It had been a long month in prison. Amy never shut up even when Shego was rudely sarcastic to her. She was stuck in chains and needed permission to do anything because she didn't have her hands. (She had to be escorted to the bathroom because she couldn't go on her own, the entire prison staff would supervise her as she got the chains taken off so she could eat, and one time, she cracked and had to have Amy scratch her nose). Come on, Shego. Think. She's escaped many times before- it shouldn't be this hard to do it again. Granted, all other times she had her powers, but still.

"Shego, what do you dream about?" Amy had asked. Both women were currently laying on their beds- Amy on the bottom bunk and Shego on the top. (Amy had previously occupied the top bunk, but Shego made her switch.)

Shego rolled her eyes. "I dream about killing you in your sleep," she mumbled.

Amy pouted. "You really are a meanie! I don't see how someone as sweet as Dr. Drakken could work with you for so long."

Shego sat up at his name and growled, trying to light up her hands with no use. "Yeah, well Drakken isn't so nice himself," she finally said after a minute of struggling with her hands. The thought of him made her tingle. He was sweet sometimes (annoyingly sweet), but the things he did to her in bed were not so sweet, and she hated the fact that she missed him (she tried to tell herself that she just missed the sex, but she had been an unconvincing actress in that department).

Amy giggled. "Oh, he is such a sweetie. Maybe I was wrong to not give dating him a try. Monkey Fist doesn't even love me, and Dr. Drakken had been right there, willing to bake cookies with me and dance with me."

Her stomach twisted at the thought of Drakken and Amy dancing the Waltz. The dance Shego had taught him. The dance that caused them to almost kiss for the first time. Her face hardened. The Waltz had been her and Drakken's, and Amy talking about it made her blood boil. She dangled her head down from the bed, so Amy could look her in the eye and see her incredibly visible anger. "I swear, if you mention him one more time, I will kick your ass. Now zip your lip and let me sleep."

Amy smiled at her. "Oh, so was I right about my suspicions that you were his girlfriend?"

Shego groaned as she turned her head into her pillow. "No. Now shut up," she mumbled.

Amy crossed her arms. "Meanine."

…..

The next morning, a guard had come to unlock the cell. Shego and Amy looked at each other with confusion in both of their eyes. "Miss Go, you have a visitor," the guard said as he fumbled with his keys, searching for the correct one.

She frowned. "I do?" The only person that she could think of that would visit her in prison was Drakken, and he had been locked up too.

The guard shrugged. "Yeah, and he's very blue. Your social circle is very colorful."

Blue. He's very blue. Drakken must have broken out and came back undercover for her. A devilish grin grew on her face. She was getting out of here. She turned to Amy, who she could tell was thinking the same thing she was, and her grin grew wider. "Nice seeing you," she whispered as she followed the guard.

Amy crossed her arms and pouted as the guard locked the cell back up. "Oh, that is so not fair."

Once Shego and the guard were down the hall, they made a turn for the visitation room. Shego's heart pounded at the fact that he was here. After a month of not seeing him (and not sleeping with him), she couldn't wait to get the hell out of here and screw his brains out. Come on, Doc. All he had to do was get the chains off of her. She could do the rest.

When they entered the visitation room, her eyes grew wide. She gasped as her heart sank, but she honestly didn't know if that sinking feeling was because she wasn't escaping or because the person in front of her wasn't Drakken. "Hego, what are you doing here?"

Hego smiled at her. "Nice to see you too, sis." He turned his attention to the guard. "Could you possibly leave us for a minute, sir? I can handle her."

He nodded. "Anything for a previous Team Go member."

Shego groaned. "I am a previous Team Go member, you know."

The guard looked back at her. "Yes, but this one hasn't broken every law ever written."

She frowned as the guard left her with her brother. "Why are you here?" she asked after a minute of silence.

He smiled at her. "You were all over the news, and I just had to make sure you were doing okay. For the record, all of us wanted to come, but I convinced our brothers that you would do better if it was just one of us."

"Yeah, well I don't need your concern," she growled. "I'm fine."

Hego titled his head slightly. "Shego, you're chained up and locked in a cage like a dog. You're not fine."

"Why do you even care?" she angrily spat at him. "Am I not the family disappointment that broke up your precious little hero gang?"

He reached for her arm, but she pushed her chair back, not allowing him to touch her. He sighed. "I still care about you, sis. We all do."

She frowned. "Well maybe I don't care about you."

He shook his head. "I don't believe that's true. You've always had a hard time expressing your emotions, but when you switched sides, it was like you switched your emotions off entirely, but they're still there, Shego. I know you."

"You used to know me, Hego. You don't anymore."

He sighed. "Fine. If that's how you want to be, I can't stop you. Just know that I'm here for you. All of us are."

He stood up from his chair and began to walk to the door. Just as he was about to call for the guard, Shego's voice stopped him. "Hego, wait."

He turned to face her again, and he smiled slightly toward her. "Yes?"

She didn't want to ask him, but he was right here, and the question had been itching at her for months. "Have you ever lost control of your powers? Like you didn't know you were using them until the damage was already done?"

His smile grew wider as he walked back to his chair to sit across from her. "My oh my, Shego. I never thought I'd hear those words come out of your mouth. We were all taking bets on it."

She frowned. "We?"

He nodded. "Yes, we have all lost control of our powers at some point. At first, we thought it was at random, but once we all put our scenarios together, we were able to come up with a reason for why it was happening."

The twins. Mego. Hego. It had happened to all of them. She wasn't crazy. Losing control of her powers wasn't her losing control. It had happened to all of her brothers too. Relief flooded through her, but then more questions arose to the surface. "Why is it happening? How do I stop it?"

Hego smiled at her. "Let me guess. You were in bed with someone when you lost control?" He laughed as her eyes grew wide. "You see, sis, for the Wegos, that could be an interesting little game. For Mego, it's just embarrassing. But for you and me? We could seriously hurt someone with our powers."

She was silent for a moment. How could he have possibly guessed that? "I've slept with other people before him, Hego, and it's never happened until now."

He raised an eyebrow. "Dr. Drakken?"

She frowned. "Stop doing that!"

"Doing what?" he chuckled.

"Stop trying to get inside my head and just answer my damn questions!" Shego was fuming.

He shrugged. "I mean, it makes sense. You never stayed committed to anyone- not even your own flesh and blood, but somehow, you always stayed with him. I'm honestly surprised it took you so long to sleep with him."

She gritted her teeth. "Can you stop harassing me about my sex life and get on with explaining why my powers are out of whack?" She could feel herself try to ignite her hands, but the chains she had on would not budge.

He laughed. "It happens when your emotions are haywire. For us, it was when we felt like we were on cloud nine. The powers interact with that feeling of being high. For you, I would imagine it would happen when you are very much on cloud nine, but I am willing to bet it also happens when you are incredibly angry. You've always been so in touch with your darker emotions." He paused as he let her take in his words. "I'm also willing to bet that you have only lost control of your powers with Drakken, regardless if it was out of anger or love."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I do not love him!" She shouted, but she deeply considered his words. Anger. She never lost control when she was angry, did she? She was always angry, but she had only been truly angry with him one time. Nearly three years ago. The mind control device. She chased him in a forest and burned the living shit out of his wrists as she had pinned him to the ground. He broke free from her, but she chased him down again. She was going to kill him, and then something in her snapped that allowed her to regain control. After they had sex the first time, and he ignored her, she never lost control then. But had she been more angry than hurt? No. She had been angry, but that was overpowered by her own insecurities about the situation. Anger she could get behind, but love? No, she didn't love him.

"I think you do, Shego," Hego finally said. "And I'll tell you what made it easier for all of us to control our powers was to control our emotions, but to do that, you must first admit to yourself that you have them."

She shook her head. "No. I do not have feelings for Dr. D."

He smirked at her. "Really? None?"

She frowned. "It's just sex."

Hego placed one hand under his chin and tapped his fingers of his other hand against the table. "Really? You don't find yourself missing him when you're in that cell of yours?"

She groaned. "I said stop doing that!"

He chuckled and began teasing her. "Shego loves Drakken. Shego loves Drakken."

"I do not!" she growled, but he kept going.

"Shego loves Drakken. Shego loves Drakken."

"Alright! Fine! I fucking love him, okay?" Her face hardened, and the words kept spilling out without her permission. "I am so madly and deeply in love with him. I love when he kisses me. I love how he is dominant, but he also asks permission first because consent is important to him. I love how dorky he is. I love that he is a genius, but he still struggles with the English language. I love how he is the biggest mama's boy on the planet while still simultaneously being an incredibly amazing villain. I love how he lets me backtalk him, and he even joins in sometimes so that we can mock each other. I love how he can make me laugh. I love that he is home. It doesn't matter where we are; we've moved five hundred times, but that doesn't matter because he is my home. I love him." Her heart was pounding. She loved him. Deep down, she's always known that, but she never allowed herself to say it. Suddenly she couldn't help the tears from spilling out. She didn't want to cry in front of Hego, but her sobs were uncontrollable.

Hego moved his chair over so that he was next to her as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and pulled her into him. "Shhh. It's alright." Hego wiped a few tears off her face and smiled at her.

His concern just made her cry more. "I cannot believe I just said that aloud. What am I even supposed to do now?" she said in between sobs.

"Shego, you can't just go around pretending you don't have emotions. No wonder you're so damn angry and irritated all the time." He let go of her so that he could make eye contact with her. "The real question is: how have you survived this long when you are so violently self-destructive?"

She shrugged. She shouldn't answer him, but fuck it. She's already been vulnerable. No point in backtracking now. "I guess I just became good at pretending. Pretending my emotions didn't exist. When I couldn't pretend, I just shoved them away. My feelings shouldn't matter, so there was no point in doing anything about them. I became so good at pretending that the lines blurred between reality and fiction. And when that happened, sometimes, I was even able to fool myself."

Hego sighed. "Why do you think you have to do that? Shove your feelings away or pretend they don't exist? Why can't you just accept those feelings as factual and act on them?"

She sniffled. "I have a lot of enemies, Hego. If I have a weakness-" she didn't finish, but he filled in the blanks for her.

"If you have a weakness, they can use that against you?" She nodded. "Well, sis, I hate to be the breaker of bad news, but it sounds like you have a weakness. It doesn't matter if you accept your feelings or not. That weakness is still there. Just because you don't acknowledge your feelings for him doesn't make it not true. But so what if you have a weakness? We all have them."

She looked down to the floor. "In my world, your weakness gets you killed. Or worse- your weakness is the one that is killed."

He smiled. "Interesting."

"What?"

"You just said or worse, your weakness is the one that is killed."

"So?"

He laughed. "Oh my God, you are definitely in love with him."

She frowned. "What are you talking about, Hego?"

"You just put his life above your own. In thirty years, I have never heard you do that. Not one single time." Her eyes grew. Did she just do that? Would she put Drakken's life above hers? She did that on a daily basis, but he paid her to do that, right? It was no big deal. It was- oh, it was no use. She slammed her head on the table. Hego chuckled. "Yeah, that's exactly what love feels like."

"I'm done talking about this," she mumbled as she lifted her head back up.

Hego nodded. "Just remember, to control your powers, you must control your emotions. When you are with him and feel that high that love gives you, accept it. Embrace it. The powers will take care of itself then."

She gave him a small smile. "I kind of have to get out of here to do any of that, don't I?"

Hego chuckled. "You're smart and cunning, sis. They restricted your powers, but you'll get out. You always do." And with that, he called the guard over to let him out and bring Shego back to her cell.