A/N: Hey guys! Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile. I've been working on my "Edge of Destruction" fanfiction, and I'd like to ask a favor. If some of y'all can take a look at it and give some ideas for future chapters, it'd be greatly appreciated.

Gamora stood in front of her closet later that late afternoon trying to decide what to wear. Peter really didn't mention anything to her about where they were going for the date.

"I am Groot?" Groot asked from behind her. She hadn't even seen him or heard him enter the bedroom. The assassin turned around to see Drax and Rocket accompanying him.

"I cannot decide what to wear," She said, crossing her arms, "And Peter refuses to tell me where we are going." She added, looking as though she was about to cry.

"Well, there is no need to cry. Allow us to help," Drax said, walking over to the closet and digging around for a little bit before he pulled out a deep burgundy dress. It was three-quartered sleeved and went to a little above her knees, "Now, go get changed and our friend Groot here will do your hair when you're ready." He added, giving her a friendly smile.

"Well, looks like Groot and Drax have everything covered. I'm going to go get Peter ready. Try to, anyway," Rocket said, sighing, "Sorry about earlier by the way."

Gamora just nodded and gave him a friendly smile as a way of telling him that she was no longer upset about his comment from earlier that day and gave him a pat on the head as she went into the bathroom.

She was confused. The woman couldn't understand why they were trying to help her after how horribly she treated them. She held the dress out and took a good look at it before she put it on. She remembered that she had planned to wear it on her first date with Peter, but had decided against it.

The sleeves flared out a little bit at just below her elbows, like ruffles, and the neckline had just a small bit of lace with a zig zagging silk ribbon type corset that would tie around to her front almost like a bow.

After she put the dress on, she returned to her bedroom and let Groot do her hair. Groot took her hair out of the messy braid and rebraided it with flowers. Usually, she wouldn't allow anyone to do her hair in such a girlish way, but tonight she was going to let it slide.

"I am sorry for how I've been acting." She said as Groot continued to do her hair.

"I am Groot."

"I've always been this way around this time, but I always got punished for letting my hormones get in the way, so I tried not to let them take control. Then, shortly before the battle with Ronan, even before I betrayed him, they stopped." She explained. Gamora wasn't even sure why she was telling any of Groot this.

Right. Because he only knows three words of English. She thought, sighing.

"I am Groot?" Groot asked, which she took to mean, 'why didn't you go and see a doctor?'

"I brought it up with the doctor when I got really sick and had to go to the hospital. She just said that it was most likely caused by stress and would get back on track soon. When things calmed down." She said, shrugging as Groot got up, having finished braiding her hair and silently left, Peter now taking his place.

"How much of that did you hear?" She asked, not turning to face him. She hadn't even heard him come in and she was wondering if Peter heard her pouring out her feelings and frustrations to Groot.

"Just the part about the doctor," He said, sighing, "So, you ready?" He added, standing up and holding out a hand for her to take.

Gamora nodded and turned around to take his hand, finally noticing that he was wearing a light blue dress shirt of sorts and it looked as though he had actually combed his hair. Peter spun her around slowly to get a good look at her.

"You look beautiful. All the women will be jealous of you."

On any other day, Gamora would have blushed.

"So, where exactly are we going?" She asked once they left the Milano and started walking towards the small town on the rings of saturn.

"Well, I figured we could go dancing."

Gamora groaned in response when Peter said that, "You and I both know what happened the last time we started dancing." She said as they entered the small club.

"Well I can assure you that that is probably not happening tonight. And if I recall, you seduced me." He said, putting an arm around her.

Gamora chuckled, "Well, if I recall, you were a very willing participant." She answered, smirking at her boyfriend.

People still gave Gamora dirty looks wherever they went, despite the fact that she helped save the galaxy.

"May I have this dance?" Peter asked, holding his hand out for her to take once more.

Gamora smiled and took his hand and they made their way to the dance floor, wrapping her arms around his neck as he placed his hands on her hips as a slow song came on.

They made the occasional small talk as they moved along to the beat of the music.

"You know, you should wear dresses more often. They suit you."

"For dates? Yes. For fighting? No." She said as Peter pulled her in closer so their bodies were touching. He raised one of his hands and stroked her magenta tresses. He honestly couldn't believe that this beautiful woman was his and he intended to keep it that way.

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