have my office closed up while I am down here," she told them.
"You'll stay with us, of course," Ann told her. "We have plenty of room," she said.
"Oh, please," Kim asked Shego. "It would make me feel safer," she admitted.
"Okay. So, you save me a few dollars, and that's probably a good idea for me to stay close. Just in case. Only I'm still billing the Pentagon for rent, so don't tell anyone otherwise," Shego smirked. "I do like to stick it to those clowns whenever I can," she admitted.
James only sighed, and Ann nodded. "I think I understand," the woman told her quietly.
"Okay, so, let me go get our bags. Kimmie, there will need a serious wardrobe, though, and then I'll call Martin, my brother, and set things up on that end. Anything else?"
"Wardrobe is….clothes?"
"That's right, sweetheart," Ann told her. "In fact, once we're ready, I can take you to the mall, and we can buy you all you need. Which is probably everything," she said, eyeing the shapeless clothes her daughter was wearing just then.
"Mom," she frowned. "What is….a mall?"
"Something you'll love, Red," Shego grinned, pulling out her phone, and dialing a number. "Marty. Shego. Yeah, yeah, I know. Listen, I'm on a long-term, super-serious, beyond uber secret mission out here, so I need you to close up the office for now and lock down my apartment. Got it? Yeah. Yeah. Look, just pay the bills, toss the junk, and if something really super serious shows, call me. Otherwise, I'm incognito for now. Got it? Okay. Yeah, and tell the folks not to worry."
She listened a moment and then laughed.
"Marty, you have not got a clue. Trust me, I'll call dad later when I can. Just take care of my place for me. Oh, and keep the boys out of my apartment this time….or else," she growled before she hung up.
"Boys," Kim frowned.
"I have twin brothers, too. They're just old enough to get into trouble, and they like sneaking into my place when I'm gone to have parties, or whatever," she admitted with a grin.
"Are my brothers troublesome," Kim asked Ann.
Ann only sighed.
"Let's see about a tutor, then we'll go shopping before the boys get in," Ann smiled.
"You'll go shopping," James told her. "I'll stay here in case they get in early. I'd rather they didn't blow up the garage again."
"Blow up the garage," Shego frowned.
"They like to build their own rockets," Ann sighed. "Unfortunately, they're not really that good at it yet."
"They're getting close, though," James smiled proudly.
"Oy," Shego murmured and eyed the older redhead knowingly. "And you're leaving him in charge?"
"Well," Ann sighed, and turned to reach for the phone.
~KP~
"Whoa," twin voices declared as Kim turned from where she watched her mother making a meal for them. "You bringing work home now, mom, or is she one of dad's," the boys who had just come in said as one as they eyed the pale girl in a dark green blouse, jeans, and a heavy pair of boots she wanted.
Kim giggled, still a little nervous because her mother wouldn't let her pull on one of the newer hoodies she had also bought.
To her surprise, she had enjoyed the mall, and managed to get through all the shopping without anyone pointing at her, or saying anything. She had to wonder if that was not because Shego stalked behind them, looking like a grim bodyguard more than willing and able to do bad things to anyone that so much as laughed.
Her mother must have thought the same thing as she finally told Shego to relax, that no one was going to attack them in Middleton. Kim had noted that Shego had still looked skeptical, but did try to relax. A little.
Now, back home, she realized she was looking at her own twin brothers. That she had more family than even she had realized.
"You talk at the same time," she grinned at them. "How do you do that," she asked.
"Boys, behave," Ann Possible snapped over her shoulder. "This is your sister Kimberly. It turns out she's been a captive in a government lab all this time."
"What," one gasped.
"That seriously tanks," the other declared.
"So, you're our big sister," they frowned at her.
"Uhm, I guess so," she said. "And you're….Jim and Tim."
"I'm Jim."
"He's Tim." They corrected her.
"Oh. Uhm…. How can you tell, mom," she turned to eye her smiling mother.
"Well, I've known them longer than you have, sweetie. Trust me, you'll figure it out, too."
"So, ah, isn't this lab probably still looking for her," one of the boys asked curiously.
"And probably gonna do something bad to try to get her back," the other concluded.
"That's where I come in, boys," Shego drawled as she came out of the back just then to stand behind them.
"Whoa," they exclaimed again. "Serious babe alert," the young preteens grinned up at her.
"Boys," Ann snapped at them.
"So, uh, who is she," one of the twins asked.
"Another lost relative," the other finished.
Kim burst into laughter.
"Shego's my friend," Kim smiled. "She brought me home, and is helping to keep me safe."
"Really," the boys murmured, and only one of them asked, "So," they murmured, "What's your angle?"
"Vengeance," she drawled. "Good enough, twerps?"
"Works for us," they said as Ann only sighed.
"Shego," Ann told her, turning back to the stove, "My sons, Jim and Tim."
"Right," she drawled.
"So, that serious muscle car out there is yours," one of them asked.
"Yep," she drawled. "The first car I ever owned, and I'm keeping it."
"It's a gas hog," Kim smiled. "But it is very fast," she told them with a smile.
"Oh, really," Ann asked, eyeing Shego.
Shego grinned.
"Sometimes a girl just needs a little extra horsepower," Shego told her.
"Can't argue with that," the twins agreed.
To Be Continued…..