The Rising

escape part 2

Bly gripped on to the chair for dear life as his wife piloted the craft through the firefight going on around them.

Alya laughed slightly at her husband's behavior before she turned the ship suddenly and fired.

Bly could feel the ship shudder as it fought to stay airborne and avoid the drones, the tell tale sign of slight yelping and a familiar splat of vomit hitting the floor behind him reminded him that this was not fun for them either.

He looked back at his wife who was still laughing before he felt the ship shudder fighting the g-force of the second dive lining up Alya's shot.

The second shot took down a large section of the outside wall creating a large opening for them to land in.

"You have gone insane...." Bly muttered as his wife started her final approach to the small hole.

"Oh come on we have seen Skywalker do this a hundred times" Alya replied.

"Yes, SKYWALKER!!!!! NOT US!!!!!"

Bly swore loudly as he watched his wife somehow managed to squeeze through the opening and land the ship.

There was loud screams of fear in the back and the metal on the ship grazed the side of the hole creating a loud screeching sound that would probably haunt Bly's dreams.

He looked back to Alya who was smiling at him before she left from her seat and stood up, like she would spring out of bed after her caf.

"Come on Bly, we have some clones to rescue" she said cheerfully before leaving the cockpit.

Bly just sat in his seat staring at the window in front of him, his hands dug into the sides of the co pilot seat.

"I'm married to a mad woman" he muttered under his breath as he slowly got out of his chair and found his legs.

"Hurry up!"

Bly shook his head and stumbled into the main part of the ship.

"You are never piloting a ship ever again" Bly said to Alya in a stern glare only to earn a look that clearly said 'like you could stop me'.

Bly blushed hard before looking at the passengers, all of whom looked as terrified as he did in the co pilots seat.

When he looked back he spotted Alya opening one of the side haches and jumping the 10 feet down to the floor outside.

Shaking his head he caught sight of his wife peering around the corner of the corridor before there was a loud explosion that shook dust from the metal beams that look ready to fall in on themselves.

Alya whipped her head to look at Bly who held up his hands "hey I have no control over it".

She chuckled slightly at him before three blurs ran past her and dove behind the corner narrowly missing the red shots fired from the ever looming droids.

Hunter was the first to speak, barking orders at Wreaker.

"Get her into the ship!!!".
Wreaker was already halfway to the ship with a slightly traumatized Nat securely tucked way in his arms half concealing her while Nats arms where firmly wrapped around her stomach and waist.

Bly and Alya knew immediately something was wrong.

Then Bly twigged it.

Crosshair wasn't there.

Alya looked at Bly first with confusion then to Hunter in slight horror as he nodded confirmation on why Crosshair was not coming.

She shook her head trying to calm her mind before making a dash for the ship as Hunter and Bly gave the three of them the cover they needed to get there, all the while waking back In a carefully calculated but quick pace.

Alya lifted a struggling wreaker in to the ship by the force before making a large leap and landing without a sound into the ship. Bly smiled slightly at his wife's retreating form before he felt himself being lifted up, he grinned even bigger as he recognized the maneuver his wife was doing.

It was one they knew quite well and had been a happy accident that on one mission the only way for Bly to get onto the retreating ship with his stubborn general was for her to lift him up while he fired at the incoming droids, narrowly avoiding their fire.

Hunter on the other hand was flailing like a child screaming his head off is such a way that it reminded Bly of Rex's toss from the cliff side all those years ago.

Alya smirked at Bly's smugness before pulling them back quickly into the ship. They moved so fast that they managed to roll four times before hitting the opposite will with a loud metallic thud as two groans made their way out of the clones body's.

"Come on boys, this isn't a vacation, time to blow this place" Alya said in a chipper voice that made hunter grumble under his voice as Bly glared at his wife in a 'we are so talking about this later' glare.

Alya shrugged before making a b line for the cockpit as Omega closed the hatch Bly and Hunter came through. Bly gulped his skin going white realizing his wife was at the controls before the ship shuddered.

For a moment he thought that it was Alya moving the ship out of it's parking space.

Then he saw droids on the outside of the ship pushing it backwards through the hole in the wall.

"Alya! Any time you want to start the engines!!!!!" Bly yelled as the women screamed slightly when the ship shuddered again.

"Just a second dear".

Bly could hear the slight worry in her casual tone before he heard the engines rev to life then just as rapidly the ship was sent backwards.

Bly experienced the force in training with his wife to recognize when it was being used against him....now though it was being used against the whole ship.

The ship fell from the sky and screams filled the air, Bly managed to push himself into the cock pit before he spotted his wife wrestling with the controls.

In her fit of both rage and urgency at the infernal machines uncooperative nature she kicked the dash....hard.

Then just like that it came roaring to life.

Bly fell to the ground with a loud this as similar sounds from the main ship echoed through accompanied by groans of pain... Possibly from the clones.

Bly managed to get into the copilots seat before glancing at Alya.

At that moment for the first time in his life, he felt slightly bad for Gor.

Alya's hands expertly pulled up the ship to the correct hight and leveled her off before grinning.

Then.

She let loose the ships full artillery.

But it wasn't at the building she was aiming.

But the rock arches that supported it on the treacherous cliff side.

"Live through that you bastard" he barely managed to hear as his wife whispered under her breath.

Yep he definitely felt sorry for Gor.

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