Kim let out a sigh when she finally came home, followed through the door by her parents.
She went straight to the couch and sat down, in a weird way, a little bit as if she was pregnant, trying not to bend too much. This one was the worst; she used her abs so many times during the day without ever realizing it. The leg wound was bad, but because it was in the thigh if she sat down she was more or less fine. But the abs, every time she breathed it hurt.
Her parents were keeping an eye on her while they closed the door and put down all the things they brought to the hospital before.
Her mother then went to sit by her side.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay on your own?"
"I'll be fine mom. I still have a week or two before I can go back to the office, I'll stay here, work a little from here; everything will be just fine."
"Kimmie cub, are you sure? Because we can stay here a little longer, it's not like it's the first time your brothers blew something up."
"Don't worry daddy, I can take care of myself, and you have to go home and take care of everything else because of the tweebs"
Ann Possible couldn't let that go.
"Kim."
"Sorry, Jim and Tim"
"Aren't you a little old to use that nickname?"
"No, mom, it's about how they act, not about me. If I was you, I'd be worried about what will happen to the world once they leave for college, with neither of you here to calm them down."
"The world will be fine honey, and their college will just need a good insurance. So where is your cat?"
"Daddy, could you give me her dry food box please?"
Once it was in her hands, she shook it and right away a cat came running but she stopped when she saw the strangers.
The cat was mostly black, with some white spots and dark green eyes, and it didn't seem happy at all.
It made a strong meowing, like some kind of complain before just turning around and leaving.
"That was her. That was my cat."
Shego was stretching a little as she walked into the kitchen, her arms raised above her head in the middle of a yawn when she saw the two men around her table.
"What are you staring at?!"
"Nothing"
They both replied really fast, they had gotten used to the green woman and her moods, especially in the morning.
"What do you think you are doing here?!"
Without a word agent Storms got up and gave her a croissant and cup of coffee.
"Good boy"
He frowned but kept his mouth shut, he had learned to let it go, and that when it came to criminals, that one in particular, bribes helped a lot.
It was the case for agent Du, who still on his chair gave a look at the woman, she should have known, and replied.
"Now that Miss Possible is back in her apartment we are watching her place at night, so that you can rest and work properly during the day, we are to wake you if anything happen."
"So the princess is all good?"
She more or less asked Mikey, in her cup; maybe if she ignored the annoying one he'd speak less.
"She is fine, though she is kind of restless in her sleep, even with the pain meds. Probably nightmares"
"Hmm"
She turned around without saying anything more, so the other two followed, to find her in front of the TV eating on the couch.
She glanced at them before going back to her show; she was trying not to smile while she watched them fidget in the corner of her eye.
After a few minutes she asked them.
"So what's up for today?"
Of course the doofus couldn't help himself, he straightened even more than he already was.
"You are to follow Miss Possible everywhere she goes and make sure she stays safe, no matter what it might cost you, while we are going to leave now, but you can call us if you need anything, regarding this mission; and an ice-cream is not a need."
"Why do you need to be two to simply watch a few screens?"
She could see the muscles work in the doofus jaw, but he gave her an answer anyway; facing her smirk.
"We don't. It was just for the first night. We worked on a planning, and from now on we will switch, but one will take the night shift while the other one will be available during the day."
"Are you staying Mikey?"
"No, I'm off to get some rest"
He joined the act to his words and walked out the room, to take his coat and leave.
This time she followed him.
"What? Why? Don't I get to have a say in who I'd rather work with?"
"No, he lost rock paper scissors so he stays with you first, with no sleep until tonight"
"Two out of three?"
"Yes"
"Didn't you hear that it's not as fair at it was, don't you want to try a rock paper scissors lizard Spock?"
"No"
With that final word he stepped out the door to his time off.
The green woman, one hand against the doors turned around when she heard someone clear his throat.
Will Du was standing there, arms crossed, he seemed slightly amused.
"We need to talk about how things are going to be, and I don't think Miss Possible will want to get out of her apartment anytime soon, so now is a perfect time. Then I'll go too and be on call."
Shego hopes came crashing down when he finished.
"It probably only take a few hours."
She could only groan at that.
Kim woke up in a moan; the morning was always the worst, the pain meds wore off during the night and the move she had to do to get up always stretched her stomach a little too much.
Resting on the side of the bed, she took some time to breathe; she took one last breath and got up.
Slowly she made her way to the kitchen; first thing first, she needed to make coffee.
Leaning on the table she was listening to the coffee machine, when her cat came in climbed on a chair then on the table; she sat down and gave a look at her human.
"Okay, okay, I'm on it"
It took her more time than she expected to get a plate and give some dry food to her cat.
It was really annoying, it was something she did nearly every day, and now everything she did was difficult, even this.
And the cat was not happy, she meowed eyeing her food.
"Not today"
The cat meowed again before pushing the plate to the side with her paw.
"Fine"
With her brand new average speed Kim opened a tuna can and gave it to her now satisfied cat.
Now the most important thing left to do, drink her coffee…and take some pain meds.
On her side Shego was polishing her claws, I mean nails.
She looked up once again at the screen.
"This reality TV show sucks!"
This was getting on her nerves; it's true the last thing she wanted was to see Kim Possible again but this was even worse than she had expected.
Sometimes she thought about what it would be like to face Kimmie again; she pictured it with a fight and a lot of anger, maybe some frustrations between them after all they'd been through together.
Here she was seeing the princess and she was different, she seemed down; her own cat was ruling over her.
She wanted to get in her flat and shake her, scream at her, make her see what kind of person she had become. Get her old Kimmie back, a feisty red head.
She was going to…wait something was happening. Kim went to open her door.
The green woman was shocked to see the buffoon, even more like this; he looked like…a man.
He had grown, gained a little muscle but she was staring at his face, he had a beard…what the f…