DISCLAIMER: I don't own Starfox. Nintendo does. I own Azulia Lombardi, Draco Lombardi/Dragon L, Jad Tayel, Tori Hart, and Sierra Caridaay. If you wish to use them, email me (neptunerising@poetic.com)

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Falco was sitting on his bed, thinking about Katt. He could remember staring into her eyes and losing himself. He shivered involuntarily. What had Katt done to him? He couldn't allow himself to be in love. If he got close to someone, he would lose them. He was dangerously close to the rest of Starfox as it was.

He turned his mind to his mother. He had to find her, but now he couldn't get into the underground's database. Not unless he let Slippy in on it. Slippy could probably hack into the database for him. But he wouldn't ask Slippy for help unless he was truly desperate. He wasn't at that point yet. He had to think of another way.

"Rob!" Falco gasped, his eyes brightening. "Rob can hack, just like Slippy. And he won't tell froggy boy if I ask him not to."

Falco slipped into the cockpit, relieved to find it empty except for Rob.

"Hey, Rob?" Falco began; he was still getting used to talking to Rob like he would Fox. "You can hack into just about anything, right?"

"Yes, but I will not hack into any military databases," Rob said in his robotic voice.

"I never said I wanted you to hack into a military base," Falco said. "How about the Rustburough Underground?"

"What information do you want?" Rob asked.

"Information on an avian," Falco said.

"Who?" Rob pressed. "I will not hack into the database without this knowledge."

Falco hesitated. He knew Rob wouldn't tell anyone, but he wanted to maintain his uncaring attitude. It wasn't like he had a choice, though.

"...Azulia Lombardi," Falco said. "My mother."

Rob turned to the computer in front of him and began typing. The Rustburough Database opened up, and it began its search for Azulia. Again, the "Classified" screen popped up. Rob studied it.

"This will take some time," he said. "I will have the information by the end of the day."

"Okay," Falco said. "Thanks Rob. And don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

"I will not," Rob said, typing on the computer.

Falco left the cockpit. He had some time to kill. The thought of going back to the recreation room crossed his mind, but Katt might still be there. He wondered if that was a bad thing. Losing himself in thoughts of Katt, he found himself back at the sick bay. Sierra looked up as he entered.

"Hey, Falco," she said. "What brings you here?"

"Nothing," Falco said as calmly as possibly.

"Were you worried about me?" Katt purred, grinning at him from the pod she was sitting in.

"Why would I worry about you?" Falco asked, grinning. "Cats have nine lives, right?"

"Ha ha," Katt said. "You're just hilarious, Falco."

"I know," Falco said, sitting down in a chair.

"Are you gonna stay here all day?" Katt asked, standing up.

"Only if you want me to leave," Falco said.

"Falco, you're impossible!" Katt laughed, nearly pushing Falco off the chair.

"Oh, how cute," Sierra laughed. "It's shameless, the way you two flirt."

Falco blushed beet red. Sierra could definately hold her own as a member of Starfox. Katt, seeming more interested in Falco's reaction than Sierra's comment, giggled. Falco was forced to make another hasty exit.

"What is wrong with me?" Falco muttered to himself as he headed down the hallway to the recreation room.

Falco wondered if he was sick. Katt was doing something to him, that was for sure. Katt seemed to think Falco loved her, the way she was acting. But he didn't. He didn't like her as anything more than a friend. Of course he saved her from Tori, he reasoned. He wouldn't have left Fox in the wings of that eagle, either.

He silenced his thoughts by concentrating on a pinball machine. Fox absolutely loved the things, and had ordered several custom ones. This one was themed after the Androssian War. Falco wondered where Fox was ordering all of these.

"Falco, please come to the cockpit," Rob announced over the intercom.

Falco abandoned the machine and ran to the cockpit. He skidded to a stop on the metal flooring, nearly knocking Rob over.

"I found the information on your mother," Rob said.

"Where is she?" Falco asked shrilly.

"She was last seen docking a ship to Corneria ten minutes ago," Rob said.

"Ten minutes?" Falco echoed. "Thanks Rob. Tell Fox that's where I'm going."

"Would you like me to inform Katt as well?"

Falco froze. "N-No. She's still injured."

"All right," Rob said.

Falco ran down to the hangar. Opening the cockpit, he smiled at the lights that blinked on. He always felt at home in his Arwing. He couldn't waste any time, though, if he wanted to catch up to his mother. He knew where she would be going, too.

Leaving Athena behind, he set course for Corneria. He could cruise on auto pilot for most of the trip, but when he hit Meteo, he would have to blast through. That would be where he made up for the ten minutes he lost. Most ships went through the side of Meteo that was less dense, and that was the long way to Corneria. Still, he would have to hurry.

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Katt sighed, exasperated. She couldn't find Falco anywhere. She had checked the recreation room, his room, and the sick bay. She was headed to the cockpit now. Fox was talking with Rob. Katt listened in.

"Is everything all right?" Fox asked.

"Everything is normal," Rob said. "Falco has left for Corneria."

"Corneria?" Katt gasped.

"What for?" Fox asked.

"I believe he is looking for someone," Rob said.

"Did Katt go with him?" Fox asked.

"No," Rob said. "He left eighteen minutes ago."

"I didn't go with him, but I will be on Corneria when he gets there," Katt said to herself, running out of Great Fox and into the rows and rows of ships.

Katt always docked her fighter, Catpawz, here before going down to Rustburough. There was nowhere else to put it, really. Nowhere else that didn't cost money if you left it there for weeks on end. She took off, headed for Corneria. She knew a shortcut, too, that would cut fifteen minutes off of the trip. She would get there almost when Falco did.

"You can't get rid of me, Falco," she laughed. "Not now."