Author's Note: Qrow is like a father figure to you, so yeah he has a nickname based on your personality like he does for everyone else.

Summary: Doctor Oobleck only makes a cameo in this chapter (*gasp*)! Don't worry... he will be back...

Your POV

The infirmary, you immediately recognized. (You may as well get a VIP frequent visitor pass from how often you end up here). Your guess was confirmed when your blurred vision adjusted and a testing of your muscles revealed you were covered in a sheet with your arm attached to an IV.

You could hear two male voices coming from the hallway, but couldn't make out who they were or what they were saying.

"Looks like you finally woke up kiddo," a deep raspy voice spoke, slightly startling you. You knew who it was immediately and looked towards its source, a dark haired man in his forties lounging in an armchair by the window.

"Qrow?... hey…." You mumbled sleepily.

He sat with a casual posture and a small smirk but his bloodshot, serious eyes betrayed the notion that he was collected.

"Hey little Fairy. You and Barty gave us quite the scare." He sighed and took a swig from his flask, which seemed to materialize out of nowhere.

"Ah… I hear you got jumped by a horde of Grimm that weren't supposed to be there… and yoouu-" eyebrow raised, he shook the now empty flask in your direction, "-decided to pull a little stunt that almost left you as monster chow. Amateur move, you frikkin dumbass."

Guilt and embarrassment over your failure left you bereft of words as the memories of the mission that you were told was going to be easy flooded back. "I-I umm… didn't…"

Qrow's expression softened as he walked over to you and placed a hand on your arm. "I'm just being hard on you because I don't want to outlive ya, alright? And I've gotta say… you've got guts kid. That's something that's real important for a huntress and can't really be learned by going to some fancy lessons… You're getting stronger every day. But until we say you're ready, you better not pull any shit like that ever again or I'll kick your ass in training until I put you back in this hospital myself."

You smiled a bit at the tipsy man's concern for you and his compliment (and from Qrow yes that was a compliment).

"Don't act all happy! I'm serious", he jested. He began to walk back towards the center of the room. "You're under our care now, and I'll be damned if we don't return you in one piece".

The voices outside the door had gone quiet at some point. There was a knock on the door before it opened and the silver-haired Headmaster cautiously slowly opened the door, taking in the scene and nodding his head to you in greeting. You sat up in the bed, more awake and anticipating a conversation.

The bird man winked at you "Quick Y/N! Pretend you're still in tons of pain and maybe he'll go easy on you! AAGGHH it hurts so much! I'm going to sue Beacon!" He clutched his stomach in feign agony and you couldn't suppress a giggle as Qrow's usual uncouth and somewhat silly nature returned. He had been a mentor and like an older brother to you since you became employed at Beacon. After all he was the one that "discovered" you and insisted you meet the Headmaster.

He laughed at his own joke as he walked towards Ozpin and the door. The professor held an expression that was both stern and a smile at the same time- one he wore a lot when he was entertained but trying to hide it. "Ms. L/N is not in trouble Qrow, I'm sure you've reprimanded her enough."

You let out an internal sigh of relief at his words. Thank gods... Although something tells me I'm not completely out of the woods yet, since Ozpin seemed to almost be waiting for me to wake up.

"See you soon Fairy!" Qrow called you by your pet name as he walked out the door, flashing you a kind smile before closing it behind him.

You turned your attention to the man in black and green who was walking across the room towards the chair next to your bed, silver cane tapping against the ground. He sat with a tired sigh and a look of concern upon his ageless features, as he focused on you. "How are you feeling Y/N?"

For some reason you felt nervous as you looked at your boss, unsure how to answer and what he was going to ask next. You picked at your cuticles, not maintaining eye contact "p-pretty fine, just a bit out of it and shaky since I only just woke up."

"I'm glad. Your Aura has healed most of your injuries but you're probably going to feel sore and tired for the next few days as you recover from the physical and psychological drain. All this," he gestures to the what you are hooked up to, "is just a precaution, as you probably know by now. You can leave the infirmary within the day."

Well you didn't have to rub it in. You know you get injured a lot, it's not exactly your fault.

A thought suddenly dawned on you, "Wait Professor! Where's Doctor Oobleck? Is he alright? I… passed out before we were even out of range of the Grimm", your eyes pleaded the professor for an answer.

"Ah yes, Doctor Oobleck is quite alright. His injuries were not as major as yours and he is a seasoned huntsman so he was treated and released almost immediately. Do not worry my dear… he has been the one worried about you." Ozpin noticeably shifted a bit, "I was actually just clarifying what went on yesterday with him up until a few minutes ago."

Yesterday… I have been sleeping for well over twelve hours then.

You could tell it was before noon out from the sun against the window. You found yourself feeling disappointed that Bartholomew hadn't come in to see you with the headmaster. You wondered if Oz had chosen to talk to you alone on purpose.

After a pause the silver haired man began talking again, "I must first formally apologize for the circumstances that allowed you to become injured in the first place. As you know, it was supposed to be a relatively low risk retrieval operation, with the purpose of you to collect samples for your research and get some experience outside of the borders of Vale as a budding huntress. Professor Oobleck was designated as your escort due to his proficiency with long range weapons and his own familiarity with botany, although he is a historian."

You smiled at the mention of long range weapon. That dust and caffeine powered bazooka, flamethrower thing that the doctor wielded was really a sight. He forgot to mention how we get along really well and how Bartholomew's one of the few huntsmen I trust enough to be alone with besides you and Qrow, you thought to yourself. Well you guess you couldn't complain that he was sparing the details that you both already knew.

The headmaster continued to explain how both the school's initial estimate of Grimm in the area had been way off and some huntsmen in the area had done something stupid to drive a large concentration of angry Ursa into the exact location you had been in, then irresponsibly left without defeating them or sending out a public warning. He assured you something like this would never happen again and that he would send you out with a larger party on your next mission to be extra cautious.

He then proceeded to give you the same "talk" as Qrow had just a bit earlier (sans profanity and threats) about not using yourself as a meat-shield or being overly confident, because if you died, that would be an issue.

"Your semblance has great potential, as you've heard many times before, but to be honest you don't have complete control over it yet." You promised you would be more careful and you meant it. The near-death experience combined with the guilt of making everyone worry about you was not something you wanted to repeat any time soon.

"One last thing before I leave Ms. L/N", the professor straightened up and looked you in the eyes. "I assume that since you haven't said otherwise, everything Doctor Oobleck has testified that happened in the field was true, yes?" You nodded in agreement, "yes professor, to what I remember."

Ozpin trusts Bartholomew, they are friends besides being colleague. Why was he asking you to confirm his account?

"So, you blacked out, most likely from shock or exhaustion, at some point while Doctor Oobleck was using his semblance with you." You waited for him to go on. He explained how Bartholomew had used the majority of the remainder of his aura to put as much distance between you and the Ursa as possible. He had then put out an SOS to Beacon and protected you as his aura regenerated and he administered primary first aid to your injuries. Team CFVY, who had been out on a mission nearby, responded and arrived to escort you back to Beacon where you and the green haired huntsman were taken to the infirmary.

"According to Coco, he carried you the whole way back even though Yatsu offered many times to help." You looked away, embarrassed by the blush that was creeping into your cheeks for some reason.

Ozpin gave you a serious, steady gaze as he asked his question "So, tell me Ms. Y/N, do you have any ill feelings towards Doctor Oobleck after these events? I could have you removed from being his assistant if you'd like, even just temporarily."

Eyes wide, you just stared at the enigma of a man for a few seconds. "Of course not! He saved my life! Both from the Grimm… and managing to bring me back to Beacon alive despite how completely useless I was." You shook your head, confused. "What gave you the idea that I was upset with him?"

The mysterious man let a small, genuine smile show as he stood up. "Good, good… ah, no particular reason. As the headmaster here, I must be sure to take into account the feelings and wellbeing of all of my staff." He answered as he walked towards the door. "Take the next two days off to recover Y/N, and no training for the next four. Let me know if you would like to join me for lunch during that time… my treat as an apology. I shall send the nurse to discharge you. Goodbye!"

*And with that, the door to your hospital room closed, and you were left alone with your thoughts.*

Author's Note: Don't worry, everyone's favorite history professor will be back in the next chapter :)