Authors Note - I'm procrastinating, that's why you guys get this. I probably won't have another update until Wednesday or Thursday because of finals. Reviews make me happy!

Also, for copyright purposes i do not own the Fabulous Killjoys or their world. I'm merely hiding from the S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W units here.


The room was filled with bright light and the sound of music filled the air. Wicked Rose was afraid to open her eyes. She was afraid of where she was or if she was still even alive. The door to the room opened and moments later two fingers pressed against her wrist.

"How's she doing?" A voice asked nervously.

"Well, she's got a steady pulse. That's a good thing, but she's still unconscious. Don't worry Kobra, she'll make it." The other man told Kobra Kid.

"Good. I'll go tell the others." Kobra replied, breathing a sigh of relief. With that he swiftly left the room to deliver the news, closing the door behind him.

"I hope i'm right" the man in the room said to himself as he looked down at the young woman.

He stood there for a few moments in a daze thinking about what would happen if he was wrong. The thoughts swirling around his head ranged from somber moods from everyone to a few of them becoming dangerously reckless. He was snapped out of his stupor by a barely audible sound coming from his patient. He stared at her momentarily in disbelief.

Wicked finally worked up the courage to open her eyes. As soon as hers eyes opened she was blinded by the light and quickly shut them. In the brief moment she had sight, her saphire eyes had caught a glimpse of where she was. It seemed like an old abandoned room with posters coated with dust falling off the walls and a man with long 'fro' like hair.

After a few moments of adjusting to the bright light she opened her eyes again. The man had moved to a different part of the room, where he looked like he was sifting through a desk for something. Minutes later he moved back to his patient, smiling as he saw her eyes open.

"Hey you," the man said.

"Hey back at ya," Wicked replied.

"You don't remember me do you?" He asked curiously.

She stared at him for a few minutes trying to remember him.

"You look familiar. I think i've met you before but I can't quite remember" she answered, starting to trail off.

"I think it was two months ago? Yeah, there were really heavy drac patrols and you and your friends were trapped in some old motel. Dr. Death Defying sent us out to help you guys," the man recalled.

"Shit! I forgot! That's right! It's Jet right? Yeah, I kinda remember," Wicked said confidently.

"Jet Star and you are Miss Wicked Rose?" He asked curiously with a smile on his face.

"Yeah. Why are you grinning like that?" Wicked replied cautiously.

"Well" he started, but was cut off by the sound of a large crash and yelling.

He popped his head out into the hall to see what the noise was.

"What's going on out there?" Wicked asked. She tried to get out of bed, but the loss of blood had made her dizzy and light headed causing her to fall back down to the bed.

"Fun Ghoul was standing on a table and fell. I'll be right back. Don't get up, you're leg is still healing from yesterday," he instructed before heading out of the room.

Wicked closed her eyes and tried to remember when she met Jet Star and his friends. As names and faces swirled in her mind one man stood out. A few memories had surfaced of the two of them together. With her eyes still closed she smiled at the thought of him and how close they became over a few days. Unbeknownst to Wicked, Jet had returned with Fun Ghoul in tow clutching his arm as if it would fall off any minute.

"Thinking about him?" Jet called over to the young woman.

"Thinking about who?" She replied. She opened her eyes again to notice a

Short man with black hair was standing by the desk.

"She's alive!" Fun ghoul exclaimed.

Wicked had managed to swing her legs over the side of the bed she was on. Careful she sat up, with her back against the wall for support.

"Go sit, I'll be right there," Jet instructed Fun. Fun ghoul walked over to the bed and sat down nest to Wicked Rose.

"So, how've ya been?" Fun Ghoul asked with a grin.

"Not bad, trying to survive. The same old shit. How did you hurt your arm?" She replied.

"Well, Grace spotted this huge spider and Party went after it with a shoe. So I decided to jump in and save the spider. Unfortunately though I somehow managed to slip and fall off the table I was standing on," he explained.

By the time he had finished with his story Jet had already started to wrap up Fun Ghoul's shoulder into a sling.

"You've been out for almost twenty-four hours, you hungry?" Jet asked Wicked as he finished Fun's arm.

"I haven't had anything to eat in a few days, so I guess I could eat something," Wicked replied.

Jet had helped up Fun Ghoul first and then Wicked Rose. With Fun leading the way Jet had to help Wicked get to the front of the diner. Fun Ghoul had slid into the booth first with Wicked climbing in after. Jet made a few trips, but in the end he came back with six cans of Power Pup, a can opener, and two chairs from the kitchen. As if on cue a little girl and two men came into the diner and over towards the booth the three were at.

"Hi! I'm Grace!" the little girl said excitedly after noticing the young woman.

Grace had climbed into the booth and sat across from Fun Ghoul. The two men following her had been busy in conversation about a newspaper and hadn't noticed the Wicked sitting at the table.

"Why are there two chairs?" Poison asked out loud.

"Well, to try and fit everyone at the same table; that's why Party," Jet answered as he set some spoons on the table. Poison looked down and noticed Wicked Rose sitting next to Fun. Kobra, had already taken a seat next to Grace and looked up from the paper he was reading.

"Well if it isn't Miss Wicked Rose! How's your leg doing?" Party Poison asked her taking sitting in a chair next to her.

"Hurts like hell without any drugs, but it's nothing I can't handle," She said with a smirk.

"Drugs?" Grace asked worriedly.

"Medicine," Wicked clarified.