I have only seen 7 episodes so far, but I had to write this scene. I hope you like it.

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                The transport craft’s engines whined as Adora pushed the throttle forward. There was a thump on the roof as Catra landed on it, having jumped from the dock. She wasn’t about to let Adora get away from her. Catra opened the top hatch and jumped inside, landing on her feet. She saw Adora at the front console, frantically trying to steer the craft as it sped out of control.

                Catra lunged for the controls, but Adora saw her and tried to block. In the scuffle, Adora accidentally hit the steering wheel and the craft banked hard to the right. The wrestling pair fell to the deck. Catra was on her feet first and spun the wheel in the other direction. Since she was prepared for it, she was able to stay on her feet. Adora, however, rolled across the deck in the opposite direction and crashed against the wall. But before Catra could turn the ship around, Adora stuck out her legs and tripped Catra.

                Adora regained her feet and tried to take the controls. The two girls wrestled back and forth for several minutes. Adora looked out the window and saw a rock formation approaching. “Look out!” she shouted and tried to steer the craft out of the way. The transport craft was not able to completely dodge the rocks. The right side scraped the rocks and took out the starboard engines. The ship spun wildly out of control and crashed.

                The two occupants flew into the front control panel. Fortunately, the craft was not far off the ground and the crash was not as bad as it could have been. There was smoke and sparks spitting from the controls. Adora and Catra sat up and rubbed bruised shoulders and heads. They looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously reached for the distress button. They hit the button at the same time.

                “Ha!” said Catra. “The Hoard will be here soon.”

                “I don’t think so,” Adora countered. “My friends are closer. They will be here first.”

                “But Hoard ships are faster,” Catra said. “Come on, Adora. Do the math in your head. Who will be here first?” Catra grinned.

                Adora leaned back against the wall. “Either way, it will be a few hours. We could just leave on foot and go our separate ways.”

                “Nah, I’ll take my chances. I know I’m better off as your prisoner than you are as my prisoner. Your rebellion wouldn’t even know how to keep me. I’d escape in an hour.”

                “And I will die before I go back to the Hoard.” Adora was very serious, and that wiped the grin from Catra’s face.

                Catra sat against the opposite wall. The ship was tilted. Catra took a deep breath and coughed as she inhaled smoke. The two stared at each other for several minutes as their adrenaline subsided and their hearts slowed. They were both hurt and tired.

                It was Catra who broke the silence. “Why don’t you just come back to your home, Adora?”

                “The Hoard isn’t my home anymore. They lied to me, to both of us. Can’t you see what they are doing?”

                “It doesn’t matter much to me,” Catra said. “The Hoard is all I’ve known.”

                “They are evil,” Adora said. “I see that now. I’m part of something bigger now. My life has purpose. Don’t you care about what is right and wrong?”

                Catra smirked. “Not really. I don’t really care about the Rebellion’s cause. I don’t really care about the Hoard either, but they are more exciting. As a Force Captain, I can be somebody. I have power.”

                “Is that all you care about?” Adora asked. “Excitement and power?”

                Catra shrugged. “I guess so.” She stared at the floor. “You were one of the best cadets. You could have been a great Force Captain. We could have been an awesome team.”

                “That’s not going to happen now.” Adora said.

                They were silent for a few more minutes. “We miss you, Adora. Please come back.”

                “They don’t miss me. I was just a solider, a tool. Everyone in the Hoard is. The Hoard will use you and throw you away. I don’t want to see that happen to you, Catra.” Adora said.

                Catra sighed. “Maybe you’re right, ‘they’ don’t miss you. But I miss you. You were the only friend I had.”

                “Then come with me!” Adora pleaded. “We can still be together. You said you don’t care which side you’re on. Then join the Rebellion. I can promise you excitement and friends. More friends than you could count.”

                Catra rubbed her foot on a spot on the floor. “I’d never fit in. I’m not like you. I guess I’m just destined to be a misfit. The Hoard is where I belong.”

                Adora sighed and rubbed her head. “You’re so stubborn.”

                Catra cleared her throat and said, “There’s one other reason you should come back.”

                Adora looked at Catra for a few beats then asked, “What is that?”

                Catra pulled her legs up to her chest and put her chin on her knees. “Because…I love you, Adora.”

                Adora’s mouth hung open in shock. “Wh..what?”

                Tears in her eyes, Catra took a deep breath and said, “I love you. I’ve loved you for a long time.”

                Silence for a minute. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

                “I didn’t think I needed to,” Catra said. “I always thought we would be together. I thought about telling you many times. When we were fighting in the training room. When we were on guard duty together. One time, when we were on the balcony and staring into the night sky, I almost told you. But I didn’t. Because I’m a coward.” She buried her face into her knees. “I kept telling myself that I would have plenty of opportunities. Then you left and I didn’t think I would ever see you again. I didn’t think I would have another chance to tell you. But I couldn’t keep it in any more. I love you.” It kept getting easier to say. “Now you’re gone and it’s like a hole in my chest. I think about you every night. I lay in your bed and cry, hoping nobody catches me in my moment of weakness.”

                Adora looked at Catra for a while, then scooted across the deck to the other side of the craft to sit next to her friend. Adora put a hand on Catra’s shoulder. “I wish you would have told me sooner.” She put her arms around Catra.

                Catra curled into Adora’s arms. She had fantasized about being in Adora’s embrace so many times. But now was bitter sweet. Now they were enemies. But in this moment Catra forgot all of that. She leaned her head against Adora’s chest and listened to her heart beat. “I’m sorry,” she said.

                “Why?” Adora asked.

                “I’m sorry for making this awkward for you. I’m sorry that you had to leave. I’m sorry that I can’t go with you. And I’m sorry because I know you don’t feel the same way about me as I do about you.”

                Adora rested her chin on the top of Catra’s head. “I love you…as a friend.”

                Catra tensed. As a friend. It was like a knife in her heart. She felt like such a fool. Why did she tell Adora how she felt? She should have just kept it inside. What purpose was served by spilling her feelings to Adora? On the other hand, it felt like a weight had been lifted. It felt good. “Do you mind if I tell you again?”

                Adora kept back tears. “You can tell me anything you want. If that is how you feel in your heart then you can feel comfortable telling me.”

                Catra smiled and whispered, “I love you, Adora. I’ve loved you for so long. I admired your strength and courage in battle. Your confidence. I would watch you from the corner of my eye and think about being in your arms. I would watch you sleep in your bunk and wish we could just run away together. I cherished every moment alone we had. I wish this moment wouldn’t have to end, Adora.”

                Tears fell down Adora’s cheeks and dripped onto Catra’s head. “Just come with me, Catra.”

                “I can’t. Not now. Maybe some day.” She lifted her head and looked into Adora’s eyes. “Will you promise me one thing?” Adora nodded. “Always remember that I love you. Any time we face each other in battle, know that I fight you because I love you. I would never hurt you. I just want you back.”

                “But if I went back, the Hoard would imprison me. They would hurt me. Is that what you want, Catra?”

                Tears flooded from Catra’s eyes and she put her face on Adora’s shoulder. “No,” she sobbed. “I just don’t know what else to do. I have to fight you, but secretly I keep hoping you get away. And you always do. I just have to figure this all out.”

                “I promise I will always remember that you love me, Catra.”

                They held each other for a long time. Then an alarm sounded on the panel. They jumped up and ran to it. “It’s a Hoard ship,” Adora said. “They’ll be here in a minute.” She looked at Catra. “This is it, isn’t it?”

                Catra was scared. She didn’t know what to do. She looked around and saw a rip in the bulkhead that revealed a hole that Adora could hide in. “There,” she pointed. “Get in there.” She grabbed Adora and pushed her toward the hole in the wall. Adora squeezed into the tight space and Catra closed up the torn bulkhead. “Just be quiet.”

                The roar of a Hoard ship grew louder. It stopped over head and there was the sound of boots landing on the roof. Two soldiers looked into the hatch on the roof. “Force Captain Catra?” one said. “Are you alright?”

                “Yes, I’m fine.” She said

                “Where is Adora?”

                “She…got away. Maybe if we leave now we can catch her. Hurry up and get me out of here, you fools!”

                From the crack in the wall where Adora was hiding she saw Catra climb up a rope that the soldiers had lowered down. Catra cast a final glance toward Adora, then disappeared out of the ship. The roar of the Hoard ship’s engines faded as it left.