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Shego pushed the small jet to its limit. Kim had made the mistake of pulling out the throwing star that had lodged into her shoulder. The result was a gushing wound. Using the communications system, Shego called ahead to warn Wade.

The hacker warned the Middleton hospital to be on alert and called Mrs. Possible in time for the doctor to meet the jet as it arrived at the hospital. The jet engines hadn't even completely run down when Shego unlocked the front end and rolled out. Dr. Possible and another doctor took the unconscious body of Kim Possible and put her on a gurney and rushed her inside.

Covered in blood and syntho-goo Shego made for quite a sight sitting in the waiting room of the hospital. The green villainess backed her chair against a wall and did the only thing she could. She waited. She was set on staying as long as it took.

After a couple of hours, however, Shego drifted off. Her sleep was not restful. She awoke to find herself being pushed down a hallway.

Startled at the realization someone had caught her off guard, Shego slammed down on the brake control of the chair. She felt the collision of someone hitting the back of her chair. "Oof," she heard a feminine voice. "What the hell, Shego?"

Shego craned her neck and met eyes with yet another person she had prayed she wouldn't run into until she got back on her feet. The leader of Global Justice, Dr. Betty Director, was glaring down at her with one good eye.

"You didn't think I would be that easy to take in, did you?"

The Director reached over Shego's shoulder and released the brake. "We're just going to a private room so you can clean up," she said. "You stink." True to her word, Dr. Director pushed the chair into the first empty room they found.

She went into the small bathroom and wetted a towel and brought it along with a dry one out to Shego. Betty took a seat on the bed and waited.

When she felt a good measure less sticky Shego turned back to the leader of GJ. "What do you want?" she snapped. She eyed the door and thought about escaping. She could knock out Dr. Director with a blast and probably escape. But what about Kim?

"Thanks to young Mr. Load, I've a good bearing on what is going on around here," she stated. "But the one thing he couldn't tell me is why the world's most dangerous woman is helping the good guys instead of leading Zorpox's armies, which are currently doing a number on my men."

"I have nothing to say to you," Shego wanted to get back to the waiting room in case someone came out who had news about Kim. "So if you aren't here to arrest me, we don't have anything to talk about." Shego left the room and started back to the waiting room.

Betty Director caught up quickly and passed the green thief. She stopped at an elevator and pressed the up button. "She's already upstairs in a room," said the Director. Shego glared at the woman as she boarded the elevator.

The ride up was icy in the small space of the elevator. Neither woman cared for the other. Being on the opposite side for so many years made small talk an impossibility.

When the elevator stopped Betty Director led Shego down the hall to a private room. Inside, Kim's parents were talking quietly with their daughter. To Shego's surprise, and great discomfort, Anne came over and gave her a hug when she entered the room. "Thank you for getting her here so quickly."

The thief did her best not to tense up, being unused to such contact from strangers. She insisted that it was no big deal. While dealing with the mother Shego did her best to inspect Kim. The girl seemed to be in good condition. The wound had been closed and her cuts treated. The redhead had a fair amount of bruising, but was looking less pale after a fresh transfusion and an IV of fluids.

Betty Director silently noted Shego's concerned looks at Kim Possible. She also noted Kim's sudden smile when Shego had arrived in the room. She wanted to continue observing, but her cell phone began to ring.

After excusing herself, the Director answered the call in the hall. "This had better be good, Agent Du."

"Sorry to interrupt, ma'am," he said. "But our forces are currently being pushed into retreat. Mr. Stoppable's men are advancing and will soon break through our perimeter. Middleton is about to become a war zone."

Betty quickly forgot the oddities she had witnessed in the hospital room. She ran down the hospital halls until she reached the door and jumped into a waiting car to take her to the front.

"I can't believe Ronald would do all of this," James Possible said back in the room. "I mean, how did he become evil?"

"We're not sure yet, Dad," said Kim. "But we'll get him back."

"You will do no such thing, young lady," said her father. "You're not leaving this room."

"But," she started.

"No," said both of her parents firmly.

Kim paused for a moment. "What about my homework," she said. "This is my first semester of college and I don't want to get behind."

Shego arched an eyebrow, but remained silent. Could Kim give up that easily?

"We need to go pick up the twins," said Anne Possible. "We will stop by the house and get your school supplies."

After a while longer the elder Possibles left Shego to keep an eye on Kim while they ran a few errands now that they were sure their daughter was going to be all right.

After the door closed Kim counted to ten aloud. The door reopened and Mrs. Possible stuck her head back in. "Still here, mom," said Kim. Shego remained silent.

This time once the door was closed Kim tried to get quickly back to her feet. Painkillers dulled the pain, but she still had to slow down once her feet were on the ground. The redhead pulled out the IV and grabbed her clothes before heading to the bathroom. She left the door open a small bit so she could speak with Shego.

"What are you doing, Princess," asked the thief.

"Going to get my boyfriend back," she answered in a tone that said it should be obvious. She returned to the room fully dressed in her dirty mission outfit.

"About that." Shego told Kim about how Ron had referred to Yori as his girlfriend. I just want to get her to stay here where it's safe, that's all, she told herself.

Kim stood stock still for a moment. Shego wondered if the girl had shut off like a robot. Suddenly as if nothing had happened she started moving again. She grabbed her Kimmunicator off of the bed stand. "Can you call that jet up to this window?" she asked.

"Ummm. No," said Shego. "Your parents are right. You need rest. Let Global Justice get the buffoon back."

"You may not get this, but I have to help my friend," Kim snapped at the green thief. Shego's face fell and Kim immediately regretted her tone. "Look, I'm sorry, but I have to go… Please."

Shego sighed. "Princess, this is too dangerous. Zorpox wasn't even there and you barely made it out of that fight. You can't win if you are holding back and he's trying to kill you."

"I'll figure it out," Kim dismissed Shego's concerns with a wave of her hand.

"Damn it, Possible," Shego suddenly snapped. "Do you want to end up like me." There was pain in the former villainess' eyes. "Or worse." Kim heard a crack in the 'worse'.

Kim got down on her knees in front of Shego. Without thinking it through she reached out and took her former rivals hands in her own. "I have to do this," she said. "And I need your help."

Shego was looking anywhere but at Kim. "Fine, but don't come crying to me if you get hurt."

Kim nodded and stood back up. Shego had gone back into her shell from too much pain. We are going to have to have a very long talk when this is all over. Just as soon as I figure out what to say...

Shego used her remote to summon the jet up to the window of the room. First Kim loaded the chair and then the pilot before climbing out the window herself. She did her best to ignore the pain that seemed to come from every part of her body.

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"Dementor!" screamed the raging crazy man at his front door. Or at least that is what Dementor thought of the idiot on the monitors that showed the front gate. The blue man was banging away at the steel reinforced hatch that covered the front gate of his castle.

"Vut do you vant," he said after a few minutes of enjoying the obvious terror of his rival mad genius.

"Let me in," ordered Drakken. "Before they get here!" The blue scientist looked over his shoulder and began to beat on the door again.

Rotating the cameras Dementor watched as a squad of Drakken's own men blew a hole in his perimeter fence and began to fire at their boss. Under his metal helmet Dementor's eyebrow arched. This could be very interesting. He opened the gate just long enough to allow Drakken to fall through and then snapped the gates back closed.

There was another explosion as the attackers attempted to blow the door open. Dementor was unconcerned. He had reinforced that door after facing Kim Possible in her super stepping power suit. He released his giant wiener dogs on the unwanted guests and went to find Drakken in the entryway.

"Hahahaha," he laughed at the man standing in his foyer. "Did your men discover their 401k's were stock in your brainwashing shampoo?"

"I wish it was that simple," was the reply. Something in the mad scientist's eye made Dementor believe the story to follow. The short German quickly began the process of contacting every villain he could remember.

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"Boo-Yahahahahahaha," the sound of evil laughter rang out over the loud speakers mounted around the lair of Zorpox as four large laser cannons rose from the roof and opened fire on the GJ forces below.

Dr. Betty Director, who had just arrived, was forced to take cover behind a local police squad car as her own vehicle exploded in an impressive fireball. "Well that explains the lapse in small arms fire," she deadpanned.

"What are we going to do?" Agent Du cowered next to his commander as the sound and heat of another explosion could be felt. "We should retreat," he amended with his own newly formed plan.

"We will do no such thing, agent," she snapped. "Call in an air strike to take out those cannons."

"All communications were jammed just after I called you in, Ma'am," he reported.

Betty cursed under her breath and peeked over the hood of the cruiser. The four cannons were still for a moment as their sensors searched for any movement to target. The swiveling barrels made for a frightening sight. Their slick black design and reinforced mounts were clearly not the showmanship of Drakken. These were designed for killing.

All four cannons suddenly swiveled up and started firing into the air. The Director scoured the sky and found a single small jet weaving through the thick fire from the cannons. The plane launched it's own series of shots at the cannons only to have to pull up at the last moment. The cannons' reinforcements were holding up against the relatively small blasts the jet could muster.

The GJ forces watched in awe as the jet twisted straight up and stalled high above. The plane freefell for most of the way back down before the pilot managed to get the nose in front and pull out of the dead drop.

The laser cannons were clearly not impressed. They continued their barrage, but the small craft always stayed a step ahead. The jet buzzed the roof between the cannons. In their tracking cannon one hit cannon four causing an explosion that also took out cannon three.

With the difficulty level dropped, the pilot swung the jet around the backside, out of view of both the Director and the two remaining cannons.

When the jet did not come back into sight she turned to her second in command. "Agent Du," she said. "Prepare a full assault. We need to tie up as many of Zorpox's men as we can."

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