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4:13am

The clock on the nightstand was bright against the darkness of the bedroom. Not even moonlight, from the soon to be full moon, was allowed inside. This made it hard for a certain pair of emerald green eyes to make out her surroundings. Eyes that were sore, only having slept for a few hours on and off due to the pain that tore through her very bones. A pain that could only be described as if she had a fight with a cement wall. A slight groan passed her lips as she rubbed those sore eyes, wishing she could see better. She was strangely warm, warmer than she had been in the last five plus days.

That's right. They didn't open the window before they had lay down. With Shego being too distracted by the poster, and Kim tired from the day she had, the thought kind of slipped their minds. Shego didn't mind warmth, with her powers she was always warm so it was nothing new. And since the room was too dark to see where the edge of the bed was, the pale woman shifted to settle back into the pillows when she found the source of heat. There was an arm around her waist, and what she guessed to be a fiery red mane under her nose.

Sleepy no more, her eyes widened as the scent of the younger woman's hair filled her nostrils. Kim smelled of a fresh spring breeze. It was intoxicating, filling the thief's head with fog. Yet even as light headed as she became, she realized Kim wasn't the only one holding onto something in the darkness. The red-head was comfortably positioned in Shego's arms, cheek lightly resting against her collar bone where her breath softly tickled the flesh.

Flesh… Arms? Her eyes drifted down the blanket and saw the lump of her long legs.

Letting out a sigh of relief, she found she was fully back to her normal self. Thank god too, because the constant hopping and her tail knocking into things was getting irritating. Kim shifted in her arms when the pale woman tried to wiggle free. Not only was she back to herself, but she was nude, just as she thought she'd be.

Her skills allowed her to slip from the bed without waking the younger woman, who sighed and gripped the pandaroo plush that Shego put in her arms as a substitute. Thank you, Kimmie, the emerald eyed beauty thought silently as she slipped into the closet and grabbed the cat suit in the back, for not getting rid of this. It was very small on the taller, slightly bustier woman. The item was meant to reach to the ankle, but on Shego it rode up to mid calf while the arms did the same, some several inches from the elbow joints. Strange, she thought, using a plasma lit finger to cut into the collar, Kimmie really has grown. A late mini growth spurt maybe? Either way, the collar, now dipping low into her chest to sprout a short line of cleavage, now allowed her to breath without feeling like she was being strangled.

Taking a step over to the window, she lightly flipped the latch and slid the window open and with experienced, silent fingers, popped the screen out and slid it into the room to rest against the wall. Brushing her hands off on her thighs, she stuck her head out and saw the sky was heavily overcast as if it knew Shego would be running that night. A good omen, she thought as she lit up a hand to use as light, not wanting to trip over anything. Her legs were weaker from the change than she thought they'd be. Maybe the term 'wobbly' was more appropriate. Either way, she found the Kimmunicator and pulled it from it's charger.

Beep.

The noise was startling in the stillness of the night, causing the raven haired woman to freeze. The Kimmunicator had made the noise, indicating its removal. And even though it wasn't much louder than a cell phone, Shego wondered if it was just her ears or if the beep was still bouncing off the walls. But the soft lump in the sheets did not move, too enthralled with her dreams to wake. Letting out a soft sigh of relief, Shego stuck the Kimmunicator in the collar of her shirt to rest against her chest, making sure it was secure as she walked towards the window. Her hand, still engulfed in the eerie green light, allowed the face of the woman's arch-rival to be seen.

This froze the thief in place, her bare foot lowering slowly onto the carpet from mid step. A scent caught her nose and caused the woman to swear under her breath, a gentle breeze gliding into the room that seemed to want to work against her. A good omen, she thought sarcastically, a good omen turned against me. A beautiful night to hide, and this…

No! No, she wouldn't be caught up in this ridiculous act. She was -not- lightheaded from her scent, but from moving so quick after getting her body back. She was -not- frozen because of the pretty face, soft in it's slumber. She was frozen because she didn't want to wake the girl.

Ah, but remember what you said she won from the game. A chance.

Kim won a chance to stop her, since the red-head never posed that Shego attempted more house work from winning. Cursing her honor aloud, she flared her plasma brighter, seeing Kim's face twitch lightly and her arm shift. What am I doing? Would it really not be as fun if Kimmie wasn't chasing me? Shego thought, unable to put on her usual, cocky grin when those olive green eyes opened and turned up, accompanied by a smile.

"Hey, stranger."

South of Middleton, Global Justice headquarters was quiet. Nothing substantial had happened over the course of the last week, so the head of GJ was able to sit in her chair and relax a bit. So early in the morning, some wondered if Betty ever left GJ to sleep at home. Truth was, she didn't. She didn't have a home anymore. Her home left her two years ago.

A certain picture was now held to the one eyed woman's chest, next to her heart. A tight embrace that she could only get from the memory, and not the person. A sigh passed through her pale lips, her one onyx colored eye now turning down to the image on it's front which was soon followed by a fingertip, gently tracing the features of the loved one upon it.

A loved one that she had not seen in two years. Of course, Betty could track them down, but that's not how she wanted them to return to her. But since Betty remained the head of GJ, she knew she'd continue in her loneliness. Work was the reason they left… Her secret lover had wanted Betty to retire and settle down in the country, working on something besides protecting the world.

That single eye closed as she remembered the worlds she yelled that night.

The world comes first!

Never in her life had she regretted something so deeply. If she could only take those words away, she wouldn't have watched the only thing she ever really needed walk out her door.

An alarm broke her memories and she looked up when Will Du hurried through her door.

"Sir, Shego was spotted running through downtown Middleton. Ms. Possible is already engaged in the chase. Shall we send someone over?"

"No," Betty said, putting the picture back where it was supposed to be, face down, any indication of tenderness ended when the image could no longer be seen. "Let's just wait it out. Maybe a certain stubborn red-head will need our help."Unfortunately, Doctor Betty Director had no idea what was in store for her and the town of Middleton.

"Hey, Princess," Shego replied when the younger woman sat up in bed and yawned, ignoring how the red mane she had her nose buried into not minutes ago shifted against her shoulders in the motion, strands falling down to frame her face. The thief's fingers twitched in remembrance of what she had done last time.

"Looks like you're back to normal." Even though Kim's voice was clearer now then when she first woke, Shego only heard a muffle as her heartbeat throbbed against her ears. The more she realized what she had done, what she felt, the worse she was becoming.

"Yup," she said after gulping a mouthful of air, attempting to calm her breathing. This time, her grin came naturally as she continued. "Back to my sexy self, and no floppy ears or tail in sight." Her hips shifted as weight was transferred, Shego pretending to look back to check for the tail as her hand took its place upon a hip. She watched the red-head blush a bit and shake her head, ignoring the motion.

"Shego," Kim started, and Shego knew it was time. The look on Kim's face went from relaxed to tense, her olive eyes narrowing in question as she stared at Shego's chest. "Why do you have my Kimmunicator?"

"Why, Kimmie, taking a peak at my chest? How naughty of you." Her tone was playful, challenging. The usual.

"And… Why is your suit so short?" she said, her voice now a mix of confusion and hesitation as her eyes trailed the curves of the woman before her, eyes widening in realization.

Shego stared at the younger woman, her smile gone. "Never knew you wanted to keep something of me so close, Kimmie. Sorry I broke my promise, but I snooped in the closet you didn't want me to go through." Before her serious and almost apologetic tone turned endearing, she grinned once more. "See ya, Cupcake."

Before Kim knew it, Shego had dove through the open window and somersaulted midair before landing. Running over, she stuck her head out and shouted for Shego to come back. Then screamed in frustration when she didn't. Snatching the grapple gun that Wade modified from a hairdryer, Kim leapt, jumping out and mimicking the thief's decent before landing. The impact sent a jolt through Kim's body, but she was soon sprinting after the shadow of the former pandaroo. She didn't know if she would need the item, but with Shego, anything was possible.

The thought took her back a bit as Kim caught up to the dark haired figure, blocks having passed already from the sheer speed they were running at. Anything was possible for Shego? What, was Kim throwing the Possible motto to anyone now? An attempt at a tackle was easily dodged and a flash of teeth could be seen. She could only imagine the grin Shego was wearing.

"Shego, will you at least -unf!-" she exclaimed, getting hit in the ribs from a lucky back kick, stumbling to the side before she found Shego was jumping up onto a fire escape and sprinting up the stairs. "Explain," she mumbled the rest of her sentence before she pulled the hairdryer out. But Shego suddenly stopped half way up and hopped onto the opposite building, latching onto a window before starting to climb towards the top of the four story structure. Kim shook her head and hurried around on ground level. Facing the front of the building, she shot the grapple hook and within seconds, it connected and she was jerked into the air. Not letting up, she used the momentum to rocket herself over the edge of the building and, still several feet above the roof top, she saw Shego skid to a stop, watching her with wide eyes.

Shego saw an angel. Or a demon. But whatever she saw, it was in the form of Kim Possible, and it froze her. That same odd feeling in her knees came back for a split second, and then she was no longer on her feet, soaring backwards and tumbling into the aluminum vent that ran across the length of the roof.

"Ouch, Princess," Shego grumped, seeing the girl in a fighting stance. "I think you broke a rib," she winced, rubbing at her side, prodding it. "No, not broken. Damn close though!" she said as she got to her feet.

"Will you just answer me, Shego! You owe me at least that!" Kim shouted, and Shego could see the girl looked like she was almost in tears.

"I do owe you, Princess," Shego said, moving to stand on top of the dented vent, her emerald eyes looking at Kim, and realizing what she was thinking. She needed a vacation away from Kim before she got caught up a tangled mess of emotions. "First, you were given the chance to chase me. Do you really think you would have woken up if I didn't want you to? You were cuddled up to me fairly tight, and I still managed to get out of your grip without you stirring a hair." She took a moment to smirk wider, seeing those cheeks flush. "Second, I told you I'd fix your wall. And I will. You'll just have to be patient."

Then Shego crouched and jumped. But not at Kim, which she expected and threw up her arms in a block, but backwards and off the building. Gasping, Kim ran towards where Shego had stood, leaping the vent and skidding to a stop before she fell off the roof.

The image of splattered blood, a crumpled body flashed behind her eyes. Shego lying motionless, blood pooling around her beautiful, green tinted, raven colored hair. Emerald green hues wide and lifeless, dripping tears of blood from the impact.

But there was nothing.

No body. No sound. No laughter or taunting. No blood.

Just the emptiness of the town, and the soft hum and click of the broken vent behind her.

"Damn it!" she screamed to the sky, finding herself in tears of both frustration and relief. Her fist impacted against the ledge, her frustration fading a bit as she realized she needed to get another Kimmunicator, to contact Wade and track Shego.

Turning, she started running over to where she landed, gathering the grapple hook and sliding the end back in place.

"Ron's place is closer. He will have one," Kim said, pointing the end of the hair dryer towards another building before putting her finger on the trigger. She hesitated. After the fight the other night, going to Ron and telling him that he was right about Shego was something she did not want to face. If she went home, she'd give Shego more time to get away, wherever she disappeared to. But Wade could get her a tracking signal on the device, and radar would also show them where Shego was even if they were on the other side of the world. Her energy level was enormous…

"God damn it, Shego," she snapped, turning and making her way back towards her house.

"Wade, don't okay? I'll explain later, I just need you to track her," she snapped angrily into the older Kimmunicator she had stashed away after putting on some clothes and grabbing her keys.

"Already got her Kim. Sending the tracking to your GPS."

"Thanks, Wade. Oh, don't call Ron. I'll be fine," she added as she jumped into her car and started it. The GSP screen flicked on and showed a map of where Kim needed to go.

"It looks like she's at one of those run down observatories downtown. There's a very large electrical current around the place too. Be careful, Kim." His voice was thick with worry, but Kim gave him a grin and told him she was a Possible and she'd contact him later.

Squealing her tires out of her driveway, Kim sped through town as fast as she could before hitting the overpass. There wasn't a lot of traffic, but she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel anyway. This was one of those times when she hated that she was the good guy. Good guys obeyed the speed limit.

Nearly crashing the hovercraft into the lair's open bay, Shego flicked off the engine and threw open the hatch. She was angry. And she hated the reason why. When the thief jumped off the building, she hadn't really disappeared completely. Instead, she had changed buildings in midair to keep Kim's notice from her cloaked escape vehicle. And she didn't start it up until the red-head had ran off the roof. So she watched from not twenty feet away as those olive-green eyes frantically searched the ground for Shego before even thinking she would have made it without falling. The scream felt like a punch to the gut, and the tears the younger woman had on her cheeks was the only thing she couldn't stand to look at.

Her fury was not to be taken lightly, and of course, the oblivious blue skinned Doctor Drakken shouted her name and ran over. So it was no surprise when he ended up back near where he had been seated, the punch she delivered had promised him a black eye, some burns, and possibly a bloody nose.

"What was that for!" he shouted, whining pathetically as he touched his face where the plasma punch hit. Shego threw the Kimmunicator at his head, which elicited another yelp from her boss.

"Never," she growled, her eyes sharp as her teeth flashed through the bite of the word. "EVER. Ask me to do that again." Turning, she slapped her palms together and with force, pushing her plasma powers out in a beam like blast, connecting with the DNA splicer that Amy had created and the source of the problem. Drakken shouted, but ducked when the explosion went off. The ray was in pieces, smoking and sparking as it lost all hope of recovery. "Don't EVER play with my DNA, my mind, or life ever again," she shouted, feeling as if she could tear the whole place down in minutes. His words were a whimper, and she had to snap out a 'what?' to get him to speak louder.

"E-everything is done! All we needed was the Kimmunicator." Wiggling the device as he jumped back onto his feet, brushing off his dark blue lab coat.

"Whatever. You know Kimmie will be here soon, anyway. I'm going to change," she grumped, her anger lessening as the man seemed utterly giddy over his idea. She admitted that he'd not formulated a plan with the device before, and wondered what kind of robot he'd power with it, or ray gun. Well, whatever it was, she had a feeling she'd need to keep Kim from punching Drakken harder then she had.

"Thirty minutes, Kim Possible!" Drakken shouted at Kim, who came crashing through the lab door. Her red hair was pulled back into a ponytail, only a few strands framing her face. Shego had to sigh, wondering if those strands were trying to irritate or tease her. "It took you thirty minutes to get here, and ten minutes too late!" He laughed and pressed a button, the line of computer monitors and random lights flashed then turned their designated color. Codes flashed across the screens as Drakken started typing frantically. Shego shook her head and jumped in front of Kim who was trying to tackle the blue baddy.

"Ah-ah-ah, Princess. You're gonna deal with me, first," she grinned, before getting into a defensive position as she saw Kim stomping closer.

SMACK!

Kim's hand connected with Shego's cheek loudly, and sent the taller woman stumbling, blinking rapidly.

"What the hell!" They both screamed at the same time, their glares being mirrored between them.

"What kind of low move-"

"You want to talk about low, Shego!?" Kim snapped, her glare more ferocious then Shego had ever seen, causing the woman's own look of anger drop to a mere frown. The heroine didn't have to say anything else about the subject, knowing the taller woman understood what she meant. And though Shego felt like the glare the shorter woman was giving her hinted at disappointment, the pale green woman puffed her chest out and dropped her hand from her face.

"Look, I'm sorry okay? But it's not like I was lying!""Bullshit."

"Shut up, Kimmie!" Shego yelled, not even teasing her about how she cussed, and pointed back at Drakken, who was messing with something in his ears before he went back to what looked like a joy stick. "He turned me into that-that… that thing! He wasn't sorry about the pain it put me in, he wasn't concerned that I may never change back."

Kim could see that Shego was upset, but trying to hide it with her anger. She also had taken note of Drakkens swollen eye and burns on the side of his face. Shego had showed him how pissed she was already.

"You took me in, you were the only one I could turn to. Even if he hadn't planned any of this, I would have still gone to you!" Shouting the truth at Kim was causing her plasma to flare around her hands and up her arms, the flames nearly licking at her shoulders. "Because I tru-.."

A sudden loud explosion was heard, causing the two women to shout and roll away from the sound. But they only heard Drakken laughing, arms in the air shouting that he had done it!

"God damn it, Drakken!" Shego twisted a finger in her ear, her eardrum having taken to vibrating inside, causing a slight tickle through the pain. "What the hell was that?"

His grin was nothing she had seen before, such triumph and … well, evil. He started speaking after pulling out small ear plugs.

"The loud explosion you just heard was about four satellites exploding. Thanks to Kim Possible's Kimmunicator, I was able to hack into the governments computer database, locate these very specific satellites and-"

"Dr. D, you don't know how to hack!" Shego shouted through his explanation, but he continued anyway. It was right about the time when he said the power grid of Middleton and three surrounding counties were his when the lights went out.

Kim and Shego's eyes could see the rest of the town through the large round windows, once dim with street lights, turn into a sheet of rippling black. Darkness crept over the town, the silence almost deafening in its suddenness.

Shego heard Kim take the steps towards her. It was right when Shego's fist flared in a harmless flame that the red-head's hands reached out and took it. Their eyes connected in that eerie green glow, the gloved digits curling and holding onto a hand given. She could see the fear in the red-head's hues the moment before, and felt herself exhale when the fear ended and a look of apology came. The raven haired woman shook a 'no', and reached a non-glowing hand towards Kim's face. Those strands were driving her mad, and her fingers twitched before a single digit brushed across the forehead, grazing down to her temple, tucking a few strands behind a softly rounded ear.

Kim's blush could still be seen through the dim green light, and the touch to her hair and skin caused her stomach to flip in on itself. She didn't know what to say, but she was slowly coming out of the trance Shego's eyes had on her. The shuffling of something behind her was becoming louder, even if it wasn't coming closer.

Shego heard it too, followed by several beeping noises. Turning her eyes away, she frowned and looked around. She could faintly see a shadow where Drakken had been standing. But that was it. Sighing, she loosened her grip on Kim's hand, wanting to go get some answers from her boss.

No one saw the thin shadow take over the doorway. No one saw the arm rise.

But they heard the gun shot.