A/N: I don't own anything.

Chapter summary: A mission and a hastily formed plan resulting in clothes being taken off and some dancing being preform all in the name of the mission…

I'm pretty sure I've seen some rebelcaptain prompt about exchanging clothes and now I can't find it. But still the idea of Jyn in Cassian's shirt without sexual context was easy and difficult at the same time. Still I'm pretty happy with what came out…

#3 Close encounter

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"He walked into the Princess and the Pawn nightclub, confirm." Cassian spoke into the comlink.

"Confirmed, eyes on target he's walking into the club" Jyn's voice spoke into Cassian's ear.

Cassian climbed down from the roof of the building he was lying flat last twenty minutes and run around the corner to the busy sidewalk. Jyn was waiting in a dark alley ten feet from the club.

"We will never get inside looking like that." He said, eying their clothes and gear, his tone frustrated. He had a good twenty minutes to look over the street. It was one of the posh and rich district of Worru'du and judging by the clothes of the people going in and out of the club it was a high standard place.

Jyn looked at him her eyes narrowed in that focused way Cassian saw when she was thinking hard about something. It was usually reckless and absolutely dangerous but mostly manageable plan. Suddenly her eyes snapped back at him and she started taking off her jacked.

"Take off your shirt." She ordered him stripping her jacket and tugging her shirt from her leggings.

"What?" Cassian eyes widened with surprise and shock. His imagination playing tricks on him sending him visions of how this order could be compiled in a totally different situation. It couldn't be happening like that, what'd gotten into her?

"Cassian, take off your shirt I need it." Jyn asked one more time in the middle of taking off her own shirt but then she hesitated and added. "Turn around."

Cassian's mind finally kick started and his brain functions were restored to thinking again. It wasn't Jyn's way of jumping his bones (some small part of him was disappointed, he just pushed that thought deep inside) but a hastily formed plan how to get inside the club. Cassian turned over quickly, but not quick enough, stealing glimpse of pale skin and black laces. That moment he knew he was doomed from sleeping for some time after this mission would end. He striped his shirt staying only in his undershirt fitting closely to his muscular abdomen. He extended the shirt to Jyn still trying very hard not to look. He could hear rustling of clothes and then Jyn spoke.

"You can turn around."

He did, and almost had a heart attack.

He would never wear that shirt again, he thought, without very uncomfortable tightness in his lower part of the body, he was trying very hard not to stare at her open-mothed. He was absolutely unaware that his shirt could look so damn…hot… on someone…on Jyn. Her image in this little piece of his garment was forever imprinted in his brain. Be damned those dream that would follow that little show.

Jyn tied his shirt just under her breast her black lace bra clearly showing between the folds of the shirt. Her flat abdomen glowing pale in the dim light. She lowered her leggins that her hip bones were visible. She was in the process of striping her weapon belt with all the gear and then she showed it to Cassian. He grabbed it only by his instinct, his brain on hiatus at the sight of her. Jyn yanked at her hair band sending her hair down and Cassian needed to remind himself to breath.

She was beautiful…

"What do you think?" She asked his opinion.

What was he going to answer? He felt an uncomfortable pull deep inside his belly and forbid himself to form any thoughts regarding to his shirt on her, or the amount of her bare skin showing. What was wrong with him? He had seen her without shirt walking in a tank tops to training sessions and had never before experience a raw need to just push her against the wall. YOU NEED TO STOP THAT, he scolded himself in his head.

"I think NOW we will pass." Cassian manage to speak after forcing his brain to form words again.

"Great, put on your jacket, it's freezing." Jyn said arranging her hair again. And only then Cassian saw that he was still holding his jacket in his hand. He put it on fast and stuffed all Jyn's gear into the satchel he had with him.

"Let's go." He said and walked in the direction of the club Jyn close by his site.

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At the entrance there were two Devaronians as bodyguards. In the alcove there was a pale man who nodded his head when he saw Jyn and the Devaronians stepped aside letting him pass. Cassian didn't like the look on the man's face or the way his eyes examined Jyn's body. Without thinking Cassian shortened the distance between him and Jyn and put his hand at the small of her back. She sent him a questioning look but he only shrugged his shoulder and mouthed "We don't want to get separated." She nodded and before he had a chance to react she took his hand and walked them further into the dark and crowded club.

They walked to the bar and scanned the dance floor and the tables for their target. His name was Oberon Webb and he was an analyst in the Rebel Cell here on Worru'du but judging by the data from the report he had more Empire-like sympathies.

It was dark and full of people and other races and it was hard to recognize anyone in that crowd. Not to mention that the music clearly forbade any attempt at normal conversation, blasting loudly form the speakers. Jyn leaned close to Cassian and almost screamed into his ear.

"Do you see him?"

"I don't, it's too crowded." Cassian had to lean close to her his mouth brushing against her earlobe. She smelled of something fresh with a hint of sweetness and it was intoxicating. Cassian couldn't help himself and inhaled her deeply trying to remember her scent and the warmth of her body. Then someone pulled at his sleeve and he saw the barman asking without words if they wanted something to drink. Cassian knew better than to drink on a mission but looking at Jyn in her well… disguise he decided that he actually needed one... or few drinks to survive that night, and not to do something remotely stupid.

In no time two shots of something blue and glowing were put in front of them. Jyn raised her eyebrows on him.

"We need to blend in." He almost smiled remembering the last time he spoke those words to her. Then he drowned his shot in one take. At the corner of his eyes he saw a familiar figure of Webb sitting at the table across the room talking to other human. Cassian couldn't see much more from their current position. He looked at Jyn considering his options, she was still eying her drink suspiciously so he pointed to the glass.

"Drink, we need to dance." He informed her and Jyn almost chocked on the blue liquid she decided that moment to consume. Dance? Did she understand him correctly? She wasn't going to dance with him, it was mortifying enough to take her clothes off in front of him and to transform into some cheap honey trap just to get here, but dancing was totally out of the question.

"What? I don't dance." She stammered.

"It's not a date night Jyn, look, he is over those tables," He gestured his head to Webb who was sitting at the table across the room. " I need to be there, preferably close enough to hear what they are talking about." Without waiting at her protest Cassian tugged at her hand and led her to the dance floor and started maneuvering them across the room.

Date night? Jyn was thinking vaguely locking her hands around his neck

It was absolutely unreal feeling, of Cassian's body pressed to hers in every right places. Jyn had to bite her lip not to make improper sounds at the feel of his hand at her bare skin. And the way he moved, like dancing was his second nature. She was silently wondering where he learned to dance like that.

In no time they were at the dance floor close to the tables were the two men were sitting chatting animatedly clearly quarreling about something.

And suddenly Cassian pulled her even closer to him, her body flushed against him, his head resting on her shoulder. If she didn't know better that Cassian was listening intently to those two talking, she would probably faint. She could feel every nerve in her body tense and electrified at Cassian's proximity. His warm breath was tickling her neck and only that sensation was enough to send shivers down her spine. Her breath caught in her lungs and she involuntarily held him closer not wanting to collapse on the floor. Then Cassian spoke to her ear.

"They are leaving we need to follow them." His voice so close that made her gasp at the feeling of his lips almost pressed to the side of her neck and she was glad it was laud inside so Cassian couldn't hear her gasping and ragged breathing.

She only nodded in agreement as on autopilot.

"Is he an imperial?" Jyn asked trying very hard to focus on a mission.

"Probably. They said something about exchanging some data we would know then." Cassian explained pulling away from her. It was funny but Jyn felt sad and relieved at the same time at the loss of his arms around her.

"Let's go." This time it was Cassian who grabbed Jyn's hand and followed the exiting men.

Those two left by the back door and Cassian and Jyn almost run after them. The door at the back was closing so Cassian stuck his boot between the door and the frame preventing it from closing. He let go Jyn's hand in the process. He peered outside and gestured Jyn to follow him. They were back again in the dark alley where Jyn was changing and there was no sight of those two men. Cassian swore darkly and walked fast to the end of the alley Jyn close at his side. And just as they were about to walk on a well-lighted pavement leading to the nightclub Cassian spun around his expression tense and showed Jyn at the nearest wall pining her against the wall and burring his head in her shoulder. To any passerby, it would look like two lovers taking their time in each other company. Jyn was so shocked by his action that she let him grab her by the waste with one hand successfully stopping her form any movement.

"Cassian what are you doing?" She hissed at him her breathing coming in short gasps. "Quiet, they are just next to us." Cassian didn't have to finish that sentence because he could feel Jyn looking around discreetly and acknowledging the presence of their target. She took a deep breath trying to compose herself. Cassian's head was still at her shoulder but his hand was gently caressing her bare skin at her back. Jyn was holding together only by years of training to put her emotions aside. Her senses were overloaded with Cassian, his scent, his firm body, all of that was making her dizzy and lightheaded, but it was just NOT A GOOD TIME.

"Just play your part Jyn, trust me." He asked her rising his head and looking at her his eyes dark with something that Jyn could only tell was desire. Could it be that Cassian was as much overwhelmed by this situation like her? She searched his eyes and nodded." I trust you." Because she really did trust him…with her life.

Cassian put his hand in her hair pulling her head… but he just angled her in the direction of Webb, then he bent his head and muttered against the skin of her neck "Do you see what they are doing?"

It took Jyn all of her will to restore her brain function to thinking again, she focused with difficulties on the men talking and not on Cassian's lips at her neck.

"They are exchanging a data disc…" She squinted her eyes to see better and added." Cassian, there are imperial signs on it…"

She could feel Cassian nodding into her shoulder. It was conformed then, they had a double agent in the rebel cell here on Worru'du and he was standing next to them.

"OK, let's go. You know what I have to do." She indeed knew what he needed to do now and she could feel how tense Cassian suddenly became. Jyn nodded and without giving it a second thought she hugged him closer, which wasn't hard giving their current position. After a moment of hesitation Cassian's arms squeezed tightly around her for a brief moment. Then he pulled away not really looking at her, grabbed her hand and they stalked in the opposite direction.

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That night it was a storm on Worru'du, white and pale blue lightning was flashing on the sky. Cassian could hear the rumbling sounds of thunders in every bone of his body when he was lying flat on the roof of one of the building across the street where the Webb's apartment was located. He was waiting patiently for his target, counting his heartbeats and calming his breath. His rifle was aim and ready. He hated that feeling deep inside his mind. Since Edu he absolutely loathed assignment like that, but he was too well taught not to follow orders. And the man was a traitor. Cassian didn't know why it was bothering him so much that Jyn would be the witness of his action. It created an eerie and hollow feeling in the pit of his stomach. Suddenly his comlink sprung to life and Jyn voice was in his ear. "It's done. I took or destroyed all the data I could find in here, coming out."

"Confirmed."

Cassian could see through the scope a small figure leaving the set of apartment across the street. She still had her hair loose but she pulled his shirt down and tugged it to her leggings. He somehow was very aware of her still wearing it.

"Wait on the ship." He ordered, he didn't know if he imagined that but it looked like Jyn darted her eyes exactly to the spot where he was as trying to oppose him. Get out form here Jyn I don't want you to see this, Cassian was thinking frantically. It was easier that way.

The plan was ready even before the mission started, they needed only to set it in motion. They both had been at the briefing. If Webb was selling alliances information they needed to clear the place of all the evidences and… eliminate the target. Draven's words were still ringing in Cassian's head.

Jyn just did her part, now it was his.

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Twenty minutes after Jyn returned to the ship she heard Cassian's footsteps on the cargo hold of the U-wing. She looked up from her seat in the cockpit. He was soaking wet, gripping the rifle in one hand so hard that his knuckles were white, a hollow look in his eyes.

"Let's get going K." He spoke darkly his voice hoarse. Jyn was transfixed by the sight of him. Before she knew what she was doing she rose from her seat went to his side and wrapped her arms around him. For a brief moment she thought that he would pull away from her feeling how his muscles tensed at her touch but then he relaxed into her embrace.

Jyn was standing on her tiptoes holding him all cold and dipping wet form the rain not thinking how the front of her shirt was soaking wet from his touch. She felt an overwhelming desire to hold him close, to shelter him form the pain she clearly saw on his face when he returned to the ship. Consequences of her action be damned, she had to be close to him now.

"You should at least strip yourself to the seats, taking off in that storm will be rocky." K2 voice broke the spell between them. Cassian pulled away from her but she could see something warm ignited in his eyes.

"You should change, you're soaking wet." Jyn said to him handing him his shirt. "Here you can have it back now."

"Thanks, but it looked better on you." He answered before he could stop himself. It was supposed to sound lightly but there was something heavy in Cassian's voice.

"Since when have you been borrowing your clothes Cassian?" K2 sounded outraged by the idea.

Cassian and Jyn smiled at each other, Cassian only rolled his eyes at his droid friend.

"Let's get going K." He said taking off his wet jacket and sitting in the pilot's seat.

A/N: It was fun to write, tell me what you think.

It was such a silly idea at the beginning and well as for me it progressed nicely. I just wanted Cassian to borrow her the shirt…