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“Shego!” Released, Kim was at Shego's side in a moment. Kim desperately tried to staunch the flow of blood out of Shego's body, crying as she did so. Shego was in so much pain, but she couldn't even scream, she couldn't cry. It took so much energy to just try to live… and Shego wanted to live. But Shego had already lost too much blood and her eyes were dimming, breath shallow and heart sluggish as her body went through the process of dying.

Ting Ting walked over to Shego and crouched down next to the downed woman. Staring at Shego, she placed a hand on the body and concentrated, willing Shego's skin and bones to knit back together. Even as Ting Ting's power rushed back to her, death had a grip on Shego. Ting Ting wanted to weep, but no tears trickled from her eyes as she watched Shego fighting for every second, no matter how painful those seconds were. Every being on this earth, when dying, had that instinctive fear of death and wished to continue living. Shego was not exempt from that instinct, and she gulped in as much air as she could in a bid to delay that inevitable fall, choking on the blood gurgling up her throat, past her lips. All Ting Ting's healing could do now was take away the hurting of Shego's body. There was no way she could detain the soul that was already leaving.

“Rest,” Ting Ting said sadly. The choking stopped, and Shego felt an odd kind of catharsis on her body. Those brilliant green eyes darted to look at the young girl in wonder, Shego's reptilian face relaxing as the pain disappeared. Then Shego turned her head to look at Kim and gave her a tearful apologetic smirk before letting out one last rattling breath.

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“KP.” Ron and the others had become mobile again and the blonde man went to his best friend's side and tried to pull Kim off Shego. The redhead had placed her lips over Shego's and was desperately trying to breath life into Shego.

“No time, Ron,” Kim's voice was oddly calm as she motioned to Shego's body. “Try to stop the bleeding, we can save her.”

Monique knelt beside the woman, watching her sadly trying to do something impossible. “Kim--”

“What are you guys doing?!” Kim stopped long enough to scowl at them. “Start helping!”

Yinchun was crying quietly, still sitting near Tigger, not moving from her place as her eyes were fixed on Shego and Kim. The dog had woken up but after trying to stand up--he yelped in pain as he put weight on one of his hind legs--he lay back down. Jim was at his dog's side, one hand on Tigger's neck to make sure he stayed down, watching his sister from the distance.

“Kim, she's dead.” Ron tried to pull Kim away, but the redhead turned around and socked Ron across the face, to the astonishment of her friends and family.

“Don't you fucking say that!” Kim hissed, fists clenched at her side. Ron stayed down, hand pressed against his right eye. He could feel it swelling up.

Xaio Qing lifted her face away from Bai Su Zhen's chest, to look at Kim and Shego.

“What have I done?”

Kim kept on trying to revitalize Shego, working up to a feverish pace. Nobody tried to stop her, just watching as Kim finally abandoned her efforts and gathered Shego's limp body into her arms.

“No, no, no… Shego…” It was a long drawn out wail. Kim pressed her lips against Shego's ear, whispering her words mournfully. “Wo di ai ren, ni bu shui jiao, ma? Ni ting bu don? Wo ai ni, Shego. Don't scare me, Shego, please. Wake up, wake up…”

“Is she dead?” Xaio Qing asked mournfully. Kim froze at the sound of Xaio Qing's voice, piercing through her grief. Putting Shego back on the ground gently and closing those unseeing eyes gently, Kim brushed away the twin streaks of dirt on Shego's face, marking the trail of the dead woman's tears. Shego's scaly face had slackened, relaxed as if in sleep.

Shego, Shego, Shego…

No, please. No.

Kim's mouth trembled as a sob tore out of her throat.

God, oh god…

…please…

“What do you think?” Kim asked. Her voice barely squeezed out of her throat. A bitter mix of anger and sorrow seemed to fill her body to overflowing. When Kim thought she could hold no more of that mixture inside of her, she would remember that way that Shego did… something. Anything. A smile, a laugh, an angry snarl. And she felt like her body would burst at the seams. Kim wished her body would burst. Right now she had to satisfy herself with choking out tears, and she let the fire consume her, rather than let the flood inside drown her.

“You killed her.” Kim held up her fists, muttering in Chinese. “Now I'm going to kill you.”