A/N: As you might be able to tell from the chapter title, this was supposed to be out a little earlier. But life in the form of sickness decided to intervene. So, a belated happy new year to everyone under the Gregorian calendar.
Chapter 6 – Happy New Year
Shego checked the controls and chomped on her gum, the epitome of a bad-ass villain wending her way towards some new sort of mischievous evil. It was really ironic, then, that the image she was projecting was pretty much the polar opposite of what she was feeling. It wasn't until they had gotten in the air and they were well on their way to Mexico that Shego finally figured out what the hell it all meant. She and Kimmie were on their way to the beach house, which, of course was the isolated, picturesque cabin that had only one bed and some the most beautiful and romantic scenery to be found in all of Mexico, and they would be all alone at this afore-mentioned cabin for seven days. So, while she looked like the tough ready to take on the world, she was scared out of her wits and on the verge of completely freaking out.
Why the prospect of having sex with Kimmie freaked her out so much, she wasn't quite sure. She had been attracted to Kimmie from the first moment she had seen her, which was way back when there were hungry sharks circling around her and Ron. And, and the years passed, the attraction hadn't faded but had actually intensified, spurred by impromptu wrestling matches and the occasional glance of Kimmie in her underwear. So, now, her not wanting to touch something she had wanted to touch for so long was just so fucking stupid and neurotic that she was ashamed and pissed off at herself.
What was the fucking problem already, she berated herself. Was it because it was being offered and no longer had to be stolen? She had always liked stealing things, and once upon a time had half a thought of spiriting Kim away for an unplanned (by Kim at any rate) weekend exploring the undercurrent of whatever it was that always seemed to make their conversations and wrestling interactions linger past what they should between hero and super villain. But she and Kim had become friends, and a kidnapping attempt was no longer necessary. Was that what was bugging her?
No, she decided. What was bugging her was that she was deeply in love with Kim, much more so than she had been with Nina, and if sex had screwed up that relationship then she didn't want it to do the same to this one. Shego paused in her silent ranting, shocked that her fear had crystallized itself so succinctly. She wasn't really in love, was she? She thought about it, and decided, yeah, she was, and she would be really stupid to try to convince herself otherwise. She hadn't lied to Kim yesterday; she had kept her promise to Nana Mim to give the amulet to someone she loved very much, and so she might as well get over herself and start admitting that to herself as well as vaguely admitting it to Kim. So now she knew what she was afraid of. Did it make her any less afraid? Well, not really, but fuck it. Fear could kiss her ass.
Kim glanced over at Shego, surprised that she seemed okay with everything that was going on. Shego had quite obviously been studiously avoiding intimacy issues since they had become a couple, and it was only through serendipity that they had even ended up in the few compromising positions that they had found themselves in. Kim had no plans to run into the cabin, strip and offer herself up on the altar of love, but the plain truth was that they were going to be all alone for a week in close quarters and intimate situations, and Kim thought that Shego might be freaked out by this prospect. Everything seemed cool, so as they got closer, Kim started to relax.
They landed in Mexico in the afternoon, and the first thing Shego did was to let Rama loose in the trees surrounding the cabin. "We have to leave on Friday," she told him. "Have fun 'til then, old timer." Rama gave her an affectionate head-butt and then disappeared into the trees, intent on enjoying his first taste of freedom in quite a while. "And no pouncing on us when we are relaxing on the beach!" Shego called after him, knowing how his devious feline mind worked. Rama growled back a non-committal response from wherever he had disappeared to.
Kim chuckled as Shego rolled her eyes and retrieved their luggage from the hovercraft. Shego almost hesitated as she walked into the living room, but having made up her mind on the flight here, she took both suitcases into the empty bedroom and set them down. Kim noticed this but didn't comment, instead flopping herself down on the couch. She leaned back on the pillows and closed her eyes in contentment, almost falling asleep as moments passed with little sound and no activity. Then, her bathing suit flew across the room and whapped her in the face, causing her eyes to pop open and take in the sight of Shego already clad in her green one-piece. "We didn't come to Mexico to sit inside," Shego said, with a smirk. "So get your suit on and meet me on the beach, Princess."
"Yes, ma'am," Kim said, saluting mockingly and heading into the bedroom. Shego was tempted to join her, but decided on the beach instead. That would be forcing the issue and Shego wasn't quite ready for that. She headed out the back door and on to the beach, spreading her blanket out before crashing on top of it. She waited a few minutes for Kim's arrival and, in time, a thump indicated that Kim had joined her. She opened her eyes to find Kim slathering sunscreen all over her fair skin. "I am not as lucky as you," she said, making sure she got every area of skin she could reach.
"Then you should do a better job of applying your sun block," Shego said, playfully snatching the bottle away from her and holding it out of Kim's reach. "You missed a spot, Princess," she said, squeezing some of the lotion out of the bottle and into her hand. She then began to massage Kim's shoulders and neck, thoroughly covering the spots Kim had missed. Wow, that felt nice, Kim admitted, leaning back into the touch. Shego wanted very badly to kiss all of the spots that she was currently applying sunscreen to, but seeing as she was applying sunscreen, Kim's skin would taste like sunscreen and that would just be nasty. There was one foolproof way of washing it off, though, and it was but a few steps in front of her. In one quick motion, she threw away the sunscreen bottle, scooped Kim off the blanket and ran into the surf, making sure to thoroughly dunk Kim as she did so.
Kim came up for air, her anger apparent in her flashing green eyes. "You are so dead, Junior," she said with a scowl.
So, dunking Kim had been a bad idea, apparently, and it had gotten her into trouble, but Shego stood there for a second, torn between running for her life or staring at Kimmie all soaked and gorgeously sexy. Self-preservation won out over lust, albeit by the slimmest of margins, and she flipped over Kim's head as Kim came lunging toward her. Shego looked around, hurriedly intent on running back to the cabin, ducking in the surf or anything else she could do to escape a pissed-off girlfriend. Kim knew her too well, though, and anticipated her move, sending them both crashing into the water with her anger-fueled, bone-crushing tackle.
"Oof!" Shego wheezed as her back hit the compacted wet sand and Kim pounced on top of her.
"What in the world were you thinking?" Kim demanded, holding her down.
Shego looked up and smirked, not really all that apologetic seeing as she now had the exquisitely drenched Kimmie sitting on her chest giving her a most interesting view. "I was trying to wash off the sunscreen," she answered honestly. "It was getting in the way of my intentions."
"Which were?" Kim prompted.
"To kiss everything my hands were touching," Shego purred.
"Oh," Kim answered, blushing as her anger faded. "Well, the sun block is probably off now," Kim observed. "Is this the part where you ravish me as the waves crash over our heads?"
"Eh, that's a little too From Here to Eternity for me," Shego said, picking up that the gentle teasing was Kim's way of diffusing the situation of both its potential embarrassment and of its seriousness. "I think I am going to go back to the blanket and dry off."
"Spoilsport," Kim harrumphed as she rolled off of Shego. "I think I am going to swim some more. I'll join you in a while."
"Take your time, Princess," Shego replied. "We're here all week." Kim smiled and dove into the surf, using her powerful arms and legs to take her out to deeper water. Shego watched her briefly, marveling at how quick she was before retreating to the blanket and stretching out. She hadn't planned on it, but she must have fallen asleep, because the next thing she knew, Kimmie was sitting beside her, no longer in her swimsuit, but in a flowered sundress with her freshly-washed hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. "How long was I out?" she asked sleepily.
"A couple of hours," Kim replied. "But you looked really comfortable, so I didn't want to disturb you."
"Huh," Shego said. "I didn't think I was that tired." She stretched out and sat up, yawning as she did so, and Kim expected her to start purring she looked so much like a cat. "Well," Shego said, springing lightly to her feet, "if I slept that long and you look like that, it's probably time for dinner," she decided. "So, I guess had better go in the house and get ready." Kim vacated the blanket and Shego gathered it up. Shego held out her hand and Kim took hold of it, only letting go when Shego needed both hands to shake the blanket out on the back porch. "I'm going to go shower and change, Pumpkin; I'll be right out," Shego said, entering the back door and throwing the blanket on a nearby chair.
"I'll be here," Kim called back, settling into one of the wicker chairs. She didn't have long to wait, because apparently Shego took the world's fastest shower and she was out in about fifteen minutes, dressed in black capris and a green tank top. Kim hopped up from her seat. "So, where are you taking me for dinner, Junior?" she asked, as Shego grabbed her hand and they made their way from the porch to the road leading to town.
"The best place in town," Shego replied with a smile. "Okay, it's really the only place in town, but it is really good."
"If it serves food, it sounds wonderful," Kim said, the afternoon swim and the lack of lunch making her ravenous.
"If you were hungry, you should have said something," Shego admonished. "I'm planning on having myriad opportunities to sleep; I would have gotten up."
"I know, but you were just so peaceful out there on the beach," Kim protested. She also gave Shego a look, and if it had been coming from anyone other than Kimmie, Shego would have sworn it was communicating something along the lines of "And you aren't going to get nearly as much sleep as you think you are and you will be sleeping naked." Kimmie was too young and too innocent to have such thoughts. Or at least that is what Shego told herself.
The owner spotted them the instant they came into the restaurant, and hurried over to welcome them. "Buenas noches," he said, smiling and escorting them to their table.
Kim hoped Shego knew some Spanish because hers was middling at best. To her surprise, though, Shego answered him in English. "How have you been, Sergio?" she asked warmly, and the man chuckled.
"Eh, only fair but I can't complain," Sergio responded with a smile, his English barely accented. "You haven't been around to see us lately," he observed. "How have you been?" he asked, looking pointedly at Kim.
"Sergio, meet Kim Possible; Kim, Sergio," Shego said, dispatching the introductions.
"Very nice to meet you," Sergio said, smiling.
"You too," Kim replied.
"So, what can I do for la reina verde and her charming companion?" he asked.
"Whatever you have in the pot is perfect," Shego replied, knowing the special of the day was always the best.
"Anything to drink?" he offered.
"Escamochas," Shego answered.
Sergio nodded. "Excellent. I'll be back shortly, ladies," he said.
"Thanks, Sergio," Shego said.
"Escamochas?" Kim asked as he retreated into the kitchen.
"Fruity-type drink," Shego explained. "Sometimes like a shake, sometimes more like a punch, depends on where you get it. One of the few non-alcoholic things they have on the menu."
"Ah," Kim answered. "How long have you been coming here? Sergio seems to know you fairly well."
"Before I built the house, which was like 5 years ago," Shego said. "So, yeah, it's been a while."
"Six years in June," Sergio clarified as he set down 2 bowls of a deliciously spicy-smelling seafood stew in front of them. He smiled at Shego as she rolled her eyes at him and went to retrieve their drinks. He set them down in front of the bowls. "Enjoy," he said cordially and returned to the kitchen.
The food was wonderful and Kim and Shego chatted lightly about non-consequential topics as the level of both food in their bowls and drink in their glasses diminished. Sergio unobtrusively refilled both, and being hungrier than they realized, they consumed the second helping while whiling away the minutes still chatting about nothing of import. It was only after night started to fall that they realized how long it had been. They finished up their food, paid the indulgently waiting Sergio and headed back to the beach house. They didn't say much as they walked back; both of them were thinking of what was most likely going to transpire for the rest of the evening and whether they actually wanted it to. They were both so caught up in their thoughts that they didn't notice that they were being followed.
Their stalker surveyed them from the trees, silent and deadly. They were coming into position nicely, and soon he would be able to make his strike. He crouched in the tree, waiting for his chance and when they were right below him, he pounced. Shego heard a low growl and her head jerked upward as a large body came rushing toward her. She fell on the ground, lifted up her arms to block and used her feet to catapult her attacker over her head and into the bushes. He landed with a thud, and it was a couple of seconds before he gathered himself and emerged from those bushes.
Shego laughed as he came out. "It was a good try, Fuzzball," she complimented Rama as he gingerly came out of the bush. She rubbed his head while he pouted. He rubbed up against her and then turned toward the trees. "Have a good night," she called after him.
"Goodnight, Rama," Kim added. As if only just realizing she was there, Rama bounded over to her and gave her a goodnight rub before heading off into the jungle. Kim smiled fondly before grabbing Shego's hand and walking back down toward the house.
They got to the front door and both of them stood there awkwardly for several long moments not knowing what to say. Finally it was Shego who spoke, and Kim didn't really like what she had to say. "Um, I can sleep in the lookout if that would be more comfortable," she mumbled.
"I don't want you to sleep in the lookout," Kim replied honestly, even though it caused her to blush. She put a hand up to Shego's cheek. "Why don't you want to be with me, Shego?" she asked plaintively. "Is it me? What have I been doing wrong?"
Shego leaned into the gentle touch on her cheek. "You haven't done anything wrong; I am completely and utterly into you," she said softly.
"Then why aren't you attracted to me?" Kim replied, just as softly.
"Not attracted to you? I spent two years making up excuses to get you to roll on the floor with me. What in the hell gave you the idea that I am not attracted to you?" Shego asked, playing dumb.
"The fact that you have been and are avoiding being alone with me," Kim retorted.
Shego sighed and took Kim's face in her hands. "I want to be alone with you more than anything in this world, Princess," she confessed. "I want to touch you and kiss you and give you every part of myself that is worth having. But I got burned the last time I did that." Kim looked like she wanted to say something, but Shego continued before she could interrupt. "You mean more to me than Nina could have ever dreamed of, and I am actually grateful that she broke up with me because it put me on the path to you. I guess I am just freaked out because I don't think I could handle it if you left, because, um, I love you."
Kim raised an eyebrow then smiled. "You know, for being such a badass, you are kind of a scaredy-cat," she teased, using her own hands to cup those on her cheeks. Her gently admonishing smile calmed Shego down, and she grinned self-effacingly instead of taking offense.
"Yeah, I can be," she admitted wryly.
"Then I guess it is a good thing that I love you too, so you don't have anything to be scared of," Kim stated.
She'd said it before, but this time Kim's proclamation of love actually made it past all of Shego's neuroses and Shego allowed herself to believe what Kim was saying. This breakthrough caused Shego's wits to desert her, leaving her unable to put together any form of coherent sentence. Deciding speech was overrated anyhow, Shego let her actions do the speaking for her, and she kissed Kim with all of the passion and desire that she had been holding back for a while now.
Kim melted into her, her hands moving from Shego's hands to Shego's waist, drawing them closer together. The kiss deepened and they both realized they should probably get off of the porch. Shego's right hand left Kim's cheek reluctantly, and it fumbled for the door handle. The door creaked open and Kim stumbled backwards as the support she was leaning on slid backwards. She grabbed onto Shego's tank top to prevent herself from falling, which in turn caused Shego to lurch forward. Not wanting to fall on the living room floor, Shego corrected her balance by repositioning what was making her lean forward and Kim found herself swept up into Shego's arms, her feet dangling in midair.
"Wow, she's strong," was Kim's idle thought as Shego carried her from the living room into the bedroom, their lips still entwined. Their kiss had been continuous from the porch to the bedroom, only concluding when Shego gently laid Kim down on the bed. They locked eyes for a second, Shego asking again for permission already given and Kim giving it yet again. Their clothes landed in a heap on the bedroom floor within mere moments, and Shego allowed herself a moment to savor the sights before recapturing Kim's lips.
Her caresses were gentle, reverent; Kim was a gift Shego still wasn't quite sure she deserved, and she was going to treat such a gift with the utmost respect. Kim's skin was soft and smooth, and her body was unbelievably responsive to Shego's skillful touch, whether it was in some place relatively benign or some place more intimate. Shego used this responsiveness to her advantage, and it was not long before Kim was lying breathless on the bed, thoroughly spent and ready for sleep.
Or so Shego thought until Kim gave her a wicked, salacious look and Shego found herself flipped over onto her back. Kim grinned smugly and bent down to kiss Shego, her thighs straddling Shego's waist. Kim then set her hands free to explore, and they eagerly explored every inch of Shego from her inky green hair to the soles of her feet. Kim's mouth followed her fingers and when she was finished, there was very little of Shego that Kim hadn't touched, tasted and coaxed into ecstasy. Proud of her accomplishments and now thoroughly exhausted, Kim crawled up the length of Shego's body, kissed her and promptly fell asleep on her chest.
"Um, wow," Shego thought as Kim slept peacefully using Shego's breasts as pillows. She hadn't expected that Kim would be as skillful as she was and her whole body was still trying to come down off of its high. She wanted to burn off her excess energy, but Kim had already adorably fallen asleep where she was, which was right on top of her, and there was no way Shego was going to disturb her. She moved some of the disheveled red locks out of the way and kissed Kim on the forehead, drawing up the slightly singed sheet around them both. Shego looked at the sheet and cracked a grin; she had heard about setting the bed on fire but this was ridiculous. In a reaction she had never experienced before, Shego's hands had lit up of their own volition depending on what interesting place Kim's explorations had taken her. It hadn't been that big of a problem because most of the time Shego's hands had been on Kim and the amulet had taken care of the energy, but there were a couple of times that her hands had gotten too close to the sheet and had caused it to smolder. Oh, well, she would just have to get black sheets instead of green ones, Shego decided, wrapping her arms around Kim and settling down for sleep.
Morning crept into the bedroom and Kim watched the sunlight begin to peek through the shade with a smile on her face, being careful not to move and disturb the woman she was wrapped around. Shego was sound asleep and Kim had no desire to disturb her. Her thoughts wandered as she lay there, and her smile grew wider as she reflected on how a year ago Shego would have been the last person she would have ever thought to be her first. Josh, Eric and Ron had all been possibilities at one time or another but never Shego, even though Shego was the one she was actually attracted to. "Thanks," she whispered to Aunt Mim and Aunt Sheila, wherever they were.
Shego stirred beside her. "Talking to yourself again, Pink?" she mumbled, snuggling back into Kim.
"Kinda," Kim admitted. "But it is early yet; you can go back to sleep if you want to."
Shego yawned and turned over so she was facing Kim. "I'd much rather enjoy the scenery," she said, moving closer, grabbing Kim and turning them both so that Kim was now on top of her. "Especially since I am going to jail as soon as we get back to Middleton," she joked, kissing Kim.
Kim kissed her back, not alarmed at Shego's proclamation due to Shego's relaxed posture. "And why might you be going to jail?" Kim inquired.
"My pardon from GJ was contingent on my not committing any more crime," Shego reminded her. "At the very least, I am now guilty of statutory rape, and since I am more than three years older, it is a felony. Add in the fact I transported a minor across international borders to commit said crime, and I am in the slammer until you are eligible for Social Security."
Kim chuckled and raised an eyebrow at Shego. "Another justification for refusing to be alone with me?" she guessed.
"Pretty much," Shego admitted, with a smile. "But then you had to go and seduce me and I forgot all about it."
"I'm glad. Legalese would have totally killed the mood," Kim teased. "Besides, I am an emancipated minor, so I don't even know if that argument would hold water." Shego looked at her, surprised, but Kim shrugged. "I can't do what I do without putting my parents at risk for a child endangerment rap, so I sued for emancipation a couple of years ago."
"And yet you have a curfew?" Shego asked.
"They're still my parents, Shego," Kim said. "Being legally an adult doesn't change that."
"Hm," Shego commented. "If you are an adult, shouldn't you have gotten your inheritance?" she abruptly asked, the thought suddenly occurring to her.
"I asked Bob about that," Kim answered. "Apparently Aunt Mim specified that I couldn't get it until I was eighteen, regardless of legal status."
"Figures she would think about that," Shego chuckled.
"Yeah, it does," Kim agreed. She peered down at the woman she was still perched on top of. "So can we talk about something else more interesting?"
"Like?" Shego prompted, noting the interesting look on Kim's face.
"Breakfast?" Kim asked hopefully.
Shego's brow contracted. That was so not the topic she had been anticipating, nor really the one that she wanted to change the subject to. She smirked and fluidly changed their positions so that Kim was beneath her. "Nah, I have a better idea, Princess," she said, leaning down to kiss Kim.
The rest of their stay at the beach house followed the same relaxing pattern as their first couple of days did. They would wake in the morning, lie in bed for a while and talk until one of them had a better idea, and two hours later or so, they would finally get out of bed, grab a shower and head to town to look for food. They spent the afternoons on the beach, either swimming or sunbathing, and the evenings were spent in town at Sergio's, with Rama saying goodnight to them by trying to pounce on them sometime during their walk back to the cabin. There wasn't even a pretense of clothes after they got inside, and the next few hours were spent exploring every nuance of each other before they dropped off to sleep. This pattern made the time pass quickly, too quickly, and Friday came way too quickly for anybody's liking.
"Rama, you damn stubborn leopard! We gotta go!" Shego bellowed into the foliage around the cabin.
"Can't we just leave him here?" Kim asked, coming up beside her. "I am sure being in captivity all of the time really sucks for him."
"We could, but there isn't enough food around here to support his eating habits," Shego replied. "He would probably wander into town eventually and he could get shot for his troubles."
"Hm. That's not good," Kim agreed. "Rama, sweetie, you out there?" she called. The bushes rustled and Rama begrudgingly showed himself.
"Pfft. Figures. I've been calling that stupid leopard for half an hour," Shego grumbled under her breath. "You know have to come home with us," she told her grumpy clouded leopard. Rama shook his head "no" emphatically. "Look, I know the Refuge isn't the best, but does it suck that badly?" Shego asked. Rama shook his head "yes". Shego sighed. "Well, what about Anna, Rama? If you stay here, you won't be able to see her," she pointed out.
Rama looked pained at that, and Kim's heart went out to him. "Don't be mean, Shego," she scolded.
"I'm not, Pumpkin; I am just stating facts," Shego protested.
"Well, those facts suck. You should never have to choose between your freedom and your family," Kim stated flatly. She went over to Rama and crouched down. "Come on home with us, Rama," she said scratching his ears. "You can live with me until we get the Mansion leopard-proofed enough to let both you and Anna live there." Rama's ears perked up in a gesture of "Really?" and Kim nodded. "I promise," she assured him. "But my house it a little smaller than the Mansion and you have to keep on my mom's good side." Rama nodded and happily bounded into the hovercraft.
"Until we get the Mansion leopard-proofed enough to let both you and Anna to live there?" Shego echoed archly.
"Well, I figure Anna should be out of her climb-the-drapes, destroy-the-house kitten stage in about nine months or so and then we can bail her out of the refuge, at which point Rama can move in too," Kim explained cheerfully.
"Ah, I see; it is all planned out. In nine months time I get a houseful of clouded leopards to deal with all by myself. Thanks ever so much, Pink," Shego retorted.
Kim smiled charmingly. "If everything goes to my plan, Junior, you won't be all by yourself," she replied sweetly and bounded up the gangplank after Rama, leaving Shego to stare befuddled after her.
"One week and she is moving in and bringing the cats with her," Shego said bemusedly, shaking her head as she followed her into the hovercraft. She was interested to note, however, that she wasn't all that dismayed with the thought Kim could be moving in.
Shego raised the gangplank and with a twinge of sadness for all three of them, they left Mexico and the beach house. The flight to Chicago was uneventful, and they landed on the airstrip early Friday evening. Shego wanted to grab the jet and go, but Kim convinced her to stay the night. They spent the evening with Shego's family, and when the others had gone to bed and Kim was out taking the leopard for a walk, Lottie blindsided Shego.
"So, did you propose?" she asked.
"Mom, she's seventeen," Shego objected.
"And?" Lottie asked, completely unconcerned. "I got married at nineteen."
"That was you," Shego responded. "Besides, we've only been dating for a few months; it's way too early for that kind of talk."
"I'll bet you five dollars that if you don't propose before the year is out, she will," Lottie countered.
"Deal," Shego agreed, thinking her mother was off her rocker. Kim came back into the room and by common consent, the matter was hastily dropped before Shego and Kim retired to Shego's room.
They all said their final goodbyes on the airstrip the following morning, and Lottie handed Kim another big box much like the one she and Shego had already opened. "This uniform is for Ron," she explained.
Kim put the box in the hovercraft and came back to give Lottie a hug. "Thank you so much for everything," she said, squeezing Lottie tight.
"We have a lot more to thank you for," Lottie said affectionately. Kim blushed and smiled shyly before hugging Archie and all of Shego's brothers. She waved one last goodbye before retreating into the hovercraft and taking off for home.
Shego stood by the jet and watched her go, knowing that the family would wander over her way now. Hego made it first and gathered her up in a bone-bruising hug. "Bye, Sis," he said warmly.
"Bye, Bertie," she said, with reluctant affection.
"Bye, Mimi," the Wegoes chimed in after he had let her go.
"I enjoyed seeing you, Mimi," Mego added.
"Bye, guys," she answered. Now came the part she dreaded; Mom and Daddy were coming over. "I'll be back; I promise," she said quickly before someone started crying or she started getting teased.
"You'd better be," Lottie said sternly, hugging her. "Besides, Kim gave us your cell phone number, so we can call."
Okay, so the Princess was going to pay for that one. "Bye, Daddy," she said, hugging him.
"Bye, Mimi; Thanks for coming back," he replied.
"Thanks for having me," she said sincerely. She waved goodbye to all of them and then took off as her family watched her go.
"Say, Reg," Hego asked Mego as they watched it disappear into the horizon. "Does that look at all like the Team Go jet to you?"
Middleton – Later that afternoon
Shego circled around the jet one more time, making sure everything was properly stowed. It all looked good, so she peeled out of her flight suit and hung it in the storage locker in the hangar. The door to the hangar opened as she closed the door to the locker and she looked around, surprised. Kim had made good time.
"Hey Princess," she said as Kim extended the gangplank.
"Hey Sweetie," Kim answered, handing her Ron's package as she went back in to hovercraft for more luggage. She came out with a couple of suitcases and led Shego outside to where her new car was parked.
"Nice shade of green," Shego said with admiration.
"Yeah, see, that is why I thought you had given my parents advice on the color," Kim answered, amused.
Shego shuddered. "My folks and your folks, talking. That's almost creepy," she said.
"I think it's sweet," Kim said as she popped the back and put the suitcases in.
"You would," Shego replied, as she put Ron's package in the back beside the cases. It only took a couple more trips to get the rest of it, and after they had loaded the car, Kim and Rama took Shego home.
Shego smiled as they pulled up to the Mansion. "Come in for a while?" she asked disarmingly.
Kim chuckled. "I shouldn't, but okay," she acquiesced. Shego broke out into a grin and hopped out of the van, only to be stopped by a large gun aimed directly at her. She put up her hands in surrender, completely caught off guard.
The Lieutenant smirked. "Sheila Goshen, aka Shego," she pronounced. "You are under arrest for assault, battery, and attempted murder. You have the right to remain silent. If you should give up this right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…"
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She was alone now. She could feel her isolation only in that she could feel nothing, which meant that she had been forever separated from the one she could not exist without. Slowly, reluctantly, she opened her eyes. The scenery was familiar, but it was all wrong, all horribly wrong. Where there should be light, warmth and shelter, there was only darkness, chill and devastation. She at last understood: this place, once home to all she loved and thus most beloved of all places on Earth, was now to be her prison, a cruel mockery of what she had lost. She wept, but there was no one to hear. She was alone now…so very…alone.