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
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Crash sighed as he filed his last report, and shook his head.
"I get the feeling we're going to be chasing this one a lot," Burn told him as he sat in the chair next to his teammate.
"Yeah, but are we going to always get there after she finishes the job? She's a freaking kid," Dash huffed. "But she keeps slapping down the loons and felons faster than we can back her up."
"She's got Shego with her," Crash reminded them. "I have the feeling that woman has been teaching her a lot more than a few judo throws."
"You see that lair," Burn asked.
"I saw it," Crash sighed.
"I didn't," Dash huffed. "Heard about it, though."
"I heard even Will Du was surprised," Burn nodded. "And that guy is harder to rattle than…."
"Yeah," Dash asked.
"I'm thinking."
"I hear you," Crash nodded. "Still, the word is even Dr. Director was stunned at the damage, and I heard Possible didn't even really cut loose. If that was her going easy, I am very, very glad she's on our side."
"Actually, I think Possible is on her own side," Burn remarked.
"You mean Shego's side. Those two seem joined at the hip was what I heard. Since that crazed woman found her at the start, they've been together through this whole mess."
"It occurs to me," Crash told his partner Dash, "That if the Pentagon thinks Shego is going to hand over a trained weapon once she's finished, that they are going to be very disappointed."
"I figured that out like a month ago," Burn declared.
"Me, too," Dash nodded.
"So, this everything from our end," Crash asked as he eyed their after-action report.
"Oh, yeah," Burn frowned. "Where did that yapping mini-dog go?"
"I think Agent Smarte put it in Dr. Director's office," Burn grinned.
All three agents shared a look and sniggered before they filed the report.
~KP~
"Where is Pepe," Sheldon demanded as Betty walked into his holding cell not only under constant video surveillance but surrounded by four armed guards who watched him pointedly. They were only relieved by more live guards, and no one opened the cell for any reason as they waited on a transfer team to carry the prisoner to a maximum security cell already arranged for him.
"In a kennel, while I decide what to do with him," Dr. Director told her brother as she eyed him disdainfully.
"Don't you dare hurt him! This isn't over. I don't how you swayed that girl to follow you, but I will break your hold on her, and…."
"You think I control her? She's a teenage girl, Sheldon…."
"I am Gemini," he spat.
"You're a madman that needs putting down. If it were up to me, you'd already be in a box. Only the law is waiting on you, and so is a judge and jury. I do hope they find you guilty on all charges," she told him curtly.
Gemini just sneered.
"I'm surprised you don't just shoot me now."
"Unlike you, I believe in the law, Sheldon…."
"Gemini! Now, bring me Pepe. He must be terrified," he said disdainfully.
Betty just glared on.
"I'll consider it. After you tell me where Drew Lipski went," she told him.
"Lipski? You mean that witless Drakken?"
"Whatever he calls himself, he obviously supplied you with a working mind-control chip. Where did he go?"
"Ha! Working! It was obviously defective, like him. Besides, he left before you even appeared. He and his silly robot girl," he sneered.
"Robot girl?"
"Yes. I have no cause to lie. He built a robot girl, and put a gaudy blonde wig on it if you can believe that. The man truly is mad."
"Indeed," Dr. Director nodded. "One last thing, Sheldon…."
"Gemini!"
"What is your connection to Lord Monte Fiske?"
"Who?"
"Don't play games. You have files, incomplete as they are, on the man in your data. What did you two intend?"
"I thought he might be a worthy ally," he sniffed. "I wager you already know he is too unstable and unreliable to depend upon, though," Gemini told her. "He honestly believes he can replace humanity with an army of monkeys. As if common primates could ever rule over humanity," he sneered.
Dr. Director just eyed him now and turned to leave after telling her men, "Don't take your eyes off him for a second. If he does anything remotely suspicious, stun him," she ordered.
"Ma'am," they nodded curtly, eyes still on Sheldon Director the entire time.
"What about Pepe," he shouted after her.
She didn't reply.
Walking down the hall, she saw an agent coming toward her, and asked, "Was that animal removed from my office?"
"Yes, ma'am. Agent Du took the liberty of having it inspected, its collar changed, and then delivered it to your mother," the man informed her.
"Excellent. Has Kimberly arrived as yet?"
"In your office, but…."
"I'll be there for now then."
"Ma'am, she brought….guests."
"I expected them," she said and kept going.
"You can't surprise her, young man," an older man pushing a broom down the hall grinned. "Seen her manage for years now. You can't surprise her."
~KP~
Betty walked into the office and found it crowded as she eyed those present, and then locked her eyes on one woman in particular.
"All right, I will admit it. You surprised me," she said with the barest trace of a smile as Will Du only stared blandly as ever, showing nothing on his impassive visage.
"It's been a while, Elizabeth," Nancy Possible smiled at her from her own desk chair with the Possible family minus James sitting around the office, and Shego learning insouciantly against a wall. Only she knew the woman and knew that casual air was just that.
"Nance. It has been a while. I heard you retired."
"I did. I've been living quietly down in Florida. Only when I heard that my granddaughter had not only resurfaced, she had half the world's madmen on her tail, I just had to fly out, and check on things."
"I think you know she's in good hands by now," she said, standing beside her own desk, and not asking for her to get out of her chair.
She did respect the woman, after all. It was daring women like Nancy Possible who had helped open the door for women like her to get into traditional places of power. That, and even today there were few who could likely match Special Agent Possible.
"So, daring women run in the family," Shego drawled. "I'm not too surprised," she grinned at Ann.
"Well, speaking of family, I do hope you're finally locking up that witless brother of yours, Elizabeth," Nancy told her as she rose gracefully from the chair. "Now, since we both know I'm not in the game any longer, take your throne, dear, and let's get this over with. Shall we?"
"It's not my throne," Dr. Director sputtered as Kim and Shego both grinned as the one-eyed woman took her seat, and sat ramrod straight before them.
"Oh, no," Shego smirked. "No throne."
Betty's gaze swept her, advising her she watch her next words.
"All right, we all know why we're here. Kimberly, since all of this focused on you, let's hear your side before we finish this debriefing. Although, I am curious as to your father's absence."
"Well, he had a big deal at the Science Center," Jim told her.
"Couldn't duck it, and wouldn't. You know dad. But Kim brought his report, ah, if you can decipher it," Tim grinned.
"Decipher it," she asked as Kim pulled out a few sheets of typed paper.
She took the papers, unfolded them, and scanned the words.
"What is he trying to say," she actually demanded.
"That's where we come in," Shego grinned. "We're here to translate, as the boys say, and fill in the blanks."
"Start with how you figured out where Gemini was hiding," she demanded.
"Oh, right. About that, I have to leave by three. I have a date," Kim replied with a grimace.
"A date," Dr. Director frowned.
"Just be careful, dear," Nancy told her. "Some of these modern men are simply not to be trusted with innocent young girls."
"I know, Nana," Kim smiled. "Don't worry. I've been assured this is a very casual meeting."
"And I'll be watching her from nearby," Shego assured her.
"So will we," the twins declared.
Kim sighed and shook her head.
"Suddenly I feel like I'm on one of those silly reality shows you watch," she told her mother.
"They are silly," Nancy agreed.
"True," Ann nodded, "But one can use them to help decipher the state of the average modern mind's current status, and help evaluate certain psychoses before…."
"The debriefing," Dr. Director cut in curtly.
"Same old Elizabeth," Nancy smiled as she eyed her as Kim looked confused for a moment.
"Right, right. Anyway, it started when an old man…."
"Senor Roberto Senior, Sr.," Shego supplied.
"Showed up, and said he could give us WEE's location if I went out with his son."
"Senior," Dr. Director gaped.
"That silly old man is still out there playing his games. At his age, too," Nancy declared.
"Well, anyway, he gave up the coordinates when I agreed to go out with this Junior…."
"Which is quite the sacrifice in itself," Shego nodded.
"Although I had the feeling the old man has his own game waiting," Kim added.
"Oh, always, dear," Nancy nodded at her. "He can be fiendishly clever."
"Yes, he can," Betty agreed. "Go on."
"Well, once we put together a plan with Jim and Tim…."
"I helped," Shego added with a grin.
"Right," Kim nodded. "She did help keep their ideas….grounded."
"Hey, we're grounded," both boys complained.
"That's right, you are," Ann reminded them after a certain lecture on building weapons.
Both boys sighed now.
"Anyway," Kim went on, "We got to the lair, used mini-missiles to force them to surface…."
"Mini-missiles. Right, and where did you acquire…?"
"We built them," the boys smiled proudly.
"Which is why they're grounded," Ann scowled. "Honestly, boys. I thought we were finished with these antics after I forbade you using anti-gravity tech around the house."
Dr. Director just stared at them, shook her head, and nodded at Kim.
"Right. So, after we got the WEE clubhouse to go up…."
"Clubhouse," Jim snorted.
"We could build a better clubhouse than…."
"Boys," Ann snapped.
Dr. Director tried not to sigh as the debriefing extended far longer than expected.
To Be Continued….