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All I Really Want

Chapter 6: I'll Face Myself

Kim stared in disbelief and shock at the face looking back at her from the Kimmunicator's screen. It wasn't the fact that it was her own face looking at her as she had gotten use to the idea of her evil clone Kimila running around. She didn't like it, but she was use to it. No, what surprised her was what the video her double had sent.

"Hey, it's me," she greeted rather plainly. "I know this going to sound odd and you probably won't believe me but...I need your help. Now before you say anything or roll your eyes hear me out."

There was a brief pause as if she expected Kim to say something. Like she actually could say something to an opening like that.

"I assuming you're ready to listen now," Kimila went on and for the first time Kim picked up on the fact that her voice sounded...strained. "There's no easy way for me to say this I'll just come out an say it: I'm dying."

Both Kim and Ron gasped a bit.

"Yeah that was my reaction too," the other redhead remarked as if she heard them.

She tried to chuckle a bit but it turned into a rather nasty coughing fit that lasted nearly a minute. She let out a rather disgusting phlegmy sound at the end and looked at something off screen.

"Well that doesn't look good," she muttered then looked back up at the camera. "So here's the sitch. Apparently, 'evil genius' Drakken fixed the whole 'cola melting' problem but ended up creating a whole new one. Seems like the process he used to speed up my aging made my cells unstable and now they're breaking down. Don't ask me to explain it anymore than that cause...well I really don't understand it."

She gave a rather clueless shrug before continuing.

"In any case, the end result is, like I said, me dying. I'm not calling you to make amends or anything, I'm calling because I figure you know someone who might be able to help me. Drakken suggested DNAmy but honestly I'm afraid of waking up with a tail or cat ears or something weird like that."

Kim couldn't help but chuckle at the more than likely true joke.

"Plus I figured you were the only one I could really trust. So that's about it I guess. My life's in your hands. Again I know you probably don't believe me or you think this might be a trap and I don't blame you. Hell, it's probably make your life a whole lot easier if I wasn't around, right?"

Kim's eyes darted shamefully away from the screen as the thought had crossed her mind in the past few days. Of course if she knew something like this would happen she'd never had thought that.

"Look don't start getting all mopey on me, I need you to focus," Kimila stated, again surprising Kim with how accurately she could anticipate her reactions. "I know my life probably doesn't mean that much to you but it does to me. More importantly it means a lot to Shego. I...I really don't know what she'll do if I die and quite honestly I'd rather not have you or Drakken or anyone find out. So I'm just asking you, begging you, to come to the park tonight at 8:00. Same place we met before. Shego and I will be waiting for you there. We'll wait an hour and if you don't show up...well at the rate I'm going I don't know if I'll even last an hour. But still I really, really hope you'll show up. My life's in your hands...sis."

The last statement completely caught Kim off guard as did the fact that the recorded image of Kimila seemed to be staring directly at her as she said it. She knew that it was most likely a ploy to play up on their somewhat strained familial connection, but damned if it wasn't working. As she stared back into the eyes that matched her she saw a sadness and desperation there that made her think that maybe Kimila was telling the truth. If she was, it made for one extremely complicated sitch.

Kim was snapped out of her daze when the screen when blank and Kimila's face was quickly replaced by Wade's.

"So what do you think, Kim?" he asked.

"I don't know," Kim said as she shook her head. "Can you tell if she was lying or not?"

"Not from the video, but it sounded real."

"Yeah but that could just been an act."

"Uh..." Ron started to say something but quickly stopped.

Kim tossed him an annoyed glared.

"Something to say Ron?" she asked irritably.

"Just that...well I've seen you in some of the school plays and...well...nothing personal but you're not that good an actress," he explained, shrinking down into the booth a bit in fear of her response.

"'School play'?" she repeated, looking more confused than anything. "Ron I haven't been in one of those since middle school!"

"Yeah and I gotta say you're acting was a little weak."

"I could have improved since then!"

"Not by that much."

"Ron Stoppable you-"

"Uh guys?" Wade interrupted. "More pressing issue at hand?"

"You're right, you're right," Kim remarked as she looked back down at the Kimmunicator. "I just...don't know what to do."

"You're not going to help her?" both Ron and Wade asked in surprise.

"I...I..." she froze.

She honestly didn't know what she wanted to do. She was ashamed to admit it, but Kimila was right, her life would be a lot easier without her clone running around and sullying her good name. While nothing too bad had happened yet she had been getting some questions from the police lately about why they were getting reports that she was seen with Shego. They gave her rather suspicious looks when she explained it all but they gave her the benefit of the doubt. How long that would go on she wasn't sure.

But was it right to let someone die just to make your life easier? The answer to that was simple; no it wasn't. But did a clone really count as a person? Since human cloning was illegal there was no legal precedent for it, but the moral question was hard to answer. Especially when you happened to be so closely involved. And if she did let Kimila die would that be murder or suicide?

"Kim?" Ron asked softly as he placed a hand on top of hers. "Are you alright?"

"No, I'm not. I really don't know what to do." she answered as she squeezed his hand for strength.

"Well...I don't think anyone would hold it against you if you didn't help. Well except for Shego of course but she's kinda got a grudge against you already."

"Except for the fact that she's dating my clone."

"Oh yeah guess that does make it a little more complicated, huh? Wow she's probably will be ticked if you didn't help then."

"Not making this easier," she muttered.

"Oh sorry," he apologized then leaned in closer. "You know I'll support whatever decision you make."

"I know," she said as she smiled at him. "And I can't tell you how much I appreciate it."

"Ah...well it's just...you know the sidekick/boyfriend thing," he stammered as he blushed a bit.

Kim's smile widened a bit as Ron acted like his usual lovingly goofy self. The smile quickly faded though when the gravity of the situation came back to her. She drew her hand away from his to rest her face in them as she thought it over some more. There was a long, still silence before she finally let out a sigh.

"I'm going to regret this," she muttered into her hands. "I just know I'm going to regret this."

She then ran her hands through her hair before bringing up her right arm again to look back at the Kimmunicator's screen. Thankfully Wade had been patient enough to wait for her.

"Wade, do we know of anyone who could help with this?" she asked.

"As a matter of fact we do," he answered cheerfully. "And it turns out we did a mission for them not too long ago so they still owe us."

"Good," she nodded. "Then get a hold of them and let them know what's going on while Ron and I get ready to meet up with Kimila and Shego."

"So you're really going through with this then?"

"What else can I do? I'm Kim Possible, saving people is what I do. Even if that person turns out to be my villainous clone."

Wade nodded. "Then I'll let you get to it. I'll get back to you with their reply."

"Please and thank you."

He was about to cut the connection when his finger paused over the button and he looked at direct at her.

"Kim?" he addressed.


"For what it's worth I think you're doing the right thing."

"Thanks Wade."

He gave her a reassuring smile before the screen when black. Kim let out another sigh then rest her arm on the table where Ron's hand quickly found it's way back to hers.

"I say I gotta agree with Wade on this one," he said. "Like you said, you're Kim Possible and you help people, even if they are villains. And I gotta say that's one of the reasons I love you."

Kim's earlier smile returned even fuller than before as she leaned forward and gave him a quick and loving kiss.

"Thank you Ron," she said softly. "The fact that you're always here for me is one of the reasons I love you."

He blushed again and went back to stammering incoherently as Kim sat back down on her side of the booth. She truly did appreciate the fact that Ron was always there for her and she had a feeling that appreciation was going to sky rocket before the night was out.


Just a little before 8:00, the Sloth pulled into the parking lot of the park. As she got out of her car, Kim couldn't help but have a sense of deja vu about the whole thing. This time, however, she came not only dressed in her mission outfit but also brought Ron along with her in case it did turn out to be a trap. As they walked down the stone pathway, she again wished they there taking a loving stroll like the other couples around them, but the mission had to come first. Unfortunately, the seemed to be happening a lot lately. She resolved that when this was all straightened out that they would have to find some time just of themselves. No school work, no football practice, no cheerleading practice and most importantly no missions. Just some quality time for them to be alone. That's all she wanted.

She put those thoughts away for later as they came upon the bench where she had met Kimila before. This time there were two figures sitting on it and if anyone else had walked by they would have mistaken them for just another couple. A couple that probably came from some weird costume party, but a couple nonetheless that was enjoying the night air and each other's company. In reality though, Kimila was leaning against Shego's shoulder not to be close to her but to keep herself propped up while Shego held her to keep her from shaking. Kim could barely making it out, but she could hear Shego whispering some encouraging words to Kimila. The sheer emotion put into those words took Kim for a surprise and made her realize that they weren't playing a trick on her. Much like herself, Shego was no where near that good an actress.

When they became aware of the teen hero's presence, both of them turned their heads too look at her, but it was clear that Kimila was having a harder time doing so. Still she managed to smirk as looked up at Kim.

"Toldja she'd come," she remarked before letting out a rather nasty cough.

"Looks like I owe you twenty bucks then," Shego tried to joke but it sounded forced. She then glared up at Kim. "So did you come to help or just watch her die and rub it in my face?"

Kim was taken aback by both the statement as well as the harshness of it.

"No I'm here to help," she reassured them both.

"Good, then we better get going," Shego insisted as she helped Kimila stand.

"Before we do that though there are a few conditions," Kim insisted.

Shego let out an annoyed sigh. "Fine, what?"

"First off all I want to make sure that this isn't some kind of trap. That Drakken and his goons aren't going to jump out of the bushes the second I turn my back."

"Princess look at her," the older woman remarked, gesturing to the sickly looking redhead. "Do you really think we'd go this far just ambush your sorry ass?"

"They kinda have a point there KP," Ron spoked up.

"Who's side are you on?" Kim asked as she glared at Ron. She then turned back to the two criminals. "Fine, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt that's it not a trap. But you're both still wanted felons so I want your word that once Kimila is better you'll turn yourselves in and let the police take you."

"You're just gonna trust us with that?" Shego asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Actually no," Kim remarked with a slight smirk. "That's why when she starts showing signs of improvement I'm going to call the police and have them standing by."

"Thought of everything, haven't you?" Kimila asked weakly. "But I agree to go along with it."

"Kimila," Shego asked unsurely.

"It's either this or let me die. Personally I'd rather spend a few nights in jail rather than be under ground, wouldn't you?"

Shego stared at for a second and then nodded.

"Yeah, yeah alright. We'll do it," she told Kim.

"Good," Kim nodded as well then took a step forward. "Do you need help getting her to the car?"

"No I can do it," the pale green woman insisted.

"Yeah and I can still walk that far at least," the other redhead agreed.

Kim sighed but just nodded and motioned for them to go first. As she and Ron followed them back through the park, she wondered once again if she was doing the right thing or not. Every time she started to waver, however, she would take a look at rather haggard looking Kimila and realize that it was in fact the right thing. No one died on her watch, that was one of her fundamental principles. It was especially true when that someone was in some way related to her. It was a strained connection but it was there. For better or worse Kimila was family and above all family didn't die. Not while she was around.


The Prometheus Institute is dedicated to helping the world through scientific discovery. They are the leader in many breakthroughs helped to shape modern life as we know it. Thankfully for Kim one of their current projects just happened to be the further advancement of cloning technology. Obviously none of it was human cloning, but she helped that they'd still be able to help anyway. As per her instructions, Wade had filled them in on what was going on so the second they arrived a team of specialists helped to get Kimila out of the door and onto a gurney to wheel her to one of the labs, with a very insistent Shego following close behind them.

Once all the excitement died down, Kim was able to find the head of the department and calmly talk to him about the situation.

"Thanks again for helping out Professor Hamliton," she said as she and Ron walked down the hallway beside him.

"Oh it's a pleasure Miss Possible," the grey bearded scientist replied as he adjusted his glasses. "After the way you helped bring in some of experiments that got loose this was the least I could do."

"It was no big," she waved modestly. "Just make sure to keep plenty of kibble around, that seems to keep them happy. They really seemed to like that Kibbles N' Bit stuff."

"Yes we've been feeding it to them regularly and they do seem much more docile now."

"Kinda like someone else I know after they get done eating," Kim quipped as she gave a sideways glance to Ron.

"I do have some...concerns about the kind of people you're asking me to help though," Prof. Hamliton spoke up, drawing Kim's attention.

"I know, believe me I know," she sighed. "But I think they'll be on their best behavior while they're here. In fact Ron and I are going to stick around to make sure of that."

"And I can speak for myself and the other scientist, and some of the guards, when I said we appreciate that. But I have to warn you I don't know if we'll be able to help or not. We really haven't done any human cloning before. In fact we're just now starting to get to higher primates."

"You're cloning monkeys?!" Ron screamed. "I thought you're suppose to be helping! Why?! Why would you such horror onto the world?!"

"Ron!" Kim shouted, getting his attention. "Amp it down. Now!"

"Sorry KP, still got some monkey issues," he said sheepishly.

"You're telling me," she muttered then turned back to Prof. Hamilton. "What about the disk Shego gave us with Drakken's research? Will that help?"

"Oh tremendously. In fact we're already putting it to good use. We're able to convert one of our growing tanks to accommodate a human and I believe they're just starting to get her stabilized."

The small group then stopped in front of a metal door.

"Here you can take a look for yourselves," he continued as he pressed the button to open the door.

The lab inside seemed much like the countless mad scientists' labs Kim and Ron had seen over the years. There were multiple computer stations placed throughout the room with people in white coats combing over thousands of lines of data. A row of tubes larger than a human being sat against the back wall, all of them filled with some kind of strange green liquid. Only one of them, though, had a body floating in them. A very familiar and naked, redheaded body.

"AAAHHH!!" Ron cried out as he covered his eyes and turned away. "KP I swear I didn't see anything!"

"Amp down Ron it's fine...kinda...sorta...maybe," Kim mumbled as she tried to hide her blush.

She knew that all the scientists in the lab were professionals and that it was just something that had to be done, but still she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by the fact that everyone in the room was basically seeing her naked. It really didn't help that Shego was standing in front of the tank and staring at Kimila. When she got over her embarrassment though, she noticed that Shego wasn't looking at her double out of lust, but rather concern. There was a look in her eye that Kim had never seen before as she held up her hand to the glass tube. Kimila stared back at her with glazed over eyes and held her hand up against the glass as well. In it's own weird way it was actually a rather touching scene. Of course it was ruined when she remembered that these were two of her deadliest enemies.

"Well we're ready to being the procedure Miss Possible, but..." Prof. Hamliton spoke up, gesturing towards Shego.

"I know. I'll go talk to her," Kim stated before carefully walking over to the villainess. "Uh...Shego?"

Shego turned her head towards the sound of the voice and seemed a bit startled when she saw Kim standing there. She looked back up at Kimila's floating form and then back to Kim once again.

"Man that's really weird," she muttered.

"Yeah, tell me about it," Kim scoffed.

"So what do you want Princess?" Shego demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

"They're telling me they can begin to help Kimila but you have to leave."

The older woman narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Why would they want me to do that?"

"Because you're in the way. Let's not make this anymore difficult than it has to be, alright?"

"If anything happens to her..."

"Yeah, yeah I know you'll hunt me down, never ending vengeance, blah, blah, blah," Kim droned as she grabbed Shego's hand. "Now let's just go."

Shego looked up at Kimila again and though she couldn't see it through the breathing device covering her mouth, the redhead was giving her a reassuring smile. Even if she couldn't see it, Shego could still sense in and gave a smile of her own with a small nod. She then pulled her hand away from Kim's and calmly walked out of the lab, the two teen heroes following close behind her. Part of her had thought about threatening the doctors there, but she realized that Kim was right; it was no good making things more complicated than they already were. The only thing that would do is hurt Kimila's chances for survival.

Besides, if any of them did mess then up then they'd never several doctors of their own.


The waiting room for the Institute was actually really well furnished with expensive leather couches, thick soft carpeting, up-to-date magazines and the latest in high definition TV. It was actually nicer than some of the planes Kim had been to and considering who she had helped over the years, that was saying something.

All of it was lost on Shego, however, as she chose to spend practically all of their four hour wait pacing back and fourth on the other side of the room. At first neither she nor Ron paid it much attention but after the first hour Ron had to leave because he said he was getting motion sickness from watching her. That left Kim and Shego alone in the room together. Kim had tried to continue to ignore the pale green woman but after awhile the mutters and soft padding of her boots over the carpet became too much for her.

"Why don't you just sit down?!" Kim advised in an annoyed tone.

"Why don't you shut up?!" Shego shot back.

"Hey don't forgot who's helping who here!"

Shego finally stopped at that remark and placed her hands on her hips as she glared at the redhead.

"Oh yeah you've done a great job so far! All you've really done is separate me from Kimila and allow a lot of Poindexter to do who-knows-what on her!"

"What they're doing is trying to help her."

"How do you know that?!"

"Because I actually trust people!"

"Yeah...well..." Shego tried to think of a comeback but her mind went blank. "That's...not the easiest thing for me to do."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Kim said, rolling her eyes.

"Oh don't get all high and mighty on me Princess. You don't know what I've been through."

"And I suppose Kimila does?"

"Damn right she does because she was actually willing to listen to me."

"Probably because you forced her to or messed with her mind or something."

"I didn't do anything to her mind. Unlike some people I don't use mind control on the people I disagree with."

"What's that suppose to mean?!" Kim shouted angrily as she jumped up from the chair.

"Twice, twice, you were OK with mind control being used one me," Shego retorted, holding up two fingers to emphasize her point.


"Well let's see...there was the time you squirted me with Drakken's mind controlling shampoo."

"That was in the heat of battle and it's not like I told you to give up crime or anything I just walked away until it wore off."

"And how, pray tell, did you know it was going to wear off?"

"Well...I...uh..." Kim darted her eyes around nervously.

"Exactly. And then of course there's the infamous Miss Go incident."

"OK, that wasn't my fault!"

"But you didn't do anything to change it either," Shego pointed out. "You're perfectly willing to let me be that bubbled headed idiot for the rest of my life until your jealous boyfriend 'accidently' hit me with the Reverse Polarizer again."

"But...you seemed so happy?"

"That's because I had my brain switched! Doy! I mean think about it, you think Stoppable was happy being Zorpox?"

"I...I..." Kim stammered.

After failing to come up with a good argument she lowered her head in shame.

"No, I don't think he was happy," she admitted.

"And neither was I."

Kim nodded a bit before something occurred to her.

"Wait," she whispered as she looked at Shego. "Did you say it was when you're Miss Go that you realized you had...feelings for me?"

Shego's eyes widened a bit at the statement. Specifically the fact that it was completely true.

"Well...alright...maybe one good thing came out of it," she confessed. "And that's a big maybe considering all the grief I went through."

"The grief you went through?!" Kim exploded. "Do you have any idea what this whole sitch has done to me?! No, don't answer. I can already guess; you didn't. I mean did you ever even stop to think about what you're doing?! You basically violated me! You took my DNA and made that...that...thing!"

"That thing the only person other than myself that I've given a damn about in a long time!" Shego shouted back. "And I wouldn't have had to go that route if maybe you'd just consider my proposal."

"So you think I could just dump Ron, turn into a lesbian and love you like that?!" The redhead snapped her fingers. "I'm sorry but that's not exactly how it works. If anything you should have just gotten over it."

"I want your life!" the pale green woman blurted out, surprising the teen hero. "I want your life for just one second where I can just get over the person I love more than anyone else."

"You don't love me!"

"How do you know?! Huh?! How do you know?! You wouldn't even take the time to listen to me! You just thought it was some plan of mine to throw you off guard. But it wasn't. It was a true confession of the heart, which for me is a very big step! And you just spat on me! That's why I did what I did. That's why I had Drakken make Kimila. And that's why I'm here. Trust me I don't like this anymore than you but I am not letting her die without a fight."

"Shego..." Kim said softly as she took her rival's words.

"I don't want to hear it. Whatever it is, I don't want to hear it. Obviously you don't think I can't care about anyone but myself so whatever you're going to say, forget it," Shego said in a huff before crossing her arms over her chest and turning her head away.

"I'm sorry," Kim whispered.

That statement took Shego by surprise and made her drop her defensive posture to look over at the younger woman.

"What?" she asked.

"I said I'm sorry," the redhead repeated. "You're right, I didn't think you could care about anyone but yourself and I thought this whole thing going on between you and Kimila was just something to get under my skin. But now..." she looked Shego in the eyes with a sympathetic look that the green woman had never seen before, "...now I understand. You do love her, don't you?"

"So much it hurts sometimes," Shego replied, surprising even herself with that answer. "I mean if our situations where reversed and it was Stoppable in that tube..."

"Then I'd be doing exactly what you are now."

"Then you understand."

"I do," Kim nodded as she took a step forward and laid a hand on Shego's shoulder. "And I promise you I'll do whatever I can to help Kimila."

"Thanks," Shego sighed.

There was a rather awkward moment between them as they stood there in unmoving silence.

"You can move your hand now," Shego told her.

"Oh right, yeah sorry," Kim rambled as she took her hand off Shego's shoulder and sat back down. "So...uh...where does this leave us?"

"'Us'?" Shego quirked an eyebrow.

"You know what I mean."

She shrugged. "Soon as we know one way or another I suppose it'll be business as usual."

"So then you two will go back to helping Drakken?"


"And there's nothing I can do to convince either of you to change your ways?"


"Alright then," she nodded and went back to the program on the TV.

Shego was about to start pacing again but decided against it and instead sat down on one of the couches. She picked up one of the magazines from the coffee table in the center of the room and idly flipped through it as she tried to think of anything else besides all the bad things that could happen to Kimila. Unfortunately, being that she was never a particularly optimistic person, she couldn't help but think about all the things that could go wrong and what would happen to Kimila as a result and then what she'd go through and...

she screamed mentally as she shook her head.

She kept repeating that mantra as she flipped through the magazine again. Her head snapped up at the sound of the door to the waiting room opening, but her hopeful expression quickly fell when she saw Ron walking into the room.

"Oh, it's just you," she muttered then turned back to her magazine.

"Things not going well?" Ron asked as he sat down next to Kim.

"Not at all," she replied.

"Well at least she stopped pacing."

"Yeah but..."

"But what?" he asked, looking at Kim in concern.

She shook her head. "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

Ron arched an eyebrow in curiosity of her statement and was about to ask her again what happened when opened once more and Prof. Hamilton stepped inside. Shego bolted to her feet as soon as his gazed fixed on her.

"Is she...?" she stared to asked.

He nodded. "She's fine. The procedure went off without a hitch. We have her a recovery room for now."

Before he could say any more or Kim and Ron could even think to stop her, Shego bolted out of the room, nearly pushing the older scientist down as she did so.

"KP! She's getting away!" Ron shouted, springing to his feet.

"I don't think so Ron," Kim explained calmly as she too stood up. "I think she's just going to visit Kimila."

"Oh right. Well...shouldn't we go after her to watch or something?"

"No," she said gently. " I think for the moment we should give them some privacy."


After getting lost for a bit, most due to the fact that she had no idea where she was going, Shego was pointed in the direction of the recovery room by one of the scientists walking the halls. When she finally did find it, she was amazed at how much it looked like a regular hospital's room. That actually made her shiver a bit as she was never really one for hospitals. She pushed her fears aside though as she walked up to the large picture glass window that looked into Kimila's room.

She placed her hand on the glass as she stared at the unconscious redhead inside. Again the parallels to a normal hospital came up as Kimila was laying on a bed with two sets of rails on the side and medical green sheets wrapped around her. An IV was attached to her arm along with something clamped onto her left index finger that was monitoring her vitals. Shego leaned closer until her forehead was pressed up against the cool, smooth surface of the window. She stood there and just stared at the woman she...the woman she loved.

She did love her, there was no doubt about that. That's why she embarked on this whole crazy thing to begin with; so that she could have a Kimmie all to herself. One that could possibly return the feelings she had for the young redhead. That's what Kimila had started out as but she quickly became so much more. Once she accepted what she was of course. After that she became so much more than just a clone of Kim. There were still some similar traits of course but she was a Kim that could learn to just kick back and have some fun. In a weird way it actually made Shego's feelings stronger for Kimila than they had ever been for Kim.

But now here she was, laying in that bed and looking so...helpless. So fragile. It was just the complete opposite of how she was use to seeing her that it almost seemed like she was looking at another person. But that was Kimila. Her Kimila. The first person in a long time she had given her heart to. She wanted to run into the room and hug her and hold and comfort her and tell her everything was going to be alright, but she couldn't. At least not yet. She would wait until Kimila woke up and looked like she had some strength to her. She just didn't want to make things worse by rushing the recovery.

So instead Shego just stood there and watched over her, praying that things would get better. As she did so, she noticed a radio playing in the background somewhere and with a timing usually reserved only for dramas or poignant comedies, a song that perfectly captured the moment began to play.

I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh, god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head

Well the singer was right about one thing, this whole ordeal did feel like it was taking forever. From the moment they first got there to even now just standing outside Kimila's room. It all happened in the span of just a few hours but it felt like days, even months. She just wanted it to be over with so they could go back to the lair and get back to business as usual. But it seem fate or God or whatever wanted to mock her by stretching this out just a bit longer.

How did she feel, that really was the question. Not just Shego but Kimila as well. How did she feel about all this? Was she feeling anything at all? Was she dreaming while she was laying there so peacefully? And if so...was she blaming any of this on Shego? She'd have a right to, after all it was Shego's own selfish needs that made her force Drakken to create Kimila in the first place, knowing full well that idiot couldn't make a decent clone if there was a gun to his head. And now because of her selfishness someone almost died. She had promised herself so along ago that that was another mistake she wasn't going to make and yet...

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

Shego closed her eyes and sniffed to fight back the tears. She wasn't going to cry. Not here. Not now. She didn't cry. She was stronger than that. Kimila was going to be fine and they would get out of here soon enough. Just because there was some stupid song playing on the radio that seemed almost tailor made for her at the moment, didn't mean she was going to break down like some sad little girl.

She growled as she tried to block it out.

she thought irritably.

As much as she tried to fight against it, she couldn't help but let those lyrics sink in. She knew her feelings for Kimila, that much she was sure about. But what where the redhead's true feelings for her? She they had been flirting pretty heavily the last few weeks but was it real or was it all just an act? Just part of her need to separate herself from Kim? Cause there was definitely no way Kim was going to act like that.

But what if this incident made her decide it wasn't worth it? That trying to be different than Kim only led to her getting hurt and that she should follow in her "sister's" footsteps? What would Shego do then? She could find away to find Kim, she'd been doing that for long enough it wasn't even very difficult now, but Kimila? No, she couldn't fight her at all. Maybe...maybe she could go back to being a hero with her. It really wouldn't be that bad would it?

I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That shine for you
And it's the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That lie to you.. yeah-ah

It wasn't the stars that lied to her, it was herself. She lied to herself when she thought she could have any semblance of a normal relationship. Especially when that relationship was with the clone of her worst rival. So maybe it was her own fault. Maybe she doomed herself from the start. Or maybe she just wasn't meant to be happy. Lord knows she never really did anything to deserve it. But maybe, just maybe...

Her thoughts, as well as her attention to the song, were diverted when she noticed Kimila starting to move. Her eyes brightened a bit as she saw the redhead slowly open hers and look around in confusion. Deciding now was the best time, Shego pushed the door open and practically ran into the room. She controlled herself just enough that she wouldn't give Kimila any undo stress or excitement.

"Hey," she greeted with barely contained enthusiasm.

"Hey," Kimila greeted back weakly.

"So how you feeling?" Shego asked as pulled one of the plastic chairs next to the bed and sat down.

"Like all my molecules have just been scrambled."

The older woman let out a small chuckled. "Probably because that's just what happened."

"That would probably explain why I still feel a little out of it."

"Yeah, probably."

An uneasy quiet overcame them as neither of them really knew what to say next. Shego knew all the things she wanted to say but she just couldn't seem to find the words. Every time she tried to start she'd either loose her nerve or her mind would simply go blank. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Kimila spoke up.

"You know, I've always wondered why they go to all the trouble to make hospital gowns when they don't cover up everything," she muttered, wiggling a little bit in the bed. "I mean seriously, my butt's just rubbing up against these sheets and they're not the most comfortable in the world."

Shego looked at her in disbelief for a second before a bemused smirk crossed her face. She then chuckled a bit which quickly turned into a full blown belly laugh. One that was so strong she grabbed her stomach and bent over a bit and for awhile even stopped making sounds altogether. Kimila watched her in concern and confusion and started to wonder if she should call the nurse, or whoever, for

"It wasn't that funny," she admitted.

"I know, I know," Shego replied, wiping a tear from her eye and trying to compose herself. "It's just...I'm glad you're able to make jokes after all this."

"Well I think I should be able to. I mean besides feeling like crap I'm gonna be OK, right?" she asked, looking a bit worried now.

Shego picked up on the change in attitude and immediately grew serious. She reached out and took Kimila's hand into her own to give it a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

"Yes," she said softly. "You're fine. But one of the docs I ran into on my way here says they want to keep you for a few more days for observation. You know, just make sure you're definitely going to be alright."

"Great, so I get another few days stuck in a hospital bed and being poked and prodded," Kimila sighed then leaned back against the pillow even more.

"Hey don't worry about it. It won't be that bad. Plus I'll be here to make sure the docs don't get too hands on. After all that's my job."

Kimila chuckled at the remark but quickly grew quiet again. She looked over at Shego with just a hint of sadness in her eyes. She gave the pale green woman's hand a hard enough squeeze so that it didn't hurt her but was enough to draw her attention towards the girl.

"You know what the worst part about this whole thing was?" Kimila asked wearily.

"The not knowing," Shego said without thinking.

"Well maybe for you. I was pretty out of it the whole time."

Shego smirked at her own stupidity. "Yeah I guess that's true. For me though it was not knowing what was going on. And all the waiting."

"Yeah I can imagine that wasn't fun," Kimila scoffed then looked her in the eyes. "For me, the worst part was the thought of not seeing you again."

Again Shego found herself speechless, due mostly this time to surprise.

"It's true. Just was I was going under I couldn't help but think that watching you walk out of the lab might be the last time I'd ever see you. It...it was a horrible thought. Especially since I knew if something did happen to you then I'd never get to tell you..."

Kimila moved her gaze from Shego and down to her covered lap as she tried to find the strength to say the next words.

"To say what?" Shego asked softly, a small lump in her throat.

"To say..." Kimila started, her eyes going back to the matching emerald set in front of her. "Well...since we started out relationship I've not really been clear what my feelings were. I've had fun I can tell you that and I did feel something towards you but I wasn't quite sure what it was. I thought it was just lust but when I was floating there in the tank, looking at you, watching you walk away I just wanted to scream out..."

"What? Kimila please," Shego begged almost helplessly.

"I love you."

A relieved and cheerful smile spread out over Shego's lips at hearing those words.

"I love you too," she replied with a slight sniffle.

"You're not going to start crying on me now, are you?" Kimila remarked even though her eyes started to water as well. "Cause the woman I fell in love with wasn't a big cry baby."

"Oh shut up!" the raven haired woman admonished as she smacked her lover on the arm.


"Now who's the cry baby?"

"Oh that's not fair, I'm still tender here!"

"Not too tender for a kiss I hope."

"I'll never be tender for one of those."

Shego leaned in forward with a predatory smile. "Careful there, I might have to put that theory to the test when we get out of here."

"Hmmm...look forward to it," Kimila smirked back as she leaned forward as well.

They met half way to share a tender and passionate kiss. As it started to grow more intense, Shego snaked an arm around Kimila's head to hold it in place as she tried to climb into the bed. At the sudden feel of the redhead pull away and started to scream as she went into convulsions, Shego immediately pulled away and paniced.

"What?! What'd I do?! Do I need to get a doctor?!" she shouted erratically.

Before she could leave though, Kimila suddenly stopped and gave her an amused smirk.

"Gotcha!" she cried out before she started laughing.

"Oh! You little..." Shego fumed before yanking one of the pillows out of behind the girl's head and hit her with it.

"Ow! That's a bit rough!"

"Good! You deserve it!"

"Oh really? Well then maybe you deserve...this!" Kimila shouted as she grabbed one of the other pillows, pulled it around and smacked Shego in the face.

As a playful pillow fight broke out between the two, they were blissfully unaware that they were currently being watched by another redhead who looked exactly like Kimila. Despite her earlier statement of letting the two have some time alone, Kim knew that leaving them unsupervised in a top secret lab was probably a bad idea no matter the circumstances. She had waited a few minutes out of respect though but now she stood across the hallway and watched the two continue their mock battle. It was weird feeling to watch oneself be that playful on the other side of things. Especially given the situation with all the parties involved. Still it was kind of...sweet to watch them.

"You know, I've had dreams like this," Ron mused as he stood beside her.

"Please don't," Kim requested even as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"I know, I know," he remarked, wrapping an arm around her waist. "It's still just...weird watching those two."

"Please. At least it's not you're clone in there."

"Which kinda brings me to my next point. If Kimila is just a straight up clone of you and they didn't mess with her mind at all and she's in a relationship with Shego then wouldn't that mean that somewhere deep inside you..."

"And that's one of the things I've been trying not to think about all day!" Kim cried out, throwing her hands into the air.


A little after the pillow fight had ended, Shego had been asked to leave the room so that Kimila could get some more rest. She was reluctant at first, so much so that she thought of punching the fool who suggested she leave, but she realized it probably was for the best that the redhead be allow to recover some more in peace. So now Kimila found herself laying in the bed all alone and desperate wishing this place had a TV mounted on the wall like real hospitals. Laying there with nothing but your thoughts to keep you company got real old, real quick. Especially since she felt healthy enough to get out of there.

She gave serious thought to unhooking her IV and the heart monitor and trying to find Shego so they could both sneak out of there and be done with this whole thing. Unfortunately, that thought died when the door opened and Kim stepped into the room. Kimila rolled her eyes and dropped her head back onto the pillow.

"It figures," she muttered.

"What was that?" Kim asked, walking next to the bed.


"I hope you weren't planning to try and escape."

"Now would I do something like that?" Kimila asked in mock innocence.

"You? Yes," Kim replied flatly.

"So I guess that's why you're here, then? To make sure I don't try to get away."

"Partly. But..." she paused with a sigh then sat down in the plastic chair, "I was just want to make sure you're okay."

Kimila arched an eyebrow. "You do?"

"Well yeah! Like I said before even though you are on the wrong side of the law, you're still my sister in a weird way and family's worry about each other. It's what they do."

"Well...thanks. I guess."

"Don't sound so enthused about it," Kim scoffed.

"Sorry but this is just...weird."

"Yeah tell me about it."

"So is this going to be another talk where you try to convince me to join 'the side of good' again?" Kimila asked in an annoyed tone. "Cause I'm really not in the mood for that."

"Well I didn't plan on that, but now that you mention it..."

"I knew it!" the other redhead shouted, jabbing an accusing finger towards her sister.

"You have to admit you could do a lot more as a good guy than a bad guy," Kim tried to reason with her.

"First off all it's 'bad girl', trust me there's a world of difference, and secondly the world already has you so it doesn't need me."

"But think about all the good we could do working together."

"Kim, we've already gone over all that," Kimila sighed in exasperation. "You're the good one, I'm the evil one. Let's leave it at that."

"But I can't."

"Why?! Why can't you leave it alone?! Oh, that's right, but you're a control freak"

Kim gaped as she tried to think of a comeback for that remark.

"I am not!" she finally blurted out as she sprung to her feet.

"Yes you are. It has to be your way or no way at all. And don't try to deny it, cause I already know that. Remember..." Kimila tapped the side of her forehead.

"So you have my memories, so what? That doesn't mean you know everything about me," Kim remarked as she crossed her arms over her chest and turned away from her twin.

"Actually it kinda does."

Kim spun back around on her heel so that she was now glaring at the bed ridden Kimila.

"Fine if you know sooo much about me, then why aren't you like that?!" she demanded.

"Because I've learned not to care so much!" Kimila revealed. "I've learned just to kick back and have fun and let me tell you it's a lot better than stressing over everything. You should try it."

"I do not stress over things!"

"Oh right. So that's why you got so worried about your date to the junior prom last year, cause you weren't stressing over it. Silly me."

Kim groaned and rubbed her temples.

"I'm beginning to see why Shego was so against cloning," she muttered.

"Because you know I'm right," Kimila said smugly.

"You are not right!"

"Then prove me wrong."

Kim looked like she was about to say something but then suddenly stopped and shook her head.

"No. I'm done with this. This was a mistake to come here and try to talk some sense into you. Obviously you don't care about anyone but yourself," she said before she turned and started to walk away.

"That's not true! I care about other people!" Kimila defended herself.

"Really? Like who?" Kim stopped and asked.


"Cause she's really a great person to care about."

"She is! You just don't know her like I do!"

"Alright then," Kim said as she walked back over to the chair and sat down. "Enlighten me."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because it's very personal stuff and I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone else. Especially you," Kimila remarked glaring at Kim.

"Fair enough," the other redhead nodded. "But don't you think you could help her a little more by-"

"AAAARRRGGGHHH!! Don't! Just stop! For one single second stop!"

"Alright, alright, no more of that," Kim caved in, holding her hands in front of her.

"Thank you!" Kimila sighed in exhaustion.

"You're welcome. And I take it that's a thank you for saving your life too, right?"

Kimila blinked in confusion as the question caught her off guard.

"Well...no actually," she confessed. "But this is." She looked Kim straight in the eyes. "Thank you. I know you didn't really have to help me, but I'm glad you did. So thanks. And even though she'll never admit it I'm sure Shego is grateful as well."

"Actually she already did thank me," Kim revealed with a bit of a smirk.

"Really? Wow. That's...surprising."

"No kidding. But any case you're welcome," she said as she laid a hand on top of Kimila's. "Like I said for better or for worse you're family and families help each other out. I just hope at some point you'll remember that yourself."

"Yeah, maybe," Kimila replied absently. "I wouldn't count on it though."

"I wasn't."

Kim gave her a quick smirk before standing up again. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stop then turned around and gave her sister a very surprising, and slightly awkward, hug. Kimila was surprised by the action but returned it once she recovered. When they broke part, Kim turned and quickly made her way out of the room, leaving Kimila alone once again. This time though she had plenty of thoughts to keep her company.


A few days, and several thousands needle pricks, later Kimila found herself alone again but this time she was actually able to get some rest. It wasn't the most peaceful sleep she had ever had what with the constant beeping of the heart monitor and the fairly uncomfortable bed she had to sleep on, but still it was something. As she was just starting to awaken she heard the door open and a pair of soft feet slowly walked over to the bed.

"Oh come on, you guys just took a blood sample," she groaned as she slowly opened her eyes.

When they came into focus though she was surprised at who she saw standing there.

"OK never thought I'd see you here," she remarked.

"I know, but I felt I had to come here," Ann Possible replied.

"How did you get past all the security?" Kimila asked as she sat up in the bed.

"Well I am a world renowned brain surgeon. Plus being Kim's mom doesn't hurt either."

"That's what I thought," the younger redhead scoffed. "So are you here to give me the whole 'I should be a good guy' speech too."

"No, Kimmie already told me that wasn't going to work," Ann replied as she sat down. "Although I do agree with her."

"Figures you would," Kimila muttered as she rolled her eyes.

"But I probably do so for a different reason."

"And I guess you're going to tell me it, aren't you?"

Ann looked at her crossly for a second before her expression changed to one of sympathy.

"Yes I am," she said confidently. "It's a very simple reason though...I'm worried about you."

Once again Kimila found herself caught off guard so much that all she could do was blink.

"Umm..." she stammered. "Why?"

"Because you're a clone of Kim and to me that makes you as much my daughter as her."

Kimila sighed and ran her left hand down her face. "Is this a thing with the you two? Just cause I'm a clone of Kim doesn't make me part of your family."

"I think it does. And I think you know that, which is why you called Kim for help."

"No I called her for help cause I knew she was the least likely to betray me."

"Because she was family and families look out for each other."

"Now you're just repeating her."

"Really?" Ann asked, surprised.

"Yes. She said the same thing. More than once."

"Then I guess I taught her even better than I thought."

"Yeah, yeah, you're mother of the year. Can I get back to sleep now?"

An annoyed look crossed Ann's face.

"Don't you talk to me like that young lady," she chided.

"Sorry," Kimila apologized then looked confused. "Wait, why am I apologizing? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"I think smart mouthing your mother is wrong enough."

"But you're not my mother!"

"I'm sorry but that's how I see myself and nothing you say is going to change that. And that's why I'm so worried about you. This whole 'evil' phase you're going through isn't good for you."

"Oh God not again!" Kimila cried out in frustration. "Why can't you people get it! I am evil! Nothing you say is going to change that! This is me, right here, right now! That's all that matters!"

"But what about your future?" Ann pleaded.

"What about it?" the girl asked, crossing her arms over her chest in a pout.

"Haven't you given any thought to what you're going to do after all this is over?"

"Shego and I are going to retire to a private island somewhere and live out our days in peace and tranquilly in a tropical paradise."

"How can you be so sure about that?"

Kimila shrugged.

"Exactly, you can't. Not like this at least. I know you don't want to hear this and I'm trying not to beat a dead horse, but I can't help but think about these things. I'm a mother and like any good mother I can't stand to see one of my children making obviously wrong mistakes."

"But again-"

Ann held up her hand to cut her off. "I know. You can say that all you want but I don't think you believe it. You're a part of our family. Granted you're the black sheep right now but I hope in time you can realize how you're hurting your father and I and more importantly yourself with all this. If that time ever does come...then you know where you can find us. We'll be here for you. I'll be here for you. Even if that means I have to visit you in prison."

She let out a tired sigh then stood up.

"Anyway that's all I wanted to say. I know whatever decision you want to make from here on out is your own but I hope you'll at least think about what I said."

With that, Ann bent down and gave her wayward daughter a hug that left her even more shocked than Kim's. So shocked in fact that she couldn't even return it or say anything as the elder Possible walked out of the room. When she finally did regain the ability to move or think, Kimila fell back onto the bed with another exhausted sigh and stared up at the sheer metal ceiling.

"Some family," she muttered.


After nearly a week, the doctors finally cleared Kimila to go and upon hearing the news she practically jumped out of the bed once the IV was removed from her arm. She threw the hospital gown off and moved over to the closet where her catsuit had been stored. She yanked it off the hanger and slipped it on like one would a glove. Which were the next items she got to after zipping up her suit and securing the collar. By the time she had gotten to fastening her hip pouch, Shego was standing in the door frame and smiling at her.

"Seems you're feeling a lot better," the raven haired woman said happily.

"Much. Can't wait to get out of this dump," Kimila replied, walking over to her.

"Yeah about that..."

Shego stepped inside the room and slid to the left to reveal two police officers as well as Kim and Ron standing behind her. Kimila's cheerful mood quickly deflated as she remembered the details of her deal with Kim.

"Oh. Right. That," she muttered as she placed her hands together in front of her.

"Deal's a deal," Shego remarked as she stood next to her lover and repeated the redhead's actions.

"Well I'm glad you two are taking this so well," Kim said with a hint of surprise in her voice.

"We do owe you," Kimila said as one of the officers snapped a pair of handcuffs around her wrists. "You can consider us even now though."

"Just as long as you let these nice officers take you."

"Of course we will Princess," Shego agreed as the officer behind her started leading her out of the room.

As they two walked obediently down the hallways, they glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes and gave just the briefest hint of a smirk. It was a subtle action that went unnoticed by everyone. They offered no resistance as they were taken outside and carefully placed into the squad car. Kimila even offered a small wave up to Kim as it started to drive off. Kim returned it rather uneasily before looking towards Ron.

"So you think we've seen the last of them?" Ron asked hopefully.

"Not a chance. I'm sure they'll find a way out of prison eventually. And when they do, we'll be ready for them. Until then we just-"

Kim's sentence was cut off by the loud screech of tires sliding along the pavement. Both she and Ron snapped their heads back to see the police cruiser stopped just a few yards down the street. It was rocking back and fourth do to some kind of activity inside and seconds later the front doors opened and the police officers came flying out, each with their hands cuffed behind their backs.

"We said we'd let them take us," Shego called out as she leaned out from the driver's side.

"We just never said how far," Kimila finished from her place in the passenger's side.

They both laughed a bit before sliding back into the car, closing the doors and hauling ass down the street.

"KP they're getting way! I'll get the car!" Ron screamed as he started to head for the Sloth, only to be stopped by Kim's hand.

"No," she said, still looking at the quickly fading car with a small smile. "Let 'em go for now. We'll get 'em next time."


Once they got far enough away from the Prometheus Institute, Shego and Kimila ditched the cop car and made their way back to where they had hid Drakken's flying car. From there is a quick flight back to the lair. Their arrival was met with cheers from the henchmen who gave Kimila many happy well wishes. Of course this might have been due to the fear of if they didn't say anything the duo might kick the crap out of them or it could be that they were happy to have their eye candy back. If the latter was true then they definitely would kick the crap out of them. But that could wait for later. For now they needed to tell Drakken they were both back and hope he hadn't hurt himself too badly from working on some crazy invention while they're gone.

"Yo, Dr. D, we're back!" Shego announced as they stepped into the main lab.

"And with a full bill of health. No thanks to you," Kimila remarked.

When they received no answer they grew a little concerned.

"Dr. D?" Shego called out again, her steps growing more careful and preparing herself to flare up her hands.

They stopped when they cleared one of the more bulkier consoles in the room to find Dr. Drakken talking to some girl. She looked about Kimila's age and had chocolate brown hair at fell down just past her shoulder blades and perfectly matched her eyes. She wore a hot pink baby-T with the words "Bad Girl" emblazoned in black, cursive writing across her ample chest. Beyond a good portion of revealed mid drift were a pair of tight, black leather pants accented by a hot pink, studded belt that hung down a few inches at the end. Black, shin high boots and grey fingerless gloves topped of this rather odd ensemble. It wasn't the outfit that had caught the duo's attention though. It was the fact that this girl was the same shade of a blue as Drakken.

"Uh, Dr. D, who's the girl?" Shego asked, not sure if she really wanted the answer.

Drakken let out a surprised shriek but quickly recovered and turned to his sidekicks.

"Oh good, you're back. Everything went alright I trust," he said, looking at Kimila.

"Yeah I'm fine," she quickly waved off as she focused on the girl. "Who is that?"

"Oh, yes, well...you see this here is Lilah," he introduced, gesturing to the girl. "She's my daughter. Apparently."

Shego and Kimila's jaw both nearly dropped to the floor as their eyes went wide as saucers. They continued to stare in silent horror for several seconds at this 'Lilah' girl who was waving cheerfully to them. When they finally recovered and were able to speak they both said the exact same thing:


The End

Alright, I know right now some of you are staring at that "The End" card and thinking the same thing Shego and Kimila are. Yes I did mean to put "The End" up there as this is the end of this story. Not the end of this universe though. If you check out my list of stories you'll see that I have a few more fics for this universe planned out. Even before all that I had a least the sequel in mind cause I just knew if I left it off at that scene and didn't come back to it people would probably hang me. So I will follow this up. It might take awhile as I have three other universes to play around in but I will come back.

So be on the look out for the next fic in the "AiRW" series, "Daddy's Little Girl" that will go into great detail of who Lilah is, who her mother is, where she's been all this time, and just what her part in this "evil family"is. It'll be a fun will romp for all.

Oh and before I forget the song used here is "Through Glass" by Stone Sour. It's one of the two songs I had in mind for this fic since I started to plan it out. I didn't use all the song though as after awhile it just repeats the same few lyrics and I couldn't think of what to do with that. Still I thought it fit the scene rather well and I hope you guys did as well. Please be kind and let me know either way through reviews. That'll let me know if I should use more songs in my fics in the future or not. Though probably still gonna do it cause there are a few I want to work into places. But still, this will help me realize who frequently I should do it.

Well that's all for now. It's back to the "MI" universe for me with my next fic and back here...whenever. See ya!