Title: Model Citizen
Series: Unusual Connections
Pairing: FfA #1033 Gunn/Cobra Bubbles (Lilo & Stitch)
A/N: This was originally in Winter Tidings, but the mongoose bit, and poof it got it's own little story.
"Are you a model citizen, yet?" A deep booming voice came from behind him, nearly causing Charles Gunn to jump nearly a foot in the air. He turned to face a man he hadn't seen in nearly seven years. The last time he'd set eyes on this man had been right after he and Alonna had run away from their second foster home.
"Your knuckles still say 'Cobra'?" Gunn grinned.
"Of course. That's my name isn't it?"
"Cobra Bubbles, haven't seen you in a while."
"Not since you and your sister managed to fall between the cracks." Cobra lowered his sunglasses. "And I like to have everything accounted for."
"You never answered my question." Cobra sat down in the chair beside Gunn's hospital bed.
"I've got a gut wound and you're asking me if I'm a model citizen?"
"You've also been in a coma for six months. A whole year went by, Charles." Cobra laced his fingers together. "Where's Alonna, Charles?"
"She- she died, about four years ago." Gunn said stiffly. "Guess that make it five years."
"What have you been doing with yourself, besides working for an evil law firm?"
"Have you been acting like a model citizen?"
"Helped the helpless at one time. Tried to do that again."
"Heard about the senator." Cobra said casually.
"And here I thought this was just a good old fashion 'check on my former charge' visit." Gunn muttered. "Didn't know it was a 'beat the boy in a coma till he confesses'."
"It's not. And I'm still a caseworker." Cobra leaned back.
Charles Gunn was not the same scared teenager he remembered meeting nearly ten years ago. Alonna was dead, he'd admitted that. Cobra had always felt that they should have been the kids he was focusing on, the kids who could easily slip through the cracks.
"The doctors say you need a warm climate for your rehabilitation."
"L.A.'s pretty warm."
"I'm stationed in Hawaii. There's a charge I have there. This time of year, family's pretty important."
"Have you ever heard of the word 'Ohana'?"
"Can't say I did."
"Well, Charles it's like this. Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten." Cobra Bubbles sighed. "I feel I've left you behind for far too long."
He handed Gunn a small photograph of himself, some strange looking creatures and two young Hawaiian girls. They looked like a family, like his at the Hyperion back in the early days.
"These two girls could use someone like you in their lives." Cobra gave him a brief smile. "They could use a big brother."
"I-" Gunn tried to hand the picture back. He'd failed Alonna, and then Fred. He couldn't do anything for those girls. He was better off staying out of their lives.
"Keep it. My number's on the back. I'll be staying in town for a few days." Cobra stood by the door. "If you don't do it for yourself, do it for them. Alonna would want you to do it."