"Come on Mikey. You can do it. Push."

Said Shego in a completely bored tone while doing her nails leaning against a wall.

The GJ agent Mikeal Storms hated being called Mikey, but he didn't dare to do anything about it, how could he, she was Shego. He had already lost his eyebrows the first day when she made him paint the place. He hoped they would grow back just like they were before.

At that moment his face was red because of the effort, he was finally pushing the brand new couch in the flat, black and green, as usual.

With a last grunt it was over, he sat on the floor, where he was and breathed. It's a simple thing but you don't really realize how good it can feel.

Shego on her side was having a blast, these agents were so much fun, and she particularly like this one, after all he was the only one who had enough guts to stand up to her, at least he tried to at first.

"Don't you think it would look better on the other side of the room?"

"No, it's perfect here."

"I'm not sure."

The doofus came in, Will Du, what an annoying boy, though his oblivious side could be funny, not enough to make him bearable.

"Hey doofus, what are you doing here today?"

"Just one last thing I have to install, and the video system will be ready."

He went to the other room, followed by the thief; she didn't like to let this one free in what was her temporary home.

She looked as bored as always while she was watching him do something on the computer of this room and then everything was on, she could see every single room in Kimmie's flat.

"Ah, do we really need to see what happens in her toilet?"

"What if someone decide to hide here?'

Once again, oblivious, and the worst part was that he didn't get when she was sarcastic, which was a lot.

"Did you put a video camera in her shower too?"

Asked Shego leaning over the boy to look at the multiples screen this wall was covered by.

Agent Du laughed awkwardly, but made the smart choice not to say anything.

Kim looked up from her computer when she heard someone knock on her open door; she frowned at the two strangers. A couple, the man was well built, black, really short hair, in a suit and the woman was nearly as tall as he was, brown long hair and black eyes, she was the one to open the conversation.

"We are sorry to disturb you Miss Possible, but we have a few questions to ask you, I know you already saw our colleague officer Shaw, but something came up. I'm detective Santana and this is detective Johnson."

He nodded in her direction when his partner introduced him.

"Hello" Was all Kim said.

"We have a picture to show you, we'd like to know if you recognize that man."

"Ok"

The man held a picture up to her face; she looked at it for a few seconds, to be sure, before she replied.

"Yes, I recognize this man; he is the one who shot me. What happened to him?"

"His body was found last night in Central Park."

"Was he killed?"

"Well the bullet hole would suggest it wasn't a jogging accident."

The woman glared at her partner who looked elsewhere before replying.

"He was shot three days ago, the circumstances are not clear."

"I didn't kill him!"

She wasn't sure what came over her, it was stronger than her; she had to say it. She wasn't a murderer.

"We know that Miss. We needed to be sure, even if he fit the description you made. It changes the way our investigation will be going. I was told you refused any kind of protection, do you wish to change that?"

"No, I'm fine I can take care of myself."

Detective Santana nodded and glanced at her partner.

"Okay, then, this is it for now, we've bothered you enough as it is, we will let you rest now."

"No problem. Wait! Could you keep me posted on how is the investigation going?"

All she got was another nod from the female as she made her way out, leaving Kim alone in her room; where she frowned forgetting about what she was doing before they came.

After a while she opened a new window on her computer, she needed to contact Wade to see if he could do something about her apartment's security.

Shego hadn't been this bored in years, she was more or less stuck in this flat, though she wondered how accurate this ankle bracelet would be, how far she could go.

The GJ agents were supposed to come once in a while, and it had already been a few days since she last saw Mikey, she had done her clothes shopping, redecorated, all that of course was paid by Cyclop.

And of course she couldn't go to buy groceries because they wouldn't let her buy what she wanted to, it couldn't cost too much. She already had that problem with her clothes, but managed to go shop since she had to try clothes on.

So now here she was in the main room, the TV on, throwing cards in the air before literally burning them down. She'd make the doofus clean that the next time he'd come.

She was disturbed in her activity when she heard some bip, she knew that noise, and the rhythm was familiar.

She stopped her movements, frowned. Ha, here it was again.

She put down her cards when she got up to see where that was coming from.

The screen room as she liked to call it, the noise was loud here, and on every screen she could see the same face she didn't see in years.

She lost some green to her face from the shock, there was a black teen with braided hair, he had lost some weight but you could still recognize his face.

"Nerdlinger ?"

"Shego?!"

She felt her confidence coming, her attitude as well.

"Obviously, so… how did you get this thing to make noise?"

She said touching the screen in front of her, leaving finger marks. He just raised an eyebrow.

"I used the loudspeaker they plugged on to be able to listen to the mics they put in Kim's flat."

"I'll be able to hear her?!"

"Yeah! Shego…when…how…where were you all this time?!"

"I took some vacations on a private island; you know me"

She was watching her nails while saying this sentence.

"You were on vacation! Do you know what your disappearance did to Kim?!"

"I'm sure she had a blast; wait! That was me! She tried to kill me and you want me to sympathize with her?!"

"Shego you know she didn't mean …"

"I don't care! She did it; it all comes down to it. And you know what the worst thing is, I'm wanted for stealing in many countries, and she tried to kill me, to kill me! But hey! For her it's okay, because she is Kim Freaking Possible!"

Wade looked to his left for a second before looking back at the green woman again.

"Then what are you doing here? Watching over her like? Are you planning your revenge?"

"How did you find this computer? I thought she wasn't working with you anymore?"

"You reply to a question with another question, why?"

"I don't know; why won't you give me a straight answer either?"

He sighed before giving in.

"She doesn't go on missions anymore, but I can provide many informations with my skills. Because of her actual situation she asked me to check her security system and try to upgrade it. Your turn."

"I'm kind of doing some freelance for GJ, Doctor director personally asked me to make sure that Kim was safe for a while, and with the right price, we came to an agreement."