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Author's Note: This is a prologue – a 'teaser' to let the reader know ahead of time what's going to happen, the "point of the story". Yes, there will obviously be more... it will be as long as it wants to be.
I'm getting a bit of a slow start – sorry 'bout that – but it's starting to pick up now. The Machinery seems to be working again. Updates should occur NO LESS than weekly, although the first one may be a bit longer...
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"Hello?" Kim said tiredly. Figures someone would call when she FINALLY felt like she'd be able to go to sleep. The images and feelings that had been running wildly through her head for the last couple of days had finally been forced into perspective, and she could almost put them out of her mind. It wasn't me. It wasn't us. It's not possible.
"It's me" Shego said.
Kim's heart nearly jumped out of her mouth, "Doc!", she cried happily, unexpectedly overcome, before it occurred to her to wonder why. And... why did she call Shego 'Doc'?
But Shego didn't say anything about the 'Doc' part. She knew all about 'Doc'... Like Kim, Shego knew more than she wanted to; and also like Kim, the knowledge wouldn't leave her alone. She hadn't wanted to make this call - she simply couldn't help it.
"I remembered something... Kim" Shego said. But it didn't sound much like the Shego that Kim knew. There was no sarcasm in her voice, no implied smirk on her face. None of that infuriating confidence that Shego always showed off. In fact, she sounded a little like... that other Shego.
"M-me too" Kim replied before she could stop herself. No! She hadn't "remembered" anything! It wasn't me! It wasn't us! Dammit!
Once again, Shego seemed to let it go, not following up with the "Oh? What?" that Kim was dreading.
"I... I remembered getting rescued, Kim. I remember what happened. Is that what you remembered?"
"Uh... no" Oh thank god... "But – what happened? How did you remember it? I mean... are you SURE you're really... remembering?" Because it HAS to be something else! They're JUST DREAMS! And... and anyway it... it wasn't... "us"...
"We were there for twenty-one years. Twenty-one years, Red. Uh... I mean..." Shego never finished saying what she 'meant'.
Kim was too stunned to speak. If the events in her 'dream' had taken place only ten years after the accident, that meant that they'd lived there for eleven years afterward. That meant... That meant... No! GOD-DAMMIT NO!
Her eyes squinted shut as if to keep the thoughts out of her mind, Kim resorted to her only safe option: to ask about the mundane. "So how did we get rescued?" There. That was a good question. She could listen to Shego talk about that. Facts. Events. No feelings. No more feelings! Please...
"You built a beacon. You called it a... a 'reality phase' something – I can't remember. You said it would either work right away or not at all" Shego reported matter-of-factly.
"I...I built it?"
"Yeah. You got us rescued, Red... I mean 'Kim'." Shego stopped speaking, but Kim could tell there was more she wanted to say. Kim would have to drag it out of her, as usual... Really, Shego could be SO... wait a minute... how did Kim know how Shego could be? It wasn't her!
Kim doubled over on the bed into a fetal position, phone still to her ear. Oh god... oh god... oh god... she thought. And for the first time admitted – it might have actually happened. It might be true. Maybe it WAS us... Oh god...
"Kim? Kim, what do you remember? Kim..." Shego's voice was almost begging. No, this was not the Shego Kim knew. It was the Shego Kim had come to know. And then Kim realized - Shego was just as scared as she was. Shego wanted to know – and feared – the truth as much as Kim did. And finally – Shego hurt as much as she did, too. What had been wrong, what had been missing, was suddenly revealed – and it wasn't what either of them was expecting.
It was so unfair to keep Shego guessing, wondering. Kim knew now... it was real. It had happened. It had been them. Different, yes, but the same, yes. And Kim couldn't let Shego hurt the way she had been... it was simply not something Kim could do. Not to Shego.
"I remember getting married."
Fully five minutes of silence while the only sound on the phone-line was each other's breathing.
Finally, her voice near cracking, Shego said, "T- to me?"
Under the circumstances, it was about the most stupid question Shego could have asked. There had been ONLY the two of them, for twenty-one years, apparently. But the irony didn't even occur to Kim.
"Yeah. To you, Doc."