Cara rocked Din's lifeless form in her arms as she sobbed, his head lolled to one side, blood still dripping from his visor. Greef had watched as the woman had fumbled around desperately searching for a pulse before letting out a blood-curdling scream when she'd found none. Walking to her side he placed a hand on her shoulder.

'He's gone.' he said sadly.

She ignored him.

The child looked at him, his ears dipped and eyes wide. Karga wondered if it understood that it's now father was dead. He felt completely helpless, his heart aching at the sight of his friend dead in Cara's arms.

'Come on. He's gone there's nothing we can do.' he said again as he pulled at her shoulder.

'Get off me.' She screamed as she shrugged her shoulder out of his grip.

Laying him down carefully, she then noticed a small pool on the ground beside Din's body. She touched it lightly with her fingers and sobbed as she looked at his fingers. It was his blood. The child whaled, its small hands trying to grab hold of his father's arm but Cara picked him up and pulled him away. This made the child scream louder causing the two to humans flinch.

'I'm sorry little one but he's gone.' she said sadly, her tears flowing freely down her flushed cheeks.

The child continued to scream as it reached out for Din.

'Let him down with him.' said Greef 'Clearly it wants to say goodbye.'

Cara complied and placed the baby down on the Mandalorian's still chest, watching as it crawled closer to his head and placed its hands either side of his neck. At first, Cara could have sworn that it was cuddling him but when she looked closer she could see its eyes scrunched shut and its body shaking as it concentrated on using its power. She hesitated, could it bring him back? Then she thought back to what Din had said to her when she held him dying in the cantina

'You make sure the child is safe'

The words echoed in her mind. She couldn't fail him now. Grabbing the baby she pulled it away and it squealed at her.

'Mando wouldn't want you risking your life to save him now would he?' She said as she held him up so their eyes met.

It looked at her inquisitively. She found herself staring into his eyes. She'd never noticed how ancient they looked before, full of knowledge that he could not yet communicate. She started to realise why the Mandalorian had come to care for it so. It was selfless to a fault, willing to give its life for his. She was torn from her thoughts however by the sound of coughing. Putting down the child her eyes darted to Din who was on his side, desperately trying to suck in a breath.

'Mando?' said Greef as he dropped to his knees beside them both, the Mandalorian falling onto his back as he lost consciousness again.

'We need to get him to the ship now!' she barked as she pulled him into her arms.

The child had revived him but not healed him. Cara could see fresh blood splattered against his visor. She knew what she needed to do but she couldn't do it here.

'He has medical supplies on the ship. If we can get him there I may be able to save him.' she said, motioning for Greef to grab hold of his legs.

'The ship is too far, he'll never make it.'

'We have to try' she growled, tears etching paths in the dirt on her cheeks.

Greef didn't argue any further. Grabbing his legs they lifted him in unison, the child sat on Din. They carried him for hours, the Razor Crest finally coming into view. The hunter had remained unconscious the entire walk, his breathing getting more and more strained as time went on.

'Thank god.' said Greef as he sighed in relief.

Pressing a button on Din's Vambrace the door started to creek and hiss as the bay door lowered. Swiftly they carried the Mandalorian up and placed him down on his cot and Cara went about removing his armor, everything but his helmet. She unbuttoned his shirt and gasped, his chest was black and blue. Picking up the scanner, Cara waved it over Din's prone form then looked at the results.

'Well?' probed Greef

'He has several broken ribs.' she said

'Okay, that's not too bad.'

'His lung has collapsed.'

Greef opened his mouth but the words escaped him. He knew nothing of medicine or what to do to help the man. They were both interrupted by Din coughing and gasping. The sound of him coughing blood so distinct. Cara grabbed a long needle from the medi-pack under the bed and stabbed it into the man's chest. It let out a hiss and then blood started to seep out the top and drip down onto his bare chest. Grabbing a syringe she connected it to the needle and slowly drew back the plunger, watching as it started to fill with blood.

'My god.' Breathed Greef as he watched her work on him.

She was rewarded by Din inhaling a deep breath, followed then by several shaky ones. Detaching the syringe from the needle, she threw in on the ground and then removed the needle. Allowing herself to fall back against the wall she wiped her brow with her arm, breathing deeply.

'How did you know to do that?'

'I've seen injuries like his before,' she replied 'You learn basic stuff on the field.'

Karga did not push her any further for answers, he could see a different sort of pain flash across her face when she spoke of it. The child babbled in the doorway causing them both to jump and then feel guilty for forgetting he was there. It watched them with its big eyes, ears twitching up and down. Greef picked it up so that the child could see Din, its ears perking up as its protector came into view.

'Come little one we should leave Mando to rest.' said Karga as he turned around and walked out of the small room.

Cara watched them leave, smiling at the baby as it waved at her. Waving back it rested his head on Greef's shoulders and shut its weary eyes. The only sound that filled the room for some time then was Din's uneven breathing, but Cara was so thankful for that. Her mind flashed back to her running to his side. His body going limp in her arms. She imagined his unseeing eyes open beneath that black visor and the image made her shudder. She's shaken him so violently in an attempt to wake him, her fingers tracing his neck trying to find a pulse, her ear by his visor to see if he still breathed. When she found neither, she'd felt herself lose control of her emotions. She had screamed so loud it hurt. She shook her head in an attempt to banish the images from her mind. He was alive, breathing, right in front of her. That brought her little comfort though as she knew he wasn't out of danger yet. Rummaging around in the medi-pack she found a bandage and started rapping his rips. The cream material standing out in stark contracted to the bruises that mottled his flesh. When she was finished she stepped outside and washed this blood from her hands. Her breathing shaky as she tried to keep herself calm, her hands trembling as she scrubbed the blood from her fingers. Drying them on a rag beside the sink she leaned against the open doorway, watching the still sleeping Mandalorian. Her eyes drifted from his helmet to his bear arms. His skin was darker than she's expected. She'd pictured white porcelain skin and instead it was a light brown. His muscles were defined, but he was not as sculpted as she'd imagined he would be. She didn't know how long she stood there watching him, taking in all she could. His breathing quickened as his consciousness returned to him, his lungs burning with each breath he took. Cara jumped to his side, perching on the cot she placed her hands on his shoulders and held him down as he attempted to sit up.

'Don't move.' she said, watching him relax and his breathing even out.

'What happened?' asked Din, his voice strained, he could taste blood in his mouth but it wasn't fresh.

'It appears you'd broken some ribs when Gideon blew the E-Web and one punctured your lung. You made it worse when you took down his TIE-Fighter.' She stated, one hand still on his shoulder.

She wondered if she should tell him what the child did. He'd want to know surely? She knew he'd likely be angry at her for letting the baby do it but he deserved to know.

'That's not all.' she continued, Din, tilting his head as he waiting for her to finish.

She paused for a moment, starting to rethink her decision.

'What else happened?'

'The kid… he.'

'What's wrong with the baby?" he said, his tone panicked as he tried to push himself up only to be stopped by Cara again.

'The kid's fine. Din...' she paused, searching for the words and only finding two 'you died.' her heart dropped as she said it.

'What?'

'When you took down the fighter. You were laid there, coughing up blood. I held you in my arms and you went limp. I searched for a pulse, for any sign you were still with me but there was nothing.' She could feel the tears threatening to spill again. Swallowing thickly she continued the story. 'The child, he brought you back,'

The Mandalorian said nothing. Just started at her. He didn't know what to say. He'd died? It brought him back? How could the kid risk himself like that?

'You shouldn't have let him.' he growled.

'I didn't. I thought he was hugging you, saying his goodbyes. As soon as I realised what he was doing I pulled him away' she replied, eyes wide and wild.

'Get him.'

'You should rest Mando, you can see him later.'

'Bring me, my child.'