Sorry this is taking ages to get out, I've had a bad week so far and writing has come last compared to everything else I've had to do and deal with.

So, iPastatalia, hope this is going okay for you. I don't really know what I'm doing, I'm just going along with whatever pops into mind xD

Enjoy!

"Just be quiet and get in the car," Sophie said, shoving Bunny to the passenger seat.

"Look, darlin', I don't think this is such a good idea," he said, feeling slightly more panicky about the whole idea of going on a trip with Sophie. It might only be three hours, but she seemed intent on stopping somewhere to take a break and camp out. She was even throwing a sleeping bag in the back of the car, still beaming at him.

"You already said you'd come, but you can go home if you like and not see me again," she snapped, and Bunny felt his shoulders slump.

"I'm pretty sure that's blackmail," he pointed out, crossing his arms slowly. Sophie shrugged a little, scraping her hair up into a ponytail, and he watched for a second as her t-shirt slid upwards as she raised her arms, her flat stomach on show for him to see, her pale skin looked smooth, and he wondered for a second what it would feel like.

Then he snapped himself out of it, feeling slightly ashamed of himself for thinking such things about the girl he'd befriended so long ago.

"You're coming right? You can still see me if you don't, but I'd like the company," she told him, her eyes seeming bigger now she'd pulled her long hair back from her face.

"I'll come," he grumbled, climbing into the front seat and pouting as Sophie slammed the trunk shut and ran inside to say goodbye to her mum. As she ran inside Bunny caught himself watching her hips swing with each stride, her long legs carrying her forward, her high ponytail swinging side to side with each movement.

"Oh struth," he whispered, dropping his head into his hands and shaking it slightly, wondering what he was doing with himself. In five years from her he'd forgotten how she was a bubbly little girl and when he'd come back she was suddenly a sassy, confident and beautiful young woman. And lord he was drawn to her eyes. The colour, the shape, the life behind them... they resembled a Pooka's eyes so much, and he missed that vibrancy he'd seen years ago when he wasn't the last one left. Where he could look around his tribe and see those eyes looking back, and there was a comfort in them. He'd never seen eyes that green before, not since Sophie had found him years ago.

"On we go! Are you ready Bunny?" Sophie cheered, climbing into the car behind the drivers seat but she paused when she looked at him, her hand reaching out and resting on his shoulder. "Bunny? You okay?"

"I'm fine," he said with a cough, clearing the lump from his throat.

"You sure? Oh, Bunny I didn't mean to upset you... you don't have to come."

He looked up at her, her big green eyes held such concern and worry for him, and he felt himself melt a little bit, his anguish washing away.

"I want to come," he said gently, finding himself smiling slightly. "It'll be fun."

"Promise I'm not making you do something against your will?" she said calmly, smiling slightly as he smiled over at her.

"You're not making me do this against my will. Promise."

"You're sure?" she continued, and he rolled his eyes at her, making her laugh.

"Put your foot down, I know a good place to camp."

Sophie just grinned and did as she was told, hitting the button on the radio so Meatloaf blasted out his famous 'I Would Do Anything For Love' and she screamed out in excitement as she raced off down the street, Bunny grinning at her as they went.

"So... maybe I should have filled up the gas," she said sheepishly as the pair stood out of the car, staring at the vehicle that was destined to go nowhere until it had been filled up again.

"You got money to get the fuel?" Bunny asked, scratching his chin and suppressing a smirk.

"I got the money," she sighed, running her hand over her hair, shaking her head as she did so. "I can't believe I forgot to fill the tank."

"Easy mistake. Got a jerry can or do we have to push this thing to the nearest station?"

"I got a can... walk with me?" she asked, turning to him, and he saw concern in her eyes. As if he'd leave her to walk god knows how long to find a petrol station.

"Course I'll walk with you," he tutted, watching her grab the jerry can from the trunk of the car before she locked everything up. "We could just take the tunnels though."

"I prefer walking," she replied, throwing the can to him. "You can carry that though."

They went on their way down the long stretch of empty road before them, chattering about things they'd gotten up to in the past, Sophie begging him to tell her about the time she got into the Warren because for the life of her she couldn't remember it. He told her all about how she'd managed to get a hold of one of North's snow globes, and ended up in the Warren. How they'd all thought she was an enemy when she came screaming down one of the tunnels and how they'd been ready to attack.

"But seeing a three year old girl, we kind of had to look innocent again," he laughed, and Sophie had to wipe tears of mirth from her eyes, gasping for breath.

Bunny went on to explain about Tooth trying to distract her, but making it worse with bloody teeth, and how North said they had no time for children since they were so busy with children.

"He really said that?" the blond cried, looking both shocked and amused.

"He really did, I don't think he thought it through though," the Pooka explained, grinning.

She listened as he told her about how Jack had helped him to see the fun in it all, and he'd taken a liking to her form then, letting her ride around the Warren on his back and painting eggs with him. How she'd fallen asleep in his arms...

"Aw, so you loved me from the very start?" she giggled, taking hold of his hand, and somehow their fingers ended up laced together.

"No, I hated you to start with. Breaking into my Warren," he said, chuckle, and Sophie giggled too, rolling her eyes. "I loved you after that."

"That's cute."

She managed to find a petrol station about two miles down the road, and she filled up the can while Bunny waited near some bushes – just in case so nobody spotted him.

By the time she'd paid for it and they'd walked back to the car and filled it up, night had fallen and Sophie was shivering with cold. They climbed back into the car, both exhausted, and the teen looked at her Guardian.

"So where was that camp site?" she asked, starting up the engine and hitting the button to turn the heating on, warming her fingers on the fan beside her while the rest of the car got warmer shortly after.

"Not far from here, just carry on down the road, and it's the first turn-off on the left. Can't miss it," Bunny explained, lounging in his seat and secretly glad she'd put the heating on. He was on his feet a lot, but as a rabbit he generally distributed his weight on all fours when he went anywhere. Having all his weight on his back legs was different, and he didn't like it.

"So we're okay for staying the night?" Sophie asked, setting off down the road again, driving carefully with the headlights ablaze.

"Sure, no problem," bunny agreed, relaxing into the comfortable seat.

"And you're not going to leave when I'm asleep?"

"Never."