Some Wounds Don't Heal Ch. 3

Some Wounds Don't Heal

By FAH3

3.

Take a day to get the results? It had been almost a week since the Doc told her that she had sent in the test, and she still hadn't received the results. This was really stressing Shego out beyond belief. It was bad enough that her father lied to her about everything. Wait, she forgot. It was bad that Mr. Gough had lied to her. Now here she was, sitting and waiting to find out if Kimmie and her were sisters. Oh God, that made her nauseous to even think about. She hated that little pepper butt red head; so how did she end up as her sister? If she had her choice right now, she'd fry Nelson for this.

"Shego? Shego are you listening? Hello? Shego?" Drakken kept asking over and over when he noticed his ranting didn't have an audience. "Shego, aren't you listening to me at all?" Drakken whined, snapping the last cord of patientce Shego had.

"WOULD YOU PUT A SOCK IN IT YOU BLUE FACED MORON? OF COURSE I HEARD YOU! HOW CAN NO ONE NOT HEAR YOU WHEN YOU SOUND LIKE NAILS ON A DAMN CHALKBOARD?" Shego shouted as she bolted from her seat and into Drakken's face, making the man cower in fear as her voice echoed off the walls of the vast laboratory.

"Now leave me the hell alone!" Shego growled and sat back into her chair, grabbing the nearest magazine to get her mind off of her current troubles.

"You're pretty cranky today, Shego. It isn't your monthly visitor, is it?" Drakken asked, feeling embarrassed to ask her about a personal issue.

It wasn't his fault he was embarrassed. He just felt like a pervert every time he talked about issues of the female anatomy.

Shego just started to let out a low growl from her throat as she gripped her magazine so tight that the claws on her gloves began to pierce the thick cover and flimsy pages. If he had been looking at his assistant's face as she lowered the magazine, he would have sworn that her green eyes were turning a blood red. As she lowered the magazine, her temper only increased when he asked,

"I don't have to go buy sanitary napkins, do I?"

"Oh, no he didn't." Shego growled as her magazine erupted into green flames.

"All right, you blue assed bitch! You want to know what's wrong? Here's what's wrong. I have had one of the worst imaginable weeks in all of recorded fucking history, and one of the worst mother of all damn headaches. Not to mention I've got you bugging me every fifteen minutes. The last thing I need is to hear you going on and on about a crappy half assed machine that wouldn't work for the life of you, IN A STUPID, CHILDISH, IDIOTIC ATTEMPT JUST TO MAKE YOURSELF LOOK SMART IN THE EYES OF YOUR COLLEGE GEEK FRIENDS!" Shego shouted.

"B-but I was just trying to tell you about my machine." Drakken whimpered like a whipped puppy.

"It's supposed to be a machine able to fire a burst of Gamma radiation in one spot, like a guided missile. If you hadn't noticed, I could care less! I never cared about your crappy ideas; they never work! Now could you just shut up and go shave your back or something? As long as it keeps you out of my hair?" Shego asked as she sat at a console and attempted to see if she could find the Club Banana website.

"It must be PMS." Drakken said as he started to walk towards the exit, but didn't keep his voice low enough.

"Someone better add Justifiable Homicide to my rap sheet." Shego growled as she stood with her hands lit.

Just one blow to the back of the head, that's all she needed. One clear open shot and he would shut up. Who was she kidding? She couldn't do that. Call her crazy, but she couldn't hurt someone. Why? She was supposed to be evil, wasn't she? She had done plenty of bad things, even though they didn't result in getting hurt for long. But now she wasn't so sure. Hell, who was she? She didn't know her real name. That bastard took her from her real family, and stuck her with her mom and – Mr. and Mrs. – those people.

She had a nice life, except for after the meteor struck. Her dad ignoring her and her brothers, and all of them trying to act like those stupid comic books, and they just had to throw her in the middle of it. She busted her butt and almost died several times, and all people could do was point at her and call her a freak. That was one of the reasons she quit being a hero. But there was some aspects of it she missed that were missing in the life of a villain. For one, being able to go out in public without wearing a disguise, or actually enjoying some morning where you could just sleep. She hadn't had one of those for a while. Instead, it was wake up early and make sure all the hench men were in shape and getting the job done.

The thrill as okay, she had always enjoyed that. She had always been addicted to the rush, but it was starting to not be enough. Ever since she found that document, she felt one strong emotion that she hated more than anything else. The Loneliness. That God awful feeling that felt like something cold as stuck in your body; and the knowledge she was completely alone in the world. Who would care when she finally died? Would anyone miss her, or be there for her funeral? Would she even have one?

No family, no friends, no anything. All those years of being a hero and then a criminal, and look where it got her. She was no one. As her feelings of depression became even worse, she slumped back into her chair and held herself. She wanted to cry right then. Just to break don the damn her emotions ha created and let it all out. But she couldn't. Not in front of the boss, or the goons. She would just have to hold it in, even though it as giving her a stomach ache to do so.

"God, please tell me this day couldn't get any worse." Shego said.

"Kim Possible? SHEGO!" Drakken wailed at the top of his lungs.

"Why is it that when everyone feasts on the pleasures of life, I get the indigestion?" Shego asked herself as she stood, ignited her hands, and stood ready for her normal fight with her sister. Wait, she meant enemy. ENEMY! Not her sister. She didn't even know yet. So where did sister come from? Oh never mind. She had to fight.

"Don't you have anything better to do with your time, Princess?" she asked as she stood in front of the red haired thorn in her side.

"Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing." Kim said as she launched a flying kick that was followed by a volley of punches and sweeps.

Shego was trying her best to read her body movement to predict the next punch. This was supposed to be easy for her. She had fought the cheerleader so many times that she knew her fighting style and moves almost as well as her own. In fact, the way she fought was almost the same as hers. No, don't think like that right now. She had to stop her. Wait, where was her idiot friend? Oh, right. She's the distraction.

"DR. D! STOP THE DORK!" Shego shouted; failing to block her kick and felt it impact against her ribcage.

"Shego, he's going for the self destruct button!" Drakken whined.

"Then stop him!" Shego shouted as she resumed her attacks against the annoying teenager.

This fight was getting ridiculous. He was letting too many of the brat's blows get through her defense. She was better than this, she knew she was. Another blow to the face sent her head turning, and almost sent her to the ground. That was it. She was sick of this and had enough of this amateur hour and melodrama. Shego spun around, her left leg raised and ready for a good kick to Kim's face. Kim made to block the approaching blow, but Shego dropped her leg seconds before impact, and shoved a swift right uppercut into Kim's diaphragm that emptied her lungs of air.

Seeing a good opening, she latched both hands against Kim's shoulders and shoved her hard against the wall. She didn't care about Drakken or her dumb moronic friend, she didn't care about the plan. This was about making everyone know who she was! She was Shego! She raised her fist above her head, clenched tight enough for the claws to pierce the plasma resistant fabric as it glowed with the hot green fire. Her teeth were clenched, her temper was flaring like an out of control blast furnace, and she knew what she wanted to beat the living tar out of this little brat in front of her. But she couldn't.

She saw the girl, looking at her. No sign of fear or anything. Kim was just glaring at her with those green eyes. My God, it really was scary how they're eyes looked so much alike. She could also see the light of her fire bouncing off the cheerleader's face as they glared at each other. She saw how much, at that moment, Kim almost really did look like her at that moment. This was too much to be a coincidence. The Doc was right, they really did have too much in common. But even if she was her sister, why couldn't she bring her hand down on her? She had kicked her brother's ass plenty of times, so why not her?

Because they were her brothers. She knew, even when she had all of her their powers, she couldn't really hurt them. Even though, as she knew in her mind that they really weren't, she couldn't hurt them as much as she had made it look. And she couldn't do it now, not to her baby sister. Her little sister. With a loud yell of frustration, she brought the fist down hard and felt the mild sting as it made contact.

"Shego?" Kim asked her, confused at what just happened.

She glanced to her left, and saw that the fist had missed her head, and went through the wall she was leaning against. The villainess in front of her looked like she was deeply frustrated; almost to the point here it hurt. She was breathing raggedly as she just stood there with her eyes clenched shut. Shego opened her eyes, and hat Kim saw shocked her. There were tears in the woman's eyes. Shego? Crying? What in the world was going on here?

"Leave." Shego said.

"What?" Kim asked her.

"Go, Kimmie. Get out of here now. You and the buffoon both." She said.

"What are you?"

"JUST GO!" Shego shouted as she yanked her fist from the wall and walked straight toward Drakken's machine.

Both her hands were lit with brilliant emerald fire as she walked to the mammoth machine, paying no attention to Drakken and Kim's boyfriend slapping at each other like two valley girl teenagers. The rodent was on the console, trying to figure out how to shut down the machine when he noticed the villainess as she stood and looked at the machine. He knew she was about to do something crazy, and he had to get his master out of there now.

While Rufus went to attend to his master, Shego just stood there in front of the machine. Her mind was a massive whirlwind of thought. She had the moment she had dreamed off for over four years. She had the cheerleader where she wanted her, and she blew it. She knew how Drakken was. After he reviewed the footage, he would see what she had done. And Drakken couldn't keep his mouth shut about anything. He would tell everyone he knew, and her reputation was shot. Why did she become a villain? Now she knew why. She remembered why. It was to get away from her family. It was because she just never completly fit in with them, and she now knew why. She wasn't Shego anymore. That woman died the day she found out about her adoption. She had been someone else for all these years, and she was finally free.

"I've gone as soft as a marshmallow." She said to herself.

"Shego?" Drakken asked confused.

"I quit." She said as she raised her hands, and let loose a massive wave of green plasma that was larger than she had ever created in her life. Shego was dead, and this was her Viking funeral.

Layer by layer, and component by component, the machine exploded began to explode like a massive fire cracker. Green flame danced around as heat and fire jutted out of it with each explosion. When it finally reached the top, the machine blew and erupted in a massive explosion that made the world's largest Roman Candle look a piss in the wind as it took out most of the roof and caused the building to shake.

"SHEGO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Drakken shouted as he looked at another creation go up in flames.

"Shego saved the day?" Ron asked his girlfriend.

"I'm as confused as you." Kim said.

As Drakken was whining, a massive chunk of the roof fell and missed Drakken by half an inch. As the mad doctor looked at his would be killer and back at the crumbling roof that was in flames, Drakken's brain actually cane too a wise decision for once.

"RUN AWAY!" Drakken shouted an headed for the nearest exit.

"I think we should do the same thing." Kim said as her and Ron made their way to a hole that had been blasted into the wall by the blasts.

Shego turned and looked at the teenagers running for the new exit. She could stop them, she had her chance. But she knew she wouldn't. She was too tired. Tired of the hero routine, and now she was sick of the villain role. She would escape, as always. Then she would contact the Doc and see the results of the DNA results. She was tired of being alone.

As she began to walk away, something caught her ears. She looked up and saw another explosion erupt from the end of the machine, causing more of the roof to become unstable. She examined the damage, and her eyes widened as she saw the roof starting to crack right above Kim and her friend. That's when something else inside of Shego changed. A part she had killed off had just been resurrected.

"Kim! Look out!" she shouted as she bolted and shoved the two teen through the exit in the wall as fast as she could.

When she looked up, she saw the roof give way and the massive chunks begin their decent toward her.

"It's not fair." She said as she closed her eyes, and curled herself into a duck and cover position.

"SHEGO!" Kim shouted as she saw the chinks of debris land, and the cloud of dust that covered her view.


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Not now, not again. These were words that were going through Anne's mind as she made her way down the sterile hallway in the upper floor of Middleton General. She had just arrived on duty when she was told the news. Kim and Ron had brought in Shego, and she had been hurt badly. Anne almost decked her boss when she headed up here against his objections. Right now, she didn't care if that woman was her little girl or not. She had grown too close to her now. If she had to, she would sew her back together herself.

As she walked through the massive structure, she finally spotted someone she recognized. As she got closer, she let out a sigh of relief when she didn't see any injuries on either of them.

"Mom." Kim said as she hugged her mother tightly, and she returned it in full force.

"Are you and Ron okay?" she asked them.

"We're fine." Kim said.

"It'll take a lot more than a falling building to hurt us. Well, not that much." Ron said as Anne held him in a hug, relieved that he was okay as well.

"What happened?" Anne asked them.

"It was weird. Shego – saved us." Kim said.

"Yeah. Aren't villains supposed to do the opposite?" Ron asked.

"How is she?" Anne asked them.

"Um, let me think. They said she has a concusion and a broken arm. But besides a few bad cuts and bruises, she's should live." Kim said, trying to remember what all they told her.

"Thank you, God." Anne said.

"I'm going to go check on her. You two can head back to the house." Anne told them.

"But what if?"

"I'll call if anything changes." Anne told them and kissed her daughter on the head.

"Okay." Kim said as she and Ron began to walk down the hallway.

Anne took a deep breath to steady herself, and entered Shego's Room. The pale woman was laying on the bed asleep, with one large bandage on her forehead while her left arm was in a dark green cast and in a sling. Her hair had seen better days, but thank God she wasn't in any serious condition. She walked to the edge of her bed and couldn't help as she heard the villainess let out a small snore.

"Wake up, sleepy head." She said as she lightly shook the villainess awake.

Shego woke with a start, but calmed as soon as she saw Anne was standing beside her. She let a small smile grace her lips as she lightly groaned.

"What's up, Doc?" she asked.

"How do you feel?" she asked her.

"Life a roof fell on top of me. When did I get here?" she asked.

"A few hours ago. Kim and Ron brought you in. They saved your life." Anne told her.

Shego let out a mild groan. "At least that makes me and her even." Shego said as she groaned again.

"So when did you decide to play a hero again?" Anne asked her teasingly.

"I don't know. I just decided to hell with everything. I guess being a villain was getting old." Shego said with a small smile, and noticed something Anne was carrying.

It was a large brown envelope that was still sealed.

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked her.

"Yeah, it is. Darcy just handed it to me when I heard about you." Anne told her as she held the envelope in both of her hands.

"Are you nervous?" Shego asked her.

"Very." Anne said with a small laugh.

"Good, because I'm terrified." Shego said.

"Do you want open it first? We wouldn't be here now if you hadn't decided to help me." Anne said to her.

"No, you open it. I'm so nervous that I think I might accidentally burn it." Shego said.

"Okay. I'll open it on the count of three." Anne said.

"Three." Both women said as Anne ripped the top of the envelope open, and pulled out the papers inside.

Anne read what was in front of her, taking in as much information as she could. As she finished, she couldn't help but let out a small gasp as she read what she need to read the most.

"What is it?" Shego asked her.

"Maybe you should read it for yourself." Anne said and handed Shego the paper.

Her eyes nearly bugged out of her head as she read the print on there. It had been in her head, just in case. But nothing could prepare her for what she read in front of her.

The paternity test in front of her read that the results were a 98.5 match. Anne Possible was Shego's natural born mother. Shego didn't know what to do or what to say. But there it was in clear black and white.

"I – I'm a Possible." Shego said.

Anne had her hands covering her face; hiding the large smile that was there. After so many years of pain and hurt, so many years of self torment and thinking of what might have been, Anne's eldest daughter was alive and well and sitting right in front of her. She still couldn't believe it herself.

"So what do we do now?" Shego asked her.

"Um, I think the first thing we need to do is let your father, your real father, know about what's going on." Anne said as she wuped away the forming tears in her eyes.

"That's probably a good idea. Oh, no!" Shego groaned.

"What's wrong?" Anne asked, worried if she as in pain or of another unseen injury had become serious.

"This means that Kim's my sister!" Shego groaned as she took a pillow, put it over her head, and screamed into it before she put it back.

Anne could only laugh at Shego's reaction to that thought, making the villainess start to laugh as well.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" Shego asked her.

"Like what?" Anne asked her.

"Like if being an annoying goddie-goodie runs in the family." Shego said.

"Judging by your actions today, I'd think so." Anne said with a smile.

"Oh, I'm dead." Shego groaned.

That's when Anne couldn't hold back, and embraced Shego in a tight loving hug, pouring everything she had into it. Shego froze at first, but decided to hell with it. With her good arm, she returned the hug. It had been years since she felt a hug like this one. The hug of a mother to a daughter, and it felt good to be having one again. This time, she was going to enjoy them as much as possible.

Later on, when Darcy came to find Anne for her shift, she just stopped and smiled. When she entered Shego's room, she just smiled when she saw Anne was asleep in Shego's bed, and she was holding the sleeping young woman in her arms protectively. She had seen the results earlier and knew better than to try and disturb them. Anne had to wait almost twenty-four years, but she finally got a chance to hold her baby in her arms.


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Four weeks later, Anne had told her family that she wanted them home on Saturday night for some important news. No missions, no lab, not even cheerleading practice was interrupt them that night no matter what. When all of them had gathered for Anne's news, it was safe to say that everyone was a little puzzled by what was going on.

"Dad, do you know what's going on?" Kim asked her father.

"Not really, Kimmie Cub. I never really could guess at some of the things your mother does. It's one of the reasons our marriage still works." Dr. Possible said.

"Eww. TMI." Kim said.

"TMI?" Ron asked.

"Too much information." The Tweebs said, shuttering at what their father had said.

"TMI? Oh, definitely TMI." Ron said as it finally hit him.

"Hello? Anybody home?" Anne asked as she walked into the kitchen.

"We're in here honey!" Dr. Possible called out.

Anne walked into the living room with a broad smile on her face. Even Kim and Ron had to admit that it looked like her mother was absolutely beaming about something. Hopefully whatever news she had would be good.

"You seem to be in a good mood." Dr. Possible said to his wife.

"I am, James. But we need to tell the kids." Anne told her husband.

"About?" Dr. Possible asked.

"James, you know what I'm talking about." Anne said with nothing but seriousness.

"Are you sure?" James asked her.

"Tell us what?" Tim asked his parents.

"Kids, we should have told you this a long time ago. But it was too painful for us." Anne started.

"When your mother and I first got married, we found out we were going to have a baby." James told them.

"What? Mom, you were pregnant?" Kim asked her.

"Yes, I was. Later on, we found out we were going to have a girl. But – something happened." Anne said, remembering that horrible day.

"Did you miscarry?" Kim asked her mother.

"No honey, I didn't. I carried her to full term, but something happened." Anne said, trying to force the truth out. "Do you remember the doctor they reported on the news?" Anne asked her family.

"We do." Jim said.

"The news said he was selling babies." Tim said. Kim was starting to get a bad feeling about where this conversation was heading.

"The man on the news was my doctor when I was pregnant." Anne told them.

"Nelson? Dr. Nelson was the doctor on the news?" James asked as the shock hit him.

"Yes, it was. With a friend's help, I found out Nelson had taken our daughter and replaced it with a still born." Anne said.

"Oh my God." Kim said in disbelief.

"Talk about heavy." Ron said.

"That son of a bitch! I'll kill him! Jail or no jail, I'll kill that bastard!" James said.

"James, calm down. I know you all have noticed I've been distracted for the past few days. Well, the reason is because I found her." Anne said as her smile started to reappear.

"W-what? Y-you found her? You found Hannah?" James asked as his face paled and his eyes widened.

"Hannah? Was that her name?" Ron asked them.

"Yes, it was. Nelson gave me a little information he remembered about who he sold Hannah to. With the same friend's help, I found Hannah. It turns out she under our noses all along." Anne said to her family.

"W-where is she? Is she okay?" James asked his wife.

"She's fine. You can come in now." Anne called to the kitchen.

When Kim and Ron turned, their eyes widened in shock as Kim's mouth fell open. At that moment, it wouldn't surprise anyone if it had hit the floor and gone through it. Kim was trying to find words as James just kept staring at the pale woman that stood in their living room. She was wearing a lime green tank top with a pair of onyx jeans, and black and white sneakers. Her long flowing black hair was tied back in a pony tail as she waited for all hell to break loose.

"Sh-Sh-SHEGO?!" Kim shouted as loud as she could.

"Huh?" Ron asked as confusion fell on top of him like a ton of bricks.

"What's she doing here?!" Kim demanded.

"She's here because she's your sister, Kim." Anne said.

"No. No, no, no, no! NO WAY IN HELL!" Kim shouted.

"Kimberly Anne Possible!" James said to his daughter.

"It's a trick! I know it! She's evil!"

"It's no trick, Kimberly. I took the samples myself and gave them to a trusted friend. The test shows that she's your older sister." Anne said to her younger daughter.

"Brain – hurts." Ron said.

"This has got to be a mistake." Kim said.

"It isn't any mistake, Princess. I saw the results myself." Shego said to her.

"No. I want to run my own test." Kim said.

"Kimberly," her father started.

"I'm sorry, but this is the only way I'll believe this." Kim said as she pulled out her Kimmunicator.

"What's up, Kim?" Wade asked.

"Wade, I need you to do a DNA comparison." Kim said to him.

"Okay. I just need the two samples." Wade said to her.

Kim yanked a few hairs from her head and put them on the slide that popped out of the side of the Kimmunicator. Kim held out her hand to Shego, indicating she anted a sample as well. With a small groan, Shego yanked a few hairs out and handed them to Kim. Kim placed them on the slide with her hairs, and closed it. In a moment, Wade fingers were flying over his keyboards as he scanned the data on every single one of his monitors. Part of the Kimmunicator began to glow like a scanner as Wade kept his eyes glued to his monitors. After what felt like an eternity, a very confused look came across his face.

"This is weird."

"What is?" Kim asked.

"Both samples. One has been bombarded with some kind of radiation that's altered part of the second sample's DNA structure. Other than that, this shows they have several chromosomes in common. It looks like the owners of both samples are full blooded siblings. Sisters, to be exact." Wade said.

Kim was dumbfounded. Completely and utterly floored at what she had just heard. She didn't even hear Wade talking to her as she turned off the Kimmunicator and dropped it. She slowly turned to Shego who just had a very smug grin on her face.

"Hi, sis." Shego said to her.

"How the hell did this happen?" Kim asked herself.

"You see, Pincess, when a man and a woman love each other very much," Shego started.

"I DIDN'T MEAN THAT!" Kim shouted, turning almost as red as her hair.

"KP, amp down."

"Ron, just don't. This is just – I mean – AARRGGHH!" Kim shouted and bolted to her room.

"We have an older sister that's a hero,"

"And another that's a villain!" Jim and Tim said with huge grins on their faces.

"Hica Bica Boo?"

"Hooshaw!"

"Boys." James started.

"Maybe I should go talk to Kimmie." Anne said.

"No, I'll do it. I might as well get this over with." Shego said as she walked in the direction her new found sister had run.


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Shego lightly knocked on the trap door, and waited to hear a reply. When she didn't she opened the door and went in anyway. As Shego glanced around the room, she couldn't help but admire the elaborate setup. As she glanced at the bed, she found Kim laying on it while hugging a Cuddle Buddy Pandaroo close to her.

"Hey, Kimmie." Shego said.

"What do you want?" Kim asked her.

"To see how you were." Shego said.

"Yeah, right." Kim said sarcastically.

"Listen, princess. Despite what you think, I didn't plan all this. I mean, no offence, but you are so happy, nice, and chipper that it almost makes me quesy." Shego said to her.

"You're no picnic yourself." Kim told her.

"I won't argue with that." Shego said. "Listen, I know this isn't easy at all. Heck, it flipped me for a loop." Shego said.

"I bet it did." Kim said sourly.

"Kimmie, think about it. My brothers, my dad, the rest of my family? They're not my family. I didn't even know I was adopted until a few weeks ago. I mean, I was bought Kim. They bought me like you buy a pair of shoes. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?" Shego asked her.

"I guess I would feel like crap if that happened to me." Kim said as she sat up. "So why did you save me that day?" Kim asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Shego asked her before letting out a deep sigh. "Kim, let me tell you something. I never felt like I fit in with my family. All this I liked to do, they didn't. Not until we got our powers. And even then, I was the odd one out." Shego said.

"What about being a super hero?" Kim asked her.

"I would have enjoyed it if I could have done more. I mean, you met my brothers. Hego acts like a living episode of the Adam West Batman show, Mego is self absorbed. That only leaves the twins. Kim, I was miserable. I mainly became a villain so I could be myself. The stealing and everything just adds to the rush." Shego said.

"I know what you mean. Globe trotting, getting out of those situations by the skin of my teeth." Kim said

"And just knowing you've done something different than everyone else." Shego finished.

"But what about taking over the world with Drakken?" Kim asked her.

"Kim, look at him. Do you think that idiot could ever take over the world? I mean, I do like the idea of power. I've often drooled at it, but what then? I conquer the world and then what? If everything's my way, where's the fun? Where's the adventure?" she asked her.

"So you joined Drakken for the money." Kim said.

"On the nose." Shego said with a small laugh.

"So what do we do now?" Kim asked her.

"Depends on what you mean." Shego said.

"Do we go back to the way we were and keep going after each other's throats?" Kim asked her.

"Do you want to?"

"Shego, I couldn't. Now that I know that you're my sister, I don't think I could fight you." Kim said.

"Now you know why I didn't put my fist through your mouth that day. I never had a sister. My mom died when I was young, and I just had my dad and brothers. I grew up a tom boy and I'm still one. This is new for me. Of course, the whole villain community most likely knows what I did. So my reputation is shot." Shego said.

"I guess we can try to get along." Kim said.

"Maybe. Of course, being sisters explains why we're always at each others throats in the first place." Shego said, causing Kim to chuckle.

"You know, I've always wanted an older sister." Kim said.

"Don't expect too much." Shego said.

"I won't. Wait, how come you're not so pale?" Kim asked her.

"Oh. If I don't use my powers for awhile, my skin and hair start looking normal again.

"Wow." Kim said.

"We're having a moment aren't we?" Shego asked.

"I think so." Kim said.

"Ah, crap." Shego said, earning another chuckle from Kim.

"Girls? Are you two okay?" Anne asked as she stepped into the room.

"Not yet, but getting there." Kim said.

"That's good to hear. So Shego, what are you going to do now?" Anne asked her eldest daughter.

"I don't know. For starters, I think I'll go with my real name since I was never legally Shelia Gogh."

"Are you sure?" Anne asked her.

"Yeah, I am. Shego had her run, but she's gone. No hero stuff, no villain stuff for a while. I've had my fill of it." Shego said.

"That's nice to hear." Anne said with a smile.

"Not completely. With me out of the villain business, I'm homeless. I was staying with Drakken, but now that job is over with." Shego said gloomly.

"Stay here." Anne said.

"What?" Kim and Shego asked.

"Shego, you're family. I've missed most of your life, so your father and I have a lot of catching up to do. It would be nice to have the whole family under one roof." Anne said.

"I don't know, mom."

"When can I move in?" Shego asked, making Kim's eyes bug out.


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Seven Months Later

"I still don't know about this new assistant you hired." Dr. Porter said as she and James booted up several systems in the lab.

"Vivian, will you trust me on this?" James asked her.

"How come I've never heard of her? And the only records I've found on her are under a different name." Porter said.

"It's a long story Vivian, and I'll tell you later. But she's perfect for the assistant's position. She's amazing with computers and compiling data, not to mention she has several degrees from college." James told her.

"If you say so, James. But I'm taking a big risk with this one." Porter said.

"That reminds me. She should be here any minute." James said as he glanced at his watch.

"What's her real name, anyway?" Dr. Porter asked her friend.

That's when the doors opened, and Dr. Porter was amazed at the woman she saw. She was a little taller than herself, with long flowing dark brown hair tied in a ponytail. She wore a white lab coat over a dark green blouse with a black skirt that stopped a little above her knees, with black high heels adding to her already long and smooth legs. Very little makeup decorated her almost flawless pale pink face.

"Dr. Porter, I'd like you to meet my daughter. Hannah Possible." James said with pride.