A/N: Yay flashbacks! I have to admit...I kinda enjoyed adding them in ^_^

York placed his mug back down and glanced at the clock before a yawn escaped him. It had been at least an hour since North had left. He stood up and leaned onto the desk, pressing the intercom button down into the training room.

"Enough is enough already. FILSS, end training." He watched Carolina stop mid-spin and turned up to glare at him. Well…he was pretty sure pretty sure she was glaring at him for stopping the training session. "It's past two in the morning. You've been doing this for almost over four hours. Enough is enough. You need sleep."

He watched her march out towards the door of the training room and sat back down to await his death. He continued drinking his coffee and waited. After a few minutes, he realized that he was still alive and that didn't seem right.

"Agent York, I advise not doing what you are thinking of doing," Delta chimed in as York stood up to head towards the locker room, taking his coffee with him. Maybe he could use the remainder as a bribe to only maim him. "It was bad enough you stopped Agent Carolina's training session. If you continue this course of action, there is a high probability of-"

"Yea, thanks D. Don't really need you to tell me this," York huffed. "Do yourself a favor and sign off for a few hours."

"It was nice knowing you," the AI said before shutting off.

"Smart ass..." York muttered. He walked into the locker room just as Carolina was punching one of the lockers. She turned when she heard the door and stomped towards him, pulling her fist back. York stopped and held up his hands, "Keep in mind I'm not in my armor."

"What business do you have telling me to stop?" she snapped, her nostrils flaring as he hastily dodge the fist that came flying at him.

"Plenty. I don't want you working yourself to death. That isn't going to help you get any better and dying will only remove your name from that stupid leaderboard altogether." She grabbed his coffee mug and threw it across the room, shattering it on the wall. "And now I need a new mug."

"You need to leave me alone!" she snapped.

"You know I can't do that," he sighed. "Remember when we started this whole thing? You told me if you ever went overboard, that I would need to stop you no matter what. You made me promise. You're becoming obsessed with this whole thing and it needs to stop. Wearing yourself out isn't going to help you beat her, you realize that right?"

"It's not gonna hurt and I don't really care what you think right now," she snarled. "I'm serious, York, leave me alone."

"Nope," he shook his head.

"Fine," she said. He didn't like the look that crossed her face and next second he knew, his vision went black.

What felt like a few seconds after, he was being shaken awake.

"Five more min, D," he mumbled as he felt his head start pounding.

"Nope," a male voice chuckled. He cracked his good eye open and saw North kneeling over him. "What'd you do?"

"Do yourself a favor," York groaned as North pulled him up, "If you ever think about trying to stop a certain redhead from doing anything...don't. Just let her do it."

"Is that why Carolina came stomping down the hall in a fury that could match my sister?" North chuckled. York nodded, rubbing the side of his face. "Your face is still pretty, don't worry."

"I'm not, but thanks," York sighed. "What direction did she go?"

"Dude, think about this now," North shook his head. "You really want to keep at her like that?" York didn't say anything. "Ok. I'll be sure to say kind things about you at your funeral."

"Thanks man, really appreciate it," York grumbled turning to leave the locker room. He headed down the hall to where their dorms were located. He paused in front of Carolina's door and was two seconds away from knocking before deciding to just let her go for the night and headed to his room. His room was dark when he went in and he turned to hit the switch on the right wall. Just as his hand hit the switch, a force pushed him up against the door. "Thought you wanted me to leave you alone."

"Shut up," Carolina snapped before kissing him hard.

"Lina," he managed to get out when she pulled away to rip his shirt off. "I really think we should ta-"

"You talk too much," she breathed.

"Yes bu-" She covered his mouth with hers again and his argument flew out of his head.

York tried to sleep, but found he couldn't. He either watched Carolina or watched Ally. At one point he made comparisons between the two. The curve of their noses, the same little pout when they slept.

He knew he wouldn't be able to stop Carolina from doing what she needed to do, but he wished like hell he could. He knew she would probably be fine, but there was always that chance and any chance worried him like hell and just made him hold on to her harder.

"Psst." York turned to look behind him to see Church floating near the edge of the bed. "Sorry. Just want to let you know we're about an hour out."

York nodded and slid out from behind Carolina. He paused when she readjusted herself, rolling over into the warm space he had just vacated. She stayed asleep. He stretched and went to leave the room when he heard a small noise. He looked over his shoulder to see Ally sitting up, her hair tousled from sleep. She yawned and rubbed her eyes before turning to crawl out of bed.

"You can stay asleep kid," York said kneeling down when she walked over to him, her stuffed bunny hanging from her arm.

She shook her head, "Where you going?"

"Just out to check the ship," he said quietly keeping an eye on Carolina. He didn't want to wake her just yet knowing that she hadn't been sleeping well.

"Can I come with?"

"Sure," he said standing up and taking her hand to walk out to the rest of the ship. He walked up to the cockpit and helped her into the co-pilot seat before sitting down in the pilot seat. "Ever been flying before?"

She shook her head, "No. Aunty Emma and I normally stayed on Grandpa's ship."

"So you've never been off the ship before?" he asked turning to look at her. She shook her head. "Oh. Ok then."

"Hey York," Church appeared, "I got Wash for you."

"Thanks man," York said turning back to the screen as Wash popped up. "Hey Wash dude. How's it hanging?"

"York. Church said everything went well on your end?"

"Yes sir," York nodded. "Should be at your location in roughly sixty minutes."

"Who's that?" Ally asked quietly looking over his elbow at the screen.

York turned and lifted her up onto his lap, "Ally, this is your Uncle Wash. Say hi."

"Hi Uncle Wash!" she giggled.

"Uh, hi," Wash stammered. "Take it we have a lot to catch up on."

"Just a bit," York nodded. "We'll see you soon."

"Alright."

"Bye Uncle Wash!" Ally waved.

"Uh, bye." York shook his head at Wash's discomfort as he signed off.

"I like him," Ally said smiling up at York.

"Yea, he's good people. Say kid, you want to do me a favor?"

"Sure daddy!"

"Can you go gently wake up your mom and let her know we're going to be landing soon?"

"I can definitely do that!"

York watched Carolina as she sat at the edge of his bed. She hadn't said anything since she had practically thrown him onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He rolled onto his side and ran a knuckle down her back.

"Don't," she said quietly.

"Don't what?" he asked her.

"You know what," she said moving away from him. He reached out and grabbed her before she could go any farther. "York..."

"Lina," he sighed, "Don't push me away. Talk to me."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Bullshit." She turned to look at him. "You punched me and then left me unconscious in the locker room. I come back to my room and you decide to surprise me with some pretty angry sex. Pretty sure I'm gonna have bruises. Now come on and talk to me."

She laid back down and curled into him which took him by surprise at first, but he wrapped his arms around her all the same. She let out a sigh, "I don't want to talk about it. I just want to exist here, with you."

"I get that," he replied. "And I get why you want to beat her. Just don't let it start to affect us."

"Us?" she scoffed. "You think this whole thing we have actually makes you and I an 'us'? No one even knows about this except you and me."

"That's because you don't want him to know," York grumbled. "Pretty sure our friends know there's something going on, Lina."

She glared at him, "Maybe if you didn't insist on trying to flirt with me all the time."

"Maybe if you actually flirted back," he winked. She rolled her eyes at him. They laid there quiet for a while.

Carolina reached up and ran her fingers across his scar on his left side, "How's your eye?"

He shrugged, "Not hurting as bad as it did at first. Still get headaches from time to time."

"Do you see anything out of it? Has anything come back?"

He shook his head, "Just shadows and blurs."

"I'm sorry."

"For what? You didn't do it. It was an accident," he shrugged.

"All the more reason to kick her ass..." Carolina grumbled.

"She didn't do it, Lina. She's the reasons I'm alive. She's not the one who threw the damn grenade," he replied. "Is it really that important to beat her?"

"Yes."

"Why?" She remained quiet, not wanting to answer his question. "You're going to have to explain it to me at some point, you know this, right?"

"Sure."

"I mean it, Lina. I love you and I don't like seeing you do this to yourself."

"I'm not doing anything to myself, York."

"So wearing yourself to exhaustion is nothing?"

"Stop talking about it," Carolina said lifting her head up to kiss him into silence.

"You can't keep distracting me with sex," he said as she trailed kisses down his neck.

"Seems to work for the most part. I'd say it's a good plan," she chuckled before her lips found his again.

Carolina turned her head to look to see who was tapping her arm. A small pair of green eyes stared back at her.

"Daddy said to come wake you up. He said we'd be landing soon." Carolina nodded, pushing herself up and pushing her hair out of her face. "I got to say hi to Uncle Wash."

"Oh yea?" Carolina yawned.

"Yea. He called daddy when he was showing me how to fly."

"He was what?" Carolina asked, scared she hadn't heard right.

"Well we were talking about flying," Ally said playing with the blanket.

Carolina nodded. "Go out and tell York that I'll be right out. I want to get dressed."

"Ok," Ally said hopping up to run out of the room.

Carolina shook her head and got up. She threw on her under armor and was just heading out into the main part of the ship when she heard singing. She stopped. Her eyes narrowing when she recognized the tune. She was about to step out to take care of the problem when Church appeared in front of her.

"Didn't know York was so talented," he started laughing.

"Yea. A real riot," she grumbled.

"Oh come on Carolina," Church said before he continued laughing. She stomped through his hologram and found Ally giggling at York as he sang the song he had made up while they were aboard the MOI. She stopped and crossed her arms, annoyed that he was singing it to begin with and the fact she didn't think it very age appropriate. She stood there and glared at him until he finally noticed her death glare.

"Quick!" he said playfully grabbing Ally who started laughing. "Get in front and protect me."

Carolina shook her head, trying not to smile. "I don't think she can protect you from what I plan on doing to you. You know I hate that song."

"Come on, you love it," he said giving her a knowing smile.

"No, no I really don't," she shook her head.

"Mommy it's an amazing song," Ally smiled bouncing over to look up at Carolina. "I can't believe daddy wrote that for you. It's so cute."

"Yea, real cute," Carolina grumbled. "How far out are we?"

"Not far. Maybe a half hour," York said.

Carolina nodded, "I'll take over then."

"You sure?"

"Yea," Carolina nodded heading up front. She jumped up into the pilot seat and adjusted the controls, Church popping up in front of her. "Don't even."

"Come on, have fun Carolina," he said trying to hold in his laughter. "You're always being such a-"

"EPSILON!"

"Oh come on, it's catchy," he sniggered.

"It's really not," Carolina snarled. "Wash is back in Armonia with Kimball and Doyle?"

"Yes. Oo, can we turn that into the theme song? Get all the troops singing it? Yes?"

"Seriously Epsilon, if I could, I would delete you."

"Love you to sis," Church chuckled. "Course is all clear. They're awaiting our arrival."

"Thanks."

"How we doing up here?" York said poking his head up.

"Still want to kill you," Carolina replied.

"Oh come on, that got me laid at least three times," York said quietly.

"Only to shut you up."

"I can just feel the love pouring off of you, Lina," York chuckled sitting down in the co-pilot seat. "Like, I'm so overwhelmed with it right now."

"You're going to be overwhelmed with my fist in your face if you don't shut up about it," Carolina said smiling at him. Ally poked her head in and gave them a shy look. "Hey there."

"Can I come up and sit with you guys?" she asked quietly.

"Of course you can, kid," York said. He patted his lap, "You can sit right here with me as your mom lands this thing."

"She should probably sit somewhere where she can strap in," Carolina said.

"Nah. It's not like you're gonna crash," York chuckled as Ally crawled into his lap. "Besides, arms work. Say kid?"

"Yea," she giggled snuggling into him.

A/N: Yea...couldn't resist the adding "Come on Carolina" in there at some point...especially considering I listened to the entire season 10 soundtrack for 2 weeks straight on repeat... ^_^