SWRC: Tales of the Clone Wars (Book 2.5)

Chapter 9 Republic Control.

<Underworld of Coruscant...>

"So," said a man listening to the woman's plan. "You want us to remove this... item for you?"
"Yes," said the woman, who didn't seem much older than a girl to the man. "And in return, I won't look for you again."

"Assassination is normally part of our repertoire," said the man.
"And having children is normally part of your repertoire either," countered the girl.

The man smirked, "You've done your research. Maybe I'll consider doing your job."

The cloaked figure just simply smiled and walked away, awaiting the next move to come...

<With Orange Company 49...>

"No Felix, for the fiftieth time, you're not coming!" yelled Tye.
"But I'm all better, see!" retorted Felix attempting to walk but stumbling over his injured leg which had grown slightly weaker since he sustained his injury.
"Yeah, and I'm a bantha," said Tye harshly, before adding softly, "You'll only slow us down Felix, so stay here and recover so that you can come help us."
Felix began to sulk and Tye added, "Don't make me have to set Scars and Sirus to watch over you."
"You wouldn't?"
"I would if you refused to stay here," smiled Tye. Felix wisely chose to be quiet but still asked, "What'll I do until you get back?"

"Anything that doesn't involve coming with us," said Tye. "I'm sure Hawkeye and Trapper would love some help around here."
Felix wisely chose not to say anything about that and said, "Yes, sir."

"We'll see you when we get back Felix," comforted Tye, placing a hand on his shoulder before turning to leave. "Don't cause too much trouble while we're gone, will you?"
"I won't."

"Thank goodness for that," smiled Tye as he left. "I don't need anymore messes to clean up."
Felix smiled at the inside joke and turned to stumble his way back to his room.
"Come here Felix," said Hawkeye, sling Felix's arm over his shoulders. "The sooner you stop trying to leave and let yourself heal, the sooner we'll have to stop looking after you."

Outside of the barracks that was Orange Company 49's headquarters, Tye looked at his assembled troopers that were still fit enough to serve and noted that one was missing.
"Where's C.T?"
"I'm right here."
"You're late."
"And so we're you."
"How do you? You weren't here," replied Tye.
"I saw and heard Felix," replied C.T, as if that explained everything.
"Of course you did," sighed Tye as he turned back to face the others. "We've been assigned to the Senate building today. I've split us all into 47-man teams. I sent the orders out already and you should be able to find them on these data pads."

C.T had been holding the mentioned data pads and handed them out to the three closest troops.
"Team 1 is over there," said Tye pointing to the left and then the right. "And Team 2 is over there. Team three is with me. Move out!"

The day dragged out long and boringly as Tye watched over Team 3 on their part of the Senate building.

"Name some place you'd rather be?" asked Colours, directing it to Wash as a distraction though Tye answered, "Anywhere but here."
"Same," said Washington, and anyone within earshot also agreed with Tye's statement.

Everyone except for C.T.

"Tye," he called quietly. Tye sensed the caution in his voice and whispered, "What is it?"