OH MY Readers I am so very sorry about the long wait for this little chapter. I had some real life issues I WAS MOVING AND GOT A NEW Job so I had to make adjustments. But Ms. Cat is back with time now I hope you enjoy. Now tell me exactly what you are hoping will happen to the trio.

-KP

Ice clinked against the glass as Dr. James Possible set it on the coffee table. The glass had been filled and re-filled with one of his greatest vices. It was one of the few things he had kept from his rather country upbringing on the farm with his twin Brother Samuel "Slim" Possible. Strong bitter whiskey sloshed in the bottle but he didn't want anymore. He hadn't shaved and his eyes were sunken. The famous aerospace engineer was well and truly drunk. But years of binging in college, and harder binging during his apprenticeship during his doctorate candidacy to assuage the stress and fear had taught James the exact point where alcohol became a depressant for him. It hadn't hurt as bad last time. Last time there had been more hope. And they hadn't known how broken their baby would be when she came home. He could see her again... the shuddering crying little helpless thing that had come home. The sick woman that had left her mother with a nasty scar from a bite. James stared at the phone and still it didn't ring. he feared that when it did to would be the words that hung over his head. "Dr. Possible we couldn't find her." Maybe it would be better if they didn't. As shameful as it was to think it might be better if Kim didn't live through it again. It had taken nearly a year for Kim to truly start healing when she had come home at first. There was no way he and Anne could go through it again. He knew Tara was upstairs in Kim's old bed. She had been sleeping there for the past few days. The blonde girl just couldn't bring herself to stay in the Apartment. She kept expecting Kim to walk in and give her a kiss. And James couldn't stand knowing that if she did come home was not going to be his Kimmie. It wasn't going to be his little rocket booster. That was when the phone rang.

"Dr. Possible, this is the director of Global Justice I am calling from a secure line I have some information for you. We have had a breakthrough with our search for your daughter. We have been able to establish contact with an associate of Shego that may be able to lead us to her."

"Wonderful," James said with what sounded like to Betty an appropriate amount of sarcasm. "Now do you have any actual news?"

"Unfortunately I don't have anything more specific, Dr. Possible I just wanted you to know that we are making progress."

"I know you mean well, Director, but I don't give a damn about you meaning well. I don't care about progress I care about my daughter. Spare me the heart attack of my phone ringing when you basically don't know anything."

"Of course Dr. Possible . I apologize for causing you more pain I will get back to work on this."

Bonnie stood outside the rather lovely facade for HenchCo. She tapped the end of her cigarette into the tray the government required 25 feet from the door. There were a lot of things Jack Hench was known for ... black market smuggling of illegal weapons and drugs. Very competitively priced hire out "security guard service" and his love of young stupid horny women in conjunction with sinfully expensive booze. Bonnie dropped her cigarette butt into the dark sand of the ashtray and walked into the sleek modern business office. On the surface Jack Hench ran a shipping business for a few pharmaceutical companies. The secretary looked Bonnie up and down, sneering at her.

"I'm here to see, Jack."

"Of course, do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"Well then you will not be seeing him. Mr. Hench has a very busy schedule and isn't going to upset important business for.. for a trifle." Bonnie's eyes narrowed as she looked at the secretary. She took a breath to prepare herself and then she said, "Okay desk bitch, this is what is going to happen. You're going to keep your fat minimum wage earning ass in that chair, call Jack, tell him that Bonnie Rockwaller is here to see him, and then you are going to shut the entire fuck up. Now dial, K."

"That won't be necessary, Genevieve. Ms Rockwaller." Jack Hench said. His voice carried across the thankfully empty lobby even though he was not speaking loudly. "Can you tell me why you are harassing my front desk."

"Hey, Jack, you need to teach them how to treat valued guests. I don't like plebes mouthing off to me. Now where are you headed? We need to talk."

"Of course. I was headed to lunch."

"Great, what are you treating me to?" Bonnie took Jack's arm and let herself be ushered out through the gilded doors of the building.

"I had intended to go to DeMaggios. I have a standing table."

"Wonderful.," Bonnie said as the sleek car pulled around to the front. The driver opened the door and the couple slid in. As soon as the luxury sedan door closed Jack's expression changed.

"What are you doing here insulting my reception desk? I, was under the impression that the Seniors were not interested in my services."

"They aren't. I am. I have an offer and I'm trying to diversify from my fiance. Take a little initiative. Earn my own money."

"And here I was thinkin you weren't smart. What are you needing? I'm expecting some stuff soon unless this is a special order."

"What, we would need is personnel? And a base of operations. I don't think Papa would be willing to let me use his men for a personal job."

Okay, all. The standard rates apply l. We can hash out thr details of location soon."

"There will be a sizable amount of overseas work so preferably something international approved. If you get my drift, European investors. I ca cover shipping and distribution I just need a staff and warehouses for storage while I set up product."

Kim sat perched on the desk of Jack's office. Her mind was preoccupied as Shego did her work. Her focus was on the way the green woman's fingers the way they tapped the keys under Spiders direction. Watching the fingers made Kim mind wander to the way they had touched her as well. The way they had flicked across her body like the keys. And then Shego spoke.

"Do it now, Spider. We need to cripple Jack. Emory are you still online?" Kim couldn't hear the response she didn't have a comm. But she saw Shego's nod of approval. "Have you got it set up Bonnie is already making a play for Jacks service.. And when we spring it I need you front and center and I need this shit show on every page of the in - terror-net." The whole process was quick and Kim was following Shego out the window and up the cable to the roof. Shego hadn't told her what they were doing she had just been told to follow so she had followed. She felt strange with Bonnie in the picture. It wasn't just her and Shego. It didn't feel right with Bonnie there. Kim muscles burned as she climbed up behind Shego. If she wanted to she could just unhook and fall... She could run away if she survived. Was she high ebough to take the flat drop? Kim looked down the cable she was climbing and shook her head too high and honestly it would hurt worse than doing what she was wold. All she had to do was what Shego wanted her to. She could do that she had done it before for nearly a year. It had been easier when it was just the two of them.

"Kimmie, haul that tight ass! We have to get gone. I want you to give me a massage when I take you home work the kinks out of my back and shoulders. Remember you did that for me all the time, Princess."

Spider was in her zone her bare skin lit by the glow of screens. It was the moments like this when she was three days no sleep her back aching that she felt accomplished. It was beautiful... An insidious little worm and it was hungry. It was currently wreaking havoc in the systems of HenchCo. And by the time Jack came back from his lunch with Bonnie everything would be in shambles. Her synced headset beeped in her ear.

"Spider?" the silky accent was very pleasant to the Web mistress. It was sexy and it had a lilt of danger to it. she liked it. She pulled her glasses up over her tired eyes and

"I have everything done on my end you will be reviving the message with the payment agreement have the agred upon amount money. And why you arrive you will meet up with the client."

"Perfect . I look forward to it."

I bet. Pics... And video or it didnt happen."

The phone connection died and Spider heard the feedback ofnthe scrambler dispersi by the signal off a minimum of thirty local towers in the area. She hit refresh on her bank account and there was the 75,000 dollars in a secure wire transfer and it would slowly trickle into her personal account after being laundered by her multitude of fronts as a Web developer. As well as a few sizable donations to her pocketbook thorough a network of ghost computer saving her terminally I'll sister's life. Not all she had to do was wait. She fished around the wasteland that was her floor for the unopened bag of chips. Already there were multiple anonymous tips filtering to the tri-city police and federal agencies. Soon there would be a flood of cops to find all the info they had laid out for them. Hench was going to burn and Bonnie was going to be able to corroborate everything and sink the nail into his coffin

Shego moaned as Kim's talented calloused fingers went to work kneading the sore muscles between her shoulder blades. This was perfect. Her princess was back where she belonged in her bed and under her thumb. The green woman relaxed and let herself drift as kim rolled her knuckles along her spine.

"You're being such a good girl Kimmie, Aren't you?"

"Of Course I want to be good." Shego yawned sleepily as the redhead made her way back up circling the muscular shoulders and the side of her neck. It was beautiful art of muscular powerful woman. And Kim belonged with it. She felt more than saw Shego yawn felt the stiffening of that unnaturally warm green flesh. It felt good to be touching her. Shouldn't it not feel good. For a second Just a moment Kim considered wrapping her hands around Shego's neck and squeezing. It would be easy. She miht not be in her peak condition but she was still plenty strong. The green woman had not made the made the decision to drug her again. That had been bad. The shakes and jitters the sickness after she had gotten home. She didn't want that. She would be good. And it was then that Shego shifted, sitting up, Kim slid back off of the green woman curling up on the bed.

"C'mere Kimmie, you must be tired. You did a good job better than Midas. You deserve a reward. I think. You can stay with me. Shego pepepred Kim's face with little kisses, Her hand gently touching the ragged scar on Kim's lower abdomen just above her hip. The green villainess pulled Kim against her body. She felt cool and soft. "You can stay with me. Get some rest princess we have a lot of work to do now. Good, Night Kimmie, Sweet dreams, See you in the morning."