Rating K+
Yavin IV – Rebel base
Jyn sits quietly at her terminal in the command center, sorting through the most recent intelligence reports. She flags two as urgent, but the rest can wait until tomorrow when Cassian returns from his mission to Jedha. He believes one of his contacts there is still alive.
She wanted to go along but Cassian said no, explaining that his contact wouldn't approach him if he brought along someone else. So he went and she stayed. This is the first time they've been apart since becoming romantically involved and she doesn't like it.
Thankfully, she has her work to distract her. It's interesting enough. She enjoys sifting through the information, seeing what's going on in other parts of the galaxy. And she does get the occasional surprise. She had no idea just how far reaching the rebel's information gathering net was until a report came in from a spy on the border of the Unknown Region.
I'm finally doing something useful, she thinks, and it's nice not having to slog through the underbelly of every crappy planet in the galaxy while trying to avoid, well, everyone.
Most importantly, though, she feels as if she is continuing her father's work. And that is why she stays. Well, that and Cassian. She can't imagine her life without him in it. Secretly, she hopes his promotion to major keeps him around more and this mission to Jedha is one of his last.
Tapping a few buttons, Jyn sends the flagged reports to General Draven's attention.
She sighs and gets up, craning her neck this way and that to remove the kinks that have settled in during the day. Her stomach is rumbling so it's time to hit the canteen before she heads off to sleep. Since Cassian's been away, she's kept her mind occupied by staying late in the command center. Better that than lying awake in an empty bed imaging horrible things.
She nods in the direction of Princess Leia and General Draven, the senior officers on still on duty. The Princess gives her a small smile and a nod in return. Draven just stares.
The general doesn't like her. That much is obvious. Without Princess Leia's approval, Jyn wouldn't even be working in Intelligence. From what Cassian said, Draven was adamantly opposed against Jyn's placement, but the Princess overruled him saying Jyn's help in retrieving Death Star plans was heroic and her experiences while on her own made her an asset to their cause.
"Never underestimate her highness," Cassian told Jyn once, "she may be small, but she is a force of nature. She is the backbone of this Alliance." So Jyn is grateful to the Princess, always doing anything the other woman asks without complaint.
Jyn doubts she will ever be in Draven's good graces but that doesn't matter. Her only concern is that he continues to value Cassian.
Walking through the corridors she nods to several people she knows along the way to Cassian's quarters. His accommodations are far superior to hers. And that's not saying much.
She punches in the entry code on the keypad and sighs with relief as she steps inside. The familiar room is starting to feel like home. Quickly she slips out of her clothes and into one of Cassian's shirts she likes to sleep in. Once curled up under the covers, Jyn reaches over and turns off the lights and closes her eyes.
Sleep doesn't come easy but when it does, there are no nightmares for once. She dreams of her youth and her papa at first. He's carrying her along the paths through the crops on Lah'mu and humming an old lullaby to them both. She can smell the clean, damp air. Then the dream changes and she is in the canteen on the base, sitting with Cassian and talking of inconsequential things. Their meal is finished. Their work for the day is done.
It's relaxing.
She smiles in her sleep.