Hi, so I saw Pacific Rim a few days ago and fell in love. Seriously, the best movie I've seen in a while. Anyway I just had to write this story. It's a Raleigh/OC since I think he deserved someone and I don't think he and Mako loved each other like that. So this story alternates between No POV and Laura's POV. Laura's my OC. I literally wrote all of this in two or three days, so tell me if it needs improvement anywhere because i have a good feeling it will and I'll fix it. Love reviews, love criticism, don't like it when people say it's horrible and don't tell you why or just suggestions on how to make it better. So please do tell, read, review, tell others.

No POV

It had been three months since the robbery. Laura was moving to Alaska to help out with the Jaeger program, maybe enlist in the Academy later on when the bank she was in was robbed. She survived, luckily, many did not. Thinking back on that day standing on the Alaskan coast was the last thing she wanted to do. She came here partially to get away from it all, Alaska being very isolated from most of the outside world; the perfect place to relax and move on… or hide as some would say; hiding from your problems, running away from them. Laura didn't believe this; it's not because she didn't want to believe this it's because she honestly knew deep down that isn't what she is doing.

She sees something moving out above the water and she raises her hand to shield her eyes from the snow and squints. It's getting closer and it's huge. She sees lights on it and hears metal on metal. A Jaeger. But what is it doing all the way out here? The Alaska Shatter dome isn't exactly close to here. She gets her answer as the Jaeger falls to its knees and she sees its entire left arm is gone and it has scratch marks all over it. It collapses face first into the sand and it's sparking all over. She runs for the head; she's studied Jaegers and knows that's where the pilots are. She sees an opening and slows to a walk, carefully walking inside. She flinches away from some sparks on her left and turns on her flashlight she brought since visibility with the snow it poor; she's even more grateful she brought it now. She runs the beam over the area and sees a man trying to get up. She carefully, as to not trip on any of the debris, runs over to him and grabs his arm, helping him up. He uses her to support himself and she guides his right arm around her neck. She notices there's no other pilot and wonders how in the hell he got the Jaeger to shore, it shouldn't be possible with only one pilot. She pushes those thoughts from her mind as she helps him out and onto the sand. He starts to collapse and she helps lower him a little more gracefully to the ground. He falls onto his back and she sees blood on the right side of his face, his armor torn around his left shoulder with scratch marks in the skin and blood running out from under his armor on his right side. She looks back up at his face to see he's unconscious fully now. His eyes start to flutter closed and she knows that's probably not such a good idea with him having a head wound.

"Sir, sir, you need to stay awake, ok? You have a head wound, maybe a concussion, it would be bad for you to fall asleep," Laura says, but his eyes close and remain shut. She curses lightly and feels around his helmet for the clamps to take it off. She presses them and throws his helmet to the side. She takes his pulse and finds it's a little weak, but steady. She sighs in relief and looks at the cut above his eyebrow but finds it's not too bad, probably won't even need stitches. The scratches on his shoulder however probably will. Her hands go to where the blood is on his side but can't find a way to get to it through his armor. Thinking about it, it would probably be best to keep it on with how cold it is; she can figure out how to take it off when they get back to her house. There are no hospitals or medical centers for miles and in this weather the roads will be dangerous. She has a medical kit, a big one, for those reasons at home. She knows she can't carry him, so dragging will have to do. She grips his shoulders, careful of the wound on his left shoulder and starts dragging. It's not too far to her house but by the time she gets there her arms really hurt, but she doesn't stop until she gets him inside. She somehow gets him up onto her couch and gets her first aid kit. She opens it and gets bowl and towel. She wipes the blood and grime off his forehead injury and uses disinfectant on it before applying some butterfly bandages. She moves to his shoulder next and does the same, but instead of butterfly bandages she has to use stitches and then tapes some gauze over it. His side is troubling her because she knows from her studies of the Jaeger program that the suit is drilled together. She carefully turns him over to see the type of drill she would need and she's surprised because she knows she has one that would work in the garage. This place isn't actually hers; it's a friend's, a guy friend who works mechanics. She lightly puts the pilot on his back and runs to the garage and grabs the drill. It takes her a while but she manages to get the armor unscrewed. She presses the button for the metal spine and it disengages and she puts it on the table. She takes off the armor slowly, putting the pieces on the table next to her and finally reaches the wound on his side. It's not bad, but it isn't just a scratch either. She cleans the wound and stitches it and tapes gauze over it before cleaning him off. His arms, face, chest, stomach, but nothing else. She cleans up and watches him as he sleeps a million questions running through her head. What happened? How did his Jaeger get so badly damaged? Where was the other pilot? How did he get his Jaeger to shore by himself? She knows it could damage your brain piloting a Jaeger alone so does he have any brain damage? When is he going to wake up? The wound on his forehead wasn't that bad so why did he pass out? Was it from the strain of piloting his Jaeger alone? And lastly, the weather is getting worse, so how am I going to get him to a hospital?