A/N The beginning of the story is basically what I thought was gonna happen in the movie, but didn't. Enjoy!

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Finn could see the gears turning in the engineer's head -as she wielded the taser she was probably too fond of using- and decided to explain what he was doing before she drew the wrong conclusion.

"Okay listen, Rosie was it?"

"Just Rose." She corrected, widening her stance.

"Okay listen Rose, I have to get out of here so I can sneak aboard the imperial ship and disable their tracker." He held his breath as she just stared at him for several agonizing seconds before finally speaking again.

"That's a stupid plan, how are you going to even find the device, much less disable it?" Said the engineer as she reluctantly stowed her powerful taser.

"Well it's not like I have much of a choice. We're sitting ducks at the moment!" Finn enthused, gesturing at the universe at large. "Unless you have a better plan?" He finished, eyebrows raised high.

Instead of answering right away Rose intook her surroundings, appearing to be searching for something when suddenly,
"Actually I do; wait right there." She said while heading over to a hover crate. Finn could only stare in confusion as she started piling what appeared to be spare parts and scrap into the substantially sized container until it was practically overflowing. She then turned the hover function on and pushed it past him into the pod he was planning on commandeering.
"I'm coming with you."

"What?! Why?" Finn exclaimed, confused about the turn of events; he had thought he was going to be tased for sure, not have someone offer to help on his most likely doomed to fail plan.

"Like I said, I work on electronics all the time." Rose grunted as she turned off the crate and shoved it as far out of the way on the pod as she could (which was still very much in the way as the pod was only built with one passenger in mind to begin with). "I bet I know way more about them than you do, so you need me to help you locate the tracker and disable it, right?"

...In tacit agreement Finn followed her in and, not wasting a second, pressed the button that closed the door with a whoosh.
"Okay, but what is all this literal junk for?" He asked, trying to shove the crate more out of the way, to no avail.

"So we can launch it out into space to make it seem like we were blasted to smithereens if we end up getting shot at. Which we almost definitely will." She explained as she began the start-up sequence.

"Oh. That's, a really good idea." Finn said, impressed. "I guess we just have to buckle in to make sure we don't get jettisoned along with it." He finished, mostly to himself.

"Yup, now here; you take the controls." Rose moved to another panel so Finn could get in position.

"You're not gonna fly?" Finn asked as he scrunched into place in front of the flight controls.

"No way, I just work on the equipment; I've never actually flown before. Not in the field anyway." She muttered the last part. "Besides, I need to work on locating the tracker, and that might take a little while."

"Okay then," Finn takes in a big breath, holds it for a few seconds, and lets it all out at once. "I hope this works." He says as he clicks the launch button, and they leave the relative safety of the ship.

They hope just one small pod doesn't draw much attention and they won't have too much trouble getting on the imperial ship.

Turns out that was too much to hope for.

*BOOM*

"What the hell was that?!" Finn shouts as some space debris explodes right next to their pod without warning. "I didn't even see anything!"

"I think I might know." Rose plasters her face to the window to get a better look at what's behind them and after a couple seconds lets out a gasp.
"Yes, I've heard of these! 'Stealth Shots'. They're high tech untraceable rounds that are practically invisible in space." She pulls away from the window, a look of bemusement overtaking her features. "But I thought they were only in the testing phase."

"I guess that makes us the guinea pigs then!" Finn shouts as another thing explodes dangerously close to them. "How do we shake 'em?"

"I don't know; they can't be picked up on radar either. And they're probably done calibrating their shots; we're doomed!"

Finn yanks the yoke to the side and something blows up in the path of where they just were.

"How did you do that?" Rose asks, looking back at the mess that would've been them had Finn not dodged the blast in the nick of time.

"I, have, no, idea!" Finn squeaks out as he somehow dodges several more deadly blasts, all without warning.
He didn't know how to explain it. It's like he could just feel it, but that didn't make sense. Anyway there were more pressing matters at hand than figuring out how he was doing it, so instead of thinking more on that he focused on staying alive while his new cohort worked on locating the tracker.

"Well, whatever you're doing, keep doing it! I've got a read on the tracker and we're almost there; it's in section gamma 2 of the ship!" She moves her head to the side so Finn can see the highlighted part of the diagram on the screen.

A thought coming to mind, Finn reaches over and starts typing something into the on board computer before jumping back to the piloting controls.

He dodges a few more blasts before a sharp turn comes up and he tells Rose to get ready to launch the scrap. "On my signal! Three,"

Rose turns the hover function on.

"Two,"

She latches onto part of the framework of the pod, knuckles white under her gloves with how hard she's gripping it, not wanting to be ejected along with the scrap.

"ONE!"

Rose opens the door and kicks the cargo out before punching the close button just as an explosion is heard and the scrap flies everywhere.

"Woohoo! That was awesome!" Finn shouts in glee as he and Rose share a victory high five. "And it actually worked." He says, almost as if in afterthought.

Rose goes from grinning almost manically to scrunching her face up in confusion at what Finn said, but before she can ask if that meant he thought it wasn't going to work another sound catches her attention.

"*Kzzt* Target destroyed, coming back to base *Kzzt*."

"What? How did we hear their comms?" Rose asks as Finn continues on their route, having hidden the pod just out of sight so they wouldn't be caught.

"I patched us into them." Finn explains as he carefully maneuvers the craft just along the outside of the imperial vessel. "Turns out they haven't changed the codes since I left. Which is very good. For us, that is. Not for them."

Rose, figuring now would be a good time to go over their plan -if you could even call it that- asks the important question. "So how are we supposed to get all the way to the tracker without being seen?"

Finn smiles and turns towards her. "Actually, I was hoping you could help me with that." He says somewhat enigmatically.

A/N This is my very first attempt at writing Star Wars, so please let me know what you think! :D