Disclaimer:I do not own anything or anyone in the Mandalorian. I only own my OC.So we are now in present day after the events on Nevarro.

Chapter 4: Old wounds

The Mandalorian was sitting in the pilot's seat of the Razor Crest with the Child rested in his lap. They weren't going anywhere particular and Mando still had no idea to start his search. The Child was reaching for his favorite ball so Mando unscrewed it and handed the ball to him. The child giggled and proceeded to put it in his mouth. Mando sighed, it was better than the child messing with the controls again.

Mando leaned back in his seat, he was tired. The events on Nevarro drained him physically and emotionally. The child looked at him worriedly and crawled on top of his beskar covered chest. The child let out a content little noise and laid down. Mando wrapped his arm around the little guy and within a few seconds they were both fast asleep.

Star was sitting in the copilot chair and had her legs resting on Mando's lap. Star was looking out at hyperspace and Mando watched as her eyes seemed to shine in the light. "Mando, how do you feel about kids? Would you ever want one of your own?"Mando leaned forward in thought, he never actually gave it much thought. Having children, a family, wasnt something you think about or consider when one chooses this way of life. It was dangerous, this life. "I haven't given it much thought. My way of life is no place for a kid."Star looked at him then, "I dont know Din, I think you would make an amazing father. Your a good, honorable man. Your just a good, honorable man who has made some bad decisions."Plus I see how you are with Leon, you are amazing Din. I love you."Star leaned forward and pressed a kiss on his helmet covered cheek. Star got up to head down the ladder when Mando grabbed her hand and didn't let go, "I love you too."

Mando was jolted awake when the beeping of a transmission cut through the silence. Luckily, the child was still fast asleep and the only noise he made were his soft snores. Mando gently picked the child up and gently put him in his makeshift pram. Mando opened the transmission and Greef Karga's holographic figure appeared.

"Hello there Mando. I know you have just left Nevarro but I just received a high priced bounty. And get this Mando, you were named by name, your actual name."

This caught Din's attention immediately, very few people knew his real name and most of them were on Nevarro. "The client has asked that you meet him personally. Dont worry Mando, he is not imperial or underworld, I checked. I'm sending the coordinates with this transmission. Be careful Mando." Holographic Greef leaned down to press a button and the transmission cut off.

Mando put in the coordinates and he couldn't believe his eyes, it was Terra. All of the memories and emotions from six years came crashing down like a tidal wave. He hadn't been back there since that night when the love of his life was ripped from him. He had lost all contact with Papa and the last he heard, Papa had sent Leon to his brother on Tatooine. Mando looked at the child and despite the pit in his stomach, he changed his course for Terra.

When Mando arrived, he landed in the same clearing he had all those years ago. The child was awake now and was excited to be able to stretch his feet. Mando picked him up and put him in a satchel. He then put the bag in front of him so he could keep an eye on the little one. This little womp rat had a bad habit of getting into trouble and Mando wanted to make sure this went as smoothly as possible.

Mando walked through the same woods on the same path he used to walk with Star. As the town came into view, Mando couldn't believe how little it had changed. You would never have thought that the empire had slaughtered a group of them. Mando walked through town and received curious stares, more of them intrigued with the adorable alien baby than him. Mando stopped in front of the tavern and as the memories flooded his mind, he faltered. What was he doing? He should be out finding the child's kind, not opening up old wounds. But before he could change his mind another thought pierced through, what if its Star? Those four words motivated him to step inside.

The first thing he noticed was that the tavern was nearly vacant, a ghost of what it used to be. Then his eyes fell upon the man that gave Mando his blessing all those years ago, Papa. Upon seeing Mando, Papa waved him over to his table. Mando walked over and sat the child down on the booth next to him. Mando took a good look at Papa. Papa was a ghost of his former self, his once black full beard was now scraggly and gray. His muscles were less pronounced and his cheery demeanor was replaced with one of a grief stricken father. Like the tavern, Papa was a ghost of his former self.

There was a long silence as Papa and Mando observed the other, then Papa finally ended the silence. "I found her Mando. Star is alive."

Author's note:So this was a short chapter. I apologize but I've been really busy and I wanted to get this chapter out before I had no time.The next chapter will be longer I promise. Next chapter we will get a new mission and find out what ties Mando's search for Baby Yoda's kind and for Star together.