040. Sight.

By Ninnik Nishukan

He couldn't move. All he could see was the ceiling; off-white, with a few cracks.

Where's the nurse? It's TV time! I want my adjustable bed...adjusted!

Shego's frustrated voice interrupted his thoughts: "I told you it was gonna blow up the lair, but did you listen? No! And now look at us!"

Delighted, he waited for another outburst, but she'd fallen asleep again.

Drakken sighed. It was going to be a long two weeks in traction.

If he really strained his eyes, though, he could just see the dark shimmer of Shego's hair, and the sharp curve of her nose.