Chapter 2: The Fixation Problem

Summary:

Hera POV post landing

Hera would never admit it out loud but Kanan was a damn good pilot. They had both been blind-sided by the Imperial ships and he had already been half through four different maneuvers while she recovered from the inital shock. Of course, she couldn't tell him how impressed she was. All she would get for that would be his smug look and several advances. She felt a smile creep up her face as she thought of his wayward smile.

'That impressed with your own landing? You'll have to admire yourself later. Why were the Imperials so far out in the galaxy, I mean this just a asteroid field?'

Kanan was fixing the repairs onto his utility belt. She felt herself flush as his shirt lifted up. She quickly looked out the window at the dark rock so he would not see her looking.

'Hera?' She looked up at him, his eyes were filled with concern. 'Have you been sleeping Hera? You don't look well.'

'I'm annoyed Kanan. We weren't prepared for this fight and there's more damage than we originally anticipated. We may not have the parts we need to make the necessary repairs.'

Kanan held out his hand and gave her a weak smile. She reached out and took it.

'We better get started then.'

Kanan led as they headed to the engine room. Over the course of the next four hours they woeked diligently to get the engine back up and running. She kept sending Chopper back and forth to run tests and get parts. His bleeps were starting to get frustrated and upset.

'Ok. Ok chopper. Go power down for a bit. Kanan and I got this.' She bent over to examine the main conduit system. It had overheated while they were under heavy fire and the damage was in several key parts of the wiring. She was starting to feel hot when she realized that Kanan was leaning over her. She studiously ignored him and continued working but it was getting hard to concentrate.

'So... sending Chopper off to bed?' Kanan gave her a bemused smile.

'It's like we have kids love. They get cranky and need to go to bed.' She winked at him.

'Kids? Stars and galaxies! Please lets never have any of those on this ship.' His face was scrunched up like he was smelling something bad. 'No teenagers.' He said the last word like it was a disease. Hera laughed.

'I'm tempted to fill this ship with teenagers and let them run wild.' She was smirking.

'Well then we would have to share quarters, seeing as there would be so many people on the ship.' He folded his arms and leaned back on the entry way.

'Really now? Your just gonna up and move into Momma Hera's room? What would the children think?' She could feel her own forbidden smile creeping up her face. Her reponse seemed to have been the right one because he scooted over closer to her.

'Well... we could think of something... where do you think all these kids are coming from?' He spoke slowly and enunciated each word with a slow caress. He had somehow managed to make it very close to her or had she moved to him? She wasn't sure. She could smell his musk and feel his calmness radiating from him.

Their lips met and she felt as if her whole universe had stopped. His arm was sliding up her spine making her whole body shiver. She carefully slid her hands down his side. Wait. I should not be doing this. The rebellion. No time. Distractions. Wait. Woah. What did they teach Jedi in that Temple... She moved her hands into his hair yanking his hair tie out. She ran her fingers through his soft silky humanoid hair. He had moved his hands to her backside and lifted her up against the wall. His kisses grew faster and more urgent. She kissed him back with the same urgency and need. She had said they weren't going to do this. Why was she letting herself now?

His her thoughts were scattering as his arms went up her legs. She continued to hold his head closer to hers. She had both of her hands knotted in his hair. He broke away for a second, his eyes large and filled with wonder.

'Hera I...' She pulled him close and kissed him hard. He put both hands on her back and made down the hallway...

She wasnt sure how much time had passed but they definitely needed to get up and survey the rest of the damage. She opened her eyes to find Kanan leaning on one arm watching her.

'You passed out.' He kissed her forhead gently.

'Well I had a lot of excersize. What can i say?' She knew she was blushing but she didnt care. It was Kanan. She had wanted this since she met him. It was well worth the wait. 'Ehh... we need to head back to the engine room.'

She saw his face light up. 'Really? If your ready for round two then we can start here. There's no need to go back all the way to the engine room.'

'Ha! By my count we're on round four. Unless you weren't counting...' she was smirking at him.

'Oh no. Four rounds it is.' He had sat up and was tossing her clothes at him. 'Come on Captain, let's go check the damage.'

Two hours later they were sweaty, tired, and hungry. They decided to take a break and eat. While Kanan was whipping something up, Hera checked their pre-flight modulater. 'Weird,' she called 'there's no data at all regarding this entire system. It's like someone replaced the orbital planets with an asteroid field and left the sun in its place.'

'We can dig around while we're here if you want. Either way let's go see if the hyperdrive is back online. Here eat up!'

He handed her a bowl of some sort of stew like concoction. It was oddly delicous. Kanan then slid into the co-pilot seat and started his series of preflight nav checks. Hera looked out the window. Space had always been her favorite space, well other than the space she inhabited today. Four times. She felt her skin glow. She couldnt believe it. Kanan had been acting much more gentle since they left his bunk. They were going to have to sit down and talk about what it means for them now but he was so happy looking. She couldn't bear to sit down and have a serious talk, not when he looked this happy. She had caught him stealing glances at her while they were working. She sighed and looked out and saw the dim glow of the far off sun, the stars twinkling around them, the cold dark rock, the small bits of decaying wiring peeking out from...Hera bolted forward causing Kanan to drop his datapad.

'Hera! What's wrong?' He was standing right behind her, his breath a steady beat down her neck.

'Kanan this isn't a rock. It's part of a ship.'

Kanan looked at her like she had lost her mind. She silently pointed to the wiring. She could see Kanan's face pale as he made the realization.