I am back baby! I saw GOTG Vol.2 on opening night in IMAX and let me just say...as expensive as those tickets were, that was so fucking worth it. I might actually make this story rated M on later chapters, but for now, it's going to be rated T.

I yelped as I was tackled to the side to avoid being hit by a tentacle. I glanced up and saw Rocket hovering over me, giving me an unreadable expression before shaking his head quickly to snap out of it. Over the music playing in the background from Peter's mixtape Mr. Blue Sky, Rocket was scolding me as if I were some child. I could understand that he was probably worried, but I wasn't about to put up with his snarky attitude today considering I watched Groot all night and barely got a wink of sleep.

"I had him!" I argued.

"Oh! You had him?! Riiiiight! Looks like it after I just saved your ass, Quill!" Rocket retorted.

"I can look out for myself Rocket! What is your problem lately?!" I glared at him.

"You're so infuriating sometimes! Obviously you need my help or you'd be dead by now, sweetheart!" He said almost mockingly.

I felt my face heat up as I was hurt by his words, unknowing to what had Rocket so mad at me. I wanted nothing more than to make things right, but if he kept giving me sarcastic quips and insults it would be a long time coming before the two of us had a civil conversation again. Another minute passed by as the two of us argued relentlessly, and it wasn't long before Peter landed right in between us after being hit by the creature's tentacles.

"WOULD YOU TWO JUST MAKE UP ALREADY?! WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT HERE!" Peter snapped.

I blushed at Peter's comment but couldn't object before he flew off with his rocket boots and fought against the monster again. Rocket and I glanced at each other with flustered looks on our faces before we gave each other a small nod of a mutual agreement to fight later when our lives didn't depend on it. The beast we were battling was extremely difficult to fight even against all six of us, due to its skin being so thick despite it's squishy and slimy looking exterior. When I saw Drax willingly go into the monster's mouth and get eaten by him, I could feel my heart drop to my stomach as my breath hitched in panic and fear.

Why he thought that was a good idea is beyond me!

"WHY DID HE DO THAT?!" Peter yelled.

"He said nothing on the outside was hurting him, so he decided to go inside to hurt him!" Gamora blurted out.

"It's hard on the inside too! He won't be able to- -"

"I tried telling him that!" Gamora yelled at Peter worriedly.

"I am Groot?"

I looked down at my foot and saw Baby Groot tugging on my shoe lace. I sighed in frustration as I contemplated what to do, before I picked up Groot and set him on my shoulder.

"You shouldn't be here buddy." I lightly scolded him.

"I am Groot." He pouted.

"When you're bigger, then we'll talk about it." I chuckled. "Until then, be careful and hold onto me alright? I don't trust you by yourself right now."

Groot smirked and nodded as I switched the setting on my blasters, hoping the stun option would be able to delay the creature in front of us for only a few seconds. When I saw that it was consuming energy, I grew more anxious as I began to run towards it, ignoring the looks of worry on Peter and Gamora's faces. I switched the setting to stun, knowing that Rocket's fairly recent upgrade on my blasters would give it an extra kick. If the creature wasn't affected by the blast, it would surely lure him over to me at least and away from the batteries we were hired to protect. I quickly shot at it, hearing Groot's pixie like laughter in my ear as I hit the monster square in the face. The creature seized its movements for a minute as it was momentarily paralyzed by my blasters miraculously. I then jumped forward, aiming for its neck as I quickly changed the setting to the image with the skull and crossbones on both of my blasters. I hadn't dared to use it before because Rocket would always say it was for emergencies, and in this case it was. I was determined to get Drax out of the creature's stomach at all costs before he got digested in its stomach. Peter quickly caught on to my plan, and hurriedly shouted at Rocket to get the monster to look up before it unfroze. Rocket quickly complied, flying above the creature and shooting at it despite knowing it wouldn't hurt the monster.

"STELLAR GO!" Rocket yelled.

I screamed as I finally pulled the trigger, two giant and lethal lasers beaming out of my guns. It was almost as solid and deadly as what Peter referred to as a 'light saber' from those Star Wars films we'd watched together once. I quickly swung my arms down as the beams connected with its neck, and I was gliding down from its neck and all the way down to its stomach. I fell to the ground after the lasers disappeared from my blasters, indicating that I used up the energy in both guns. I hit my back hard and winced from the pain that shot through my body after landing on the ground.

"Did I get it?" I groaned weakly.

Gamora and the others approached after the monster fell to the ground and stared at us with its now lifeless eyes that indicated its passing.

"Yes. You were successful." Gamora smiled.

Groot let go of my shoulder but climbed on top of me before peering down at me with a worried expression.

"I am Groot." He muttered.

"What the hell were you thinking letting Groot hang onto you like that?!" Rocket growled.

I groaned in pain as I sat up, putting Groot on my shoulder again as Gamora offered her hand to help me stand up.

"I'm fine too, thanks for asking." I breathed out.

Rocket couldn't argue before Drax came spilling out of the creature's sliced belly, looking victorious as he hollered and raised his arms about with his weapons still in hand.

"I did it! I singlehandedly killed the creature from the inside HA HA!" Drax cheered.

Um...sure...we'll let him have this moment.

I put away my blasters, closely observing Peter put back the batteries we were hired to protect from this creature.

"Hey Peter?" I called out.

Peter turned around and paused in his step as everyone moved forward in a more relaxed and tired manner, ready to collect our reward and get the heck out of here.

"What's up?" Peter asked.

Peter inspected me for wounds, but when he found nothing visible, his shoulders slumped as he began to relax.

"I'm just...I'm feeling really tired. Do you mind if I sit this out? You guys can go get Nebula while I wait on the Milano." I mumbled.

"Yeah, sure. Everything okay?" Peter glanced at me concern again.

"It's just the week catching up to me. I'll be fine." I held back a yawn. "You don't think the High Priestess lady will be mad at me if I don't show up do you?"

"I'm sure she'll get over it. Go get changed, relax, and catch a few Z's. We'll be back before you know it." Peter smiled.

After Peter had left, I started making my way to the Milano, making sure to take Groot along with me as I went. I paused in my footsteps when I saw Rocket moving slowly behind me out of the corner of my eye. I turned around, and immediately noticed the sheepish look on Rocket's face as he looked like a kid that got caught doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing. I folded my arms and gave him a look of suspicion as I raised an eyebrow.

"What were you just doing?" I asked.

"Oh nothing...just walking...behind you." Rocket replied slowly.

"Uh huh..." I pursed my lips.

"Have I ever told you how georgous you looked with your hair down, cupcake?" Rocket smiled flirtatiously.

At this, I felt myself blushing from his compliment, wondering what had gotten into him lately. For the past few months, Rocket had been determined to stay away from me, and was teasing me relentlessly, more so than usual. I wanted to know what had caused the sudden change in his behavior, especially since I thought we had grown incredibly close after our battle with Ronan. It seemed like Rocket wanted to push me away, and I was desperate to know why. Whenever I outright confronted him, Rocket would say something he knew would offend me and the two of us would argue, as Rocket knew I'd probably forget about it. Or he'd distract me with flirtatious comments that he knew would make me beyond flustered that I was left speechless. I stammered as I tried to find words, and Rocket merely laughed at my reaction before walking ahead of me to join the others. I sighed in frustration before I began to walk forward and follow Rocket, dropping the subject for now.

I stayed behind at the Milano and kept a watchful eye on Baby Groot as he ate little pieces of candy several feet away from me. I felt faint and tired, and not wanting to look so weak in front of the others, including the High Priestess that hired us, was why I voluntarily stayed in the Milano. Baby Groot stopped eating his candy and stood up before walking over to me and climbing up my leg until he was seated on my thigh.

"I am Groot?" He stared up at me with wide eyes.

"What?" I blinked tiredly. "I'm fine...just really exhausted."

Baby Groot poked at my side, causing me to yelp and hiss in pain.

"I am Groot." Groot pouted.

I grew alarmed when I started to take off my top, looking down to my waist to reveal a dark bruise with a long cut right next to it.

"Shit." I hissed quietly. "Look...Groot...don't tell anyone about this okay? I'll be fine. I just...it needs time to heal."

Baby Groot gave me a sad look before he held out a piece of candy, hoping it would help me feel better. At Groot's gesture, I smiled warmly and accepted the piece of candy annd popped it into my mouth before going to attend to my wounds. I worked quickly and finished cleaning and bandaging my wounds before the others would return, before I put on a fresh tank-top and laid back in my spot. Groot climbed up my arm this time, going on my chest before he curled up and laid right on my breasts. I blushed and went to move Groot until he yawned almost adorably and smiled as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"You've gotta stop sleeping there, buddy." I muttered weakly.

I sighed in defeat before grabbing one of Peter's old sweatshirts and putting it on before I zipped it up until it was up to Groot's chin to cover most of his body much like a sleeping bag as Peter would refer it as. I hummed quietly and slowly ran my fingertips on Groot's tiny head, helping him fall deeper into sleep. It wasn't long before the others returned to the ship with almost grim looks on their faces.

"Man was that lady a conceited douchebag." Rocket grumbled.

"Who?" I asked.

"The High Priestess, looking down at us like we're below dirt." Rocket folded his arms in a huff.

"Whatever, we got Nebula and the job is done so let's get the hell out of here." Peter sighed.

"Yeah! Let's go collect that bounty on Xandar!" Rocket smirked.

"You guys actually got her?" My eyes widened in surprise.

"Yup. All chained up down below us." Peter nodded in confirmation.

Rocket paused and glanced down at my chest, his eyes widening slightly as his pupils dilated a bit.

"You alright?" I gave him a worried look.

"Why's Groot sleeping on your tits again?" Rocket barely muttered.

Peter whirled around, glaring at Rocket for his comment before he bent down to smack him upside the head.

"Dude. That's my sister. How many times do we have to go through this?" Peter snapped.

"It's not my fault she has giant balloon tits!" Rocket pouted.

Drax then stared at my chest and while I was mostly covered up by Groot and the sweatshirt I was wearing, still felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I do not understand. Her breasts are not made of the material found in balloons. They are quite large though." Drax commented.

I blinked away tears as I stood up, holding onto Groot carefully before storming off.

"You should all be ashamed of yourselves." Gamora glared at her comrades.

I managed to get to my bunk and shook my head as I tried to will away my tears.

"Stellar. Do not be shameful of your body. You're beautiful. They're just idiotic men."

I glanced up at Gamora and gave her a small smile.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't...I don't know why I let their comments get to me sometimes." I sighed. "I'm already self conscious about not understanding social cues...I'm just...do I really look that weird?"

"Ignore Rocket. He's just very impulsive and lacks a filter." Gamora put her hand on my knee in comfort.

"A filter?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"He's rash and says what's on his mind, even though it can be extremely inappropriate." Gamora clarified.

"Oh okay." I nodded in understanding. "That's very accurate to say about him."

Gamora and I shared a laugh before Gamora reached over and wiped a tear off of my cheek with her thumb.

"Hey Gamora...it's been bugging me for a while but..."

I shifted on the cot, averting my gaze from Gamora as I blushed.

"What is it? You can tell me." Gamora assured me.

"Would we be considered sisters? I know that you're referred to as a daughter of Thanos, even though he's not your biological father...but he's my biological father...I know it's random to ask, but..." I stammered.

At this question, Gamora tensed up and gave me a saddened look.

"Thanos is not my father. He took my family away from me..." Gamora muttered lowly.

I frowned and made to apologize, before Gamora held up her hand to stop me.

"Don't. I would be happy to consider you my sister regardless." Gamora gave me a genuine smile.

"Really? I would like that a lot. Not that I dislike having Peter as a sibling..." I smiled timidly.

"It's fine, Stellar." Gamora chuckled. "You just need a female companion, and I understand your frustrations. I'd have lost my mind by now if it weren't for you being here." She admitted.

I nodded in understanding and failed to hold back my smile. I glanced down at Groot zipped up against my chest and noticed he was now awake.

"I'm sorry buddy." I blushed.

"I am Groot." He smiled.

I unzipped the sweatshirt, allowing Groot to get down before he went to leave after getting permission from Gamora and I. Eventually, I found the courage to get up and follow Gamora and Groot back over to the cockpit with the others.

"Rocket. Is there something you'd like to say?" Peter gave him a warning glare.

Peter sat in the pilot seat, while Rocket sat beside him in the co-pilot seat before flying the Milano until we were gone. I made to sit down in another seat to the side and grabbed a piece of candy before eating it. I could see Rocket gazing at me with an unreadable expression again, before it shifted into a more nervous look.

"I'm...sorry? I guess?" Rocket glanced back at Peter.

"What for?" Peter frowned.

"What?! All I said was that she had giant balloon tits! Who says that's an insult?!" Rocket whined.

I bit my bottom lip and breathed deeply in an attempt to calm myself.

He's just...lashing out. But why? Why is he so determined to stay away from me? I just...I want to be his friend again...

Before Peter could yell at Rocket again, I merely stopped Peter by raising my hand to shush him.

"It's fine Peter. Rocket lacks a filter." I pursed my lips.

At this comment, I could see Gamora smirking out of the corner of my eye.

"Whoa, whoa. What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Rocket narrowed his eyes at me.

"Well since you're such a genius, it shouldn't be hard to figure out." I replied sarcastically. "If you've got nothing nice to say to me, don't waste your breath. You've been so mean lately and I don't know why. Either way, I'm done putting up with it."

Everyone fell silent at this, looking surprised that I was confronting Rocket in front of everyone after so many weeks of skirting around each other and bickering almost constantly.

"Is that right, sweetheart?" Rocket smirked deviously.

I felt my face heat up at the heated gaze Rocket was sending me and could feel those butterflies in my stomach swarming like never before. It was almost uncomfortable as I shifted on my seat to try to get rid of the tingling sensation between my legs.

How does he make me feel this way? What am I feeling anyway?

"Y- -yeah. You heard me." I stuttered.

"You don't sound so sure there." Rocket let out a chuckle.

"I'm not joking!" I said more confidently. "I've been trying to figure out why the hell you're acting like such an asshole when I've done nothing wrong! You just keep trying to provoke me into an argument and for what reason I do not know!"

At this, Rocket's smirk faded away quickly before he turned back around in his seat. Our argument was cut short when Peter suddenly perked up and grew more alert as he glanced down at the monitor in front of him.

"This is weird, we have an entire Sovereign fleet approaching from the rear." Peter muttered.

"Why would they do that?" Gamora folded her arms.

"Probably because Rocket stole some of their batteries." Drax joined in.

"DUDE!" Rocket glared at his teammate.

"Right...he didn't steal some of those. I don't know why they're after us. What a mystery this is." Drax awkwardly said.

"What were you thinking?!" Peter snapped.

"Oh come on! They were easy to steal!" Rocket whined.

"And that's your defense?" Gamora grumbled.

"Oh you saw how that High Priestess was treating us! I'm just teaching her a lesson!"

"Oh yeah! I didn't realize you were into altruism, it's a shame that the sovereign are mistaking your intentions and are trying to kill us." Peter nearly rolled his eyes.

"Exactly!" Rocket smirked.

"I was being sarcastic!" Peter scoffed.

"Oh no! You're supposed to use a sarcastic voice! Now you're just making me look foolish!" Rocket shouted humorously.

I tried focusing on my breathing, trying not to panic as the Milano shook every few seconds from each hit it was taking. I stood up from my seat when nearly felt my heart skip a beat once Peter had flown into an asteroid field. Back and forth, Rocket and Peter were fighting over the controls for steering the spaceship, and I could feel myself getting sick from all the jerky movement. I noticed Drax go down the stairs and realized what he was about to do after the opening to the ship was blown off. I found Groot nearly flying out of his seat and quickly made a jump to grab him before he got hurt. We thought the worst was over as Drax destroyed the last ship behind us, but wasn't it wasn't long before the Milano was then completely surrounded by fifty ships.

"Oh my god." I barely muttered.

So this is how I die...by a fleet of ships from the Soveriegn because Rocket stole some fucking batteries.

Groot looked almost fearful as he gazed up at me and held onto me for dear life. I could barely form a sentence before the Milano finally made it to an uninhabited planet nearby that had breathable air for an emergency crash landing. I noticed from a video feed from the monitor that Drax was still back there barely hanging onto a thread and failed to hold back a gasp.

"He's still back there?!" I nearly shouted.

"Let's go!" Gamora told me.

I placed Groot down onto a seat nearby before quickly following Gamora, who had made it just in time before she caught Drax by the cable. Before she could fly out of the back of the ship herself while holding onto Drax, I quickly dashed forward and grabbed Gamora's wrist before bracing myself and getting a good grip on something sturdy nearby. When the ship jolted and skid to a stop, that was when something hit my head roughly enough that I fell to the floor and saw stars. I could hear Gamora's shouts of worry as I blacked out briefly and felt her put my head on her lap as she let go of the cable attached to Drax.

"Stellar! Look at me!"

I blinked slowly before seeing Gamora looking down at me with concern, my vision becoming clear within seconds.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Gamora questioned me.

I looked up at Gamora's hand and saw three fingers.

"Three." I finally spoke up. "Is Drax okay?"

"Yeah. He's fine." Gamora sighed in relief.

Gamora helped me to stand up and I sat down in the dirt as I tried to catch my breath. The Milano was basically a wreck from my point of view, and I was worried at how long it would be until people showed up to kill us. Either way, I was tired, injured, and wanted to go beat the shit out of something but knew that it was just my exhaustion and the past week that were finally getting to me. Rocket doing something this reckless was practically the icing on the cake as Peter liked to say. It took a few minutes before Peter and Rocket were out of the ship along with Nebula. We were all assessing the damage to the ship and I took that time to go because I didn't want to yell at anyone when Gamora would more than likely be doing that instead. So, I simply chose a spot to get comfortable on before closing my eyes after taking in the scenery, knowing it would be quite some time before we would be getting out of here.

Well that was fun to write! I'm sorry if I got any of the movie dialogue wrong, I'm literally going off by memory until I get access to the movie script online somewhere. Anyway, let me know what you thought of the first chapter! I can't wait to continue!

-bellas2silly