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Chapter 2 of 3. Set after Kim's graduation from college in Best Enemies series.

Wedding 1 – Keeping the Ceremony Civil, part 2

Shego parked in front of the Renton home. She looked around and didn't see Justine's car, but didn't mind arriving a little early. Felix opened the door before she could ring the bell.

"Watching the street?" she asked.

"Well, yeah."

"Don't be nervous. Thanks for letting me call myself a mediator. If you don't feel like I'm giving you a fair chance to speak your views let me know."

"You're making me more nervous when you say that."

"Sorry, I'm kind of nervous myself. This is important to me. Kim and I have needed help a few times in resolving problems. Mediation skills are something I'll probably need in my job someday. And I really, really don't want to screw anything up between you and Justine."

"We can do that for ourselves, thank you."

"Is it really—" Shego stopped talking as Justine knocked on the door.

"Haven't seen you much lately," Shego commented to Felix as the three of them went into the Renton living room. "How's the job sitch…" She closed her eyes and shook her head, "Great, Kim is rubbing off on me."

"Not surprising, given the amount of time you two spend rubbing against each other," Felix commented. "Job prospects are okay. I've already had a couple short term positions. They bring me in to solve an IT problem; I fix it. I'm done."

Felix served iced tea and cookies. The silence around the Renton living room was almost deafening. Shego wished real hard for some divine revelation because she wasn't sure what to say. Without any immediate feeling of inspiration she plunged ahead, and hoped she didn't mess things up any worse than they already were.

"Look, I'm not a trained counselor. I'm not even a lawyer yet. I'm here thinking I'm a friend to both of you. Kim and I have had some fights where we've needed to sit down with someone else and talk things through. We were both picking up some vibes from the two of you lately, like something was off. I don't know I if I can resolve anything. Actually, it's not my job to resolve anything – you two have to do that for yourselves. But I want to make sure the two of you are being fair to each other in a couple areas."

Shego pulled a piece of paper from her pocket, containing a long list of items. The two looked fearful as she glanced slowly down list. Shego sighed, folded the list, and put it away. "Sorry, last week's grocery list. Wondered where I lost it, forgot the lemons." She put her hand in another pocket and pulled out a three by five card with a little writing.

"First item on the agenda… Felix, I hear you'd like a son."

Felix nodded.

"Justine, you don't want children."

"That is correct."

"Felix. Why, in twenty-five words or less."

"You're counting words?"

"No, take all the time you need."

Felix sighed, "My dad was the most important person in my life. I'd like to pass on the lessons he taught me. I'd like to go out to the driveway after work and teach him how to shoot baskets. I want to be a dad the way my father was a dad."

"Hmm, a question. You say son. The marvelous thing about children is that you can never be sure what you're going to get. Do daughters not count? You couldn't be a dad to a girl?"

Felix opened his mouth, and then shut it. "Okay, I'm a sexist pig. I was about to say if we had a daughter we could try again. And then you'd ask about a second daughter. And then I'd realize how bad I sounded. I guess I hadn't thought about a daughter… I don't know what I'd do with a daughter."

"What, you couldn't teach a girl how to shoot baskets?" Shego asked.

"Can you pick on Justine for a minute? I thought a mediator wasn't supposed to pick on just one of us."

"Sorry, but carrying the baby is a lot more work for the woman than the guy. Although from what I hear that isn't Justine's worry. Justine?"

"Felix, please. You know how bad I am in social situations. I'm short tempered and sarcastic. I don't like kids. I have no patience. I don't want a child. I'd be a terrible mother."

"You'd be a great mother!"

"Listen to me, Felix, I don't want any kids!"

Shego sat back and listened to them for a few minutes. They weren't saying anything new to each other, just repeating what had been said, in voices that slowly increased in volume. Shego pulled a whistle from her pocket and blew it shrilly. "Time-out, both of you. You both know exactly where you stand today. You both know exactly where the other stands today. There is no possible compromise between your present positions. If Justine was just worried about what having a baby would do to her physically I could suggest adoption. Not an option when she is worried about being an unfit mother—"

"But she wouldn't be," Felix interrupted.

"You interrupt me again during a time out, young man, and I'll make you sit in the corner. Justine is allowed to feel like Justine feels, and you are allowed to feel the way you feel. Neither one of you is right or wrong. You're being honest. There is a chance one or both of you could have a change of heart from today's position. But it won't happen today and you shouldn't look for it to happen anytime soon. It is possible you will both remain firm in your opinion. Felix, you know Justine's opinion. Can you marry a woman, knowing she doesn't want kids, or should we call this wedding off?"

"She could change her mind."

"So could you. Are you going to keep nagging her for a kid every day?"

"Why do you keep making me seem like the monster?"

"Men are easy targets." She turned, "Justine, you know a child is important to Felix. Could you take being married to him, knowing how he feels. Would you feel resentful? Is this important enough to you that you want to call the wedding off?"

"I asked you to help me with the wedding, not break us up!"

"I'm not trying to break you up. You two will break up yourselves if you aren't honest with each other. I'm not even going to touch the couple other points I wanted to talk about today. If either one of you decides you can't marry the other over this there's no point in talking about other things. You two need to talk. Do you need me here to keep either one of you from punching the other, or can I trust you do to decide what you're going to do without me?"

Justine and Felix whispered together for a minute. "You can probably leave for now."

Before leaving she made them swear an oath on a copy of National Geographic to not raise their voices and to try and listen to the other.

"You're insane, you know that," Felix pointed out.

"Keeping a sense of humor can help. You probably can't solve this today, just try and understand each other's hopes and fears."

We'll call you for round two," Justine promised.

"I hope there is a round two," Shego thought as she left them talking.