"Kim, have you decided on whose place to go over first for the holiday?"

The redhead had made an impromptu visit to her girlfriend's apartment and was currently attempting to cook in the kitchen. Shego was leaning on the doorway and grinning to herself as Kim hustled about the kitchen.

"Um, not really, I was going to talk to you about that today, actually... I was thinking we head over to my parents' first and then make the trip to Go City. We can probably stay at my parents' the week until Christmas Eve and make the drive over on Christmas Day? Would that be ok?"

"Sure, sounds good. My family doesn't really do much on Christmas morning, usually we have a big dinner on the Eve and the night of Christmas. Shouldn't be a problem if we skipped the Eve dinner."

"Ok, that sounds good."

"I'll give my mom a call then to let her know. The Wegos are probably going to head over to Go City a week earlier, so we don't have to worry about ferrying them too in the car."

Kim nodded as she wiped her brow on her sleeve. Clearly making chicken pot pie looked harder than it did in the recipe book. She was glad Shego didn't ask, or tease, her about what she was making. She turned to look at the doorway and Shego had already disappeared to the living room to make the phone call.

"Hello, Godeaux residence."

"Hi, mom."

"Sheridan! What a nice surprise to hear from you! I trust you're calling about Christmas?"

"Yep, I'll be heading over on Christmas Day."

"With your girlfriend, I presume?"

"Yes..." Shego shook her head. News travels fast in her family, she thought.

"Oh, come now, I know you must think I pry into your life, but your brothers sure like to talk."

"I know, Mom. The twins really can't keep their mouths shut."

Her mother laughed on the other end. "They take after your father, you know that. Anyway, so Kim will be coming with you?"

"Yes, if it's ok with you and Dad. We're still figuring out whether we can go over to Kim's parents' place the week before, but our work schedules are busy up until Christmas Eve..."

"It'll be no problem if you come by on Christmas Day. Should I set up the guest room or will she be sharing with you?"

Even though her mom was on the other end of the line, Shego still blushed. "We can just share my room."

"Ok, dear. Also, Horace wants to pass you a message." Her mother sounded like she was going to laugh, but then cleared her throat. "'Tell Shego that I need to speak with her in private once she comes home,' he says. That boy sure knows when to push your buttons."

Shego groaned. "Mom, on second thought, how about I don't-"

"Don't you walk away from him, Sheridan. Your brother may be an uptight wad, but he's still family. I think it would make for great entertainment if you and Horace have another argument over dinner."

"It's fun for you to watch, of course, but he'd just hurt not only my, but Kim's feelings too."

Shego could hear her mother shush her brother over the phone. After a minute of silence, her mother finally spoke, "Sorry, dear, I had to shoo away your brother because he seemed like he really wanted to wrestle the phone out of my hands to talk to you. I know how you feel about his meddling, but as much as you don't want him there, he will still be at the dinner on Christmas Day. He is family, after all."

"Mom, you sure Horace wasn't adopted?"

Her mother laughed. "I endured twenty hours of labour just to push him out of my womb. I'm dead certain he's not adopted."

Shego smiled. "All right. Just keep him on his leash or something. I really don't want him offending Kim."

"Who's going to offend me?" asked Kim as she sat down on the couch. She looked a bit dishevelled and still had her apron on.

Shego put a hand over the receiver and said, "My brother Horace." Putting the phone back to her ear, she heard her mom laugh.

"I see you've got company right now. I'll leave you to it, but thank you for calling. You should do it more often... It's not very satisfying to hear how you're doing from your brothers... You know how the twins exaggerate everything."

"I know, Mom, I'll call more in the future."

"Good girl. See you soon! Love you."

"Love you too. Bye."

As Shego hung up, Kim had gone back into the kitchen to check up on dinner. The older woman resumed her original position of leaning on the kitchen doorway. "So, Chef Possible, what's cooking?"

The redhead took off her oven mitts and shut the oven door closed. "It's a secret!"

"Oh? A secret, you say?" Shego waltzed into the kitchen with a predatory glint in her eye.

Honestly, she thought, Kim looks fantastic wearing that apron... Would be better if she wore nothing underneath, but... I can see how she totally checked me out that day... In front of Hana too.

Kim backed up slowly and before she knew it, she found herself caught between her girlfriend and the kitchen counter. She grinned nervously, "Yep, a secret. You'll know when we eat."

Shego grinned. "Sure, but in the meanwhile, let's have-" She leaned closer and whispered breathily into Kim's ear. "-some fun." She kissed Kim's neck as her hand found itself resting on Kim's hip.

"Shego, we're in the kitchen-" Kim was silenced with a rather aggressive kiss that softened immediately after Kim tightened her hold onto the older woman.

It probably wasn't the first time Kim had felt a twinge of lust for her girlfriend. She had noticed that their make-out "sessions" had become more and more passionate as the weeks gone by, but had chalked it up to dealing with the fact that she was working nights to meet deadlines and that Shego had her own projects to complete. Both would come home from work exhausted, but still have enough energy to have an impromptu make-out session before collapsing in bed. Shego was a bit surprised they hadn't taken the sessions any further, but she understood that work was top priority for both of them.

Tonight, on the other hand, was one of those rare days that Kim could get off work early and surprise Shego with a visit. Shego had completed a project the night before and Betty had told her to take a day off before tackling the next deadline. The older woman had spent most of the day sleeping when she was awakened by Kim's noisy entrance into her apartment. So much for surprise, Shego mused as she unconsciously fumbled with the apron. Maybe tonight was just the night where everything might change, she thought. Kim wasn't resisting Shego's advances and seemed to be enjoying the attention.

Lost in her thoughts (and evidently her desires as she suppressed a gasp when Shego's hands travelled upward under her shirt - how did the apron come loose? Shego must've untied it, Kim thought), the redhead suddenly realised that she smelled something burning.

She gasped, "Shego, Shego, the oven."

"Hmm?" Clearly the woman was lost in her own world because her hands were still travelling under her girlfiend's shirt and her lips nibbling on a rather pink spot on Kim's neck.

"The... Chicken pot pies..." The redhead sucked in a deep breath once Shego's hands made their way to her breasts. Not wanting to completely ruin dinner, Kim forcefully extracted herself from Shego and put on the oven mitts again. "They're burning..."

Shego blinked as Kim pushed her away. Recovering from the initial shock that Kim had indeed shied away from her, the first thought that came to mind was: what had possessed her to make a move on Kim like that? Realising that standing around and agonising about it wouldn't help her, she quickly moved to her girlfriend's aid and shut off the oven as Kim took out their dinner.

It wasn't completely burnt, but they'd have to make do without the crust since it was partially charred black. Scratching the back of her neck, Shego made a face. She was upset that she had somehow lost control and ruined their dinner. "Sorry, Kim... I know you worked hard on the pies..."

"It's ok..." Kim shrugged and laughed. "I guess we were having too good a time to have noticed it started to burn."

Shego blushed. "Yeah, sorry..."

Kim took her girlfriend's hands into her own. "Don't be... But, look what you've done!" She pointed to the spot where Shego's mouth had been interested in and laughed. "I'll probably have this hickey for the rest of the week! It's a good thing it's scarf season!"

Shego chuckled weakly and mumbled her apologies as Kim kissed her and led her out the kitchen with dinner in hand.

Author's Notes: AHAHAHA, saved by the pies! Such a tease. I'm sorry. I still can't decide whether I should up the rating for the story... I can't write this sort of stuff at all, so... Yeah.

Chapter title is from "Kiss Me" by Sixpence None the Richer.