Chapter Three: To Help a New Friend

-o-

Coulson didn't think twice of helping the man up off the floor. The man wrapped his arms around him, putting his face into the crook of his neck. Coulson can smell the alcohol on the man's breath and he was been crying. He knew they should have send the Guardians' to get a psychiatric assessment after what happened at Ego's Planet. A person that they cared about had just died. It is protocol for all members of S.H.I.E.L.D to get one along with a physical check up; in missions that was very straining and personal deaths, everyone gets one to make sure they are mentally okay. Kraglin, got drunk to numb out the pain he felt about the lost. Coulson have seen it before in many agents through out the years, some never recovered and even he went through it time to time. Never works out in the end, using alcohol to numb out the pain. This man needs help.

"Kraglin? Can you hear me?" Coulson asked him, making sure his voice wasn't too loud. Kraglin opened his eyes slightly, nodded. "You need to sleep it off. Come on, walk. I'll take you to bed."

Kraglin moaned, half swaying as his knees bucked. Coulson cursed. "Come on Krags, help a guy will you?"

"You called me Krags." the man mumbled under his breath as they slowly started walking.

"...What?"

"Only the Capt'n ever called me dat."

Coulson knew that Kraglin was specking about Yondu. Without meaning to he opened a wound that reminded him of a person he just lost. "I'm sorry?"

Kraglin shook his head, tightening his arms around him. "Tis fine. You're cute."

Coulson fought off a blush. He knew he wasn't the best looking guy in the world but he never consider himself handsome. Or be thought of in a sexual way, specially to an alien of a different planet. Coulson shrugged it off, blaming it on the alcohol and the fact that both Xandarians and humans look the same on the outside.

"Where we going?" Kraglin slurred his speech after they pass a few halls.

"At my place." Coulson answered.

"You picking me up for sex?"

This made Coulson stop and almost drop the Xandarian. Oh gods, Kraglin thinks he just helping him so he can take advantage of him? "No, no. Just my place is closer then yours." Coulson answered him.

Kraglin nodded slowly not believing him. He knows what happens in dark corridors. It wasn't long until they reached Coulson's sleeping quarters. Of course Coulson isn't the only person that sleeps in the quarters but it been empty as of late. He used his left hand to open the door, and slowly helped Kraglin inside.

Coulson sat the man in the nearest bed. Kraglin tipped on top of Coulson chest, almost falling onto the floor. The man wasn't heavy, just awkward carrying him around as the man is much bigger then him. Xandarians are known to be giants compare to humans. Making sure not to hit the Xandarian's head on the wall or the edge of the bed, or gods forbid drop Kraglin onto the floor, Coulson was able to finally flop Kraglin onto his back.

Coulson slowly helped the man take off his outer cloths and boots and moved him in more comfortable position on the bed, covering him up with blankets. Luckily the bed was low enough that it wasn't hard to move the man. Suddenly, Kraglin grabbed him, pulled him onto the bed along side him. Coulson yelp in surprised at the strength as he didn't expect this. Kraglin continue to hug him into his chest. "Stay." Kraglin said drunkenly into his ear. "I do not want to be alone."

It is not the first time Coulson slept in the same bed with another as he had many lovers in his life. Sleeping with others on the same bed other then those he was in a relationship with wasn't often before the Hydra Uprising, as most of those times was during missions. No time to complain sleeping arrangements while hiding in a hole or finding a random hotel when a mission goes south. A person can't be picky of getting the cheapest valuable room with whatever how many beds.

Since joining the Ravagers however it became a lot more frequent; from complete strangers to co-workers to members of his own team. Many M-ships don't have anything like personal bedrooms for everyone. Some bigger ones do have sleeping quarters for their crew members (of course in the fancier ones the Captain and the First Mate and other high ranking Ravagers have their own cabins), but most of the time it shared by many individuals. Often times, you share a bed with a person. One in different shifts then yours so you have opposite sleeping hours. The other other time Coulson had to sleep with others was when he went to jail in Kyln as there wasn't any sleeping areas whatsoever not even beds but the sleep rolls they were given that is nothing but very thin piece of fabric. Everyone just pile on top of each other for warmth and using your chest, arm or leg as a pillow. A far cry of difference between a human prison back home and that of another planets. At least by law in some countries each inmate gets a bunk bed to them-self.

Coulson knew that the other three beds are free as the other agents are all gone into missions but Kraglin needs comfort. Ravagers are not known to be soft but they have their moments when they break. Mix with the alcohol and the mental breaking point of the events for the pass week, Kraglin is not in the right mind to fully want a stranger to share his bed. They both may be First Mates, as it not uncommon (its encouraged) that First Mates work together as more often then not their Captains in other Clans hates each other and sometimes clans need to work together.

Coulson almost laughed at this irony wondering if Fury knew this would happen. Fury had asked (ordered) for Coulson and that of his team, in which tomorrow he will debrief them, about making friends with the Guardians. Fury has hinted for Coulson to hang out with Kraglin, as both are First Mates it wouldn't be weird to anyone else if they start hanging out randomly. Even Daisy knew that Star-Lord will come to each of them soon to ask about Earth, being that it been over 30 years since seeing a fellow human, he will want answers. She been making a file to give him, basically giving him the fast track knowledge of what been going on in the the world since he been gone; who died, what major history points happened, list of music that gotten popular, awesome movies he may like (and that of his crew) and so on. She even went as far as have made an extra file of his Elementary school classmates of what happened to them. She explained to Coulson that Peter may somewhat remember his old school friends (if he had any, the man's old school file had stated that he gotten into fights with the older boys at school) and may want to know what happened to them all.

Coulson won't be surprised if his team would be assigned as "borrowed" crew members to the guardians later when their ship is done with repairs. As a newly captain, Peter would have to start recruiting new members into his crew. If Star-Lord agrees that is but with Stakar and Fury here it would be hard to say no.

Until then, Coulson needs his own rest. Already he can feel Kraglin's breath going into steady rhythm as he slowly feel asleep beside him. Coulson trying to move as little as he can without waking the Xandarian, took off his own boots and his jacket. He thought about his pants but decided not to in his position. And fell asleep himself after laying there listening to Kraglin breathing that lullaby him to sleep.

-O-

Peter and Gamora left the dancing floor after a whole night of dancing and drinking. They haven't done that ever. They grabbed some to go food to munch on as they left in good spirits as they decided to go to the rooms that Coulson have given them the key to. Gamora knew that Peter wants to talk and wait for him to speck first. The meeting has opened doors of questions he been denied for so long. Kraglin had a lot of explaining to do later.

By looking at the room number on their plain card and asking for quick directions for the guest sleeping area, they were able to locate their new sleeping quarters until their ship is done with repairs. It was much spacious then they are used to and a lot cleaner. There was two sleeping rooms as if some form of a very small apartment, each that three beds each. In the middle was space for some form of a living room quarters that had a television, a computer desk and small cool storage for food and drinks. In one area was where the toilets were located. There was no kitchen as for food they would have to go to the mess hall.

Silently Gamora and Peter both went into one bedroom. Gamora slowly undressed herself as Peter just sat on one of the beds in deep thought. The main essentials they brought to Ego's planet been destroyed and whatever they own is still at the Milano. Later they would need to ask to borrow some clothes and such as neither of them have any other clothes other then the ones that they wore.

Gamora joined Peter in bed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Peter sat silently as he sat head on her arms, slightly kissing her arm happily that she was there with him. "I miss him you know." he confessed to her in a whisper.

"I know." she said.

"All this time I never knew why Yondu kept me all these years. I knew I was burden to him; I wasn't the most easy going kid and because of me he was exiled. Maybe...maybe if he wasn't exiled..."

"You weren't the blame, Peter."

Peter shrugged. "Well yeah, but..." he didn't know what to say. According of what little information he got from the meeting and the little bits he got through out the years, Yondu didn't know what was happening to his half siblings. All he thought he was doing was picking up children for their father. Yondu wasn't stupid. He caught on what was going on but by then it was too late. He picked up Peter because he knew that Ego will send another that wouldn't know better or someone with no morals. Ego never contacted Yondu of his whereabouts after picking him up. Did Ego ever cared about what may have happened to him when Yondu never showed up? Maybe for a moment but dismissed it as Peter was nothing more then a minor living life form compare to a god.

Peter felt a ping in a chest about that. Ego only cared about him because he heard of what happened to him after the Battle of Xandar as not many people can survive holding an infinity stone without any protection. He was nothing more then property to Ego; a battery. Ego said he loved his mother but killed her. He said he loved all of his children but he killed them all. He may have thought of having their bones next to his heart was a form of love but it was still fucked up. For all Peter knew, Ego said the same bullshit speech to all of his half siblings the same one Ego told him. About how he loved their mothers, how he spend so much time looking for them, together they can rule of the galaxies. Then he would ask to "bring out the light" and kills them right then and there when they were unable to.

"Did Thanos did... anything like that of what Ego done?" Peter asked.

Gamora didn't know what to say to this. Thanos...is a horrible father like Ego but for different reasons. He is responsible of torturing her day in and day out for years since she can remember. Made her compete surviving another day , being the favorite against Nebula and the others. Failure wasn't an option however unlike Ego who kills his children when they are not good enough to be "like him", Thanos punishes you for your failure by taking a part of your flesh and replaceing it to make you stronger.

Gamora remembers celebrating a holiday of the Winter Solstice and was given a gift from him. If she remember correctly it was a teddy bear (however she lost it when she failed again for something she doesn't remember and he took it back). Ego has never done that. Thanos has a habit of taking and "adopting" the unwanted, the lost and the helpless. Easier to sway his minions if they believe him as their father. Less luckily for them to betray him. Thanos have tortured them... however he hardly ever kills them; killing them takes the fun from him. Thanos makes his other minions to do the dirty work of such things as killing them. He is responsible of the deaths of millions or perhaps billions now. Of all her brothers and sisters that came and went through out her life; Gamora have only witness them die in missions for their father or by their own hands.

She has often wondered what happened to her favorite brother. He was sent to take over Terra and never returned. He had failed. Thanos never did elaborate on what happened to him nor how he had failed. Gamora mourned his death in silence.

Thanos is a lot more forgiving then Ego in cruel ways. When Gamora wasn't strong enough after loosing a duel against one of her siblings, Thanos has always said that he will make her better and stronger. At least he never thrown her away like trash when she failed him that Ego has done to his children. Punish her or make her watch him punish Nebula for her failers was always expected from him. After all, death is too easy and painless.

Her silence appears to answer Peter's question as he shook his head. He was being stupid. Of course Thanos wasn't a better father. The Mad Titan has single handily killed off countless worlds. He took apart Nebula turned her into a cyborg against her will. There are things that even Gamora refuse to tell him yet of what she went through under his hand.

Peter turned to her with a puzzled look. "Why are you naked?"

Gemora laughed. "Our things been destroyed when we killed Ego. And the rest of our things are at the Milano."

Peter sighed. He forgotten about all that. Well not forgot about his M-Ship, that is his baby. But what he did forget was that none of them have anything besides the stuff that they carried after killing his father. "I'll send the word out to the tailor." He said.

Gamora was curious of the ways of Ravagers; as she had no dealing with them other then with Peter until now. When she was first fitted in her Ravager leathers a few months back right before the Battle of Xandar she met an old woman tailor that single handy sewed her clothes. She was touched that the woman had asked her what type of pattern she liked giving her a few choices which Gamora settled with the most common style of ravager leathers; tight red pants and jacket. The woman liked her enough that she send her another outfit which she left it at Milano. It outfit is a lot more feminine then she is used to and she found that she liked it.

"But for now, we both need rest. We have been up for over two day cycles."

"What? No wonder I'm about to fall asleep." Peter yawned. Gamora smiled as she helped him out of his outer wear. They both settled on the largest bed, embraced to each other. Peter fell asleep quick as Terrans seemed to able to fall asleep almost anywhere even during stress. It took Gamora much longer time to follow suit as they are in a unknown place. At times she has nightmares that Thanos would come out from the shadows and all this would be a dream; the team and loving Peter.

She doesn't want any of this to be fake.

-0-

Rocket, Drax, Mantis and Groot decided to call it a night. Surprisingly the party was still going strong as the music never stopped as well it was still packed of people. They all heard the stories about how Ravagers party until they all drop dead or everyone too drunk to get up off the floor. Many worlds forbid Ravagers to ever step foot on their planet solely for not only for their ruthless criminalize nature but how they celebrate.

Mantis was still marveled of everyone and everything as she had to meet everyone as they pass. Most people gladly let her hug or touch them when she asked. They were fascinated of how her powers work.

Rocket still felt uneasy with the people they pass. Going by what he knew of Quill, all the stories he have told them about his kind along with all the other stories about Ravagers he doesn't trust any of Terrans (and whatever else Ravagers are) here. Terrans are a primitive species which makes them all unpredictable cause they are rare in space. He can smell that Drax as well is uneasy in their presence, perhaps for the fact that one of them beat him in a fight as well how annoying they all are.

"WOW are you a Raccoon?!" asked what they guess is a Terran who suddenly appeared out of no where, scaring them. The Terran looked in his prime age, his outfit suggests that the man was from the maintenance crew.

Rocket growled at him.

"He does not like to be called that." Drax had told the Terran. The Terran nodded.

"And he does not like to be called a puppy." answered Mantis with a smile.

"Aye," the Terran nodded drunkenly. "I prefer to be called a human not a Terran myself."

"We do not care what you like or don't like." Rocket snarled trying to get past him.

"I am Groot!" Groot said from his shoulder.

The Terran just stared at Groot in amazement. "OH MY GOD is that a baby Ent?" Rocket then took Groot from his shoulder and held him close into his chest protective. He doesn't know what an Ent is but he had to make sure this Terran doesn't steal Groot from them.

"Go away." he growled again.

"Tell me, oh great baby Ent!" cried the Terran, ignoring Rocket now as the man went into his knees looking at Groot with the puppy eyes. "Do you know where the Entwives are?"

"I am Groot?" Groot said with a puzzled look.

"He doesn't know what you are talking about! Go away." It was then that Drax decided that Rocket needed help as he picked up the crazy Terran and throw him across the hall. Rocket glared daggers at him. "Couldn't you done that a moment ago?"

"The man was annoying me." They walked off ignoring the Terran that was now singing where he landed of being thrown at and happily found an abandoned cup filled with alcohol that was left on the floor, drinking it.

The group finally found where they were looking for. Their rooms was surpising wasn't a dump. Rocket knows his fair share of dump hotel rooms and this? It was the most fanciest place he ever lived in. They all knew both Quill and Gamora was already there as they can hear Quill snoring in one of the rooms.

"I like it here." Drax said looking around their small apartment nodding in approval. Rocket scoffed taking the other room away from the two love birds (he doesn't want to be in the same room if the two of them decides to have sex in the middle of the night again. Everyone knows they are couple by now) and took the bed away from the door.

"I know we don't have your pot here, Groot. But we will get it back later or get you a new one." Rocket said as he placed the said Flora Colossus on the bed. Rocket jumped on the bed besides him, surprise how soft the bed was. Out of habit, he grabbed all the sheets off the mattress and formed a makeshift nest on top at one corner of the bed and curled into a ball to sleep.

Without a word Drax dropped himself on another bed opposite to Rocket. Drax didn't care for sheets much. Mantis not knowing what to do now just stood there watching from outside the room.

Rocket rolled his eyes. "Pick a bed and go to sleep." He snapped at her.

Mantis tilted her head. "I don't have duties to do first?" She asked.

Rocket wondered what 'duties' Ego made this girl do other then put Ego to sleep, as far as he knew it was only him and the girl on the whole planet. He doesn't want to know as he had to stop his mind from wondering into the gutter.

"No. We don't have any missions right now. Quill hasn't told us what we doing. And I doubt you know how to fix ships." Rocket sighed knowing that he has a lot to work to do tomorrow of recreating a whole ship can take weeks if not months unless Peter wants the Eclector core, the Quadrant repaired only and doesn't care about recreating the Eclector. Which if they do that then the length of time would but cut in half. It would make sense to repair the Eclector to her former glory as it would be better to have two headquarters then just one just in case. Plus now that they are an official Ravager Clan, doesn't Quill have to recruit new members? New members means more space then the Milano can hold. The Quadrant is a large vessel however if they want the fire power and the man power they would need the Ecelctor.

Mantis still didn't look so sure. She been hiding the fact that she's scared and not know what to do anymore. Back when she served Ego she knew her place. With her new family, she does not. She nodded at Rocket as she went to the last bed that was in the room. It was far different then her previous bed that she had in Ego's planet but she found that she liked it.

"What are you doing?" Drax asked her, making her jump.

"Sleeping?"

"Not in here you are not. You are a young lady."

Rocket started to laugh from his nest as Groot cuddled between his fur using his tail as a blanket.

"I apologize." Mantis said getting up. "Where am I allowed to sleep?"

"I believe sharing a room with Gamora would be best." Drax said pointing across the hall. Mantis nodded and left.

Rocket started snickering louder.

"Why are you laughing?" Drax asked, thinking he missed a joke.

"I'm just thinking of Gamora and Quill getting it on in the sheets. The look in Mantis face will be priceless."

This confused Drax. "They are on the sheets. I do not understand how that involves money."

Rocket rolled his eyes. "No I mean... oh just forget it."

That ended in silence.

"I am Groot?"

Rocket sighed. "Haven't seen Kraglin since the ceremony."

"I am Groot?"

"Kraglin is a grown ass man, Groot. He's fine."

"...if something happens to the thin man, Quill will not be happy."

"We can look for him later! It's time to sleep!"

The three of them ended in silence again.

"I am Groot?"

"What did I just say, Groot?! Kraglin is fine. He's a Ravager. He's probably hanging out with the creepy guy."

"I do not understand how hanging a man got to do with Kraglin."

"Drax..." Rocket is about to shoot Drax and Groot. It been a long few days. They can look for Kraglin later. "If the two of you are so worried about him then go look for him yourselves. I'm going to stay here and sleep."

That ended the conversation until...

"Ah, guys where is Kraglin?" They heard Peter ask as the man got up from all the raised voices.

Rocket started to curse up a storm as he got up knowing that Quill is going to get them all to look for the First Mate before anyone is able to be allowed to sleep.

-O-

If Coulson thought he would have a full 8 hours of sleep he would be wrong. He heard his comlink buzzing at him from his pants pocket. It vibrated against his leg. Coulson rolled from his peaceful slumber, wiggling out from Kraglin's embrace and out of bed.

He picked up his phone; half his mind was still getting up from dead sleep. "Yeah?" He asked however on the other end of the calls.

"Hey, Coulson sorry to wake you." Maria Hall said from the other end. "I got Star-Lord here looking for Kraglin. Have you seen him?"

Coulson looked back at his bed, he saw that Kraglin was half asleep trying to decide to get up himself or go back to sleep. "Yeah he's with me." Coulson said.

This confused Hall. "That was quick." Was all she said.

This woke up the rest of Coulson's mind. "It's not like that, Hall."

He can feel her smirking. "Sure. Everyone needs some love once in a while. We are in space after all."

Coulson rubbed his tired eyes in frustration but didn't correct her. He doesn't care if rumors about him and Kraglin go around the crew and Hall does enjoy little gossip (even he enjoys listening a few time to time as he learns it's a good assist during missions). Rumors eventually die down and disappear after a while anyway.

Coulson hang up his phone and sat it on his bed side table. He glance back at his bunk mate and saw that Kraglin went back to sleep. Coulson wished he can do the same but he's too awake now. He got up and went to the desk that is in the room and started making soap.

Maybe he should make some soap for the Guardians as a form of 'welcome to the crew' as he didn't know any of their birthdays. Coulson hopes none of them are allergic to anything as well he has to look up approved soap Ingredients for raccoons.

Does walking trees use soap? Couslon doesn't think so but hell maybe he's try to make something tree approved foam that can be mix with water as they can just dump a bucket of water on Groot and all it good or maybe have it into some form of fertilizer bar? He doesn't want any of the Gaurdians feel left out. Besides, as his mother always told him through out his life before her death "its the thought that counts, sweetie."

-O-

Kraglin woke up with a start not knowing where he was. He looked around until he saw Coulson making something at a desk when he fell back on the pillows to think.

His head was throbbing as he had too much to drink. The memories of what happened to Yondu came crushing down into his mind; the mutiny; the killing of Ego, escaping, Yondu's funeral and the Ravagers showing up.

His chest tighten up thinking about how he betrayed Yondu. The guilt was still there even though Yondu in his own way did forgive him. Yondu didn't kill him as he should have.. The only way Kraglin knew how to repay Yondu back is to protect Peter and keep the clan going.

He turned to look at Couslon. Did Coulson bring him here? They both are half dressed... did they have sex? It wouldn't be the first time Kraglin found himself naked or half dressed after being drunk and waking up in someone's bed. Between now and when he went to the bar is fuzzy as he tried to remember anything from last night.

"You're up I see." Coulson said as he poured a clear liquid into a mold that has what he thinks is some form of flowers, in it.

"What are you doing?" Kraglin asked.

"Making soap."

Kraglin knew Ravagers are known to pick up weird hobbies as everyone has them as a person would get too bored and cabin fevered between missions. It's gets boring after while of partying all the time between the sex bots, the fighting and just doing what Ravagers do. It was an unwritten rule within Yondu's crew (and the rest of the clans) that no one makes fun of anyone's hobbies or enjoyments as everyone has them to keep sane. Horuz baked, Tullk was able to draw very well, Oblo used to do modeling before he became a Ravager. Tazerface knitted, hell even Yondu had a hobby besides collecting trinkets and that was singing as it was a secret he kept from the crew. Kraglin believes it's cause Yondu was a Centaurian as their language is filled with whistles and chirps as well Centaurians were known to whistle four octaves so it makes since that makes it easier to have a good singing voice. Even Peter could sing and dance with his ridicules Terran music.

But making soap? That's new as Kraglin never known anyone that does that.

"Why...?"

"Why I make soap?" Kraglin nodded. Coulson shrugged. "Hydra mind controls people through soap with chemicals that implates fake memories into your brain from your bloodstream."

Okay that wasn't what he was expecting. It reminded Kraglin just a few days ago when he asked Nubula what her plans were of using the money she got and did the whole speech about killing Thanos. Why couldn't Coulson just say his mother used to make soap? Or maybe say he made soap cause he used to be soap maker before he became a Ravager? Mind control, of course that's the reason. Why didn't he thought that before? And who was Hydra anyway? Kraglin just stared at Coulson wondering if the guy is just crazy or all Terrans are. With Quill being the only Terran he knew, he's betting on the second.

"Did you sleep well?"

Kraglin nodded surprised that he had. He knew he wasn't alone last night. "Did we...?" He waved between them.

"Slept together?" Coulson asked. The man shrugged. "We shared the bed as you asked me to stay with you. We didn't do anything besides sleep." The man got up and started getting dressed, picking up his discarded jacket off the floor.

Coulson suddenly threw a bottle at him. "Here some pills for that headache. I think it safe for Xandarians. I got work to do." The man sighed. Kraglin knew that look. The man was physically tired and cabin fevered. "I got paperwork for Star-Lord. Can you bring them to him for me?"

Kraglin nodded. As First Mate he knew what daily duties captains have to do. He had to do some of the work load through out the years when Yondu was off ship. Kraglin wonders if Peter knew what he has signed up for that he's now an official Ravager captain.

"I'm sending Fitz to help Rocket to fix your ship. Fitz would need the approve blue prints from Star-Lord as soon as possible." Coulson continued. "He'll report to work around 0900 hours. I'll notify you if that changes."

Kraglin was still wondering why this guy is being nice to him. Of course they both are First Mates they have to be civil with each other but actually take him to his own room for a sleep over? Sure it makes sense if they were friends but as strangers that just met? Does the guy looking for a favor?

Kraglin just kept on nodding. Coulson ignored the bewildered look on Kraglin's face as he gave the Xandarian a few thumb drives.

"Stay if you want." Coulson didn't know the protocol of having to go to work and leaves a stranger by themselves at his sleeping corridors. He never had a one night stand before. He figured it was the same protocol during any mission while leaving someone behind. "I don't mind you sleeping in my bed."

"Thanks?" Was that an invite to continue sleeping with each other or does he mean that he can go back to sleep while the man was gone?

Coulson nodded and dismissed himself heading to the meeting room knowing he had to debrief his team in a few hours.

-O-

"Fury wants us to do what?"

"That would be so cool! We get to work with a talking raccoon and a TREE!"

"ENOUGH." Coulson yelled over the yelling. His team looked at him in silence. He rubbed his eyes.

"Look Fury believes that they are part of the key to destroy Thanos. I agree."

Not many of them agreed with him. "One of them is his own daughter," May said. "But how do we know she's not going to turn?"

Coulson shrugged. They knew what happens when one of their team turns, he doesn't want to think about Ward. "We don't. But I'll take that chance. Join or stay here, I don't care. It's your choice."

"I'll go." Fitz said as looked over his iPad. "Anything to destroy Thanos."

"Good man." Coulson handed Fitz a thumb drive. "I'm sending you to work with Rocket to repair their ship. Send Quill the blue prints of the ship after you talk with Rocket."

Fitz smiled. He always wanted to build a spaceship from scratch. Coulson turned to Simmons. "Later I would need a updated physical report of them."

"Of course, sir."

"Daisy, have you finished with your file?"

Daisy nodded. "Almost, Coulson."

Coulson turned to May. "As the others showed up yet from Home?"

"They should be here within the week."

"You are all dismissed."

Everyone left to do their duties. "Fitz." Coulson called out. Fitz stopped to look at the Fire Mate.

"Your flight test is scheduled next week." Fitz nodded. Ever since he failed the last one he been avoiding and dreading it. He has been studying the M-ship non stop. He knew what to do, he doesn't understand how he keeps failing. Coulson put his hand on his shoulder.

"You will pass this one." Coulson said.

"I doubt it, sir." he said. "I-I have to go-go find Rocket. I have some ideas to improve the Eclector." the blue prints that they have on file is what Stakar had given them as it was he that given the ship to Yondu in the first place.

"Don't cut yourself short, Fitz." Coulson said. "I have faith in you."

Fitz nodded and left.

(End of Chapter)

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Author's notes: sorry for the long wait of this chapter. Doing four things at once takes a lot of time along with work. Trying to get Yondu's one-shot done of the Ravager Rite of Passage one-shots, as well the last chapter of the three chapter fic of this Series as well somehow i got chapter 4 half way done as we will welcome a surprise future ravager in training. Hint: you have met him in GotG vol 2.

Thanks for reading as always. Comments will be loved and replied always.

-Marsha