Well, this is certainly a strange turn of events. Less than a week ago Captain Planet was all but a faint childhood memory until I saw a (fake) movie trailer. Now I'm all but obsessed with it, and fell in love of this pairing. To my despair, there isn't very many Captain Planet/Gaia stories out there. So, why not make some little drabbles that will save me from the horrors of a writer's block halfway through a plot-based story! XD

My main source of information is the wonderful wikia I found, but feel free to correct any mistakes. However, I will warn you that I am going to be using a little bit of my Artistic License when it comes to the past of these two. Captain Planet's past is virtually a blank slate, and Gaia... well it'll be fun tying in bits and pieces from Greek and Roman Mythology.

Anyways, enjoy!

Spent and slightly faded, she could always find him resting in the chambers, built with her tastes in mind, but more for his comfort rather than hers. After so many years, and so many incarnations, she still enjoyed the slight of his green hair laid about the pale pillows, blue crystalline skin haphazardly covered by the red clothes and her sheets.

His brown eyes would barely flutter open as she gently sat beside him, but he would move closer as she caressed his hair, refreshing him with her own power. It weakened her slightly, but with more and more problems arising, he needed the energy far more than she did.

Without him, all would be lost

Besides, the power would return to her, and to Earth itself, after a while. Everything returned to the planet eventually, in some way or another. Earth could endure being weakened if it meant being saved.

Strangely, tending to him gave her comfort and peace. Due to their link, the feeling of content bounced between them grew ever stronger as time drew on. As long as she had him, everything would be all right.

As long as he had her, everything would be all right.

Eventually he would pull her down to the bed, still not opening his eyes as he wrapped his strong arms around her waist. No words were needed as she nestled her head underneath his chin, pressing her hands against the bright yellow globe, feeling his 'heart' thrum in sync with her own as well as the Earth's.

Everything would be all right.