*Lucy's POV*

I open my eyes to a plain white ceiling and the harsh light from the afternoon sun. I groan softly and roll on to my side, closing my eyes again. I curl up under the fluffy comforter. Still in a sleepy haze, I think I'm in my own bed and burry my face into the pillows and take a deep breath, expecting the familiar scent of strawberries. I was honestly surprised when instead of strawberries, I got something else. The scent reminded me of the way the air smells during a storm. I don't know why, but the smell was oddly comforting. I couldn't place where I had smelled it before. Finally deciding to figure out where I was, I open my eyes again and look around. As I had previously thought, I was not in my room but in a room that I had only just gotten used to seeing over the past few months. I was in Laxus's room.

"Didn't I fall asleep on the couch?" I mumble as I continue to look around.

"You did, but I carried you to my bed because I thought you might like sleeping here more than the couch." I jump at look over at the door to see Laxus leaning against the doorframe. He chuckles and walks over to me, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asks. I can see the concern in his eyes. I can also see the anger.

"I've been better..." I tell him. It's sort of the truth. I have felt better, but I don't want to admit to Laxus how much it hurts to have my family abandon me.

"Lucy," I look up at him and am quickly pulled into a tight hug. "You don't have to keep your feelings from me. If you're sad, tell me. If you're angry, tell me. Don't keep it locked up," he continued. I nod and hug him back tightly as a few silent tear fall down my face. He gently wiped my them away and cupped my cheek, tilting my head so I was looking straight into his eyes. I nervously licked my lips. I've had a crush on him for a long time, before I even really started talking to him. I mean, who wouldn't with his muscles, and his voice, and oh sweet Mavis, that scar.

'No, bad Lucy. Not now,' I think as I focus back on the man in front of me. In the time I took to think, he had gotten closer. Our faces were only about two inches apart. I look at his eyes, then his lips, then back to his eyes. He leans in closer and closer until...

"HEY LAXUS, WE'RE BACK!" We quickly jump apart. I was blushing darkly and Laxus got an annoyed look on his face. Not two seconds later, his team walks in, looking extremely pissed. Bixslow looks at us, rolls his tongue out, and laughs.

"Sorry, are we interrupting something?" I blush more and shake my head. Laxus glares at his team.

"What did you find out?" He asks them.

"The idiot Natsu did kick her out and everyone was just ok with it," Evergreen growls out. Freed nods.

"He really made me mad so I put my Dark Écriture of pain on him for about ten minutes before I finally decided to stop it," Freed said smirking slightly. Laxus nods his approval.

"His screams were pure joy to my ears," Bixslow grins while Evergreen nods. I look over at them.

"You didn't have to do that Freed..." I mumble. Freed stares at me.

"Of course I did. No one does something like that to one of my friends and gets away with it," He says. I just barely hear him mumble "you're lucky I didn't keep the spell on for longer than what I did..." Laxus nods.

"He's right Blondie. If it were me, he would still be under the spell." I stare at him and then look back at his team as more tears well up in my eyes.

"You guys..." I smile wide as tears fall. They all quickly run over and pull me into a big hug.

"Don't worry Cosplayer, we'll take care of you. Especially Laxus," He winks at me and I blush darkly again.

"Bixslow!"