Author's Note ~

Hey everyone! Wow, it's been a while! I hate to say it, but I'm disappointed with this chapter. Scratch that, I'm EXTREMELY disappointed with this chapter, and I know it's short but this is the best I can do for now. At least now y'all won't throw rocks at me for abandoning my fic! If I feel like it, I may re-do this chapter, I don't know yet, though. To be honest, this story isn't my top priority and I haven't really felt like writing any of this anyways for a while, so enjoy this new chapter, it may be a while until the next one. See all y'all later.
Disclaimer ~

I don't own the Mighty Ducks, Disney does! This story is purely for entertainment purposes only, so please don't sue me, it's really not worth wasting your energy or money. You wouldn't be able to earn from me what you would pay in lawyer fees anyways.

Alrighty y'all, on with the story ^^

Chapter 3

The first thing that Mallory realized as she woke up was that she was alone. The next thing she noticed was that she was in her room, not Wildwing's, like she normally would be when she woke up. She threw her arm over the cold, empty side of the bed that she knew usually possessed Wildwing's warm, comforting body. Her hand was startled as she touched a piece of paper.

"Oh thank God, there's a note", she thought.

It was the first thought that could be entertained by Mallory's groggy and sleepy brain. As she picked it up and looked at it, she was relieved to find out that Wildwing hadn't just dumped her in her room and abandoned her, but instead had left something to explain why he wasn't here.

'God I love him', she thought, reading over the note.

Mallory,

I hope I didn't scare you too much by having you wake up in your room today, I just wanted to make sure that we weren't together in bed when they got back. I have no idea when they should be getting back today, so I just wanted to be safe rather than sorry. I wish I was here with you and I love you lots!

XO Wildwing OX

Mallory let out a little laugh, and hopped out of bed. When she first met Wildwing she had never thought that he could be this caring towards anyone other than Canard and Nosedive. He had proven her original assumption wrong so many times that she couldn't count them all anymore. She knew that he loved her deeply, and to her, that was all that she could possibly want from him. She headed off to the kitchen, where she found Wildwing standing over the stove making breakfast for them. She always felt drunk with love when she caught a glimpse him; she was overwhelmed with his presence. She loved just looking at him; it always gave her a sense of security that could only be topped by Wilding's gentle, loving touch itself. A familiar voice called to her and snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Mallory, are you okay? Your mind seems to be lost in space somewhere" said Wildwing, placing a hand on Mallory's arm.

"Oh, I'm fine Wing, I'm just thinking" she said.

"May I ask what you were thinking about? Or is this one of those things that I just don't want to know about" he asked, concerned.

"You" came her short reply, followed by a kiss to Wildwing's cheek.

Wildwing just stood there looking completely confused, but then again, a lot of things befuddled Wildwing, and Mallory's actions and words were often a huge source of his puzzlement. He loved her anyways, though, and the rewards of their relationship was all that really seemed to matter to him, no matter how much of a confusing woman Mallory could be.

"So, Mal, the gang is coming back today, what do you want to do about us, I mean we need to decide on whether or not we are going to tell them" Wing stated plainly.

Now it was Mallory's turn to be confused, she still didn't know what to do about telling the others about her and Wildwing's blossoming relationship. She was an extremely private person, whose personal life was just that, personal. On one hand, she wanted to keep their relationship a secret, on the other hand, she knew that it would be hard to hide their love from everyone, to be able to go through the day not being able to do so much as touch each other, and only letting themselves be somewhat free at night. Even then they had to be on guard, they couldn't be sneaking around in places other than their bedrooms, they had to make sure they weren't too loud when going about their time together. She was afraid that the strain on their relationship would break them, and that was the last thing she wanted to do.

"I need more time" said Mallory honestly, "although I know that time is the one thing we don't have".

Mallory sat down at the table Wildwing went to grab their breakfast off the stove. They knew that nothing was going for them except their faith in each other. He knew that he could never bring himself to leave her, even if nothing was working out for them, not in an eternity would he ever do something that would hurt her so deeply. He knew that she felt the same, so why were they both feeling this impending sense of doom? Wildwing was contemplative as he set down their breakfast and they ate in a silence strained by their own insecurities.

That afternoon, Wildwing came up with an idea while he an Mallory sat on the couch together, just holding each other and staring up into space, each coming to their own conclusions about what to do.

"I have an idea!" Wildwing exclaimed, wondering why he hadn't thought of the possibility sooner. "We don't have to tell them at first, we can wait and let them figure it out when we slip-up, whenever that may be".

Mallory's eyes widened. "You're a genius, did you know that?" she asked, kissing him deeply on the beak, only to be interrupted by a sharp buzzing noise.

"The alarm system is letting someone in" Wildwing plainly stated.

Mallory groaned in frustration as they got up off the couch and smoothed out their clothes. "They're home"

Tbc [when I feel like it ;) ]..