A/N: Sorry, this chapter's a little rushed and short. But I finally got myself to note down how this fic is going to end. The fic is 12 chapters long, not including an epilogue that will either be at the end of the last chapter, or be made into a new chapter. I really like how it ends, and hopefully, you readers will too.

By the time Mulan had finally spotted Aurora amongst the crowd, both were utterly smashed. Aurora was raving on the dance floor, seemingly unaware that most people at the side were watching and laughing at her. People that were making fun of her usually enraged Aurora, but now, she was too distracted by the song to pay any attention to them. At that moment, it seemed like Aurora was in her own little world, as if nothing or nobody could bother her. Things took a sudden turn when she purposefully shoved hard into a random girl, who was dancing next to her.

The girl stumbled, and yelled at Aurora. From the distance, Mulan couldn't quite hear what the girl was saying, but whatever it was, it was certainly abuse. Defensive, Aurora shouted abuse back. In less than no time, the girls were up in each other's faces, threatening each other. Aurora snatched at a large chunk of the girl's blonde hair, and tugged it violently. The girl shrieked in agony. With that, Mulan jumped from her seat, and ran towards them.

"Stop!" cried Mulan. Forcefully, she pushed Aurora away from the girl, the grip being released from the chunk of hair. "God, Aurora, calm down." She turned to the girl whose hand was weakly placed at the tugged hair. "I'm so sorry about this. She gets a little too violent when she's drunk."

But Aurora didn't listen. "You complete whore!" she screamed at the girl, her voice so dry that it broke as she spoke.

Livid, the girl continued to shout abuse, only encouraging Aurora to argue with her. Mulan tried her best to push them away from each other, yet the girls refused to step down. A muscular guy who must have been around 6'4 came over. He could have easily been mistaken for a bouncer, but he wore a pair of baggy jeans. His coal black eyes stared directly at Mulan and Aurora. Instantly, Mulan felt threatened, but Aurora didn't even flinch.

"What's going on here?" he said to the girl, the severe look in his eye not fading.

"Just these bitches, Scottie," replied the girl. "Don't worry, I can handle it."

His expression became even darker. Fear struck into Mulan's veins. Aurora remained unfazed.

It was if that he was a predator, and Mulan was his prey. He smelt her fear. And she was terrified. He swung a punch. A blast of unbearable pain seized through the whole of her right cheek. The last thing she felt was her head hitting the ground.

Reality finally sunk in, and Aurora rushed to Mulan's side. Nothing around her mattered anymore. Not the feeling of power she had had when she fought. Not the girl who she fought with, who was now screaming at her boyfriend between apologies to Aurora. All her attention was on Mulan.

"Mulan?" Tears tumbled down Aurora's cheeks. "Please wake up." But Mulan didn't wake up. A panicked look set upon Aurora's face. She squeezed her best friend's hand. "Please tell me you're ok. Please."

Seeing the crowd that had gathered around the area, a bouncer came over. He escorted the blonde girl and her boyfriend out of the club. The boyfriend tried to fight against the bouncer, passing it off as an accident, but the bouncer was stronger and ignored his pleas. Despite the claims of how it was a mistake, the boyfriend showed little remorse about the situation.

Aurora continued to squeeze the life out of Mulan's hand. "Come on, wake up. I'm begging you."

Someone in the crowd offered to call an ambulance, but at that very second, Mulan's eyes blinked open. With her smile wide, Aurora had never been so relieved. On the other hand, Mulan looked confused more than anything. "Did I die, or something?" asked Mulan, with a genuinely serious look upon her face.

Aurora just laughed. "Just about. Let's excuse ourselves, and let you get checked out, shall we?"

Pushing past the long line of those waiting, Aurora helped Mulan into the restroom. Back when she was unsure what to do as a career, Aurora had studied to be a nurse. First Aid courses hadn't really come in handy since, but this was a golden opportunity.

A barmaid entered. Mulan recognized her as the one who she had ranted to earlier. "Hey, I heard you girls had been in some trouble," the barmaid said. "You ok there, Mulan?"

Mulan chuckled. Judging by her light heartedness, she was clearly a little concussed.

The barmaid smiled. "I'll go get some ice."

"Thank you," said Aurora.

Merely a minute later, the barmaid returned with two ice packs. Aurora thanked her once more, then placed the ice to Mulan's head and cheek.

"My head hurts a lot," said Mulan, when the barmaid had left.

"It will," nodded Aurora. "You hit your head pretty hard."

Sitting on the counter next to a sink, Mulan began to click her tongue. "Do you think if I was hot, people would notice me more?"

"Don't you remember Belle's pep talk on inner beauty? It's not about what you look like that makes people like you. It's about who you are inside that counts."

"Yeah, but what about models? No one gives a shit about what their personality is like. As long as they have the booty, that's all that matters."

Work experience as a makeup artist for runway models had pretty much bummed Aurora out. Everyone around her was so perfect… and then there was her. "We all crave perfection, Mulan. No one achieves it."

"Right. Apart from you."

"Sorry?"

"Well, look at you. You're gorgeous. You're funny. Everybody loves you. What more could you possibly want?"

"A child." Aurora had to prevent herself from shouting the words, but they still came out harsh. Her eyes filled with tears.

Though still in a haze, Mulan had known she had struck a nerve. Silence devoured the minutes.

Meanwhile, guilt ate away at Aurora. Maybe she shouldn't have lashed out on Mulan like that. After all, it wasn't her fault that she wasn't pregnant.

"I think I've always been in love with you." Mulan finally said. "Ever since we met."

Aurora tensed. Surely this wasn't Mulan talking. It was the alcohol, mixed with the concussion. "Say that again," Aurora said.

"To be honest, when I found out you weren't actually pregnant, there was a part of me that thought we could actually have a happy ending together. But then I remembered; you're straight!" With that, Mulan burst into hysterical, uncontrollable laughter. It was if the words she had said before hand had meant nothing, being a simple passing remark.

Whether the words were true or not was a mystery to Aurora. Deciding to overlook the situation, Aurora just shrugged it off. "Come on. Time to go home."