So many apologies to those who have been waiting for an update. Chances are, by now, you've already mastered the different sign concept, but if not, it's on the first chapter. This is also supposed to be weeks after chapter 1 takes place.

Disclaimer: Kim Possible is not my own; it belongs to Disney.

(Kim's POV)

Ron's brown eyes dazzle under the moonlight. I lean forward to kiss him, but Rufus gets between us. Tears roll down my cheek as I remember what happened.

"Ki-Kim," Ron mumbles. I nod. He's been trying really hard lately to remember. Ron's made progress, but there's still a lot left to go. "Kim love Ron?" he asks so innocently, that I begin to cry. Suddenly my dad comes out.

"Kimmie Cub, it's time to take Ronald back to his room. Your mother says he'll be in good hands, as always." I should have known it was too good to be true. Even with Ron recovering, it's still hard to accept that he's mentally disabled for now. I help him back inside his hospital room, and my dad and I leave.

I stay awake until 4 in the morning with my mind switching from Ron to Shego. Shego. Maybe I should call her; it's her battle too. As if by magic, my phone rings with Shego's number. I spill all my problems, questions, and concerns; she does the same. We offer each other advice, then we just talk about girl-stuff. "Shego, do you remember when you, Ron, and I teamed up to stop your brothers? That was fun, and it was nice being able to get along," I confess.

"Yeah, Princess, it was. But I can't come to the good side; it'll ruin my image, and my brothers will beg me to recreate Team Go. I can't do that to you, Dr. D., myself, or anyone. I'm sorry, Kim." We say goodbye, hang up, and the importance of Shego calling me by my name hits me.

"Possible!" My head jerks up from my desk. Uh oh, it's Monday. Mr. Barkin is towering above me. I smile unsurely. Wait, it's summer. How did Mr. Barkin get here, and why am I at a desk? Then I notice it's a psychologist's office. I groan. "Possible, why do you think you are here?"

"Because my boyfriend's in the hospital?"

"WRONG! Because you need help dealing with the stress of saving the world and Stoppable being hospitalized." He carries on for hours; I groan. This will be a very long summer.

(Shego's POV)

I wake up in the middle in the night with sweat drenching my bed. Why is it so hard to sleep once you learn the truth about your past? I stand up and walk over to Dr. D.'s room, but he's sound asleep. I return to my room and plop down on my bed. My head falls into my hands; I can't shake the upset of these past few weeks. Maybe my new sister is up too. Maybe we can talk.

"Hey, Shego. You up too?" Kim asks when she answers.

"Would I be calling you in the middle of the night if I wasn't up?" I ask in reply. We talk for at least an hour before we're both too tired to carry on a conversation. When she brings up my brothers, my heart skips a beat. I completely forgot about how this would affect them! Finally, we hang up; I bet our phone bills are through the roof by now.

"Bye, Shego. Maybe we can meet up and talk soon."

"Yeah, maybe we can. Bye, Kim." I hang up and cry. "I love you, sister. I always have and always will." As those words leave my lips, my entire world comes crashing down. My guard has fallen, and I can never be the tough villainess I had worked so hard to become. "I love you, Kim. Never forget that."

The next day passes quietly for me, but Dr. D. takes no notice. He's always too busy with his epic failures to notice me. How can he call us an evil family if he holds back and takes no notice of the other half. I can't believe I liked him all that time ago. I don't see us as this family; I see us the evil (and insane) scientist and his heartless sidekick who happens to have more power. I wonder what my sister's up to. Ugh! I have got to get her out of my mind before I lose it!

"Shego, would you come here? I need help with this machine." I go over and mash the red button; it starts up. Tears begin to fall from my eyes, and I make a dash for my room. "Shego, what's wrong? You can tell me anything; we're family."

"NO! Go away! I never want to see you again!" I scream as I throw a pillow at Dr. D. I hear voices in the hallway. I look up and see Kim in the door. She's been crying too.

"Enemies or not, we're still family. Start talking, sister. You're not alone."