And...enter Shego! Not sure why Bonnie pushed Kim down in the snow; I just know that she was making fun of her for being a goody-two-shoes, world-saving 'suck-up'. You know, normal Bonnie stuff. The specifics of what happened are for you (yes, you) to interpret. *begging on knees* R&R please! I want to improve!

I don't own Kim Possible. Never have, never will.

"Freak!" called Bonnie as she stalked past Kim, who lay sprawled in the snow wearing no more than a cheerleading tank and skirt.

Kim swore under her breath, shivering. It was bad enough that she had a world to keep safe without having a curse like Bonnie Rockwaller follow her around.

Why can't she just accept me? Kim wondered dismally. It's not like I ever hurt her. I save people, for God's sake.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. "Need a hand, 'Kimmie-cub'?"

"Only people who don't try to kill me can call me that," Kim replied sharply, recognizing the voice.

"Last I looked, I'm trying to help you." Shego reached down and pulled Kim out of the snow. "What happened?"

"Someone pushed me," Kim muttered.

"And you didn't fight back? I'm shocked."

"I only fight criminals, Shego. Bonnie, while quite possibly the bitchiest person on the planet, is no criminal." Kim was astonished that those words had actually come out of her mouth, though they seemed to flow so nicely when describing Bonnie.

"I'm a close second."

Kim nodded in acknowledgement. "Can't argue with that."

Shego looked around. "Where's the buffoon? He's usually right on your tail after school."

"How would you know?"

"I have my sources."

Kim folded her arms across her chest, partly to show defiance and partly to try to warm herself. "Of course you do. And in answer to your previous question, he's at cooking club. That stupid Home Economics class made him the most popular student at Middleton High."

"Aww, is someone a little jealous?" Shego teased, but then she sobered. "Want me to walk you home?"

Kim blinked, shocked. "Okay, it's weird enough you're not trying to murder me. Now you're offering to walk me home when it's snowing?"

"Forget I asked." Shego began to walk away.

"No!" Kim's outburst surprised even herself. "I mean… will you? Please?"

Shego nodded slowly, and together the two young women began walking down the sidewalk.

"So why are you in Middleton?" Kim inquired after a moment. Her voice was beginning to shake, she was shivering so violently.

"Geez, Kimmie, you look half frozen." Shego shrugged off her jacket and draped it over Kim's shoulders. The teen noticed that, instead of her trademark black and green cat suit, Shego was wearing a pair of black stonewashed jeans with a forest green sweater. "Next time, bring your own."

Kim, though surprised at the gesture, wrapped the coat around her body tightly. It was still warm from being on Shego's body, and she reveled in that strange warmth.

"In answer to your question, I was shopping." Shego motioned to the small bag slung over her arm. "I don't steal everything, you know."

Kim could only nod. Despite the jacket, she was still freezing. "I d-didn't s-say you d-d-did."

Shego stopped and turned to face Kim. "Are you all right? You sound awful."

"F-fine…just c-c-cold…"

"Okay," Shego replied, sounding totally unconvinced.

After another moment or so of walking, Kim began to feel weird. She was having trouble feeling her legs, and she couldn't stop shivering. The world was going fuzzy and blackening around the edges, and it spun every time she took a step. She stopped walking, and Shego stopped right beside her. "Kim?"

"It's…s-so c-c-c-cold…" whispered Kim. Shego could see her eyes glazing over.

"Hang on, Kim. You'll be home soon."

Kim tried to reply, she really did, but she couldn't. The world faded, and her knees buckled under her.

Shego caught Kim as she collapsed, suddenly worried for reasons she couldn't fathom. "Kim? Kim, are you all right?"

There was no reply. Though Kim's eyes were closed, she was still shivering, and her body literally felt like ice. Shego straightened, cradling Kim close to her chest so as to try and warm her small body.

"Damn," she whispered anxiously.