This is a Kim Possible fanfic. I do not own Kim Possible or any of the characters within, Disney does. Please don't sue me.

I apologize for the excessive amount of flashbacks I use, Disney does not seem to develop characters very well in their series

It was Saturday night and Kim Possible was bored. Bored and annoyed. She was walking around the mall with her friends and she was bored. She was trying hard for it not to be evident, but Ron could tell. Ron always seemed to know when something was wrong with Kim, so had been trying to cheer her up. But this was how she felt.

Kim was always bored when she hasn't been on a good mission in a few days, so that was expected. The annoyance was from the fact her last mission, the previous night, had been her first mission in weeks. And it was a complete disaster. She had been called on a mission to stop Shego from stealing some satellite and she failed. In fact, by the time Kim got to the crime scene Shego was already gone. Gone. Kim couldn't even get to the scene of the crime because the police and Global Justice had up their tape and restricted the area. No fighting, no bantering, nothing. That annoyed Kim even more than if Shego HAD waited there, and they fought and she had escaped. Shego hadn't waited for her, so she had no excitement. So here she was, at the mall with her friends doing normal stuff. Normal boring stuff. True, she had her friends with her and she really enjoyed their company, but to be honest she wished they were doing something less boring. She smiled as Ron came toward her obviously trying to cheer her up again. Not because she was trying to be polite, but because he really could brighten her day. He always found ways to make her smile as if he knew how boring she was finding this. They had stopped at Kim's favorite fashion store, Club Banana, to shop and wait for Monique to end her shift.

"Hey, KP, honestly do these look any different than the pants I bought last week at Smarty Mart?" he held up a pair of pants looking suspiciously similar to the ones he was wearing

"Yes, Ron. They look a lot different" she pointed to the small banana patch on the pocket smiling. They had this discussion every time they came here but it always brought a smile to her face.

Monique came by holding up three different bikinis. "I been looking all day and narrowed it down to these three, which one do you think looks best, Kim? Summer's in a few weeks and I need to be at the height of fashion at the beach." She held two in one hand, and her preferred one in her other, motioning it toward Kim.

Kim agreed. Monique's fashion sense was top notch. Nobody else Kim knew had her kind of fashion sense. Well, she admitted to herself, maybe one other person. "You're right Monique. They all look great, but I really like that one. You're going to turn the sand to glass when you wear it"

Monique smiled as her friend agreed with her "Thanks, Kim. I can always count on your advice"

Just then a scream tore through the Club Banana followed by Ron Stoppable, being the voice of reason and holding up a pair of pants. "Now just calm down everyone. Naked Molerat on the loose, please watch your step." While Ron policed up his pet, Monique made her purchase (using the employee discount) and they left the store in a cheerful note, heading straight toward the food court.

Ron was talking "I don't see why we can't stop by the Bueno Nacho instead of eating here. On Weekends they give half off your second nacho platter."

Monique replied "We just don't have the time to drive out to Bueno Nacho and still catch the movie. And we definitely don't want to eat at the theater, the food is so expensive"

"And greasy" Kim added "And we don't want to miss getting to the theater on time, today is your turn at movie picks, Ron" Kim actually liked when it was Ron's night. He always picked action movies, which she would usually find more enjoyable than drama.

"Buyah, Excessive Force 3" Ron chimed. Kim and Monique smiled.

"Buyah" came a small voice from Ron's pocket and a pink head stuck out holding up it's paw. Which Ron immediately tapped with a finger.

The mall had a Taco Bell, which Ron thought was a poor substitute for his precious Bueno Nacho. Kim and Monique got their food from a Chinese cuisine. The three (or four including Rufus) ate happily amid the stares of other people watching a rat eating tacos on their table. Monique turned on Kim "What's your plan for the summer?" she was really wondering about was her plans after High School, but summer was a good place to start.

"Probably helping out the parents until College starts" Kim had been known to spend her free time during the summer helping out either her mother at the hospital or her father at the lab. As in everything else she was a quick study and a hard worker, so she was a valuable commodity. Kim was well worth the small wage she was paid when she temped at either place. Also, her parents really liked having Kim around.

"How about you Ron?" Monique turn to him while Kim remembered the previous summer she had spent at the hospital, which was mostly spent calling her mother and telling her about her current world-saving mission.

"Oh, I'm gonna part time at the Bueno Nacho until my cooking school starts in the fall. I'm gonna own my own place someday" Ron always got excited when he talked about cooking, mostly because it was something he was so good at, but partially it was to hide the fact he didn't know if he would be in a cooking school or an ancient temple learning from monks next year. He had no idea which he would prefer more, but he could not reveal any more about the school then Kim already knew.

"How about you, Monique?" Kim said turning on the girl. Monique just sighed "My scholarship doesn't cover all my expenses, so I have to keep working at Club Banana. But at least I keep the employee discount." She added smiling

A short drive later they were at the movies. After a 10 minute wait in line they had purchased their tickets, went inside and got their popcorn and drinks. As they got their seats and sat down in the crowded theater Kim's Kimmunicator went off. Monique rolled her eyes as Kim hit the button.

"What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim asked (like usual)

"Drakken and Shego were spotted near one of their older lairs near Middleton."

"Thinking of taking up shop in one of their old hideouts? That isn't very smart" Ron added.

"Which one is it Wade?" Kim asked

"10 miles out of town, down Walbar Street. Do you need me to get you a ride?"

"We drove here, Wade. But thanks anyways."

"Is that the theater?" Wade asked trying to decipher their location.

"You bet, Wade. Excessive Force 3, and we have good seats." Ron said, while his hopes of actually watching the movie were diminishing.

"Had good seats. We're leaving. Thanks again Wade" Kim turned to Monique "Sorry about this"

"No problem. This is why I always drive my own car. Have fun guys." Monique settled in looking at all the popcorn she suddenly acquired. "Tell me about it later"

By now the previews had started playing "This had better be worth the price of admission" Kim said as she drug Ron out of the dark room.

( ------ small rewind)

"Shego, please hurry up" Drakken whined. They had been outside his old lair for exactly five seconds. "I swear, forcing me to break into my own lair is inhuman. I still pay property taxes for this place." This was true. He did pay taxes for this and half a dozen other lairs around the country. That was the main reason the government had not seized them.

"Cool it, Dr. D." his busy accomplice said "It's not easy circumventing all the detection devices Global Justice puts on your old lairs." She was busy using her finger as a laser, cutting through the steel doors that Global Justice had sealed together to keep anyone out of the lair. There was also several KEEP OUT signs. Not to mention the numerous motion detectors and cameras set up to alert authorities if anyone trespassed. Most of which Shego had already disabled or rerouted.

As always, Shego was a consummate professional and within a minute she had the main doors open. "Ladies First" she said sarcastically as she strolled into their old base pulling a device out of her leg pouch while scouting for any more detection devices.

Doctor Drakken waited patiently outside the base while Shego worked. He reflected how this particular lair got to be in this shape. This was the base he had used during the reunion event. He had built these amazing robots to awe the world with his technical genius. His BeBe robots, however, had failed to display his genius to his old friend-turned-rival Dr. Possible. It was times like these that forced him to reflect how differently things could have gone. One thing in particular.

FLASHBACK.

Dr. Drakken was immersed in working on a robotic form while Shego approached him from behind holding a large unmarked box in both hands. "Here's your parts, Dr. D." she said announcing that she arrived back from her mission and shaking the box slightly. No response from Drakken, who was oblivious to her presence while working on his creation. "Dr. D, your parts" she said a little louder. Nothing. She cradled the box with one arm and started poking him with the other. Dr. Drakken still obliviously kept working on the robotic form in front of him. "Screw it" She said, grabbed a black marker and wrote "Your parts, Shego" on the lid and set the box on the table behind Drakken with the other parts and tools. It was past time for her workout anyways, so she went to her personal gym in the basement.

A few hours later Doctor Drakken showed up in her gym and threw open the doors. "Shego, did you get those parts yet? I needed them hours ago"

Shego had barely begun working up a sweat, and didn't want to be interrupted. So she answered directly "I put them on the table in your lab. They were right behind you." While she continued her workout with the training robot.

"Shego, we've discussed this before. When I ask for something you bring it to me. Not my table, nor a henchman. This is why I am building the BeBe robots. I bet THEY can follow simple directions."

This annoyed Shego. So, she flipped over a kick from the training robot, then did a split avoiding a vicious combination of punches, then pulled her legs together standing up and coolly pushed the OFF button located where it's nose should have been halting it's next series of attacks. She walked up to Drakken "You think those toys can do better than me?" she challenged

Drakken, while impressed with her physical prowess (like always) would not back down "As a matter of fact, Shego. I can make them move so quickly you can barely see them. And they will follow orders. So yes, they will definitely be better."

"Fine" she replied "You can test your theory. I quit" she started walking toward the door

"But, Shego.." Drakken stammered following her until she slammed the door and melted the handle. By the time he got out of the gym, her room had been cleared out.

And, of course, the reunion was a disaster. Kim Possible easily defeated the BeBes and Drakken wound up in prison. Except, during the transport from the county jail to a high security prison he was rescued when the van's tires suddenly went flat. The guards never saw what hit them.

END FLASHBACK

"I had said those unkind words and she still came back for me" he thought "If only she had been there to fight Kim Possible that day. I bet she would have knocked that stupid device out of Possible's hand. Shego, with my BeBes, would have won the day for sure."

It was for this reason they were here. On that day he had been hauled to prison directly from the reunion. So crucial parts were left here for future BeBe robot production. (Note. Drakken knew the BeBes had made a hive and made Bonnie their queen, but the neural network that had enabled the robots to move faster than one can see also made them far too unstable for him to trust. He had to have Shego destroy the one robot that she had managed to bring him from the remains of the Hive when it tried to take over his base.)

"Dr. D. its clear." Shego was talking to him from just inside signaling to him that it was ok to enter. She was putting away an electronic device he had developed for her to detect the GJ's bugs.

"Good job, Shego. Now come help me turn on the security equipment before anyone arrives" He walked briskly toward the base's control room with her following.

"Why, exactly, do we need to turn on security if we're only grabbing a few boxes and leaving?" Shego asked raising an eyebrow.

"One can never feel too secure. This will give us ample warning should we get unexpected visitors. Plus I can even reroute the Global Justice technology to warn us if anyone arrives. These parts may be scattered so I need ample time to retrieve them all and box them up again if necessary." he replied as they reached the main control room. Drakken opened up the circuit box and a few minutes later the computers powered up. The cameras switched silently on. Satisfied they were working he turned to his partner. "Come, Shego. I think I know where you can best stop miss Possible should she arrive.

And there is a good chance of that, this is her home town after all."

Shego just shrugged and followed. She preferred to ambush Kim at her convenience, but the paychecks were a lot bigger when she attempted to listen to Drakken. Anyways, if she didn't like what he said, she could always do her own thing. As it was, Drakken had selected a decent spot. A large open space, well lit, but with enough shadows that Shego could hide in. A convenient overhanging girder she could drop down from, and looking around, a few security cameras so Drakken could monitor the fight in case things went sour. She could work with this, Shego thought. Anyways, how could Dr. D come get her with the escape hovercraft if he had no idea where she was?

When Doctor Drakken turned to walk back to the control room, he glanced back and Shego was gone. He just smiled and went back to work.

By the time the outer security alarms went off (silently) announcing Possible's arrival with the buffoon, Doctor Drakken had already rerouted the Global Justice technology to work for him (They had some good scientists, but not nearly as brilliant as himself). He had also parked the hovercraft in the hangar near the control room, loaded a few of the lighter boxes into it, stacked all the heavier boxes on the floor in the control room, drew up some modifications on the BeBe robots, thought of some potentially useful purposes for a death ray and played a game of solitaire. He glanced at his watch. It had been an hour since he had left his anonymous tip on that stupid website. They sure took their sweet time getting here. He didn't bother warning Shego of the arrival of the cheerleader. He was sure she already knew. Probably before the alarms had started going off. He looked up at the monitors and saw Possible and the buffoon walking toward where Shego was lying in wait and smiled. The fight was on.