Hey guys, so I was pleasantly surprised by the positivity the last chapter got. I never even expected anyone to really read it ha haa. Here is another chapter, not sure what it will be like but I guess that's up to you to decide… enjoy

Bane walked quickly through the alleyways, weaving in and out of drunken bums, fighting couples and hormonal teenagers. He kept a close eye on the bar signs, looking for one in particular that he knew Abbatha frequented. He stopped suddenly and turned left into the bar, it was called "the Madhouse" and was pretty quiet, he spotted who he was looking for at a table near the back door. Bane snarled before storming over, grabbing the half pissed Weequay and dragging him outside before any problems arose, he pulled him round behind the building, where it was completely deserted before throwing him to the ground.

"Wha the hell d' you want Bounty hunter" spat the Weequay, as he pulled himself to his hands and knees. Bane kicked him hard in the ribs hearing a sickening crack as the Weequay rolled on the floor, groaning loudly in agony.

"Chou know damn well why I'm here Achmed, you've been treatin Abbatha like shit and I ain't standin for it no more Ya hear!?" he shouted, before kicking him again in the arm making Achmed grunt and try to crawl away.

Bane turned to light a cigar, just as he lifted the lighter to his lips he felt a sharp pain in his side then something wet. He grabbed his side, slightly surprised to pull out a knife covered In his own blood. He spun on Achmed angrily and pulled out his blaster, shooting the Weequay twice in the head, killing him instantly. But now Bane had a problem, he was bleeding profusely from his left side and if he didn't get home soon to stitch and disinfect it, he could bleed to death.

"Pirate scum" he snarled, spitting on the Weequay's corpse. Before turning and stalking off home as composed as he could. He didn't need to draw any attention to himself.

He pulled himself up the stairs to his apartment on the first floor, vision starting to go blurry. As he rounded the corner to his door, he saw someone sitting outside with their head in their hands, he couldn't tell who it was however as another dizzy spell washed over him and he fell against the wall and slid to the floor. He saw the same figure running towards him as he passed out.

Lavender. That was the first thing that registered in his mind, he could smell lavender. Where was he? He had passed out in the damp corridor outside his apartment, so why did he smell lavender, and why did he feel so warm and comfortable? He tried to open his eyes but his head hurt and he let out a pained groan. He could hear feet shifting, could hear someone breathing slowly. He tried once more to open his eyes, this time he managed to open them a crack and get a rough idea of where he was. It looked like his room, probably because it was his room, only one question unanswered now, how did he get here.

"Oh thank goodness you're awake, I was worried you'd lost too much blood. How are you feeling?" said a voice to his right, he turned his head only to be greeted by a very worn out, still very bruised Abbatha. Ah, it must have been her who brought him here. He sighed contently and closed his eyes again before trying to speak.

"Mmmhmhm soooore" he slurred tiredly, Bane was most certainly not a morning person and the fact that he had been stabbed the night before didn't help.

"You should be, that stab wound was pretty deep. What did you do to deserve that anyway? You gave me quite a scare when you collapsed like that" she said, eyes cast downward as she thought back to the previous night. It had been hectic, Bane confronting her about Achmed then they almost went all the way, then Bane left and she went to his apartment to apologise only to find him not in, then when he did come home he collapsed in a puddle of his own blood. She looked back up as Bane opened his eyes again.

"M sorry, didn't mean to scare chou" she mumbled slightly, still looking quite dazed. Abbatha smiled slightly and sat down on his bed with him.

"It's ok, I was just really worried that I'd never see you again. Get some rest and we'll talk later" she said, running her fingers gently on his head, she leaned over and kissed his forehead as he closed his eyes and fell back asleep, a slight smile on his face.

Ok, that's chapter 2, I know it's not great but I have another chapter being written at the moment and it will be posted sometime next week. Just a heads up, I will be writing a Star wars Rebels story with some OCs in it, so if you have an Oc you want to see in it, you can PM me when I post the first chapter. As always, please leave a review as it helps me a lot. I will be using this story to work on my character development so criticism is always welcome. Have a great week and I will see you all soon Xx