Sort of a request from Kgrande15? 030
It has a bit of implied Pearl X Rose along with some sadness. Not gonna lie, I was experiencing some good ol fashioned feels when I wrote this. And then I went and drew it the next day and it was like feels all over again ;n;
The feels, man. The feels.

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It was already noon, and no one had seen Pearl all day.
At first, no one had thought much of it. Maybe she was in her room, or training on some other part of the island. Pearl had every right to some alone time as anyone on the team.
But then Steven began to worry, and though Amethyst acted like she was glad she was gone, secretly apprehension ate away at her from the inside out. And now Garnet was even beginning to grow uneasy. Steven paced in front of her as the sun sat high in the middle of the sky, burning down on them from the large windows on the front of the temple.
"I'm sure she's fine," Amethyst waved a hand, slouching on the couch and devouring a bag of Chaps. She was an anxious eater, as well as a messy one. But no one scolded her about the crumbs on the cushions or the empty snack packages that has been discarded on the floor around her. "Pearl's probably just..." Amethyst trailed off. They all knew Pearl wasn't doing anything good.
She had just been so upset lately. What with the stress of impending doom caused by unknown gems, with unknown technology and unknown motives. And then the deal with Rose's scabbard. She had come home with Steven smiling again, but the instant Steven had headed to bed, she had retreated to her room without a word. The next day she was happy again, but only Garnet and Amethyst, who knew one another better than they knew themselves, could tell she was hurting still.
Steven turned to Amethyst, holding out a hand. She handed him some potato chips with a serious expression. Steven shoved them in his mouth and munched nervously. He had picked up Amethyst's bad habit, that's for sure.
Garnet unhitched herself from the beam beside the counter and finally spoke for the first time all day.
"I know where she is."
Steven and Amethyst both froze mid-chew and turned towards her swiftly. "What?!" They mumbled simultaneously.
Garnet padded over to the warp pad and stepped up on it silently. Steven jumped up from the edge of the couch and ran over, latching onto her leg. "Garnet!" He cried, squeezing her thigh and looking up at her with tears in his eyes, "Garnet, please, please let me come with you!"
Garnet sighed and knelt beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder and kissing his forehead gently. "Steven," she murmured, running a hand through his wild black curls. "You have to stay here this time."
"But--"
"I know you want to help Pearl, but this is something I have to do alone. I need you here, to help Amethyst."
Amethyst scowled and shot up, crossing her arms over her chest and raring up for a snappy outburst, but Garnet gave her a look and she shut up instantly. She realized how serious this really was. Pearl was honestly in trouble.
Steven sniffled and hugged Garnet quickly. When he pulled back, Garnet wiped away his tears with her calloused thumbs and stood. She turned back to the warp pad and disappeared in the same instant.

Only a few straggling thorns remained at the fountain, but Pearl couldn't stand to look at them. They were pathetic...things. Pathetic things that clung to Rose's precious fountain and dug into the stone of her statue. So Pearl bowed her head and sunk to her knees at the lip of the fountain pool. She pressed her forehead against the cool stone and heard her smooth gem clink softly.
It was so hard with Rose gone. Nothing was the same. Neither Garnet nor Amethyst even acted how they used to.
Pearl did not at all blame Steven, but she couldn't help but wonder how things would be if Rose was still here. If Rose had never fallen in love with Greg Universe and never given herself up to bring Steven into the world. If everything was still okay.
God, how Pearl missed her. She had Rose with all she had--still did, even. Rose was her everything. A shoulder to cry on when she was confused or upset or angry. Pearl would come to Rose Quartz for anything, even if she wasn't necessarily troubled. She was so beautiful and warm and comforting and brave and clever, and she always knew what to say.
Pearl wished she could be more like Rose, all courageousness and kindness. Maybe if she was more similar, she could keep the team closer easier. Sometimes it felt like they were falling apart, and it broke Pearl's heart all over again. She hated it when they fell out of sync, especially when it was her fault.
Pearl let out a broken sob and folded one arm underneath her head while hanging the other over the fountain edge, trailing her fingertips in the soothing waters. Her tears dripped down the bridge of her nose and splashed quietly into the fountain waters, making circular ripples fan out from where they landed.
She sniffled and whimpered and tightened her fingers into a fist. Her nails dug into her palm, but instead of snapping her back to her senses, this only made her cry more. Her fragile frame trembled with each sob and she gasped for air between each wave. She had been crying all day, just wandering aimlessly around, warping from one place to another, as long as it held some significance associated with her beloved Rose.
She knew, deep down, that she could always confide in her teammates. Even Steven, though he may only be able to listen with how little he knows. It was just that it killed Pearl to be so weak in front of them. She wanted to be the strong one, to be the one that they came to when they were down or confused. Of course, lately, no one had been doing a very good job at filling that role. Everyone knew so little nowadays...
"Oh, Rose!" Pearl cried brokenly, raising her head to gaze at Rose's statue with tears still dripping into the fountain. She was so lost in her agony that she didn't even hear the warp pad activate far behind her, neither did she sense the presence of a familiar gem warrior slowly approaching.
It was only when she felt arms wrap around her middle from behind did she jump up and spin around. She stared up at the dark skinned woman who now held her tightly with wide, damp eyes. Before Garnet could make another move, Pearl gasped and took a step back, desperately attempting to wriggle out of her grasp. She couldn't let Garnet see her like this. She couldn't talk to her like this.
But Garnet was having none of it, only tightening her hold on Pearl, cradling her like a mother would. She smoothed a hand over her hair and pressed her close, enveloping the small woman in her soothing warmth. Garnet was determined to help her smile again, whether she liked it at the moment or not.
Just when Garnet started to think Pearl would never calm down, she gradually stopped struggling and went limp in Garnet's arms, weakly wrapping her own shaky limbs around Garnet's waist and burying her face in her chest. She let out another racking sob and new tears spilt down her cheeks, dampening the bosom of Garnet's suit. A firm hand pressed against the small of Pearl's back, a hand that she had held many time before, a hand that had caught her before she could fall or saved her from an incoming threat.
At last, Pearl's breathing began to steady, and her cheeks dried. Garnet sat down on the edge of the fountain and held Pearl in her arms gently. She pressed a soft, loving kiss to her gem, then her nose, and finally her lips. Pearl felt herself smile faintly before she could stop herself. She nestled close to Garnet and closed her eyes. She began to speak, voicing her troubles softly in shaky words. Pearl started with Rose, and then branched off, talking out anything and everything that worried her lately, even some old fears she had put behind her.
Garnet stayed silent as Pearl spoke, just listening to every word without releasing any of her own. And just the same, Pearl felt her heart lighten.
It seemed Garnet didn't really need words to comfort her treasured little Pearl.