A/N: So I've been in Wales since Saturday and crappy internet connection, thanks to waterlogged wires at the house, plus no laptop to type up anything on resulted in a bit of a long wait... Sorry guys! :( Hopefully this chapter will make up for it, heehee...

Enjoooy ^_^

The echos of the boy's screams and the frustrated shouts of Cyclonis rang around the walls of the cell for an hour, soon after Aerrow had been dragged out of the cell. It made Leah wonder what the Sky Knight had done to deserve this. He seemed innocent enough, she thought. I guess he's been a thorn in Cyclonis' side for too long. She pondered that thought for a moment before pulling her legs closer to her chest, her head laying on it's side on her knees.

The boy seemed far from who her sister had described; far from the brave, strong Sky Knight she had been told about. More like an exhausted and lonely teenager. To be fair, he had been stuck in this prison for days without any food or water, and he was hurt.

The thought of her sister made her want to cry. The last she had seen of Lynn was when she was captured after the Cyclonians attacked her Terra.

She hadn't seen her seen her since.

A sudden sound made her look up: the cell door creaking open. Two talons strode in, dragging a barely conscious teenager between them. She didn't dare make any movement until she was sure the talons had gone, then crawled over to Aerrow.

"Aerrow!" she hissed into his ear. He let out a quiet cough and pushed himself up onto his elbows. Wincing, he muttered a quiet "Ow," before staring up at Leah.

"How long was I gone for?" he questioned hoarsely.

"Uh, about an hour," she whispered back. "Are you alright?"

"I don't think 'alright' is the best word for it..." he muttered.

Leah glanced at him worriedly, then stumbled over to the door and peered out. Two guards were standing, as usual, either side of the doorway.

"Dark Ace and Cyclonis aren't there," she informed Aerrow with relief.

"Thank Atmos," Aerrow wheezed back from where he was, leaning his head against the wall with his eyes shut.

"Aerrow, are you okay?" Leah said worriedly, making her way slowly over to him. He nodded silently, eyes still closed. She lowered herself next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He didn't even flinch.

Eyes searching his body for injuries, she nearly had to do a double-take when she noticed a deep, long gash travelling down from his shoulder to his elbow.

"Is this what she did to you?" she gasped, studying Aerrow's face for emotion as he flinched away from her touch.

"Oh, she did a lot more than that," he muttered, almost inaudible. Leah sharp ears heard it anyway. She turned towards him, and said, "What do you mean?"

But the Sky Knight had already fallen into a fitful sleep.

Heels rapping rhythmically on the metal floor, Piper paced yet again around the deck of the Condor.

"Keep that up and you'll pace a hole into the floor," Finn called irritably from where he was sat. She ignored him and continued walking around. She could feel Finn's eyes watching her as she did another round around the deck. A sudden thought broke into her mind.

"Any sign of Radarr?" she called back, pausing in her pacing to look at Finn. Ever since Aerrow had been taken, Radarr hadn't come out of the Sky Knight's old room.

Not old room. Still his room. She had to stop thinking like that. They were going to get him back.

"Nope." came Finn's reply. Piper sighed and stopped her pacing to stand next to Stork by the controls.

"How far away are we from Cyclonia?" she asked the pilot. His eye twitched as he replied. "Not far. About half an hour left to our certain death," Piper resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him.

Staring out of the window, she could almost see Aerrow, performing his stunts and tricks and flipping around in the air. He loved to fly.

Not loved. Loves.

Letting out a long sigh, she decided to retreat to her room, and as she turned the handle and stepped into her room, she let her confident look collapse into a much more sad and real one. She crumpled onto her bed and lay there, staring up at the ceiling. Piper's gaze flickered around the room and her eyes instantly found the part of the wall covered with photographs. Slowly stepping off her bed she wandered over to it and gazed up at the pictured, eyes filling with fresh tears as she found a certain one.

A picture of her and Aerrow, Radarr hanging off his shoulder as he usually would be, his arm around her shoulders and smiling brightly towards the camera. Sighing quietly, she stared at the picture longingly and turned and collapsed onto her bed again, a single tear trickling down her cheek.

And half an hour later, Stork's voice came over the intercom.

"Aproaching Cyclonia,"

She leaped off the bed and over to the door. With a last glance at the photo of her and Aerrow, she smiled weakly and made her way down to the bridge.

Time to get their Sky Knight back.

A/N: I know, I know, nothing really happened in this chapter, but it kind of describes how much the team (well, more Piper) is missing Aerrow... Ugh but I don't even know, haha... I kind of had no inspiration the first part so if you're wondering that's why it doesn't flow that well :|

See ya next chapter! :D