Sometime later…

"Man, what a rush!" SF Girl jumped, pumping her fists and then punching the air. "I'm just so ready for more!"

AP Girl rolled her eyes even as she smiled. Turning to the Jedi she tilted her head slightly. "So, what will you do now?"

Tank gestured to the restrained smuggler with a tilt of his head. "I intend to take Captain Sharmain here back to the Galactic Alliance and drop him off. I'll also have to take all of the droids as well as his ship with me, as that's going to be used as evidence."

"Anything we can do to help?"

He pondered a bit, and then held his hands up, shrugging. "Well, you can help gather up all the droids and their bits and throw them into his ship. That will certainly help a lot."

"Sure! I bet I can get the citizens to help too!" AP Girl winked and held up a thumb.

Tank bowed his head slightly in appreciation. "Thank you. I'll be here, getting this ship ready." Looking over at the restrained villain behind the two superheroes, he gestured with his chin. "What will you do with him?"

AP Girl gave a brief look and then waved the man away dismissively. "He's going to see the cops and probably get put away for a while. Who knows how much damage he did, but the authorities will take it from there."

Tank bowed his head again in respect. "Then today was a job well done."

SF Girl grinned and flexed a bicep, grabbing it with her free hand. "It will be once we get all this picked up! Come on, let's get this guy taken away already!"

AP Girl rolled her eyes once more, and as SF Girl turned and walked towards the exit, a playful expression crossed the brunettes face. She leaned forward towards the Jedi, her voice lowered conspiratorially. "Unlike her, this is actually my normal form, soo…if you ever just happen to be in the area…I could show you around. Or a good time." She let her eyes roam over him briefly, waggling her eyebrows. "Or both."

Tank was positive that his face was as hot as the sun. "We will see. I make no promises, but should my duties happen to bring me by, I may be able to visit." He offered diplomatically.

"That'd be great." She grinned and giggled, before giving him a quick peck on the cheek and then giving Tank a quick wave as she moved towards their captive. She picked the Doc up by the rebar that was wrapped around his arms and torso and easily hung him over her back, ignoring his protests and demands while Tank simply watched.

Sharmain gave a low whistle as he watched the two women walk away. "Well, guess it's true that Jedi have the right charms. Very smooth. You'd be a lucky man indeed if you came back here. Maybe you should, get yourself some R&R. You guys do that, right?"

The redhead took a breath and sighed, deciding it best not to get into that conversation. It was awkward enough as it was. He took hold of Sharmain's secured arm and began to guide him towards the smugglers ship.

"When we're not chasing down law breakers, sure. Still, you should look at it this way, Captain. You're still getting to your own lady. For a little bit anyway, till I can slave your ship to mine." Tank grinned as they started up the ramp.

Sharmain snorted. "You'll excuse me if I'm not jumping for joy. I would rather be piloting her out of here by now." He grumbled as he was led into the common area of his ship, and was thoroughly secured to a bulkhead. "I should have known this deal was too good to be true."

The Jedi nodded in agreement. "Probably."

It was quite some time later, after all of the droids and their scrapped brethren had been tossed aboard, that Tank lifted off with the freighter, easing away from the city with both superheroes flying as escort. A short landing, transfer and remote slaving the captured ship to his own, and they lifted off once more.

Both superheroines flew alongside the airborne starships for a short period of time, giving a jaunty wave to the red-headed Jedi in the cockpit of his smaller freighter. He returned the wave thru the window, before he gunned the engines with a ground shaking roar, and both ships rocketed higher into the sky. The women paused in their flight, watching as the ships rapidly became dots, lit only by the exhaust glows of their engine ports, before they seemed to stretch and vanish.

"Well, that's that." AP Girl brushed her hands together in satisfaction, her friend nodding.

"Yea, not bad for my first time!" The dark haired woman grinned, and getting a sharp glance from her friend.

"First time? How do we know this isn't the last time? We still have to get you to change back. And you still have to explain how you did that healing thing."

"Aww, come on! You don't like changing back either, so why should we? Let's just stay this way! It's not like we're recognized, and look at me...I look good like this!" SF Girl put a hand behind her head and arched her back, emphasizing her bust.

AP Girl's face flushed, and she growled. "Y-yes, but they do know you as Sandra, and if you don't reappear as her, you'll be missed by your family and friends!"

The other woman seemed to deflate at the realization, her arms dropping and shoulders drooping down. "Oh. Yea. You're right. Mom would be worried sick."

AP Girl nodded, crossing her arms under her chest. "Exactly. Don't get me wrong, having backup like this is nice, but I'm kind of hoping you don't get to change again. You're what keeps me from being reckless in this form, and you can't do that if you're the same way. You're my anchor."

SF Girl's eyes started to water, and she suddenly enveloped her smaller friend in a bone crushing hug. "That's the nicest thing you've ever said!" She cried.

"Hee...it's true! Now come on, let's get back to our bags and go home!" AP Girl grinned as she was let go, and quickly led the way back to the city. "But seriously… 'SF Girl?'"

"What's wrong with that? I thought that the 'A.P.' was short for your initials, so why wouldn't it work for me?"

"…ok, sure…but 'Special Force?'"

"Oh, like 'Awesome Person' was any better!"

They continued to verbally snipe each other all the way back into town. A part of their normal lives as another random encounter came to a close.

Fin