A/n: I would just like to mention that this story, while based on the canon events of the first two movies and the PS2 game, contains my own settings/universe/storyline, so things may seem a little different.

I view Stitch more so as Chris Sanders originally intended him to be as well as a mixture between how he is in ShaG. So he has a little bit of a different personality to how he does in the movies, as does Jumba.

And of course, I have thrown my own little twist in there too, that will come about later on!

Either way, I hope you enjoy what's to come!

Exactly as the news had been warning us for that day, the weather continued to decline and become much worse. Dark grey storm clouds had settled in, and the electricity had been knocked out. The house was dark and quite spooky. We used Jumba's laptop to watch the forecast as it didn't need electricity to run.

Lilo and I were huddled together underneath the blanket that Jumba had given me before on the couch while the rest of the family were moving our belongings out into the ship. Jumba and Pleakley used the teleporter pod in their bedroom because they didn't want to walk out in the heavy rain, but Nani and David just went outside to do it. They were nervous about using the teleporter despite Jumba had told them it was perfectly safe.

I wondered why but realised it was because they were humans. Humans feared the unknown and our technology was well advanced beyond their time.

My ears perked as I could hear the winds howl outside and our home creak underneath the strain. I could tell it was loud enough for Lilo to hear this time and she gripped at my fur.

"I'm scared Stitch..." she said to me. I held her against me.

"It will be okay."

"What if our home is destroyed?"

"Rebuild. Like before."

She nodded. Jumba and I had blown up their home years ago when he'd been trying to capture me. I'd ripped out the oven and lured him into firing his gun by turning the gas valve up. We'd never told the sisters about that. They thought Jumba's blaster had exploded.

Nani peered into us from the doorway. "Come on you two. Time to head up to the ship."

"Will our home be okay?" Lilo asked sadly.

"I really do hope so, Lilo," Nani told her gently. "But you need to understand there isn't much we can do about it if it is destroyed. As long as we are safe, that's what matters."

Lilo nodded. She didn't want to get up. I could tell. Lilo hated leaving things behind. She wanted things to stay as they were. It's why she took so many photographs of fat tourists and anything she deemed special, like random moments she thought worth capturing or sunsets. She liked capturing moments and memories for what they were, not for what they became.

I gripped her hand and pulled gently. She looked at me.

"We'll be okay Lilo."

That reassured her a little and she stood up. Nani picked her up into her arms in the blanket as I watched. I reached out an arm to Nani but Jumba came in from the hallway at that moment and scooped me up into his arms as well. Pleakley beside him.

Nani faced us. "Are we all set to stay up there now?"

Jumba nodded. "Everything is ready."

Lilo watched me from Nani's shoulder and I watched her from Jumba's.

"I'll meet you guys up there."

Nani closed the door and left. Lilo never broke eye contact with me as my father turned and we headed back up to the bedroom to teleport back to the ship.

As evening drew in, I sat beside the window with my head in my paws, looking outside. It was too dark to make out anything but I could see the trees violently blowing. I wondered if other people on the island were evacuating and I wondered how they would. We were the only ones that had access to a ship. I could overhear Nani and David talking about this and some of their friends.

"...Do you think they'll be alright?" Nani was saying.

"We can only hope so Nani. We cannot tell them about this. Then everybody will want to come. We risk our family being exposed."

She nodded at him. Lilo was sitting on Jumba's lap and Pleakley was making us all hot drinks in the main bay of the ship. We were sitting in Jumba's lab for the time being. It was warm in there and the monitor was being used as a TV. We were safe in the ship, although if things got much worse Jumba was ready to get up and pilot us into the global orbit zone just beyond Earth's atmosphere.

"Here Little Monster," I heard Pleakley say and turned to find him holding a mug.

"Takka," I told him as I took it from him and had a sip. It was hot chocolate.

I sat cross legged facing away from the window after that, looking around at my family. Lilo looked very sad. Nani and David looked solemn but were talking quietly. Jumba was on his computer while Lilo rested against his stomach. I could see what Jumba was looking at. It was one of my files.

I had no idea what the terms on there meant but it was all to with my physio-biomechanology. When he opened up an x-ray of mine on the screen, Lilo's interest piked and she leaned over and stared. Jumba was tapping his chin as if trying to figure out something.

"Wow! Is that Stitch?"

"Yes little girl," Jumba told her.

It made David and Nani curious too and they also looked. Pleakley had seen it before.

"What are those things?" Nani pointed to something. I couldn't see what it was from where I was sitting but I figured it out soon enough.

"Arms."

She looked confused. "Arms? Oh you mean-"

"Yes."

She looked amazed as did David and Lilo. "How did you...?"

"Alternating muscles enable lower arms to act as switch-blade. When retracted, bones fit into and slide along grooves. Allows 626 to keep arms in body comfortably without hurting him or damaging organs. Similar process for antennae and spines on back."

Nani and David stared. "But how did you design that?"

Jumba shrugged. "I just did."

I went back to window gazing at nothing but I could hear them talking about me.

"How long did it take you to create him?" Nani asked.

"Four years."

"How did you create him?" David also asked. I could see him looking at me in the reflection of the glass.

I could tell Jumba was a little annoyed with the constant questioning, but he answered.

"Lots of testing, failures, stress, anger and sadness. Many days and nights of no sleep."

"Oh..." David responded. I knew that wasn't what he meant.

"I am aware of what you are asking me," Jumba continued, looking at his computer. "On subject of how I created 626 that information is classified to Jumba and only Jumba. Is also in Tantalog so you would not understand, let alone terms used. I studied genetic engineering and biomechanics for years. Since I was child, actually. Jumba was child prodigy."

"That doesn't surprise me," Nani said. I could see her look at me as well in the reflection. "I thought that people who created robots were smart, but being able to create another life from scratch let alone all the other things you've created around the house..."

She watched what he was doing. "Our dad was an engineer. But he worked with planes and aircraft."

Jumba seemed slightly interested, but grunted and continued looking through my files. After a moment or so he got up and picked me up.

"Gaba?" I asked.

"Need to check something," he muttered. "Very important."

The family watched as he carried me over to the table again and sat me down. He strapped a cord to my arm and he flicked the feed on the monitor over to my statistics. Lilo looked a little scared.

"Uncle Jumba...?" she asked.

Jumba didn't answer her. I could see him typing on the monitor frantically. Eventually there was a beep and he jumped up shouting "Aha!"

Everybody stared.

"626, sit up."

"Okeytaka...?" I asked, sitting up straighter and trying not to slouch. I'd felt a bit more tired than usual since moving the debris.

I wanted to know what was wrong.

He held my arm in his fingers and flexed it again, before doing the same with my leg. He'd been doing this quite a bit lately. He went back to the monitor and typed something in again, only to have that same beep from the monitor as before. I think it had confirmed something to him.

"Jumba, what is going on?" Nani asked.

"When 626 fell down hole, he was receiving mild concussion," Jumba explained. "I have noticed slow reaction speeds. Lack of tension and contraction when flexing limbs – very unusual for 626 so I have been trying to figure out problem after watching him move debris today. His movements were awkward and clunky."

They were?

"Stitch slucha tez hakri dekris?"

"Yes Stitch," Jumba responded to that.

"So... what does that mean then?" Nani asked. She looked between us.

"Chip in head has shifted off center. Signal firing mix up and interference is causing slight alternation to pilix-minus junction. I need to fix it."

"Pilix-minus junction?" David asked. They looked confused.

"Eh... similar to what you are calling neuromuscular functions in earthlings," Jumba waved his hand at them. "Come 626."

He picked me up and carried me to another section of his lab. Lilo instantly tried to follow but Jumba wouldn't allow it. Nani held her back.

"Stitch!" she called sadly.

I looked at her from over Jumba's shoulder. "Not to worry, Little Girl. Won't take long to fix."

"Something wrong with Stitch?" I asked my father as he set me down after the door shut behind us.

"No," he responded. He looked a little distant before continuing. "Well, only little. But I can fix easily. Lay down my boy."

I did as he asked and once again felt the bandage on the back of my head being removed. Jumba wasted no time with what he was doing. This time, he did knock me out for it though. When I came around I was sitting upright in the sleeping quarters of the ship. That strange sluggish feeling I'd had before was gone even though I'd had anaesthetic again. I had figured it was something from the concussion, but apparently it had been something else.

The family was instantly at my side when I woke. Jumba rushed in. "626? How are you feeling?" he asked, feeling my head.

I smiled. "Better."

He looked relieved. "Not tired? Excellent. My theory was correct."

I looked a him. "Naga, atibakacha. Gaba ika tasoopa daka beecha tak?"

He stared at me for a moment and then at the others before looking back to me again. "Dak jootaba el kayot. "

"Gaba?"

He gave a nod. I was surprised to hear that.

"Did fix?" I asked him and he nodded. "Hopefully so."

I looked down and rubbed at my head. Jumba had informed me that the chip in my head had actually dislodged a little more than he realised but he had fixed it and repaired the sheath it was inside of in the back of my head. He reassured me by waving at me.

"I am 100% certain it is repaired," he told me, his Kweltikawnian accent quite strong. "Not to be worrying, 626."

I trusted his words so I smiled and nodded. Lilo walked over to me and held my paw.

"Leelo!" I smiled at her and she hugged me.

"It's scary outside now, Stitch," she said to me quietly. "Even the ship is rocking."

I sat still for a moment at that, perking up my ears and twitching them to listen. She was right. I could feel the slight movement of the ship rocking in it's position despite grounded.

Jumba checked his computer again.

"Center of storm to be hitting very shortly. I am thinking I will perform global orbit at this point, just to be on safe side."

Lilo sat up on the bed beside me and Nani and David held each other. Pleakley looked sad.

"We will still have a home to come back to, right?"

"Cannot be answering that Pleakley. Can only hope for the best."

Jumba looked at me. I smiled at him sadly. We never truly did have a home until we came to earth. At least, that was how we'd felt for the longest time.

"I'm sure the house will be fine," Nani said, although she didn't sound too sure of herself. I looked at her and she looked back at me.

"Come Pleakley. Time to leave," Jumba gestured, and he and Pleakley headed for the cockpit, leaving me with Lilo, Nani and David.

Nani watched them as they left before turning to me. She pulled me out of the bedsheets and sat me in her lap. Lilo rested her head against her side. I looked up at Nani and she gently stroked me along my back. I let slip a purr without meaning to and David smirked. Lilo just remained solemn. She wasn't moody, just sad and worried.

"Naga worry. Stitch sure we okay," I said after a few moments of silence. They just looked at me."Papa knows what he is doing. He make sure... ah... all? All of us is safe."

Nani kissed my cheek and Lilo closed her eyes but held onto my paw. David just looked at the wall blankly.

That was how we remained for the next few hours.

Later on that night, my family had all fallen asleep in the sleeping quarters. Except for Nani who I noticed was sitting and gazing out of the window. I knew it was her first time in space.

She looked across to me as I walked over to her.

"So," she smiled. "You come from here, huh?"

"Jajie, ih," I told her, climbing up beside her. "But long way from here. From Kweltikwan."

"I guess that makes you like Jumba then. What term do they use for your race?"

"Quana jes aliens," I told her. "Jumba species called 'Kweltikwanians'. Meega Kweltikwanian like him, though Stitch isa different and Stitch isa experiment."

"I see..." Nani looked intrigued. "What was Kweltikwan like?"

"Kinda like Earth," I responded. "Big. Flying cars. Naga humans. Lots of different aliens though mostly our kind."

"Did you see much of your home?"

I shook my head. "Naga. Stitch... had to be kept secret. Only saw bits."

She nodded and ruffled the fur on top of my head. "You know... for the longest time I never believed in aliens. I always thought they were those creepy Greys with those huge black eyes and slit noses. I would never have suspected you were an alien the first time I saw you at the pound."

I tilted my head at her.

"Though, your eyes set you apart from dogs I guess. You have alien eyes like them."

I just looked at her sadly. I had no idea how to respond to it. She sensed how I was feeling though.

"I don't mean that in a bad way, Stitch. You're unique and your eyes are the only indicator of something unusual. Well... with the exception of blue fur, of course," she smiled.

I just stared at her. "What... Naanee mean?"

She sighed slightly and went back to gazing out of the window. "I guess what I am saying is that... things are different when I look at you."

"Gaba?" I put a paw on her knee, causing her to look back at me.

"When I look at you... I see you. I never saw a dog. I always knew in the back of my mind that there was something else to you. Something more than basic intelligence. You're not just looking back at me but you're looking back at me and thinking - you have thoughts, feelings, emotions. Just like us. Your eyes spell that out."

"Naanee knew Stitch was alien?" I asked.

"Well. Yes and no. I didn't believe Lilo when she said you could talk, but I knew something was different about you that night I saw you at the fridge getting the soda. It was creepy how you kept looking at me. I thought you were going to attack me, honestly."

I thought back to that night. It was a long time ago. "Naga," I told her. "Just annoyed Naanee came into kitchen."

"Why?" she asked.

"Stitch was alien. Naanee nearly saw me."

She looked confused but then seemed to realise. "Oh."

I nodded. She continued.

"Your eyes are quite beautiful, Stitch."

"Really?" I smiled at her. She nodded.

I was touched. Nani could never know about my past. Ever.

"Dougabba, Naanee..." I told her, hugging her side. "So nice to Stitch. Make'a meega happy."

I could tell she was still feeling guilty from before, though she didn't say anything.

"You've done a lot for our family, Stitch. You brought Lilo back around. I was barely managing with her. You really do keep her going, you know?"

I nodded, recalling back to the times Lilo said she needed me. Nani ruffled my head.

"It's good you came to us, Stitch."

She smiled at me before she went back to window gazing again, so I jumped down and ventured out to the cockpit to see what was going on.

Space wasn't new to me. Going back into it wasn't anything exciting to me as I was from there. I could see Jumba's hulking frame in the left seat. Pleakley was sitting in a chair off to the side, head rested in his arm and sleeping. Jumba was awake as I could see him moving about. I walked over quietly and put a paw on his knee.

He jumped slightly. I realised then he hadn't been awake, but was also dozing and the ship was on autopilot. My mind must have been playing tricks on me.

"Stitch..." he said drowsily, and I climbed onto his lap and curled up. He stroked my back.

"Where are we?" I asked.

He pointed out the window to the earth. "That is Down-Under Land. Over there is Japan."

"Eegalagoo!" I responded, sitting up to look out. Earth amazed me. Depsite I'd seen it quite clearly when I'd crashed here 3 years ago, the sight never ceased to amaze me. It was an amazing planet. So crystal blue and clear.

All seemed peaceful from here. But I knew that wasn't the case.

Jumba tapped the side of my head and then pointed to the small monitor in the cockpit, prompting me to look. The storm had hit Kauai and a news report was showing the damage that had already occurred via a drone. Some buildings had been impacted by the winds but nothing seemed to have been knocked down. There was flooding. But that was all we could see so far. Jumba switched it off and sighed.

"Now that larger girl is aware of 621, she is going to be asking more. Promise me 626, you will not be saying anything. They cannot know about us and our past. If larger girl kicks us out of family, we will have nowhere. I am banished from Kweltikwan and you were exiled to Earth rather than asteroid."

"Naga telka," I responded. "Love o'hana. Stitch don't want to leave."

"Yes," he responded. "I do not want the past to catch up to us."

I shook my head.

"Stitch... naga monster. Naga nala..." I said against Jumba, holding onto his shirt.

I heard him let out a pained sigh. "I'm so sorry 626."

I hugged him. "As said. No hate."

"Good. Am very glad you do not hate me. Could not live with myself if you did."

How could I? Jumba had been there for me from the start. He'd created me and raised me. He was my father. No matter what he'd put me through or what I'd done because of him, I would always acknowledge that fact.

"Preecha."

He looked surprised. "Proud? Of me?"

"Ih. To be Stitch. To be Jumba's."

I could tell that hit him hard. His eyes narrowed slightly and he gazed out of the window at the blue planet. He said nothing though he did put his hand over me.

"Sleep, my little Stitch."

I smiled. I snuggled against him and drifted off.