Drakken mixed some new chemicals with his brainwashing shampoo, making it a perfect new formula for his new plan. He turned to his notes, trying to remember the next step. "Once complete, gloat with evil satisfaction." He grinned to himself, but his face quickly dropped when Shego entered the lab.

"Are you gloating to yourself?"

He put his head down. "Nygh! No."

She smirked. "You totally were! Ugh, you're a freak."

"Fine! Yes, but it's the final stage of my plan. This time, it is-"

She interrupted him. "Do not say foolproof! Because the more I hear, the more I think it's anything but!" She turned to walk off, but he grabbed her by the arm and turned her to face him. She couldn't get a word in before he crashed his lips to hers. She kissed him back eagerly, but she frowned when it ended too soon.

She latched onto him when he pulled away from her so that he couldn't go too far. "What was that for?"

He smiled. "For being lippy."

She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his face back down to hers. "I should be lippy more often."

He chuckled. "You mean, you could be worse?"

She smirked. "Oh, I can be so much worse. You should hear the things I don't say, Doc."

He rested his forehead against hers and grinned. "I don't think I want to know."

She kissed him and before long, they were undressing each other. He moved forward until her back hit the desk, and he hoisted her up onto it and pushed her so that she was laying on the desk, and he took the opportunity to crawl on top of her. Her arm snaked around his neck pulling his body down closer to her, and she gasped as one of his hands found its way to her throat. Jesus, the way he took control was so damn hot . It got her every time. She leaned her head back and let herself indulge in him.

…..

Shego had taken full advantage of Kim losing her memory, and when she entered the lair with her second bag of cash, she smacked right into another person. She frowned. "Jeez, Hank. If you're going to be in my way, you might as well help me bring this in."

Hank frowned as he followed her out to the hovercar to retrieve the rest of the money, but a sudden grin appeared on his face. "You're kind of grumpy for someone that has been getting laid a lot recently," he mumbled under his breath.

She whipped around quickly and ignited her hands. "Excuse me?"

Hank put his hands up in surrender and backed away slowly. "I uh, I mean, it's a beautiful day today. Of course I'll help you unload the hovercar."

Shego growled as she walked up to Hank, her glowing hands by her sides. "Hank!" She racked her brain, trying to figure out how Hank knew what he was implying he knew. Did Drakken tell him? She swears she will kill him if she finds out he has been telling the henchmen about their sex life. "Spill. What do you know?"

Hank laughed nervously as he looked down at Shego's glowing hands. He took a step back, but she took a step forward, not giving him any space to breathe. "Nothing really. I just- uh- I saw you and Dr. Drakken a few weeks ago. You were uh, covered in icing." Shego blushed. The night they got back together. Well, not back together. They aren't together, but they were- well, she didn't exactly know, but whatever it was they were doing, Hank saw it, and the very thought made her skin crawl. "That, and uh well, you aren't exactly quiet."

Her eyes grew wide, and her jaw dropped. All of the henchmen slept on the bottom floor. Whose room was directly below Drakken's? Or Shego's? Or the lab? The kitchen or the living room? They weren't exactly shy when it came to where they ended up having sex, so the possibilities were endless. Have they all heard them? She felt heat rise to her face in embarrassment. When she didn't speak, Hank took a step back. "But you know, we all thought it was happening a long time ago, so it's really not news to us."

She blasted him on impulse, causing him to fall to the ground. She leaned down to him. "If I hear one piece of gossip about me and Dr. D, I will kill every last one of you. Do you understand me?"

He nodded as he gulped in fear. He stood up, brushing himself off before he spoke again. "Shego?"

She crossed her arms. "What?"

He looked around, trying to avoid eye contact with her. "Are you two like together or-?"

He didn't get to finish before she blasted him again. "Just get away from me."

…

Drakken had been in too much pain to put on a shirt, so he sat on the couch with just his pajama bottoms on. Shego sat down next to him, giving him a glass of coco moo. She did kind of feel bad for him; he had a nasty fall off that train. "Stupid Kim Possible getting her memory back," he mumbled under his breath.

"I hate to break it to you, Doc, but you messed up this plan more than Kimmie did." She went to rest her head on his shoulder, but he winced, causing her to bring her head back up. She gently trailed her fingers down his arm, scanning the bruises he had accumulated from this failure of a plan. She moved him slightly to get a view of his back, which was covered in bruises. She sighed. She wanted to take the pain away from him. She was the one that was supposed to have nasty falls and fight Kimmie because she was the one that was invincible. Drakken, on the other hand, wasn't, and the current state of his body proved that.

She found herself kissing his bruises, trying to make him feel better. She didn't know why she was doing it, but here she was, trailing kisses up his arm and to his shoulder blade. She just wished she could take the pain from the bruising away from him and give it to herself, but the best she could do was kiss him and hope that it helped. "We should go to bed," she whispered to him as her lips found their way to his ear.

He smiled at her. "I don't think I can keep up with you tonight."

She giggled. "Not to do that, Doc. You need rest." She stood up and extended her arm out to him, helping him up. He groaned from the pain. She helped him to his bedroom, and she laid him down gently on the bed, pulling the covers up over him.

Once he was situated, she stripped out of her jumpsuit and dug in his dresser drawer for one of his shirts. He grinned as he watched her pull his shirt over her head. "Blue looks good on you."

She smirked as she crawled under the covers, kissing him softly before laying down next to him. He smiled weakly at her. "You're staying the night." She didn't know if it was a question or a statement, but she suddenly got embarrassed. It's not like she hadn't stayed the night in his bed before. It was just usually after a heated night of passion, and she didn't even think to ask if he wanted her here. He noticed her get flustered, so he wrapped his arm around her waist and gently pulled her into him, trying to hide the fact that the simple movement was causing him an incredible amount of pain. "I want you to stay," he whispered.

She snuggled up next to him. This, whatever this is, was new. She didn't know how they got here. When they were hooking up last year, the only time they ever showed affection was during sex. Now that they were sleeping together again, it was different. Tonight was proof that it was different, but she didn't know what to call it. Maybe there was no name for it. Maybe they were just Drakken and Shego, and that was enough for her.