A/N: Here's the next chap. There's a bit of flirtatious banter (but it's a small bit), so I hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars.


The next morning Latts got up and went to make herself some breakfast, pondering how exactly she was going to bring back his emotions.

Pain was going to be the easiest, all she had to do was punch him until he hurt, which she had been wanting to do anyways. He was proving to be quite the annoying patient.

Fear… well she would somehow have to find a way to scare him. Though when you're a bounty hunter who's been through brain sugary awake, you're going to be pretty hard to scare.

Relief, how could she make him feel relief? Pester him all day, then right after dinner stop? She'd have to work on that one.

And Love, well, she didn't even want to think about that yet. She couldn't believe she actually enjoyed this man's company at one time.

Shortly after, Dengar walked into the kitchen. Latts stood up from the table and threw a punch at him. In a split second, he grabbed her fist before it even came within five inches of him.

"What was that?" He asked her, annoyed.

"I wanted to see if you could feel pain." She stated.

"I'll bet you did." He muttered angrily.

"I want to try to get your emotions back." She explained.

"You what?!" He exclaimed.

"I bet you just felt surprised." Latts chuckled.

"I…uh…what?" He stuttered.

"I'm going to try to get you to feel emotions again, but if I'm going to succeed, I'm going to need your cooperation." She explained.

"What if I think I'm fine the way I am?" Dengar asked.

"Do you?" Latts countered.

Dengar looked thoughtful for a moment then sighed. "I guess when I'm supposed to be feeling certain emotions that got removed, I just feel empty." He stated.

"Well, that's progress. First time over the past two days that you haven't been a jerk to me." She said.

"Compassion was another emotion that bit the dust." Dengar shrugged.

"Did they also fry your memory?" She asked, sarcasm hinting in her voice.

"Possibly." He stated.

"Well, we might want to work on that too." Latts mused.


After breakfast, Latts insisted that Dengar stay in bed for at least one more day. He grudgingly agreed that it would be for the better.

"Hopefully this will be the last time I have to do this." Latts smirked, taking off his old bandage.

"I don't know, I was actually starting to like it." He said, arching his eyebrows.

Latts decided to ignore the comment and continued with the bandage.

"Don't you think you ought to check the rest of me for infections?" He asked with a smirk.

Latts pursed her lips and observed his bare chest for a moment. "Nope, I think you're good."

She finished up with the bandage, but when she started to get up to leave, he grabbed her wrist.

"You know about my past, right?" He asked. He seemed serious.

"Yes." She stated cautiously.

"You'll have to tell me about it some time." He said, releasing her wrist.

"Not now, I have to go to town to get food and stuff. Don't go anywhere." She said, leaving the room.

Dengar just lay there and thought for a few minutes. He definitely hoped she had been his bounty hunting partner.


A/N: Hope you all are still enjoying it, please review!