#shegoxkim

Life was perfect for a girl like Kim Possible.

It was the summer before senior year and she was fully in the mode. She was named co-captain of the cheer squad along with Bonnie which meant that besides her family, most of her time was either spent with her girls or with her boys.

She saw Ron and Wade (whenever he decided to come out of his station) almost every other day. They’ve been able to grab a bite to eat, undisturbed, since for some reason crime wasn’t as demanding as usual.

The three took note of it but decided to take full advantage of enjoying their time together while they could. It was a once-in-a-while scene for them to just exist as normal teenagers.

Kim was thankful she got that chance. Things were going to change once she got back home. 

It was late. But coming home around midnight wasn’t a rare occurrence for an eighteen-year-old enjoying the summer nights with her friends. She was grateful her parents understood.

Once she stepped onto her front porch though, she suddenly became very aware of her surroundings. Something shifted in the air and Kim noticed it quickly. She realized that she wasn’t alone.

When she turned around the last thing she expected was to see Shego on the cobblestone path that led towards the front of the house. Kim was every bit ready to fly at her but she remained in place. Something was wrong.

Shego wasn’t even in her usual black and green slim suit. She was in civilian clothing, dirty and torn. Her hair and face didn’t look any better. Kim could almost count all of the cuts and bruises she saw from where she was standing.

She swallowed hard.

“... Shego?”

The girl on the pathway exhaled shakily.

“Kimmie…”

Shego attempted at a staggered step forward before falling over and lying very still on the ground. Instinctively Kim ran to her, calling out her name but she was unresponsive. Carefully, she pulled her up and carried her inside.

*** 

“What the fuck, Kim?”

Ron has been repeating the same sentence over and over again in different volumes. He nearly yelled it, he muttered it under his breath, asked it like a question, and said it like a statement. 

There she was in all her glory: the almighty evil Shego unconscious in Kim’s white fluffy bedsheets. Mrs. Possible helped clean and dress Shego’s wounds since Kim was still a little apprehensive and shaken up.

It was the middle of the day and Shego was still asleep since collapsing outside the house last night. Kim called Ron first thing in the morning and he had to come see it for his own eyes.

His face was buried in his hands. He mumbled his repeating sentence again and turned to Kim in disbelief.

“So she didn’t say anything to you?” he asked.

She glanced at him. “I told you, I think she was trying to but she passed out before she could. She was barely able to get my name out before falling over,” she answered.

“Okay well how about we call the police or something?” Ron suggested.

Kim shook her head. “I talked to my parents about it and we all agreed. This is bigger than the police.”

Ron glared at her, unblinking. “What is?”

She let out a breath. “Come on, I know you feel it too. Something isn’t right about this. Think about it, what happened to her suit? Who hurt her and why and how come she came here instead of… I don’t know.” She threw her hands up in exasperation. “We need to ask Shego a lot of questions when she wakes up, obviously. But... something’s going on and we have to get to the bottom of it.”

Her best friend huffed. “No we don’t! Besides, what if this is a trap? What if she wakes up right now and kills us both!?”

“I’m not going to kill you, Stoppable.”

Ron and Kim froze and surrendered their attention to Shego as she slowly sat up in bed, trying not to groan as she did so.

Kim shot a look at Ron, silently telling him to remain calm. His frigid stance alone was a dead giveaway of his growing panic.

Kim turned to Shego. “What the hell were you doing here last night?” she asked. “Yeah,” Ron added, “what do you want from us?”

“I don’t want anything from you,” she grunted, “I was just trying to warn you.” She pulled off Kim’s bedsheets and swung her legs over the bed. “I don’t know what Drakken is planning, but he’s got everyone involved. I guess that was the wrong time to tell him I was calling it quits.”

“Q-quits?” Ron repeated. He laughed nervously. “You’re telling me you want to go straight?”

“Say what you want, Stoppable,” Shego replied, “I’ve done it all. I tried the hero gig. And when I was sick of it, I switched sides. Now I don’t want either of them.”

“A normal life,” Kim said, “Is that what you want?” 

Shego regarded her with an intense look that appeared whenever they stood against each other. Ron recognized it all too well. A million options ran through his head, ready to move if the girls decided to throw down right here and now.

“I just want to be left alone. I want to be done with it—with everything. Forget this life and live a new one,” Shego responded. 

Kim looked over the bruises on her face. It was a miracle Shego didn’t have a black eye, but still she winced every time she moved. Kim helped her mother wrap Shego’s hands and fingers in band-aids and bandages. Her knuckles were near purple. 

“I take it Drakken didn’t like that idea,” Kim said. “Is that how you got hurt? Did he do this to you?”

Shego scoffed and avoided Kim’s eyes. “That doesn’t matter.”

For a moment there was nothing but silence and a thick tension in the room that you had to chop with an axe if you wanted to cut it. Slowly Kim took in a breath, then let it out. 

“Fine. We’ll believe you for now. But if I find out this is all a ruse, I--”

“Believe all you want about this being a fucking trap!” Shego cut in, her eyes lethal. “I don’t care… I shouldn’t have come here anyways. I’m leaving first thing tomorrow.”

“Why… did you come here?” Ron asked.

He expected Shego to look aside and ignore him. Maybe even shoot him with a glowing, green blow from a quick swipe from her hand. He thought she would growl her response at him and threaten him afterwards. But she faced him directly, and said her answer.

“... I had nowhere else to go.”

Ron and Kim exchanged glances. Without a word they came to a mutual decision, though still mindful of who it was they were dealing with.

“Then you’re staying here until you get better,” Kim said sternly. Ron agreed and lifted a scolding finger. “And don’t even try to argue against it because you’re in no shape to be putting up any sort of fight.”

Both of them were curious to see how Shego would respond. 

She didn’t say anything. Instead, she gave them a slight nod, pulled her legs back into Kim’s sheets, and pulled the covers over her as she laid back down in the bed.

~ update

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