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"What the hell were you thinkin'?!" Jinx yelled, placing the medical kit he had used to patch up Krane's face on the floor.

"It was Schorn!" Krane yelled in self-defense, her voice sounding funny because of the injury to her nose.

"Who?"

"Schorn!" she repeated. "The guy I've been looking for! Don't you remember? I've been telling you about him for years!"

Jinx blinked. "You thought that was him? He's in the KG? Krane, you gotta remember that you've got a warrant out for ya head!"

"I know!" she hissed. "But I want to find Schorn and bring him to the Shadow! If the Shadow fixes him then we'll be able to leave."

Jinx stood up, shaking his head. "Why do you wanna leave?"

"Because I don't belong here." Krane sighed. She had talked this over with Jinx before but he always got so upset whenever she brought it back up. "Look I'll talk about it later, I have to go check a lead I got."

"Like dat?" Jinx laughed. "Your nose is broken!"

"It's important," she answered, standing up.

"They're still lookin' for ya!"

"I'll be careful." She smiled only to discover that it hurt to do that too.

The lead she had been talking about had come from Sig a few hours before. She had been meaning to check it out but had been bombarded by missions so she had to push back going. She was heading down to the bazaar to see the a soothsayer Sig told her might have a few answers for her.

Krane managed to make it down to the bazaar without being spotted but did get a few stares because of the gauze and tape on her face. After a long walk, she spotted the small orange hut in the back alleyway and walked in.

"Excuse me?" she asked, looking around. "Are Onin or Pecker here?"

"Ah Krane! There you are!" a voice with a Mexican accent said. Krane looked forwards where an old woman sat with a bird on her head. "I am Pecker!"

She blinked. "Alright…"

"Don't laugh!" he said, pointing a feather towards her. "Anyway, you are here to discover where Mar is, correct?"

"Yes!" She stepped forward. "Tell me anything about him please!"

The older woman, Onin moved her fingers around creating a blue light while Pecker looked at it and translated it.

"Onin says that Mar is closer to you then you think." Pecker began, only to be cut off by an excited Krane.

"Really!" Krane smiled. "Mar! I've almost found him! But…does that mean that he's still alive? I thought he was dead!"

"No." Pecker moved his wing across the way, cutting Krane off. "Mar is very close to you, and your mission will end soon. But, you must help bring Mar to himself, Onin says that you'll have to protect Jak, as he is also going on a quest for Mar."

"Jak?" Krane blinked. "He's looking for Mar?"

Pecker paused for a moment. "…Yes in a sense."

I'll have to deal through Jak now, not only is he the hero of this game but he has something to do with Mar. She thought with a small sigh.

"Thank you." She lowered her head a bit. "I owe you a lot right now."

"Eh." Pecker shrugged. "It comes with de job!"

Without saying else to the two, Krane ran out of the orange tent and back to the Hip Hog. She came into the bar while Krew was talking to Jak and Daxter, and instead of interfering, she moved into one of the booths.

"What IS that horrible smell?" Krew asked, not facing the two as he sniffed around.

Daxter took offence to this, and jumped onto the bar. "Oohh, great, we do YOUR dirty work in the sewers, and come back smelling worse than a wet hip hog in a warm barn." He sniffled around a bit. "This could have a serious impact on the lady factor!"

Krew's stomach bubbled. "No, uh, I think it was my lunch, actually. Nice work in the sewers, 'ey, I guess you're looking for that weapon upgrade, mmm? Well, there's a Blaster mod stashed in some crates at the Port. Find it, and it's yours... hehhehhahahaha."

Jak was getting ready to walk out of the saloon when Jinx walked, and headed over towards Krane. Wanting to make sure that she was alright, Jak took a detour and walked over towards her as well.

"Torn wants to talk to you," Jinx whispered, bending over towards Krane. "He says it's important."

"Shit." She looked away. "Maybe I can get some Green Eco while I'm down there."

"Krane?" Jak said, coming into the conversation. "How are you feeling?"

"I'll be fine," she answered simply. "Where are you going?"

"Gun range." Jak pointed his hand backwards with his thumb out.

"I'm going with you."

He blinked. "Why?"

"Askin' wouldn't hurt ya know!" Daxter commented with his usual attitude.

Krane sighed and began to scoot out of the booth. "I've got something I need to talk to you about," she lied.

She wasn't going to tell Jak why she would be working with him because she didn't trust him yet. Once she figured a few more things out, she would tell him everything.

"Fine," Jak answered back.

Jak, Daxter, and Krane walked down towards the gun range in silence. Once they got inside of the gun range, Jak found his new gun and strapped it together with the gun he already had. Aiming it to see how it worked, Daxter smacked his hands together and rubbed them up and down in anticipation. Happy that he had gotten his reward, he put his gun away and turned to Krane.

"What did you want to talk about?" Jak asked.

She shook her head. "I was just saying that because we're supposed to get back to the Underground. I can't have Krew know that I work for Torn."

"You're a spy?" Daxter asked. "What else are you hiding?"

A smile crossed her face. "A few other things." She began walking towards the front door. "But in the meantime, let's go see Torn, Jinx says that it's important."

Two zoomers later the trio arrived at the Underground's HQ. Inside Torn was talking over a radio to another comrade that sounded female. Torn noticed them coming in and ended the transmission. Jak walked over to the table, allowing Daxter to jump down onto the wooden structure.

"One of the Baron's mining operations is under attack by the Metal Heads," Torn said, walking away from the radio as if nothing had happened.

Jak laughed sarcastically. "That's not OUR problem."

Torn didn't like his attitude and pointed towards Jak. "It IS our problem when the foreman's one of the Underground's best informants! His name is Vin, and he's just valuable enough to save. Find the warp gate at the Power Station and use it to travel to the Strip Mine so you can rescue Vin's pathetic hide."

"Vin is in trouble?" Krane asked as anxiety ran through her. "I'll go myself."

"No." Torn shook his head. "Jak is going. Go with him if you want but remember you're injured."

"Got any Eco?"

"The Shadow's not here right now." Torn sighed.

Vin, in trouble? If something happened to Vin then Krane wouldn't be able to get home. After all, no one knew the computer at the Power Station like Vin did and Krane doubted that any one else in Haven City knew how to operate it.

Krane griped her fingers into a fist. "I don't care, I can't let Vin get hurt."

Daxter was bored of this conversation and decided to come in. "Hey, Tattooed Wonder, how come we get all the crappy missions?!"

"Because I... DON'T... LIKE... YOU!" Torn said, poking Daxter in the face until he fell down.

"Fair enough," Daxter said on the floor.

Torn shook his head and began walking towards the radio once more. "Whatever deal the Baron made with the Metal Heads, the city's Eco is almost gone, and his time is running out. If we don't get the kid back on the throne soon, there may not be a city left to defend!"

"Come on Jak." Krane turned away from the tattooed man. "We'd better hurry, Vin not might last that long, he's terrified of Metal Heads."

Krane was stressing out now. If Vin was killed then she had no chance of getting home because he, besides Mar, was the only one who knew how to use that large computer the right way. If he died, Krane's chances of getting home would be cut down worse then they already were.

Krane led Jak and Daxter to the Pumping Station, and through the Warp Gate there until they arrived at the Strip Mine. Once on the other side, they were greeted by a huge amount of Metal Heads, swarming around everywhere.

"Shit…" Krane blinked. "I wonder where Vin is."

Jak looked around and spotted a large building. "Up there. It's the only place someone could hide around here."

"But look where it is!" Daxter pointed as well only the look on his face was much different from Jak's.

Daxter was right, the small building was across from where they were standing, meaning that they would have to get passed all the Metal Heads, climb a few things, and get over there using the mine's cart pullers.

"Better get started then." Jak sighed loudly. He brought out his gun and clicked the hammer back. "Let's go."

After jumping, climbing, and killing Metal Heads, the trio made it onto one of the mine's cart pullers and waited for it to take them over to the small building. As they did, Jak shot the flying Metal Heads that came after them while Krane took a small break. She didn't remember being this weak or being this tired from doing such a small task but she ignored it and focused on saving Vin. The cold wind blowing was making her nose hut even more, and she blamed her tiredness on that.

"Hey!" Jak shook Krane who was sitting down on the platform. "You okay?"

"Fine," she answered, looking back up at him. "Just tired."

"Ya look worse then 'just tired'," Daxter said, clinging to Jak as he shot another Metal Head.

She twitched. "Thanks."

The cart puller arrived on a small platform and they each jumped off. They walked over towards the building where Jak found a small red button. Without thinking about it, Jak pushed it and the building's door opened only to have gunshots fly out of it.

"Aaagghh! Stay back!" Vin said from inside as he fired his gun.

Jak hid behind the nearby wall while Daxter hid on the opposite side. Krane joined Daxter, leaned against the door, and slid downwards, out of breath from the jumping.

"Do something, Jak! This guy's crazy!" Daxter said, moving his hands up in the air.

"Hey, are you Vin? We're here to help. Torn sent us," Jak said, hoping it would calm the shooting man down.

"Stay back!" Vin said, still shooting.

"Look, if we were here to kill you, you wouldn't be talking right now!" Jak sighed loudly.

"Vin!" Krane called out. "Vin come on it's me! We're here to save you!"

The shooting stopped, allowing the three to get up and look inside to see a small laboratory. Vin relaxed, and fell over a small computer while Jak placed his hands on his hips.

"Oh, friendlies? Oh thank goodness! We... so... whe... where's the army?" Vin looked around with the gun.

"Ah... we're it," Daxter said, walking into the room.

"What? Just you two?! What do they think I'm worth?!" Vin hung his head.

"I'm beginning to wonder that myself! If you want, you can stay here and be Metal meat, but Daxter and I are leaving before those monsters get back." Jak began to walk away, telling the others to follow.

Not wanting to be left behind, Vin walked out and spotted Krane. "Oh, I forgot about you!"

Krane blinked. "Thanks!"

"What happened to your nose?" Vin moved towards her to get a better look only to have Krane pull away.

"Long story."

Jak led the group back to the Wrap Gate, and into the Power Station. Once they arrived, Jak left Vin there and walked out with Krane still with him. Wanting to go back and see Torn once more, Jak grabbed a zoomer and waited for Krane to get on but instead she stood there and waved her hand back and forth.

"It's too late, I have to get back to Krew," Krane said gently. "I think you should get some sleep, you've been through a lot today."

Jak stretched his arms upwards. "Yeah maybe that's a good idea."

"I'll come back tomorrow to check up on you, I've got to ask something from Torn anyways." She moved her right hand and began to walk away. "Careful kid."

"Kid?" Jak raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah!" she yelled back in answer.

Jak rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

"Oh!" Krane ran back over towards Jak. "I wanted to say thank you for what you did today."

"What?" Jak asked, raising an eyebrow.

"When you saved me from those KG's. I just wanted to say thanks. You just could have kept going but you helped. So thank you."

Jak grinned. "Just another days work."

Without saying anything else, Jak pushed the zoomer away from Krane, leaving her in the dust. She sighed as she watched him drive away, and then turned away to get back to her duty.

Night had finally fallen and Jak was back at the Underground's HQ in a bunk bed trying to get some sleep while Daxter slept next to him. Meanwhile Krane was lying down on Jinx's couch with Jinx at the end, and the TV shining a dim light into the dark room.

"Kras City races?" Krane asked as a blond man was shown on the screen with the name G.T Blitz.

"It's a big race," Jinx answered, sitting up and against the back of the blue couch. "Held once a year over in Kras City. Big thing ya know?"

"I guess." Krane sighed. "My nose hurts dammit."

Jinx picked up a small beer can and threw it to her. "Here. It'll help."

Krane caught it and opened it. Jinx looked over towards her and shook his head back and forth. Seeing this, she looked over towards him as she took a drink.

"What?" she asked once she was done drinking.

"It was for ya nose!" He laughed and tossed her another one. "I ain't got no meat for it! Use a damn deer!"

"Fine," she hissed back. "I didn't want to use Yakkow meat anyway."

Krane put her open drink down onto the floor and placed the unopened can against her nose. After a few minutes of watching TV mindlessly, Jinx sighed and began to get up when Krane moved her legs over him, preventing him from getting up.

"What?" he asked. "You stayin' here again tonight?"

"Yeah," she said, taking the beer away from her nose. "I can't walk around this late with those guards out there."

Jinx blinked. "Neve'a would'a thought about that."

"Stay here a little longer," she asked, looking down towards him.

"Why? I gotta nice bed upstairs!"

She laughed. "You call that thing nice? I've seen better things in Haven City strip joints."

"When have you eve'a been to a strip joint!?"

"Your birthday," she answered, playfully kicking him. "Remember?"

Jinx thought about it for a moment. "No."

She rolled her eyes. "You must have been too drunk to have remembered anything. Hell I'm surprised I remember anything from that night. Hey, you got laundry I can do?"

"Why?"

"Cause I need to wash the clothes I'm in." She removed the beer from her nose, and placed it on the floor beside the one she had opened. She began to stand when Jinx grabbed her hand and pulled her back down onto the couch.

"Do it tomorr'a! come on, sit down wit me for a while longer," Jinx said, not taking his eyes off of the TV.

"I've been sitting down. I stink."

"I like your stink."

Krane rolled her eyes and stood back up. "Fine I'll stay and do everything tomorrow. If I fall asleep though and have to go see Torn in your clothes I'm gonna be pissed."

"Ya won't!" Jinx tugged once more.

This time Jinx tugged hard enough to pull her back onto the couch. She finally stayed in her spot, and brought the beer on the floor back to her nose. She tugged to take her hand back but felt Jinx holding her hand tightly. She tugged once more, and he finally released it, but left his hand where it had been before.

Countless silent moments passed by, and Jinx was starting to fall asleep when he felt her head land on his shoulder. He looked over towards her to see that she had fallen asleep, and had fallen over on him. With a sigh he moved against her as well, and closed his eyes. Within moments Jinx had fallen asleep as well, with a small grin on his face.

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