Hi there readers! Very sorry for the delay, I've been a bit busy with life. However, here is the latest chapter!

Please Enjoy! And let me know if you do, I love hearing from you!

-Tifa

Cara climbed down from her place on the mesa with Torin strapped to her chest and she met the Mandalorian about halfway from where he had been standing. She could tell he was a little winded, just by his posture.

He approached her rapidly and thanked her breathily. She nodded in response. "So? Anything?"

"They said they found him here. But I didn't quite believe them. I'm not sure where this guy came from. But it might be in our best interest to start looking for someone who can train him, or tell us what his abilities are all about rather than his planet." Din responded. In reality, what Din wanted most was to find a safe planet for the trio to rest on for a while to lay low, but he also knew that it was important to find Torin's family, or even someone who knew what his abilities were all about.

"Maybe they'll have some information on that too. Didn't Peli say she had heard of some Jedi on her planet before?" Cara raised a dark eyebrow and looked at the Beskar-clad Mandalorian in front of her before turning and walking back toward the ship. Torin made cute gurgling noises and she gently stroked his ears.

Din continued walking with them toward the Razor Crest. He couldn't help but stare at the brunette as she talked. Torin strapped to her chest, her weapon stung over her shoulder and her hips swaying with each step she took. He shook

His head when he felt her conk him on the helmet.

"Sorry. Y-yes. She did mention something to that effect." He stated. "What about the trading partner she mentioned who swings by every once in a while? Maybe that person knows something we don't."

"You mean the space pirate?" Cara looked back over her shoulder at her counterpart.

"She did say former."

"Well, what the hell." Cara said with a smile. She looked down at Torin and chuckled heartily. "Looks like we're heading to Takodana."

Din never mentioned it, but he loved it when Cara smiled. Her brown eyes would almost glimmer, the adorable dimples on her cheeks were almost too much for him at once. He grinned beneath his helmet and nodded to her. "Looks like it."

Cara fed Torin and got him to sleep as Din set the course for Takodana and soon, they were off. He heard her footsteps closing in from behind and he glanced back at her over his shoulder.

"You okay?" He asked, watching her stretch and then lean against the entryway to the cockpit.

"I'm good. But you need to eat." She walked to him and placed her hand on his shoulder after a few minutes of silence had passed. It wouldn't take too long to get where they needed to go, but he hadn't eaten in hours and he was beginning to feel it. She read him pretty easily now, and normally he might curse himself for that, but Cara was different than anyone he'd ever met and if there was one thing he knew, it was that he could trust her.

He nodded and rose from his seat, turning to face her. She began to back up and move out of his way but he stopped her. He put an arm around her waist and drew her in close to him, looking down at her as he did so. He watched her give him an inquisitive look, but still she smiled and shook her dark head. He rested his helmet against her forehead and held her like that for a few moments before letting her go and retreating off toward the back so he could eat.

Cara sat down in the chair next to the pilot's seat and stretched before leaning back. Torin was resting in his carrier, sound asleep and the ship was fairly quiet. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the seat. She folded her hands in her lap and let out a soft goan. She really thought she would've enjoyed her early retirement back on Sorgan, but fate had different plans for her. She wouldn't have it any other way though. She loved that little green kid, and the Mandalorian was growing on her as well, although she wouldn't admit that one so easily.

She knew part of her might remain just a tiny bit curious about who the man really was, but she also knew that he'd shown her much more of himself than what just seeing his face could tell her. So she wouldn't complain. She would enjoy the fact that she had a companion who didn't care to question her life choices, or how she came to be the woman that she was to this day. Its as though he looked at her and already knew. He was someone who had seen just as much battle and devastation as she had. And for them, that meant everything.

Din finished eating the food that Cara had set out for him, rubbed his face before returning his helmet to its rightful place on his head. He appreciated how Cara cared for him silently. He noticed all the things she did for him. She'd send him to eat, give him breaks now and then, remind him to rest and take care of himself. So many things that he hadn't done or felt in so long. Cara, despite being as fantastically tough as she was, was also beyond caring in her own way. Din was getting used to having her alongside him, and a part of him was concerned she would decide to move on once they found what they were looking for.

He stood to his feet and made his way back to the cockpit, Cara was leaned back, her head tilted to the side and her eyes were closed. She looked peaceful- but not quite asleep. Quietly, he removed the cloak from his shoulders and draped it over her delicately. She smiled and put the material close to her face, and Din tentatively moved a piece of her raven hair away from her face and he smiled to himself.

Din looked around, examining the place they'd just arrived on. It was beautiful, green and full of lush forest. It reminded him a little of Sorgan, but the air here was different. He could see the large castle ahead, and he looked back at Cara who was putting a bag over her shoulder. Torin's carrier floated up beside him and they were ready. He wasn't sure what to expect, but of course if they could get answers, then it would be worth it.

Cara glanced at Din, smiled and gave him a nod and they were off. They walked in silence for a good distance, Cara was being cautious and keeping an eye on their surroundings, Torin's carrier floating between the two soldiers. Din was keeping an eye out as well. His mind was preparing for every scenario that could play out, he was ready if things were to go awry.

They soon stood before the large and almost intimidating structure, flags from just about everywhere imaginable were hanging from a beautifully chaotic display overhead. Din examined it carefully, and when he spotted the Mandalorian emblem, he was confident he could trust whoever this person was that Peli had recommended.

Cara looked up, examining the brightly colored materials overhead and she then looked at Din, who seemed fixated on one flag in particular. This one was one of the few without color, but she recognized the emblem right away. She had seen that same emblem when she met the Armorer Mandalorian.

"Think there are others? You know, in there?" She inquired, gently nudging his arm to shake him from his thoughts.

"It's not impossible, but it is doubtful." He shrugged his shoulders before the trio headed inside.

The place was bustling with customers and travelers from all over, drinking and having a good time. Music played, but was difficult to hear over the sound of people chatting and drinking. Things did quiet down when their presence was detected, and of course the full Beskar armor drew all kinds of attention.

A bar keep looked at the trio and asked if he could help, and Cara informed him they were looking for someone by the name of Maz Kanata. The barkeep nodded his head and darted off.

Meanwhile, Torin's ears wiggled as he observed his environment with large amounts of curiosity.

Din felt a hand rest on his shoulder and with one hand on his blaster, he whipped around quickly. He didn't believe his eyes, it was Paz Vizla, the heavy infantry Mandalorian- his rival from the covert.

"Never thought I'd see your ugly face again." He let out a laugh. "Who's this?" He inquired, gesturing to Cara.

Din was about to respond, but Cara stepped in and introduced herself. "Cara Dune, I suppose you two have a history?" She looked between the two. She could tell Din was tense.

"I have no idea how he managed to find a gorgeous girl like you, but if you get tired of this runt," Paz said as he shoved Din into the bar counter playfully, "I'm around." He saluted Din and was soon back in his seat, but he kept his eyes on the pair.

Cara scoffed and straightened Din out. Their attention was taken from Paz and back to the barkeep they'd spoken to a moment before. "Right this way." He instructed.

He lead them down a winding staircase, Din was on high alert, Cara kept close to the carrier. Once they had reached the end of the staircase they made their way down a hall surrounded by beautiful stone walls and richly colored rugs. To their left, a door opened with a hiss and the barkeep extended his arm. She's through there.

Din looked back at Cara who gave him a reassuring nod. Again, they kept Torin between them and Din went in first. He looked around at a tastefully decorated room, where a small being with an interesting pair of spectacles sat. A smile crept onto her face and she greeted the trio warmly.

"Welcome. I've been expecting you." Maz nodded. "It has been a while since I have seen a shock trooper, and it is nice to see another Mandalorian, those you don't see often, and you my friend are always welcome." She rose from her seat and examined Din very thoroughly. "That is some beautiful Beskar, you must have really earned it."

Din certainly earned it, and even if he went back on the job, protecting children was The Way of the Mandalore.

"But what do we have here?" She asked, removing her glasses and examining the small green creature before her. "I've seen one of his kind before."

"You have?" Cara inquired, watching Maz pet Torin's head and ears gently.

"Yes, I have. My goodness, this one is quite strong, in regards to the Force."

"The Force?" Din and Cara asked simultaneously.

"It moves through and surrounds every living thing. Those we call Jedi are able to use this." She began to explain.

Finally, they were onto something good, the answers they were after were being answered, and they realized how little they knew and understood about their little boy.