Ok, here's the third installment! Thanks again to everyone who has been reviewing!
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Hearing Piper's footsteps behind me, I dashed around another corner before slipping into the hangar bay. I quickly ducked behind a pile of crates, willing my heart to stop racing and to get my breath back to a normal pace. I didn't really want Piper to find me on the account of my breathing being too loud.
Only moments after I had hidden myself, I heard the familiar swishing sound of the door opening. Hearing light footsteps, and someone's breathing other than my own, I knew that Piper had figured out where I had gone.
"Come on Aerrow, I know you're in here!" I heard Piper call, her voice echoing within the metal walls of the hangar.
Hearing Piper walk closer, with ease from combat training with Finn, Junko and Radarr, I was able to pull myself up the leaning tower of crates without making much of a sound.
The pile was actually the biggest one in the hangar, so I was able to stretch out on top. Looking down, I noticed that Piper had rounded the pile of boxes, and was now standing where I had been hiding moments before.
I loved messing with Piper like this sometimes. Sure, the guys and I always messed around, no questions asked. But messing around with Piper, it was different to say the least. It almost felt like it had a purpose somehow...
What was the oddest thing of all though was that Piper had actually started it this time, kind of, sort of, well not really... Well, the point is that an opportunity presented itself to her, and another had presented itself to me.
Glancing quickly at the clock that was on the wall at the back of the hangar bay, I noticed that we were late for Finn's 'meeting'.
Sighing, I jumped off of the crates, and landed almost silently behind Piper, unfortunately I think that Piper must have felt the wind from my descent as she turned around and was about to say something, when I heard an ominous creaking noise coming from beside me.
"Piper! Watch out!" I cried as I tackled Piper to the ground, throwing my body over hers, so that nothing would hit her,
With a final creak, the suspense was broken as the tower of crates began to fall, almost like a cascading waterfall of hard, heavy wood.
Things seemed to go in slow motion, as the crates began to fall, and I tried to roll Piper and I out of the way. We were almost clear of the danger zone when I heard Piper cry out in pain.
After a resounding crash, I peeked out of my shut eyelids to see boxes upon wooden boxes and their contents sprawled all over the room.
Groaning from beneath me, Piper whispered, "Can you get off of me now Aerrow?" Looking down, I saw that I had pinned Piper to the ground, me almost sitting on her back.
"Sorry Piper!" I cried apologetically as I quickly got off of her. Reaching my hand down, Piper again grasped onto my hand, but this time she didn't even try to pull me down. She seemed almost grateful for the help.
Looking at her usually cheerful face, I couldn't help but notice the pained look in her eyes.
"Are you okay Piper?" I began as she slowly got up with my help, obviously favouring her right foot, as she tried not to lean on me.
"Ya, I'm fine." Seeing my look of unbelief, she added, "Really, I'm just great."
With a fake smile pasted unto her face, she slowly made her way to the door, limping.
I looked around at the mess we had made, and wondered whether I should clean it up or not. If you thought about it, I wasn't really in charge of the squadron today, so I figured I could just let Finn get to the bottom of the mess... even though it was likely that he wouldn't.
Smiling I walked out of the hangar bay door and into the hall only to see Piper leaning against the wall opposite the doorway.
"Piper, what's wrong?" I said concernedly as I took the few steps required to reach her.
"It's nothing..."
"Stop telling me it's nothing."
"What do you want me to tell you then?"
"I don't know..." I said as Piper looked down at her shoes.
Resting a reassuring hand on her shoulder I said, "What's wrong Piper, did you hurt yourself?" Looking up at me, I searched Piper's beautiful orange eyes for an answer.
Shaking my head, I realized that I shouldn't be thinking of Piper's eyes as beautiful, she was my teammate after all.
"Well... I guess I must have hurt myself when the boxes fell over..."
Frowning I said, "So it's my fault you got hurt?"
"No!" Piper said in a loud and rushed manner. "No." She said a bit more quietly. "It wasn't your fault; I would have been crushed by the boxes if you hadn't saved me!"
"Still..."
"Oh come on Aerrow, it's not like it's your fault! It's not like it was you that made the crates tip over or anything."
"Actually... I think it was." It was my turn to look at the floor, although Piper's kind words soon brought my attention back to her.
"So maybe you were the one who knocked over the crates, but its not like you planned on it, so you aren't the one to blame. Besides, I'll be just fine, all I have to do is walk it off." Smiling at me, Piper started to walk towards the bridge, her limp getting a bit worse with every step she took.
Running up beside her, I threw one of my arms over her shoulders, and told her, "I'll help you to the bridge, how's that?"
"You don't have to..."
"But I want to, consider it my apology." I said. Piper just grinned at me in response with her eyes dancing.
"Just to the bridge, okay?"
"Okay."
Alright, just to let you know I have one more chapter ready after this one, and another that is halfway done. I'll type more up tomorrow though once I get my other story updated. (yes, that means all of you who read APAH should be expecting an update sometime tomorrow!)
Oh and another note, this story was meant to be funny so I'm going to be going down a bunch of random bunny trails. The next chapter has a bit of power mad Finn in it.
Hope you are all liking it so far! Review if you feel like it!
Crimson Fox4
PS. I didn't have time to edit this chapter, sorry!
