Chapter 13

Don't worry you can end your misery you get by reading this, I'm almost done.

Jedi gingerly stood up before crumpling to the ground once more. He swore, "Osik. If you're ever captured by these di'kite, never let them show you Imperial hospitality."

"Yeah, I'll remember that," Sami rolled her eyes, "if they can ever catch up to me and can stop staring."

"Don't worry," he laughed, "I'll make sure they keep their eyes up."

Jaster was really getting impatient on the other side of the comm. He began to rant, "Look you wanted to find Jedi, and we did. Now can we please get out of here, marching into the detention area in the heart of a plastic boy compound isn't what I had in mind."

He just heard laugher in the background of the connection. He then faintly heard Jedi as he had before and tried to block it out but was embarrassed as he heard, "I think you just indirectly quoted Solo."

"Tawny, Sami, tell Jedi to get the hell out of there!" He dropped his head and put is face in his hand. This was becoming a real pain for him. He heard Sami come back over, "Ok, ok, hold your shebs."

She looked down at Jedi the over at Tawny. She looked back at Jedi, "You ok?"

"Yeah," He replied, "Or at least I'll recover eventually."

"You can walk?" Jedi shook his head, "No," he replied, "I had to go through too much pain to get here alone. I mean I'm not crippled and I don't think any of those bones are broken, but I couldn't get out of the compound."

"Jaster you getting that?" Sami asked. Jaster shook his head. All the possible options flooded his head. In a split second he made what he thought was the most plausible solution. "Unfortunately I did. I mean I think there's a landing platform we could pick you up at but other than that I got nothing."

"Well that's better than nothing; just tell Sev that he'll need to hold out a bit longer. I'll see you there." She turned off the comm. then crouched down next to Jedi and put his arm around her shoulder. He just seemed to know what she was thinking, "You'll get through it."

"Glad to see you still trust me after this," she gently smiled at him under her helmet. He just nodded, "Cyar'ika, I never lost trust, in any of you."

Her smile evolved into a broad grin. She motioned for them to walk out only to have him touch a large red button on the terminal he had been against. He turned to Tawny then said, "Might as well let everyone else enjoy my new found freedom, besides, you remember the last time I sparked a riot."

"Jedi," Tawny just blankly checked her blaster before taking up position near the door, "I remember, please shut up about favors I owe you.*"

Meanwhile back at the ship Jaster was just finishing up explaining the situation to a swearing Sev. "How much longer do you want me to fight the entire fierfeking Imperial army!"

"Look Fett last time I checked this was your plan." He snapped back. Then he heard Jason in mando'a, "Mhi liser ganar Scar ash'amur! We'll get away and he gets his fun!"

"Mhi liser ganar gar ash'amur. No, just hold out! Ten minutes is all I ask!" He hoped for an accepting reply. He got it. "Alright Sev, tell me when you pull out and don't worry, I'll make sure we all owe you one."

Jaster turned around in the co-pilot's seat to look over at Deliah. She looked him over then asked, "We got some free time."

He shook his head, depressed know what he was going to miss. "Nope we have to go get an evac going, Now! C'mon." He began to frantically get everything ready as Deliah just went through the procedures in a lax manor. Jaster looked over, "Deliah you in touch with reality here?"

"What…Oh yeah…I've just been thinking about Jason," Jaster rolled his eyes. She continued, "I mean…normally it's just one night or something, but there's something more there."

"Thanks for crushing my dreams," well his dreams had already been crushed since Sami was part of them but for the sake of staying somewhat appropriate we'll just stop there. Deliah asked as they began to lift off the ground, "You still want something? I'll give it?"

"Thanks but I have bigger things to worry about." Now he was really getting annoyed. Deliah asked, "Jaster, could you teach me some Mando'a for him?"

"For Jason? You've only known him of a week and a half!" Now he was glad his comm. was off. He just looked blankly at her. She shrugged, "Well what Jedi and Sami got something going, so he's out. I don't think we have anything going, Scar isn't a man compared to Jason, and well Ita's can be out there like that sometimes."

"Fine," He began to lighten up, "Yeah I'll teach you some, ohh, Jason's going to love this."

Tawny, Sami, and Jedi to a point had snuck through the chaos of the riot Jedi had instigated and fought some guards, but their tactics and training kept them out of trouble for the most part until they reached the landing pad. Only to see a figure on the pad, the night lights of Coruscant shining off the gold Mandalorian armor. They were alone against Davik, Sev, Jason, Afishee, and Scar had withdrawn, and they had to hope Deliah and Jaster were almost there and the riot gained momentum to ensure their escape except there was Davik Kyram, waiting to stop them once again. He mockingly clapped slowly before beginning, "Well Jedi Commando, I have to give you credit with this little escape ploy. The riot is a nice touch and Tawny you and your husband's little skirmish was genius if I say so myself."

"Well clones are more original than you give us credit for," Jedi replied before taking his arm from around Sami shoulder and somehow standing tall and firm. Sami looked straight at Davik then pleaded, "Davik, just let us go for once. This will be easier for all of us."

"No it won't." Davik responded. He took off his helmet and pointed to his scar down the middle of his forehead and nose, "You auretii gave me this! These two," he pointed at Jedi and Tawny, "Took you away from me! So they will pay too. Which one of you hutt'une want to fight me?"

Jedi took a step forward then Sami held him back, he couldn't fight and she couldn't drag Tawny into this. She strode forward the stood her ground before sneering, "I'm not going to let you drag anyone else into this. This is between you and me, if you want a fight you got one."

Davik grumbled and put his helmet back on. "Well I guess I'll have to show you some Imperial hospitality too, just to show you all this osik this clone's drag you into."

With that he charged in and they began fighting, a mismatched fight, Davik clearly had the strength advantage, and that didn't bode well.

Notes:

*Again see Sev's story

Mhi liser ganar Scar ash'amur!- We can have Scar die

Mhi liser ganar gar ash'amur- we can have you die