Chapter 5: a little test for the Miralukan girl. Day 2!

Please let me wake up from this nightmare, I don't want this to be true, please, let me hear them laugh and joke like nothing had happened, like we just got back from a victorious mission, don't let this nightmare be true…..

Angel woke up in her bunk her head hurt and she felt like someone went digging inside her head. She sat up and turned her head noticing that her head band was off, a bandage was wrapped around her head, and a small cup of two pills and a mug of hot coco were sitting on the bed stand, she took the mug and smiled, knowing who probably did this.

"It was just a bad dream, I bet that if I walk out of that door right now, meds will be asking about my medication," she smiled but wondered how she got hurt, she shrugged took the small paper cup and downed the coco. "I should make him run, he needs it," she giggled.

The door slid open and Ahsoka and Anakin walked in. that was when she realized whatever happened the other day, it wasn't a dream, meds, lucky, and spaz did get hurt, her master was taken away, and everyone else was dead. She looked up at them, but her eyes were closed, she used her free hand to cover her face, and turned around reaching for her blindfold.

"Are you alright?" Ahsoka asked.

"What happened to your eyes?" Anakin asked.

The room was silent waiting for her to answer. She took a deep breath and placed the pills down to tie the blind fold.

"Um to answer your first question, I'm fine, "she started shyly. "And, there is nothing wrong with my eyes, it's fine, can I see my men?" She asked as she turned around. She had picked up her messenger bag and slung it across her shoulder.

The two Jedi looked at each other than at angel. Anakin nodded his head and left the room, he would have to ask the council about her scares, it might have to do with what Doc said about her medication, and he wondered why the man would carry her medication during a battle. Ahsoka didn't move.

"You know, you can trust me, I won't tell anybody anything," she said trying to get the Miralukan to open up.

She smiled and shook her head. "I'd rather not, I know you're telling the truth Ahsoka, but," she paused and sighed looking up. "I don't know if I can, it's a long story, and, I'm not willing to share it." She finished then walked past her fellow padawan. She made her way to the med bay. When she arrived she heard two cheerful voices greet her and sensed one wave. She assumed it was Spaz that waved.

"Hey guys how are you three feeling?" She asked.

"Were fine angel, we lived and that's all that matters right?" Asked Lucky

"Just fine here, getting better, bit by bit, feel more broken then those damn klankers," Spaz chuckled.

"Did you take you medication?" Doc/ meds asked as he sat up and eyed her.

"Yeah yeah, look I'm taking them."
She said waving the paper cup in the air before swallowing the pills. "Happy now vod?" she asked using the Mandalorian word for brother.

Runt had been watching from outside, he smiled at her playfulness, and admired her calm way of dealing with such stress. She was truly worried about them, he remembered when he was walking with her through the remnants of a base, and it was deserted, and looked like it hadn't been used in a long time. He would report to her, she had nodded and continued on in hopes that her master was still on the planet. He had only turned his back to her for a short while, and when he turned back she was laying on the floor, knocking her head on a metal rail and then the hard concrete floor, she didn't bleed a lot, but it did form quite a bump and an ugly bruise. He remembered that he carried Angel back to the others, Anakin wondering what happened, but didn't show too much emotion into his words, Ahsoka wondered if it was a droid, and when he told them, they looked confused and worried. And it didn't help when Doc asked about her medication. Angel got up and bowed to the three clones she called brothers and walked out seeing Runt, he blushed and fumbled to put his helmet back on. But Angel had pushed the helmet away from his head and smiled looking down.

The last thing I remember was being in your arms, and how warm and safe I felt, how relaxed I was, but also how sad, I wanted to cry, but we were already with the others….

"Commander?" he managed to ask.

"I, I was wondering if you wanted to hang with me for a while," she said

"Bow chicka bow wow!"

"Shut up Lucky your retard!"

A smacking sound was heard, and then Lucky's scream of protest. It seemed that Lucky was being perverted and Doc retaliated the only way he knew how, hitting his perverted brother's injury.

"What the hell was that for!" Lucky demanded.

Angel paused, shook her head, and pulled Runt away from the med-bay; she was turning red at how embarrassing her brothers were. Runt couldn't believe that she was pulling him away by the hand, it sent a sort of electric feeling through his body, and he shuddered.

"Are you alright?" She asked turning her head up at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine commander," he replied with a light smile.

"Alright, I think we are far enough from those three," she said looking past him. "So, anyways, I was hoping you and I can hang out a right now," she added looking down.

He blinked, not sure if he should say yes or not, he wanted to, but she was a Jedi, people would be suspicious of them. But she offered, and he couldn't just pass this up. He shrugged and tried to hide his over joyed emotions from showing too much, he felt really awkward around her, and excited. She smiled up at him locking arms with the trooper, and dragging him off.

"Where are we going commander?" He asked.

"Angel, that's my name, please use it, and I'm not so sure." She laughed.

Runt looked down at her a little baffled. She was so light spirited, and happy, and, and clueless, so very clueless. He smiled. "Well, we can go play cards with some of my brothers in the cargo hold, I'm sure they are there or in our room," he laughed scratching his head.

"Sounds like fun, but, I never gambled, I'm not very good at card games." She said at first then whispered the last part.

Late again, stupid cyborg, I thought he would be here before me.

Lance was on Corlax 4, he was sitting on a fallen log as if bored out of his mind, he was waiting on Grievous, he had a plan and he wanted the damn fool's help.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

Lance heard a raspy voice and he turned around smiled. "Bout time old man, I was beginning to worry, anyways, I like the peace in this place, everything is so full of life," he smiled then stood up. "We'll talk on your ship," he said before ordering his small crew to dock in the general's ship.

This brat thinks that he knows everything that he can push me around because he is able to use the force, I'll show him!

Lance stood next to Grievous, he didn't smile, and didn't frown, he wasn't thinking, he was waiting for the general to speak, he may be a blood thirsty killer, but he did have some kind of respect for people who were of higher rank, some. Grievous turned to the young man and coughed.

"So this plan what is it that you want to do?" he asked, as a hologram of the galaxy appeared before the two.

Lance touched one of the planets. "Here, this will suffice as a meeting point for negotiations, and if necessary a battle, "he paused as he heard the cyborg grunt upset with his decision. "Let me continue, the Jedi have something that I want, and I need it unharmed, a simple trade will take place, if the Jedi refuse, kill them but the young girls, one of them is what I am seeking." He ordered with a bright smile. He then left to go make a quick call.

The Angel project Alpha 0130-M I will have you, it's just a matter of time….