J.C. An unlikely love story (Thrawnxf!reader)

Hunt and damage

You walk behind the different posts, repressing a yawn. The shift is almost over, you think, contain yourself. You lazily observe the different screens flashing before your eyes, feeling your eyelids close themself. You shake your head.

"Stand up straight and work hard!" You order to the whole bridge, but it is more aimed at you to wake you up.

You still see some backs of some ensigns straighten up, and some postures stiffening. You grin at yourself. Ah, the young ones... You like their naivete overflowing with ardor, but you still prefer the calmness of your elders. They are more posed and less stressed.

You turn on yourself, observing your surroundings before heading towards the Rear Admiral Marttilf.

"How is it going Lieutenant commander (y/l/n)?" He demands

"Everything's fine sir, we should be out of hyperspace in two minutes."

"I hope your info isn't wrong and we will find something at the destination!"

"They have all my trust, sir." You clasp your hand behind your back.

You got those info thanks to the network of your grandparents, it served them well for decades. You hope it can do the same for you now.

You observe the rays of light as you fly at lightspeed, you've always liked this spectacle, so impressive and magical. It must have inspired so many artists. Your mind wanders back to Vez and his exposition, you should bring a friend with you if you ever get to see it.

"Destination reached in 15 seconds !" Warns the steerman officer.

You stiffen, ready to discover what the universe will throw at you. But most of all, ready to discover if you're right. Marttlilf gives you a side look. The trails of light stop and the Zephyr comes to a halt... In the middle of a complete armada.

"That's them!" You yell, pointing at an enormous ship in the middle of the battle "That must be their mothership!"

A multitude of smaller ships fly around it, surely proceeding to some exchanges and charging their hold with slaves and other assets of the empire. You couldn't let them do that! You may be just one ship but you're as massive as their mothership, plus with Thrawn's plan it should go well.

"Alright, weapon officers get ready, we'll act according to the plan!" Marttlif speaks with a confident voice.

Already, a line of enemy ships form in front of you. You remember Thrawn's plan, you hope it will really work. You notice the mothership is tilting on the side.

"They're about to escape! Steerman, prepare for another jump in hyperspace!" you order.

"We're going nowhere! We have more pressing matters in front of us!" the Rear Admiral contradicts.

"Sir! With all due respect, the mothership should be our priority, we can cross past them and hunt their mothership!" You argue.

"They will disperse and create different cells if we cut their heads! We stay here!"

Why doesn't he understand? It is your one chance.

"They will be disorganized and weakened if we blow them now!"

"Enough!" He raises his voice and you shut your mouth immediately. He shoots you a glare, eyebrows frowned. "We'll stay and cut them off from their armed wing. I will not tolerate insubordination Lieutenant commander! If you're not able to listen to an order, I will have you escorted to a cell. Am I clear?"

You bite your inner cheek, he makes the call but deep down you know you're right. Thrawn's plan was supposed to be applied to the head of the hydra, but you won't be able to use it twice. The rest of the crew is looking at you both, not knowing what to do. The officers Sealan and Norcaus approach, unsure how to interrupt the "discussion"