A/N:Firstly, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my lovely boyfriend Charwie( My Prince Alek)

I'm so sorry guys, that I'm updating this late…I've been busy like mad. Now I have a question for you guys. There's so many situations that I could make up with this fan fic. My question is should I continue to write more chapters or should I make a sequel to it? I mean, like I want Deryn and Newkirk to bond and get to know each other and I want Alek to become jealous or something….(So many ideas going off in my head right now 0_0) Well tell me what you guys think. Enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I'm not Scott Westerfeld, although I wish I were so the Leviathan could live on forever!

Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain
We all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won't let show

You just call on me brother, when you need a hand (Chorus)
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on

Second Verse
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

You just call on me brother, when you need a hand (Chorus)
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on

If there is a load you need to bear
That you can't carry
I'm right up the road
I'll share your load
If you just call me

Call me (if you need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (if you need a friend)
Call me (if you ever need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me
Call me (if you need a friend)

Deryn ran straight out of the mess hall and didn't stop until she arrived at the safety of her cabin. This isn't right, she thought. I shouldn't be running out like that, like some over sensitive person. I'm a barking soldier for crying out loud!

She sat down on her cot and placed her head between her legs. She replayed the awful scene in her head; Alek gripping her shoulder, begging for forgiveness, her snapping at him and shoving him into the wall, and finally the look of hurt reflected in his marble green eyes.

I'm such a ninny. What was I thinking, making a huge scandal like that? Surely everyone is wondering right now, why the Great Dylan Sharp had ran out like that? I should have just listened to him. If I had done that, I could have avoided all this, she thought.

Just then a soft knock on her cabin door, disturbed her thoughts. Middy Newkirk popped his head in.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

She nodded avoiding his gaze and said, "Seeing as you're already in, why not?"

He came in and sat down next to her and placed an arm around her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Barking spiders, how am I supposed to explain this to Newkirk, without giving my identity away?

"It's Alek, right?"Newkirk asked, "He doesn't love you."

Deryn was flabbergasted.

"I know you must think I'm crazy for saying that, but please hear me out. You're a barking lassie, aren't you?" Newkirk whispered.

"How did you know?" Deryn said at last.

"I know pretty lass when I see one and you're very flexible, too flexible I might add, to be a boy," Newkirk smirked.

"That's a very sexist opinion," Deryn grumbled.

"It's the truth," Newkirk protested.

"How did you know about my falling out with Alek?" She asked.

"I kind of guessed. You and Alek were always together and when I invited him to the gathering I planned for you, he had a faraway look in his eyes," Newkirk explained.

"Barking clever, you are, Newkirk," Deryn complimented, "But really, Newkirk, how did you know?"

"Aye, I guess I'll have to admit it," he took a deep breath; "I heard you and Alek talking last night in the machine room. I didn't mean to eavesdrop…I was going to get some spare machine parts and then…"

Deryn was horrified. Someone had actually heard them.

"Don't worry," Newkirk reassured, "I didn't tell anyone."

Deryn paled.

"No one else, was there, I swear it was only me," Newkirk said uneasily.

"Are you positive?" Deryn questioned.

"Positive, Deryn," Newkirk said.

Her name sounded weird coming out of Newkirk mouth.

So Newkirk had known all along. No wonder he took it so lightly that she was a girl. He has made a party for her, kept her secret and had been there all along for her when she needed a friend.

"Why did you do it?" She suddenly asked.

"Do what?" He countered.

"Not turn me in to the captain," she explained.

"Because you're an awesome airman…err, I mean 'airwomen' and I know you love to fly. You saved my life multiple times. If you had not been aboard, I'd be dead right now." Newkirk said.

Deryn was touched. "Aw, thanks, Newkirk," she said punching him lightly on the shoulder.

"Ouch," Newkirk feigned, clutching his right arm, "easy there, Miss Sharp, not all men are as strong as you."

"Got that barking right," she laughed.

Blisters, she's pretty…especially when she flashes her pearly whites, Newkirk thought.

"What are you staring at?" She questioned, her sky-blue eyes meeting his coco-color ones.

"You," he mumbled.

"You barking fancy me, don't you?" She said, smirking.

"Aye, I think I'm in love. What's a girl doing here in the middle of a war? You never see this. You're barking brave lass," Newkirk thought out loud.

"Right, I am. I just wanted to fly again," she said simply, "just like those times, when I was a wee bit," she said dreamily.

"So your father was Artemis Sharp after all?" Newkirk asked.

"Aye, the best father there was. He taught me everything I know about flying," Deryn explained.

Newkirk nodded, then said, "So when Alek your true identity, he freaked out, right?"

"Aye, barking daft prince," she replied softly.

"I'm sorry," Newkirk apologized.

"You've got nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who should be," Deryn said.

"Why?" Newkirk questioned.

"I'd never thanked you properly, for everything you've done for me, including not turning me in," she explained.

Then she leaned over to peck Newkirk on his left cheek. He turned bright red.

"Maybe I can talk some sense into him, for you," Newkirk offered.

"I'd appreciate that," Deryn replied and hugged her friend who'd been there all along.

Little did the couple know that a pair of eyes had been watching them.

A/N: Well, I hoped you guys enjoyed that! Now should I make a sequel or add more chapters? Remember to leave a review. Thank you! :D