Doctor director installed Shego herself, in her new flat. She was carrying loads of luggage while of course the green woman walked in with only a small green bag.

"Okay, Shego, this is it."

Said the one eyed woman while she put down the bags, relieved at last, but that was really not the case for the green woman.

"This can't be, it's…horrible!"

She was looking all around her, disgusted by the decoration, floral wallpaper, and they expected her to live in her, it looked as if it was designed by a grannie.

"I can't live here!"

"I'm pretty sure you'll discover that you will."

"Oh no! No way!"

"This apartment is right next to the Kim's, in which we are installing some video camera all over the place just as we speak. You'll be able to see her all the time and you'll be ready in case something happen."

"So what? You'll just give me a key?"

"Definitely not. With your powers, if something goes wrong you can make your way throw the door or even a wall"

"How discreet. And don't think I forgot about my new living quarters, I want a raise!"

"Haha no way, you signed a contract, no raise, you won't get more than what we agreed on. And more so, you'll have to be careful with your wardrobe, no more green, you can't use your colors while you follow her, you'd be too obvious"

Instantly the fire light up, and green flames surrounded Shego's hand.

"You can't make me live like that."

"You read it, you signed it, and since you are under the radar you can't really do anything about it, and threatening me won't work."

Shego turned off the heat before speaking again.

"I could just disappear now that you brought me to a big city."

"The bracelet on your ankle begs to differ."

"I hate you!"

"Get in line that's exactly what the scientist told me when I told them I'd take all their plasma proof material to make this nice little ornament."

"Rub it in, rub it in, you wait, you'll see."

"Complete this mission Miss Go."

"What's gotten into you today? You are on fire, and not the way I'd like."

"Do you have any idea how much money I'll be saving with you here and not on an island?!"

"Whatever, don't care. But I'll need paint, black and green."

"Shego, what if someone sees the inside of your apartment?"

"Who cares, not everyone will think I'm a sexy wanted, by the cops, woman. And if Kimmie can see inside my apartment she'll most likely see me so…"

"Fine, you have few days left before she gets back, use it well, get confortable. And by the way, there is a balcony, you can't really see on her side, we put some glass and a plant, but don't go there while she is out on her own balcony."

"Bla bla bla, I need to find someone to do these things for me."

"What?! No you're not! You want to change it, you do it!"

"And where is the rest of your staff? They were supposed to bring what's left of my stuff."

"I asked them to give us a few minutes"

"Oh, you want to spend some alone time with me! That's…scary."

Betty just shook her head on her way out, knowing full well that there was nothing more she could do here and now, and that Shego would most likely threaten one of her agent as soon as she can to make him do whatever she want to.

The green woman yelled one last thing at her door.

"I'll need money to buy new clothes! If you want to me to be incognito!"

The director let out a sigh, thank god she was gone.

Kim Possible was already famous as a teen and now her face was once again on the front page of every paper she saw, with a sigh she closed the one she was reading.

She was even less in the mood after the phone call from the mayor and other politicians, they were probably covering their backs in case she went into politics soon, after all they knew she had a good chance at being elected at…whatever.

Her parents came back for this day visit, like they did the day before, like they did every day since she was in this hospital. Her father smiled and she still couldn't get used to his white hair, it seemed one day it was brown and the other all white, when her mother just had a white streak in her bangs.

She smiled back at her aging parents before she used the triangle above her head to raise herself in a sitting position in a groan.

"You know, I still think you don't need to be here. I'm fine."

Her father spoke while her mother sat herself down in the chair by the bed.

"Kimmie cub, we want to be here, you were hurt so you don't have a choice, next time don't get shot"

She was blushing because of the nickname.

"Sure dad, I'll try not to next time"

"Kim you know we are here for you, no matter what, we even met some nice people in you security squad"

"They are still here?! I told them to leave, that I didn't need to be protected"

"We know Kimmie cub, but they told us they are here to protect the other people in the hospital in case something goes wrong, if someone decided to attack you here."

Of course what her father wasn't telling her was that he had made sure that they would stay here, he wanted to do what he could to keep his children safe, and it's a good excuse to put the blame on them for being overprotective this time.

"So mom, did they tell you when I could finally leave?"

"Not exactly, not for a few days, maybe even one more week, you got lucky, but they want to be sure you are fit to live on your own, since you don't want anyone to live with you to help."

She gave her daughter a look that meant she disapproved; she even had proposed to stay in the city to help, saying it could be like a vacation, they didn't get to spend that much time with her anymore.

"It's okay mom, don't worry, I'm already doing great! And you know I won't be alone, I have my cat."

"Yes, the famous cat we keep hearing about but never meet"

"She is not really good with people, sorry."

"We've guessed, we went back to feed her again today, and we still didn't see her"

"She is probably hiding somewhere, watching you. Anyway, did you bring me what I asked for ?"

"No, we already told you, we won't bring any work related folder here."

"But it's not…"

"We checked."

"Fine."

She laid back down, crossing her arms and started to pout.

Her father smiled, if she was like that she was doing better, and it would be better for him to resist this pout.

"I'm going to take drinks from the distributor."

So she turned to her mother still in pouting mode.

"Can't you ask them to let me go?"

"Yes"

The face of her daughter lit up for a second before she finished.

"But I won't."

"Why mommy?"

She used a slightly higher voice, to make it sound more childish.

Ann Possible just smiled and shook her head, this was her daughter, it was strange to see her more like herself then she had been in a while; pain meds were working wonder for her baby girl.