Kept you waiting huh? Haha Hi everyone, Mr.E here. Surprised I've been gone so long. I really didn't mean to be gone so long but you know things happen. Don't worry I've been good just busy and having a lot more responsibilities. Umm basically I haven't written a real proper story in quite a while and this one might be a little off but I did the best I could.

It was hard for me to write because I was actually pretty unhappy with season 3 and 4 for Star. Specifically I thought they really messed with Star and Marco's character like bad. Like they changed it to create unneeded tense. Like I think Tomstar was cute and a solid ship. Wasn't sure about how they just got together and I honestly think it could've worked better with Tom and Star slowly becoming friends, flirting and still having that romantic tension and it would've been funny to see Tom and Marco try to compete who could can hold Star's attention or make her blush more. But it is what it is and I still love me my starco but because I was unhappy with these last two season, it really hit my drive to write and then I hadn't done it so long that my skill and instincts got really out of sync but I'm here, I will try to be be more consistent with my writing and we'll see how long this last. If I ever actually retire, I will give you all an official notice because I feel you all deserve that for giving so much support all these years. Thank you so much. You all taught me I could really write and have an audience. Even with terribly proofread stories haha.

So the AU today us a birthday gift I owed someone. A year late but still! So this is a Sherlock AU specifically based on the guy Ritchie movies because I feel they have the best combination of action and mystery which makes it a lot easier to write. If you don't know what I'm talking about, it is the movie where Robert "I am Iron Man" Downey Jr. played Sherlock but my version leans more towards the books. For some reason a lot of modern media portrays Sherlock as this real jerk and he's not that bad believe it or not. He's actually more like trickster and makes fun of people in a less malicious way and really loves pranking and messing with people.

So in this au, Marco (Our Sherlock) has been called in to investigate a seemingly routine crime scene but when Janna (Watson) suggests there might be more to it, he knows he'll have to seek Star (Irene Alder in this version) and he's not sure how to feel about it.

The setting is like 1890s. so old school. Echo Creek is basically Old London.

Story warnings! The scene involves a 'suicide' but it's not very graphic or anything of the sort but I did want to warn people that word was going to get thrown around. There is also some cussing and our characters are roughly mid-20s. A bit more mature but not that much.

That's it for me. Hopefully I'll be back soon with a new story. Not sure which yet but I am probably going to finish up some birthday gifts I owe so it'll probably be either a nova story for deth or pirates 3: the pirating for Spatz. Maybe an official solo homecoming story because that was so much fun to come with including maybe into the spiderverse crossover *cough cough* I might come back to this later because it was fun but we'll see. Have a great week everyone! let me know what you think and I'll see you soon!

A thin misty veil of fog blanketed the city of Echo Creek as the frosty winter air kept most of its residents within the cozy confines of their homes. Only the unfortunate and determined would dare to brave such a chilly morning.

"What kind mad loon commits crimes during the winter?" Janna asked with a hint of annoyance, tucking her uncovered fingers within her gloved palms "And in the morning no less! It's been scientifically proven that the winter mornings are psychologically bull."

"And I suppose your source for this scientific research is the University Of Janna says?" Marco replied sarcastically.

"We both know I'm not going to answer that."

"You know when I told you the Yard called that they had found a body this morning and that they requested my..."

"Our" Janna corrected, rubbing her hands for warmth.

"...our services, it was greatly implied they meant right away. Hence the whole walking towards the crime scene now. Why on earth did you cut off the tips of your gloves if you knew it was going to be cold out?"

Janna scratched her chin thoughtfully for a moment "I like being fashionable and let me tell you fingerless gloves are going to be huge. Wait and see."

"I'll take being warm over being fashionable"

Janna scoffed with a roll of her eyes "And that's why you're boring safe kid."

The pair's footsteps echoed dully against the thick foggy air with towering, massive warehouses on one side and the murky ocean on the other.

Marco was sensibly dressed for the weather: A large thick travel coat hung over his frame with his finely pressed black dress pants and slightly muddied loafers scraping across the ground with his white collared shirt tucked underneath the layers.

Janna was not as prepared as her partner: Though a green scarf was wrapped snugly around her neck to keep it warm, her dark blue dress jacket, green blouse and knee length yellow skirt did not help. The black 'fingerless' gloves were equally ineffective for warmth and her dirtied, frayed riding boots thudded loudly against the cobbled streets. And in true Janna fashion, the cap she had stole from an unsuspecting paper boy sat unevenly on her head.

"So what are we looking today?" Janna asked quizzically, unable to handle the silence for another moment.

"Someone jumped from their office building." Marco answered matter of fact.

"Uggggggggh then why are we here?!"

"We both know the police have less than an unbiased eye for these types of matters. I simply wanted to confirm their claims."

"And you couldn't do it by yourself? I could be wrapped up nice and snug as bug in my bed right now.'

"Shouldn't you be studying for your final exam?"

Janna fidgeted nervously "I...well it's on the 5th so I have time."

Marco's stare was completely deadpanned "Today's the 3rd Janna"

"Ah shit."

Marco shook his head tiredly as the pair reached their destination.

It was a secluded building surrounded by thick, lofty brick walls clearly meant to keep people out, the floor was muddy from the moist ocean air with the squish of dozens of police boots bustling this way and that filling the air. In the center, surrounded by cracked wood and shattered glass was a man, arms outstretched and unmoving, the earth underneath soaked a dark red.

"I suppose that's our bloke huh?" Janna chimed "Rather peaceful scene. Was expecting more gore, more grisly. Nice change of pace speaking honestly."'

"I just cleaned these loafers" Marco whined quietly, trying to shake the mud from his feet.

"Oi!" a nearby police officer shouted "Show some respect for the dead!"

"I do!" Janna shot back "Especially more so than you fine folks. Messed up any more crime scenes McNab?"

The officer shifted uneasily before quickly making his escape.

"Mhm, that's what I thought"

"Janna, stop picking on the police."

"I will if you don't."

The two chuckled softly as a familiar person approached.

"Marco!" Detective Ferguson yelled with unrestrained glee "JANNA BANANA!"

"Don't call me that" Janna murmured.

"I'm glad ya'll had the time to come down here though I'm afraid it might be for nothing."

"Always happy to help you Ferg." Marco shook his best friend's hand "More so than the other yard's detectives."

"I'll count myself lucky and show you to the vic."

The trio trudged through the thick mud over to the lifeless corpse laid across the random debris.

"What happened?"

"Well" Ferguson scratched his neck "Some random bloke on the street saw the guy laying here and figured he was drunk. Called us right away. His name is Andrew Willingham. Accountant that works for building we are currently standing in front of. We don't have much to go on given that we haven't been here long. So far we gathered he tossed himself out the 5th story window. Must've been stress or something."

Marco pursed his lips, his instincts screaming at him that there was more here than seemed.

"Mind if I check the body?" Janna piped up.

"Got your medical license yet?" Ferguson cheekily responded.

"My test is in two days…." Janna mumbled darkly.

"Then officially you know I'm not allowed. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go for a walk. A loooooong walk." and with a wink, Ferguson strolled away, whistling unusually loud.

Janna and Marco sighed in unison.

"Could he be any more obvious?"

"Of course he could, he's Ferguson."

"What do you think?" Janna muttered softly as she began to circle the corpse carefully.

Marco stretched his arms towards the sky, mumbling under his breath "I suspect foul play. I've been investigating this company. There's been some known associates of various crime lords visiting this location lately."

"Fuuuuuuuuun and already proven correct. Ugh, it's so annoying."

Marco watched the scattered police cautiously "What is it?"

"Bruises on the knuckles." Janna cracked her neck "So unless he's a bare knuckle boxer…."

"Impossible. With his build, he'd lose. Consistently"

Janna rolled her eyes "Obviously captain. Probably was assaulted before thrown out the window. Fought back but lost." Janna frowned at the body "Well clearly."

Marco opened his mouth to respond when another, unfriendly voice cut in

"What are you two doing?"

A random officer approached the two, eyes narrowed in suspicious irritation.

"Hello officer!" Marco gave a cheerful wave "I am sure you know who we are. I am Mr. Diaz and this is…."

"Like you said, I know." The officer gritted his teeth "And I am afraid civilians aren't allowed in crime scenes."

"Detective Ferguson..."

"Is not here" The officer crossed his arm threateningly "And when he comes back, I'll be happy to let him know where you've gone."

"Oi! What's going on here?"

The trio's attention snapped towards Ferguson madly rushing their way.

"What seems to be the.." Ferguson huffed, his breathing heavy as he doubled over "Oh boy. That….mud...very hard to walk across…."

"Detective" The officer started "I know Mr. Diaz is a friend but regulations..."

Marco gave a loud sneeze, causing the two officers to jump in surprise.

"I am very sorry I..." Marco let loose another sneeze "Oh, I guess I'm allergic to something here."

"You have allergies?" Ferguson asked quizzically.

Marco nodded before sneezing once more "I...I think I should go."

"Okaaaaay" Ferguson nodded slowly "I hope you feel better? I'll let you know if we find anything else out."

Marco wiped at his nose with his coat sleeve "Thank you Ferg. Janna?"

Janna snapped to attention mockingly "Coming boss man!"

Marco ignored the glare of the peeved officer as he and Janna made their way out of the murky courtyard.

The pair walked in a careful silence until they were sure the police were out of earshot.

"What did you find?" Marco asked nonchalantly.

Janna reached into her pocket and brought out an elegant pin: It was a beautiful, well crafted butterfly shaped pin inlaid with varying shades of blue gems.

"A blue butterfly pin. Fine piece of jewelry, worth a pretty pound." Janna answered with a hint of boredom "It was tucked inside his jacket pocket. Good call on checking his clothing. Should we tell the bobbies?"

Marco shook his head "No. I'm afraid this is beyond their reach. I think the man that called it in was involved somehow though I doubt he was the murderer."

A brief tense silence.

"Do you think she's involved? It's not really her cup of tea offing random, supposed criminal accountants."

Marco bit his cheek anxiously "No. I don't think she murdered him but I believe he knew her. I suspect he's part of the same organization as Star. The pin is most likely a subtle way for the members to reveal their identities to one another in public. I've seen this pin on her person and its general shape and color seems to indicate it was custom made."

Janna let out a sigh of relief "Oh thank the queen. Not going lie, I was going to be very disappointed in her if she started offing random blokes." Janna paused "I mean innocent blokes. Well...presumably innocent blokes. Seriously, can you figure out if he's a crook or not? I don't like feeling conflicted. Morality is annoying."

"We need to find her."

"Because you want to see her ooooor she's a target?"

Marco coughed, tugging at his collar nervously.

Janna snickered "You could've just said both. Both is good. I miss her too."

"I do not miss her" Marco firmly growled.

"And how bout those pictures of her you have hanging on the wall? Oh I'm sorry, your case board."

"You never know when the police...might want to reexamine her case and….I just wanted to be prepared. She is a rather tricky criminal."

"Mhm" Janna smirked mischievously "You know where she is, don't you?"

Marco flushed a bright red, coughing coolly "No….but I know where she will be."

"Awesome!" Jana beamed cheerfully.

"Oh bloody hell" Janna pouted, openly glaring at the rundown state of pub that towered before them "You couldn't have told me we were coming to this shitehole? I lost money here. Repeatedly."

Marco ignored his partner's whining "Perhaps you should stop gambling on games of chance."

"Perhaps you should mind your own business." Janna huffed "Ugh, are you sure she's here? Maybe she's round at the nice corner store. I should go check it..."

Janna frowned as Marco held the back of her coat tightly.

"Fine fine safe kid but I want the record to show I protest this whole adventure."

"Mhm"

"I mean it Marco. I want a voucher" Janna gestured threateningly as the duo began making their way towards the building "One adventure where I get to stay home and do nothing."

"Let's get this over with Janna. You have a test to study for."

"Oh shut up" Janna snarled, angrily pulling the bar door open.

The detectives flinched as the silence of night was broken: Cheers of triumphant joy and sorrowful cries filled the air. The smell of cheap alcohol and thick smoke wafted all around them as an unbearable heat engulfed the pair.

"Open a damn window!" Janna shouted into the crowd, waving the smoke away from her face.

"Go outside if you don't like it." A cigar smoking patron answered from a nearby table.

Janna shook her head "That's going kill you. Painfully."

The patron made an obscene gesture before returning to his drink.

Janna growled furiously, clenching her fist in righteous fury.

"Janna" Marco stepped between his friend and her victim "Janna, he's drunk. He's not worth it."

She gritted her teeth "Just once. Just once and I'll be good."

"Janna, we're here on a mission."

"You suck" Janna grumbled, adjusting the cap on her head "I need a drink…."

And with a sudden turn, Janna stomped her way over to a waiting bartender.

"Don't forget why we're here!" Marco yelled after only to have his partner respond with a lazy wave.

Marco sighed tiredly, his gaze searching for the elusive trickster Star among the drunken patrons.

No, not Star. Don't use her name. If he uses her name, that humanizes her and he was here on a case. He was not here to see her. He was here to question a suspect and nothing more. Not at all. Nothing beyond that. Why was his heart racing? There was no need to be nervous. None whatsoever. It was just….Star. Her.

Marco jumped at the soft tap of his shoulder. He whirled around with his fist closed, his stance guarded from the interruption of his thoughts.

He was expecting some sort of muscular goon or drunk trying to stir up trouble. What he found was a barmaid with a tray in one hand and a smug knowing grin on her lips.

"Looking for a fight darling?" She teased.

Marco flushed, dropping his hands to his sides "N-no. Sorry, I was..distracted. "

"I bet" she gave a flirty wink "Can I get you anything?"

Marco narrowed his eyes "No though I suspect you have for me."

The barmaid's grin widened as her voice dropped to a whisper "She's waiting for you. Upstairs in the office. It's the room just above the bar love."

Before Marco could ask any further questions, the barmaid gave a cheeky grin and giggled joyfully before vanishing into a thick crowd of customers.

"Of course…."

Marco took a deep breath, his nerves further frayed and on edge as he stood on the second floor landing. The rowdy shouts and cries of the bar below could be scarcely heard over the thundering of his footsteps in his ears, each step he took brought him closer to the office door across the way. Marco noticed Janna giving a hearty laugh at the counter, playfully nudging a sailor before making her way towards card game in the back.

Marco felt oddly exposed making his way across the second floor. He told himself it was due to being in such a vulnerable location: Everyone below had an excellent unobstructed line of sight to the detective with little to no cover if someone decided to take a shot at him even though none had any reason to suspect who he was.

Of course that's only what he thought. With each step his heart raced more, the idea of seeing Star tugged at his heartstrings and morals.

Marco gulped anxiously, gently running his fingers across the weathered, ancient door that separated the outlaw and himself.

He took a deep breath, gripping the doorknob firmly for a moment….two….three before he steeled his nerves and quietly pushed open the door in hopes of catching Star unaware.

"My heart is pierced by cupid"

Marco flushed, pausing as Star's voice caught him off guard instead. It was sweet and soft with a gentleness she hardly spoke with.

"I disdain all glittering gold"

The floor creaked under her steps, back and forth in time almost as if she was dancing with someone but he could hear no other person in the room and Star never sang while there was an audience.

"There is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold."

Marco knew there was no point in waiting. Either she had taken a moment to relax before his arrival or, more likely, knew he was listening. He entered the room, eyes downcast as to avoid Star's Cheshire gaze. He closed the door behind him with a subdued thud.

"Okay" Marco thought to himself "Let's get this over with"

Marco's cheeks burned a bright red as he slowly took in the sight of Star.

She was as beautiful as the last time she escaped from him: Her long blonde hair tied in a braid slung over her shoulder with various colored flowers weaved within. She wore a brown long sleeved blouse with matching fingerless gloves holding tightly onto some invisible partner. Her skirt was not the current bell shaped dresses most woman preferred nowadays but rather a slim, knee length skirt that seemed rather practical. And of course, in true Star fashion, weathered yet well kept riding boots completed the outfit.

Her blue irises were hidden behind her closed eyes, her body swaying back and forth to some unheard music. She hummed softly, a melodic sound Marco could've listened all day if he were a weaker willed man.

He coughed hesitantly.

Star's eyes slowly opened, blue meeting brown as a soft warm smile danced on her lips.

"Good evening my sailor bold." She spoke sweetly "Which storm are you chasing today?"

Marco stayed still, ignoring Star gestures to sit.

"This isn't a social visit Star." Marco struggled to keep his voice neutral.

"It never is" Star responded sarcastically "Always business with you. Why can't you ever come just to see me?"

"If you found a permanent residence I'd visit more often. I think the local jail is very lovely. Perfect for you."

Star chuckled, an intoxicating sound to his ears.

"How's our Janna? I heard she's been going on the straight and narrow now."

"Good" Marco played with a random globe on Star's desk "She's almost a real doctor now. Her medical exam is in two days. I think she'll pass with flying colors but don't tell her that. Pride is quite the sin."

Star beamed proudly "I am so happy for her. Please pass along my congratulations, will you sweetie?"

Marco answered by clearing his throat.

"Marco, Marco, Marco" Star sighed tiredly "Enough flirting. Why are you here?"

Marco strolled across the room, glancing at everything that wasn't Star.

"Andrew Willingham. You know him."

It wasn't a question.

Star's grin faltered for a moment "He's dead isn't he?"

"Jumped out of a building this morning."

Star scoffed "Like you really believe that."

"We both know I wouldn't be here if I did."

Marco made his way to the window, staring at the busy street below.

"And what?" Star put her hands on her hips "You think I killed him? For shaaaaame Marco. You know me better than that. Or at least I thought you did."

Marco rolled his eyes "I don't think you killed him but I believe the murderer is coming for you next."

Star looked unconvinced "I run with a very secretive and, frankly, shadowy organization love. I haven't done anything..." Star pursed her lips "Lately to anyone. Who would want to kill me?"

"How many of you are in town?"

Star scratched her chin thoughtfully "If Andy's dead, then just me but that hardly seems like any sort of proof that I'm in.…."

Creak.

The roof groaned unhappily as bits of dust fell from the ceiling, the building shudder slightly while the wind howled outside.

Marco and Star stared at one another in understanding.

Star moaned unhappily "That's not the building settling, is it?"

Marco shook his head.

Star glared openly at the detective "I hate it when you're right."

Silence.

CRACK!

The window shattered, glass scattering everywhere as a dark robed figure sailed into the room, knife drawn. He lunged directly at Star, his blade glimmering in the soft light of the room.

But his attack struck air as Marco pulled Star closer, wrapping her in a protective embrace.

"Woooow, we are bold today aren't we Mr. Diaz?" Star teased.

"Not now Star!" Marco shot back, cheeks tinged pink.

The assassin skidded the across the floor, gracefully raising to his feet before pivoting on and charging at his targets.

Star slipped her hand into Marco's, trying to ignore her skipping heartbeat when Marco firmly held her waist.

The assassin slashed wildly, striking with a finesse only a master of their craft could muster.

The assailant's single minded pursuit was mired with confusion as the two did not assume any defensive stances to fight off his assault but rather began swaying back and forth, their feet gliding effortlessly across the aged wooden floor as if in a dance.

He thrust forward, tumbling forward when Marco spun Star, gracefully twirling the thief out of harms way. The assassin whirled around, attempting to slash the detective but Marco dipped his partner and as Star fell backwards in Marco's arms, her leg shot up and caught the assassin in the stomach, sending him stumbling backwards.

"This reminds of Paris." Star grinned slyly as Marco brought her back to her feet

"You and I remember Paris quite differently Star." Marco shot back, spinning her away from their foe's lunge.

The assassin roared with a savage fury and plunged his blade towards the couple but with a gentle shove, Star broke away from Marco, dropping into a respectful bow before glancing upwards towards the detective.

"Could you…?" Star gestured towards the assassin.

"Right." Marco awkwardly nodded in agreement before giving Star a steely glare "Don't go anywhere."

Star gives a cheeky grin "Would've dream of it love."

Marco rushes forward, grabbing the assassin's shoulder but before he could react, the assassin lashed out, elbowing the unprepared Marco.

Marco staggers to the side, narrowly avoiding the blade as it scrapes across the wall. Marco jabs at the assassin, his fist connecting with his chin.

The assassin staggers back, weapon and hand wildly flailing to keep Marco at a distance.

"Who do you work for?" Marco yelled, not really expecting an answer.

"Death" The assassin mumbles darkly.

"Such a bloody edgelord" Marco clicked his tongue in disappointment.

The assassin lunges at Marco, hand reaching for his throat. Marco grabs at the man's wrist but the assassin throws his weight forward, knocking Marco off balance. Marco stumbles uneasily as the assassin goes in for the kill.

Marco tackles into his opponent, slamming him into the bookcase. The assassin winces in pain, kneeing Marco in the stomach before shoving him away.

The two caught their breath for a moment, the falling books thudding loudly onto the floor.

The assassin yells with a hope of startling Marco. He swings with crazed fervor: Left right, thrusting forward.

Marco dodges and weaves the blade, hopping side to side to avoid the weapon. The assassin rushes at him, trying to drive the blade into his chest.

Marco flails for a moment, not used to facing such a skilled opponent.

The assassin smashes into Marco and sends him sprawling onto the desk. With a confident grin, he raises the blade high before bringing it down with all his might.

Marco reaches for the closest thing he could find and uses it as a desperate shield. The blade sinks into a leather bound book he grabbed. Marco winces at the force of the blow, sweat beads forming on his neck as he struggles to fight off the assassin.

"Soooo love."

Marco frowns, glancing towards to door, not at all surprised to see Star giving him a cheery wave.

"You got this right?" Star asked hopefully.

"Don't go anywhere STAR!" Marco shouted, wildly kicking at the befuddled assassin.

"Right! I'll get Janna"

"STAR!"

But it was too late. She vanished beyond the doorframe.

"Ugh" Marco growled, shifting his focus back onto the problem at hand.

The assassin snarled furiously: He yanks back with all his might, pulling the book free from Marco's grasp. Marco sits up but the assassin is ready for him. He strikes at Marco's stomach with an open palm, knocking all the air out of his lungs.

Marco gasps in a panic but the assassin doesn't go for the kill. Instead he rips his blade from the book and races for the door.

There's a loud thud that no one hears as the assassin kicks open the door. His eyes narrow at the sight of the fleeing Star. He grins to himself, gingerly holding the edge of his blade. His arm pulls back, his gaze focused solely on his target's back. He takes a deep, calming breath and….

"Shit!" The assassin howls as his blade his knocked out of his hand by a book. He turns around in time to see a charging Marco.

He pulls his fist back but its too late: Marco slams into him, pressing him against the second floor railing and holding him place.

The assassin grabs at Marco but Marco lays into him, driving his fist into the assassin's side over and over again.

The sounds of the bar are overwhelming though it doesn't seem like anyone has noticed the two combatant fighting directly above them.

"Janna!" Marco shouts, flinching as the assassin knees his side but still managing to keep his hold on him "JANNA!"

Janna chuckles, swaying drunkenly as she yells in victory, hastily collecting her winnings from the disgruntled losers.

"JANNA!" Marco tries again.

The assassin jabs at Marco's side, nearly getting free but Marco slams him against the railing again.

"DAMNIT JANNA YOU SUCK!"

Janna's head snaps towards the source of the insult, her dull eyes slowly growing in realization.

"Ah shit!" she exclaims, raising to her feet "Da hell going on brav?"

"Janna, Star!" Marco gestured with his head towards the fleeing Star.

"Right" Janna gave an intoxicated salute.

"Oi" One of the players stood up "Sit back down. I wanna win my cash back."

"Srroy." Janna slurred "But I gotta go. Duty calls."

"You ain't going nowhere till I win back my money. Now sit."

"No man" Janna glared "You sit"

Before anyone could react, Janna grabbed her winnings and tossed them into the air. There was a pause for a moment as the bills rained down across the bar.

"MINE!" A cry called out from nowhere, breaking the spellbound customers of their stupor and sending them frantically towards the fallen cash.

Janna shook her head disappointingly "So weak willed….right Star? Star….gotta stop Star..." Janna scratched her chin, glancing left and right in search of the elusive criminal.

Meanwhile, the assassin strikes furiously at Marco, each blow attempting to break his grip on him but Marco holds fast, blocking where he could and simply taking the less painful attacks.

"Tell me who you work for!" Marco shouted, pulling the assassin closer by his collar

"I'm a professional!" The assassin screeched before headbutting Marco.

Marco winced, stumbling backwards and loosening his grip on the assassin.

The assassin reached into his pocket, drawing another dagger as he straightened up.

"Ugh, of course you would have another one." Marco gritted his teeth through the pain.

"Professionalism." The assassin sneered as he moved his blade back and forth.

"Okay" Marco thought to himself "This is bad. Close range, nowhere to move with my opponent has a dagger, about 4 inches. Maybe if I retreated back into the room and get more space, I could fight him off. He'll lunge at me and it'll be the only shot I have to dodge him. Okay, I got this. Just wait for an opening and…."

The assassin took a step forward, prepping himself for his attack when….

A sharp whistle cut through the brawling symphony below, causing the assassin to flinch in surprise.

He turned in time to catch a frying pan directly to the face. He flailed uncontrollably, backing up against the wooden railing for support.

"What the…?" He growled, noticing a grinning Star waving at him with the kitchen utensil before pointing to the left.

Confused, the assassin followed the direction and found Marco racing at him full speed. He rose his arms to protect himself but it was too late: Marco tackled into him, cracking the railing behind him and sent him plunging to the room below. There was a thud and the sound of wood crunching as the assassin broke through a table.

"Nice of you to come back" Marco huffed, leaning on his knees for support.

"What? I needed a weapon." Star motioned the pan in her hand.

"Star….I..."

Screams and the breaking of glass caught Marco's attention. The two glanced downward only to find the assassin nowhere in sight.

Marco and Star shared a concerned glance before sighing tiredly.

"3 minutes to boarding! 3 minutes to boarding!"

Marco shifted uneasily alongside the train car, conflicting emotions tugging at his resolve.

Since the unknown assassin had escaped into the night, Star felt it best to leave Echo Creek until the threat died down.

The trio stood outside the waiting train, the star twinkling over head. The train platform was nearly deserted though Marco kept a careful eye out in case their assailant decided to trail them from the bar.

"It was nice seeing you again Star." Janna hiccuped, rubbing at the splitting headache she was nursing.

"Aww, it was great to see you too Janna Banana. You're going do great on the test and you are finally going to be a real doctor."

"Legal doctor" Janna corrected, smiling brightly at the blonde before tightly embracing her in a hug "Be safe."

"Only for you."

The two broke apart, Janna standing awkwardly between the detective and the outlaw.

She coughed uncomfortably "Right, I'm just gonna go….not be here."

And with a cheery wave, Janna walked towards the station entrance.

"So..." Marco began

"Thank you" Star said with a loving softness "You still owe me two."

"Two?" Marco scoffed "You owe me for Paris."

"You owe me for Washington."

"No, you caused Washington. I helped clean that up so really you owe me two."

Star smiled playfully at him "Fine. I owe you two my sailor bold."

"Are you sure you can't stay?" Marco whispered, unable to keep the plea out of his voice.

Star cupped and caressed his cheek fondly "Marco, I know you'll keep me safe but it'll be easier if I go away for awhile. Besides, you'll know where I am. You always do."

"Yeah…."

Star leaned forward, kissing Marco with softly Marco wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss.

"Train leaving the station! All aboard!"

The two parted slowly, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.

"Goodbye my sailor bold." Star grinned mischievously.

"Goodbye princess." Marco smiled sorrowfully.

Marco stood there in silence, watching the train shrink into the distance.

"So..." Janna cleared her throat "You ready to go home?"

Marco gave a simple nod before following Janna back onto the street.

"It's too bad Star didn't give you any leads to anyone who might want her dead. Would've been helpful"

"Right. Helpful." Marco reached into his coat pocket, unsurprised to find a certain item missing from within and instead finding a small folded up piece of paper Star had placed there. He unfolded it, eyes narrowing at the word that she scrawled across its surface.

Toffee.

A lead but a dangerous one.

"Excuse me miss, may I see your identification please?" The usher asked politely.

"Of course!" Star beamed, passing both her ticket and the false identity card she swiped from Marco's pocket "I'm sorry, I was just deep in thought. I'm about to spend some time away from my husband and I already miss him."

"Oh" The usher shifted uncomfortably "I'm sorry to hear that..." He squints at the card "…. Mrs. Diaz. I hope you see him soon."

Star's cheek flushed as she took back the card, her heart skipping at the sight of Star Diaz written on the paper.

"Me too."

She sighed longingly, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the item Marco had snuck in. She smiles gently at the simple sliver wedding band with a note that said "For your disguise."

She slipped the ring onto her finger, playing with it absentmindedly as she stare out the window, Echo Creek shrinking in the distance.

"Me too."

Monster hunter guest: haha sorry about that I really didn't think about that mistake until you pointed it out. Could be a fun au though.

starcofan09: Oh boy, let me tell you that I have actual came up with a full story set in the homecoming (Really marvel ultimate) Universe. If I do do it, it won't be the MCU. it'll draw heavily from the ultimate universe with much of the structure coming from homecoming.

Finnjr: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!

Niciki Plague: Hey! We follow each other on tumblr. How times have changed. I am glad you like it and I understand the need to really drown yourself in fluffy things to help you feel better. More fluff incoming!

sugarqueen; Those stories are cute and there are some couples that are amazing I personally find it easier for longer arcs or some stories to have the two grow ingot a couple because there's a lot more wriggle room to play with all kinds of situations and they're so much fun but you enjoy what you enjoy and I'm glad you liked it and starcoween! always a fun time!

jt: It makes me happy to hear that and i'm sorry it took so long to get back. I hope you enjoy this one and you're doing good. Jt, I know what we're going to do today.

amitheriddlerortheriddle: Honestly, this au is one of my favorites just because It's fun to change it up once in a while and I honestly went crazy world building it.

twinboy: In order. Nope, never a waste thank god. Not every plant, just the sentient ones. Cough, nova has no idea what you're talking about. They won! Sometimes there's more important things than pride. River knows his little girl and wants her to be happy. Homecoming was a great spiderman film. Way too close. Star denies falling for the nerd!

princessxgilex: I'm happy to hear that!

Author Smimph: I hope you two are doing good. It's been a long time haha sorry for disappearing like that. Once a captain, contractually obliged to be a captain! I am glad to hear that. Honestly I think you did send me a pm forever but I forgot where I got it from which sorry! thanks for the prompt!

thundermist: Me too. It's funny how that works out haha

azzakar: Song fics are hard but fun. I always try to find a song that fits what I want to write about and since I love music, I usually can find the perfect song. Usually.

charziardopm: no worries, I understand. I really really pushed myself to proofread better haha and I'm glad you liked it! thank you for your kind words.

shanebob: wot woot, onward to chapter 150!

snazzy: I still have some plans for the ladybug au!

cressida: aww thank you. I had a lot of fun with the pirates and greek and all the aus really. I try my best to make them fluffy while keeping to whatever source I am working in.

shirani atsune: Umm I'll think about it but if I do a monStar au, I will be making River a monster just as a heads up.

MonStar guest: Same as above and we'll see got a lot of ideas and a lot of gifts I owe.

storypanda: hey you followed me on tumblr! hiya! The Book of Life was so much fun to write tbh. I can't wait for Book of Life two.

Shaeril Mcbrown: Thanks!

Turte: thaaaanks