Ron buckled himself in to the plane's seat. Beside him, Yori was doing the same. "So what's the verdict?" He asked her, uncharacteristically serious.
"I believe it is them." She replied with equal gravity.
"Are you sure?" Granted, he agreed, but then again, he wasn't known for his keen deductive skills. Or his intuition, really. Or his intelligence. Or-
"Yes. I am." She stated, breaking him from his self deprivation. "If it was a deception, it was remarkably thorough."
It did seem like that to Ron. The two of them had spent a week with 'Kim' and 'Shego' and, well...they hadn't changed at all, really. But still, they'd been dead for who knows how many months. And besides, stranger things had happen to him. It came with the territory. After all, Kim used to boast that she 'could do anything.' And then there was her family motto...
And it certainly seemed like Kim was dead set on proving them both right.
Ron leaned back into his chair, looking forward to the day when Kim would be fully healed, and Team Possible could get back to doing their thing. He, Kim, Shego, Yori, and-
"I forgot Rufus!" Ron shout, bolting upright. He turned to Yori, seized her shoulders and shook her lightly, hoping to impress upon her the seriousness of the situation. "I left him in the car!"
Yori grinned, and unbuttoned one of her belt pouches, pulling a snoozing pink rodent from it's interior.
"Did you remember to give Rufus to Yori?" Kim asked as Shego shifted the car into gear, and pull out of the airport's parking structure.
"Yes mom."
The drive went in silence until they returned to the city's outskirts.
"It was nice to see them again." Kim said pleasantly. "Do you think we scarred them enough?"
"Are you kidding?" Shego managed through bursts of laughter. "We only had a week to mess with them. We've only begun to make up for lost time."
"Yeah." Kim grinned, taking one of Shego's hands in hers. "We should do this more often."
"Sure, why not?" Shego drawled. "Let's just invite the rest of our friends over, two by two. Hey! We're not dead! Look how much we haven't changed!"
Kim looked at her incredulously. "What do you mean, 'haven't changed'?"
"Well," Shego said in mock thoughtfulness. "You're still little Miss Perfect." She poked Kim's shoulder for emphasis. "And I," Shego returned her hand to her chest and feigned modesty. "Am still your lovely character foil."
"My what?" Kim looked at her, surprised.
"Your Yin." Shego clarified.
"Oh."
"Director, we have a new report from one of our informants." An agent informed Will Du.
He was currently sitting at his desk, massaging his temples and wondering how Dr. Director had ever managed this job.
"Which one?" He asked, looking up.
The agent checked the file he was clutching. "Cyclops sir."
The change in his demeanor was remarkable. He shot upward snatched the file away from his subordinate. He flipped through it frantically, eagerly pouring over every detail of the report. He paused on the last page, and his eyes widened.
"Prep three combat teams for immediate deployment. Have the mechanics fuel the scipii, and ready the mobile command centre." He took a pen, and scratched a series of numbers on a spare sheet of paper. "And send a transport to these coordinates." He handed the slip to the junior agent.
Once the agent was gone, and the door to his office re-sealed, Director Du turned to stare at the various monitors behind his desk, taking in their contents. "So here we are at the endgame." He muttered to no one in particular. Then he swore. "Took him long enough."
A/N: Yes, it's short. Sue me. I'm still getting back into the hang of things.
On the bright side, my schedule should be pretty free for the next few weeks.
Hopefully, I'll be able to upload more.
-okay, I officially hate the program I use to write this, because it looses so many things during the copy/paste process.