I'm No Genie- Chapter Three

Rating: M

Pairing: KiGo, Mo/Rach

A/N: Ok, It goes back and forth in this chapter, and I will always let you know who it is in the first few sentences. Sorry it took me a few days to type this. I lost my muse for a little while. But don't worry. I don't plan on not finishing.

Another thing, I mention Twilight in this chapter. Now, I don't hate the movie (It's not really a favorite though), but I couldn't resist adding something about sparkling vampires... And on that note, I'm a firm believer in vampires that turn to dust in the sun... *Looks around* Don't kill me please?

Don't own the show. Pointless to sue, don't got money.

Enjoy! ^^

You would think that me being who I am, I could get the supplies needed in a short period of time, but well. No. It took me to the day before our flight to get everything. Now it's all piled up in my livin' room, waiting to be packed.

Shego's been bitchie more and more this week. I can understand where she comes from though, but still.

Every night this week, I've had a nightmare about her past. We talk about them briefly, but she's closed herself off. I'm going to be the first (and probably the only one) to tell you that Shego hates talking about her past. It makes her bitter and angry. Now, she hasn't told me any of this, as it is she tries to hide it from me, but I can tell by just watching her as we talk.

There's a question, is it weird to stand and talk in front of the mirror?

Eh, well. Back to business.

I got the scuba gear, in case we have to go under water. Rock climbing gear, for any mountain terrain. I also got several other things to help out, if we needed it. Now all I had to do was pack it and I really didn't want to do that at the moment.

"Kimmie?"

"Hm?" I asked, I had gotten so used to her voice in my head that it just felt natural now. I got up off the couch and headed towards my bathroom, as become the new norm.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Ok, now I'm confused. She has nothing to be sorry about. I stopped in front of the mirror and watched as she appeared a second later, a sad little pout forming.

"I don't mean to be a bitch."

"But you have every right to."

"I know. But I really am trying to be nice. As it is, you are the first person to ever really care about me."

I couldn't help the small smile that formed because of that statement, "No one else has ever been nice to you?"

"Rachel was. But I don't know what happened to her."

"Rachel?"

She nodded, "She's about a year younger then me. She came to 'live' with us when I was 15. We went through the change together."

"Ok, wait. Change?"

"We're not born immortal. Until we turn 21 we're completely human, it's how they can get the collar and cuffs on us."

"Does it hurt?" I asked, wondering what they had to go through.

"Depends. All it really is our bodies 'dying' and being reborn."

"You died?"

"In the sense that I was..." She looked thoughtful for a minute as she looked at me, "What's the term used now? A comos."

"A coma."

"Right. That. For a month our body is in a coma, and when we wake up, we're immortal."

"Why does that sound so Twilight-ish?"

"Twilight?" Now she looked confused,

I shook my head, "Vampire's that sparkle in the sun."

"That's stupid. Vampires do not sparkle."

"Yeah, it's a movie where they do. When some one is turned, they go through a three day change where all their vital organs shut down."

"Ok, that's just weird. Our organs stay intact, and all that shuts down is our brain activity for a month."

I nodded, that made sense.

"Hey Kimmie."

"Hm?"

"If I asked, would you mind trying to find Rachel for me?"

I nodded again. She seemed to be really worried that something had happened to her friend, and really, seeing her worry made my stomach turn to knots. She had gone through so much...

"Stop Pumpkin."

I felt a blush rising and looked away, "Sorry."

I saw her move her hand out of the corner of my eye. She reached up to stroke my cheek, and though we couldn't really touch each other, it was still a gesture I took to heart.

"Go take a nap Princess. You're gonna be up all night."

I nodded and went to my room, getting comfortable in my bed.

I don't like to see Kimmie in pain. I really don't. She shouldn't be having dreams about my past. She doesn't need to see the types of pain and torture I went through.

I'm sitting here, in this black void I call 'home', watching her. My powers allow me to, and I've watched her every night this week. We have yet to figure out why she's been dreaming about my past. I think I know what it is though, but I'm not really sure.

There's a legend even among our kind. Supposedly, there is a person in the world that was made just for us. No one really believes it though. The only people who could prove it to be true where the first of our kind, and they have long since been dead. Some believed, my mother did. But when I watched her die from her own husband's hand, I gave up believing that there was someone out there for me. If there was, and they were gonna treat me like that, then, yeah Um... No thank you. I'd rather be lonely for the rest of my life.

It's said to be that if the person is meant for you, they know everything about you. Apparently, as time goes on, they learn more and more about you and your past. As well as your powers, your thoughts, and your emotions. I still don't think it's true, but all signs are pointing to Kim being that person for me, so far. I don't really know if I want her to be or not, though.

She's turning in her sleep.

Would it be weird if I admitted that I love watching her sleep? I'm not aloud the luxury because of the necklace. But, I don't think that's the only reason why I love watching her.

She's the first person to help me since this happened to me. She always asks me how I feel when she wakes up, and takes every thing I say into consideration. Like I said before, no one in the past ever did that, and at the time I didn't really care. This time it's so much more different. It seems she really cares for me, though how deep that runs, I'm not really sure. I can't help but wonder when Fate's going to intervene and decide that I'm not worthy to be 'alive' again, and if that day comes; I pray that Kim isn't taken away from me.

I don't think I can stand to lose her. Not now, not that I have a friend again.

I woke to the sound of someone banging on the door. It didn't happen often, but when it did, it annoyed me to no end. I had weird hours because of both of my jobs, and I wanted to get some sleep every chance I got. As it was, I had already been on seven missions in the last five days, and even Shego was starting to hate when Wade called and woke me up. The knocking got louder and it took me another minute or so to get up, and I couldn't stop the yawn that came loose. The banging increased, and I wished Shego could take care of it so I could sleep some more.

"Sorry Princess. I might kill them."

I snorted at her comment and opened the door while running my one of my hands through my hair,

"Yeah?"

"Hey KP!"

"He's dead."

I snorted again and moved to the side, letting Ron and Yori into my livin' room. They sat down and I started to make tea for Yori on instinct.

"You're whipped."

"Shut it." I muttered, yawning again as I sat down in the chair across from the couch.

"You going somewhere KP?"

"Germany. Personal."

I saw Ron nod and glance at Yori. They looked at the gear that I had yet to pack. Then they looked back at me. They looked as if they wanted to ask something, but the whistle from the boiling water stopped them. I stood and headed back to the kitchen.

"Kick them out Kimmie, you need more sleep."

"Not mean enough." I murmured, pouring the two cups of tea for my friends.

"I don't give. You barely sleep at night because of my past; you need to get more rest while you have the chance to have a peaceful one."

I shook my head. She had a point, yes, but I wasn't mean enough to throw my friends out. That wasn't who I am.

"You're so lucky I can't posses your damn body."

Yeah, I know. I take the cups back to the living room and hand them to my guests. I retake my seat and watch them; Yori is the first to speak.

"Have you been sleeping ok, Kim-san?"

"Yeah, for the most part, Wade's been calling none stop."

"Yes, and I made you turn off that damn contraption."

It's called and all in one special, Shego.

"I could care less."

Yeah, I know.

They were looking at me, probably wondering why I looked like I was daydreaming. I smiled slightly at them before turning to look out the window next to the chair I was sitting in. The room fell into a deep silence and I was wishing one of them would say something. I wasn't going to kick them out the first second they came in, but I'm going to have to soon. I really do need more sleep, and I have yet to perfect the art of sleeping with my eyes open yet.

"That's hard to do Pumpkin, it's going to take you years."

Yeah, ok, shut up please.

To my surprise, she actually stayed quiet and I looked back at Ron.

"What brings you guys here?"

"Wanted to see you one last time. Our plane takes off tonight, and we wanted to say goodbye."

Oh, yeah, that's right. Ron and Yori were flying back to Japan for a few years.

"Good, that means I don't have to deal with his clumsiness."

I swear I'm going to bite you the first chance I get.

"You can, but it'll hurt like hell if I don't lower my defenses."

"Sorry Guys. I completely spaced."

Yori nodded, "Its ok, you look tired, you should probably go back to sleep."

I nodded, and we all stood. I walked them out and then back to sleep.

"God Damnit Shego! You can't do that!"

I watched from a distance as a boy yelled at a young Shego. He didn't look to be much older then her, and by the look on her face, she could really care less what he was saying. She stood with a stance that clearly said 'Try it and die'.

"Do what Hego?"

I felt how the older Shego appeared next to me, and we watched in silence as the younger one shot Hego down like it was nothing. The scene ended with him turning and walking away.

"He's my older brother."

I think I broke my neck with how fast I turned to look at her.

"He's only a year older, but while I was treated like shit, he was treated like royalty. We lived under the control of my father four several years. It wasn't till after Mego and Wego's we born."

"Who came up with those corny names?"

I saw her shrug, "My father, he used them when referring to us all being related. Mego is two years younger then me and the Wego's are two years younger then him."

I nodded and the dream shifted, this time we saw Shego being chained to the wall and Hego holding the whip. We watched, once again, in silence as the younger Shego was whipped several times.

"500,000."

"Hm?" I asked, wincing at each hit that met skin.

"I got whipped that many times this round."

"Why so much?"

"Mom helped my dye Hego's clothes bright pink. I took full blame because it was my idea."

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Hego in bright pink. He didn't seem like the type of person to wear that color, and it was a hilarious thought. I felt Shego stroking my cheek and I looked up to see a soft smile forming on her lips. I couldn't help but smiling back at her as I nuzzled ever so slightly into her touch. She could only touch me in the dreams, and I intended to prolong the feeling every chance I got.

"She would have a job that's low rate."

I looked up at the mirror I had set up behind my desk, "What?"

"Rachel. When you grow up with our past, you would want a job where no one knew who you were and you were thought low of."

I nodded and typed all the information Shego had given me about Rachel to Wade. I added that he send everything he found back to me.

It took him an hour to find and send everything to me. While we waited, I had packed all the gear up and set it next to the door along with my suitcase. Now all I needed to do was load it in my car tomorrow, pick up Mo, and head to the airport. When we got back to the computer, I have several files to flip through. Two hours later proved that it was worth the thorough search.

I found out that Rachel worked at a bar, a few states away. She still looked the same, and after having Shego confirm it was indeed her. I had plans to go and meet her. Shego told me to give her the necklace as a way of explaining, and that Rachel could more likely then not, help me find the incantation needed to send Shego back to her body.

"Don't worry Pumpkin."

"I'm not worried."

A smirk was her reply and I knew she saw through my lie.

Ok, yes I was worried beyond belief, but it wasn't for the reason she thought of. I was scared that I would never get to see her again. That the moment she has her body back, she'll walk out of my life and never return. It scares me because, even though I've only known her for a week, I know that by the time she's out of the necklace; she will be the one thing I can't live without. You probably wonder why I'm not with any one, correct? My jobs are my answer. I'll put your worries to rest and tell you I'm interested in both genders. But that doesn't change the fact that no one can put up with me and my jobs for too long. Either I'm out saving the world, or I'm in another part of the world digging up dead people's belongings. The base problem is still the same though; I'm never around to be with them.

Besides, when they do finally decide that they don't want to be with me, I have fallen for them. I don't want to put myself through that kind of pain again; I don't think I'll be able to survive it this time. The more I learn about Shego and her past, the more I'm falling into the same state I was in with the others. She is the most complicated of women, what with her past and her present, and it's a challenge I want to over come. But only if it means that I get to call her mine when all is said and done.

Ha, how pathetic am I?

A/N: So, anyone hate me right now? I know what I said before, but I change my mind so much now a days that it's hard to keep track of it all. I purposely made Shego like that. Though, now that I look back on it, I forgot why and how she's suppose to act.

My brain's a bit fried right now, though, on the plus side. I just got a book shelve for all my books. Slight down fall would be that I have to share it with mother... Oh well.

Hope you enjoyed. (No matter how out of placed, or wacked out it might sound.) ^^