A/N: Sorry for the long wait...I just got distracted...and I'm sorry it's short...and I'm just sorry in general. I don't own squat.

The hospital room was quiet, save the low beeping of a heart monitor. The woman attached to the monitor looked as if she was sleeping peacefully, long black hair fanning out on the pillow beneath her. If anyone had looked they would not of recognized the dangerous Shego, with ivory skin. The doctors in charge of her case had not been told they were looking after a wanted criminal, all they knew was they were to make sure nothing happened to this woman until their boss wanted it too…

So when the woman had arrived they'd whisked her off to an operating room, popping bones back in place, suturing the wounds, and stopping internal bleeding, unfortunately they hadn't been able to stop the loss of a fetus….they were hoping their employer hadn't known she was pregnant because if he had it would be their heads…

They had placed her in a drug induced coma for her sake and theirs. She wouldn't wake anytime soon, and they hoped she wouldn't wake until their boss took her off their hands. They really didn't want to deal with a mourning woman who had just lost her child…it wasn't their specialty. Fixing things: yeah, sure, no problem. Healing grieving patients, mourning mothers:…not so much , it wasn't as if they were grief specialists or anything. They didn't perform miracles, it wasn't in their job description.

The boss had showed up for an hour yesterday, bringing a bossy redhead girl, and an inconveniently clumsy blond boy who was more of a klutz than anyone they'd seen before, the boss had spent the hour holding their patient's hand and whimpering pitifully about "how it was all his fault and how he was oh so sorry…" and it was really quite nauseating. The redhead whose name was…Kim something or another, just stood around telling them how to do their jobs…and the blond, Ron Stoppable, dropped his pants at least 4 times in that time and tripped over carefully laid wires, and knocked syringes off a table where they had been laying in wait for use….all in all they didn't understand why they had to put up with the nuisances of the redhead and Ron.