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Kim Possible: Hearts & Minds
By LJ58
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"How many times are you going to make me do this," Shego demanded as she glared at her rival.
"Make you do what," the redheaded woman with glasses perched on the end of her nose as she looked up from her book asked.
"Do what? You're wasting your life in here, Kimmie. Jeez, you should be out kicking butt, and taking names. Not wasting your life in this geek convention."
"Global Research is not a geek convention. It's a consortium of the best minds on the planet devoted to…"
"Yada, yada, yada. Now, you're sounding like Dr. Dimwit. And that is scary," Shego sneered, and snatched her book from her hands.
"Hey, give me that back, you thief!"
"Come, and get it," Shego grinned, waggling the book over a shredder near her lab table as if teasing her.
Kim howled, flinging herself at the woman, and they both went down in tumble of kicking and flailing limbs as their seemingly never-ending fight continued.
KP
"Here. See the synaptic patterns we caught during the last REM spike," Anne asked as Wade, in person, stood next to her in the lab as they surveyed the data from all the recent tests.
"Yes. I can't believe my own scans missed this before now."
"It might not have been there, Wade," the world's leading neurosurgeon told her. "Everything I saw before suggested that not only was Kim's brain badly damaged, just as we had first feared, but it was close to shutting down. Now, it's not only healing, it's actually….improving itself somehow."
"Accounting for the TK outbursts, and the REM spikes as her mind tries to…..wake itself," Wade asked suggestively.
"Exactly," Anne nodded. "I think Kim is literally fighting to wake up. Only she can't find her way out."
"Which leaves us what options," he asked her.
"Two. Only two. Only just now, I'm not sure which would be best since I still cannot help thinking as a mother at the moment."
"I'm afraid I might know what you're thinking," Wade grimaced.
She nodded.
"Either we let her try to wake up on her own, if possible, or…"
"I have heard of Dr. Stein's psychic immersion module. You are thinking of sending someone into her mind to lead her out," Wade nodded.
"Yes. But that's the crux of the dilemma. Who do we send? We need someone she will not only respect, but will be able to trust enough to listen. The wrong person, to her, and we could end up locking her inside her own mind for the rest of her life."
"Which is possible even if we don't try it," Wade knew.
"Exactly. So, who do we send, Wade? I'd be the first to admit Kim never really listened to James, or myself."
"I can't say I would be the best person either," Wade admitted ruefully. "Frankly, Kim has always been the type to listen, and then go her own way. I can't count how many times she would totally ignore my warnings….."
"Ron," they both asked, looking hopeful.
As if on cue, the woman in the bed behind then literally shouted, "Damn you, Shego! I'm going to rip your head off!"
"Shego," Anne and Wade both said even as they turned to look through the observation port at the girl as her covers flew off the bed, and settled onto the floor across the room.
"This could be…..complicated," Wade grimaced.
"To say the least," Anne agreed.
KP
"Looks like your buffoon fell down and went night-night," Shego mocked as she scooped up the jewels from the pouch torn open in the tug-of-war between her and Ron earlier.
"Damn you, Shego! I'm going to rip your head off," the furious redhead thundered as she raced toward her.
"Like you could," the green-skinned woman sniggered, dancing out of reach as the redhead tripped over her fallen sidekick, out cold from knocking himself silly on a low-hanging pipe in his rush to stop her.
"When I get my hands on you," Kim growled.
"Ooooo, that sounds promising. What will you do," Kim was asked by the green-skinned woman as she cooed sardonically at her.
"I'll….. I'll…"
"Yes," Shego asked.
Kim jumped forward, knocking the jewels from her hands, and slamming her against the wall, green eyes narrowed, and filled with raw passion.
"Going to finally do it, Kimmie," Shego mocked.
Kim literally growled.
"Go on. You know you want to try it."
Kim's left eye twitched.
"Wellllllll….. Maybe next time," Shego laughed, shoving her back, and vanishing down into the dark tunnel to make her getaway.
Kim stared after her, hands clenched so tightly they shook.
"Next time, Princess," she laughed, leaving Kim glaring into the darkness that left no trace of her longtime nemesis.
KP
"Well, hello, Nerdlinger," the familiar green-skinned woman who did not seem to change at all despite the years grinned as she opened the door after his second knock. "What brings you out of your voyeur's paradise?"
"Kim."
Shego sighed.
"Can't help you. I don't even know what the little busybody is even doing these days."
"Let me explain," he asked, stopping her from closing the door in his face.
Shego eyed him, and while Wade had grown up in the past four years, looking stockier, but also more muscular now, she knew he was still the type to run and hide rather than actually fight. Which meant something serious was up if he was daring her.
"Okay, what's the cheerleader stuck her nose into this time?"
"This is…..a very closely guarded secret, but six months ago, Kim was badly injured by Professor Dementor's while on a mission."
Shego said nothing for a moment, but opened the door again.
"This concerns me how," she finally asked blandly, but Wade noted the expression in those darkening eyes.
"We think you can help us save her," Wade told her.
"Me? Save Kim Possible? Hey, I've already done my bit for the world. More than my bit. Besides, I'm hardly a doctor," she said. "Now I've got a nice, private island home, and for a change, no one is looking for me. Why mess with a good thing?"
Wade said nothing as he walked into the house.
"What happened," Shego finally asked when he only stared at a life-sized, and very accurate portrait of Kim on the wall over her mantle. One that showed Kim in her mission gear, looking ready to fight. Then he looked pointedly back at her.
"The device that struck her…..damaged her brain," Wade said somberly as he looked back at her.
Shego frowned all the more.
"At first, we feared she was brain-dead. At the best."
"At first?"
"Well, she was brain-dead, Shego. Knock-knock, nobody home. Only the past few weeks, she's started dreaming."
"Brain-dead people don't dream," Shego told him, having been around enough mad scientists to have picked up a few things.
"No. They don't. They also don't talk in their 'sleep,' or fling things around the room. Without touching them."
"She….? Are you sure you know what you're talking about?"
"We think it's a kind of instinctive telekinesis."
"You're kidding?"
"Shego, her brain just six months ago was very badly damaged. All but literally shriveled. The last brain scan we did, though, showed a normal, healthy brain. Only one that was firing faster, and more efficiently than any human brain alive. It even seems to be…..evolving as it improves," Wade admitted.
"Let me guess. She's still not waking up, though?"
"No. And we are afraid she could be stuck in a dream world until she dies if we don't somehow….shake her out of it," he admitted.
"And I come into this how? Because, guess what, Nerdlinger," she drawled now. "I don't know anything about….."
"Have you heard of Dr. Stein?"
"Old Frankie? Sure. I even stole some of his best…. No. Oh, no," Shego sputtered.
"Yes," he nodded. "We have his psychic immersion module waiting. We want you to go in, and try to wake Kim up. We think you can snap her out of it."
"Me? What about Monkey-boy?"
"Ron's her best friend, but we both know how she tends to ignore him at the best of times," Wade admitted.
"She ignores everyone," Shego smirked now. "It's part of her charm," she grinned.
"Right," Wade drawled. "Well, from the snippets we've overheard while she talks in her sleep, we think she's dreaming about you."
"Me," Shego frowned, trying very hard not to blush as her green flesh darkened.
"You. And considering her history of ignoring just about everyone else, even Dr. Director, we're hoping you're the one personality she won't ignore if you go in, and try to snap her out of this dream loop."
Shego eyed him, then smiled slyly.
"What's in it for me," she asked.
"Well, aside from our obvious thanks, and the gratitude of her family….. You do know Jim and Tim?"
"The twin terrors? Sure? I remember them," she shrugged. "What about them?"
"Well, rather than coerce any payments out of GJ, they chose to just have me tell you that if you didn't help, they would, and I quote, 'Turn your life into flaming rubble.'"
"Well, what more could a girl want," Shego said with surprising aplomb. "Where, and when?"
"Now," he told her. "My jet is outside on the beach."
"Just let me pack. Oh, and one thing. No one is getting into my brain?"
"No, it's a one-way immersion. You go in, and wake up Kim. That's all," Wade told her. "My word. Anne, and I, will be monitoring everything," he said pointedly.
"All right. I don't want anyone else operating the doohickey, though, except you. Wouldn't be the first time that harpy tried to pull a fast one on me."
"But you are straight now," Wade frowned.
Shego only grinned.
"Sure, kid. Sure."
Wade didn't like the sound of that. At all. Just then, he wasn't going to comment.
KP
"You can't beat me," Kim hissed, standing over the battered woman in green and black. "No one can," she shouted at the dark skies still raining Lil' Diablos.
"Wanna bet, Princess," a sardonic voice growled from behind her.
"Shego," Kim turned to face her. "But…..?"
"I gotta hand it to you, Kimmie," the newly arrived Shego drawled as she sauntered over to her wearing not her usual catsuit, but a very thin negligee of translucent green silk that left nothing to the imagination. "When you decide to step off the edge, you don't mess around," the sardonic woman grinned as she looked around.
"Who are you….? What are you," she demanded, glancing from the fallen felon at her feet to the sensual image that stopped just inches from where she stood.
"Don't you get it, Kimmie," she called her. "I'm the real Shego. The one you really want."
"N-N-No," she hissed, but didn't lift her clenched fists.
"I've known from the first time you looked at me when you came busting into Dr. D's lab. I saw how you just stopped, and stared, drooling over my hot body," Shego grinned.
"No," Kim echoed, her voice a softer squeak now, shaking her head as she turned away, about to flee.
"Yes," Shego said, and reached out and spun her around, slamming her against a nearby pillar. "And I've watched as you grew up, and matured, and still drooled all over my hot, gorgeous body."
"I'm not like that," she hissed. "I'm not! I'm not!"
"I know what you are. I knew that every punch was actually you hitting yourself. Driving your own desires back. Or trying," Shego taunted.
"No, no, no," Kim shook her head vehemently.
"But I do know something else, Kimmie," she cooed, her dark lips close to Kim's own.
"Wh-What," she croaked, her green eyes wide, unable to look away from the face only inches from her own.
"You're asleep, Princess. You're stuck in your own nightmare, and you really need to wake up. See, if you want moi, the real moi, you need to…wake up," Shego whispered even as she pressed her lips against Kim's own, and suddenly Kim's arms were wrapped tightly around her, clinging to her as if for her very life.
KP
Shego gave a ragged gasp, coming awake instantly even as she sat up on the gurney set next to Kim's bed, and gaped with wide eyes around her.
"Holy…crap!"
"Shego?"
"Anne….?"
The woman stared at her, then back at Kim. "Did it work? Did I reach her?"
"Sssseg'," Kim's voice was heard as if on cue muttering around the tubes still in her mouth.
"Are you awake, Kimmie," she turned, carelessly tearing the leads from her head as she moved to lean over the redhead, and grinning as she saw the familiar green eyes fluttering open.
"Ssssegg," she murmured again, her eyes obviously held open by sheer will just then.
"Welcome back, Princess," she grinned. "Guess your brothers won't vaporize me now," she grinned, not sure if they had been bluffing, or not. It was hard to tell with those two. It was hard to tell with any lunatic, and those two, she knew, were villains in the making. Still, why take chances?
"Luf ouuuu, tu," she murmured, and then her eyes slowly lowered as Shego faced the astonished stares around her.
"Oh, this is good," Dr. Director drawled from the door. "I have to know what happened in there. Ready to report, Gordeaux?"
"It's Shego, and you know it, harpy," she growled back, but still stared at Kim's peaceful visage.
Then all eyes dropped, and she looked down to notice only then that Kim's closest hand had reached out to grab her own.
"Dr. Stavru," Anne asked, tearing her eyes from that sight to the doctor monitoring the link.
"The module is completely shut down, Dr. Possible. Her vitals are strong, and normal. She is….only sleeping. Normal sleep," he grinned.
"We should keep an eye on her, and have Shego stay close, just in case," Wade suggested before anyone else could speak. "We have to make sure she came out of it completely, and this wasn't just a fluke."
"Agreed," Dr. Director nodded her agreement. "But we also need to know exactly what you experienced, Shego," she remarked blandly. "It might help us better treat her," she went on with a nod before turning away.
Shego didn't believe her for a second.
Nosy bitch.
To Be Continued…