Chapter 14

So I'm almost done here…

She ducked away from the blow, feeling the wind of Davik's mighty swing past over her head. Davik might have had the strength advantage, and that can easily turn the tide in a fist fight, but Sami was smarter than Davik, and a brutish dunce cannot fight an intelligent foe. Yet Davik was still no idiot, and somehow with all Sami's dodges, quick jabs, and other tricks compared Davik's straight forward blows a clear winner was not immerging. Davik with his rapidly dwindling patience yelled, "Just give up already!"

Sami stopped his fist and grimaced as she held it back and replied, "You forgot, hut'uun, I'm not helpless. I thought after all those years together you'd remember that."

"I do," he sneered as he backed up. "Except you always seemed to need my help, you can barely survive on your own." He kept swinging and Sami just kept avoiding anything Davik tried. "Hey I turned out better without you; I'm not murdering every damn thing I see." she put her forearm up to block a strike and spun around to gain some space only to have him grab her arm and dragged her closer to him. He responded in cold blood, "I'm not committing murder. I'm serving justice."

She kneed his groin, even with Mandalorian armor that can still hurt and backed away before punching him rapidly until he regained composure and began to block her blows. Sami replied calmly, in a warmer tone then Davik's, "They have the same rights to life, scumbag, war hero, alien, human, and clone. You have no right to kill them like that."

Davik screamed as he unleashed a torrent of blows again Sami, she just blocked then spun behind him and kicked him to the ground. She reached for her side arm, wondering if she would just keep him from stopping them or shoot him. She wasn't sure if killing him would be an act of greed or doing the right thing and killing a murderer. Except instead of her blaster pistol all she could feel was the air. She quickly looked over to see it wasn't there then looked over at Davik chuckling quietly before pointing one blaster at Sami and the other at Tawny. He didn't bother to aim one at Jedi, one, he was out of arms, and two, Jedi wouldn't be able to fight, he was kneeling on the ground, hunched over in unbearable pain, the fact that he gone this far without falling was a mystery to everyone else. Davik gloated, "C'mon Sami even if you could get me down you still can't win without me. We need each other."

"You think I didn't see that coming?" she began. Davik shook his head as he stood up, "You didn't."

"Check my blaster, you'll find you can't fire it."

"You check it," he suspected some form of treachery. He was about to slide it over before realizing how dumb that would be. He just fired it away only to see she wasn't lying to him. Although Sami hated to admit she hadn't planned that, her side arm had been jammed on safety and she never found time to fix it. It was a spur of the moment attempt to get Davik to make a mistake, and to make sure he couldn't shoot her where she stood. Then she realized it was probably better than her just figuring it out seconds away from attempting to blast Davik's brains out. To make matters worse this malfunction didn't really help though, there was still a working pistol aimed at Tawny's head and Davik still could kill her. Davik snarled as he threw the faulty pistol away, "Trying to screw me? After all we've been through together Cyar'ika?"

"Don't...don't call me that. Never again," her calm seemed to be slowly eroding away. "You had your chance, you blew it."

"I'm willing to give you a second chance," he shrugged, "To me you blew it, you blew it the day you enlisted with these traitors."

"Davik," Sami spoke warmly, "You were my friend, more than that, but I don't know what happened to you. I'm willing to give you the chance to be my friend once again."

"What?" He asked slowly and clearly. Sami hadn't expected to get anywhere with her act of forgiveness, even though it was genuine. She replied blandly, "You heard me."

"Well…I…" he knew he would be stuck with his destiny after this choice. He would be a hero or villain. He then let logic and common sense take over in. He still had doubts had doubts about his decision as he sneered, "I'm not joining terrorists. I should kill you now," his internal conflicts began to fade, "but I can't, I love you. These two," he motioned to Jedi and Tawny, "on the other hand deserve to die."

"And why do we deserve to die? Just because I'm not human...just because I'm a clawdite? Because Jedi's a clone? Because we're trying to save the galaxy!" Tawny yelled, "You son of a bitch!"

With that his finger inched closer to pulling the trigger only to have Jedi charge into Davik, knocking the blaster out of Davik's hand but Davik himself kept standing up. Tawny quickly joined in but Davik held out against the two. He questioned Jedi, "Osik, how are you still conscious let alone fighting?"

"You'd be amazed what a man can do when good vs. evil and survival is at stake."Davik knocked Tawny away and to the ground only as Jedi punched Davik twice forcing him back before quickly grabbing him and whispering, "You say things, actions speak louder than words."

"My actions are speaking louder," Davik tried to head butt Jedi except Jedi expected something, this time victory seemed on his side before continuing, "Murdering is one thing," he motioned towards Sami quickly, "You say you love her, but you just abused her, you wanted her."

"You don't know what you're talking about!" Davik furiously pushed Jedi back then pressed forward, blinded by hate and disbelief.

"Aruetii, he's right, ya know!" Tawny yelled, getting up, hearing every word. Jedi didn't intend that, it could make a bad situation worse. Yet Jedi just held back and just kept talking, "You can't prove it, Davik, but I can. If you love her tell her, come with us, save her. Sure she'd have to choose between you and me, but if you redeem yourself she'd choose you," he winced when he said that, he hoped that wouldn't happen if he redeemed Davik, "She's better without my sins anyway."

Davik didn't care even if he heard every word clearly. Fear and disgust led Davik's actions he would kill Jedi Commando, he must. He kept pushing forward. Knocking Jedi back and keeping Tawny back on the ground at the same time. Davik could win this again, he could take his revenge.

Meanwhile off to the side Sami stood there, frozen. The man she loved was currently fighting for everything he believed in and for her, which flattered her, but she couldn't do anything. The two combatants were in a deadlock, neither one willing to compromise their views of good vs. evil. Jedi kicked Davik back, making a space between them. Davik realized he was next to his sidearm and grabbed it in a flash and pointed it at Jedi. Sami shook her head when she made her decision on what to do, it seemed stupid, but nothing made sense, it was pure instinct that lead her choice. She just stuck out her hand and pushed.

Jedi watched as Davik went flying away. Some invisible current pushed him away and off the platform. Jedi looked over where the blast seemed to come from only to see Sami standing there innocently. As he looked down at Tawny and helped her up he asked, "You know?"

"About what?" Jedi tilted his towards Sami, "That."

"I suspected…I guess this is confirmation," Tawny shook her head, "Gar Jetiise."

Commando looked back at Sami. He had the same ideas as Tawny, he always suspected something. Sami shrugged nonchalantly, "Well I guess you're not that special after all."

"You just had to come back to save me, I am," he joked before becoming more serious, "You just got screwed. Force-sensitivity isn't the greatest power."

"I know," she looked away, "If you're willing I guess we can deal with this together, if you're not pissed over what I did."

"Why would I be? You did the right thing." He walked over to her and took his helmet. "You really had issues with him, If anything I'm proud of you."

"You aren't," Sami began before Jedi put his finger up to shush her. He finished, "Cyar'ika, Ni su kar'taylir darasuum gar."

She smiled back at him and took her helmet off too. They kissed, passionately. Meanwhile the ship came into view. Jedi quickly looked over and joked, "Took long enough," before going back to kissing his girlfriend. Jaster came over the comm. "Ok we got here."

"Yeah well you might want to turn around," Tawny laughed, "Jedi and Sami are having a moment, let them keep it." Jaster rolled his eyes, not even wanting to ask. "When they're done, and I hope that's soon, just get out of there."

"Hey you can't rush love. It needs it times, it comes naturally…"

Finally Jedi and Sami ended what Jason would call step one to a fun night and they went for the ship.

"Sev, they're on their way, so if you could start falling back, we can get out of here." Jaster said to Sev via comlink.

"It's about time they got their shebs in gear! Afishee, Dosii, Scar: fall back on my mark...now!" Sev commented.

Sami, Tawny and Jedi made it to the ship, and in the nick of time, too. Sev, Jason, Scar, and Ita were running, full speed, to the RV point. The ship lifted; the ordinance safely secure onboard. As soon as Jason saw Jedi he announced, "You really look like a pile of osik sir."

"I can say hearing you and knowing something stupid's gonna come makes me feel better."

"I'm touched." Jason, walked out followed by Scar and Afishee leaving Sev, Tawny, and Jedi alone, "So, Skirata...you owe me one."

"Yeah, I've been told. Tawny isn't letting me live it down," he laughed. Sev shrugged, "let's just get this over with I owe Jason a favor."

"Osik that bad?" Jedi was confused, and sore. Now that the adrenaline rush had faded he was surprised he could still stand. Yet he still limped after Sev's proud stride into the cockpit as Sev mumbled, "that bad."

Jason cleared his throat and said, "Now...about your experiences, Fett; Tell us about the Clone Wars, and it better not be the typical osik we hear from the historians, cause they're full of it."

Sev looked at Jedi; and after a moments consideration he agreed except he used an old clone commando hand motion to basically say, "don't say too much." He trusted his squad but even though he tended to be unlike Jango in the fact he was more of an extravert he didn't really feel that he wanted to tell the squad too much. Sev nodded before beginning.

"Well, Jason; It started when Skirata and I were "Born" from our test-tubes. As early as I can remember, I had gotten outta that hellhole before Spar had, I had little training, but I had handled weapons like an expert, where as Skirata here-had more training. Along my journey, I'd gotten work as a bounty hunter, forged my own armor and got to work. When I finally made it back to the GAR, I was battle-hardened and a little of a hot-head. I remember one time I nearly ripped a regular's head off because he wouldn't let go of the fact that I was a better sniper than he was and that he was just plain stupid."

Jedi smiled at that, that was a weird day...fun for him…not for anyone else.

"Soon, it was time to head out to Geonosis, and Jango was headed there to talk with his employer. He was paid a fare amount of Creds for just the creation of the clones:5,000,000 republic credits. During the battle, the jedi appeared out of nowhere and began to do their job," Jedi glared at Sev. They always had conflicting views of the next part, Jedi though Sev was being a traitor for killing Jedi knights to avenge Jango and Sev thought it was justice. Sev continued, "Jang'buir sprang into action, killing a fair few Jedi...but was cut down by a Jedi master named Windu. Past that point, I hate the fierfeking Jedi, except you Jedi and apparently you Sami, I'm fine with you two."

"Don't forget Revan and Skywalker," Jedi butt in. Sev looked at him and muttered for him to shut up before continuing, "I had a job to do, so we went about our missions, working for the jedi to do their dirty work. One event in particular has always clawed at the back of my thoughts: The "prosecutor" mission, remember Skirata?"

Jedi nodded, remembering that mission.

"Then what happened?" Jason asked. So Jedi and Sev told the rest of that story the detours, the horrors, the lizards, their brothers: The Delta. Jedi laughed, "Jason you and Scorch would have gotten along real nicely. Afishee, you'd like Fixer."

"So you do think I'm awesome?" Jason laughed. Jedi shook his head before allowing Sev to continuing the rest of the Clone Wars but they left out a single event that changed their lives forever and got them into this mess: Order 66. So they finished with the battle of Coruscant then Sami inquired, "Well that's great and all, but what about Order 66? Why are we stuck fighting this fierfeking war?"

Sev and Jedi looked nervously at each other. Sev wouldn't talk about that before and he wouldn't now. Jedi finally spoke, "Well you see, cyar'ika, we…err…we don't really feel comfortable with talking about that, it was a bad time. It's something we'd rather forget. I ran off at one point and I still haven't told Sev where I went. It was hell. So is that all?"

"Yeah," Jason grumbled, he was mostly concerned with Order 66 but he figured that can wait. Jedi nodded before finishing, "Well if you'll excuse me I need bacta and sleep."

He limped out of the cockpit only to run into Tawny. "Nice job back there," she then laughed, "With Davik and Sami."

"Eh all in a day's work." He was about to struggle on until she asked, "Hey I know even you aren't perfect but what did you mean when you said Sami didn't need your sins? That bastard's done more than you have, she's better with you."

"Thanks but trust me," he sighed, "You don't want to know."

Notes:

So special thanks to Sev and readers for putting up with this. So there will be an epilogue or something and Davik is one sick puppy and Jedi is some player XD.

Cyar'ika- baby, honey, sweetie

Osik-crap

Gar Jetiise- You Jedi.

Ni su kar'taylir darasuum gar.- I still love you (Aww…)