The Bad Batch: Oneshots

Whimsical Bliss

     Omega grumbled as her eyes slowly adjusted to the medical flashlight that was being held directly in her line of vision. Omega tried to swat the nuisance away; however, she found that any sudden movements caused her a pinch of pain in her abdomen causing her to let out an uncomfortable groan.

"Please, Omega. I highly suggest you do not move or you will experience more unwanted pain."

Omega's heart skipped a beat.

"Tech?" she sputtered, trying to sit up, ignoring the sharp jab in her stomach.

"How is she?" A new voice entered the room. From the gruffness of it, Omega suspected it was Hunter.

"She will be fine. Once we reach Pabu, she will need to be on bed rest for at least two weeks... That is if she would keep from moving."

Omega couldn't take her eyes off Tech. He was... fine. He looked more than fine, actually. But, that was impossible. She saw him— his body disappeared into the clouds as she reached out for him.

"Omega." Hunter carefully placed a hand on her shoulder. "You're shaking. Are you hurt anywhere else?" His voice was filled with worry.

Omega shook her head. Maybe it was all a bad dream. A very very bad dream. She was injured after all. Maybe the meds had played a cruel trick on her. Yeah, that had to be the explanation. Tech was right there in front of her. He was standing. He was speaking.

He was alive.

"Perhaps I should sedate her once more. She's clearly not in—"

"No!" Omega shouted. Hunter's hand briefly left her shoulder from being startled. "I-I mean, no. I don't need— I'm fine. Really." She looked up at Hunter and then to Tech. "I just had a weird dream, that's all."

"Hey! What's going on in there!" Wrecker shouted from the cockpit. "Is 'mega awake yet?"

"Wrecker!" Omega called back, a smile spreading across her face as the tall clone emerged from the hallway.

"Kid!" Wrecker breathed out a sigh of relief as he knelt down next to her bunk. "You had us all so worried."

Omega's face burned a bright shade of red. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," she said while looking at her knees in embarrassment.

"Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that." Wrecker gently patted her messy blonde hair. "We're glad you're okay. That was a pretty nasty fall for all of us, but especially you with not having armor and all."

Hunter sighed. "Once Rex meets us on Pabu, I'll ask him about possibly getting some old armor."

"Wait, Rex?" Omega questioned. "Why's he coming to Pabu? I thought he was trying to find Tantiss?"

"A lot happened in the last twenty-four hours, Omega." Echo stated as he was the last one to appear.

"What do you mean? Did he...?"  Her eyes widening in shock. "He found Tantiss?!"

Echo nodded. "Yeah, kid. He did. And that's not all he found."

Omega glanced at Wrecker for answers, but he couldn't help but let his smile slip before Echo could share the news.

"You mean, Crosshair, right?"

Echo nodded once more. "He's waiting for all of us on Pabu."

"So, Plan 88 was real. He was trying to warn us?" Omega asked. "I knew it. I knew he still loved us."

"How much longer until we reach Pabu, Tech?" Wrecker asked the clone with the datapad.

Tech pushed his goggles up. "We will touch down in around five minutes."