Kevin had never seen Mia so livid for so long. By now, the entire house knew she had given Jayden the bruised jaw. Considering she was still so angry, she had been left unpunished. Not even Ji wanted to deal with the scary, angry Mia.

Kevin also insisted Ji drop the punishment for Mia. He found this very unusual for Mia, and if she was angry enough to punch someone, never mind the Samurai leader, right in the face, there had to be something else bothering her.

For everyone's safety, Kevin kept Mia awake from the residents that morning, confining her to the bedroom, insisting it was just so they could talk privately. If he could figure out what was bothering her, if he could calm her down, he would be one step closer to having her back, and the Samurai would be one step closer to having their calm, level-headed Momma Pink back.

But Kevin wasn't doing a good job.

"What's wrong?" Mia had been shrieking at him since they had gotten up two hours before. Kevin had made a mental note to never, ever get on her bad side again. Now that he knew she could unleash this hell, he would gladly give her anything she wanted, no matter the cost. "Should I start listing things?"

Kevin moved his head. It wasn't a nod and it wasn't a shake. It was something in between. It looked more like his head had had a mini seizure. It didn't matter to Mia. She was going to do what she wanted to do, no matter what anyone else thought.

"James wanders out of the house, challenges Serrator, or all Nighlok, and gets his ass kicked!" Mia was doing a replay of everything that happened. Kevin knew all this. He had lived through it, just like she and everyone else, but if it helped her to calm down, he would sit through it. "We have to go rescue him, Serena, naturally, freaks out, races ahead and gets herself kidnapped because that idiot was on his deathbed."

"It was stupid," Kevin agreed. He wouldn't do anything but. If she said the sky was purple, he would make it purple.

"Serena's gone, so what do we do? Oh, we just got another ally. Here's an idea. Let's throw her out like last week's trash! She's not coming home, Kevin."

"She probably won't."

"Not with that attitude she won't!" Mia screamed. Kevin knew he couldn't have won that fight by speaking and made a note to shut up. Where were Serrator's gags when they were needed? He'd gladly wear one.

One second thought, he'd gladly put it on Mia. He loved her to death, and he wanted her to feel better, but his ears were hurting.

"So we stupidly toss away an ally, knowing we're a Ranger down, and she comes back and carves our enemy's name into Emily's shoulder! Can you imagine what kind of hell she went through? Pinned down and tortured by her older sister and her aunt."

Kevin kept quiet. He was a smart man.

"Now Serrator's armed himself with Serena, with Kate, and his own twisted head, Xandred's bound to come back soon. Octoroo's shown us he can put up a fight. Dekker's just an asshole. Dayu's proven to be deadly. Now that we're down to a team of six Samurai and a mentor, anyone who thinks we can win needs to get their head checked! It's a seven on seven fight and we're the only team that wants to play fair!"

"James can…"

"Barely make himself toast, now! We're screwed!"

"Mia…"

"And then Jayden had the nerve to tell me we can't protect Emily? If we can't protect each other, if we can't rely on each other, I don't see the point in even trying! We might as well just toss in the Samuraizers, blend into the city as normal civilians and watch as red, burning, Sanzu Water floods the earth and wipes out all of mankind."

Now Kevin knew what he had to do. He stood up and pulled Mia into his arms. He held her close and he held her tight.

"If we're dead anyways, we might as well die trying. We're still in the game, Mia. We're still fighting."

"We were so close," Mia clung to Kevin desperately as she broke down into tears and sobbed into his shoulder. "A week ago, we were so close to winning we could taste it. It was just a matter of knocking out Serrator, Dayu, and Xandred, and beating Dekker, which we've done before. Now it's all just gone."

"It's not gone," Kevin assured her. "Serrator threw us a curveball, but that doesn't mean we can't still swing. We miss all the shots we don't take, you know that."

"But if we miss anyways…"

"We tried. That's all that's been asked of us. We signed up for this knowing it was do or die. I'm still going to fight. Please tell me you're going to fight with me."

"But…"

"If we do die, I promise you, I'll breathe my dying breath after you so you'll never be alone. We'll do this together. We'll save Serena and Kate, we'll beat Serrator. Dayu and Dekker will be no problem after that. Jayden and Serena can hold Dekker off, we'll pound Dayu into the ground and that's it."

"Xandred and Octoroo?"

"When Xandred comes back, we'll know what we're up against. We still have that Sealing Symbol in our pocket. Once we're done with Xandred, I'm sure Octoroo will go down with the ship. We can do this. I promise."

Kevin sat her down on the bed and kept her in his arms, "And then, to celebrate, we'll throw this big, amazing wedding. We'll spend every penny getting you everything you've ever dreamed of having for your big day and we'll make it all work out."

"Kevin…"

"I'm serious about that," Kevin chuckled, "For my sake and for the sake of whichever sucker you choose as maid of honour, we're going to do everything for you. You terrify me when you're angry."

Mia dried her eyes and sighed, "I promise you immunity. It's not a wedding without the groom. And you won't be allowed to see me beforehand. You won't have to deal with my disasters. The girls will."

Kevin smiled, "I knew there was something good about weddings," he gave Mia a kiss on the cheek, "So do you understand the plan?"

"We fight, we try to win, and we die together."

"No," Kevin shook his head, "We fight. We win. We get married. You kill the maid of honour and possibly the bridesmaids, we live happily ever after, and then, when we're old and wrinkly, we die peacefully."

"Old and wrinkly?"

"Well, I'll be old and wrinkly. You'll still be beautiful as ever."

Mia nestled into Kevin's arms, "I knew there was a reason I loved you."

Kevin smiled at first, then her words sunk in, "Wait, we're engaged, planning a wedding, and the rest of our lives together, and only now you know why you love me?"

Mia nodded her head, "I had a nagging feeling there was a reason, but I couldn't quite figure it out."

"Oh really?"

"Really."

"I promise you I'll hold back my dying breath so you can die peacefully in my warm, safe embrace, and yet me calling you pretty is the reason you love me?"

"I like to be called pretty."

Kevin grabbed a pillow from the bed and lightly smacked her face, "Well, I'm glad you're feeling better," he rolled his eyes playfully and smirked.

"Hey," Mia laughed and tossed aside the pillow, "watch it. Only one fist got to punch today and the other is feeling a little jealous. You know they rarely get action outside the battlefield."

"You're going to be a handful."

Mia smirked, "And this is before you swear to love me for better or for worst. It may not seem like it, but I still have to woo you."

"I'm screwed."

"After the wedding, you'll wish you were screwed," Mia teased. She leaned back into Kevin, hugging him close again, "Do you promise we'll see our wedding day?"

Kevin kissed her forehead, "On my life."