Well here we go with the next chapter, sorry I've been well…gone, lately. I've had a few things I needed to do for school, and this and my other stories just got pushed off to the sides until I had a little bit to get some writing done.

Another note, I was surprised that only ONE PERSON got the reference to IMPS, the fan made film I got Davenport Gateway from.

Chapter 4

ISB Headquarters, Davenport Gateway

The pain hadn't stopped as Agent Kallus had left the cell. Apparently the Imperials inside had orders to keep her in some kind of pain. It had gotten so bad when he'd been there she'd passed out several times. But the medical droid positioned within the renovated cell had made sure she was awake throughout her hours of torture. The Imperial guards, with their large black shovel shaped helmets, came and went every so often to check to be sure the poor Mandalorian prisoner was still in pain. It wasn't as bad anymore, more of a constant aching and more painful sharp jabs that would zap her to the core every so often to not allow her to sleep.

It was a terrible experience that just went on and on and on. And there wasn't any sign of the experience ever seeming to stop. Sabine by now hadn't had a drink in some time, her mouth was extremely dry, her lips were cracked and sore, and they would start to bleed slightly and sporadically. She was also starting to feel the aching of hunger with no way to stave it off. And the Imperials were in no way inclined to help her. But they did have orders to keep her alive. So the medical droid, which had been placed there, to monitor her vital signs and keep her alive and awake enough to feel the pain of the consequences of betraying the Empire, was activated.

Sabine wasn't able to resist or squirm out of the way when the droid brought a large syringe up to her leg and with a scalpel attachment cut open an inch long hole in her pants. And without sterilizing the skin plunged the large needle painfully into her leg. It hurt badly, and she felt the feeling of the nutrients shot get injected into her system to circulate through the rest of her body. It provided all the benefit of a three course meal and an appropriate amount of water. Although there was one bad thing, it didn't quench her thirst, and her stomach didn't acknowledge that she had all the nutrients she needed. It was a sadistic mind game, that much was for certain. She wasn't going to starve to death nor was she going to die of dehydration, but it sure felt like she was going to do both.

"How is our guest?" the voice of Agent Kallus called out after the cell doors opened up and he walked in.

"Alive Agent Kallus, all vitals are within acceptable parameters," the guard obediently called out.

"Excellent, and I trust you're comfortable?" Kallus asked Sabine as she refused to look up, lest he get some satisfaction from seeing the suffering in her eyes, "I'll take that as no. Good, because you're about to be much more uncomfortable. Your ship just took off. We didn't see your friends slink off though, but I trust they're good enough to evade our eyes."

Sabine looked up, hearing that her rescue was more than likely underway. But that's when she saw that he was smiling up at her. And then she figured it out, just as the setting was slightly cranked up from hurting constantly with randomly placed painful shocks to constant pain and long shocks of agony. Sabine had learned to stop screaming a while ago, as it began to hurt just to do that. Although she hadn't managed to control the tears of pain and the clenching of her teeth threatened to damage them.

"When…" Sabine started to gasp, "When they get…here I suggest…you hide," Sabine growled looking him right in the eye.

"Aren't Jedi supposed to not believe in taking revenge?" Kallus laughed.

"I didn't say they would be your problem."

"Really?" Kallus said, now quite amused, "I'll be sure to remember that. Have you not noticed something Sabine?"

"That my friends are on their way?" Sabine said with a grin.

"Hmph, your deductive skills are disappointing," Kallus sighed, "This cell, it's not a high security cell. It was modified just for one of your friends. Unfortunately for you, you were the weak link this day and got yourself caught."

"I'm touched," Sabine said, watching Kallus stand before her.

"This, is I'm sure you'll recognize," he said pointing at a sensor above the door that wasn't a sensor. It was a two way holographic communications sensor, "I want you to see them and I want them to see you. Your friends will realize they've walked into a trap and you'll see them either fall into our hands or die fighting."

"No! They'll never fall for it!" Sabine said desperately, trying to shed the facts and cling to the hope that Kallus wasn't actually that smart. But he was, and this plan was a good one, even she had to acknowledge that. The odds of finding her in a building as large as this one were slim after the only logical place to keep her was booby trapped in some way.

"I'm afraid that they will, my dear," Kallus laughed, hitting a button on his wrist pad and this caused the holographic projector to activate and low and behold was a large scale image that showed the insides of a room very much like the one she found herself confined to. But the difference her was that there were Stormtroopers inside of this image of one. At least a dozen, armed with blaster rifles and equipped with large riot shields hidden in behind the door within sight. Of Sabine but well out of sight of anyone coming inside the cell, "Captain, are your troops prepared?"

"Yes sir, all cells are occupied by one squad, I have ordered them to set their weapons to stun."

"Excellent, as soon as the rebels enter a cell lock down the doors and converge on it."

"Yes sir," the Stormtrooper replied.

They'll never see 'em, Sabine thought helplessly to herself. Those cells were designed with ambushes in mind.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to watch the entire thing my dear. But," Kallus said, waving to one of his men who grabbed a long cloth that Kallus threw to him, "We can't have you spoiling our surprise."

Sabine knew what the cloth was for, in her chosen line of work she'd been caught before and being gagged was a classic Imperial tactic used both as a silencer and as a way to further insult the psyche of a prisoner. It had happened to her once before, and after being rescued that time by Kanan and Zeb she'd sworn that it wouldn't happen again. So she resisted, and resisted with all she had. Sabine tossed her head back and forth as the restraints were forced downwards closer to the ground, close enough for the guard to do his job. It took several attempts as Sabine fought, screamed, and bit trying to keep them from doing their job.

"If you want something done right…" Kallus growled, finally walking forward and out of nowhere threw a punch that forced the air from Sabine's lungs and knew she'd be bruising thanks to his brutal blow.

This did the job of getting her to stop, the gag was yanked forcefully into place with a knot tied in the middle clenched in between her teeth. It was very effective, and as tight as this guard tied it around behind her head she knew it wasn't going anywhere without the use of her hands. But that was an issue with them being restrained in such a way. It was a mere final nail in the humiliation, and she knew that it was just what Kallus wanted. They'd only been humiliating him for the past few months, Sabine was right to guess that's partially why he was doing all this to her. But at least she was still alive, and that her friends were coming for her, they had to be, if she expected to stay alive.

Phantom

"Well, we made it, so far so good," Hera sighed as the Phantom cruised amongst the sky lanes amongst hundreds of different types of airspeeders.

"Chopper didn't have to nearly turn half the airspeeders on the planet into specks on the Ghost's windows," Zeb growled, still recovering from the rather…unconventional separation method that Hera had cooked up this time around.

The Phantom had detached from the Ghost just as Chopper flew the ship right through a sky line intersection, scattering speeders far and wide, and created the perfect cover for the Phantom to detach and go completely unnoticed. The chaos couldn't have been planned any better, hundreds of airspeeders of ever shape, size, and description went far and wide which allowed Hera to pilot the Phantom well beyond the view of any cops or cameras and went straight towards the large bulbous looking ISB building situated right in the most influential and secure zone in the city.

"Well what now?" Ezra asked, seeing the building right in sight.

"Alright," Kanan said, pulling up the schematics of the large building, "Thanks to our friend Fulcrum, we have a detailed layout of the entire building. They'll probably be holding Sabine, here, in the upper levels in their highest security zone."

"They'll have everything up there, Stormtrooper patrols, turrets, rayshields, and cameras covering every square inch of the place," Zeb growled, knowing what they were up against.

"What's this area here?" Ezra asked, pointing at a highlighted area that was quite similar to the high security zone they were examining. It was just below the high security zone separated by a few floors of offices and other anonymous rooms.

"It's the lower security area. Where they keep average criminals and stuff of that nature," Kanan said, "There's not much to the security system in that area. The Empire wouldn't be foolish enough to keep Sabine there considering our record of jailbreaking people."

"I wouldn't put it past them," Zeb chuckled.

"Not today. The Empire has really stepped up their efforts this time around gang. So do we," Hera said, piloting the Phantom carefully, keeping to the sky lanes and maintaining a constant speed that wasn't over the limit but wasn't holding up traffic.

"Which is why we brought this crate of explosives, and there's our ride," Kanan said with a grin, pointing at a building with several landing platforms that were covered with emergency vehicles of all shapes and sizes.

"You can't be serious Kanan, those firespeeders are relics."

"So is everything else of ours," Kanan grinned, "It'll work just fine. Hera, just get us close."

Hera nodded and proceeded to make the proper turn that would get them just over the landing pad where four of the large speeders were just waiting to be hijacked. The Phantom began to slow down and gently began to descend within jumping height. The rear hatch opened and Ezra knew that this would take a little bit of faith to make this leap. They were well over fifty feet off the deck and Kanan didn't even hesitate and dove right out of the shuttle without hesitating.

Kanan had made higher jumps than this before, and sticking the landing was no great hurdle. But the same couldn't be said for Zeb and Ezra who were right behind him. But as usual, his plan went off without a hitch and the Lasat and the Apprentice fell right into Kanan's expert force grip and were landed gently on the ground.

"Well, that wasn't too hard," Zeb chuckled as he followed Kanan to the hatch of a firespeeder and followed the Jedi into the ship after a well tied wave of the hand and a proper use of the force opened the door into the vehicle without incident.

"Things are about to get a lot tougher," Kanan said grimly, wincing noticeably.

"Kanan?" Ezra asked, then he himself had to grab hold of something as the same feeling of suffering and pain reached him again.

"What are you two doing?" Zeb growled.

"It's the force," Kanan answered.

"Sabine, she's in pain," Ezra groaned, "It's worse now that we're so close."

"Come on, we need to get going. Think you can hotwire this thing?" Kanan asked.

"You know it," Ezra grinned, and they all got to work.

Kanan looked up to see if he could locate the Phantom which Hera was sure to have going on its next mission phase. The one Sabine would have preferred to have been there for. The crate of over fifty detonators was dumped by Zeb shortly before he'd jumped from the Phantom and was loose like so many marbles. The plan was simple, Hera would pilot the Phantom right over the large building and then pull up, scattering the detonators all over the building to await the push of a single button and would give rise to chaos, more specifically fire. And no one would suspect ill things of a firespeeder going to the fire.

"Okay Spectre One here it goes, once I've dropped the cargo I'll rendezvous with Ghost and return to pick you up," Hera called out on the comm link.

"Very well, we'll be in and out with Spectre Five before the Imperials even know what happened," Kanan said confidently and then saw the Phantom bank away from the traffic.

The agile Phantom dove at a low angle, aiming at along the side of the top of the imperial building. The building's defenses hadn't been expecting such a close quarters assault, and didn't get a chance to open fire before Sabine yanked back on the stick and a flew right over the building, scattering thermal detonators all over the metal top of the building. She watched behind her to be sure that each and every one of the explosives balls of death were out of her ship before yanking back on the stick, shutting the hatch and climbing spacewards, aiming to join the mothership and prepare for word to reach her of the team's success or failure.

"Good job Hera," Kanan said proudly from the cockpit of the firespeeder now in their possession. And then he held up the explosives control detonator with the big red button on it.

And with a single push of a button a series of explosions ripped across the face of the building sending showers of orange, red, and yellow fire all over with strips of metal flying every which way. Power terminals, fuel lines, and explosives in an unfortunate armory detonated as the heat reached them, causing ballooning secondary explosions to mushroom upwards and outwards, engulfing dozens of floors and hundreds of rooms and offices in fire and chaos. The skylanes around the building fell apart as anyone near the epicenter tried high tailing their way away from the destruction. And this chaos was just what the Ghost's crew needed to accomplish their fairly well laid plan.

So far so good.

Well that's all I feel like folks. And I have a feeling that this will be the last chapter for some time. The reason is a sad one. Yesterday I lost my grandmother, it's a very tough thing to lose someone you love so dearly at what's supposed to be such a joyous time to spend with your family. I will miss her terribly, but I understand that as mortal men and women these things happen, and that we should thank God for the time that we did have with those we loved. But it doesn't make the loss any easier to bear. Those of you who have felt the pain of loss know this, and those of you who have yet to reach the time in your lives where life starts to take things away remember this. During this Christmas season hold your loved ones close, let them know how much you love them. Because it may be the last time you'll see and speak with them on this Earth. So in closing, Merry Christmas.

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