Vixon: this story is dedicated to my friend, josie b. I just want to THANK her so much for getting me hooked on Kim possible. GRRRRRR! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!

And then there was you

Prologue

Many years into the future

shego fiddled around with her hair, twirling a lock in frustration as she loomed over the open fridge. Nothing seemed to spike her interest, not even that ten-day-old pizza that defiantly had its own ecosystem growing off of it. Searching each rack, her stomach gave another echoing rumble, signaling she better find something eatable fast before she went and nawed the paint off the dry wall. "This has to be my fifth ransack in the past hour. WHY AM I STILL HUNGRY?!" shego hissed, clenching a tight fist to her face. The woman quickly cooled her jets after that outburst; her eyes spotted a jar of pickles and squeeze bottle of ketchup hanging in the door compartment. "Now THAT looks good."

Taking up the unusual contents in both arms, shego sat down in her usual spot at the kitchen table, gorging on the peculiar feast. 'Strange.... I hate pickles.' but the thought was brushed aside the moment it had surfaced, her stomach demanded more food. Now now now! And who was she to tell it no? drakken came in at that moment, heading strait for the fridge for his daily 3 o-clock snack, his face dropping to the emptiness of his icebox. Nothing...not even his dill pickles to munch on remained. "shego, what happened to all the groceries I got three days ago?" no answer. She was too indulged into stuffing her cheeks to give an answer, if she had been listening.

Twirling around to face his sidekick, drakken soon spotted the last of his meal, pointing an accusing finger in her general direction. "Hey! Those are my pickles." "Get lost blue boy." shego snapped, huddling over what little ordervs she protectively held. The villain hardly registered her aggressive snarl, extending a hand over to snatch at least one tiny morsel... he nearly lost his fingers in the process. "No touchy." shego roared, slamming a fork over towards the snatchy individual, nearly stabbing him by her territorial assault. The villain hardly had time to retract his gloved hand, eyes wide in astonishment. "Share."

shego whipped around in her seat, practically foaming at the mouth. That was enough to send drakken to back away, lip quivering in utter terror for what she would do to him if he still persisted. "Good god you’re moody. Did someone start his or her monthly today?" shego just huffed at his question, smashing another large bite into her mouth. "If I was, you wouldn’t have a hand left to take my pickles. Now go away, im feasting." "Defiantly on the rag." drakken mumbled behind a hand, straitening when she turned her head around to stare him down. That was enough to send the evil doctor fleeing for his life, drakken picked up some speed, heading strait for the emergency food supply. A.k.a., the bite marked dry wall.

It hadn't been but an hour till Kim made her untimely appearance, eager to stop another perfectly ingenious plan on world conquest.... again. Nothing new to shego in the least. She never expected drakken to take over the entire earth anytime soon, at least, not in his lifetime to put it honestly. shego had just come out of the bathroom, nazia spinning the world around her. Her pickle and ketchup snack was trying to make a come back appearance onto the floor, the villainess clenched a hand to her mouth to hold the gag deep down from rising. "Well princess, lets just get it over with and make it look good." shego began, lighting her hands to ensue in battle. 'Lets hope she doesn’t hit me in the stomach. She just might be wearing my breakfast.' Kim took on her trademark fighting poss., taking a quick sweep of her opponent’s condition before charging head long into battle.

shego seemed.....different. The green in her cheeks really showing, she almost looked like she was ready to spit up any second now. But Kim couldn't go soft now, the world was at stake, so it was the usual routine of dodging, kicking, hitting, biting, hair pulling, nail breaking. shego took some good hits, having to put a time out sign up so she could swallow the bile rising in her throat. "What’s the matter shego, have a tummy ach?" Kim asked, standing a good distance incase of any splatter effect, smirking at her upper hand.

"Shush. Or I’ll take you in a bear hug and let it aaaaaaaall out." shego wiped her mouth, standing as the young woman leered over her. After dusting herself off, shego shook her head to clear the dizziness fogging her mind. This was NOT her day. Something was wrong, something she couldn't grasp. Kim lunged forward, swatting an upper cut to shego's chin, barely missing. This left the villainess with the perfect opportunity to take the spy by surprise, kicking into Kim’s side. "That’ll learn ya to respect your elders."

"Oh yes, you are looking rather wrinkly and FAT today."

This through the green woman into a pit of rage, her hands blast into dancing flares that traveled the entire length of her arms. "IM! NOT! FAT!!!" the attack she released went strait for Kim, shego's fury aiding in the destruction of drakkens doom's day laser. The spy had dodged, chuckling at shego's lack of common sense on the matter. "shego! You ninny, the place is gonna go now." drakken hollered from his post on the hanging rafters, he took out the beeper to his hover car, calling it over to him for a quick escape. It all happened in a mere flash, shego and drakken had escaped...slightly singed, and Kim stoppable had messed up another world domination plan. This didn't sit well in either villain’s guts.

"Beautiful, just beautiful." drakken hissed, driving to his nearest emergency base. He was, apparently, not in the mood for anything other than fuming. shego just sat back in the chair, biting her nails at what that little hussy had said. The insult. 'im not fat, how dare she call me old and FAT! If I don’t recall, I bet she benches at least 20 more pounds over Me.' but the thought still lingered in her mind, she unable to focus on anything else. It was like shego was lost in another fabric of time, another world and place; she didn't even register the insults that spewed from drakkens mouth. Such profanities.

'What’s wrong with me? I don’t feel myself...' glancing down to her stomach, the villainess lightly stroked the small pudge on her tummy, nipping her nails feverishly. Perhaps she had been slacking in her training, or she really WAS getting old. What a horrifying thought. Feeling the tinge of depression dwell inside herself, shego allowed a minuet sigh to escape her parched lips, closing her eyes to just drown out the rest of the world for now.

'I have to be certain.... what else could it be?'

shego passed the bathroom of their new base; this one was much better than the last. For one, she had her own bathroom, and reason two, it was her own bathroom! Stopping her swift feet in front of the body mirror, shego lifted up her p.j. Shirt, eyes taking in the curve of her lower belly. "Im so fat!" she groaned, her perfect image flawed by this...this flub. Clenching a hand to her face, shego sucked in a large packet of air; the sobs began to shiver their way down her back. Flinging the door open in one forceful thrust, the green woman fled down the stretching halls of her new home, the salty liquid plummeted down her cheeks.

Bursting into drakkens room, she starred at him coldly, the look of a woman's scorn sent a tremble into the blue mans spine. He sat up in his bed, tucking his magazines under the pillow to ask what the meaning of this intrusion was. Lifting a finger up to scold shego, drakken locked his lips together when shego started the conversation, her voice nearly a scream of shear terror. "Am I fat?!" "uh..." how was he to answer this? 'It’s a trick question. She wants me to say no, then she'll say she's too skinny. I know this game.' drakken just stood there thinking, his dark eyes gazed into the puffiness of hers. 'Women and their head games.' he only shook his head, still unable to get a word out because of her constant sniffles.

shego had never cried before, this was serious. "You hesitated!" shego yelled, taking a few steps closer to him, thus forcing the doctor to step back. Who knew what she was capable of when she was this hormonal. "N-no. I just...um.... why are you asking me?" nerving her lower lip, shego lifted her shirt up, forcing drakkens nose to bleed by her bra-less chest. The doctor quickly scrambled to grab some tissues; he had just been flashed by his sidekick.

Averting his gaze from her.... you know. drakken placed the tissues into his nose, covering his eyes even though he really didn't want too. "Your not fat so put your shirt down, I don’t need to see your twins." shego did so, lowering the p.j.s till only her stomach showed, she coming up right in front of her Bose. "I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Im fine one minute and crying the next. I don’t even know why im crying now. YOU BETTER NOT HAVE PUT SOME WEIRD MIND CONTROLL OVER ME AGAIN!" her green pools flashed with a menacing fire that just tempted him to admit to what ever it was he had done to her this time.

drakken peeked through one of his fingers, now satisfied this crazed woman wasn't topless in front of him anymore. He lowered his head, watching the mistiness glazing her vision, drakken thus sighed at her hysterics. The doctor studied the pudge in her belly, poking it to find it a little firm. Furrowing his brows in thought, he looked back up into the awaiting expression of shego. "Maybe it was all those pickles you ate." "Its not the pickles!!" shego swatted him across the head, flying out of his room in a green blur. drakken massaged the struck part, pouting due to the throb. "WELL MAYBE YOUR JUST PREGNATE!!" he screamed, returning to his magazines.

shego had actually stopped in her tracks once her ears took in this, what was meant to be a sarcastic remark, into consideration. Running down to the hover car, shego took in many deep gasps, clutching her stomach and scurried to find the beeper and her purse. After practically dumping every thing in her bag to find the keys and a wade of cash, she flew that hover car out of the garage before you could even say booyah.

shego hovered over the pregnancy test, counting the minutes until it was conclusive. "Come on. Come on you dumb little piss stick, tell me!" the image began to take form, the color purple...ish. Her breath was held, eyes fixated on the little sign. Perspiration trickled down the woman’s neck, every fiber in her body strained to know the answer.

Down the hall, drakken drooled over the many photos in his collection, "oh yes miss Easter, what lovely eggs you have." he snickered, flipping to the next girl in his magazine. A loud scream came into the base, vibrating the very foundation, and disturbing the neighbors by the intensity of it. "What the...?" drakken sat up, growing frustrated from all these disturbances from that blasted woman. What was her deal tonight anyways?

Rushing down to shego's room, drakken tapped a hand on her door, unsure if it was wise to enter. Who knew if she was sane today, she had been acting up for the past three weeks. No answer. Taking in a deep breath to ready himself, drakken pushed the door open ever so slightly, peeking into the empty chamber. He walked a little ways in, still searching for his sidekick. "shego? Are you all right...and clothed this time?" a sniffle came from the bathroom, catching his attention immediately. Sure enough, shego was in there, crumpled on the floor crying her eyes out.

"Are you okay? Uh....shego?" drakken bent down on the floor, placing a steady hand on her shoulder. His touch only sent the woman to flinch under his reassuring jesture, shego trying her damnest to keep the shattering grimness in check. "drakken..." she whimpered, rather pathetically compared to the usual shego cockiness when she said his name. His focus was on her, and yet she couldn't get the words to escape her tongue, the regret grew too much in her throat, choking her temporarily. Instead, shego merely pointed towards the cabinet, chin dipping to her chest.

The doctors gaze traveled up to the little object that lay near the sink, he made his way cautiously towards it. It was.... with eyes close to bugging out, drakken twirled around to face the still hunched over woman. "Is this some sort of joke?!" he snipped out to her, shego only shook her head, glaring sinisterly up to him. "If this was a joke would I be crying!?!" both just remained silent for several minutes, drakken slide down to the ground in a thud. "Well...THAT explains allot." she concord.

"Do you know who's it is...?" she again gave that iciness in her glare, snarling out to the ignorant man, "who do you think? I haven’t been with any one else, so that only leaves one person now doesn't it?!" drakken shrugged his shoulders, ringing his sleeves for lack of knowing what to respond with towards that remark. They both took in another deep calming breath; drakkens brows fell to show its discouraged appearance. "So what are you going to do? Do you want to...." he swallowed hard, casting his pupils back and forth from her to the floor, "keep the baby?" the doctor had not wanted to see her reaction to his question, drakken was almost certain she didn't want to mother HIS children. What girl did?

shego shot her head up at such a question, "of course im keeping this baby! Why wouldn't i!?!" "Well, its not like we knew what we were doing when it...you know...happened. We WERE pretty drunk at that party." drakken twiddled his thumbs, watching the movement of his fingers as he spoke softly to her, "besides, I didn't think you would want too. Seeing to the fact we're not all that close. Its not like you love me." the two still tried to play off like nothing stood between them, that the whole waking up butt naked beside each other never really happened a month ago.

shego bowed her head again, lids half closed at that said and the remembrance. It was true. She didn't love him......not like that. But there was a life inside of her that deserved every chance in the world to live and grow. Despite her poor decisions leading up to its creation. Crawling over to drakken, shego rested her head on his shoulder, scrunching up at their predicament. "I can learn. I mean, its not like anything would change. I’d still wear the pants in the family." they both cracked grins; shego rubbed his still nervously twitching hand. "You’ll make a good dad. If you don’t blow the baby up when you try to change a diaper to two." drakken gave an eep sound at the thought, turning towards this woman. "Are you telling me this kids gonna poop out a bomb every time I go to change it?"

shego slapped him lightly on the shoulder, but they still held those smiles at the playful teasing. drakken's grin kept widening, a sinister gleam shimmered in his dark eyes. "And what’s so funny?" shego asked, allowing drakken to stand. The doctor headed for the doors, chuckling deep in his evil villain sort of way. "I have to make some calls to the usual people. Telling them how I knocked you up and all. Wont mom be surprised." shego took up her plunger and thrusted it at the insensitive man. "You idiot, don’t tell them that! You say im with child or my mood swings will destroy any chance of you having any more children. KAPEESH!?"

drakken dodged the flying plunger, dashing out of shego's room, cackling while he ran to the nearest phone. "What ever you say dear."