✓ The Mandalorian's Everything - Book One

Chapter 11

Word Count: 8451

A/N: I'd just like to say thank you to everyone who has been so patiently waiting for my slow ass to write, and thanks to all the support and encouragement you've given me! It means a lot more than you know :)

Warnings: fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, blood, swearing, a not so major death, fluff, fluff, fluffy fluff fluff. 

"Jeremy!"

He sighed. "That's not my name-"

"I know it's not, but get over here!"

Looking up quickly the Mandalorian walked over to the table you were standing at, smiling when you picked off a leaf that had gotten stuck between some of the plates in his armour and mumbled to yourself before focusing your attention back on what you wanted to show him. He glanced down at the table to see you were looking at more necklaces the townspeople had made, and he internally sighed. No matter where you went, you always had a fascination with the little trinkets the different cultures created.

You held up a necklace with turquoise beads and tiny seashells, smiling as the baby cooed and reached forward for them.

Straightening his posture the bounty hunter glanced up and did a quick sweep of the town again with his eyes. The Razor Crest, in dying need of fuel, had happened to be closest to the planet of Naboo, forcing him to land on the beautiful planet despite his worry.

He uses the term "forcing" very lightly because he knew you loved it here, and thought that maybe this would be a safer place for you to stretch your legs. So, making sure you had a hood over your head and the baby close to your chest, the Mandalorian suggested a walk through the small markets.

You had agreed instantly, a giant smile on your face and a small skip to your step as you followed him through the busy streets and marvelled at every little thing you passed. Lifting his head back up he scanned the area again, noticing that some palace guards had been staring at you and him for the past few minutes and biting his lip a little worriedly.

"Look, some of the green ones remind me of your old armour," you smiled, lifting it up and showing him the beads.

He hummed in return, though he didn't look down as he turned his head and noticed that some of the guards were slowly moving in from behind. Well shit. Turns out this was a bad idea, after all.

"What's wrong?"

"Stay close to me," he muttered, grabbing your elbow and pulling you along beside him. You quickly put the necklace back and reached down to hold his hand tightly, to which he was grateful for because it made it a lot easier for him to pull you through the bustling crowds.

Walking around an elderly woman carrying a large basket of fish the Mandalorian glanced behind him again, noticing that the guards were starting to move faster, then looked in front of him to see that the ones ahead were closing in as well. Clutching your hand he pressed forward and turned down an alleyway, making sure that no one was following before he turned a corner, only to be stopped as two staffs made a large "X" right in front of his face.

He stopped in his place, feeling you bump into his back before he turned around, only to be stopped as more guards came in from behind. The bounty hunter quickly pulled you behind him and put his hand on his blaster, glancing back and forth between each side that was closing in.

He was severely outnumbered, and there wasn't much he could do if you were defenseless behind him. He might be able to take down three guards before the other - he counted, twelve - guards shot him down and killed him.