Fifteen months later...
The Star Cluster casino was not the first to be built on Nar Shaddaa, but it was definitely the most popular. And if you went in there, you would see why. The vibrantly lit facility had scantily-clad waitresses sauntering around serving their customers. The bartender was an attractive women wearing nothing more than a pair of translucent knickers. Elsewhere, live dancers, some of whom were completely naked would dazzle the audience with erotic moves and stripteases. When you saw how much skin the female staff were made to expose, you would understand why so many men and male aliens frequented the casino.
This was Ezra's first time visiting. And it certainly wasn't to be seduced by hot ladies, especially when Sabine didn't have to expose nearly as much skin to attract him! He entered the compound, blasting with loud music. The former Jedi Knight wore a long black coat over a grey collared-shirt. A pair of sunglasses hid his ocean blue eyes and his identity from the people around him while his lightsaber hung from his belt, hidden behind his coat. "Spectre 2, this is Spectre 1. Anything on the target?" he spoke into his wrist comm.
High above him, his Mandalorian partner and lover scanned the gambling hall from her vantage point on the roof. The upgraded HUD in her helmet began scanning the faces of the casino's customers and cross-referencing the faces with the one they were looking for. The facial scans took about 30 seconds to complete and showed Sabine the highest match in the casino. "Spectre 1, I've picked up a 95% match at the bar." she informed him.
"Copy, moving to confirm the target." he replied, pressing a small button in his sunglasses. Now, everything he saw was being transmitted to the HUD in Sabine's helmet.
"Suspected target is wearing a hat with a grey coat, he'll probably be armed." Sabine warned, watching Ezra walk across the hall towards the crowded bar. He sat beside the suspect and summoned the topless female bartender. "You better not try anything, babe" Sabine hissed into the comlink.
Ezra chuckled at his girlfriend's warning. "Hey, sexy." he flirted with the bartender. She giggled in response and leaned on the bar counter where Ezra was seated. "Give me a shot of your best drink." he requested. The lady did as she was asked and placed a cup of liquid in front of Ezra.
"Wanna go somewhere more quiet, handsome?" the bartender flirted back, stroking Ezra's cheek. Sabine cringed at the video feed being transmitted to her helmet HUD. She did her best to ignore the feed. Ezra smiled but shook his head no, much to Sabine's relief. The bartender's flirty smile vanished and she walked away to serve another customer.
Without the topless bartender to distract him, Ezra turned his attention back to the suspect sitting beside him, sipping on his drink. "Borealis Vereto?" he asked. The suspect seemed to be visibly jolted when Ezra said his name. "Or should I call you 'Thysenberg'?" Ezra continued, sipping the concuction that he had been served. The suspect tossed his coat aside to reveal his blaster pistol and shot Ezra a warning glare before he stood up and left.
"Suspect's face is a 100% match, Spectre 1." Sabine suddenly chimed in with confirmation of their suspicions. Ezra placed his drink on the bar counter, along with some credits and followed the man known as Thysenberg.
"Roger that, Spectre 2, target is heading for the exit. I am in pursuit. Will call back when target is in a less crowded place." Ezra reported back. He was rudely interrupted when the Force warned him of the incoming blaster shot. He dodged, the shot narrowly missing him. Ezra turned to see Thysenberg holding two blaster pistols, aimed at him. The Force-sensitive teenager pulled out his lightsaber and started deflecting the shots away. Seizing the opportunity of a break in the shooting when Vereto was reloading, Ezra charged forward and slashed, destroying Vereto's weapons.
But the drug kingpin wasn't going to be defeated so easily. He grabbed Ezra's shoulder and activated something. High voltage electricity flowed through Ezra, causing him to yell out in pain. Then Valeto threw Ezra across the room. As her boyfriend collapsed to the ground, Sabine came crashing through the glass dome on the roof. Shards of glass fell from the dome, cutting several of the customers. The Mandalorian and the kingpin engaged, Sabine doing her best to incapacitate him. But Valeto overpowered her, kicking her away and making a break for the exit. 'Can't let him get away again.' Sabine thought.
She fired several stun shots at the fleeing criminal. They hit him and he collapsed on to the floor unconscious. Sabine now turned to helping her boyfriend back on his feet. She pulled back on to his feet and put his sunglasses back on his face. Together they escorted the incapacitated Thysenberg back to their bounty contractors, who were also on Nar Shaddaa. They collected the credits and walked back to their ship at the spaceport; a Plug-6 heavy freighter.
"That was something." Ezra commented as they entered the vessel they called home. He groaned as he felt another smaller surge of electricity flow through him. "Har'chaak, it still hurts."
Sabine smiled and pushed him against the wall, capturing his lips in hers. They made out for a few minutes until their companion interrupted them. "Mistress Wren, Master Bridger, welcome home." the silver protocol droid greeted them as it walked out from their shared quarters. "I just finished cleaning your quarters. May I mention, Master Bridger, that the interior smelled awful. And what was that white liquid on the floor?!"
The bounty hunting couple blushed at the mention of the mess that last night's fun time had created in their room. "Yeah, sorry about that, G-E. Thanks for cleaning up after us." Ezra said, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. The silver droid nodded and made its way to the cockpit. Ezra followed it. He breathed in the cockpit air and smiled at the sight of the automated flight systems. Dials, switches, lights and buttons were scattered across the cockpit. A control yoke sat in front of the pilot and co-pilot seats, even though much of the flying was done by their astromech droid T6-05. "Hi T-6." Ezra greeted the small, blue and orange droid. It was only up to Ezra's waist in height, acquired during another job on Quesh. Sabine had repaired it and given it a new coat of paint. Now the droid was one of the couples' closest friends, a droid with a sort-of personality that they could talk to.
The little astromech chirped gleefully at the sound of its master's voice. "Welcome home, master." it chirped in binary. Ezra patted the little droids dome and sat down in his chair. He dropped his sunglasses on the control panel.
"Start up engines, T-6. And revert to manual control. Set course for deep space" Ezra commanded, though his tone wasn't very authoritative. Nevertheless, T6 obeyed his master's command. The starship's two engines revved to life, sending mild tremors throughout the ship. "Activating vibration absorbers." Ezra remarked, flipping a switch in the overhead panel. Almost immediately, the tremors ceased. Ezra then turned the ship a full 360 degrees before piloting the ship out of the hangar into Nar Shaddaa's orbit. He reactivated the autopilot and pushed the thrust levers all the way up to hyperspace levels. The stars became lines as the ship jumped into hyperspace.
Ezra released the control column and leaned back in his chair, admiring the beauty of the wormhole of hyperspace travel. He did not notice Sabine walking into the cockpit behind him. "Everything alright?" she asked, bringing him out of his trance.
"Oh, yeah. Just thinking about how far we've come in the past year." Ezra said, recalling the events they went through together. Two people meant to be enemies, to kill each other, somehow fell in love and abandoned their factions to be together. Living quietly in a ship and only landing to fulfill bounty contracts that required the target be captured alive. They helped each other along the way, grew closer than anyone else in the galaxy thought possible. He was glad it worked out and he had not fallen to the Dark Side, his love for Sabine keeping him in the light. "Thank you for loving me." he said.
Sabine smiled and sat in her lover's lap before pressing her lips into his. They passionately made out and embraced, arms snaking around each other's bodies. "I love you." she whispered in between kisses. Ezra moaned in response and carried her off the chair all the way to their bedroom, lustfully desiring to indulge in her body for another night.
THE END
A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed the final entry to Falling For The Enemy. Thank you readers for all the support your have showered on this story about enemies becoming lovers. You guys are awesome! Anyway, thanks again. Re'turcye Mhi!
HA! Just kidding. May The Force Be With You!
Also, SABEZRA FOR TEH WIIIIINNNNN!
~Paul
