Work Header

The Death Star Job

Chapter Text

Cassian paced outside his plane while Kay bumped against the door with a set of strident beeps, "I know they should be back by now and they will be."

The plan had made sense at the time, he would be the in and out while Eliot, Parker and Hardison finished the job to get the records that would take down a major player in Ecorp that was financing domestic terrorism. Parker's plan made more sense than others he'd heard but he wished he was there but the three of them were a team. He'd just get in the way, that was how good teams worked, they had some give but they fit each other. A car roared up as he heard his phone ping from Eliot then Cassian turned to get the plane going.

Before he could get in, men pulled out of the car and he cursed, this wasn't part of the plan. Four men, he couldn't see guns but they might be waiting on them. As they came up, he held up his hands and said in his heaviest accent, "Hello, okay if I land here? I got lost."

"Search the plane," As the first man came towards him, Cassian grabbed his arm and with a quick move almost knocked him out but he wasn't fast enough. Soon he was fighting off two men as Kay beeped and he heard another car which he hoped was Eliot.

There was the zap of a taser as Parker took down someone and then Eliot at his side while he rolled with a punch that probably cracked a rib.

"Andor, get us out of here!" Eliot yelled as he thought he saw more men, but he wasn't leaving Eliot to fight on his own.

A gun went flying and he had an opening to duck get himself back and into the plane, Kay had already started pre-flight which he continued while licking blood off his lips, "Get in and go!"

He heard them enter and the slam of the door as they started to take off and now there were gunshots.

"I know they're shooting, Andor, but we're clear," Eliot said as they finally lifted off and he heard Parker laugh. "I like having a plane around. I want to jump out of it later. Can we do that?"

Cassian smiled and nodded at her as Eliot put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Another time. We got it."

"Just putting the last pieces in place and tomorrow they'll fall down," Hardison said with a smile.

The rest of the flight went smoothly and as he landed at the airport near their headquarters, Eliot nodded at him, it was good to see Eliot content, "We should be clear. Give things some space and I'll send you a cut."

As he watched Hardison marvel at Kay then leave with Parker, he saw the warmth in Eliot's face and shrugged, "Take them down then send enough to cover fuel and bullet holes and we'll be even."

Eliot gave him one of his far too perceptive looks and said, "Get yourself a team, Andor."

"I have Kay, we do fine," Cassian said.

“A plane with a rickety robot whatever that is, ain’t a team, that’s you being lonely,” There was that annoying patient sound in Eliot’s voice.

“You should go, they’re waiting for you,” He could see Parker and Hardison leaning on each other and talking.

“You’ll see I’m right, get yourself a crazy ass girl to chase the fire and a hacker who plays data and is smarter than you.”

“No, you’re in love,” Cassian said as Eliot shook his head with a satisfied smile then walked back to his team. Eliot was lucky, teams came apart, people left or died. They were never built on anything strong enough to last, not in this business.


“Why won’t you help me?” She wanted to yell but that wouldn’t help, not with these three who had something she hadn’t had since she left Saw. Even then it wasn’t like this; shared glances and trust. Her parents had had that before Krennic shattered their lives, she remembered how easy they were with each other. Jyn didn’t know if she’d ever get that, it needed so much trust. The woman, Parker looked to the man who was clearly a fighter who said, “It’s not our sort of job, but I know the right man for you. We’ve worked together and he always finds his man.”

The other man, Hardison, who had been the contact somehow, he was folded in a chair and their eyes met, she wondered what passed between them as the fighter gave an almost invisible shake of his head. She was good with codes and finding the truth but they were helpful ghosts.

“Not just find, take me to my father and get him out of where he is,” She hated him for being weak enough to go but he was out there and she was going to find him. Even if it meant facing her past, Saw who sent her out thinking she’d be safer in the legal world and her father who let Ecorp use him.

The fighter smiled to himself as he said, “Yes, he’ll do that. His name’s Cassian Andor. I’ll give you his info and let him know you’ll be in touch.”

Jyn nodded, if they weren’t going to help her then at least there was a way for her to control it all. She stood up with the information and watched them, as Parker said, “You know what you’re looking to find, that helps. Hold onto to that.”


“Jyn, are you sure about this?” Leia tapped her coffee cup and Jyn hated how perceptive her friend was sometimes. They’d been in and out of each other’s lives since her mother and then Saw brought her to her first protest while Bail was fighting in the government.

“Yes, you read the same rumor I did. He’s alive, he knows something and no one else cares enough to go find him,” She felt like she was going to keep on arguing this with nothing happening, she hated it.

“That’s not fair. You know how the government and military work and now, it’s hard to get anything done and ECorp has every protection possible,” And Leia was good with finding and making loopholes but this was beyond her.

“I know and I’m going straight, trying to do things the right way, but I can’t let this go. This is a chance,” It was hard, she knew how to cause destruction and this wasn't one of those times. Now she had to be patient and search.

“So you work with an ally you don’t know, that’s not like you.”

“It’s safer this way, fewer connections and they say he knows how to find people. I use him and that’s it,” She hated admitting that she couldn’t do this but she’d always been better at adjusting information, destroying than searching out. This Captain Andor, he could do that and that would be it.

“That never works, but I’ll get you the records you need. I won’t have you going in blind,” Leia was firm, Jyn appreciated knowing she cared.

“Thank you, Leia and you’ll see. This will be an opening, a way to get to them,” Jyn said and she believed it, she had to.

“I hope so,” Leia said.


He was slighter than she’d expected, if she hadn’t known his face, she would have thought he was a musician though he held himself differently. Not one of the best former intelligence agents in the Army, but she saw that he was sitting at a seat with no one at his back and with good sight lines, like Saw had taught her to do. Still she wanted this done so she could continue figuring out how to be a professor like her mother wanted her to be and not a former eco-terrorist.

His record and all her connections said he could find her father without any strings, which was what she needed. Leia had even joked with her that they might understand each other, he and his father had barely escaped Mexico after speaking out against the cartels. In the end, they’d found his father, his mother had been killed before they left and the army gave him a home and turned him into a spy. That didn’t mean anything, to be broken was the state of the world.

She sat down at his table and noted the way he looked her over, not an ogle, a check for weapons and she felt an odd shiver, she’d missed being evaluated as a danger. Being underestimated in a classroom, in a faculty meeting was one thing, seeing the surprise when she brought a man to a ground with a well aimed truncheon or punch, that felt right, “Ms Erso.”

“Captain Andor, I’ve been told that you can find my father.”

“I might, but tell me why. He was last known building weapons for ECorp, they’ll work for anyone. And they don’t give anyone up without a fight,” His voice was neutral, almost bland but he’d done his research.

“Yes, but he’ll know how to work against them, know all their secrets,” It hurt to hope in her father but he was a scientist first not a killer.

“So you want to redeem him, a happy ending for everyone?” Now she could hear the skepticism in his voice. She wondered if he believed in happy endings.

“He has information about what’s being worked on, you know the same rumors I do. There’s a way in. Change the playing field and an ending,” This was an opening and those had to be taken.

“What will you do with him once he’s out? A lot of people want him dead or locked up so he can’t go telling their secrets,” He said as he watched her.

“I want my father and anyone else who wants him will go through me,” Jyn knew her anger came through her voice, she wasn’t sure if she still loved her father but she would find him.

“Then we’ll get him,” She watched his hand tighten for a moment on his coffee, no promises but a beginning.


She eyed the rural road as she drove towards the address where his plane was at, she didn’t even think there was an airport up here. There were orchards that looked in need of water and she stopped at a tiny grocery store to get a water and eavesdrop on the conversations in Spanish. As soon as she entered, she was given a few cautious looks but when she told them how she appreciated finding them in Spanish, she felt a small welcome. It wasn’t a moment to miss and she asked, “I’m looking for an airport or a plane.”

The older woman behind the counter who was shorter than Jyn said, “You’re on the right road if you’re looking for the captain.”

“The captain? I didn’t know he was that known.”

“He is here, when he’s here,” She shrugged and Jyn could see years of knowledge within it and wished she knew the right questions to ask. Her mother would have, her mother had always been good at seeing the openings to friendship. Jyn had always done better finding the weaknesses.

“He’s not often here?” Which would fit, he was a pilot and hired out for every kind of job.

“He works, we all work and he flies and does what he does. He’s going to work for you?”

“Yes, he is, he’s going to find my father,” It was more than she’d normally say but it could be a fair trade for information, some truth about this man more than the bare records Leia found and the recommendation of the Leverage team.

The owner nodded and said before handing Jyn a small packet of far too sugary baked sweets, “If he’s out there then the captain will find him. Here, for you and him, he never has enough good food in that plane. For a man who can cook, he never does.”

“Thank you, I’ll see what I can do,” Jyn smiled as she got back in her car, touching the gun under the dash as she finally saw the silhouette of a barn no hangar. When she reached the gate that looked rusty enough that it wouldn’t hold off anything, he was there, unlatching it, “You’re late.”

“I had to stop for gas.”

“Park there,” He gestured toward where an old truck was parked and she drew up beside it. As she stepped out, she put her gun in her pocket as he reached her, the robot beeping and bumping over rocks.

She pulled her bag out and then leaned against the car and asked, “What’s that?”

“Kay, he helps me out. He likes to bump shins,” He had some softness in his voice.

“The owner of the shop gave me these for you. How long before we can get to Jedha?” She handed him the pastry bag which he opened and smiled. It was the first smile Jyn had seen from him, a little curving of his mouth but it lightened his face.

“Maz insists that I can’t take care of myself, but she’s a wonderful baker. My plane’s almost ready to go. Do you have all you need? Once we get going, there won’t be time to stop.”

“I know and when we find Saw, he’ll tell me what he knows.”

The look he gave her was deeply skeptical, “When did you last work with him?”

“I know Saw and my father would send someone to him,” Yes, their leaving was complicated but she would have had to be on her own soon anyway.

Cassian met her gaze, she couldn’t read it as he said, “Then we’ll see what’s there.”

She followed him to his plane as he held the bag of pastries and the robot beeped, keeping pace with him as she lengthened her strides. The plane was smaller than she’d expected, it almost looked like it was from World War II, “Will that get us there?”

The robot tried to trip her as Cassian gave her a disdainful look, “Of course it will fly. It’s my plane. Kay, this is her job. If you’re bringing the gun, find a better place to put it.”

Jyn glared at him, she knew how to handle her gun and went in the open plane door as the robot somehow got in before her. Inside she saw pull down seats, a metal cabinet, she could even tell which seat in the cockpit was his with a colorful rug on it, it felt comfortable. She hadn’t expected that, planes were a way to get someplace not a home.


“We have to stay the night here,” He said and started doing something to the plane as the robot herded her towards the back.

“Why? We’re almost there and we can’t waste any time,” They were so close and she knew that no one had any idea that they were here.

“This isn’t wasting time, this is using it as well as we can. If we go in and try to spend the night then we’ll be known and can’t control who sees us. Going in as pilgrims with the plane here means we have a way out. We’ll be fine, there’s a space heater and you can have the bed.” Kay tugged down a cot as he went and pulled blankets, they were a good team.

“Why because I’m a woman?” Jyn glared at his back, she thought he was smarter than to be a sexist idiot.

“No, you hired me, that means you get the bed,” He wasn’t even looking at her, it was annoying, she couldn’t figure out what he thought of her.

That actually made sense and she sat down on the bed which creaked, “Fine, but if you’re not up for tomorrow then you won’t blame me.”

“I’ve slept on worse than the floor of my plane.” Jyn got ready for bed as quickly as she could, keeping most of her clothes on as the cold seeped in and tried not to watch the tension in his shoulders as he curled up on the floor. Somewhere in the night, she woke up to chattering teeth and realized it was Cassian, “If you freeze, you can’t finish the job. Get in here and stay on your side.”

He muttered something in Spanish, she caught enough words to say, “You should be so lucky.” When he sat down, she was suddenly aware of how close they were and turned to face the hull of the plane. She just felt the warmth of him behind her and nodded before she fell back asleep.

He woke up feeling cozy, when had he ever felt that way and opened his eyes to realize that he was holding her, she looked almost peaceful asleep and her loose hair smelled of rosemary. As gently as he could, he moved her bangs from his nose, he wasn’t going to wake her up. If they’d been dating, this would be nice, her mouth was close and she seemed to be almost smiling in her sleep. He wasn’t going to think about how long ago it was that he woke up next to someone after a night together, that wasn’t for him. This wasn’t good and didn’t mean anything, it had been cold, it was a natural reaction to search out warmth. She hired him to find her father, considered him a spy and a mercenary, useful but not her type. Kay knocked against the bed support with a complex series of observations, “Be quiet, you’ll wake her and thank you. I’m glad to know that I slept well.”

As carefully as he could, he moved his arm from under her, he’d slipped out of tight spaces before, this was only awkward. Then she opened her eyes and for a moment her gaze was soft and confused before she realized how close he was and glared, that was how she was meant to look, “What are you doing?”

“Getting up,” And there, he just had to roll once she stopped staring at him, which of course she wasn’t going to do.

“Good, I can’t move,” Then she started to shift, he realized that she actually had her leg in between his and pulled himself backward. He almost fell off the bed but was able to just catch himself with a roll and stand up as Kay kept observing and he knew when she spotted Kay’s readout, “How does he know how we slept?”

“He’s always done that, it’s his way of keeping track of how things are going,” And according to Kay, he had slept peacefully for the first time in a few years.

“Tell him that I don’t care if we both slept well,” He could hear her sitting as the chain holding the bed creaked and he started folding the blanket he’d tried to sleep on last night, “You’ve just told him.”

She stood up and ended beside him at the cupboard, he was far too aware of her warmth and presence but this was a job. Her voice was crisp as she said, “I’ll make the coffee and then we’re leaving since we need to make the opening of the market.”

Chapter Text

Jedha had gotten worse since the last time he’d been here, more destroyed buildings and fear that sat like a cloud over everything. Jyn kept bumping up against him as they walked, he appreciated her closeness, it meant he didn’t have to search for her. He’d been afraid she would have darted ahead but the atmosphere was getting to her too.

“Blessings on you this fine day,” A monk sitting on what was once a temple, Cassian couldn’t tell what it had been a temple to, called out to them. Now Jyn walked forward, he didn’t think she was religious, “Blessings, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, sister. I wish I had your drive,” As he got closer, Cassian saw the monk leaning on maybe a cane or a staff, he couldn’t figure it out.

Jyn smiled, it didn’t go to her eyes, which was reassuring, he didn’t want to think she’d just believe, “My drive, how kind of you.”

“We should keep moving,” He got closer to them and saw the large man with what looked like a cannon barrel behind the monk. The way he was eyed made Cassian rest his hand near his weapon, this wasn’t safe and he wasn’t wanted here.

She turned to him and he saw a familiar look in her eyes, he was the soldier hurrying past and not understanding. It was up to him to keep her safe and find her father, these men, he didn’t know what they wanted. Something rattled on a roof and he did a sweep, spotting a sniper and he heard the stomp of a patrol’s boots, “Jyn.”


Jyn loved the dance of a fight, it had worried her mother how easily she took to Saw’s lessons. She was always glad that her mother had died before her first proper fight at a logging camp in the Amazon.

Now Cassian fought at her back and he fit in well with her dance, never getting in her way as he took down guards in riot gear. At the edge of her awareness she heard a clank and saw the monk and his partner joining the fight. The world shook and Cassian pressed her to the ground, his beard tickled her neck and for a moment she felt safe.

A voice that sounded almost familiar yelled, “Take all that fought to Saw!”

She stood up, knowing Cassian would be at her back as faces hidden by bandannas came towards them and she said, “Tell Saw, Jyn Erso is here and these are my friends! They are not to be hurt.”

Pale blue eyes met hers, she didn’t know them but knew the calculation, her name was enough and she gave up her weapon. The zip ties and bag were insulting but she would put up with them for Saw and heard a grunt as they took Cassian.


Cassian listened for the guards to complete their circuit, they had only half heartedly searched him, Jyn was what mattered. She’d called them all friends, even in the army, at least with the people he knew no one used that word so easily.They were brothers, they were survivors but he’d become a spy. Spies can’t afford friends, friends are informants, friends are ways to find you and destroy you. The two men from the market, the monk and his bodyguard, they were what real love and trust looked like. They didn’t need anyone else, but they had helped and reached out to Jyn.


Jyn heard planes overhead as Saw gave her his last hope, “He can’t easily get messages out but he sent that through to you, Jyn. You must find him and bring them down.”

The ground started to shake and she heard footsteps behind her and watched Saw lock eyes with whoever was behind her, “I’m not leaving you.”

He smiled, Jyn couldn’t remember when she’d ever seen Saw smile as she felt a hand on her shoulder and Cassian said, “Jyn.”

“Go,” Saw’s voice had command in it as she let Cassian pull her up from where she’d been kneeling. Then they were running, his plane was closer than she’d expected and fuller. He’d saved the monk and his companion and there was a co-pilot.

As she tried to think, Cassian shut the door and they began to take off as she realized what she’d heard and that it hadn’t stopped. Someone was bombing Jedha.


Bodhi felt the plane tremble as it escaped from Jedha, he kept his eyes on the instruments, he was in a plane, he was safe. The man beside him, Cassian, reached up touch a spot of color on the panel before wrestling with the throttle. Bodhi leant his strength and soon they were away. Behind him, he could hear muttered words over the plane, prayers and curses, “It’s gone, Chirrut, all gone.”

“We’re not gone," There was certainty in that voice, faith, some of Jedha was on the plane.

He shook his head, which still felt wrong, but he was alive and free, “Where are we going?”

“You’ve flown to Eadu?” The question was quiet as if Cassian didn’t know how he would react.

It was nice to be thought of and he was safe, “Yes, but I don’t have the newest codes. They change them too often.”

“I know where we can go and find them,” Cassian seemed to be looking beyond the plane, he must be a planner.

“Why?” Bodhi kind of knew why, it was why he’d left, to do something.

“For Jyn, so she can find her father. Now we’re going close enough to plan and rest,” That was said with a gesture backward, the woman must be Jyn, Galen’s daughter. He was going to be able to do something good.

Bodhi had forgotten how good relief felt and he actually paid attention to the plane he was in, it was loved, “Thank you. Is this a Rogue? I’ve only ever seen them in history books.”

“Yes, it was owned by the man who taught me to fly. He flew cropdusters and had this in his barn. He let me have it for a song when I got out of the service. She gets me where I need to be. For now that means a way to those codes,” As Cassian spoke, Bodhi noticed that he slightly smiled, which he understood. To own your own plane was to have freedom.

“How are we going to get the codes for Eadu?” Jyn asked, Bodhi looked at her, she seemed as tired as he was. Then he saw the robot rolling around with granola bars.

“We steal them from Krennic’s office. His Ecorp office has a party planned in a few days and I have a cover to get in the door,” Cassian sounded like a soldier as he talked, Bodhi wondered how often he’d led teams.

“I’ve been known to listen to locks when they belong to Ecorp,” The monk said and his friend grumbled, “While I guard the door. These codes will make them pay for Jedha?”

“They’ll get us to my father who knows all their secrets and then we’ll bring them down,” Bodhi felt his mouth open as he watched Jyn, she had such conviction. She would know the way to right things.


Jyn adjusted her dress and sat down by Baze, she hated having to play the party girl but she and Cassian had the best covers. Chirrut smiled at her and said, “Have a fling with him tonight, clear the air.”

“What, no? He’s not the right sort for it,” She knew that, Cassian was too intense, this wasn’t a line of thinking she wanted to go near.

Baze laughed as he straightened the maintenance jumpsuit he had on, “Of course he is. Job’s over and he flies off and you have nice memories and can find someone who actually suits you.”

Bodhi came in dressed as a waiter and sighed at his tie, “I hate dressing like this and she’s right, it wouldn’t help like you think it would.”

Baze and Chirrut shared a look as Cassian came out in a suit that transformed him into clean lines and Jyn sat up.

“Are we ready? We’ll put in the earbuds when we’re closer and this should go quickly,” He adjusted his tie and glanced around them as Jyn stood up.

“Yes, let’s get this over with,” She didn’t want to talk to any of these people but without the information in Krennic’s office, they couldn’t find Eadu and her father.


“Liana, darling, I didn’t think I’d see you again,” Mara said as she greeted Jyn who smiled and leaned onto Cassian’s arm. He was being slightly awkward and handsome in a slim suit that kept drawing her eye to him while hiding his weapons.

She knew her lace dress gave the right look of intriguing and no one could see the knife in her garter, “Mara, I wouldn’t miss this. You haven’t met Jeroth, we found each other on the border. The way he dances.”

Cassian smiled at them both, running a hand through his hair while giving her a sideways look, when he spoke his accent was heavier, “You’re too kind to me, but Liana’s passion draws me. I’m a moth to her.”

Mara laughed, leaning on Jyn and whispering in her ear, “My god, I need to go to Mexico. Enjoy the party, take a spin around the floor and give all of us a show.”

In her earbud, Baze sighed and said, “I told you, Chirrut, we wouldn’t last ten minutes without hitting someone. We get the fun job.”

“Yes, yes, we do and the floor’s noisy, we’ve found our way in. Have a good time, little sister, make the good Captain blush at least once,” Chirrut’s voice was full of laughter.

Cassian moved his arm around her waist and leaned down to whisper in her ear though it looked like he was kissing her, it felt like he was and Jyn got goosebumps, “Keep to the schedule. Let me know if you need back up.”

She wasn’t going to think about how his stubble would feel on her thighs, it was too late for a one night stand and nothing else was possible. They’d saved each other’s lives and that always shifted the balance of a relationship. Bodhi, who was being a waiter said, “We’re all clear on this end.”

“Oh come on,” Baze muttered, “The lock’s not what was in the plans.”

“Patience, patience, we’ll get through, be distracting,” Chirrut said and Jyn felt Cassian tense beside her.

Mara watched them and Jyn leaned into Cassian and said, “Yes, Jeroth, mi amor, let’s dance.”

He turned her with a smile that spoke of secrets between them as he took her hand, “Of course, it’s a samba, Liana. I know how you love them.”

Jyn let him lead her as he found the rhythm and for a moment her eyes were drawn to his hips as he pulled her close and said in her ear, “Think of it like a knife fight.”

She laughed and looked into his eyes and saw him truly smiling as she moved with him then away. Dancing was something she’d learned to pretend that she was a lady, this wasn’t ladylike dancing. It was heat and as she turned, she saw the crowd watch them as her gaze kept being caught by his intense eyes and the feel of his hands on her hips.

In her ear, Baze asked, “Bodhi, you’re to share the show with us later. Chirrut’s almost got it.”

Bodhi whispered, “Get off the floor, Krennic.”

Cassian turned her with a smoldering smile so they ended up on the edge of the dance floor and she saw Krennic coming toward them. Would he remember her face? She couldn’t take that risk.

She kissed Cassian, pressing herself up against him and felt the knife at his waist as he gasped. Then he kissed her back and she sighed, she hadn’t meant to, but that gasp had done something to her knees. When had he last been kissed? When had she last kissed someone like this? He kissed her gently but with all of him, she felt wanted.

This wasn’t what was supposed to happen, the kiss was a distraction to hide their faces, yes, she might have wondered about kissing him since hiring him but he wasn’t her type. He hid in the shadows, chasing information, never having his face known and always lying. She wanted an equal like her parents had been, yelling at the world and finding the pieces to change it. She broke away and noticed how his hair was messier and his lips red, he looked younger, he was only a few years older than her.

From her ear bud, she heard Baze say, “Good idea, unresolved sexual tension will only get in the way of our mission. Time to leave.”


“I’m not her type.”

“He’s not my type,” She and Cassian said it at almost the same time and Baze laughed long and loud while Bodhi smirked at them and Jyn asked, “What do you think my type is?”

Cassian sighed and looked at all of them before saying, “You want someone political, passionate and intellectual who will challenge you. You want what your parents had and I’m not that.”

“You don’t challenge me?” It seemed like they constantly pushed at each other.

“That’s not the same, you know it’s not. I’ll concede there’s an attraction but not like you think it is,” He gestured at everyone else and sipped his coffee with an almost glare.

She nodded, he was good at finding the right word and while yes, he was handsome, that was all, “Exactly, you’re not my type though you are passionate and intellectual, but you want someone to teach you how to be normal or be normal or something like that.”

“No, I don’t,” His eyes had an odd look that she couldn’t interpret, not insulted almost sad.

Jyn considered him, she’d read his history and he hadn’t ever settled, “Maybe not, but we wouldn’t suit.”

Bodhi laughed as he drank his coffee, “No, of course not, just because you fight and work well together. That doesn’t mean anything.”

Kay whirred and Cassian sighed down at him and muttered in Spanish, “That’s not helping.

“What did he say?” Chirrut asked as he leaned on Baze who was grinning, Jyn wanted to toss something at their smug and content faces, they had their partner, she didn’t need them meddling in her life.

“Nothing important,” Then he turned towards his room with Kay at his heels probably mentioning that night on the plane and nothing had really happened. All they’d done was sleep well and woken up close together, no one needed to know that she could find him by the spicy smell that clung to his hair. Now the focus had to be using their codes and Bodhi’s knowledge to get to Eadu and safely out.


Jyn was trying to not be aware of where he was, that was stupid, the hotel suite was small, but she knew he had been planning to talk to his former CO, Draven. Everything she’d read about Draven made her certain she’d hate him, but he was an official channel and would keep them from being shot at too much. The whole day after the party and everyone’s suggestions for them had felt long. She hated waiting but there had to be a plan, which meant routes, looking over building plans, too much take out and now Cassian calling Draven.

Chirrut poked her with his cane, “Have the last wonton, he’s good at finding ways in and out.”

“I know that, that’s why we’re here,” It was only that she’d heard him gasp at her kiss and seen the haunted look in his eyes when he rescued her, kept rescuing her. She knew that look, she’d seen it in her mirror, though it wasn’t the same, she kept realizing it wasn’t. Her mother had taught her to be selfish with herself, to save something for herself, she didn’t think anyone had done that with him.

His bedroom door opened and his face was drawn as if all the years he’d earned fighting had come down, “We’ve got a way in and confirmation that he’s there.”

Bodhi nodded and met her gaze, maybe they could get her father back and more, keep Ecorp from destroying anyone else, “I told you he was.”

“And you were right,” Cassian’s voice was neutral and tired as he reached down for the lo mein he’d been eating before. He sat down neatly on the floor taking up as small amount of space as possible.

Baze who was sprawled on the couch with Chirrut in his arms nudged Cassian with his foot with a hopeful voice, “That means we have a clever plan that involves some explosions and a proper escape, Captain?”

“Oh yes, air support if we need it, couldn’t ask for better,” Then he focused on eating to stop the questions and Bodhi began to talk about her father. She almost didn’t notice Cassian getting up when Baze and Chirrut started describing scientists they’d known when everyone seemed to pass through Jedha.

“Where are you going?” Jyn asked, because she hated how he was trying to disappear. During the party, he’d been at her side and eyes followed him, because he was worth following. She wished she could have heard that call, because he’d closed down and no one else seemed to care.

He flashed a there and you miss it smile at all of them as he said, “Having an early night. Don’t worry about bothering me whenever you come in.”

Then he was gone into one of the rooms and she realized she wasn’t sure if that was to her or Bodhi, they had figured out the beds at some point. Bodhi stretched and tossed a fortune cookie her way, “I don’t think you’ll bother him by going in, Jyn.”

She sighed at him and opened the cookie, maybe it would give her some ideas other than Chirrut’s suggestion to just sleep with him. There was no time to just sleep with him and that wasn’t what she wanted, and she wasn’t going down that path. It was too late anyway, she’d woken up safe in his arms and going from that, from the kiss before, from fighting together to just sex didn’t feel right. She wouldn’t insult him by suggesting that, they’d find her father and there would be more options for everyone.

“Your way lies in shadow. Thank you, Bodhi, a dark omen was all I was hoping for tonight,” She sighed and stood up to find something to read but she’d put her bag with her books into the bedroom, “I’m going to get a book.”

Baze waved at her, she hated how they all thought what, that all it would take would be a kiss or more and then they’d get a happy ending. Jyn shook her head, their stories weren’t the ones that led to ever afters, they led to lonely nights and too many secrets. She was overthinking this, too many conversations with Leia about what genres their lives fit into. They’d both agreed something political and while romance was nice to read and visit, not for them.

He was on the bed, the same way he’d slept on the plane, curled up and he’d ended up on her side. That wasn’t true, that was where she’d put her bag, well tossed it on the floor. She walked over and sat down on the footrest hitting the bedside lamp as she pulled out her book and started reading. Right at her favorite moment, she heard a choked off scream and looked at Cassian, she reached out to touch his arm, “Cassian, Cassian, wake up.”

He flinched away from her touch and she moved to the bed, putting a hand on his face, he was cold, she made her voice loud and safe, “Cassian, I need you to wake up, you’re safe.”

Something in her voice did it and his eyes opened, staring at her, she didn’t think about it, just kept close, never breaking eye contact, “That’s it. You’re here with me.”

He opened his mouth then shook his head before sitting up, she could see him trying to be together. His hair was mussed and he ran a hand through it before saying, “Did I wake you?”

“No, I was reading.”

“Oh, I’m going to get some water,” As he stood up, she saw that he was clutching his hands and she almost reached out but would that help? She couldn’t fix him, he wouldn’t want that. Better to keep moving forward towards her father.

Chapter Text

Jyn could still feel the explosion in her feet of the lab as she stared at Cassian taking apart a gun while Bodhi got the plane ready to fly.

“Draven ordered you to kill my father,” She wanted to destroy him with her anger as he stood there, everything about him was wrong.

“And I didn’t. I didn’t when I had the chance,” The emotion in his voice made her stare at him, but it didn’t matter.

“You took the order, you would have. Might as well put you in one of their uniforms,” Jyn knew he’d worn a uniform and the idea behind them is all the same.

“What do you know of uniforms! Of keeping a promise that’s made. You can go and play professor like your father, play at violence and leave it behind when you’re done,” His face was tight with anger but she wouldn’t look away.

“Don’t you say his name. You can’t twist this to be about me,” She’d never betrayed anyone. She was left behind.

“No, of course not. It has to be my fault.”

“You lied to us. You don’t lie to your team,” That was the worst of it, he’d used them for Draven’s needs.

“My team, your team, I’m just the hired gun. Go back to your world where you don’t look unless you care,” He loomed over her and for a second she thought she heard something breaking in his voice.

“How dare you?” She met him toe to toe, she wouldn’t give an inch, not to him.

“I’ve been fighting since I could. But I’m the soldier, my loyalty bought and paid for citizenship. I don’t matter except when I can do something for you,” He turned away and sat in the co-pilot’s seat.

She turned her back and went to sit with Baze and Chirrut, as soon as she was near enough, Chirrut held her hand. Her father was dead and he’d helped build a weapon. Kay rolled across the plane to sit at Cassian’s feet. Bodhi turned to see her, his eyes wide and worried before he turned and then there was the only noise of the plane.


Bodhi wasn’t certain how he and Cassian flew them from Eadu, the argument kept echoing in his ears. Even being above and safe didn’t bring any calm, because he’d lost his co-pilot. Cassian might be sitting there but whenever Bodhi glanced over, all he saw was the closed off face of a soldier. Cassian only spoke when he had to, quietly arranging a place to stay.

After they were safe, everyone was quiet, Jyn looked ready to punch someone but Cassian had gone off while Baze and Chirrut were discussing teas. He didn’t know how they could be so calm when they’d seemed to care about how Cassian and Jyn fit and made each other better. Now everything was falling apart and Cassian thought he wasn’t wanted. He'd been ordered to do something horrible but he hadn't. Bodhi hated this, it all felt wrong, “Where is he?”

“Gone, and I don’t care where he is,” Jyn almost spat out as she perched on the hotel couch.

“Well, I do. He did save us,” He stood up and left as he heard Jyn grumble something as he walked out of the room and looked up. Cassian was a pilot like him, he’d want to see everything, not too far away, he could just see a silhouette walking. The hotel was fairly open so he was able to get up to the roof deck and stopped when he heard Cassian on the phone, he didn’t mean to listen in but they were talking loudly, “Can you get me that meeting, Spencer?”

“Yeah, I can, but what’s happened?” Through the phone, Bodhi could almost hear concern.

“Nothing,” Cassian’s voice was sharp.

“Don’t give me that, Andor. I thought you’d found a team.”

“They found out who I was and that was it,” Bodhi knew he should turn away when he heard Cassian’s resignation.

“Bull, you’re made for teams, no one better,” His friend’s conviction surprised Bodhi but maybe it was true. Cassian was good at watching over everyone.

Don’t be an idiot. You got lucky, teams die or end, that’s how it goes. Just get the meeting and I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Bodhi wished he’d learned better how to hide because he’d heard naked pain in Cassian’s voice as he spoke. Then Cassian glanced down and saw him. “Bodhi, everything okay?”

“Oh yes, I was wondering what you wanted for dinner?” He tried to keep his voice light.

“Dinner, I can get it. Tell Jyn she’ll have her chance, you’ll all be able to tell some people who might be able to do something,” As Cassian talked, he came down and Bodhi looked into a face that was friendly and hiding. Now that he knew where to look, he could see how Cassian schooled his eyes. That took skill to learn and a need to, Bodhi knew his emotions were always on the surface and Cassian almost patted him on the arm then stopped before continuing down the stairs. He would liked that touch, because he knew about orders and trying to do the right thing even though no one sees and it never balances out.

In the room, he sat down next to Chirrut and rubbed at his arm, “He’s got us a meeting to tell what happened with people who might be able to do something and he’s getting dinner. What did you mean when you said he carried his prison with him?”

Chirrut turned, following the sound of his voice and Bodhi heard Chirrut slow as he explained, “I know soldiers like him, no judgement anyone passes on him will be harder than what he does on himself.”

“And we made it clear that even if he tries to do the right thing, that doesn’t matter because…,” When it came down to his own choice to leave, Bodhi had needed Galen to push him.

“Because that was my father back there and I don’t care. I’m not going to feel sorry for him,” Jyn’s anger was intense.

“I’m not saying that,” He didn’t know how to say it, Cassian should still matter.

Baze snorted, it seemed to encompass everyone, “I won’t glare as much when he comes back but he’s still a fool who should have told us.”

“Men like him don’t change. They get told who to be and that’s who they are,” Chirrut said with so much certainty in his voice it scared Bodhi, because there was barely any compassion in it. They’d tried and didn’t care anymore. Cassian was just another soldier to them.

“Maybe,” Bodhi looked at Jyn who’d ended up beside him and turned his head so she could rebraid his hair.

“Why do you keep being so nice?” She said to him.

“Because we’re alive and we have a chance and he’s a pilot,” That didn’t really say it but he didn’t know the words.

She gave his hair a friendly tug as she smoothed out a knot, “A pilot, why does that matter?”

“It just does,” He closed his eyes and leaned back as she worked on his hair and Baze found a silly movie. In twenty minutes, there was the prearranged knock and Cassian came in with dinner, grabbing his own and heading to the desk to give everyone space.

Jyn stirred from where she’d rested her shoulder on him after doing his hair and said, “Thank you for getting the meeting.”

“I don’t know if they’ll do anything but they need to know,” Cassian’s voice was neutral, Bodhi could almost hear him giving a report instead of talking to Jyn.

“What happens if they don’t do anything?” Jyn didn’t turn but he could almost feel her vibrating with emotion, he hoped it wasn’t anger anymore.

“Then w..use another plan,” Now something slipped into Cassian’s voice, Bodhi couldn’t figure out what it was, “I have a few ideas.”

“Fine,” Jyn said and the only noise was the grunts of the fighters in the movie.

Bodhi had trouble getting to sleep, he kept seeing Cassian’s face when they'd talked on Eadu, Cassian was good at listening, no matter what he said. Also that part of being a pilot is being alone in the sky, controlling what you can and finding some peace where no one can touch you. He’d wanted to try and explain that tonight, but couldn’t.

Jyn shifted next to him and asked, “Will he leave?”

“No, he won’t. He’s not the kind that leaves,” Her hair tickled his nose as she squeezed his arm, not a hug, those didn’t come easily to Jyn.

“Everyone leaves,” Jyn’s voice was so soft that he almost missed what she said.

“He’ll go if we tell him to,” Bodhi remembered the faces of soldiers from when he was younger, trying to help but told to go. They left because they didn’t think they were helping or wanted, “I don’t think he wants to go.”

She curled into him and didn’t say anything, he wished he knew what to say but he didn’t know what would happen tomorrow.


She’d woken when the sun hit her full on from a slit in the curtains, Jyn stood up and grumbled as she looked at the clock that said six am. Bodhi was still asleep on the bed, stretched out with his hair loose. She smiled at him, but this was why she hated light in the morning, it woke her up too soon.

Out in the hall, she saw the bathroom door was open and inside was Cassian with his shirt off and a spreading bruise on his torso and so many scars and red bleeding through a bandage on his arm. He met her eyes in the mirror and then quickly glanced away, she hated that, he kept providing ways out. Her anger at him had disappeared in the night, she wanted it back, if she didn’t have her anger then she’d have to think about what she actually felt when she looked at him.

“That’s new?” There, short, sharp and he would have to answer her.

“A fight in the hallway before I found you,” His voice was his reporting voice, she’d never known someone so good at taking all the emotion out of their words but then she’d seen him come apart yelling at her.

She tried to think back to that, holding her dead father, hearing something and then being in Cassian’s arms as they ran before the building blew. Had that only been yesterday? The bandage was in an odd place, she could see it wasn’t helping, “Sit down, I’ll take care of that for you.”

He gave her a cautious look as he got a chair from the living room and sat down while she found the first aid kit that he’d laid out. Jyn focused on the wound, that was easy, she’d been patching up wounds most of her life and this was fairly clean, a bullet graze and he’d been able to clean it, “When did you have time to take care of this?”

They’d argued and then they’d come back and then she’d only been aware of his absence which she wanted. He said to the floor, “Before I went to bed.”

She tried to think if she’d heard him but she’d been listening for him to leave not stay. As she was adjusting the final turn, her hand rested on a thin line of a scar on his shoulder. “How did this happen?”

He turned to see what she was doing, reaching his hand back and their hands almost touched then he quickly ran his hand through his hair until a few strands fell across his eyes. There was something awkward about it and Jyn moved her finger along the scar, the last time he’d looked like that was after they’d kissed.

“When I was a boy, I worked picking oranges, the foreman liked to hit us with a branch. That was from the day I protected a friend,” He wasn’t looking at her as he talked, his gaze was in the past.

She meant to move her hand but focusing on the definition of the scar gave her time to think and she asked a question she was afraid of what the answer would be, “What would you have done if you’d followed orders?”

“Jyn?” From his shoulder, she could feel that he’d turned to look at her and there was pain and confusion in his voice.

“Tell me. I know you had a plan, you always do,” He shouldn’t have lied to her, not about her father and she wanted to know his plan.

He sighed and she glanced up as he began to move his head down but she caught his eyes, she wanted to look into his eyes. They’d last held gazes when they’d argued, spat truth at each other. Before he spoke, he took a breath then said, trying for his reporting voice but his tiredness came through, “You would have killed me before leaving Eadu and Bodhi would fly all of you to safety.”

“It’s not a good plan if you’re dead,” Cassian had planned for his death? She would have killed him, yes, but they would have fought.

“It’s always a risk and it would have been a fair death,” Jyn didn’t know what to do with that and how accepting he sounded.


“Deserved. Death is always a possibility, at least this way, I knew I would have died as a punishment for something I did,” She could feel him shrugging and moved down to be eye level with him.

“But you would have been dead too,” Which she didn’t want to think about. He lifted a hand up to touch her face and she couldn’t read his expression, she needed to.

She wanted to understand that look. Was it hope or pain? Slowly, so slowly since they were near enough she could feel his breath, he moved his face towards her and kissed her. It was the opposite of the kiss she’d given him, light and gentle before he broke away. She leaned forward as he spoke, “Jyn, go back to bed. This isn’t real. Its some dream of early morning.”

Jyn stared at him before kissing him, pushing herself to be almost in his lap, feeling the warmth of his skin through her tank top and he gasped. When she broke away, his lips were red and now she could read the surprise and disbelief in his eyes, “Come with me.”

He laughed and winced as he twisted a strand of her hair around his finger, “Bodhi needs his sleep.”

“Stubborn man. Go sleep,” She stood up, going for purpose and found her knees were a little weak and his hands were on her arms, steadying her. He wasn’t allowed to leave until she told him to.

“The meeting’s at ten,” His eyes were smiling and Jyn knew she was smiling too, this might not be reality. It might not last past the end of the job, but she wasn’t letting go of him yet.

In the bedroom, she closed the curtains and laid down beside Bodhi who said, “You’re smiling.”

“Go back to sleep,” Jyn said as she closed her eyes and felt safe because he was still there.

Chapter Text

He straightened his tie and looked into the mirror, he knew what they had to do. As long as Jyn was heard, there was hope and she was still here. Cassian touched his lips, this morning felt like a dream and one he didn’t dare look too closely at. Now was the time to do what he was good at, use data to back up Jyn’s passion and the truth of what they all saw happen to Jedha and learned on Eadu. He went into the living room and opened his laptop, he hoped that Eliot was able to get everyone. As he was typing in another password, he smelled coffee and Bodhi set down a mug by him, “You look like you need this.”

He turned with a quick pause, he wouldn’t look away from the disappointment and hatred Bodhi felt. When he met Bodhi’s eyes, he found kindness and he said quietly, “Thank you.”

Then there was a ping on the laptop and he turned back as Draven’s face appeared. Automatically he sat up straighter and felt Bodhi’s presence behind him, he could hear Chirrut’s quiet steps, Jyn’s louder ones and knew Baze was settled in a chair. He didn’t want this to just be Draven, not now, Organa and Mothma had to hear this.

“Andor, Spencer told me about this meeting you want. It’s not going to happen like this. If you have something worth saying then I’ll get you coordinates to meet,” Draven as always was crisp.

“Yes, sir, there’s confirmation from Erso of what’s been built and information of where to find the plans,” It was more than enough to move on.

“And Erso?”

Behind him he heard Jyn make a small sound and he couldn’t turn away, not from Draven, but a chair creaked as Baze moved beside her. Cassian clenched and unclenched one hand as he answered, “Killed during an unexpected raid that also destroyed the lab.”

Draven gave him a questioning look that he’d learned during his first tour and he gave a minute headshake, he didn’t take this shot, “Bring your confirmation and you’ll be heard.”

“Yes, sir, and could you send me authorization for three refugees from Jedha?” He could at least accomplish that, give Bodhi, Baze and Chirrut a new beginning.

“I’ll see what I can do,” Then Draven was gone and he finally took a sip of coffee, it was strong and spicy.

“Does he always treat you like that?” The softness in Chirrut’s voice surprised him and as he turned he prepared to face more disappointment.

“Like what?” Cassian knew that Draven could be harsh but he was the best at what he did.

“Like a tool that’s lucky to be used,” Chirrut said and Cassian shook his head as he drank some coffee, his phone beeping probably with the coordinates.

“No, of course not. This should be where we’re headed, a secure location where the truth can be heard,” Baze was giving him a considering look and he didn’t want to think about what was behind it, pity or contempt? There was work to do, one more step but that was how it always went.

He pulled up a map to see where they were going and Bodhi sat down on the arm of his chair and asked, “How long have you worked for him?”

This wasn’t the conversation he wanted to have and he smelled Jyn’s shampoo as she came over, “Is that an airport?”

“Old base that’s now a rural airport so it can be secured. According to this, they should all be there,” Better question to answer but he didn’t want to not say anything to Bodhi, “I served under him on my first tour.”

“And you enlisted young?” Baze asked, Cassian could hear him being deliberate and curious, he didn’t know why.

Cassian focused on the map and Bodhi beside him pointing to a route he hadn’t seen as he said, “Yes. Why does it..” Then his English decided to slip away and he could only find the word in Spanish, “matter?

“I don’t know what that means,” Baze rumbled and he heard the clatter of the coffee mugs, which meant he was probably standing.

Chirrut said from closer to Cassian than he’d expected, “It means we should make more coffee.”

Cassian nodded and returned to work, he didn’t want Baze and Chirrut to care now, because they decided he was ill used by Draven and that made him the right kind of broken.

On the plane, Kay bumped his shin and offered him a granola bar that he took and started eating while he prepared for take off. Everyone was back to being quiet and the silence didn’t press on him like before but it wasn’t comfortable. If it was better it was because of Jyn and Bodhi, not him.

Fort Yavin was busier than he’d expected, he could make out planes and helicopters from the the entire Council, that was a good sign. As they got out, he saw Organa’s daughter who gave Jyn a thumbs up and Cassian smiled. This might happen. Jyn went forward, her stride long with Bodhi beside her, Baze and Chirrut took their time as he closed up the plane and left Kay. The airport’s waiting room was full of security guards, he recognized a few faces before he was waved into the conference room.


“Jyn, what did that word he said mean?” Baze asked once Cassian had gone in for his meeting.

She stirred her coffee before saying, “It meant matter. Why does his history matter to you?”

“He could have just said that,” Baze grumbled as Chirrut placed a hand on his arm and turned toward Jyn.

“Why didn’t he?” Chirrut was trying to parse out Cassian as Jyn stared at the door he’d gone through.

“It’s not worth it to share when people leave,” That was one of those truths she’d learned in her time with Saw, trust only went so far. She wondered how early Cassian found it out.

“We’re not going to leave. We’re going to see this through, you know that, Jyn,” Baze’s voice almost boomed and she felt warmed.

“I know,” She didn’t know why they cared like they did but she felt a little safer.

“But who are you staying for and who do you care for? He thinks he knows and your timing feels like a bone,” Bodhi said with a nod to the door, Jyn was surprised at how tired he sounded. He was the most hopeful of all of them though Baze and Chirrut kept going, she’d never seen them falter, but then they had each other.

“It’s a job for him,” Baze said firmly and Jyn watched Bodhi almost glare, it was surprising and nice to see him annoyed and Baze looked slightly uncomfortable.

“If this is how he acts for a job, we’re lucky. I need more coffee,” Bodhi stood up and fiddled with a mug.

Jyn stood up and rested a hand on his arm, “They don’t remember what it feels like.”

Bodhi bumped her shoulder and poured out coffee for her as he nodded, “No, it’s stupid. I mean he has a Death card in his plane. Of course he doesn't expect anything to last."

She started to ask Bodhi what he meant but the door opened and Cassian came through with a straight back and eyes that didn’t show anything. The look on his face made her think of the first picture in his file, newly enlisted with no mustache, he was so young but with old eyes.

“Any news?” She stood as he walked by her and shook his head, he was planning.

“No, they want to hear more information. They want Bodhi next,” He looked over to Bodhi who gripped his mug with a nod.

“What should I say?”

“The truth. Mothma will understand the best, talk to her. She’s a good listener,” Cassian smiled, it was small but she saw that somehow it reassured Bodhi as the door opened.

“Bodhi Rook, we’re ready for you,” Bodhi stood up taller, tucked his hair behind his ear and went in.

Jyn watched him go and sipped her coffee which was too bitter and started adding milk and sugar as Cassian stood beside her. He didn’t seem completely present, “Do you want some coffee?”

“Yes then I need to make some calls,” He poured his coffee and Jyn wished she had been in that room. She would be but not with him and Cassian’s face was hard to read once more. As if he could feel her thinking about him, he glanced up and said, “Just doing what I can.”

Jyn released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and nodded, “Yes, we’ll find a plan.”

She ended up sitting near a window and watching him drink coffee and talk outside before she heard her name called. Jyn finished her drink as Chirrut said, “Blast them with your truth, little sister.”

Jyn smiled and went forward into a conference room and met every face equally, Mothma nodded to her, Draven seemed to be considering her while Organa smiled. Then there were other faces that she didn’t know. Bodhi moved to be beside her as she said, “My father designed a weapon for Ecorp, it’s a combination of a chemical weapon and a massive bomb. It destroyed Jedha but there’s a flaw in it and the plans are in the Scarif archives. We can get them and with them have the proof to show what they’re doing and destroy them.”

“What’s the proof?” Draven asked and Jyn stared at him.

“The proof? We saw Jedha destroyed. I heard what my father said, that’s the proof,” What more did they want? Yes, they hadn’t thought to make a recording but they were trying to escape.

“It’s not enough to allow a search,” Mothma sounded sad as she said it.

“A search, don’t play by their rules, steal them, get them,” This was why she hated working within systems, they trapped you.

“We can’t risk that, it would destroy everything we’ve tried to build,” Draven was firm, it wasn’t enough.

“But they’ll never be another moment like this,” She knew it, she’d learned about how opportunitiescan slip away as a girl. When her mother died and her father gave up, when Saw pushed her to a normal life built on knowledge and not guns for her protection, when her father died and now this.

Around the conference table, she watched worry and fear pass over all the faces as Bodhi’s presence reminded her, they weren’t the only way.

“We need to discuss more, thank you, Ms. Erso,” Mothma said with a nod and Jyn turned with a sigh as Bodhi followed her.

At the door, Chirrut reached her first, she said, “They’re not going to do anything. They’re going to talk.”

She heard another door and saw Cassian, he looked vulnerable as he met her gaze, “They won’t. They’re too scared, but we could. I mean if you wanted me. I’ve been finding some help to get an easier way in, but we’d have to move fast.”

Jyn stepped forward to meet him and she said, “You’re good at plans.”

It wasn’t what she meant to say, she didn’t know what she was trying to say.

“Won’t they disapprove, captain?” Chirrut asked and she turned back to him as Bodhi stood closer.

“They’re wrong. Jyn’s right and together we can do it,” He took a step forward towards her.

Jyn walked closer to him as she heard the others move behind her but all she could see was Cassian offering himself against what he knew, “We will.”


Before the conference broke up, they moved out to the plane, that would give everyone on the base deniability. Cassian had been calling up information, possible ways to divert attention, any allies who might help and presented what he had with Kay projecting in the plane. Alongside every slide, there would be a little number with the percent of success and Cassian would sigh at Kay who finally stopped showing them. She noticed he kept resting his hand on something red attached to the instrument panel. Was that the Death card Bodhi mentioned?

“What happens after?” It wasn’t the question Jyn meant to ask but there was a plan. Cassian had begun it but together they would finish it. She didn’t want to think about those flashing odds numbers, imagine success and create it. Bodhi leaned on her shoulder, he understood some of what she was trying to ask.

Cassian stared at her before answering, he looked confused at her asking, “Then your father has his redemption and all of you are able to start the new lives you want.”

“And you?” Why didn’t he get this? Without him none of this would work.

“I keep flying and working,” He rubbed his neck, he only did that when he was nervous and expecting something bad.

“No new life for you?” Baze asked and she heard kindness in his voice, it had taken him long enough.

“I’ve got my plane and Kay. And after this, maybe I’ll have been able to do something truly good, but we have to get through the job first,” His voice was quiet and he rested his hand on that card again but that ‘we’, that made Jyn smile and he smiled back at her.

“And we will and come home,” She met his eyes and the smile, that was the one she wanted, that said he understood how right this all felt.

Chapter Text

The collar pulled at Cassian’s neck as he stood his straightest and walked into the Scarif building of Ecorp with Jyn at his side. He needed all his training to keep from glancing at her, that would give everything away, but they were going into this together. In his ear, he could just hear Bodhi working with Baze and Chirrut to set up a distraction with the help of his old squadmates. Kay was inside the ductwork creating connections. There should provide enough time if everything went to plan, the archives were simple to get to but the trouble came in getting the information out and getting themselves out. It always came down to escaping.


Jyn stared at the computer, willing it to upload as the image of Cassian tumbling down kept playing in her mind. There wasn’t time to mourn, she had to do this and finally got through, “Hardison, I need you to send this on. It’s the plans.”

“Getting it, where should it go?”

“Where it will help the most,” She heard footsteps and then Hardison said, “Got it, can’t stop the signal.”

“What have you done?” Krennic was coming towards her with a gun drawn and she could hear voices but couldn’t focus on anything but his face.

“Stopped you,” The plans had gone through, she would hold onto that.


She knew they were flying but didn’t want to look away from Cassian, she was afraid if she did he’d be gone, “Bodhi, where are we going?”

“Spencer sent me directions to a private hospital, it’s a clear shot,” Bodhi said and she could hear the tension in his voice. In the background, Kay was beeping and Baze and Chirrut were both praying, filling the air with their hopes. She needed to keep Cassian awake, that would help, “Cassian, stay with me, Cassian. Tell me why you have Death in your plane.”

His eyes opened a little more as he looked beyond her, “La Santa Muerta, not just Death, justice.”

Chirrut’s voice paused in his praying to ask, “Justice?”

Cassian’s voice faltered as he searched for the words before saying, no praying at times slipping into Spanish, “You promise us justice and the rule of law
with your lighted candle of green.
May the seeds of your justice grow us a land
that is lush and safe and serene.

You promise us vengeance, —cold retribution
with your flickering candle of black.
May those you dispose remain in repose;
—may the vanquished never come back.

Though your eyes may not see the depth of our plight,
you are not so uncaring and blithe.
O, wield your great and terrible power:
Clean this land with your scythe!

And when you untangle our terrible burden
and remove these manacles of strife,
may you add a few grains of the sands of time
to the hourglass of my life.

O Santa Muerte, at my last grain of sand
—this I ask of you solely:
That my end may come imbued with peace,
my death untainted and holy.”

The plane landed with a bump and Cassian squeezed her hand as he seemed to get even paler. It took far too long for the door to open and she saw Spencer who had started all this and then doctors who loaded Cassian up. She limped beside him, barely hearing what they were saying, until a nurse touched her hand, “You have to let him go, dear. We’ll keep him safe for you.”

“I’m his fiancee,” The words tumbled out as she let him go and stumbled as she felt her ankle hurt. Bodhi was there to hold her as the doctors moved to help them all. Now they would tell her what was happening, they had to.


Cassian slowly woke up, listening and searching for some sign of where he was. He could smell herbs and hospitals as he opened his eyes, focusing on the dark shape beside him. As his vision adjusted, he was aware of dull pain, he could remember falling and holding Jyn as the message went through. Then it became blurrier, there had been the thrum of a plane, his plane and Bodhi, other voices. The shape was Jyn, her hair escaping from a hair tie, he’d never seen it so loose. He reached out, his body protested but with his fingertips, he touched her. She was real. Something beeped as he moved and there was a sharp pain up his leg.

Jyn moved and turned to look at him, her eyes serious, “Cassian?”

“Still here,” Before he could say too much more the nurses came in. Jyn stayed in the room as he was measured and he only told a few lies about his pain. He needed to be alert to know what had happened, the way the nurse looked at him was concerning. She had a certainty in her brown eyes and her accent made him think of Maz, maybe she was Guatemalan, she would get the truth from him.

After too many tests, he was left only with Jyn when Bodhi peered around the door, “Cassian, you’re awake.”

Bodhi had his arm in a cast and now that Jyn had shifted, he could see the air cast on her foot, “What happened? How badly are you hurt?”

Jyn took his hand and he could remember how she hadn’t let go of him, “Shh, we’re fine. Baze and Chirrut had a little damage but your friend’s already found them and us places to stay.”

“Somehow they walked into the only Jedhan owned market on our first night here and now Chirrut’s teaching classes at the Temple while Baze helps. I’ve been looking out for your plane, all of our visas came through," Bodhi was almost laughing, it was good to see him smile.

“Leia and the others got the information but I haven’t heard from her.”

“It’s only been two days, Jyn. If she’s like you, she’ll be fine. I was wondering if you wanted me to get anything from your place,” Bodhi was cautious, but it would be nice to have his own clothing somewhere.

“Yes, Jyn knows where it is. I don’t need much. What about Kay?” It was odd to wake up and not have Kay checking on him.

“He’s with me. I’ll see if we can get him in here another time,” Bodhi said.

“Good, he worries. I don’t need much, a change or two of clothes, maybe some books,” Slowly he reached up and rubbed his chin and that made a sharp pain around his ribs.

“Cassian, don’t do that,” Jyn said and took his other hand, “How bad of a patient are you?”

“I’m not. I’ve been a patient a few times. I know how to follow orders. I’ll be out of here before you know it,” He tried to use his most reassuring voice, but it wasn’t his best, everything hurt.

She gave him a skeptical look, “We’ll make sure of that. I know I’ll have classes starting soon but I’ll be around.”

He smiled, it was nice of her to say that but she would start the life she wanted; teaching, bettering the world with her words. Jyn would move on, that was what was supposed to happen.


Jyn sent another message out to Leia before going back to her dissertation plans and heard Cassian shift. When she looked over, his blanket was slipping again and she sighed, he was such a restless sleeper. How would he ever heal when all he did was toss and turn? She set her laptop down to tug the blanket up, her eye drawn to the dark of his chest hair before she leaned back. This wasn’t the time to think about them, whatever they were. He’d found her father, whose story was being changed by the truth. Knowing him, he would probably have thoughts about her paying him, so she’d repair his plane and find out from Spencer what would help with medical.

Bodhi came in quietly and sat down next to her, “I think you need to come with me to get to his place.”

“Yes, my car’s there,” She closed her laptop and adjusted his blanket once more before standing up, “Let’s go.”
Something bumped her knees and she laughed at Kay, “You got him in?”

“Not just me. It turns out the receptionist loves sapir tea and Chirrut brought her some so Kay gets to visit,” Bodhi was happy, he was finding a place for himself too, new beginnings.

Kay trundled into the room as Jyn went into the hall with Bodhi, “Good, now Cassian will smile when he wakes up.”

Bodhi looked over at her with a fond glance, “He does when he sees you.”

She waved that away, they had to get going. And smiles and kisses and moments were just what happened sometimes.

In the plane, she sat in Cassian’s seat and had an odd moment when she leaned back and smelled him. Then straightened up as Bodhi glanced at her, “Something wrong?”

“No, it’s a nice seat.”

Now the Santa La Muerta card was within reach and she touched it lightly as they lifted off.


Something was poking at his pillow, Cassian opened his eyes to one of Kay’s arms trying to fluff his pillow and laughed before wincing, “Kay, it’s fine.”

He couldn’t fully read Kay’s readout but was able to sit up more as Kay tried to fill him in on everything. Then he heard another tap as Chirrut led his way in with Baze and the nurse Elena following him, “See, I knew we could find him. Hello, captain. Your friend has been helpful.”

With one of Kay’s long arm’s assisting him, he was now sitting straighter and Kay set up guard of sorts near him, “Spencer’s always been good at knowing what people need and getting them in place to get it.”

“What are you good at?” Baze asked, Cassian didn’t know what to make of that hesitation in his voice.

“I find people and things then put all the pieces together,” It was the basic version of what he did.

“Yes, now have you been following this determined woman’s orders?” Chirrut seemed to have a smile in his voice as he found the seat.

“I have. I’ve been sleeping and eating. I want to get better as soon as I can,” He hated not being able to decide where he went or how much he could move.
“Bodhi said that you’d found a Jedhan market and temple.”

“Yes, they’ve welcomed us in and Chirrut’s bossing everyone around,” Baze’s voice was fond as he put a hand on Chirrut’s shoulder. Cassian leaned back on his pillows as Chirrut and Baze traded off on telling him about their new neighborhood.


The schedule didn’t make sense. When was she meant to sleep or write if she was teaching that much? Jyn sighed and leaned back in the uncomfortable chair as she heard Cassian turn in his sleep behind her. She could work in Bodhi or Baze and Chirrut’s apartment or the temple but the temple brought back memories and she liked knowing how Cassian was. That wasn’t all of it and she knew it, but she wasn’t going to deal with those thoughts and feelings yet. Cassian needed to get better, she would go to school and then there would be time for other thoughts.

When they were beyond this space, because hospitals never felt real. She remembered her mother slowly dying in a yellow room while Saw tried to prepare her by training her. For every hour she spent in the hospital, another was spent sparring and methodically firing a gun or taking equipment apart until she was too tired to think.

Behind her she heard a grumble and looked over to see Cassian trying to fluff his own pillows, “Cassian, let me do that.”

“I’m not going to heal if I don’t move,” He was moving easier, but he kept pushing his limits.

“You have rehab for that. Do you need the list of all the ways you were hurt?” It was a list that she’d gotten to know too well from talking to the doctors. He shouldn’t have been alive, but he was.

“Will it make you feel better? I’m healing on schedule even better than expected,” Of course he knew every detail, he was a good listener and she kept realizing he’d been here before, other injuries from other missions.

“In some ways, not in all of them, so keep following orders,” If he would just be patient which she knew he could do, he would get better.

“Yes, ma’am,” She swatted his arm with a smile and saw his mouth curve up, creating that little smile that she was getting used to seeing.

There was an audible happy sigh and she almost dropped her laptop as Kaa, one of the day nurses, a New Zealand woman on her second career, stood in the door, “Don’t let me stop you, doing the daily checks. When are you getting married?”

Cassian said with an awkward laugh, “I don’t know. Jyn’s studies come first and I don’t want to hold her back.”

Jyn said, “You never hold me back, don’t be stupid. And I plan on using some of the knowledge in your head for this.”

She tapped her laptop while Kaa hummed to herself and began the process of going through Cassian’s tests, “Not too long before we let you out. You’ll need to keep an eye on him, he’s the kind who’ll push too far, too soon.”

“I’ve been doing everything I’ve been supposed to,” Cassian said with a sigh in his voice.

“Yes, but it’s a process, but Jyn will take care of you,” Kaa had such certainty in her voice that Jyn nodded. They were a good team but that didn’t mean they would work forever.

“First though, I need to make sense of this. Cassian, you know logistics, help me,” She set her laptop near him as Kaa left and soon she could see the shape of her next step. For this next part of her life, she wouldn’t be alone.

Chapter Text

“Are you sure I’m who you want for this, Jyn?” Cassian sounded tired over the phone and Jyn pulled her legs up under herself on her worn couch. She could almost picture that look of doubt on his face.

“Yes, your story should be heard and by speaking you can do something. And there’s a nice Afghani restaurant that I want your opinion on,” She kept her voice light, somehow these not every day phone calls with him had become part of her schedule. Maybe it was trying to fill the space that all those days in the hospital and before, when they were so close and now they weren't. If she thought too hard about it, Jyn would remember Cassian broken in her arms and the way he’d looked at her on that strange morning after her father died. Better to move forward, always forward and she wanted him to have a chance to create some justice with his truth.

“I’ll come, but don’t expect anything that stirring,” Something rustled, he must be adjusting his seat.

“Good, any interesting jobs?” Flying again was helping him, he didn’t seem as restless.

“No, just regular cargo and a few passenger ones. Spencer keeps talking to all of you so I’m not allowed to do anything too dangerous until the PTs and the doctors say I won’t fall over,” His sigh was quiet enough she almost missed it but Jyn knew it was there.

Jyn laughed as she could see his pout at not being able to do anything, “It won’t be long according to your status reports. And I probably won’t take you on any walks to see how your stamina’s doing.”

Now she heard his laugh and closed her eyes to picture him being happy though there was a stray thought of other ways she’d like to test his stamina. No, what they had was good. They were friends, they had trust, sex would get in the way and she’d already almost lost him on Scarif. She knew that if she started wanting with him, it would be hard to stop.

“I know you, you’ll find some way to test me then suddenly I’ll have new exercises to do," The smile was still in his voice, it was good there.

“Which you’ll do with only a grumble to me and Bodhi because you know we’re right,” She said with a smirk.

“How long do I have to talk for?” He asked as Jyn heard him shifting again.

“Five minutes at the most, we’re still putting people together and I don’t want to risk any dead air. And you can crash on my couch, it’s a nice couch,” Whether it was good enough for him, she would see when the time came.

“Bodhi told me.”

“Of course he did,” Every time Bodhi visited, he would almost ask her what was going on with her and Cassian then stop.

“He only had good things to say and you could have him speak,” His cautiousness did make sense, he wasn’t used to being the one in front, but he’d helped her bring her past out. This was a way for his to do some good.

“No, I want to hear you talk,” She made her voice insistent and he was quiet.

“Okay, I’ll be there,” His voice sounded softer as he said, “Good night.”


“My parents believed in justice, in showing the cracks that injustice created in the world, but that darkness destroyed them. I wanted to try and make the world better but my paths were never as clear as my parents wanted them to be. I didn’t look like someone to be trusted, so I had to keep proving myself. I thought the army would make the looks stop, that suspicion of is he with a gang, is he an illegal, am I safe? Instead it was another ladder to climb, more ways that I had to prove that I was good enough. It felt like I always had to be grateful for the chance to fight. In the end, I gave more than I was willing but found hope too. We are here and we don’t have to keep saying thank you for not deporting me. They need to hear us,” Cassian’s voice grew steadier as he spoke and Jyn nodded along with everyone else.

“I didn’t think he was your type, Jyn, but I guess he’s playing the part of the law abiding one,”
Allen said in his smarmy voice, it would be a relief to be able to punch him but graduate students didn’t do that.

Jyn rolled her eyes and didn’t answer Allen as Cassian finished talking, she noticed that his step was slower. At her other side, Shara smiled and said, “So he’s the one that gets you smiling at your phone.”

“Not the time and we’re not a thing,” Shara knew this, they were friends, close friends but not more than that.

Allen must have heard because by the time Cassian reached them, he said, “Oh, you didn’t make him come down because you’re dating. Then we can go out.”

“I’m not going out with you, Allen. We’ve gone over this and my love life isn’t your business,” She reached out her hand and felt Cassian catch it then come close enough to enfold her, her shoulders relaxed as she leaned back into his steadiness.

“No, its not,” Cassian’s voice had a hint of a threat in it but she could feel his heart beating faster. Allen sighed and turned away as the last speaker finished.

Jyn looked up to Cassian and something inside her clicked like seeing a pattern in code and she said, “Come on. Shara, make the undergrads clean up.”

Shara grinned at them both and waved, “Nice to meet you, Cassian. Have a fun night.”


She hadn’t let go of his hand or he hadn’t let go of hers since he’d helped her at the event. It felt right and as they reached her door, they switched hands as she started on the lock, which wasn’t working, “I could pick it.”

“We’re not breaking into my apartment, Cassian.”

“It might be faster,” He said as the door opened and in between the time it took her to drop her keys and lock up, they were facing each other once more. He could smell that light herbal shampoo she used and rubbed his finger over her knuckles.

Then he leaned against the door as his back was aching, and her eyes sharpened on him, “You’re hurting. I knew that would be too long for you to stand. Come to bed.”

He touched her face with his free hand as she stood up a little taller to kiss him, it was a sensible kiss, quick and to the point. Gently he kissed her back, putting his hands on her hips to help her get to him as they both opened their mouths and suddenly standing up was a problem again.

“Bed,” He said as he took a breath and she nodded, leaning on him before tugging him into her apartment.


They passed her nice sleeper couch, which she was never going to make him sleep on, then into her room. Cassian stopped at the door, she could see him noticing the postcards on her bulletin board, her books that she loved and the photographs of her parents and Saw. She’d done the same when she went into his home, seeing how he was like her, few things but important ones. When he had been quiet long enough, she squeezed his hand and said, “Out of those clothes.”

His eyes widened and he laughed, she smiled as his face transformed, happiness looked good on him, “Are you seducing me, Jyn?”

“Maybe,” She bumped his shoulder, enjoying the feel of him beside her and he started to take off his boots and she saw him wince, “First though I’m taking care of your back.”

He looked up at her through his hair with a half smile, “What does that mean?”

“You’ll see,” Jyn stood up and took off her shoes, put her knives away and stretched as she changed into an oversize shirt. Behind her, she could hear him shifting with a few in-drawn breaths, when she turned around he was in sweat pants with no shirt and rubbing at his shoulder, “What hurts the most?”

Cassian moved his hand from his shoulder to his neck with almost a shrug and his eyes moved up her body. It was quick enough that she almost missed it, but there was heat along with questions in his eyes as he said, “My back’s aching, but I have something to take with me.”

“And when did you last take it?” In the hospital, she’d seen how he’d rather be in pain then drugged.

“A few hours ago, but it’s not that bad just sore,” His gaze was on her face and she sat next to him again, her thigh touching his leg. She did want to take him to bed, but not when there were lines of pain around his eyes.

“Then I’ll rub that pain out,” It wasn’t the expression she’d meant to use but he laughed again, “Lie down. I’ve got some of that good stuff that Baze hoards for sore muscles.”

He stretched out on her bed and Jyn realized she was waiting for this to be awkward or strange but it was right. She traced a scar on his side as he turned to look at her, she could see uncertainty in his eyes. If she felt this way, he should too and she leaned down to kiss him, his hand reached up to touch her cheek and soon she was close beside him lost in the kiss with one hand on his back. His hand was in her hair as he whispered with a breath, “Your hair’s still up. Can I take it down?”

“You want to take my hair down?” It was odd and sweet, Jyn kissed him quickly as that worry was in his eyes again, “You can.”

Carefully he reached up and found the bobby pins, he didn’t tug too hard as Jyn closed her eyes as she felt her bun loosen and then her ponytail. She opened her eyes to put her hair things on the bedside table to keep him from reaching while he still had one hand in her hair and said, “There.”

Then his hand was moving through her hair and Jyn let her eyes drift closed as she fell back on the bed and shivered with pleasure as he closed the space between them, “That feels nice.”

“I’ve been wanting to do this since Jedha,” His voice was warm on her skin as he kissed her neck.

“I’ve wanted you to,” The tickle of his beard was as tingling on her skin as she’d imagined it would be and she tilted her head back for him.


Cassian could hear music, he opened his eyes and smiled as Jyn shifted in his arms, pressing up against him in a distracting way. Her phone was ringing, Sinnerman getting steadily louder and he said quietly, “Jyn, your phone.”

Then he groaned as his back protested and now Jyn opened her eyes to glare at him, the world for waking him up, “Then answer it.”

The phone was just in reach and he answered it to Chirrut going, “Good morning, Cassian, did you know there’s a diner owned by a Jedhan near Jyn’s place? We’re all going to have breakfast there. You and Jyn have time to make love at least once more and shower before we arrive.”

At Chirrut’s voice, Jyn stared at the phone, Chirrut always spoke louder than he needed to, “Chirrut?

Baze’s laugh floated through and then Bodhi said as he clearly took the phone, “We’ll be there in an hour if traffic is good. Spencer has a job. Um, glad you’re finally really together.”

Then Bodhi hung up while Cassian rolled onto his back to Jyn sleepily blinking over him with one of her breasts almost in his mouth. He leaned up slightly to kiss her skin and said, “An hour and traffic’s always bad.”

“They did give us orders,” Now there was a smile in her voice as she glanced down at him, “We should follow them.”

Cassian continued to kiss her skin as she sighed, “And we will.”