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Chapter 3: Sugar Plum Nightmares:

Hospital in Nebraska:

Kim Possible was sitting in a chair, a million thoughts running through her mind, but one thought was louder than the rest, what was up with Shego? Kim set the magazine she was reading down and looked at the pale skinned woman laying in the bed beside her. Her long ebony hair fanned out against the white pillow she lay against, her chest rose and fell slowly as her heart monitor beeped softly. The doctors had manage to flush most of the alcohol out of her system, so now they were just waiting for to wake up. Kim reached out her hand and grabbed ahold of Shego's, gently stroking her thumb across pale green knuckles. Kim's green eyes met Shego's face.

"She looks so peaceful, when she sleeps."

It was true, she did look peaceful while sleeping, but there was something else there as well, something not so peaceful. As Kim looked at Shego she could feel her heartstrings being pulled at. She looked peaceful, no doubt about that, but she also looked pained, like some dark and painful memory was plaguing her mind. Little did Kim know, that's just what was happening.

Shego's dream:

Four year old Ciel Go was happily frolicking about in the snow.

"This is the best day ever."

She stood there catching snowflakes on her tongue. Yes, Ciel was having a grand time, blissfully unaware of the person watching her from down the street. As she stood there catching snowflakes, an idea came to mind. She was going to make a snow angel to show her daddy when he got home. After all, her daddy loved her snow angels, and he even called her, "His little angel." It was decided then, Ciel would make a special snow angel, just for her daddy.

She laid against the snow, it was soft and pillowy, like her favorite blanket. She was about to stand up, to admire her handy work, when she felt herself being lifted into the air, and a hand go over her mouth. Suddenly, everything went black.

End of Shego's dream:

*Beep beep beep bbeep bbbeeep* Shego's heart monitor began to beep erratically. Kim immediately jumped up to check and see if Shego was alright.

"Her eyes are still moving rapidly underneath her eyelids, which means she's still dreaming. I've got to wake her, or at least get her to calm down somehow."

Kim began to gently stroke Shego's hair and speak to her softly.

"Shhh it's okay, Shego. It's me, Kim. You're in the hospital, but other than that you're safe."

Kim's words seemed to reach Shego, because her heart rate slowed and her breathing became steady.

Kim sat back and sighed in relief. She was glad that she had managed to calm the green skinned woman down. However, she wished she would've woken up. She desperately wanted to know what had made Shego's heart rate increase.

"Maybe I should just wake her up and ask her. No, that'd be stupid, besides I told Ron I'd be safe. Waking up Shego would be a death sentence. Oh well, I guess I'll get some sleep too, it's been a long day."

Kim drifted then off, into a dreamless slumber.

Possible Residence:

"So let me get this straight, Ronald. Drew's sidekick passed out drunk, so Kimmie-cub went with her to the hospital, and refuses to come home until she's certain she's alright?"

Mr. Possible looked at Ron, with a raised eyebrow. Ron began to rub the back of his neck, nervously.

"Well it wasn't a refusal per say, more like just Kim being Kim. You know how she likes to help people, hehe."

James looked at Ron for a moment, before shaking his head. It was true, his daughter did enjoy helping people. And she would help anybody, no matter who they were.

"Well as long as she's safe there's really nothing to worry about. Come on Jim, Tim, let's go finish our Christmas rockets."

James then headed down to the basement, his sons following suit, both still chuckling at the mention of Shego singing a Christmas carol.

Anne was glad that her little bubble butt was safe, but she was still worried about Shego's condition. The mother side of her was more so worried than the doctor.

"I just hope she's alright, I'd hate for anything terrible to happen."

"Don't worry Mrs. P, Kim will be just fine. She is a Possible, after all."

Rufus just nodded his head, in agreement, as he was currently munching on cheese, so he wouldn't munch on cookies.

"I'm not worried about Kim, Ron, I'm worried about Shego. It's never a good sign when someone drinks to the point where they pass out."

Ron just stared at Anne like she had grown two heads. He also hadn't seem to have heard what Anne said, after she said she was worried about Shego.

"You're worried about Shego?! You can't be worried about her, she's evil, evil people don't get to be worried about!"

This time it was Anne's turn to look at Ron like he had grown two heads, and what he had said had not made her happy.

"Ronald Dean Stoppable, that is a terrible thing to say. Evil or not when a person winds up in the hospital they deserve to be worried about."

Ron gulped, nervously. He was clearly frightened at the fact that he had upset the older Possible woman.

"Sorry Mrs. P. It's just when it comes to Shego I think of burning green plasma, not a helpless woman in a hospital bed."

"It's alright, Ronald, but please choose your words more carefully next time. After all, villains are people too."

"Can do Mrs. P. I should head home now, it's getting kind of late. Come on Rufus, let's head out."

With Rufus's cheese eaten, and their goodbyes said, the two headed on home. Anne decided to go see how her husband and sons were getting along with their rockets, and then to call Kim to see how things were going with Shego.

Hospital in Nebraska:

"Ugh, my head. I am never drinking that much again. God I feel like shit. What's that beeping noise, someone make it stop, it isn't helping my headache. Hold on sec, where am I?! Okay, Shego, don't panic, just think. I went to a bar...or six, wandered around in the dark, got some pancakes, or was it waffles? No it was pancakes, definitely pancakes. No, no it wasn't waffles or pancakes, was crêpes. Yeah that's it crêpes. I remember now there were strawberries, and I always have strawberries on my crêpes. Alright, enough about breakfast, what happened next? Argh, I can't remember, and that damn beeping isn't helping. By the way, why do I smell cherries? The only time I smell cherries is when I'm fighting, Princess. But she's nowhere near me, or is she? Gah now I've gone and made myself paranoid. Okay, there's a simple solution for this, I'll just open my eyes and have a look around. Yeah, good idea, okay I'll open 'em on three. One..two..three! Oh god, bright light, bright light! Mother of pearl that hurt!"

Shego was rubbing her eyes and had yet to notice Kim looking at her. It took Shego a few minutes to clear her vision, and when she did she noticed she was in a hospital bed. She looked around the room, taking in her surroundings. She was about ready to up and leave, until she felt a gentle hand on hers. She looked down at the hand, but couldn't place the owner. So, she decided to follow the arm attached to the hand up to the mystery person's face. When she saw Kim smiling back at her, she jumped back in surprise.

"P-Princess, what are you doing here? What am I doing here? Why do I smell cherries?"

Shego began to panic, and this worried Kim, but she figured the best thing to would be to answer Shego's questions.

"First of all, I'm here because I was worried about you. You're here because you blacked out. You smell cherries because of the perfume I'm wearing. Does that answer your questions?"

Shego just shut her eyes, trying to process the information Kim had just given her, but her hangover wasn't helping matters.

"So let me get this straight, you came with me to the hospital, because you were worried?"

"That's right "

"Awe, wittle Kimmie was worried about the big bad Shego, how sweet."

Shego began to laugh, but stopped once Kim swatted her on the arm. It wasn't a playful swat either, there was some force behind it. Shego lit a glowing fist and was preparing to strike Kim back until she noticed the look on Kim's face. Shego distinguished her fist and lowered it.

"What's wrong, Pumpkin?"

Kim took in a shaky breath to steady herself.

"You shouldn't be laughing. I was seriously worried about. What if I had already left by the time you got there? Do you seriously think Drakken is competent enough to get you to a hospital in time?"

Kim was crying by this point, her voice thick with emotion.

"I was so scared I was going to lose you."

Kim just continued to cry, her voice no longer wanting to work.

Shego just stared at Kim. in surprise. She couldn't believe what she had heard. Kim was scared of losing her. But, why? They were enemies, last time she checked. Shego wanted to ask Kim why she cared so much, but the pounding in her head told her it was time to go back to sleep. So, she laid down and got comfortable. Taking one final look at Kim, she rolled over and went to sleep. Kim finally stopped crying and looked at Shego. She noticed that the green skinned woman had fallen back asleep. Kim decided to take the opportunity to go stretch her legs. As she left out of the room she heard Shego mumble something about sugar plums. What she didn't notice however were the tears falling from Shego's eyes.

End of chapter 3:

A/N: Wow, I can't believe I've already cranked out three chapters so far. The next chapter will be Anne's phone call to Kim, and perhaps we'll delve more into Shego's nightmare. Doesn't that sound like fun? Of course it does. So until next time, this is PokémonSoulMaster93 signing out.