One slip. That's all that could kill somebody.

It didn't kill Kix, but it brought him down with a torn ACL. This is the story.

They were on a mission to free Jesse from where he had crashed on Yavin Three. "They" as in Rex, Hardcase, Fives, and of course Kix.

It was a slippery steep path that had a very steep hill on the left side and a big forest on the right side.

Nobody had slipped, yet. Hardcase had come close to it but Fives had caught him. But then it started raining.

The muddy track that was the path became even more slippery and steep. And then it happened.

Captain Rex's foot slipped and he tried to keep his balance but tilted to the right. He let out a short yelp of fear and slid down the steep slope, hitting a tree hard and laying still.

Kix almost instantaneously started going down the hill slowly but then he slipped and he tried to catch his balance by sticking his leg out in front of him. There was an sharp pop as his leg hyperextended and he slid down, grabbing the tree that Rex was limply against.

Kix breathed hard as severe pain racked his left knee. He HAD to help Rex. His Captain. His friend. So Kix dragged himself up the slippery grass slope and dug a little "seat" in the dirt so that he was sitting next to the unconscious Captain.

"Hardcase! Fives! I need you down here!" Kix yelled up through the lightening rain to the two supposed faces peeking down at them.

They made their way down slowly, not slipping.

"Hardcase, get Rex up there gently! GENTLY! And Fives, could you give me a hand?" Hardcase gently scooped up Rex, who let out a little groan and curled his fingers.

Fives helped Kix up and they made their way up the hill. Kix's knee was swelling now, and he could barely put weight on it.

They made it to the top in five minutes—that's how slippery it was—and Kix sat down next to Captain Rex, his knee—ohh his knee—nearly making him cry out.

Kix pulled out an injury scanner and scanned the half conscious Captain. Rex had some bruised and broken ribs and a concussion. Kix pulled off Rex's breastplate and applied a bacta pack and put one on Rex's head as well.

"You two go ahead. We'll just slow you down. But be careful and if ANYONE ELSE GETS HURT TELL ME!"

Fives saluted and went off, Hardcase following.

Kix, trying not to move his knee too much, unrolled a little tarp and rolled Rex onto it so that he wasn't lying in the cold mud. Then Kix scanned his knee. It was what he expected—a torn ACL. Kix groaned and wrapped it up with a bacta pack. Then he commend General Skywalker. "General, this is Kix. We have a trooper down and we need a pickup!"

General Skywalker commed back, "I'm kinda busy right now! Can you wait for half an hour?"

Kix groaned but said, "Affirmative." He put the comlink back on his belt.

Captain Rex opened his eyes. "Ughh what's happened?" He asked, trying to sit up.

"Lay back down. You slipped and broke a couple ribs and you have a concussion. Take it easy, Captain. General Skywalker's on his way."