I'm back! I'm just warning you guys that I am not proud of these. I wrote a lot of these while I was sick, so I was half asleep when I wrote a lot of these and was too lazy to actually proofread them. It's just been a while and I wanted to get these out.

Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so very much! please enjoy!

50. Snore:

Taz loved Up, even if she wouldn't admit it. She loved everything about him from his eyes, to his laugh, to his sense of humor, to his mustache, everything. In Taz's eyes, Up was virtually perfect. Except...

"Your snoring kept me up last night," Taz complained one morning after dozing off in Up's room the night before.

"If it bothers you so much, why do you keep sleeping in my room then?" Up asked while folding some clothes and placing them neatly in a suitcase.

Taz didn't want to admit it, but Up had a point. Why did she always end up spending the night in her superior's room almost every night? "I don't know! I usually just fall asleep while you're still awake, then you fall asleep, then you start snoring and I hear it and it keeps me up todo la noche!

"Lucky for you, I'm leaving today for my little mission, remember? Looks like you'll get finally get your beauty sleep."

The mission. Taz had forgotten about Up's mission. It was a simple one, it was mostly meant to thank some of the more decorated rangers for their work when they saved a neighboring planet. A weird feeling bubbled inside of her. She couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, but whatever it was, it made her spit out, "fine!" as she stormed away from Up and out of the mess hall. She continued on with her day and only paused for a moment to say good-bye to Up later that day.

Taz was fine with Up being gone until night fell. She simply could not fall asleep that night. She wasn't worried about Up or anything like that, but the same strange twinge in her gut from earlier returned. Taz tossed and turned and wrestled with her sheets. She didn't know why she couldn't sleep tonight. She didn't think it was Up, she had been able to sleep without him before, but tonight was different. Tonight, she had another nightmare, and she didn't have Up. Sure, there were pictures of him and her together and she was wearing one of his shirts that still had his strong, musky scent on it, but there was still something missing. Then it hit her, his snoring, that's what was missing. Without that constant noise in her ear, it was going to be a long night.

When Up returned two days later, Taz and him watched a movie together as they usually did when Up returned from a mission. Up fell asleep during the movie, which was also a tradition of theirs. But as Up was peacefully napping, he felt something nudge him. He opened his eyes to find Taz leaning over him with a voice recorder close to his face. Taz looked almost embarrassed as she drew the recorder away and turned it off. She sat back down on the sofa next to him and muttered, "I missed your snoring."

48. Wrath:

"... and then, Commander Up started bawling! Just like a little baby!" Laughter and insults could be heard clear across the mess hall as two of the most obnoxious ensigns Taz had ever met were making fun of Up. Taz couldn't stand it, she just couldn't. She got up from her seat and marched over to the two ensigns, fire blazing in her eyes. As she walked, the entire mess hall became eerily silent. Only the clack of Taz's boots were audible above whispers of who she was going to attack. She locked eyes with the two boys and smiled.

"What is so funny?" There was no response from either boy, "come on, I like jokes too!" They just stared back at her. "Not going to tell me, huh? Okay," Taz pulled out her knife, "I'll tell you two putas a joke of my own, then. Two idiota ensigns were just messing around when a little girl was playing with her knife when, whoopsie! it slipped; on their balls."

The boys' eyes widened in fear. "You wouldn't do that to us really, lieutenant?"

Taz just laughed, "Of course I wouldn't! Not on a first offence, anyway. Instead, I do this." Taz wound up and delivered a swift painful punch to one of them and was about to hit the other when a voice called out,

"Taz! What are you doing?" She turned to see Up standing in the doorway of the mess hall and looking extremely confused. "Get over here right now! That's an order!"

Begrudgingly, Taz trudged over to Up, but not before spitting out "this isn't over," to the two trembling ensigns. "What?" she asked once Up had pulled her out of the mess hall to confront her about the scene he had just witnessed.

"What were you doing? You can't just beat up ensigns whenever you feel like it! You could get-"

"They were making fun of you," Taz interrupted, "I couldn't just let them get away with that." Up was surprised at her excuse. His face lost its intensity as he smiled and shook her head at her. When was this girl going to learn to control her anger? Up decided probably never.

"Well, in that case, we can just write it off as teaching those guys to respect their superiors." Up winked at Taz and she grinned back at him.

90. Tears:

"People don't cry because they're weak, they cry because they've been strong for too long." -unknown

All her life, Taz never wanted to cry. She didn't care if she was in public or private, she hated when her throat would choke up and when eyes would water. She thought it was a sign of weakness, and Taz was certainly not weak. But when she saw Up lying in his hospital bed, for the first time after receiving his injury, she no longer cared; Taz cried. She could feel every emotion that had built up inside of her overflow and escape her body. Everything flooded out of her in a river through her eyes. Some feelings she didn't even know she kept bottled up. No matter what, Taz realized that it actually felt good to cry. But if anyone found out that she felt this way, she would personally have to kill them to regain her tough reputation back.

54. Tide:

Her stomach churned as if she was on a boat instead of observing the calm ocean from dry land. She could feel the breeze against skin and the tickle of the sand beneath her feet. The sun warmed her skin and wrapped her in a blanket of comfort. She watched the waves roll in and crash upon the shore. Taz loved this feeling and felt most at home here. Only she wasn't at the beach, she was only looking into Up's eyes.

6. Mask:

"What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?" -The Script, Breakeven

It had been over two years since Taz and Up had last seen each other. Now, there they were, standing face to face, alone in a briefing room waiting to hear the details of their first mission together in a very long time. Neither knew what to say or do. Both just focused intently on the other's expression. Up looked as if he had been broken then sloppily put back together, while Taz was as stoic and as put together as always.

"Hi," Up began meekly.

"Hi," Taz was much more definite in her response. "How are you doing?" She grinned at him in an attempt to show support.

Her smile was supposed to make Up feel better, but it only killed him. He surprised himself when he coherently answered with "I'm hangin' in there." He thought he could face her, but he just couldn't. It had been so long and so much had past, that he didn't even know where to begin.

Up was a mess, and he had been a mess ever since Taz left him alone in the hospital. After two years of mentally preparing for the day when he would be able to see Taz again, Up thought he could handle it. However, he was wrong. He could feel himself break from the inside out. He could feel his heart breaking and his insides shake. He knew he was slowly losing control of his own body and he had never wanted anyone to interrupt him and Taz so much in his life. Up was fine with breaking down in front of Taz, the woman he loved, but what disturbed him the most was that she appeared to be fine. She hadn't aged a day while Up matured much faster than he should have. She looked as if nothing had disturbed her, as if she felt no pain or guilt when she left Up. Up figured he was going to break down, but it hurt some much more now that he knew that Taz didn't feel the same about him. Just then, The Rear-Admiral came in and wanted to begin discussing their mission. Up didn't to break in front of his superiors, so he put on a mask, and pretended to be tough. He had no idea Taz had put on her mask a long time ago. She was hurting just as bad as him, but no one knew. The only difference was that Up put on his mask today, while Taz had put on her mask the day she left the hospital.

A/N: I was thinking about starting a new series of one shots that were based on songs (like they would have the actual lyrics weaved into the stories) and I was probably going to test them out here soon. So my next post is going to be one of those and please let me know if you like them and/or the idea! thank you so much!