NOTES: I hope anyone reading is enjoying the story... A guest review let me know chapter 7 was in code, it's fixed now. Sorry about that (Thanks Mia!). They also asked about Baby Yoda… Like you I love him or her. Baby Yoda IS in this story… but not for a long while and in future plans I have.

Thanks for sticking with the story this far!

Chapter 22 - An Uninvited Guest

Fayra had slept and kept sleeping. Three days now and she's just beginning to stir awake. She lay in her bed allowing her surroundings to slowly come in to focus. She thought about the events of the last time she was conscious. She felt sore from where Toro hit her, her heart pounded at the memory of nearly being raped. Even the Niktos didn't treat her so badly. She had pain and soreness in many parts of her body, she supposed it would have been much worse if Peli hadn't been there. She smiled at the memory of the crazed hair woman.

She jumped at the sound of movement underneath her bed, then a few whispered beeps.

Fayra's eyes flew open and gasped. She shot up out of bed as Blue came rolling out.

"Blue!" she shouted kneeling down. Just then she heard footsteps approaching. She shoved the droid back under the bed.

"Everything alright?" Mando asked behind her. She shot to her feet.

"Fine!" She unnecessarily shouted at him. "Fine." She tried a normal voice that time but it came out too high pitched. "Fin- fine. Everything's fine."

When he said nothing she imagined what his expression must be under that helmet.

She smiled, but she could feel it was coming off as awkward. The awkwardness only extended out to a weird silence.

"Well… you've been asleep for several days. I made a stop at a small port, stocked up on a few things."

She nodded at him, praying Blue would stay quiet. "Good," she said. "I'm hungry! I- uh - I'm just gonna... get dressed." she smiled, awkwardly again.

He nodded and left. She closed the door, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Blue, come out of there right now!" She demanded in the loudest whisper she could. The droid rolled out slowly. "You're very lucky he doesn't know you're on board." It beeped at her. "Shh!"

"What are you doing here? You can't be here."

Out came a series of beeps.

"I said be quiet! If he finds you he'll shoot you on the spot."

The little droid rolled back under the bed, afraid.

Fayra sighed. "Well, we'll just have to keep you hidden until the next stop. Then you have to go."

It arguably beeped at her.

"No! You can't stay, you'll have to find a home somewhere else." She watched as the little droid rolled back out. She sighed. "I'm sorry… now stay under there, and don't you come out."

It slowly rolled back under. She quickly dressed in a plain white shirt and some twill cargo pants. She looked herself over, the bruises and scrapes Toro left behind are just beginning to fade. "Good."

As Fayra left she closed the door, she hoped Mando wouldn't notice, she usually left it open. She searched him out, she wanted to know when their next stop would be. She found him on the flight deck. She walked up behind him and placed a hand on the top of his chair. She told herself she needed to act casual, as if nothing is wrong, and that she's not hiding a droid in her room. A small part of her hated lying to him. He looked over his shoulder at her.

"I was just wondering when you planned to make another stop… on a planet?" She really didn't need to add that last part. But she didn't want to leave Blue on some space station.

"Don't know, maybe a few days, maybe a week."

She couldn't hide her disappointment, as she huffed. That answer didn't help. He noticed. She quickly changed the subject.

"So, when are you going to teach me to fly this thing?"

Mando huffed a laugh.

"What?!" She asked, a bit insulted. "What if you had an accident?" She said as he turned his chair and stood. She backed up a few steps as he filled the space between them.

"I would usually take a statement like that as a threat." He stated flatly. "Are you threatening me?" he began stepping toward her.

"N.. no, no." She waved her hands in front of her backing up as he drew closer. "I was just thinking if you slipped on the ladder or something,

"Slipped on the ladder?"

"You know, hitting your head. You'd be knocked out, on the floor bleeding to death." She stepped back some more as he stepped even closer. She really needed to shut up now, she thought.

However, she was too nervous and just kept talking. "You know, if I couldn't land and get help, you'd die! Then I die and we'd be two corpses floating around in the galaxy." She laughed nervously. Suddenly Fayra hit something hard, rocking her body forward. She put her foot out to stop herself from falling into him.

"There's a wall there." He pointed out reaching up to the side of her head. She moved to the side slightly unsure of his intentions. She heard a click as Mando flipped a switch.

"You wanna learn how to fly the ship." It was a question, but he speaks in such a tone, it sounds more like a statement.

Not really, she said to herself, but she couldn't say that now. "In case of an emergency." She replied.

He stood in front of her unmoving. She looked into his visor. The silence grew between the two. Fayra began to think he could see right through her. Along with everything she'd ever done wrong, including that time she stole the tractor and crashed it into her foster father's barn. She'd blamed the neighbor's droid and was never caught. If he knew that, then he'd definitely know about Blue. What was he going to do to her?

"Maybe." He replied, taking his seat again. Fayra was a bit surprised. She knew he didn't like anyone messing around with his ship.

"Great!" She said excitedly. "Okay, well… are you hungry? I'm going to make something."

"Thank you, but no."

"Okay," She said, making her exit. As the door slid closed she took a deep breath. This was going to be difficult. He didn't plan any stops any time soon, how was she going to keep that droid out of his sight?