Disclaimer: I realized that I have not put the standard disclaimer at the beginning of the last two chapters so…. I don't own Kim Possible, I don't own Kim Possible, I don't own Kim Possible. There, that should about cover it.
Authors Note: Thank you to all who have reviewed. I really do appreciate your encouragement.
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Shego had a preference for warmth. She liked sun, beaches, and colorful drinks with little umbrellas. The cool dreary dampness of London was almost oppressive to her. It would have been unbearable if not for the warm body sitting next to her on the bus bench.
She had hoped and prayed, but was still surprised that her Princess had agreed to come. Shego was, well, thrilled. The thief gazed past the object of her thoughts and out the window. They were on the top level of one of London's famous red double-decker buses. Shego would normally not be caught dead on any form of public transportation. If she had her way they would be cruising the countryside in some fine crafted European sports car. But Kim had been persuasive. 'Damn puppy dog pout!'
She wanted to be angry, but the redhead's enthusiasm was just so infectious. Kim had already been to the English capital many times, but only on missions. She had not had an opportunity to take in the sites and enjoy her time in the history rich city.
They were on a mission now, but one of the benefits of being the bad guy is you get to set the schedule. Together Kim and Shego had been to several museums, Buckingham Palace, and even to the Tower of London. At the latter they had seen the object that had drawn them across the Atlantic.
They passed a dance club and it reminded her of dancing with Kim and of the girl's declaration to her friends. Since then neither had spoken of that night. Just like then the villainess dared not break the magic of that moment. She was afraid that if she brought it up she would say something sarcastic or flippant.
The bus dropped them off in front of the White Cross Hotel where Shego had booked them a nice two-bedroom suite. On her own, this would not have been Shego's first choice for a place to stay. It was halfway across town from their target and being such a fine establishment it had more security then she would have preferred. It was an extra step to sneak in and out of her own room in her cat suit.
The fact was she was trying to impress Kimmie. Shego was no fool. The younger woman was no doubt still wrestling with her morals. It was the older thief's goal to make sure Kim was as happy and comfortable as possible. In a way she was wooing the redhead, and enjoying every minute of the process.
In their rooms, Shego changed into her trademark black and green suit. Kim slipped into her upgraded battle suit. When they were ready they took the service elevator down to the underground parking garage.
Thirty minutes later their car was parked down the street from the famous tower. Shego led her protégé around and over the centuries old defenses that surrounded the Tower of London. Then they reached the first modern defense.
"Wade," Kim spoke into her headset. "We have a fast sweeping laser grid here." Red lines could be seen scanning back and forth across the yard separating the outer wall that they were on and the base of the tower proper.
"Damn," mumbled Shego. These were just too fast for her. She considered her options. She was the master thief. She felt it was her job to think of a way to get across.
"I can't shut them down without setting off every alarm in the complex, sorry," they both heard him say over their earpieces.
"Could you at least slow them down?" asked Shego.
"Not sure how, there is not a control for that function," replied the genius.
"Can you, maybe, bog down their system," offered Kim.
Wade thought about it for a moment. "Yeah, I have an idea." The women could hear frantic typing for a moment. After a few seconds the beams began to slow down drastically. They even occasionally stopped.
"What did you do?" asked Shego.
"Spyware," he replied. "Lots and lots of spyware. It is going to take them months to get rid of it all."
"You are evil, Wade," Kim laughed.
"It is like one of Dr. D's plans, only it actually worked," added Shego.
The green thief led the way as they weaved and flipped their way through the varied beams until they both had their backs pressed against the side of the tower. Three stories up was the nearest window.
Kim launched her suit's wrist mounted grapple and pulled Shego into a hug to lift them up. 'I hope they don't have thermal sensors,' Kim thought to herself. The heat of her partner was… distracting.
A shock sensor that Shego had seen a hundred times before protected the window. A quick flare of plasma short-circuited the sensor. They could rip the window out of its mountings now and the system would never know.
They entered the building in one of the old armor lined hallways. A quick check in with Wade reveled they were two stories below the vault that held the crown jewels, including the tiara they were after.
Kim felt more alive then when pulling her most dangerous stunts as a hero. It took all of her skill and speed to keep pace with Shego while avoiding the random guard sweeps and surveillance cameras. Dive behind this armor, dangle from that crossbeam, slide behind another doorway, it was a new thrill that the redhead found invigorating.
Shego could see Kim's excitement in her body language and it was infectious. This was the most fun she had had on a job in a long time, excluding her fights with Kimmie, of course. The green thief couldn't help but match Kim's grin as they entered the room that contained the vault.
The pair inspected the impressive vault door carefully. The massive steel structure was secured with a combination of electronic and manual locks. Wade easily disabled the electronic components, but that left five two-inch thick deadbolts. Without the proper keys and combinations that left Shego with one option.
"Put your mask on, Pumpkin," she said to Kim.
"Why?" came the reply.
"I am going to have to burn through these bolts. It will take a few minutes. The guards will be coming. Would you watch my back?" asked Shego.
Kim did as she was asked and turned to face the door. The room filled with an eerie green light. After a few seconds the alarms began to blare, and men with tasers soon poured into the room. She didn't bother trying to avoid the ones aimed at her. The wires just bounced harmlessly off of the advanced material of her battle suit. Instead she concentrated on stopping anything that was aimed at her partner.
"Options, Wade?" she asked.
"Staff on your right shin," he replied. Kim pulled a short slender cylinder from its holder on the outside of her right leg. "Twist it," said Wade. Kim did so and the staff expanded to almost seven feet in length.
Staff in hand she easily kept her opponents at bay. Realizing that their tasers weren't working they pulled out their nightsticks, but found it impossible to get close enough to make even one hit.
"Kim," said Wade. "Just got a hit on the site. Apparently Shego and some new mystery partner are robbing the Tower of London. Should I arrange a lift for you and Ron?" The boy was trying, unsuccessfully, to sound serious as he read the report that had popped up on one of his many screens.
Shego did laugh. "Knock it off, nerdlinger. I am trying to concentrate," she said. "Autumn, I got three down and only two to go," she shouted over her shoulder.
A few quick swings of the staff and more guards crumpled, unconscious. Two more men came through the door. "Good," she shouted back. "How many guards can be in one tower?" Kim lashed out with a series of pointed strikes.
Some typing could be heard. "You would be surprised," replied Wade.
Before she could point out to the hacker that her question had been rhetorical, Kim heard the vault door open behind her. She turned in time to see Shego stuffing the crown into her backpack.
Kim recoiled her staff and drew out several small white orbs. Seeing what was in the redhead's hand, Shego covered her eyes, as did Kim herself. That should have been a warning to the guards, but they were blinded a second later as a series of bright flashes filled the room in quick succession.
It took several minutes for the first of the guards to clear his vision enough to see the open vault. By then the thieves were long gone with the royal crown. Nothing else had been touched.
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Kim Possible was sitting in the co-pilot seat of Shego's jet talking to Dr. Director. Of course the Director had no idea where the redhead was. If she did the conversation would have been much different.
"Yes, Director," she said. "I just watched Shego deliver the crown to Senor Senior, Junior." There was a pause while the Director spoke. "No, ma'am, I did not see her new partner."
For her part the green thief was performing preflight checks pending their lift off from the beautiful Mediterranean island. She had a smirk on her face as she listened to the conversation behind her.
"I am going after Shego, ma'am. Would you please send a team out to retrieve the crown, please?" There was another pause. "Yes, Director, I will be careful." With that Kim signed off and switched to the frequency reserved for Wade.
"It is all there, KP," said the hacker. "Two million has been transferred to your accounts and I sent the other two to Shego's."
"Sounds like it is time to celebrate, Princess." Shego lifted off from the island and pointed the nose of the jet in the direction of Go City.
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Together the pair sat on Shego's sofa and watched the evening news. "Get your hands off me," Bonnie's voice filed the parlor. "Junior, make them stop. Don't you have goons or something?"
"Stop it! You are messing up my hair," Junior sounded almost as shrill as Bonnie. "Wait until Father hears of this!"
The scene shifted from the couple to a reporter interviewing GJ agent William Du. "Thanks to the hard work of our agents, Global Justice will be returning the crown to Her Majesty shortly," he said.
"Is there any word on the thieves that perpetrated this crime? Are there any clues as to the identity of this new mystery partner of the super villain Shego?," asked the reporter.
"There are few people in the world that are capable of keeping up with Shego…,"
"Damn straight," the green thief interjected.
"Shush," scolded Kim.
Du was still speaking, "With such a short list of suspects it is only a matter of time before we find the new partner and they lead us to Shego."
"Thank you, Agent Du," said the reporter. "This is Tasha Johns reporting for MBS news." The camera showed one last short scene on Bonnie struggling to hit the Global Justice agent that was trying to load her into the back of the blue helicopter with the GJ logo on its side. The girl was screaming bloody murder and it was more then Kim could take.
Both women were laughing hard as Shego shut off the television. They laughed so hard that Kim developed a stitch in her side from not being able to breathe. The image of Bonnie trying to smack the guard was too much. She rolled over onto her back and stretched out trying to alleviate the pain from her side while still giggling.
Slowly her fits of giggles subsided and Kim took stock of her position. She was lying lengthwise on the sofa with her head cradled in Shego's lap. The older woman's hand was resting on her bare belly below where her shirt had worked itself up during her maneuvering.
Both women's laughter slowly faded and they stared into each other's eyes. Kim looking up into emerald eyes, and Shego looking down into their match, they both held their gaze.
A minute stretched into five. Kim could feel Shego's warmth seeping into her through their contact. She placed her own had on Shego's to keep it in place. Kim moved her lips to speak, but shut it when nothing came to mind.
Shego leaned down slowly. Kim lifter herself up and their lips met softly. She go used her free arm to hold Kim to her and cautiously opened her mouth to Kim. The redhead squeezed the thief's hand on her belly and opened her mouth as well. The kiss became more passionate.
They continued to kiss while Kim struggled to sit up for a better position. Shego felt the same need and pulled the girl up so she was sitting in her lap. Kim wrapped her arms around the older woman's neck and pulled her closer. Shego placed her hands on Kim's back under her shirt.
As they continued to explore each others mouths Shego's right hand moved up and around to the front of Kim's chest. She gently cupped on of the redhead's breasts through the fabric of her bra. The younger woman moaned softly into Shego's mouth and pulled her closer still.
Then they both heard the front door crash open. "Shego!" came a too familiar voice. "I know your contract was up, but to make me wait for a bail hearing is just mean. I thought we were a sort of evil fa…mi…ly…" Dr. Drakken stepped into the parlor and froze.
Kim as perched on Shego's lap and the villainess still had her hand up Kim's shirt. Both women appeared disheveled. Drakken stared with a blank expression. The women returned it in kind.
Surprisingly the first person to form a coherent thought was the mad scientist. That thought was simply, 'No one will ever find my body.'