I own nothing except a few characters and the plot. There are a few Law & Order things included just to add some New York flavor.
TROOPS: NEW YORK
RETURN OF THE CHOSEN ONE
NEWARK LIBERTY SPACEPORT
Tevin, Darnell, and Obi-Wan walked into a hanger where they saw a variety of ships. Tevin searched his memory for the different classes of ship.
"Headhunters. X-Wings with USAF logos that are not painted over real well. I'm pretty sure that the Air Force isn't selling these things off."
"Should we tell Fort Dix about this?" Darnell asked.
"Duck!" Tevin shouted as automatic gunfire rang out. Darnell pulled out his blaster and called in a 10-13 while Obi-Wan pulled out his Lightsaber and Tevin returned fire as they tried to use a stripped A-Wing as cover.
"There's enough Stormtroopers in the passenger terminals here that can respond faster then troops at Bennett can." Tevin explained.
"Just hope they get here soon." Darnell added as bullets began bouncing harmlessly off the walls thanks to Obi-Wan. The shooter stopped shooting to reload his gun while Obi-Wan came up with a plan.
"I can draw his fire so that you two can do whatever it is that you plan to do."
"Stun him. These people consider dying for their cause to be a badge of honor. At least that's what Myers said." Tevin said as he and Darnell checked their blasters while Obi-Wan ran across the hanger. The shooter began firing at Obi-Wan until being hit by a stun blast from Darnell which caused the shooter to hit his head against the landing pad of the remains of a Y-Wing. The three of them ran over to check on their suspect as a squad of Stormtroopers arrived.
"He'll live." Obi-Wan said.
"Take him to your post for processing and to have that head injury checked. Somebody gotta tell Myers about this and get a Crime Scene Unit out here. This whole place is evidence." Darnell told the troopers.
"What about him?" One trooper asked indicating Obi-Wan.
"General Kenobi is with us." Tevin said.
"Yes, Sir." The trooper said and left.
Anakin had joined Erica for the day since Richie was going to be in court for much of the day. Anakin decided to break the silence that seemed to hang over the car.
"So Snips Three, what's with the guy in the dress?"
"Klinger? That's a nickname General Rodgers gave him based on a character from a TV show that was made when he was a baby. I don't know his real name since everyone calls him Klinger. He spends most of his time trying to get out of the Empire. Last week, he tried riding a hang glider off the roof of the building. He ended up in the brig at Newark because the Spaceport Commander was not amused at all. Firmie's getting tired of his antics because they often draw a crowd onto the plaza. Rodgers wants to sell tickets to some of the more outlandish performances."
"Firmie?" Anakin asked.
"Admiral Piett. Grandma had cute nicknames for people. Remember Skyguy. Richie told me once that people doing slick handoffs to each other is always worth a stop and chat." She stopped the car as three men were handing things to each other.
"What's going on?" Anakin asked as they got out.
"Nothing." One guy said.
"Nothing? Let's face the wall. You know the slick handoff is probable cause for anybody with a badge, Lightsaber, or Imperial rank to put you against a wall and go through your pockets." Erica said as Anakin began searching them. An NYPD Anti-Crime car arrived and two officers stepped out.
"They did the slick handoff. I was told it was PC for a stop and chat."
"What's this?" Anakin asked as he pulled a bunch of small bags out of a pocket.
"You selling crack in this neighborhood?" One officer asked.
"Crack?" Anakin asked.
"Earth's version of Death Sticks. Both very much illegal in New York." Erica explained as two Imperial Army Troopers arrived with a prisoner transport van.
"Those two go for possession of a CDS and this one goes for possession of CDS with intent to distribute and sales of CDS." The other officer told the driver of the van as they began loading the suspects.
Padme walked into one of the many rooms scattered around Ops. She noted that this room was an office shared by two people. One side was neat and organized while the other side was a mess.
"Can I help you?" A woman's voice said from behind her.
"Padme Amidala." Padme said as she turned to face the woman.
"Jessie Rodgers. My husband runs this place."
"Lovely job he does at it. Soldier in a dress, pranks, going through other people's stuff." Jessie held back a laugh.
"You forgot crank calls, office golf, office skateboarding, X-rated jokes, Jerry Springer, and the peephole into the women's showers that someone wrote him anonymously saying Radar was selling tickets to. He will have this place cleaned up and made to look real GI for your husband. The mess is mine."
"Don't bother. He's already seen the guy in the dress. He found it funny and strange. He also saw bits and pieces of the other funny stuff here."
"What did Max do now and who are you?" Another voice said from behind them.
"Kelly. This is Senator Padme Amidala." Jessie said as Colonel Kelly Felth walked past Padme.
"I'm surprised they let a Senator in here."
"Little choice they have when said Senator is married to Darth Vader." Jessie explained.
"Kelly Felth. Welcome to the party. I have some booking sheets to fill out. Tevin and Erica just arrested a bunch of people." Kelly grabbed some papers and left.
"I don't think she likes me." Padme said.
"She was that way when Kelsey showed up here with an oversized cup of caffiene-based beverage, stereo blasting house music, and a farting hippo toy about 2 years ago and took over the lab. It takes time for her to warm up to people." Padme nodded.
Richie returned to the office to find Anakin in his chair.
"How did court go?" Erica asked.
"They left a toolbox and car abandoned on the street when they walked away from it. What did you guys get into?"
"Selling the local version of death sticks on the streets." Anakin said.
"They're called drugs here." Richie said.
"Yet, I ended up with the gun battle." Obi-Wan said.
"Obi-Wan always finds himself in trouble followed by me getting him out of it which has happened ten times already." Anakin told them.
"Nine times, Anakin. Again, I say that business on Cato Neimoidia doesn't count." Obi-Wan added. Firmus joined them and gave Max a head-slap.
"You guys made too much noise and I got the head-slap again." Max said as Derik began copying some papers.
"What I have found is enough suitable for hanging quite a number of elected officials in this area if anyone cares about that case." Derik told them.
"Which case? The dead escort from Nal Hutta? I thought that was ruled natural causes." Richie asked.
"How did she get here and end up working as an escort?" Max asked.
"That's why it's being investigated. Duh." Erica added.
"Stop being snippy." Richie shot back.
"It runs in her family. Her grandmother was the exact same way with me during the Clone Wars." Anakin said.
"There is a General Antillies and some Jedi coming from Coruscant to discuss the upcoming wedding." Firmus said.
"Antillies? Wedge Antillies?" Tevin asked as he walked in with Darnell.
"I believe so. I don't know of any other Antillies in the Republic that would be sent to discuss something of this importance."
"Somebody go see what the biggest size asprin bottle at Duane Reade is. I think people here are gonna need it starting with Rodgers." Darnell said.