Two days after Gamora regained consciousness, she was finally allowed to be discharged. She was finally allowed to go home and she was grateful for that. The only downside was, she needed to stay on bed rest until her leg wound had been close to being fully healed, which was hard for Gamora, since she had a hard time staying still as it is.

A few hours of lying in bed already and she started to get restless. It was night and likely that most of the Guardians were sleeping. Now was her time to get out of bed and walk around for a little while. She pulled off the white sheet that she was lightly covered up with and slowly swung her legs to the side of the bed. Gamora slowly stood up and immediately fell onto her hands and knees. She flinched at the pain coming from her leg. She knew it was idiotic but, she had to get out of her stupid cabin. Gamora managed to pushed herself back up onto her feet and limp to the door. She pushed the button that opened the door and exited into the hall.

She crept over to the living area, flinching with every step she took. It wasn't too surprising at what she found; Peter dancing around with his headphones on. Gamora smiled and leaned back against the wall, watching him foolishly dancing around. But her smiling soon ended when Peter noticed her presence. 'Oh shit, he saw me. I knew this was a horrible idea.' She thought, as Peter walked over to her.

"Gamora, what are you doing up so late?" He asked, taking his headphones off.

"I could ask the same about you." She responded with a shrug.

"More importantly, why aren't you in bed?" He asked rhetorically, ignoring her previous comment. "You're supposed to be on bed rest."

Gamora threw her hands up in the air. "Maybe, because it's so tedious lying in bed all day!" She snapped.

Suddenly, pools of blood started to seep through the gauze on her leg. Peter noticed it right away. "Jesus, Gamora!" He advanced closer towards her and picked her up, bridal style, carrying her towards the bathroom.

"Peter, what the hell are you doing?" Gamora asked, trying to escape from Peter's tight grasp.

Peter sat her down on top of the toilet seat. "God dammit, look at your leg!" He yelled as he rummaged through the cabinets.

Gamora looked down at her leg. She saw the red liquid seeping through the gauze and gasped. Peter pulled out a needle, thread, gauze, a bottle of isopropyl alcohol, a pair of medical scissors, medical tape and a washcloth. He knelt down to Gamora and cut open the old gauze on her leg. Then, he poured some of the isopropyl alcohol into the washcloth.

"This is going to sting." Peter stated, before dabbing the gash on Gamora's leg with the washcloth. She flinched and subconsciously placed her hands on Peter's. She looked down at their hands but, didn't move them. Peter eventually moved his to grab the needle and thread off of the counter, leaving Gamora staring at the floor. "Ready?" He asked. Gamora nodded and grabbed a hold of the the toilet seat. When Peter started to push the needle through her skin, Gamora started to bite her tongue to prevent from screaming out in agony. Eventually, the stitches were firmly secured into Gamora's skin. Peter grabbed the gauze off of the sink and wrapped it around her leg. He quickly secured it with a piece of medical tape and sat up; his face inches away from Gamora's.

"Gamora, I-" Before Peter could finish his sentence, Gamora gently grabbed both of his cheeks and pulled him closer towards her. Then, without a warning, she planted a quick, delicate kiss on Peter's lips.

"Sorry."

Peter kissed her back, but more passionately. After what felt like hours, they pulled apart for air; their foreheads touching. "No reason to apologize." Gamora laughed. "Want to talk about what just happened?" She nodded. Peter picked her up and carried her to her room, trying to prevent her from tearing her stitches again.

He sat her gently down on her bed. She laid down on her side, while Peter climbed in next to her, starting to run his fingers through her tangled hair.

"Peter,-" She whispered. "I think I like you more than just a friend." She smiled, leaning into his touch. Peter could tell she was nervous telling him how she really felt about him. He smiled back. "You treat me differently than others. You care about me. You've saved my life more times than I care to admit. You make me laugh and smile when i'm upset." She sat up a little and gazed into Peter's eyes. "Peter, I think I love you...but, I don't know what love is." 'What do you mean you think? You know you love him!' She thought.

Peter continued running his fingers through her hair. "Well, from what I know, love is when you care deeply for someone and you don't want to lose them. There's different types of love though. You have mutual love, which is the type of love you have for your friends and family. And then there's another type of love that means so much more. I don't know much about that kind of love, but, what I do know is that I didn't know that it existed at all, until I met you. Gamora, it's like you completely turned my life around. I used to be this womanizing thief that could care less about half the shit that happened to the galaxy and then, you came in and you showed me a new way of life; you showed me that I could be a better person. The time I spent with the Ravengers, made me into something i'm not and when I met you, you showed me that, that person who I was then, wasn't the person I was supposed to be. Listen, to be honest, I don't really know a frickin' thing about relationships, but, I do know one thing; I'm madly in love with you and I promise,-" He stopped playing with her hair and grabbed one of her hands with both of his. "I will never hurt you. You mean so much more to me than all of those other girls combined." He pulled back one of his hands and loosely intertwined the other with hers.

"I know. I just have one question; why did you use those other girls and leave them behind the next day?" She asked, still gazing into his eyes.

"Because after my mom...um, she had this Terran disease called cancer. It was like something was eating her from the inside, slowing making its way out." Tears started to build up in Peter's eyes. Gamora placed her free hand on Peter's cheek and stroked it with her thumb. "Then, eventually, it did make its way out, and she...died."

"Peter, I don't-" Gamora said as tears began to build up in her eyes, as well.

"I'm not done." He interrupted. "Then, after that, I didn't want to get hurt that badly ever again. I wanted to have the fun of a relationship, but, I didn't want to become attached. I knew that if I ever loved anyone, they would either get killed by people who hated me, or they would leave me. I didn't want that to happen and I thought it would be better if I lived and traveled on my own, but I was wrong. And then, there was that day on Xandar; the day I met you and I knew I was screwed. As the song once said; I fooled around and fell in love; and that person I fell in love with Gamora...that was you." A tear fell down to Gamora's cheek, as she wrapped her arms around Peter.

"Out of all the girls in the galaxy, why me?" She muttered into his shirt.

"I love you because you actually put effort into me." Peter started to say, as he thought back to the first time they met. "I love you because nobody has ever given me the love that you have given me and you are the only one who could ever love me this way." He thought back to when Gamora told him to be careful right before they left the Milano to retrieve the Siren necklace. "I love you because you always make me feel like i'm worth something." He thought back to the time when Gamora called him a 'Man of Honor'. "I love you because you have a nurturing nature and you take care of me." He thought back to the time Gamora gave him stitches when he got caught in the middle of a bar fight. "I love you because you made me smile when I almost forgotten how to." He thought back to when he first played Awesome Mix Vol. 2 and Gamora started to dance with him. "I love you because you have a huge and honest heart of gold." He thought back to when Gamora insisted that they should give the Orb to Nova Prime and save Xandar. "I love you and every little detail about you and nothing will change that."

After hearing his short speech, Gamora hugged him tighter, as if he was going to disappear; but he wasn't. He stayed with her the rest of that night. They talked and laughed and listened to Peter's music, until the both of them fall asleep; Gamora's back against Peter's stomach, Gamora using their intertwined hands as a pillow and Peter's remaining arm secured around Gamora's stomach. They slept peacefully, in that position for the rest of the night, smiling.

A/N: The first thing I wanted to say was thanks for all of the awesome reviews! You guys don't know how much it means to me to have people giving me constructive criticism and positive feedback on my stories! The second thing I wanted to say was the last speech Peter makes to Gamora came from an image I saw on Google.