There were some odd characters at the space station. Corra noticed many familiar and a few unfamiliar species as she followed Dyn around the space station. He could tell that her previous captures didn't let her out and about much do to the fact that she could barely keep up with him.

They stopped at a pub for some real food before they headed for his ship. The pub was crowded and loud making both of them on edge, he was just better at hiding it. They took the food back to his ship so he could eat somewhere where he could safely take his helmet off.

She ate before he did. He wanted to eat alone.

"We should go back to Orvax IV." She said when he joined her in the cockpit.

"Why would you want to go back to that wasteland?" She moved out of the middle seat and plopped herself in the one on his right.

"There's a sizable weapons cache. They stored their credits there too. Might as well get it before someone else does."

"If it hasn't been raided already."

"It's well hidden."

"You know where it is?" He spun in his chair to face her.

"I know where it is, I know where all the traps are and I know all the passcodes to get in."

"And how did you happen to come by all this information?"

"Unimportant."

"Oh no," he leaned forward, "that's very important, and if you want me to even consider going back, you're going to tell me how you got all your information."

She shrugged, "I was held captive in that place for almost a year. You hear things. Especially when the people around you don't expect you to listen. Or remember."

"You could turn around and sell anything you do want." She added.

He was quiet, trying to figure out why she would do this for him.

"I just want to pay you back." She said quietly, guessing the reason behind his lack of response.

"Pay me back?"

"For all the credits you won't be receiving from Sanuck."

"Is there anything worthwhile in the weapons cache?"

A slow smile spread on her lips, "I think you would approve of some of the new stuff they have. They aren't…weren't smart enough to operate some of it."


Word had not spread to the right ears yet. The compound was just as Dyn had left it. Except now it smelled worse. Rodents, birds, bugs, they were having a feast on all the dead left to rot. Two of the bodies they walked by were missing their eyes. Corra tripped over her own feet because she couldn't take her eyes off the site.

In the center of the compound was a fountain. This fountain was the entrance to an underground vault. One only had to step on two specific decorative stones surrounded the fountain to reveal the entrance. The stones fell to create a spiral staircase to a long tunnel.

"Stay behind me, there are a few traps that need to be deactivated."

She carefully did so, and after putting in the final passcode to the vault, the door slid away revealing a room with all kinds of different weapons. And a sizable stack of credits in the center.

Enough that she was confident he wouldn't need to take her to Sanuck if he needed the credits.

Corra selected a blaster from the weapons that were hung on the walls and left the Mandalorian to make sure they were truly alone in the compound.

She played back the security system and saw no movement apart from the scavengers picking at the dead bodies. That satisfied her enough and returned to the fountain where Dyn was loading crates onto a land-speeder.

"Do me a favor and take this back to my ship and unload everything while I get the next load ready."

They had ample time to load his ship with weapons, ammo and a fair amount of credits. The last of the crates were being loaded onto the speeder when she heard a noise where there shouldn't be any. "Did you hear something?" She thought she heard voices, but everyone here was dead. He crept to the corner of the building and peered around it.

"Pirates. Must be here for the same reason we are." She closed the entrance to the vault and followed him to take a look. There were around fifty of them, and maybe ten of them were headed their way. And they were blocking the only way out.

"Take your helmet off." She demanded.

"What?"

"I have a plan, trust me." She pulled him to the shadows, lifted his helmet off his head, and then tugged him to her. Corra ignored the shocked look on his face and pulled his lips to hers.

This way, they wouldn't see his face, just his back, and she would be hidden from their view as well. What he was doing would be obvious to the pirates, she had her hand that wasn't holding his helmet in his soft hair.

"What do we have here?"

"I hope you know what you're doing." He whispered to her.

"Just put your helmet back on. And stay in front of me." He listened to her, slowly put his mask on then turned to face the pirates.

"A Mandalorian?" One of them questioned, "I haven't seen one of your kind in a while."

She waited for them to get closer, for them to relax a little. For them to think they had caught them unawares.

"I thought you were all extinct."

"I saw one a few months ago," Another one stated. "So not extinct, but an endangered species, that is about to become even more…endangered."

"You take the ones on the left."

"What?" She stepped out from behind him and fired five shots. Five bodies hit the ground.

His half hit the ground a few seconds later, only one of them had fired a shot. His shock was evident even behind his mask.

They peeked around the corner again, they could hear voices but couldn't see where they were coming from. They bolted to a better vantage point.

His ship was out of the pirate's eye-site and from what they could see, still safe.

"How important is that last load to you?" She questioned him.

"Worthless, leave it." They snuck back to his ship unseen.

"You're hurt." She noticed a dark spot between his shoulder and chest plate.

"It's nothing." He grunted, closing the door.

"Nothing my ass, where's your med kit?" He must have been hit during the firefight.

"We need to get up in the air before we can worry about anything else."

He heard her mumbling and only caught two words, stubborn, asshole. But he was right, they needed to get off-planet.

"Don't move." She threatened and headed to the cockpit.

"What are you doing?" He growled at her. But she was already up the ladder. He sat down on one of the new crates they brought aboard.

Five seconds later he heard the tell-tail signs of his ship turning on. Another five seconds passed and he heard the landing gears folding in and the ship taking off, then three shots were fired from his ship and she was climbing back down the ladder. That little minx had a lot of explaining to do.

"Where's the med-kit?"

"What did you do?"

"Disabled their ships, where's your med-kit?"

"In the mess."

"Good, get over there then."

If he wasn't so annoyed he would have smirked at her authoritative tone. But he did listen and followed her towards the mess room.


AN: This chapter was originally a lot longer, but then it got too long so I split it up so you guys would have something to read sooner rather than later.

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