No Days Off

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Aaaand we're back.

Y/N's POV:

I wake up in a medical building. My chest aches violently as I attempt to sit up.

Doc: Woah woah woah slow down there.

I look to my left and see Doc with some medical equipment.

Doc: Just lay back down.

I do as he says and he walks over to me.

Doc: Now that your conscious I have to ask you a few questions. Do you know who you are?

Y/N: I'm Y/N L/N, you guys call me Knox.

Doc: Good. Do you know what happened?

Y/N: We got attacked? There was a wookie? A clone? Some lady? And a droid? Oh and a sniper.

Doc: Good, do you know how you got here?

Y/N: I was...I was shot?!

I look to my chest and see a large bruise forming.

Doc: Well yes. Your armor however saved your life.

I sigh in relief.

Doc: Now I've been informed to give you some of these.

He holds up a pill bottle to the light.

Doc: These are painkillers. They're strong enough to numb your chest out.

He gives me one and I take it.

Doc: Now we have a mission today. Can you go?

I sit up feeling sore and a in pain.

Y/N: Yeah I can go.

Doc sighs.

Doc: Okay gear up we leave in 15.

He walks out and I walk down to the barracks and find my locker. I open it and start pulling out my armor.

Jane: Well I'll be damned.

I turn my head to see Jane next to me changing into her armor.

Jane: You sure are one tough son of a bitch aren't you Knox?

Y/N: Nothing the training didn't prepare me for.

I ignore the fact that the heavily attractive storm trooper is half naked and focus on changing.

Jane: Glad your okay Knox. We were all worried about you.

Y/N: What about Sid, Bruce, and Zero?

Jane: They're all fine. They've been assigned to go on a patrol today.

Y/N: No rest for the galaxies finest huh.

I close my locker and hold my helmet in my hands. Jane does as well.

Jane: We're with Ethan, Alex, Natalie, and Doc.

Y/N: Whats the mission?

Jane: A relief mission. A village was nearly blown to hell when a rebel group attacked a patrol unit there.

Y/N: Damn Rebels.

We walk out of the barracks and towards our transport trucks.

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