A/N: Hi my lovelies! Here we are again. Yay for the DVD release! I have watched the movie about a dozen times since, trying to help my little plot bunnies along. I subjected all my friends and my mother into watching it. I found the deleted scenes on youtube and omfg that shower scene yas queen! so I make a little reference to that in this chapter. Again I will send my love and thanks to all of you enjoying this sappy little fic of mine, I've had some bad couple of days and needed to lose myself back in this world I created.

Disclaimer: Hellboy belongs to Dark Horse Comics/Mike Mignola, I don't own anything except the AU and my OC's.


Phyrra had yet to find anything in the B.P.R.D library.

Well, not quite. There were masses of volumes filled with information on creatures big and small. Lost civilizations. Gods and Goddesses. Multiple encyclopediae on many a species. None of the content resembled her in the slightest.

After her disastrous rendezvous with Hellboy, Phyrra had intended to keep her distance. The next daybreak, as the Professor, Alice, Binx and herself got an early start scanning through the books, Hellboy had crept in, looking much worse than last night.

"Morning Sunshine!" Alice observed HB with sheer delight. "Are you hungover? Get a little pissed last night?"

Phyrra was left unclear. Pissed? As far as she knew, the term used by humans was used when someone was extremely angry, but what could have caused Hellboy to be pissed? She feared it might have had something to do with her. She glanced at Binx on the table in front of her, watching the pixie shrugged her shoulders. She had no better interpretations.

She felt a burgeoning companionship with Alice and Trevor; both were intelligent, considerate, playfully cunning humans. The morning banter they had back and forth filled Phyrra with a sense of calm amusement she could grow increasingly used to. Binx was happier as well. She didn't speak it out loud, but Phyrra knew her friend well. The tinkling laughter she often heard coming from the pixie confirmed it for her.

With Hellboy, however, she felt on shaky ground, uncertain how to act.

"Good morning," She found herself saying to him over the table. Just because he seemed displeased with current situations, she couldn't find it in herself to be unfriendly.

Hellboy cleared his scratchy throat. He had hit it harder after the elf girl had run away, drinking and smoking cigars until he eventually passed out five hours ago. "Morning," the cambion picked up one of the books littered across the table. He hated homework. At the prospect of finding out more about Phyrra though, he could find it in him.

Trevor called Phyrra over as he discovered a tome on beings with healing talents with mentions of tattoos, but upon further inspection it pertained to a sort of ritual with blood in the ink, turning the markings red.

"How about some breakfast?" Alice chimed in about twenty minutes later, and the five of them agreed, walking down the hallway to the small, modern kitchenette used by the main four of them when doing research.

Trevor went for the bread drawer, while Alice and Hellboy sat on the stools by the island counter, looking quite out of place. Phyrra on instinct went to the fridge but stopped flat realizing what she was doing.

"May I?" Trevor simply nodded and stood back, watching this elf girl with delight.

It was a simple action Phyrra fell into, opening cupboards and turning on the stove. The fridge was well-stocked with all matter of provisions. Her eyes caught large, lovely white eggs. Crisp, green peppers. Mushrooms. Phyrra decided on omelets.

It was difficult for her to find joyful ways to spend her time at the compound. Being in the kitchen helped her feel a sense of control. Preparing meals, using knowledge and creativity to make delicious meals. Even if it was for a person she would rather not be waiting on.

Phyrra was cracking eggs when Alice saddled up beside her, trying to help with her bowl, picking out shells as she went.

"You look like an old pro at this. I'm an absolute shite in the kitchen."

"I was mostly the one that prepared meals for …" Phyrra halted, one day she would be able to voice his name without halting first. For now, the wounds were still fresh. "Anyways, perhaps I could give you some help with your cooking if you'd like."

Alice agreed wholeheartedly, loving this easy friendship Phyrra provided. The elf girl handed Alice a large knife, asking her if she wanted to chop the vegetables. It was a sad sight, the medium stabbing ineffectively.

"Hold your finger's like this, it will prevent you from cutting yourself, and slice like this. Yes, good job." Alice didn't feel demeaned at Phyrra's calm instructions. The elf girl was classy, a kind of reserved shyness that Alice didn't usually find appealing. Nevertheless, there was sweetness in Phyrra, Alice could overlook a little naivety.

Together, the ingredients were mixed. Alice was made aware of Hellboy's eyes following Phyrra's sure movements as she transferred the mixture into the sizzling pan.

So relaxed as she was in her routine, Phyrra gave a start at Trevor's voice.

"Ah Phyrra, say good morning to Major Ben Daimo." Phyrra turned to a tall, sombre man entering. All Phyrra got was a slight nod before the cranky man reached the coffee pot, grunting his morning to his boss.

"Don't worry about Ben. Takes the term 'strong, silent type' to new levels, he'll come around to you." She smiled at Alice's attempt to make her feel better.

Phyrra added another plate, quickly whisking together another omelet. She asked Binx over to blow a heating enchantment to speed up the process.

Phyrra deposited the five creations onto their plates, she would share with Binx as always, the pixie couldn't handle much to herself. As the group gathered around the counter,

"Have you given any thought to my offer Phyrra?"

She stopped reaching for her plate. Yes, she had, she hadn't stopped thinking about it since he spoke the words into existence. Could she stay here, among these humans? Use her abilities for some good after so long being used. She looked to Binx, the pixie shook her head ruefully.

"You already know your answer. I'm not gonna change your mind."

Phyrra gave her attention back to her new colleagues.

"You've all shown me the truest kindness I've experienced in who knows how long. My answer is yes, of course."

Phyrra couldn't help the tickled laughter at Alice's yelled exclamation.

"Awesome! I can help train you, teach ya some moves. This is gonna be so cool! I'm not the only girl on the team anymore!"

"Hope you fit in well," Phyrra was perplexed by Major Daimo's mysterious answer, but didn't give it much more thought. As Alice had said, she would simply have to be extra kind to the stoic man until he got used to her.

Phyrra's mind halted. She was so foolish. That's what she would have to do with Hellboy!

As this interaction was happening, Hellboy was silent. He was trying to digest the information. Phyrra on the team. Phyrra travelling with them, putting herself in dangerous situations they often found themselves in. Of course, on the one hand, he was filled with excitement at the idea of Phyrra being around daily.

The other hand couldn't stop thinking about how delicate she seemed. Sure, she had the strength he knew. She was incredibly bright. Resourceful.

It didn't stop him from worrying.

Praises all around were given to Phyrra on her food. She felt herself flushing under the attention. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy it. She had always had praise, but it was a double-edged sword. These people meant their compliments, didn't expect anything in return. She didn't know how to act.

Everyone was tucking in with enthusiasm to their breakfasts when Trevor cleared his throat.

"Now that you are all here. I must inform you you'll be leaving today for the Galápagos Islands. There have been some sightings of lizard men off the coast of San Christobal, causing quite a nuisance to the tourists."

"Phyrra, you'll stay behind this time. While their gone, I will begin to teach you some finer points of this operation. Ms. Monaghan, when she returns, can give you some sparring help. I don't wish to overwhelm you as we're still researching your ancestry. Perhaps a couple of weeks, you would be set for fieldwork. We'll play it by ear."

Phyrra nodded her understanding. Of course, first and foremost was recovering her memories. As much as she had to square the debt with her saviours, she had self-preservation to think of. She contemplated this as without thinking about it she went to collect the plates.

"You put those down right now Ms. Phyrra. You cooked us this wonderful breakfast, we can clean up." Trevor gentle command to Phyrra was heard and with Alice and Ben, they collected the plates, changing subjects as they bussed them to the sink. Hellboy wasn't one for washing dishes, he always ended up breaking them.

The two left behind locked eyes.

"Would you like some more?" Phyrra came over to him with the coffee pot. A peace-offering.

"Yeah, please." It had been a damn fine breakfast. The knowledge that Phyrra had talents in the kitchen, as well as magic, with her beauty stalled him. He would just have to take this elf girl in as he got to know her, now that she would be around more.

"Welcome to the team, I guess." Phyrra's lips stretched in a dazzling smile. Hellboy audibly swallowed but managed to return the favour with a slight smirk.

"Thank you, Hellboy."

"..Never got my chance."

"Excuse me?"

"Last night. I didn't get a chance to return the thank you. I mean for… Fixing me up."

Phyrra re-evaluated his entire behaviour. She did flee immediately at his quietness. She had taken his odd behaviour for disinterest or unpleasantness. Hellboy seemed very shy. She didn't want him to be nervous around her, she owed him everything. Phyrra had never experienced this feeling, she felt drawn to his creature. She wanted his good opinion more than anyone she had ever met before.

Not for the first time, she cursed her amnesia for the stolen moments between them.

She would have to be patient and get the answers out of him one day.

"You're most welcome. I would have spent my whole life trapped if it wasn't for you all." Phyrra's eyes flicked to Trevor and Alice discussing some kind of event coming up. Also to Ben, brooding over his cup of coffee. She returned to his eyes. They were quite lovely; blazing like sunsets.

"Let me do something for you. I should give you a favour."

The elf girl chose that moment to lay her palm against the back of Hellboy's stone hand resting on the counter. Phyrra found herself savouring the sensation. She expecting it to feel cool to the touch, but as his name suggests, a great warmth emanated from him at all times. The stone was no different.

Hellboy had hoped that if he ever came in physical contact with Phyrra again, it would have become familiar, not as much of a shock.

He'd never been more wrong. She wasn't using her magic, but it felt as if her caress was lightening his hangover. He didn't have much feeling in his right hand, that's why it smashed things so well. He felt Phyrra's touch. Once again, she had the coolest, tender way of placing her fingers against him. He looked down at the slight shift of her fingers running across the rock and shivered.

Trevor spoke up.

Both parties felt blank when the moment broke. Feelings too new to be recognized left an awkward pause...

"Well, I'd say you three better be heading off. The helicopter will be ready in ten."

Alice could have killed the Professor. They were so cute. Alice couldn't handle the way they looked at each other. She could think of a few favours Phyrra could give Hellboy… Okay maybe she wasn't really paying attention to the Professor about the Alumni Banquet, but all the parties were the same after a while: catch a flute of champagne off a passing waiter, smiling pleasantly at a few decrepit billionaires, stay close to the Professor and thank him at the end of the night for being a fabulous date. Super boring. But a plan was brewing in Alice's mind, Phyrra and Hellboy's infatuation with each other at the forefront.

They were gonna name their first child after her.

"Be safe." Were the words she spoke as she withdrew her hand. It was a simple request, but the idea of it unhinged him. Her wish for his safety. It gave him hope, that he didn't completely fuck up this burgeoning friendship with the elf girl. As alluring as he found Phyrra, first he had to get her to like him.

"I will...See ya later," Hellboy resisted the urge to run away. No longer would he run from Phyrra. That was the start, he found the strength to continue looking at her as they left, relishing in her luminous eyes. Her graceful features. The first thing Hellboy had to do was get over just being around her. The only way to do that, he concluded, was to stop avoiding her like the plague. Treating her like the same, scared wild animal he met at Elias's compound.

Phyrra was bereft as the trio disappeared out of the room. It was an odd response, it wasn't that she didn't enjoy just Trevor's company, the calm sureness. She would miss them though: funny Alice, shy Hellboy and aloof Ben. Quite a little band they made. Would she be able to fit among them?

"Phyrra, might I suggest we go into town today to get you some essentials? Clothes and such,"

She was confused by Trevor's request.

"You are a company member now. And our salaries are generous." She realized what he meant, chuckling as she accepted the outstretched arm with her hold, delighting at the older man's generosity.

"I would like that very much, Trevor."


San Christobal...two days later...

Ben had retired early, leaving HB and Alice sitting at the firepit. The locals had been more than thankful for their quick dealings with the hombres lagarto. They had shown it by giving them baskets filled with booze and sweet fruits. A bottle of rum was passed between the comrades for awhile. Before Alice couldn't help but bring up the dreaded subject.

"So...Phyrra." Hellboy stiffened at the mention of her name.

"Want some tips?"

"Not in a million years," Hellboy hated he was this obvious. He was so not used to this, this attraction he had for Phyrra. Sure, he was half-man. He found women attractive. in his youth he had posters of Brigitte Bardot and Jayne Mansfield pinned on his bedroom walls. They turned into Farrah Fawcett and Sharon Stone as the decades flew by.

Nimue had been the first woman to show interest in him, look how that turned out. She had used her wiles to try to force him into his destiny as the bringer of the apocalypse. Despite what his father had said, he was stronger than any perfumed words or perky breasts, it had just felt... Nice. To have been desired for once, not treated like a freak.

No erection was worth the end of days.

That awful dream or vision he had when Alice picked him up after his giant encounter. Him in the shower. Nimue coming to him. Bathing in blood. It was some sick shit. At the moment, yes he had been carried away. He had wet dreams before, being a 60-year-old virgin would do that to you. He had assumed it was just one of those. Nimue was pure evil but she hadn't been hard on the eyes.

Now with Phyrra, he felt so very different. She was pureness personified, a beacon of warmth, goodness. He had come to terms with knowing he wasn't an evil creature, nurture over nature had made that clear. It didn't mean he deserved something so innocent as Phyrra.

"Actually, not like that." Hellboy pulled from the bottle, "But you're a girl-"

"Thanks for noticing!" Alice jerked the bottle out of his hands, taking a drink herself.

"You know what I mean. How should I…. Aw geez, I don't know…"

"Woo her? Sweep her off her feet? Get those eyelashes fluttering?" Alice, in her slight inebriated state, had less of a censor than usual, and that wasn't much to start with.

Hellboy gave Alice a grave look.

"Okay, you know what, if you're just gonna make fun of me, forget I said anything." He started to lift himself off the rock.

"Don't move HB, you know I'm kidding." Alice regarded Hellboy "I'm just… Happy that you've found someone I guess... You deserve it."

"Shucks, kid." Hellboy grew silent, insecurities rising in him. "What if she-"

"Stop right there mister! Don't forget already I'm a woman. I can take notice when I see two people are attracted to each other. She doesn't look at any of the other men at HQ the same way she looks at you, get my drift?"

"Alright, so what should I do?"

"She seems to be very old-fashioned. A proper lady, so you're gonna have to be the proper gent. I'm sure she hasn't ever had someone want to listen and do what she wants." Alice smirked at her friend, "So sorry to say, you're going to have to man up and ask her."

Alice didn't reveal her project, he was already very wary of asking this elf girl out, she couldn't spook him too much. She held the bottle out.

Hellboy drank some more.

He could do it. He's faced demi-gods and titans. He's looked in the face of evil personified and cut it down with a swipe of a blade. He could ask Phyrra out on a date.

He hoped.


A/N: Oh Hellboy, I'm sure you'll be fine... lol at this point I'm just writing Alice shipping the couple as much as I do x_x I'm sorry I have no shame...

Translation:

hombres lagarto - lizard men