Lily had been right. Their break lasted a good four minutes before 479er landed and picked up Team B, where they had been getting slaughtered.

However, it wasn't just Team B, the rest of Team A were with them, and Lily had been slightly disappointed to find that Tex wasn't with them. Spotting Maine and his extremely bloody neck, she forgot her disappointment and allowed him to take her spot, doing her best to keep pressure on his wound.

"Carolina wha-what happened? Carolina!" The redhead stormed past her, green eyes ablaze.

"Carolina, would you just - where's the package? Did you get - Tex got the package didn't she? 'Lina look, I'm-"

"Don't fucking talk to me." Carolina snapped, moving to the front where the pilot was seated.

"Fuck," Lily whispered, moving her eyes to look up at Maine. His tan skin was looking exceedingly pale, and his dark eyes were beginning to close.

Sighing, Lily attempted to apply more pressure on his neck. Maine was a scary, quiet guy, but she cared for him, she cared about all the agents. Also, she felt bad about forcing him to go over the edge of the building.

"Would someone please inform me what crawled up her ass and died?" Wash broke the silence, thumb pointing back to where Carolina had stomped off.

"Yes, please inform."

When the agents finally arrived back on the Mother of Invention, everyone was exhausted. North and York helped Lily carry Maine to the med bay, while everyone else went to report to the Director, as well as explain the others' absence. When the medics began to take care of Maine, North, York and Lily made their way to the Director, who immediately sent them off with a wave of his hand.

"Agent California, a moment," he called, and she walked back into the room.

"Yes sir?" she asked, standing at attention.

"At ease. I just wanted to remind you of your...appointment tomorrow. Get some rest, you'll need it."

Lily nodded and turned around. "Goodnight, sir."

She jogged to catch up with North and York, who weren't talking, just focusing on making it back to their rooms.

They passed by the first room, which was South's, and Lily internally groaned at the thought of having to walk all the way down to her room, which of fucking course was at the end.

"Hey, "South's head poked out of her door, "in here."

Two of the three agents turned to walk into her room, while York politely declined. Everyone knew that he was making his way towards Carolina's room, though.

This became sort of a habit for the agents. After coming back from a long, tiring mission, they ended up making their way to the closest room their was and just crashed their. Depending on which way they came, it was either Cali's room, or South's Today had been a South day.

Walking in, the agents began to take their armor off. Wanting to sleep as fast as possible, the agents usually took off the most uncomfortable pieces of armor, before finding an empty spot and lying down. South and North were already lying down in bed, armored from the waist down, in their skin tight black suits from the waste up.

Wyoming was also already asleep, half lying on the bed with North's feet sticking in hi face. C.T. had curled up in a corner, and Wash was laying on the floor, spread out like and eagle. He had probably been the most tired, seeing as his armor was taken off in the most random spots, leaving him looking extremely uncomfortable.

Lillian found herself taking off just the top half of her armor, before unceremoniously plopping on her butt. She fell back and landed on Wash's chest, him giving a small grunt, but not caring otherwise. And like that, with her hair sprawled everywhere, David's heartbeat lulled her to sleep.

She hadn't noticed C.T. smirking at them, nor had she noticed the small smile on David's face as he subconsciously ran his fingers lightly through her hair, before the darkness overtook her.

To say David's back was sore, was saying the least. Not only was he dying because he slept on the ground (he just knew C.T. placed her glove their on purpose!), but he had a massive bruise from where Tex kicked him into the ship. Now, he doesn't think that she was trying to hurt him, but he could never be sure.

So waking up in the morning was pretty terrible for him, but Lily made it slightly better. He just didn't know what it was about her that made him feel so great. Yeah, he's had crushes and girlfriends, but he's never really felt like this before. After he threw a glove at a laughing C.T., he couldn't stop the small smile from growing on his face as him and Lily walked down to breakfast together.

Of course they both changed and showered and whatnot, but being with her made him feel giddy, almost like a little kid again. But, like, not in a weird way.

He couldn't deny that there was something a little off about her recently. She seemed tired all the fucking time, and would even zone out at times. And her head always seemed to hurt. David insisted on taking her to the med bay, at least for some aspirin, but Lily always refused, claiming she was fine.

"Bullshit," David accidently muttered aloud.

"Hm?" Lily turned and looked at him, a small smile on her face. She looked so cute in her little sweats, and gasp! Is she wearing my T-shirt? She is! I-I don't really know how she got it, but she needs to keep it and also get more and wear them all the time. Look at her little face! Ugh, she's so cute.

"Wash?"

"Do you want all my shirts?"

"What?" she laughed her adorable laugh.

"Um, nothing," David chuckled awkwardly, turning away in an attempt to hide his burning face from her.

She continued giggling when they entered the cafeteria, and immediately got in line. David couldn't help but smile softly, she sure did love her pancakes, though she'd die without her morning coffee. Well, more like someone else would die, cause she'd, like, murder them.

Anyway, David wandered over and made both Lily and himself a cup of coffee. He left hers black, and added tons of cream and sugar to his own cup. How she drank it plain, he did not know, nor believed he would ever understand. But it was just one of those little quirks he adored. One of about one thousand.

Very late, very short, but very needed. Just a filler chapter, to update and to get a bit more of Wash's thoughts. Ugh, my smol bean so cute.

Idk if the 'all freelancers sleeping in the same room bc their too tired' thing is legit, but it makes a lot of sense like, c'mon.

Anyway, please review? Again, sO sorry it's been forever, I hope you enjoyed it!

~Saammmm :-D