Vixen woke up lying on the bed Rocket used to recover when they got out of the laboratory, the white cotton blankets were spread out over her and fell to her waist when she sat up. She looked around the old dirty room that was now bathed in sunlight from the window which didn't help make the room look any nicer. Vixen looked over in the corner of the room and saw Rocket sitting down and tinkering on a gun. Vix got up from the bed and started too walked over to Rocket when she stopped and rested her clawed hand on her forehead.

"There's a drink for you on the nightstand, it should help with your hangover," Rocket said as he glanced back at her.

She gulped it down and cleared her throat, "What happened last night?" She groaned and rubbed the side of her head, "Did someone knock me out or somethin'?"

"I was thinking of it but no, no one knocked you out."

Vixen then smirked and walked over to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck from behind him and sighed, "Anything frisky happen?"

He growled and laid his hand in the middle of her chest and pushed her away, "No nothin' 'frisky' happened last night. You tackled me, I pushed you and you hit your head on the frame of the bed and got knocked out," he said making sure he didn't tell her that she had cuddled with him. He knew she would make fun of him and tell him that he was soft and he didn't need that crap.

"You liar! You said no one knocked me out when clearly you did!"

"It was an accident."

"Sure it was," she said crossing her arms. "And to think I was just starting to trust you!" she said in a dramatic voice as she rested the back of her right hand on her forehead and arched her back.

Rocket sighed and shook his head, "I don't know how your older teams handled you."

"Oh they didn't I was just there annoy them and make them weapons, but to be fair they ticked me off a lot so we were all even Steven."

"Oh so does that mean that I annoy you?"

Vixen was silent for a moment and then shrugged, "Sort of, your cute fluffiness takes away the annoyance most of the time. You know what I could use your fur for?"

"I'm afraid to ask."

"If some day I wanted to kill you I could skin you once you're dead, and use you fur for a hat!"

Rocket turned to her with a horrified look, "What is wrong with you!?"

"A lot of things Rocky, a lot of things."

They then heard shout and banging coming from the apartment next to them, it sounded as if someone was fighting. Vixen scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Boy I hate Halfworld, hopefully your friends get here soon so I don't have to take care of you and I can get out of here, no offense."

"Hm none taken," Rocket said he then slowly turned his gaze back to her, "Hey Vix, have you ever thought about being a part of a team again?"

"Yeah I have but I haven't really found a team that's suited for me. Besides I'm more of a lone wolf type of gal, I really don't need anyway one," she said with a wave of her hand.

Rocket could tell that what she said was a lie, over the last couple of days they had been together she had been very 'needy' is that the right word? I don't know, maybe, point is, is that she seemed like she needed a team or at least SOMEONE to help her when she was going through her bipolar.

He shrugged and said, "Oh, well, I was just thinking that maybe you could come with-"

A sudden gunshot echoed outside of the building and Vixen darted to the window, the shot seemed close and Vixen wanted to see what was going on. It seemed as if a race or something was going on and everyone crowded the streets, not only that but big white tents filled the streets and it looked like a market place.

"Hey Rocky some weird stuff is going on outside, wanna check it out?"

He stood up and sighed, "I've got nothing else better to go I suppose we could check it out."

"Cool!" she said as she darted over to him and grabbed his hand, "First I wanna go see what type of food they have, then I want to see what type of booze they have!"

oOo

Gamora leaned against the Milano as she looked at the tops of the white tents that were scattered throughout the city. Groot looked up at her; he was still in the boot that was now his pot and he was held in her arms. She looked down at him and smiled.

"We'll find him, don't worry."

Groot smiled up at her then looked back at all the tents. Gamora turned her gaze as she heard Peter and Drax walked over to them. The two of them were paying for parking while asking anyone if they had seen Rocket, and by the way Peter and Drax looked it didn't seem as if anyone had known.

"Anything?" she asked already knowing the answer.

"Nothing, if Rocket did get out it seems as if he's gone into hiding and he's doing pretty freaking well at it to," Peter answered.

"Is it possible that he has gone to a different planet?" Drax asked.

"Possibly, hopefully not and he's just hiding."

"Well before we jump to any conclusions let's look and ask around, maybe someone has seen him," Gamora suggested.

Peter nodded, "Yeah, maybe."

oOo

Rocket and Vixen walked down the street and looked at all the merchandise like jewelry, toys, knives, food, booze, animals, metal, etc. Vixen currently had a large navy blue bottle that was halfway full with alcohol.

"I must say I'm kind of impressed on how much you can drink," Rocket said eyeing her bottle.

She shrugged and took a swig, "Yah, let's just say I've had a lot of years drinking, my liver must look awful."

"Hm, well hopefully we'll never be able to see it."

"I'll drink to that!" she said as she lifted up her bottle.

Rocket rolled his eyes and shook his head. He then noticed someone giving him and Vixen a weird look, he snarled and snapped.

"What, haven't you ever seen two raccoons before!?"

Vixen smirked, "How do you know what a raccoon is?"

"I don't, all I know is that it's a humie thing, do you know what it is?"

"Sort of, I used to work with a Terran dude, he was annoying and he was the team leader! But anyway, I'm not a raccoon, I'm a Fennec Fox, or at least I think that's what it is."

"I wouldn't know I'm not big on Terrans."

"There some good things about them, they make good music, sometimes."

"Well when you hear the same freaking song every da-"

"Hey watch it punk!" a big orange man yelled as he pushed some dude in a red leather jacket so hard he flew into one of the market stands.

Vixen scoffed, "Idiot."

Rocket chuckled and nodded.

oOo

Peter and the others walked down one of the narrow streets of the market, the team asked around but still no one knew anything about Rocket. One person said that they saw some cream colored animal at a bar but that was it. The team stopped once or twice at a market stand to see what they had but they didn't stay long. While at one of the stands they were selling books and Drax had gotten a book that was a joke book.

Drax chuckled to himself as he read, "I have a question for you," he said to Peter and Gamora.

"Oh boy," Peter said with a sigh, "What is it?"

"What did the cannibal get when he was late to a party?"

"What?"

"A cold shoulder," with that Drax burst into laughter and shook his head.

Peter sighed and rested his hand on the bridge of his nose.

"Do you wish to hear any other one?" Draw asked with a smile.

"Please no."

Groot smiled as he figured out the pun, he then suddenly frowned when he heard someone yell, 'What, haven't you ever seen two raccoons before!?' Groot pulled on Gamora's shirt and tried to get her attention but she was too busy listening to Drax and Peter fight about the stupid puns.

"I just don't find them that funny," Peter said as he stared back at Drax.

"How could you not? They are very amusing."

"Maybe to you, but it depends how you use them."

"But-"

"I AM GROOT!" Groot yelled pointing ahead.

"Not now Groot, we're busy," Peter said before turning back to Drax.

Groot turned back as saw a familiar walking, talking, gun crazy raccoon walking towards them with someone a little smaller than him with cream colored fur and big ears.

"Drax, we are done talking about th-"

Peter stopped when he bumped into a large orange man.

"Hey watch it punk!"

With that the mad punch Quill back into one of the tents; Groot looked over at the raccoon as he began to walk away from them. Groot franticly tried to get Gamora and Drax's attention but failed as Drax ran over to the man and punched him in the stomach. Groot soon gave up and knew he had to get the raccoons attention so with all his little might he screamed out,

"I AM GROOT!"

oOo

Rocket rested his hand on Vixen's stomach forcing her to stop.

"Hm, what is it Rocky?"

"I thought I heard something."

Vixen stared at him as his ears twitched had looked behind him and started to walk back.

"I AM GROOT, I AM GROOT!"

Rocket then started running as fast as he could to where the voice was coming from.

"Whoa Rocket, what are you hearing!?" Vixen called as she chased after him.

"Groot what's wrong?" Gamora asked as she looked down at her little friend.

He gave a giant smile as he pointed down on the other side of the market stands; a little raccoon was sprinting towards them with a cream colored creature behind him.

"Rocket!" Gamora yelled with a smile.

Drax froze and looked over at Gamora and then say who she was looking at, "Quill, come look!" he shouted before running over to Gamora.

Rocket ran over and Groot fell from Gamora's arms and into Rocket's, Groot hugged Rocket's mussel tightly as Peter walked over to them.

"I am Groot!"

"I know, I missed ya to buddy," Rocket said with a smile.

"It's good to see you Rocket," Drax said with a smile as he looked down at his furry companion.

"Are you alright Rocket, you aren't hurt are you?" Gamora asked with a concerned look.

"I'm fine, just a couple scratches, nothing I can't handle."

"That's out Rocket," Peter said with a smile, "Our tough as nails little raccoon."

"How can he tough as nails?" Drax asked.

Peter sighed, "Never mind, Rocket, what happened to you?"

"Well I got captured."

"Yes we know that!" Peter hissed.

"And I was taken to the lab I was first experimented on."

"How did you get out?" Gamora asked as she knelt down and Rocket handed Groot to her.

"Well honestly I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for Vixen."

"Vixen, who's Vixen?" Peter asked.

Rocket looked over behind him and saw Vixen staring at him with a nervous smile; she walked over to him and gave a small wave with her hand.

"Guys, this is Vixen, she helped me escape and she stitched up my wounds and helped keep me company for the last couple of days."

"Thank you for taking care of Rocket," Gamora said with a smile.

"No problem, Rockets actually pretty fun to babysit."

"Vixen I swear-"

"Uh hey lovebirds can you two argue about this somewhere else?" Peter asked as the big orange guy stood up.

"Oh, sure, follow me!" Vixen said as she ran over towards the building where she and Rocket stayed at.

The team followed as fast as they could so they wouldn't be seen.

I hope you enjoyed it, and as always I'm sorry for any OOC characters and the misspellings and if the chapter was long. I'll try to upload as soon as possible. Comments are always helpful and thanks for reading.:)

-MissTeenFiction