Quick A/N:

Before this chapter starts want to say that my way of dialogue may change a little. When there is a dialogue between two characters I'll stop adding who said what to make it less repetitive, but when there are multiple people talking I'll add it so it doesn't get confusing.

"Wolf, place him down over here!" Said Slippy as he ran to a monitor.

Wolf gently placed Fox on the bed with a worried look on his face.

Slippy took a scanner from the side of the bed and turned it on, scanning Fox's entire body, and then placing it inside the monitor.

"What's his status Slippy?!" Said Falco as he rushed to the other side of the bed.

Slippy looked through the monitor seeing the scan results on Fox. "Apart from the stab wounds, it seems a part of his frontal rib cage is entirely broken and his hands are dislocated." He said turning back to them.

"Can't you use that thing you used on me to fix him up?" Asked Wolf.

"I could, but the machine has its limits. If we were to use it, it would only health his most serious injuries. In this case, it would heal his stab wound." Said Slippy.

Wolf looked at him confused. "Wait, why his stab wounds? Why not his broken rib cage?" He asked concerned.

"True, his rib cage is pretty broken, but it's not that serious; unlike his stab wounds which are pretty deep." Said Slippy.

"Then why don't you use it again after it heals his stab wounds?" Said Peppy joining the conversation.

Slippy shook his head. "It wouldn't work. If we were to use it again it would slightly heal him." He said grabbing the machine from one of the tables.

"So with each use it gets less effective?" Asked Peppy.

"Yes. Remember, this is something I made up with technology that I had no knowledge about. It's a miracle it operates correctly." Said Slippy as he turned it on.

"So we need to wait for his other injuries to heal with time?" Asked Falco.

Slippy nodded. He took the machine and placed it on top of Fox, soon a bright blue beam of light came out of it and it moved all over his body.

All of them watched the machine do its intended purpose, and they quickly noticed that Fox's stab wounds were slowly sealing themselves up.

Soon the blue beam of light disappeared back into the machine, and Slippy placed it back on the table.

"OK, we should let him rest for now. Who knows what kind of hell Shears made Fox go through." Said Peppy now beside the infirmary door.

"I'm staying with him." Said Wolf silently looking at Fox.

"Like hell you are!" Snapped Falco.

The two were now looking dead serious at each other making Peppy and Slippy worry.

"Falco, drop it, there's no point in fighting." Said Peppy grabbing Falco's shoulder.

"We can't just leave this guy in here with him alone. He'll probably kill him and make a run for it." Said Falco angrily.

Wolf looked over at him starting to get pissed. "If I wanted to kill him I would've done it already." He growled.

"He has a point. If his intentions were to kill him he would've tried something already." Said Peppy.

Falco looked over at Fox and then at Wolf. Wolf was in no condition to escape even if he did try anything.

"Fine, but I'm staying outside just in case he tries anything." Falco scoffed as he walked out of the infirmary with Slippy and Peppy right behind him.

Wolf relaxed as everybody left the room and looked at Fox. He noticed that he had a piece of cloth around his neck, and he kinda recognized it, so he untied it and grabbed it.

"Wait, is this..." He whispered.

Wolf inspected the piece of cloth he held in his hands and gave it a sniff. He could tell right away that it was his scent.

"What the fuck is he doing with a piece of my shirt?!" This made him even more confused than he was before.

"First he saves my life, next he still has that old blaster I gave him, and now he's wearing a piece of my shirt?!" He said tightening his grip on the piece of cloth.

This was making him furious, but he couldn't help but feel a little happy to all of it.

He looked at Fox and then to the piece of cloth in his hand. "You idiot."

His ears perked up as he heard a slight grunt. He looked at Fox and was surprised, he was waking up.

He quickly hid the cloth behind his back.

Fox opened up his eyes and sat up. His vision was blurry due to the light, he rubbed his eyes until his vision would clear up.

He looked around only to see Wolf standing still staring at him.

"Morning sunshine." Said Wolf.

Wolf was more surprised as Fox jumped from the bed and hugged him, making both of them fall to the ground.

"I'm so glad you're alive! I was so worried about you!" Fox cried out.

Wolf was now more confused than ever. "Wait, you were... worried about me?"

"Of course I was! Why wouldn't I be?!"

"Umm... Can you move?"

"Huh, why?" He hadn't realized that he was on top of Wolf.

"You're kinda on top of me if you haven't noticed."

"Oh right, sorry." He said while getting off of Wolf with a light blush on his face. "Crap!" He yelled as he felt the sharp pain of his broken ribs.

"Hey take it easy, your stab wounds are healed, but you have a few broken ribs and your hands are dislocated."

"Yeah, I know..." Fox sat back down on the bed and noticed the piece of cloth around his neck was gone.

"Shit! Where is it?! I'm sure I had it on when I boarded the ship!"

He started to look for it all over the bed, throwing the sheets and pillows to the ground.

"You mean this?"

Wolf extended his hand with the cloth towards Fox.

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about."

He was about to grab it, but Wolf pulled his hand back.

"Before I give this back, answer me this."

"What is it?"

"Why did you have this around your neck? It's completely useless."

Fox seemed to get nervous due to the question.

"Oh... That's something I've had for a long time." He lied.

"Liar."

"I'm not lying!"

"Really? Where did you get it from?"

"A friend of mine gave it to me."

Wolf was getting pissed off.

"Fox, stop lying! I know this is a piece of my shirt! Now tell me, why did you have it around your neck?"

Fox knew he couldn't keep up lying, even if he tried, it would only make the lupine in front him angrier. He had to come clean.

"I... I still have it because... you gave it to me." He was trying his best to keep a straight face.

"Because I gave it to you? OK cut the crap. What's the real reason you have it." He didn't seem to believe him.

He leaned forward and grabbed the piece of cloth from Wolf's hand and put it on.

"I'm serious you moron!" Fox started to get upset, he sat back down on the bed and looked away from Wolf.

"Wait, you're serious?"

"Yes..."

At that the room went quiet, Wolf found the silence annoying, so he sat next to Fox.

"Can you answer me one last thing?" Wolf asked.

Fox staid quiet.

"Why did you save me back then?"

"Back then?"

The scene played back in his head, Wolf full of blood, cuts and scratches, Leon about to open Wolf up with a sharp knife, and that stupid evil grin on Shears face.

Fox started to make a fist.

"That bastard..." He whispered.

"FOX!"

"Huh, what is it?"

"What's wrong? I've called you seven times already."

"Really? Sorry, I was just... thinking."

Wolf got a bit closer to Fox.

"So, are you going to tell me why you saved me back then?"

"Well, you see..." He said starting to get a little nervous.

To be honest, Fox himself didn't know why he saved him, his body and mind acted out on their own.

"I don't know..."

Wolf was not satisfied with that answer.

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know?"

"I just don't OK. How can I say this..." Said, Fox, as he stood up.

He walked to the window in the infirmary and looked out into space. He started thinking about a good answer, but he knew he had to tell him the truth or Wolf would get mad; it did not get pretty whenever Wolf got mad.

He took a deep breath and looked back at the lupine.

"I just didn't want you to get hurt OK..."

The answer Fox gave him seemed unreal, but it made Wolf a little happy to know Fox cared about him.

"Why? When we were fighting back when the war happened, we always wanted each other dead."

"Yeah, but that was back when you worked for Andross. I had to make myself hate you, it was easier that way..."

"Do you still hate me?" He said with a little curiosity and worry, and he didn't know if Fox noticed it.

"No, of course not, I don't hate you, do you think I would save your life if I hated you?"

"I guess you're right."

"Can you answer me something too?"

"What?"

"Why did you give me your shirt?"

"To stabilize your arm idiot."

"I know, but why did you do it? The Wolf I know wouldn't have helped me."

Wolf took it a little too personal, this was the way many people thought of him ever since he worked for Andross. "It's nice to know you think so low of me..." He looked away.

Fox noticed Wolf got upset by what he just said, and he now felt guilty about it.

"Shit, no, I don't think you're bad or anything. It's that since you worked for Andross I thought..."

Wolf interrupted him. "You thought I was a heartless, insensitive, murderer..." He got up.

"No, I never thought that!"

"Of course you didn't, why else would you think so low of me." He started to make his way to the door, but Fox quickly grabbed his hand.

"No! I don't think so low of you. I don't think you're a bad person or anything, you're just misunderstood..."

"Misunderstood huh?" Wolf made Fox let go of him. "See you later pup..." He walked out of the room.

Fox quickly tried to chase him.

"No, Wolf wait!" He cried out.

Wolf walked through the halls without thinking of looking back, Falco, who was standing outside was confused to what was happening.

"Fox, what happened? Why are you up?" Asked Falco concerned.

"I need to apologize to Wolf. I can't leave things like this." Said Fox.

"No, you don't have to apologize about anything to that maniac. You need to go back to bed." Said Falco.

Wolf heard what the avian said and growled as he walked away.

"He's not a maniac Falco!" Fox yelled out.

"Yes he is, do you know how many innocent lives he took, and how many times he tried to kill us?!" Falco yelled back.

"Yes I do, but we've also taken innocent lives. Don't you remember all those people we were ordered to kill on Venom?!" Fox snapped at Falco.

Falco stood back as he remembered those people, the people they were ordered to kill, and how all of them were innocent and didn't deserve to die the way they did.

"Yeah but... for us it's different..." Said Falco, his voice lowering.

"No, it isn't, we did the same thing they did, so don't go calling him a maniac when we've done the same things they've done." At that Fox walked back into the room, slamming the door in Falco's face.

Fox walked and laid down on his bed, his ribs were killing him. He grabbed the cloth around his neck.

"Wolf..." At that, he got up and walked out of the infirmary, and to his luck, Falco wasn't there. He made sure nobody was there and quickly left.

Wolf walked into Fox's quarters, he didn't want to head to the bridge since Peppy or Slippy would probably be there, and he didn't know where else to go.

He needed to cool off, the talk with had with Fox made him angry, happy, and most of all, confused.

"You've screwed everything up Wolf... He told you he cares about you and you go and throw a fucking tantrum. You didn't even let him talk."

"Shit, I should go back..." He walked to the door of Fox's quarters but soon stopped.

He composed himself and headed out, he walked to the elevator and pushed the button that would get him to the hangar.

The elevator swiftly went down and it opened its doors. He got out and searched for his Wolfen.

Once he spotted it he started to make his way to it, but he stopped when he heard the elevator door opening.

He looked back to see the injured vulpine trying his best to stay up.

"Wolf..."

"Fox? What the hell are you doing down here?!" He said concerned, Fox was in no condition to be up and walking around.

"I could be asking you the same question." He started to make his way towards the lupine.

"I'm leaving... I don't belong here..."

"You can't leave! Where will you go?!"

"Don't worry about it, I've done stuff like this before..."

"No, please... stay..." He started to get closer to Wolf with the little strength he had.

"Fox, there's no reason for me to stay here... Your team made that pretty clear..."

Wolf turned back and made his way to his Wolfen.

Fox ran with all the strength he had and caught up to Wolf, and as soon as he reached him he hugged him from behind.

"Please... don't leave..."

"Again, there's no reason for me to stay here..."

"I don't care... please... stay..."

"Why?"

"Because..." He stopped, he needed to say something that would make him stay, and it had to be good, or he would leave to who knows where.

"I want you to stay..." He said with full honesty, there was no point in lying to him now.

Those words hit Wolf hard, he'd never heard them before, it was the first time somebody actually wanted him to stay; it made him really happy on the inside but tried not to show it.

"You... want me to stay?" He turned around.

"Yes, so please... don't leave..."

"I don't know Fox... but... tell me why do you want me to stay. I'll probably just get in the way. If you forgot, the virus Shears put in me is stuck with me for the rest of my life, and I'm not going to be any use to you." His temper was rising quickly.

"I know, it's that I don't want to see you get hurt anymore. I'm not sure how but I can see that you've been through a lot, and it hurts me to see you like that.

"But why? We've always wanted to kill each other." He was mad at this point but tried not to make it noticeable.

"I know, but those were our jobs, the war is over, we don't have to keep hating each other."

"God, why are you so obsessed with me staying?!" He yelled out in rage.

"Because I care about you for fucks sakes! You've always been alone, even back at the academy! You never wanted to be around people!" He was also mad, but Fox knew how to control his temper a bit better than Wolf.

"But..." He couldn't talk, Fox quickly interrupted him.

"No buts! I don't care that we wanted to kill each other, that's all in the past now! I WANT you to stay because if anything were to happen to you, I don't know if I could keep on living!" He didn't mean to say the last part of his sentence, the pain the ribs were giving him were clouding his mind, making him say whatever he wanted to say, but there was no going back after that.

Wolf stood there puzzled as he stared at Fox, who was almost in tears, bury his face into Wolf's bare chest.

"Fox..."

He was shocked as he felt liquid going down his chest, he didn't know what to do at this point, he had never been in a situation like this.

"Are you OK?" Was the only thing Wolf could say.

Fox slowly looked up at Wolf, what Wolf saw made him want to cry as well; the great hero Fox McCloud deep in tears. Fox always keep his inner feelings locked up, he needed to be a good role model for his teammates, but at this point, he couldn't help it. He was entirely confused by it. Why would he cry over this? Why didn't he want Wolf to leave? Why didn't he want Wolf to leave... him?

Wolf was finally able to talk normally. "Hey, it's alright... Come here..." He grabbed Fox and pulled him in for a hug.

Fox found the hug strange, but at the same time, it had a warm and good feeling that he seemed to be enjoying.

"Fine... I'll stay..."

A/N:

Hello people of the internet and beyond. I have risen from the depths of the underground to bring you this new chapter of this crazy story.

Yay, finally some romance is starting to blossom between Fox and Wolf. Sorry if this episode was full of Wolf and Fox dialogue, I wanted to start up the romance with these two.

Anyways, next chapter may be up in a few days. I'll see you all in the next chapter everyone!