Hiya, guys! Honestly, I almost forgot to update the story, so here's the next chapter. Hope y'all enjoy, and I'll talk to you guys later!

"Yeah, it's actually better than I thought it'd be."

"Really now? Good to know that it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be."

"Nah, you did a great job with it."

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"By the way…."

"Hmm?"

"There's two women looking around for you."

"…?"

"Wanted to know if you had come by, apparently."

"…Oh, right. I know who you're talking about."

Ruby woke up, hearing birds chirping outside. Blinking, she slowly got out of bed and went through her usual morning routine; bathroom, shower, eat, back to the bathroom, then get on with what she needed to do that day. However, a knock on the door interrupted her routine just as she finished getting properly dressed.

Going to the door, she opened it, seeing her uncle, Qrow.

"Whaddup, kiddo?"

"Uncle Qrow! Oh, it's so good to see you! Come in!"

Qrow chuckled as he entered the house, looking around and sensing familiarity. He glanced around at the couple boxes still lying around assumingly holding Delta's belongings as Ruby ran to prepare some tea. However, she was interrupted when Qrow said, "It's all good, kid, I don't need any."

"Huh? But-."

"I'm fine. Really. But there is something we need to discuss."

"Umm…okay…?"

Ruby slowly went to the living room and plopped onto the couch. Qrow sighed and followed, sitting on the one opposite of his niece. Ruby fidgeted nervously as Qrow took a swig of his flask, then said, "So, I heard that you were attacked the other day."

"What? How did you-?"

"How many people attacked you?"

"Huh?"

"It's just a question. How many attacked you?"

"Three."

"Three, huh…interesting…," Qrow said to himself, then took another swig before he looked at Ruby again and said, "So I assume they said something about your eyes, right?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah…."

"Hmm," Qrow took another swig, then asked, "Do you remember what Ozpin said to you when you first met him?"

Sierra dropped down from a tree, stabbing her hidden blade into the skull of a Boarbatusk, receiving a squeal from the Grimm as it thrashed around. Gritting her teeth, Sierra then unsheathed her second hidden blade, getting the Grimm into a headlock before she stabbed its throat. The Grimm continued to struggle, coughing up blood as a gunshot filled the air, dropping it immediately as Sierra sighed, pulling her blades out and sheathing them as Lima hopped out of her own tree, her rifle in hand. Sierra raised a fist, receiving a fist bump from the faunus as the latter then asked, "Is it just me? Or are these things getting harder and harder to kill?"

Lima shook her head and turned her rifle back into its original axe mode, slipping it into the axe holster on her hip.

"Makes me worry, really," Sierra stated, disgusted at the Grimm slime on her hands. Lima's ears perked in curiosity at her leader's statement, watching as the silverette waved her hands, trying to get the slime off. Cocking her head to the side, she remained focused on the silverette, who caught her gaze and asked, "What? Something on my face?"

Lima shook her head again, then asked, "Why worried?"

Sierra blinked, then laughed to herself as she said, "You're right. This is Delta we're talking about, after all. He's fine…I hope."

Sierra's smile then turned into a frown as she imagined the site of Delta's disappearance, Ironwood's vivid description of how the scene played out.

Just then, a hand touching her shoulder brought her back down to Remnant as Lima smiled at her, her ears wagging as she said, "He's alive. I know he is."

That evening, Sierra counted the amount of lien that they had made for the small job as Lima sewed together a sliced open portion of Sierra's sweater. The faunus couldn't help but smile, carefully stitching the hole together as Sierra sighed and leaned back into the chair at the desk, resting her head in her hands as she stared up at the ceiling. The sound of shops beginning to close up lightly filled the room as Sierra then turned to the window and said, "…Hey, Lima."

"Yes?"

"Is Hotel…happy?"

"?"

Lima glanced up at her leader.

"I mean," Sierra clarified, "With Yang and Flare. Is he…happy with his life right now?"

Lima then turned back to her task and replied, "Not sure."

Sierra blinked, her mind trailing to Echo, stuck on the question he had presented the night before.

"…baby fever?"

Sierra flinched, gasping as Lima lightly giggled, covering her mouth as she smiled. Sierra turned back to the faunus, a blush on her face as she said, "Wh-what the hell!? Lima!"

"It's baby fever, isn't it?"

Sierra opened her mouth, but then sighed and leaned back into the chair, replying, "Well…maybe a little."

"Fufufu…baby Sierra," Lima giggled to herself, imagining a tiny Sierra crawling all over. Sierra snorted, then leaned back further into the chair and raised a hand to the ceiling. The image of a child with dark violet hair with silver highlights filled her mind as she then said, "…baby fever, huh…."

Lima smiled, finishing her sewing job. She then stood up and put it onto the backrest of Sierra's chair, then walked back to her bed, sitting on the end. Sierra slowly turned her head to face the faunus, lowering her hand to point it at Lima as she asked, "Am I really fit to be a mom?"

"You never know," Lima replied, grabbing her axe and changing it into rifle mode. Sierra lowered her hand, keeping her eyes on the faunus as the latter began cleaning off her weapon. Sierra's thoughts immediately began wandering to back when they were at Beacon, how Lima complimented Delta so well, being his senses as she covered him from afar, as well as vice versa, when she was sniping and he'd zip in out of nowhere to save her any pain.

"…You've had that thing since we were at Beacon," Sierra stated, "What ever happened to that bow that your parents got you?"

"Didn't like it," Lima answered, "sold it."

"Sold it?"

Sierra blinked, soaking the information in, then began laughing as she said, "Wow. Classic."

Lima then shrugged, then looked outside, seeing a couple lights from the nearby houses begin to turn on as the moon slowly began making its way up the horizon. She blinked, then pulled out her scroll, going into her contacts as she swiped a name across her screen, putting it up to her ear.

"Yo, what's up?"

"I just…wanted to hear your voice."

A light chuckle filled her ear.

"I miss you, Lima."

"And I to you, Wind."

*beep*

"Hi! So, uncle Qrow told me the weirdest thing today. Something about my eyes being special. He also said that's probably why I was attacked, which still doesn't make any sense. He still told me to be careful, and to go out with someone in case I get attacked again."

"I still can't believe those two, Sierra and Lima! They went off to look for you without telling me! Of course, I only know because Yang told me about it, but Hotel seemed really depressed when I went over to visit. Flare's still doing alright. I do hope she likes her uncle, hehe!"

"I'm still waiting for you. Please come back."

*beep*

"End of message."

The young man pulled the scroll away from his ear, closing it and slipping it into his pocket. The moonlight glinted off of his sword's handle as Grimm began gathering around him. Looking around, he slowly reached up for his sword's handle as the first Grimm jumped at him. With a sidestep, he drew his sword, slashing downward at the Grimm, now hunched over where he was just standing, cutting it clean in half. Grimm blood sprayed onto him as he slashed his weapon clean, then turned, his amethyst eyes eyeing down his enemies as another swordsman appeared from the group, now snarling and barking in excitement.

The new swordsman chuckled and drew his sword, pointing it at the other as he said, "I've finally found you."