Wedge roamed the dark corridors of the mental institution, as he'd renamed it. Groans echoed around him, making his stomach churn dangerously. He'd just taken out a rather attractive female scientist and while he felt awful, she was beating a little twi'lek girl to a pulp.

"Thank you mister! You are a true hero!" The little girl had cried, wrapping her green arms around Wedge. A small smile graced his lips as he remembered the girls appreciative tone, most Wedge had freed clearly had no idea what he was saying, but an open door by a stranger in an orange suit meant freedom either way.

"Wedge!" He heard a yell coming from his right. "Wedge over here! It's Wes!" Truth be told Wes stood to his side, locked behind bars, his hands behind his back.

"Wes?" He called, running up to his friend. "What happened?! Where's Luke?"

"He was kidnapped! Or teen-napped? Commander-na-"

"Wes!" He hissed "Not the time! I told you to look after him!"

"I was!" Wes snapped back "but I was handcuffed and dragged away before I could do anything!" He stared at Wes in disbelief.

"Han's going to kill us!" Wedge yelled "for heavens sake next time we go on a mission, I go with Luke!" Wes continued to glare at Wedge, waiting for the lecturing to be over. It took a minute but when he was sure Wedge had stopped yelling at him for something he wasn't to blame for, he spoke up.

"If there is a next time" Wes reminded him "now get me out of here!"
Wedge began to pick at the lock with his small remote, a gift from Princess Organa for being the only other red squadron survivor of the Battle Of Yavin, other than Luke of course. Being the one who actually blew the Death Star into smithereens Luke got a medal, but medals couldn't open locks so Wedge considered it a win.

Wes waited silently to hear the click, which seemed to be taking an excessive amount of time, before opening the door, which let out an ear piercing squeak. Wedge began to repeat his action with Wes' handcuffs.

"Be gentle" Wes snapped as Wedge pulled on his wrists. "But be quick, we need to get to Luke, those madmen were saying things about he being the perfect little whatever to test this serum on"

"What!" Wedge yelled "why didn't you say that before?!" Wes went to reply when he was cut off again"Do you remember where he was taken?" Wedge asked, finally undoing his older friend's handcuffs.

"Lab 1126" Wes answered "or um, 1127, one of the two, I'll show you" Wes took the lead and continued down the corridor, ignoring Wedge's grumbles.

"Look I didn't mean to snap but you'd managed to get yourself captured and Luke kidnapped, are you sure he wasn't unwell? He was shaking so badly earlier I thought he was going to collapse, then Dak and Hobbie, as nice as they usually are were being arseholes, then you tell me Luke is basically being poisoned, there's also the fact I'm going to lose my leg when we get back because Han made me swear I'd make sure Luke was alright, and I'm not just worried about losing my leg, but the fact Luke might be dead under the floorboards and we'll never find him and I'll live with the guilt forever and-"

"Wedge, can it" Wes sighed "it's fine I know you didn't mean to have a go at me, but you can't think like that, we'll find Luke"

"I guess you're right" he sighed "but Luke's also my friend, I can't let anything happen to him"

"Neither can I, so we better hurry up and get to- what is all that banging?!"

"Most likely the fights, we'd taken out most of the scientists, but I guess there's still a few to battle off, haven't quite found Leeson but I assumed you and Luke were taking care of that, obviously not, and Hobbie and I started escorting people out, then I found you"

"Well if we're sharing stories, me and Luke entered the premises, and we were walking for about five minutes when this guy handcuffed me, I kept trying to get to Luke, who had just been picked up by this old dude, not joking, straight around the middle, anyway he smacked Luke's head into the wall and he went unconscious, then the guy who had me handcuffed began pulling me away! And I couldn't get to Luke, but I heard the guy who had me say 'where shall I meet you?' And the other guy said 'lab 1126' well it might have been 1127 like I said but-"

"You speak like a dumbass" Wedge grumbled.

"You speak like a princess" Wed retorted.

"You-" Wedge stopped himself as he noticed a bright light up ahead, which made a change from the dim hallways. Wes took off in a run ahead and skidded down to his knees. "Isn't that Luke's lightsaber?"

"Yea!" Wes called back, standing quickly. "This is where he was commander-napped, that's what I'm calling it from now on"

"Oh shut up and show me where Luke is!" Wedge yelled, running up to him.

"Alright alright I'm going!" Wes rolled his eyes and grabbed his friends hand, pulling him down the corridor Luke was carried down earlier.

Reynolds watched as the rebel unconsciously whimpered from the burns that where now plastered all over his feet.

"Idiotic boy" he hissed, putting the lighter down and going to his desk. He hated working with Leeson, the arsehole had no idea what all these chemicals could do, he was a nitwit, Reynolds knew he could do so much more with the serums, he knew how great he could be. He enjoyed torturing as much as the next person but there was more to it than that. He turned back to the beaten rebel, his stomach bloody and sliced. He understood why Leeson wanted to try the serum on this boy, he already looked like a 10 year old, but he had such a skinny body he wouldn't be able to do anything after the serum had kicked in, he'd be nothing but a fragile toddler, he wouldn't remember anything, well apart from his name, he wouldn't remember his friends, his family, the fact he was a rebel, at least that's what Leeson had said to him. He began to daydream about life if he managed to steal the formula, take it to the empire, he'd be rich, famous even, and he could get back at Leeson for how he'd treated him.

"I'm just saying Wedge! He's a commander and he was kidnapped! It makes perfect sense to-" he stood up from the chair, dropping the wires he'd began fiddling with. That sounded just like the rebel he'd thrown in the cell block earlier, Wes if he remembered rightly. Frightened Luke had called out the name Wes a few times, so unless that was his imaginary friend Reynolds assumed this was him. As he opened the door he was not expecting to be met with another man, holding onto the old treasured weapon of a Jedi.

"You!" Wes yelled angrily, grabbing for his blaster, only to grace his fingers over thin air.

"Forgetting I confiscated that, young rebel?" Wes' face paled at the name.

"H-how did you know we were rebels?!" The other snapped.

"You're wearing rebel flight uniforms you absolute morons" he replied bluntly. "If you're looking for that little boy Leeson generously took in earlier you won't find him-" suddenly the man was cut off; Wedge had jammed the lightsaber's end into Reynolds' stomach.


I really wish they built more off of Wedge and Wes in the movies THAT would've been cool. I also just watched an interview from the 1970's where Mark Hamill and Harrison Ford are talking about how Harrison was also a part time carpenter and Mark is stoned out of his mind and he chuckles and says in the most monotone voice ever "he made this chair" and then they both start laughing. That was cute if I ever saw it (no I don't ship the actors, but I love how they interact with one another as friends) Here are the reviews from the last chapter.

Stripedfly1001: cool chapter! I can't wait to see what happens next, please hurry!

Me: awe! Thank you! And there is a looooot more to come!

Reyella: wow

Me: not quite sure how to take that review, hope it's a good one!

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