5 Hours Earlier...

"Gamora! Pick up the distress call! I'm working here!" Rocket yelled from his cabin. Gamora rolled her eyes and walked to the meeting area, where the faint ringing came from. She pressed the 'answer' button. To her surprise, it was somebody she wished she wouldn't have to see ever again; Nebula.

"What do you want Nebula?" She asked, as she crossed her arms.

The bald, blue luphomoid smirked at her. "I just wanted to let you know, Father isn't very pleased with your recent actions."

Gamora glared at her. "I am very well aware of that."

"But, I didn't come here to talk."

"Just get to the point, Sister."

"Father has heard of your companion's abilities. He wants him and will do whatever it takes to get him. We can do this two ways; you can hand your companion over or Father's army can take him by force."

Gamora furrowed her brows in anger. "You leave him alone, Nebula."

"Should I send the Sakarrans then?"

Gamora shook her head. "What about me?"

"What about you?"

"If Father takes me, will he leave Peter out of this?"

"Oh, so your companion does have a name."

Gamora scowled. "Will he?"

"Possibly."

"When shall we meet?"

"The Sanctuary. Tomorrow. Or else, the Sakarrans will come." Then, Nebula was gone.

Present...

Peter kept knocking on Gamora's cabin door. "Gamora, we need to talk."

Rocket rolled his eyes. "Pete, you know she isn't going to answer."

Drax put a hand on Peter's shoulder. "We will try again later, my friend."

"No!" He snapped. "I'm not giving up."

"Pete, calm down. We never said you had to give up. Just take a break from it; grab something to eat, you haven't-"

"Shut up, Rocket!" He yelled.

"Fine, if you need us we'll be in the kitchen." Rocket's ears fell. "Come on, guys."

"Peter, what you are doing; it is not healthy." Drax said, before following Rocket.

"I am Groot." Groot patted Peter's shoulder as he followed Drax and Rocket to the kitchen.

Peter watched as his friends turned the corner into the kitchen. He turned back towards Gamora's door. He put his hand on the door. "Gamora, please. Talk to me, Babe."

On the other side of the door, Gamora stood, in tears, with her hand on the exact same spot on the door, where Peter's was.

"Remember that one time where I almost got you to dance and you threw a pillow at me?" He chuckled.

Gamora silently chuckled, wiping the tears from her eyes with her free hand. They were both silent for a minute.

"Gam, I know what you think you're doing is right, but the truth is, it's not. You're not only hurting yourself, you hurting everyone on this ship as well."

Gamora said nothing. All she did was back away from the door and sat on the edge of her bed.

"God dammit, Gamora! Open the door!" He yelled, as slammed his fist on the door and backed away slowly. Hearing the large pound on the door not only made Gamora jump, but also started to make her cry even harder.

Peter wasn't going to give up on Gamora, but he knew that she wasn't going to talk anytime soon. So, he walked to the meeting area. He looked up the recent calls from that day and listened to the conversation between Gamora and Nebula. He knew what he was about to do was stupid, but he would rather Thanos have him than Gamora. He knew what he was going to do would upset Gamora, but he couldn't let her get hurt more than she already had been. Then, it was settled; that night, when everyone was asleep, he would sneak into a pod and fly to the Sanctuary.

Later that night, Peter sneaked out of his room, grabbing his jacket and blasters. He was about to head towards the pods, when he realized he forgot to do something. He quickly ran back into his room, grabbed a piece of paper, scribbled something on it and slid it under Gamora's door. "I love you, Babe."

Peter walked over to a pod and climbed into it. He set the coordinates for the Sanctuary and sat back as he flew away from the Milano. He clutched onto the necklace Gamora had given him, as a tear fell down his cheek.

Two Weeks Earlier...

"Gamora, where are we going, again? Please remind me, because I don't quite remember if you ever mentioned it." Peter said sarcastically, as Gamora dragged him around the streets of Xandar.

"Shut up and follow me, before I slice your mouth off." Peter loved when she was like this; joking around, giggling, having fun. Of course, she wasn't like that all of the time; only, when she was with Peter. In reality, Gamora could actually be very childish at times.

"Gamora? Are you flirting with me?" Peter asked with a huge smirk spread across his face. He spun her back towards him, as she landed against him with her hands on his chest. "Because, if you are, I think it's really hot." Gamora giggled and reached up to kiss him. Peter leaned in, only to find Gamora spinning out of his grasp. "Hey! That wasn't nice!"

Gamora giggled again. "You want to kiss me? Come and get me!" She taunted him before running off. Peter chuckled before running after her.

Gamora had managed to get him to chase her to an antique store. Peter had finally caught up to her, almost out of breath. "Jesus, don't you ever get out of breath?" He asked, practically gasping for air. "And, I believe you promised me something?"

"Oh, right." She walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

"What the-I thought you were going to actually kiss me!" He exclaimed.

Gamora shrugged her shoulders. "You should've been quicker." They both laughed. "Stay here, i'll be back." He nodded, as she walked into the antique shop.

Like many antique shops, the store had ranged from many different items; some of which came from Terra, also known as Earth. Gamora headed up to the check-out counter.

"What may I do for you, Milady?" The cashier asked. He was a yellow Entemen, clad in a green jumpsuit. His voice was deep and rough, hoarse almost.

"I had requested an item for pick-up." Gamora replied with a slight smile.

"Name?"

"Gamora."

The cashier looked at her with his mouth drawn to the floor. "No way! Member of the Guardians of the Galaxy?" Gamora nodded. "It's such an honor to meet you! You saved my family. I have a son and he looks up to you and the other Guardians. That is all he talks about anymore." He said with a laugh. Gamora's smile grew huge. Nobody, besides Peter and the other Guardians, has ever complimented her like that before. "Anyways, here is your order." He slid a box across the counter.

"Thank you." Gamora said, digging some units out of her satchel. The cashier put an hand on her arm.

"No, please. It's on me."

"I couldn't ask you to do that."

"Please, it's the least I can do." Gamora gave him another huge smile.

"Thank you." She said grabbing the small box off of the counter.

"No, thank you."

Gamora walked out the door to see Peter squatting down in front of a young Xandarian girl. She smiled. Peter was talking to the little girl, as she was sobbing hysterically. He started pointing in different directions until the girl smiled and gave him a huge hug, running in the opposite direction. Peter finally saw Gamora and walked over towards her.

"What happened?"

"Poor kid got lost. I helped her find her parents and she gave me a huge hug."

Gamora smiled. "I see."

Peter looked at the small box in her hand. "Watcha got there?" He asked.

"Nothing." She said with a smirk.

"Nothing? It definitely looks like something." He responded with a larger smirk.

Gamora gave him the box. "Dammit, you got me." She laughed. "It's for you."

He smiled and placed a hand over his heart. "Aww, i'm flattered." He opened the lid. It was a silver chain with a small silver charm that looked like a cassette tape. "Wow." He said admiring the necklace.

Gamora looked at him, worried that he didn't like it. "Do you like it?" She asked with a small smile.

He look at her with an expressionless face and slowly started to smile. Peter picked her up and spun her around in the air. "I love it!" They both laughed. Gamora stood up on her toes and kissed him. "Is that what I have to do from now on to get a kiss from you?" He asked, still laughing.

"Not all the time." She smirked and kissed him again.

Peter smiled at the memory, hoping one day, he might see his one and only love again.

Three Hours Later...

Gamora slowly opened her eyes. "Please, just be a dream. Please, just be a dream." She looked beside her to see that Peter wasn't there. "Shit." She got out of bed and saw the piece of paper on the floor. She picked it up and read it.

Gamora,
You don't know how hard it is to do this, but it was the only way I could protect you. I left earlier today, while you guys were still asleep, to take your place in going to the Sanctuary. I don't know if I'll ever make it back or if I'll even be alive by the time you read this letter. Please don't come for me. I love you too much to see you get hurt. I was hoping it wouldn't come to this. If I never see you again, I wanted to tell you one thing; ever since I fell in love with you, I knew I wanted you to stay with me forever and maybe, one day, we could start a family. And I want to say one more thing before I have to sign this off; Ooh child, things are gonna get easier. Ooh child, things will get brighter.

I Love You So Much,
Peter

Gamora started to burst into tears. "Why is he so ignorant at times?" She threw the paper aside and stormed out of her room. "I know you'll never forgive me for this-" She whispered. "Wake up! Peter's gone!" She yelled. The rest of the Guardians flew out of their room.

"What do you mean he's gone?" Rocket asked rhetorically, running his claws through his fur.

"I think she means that-"

"I know what she means, Drax!" He snapped.

"He wanted to protect me. He turned himself in to Thanos. We need to help him."

"I am Groot."

"Groot's right. Lead the way."

Gamora smirked and led the Guardians to the cockpit. She was going to get Peter back no matter what it takes.

A/N: Hey guys! Thank you so much for all of the awesome reviews! There is one last part to this very long chapter. It will definitely be longer than the other chapters. Then, the story will pick up from there.