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A New Beginning

Stage 4

"Sooo…" Drakken drawled out scratching the back of his next nervously as he too the seat Shego had just vacated. Kim wasn't sure what to say as she fidgeted slightly before taking a sip from the mug she was holding.

'Wow, this is really good." Kim said a little surprised looking in the steaming mug of choc lately goodness.

"Well, it's my family's secret recipe." Drakken said a little proudly. "How you feeling?"

"Honestly? Like someone decided to take a giant dump on my life." Kim grumbled sadly to herself before looking up at Drakken in confusion. "Why are you being so nice? What are you planning?"

"I am not planning nothing, you can stay here as long as you need." Drakken said taking a sip from his own mug, "While you are here there will be a truce and you are free to leave whenever you want."

"And you expect me to trust you?" Kim asked in shock looking away from Drakken noticing the nightstand holding the stolen fusion battery.

"It's yours when you leave." Drakken sighed, "I am sorry for what happened to you. Where was your boyfriend anyways normally he runs distractions for you while you do the hard work."

"He's not me boyfriend!" Kim half growled and half sobbed remembering what the blonde boy did. Maybe it would be good if she did stay here for a couple days. What was she thinking? This was her arch nemesis here and she was considering staying with him for any amount of time?

"Want to talk about it?" Drakken asked, his voice sounding very sincere as he tried to offer an ear.

"No offense but not with you." Kim said crossing her arms across her chest for a moment before dropping them as she winced at the pain it caused. Luckily she kept from spilling and of the hot drink from it.

"I am here if you do decide you need an ear." Drakken said pulling a cell phone from his lab coat and sat it down on the bed next to Kim as he stood up. "Feel free to call your parents and let them know that you're okay."

"Yeah, thanks." Kim said shocked as Drakken left the room quietly. Kim sat in the bed her mind spinning before sitting the drink off to the side on the night stand. Picking up the cell phone she fingered it several moments trying to figure out Drakken's and Shego's little game. What kind of trap were they setting? One thing for certain she had no idea where she was so couldn't call anyone like GJ nor did she have her Kimmunicator much less her mission clothes.

"Better than them worrying." Kim sighed before flipping the phone open and dialing her home phone number. It rang a few times before a weary, familiar voice answered. "Hey mom."

"Kimberly Ann Possible, do you have any idea how worried we were about you?" Ann demanded from the other end though it was easy to detect the relief in the older woman's voice.

"Ran into a little trouble on a mission mom, sorry." Kim sighed, before hurrying before her mom's mind could run through any of the millions of scenarios the woman was probably close to thinking of. "I'm ok don't worry but I'll probably be staying here a few days."

"Where are you?" Ann asked worriedly.

"I'm with some…friends. I need to just clear my head after everything that's happened. I'll be home before school starts back up." Kim explained hoping her mother would buy it. She wasn't sure she was really safe but she couldn't tell her mom that. She had to tell her mom something or her family would worry until Kim could return home and Kim had no illusions of being able to fight her way out of the place at the moment. Then again, if this wasn't a trap then she really could relax here and get her mind off things.

Laying back in the bed she took a deep breath regretting it as she winced again in pain. All her fights with Shego or any of her other enemies had never left her in this condition and she was really thinking about it. Dementor really could have killed her and by the way he was attacking her he really seemed like he was going to succeed. If it wasn't for Shego Kim may have very well have been dead.

"If anyone is going to be kicking that cute little ass of yours its going to be me."

She said that? Shego had actually said that and there was something telling her that Shego didn't mean it as a figure of speech. Shego had went out of her way to come back for Kim when she screamed like that.

It actually brought back a few unwelcome memories of a few dreams she had not long ago when some of the girls on the squad talked about two girls who just announced that they were going out. They bashed them and laughed about them but Kim put a stop to it saying it wasn't right treating someone bad just because they were different. It wasn't any different than treating someone bad because they had another skin color.

Kim had a few very vivid dreams she blamed on that though, dreams kind of like what happened with Dementor. Some of them were Drakken's goon's capturing Kim and Shego taking her time torturing Kim. It wasn't normal torture though, no every moment of it, every caress and kiss had brought out a side to Kim that she was ashamed to admit that she liked. After everything that she preached out about she hated herself for actually liking the feelings brought about in her dreams.

They didn't stop though, it evolved to fights of Shego's and Kim's fights to where Kim would get the better of Shego and pin her to the ground. Their faces just mere inches apart as she could feel the older woman's breath on her face. Slowly Kim leaned in and kissed the raven haired woman. The dream quickly escalated much to Kim's chagrin.

She wasn't really like that though, she was as they say 'Straight as an Arrow.' She was into guys wasn't she? There was plenty of guy's she was into…Okay, maybe not but it's not like she was into girls. She never once was attracted to a girl, not even Shego. Those beautiful green eyes, long raven hair, exotic pale green skin, full pouty lips, curvy body…

"Oh hell no I don't like that witch." Kim groaned pulling the pillow out and covering her face with it hiding under it in embarrassment.