A/N: So, I wrote this story several years ago, when I was pretty young and naïve, and unaware of certain tropes. That being said, I realize that a trigger warning should probably be added to this story, as well as its sequel. I apologize to anyone who may have been bothered by the content of either story, and…well, just know that if I was writing this now, I wouldn't have gone about it the way I had. I don't feel right taking it off, though, so I hope the TWs will be enough

So, TW: Sexual assault, rape

The moon hung over Middleton, casting a dim glow onto the city below. For once, it was quiet. Middleton wasn't a very active city during the dead of night.

Shego was thankful for that as she made her way down the sidewalk. She could see her breath appear in front of her in little cloud-like bursts. She wished that her plasma could keep her warm, but even though she was naturally hotter than the normal person, the winter season still made her chilly.

She kept on walking, heading towards the familiar house in the distance. She again wondered if she should turn back, and not bother. That question had haunted her the whole time that she was walking up the sidewalk.

It was too late to turn back now, she decided, as she turned into the driveway of the small house.

She stepped onto the porch, and pressed the doorbell. She heard it chime throughout the house, and almost ran away right then. But, something kept her there.

"I'm coming!" She heard the girl holler from inside the house. Shego turned around, and started to walk away, fear entering her heart. She couldn't do this…she couldn't do this..she couldn't…


Shego froze, her heat beating wildly.

"Shego? What are you doing here?"

She turned around slowly, facing the red-headed heroine. "I…I need your help, Princess."

Kim Possible had been enjoying a night in for once in her life. For once, GJ didn't have any missions for her to go on. She had no homework. And since she had her own place now, she didn't have to face any interruptions from her parents.

Life was good.

She had been sitting in her room, watching Kill Bill on television. She always had a soft spot for Tarantino's revenge flick.

Then, the doorbell had rung. She stood up, wondering who would be dropping by at that time of the night. Her parents? Probably not. The Tweebs?..maybe. She prayed that it wasn't Ron. He was being way too weird since they broke up. Talk about clingy.

"I'm coming!" She shouted, running down the stairs. She walked to the door without bothering to find out who was there.

She opened the door, and immediately froze. It…couldn't be. What…what was she doing here?

"Shego?" She said softly, looking at the back of the woman in front of her. She watched as the other woman froze in place, and tried again. "Shego? What are you doing here?"

Shego turned around slowly. "I…I need your help, Princess."

Kim stared at her for a few moments. "What?..."

Shego sighed, and started to turn back around. "Never mind, Kim. I shouldn't have bothered." Kim noticed how run-down Shego looked. She wasn't wearing her trademark catsuit. Instead, she was dressed in faded jeans and a green t-shirt, of both had seen better days. Her hair hung around her face limply. She saw that her eyes were red and puffy.

"Wait, Shego. Don't leave." Kim reached out and grabbed the green woman's arm. "I'm sorry that my reaction was like that. It's just….a shock to see you here. Please, come inside?"

Shego looked up at the younger girl, and nodded. She let Kim lead her inside the house, the door swinging shut behind her.