Ten Bets are Made…

1

Cassian Andor has never been a gambler with credits. His gambling dealt with his own life. Being a spy for the Rebel Alliance was a difficult and sometimes life threatening. But that didn't stop him from putting in himself in harm's way for the cause.

When he'd acquired K2SO, the former Imperial Droid would tell Cassian the odds on whether their missions would end in success or failure. At first, the spy found it annoying but eventually started to trust his droid partner.

"The likelihood of success for retrieving those plans from Scarif are less than twenty-five percent. Coming out alive, seven-point four three percent."

"We've survived with odds less than that." Cassian replies, searching for Melshi while on his way towards the hanger.

When he noticed that the Council wasn't going to side with Jyn, he'd taken it upon himself to find those who were willing to go against orders and willingly go to Scarif.

"Cassian. This mission is pointless and will not end well. The odds of this being a suicide mission are very high."

"Then I suggest you create another backup, just in case." Cassian keeps walking and Kaytoo keeps following him. "And we're going to be there for Jyn."

"Why should I?"

"Because I said so, Kay."

"Ever since you met Jyn Erso you have not been yourself, Cassian. I find this, disturbing. Has she somehow compromised you?"

"Leave it Kay."

Cassian sees Melshi up ahead, speaking with someone, and he heads right for them. However, in his mind, Cassian can't help but ponder the thought on if Kay was right. Had Jyn Erso compromised him? He didn't believe so. More like, he could relate with the woman; and somehow respect her. She had that same fire inside of her that he once had. That drive to see something through to the bitter end. Though, if he were a betting man, he'd place his money on this being the reason why he was willing to disobey command for her.

2

Having survived Scarif, Jyn was hesitant on joining the Rebellion. They'd escaped in a small, Imperial craft. The ship had been damaged in the fire-fight as well as in the destruction leveled by the Death Star. There were no working comms and only enough fuel to limp them to the nearest star-system. The ship sold for only half of what it was worth, but it was enough to put a dent in Cassian's medical costs on the planet they landed on.

Once mostly recovered, they made their way back to Yavin IV, only to find the Rebels preparing to leave.

Now, two years later, they're on Hoth and Jyn has been told something important. Something that can very well shake up and possibly destroy her relationship with Cassian.

"You alright, kid?" Han Solo asks, having been let in.

"Fine."

"Don't lie to me. You've been under my command for over a year, and I can tell when you're lying." Han tells her. "I didn't just drag you down here to medical only for you say that you're fine."

"I didn't ask you to send Major Dameron to check up on me."

"When you miss a near full day of duties, I'm going to send someone to check on you. And it is a good thing that I did. Kes said that you weren't doing too well." Han gives her a scowl as he pulls up a chair next to the bed she's in. "You going to tell your commanding officer why you're in medical?"

"Personal." Jyn replies, glaring at her folded hands in her lap.

"Jyn."

Jyn flinches at the accusing tone in Han's voice, but she's saved from having to speak by the arrival of the golden protocol droid.

"General Solo," the droid says, entering the room. "the princess is asking for you."

"Sure, Goldenrod. Tell her worship, I'll be there shortly." Han growls at the droid from over his shoulder. Then he turns back to look at Jyn. "This isn't over with, Jyn."

Han disembarks from just as Cassian arrives. The two men speak in hush tones outside of the door before Han finally leaves. Without hesitation, Cassian enters the room with a concerned look upon his face.

"I was told that you were admitted to medical and under observation." Cassian quickly seats himself on the edge of her bed, and his eyes begins searching her for injury. "What happened? Jyn?"

She refuses to look up at him. Then tears begin to fall down her cheek, and he's right there to wipe them away.

"Jyn?" Cassian asks.

"I made a bet with Saw once," Jyn mumbles out softly. "that I'd have myself sterilized at the first chance I got. He laughed and told me that I wouldn't. Looks like I owed Saw a million credits."

"Jy—"

"Captain Andor." A young medic says, entering the room with a small tray. "I'll need you to leave, sir. Sargent Erso needs privacy for the procedure and rest after it."

"He might as well stay, Kalonia." Jyn states, taking a deep breath. "It involves him too."

Jyn closes her eyes as she hears Cassian gasp and then opens her eyes to look at his questioning eyes. Taking a deep breath, Jyn tells him the news.

"I am, or was, pregnant," she starts. "It's not – it didn't…"

Jyn can't finish her sentence but Cassian doesn't hesitate to lean forward and take her hand. He squeezes it and says, "I'll stay."

3

Han Solo loved to brag about his ship, especially if it got him attention from the opposite sex. However, that all changed when he became a father.

Looking down at the tiny human nestled in the crib, he can't help but smile.

"I never thought…" Han says softly so only his friend can hear him.

At the Wookie's response, he can't help but laugh.

"Yeah. It's crazy that we created this."

Hearing Chewbacca's comments, Han lets out a snort.

"Dameron can eat his words. The man owes me forty credits for betting against me and Leia having a kid. Ten of that for thinking you'd be a girl." he tells his baby son.

4 & 5

"What would you do?"

Since their escape from Crait, Naboo was the only planet to offer the Resistance a safe but temporary harbor. The only reason the Queen offered this was due to the fact that Leia was the daughter of a former Queen turned Senator.

Leia stares up at the statue of Padme Amidala from the bench she's sitting on. Knowing that it's getting late, Leia releases a sigh before standing up. Yet, before she leaves, Leia shifts closer to the statue and reaches out to tough the stone face of the woman who birthed her.

"People used to tell my father, Bail Organa, that I looked just like him and that I'd inherited his noble spirit to serve the people. He'd just laugh at them." Leia reminisces for a moment. "I wonder now if it was you that I reminded him of."

"I'd place a hundred credits on it being her." A familiar voice whispers in her mind.

"Luke."

"Leia." Slowly, a soft blue glow fills the room before the appearance of Luke Skywalker appears before his sister.

"Come to haunt me from beyond the grave? How brotherly of you." Leia jokes, letting a smile appear on her face. "Or are you just bored and wanted to torment me?"

They enjoy a moment of silence, both taking in their mother's statue.

Luke finally speaks. "She was beautiful, wasn't she?"

Her eyes till focused on Padme's statue, Leia replies, "Yes, yes she was. I wish we knew her."

"One day you will."

Leia turns to her brother, but he's already gone.

"Leave it to you to be the dramatic one." Leia mumbles out, a smirk following closely behind.

6

If someone had told Kes Dameron that his son would be bringing home a woman, he'd have told them that they were crazy. He knew his son was a bit of a free spirit when it came to wooing. Heck, Kes was that way before he'd met Shara.

So, when his son arrived home, with a young woman, Kes was beyond shocked.

"Poe?"

"Hey Dad." Poe says in greeting, one hand rubbing the back of his neck.

"What are you doing here?" Kes asks, wondering if Leia had finally kicked his hot-shot son out of the Resistance. If so, then he owed the woman a lot of credits.

"I was… I mean we were passing by the system and well… Rey really wanted to meet you, Dad."

Popping an eyebrow, Kes is skeptical on if what his son is true. "Really?"

"Mr. Dameron," Rey finally says, deciding to spare Poe from embarrassing himself. "it is nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

"You have?"

"Yes. Poe talks about you nearly every day. It is nice to meet our child's grandfather."

"Wait. What!?"

7&8

"Twenty creds that our kid will be talking before walking." Poe mumbles out, pressing his face deeper into Rey's hair.

They'd crawled into their bunk earlier, and neither one has fallen asleep. Mostly due to the fact that Rey was having trouble finding an acceptable position to sleep in. It also didn't help that their child was very active at night, compared to the daylight hours.

"I'll take that bet and see you forty credits that he-" Rey says before flinching at the feeling of a foot slamming into her rib.

"Or she." Poe buts in, using a hand to gently rub against the large bump which holds his child.

"Or she, will be walking and wanting to fly first."

"Deal." Poe shifts slightly so that he may press a kiss against his bedmate's cheek.

9&10

"Say Finn. Come on, I know you can do it."

Stepping into the doorway of their 'fresher, Rose can't help but chuckle at the sight before her. Sitting on the floor is Finn, and in front of him is their godson, Elijah Dameron. His parents had dropped him off a few hours ago, having been summoned by Leia for a mission briefing.

"Come on little man, you gotta help me win a bet. I've got seventy-five creds riding on what your first words will be." Finn explains before pointing his thumbs at his chest. "Say Finn. F.I.N.N. Finn. It's that simple."

"He'll talk when he's ready, Finn." Rose laughs out seeing the boy gnawing away on a Bantha shaped teething toy.

Finn moves to lay on his side on the floor, watching Elijah. "He's ten standard months old. That's old enough to talk. General Organa told Rey that Poe had already said his first word at that age. This kid has Poe's luck and Rey's brains, you'd think he'd be an early one."

Rose walks over and sits down on the ground next to Finn's head. "Maybe. But all babies are different. They develop at their own pace, Finn. Besides, I'm sure Rey and Poe don't want him to go up too fast. Force knows that Poe missed the birth."

"He still feels guilty about that." Finn remarks, a shadow of sorrow showing on his face.

"It wasn't his fault. Nobody knew that Major Densta was actually a First Order infiltrator when the general assigned the pair on that mission." Rose sighs out before leaning forward to tickle Elijah's tummy, eliciting a giggle from him.

"I know." Finn replies before holding out the pilot doll, which looked a lot like Poe, that Rey had made for her son.

"Besides, everyone who made bets on Elijah's birth all pitched in on getting things for the baby. Which included several officers disobeying Leia's orders and doing a rescue op to bring Poe home."

The pair go silent and just watch the baby wave around the doll while making raspberries doing so.

My apologies for the delay. Life's been busy.

Reviews are welcomed, loved, and cherished.

Selene