Hey guys! heres the latest chapter, it's really just a little bit of filler before my next story arc. I wasn't going to be able to put out a big chapter for maybe a week or two so I wanted to give you all something to tide you over. I hope you enjoy the wrapping up of loose ends. As always i wanna thank you all for sticking with this work for the length of time you have. the support is amazing and is far more than I ever hoped to achieve, I started out of a love for a show and an enjoyment of writing and here we are over 13,000 views and over 100 followers later. So thank you all!

Team JNPR awoke to the repeated and insistent buzzing of a scroll alarm. It went on uninterrupted for five minutes before Ren groaned and shut it off. Squinting as his eyes adapted to the bright display he read the time, 5am.

His head pounded and his muscles ached, most likely from having been slapped through a solid timber wall by the mighty Grimm in addition to the hours of dancing and running around after Nora the night before. Regardless of the causes, it took every bit of his will power to not settle back into the warm embrace of sleep. It would take a long time before his batteries were fully recharged.

He clambered out of bed, stretched the soreness from his limbs and gently awoke his partner who yawned deeply stretching like a cat. Ren smiled as he caught sight of the couple in their corner. They were wrapped up tightly in each others arms, the perfect image of young love. He made his way over and lightly shook his leader awake with a smile, leaving it to him to wake the Champion.

The night before had been a night of celebration within the town, all in their honour. Despite the levels of damage that their town had sustained, the townsfolk banded together and pooled their resources. The few members of the town guard whom were uninjured were sent out into the surrounding woodland, they returned a couple of hours later laden with two fresh bucks. Some of the townsfolk returned to their homes and from their cellars retrieved cases of ale and wine, untouched by the events above ground.

The square had been tidied and cleaned up, areas cleared out for the festivities. Torches were set around the steps of the hall transforming it into a makeshift stage. A couple of the villagers were fortunate to find their homes relatively untouched and retried cased instruments. The horde of men and women worked tirelessly as they busied themselves in their preparations, clearing away the broken stone in the square and gathering wood in the wait for nightfall when their festivities could truly begin.

Dusk fell as blazing orange light streamed across the late summer sky, in the square the bonfires and torches were lit and the prepared bucks were set on spits over them. The square was bathed in a warm and welcoming glow The smells were simply delightful, the slowly roasting meat gave off a pungent aroma that made their mouths water and their stomachs growl in protest at being made to wait. The townsfolk gathered and chatted, laughed and joked together. Even the wounded were brought out to enjoy the celebrations, although they were wrapped in a couple more blankets just to be on the safe side. All were in high spirits.

The few musicians whom had been able to retrieve their prized instruments set up on the makeshift stage and had struck up a lively tune. It was catchy and in the heat of the moment Jaune approached his girlfriend holding out his hand with a wide grin on his face.

"May I have this dance?"

"Of course Jaune." she giggled

with that he had seized Pyrrha's hand, leading her off to join other lively dancers laughing the whole way.

The food was simple but good and there was plenty to go around. It was every bit as delicious as it looked and smelled. Nora had performed her usual and gone back for seconds and thirds before Ren had held her back to give the locals a look in, not to mention it had taken every ounce of his attention to prevent Nora hitting the ales and wines that flowed freely, he remembered all to well the 'incident' that occurred when last Nora drank unchecked.

The festivities had gone on long into the night, and into the early morning the wines and ales flowing like water. To the Knight and his blushing Champion time flew, they were in their own little world and aside from short breaks to eat, drink and catch their breath they had quite literally danced the night away. The festivities wound down as the villagers retreated into the hall for rest until at last only team Juniper remained, well them and the musicians.

Not wanting to spoil the young love they had seen in the blonde and red-head they had played on, although having toned down to soft and slow melodies. The couple swayed side to side locked it a soft embrace, their eyes firmly fixed on each other and their expressions soft.

"Y-you look beautiful tonight." he stammered, a light blush adorning his features. She leant in and kissed him lightly, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.

"Thank you Jaune. You're not looking so bad yourself."

And so they returned to a comfortable silence, swaying in time with the slow rhythm of the music. At last they called it quits and retired for the night. Jaune was the last to leave, he made his way up to the musicians and put a fair amount of his Lien into one of their open cases. They looked at him with a mixture of shock and gratitude.

"Thanks for playing on guys, it was really kind of you."

He gave them a smile before he too returned to their room and took his place curled up with Pyrrha in the corner. He kissed her gently on the head and whispered to her, his breath tickling her ear.

"See, I told you it'd be OK."

She smiled at him, looking up into his eyes, she kissed him once more and snuggled against him. Much had changed since she had saved the oblivious blonde boy from impending doom in the Emerald forest. Much indeed. With those thoughts on her mind and Jaune's slow and rhythmic breathing in her ear she drifted into well deserved sleep.

Team Juniper had packed up in preparation for their departure by 6am, Ren being the only one keeping them going. If it hadn't been for their stoic teammate all three of them would have returned to their slumber until a more godly hour.

They each shouldered their kit-bags and left the room, making their way through the hall. In the foyer they found a group of the more prominent townsfolk and the musicians from the night before. They all had saddened expressions on their faces.

"Yer didn't think we'd let yer go without sayin' goodbye now did yer?"

Merlyn, the towns grizzled old smith stepped out of the pack and made his way over. He shook each of their hands addressing them whilst he did and thanking them over and over for their help. When he got to Jaune he stopped in thought.

"Lad, you've got a top class team. We can't thank'ee enough for what you've done." the smith winked knowingly and added in a whisper just loud enough for the knight to hear.

"And lad, you've got a top quality girl there. You be sure to take care of her."

Jaune's cheeks coloured at the compliment, though more out of pride than embarrassment. The old man was right, he did have a top quality girl, the best in all of the world he was sure.

"Sir, it's she that looks after me if truth be told."

Merlyn chuckled, it was a deep sound that reverberated around the wide open foyer. He shook hands with the Knight once again.

Team Juniper, having said their goodbyes slipped out of the ornate hall and of into the outside world. It was a clear morning, the sun just beginning to rise. A fine mist hung over the town with a damp and earthy smell. It was a beautiful sight and one they each ensured to commit to memory.

With a sigh of resignation Jaune set off towards the clearing they had first landed in, Pyrrha walking close by his side and behind them the two lifelong friends followed together (but not together-together).

They hadn't been in the clearing long when the familiar sounds of turbines came within earshot. It was a further five minutes before the craft itself came into view, gliding low over the canopy. Jaune gaped in surprise, the drop-ship was bigger than the Bullhead class that they had been shipped out in. It dropped down and they swung open the doors, inside was one of the most welcoming sites Jaune had ever seen. The seats were all forward facing in rows of two and padded out with deep cushions.

"Luxury! Thank dust! Look at those seats, they're padded Ren!" he leapt onboard in his excitement dumped his bags into the storage bins and collapsed onto one of the front row seats groaning with a mixture of overwhelming comfort and joy. Pyrrha took her usual place with Ren and Nora sitting behind them.

The door was swung shut and the whine from the turbines increased in pitch and volume as the aircraft took off banking back towards Beacon.

'Maybe this flight wont be too bad afterall' The knight thought optimistically as he settled into his seat and closed his eyes contentedly.

Oh how he was, not five minutes into the flight he was doubled over trying his best once again to calm his rebellious stomach, and once again Ren and Nora watched him intently. His only consolation was the soothing touch of his partner as she rubbed his back holding his nausea at bay. All he could really do was wait and pray for the flight to be over.

Half an hour passed and still Jaune felt no better, he was eternally grateful for his partner's efforts. Jaune knew that she was shattered, and yet still Pyrrha insisted on soldiering on and doing her best to ease his comfort.

"Ren, you had best tell Ozpin he lost." The Champion smirked

Ren sighed to himself and typed a message out into his scroll. Jaune smiled weakly at having been able to prove the headmaster wrong, albeit with the help of his partner.

Suddenly the feeling of movement on his back stopped, his nausea returned stronger than ever, looking up he saw Pyrrha stand and make her way over to the drop-ship's onboard galley. She returned with a can of Pumpkin Pete's brand soda her own face printed across it, she retook her seat and began sipping at her drink.

Their transport hit a rough patch of turbulence sending Jaune a rather unflattering shade of green. He opened his mouth to utter a silent prayer to any and all gods that would hear his pleas, a gurgling sound erupted from his stomach and he knew what was about to happen. He flailed around frantically searching for his air sickness bag, his fingers grasped it at the last possible moment and secured it over his mouth and nose just as he wretched and loosed a torrent of his semi digested breakfast.

Once he finished heaving he groaned and cast a glance around in an attempt to stop his world from spinning. Next to him, Pyrrha had a smug look on her face. One of her graceful arms held aloft as Ren scowled and placed a sizeable roll of paper money into her hand. Jaune's jaw dropped from his sense of betrayal. Pyrrha turned back round and caught his look, a flash of guilt crossing behind her eyes.

She stared back at him impassive as she counted out the cash in her hand, a weak smile on her lips she proffered up roughly half of it to her partner. Jaune stared utterly dumbfounded first at his partner and then the money in her hands, its amount was not to be sniffed at. It all clicked into place.

'She played them! The drink was an excuse for her to stop rubbing my back and allow my motion-sickness to kick back in! Clever...'

He couldn't help but admire her actions, although he wished she had run it by him first.

"That'll teach them not to make bets." She shrugged, with a small smile pushed the wad of Lien into his hands.

Behind them Ren scowled at the back of the red-head, he knew there was something fishy about her making him a bet but money clouded his judgement, the amount she had offered wasn't small. He cursed his luck internally, it was not every day that someone managed to throw him for a loop. This had been a bad weekend financially, he shrugged accepting his loses.

'Well, you win some and lose most, such is life.'

The martial-artist watched as Pyrrha began her attempts to soothe their leader's stomach once again before he closed his eyes and sank into sleep, longing for his bed back in their dorm room.

With Pyrrha's help Jaune survived the remainder of the flight and only heaved twice more. The aircraft touched down and they disembarked, once their eyes adjusted they found Professors Ozpin and Goodwitch stood patiently in front of them. Goodwitch had her usual unamused expression, but Ozpin favoured them with a smile.

"Welcome home students, if you would be so kind as to follow me. We have much to discuss."

With a subdued groan the four teenagers followed after their professors, they were led into the imposing tower which the staff called home and pressed into the elevator up to Ozpin's office. The doors opened and Ozpin made his way to his chair behind his desk. He motioned for his companions to take seats across from him and leant on his elbows, his fingers laced together. Goodwitch's took her place behind Ozpin and leant against the windowsill, her arms folded and familiar riding crop in hand.

"Now tell me, what happened in that quiet little town to the North?"

And so Jaune launched into a full account of their escapades in the little town; of their arrival to find a deserted town, of how they found the villagers and been told about Ursula the terror inducing Mega-Grimm and the resulting battle and victory. Jaune invited his teammates' interjections with their own points of view and memories of the events.

Throughout the tale Ozpin remained impassive, listening intently. His gaze remained fixed on and alternated between the four teenagers in front of him, only breaking away briefly each time he drank from his ever present coffee mug.

Some food and drinks were brought in for them around halfway through Jaune's story, the Knight soldiered on, pausing only to eat a few bites and wet his whistle. Besides him Pyrrha and Ren quietly nibbled and Nora gorged herself as much as the subtle gestures Ren gave her would allow.

When the Knight finished they sat in uncomfortable silence, Ozpin's eyes flicked to each member of the team and scrutinized them all.

"You have faced a powerful foe and emerged the victor. That is no small feat and as such you should all be proud. From your reports you conducted yourselves as ambassadors and hunters should. You have changed the lives of a great many people and rescued livelihoods. You have achieved what all my students aspire to. Well done."

Goodwitch nodded approvingly at the words as Ozpin spoke.

"Now I'm sure you're all very tired from your trip, and I'm sure you would appreciate the opportunity to rest so the rest of the day is yours to do with as you see fit."

The student's faces lit up. Finally! They could sleep, rest and recuperate.

"Thank you sir!" they spoke in unison and stopped dead, surprised at their level of synchronisation.

"You are dismissed. Mr Arc, I should like to have a word before you go."

Jaune nodded to his team and watched them leave. He turned back around and focused his eyes on the headmaster sat across from him.

"Mr Arc, I should like to once again offer my congratulations on your achievements. You lead your team in exactly the way I expect you to. You adjusted to the problem when you found our intelligence to be flawed and countered the problem. That requires a tactical mind indeed. Your scheme for the downfall of this high class grimm was fairly good considering the situation. I shall be passing your mission details onto Professor Port whom shall grade your efforts as an extra-credit assignment. You may go."

Jaune thanked the two professors and bolted from the room, hurrying to make the very most of his remaining time. Once he had left the room silence reigned. Ozpin drinking his coffee and Goodwitch tapping away on her large scroll.

"Ozpin, it was a risky move sending them out there, that was a third year mission and you know it."

"Glynda, you worry too much. You may have your doubts about him, but that boy is an Arc, and the way he's shaping up he may well be one of the strongest yet."

"He is one of the weakest first years in terms of combat."

"And yet he led his team in combat against a high class grimm and emerged victorious. He fights with his mind, through careful planning. An admirable quality which more than makes up for his lack in fighting skill. You heard the story as well as I did, their level of cohesion as a team is startling."

Goodwitch gave a resounding 'Hmph' as she too left the room. Ozpin sat alone, laced his fingers together and smiled.

'It truly is shaping up to be an interesting year.'

Jaune returned from the showers and lightly towelled off his hair. The water itself had helped relax his tired muscles, but had only served to make himself drowsier. He swan dived onto his bed and landed on something soft, it gave a brief yelp of pain as he bounced off and onto the floor.

The knight sat dazed and confused, looking up he found an annoyed looking Pyrrha, she sat up in her bronze and red trimmed nightgown with a playful frown on her face and her arms folded.

"P-Pyrrha I'm so sorry! I-I didn't see you!"

She giggled as her Knight tried to frantically apologise for his mistake, a hint of colour touched his cheeks as she laughed. With her usual warm smile she raised the duvet and invited him in to join her.

The blonde was all too happy to oblige, although he chuckled at the fact he had been invited into his own bed...No, it was their bed now, since Pyrrha didn't seem to want to leave and he didn't want her to leave.

The covers were warm to the touch as he crawled in next to his girlfriend, he snuggled in, the light tingle of her breathing against his bare chest. He simply wrapped an arm around her, lightly kissing the top of her head.

"Hey Pyrrha." he whispered.

"Yes Jaune?" came her hushed reply.

"I love you, more than you will ever know."

She turned her head to look him in the eye but was interrupted by the sensation of his lips meeting her own. It was in that moment, no matter how brief that she felt the sincerity of his words. Their kiss was full of tender affection and yet had a wild passion to it layered underneath. The old saying was true. Actions truly do speak louder than words.

Right, so there we are .Sorry if it's not up to my usual standard, but it was super late and i didn't have the will power to proof read. I need your help, as much as i hate to admit it, I'm at a total loss for where to take this fic next. I have a dustmas arc planned but after that is an empty expanse of void needing to be filled with meaningful plot or fluff. and I'ts from you guys id like to draw my inspirations. I want y'all to send in your plot suggestions, and the catchiest i will do my best to write. The owner of the concept will be fully credited with their ideas. As always please follow and favourite, leave a review and feed my ego or smash it down. thanks.

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