The Fett Legacy

CHAPTER 19

"Alright guys, we're approaching Bespin," I said, dropping out of hyperspace.

"Good; next time, I pilot the ship," Armitage said.

"Shut up," I said. Rosemary remained silent as we entered the atmosphere.

"Hey, you alright?" I asked. She mumbled something, but I couldn't hear her. I took off my helmet and looked at her.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said quickly.

"Rose, I heard you say something; what was it?"

"I said nothing," she responded, getting frustrated.

"Rose... Tell me."

"I miss dad," she said after a long pause. Armitage looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, I know; but he's gone, so just forget about him."

Rosemary remained silent, which was for the best. I didn't want another fight between her and Armitage.

As we arrived at the Cloud City of Bepsin, Rosemary looked out the window, avoiding my gaze.

"Wow, it's beautiful," She said softly, trying to change the subject.

"I agree," I said after securing us a landing pad on the city.

"It's just a city full of Resistance traitors," Armitage said with a scowl.

"Well, Rose, it's official; I married a pessimist," I said with a laugh. Rosemary chuckled, but I could tell it was forced. There was no way I could make Rosemary like Armitage.

"I am not a pessimist!" Armitage argued.

"Uh huh," I said as I landed the Revenant.

"I am not!"

"Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart," I said. I put my helmet back on as we left the ship and walked into the interior of the city.

"You two keep going," Armitage said. "I have to do something." He quickly ran off into a corridor and left us alone.

"Where is he going?" I asked aloud. "Rosemary, you stay here."

"But-"

"Stay here," I repeated. I quietly followed Armitage from afar. He entered a room and before I could follow him inside, the doors shut. Confused, I walked back to where Rosemary was. She was sitting by a window seat, looking out into the clouds.

"What's wrong, Rosemary?" I asked.

"Nothing," she lied.

"Rose, please, don't shut me out," I said, sitting beside her. She avoided looking at me again.

"Rose?" I tried again.

"Don't talk to me," she said.

"Rosemary, tell me. I'll listen," I said.

"I said don't talk to me!" She yelled. "Go away!" She ran off and I was left alone. I sighed and leaned against the window.

My husband was keeping secrets from me. Rosemary hated me. My best friend was gone. And here I was, a pregnant first order bounty hunter.

"Can I help you?" A voice asked.

"Leave me alone," I said.

"Are you sure you don't need any assistance?"

"Yes," I said bitterly, still looking out the window.

"Jetta." I slowly turned my head and looked up at the source of the voice.