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a sudden strong feeling of excitement or fear; a thrill.

The first thing Jyn noticed upon walking into the courtyard of the Mos Espa archives was that it would be opulent if it had been taken care of. Two faded gilt fountained sat on either side of their path and they looked as if they had never been turned on. More shrivelled, dead plants lined the face of the building and two windows sat on either side of the large tarnished metal door. The windows were so caked with dust that Jyn probably would not have been able to see inside even if she pressed her face to the glass.

Lyssa led them down the path and pressed on a panel next to the door and it slid open with a rough scraping noise. Cassian and Jyn exchanged an incredulous look before following Lyssa into the dustiest place that they'd ever been in.

The inside looked more like a hoarder's home than an archive. Boxes were piled up to the ceiling, no doubt filled with disk drives.

"Are you sure about this Lyss?" Jyn asked as they were led down an extremely narrow passageway to the back of the building.

"Of course!" She rounded a corner of boxes and called out "Cyrus! Where are you at?"

The sound of boxes crashing greeted them and they hurried towards the noise. A pile of boxes sat in the way and underneath them two slippered feet could be seen.

"Help!" gasped a voice and they jumped into action, pulling the boxes off of the old archivist and stacking them as neatly as they could. After they had finally unearthed him the wiry old man jumped to his feet and greeted them with a grin.

"Well if it isn't the lovely, but stupid, young lady who I helped the other day!" He reached out and gave Jyn's hand an erratic pump before turning towards Cassian.

"Ah," He held his hand out and Cassian took it, albeit reluctantly "I knew someone like this must have a white knight following her around, nice to meet you I am Cyrus the illustrious archivist for Mos Espa and the rest of Tatooine actually."

Jyn opened her mouth to correct him but the old man was already moving on, "What can I help you with today?"

Lyssa nudged Jyn with her elbow, prodding her to speak. "Uh we were wondering if you had any available jobs?"

"Ah so Omar has made it so no one will hire you eh?" Cyrus cackled before turning and trotting down the pathway gesturing for them to follow "Come on you lot, I don't have all day. That will be all for you Lyssa my dear you are free to go."

Jyn waved goodbye to the other woman who began to navigate her way back to the front door before following them.

"Now I know this looks a little overwhelming, but I'll tell you I inherited this position ten years ago and I like to think I've made quite a bit of progress on it!"

"Ten years? I am afraid to ask what it looked like before." Cassian whispered in Jyn's ear and she fought back laughter.

"I don't usually get buried under the boxes, it only happens a few times a month. I spend most of my time back here." They entered a small room that was also packed with boxes, but these were newer and neatly pushed up against the wall. A large table and a lamp sat in the middle of the room and various disk drives were spread out a crossed the table.

"Now, what I do is I go through these many, many boxes and categorize the information inside. I then input this into that computer over there," He blindly gestured to an old dusty machine that was built into the wall. "Once you do that you can place it in that slot there and it will archive it for you."

He showed them by inserting a disk into the slot.

"Where does it go from there?" Jyn asked curiously.

"In here," He opened a door and Jyn peered inside. The room was long and reminded her of the archives on Scarif. Long mechanical arms worked tirelessly, moving disk drives into their proper places.

"This is a relatively new thing for this planet, that is why there are so many boxes because the old archivist was an idiot who couldn't file a damn thing."

"So… does this mean that we've got a job?" Cassian looked hopeful.

"Well obviously young man, why would I explain anything to you otherwise? I warn you the pay is next to nothing and the hours are long. But you will have a place to sleep and food in your bellies. You can also dock your ship right here at the archives."

"Ship? How did you know that we have a ship?" She asked looking at Cassian whose shoulder's had gone taut with tension.

"I know a great many things, Jyn Erso."

Jyn's chest seized with panic as Cassian took a step in front of her pulling out his blaster, which he usually kept hidden away, and pointed it at Cyrus.

"Calm down Cassian Andor, I'm not going to tell anyone your little secret." Cyrus didn't seem concerned by the gun in Cassian's hand, instead he turned and began rustling through a box that was sitting on the table.

"Stop what you are doing immediately." Cassian ordered.

"Oh hush I'm not getting my own gun, I don't even own one of those." He said as he turned around, a disk drive in his hands. He slipped it into a viewing screen that sat on the table and flipped a few switches.

An image of Jyn was projected onto the wall, a picture from when she was first taken into the rebellion. She looked angry and tired and there was a hard edge in her eyes. Cyrus pressed a button and the image changed to Cassian who was grinning into the camera, standing next to several other pilots.

"This is a report from over three years ago-it was broadcasted by the rebellion after the first Death Star was destroyed. Many places didn't get it but I did. Go ahead and read it."

Jyn took a few hesitant steps forward and began to read the report.

'Deathstar destroyed thanks to the bravery of Rogue One. The rebellion needs more soldiers like the brave men and women who made this possible.'

"It's a recruitment broadcast." Cassian murmured from behind her. Jyn nodded, as she read the names of everyone who was with them on Scarif, including their own.

"It's really strange to read one's own name on a in memoriam letter." Jyn said with surprise.

Cyrus cleared his throat, reminding them that he was still there. "I don't want to know how you two are still alive. It will probably give me a philosophical migraine. But I do know that attracting the attention of Mobsters like Linux is a bad idea. You both need to lay low and hopefully working here will keep you out of trouble."

"Why are you helping us?" Cassian asked suspiciously.

"My father was a part of the rebellion and lets just say I take after him." Cyrus gave them a mysterious smile before clapping his hands, "Okay you two need to go collect your things and your ship and be back here before nightfall so that we can get started! It's been a while since I've had more than two hands to work with."

Later, as they walked back to the ship with their things in tow Jyn shook her head in disbelief "I can't believe it was that easy to identify us."

"It should be fine. Only someone as crazy as Cyrus would put two and two together. Everyone knows that it is impossible to survive and explosion like that."

"And yet here we are."

Author's Note:

So I just typed this out really quickly, I have started school so I am definitely in the full swing of things. But I am currently mapping out the end of the story and outlining chapters so I should be able to tell you a ballpark estimate of how many more chapters to expect for this story! We are getting very close to the part that I need the story to get to so hopefully within the next seven chapters! It's super hard for me to make a story under twenty chapters unfortunately and granted some of these filler chapters could probably be taken out but I just love filler!

Anyways thank you for reading and I do hope you leave me a review!

-LittleMoonLover-