Unexpected Plans

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She only found enough strength to let out a yelp before she was swept into the arms of one of Professor Dementor's henchmen. A green plasma glow came only slightly onto her hands, but it fizzled out quickly.

"Don't... Touch me..." She said, close to fainting. The door burst open, and the image of Drakken's livid face was the last thing she saw before she succumbed to the darkness that bound her.

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Hego's classic cry of "Go Team Go!" Resounded through the bathroom. The twins surrounded the henchmen and Mego shrunk down and held onto Shego. The sight of Dementor trying to capture his Shego, while she couldn't even defend herself, it awakened something in him. Something... Primal. Angry. Vengeful. He pulled a ray fun from his lab coat, and zapped all of them, sending them into shock. The only one he couldn't get to quick enough was the one who carried the raven haired woman he loved.

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She awoke groggily, a dull pain making her wrists throb. She opened her eyes to a sparsely decorated room, with a few shades of chrome littered about. She looked to see herself chained and shackled to a wall. A laugh ricocheted off of the walls and resonated in her mind. Dementor. The low-life... How dare he try and capture her! Well, she'd show him. Once her strength came back, she'd scare him straight. She knew enough to know that Drew was going to go out of his mind looking for her. She could scarcely wait to see what weapon he wielded from his belt in an attempt to save her.

She didn't notice anyone there until a whip cut into her side.

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Meanwhile, Drakken was typing furiously at his computer, desperate to track down Dementor and get Shego back. Kim watched him in a sort of daze. She'd never seen him so... Focused. He got a lock on the location in less time than Wade could have. He grabbed a small ray gun, then set off for Dementor's lair, full of fury, and no room in his heart for regrets.

***

In a lair in Sweden, hidden in the alps, Professor Dementor lurked, his thoughts full of malice. When Drakken had landed in his lair, he'd known, and sent a few men to subdue him. The men didn't come back. This disturbed him deeply, for he knew Drakken had come alone. He went to the area he was keeping Shego hidden, and stood by her. She herself was conscious, but covered in bruises and blood. It looked as if he'd hung a scarecrow to his wall- she was so lifeless. Drakken burst through the door, with bloodlust glinting in his eyes. No one ever hurt the woman he loved and got away with it. Shego tried to choke out a greeting, but was silenced by Dementor's snap of the fingers, as he had his henchmen strike her across the face. Seeing her like that... So demeaned and abused... It only added fuel to his fire. He made it a point of firing the laser at Dementor and his goons. It gave them neuro shock syndrome when hit. He rushed to unchain Shego. When he did, she collapsed to the ground. He put two fingers to her neck. Her pulse was weak and thready, but it was there. She was alive, and that's what mattered. He looked at her, really looked at her for the first time. She was covered in purple splotches that covered her body. Her side was bleeding- not severely, but enough for him to notice it. One eye was blackened and screwed shut.

She looks like a fallen angel, he thought. Bloodied and broken, but an angel. The angel that would save him from himself.

He carried her to the hovercraft and rushed her to the hospital. He was left to dwell on his sorrows in the waiting room while they tried to stitch Shego back together.

"Mr. Lipsky," said a nearby doctor. He nodded.

"Miss Go has a few contusions to her head, but otherwise she's fine. However," she said, quietly, "The trauma to her body caused a miscarriage. I'm sorry." She walked away.

He wept.