Redemtion

The refinery

Saw asked what you were here for. You left the answering to Cal, since youdidn't know much to start. The three of you made your way to the landing pad as the mantis came into view preparing to land.

You winced at the loud sound it made as the ship landed. The sound of BD's shrill noises did nothing but increase your headache, but you tried your best not to make it known that you were in pain.

Greez and Cere came out to join you, Cal, and Saw. 

The four of them engaged in a conversation about Tarfful, whilst you attempted to block out their loud voices.

Cere glanced at you periodically, clearly noticing something was up, but waited till the conversation was over and Saw left.

"Y/n. What's wrong." Cere asked causing both Greez and Cal to look at you with concern.

"Uh, nothing. Just a headache." You played it off, acting as though your vision wasn't blurring, so much so, you could hardly even focus on Cere. The world around you was dizzying. The ground felt as though it were a pit of sinking sands.

Your insides felt like your organs were swapping places left and right, leaving you with a wretched, nauseous feeling.

"Y/n? Can you hear me?" Cere's voice sounded as though she had spoken into a cave, the sound reverberating in your ears. "Y/n, focus on me plea-"

Her voice was cut off by the the blackness taking over once again.

***

This time when you opened your eyes, you found yourself in your own bed, with the lights in your room off, and the door shut, prevening any light from entering.

You groaned in pain. Your headache had lessened significantly, but you could still hear a dull ringing in your ear.

How embarrassing. Before this mission you promised Cere you were ready, and now you've gone and given yourself a good brain-bonking.

Despite your body screaming for you to stay in bed, you got up, enduring the wace of dizziness that washed over you, and made your way out to talk to the crew. 

Greez was relaxing on the couch and saw you. 

"Cere's not gonna be to happy when she sees you're out of bed." Greez warned.

Cere was in the cockpit with her earpiece on, likely focusing on imperial communications.

"What was that, Greez?" Cere asked, pulling off her earpiece and microphone, turning to see you.

"Y/n, you should not be out here. Get back to bed." She scolded.

"I feel fine, honest." You told her. "Where's Cal? We should be out looking for Tarfful."

"He is." Greez answered. 

"Okay, where is he? I'll go meet up with him." 

"Y/n, slow down please, and sit down." Cere pointed to the sofa. You reluctantly complied.

"Cal's gone out with Saw and the rebels to free some Wookiees being held captive by the empire. He's hoping Tarfful will be with them."  Cere informed you.

"Okay, so... just give me the coordinates and I'll head over to help." You suggested.

"You're not in condition to fight right now." She told you.

"Seriously? Look, I took a bit of a tumble. Whatever. I'm fine now." You insisted. Greez did not look happy to be stuck in the middle of this argument.

"You're concussed." She planted her hands on her hips.

You scoffed. "I'm not." You retorted, as if you had any evidence to back it up.

"You fainted due to visual and auditorial distress."

"Oh yea? And how would you know that?" 

"BD-1 confirmed it. This is not up for discussion. You will not be participating in any fighting for the next few days." Cere demanded, turning and disappearing down the hall before you could argue more. 

Her stubbornness reminded you of Master Odorah, which was reason enough for you to not argue.

"Told you so." Greez shrugged when you looked at him. "Hey. Don't feel bad. Cal will be back soon anyway. He's been gone a while now. Once he's here, he'll catch you up on everything."

"Yea, catch me up on everything I had to miss out on." You grumbled.

"You should've seen his poor face. He felt terrible about you being hurt. Blamed himself for not checking up on you better after the crash." Greez chuckled. 

Your heart warmed at the thought, causing you to shudder from the unfamiliar feeling.

"It wasn't his fault." You sighed, feeling bad that he felt bad.

"Yea, well, he sure thought it was." Greez said, making you feel worse.

You sighed. "You think he's alright out there?" 

"Who knows? There's troopers left and right. At least he's got the help of the rebels." Greez told you, spiking your worry.

You felt awfully useless, being stuck on the mantis. Perhaps you could leave discreetly. You'd need to cause a distraction, something to get Greez out of the way while you made your escape.

You fake yawned and acted as though you were going to lay down, when really you just climbed down a ladder and found the electrical system. 

You felt guilty for your plan to trick Greez, but this was your only chance, since Cere was busy in her room.

You flicked a couple switches that set off a small alarm throughout the ship. Imediately after, you rushed back up the ladder and into your room to hide.

"Greez, shut that off, please." Cere called from her room.

You heard Greez grumble and head towards the cause of the disruption.  You waited to be sure he had gone down the ladder before scurrying to the cockpit, throwing on Cere's earpiece and microphone she used to communicate with Cal.

"Hey, Cal? Can you hear me?" You asked, cautiously checking over your shoulder to make sure no one was coming.

"Y/n? What are you doing? You're supposed to be resting. BD said you had a concussion." 

"Uh, no. I'm fine, actually. Have BD send me your coordinates and I'll come help you." You said quickly, knowing your distraction wouldn't last much longer.

"Where's Cere? And what's that noise? Is that an alarm?" He asked suspiciously.

"Uh, she's busy. And yes, a small electrical malfunction, Greez just went down to fix it." You began tapping your foot nervously. If Cal didn't hurry up and cooperate, your chances would be screwed.

"You're sure you're okay?" 

"Yes, just send the coordinates." You asked impatiently. "Please." You added.

"Alright. BD's sending it now." He said. 

"Thanks. Be there soon." You ripped off the earpiece and clicked on BD-1's message the minute you recieved it. You quickly memorized where you needed to go, just as the alarm was turned off. 

You rushed to the door and opened it, sprinting out before Greez caught you, hoping when he found the door open, he'd assume it was just a side-affect of the 'malfunction'. 

Your headache bothered you slightly, but at least you were off the ship now.

You hurried fast as you could in the direction of Cal and BD, coming across several dead troopers, their bodies covered in saber wounds. Looks like you were on the right track.

You finally arrived at the large imperial outpost Cal had been heading towards.

You couldn't see any doors, but you found a vent you'd be able to fit through. You used your lightsaber to melt the grate off before climbing inside.