Disclaimer- Don't own Alien Force.

Eh, probably not my best, but I just wanted to give Gwen's POV a shot with one of my favorite episodes "Kevin's Big Score". This one skips around a bit, I didn't want to go through every second of the episode, yah know? Just the Gwevin bits.

Also, I'm so sorry, but I can't help it! Everytime Gwen tracks Kevin with that handkerchief and it floats like right in front of her nose, I always think "She's totally smelling it". XD

Title: Changed

Genre: Romance/General

Rating: K+

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"That whole summer was incredible, remember Gwen? Hero time all the time, Kevin was still a bad guy!" Ben called jokingly over his shoulder with a smug grin on his face.

"Let it go, Tennyson!" came Kevin's muffled reply from beneath the Rust Bucket. Gwen smirked at their antics as Kevin pushed himself out into view. "I know you're here to keep an eye on me...".

What for? He had changed, he wasn't going to do anything. Besides, even if he did--and he wouldn't--Gwen could take care of herself. She smiled down at him as he wiped his face off with a handkerchief.

"It's sweet that you wanted to fix up Rust Bucket 2".

He smiled back at her, then proceeded to lower the Rust Bucket back to ground level as she slid the picture of her, Ben, and Grandpa Max back into the old box. That box held some of the best memories of her life. She closed the lid gently and was just about to return to it's place of safe keeping when Kevin slid up in front of her, blocking her path to the old vehicle.

"Not yet." he said, giving her a charming smile, then he pulled himself into the Rust Bucket and shut the door. Ben's voice floated after him.

"Still not buying the nice guy act, Kevin."

"Ben..." she reproached, glaring over her shoulder at him. Why couldn't he just accept that Kevin had changed, that he was a better person now, and long gone were the days when he was Ben's enemy. He'd done his time in the Null Void, and that was enough for her.

"Okay, I'm gonna try the engine!" she heard Kevin call from the inside, and she and Ben waited intently to see if his hard work had paid off.

It worked, although quite a lot of black exhaust billowed out of the tail pipe.

"Go, Kevin!" Ben called excitedly, holding out a thumbs up. Gwen rolled her eyes. How quick he could go from not buying his "nice guy act" to giving him a thumbs up.

She was shocked when Ben suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pushed both of them to the ground as the Rust Bucket's tires squealed and pulled out of the grass.

"Come back, Kevin!" Ben called angrily as the vehicle pulled away from them at an alarmingly fast rate.

"Ben!"

But he was already turning the Omnitrix and slapping it down. A giant moth looking creature took his place, claiming himself to be called Big Chill. He was off after the stolen motor home before Gwen could say anything else on the matter.

She was momentarily stunned as she turned back to the upturned lawn chairs and covering. Surely Kevin had a good reason for doing this? He wouldn't do this, he'd changed....right? She pulled herself up to her feet and made her way over to a box turned on it's side, the contents spilled.

It was the box of pictures she had previously been examining. She bent down and scooped them all up, happy to see that none of them had been permanently damaged, just covered in dirt and grass. She brushed them off, put them back in their holding case, and picked up a lawn chair, carefully putting the box on it for the time being.

Then Gwen turned back to the scene of the crime...no, not a crime. Just part of a plan. This was all apart of some sort of plan, she was sure of it. As she told herseld this, she spotted a dirty white handkerchief lying in the ruined grass, and picked it up, examining the grease stains and realizing it was Kevin's. His mana was definately all over it.

It was a soft piece of cloth, and she rubbed her fingers over it absently before tucking it safely into her pocket. She didn't know why she put it there, but she felt better now that it was there.

She conjured up some mana platforms and set off in pursuit of Ben in pursuit of Kevin.

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Surprisingly, it didn't take Gwen long to catch up. She could see Ben standing in the road just ahead of her, and picked up her pace, wondering what had happened.

"He got away" he said bitterly as she let her feet become one with the ground again.

"Woah..." she smiled in awe, staring down the road. That was...impressive. It took some guts and skill to get away from Ben when he was on the chase. She realized she was oogling and quickly changed her attitude. "I mean, oh no!".

"How could I have let my gaurd down!?" he went on bitterly, striding away from her."He's a liar and a theif!".

Ben's accusations strangely stung, and she felt the need to defend Kevin. After all, this was all part of some plan or other, right?

"That was the old Kevin. He's different now, and we're different, too.".

Meaning they didn't just go around assuming the worst of their new ally. She fished around in her pocket and pulled out his old handkerchief. For some reason it felt like some sort of comfort to her.

"I can track him from this." she told her angry cousin. He stared at her.

"You kept his sweaty handkerchief?" he asked in exasperation, sounding as though he thought she were mad.

Why had she kept it? Tracking Kevin with it was just a spur of the moment thing, not something she'd thought of beforehand. It was just an insignificant cloth that he used to wipe the grease off his face...and probably sweat. Who wanted to keep something that smelled like sweat and car grease? And yet...

She turned away from Ben and focused on the mana around the handkerchief, letting it float just in front of her face. The scent it held was nice, and though it did hold the remnants of sweat and grease...it was strangely appealing. She let the cloth fall back into her hand and gripped it, a determined smile crossing her features.

"Got him."

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Gwen had been right.

It was just a part of his plan....to get what, she wasn't quite sure, but he'd said it was important, and she believed him. Ben...not so much.

"Yeah, important to you!" he'd snarled.

Now they were in that deserted alleyway fighting with Argit. He'd just knocked out all but one of Ben's Echo Echo clones, and she let mana build in her hands as she prepared to strike him.

"Watch out!" she heard Kevin shout, and for a moment, she was apalled. Why was he helping the enemy? Had she been wrong about his plan...?

"Don't warn him!" she said angrily, then looked back at the strange rat alien to see quills shooting out of his back. Kevin barreled into her from the side and held her against the wall. He looked down at her with his deep brown eyes full of concern.

"Not him. You."

Gwen felt a strange sense of dizziness coming over her as she replied with a small "oh" of recognition. Kevin's eyes suddenly rolled and then he fell over as though someone had knocked him out. She was about to fret over him, but then felt her own body give out as she fell over into unconcsiousness.

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They had finally come to, and now they were questioning the alien.

"I'll give it to ya straight!" Argit said nastily, turning his face to Kevin. "You cannot trust that man!"

"Me?" Kevin asked in indignation as he glared down at the vermin.

"Do you know what he was gonna do?" Argit went on, clearly thinking he would get on their good side by blaming Kevin and making himself look innocent. "Steal your motor home and sell it to another criminal! Thank goodness I stopped him!"

"By stealing it yourself!" Kevin countered angrilly, looking murderous.

"Yeah...yeah, I may be a crook, but this guy's no good! You can't trust him! He'll stab you in the back just for laughes!"

"Thanks, buddy."

"This creep's got a point" Ben said suddenly, and Gwen was shocked. How could Ben trust someone like Argit over Kevin?

"You're always up to something" her cousin continued."Self-serving, shifty, always working some kind of angle. Always a thief."

The two of them were staring each other down now, and Gwen was afraid she might have to step inbetween them. She didn't like the way Ben was accusing Kevin. He'd changed...he was different, why couldn't her cousin just accept that!?

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"

There was an uncomfortable silence.

"You know what, Tennyson!? I don't have to explain myself to you!" he yelled. He turned away from the brunette and stomped toward her, and for a moment she thought he might yell at her as well. But he simply leaned in close to her, his voice low but stern. "Or you, either."

"I'm done with both of you!".

She watched helplessly as he walked off.

He was gone.

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She was sure it was him.

Even with the green crystle all over his entire being, she still recognized that solemn face staring helplessly at her. He was completely imobile and defenseless, cuffed to the floor on his hands and knees. The look on his face tugged at her heartsrtings.

"Kevin!"

She rushed over to his hulking figure and used her mana powers to bust open the cuffs around his wrists. They seemed pretty useless to her; she didn't think he could move even if he wanted to.

"You alright?" she asked breathlessly with concern. How could anyone do something like this to him? She let her hands come up to touch the smooth, hard surface of his face. she didn't quite how she did it, but she concentrated hard with her powers, and he began to revert back to normal, shrinking back to is normal size.

The hard crystle beneath her palms returned to the wam softness of his flesh. His shirt was ripped to shreds, and he tilted his head to the side tiredly. He let out a tired moan and fell forward, burying his face in her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her. She was surprised at first, but she returned the hug, her ear pressed against his hair.

After a moment he released her and tried to stand up. She grabbed him to help steady him, vaguely registering the flash of green that meant Big Chill had become Ben again.

"Easy" she said soflty to Kevin as they finally got to their feet. He looked like he might fall over again at any second. his hand was on her shoulder and the other was holding one of her small hands. He didn't immediately let go, and their eyes locked.

He seemed to be silently thanking her for continuing to believe in him, for not thinking he'd gone back over to the bad side. She smiled warmly at him for what felt like ages.

I knew you'd changed...I knew it.

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RxR? Please?