Mikael was turning in the kitchen, like a tiger in a cage; he was worried.
He knew he had interrupted them, twice, but he couldn't stay here and listen to them moan and moan and have sex, or whatever they were doing. He blushed.
One of them was going to kill him; he looked at the door. Maybe he should just leave?
No, it was too late; if he wanted to leave he shouldn't have called them for coffee.
So he turned again.
Shego was brushing down her hair with her hand when she walked in the kitchen to come face to face with Mikey who looked like a deer caught in some headlights, motionless, eyes wide.
The green woman cleared her throat.
"Coffee"
As fast as he could he filled a cup and gave it to her, hands slightly shaking and an uncomfortable smile on his face.
She was glaring at him from behind her cup. This was kind of fun to see him like that.
She nearly chuckled when she saw him become as white as a sheet; she could feel Kimmie behind her so she tensed.
Kim was in a mood, not only were they interrupted when it was getting good, but Shego as usual had to act like a tease just before she left her bedroom.
She groaned a little when she got in the kitchen, she couldn't help herself, she checked out the green woman, again.
So she turned her frustration to the trespasser.
"How did you get in?! And who told you you could?!"
Miss Possible was scarier than the thief, it was strange but it was the case for him.
He didn't think he could speak so he just pointed his finger towards Shego.
The green woman didn't turn around, but Kim could see her back tense; Kim walked up behind Shego, so close that she pushed her breasts in the thief back and her breath was going against the other woman's neck.
"You gave him my key"
Shego tried to turn around but was stopped by Kimmie's hands on her waist; she turned what she could, her face.
"He delivers food, and…stuff"
Okay, that sounded pathetic, and on the bright side it seemed that her princess was getting back to her old self.
The red head let Shego go, walked up to the GJ agent and held out her hand.
"Key"
Storms went through his pockets, nearly tearing his pants when he finally found it; then he slowly gave it to the red head, letting it drop from his hand to the other, without touching it and pulling back his hand as soon as it was done.
He didn't want her to grab him.
When it was done he was looking at her angry face, but got distracted by Shego behind her, she was making signs, trying to tell him something; pointing to the side? Behind him? What?!
He frowned; he didn't get it.
Shego sighed and tried to mouth it; she was pretty sure he understood when he opened his mouth in an O shape.
He did as he was told and as fast as he had done before, he gave a cup of coffee to Miss Possible.
She accepted it without saying a word, still glaring at him.
After a long minute of watching him squirm under her gaze Kim told him:
"You can leave, now"
He didn't know how to act, fast he moved as close to the door as he could without leaving the room, making sure that the green woman was between him and HER before he spoke, a mix between mumbling and babbling.
"Actually…I…you see…she said…and then…but…"
The thief raised an eyebrow, this kind of things was always fun, and from the corner of her eye she could see that her princess was a little amused too; but she cut the chase anyway.
"Out with it Mikey"
He was really pale and looking at Kim when he replied.
"I have to speak with Shego, before I…go"
At that second he never regretted anything as much as he did messing with Miss Possible, if looks could kill…
Kim put her cup of coffee on the table, too hard, it made a noise before she spoke.
"Then go ahead, she is right here"
She crossed her arms. Was it twisted that Shego thought she looked hot and bothered, in more way than one. This was getting worse, she had realized before that her train of thoughts could get off track, that she was starting things she shouldn't, but since their…make out session…
God! This was getting worse! She couldn't control her thoughts, and her body reacted on its own because of it. She hated losing control, even less this time, it was kind of… but sill!
She shifted a little, rubbing her thighs together. It didn't help. She groaned.
Mikael was oblivious to the thief's…trouble. He was staring at Possible; he could do it, he had to be brave. He swallowed whatever was in his throat before he finally said the word.
"Alone"
He took a step back when Kim took one forwards. He didn't want to die.
He did the only thing he could think of at the time he called for help.
"Shego!"
That got her out of her horny little world, she groaned again when she looked at Kimmie. She shouldn't have looked! She knew she shouldn't have. And…it seemed she had missed something.
"What?"
Mikey spoke so fast she barely understood him.
"I need to speak to you alone, now, before she murders me!"
Well…that was a way out.
"Living room"
She followed him out, fast; without looking back, without looking back…she did it!
She was celebrating her small achievement inside when she remembered that Mikey needed to speak to her. He was so scared it had to be important. In a second she was serious again.
"What's going on?"
"You need to know; it would seem that whoever is behind it is on the side of justice"
"I thought the justice was supposed to be on the good side, and last time I checked killing people was not a good thing"
The pressure was progressively going down, it started when he got out of the kitchen and it was getting even better now that the thief was sarcastic.
"I meant whoever wants her dead could be in the police or even work closely with Possible"
"She is going back to work in two day?"
Agent Storms nodded and Shego sighed, then spoke again.
"Great. Any other good news?"
"I'm not sure what kind of news it is but, we got this information from someone we arrested, and thanks to him, we nearly arrested somebody else, a woman, who was supposed to do something in the building on the other side of the street"
"Sniper?"
"We're not sure; maybe"
"Even better"
The green woman sighed again and walked until she was a foot away from the balcony window; without turning around she told to the GJ agent.
"We need bullet proof glass, for every window here, and it should be done as discretely as possible"
"People will know anyway"
"Some, but it needs to stay a small number. Are these walls solid?"
She put her hand on the wall by her side.
"I'm pretty sure they are solid enough"
"It wouldn't be for me"
"Shego, we would have to move her to another location, and with her going back to work soon, it could be easier to attack her out there"
The green woman turned around, arms crossed, frowning.
"Are we going to have a team wherever we'll go, undercover, protecting Kimmie with me"
"We could get you some agents, but she refused to be protected by any other person than you, and I'm pretty sure I don't even need to ask her about moving"
"Maybe I could…"
Shego was cut off by a voice coming from the kitchen.
"I'm not going anywhere! This is my home!"
Storms was annoyed, he wanted to speak to the thief, not the used to be hero, and how could she hear them from the other room? They didn't speak that loud, did they?
"She could hear?"
Mikey had lowered his voice, nearly whispering; on the other hand Shego was laughing, maybe it was the nerves.
"Well you know what they say?"
"What do they say?"
"I'm never, never, going to repeat it. I heard it enough before I went on my island"
He ignored the comment about the island, there was no point in correcting the woman; they both knew what was the truth.
"That doesn't help, at all. You either said too much or not enough. I don't see how she could listen to us from there"
"Anything is possible for a Possible!"
And here she was again! He should have kept on whispering. He was going to roll his eyes but stopped when he saw something. The thief…
"Did you just shiver?"
"No!"
Shego had replied all too fast, and she was getting more…green.
"Are you blushing?!"
This time the really green woman didn't reply, she just glared at him.
Mikael couldn't stop it from going out.
"Oh my god! Is it some kind of kink?!"
They turned they head instantly when they heard something break.
Kim was in the kitchen's doorway, red as a tomato, mouth slightly open, and what was left of a cup of coffee at her feet.
Shego turned back to Mikael and pushed him on his shoulder.
Kimmie made some kind of weird noise, her throat, her mouth… and the red came up even worse on her cheeks.
Shego was going from Mikey to Kimmie. After a few seconds, the green woman held the man's gaze and said.
"Go"
One word was all he needed to run to take his jacket on his way out. He was nearly there, his hand on the handle when the thief spoke to him one last time.
"Take care of the paper work, she will accept a protection detail when she is out of the apartment, and a guard at the building's door"
Shego raised an eyebrow at the red head, who just stood there; of course her silence had to mean that she agreed.
The GJ agent must have shared her opinion because he glanced at Kimmie before looking back at the green woman. He nodded and went back to full speed on his way out.
But he heard something before the door on his way out, the first part of a sentence.
"Anything is…"
He had slammed the door was completely shut, he didn't want to hear anything else, he was already blushing, after all, he was only a man, and they were two se… And he was gone.