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"For better or worse, love never dies." Edis Crncevic

All I knew was that my head was aching really bad. Scratch that, my whole body was aching.

"Shego....please wake up Shego..." a voice pleaded.

I groaned and finally opened my eyes.I was looking up with a red fuzzy thing bending over me. I blinked a couple of times, and when my eyes finally adjusted, I saw that it was Kimmie.

"Oh thank God you're okay!" Kimmie exclaimed, throwing her arms around me.

I was startled and just laid there shocked with her hugging me. "Um...yay?"

I looked about the Possible residents and saw that we had made a serious mess. The pictures that were once on the walls were now on the floor, shattered. A hole was in the wall and was still steaming hot from my plasma. The glass table's legs were broken and it was also shattered and scattered about. The bookshelf was toppled led over with its book all over the place.

Kimmie pulled away from me and looked worried and sad. "I'm so sorry. I was just so angry at you and...I could have killed you!"

"Really?" I asked sarcastically as I sat up, wincing in pain as my back didn't cooperate. "I can feel that."

"I'll be right back," she told me and ran off into the kitchen, leaving me confused.

She quickly came back with a first aid kit in hand. "Take off your suit."

I looked at her like she was crazy. "I know I'm hot and irresistible, but we're taking this relationship a little too fast, Kimmie...not that I mind."

She rolled her eyes, but that didn't cover up the fact that she had a light blush on her cheeks.

"Shego, I'm trying to help you. You're injured."

"So? I can heal in just a couple days. I don't need a first aid kit."

"Well this can speed up the process. Now take it off!" she shot her hand out to the zipper of my catsuit.

"All right! All right! Keep your paws to yourself! Sheesh..."

I stood and started to unzip. I looked at Kimmie and saw that she gulped at the sight of my exposed skin. I grinned, knowing that I'm teasing her, maybe even questioning her orientation. I was about to finish unzipping, but Kimmie had stopped me at the waist.

"Right there!" she exclaimed, blushing brightly. She was looking away, but her eyes were on my body. "You can stop right there!"

I pretended to tug at my clothing. "You sure?"

"YES I'M SURE!"

I chuckled and seated myself back on the couch, sitting sideways so that the hero could sit behind me to tend to my wounds. The glass from the table had pierced through my suit and cut not my skin, and I knew that there must have been a lot of marks on my back.

She began cleaning the wounds, but I didn't flinch at when the alcohol touched my wounds. We didn't speak about our fight or the family reunion. I don't know why we didn't because I was sure that Kimmie wanted to get things sorted. But right now, tending to my wounds was first on her mind for some reason. Maybe she felt guilty and this was her way of saying sorry. I don't know.

"You don't have to bandage them," I told her when she was done cleaning my wounds. "They'll close in a few hours."

She didn't say anything and just packed away the kit. I stood up once again and zipped my suit back up. "Thanks," I said.

She nodded, wiping off her bloody hands. I sighed and sat down next to her.

"I'll go."

"Huh?" I asked.

"I'll go to the reunion."

She looked at me, her face serious but I could detected guiltiness. "Kimmie, you don't have to go because of what happened to me. I've went through worse things, you know that."

"No, I want to go."

I stared into her forest eyes for a long time, wondering if she was absolutely sure. She seemed serious and held our gaze for a long time until I spoke.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

We cleaned up the house for a while, trying our best to make it look like it once did. The hole in the wall and the table would cost some money, but we had the reunion to get to, so we just hung a picture over it. Besides, we could fix it when we came back. After we finished, I went to my apartment to change clothes while Kimmie went to hers. When we met back up again at her parents' house, we were pondering on how we were going to get to Go City which was three states over. Our answer came to us.

At first we heard a loud noise, like a hovercraft or jet. We came outside and saw that the Team Go jet was on the Possible's lawn. The door opened and out came my twin brothers first. They were taller since I last saw them.

"Sup sis?" they both said, greeting me with a hug.

I awkwardly hugged them back, wondering how they could hug me after everything in our history. Hego and Mego came out next. Mego wasn't so eager to greet me, but my older brother gave me a bone crushing hug.

"Good to have you back, sis."

"Who said I was coming back?" I wheezed. "And put me down you dolt!"

He placed me back on my feet with a proud look on his face. "Coming back to the team of course! Isn't that why you're coming back with us to Go City?"

"No you idiot," I rolled my eyes at Hego's stupidity and headed over to the jet. "As much as I hate to admit it, I'm going to the reunion."

"That's even better!"

I sighed, already feeling a headache. "Let's go princess."

I heard her fall into step beside me as we heeded to the jet after she greeted my brothers.

"Wait a sec," Mego said. "Why is she coming? You know nobody else is allowed unless they're related or you're in a relationship with them."

I turned around and so did Kimmie. She blushed slightly and knew that that wasn't good enough so I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me with a smirk on my face.

"That's because we are in a relationship."

Kimmie's eyes widened at our close contact, and her blush darkened a bit more. "Ain't that right, love?"

She looked at me, absolutely confused and stunned, and I knew that what I was about to do was going to make her either faint or die of shock. I kissed her right on the corner of her lips that made it look like I was actually kissing her. She stood there like a stiff board, and when I pulled away, her bright red face was priceless. Now I was satisfied.