Chapter Two

An Unlikely Truce

Poe looked at her blinking a few times trying to figure out what she just said.

"I'm sorry? What?" She put her hand down in a huff.

"What don't you get exactly? I'm the Captain. This is the Renegade and you are Commander Poe Dameron the best pilot the resistance has." She added sarcastically. Poe narrowed his eyes at her, unsure how to take her.

"And how do you know who I am?" He asked equally sarcastically. She seriously rolled her eyes at him.

"Maybe it's because you told me." She was almost nose to nose with him. Well nose to chest considering she was almost a head shorter than him. She really was a tiny thing and he was having a hard time wrapping his head around the fact she was a captain of all things. She crossed her arms and looked up at him with narrowed eyes.

"I never told you my name." He answered back through gritted teeth. She smirked up at him.

"Yeah, ya kinda did. Mr. the General sent her best pilot. It didn't take much after that to figure out exactly who you are. Now if you are done being an ass I will explain." He opened and closed his mouth a few times as she continued to stare up at him

"What's the problem Dameron? I thought you were a talker?" She was baiting him and he felt his anger and heat rise in his cheeks. He snapped his mouth shut and just glared at her, hands on his hips. She scoffed at him and turned away.

"First before we trust you with anything, how do I know what you say is true?" Poe glanced at the man who still stood at his captain's back unmoving with a permanent scowl etched on his face. He glanced back at the captain who was looking at him expectantly, arms still crossed.

"What, don't think you can trust me? You already know who I am." He tried staring her down again but she wasn't taking the bait. She just started back at him with those eyes. Eyes he guessed had seen so much and she seemed so young. He sighed when she didn't speak or even move. "So you back to not talking? Is that how this is going to go?" He sighed in defeat. He really didn't have time for this. "Look, General Organs said you would be cautious so she sent me with something to convince you." He went to retrieve something from his pocket only to have a gun in his face again. He raised his hands in defeat. "Take it easy, I have a message inside my front pocket." Stilts, who held the gun, slowly reached inside the pocket and withdrew a chip of sort. He passed to his captain over his shoulder not taking his eyes off from the pilot. She looked at it and slipped from the room a minute.

"Stilts, please don't shoot him yet." She called out.

"No promises." He muttered keeping Poe in his place. The silence was deafening yet again. What was it about these people and not wanting to speak? So Poe decided to be himself once again and flashed the older man a cocky grin.

"Nice, place. Love the whole cargo hold look. Very retro." Stilts just started but he noticed his jaw tighten just slightly. "Yeah your cute captain doesn't talk so much either. She's a fiery little thing isn't she?" He thought the man was going to hit him but instead still stood not moving, with a gun in his face. "I must say, I'm impressed. She's young for a captain..." He never got to finish before the topic of his one sided conversation made a reappearance.

"Let him go Stilts. He was telling the truth." Poe gave the older man a cheeky grin lowering his hands slightly.

"See we are all friends here." Stilts just glared at him before lowering his gun completely. The captain placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, let's get this boat off the ground before someone finds us again." She added dryly as she gave Poe a stare down. "The projection field isn't going to last much longer and I don't want to be here when it fails."

With a last withering look Stilts turned away leaving the two of them alone. She stood observing him for a moment before he broke the silence yet again.

"So he's a charming sort."

"He is also one of the most loyal and trustworthy people I know." She sounded almost angry at him.

"I didn't come here to muscle in on whatever you have going on. I'm just following orders."

"And you never questioned those orders? You just went off to who knows where to find someone who didn't want to be found just like that? Why?"

"One tends not to question the General. Besides she usually has a good reason and just as your man is loyal to you, I am loyal to her." She seemed to accept this answer by nodding her head.

"Okay then. Come with me." She turned to once again leave the cargo bay but he called out to her.

"So just like that, you're going to trust me? What was on that message?" She turned back to him with a dangerous look in her eye.

"Just that. Trust him. Like you I tend not to question her." She stepped closer to him once more. "But if for one second I think you are in this for the wrong reason, or if you think I would ever choose you over my crew or ship...I will personally push you out the nearest air lock. We clear?" She asked as she pointed a finger into his chest. Fiery indeed and he couldn't help smiling at her. Her cheeks turned red with anger.

"Crystal." He said as he met her heated stare. She turned on her heels with a shake of her head. "Just one question..." She turned and looked at him. That look of annoyance back on her face. He tilted his head slightly. She rolled her eyes, he smiled even more. When he didn't answer but continued to study her she shifted nervously.

"What is it Dameron?" She demanded with irritation lacing her voice.

"What's a projection field?"

A/N Okay back again. I know this is a short one and a bit of filler but it was needed. Next chapter will be a bit more action, promise. Thank you, thank you for all who followed, favored and reviewed. I love reviews so please keep them coming.