Everything You Know Is Wrong

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A little something I dashed off at KPSlashhaven.  I'm trying to post it here just to see if I can.  

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Everything You Know Is Wrong

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-- Beep Beep Be Beep --

"Go, Wade," Kim barked into the Kimmunicator.

"Message on the website from Shego--"

"What does she want?"

"Not you."

"Not me?"

"Nope, wants Ron.  Is he there?"

Ron was there most of the time with and for Kim.  She turned and handed him the Kimmunicator.  He had heard Wade's words and was puzzled.

"What do you mean, she wants me?"

"I don't know.  She just said it was vital that she saw you.  Be at Bueno Nacho today at four-thirty."

Ron looked at Kim, who nodded her head yes.  "Okay, Wade" Ron told him.  "Kim and I will be there."

"She says you alone.  This is for your ears only."

"Don't do it Ron."

"Would you go if someone asked to see you alone?"

"I don't--"

"Yes, you would.  I'll be there, Wade.  But, uh, if you want to keep an eye on the place I wouldn't mind."

At four-fifteen Kim, in the best disguise she could manage, was in a booth on the side of Bueno Nacho Ron hated.  She counted on him staying true to his long established patterns and he didn't disappoint when he came in ten minutes later, got a small order of nachos and sat in a booth where the bench had been worn into a perfect impression of his rear end.

A few minutes later a goth chick, in black pants and a black t-shirt with a skull on the front came in.  She glanced around, and her eyes bore into Kim the way Kim's bore into her.  The woman hesitated a minute, then saw Ron and moved over and slid into Kim's usual spot in the seat opposite him.

"You don't look so hot," he said by way of greeting.

"Yeah, try a week without a decent night's sleep."

"So, why did you want to see me?  Decided you couldn't resist the old Stoppable charm."

She gave a dry laugh, "If you had any idea why I'm here you would find that unimaginably sick."

"Whoa, really?"

"Really… Look, a week ago I found something out.  I'm still having some trouble accepting it.  I guess I'm hoping it's wrong.  But I had to talk with you."

"With me?"

"With you."

"What is it about?"

"A week ago Drakken insisted I go to a Star Wars marathon with him.  We left after The Empire Strikes Back.  As we leave the theater he asks if I knew why he dragged me along.  I tell him no, and in his best James Earl Jones he tells me. 'Shego, I am your father.'"

"You're kidding?"

She closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the booth, "God, I wish I was."

"But how, when, huh?"

"He was a grad student, TA for some freshman math class or something.  He got involved with a student and she dropped the bomb she was pregnant."

"What did he do?"

"The yellow coward dropped out of his grad program and ran like a dog.  Five years later he tried looking her up.  By then she had married some decent guy -- don't know if she ever told decent guy the truth or not."

Ron felt a little uneasy, wondering where this was going.  "Did the woman have a baby?"

"Yeah, put it up for adoption according to Drakken.  He said he was able to trace her down and kept the occasional eye on her through the years.  When she left her brothers to go off on her own he recruited her to work with him."

"You believe this?"

"Well, it explains some of the salary he paid me.  And why he puts up with the crap I give him.  And why he went major freaky when I had that moodulator chip on me."

Ron shuddered at the memory.

"And," she continued.  "I called mom and dad.  They admitted I was adopted.  God, ever had your life turned upside down?  Think you could take it?"

"I guess so, if I had to.  That's why you've not been getting any sleep?"

She chuckled, "Part of it.  I decided I wanted to meet my birth mom.  Drakken told me her name, and the name of the guy she married.  Her name was Rachel Schwartz--"

"Whoa, weird coincidence.  That was my mom's maiden name."

"Yeah, fairly common name.  I found almost five hundred when I Googled it.  But I don't think many of them married a Ben Stoppable."

Ron stared at her, open mouthed.  "You're kidding?"

"Wish I was.  Look, this all may be some weird hoax Drakken is pulling on me for God only knows what reason…  Although it might explain why he can't remember your name…  Maybe when he hears Stoppable he just forces it out of his mind.  Can you…  I don't know how to bring this up.  Is there any way you could ask your mom if…  God, there is no way to ask a woman, 'hey, did you put a baby up for adoption before you married dad?'  If it's true I have no way of knowing if your dad knows anything or not."

Ron sighed.  "She did.  Dad knows.  They never talk about it, but I've got a mean aunt who…  You're my sister?"

"Half-sister.  Yeah, I'm as thrilled about it as I'm sure you are."

"I'm just thinking, Sis, could you float me a small loan for a Grandé size Naco platter?  I mean, if we're family and all?"

That actually got a laugh out of her.  Kim, who had been watching the pair wondered what was going on.  Shego handed him a bill, he went to the counter and returned with two platters, putting one down in front of her.  Before he could sit back Shego stood up and gave him a big hug, which he returned.  The exchange was more than Kim could take and she was across the floor in a minute, "What are you doing with my boyfriend," she demanded.

"Leave her alone, Kim.  You aren't supposed to be here."

Kim stared at him, Ron standing up for Shego?

"Leave my sister alone," Ron repeated.

"Your sister?"

Shego laughed, "Oh, God, bro, you and I aren't the only ones whose lives just got turned upside down."

--The End--