Friendship and Love

A/N: I make no money whatsoever from these stories and own none of the characters etc.

This takes place a little less than three months after Talking Trash and ignores the rest of the episodes.

Chapter 1 - I have to see him

Linka sighed quietly and the Earth Planeteer laughed at her. "Wheeler will be home soon my friend."

"I know." she replied distractedly as she helped him pack away their gear. Then the beautiful girl realised what he was implying and said sharply "Not that it makes any difference to me."

Kwame rolled his eyes and finished putting away the last of the information packs. "This fair has been a good experience, raising awareness of environmental issues directly with the public is a great idea, we should arrange some in other countries."

"Da, we can tailor it to local issues and with the others here we will be able to cover a wider range of topics." Linka's eyes lit with enthusiasm as she picked up the idea. "I know the assignment Gaia sent them on last week was important but it is a shame they missed it, especially Wheeler..." Linka glared at her companion as he chuckled "... because he could have visited with his family."

The environmental fair was being held in a community centre in the fire planeteers old neighbourhood so Kwame nodded in agreement, but before he could say anything more a female voice with a strong Brooklyn accent addressed them, "Yo, you're the Planeteers right?"

Linka smiled as Kwame moved forward to greet the pretty blond. "We are indeed, I am Kwame and this is Linka." He told her, indicating the pretty Russian. "How can we help you?" He remembered seeing the girl around for the last couple of days, but this was the first time she had approached them.

"Is Wheeler with you?" the young woman asked.

Kwame sighed "I should have known."

"What?" the girl asked in surprise.

The African smiled at her, "That if I meet a beautiful girl in Brooklyn, Wheeler would know her."

The blond laughed and pushed her long hair away from her face, "That's the truth!"

"He is not here." Linka interrupted, her voice cold. "Do you want us to give him a message?"

"I need to speak to him, can you give me a number to call or something?" She was obviously becoming anxious but the Russian wasn't feeling very sympathetic.

"He will be out of contact for another two days, if you give us your name I will tell him to call you." Linka's voice was sounding colder by the minute and Kwame guessed that that wasn't all she would be telling Wheeler when he returned.

"Well my name's Trish, but..." her eyes filled with tears, "This can't wait, I need his help, there's no-one else I can ask."

Kwame immediately put his arm around the distraught young woman, "Do not upset yourself, we will help you if we can. What is the matter?"

Trying her best to control her emotions Trish replied, "My parents have thrown me out, I have no where to go and I can't sleep on the street."

Linka had gone quiet when Trish had told them her name so it was left to Kwame to answer. "Aren't there any shelters? I'm sorry, I do not mean to sound unsympathetic, but I cannot see how Wheeler could help you, though I am sure he would want to."

Trish lowered her eyes, "He'll think of something, I know he will... He'll help me once he knows."

Again it was the Earth planeteer that prompted her, "Knows what?"

Trish looked up at the kindly African and blushed deeply, "That I'm pregnant."