I am still alive, barley just caught multiple viruses at once. Second round of antibiotics and now also a ear infection. To stubborn to be defeated. I am better. Just week two. Fever gone in the heat all good. Sorry!
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Chapter 83: The unheard scream of pain
Amanda was sorting through some old scrolls. “Why weren’t they turned into holocrons long ago?” she mutters as she runs her fingers over the charred old flimsy. Thick and aged. This was her mission, turning them into holocrons, but then the Separatists payed some visits. Just as she gets a plate to start at piece this puzzle together, everything in and around her stops.
Her knees go weak, it feels painful to even breathe, let alone think clearly. Everything seems to scream, cry and be eerily quiet all at once. “What?” Amanda grabs with one hand the table and the other presses to her forehead. The Force… it is screaming in pain, sadness and… a warning. “What is going on?” Amanda mutters as she looks around through blurry vision. Is she hearing blaster shots? Are the Separatists back? Where are the clones? And then, one single scream, is all it takes for Amanda to snap back into focus. One painful scream, full of panic, fear and… confusion. Her legs get steady as she starts to run, reaching for her lightsabre.
As Amanda rushes to Alma's side, her world spirals into chaos and despair. The blaster shots ring out, but Amanda's focus is solely on her fallen padawan, her heart wrenching at the sight of Alma's wounded form. With a primal scream of anguish and rage, Amanda ignites her lightsabers, the brilliant blades casting a defiant glow in the darkness of the corridor. Time seems to blur as Amanda taps into the Force, her movements guided by instinct and desperation. She deflects blaster bolts with precision, each swing of her lightsabers a testament to her unwavering resolve to protect those she loves. In a haze of adrenaline and grief, Amanda scoops up Alma in her arms, her heart heavy with the weight of loss and sorrow.
She had to hook her lightsabres back to her belt. Her hands glowing where they touch Alma. She knows there is a small freighter, or cargo ship that brought materials. She just has to go there. For all the emotions crashing around her, she keeps her focus. Channelling the Force. She deflects the shots that would be a direct hit. It isn’t perfect, far from it. She feels the power of each hit more pronounced than normally. She will be bruised heavily, but she is also trying to heal her padawan. Which she is not even sure how badly injured she is, or where. She ignores the scream of the clones, the men she respects. Not sure what has gotten into them, she trusts them with her life, and yet they just tried to take Almas and hers as well.
With a final surge of strength, Amanda carries Alma to safety, commandeering a small cargo ship and fleeing the chaos and destruction that now consumes Callo. As the ship streaks through the darkness of space, Amanda clutches Alma to her chest, her mind reeling with the events that have unfolded. Alma's life hangs in the balance, and Amanda knows that their journey is far from over. But in the depths of her despair, a flicker of determination ignites within her. She will not rest until she has found a way to heal Alma's wounds, to bring her back from the brink of death and ensure that justice is served for the senseless tragedy that has befallen them. With the Force as her guide, Amanda sets course for a distant refuge, where she hopes to find solace, strength, and the means to wage a new battle against the forces of darkness that threaten to engulf the galaxy. But first she needs to tend properly to Alma.
As Amanda tends to Alma's wounds, her hands moving with a fluid grace born of years of Jedi training, tears mingle with the shimmering light of the Force that surrounds them. With each touch, each whispered word of encouragement, Amanda pours her own strength and vitality into Alma's broken form, willing her Padawan to cling to life. The air in the small cargo ship brims with the raw power of the Force as Amanda channels her healing abilities. With every heartbeat, with every breath, Amanda feels the weight of responsibility pressing down on her shoulders, a heavy burden that threatens to overwhelm her. But Amanda refuses to falter, refuses to give in to despair. She focuses all her energy, all her will, on Alma's fragile form, her mind a beacon of determination in the darkness of uncertainty. The ring on her finger glows with a radiant light, a symbol of love, a bond that transcends time and space. But she tries not to think about Tech, it would only distract her. Her focus remains on the pale, sickly, pink young girl before her.
As the moments stretch into eternity, Amanda pours every ounce of her being into the healing process, her own strength ebbing and flowing with each pulse of the Force. And as Alma's wounds begin to close, painfully slow, as the crimson stain on her chest dries into the act of betrayal, Amanda breathes a sigh of exhaustion, her heart heavy with the weight of what she has done. She is forced to take a break, she can’t go on without resting and healing her mind… if that is even possible.
But there is no time for rest, no time for reflection. With a gentle touch, Amanda cradles Alma in her arms, her eyes filled with a fierce determination to protect her Padawan at all costs. And as the ship hurtles through the void of hyperspace, Amanda whispers words of love and reassurance, her voice a soothing melody in the silence of space. While she gently moves Alma to the sleeping quarters. First getting Alma out of her robes and tunic. Surley there has to be a simple medkit to wrap bandages soaked in bacta around Alma. Maybe even some simpler fine clothes she can dress Alma in.
As Amanda knows that their journey is far from over, that the forces of darkness still lurk in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike. But as long as she has Alma by her side, as long as they stand together as master and apprentice, there is hope. Hope for a brighter future, hope for a galaxy free from tyranny and oppression. And with that hope burning brightly in her heart, Amanda steels herself for the challenges that lie ahead, ready to face whatever may come with unwavering resolve and unyielding determination.
Chapter 84
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Happy to read this! :)) Thank you!
Sure I can. Such a sweet ask :)
The Bad Batch - Being A Dad HC's x Reader
Hunter
He is a real Dad. Hunter loves being a father. Even though he was a little scared at first not to be up for the challenge, he dives in and quickly feels right at home with being a Dad. He is all you could ever hope for from your baby's father.
Feeding, cradling and cleaning the baby will soon be a beloved routine for him. Whenever he is not on missions he loves to take care of everything. Hunter doesn't want to miss anything. Every little thing he might miss because of working is a real bummer for him. The first smile, the first time the baby grabs something or makes distinct noises or starts to crawl, he want's to experience it all.
He'll ask you tons of questions every time he comes back from a mission. Hunter want's to make sure he really didn't miss anything. The first time your child makes a sound that sounds even remotely like the word "Daddy" makes him cry with joy.
Echo
Much like Hunter, he is a natural at being a Dad. Taking care of the baby is a privilege not a chor or task. Echo is so proud of being a father. It's something he never would have thought would be possible. A family of his own.
It's the first time you hear him humm or sing a song, when he tries to cradle the little one to sleep. Echo is showing the baby around a lot, he want's everyone to see that he is a Dad now and how beautiful his child is.
"Well, look at the mother. It's not a surprise is it?"
Echo is so proud and happy and immensly greatful to have this family with you. It makes him feel whole again, for the first time since the citadel.
Wrecker
He is super careful, because he is so huge and the baby is so super tiny. Wrecker is a little scared at first to hurt the child, but you'll show him that you trust him and that you know he can do this.
"Wrecker you've always been so sweet, caring and careful with me too. With Omega. I know this feels different, but you can do this, I know you can"
And indeed he can and his face when he realizes it is priceless. You've never seen Wrecker happier before. Even though he is huge and his voice is so deep no matter how much he tries to talk sweetly, the baby isn't scared at all. Wrecker is full of love for this little human being, the baby can sense that.
He'll help you with everything, but he will never bath the baby alone. He is just to scared to do something wrong.
Tech
He is proud and prepared and still scared as hell. Tech knows everything there is to know about taking care of the baby, he has everything he needs, even special gadgets he invented himself. Still, he is nervous like hell the first time he changes diapers, feeds and baths the baby.
But this fear will go away fast. As soon as he has a routine, there is this strong feeling, something new.
"I'm a father now. I'm a Dad", he says and looks at you with a solemn expression.
Tech has a family of his own now. The realization is deep and intense. It feels wonderful. He feels content. This is natural and perfect, more than he ever hoped for.
He will always be a loving, caring and protective father. Tech will come up with new gadgets and toys for the baby almost every day.
Crosshair
He is aching. Crosshair is scared down to the bone throughout the whole pregnancy and when the baby is born, he feels desperate. He never planned to become a father. But now it happened. His heart aches because he feels a new kind of love, but he is so afraid of all these new things, feelings and responsibility.
It takes him a good while to overcome this fear and really interact with the child. He needs your help, to believe in himself, to believe that he is capeable of being a good father.
And he actually is. But he needs your help to make a connection with the baby and his fatherly feelings.
As soon as he is overcoming this fear, he'll be a sweet Dad, but overprotective. He wont let any strangers hold the baby or get anywhere near it. Even his brothers have to beg him.
However, he is not very enthusiastic about changing diapers, he tries to avoid it as often as he can. But everything else he does very gladly, feeding, rocking and bathing is no problem at all.
Tech: I will make time for you for more than standard 60 second if it is necessary.
Omega: ...Right. Do you really think astrology is stupid? I like reading my horoscope, it brings me joy, its fun and its nice to hear nice supportive things about me.
Tech:...
Tech: Technically...
Omega: *sad teary eyes*
Tech: I cannot detect anything inherently harmful in having fun. Enjoy what makes you happy.
Omega: I am so glad you say that. You really do have sagittarius energy.
*Hunter, Wrecker and Echo glare menacingly in the background*
So, as an info. I am bad at rewriting scripted things. And so it may look skipped and hurried in some places. But this is just because I cannot really bring myself to do it. Hope it still is enjoyable for all who still read!
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Chapter 81: Sensitive baby
Tech kneels down beside Orion, his expression gentle yet firm as he tries to coax his son into wearing the winter coat. Orion pouts, his chubby cheeks flushed with frustration as he clutches his toy blaster tightly in his hand. "Come on, Orion," Tech says, his voice soothing as he reaches for the coat. "It's cold out there, and we need to keep you warm."
Orion shakes his head defiantly, his tiny lips forming a stubborn line as he holds onto his beloved toy. He doesn't understand the necessity of the coat, only that it's preventing him from playing with his blaster. Tech’s lips twitch, trying not to grin, as his son is looking very much like him right now. Tech sighs, feeling a pang of empathy for his son's resistance. He knows Orion doesn't like anything that restricts his movement, but the freezing temperatures on Kallar leave him with no choice.
"Orion, please," Tech urges gently, trying to pry the blaster from Orion's grasp so he can slip the coat on. "You can play with your blaster later. Right now, we need to keep you warm and safe." Orion's bottom lip trembles, his eyes brimming with unshed tears as he reluctantly releases the blaster. Tech quickly seizes the opportunity, deftly slipping the coat over Orion's arms and fastening it securely around his chest. "There we go," Tech says, his voice laced with relief as he adjusts the coat to ensure it fits snugly. "That's not so bad, is it?"
Orion sniffles, his mood still sullen as he adjusts to the feeling of the coat enveloping him. Tech offers him a reassuring smile, his heart swelling with love for his son. "You're doing great, Orion," Tech says, his voice tender as he brushes a stray lock of hair from Orion's forehead. "Now, let's get those mittens on, and we'll be ready to go."
With a bit more coaxing, Tech manages to get Orion's tiny hands into the mittens, securing them firmly to keep out the biting cold. Orion squirms and fidgets, clearly uncomfortable with the added layers, but Tech knows it's necessary to keep him safe in the harsh winter conditions. With Orion bundled up and ready to brave the cold, Tech scoops him up in his arms, holding him close as they prepare to embark on their mission to Kallar. Despite Orion's initial resistance, Tech can't help but feel a sense of pride in his son's resilience as they face the challenges of the snowy landscape together.
Tech carefully secures Orion in the carrier, his movements precise as he ensures that his son is snug and secure despite the additional layers of clothing. He adjusts the straps, making sure they're not too tight or too loose, and checks Orion's tiny armour to ensure it still fits comfortably under the winter coat. With meticulous care, Tech secures the earplugs in place, ensuring that Orion's sensitive ears are protected from the howling winds of Kallar. He double checks the seals on the armour, making sure there are no gaps where the cold air could sneak in. As he finishes the final adjustments, Tech attaches the toy blaster to his own chestplate with a sturdy string, positioning it within Orion's reach. He knows how much the toy means to his son, and he wants to ensure that Orion feels comfortable and secure even in the unfamiliar environment of Kallar.
Satisfied that everything is in order, Tech straightens up and surveys his handiwork. Orion squirms in the carrier, his curiosity piqued by the flurry of activity around him. Tech smiles down at his son, his heart swelling with pride at the sight of Orion's bright eyes and rosy cheeks. "All set, little trooper," Tech says, his voice soft but reassuring. "We're ready to face whatever challenges come our way."
With Orion nestled safely against his chest, Tech joins the rest of the squad as they prepare to depart for their mission on Kallar. Despite the freezing temperatures and treacherous terrain, Tech feels a sense of confidence knowing that he and Orion are prepared for whatever lies ahead. Together, they'll brave the elements and emerge victorious, just like they always do.
General Depa Billaba's words catch Tech's attention momentarily, and he glances up from his datapad to acknowledge her presence. Despite the exhaustion etched on his face, there's a flicker of pride in his eyes as he listens to her address.
"Thank you, General," Tech replies respectfully, his voice carrying a hint of weariness from the battle. "It's an honour to serve alongside you." He returns his focus to the datapad, his fingers flying across the keys as he sifts through the influx of information regarding the battle and its aftermath. The news of Grievous's defeat fills him with a mix of relief and apprehension, knowing that the end of the war may be within reach but also aware of the challenges that lie ahead in the aftermath. What will happen to him? His brothers? All of them scattered all over the galaxy?
As General Billaba continues to address the troops, Tech's mind races with calculations and strategic analyses, trying not to dwell on the unknown, his tactical expertise already formulating plans for the next steps in the mission. Despite the uncertainty of the future, he remains steadfast in his dedication to the Republic and its cause, ready to face whatever challenges may come their way.
As the transmission of Order 66 crackles through the systems, Tech's heart sinks, and his mind races to comprehend the sudden shift in orders. Confusion grips the squad as they exchange bewildered glances, trying to make sense of the cryptic message. And then Orion starts to scream and wail. His voice piercing his ears. Tech springs into action, his training kicking in as he instinctively moves to assess the situation and maintain order within the chaos. With Orion in his arms, he tries to shield the infant from the tension radiating around them, murmuring soothing words in an attempt to keep him calm.
"Stay calm, Orion," Tech whispers, his voice steady despite the turmoil raging within him. "Everything's going to be okay." Meanwhile, his mind races, analysing the implications of Order 66 and what it means for them. He quickly accesses his datapad, attempting to gather more information and understand the sudden shift in directives.
As the gravity of the situation begins to sink in, Tech's focus narrows to one goal: ensuring the safety of his squad and protecting Orion at all costs. With determination in his eyes, he braces himself for the challenges that lie ahead, ready to navigate the uncertain path that Order 66 has set before them.
Chapter 82
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Chapter 75: Safety meassures
As Hunter hands Tech the comm, a sense of urgency washes over him, fuelled by Amanda's distressed tone. Echo quickly takes Tech's place, understanding the gravity of the situation. Orion, sensing the shift in atmosphere, starts to grow restless, his babbling turning into whimpers.
Tech's heart pounds as he listens to Amanda's urgent message, his mind racing with worry. He exchanges a quick glance with Echo, who nods in silent understanding before Tech rushes off to a more secluded spot to continue the conversation in private.
With Orion growing increasingly fussy in Echo's arms, Hunter and Echo exchange concerned looks. They both know that something serious must be happening for Amanda to reach out to them in such a state of distress. "Stay here with Orion," Hunter instructs Echo, his voice tense with worry. "I'll go check on Tech." Echo nods, his grip on Orion tightening slightly as he tries to soothe the fussy infant. Hunter hurries after Tech, his mind buzzing with questions and concerns. Whatever it is, they need to act fast to ensure Amanda and Tech's safety.
“The Kaminoans simply contacted Alma, to ask how the Clone Troopers stationed here are doing. And then asked her about Orion when he was here.” Amanda explains. Tech's heart sinks at Amanda's words, his mind racing with concern and fear for their safety. He listens intently as Amanda explains the situation, her voice trembling with worry. The mere thought of the Kaminoans discovering their secret fills him with dread, knowing the potential consequences it could bring. As Amanda recounts Alma's unwitting slip-up, Tech's mind races to assess the situation. The Kaminoans' suspicions could spell danger for them all, especially with Orion's unique genetic makeup at stake. He knows they need to tread carefully to avoid drawing any unwanted attention. “She just loves to share everything. Even the way Orion seems to be calm around me.”
"Are you sure they suspect something?" Tech asks, his voice calm despite the turmoil swirling inside him. "We need to be cautious, especially with Orion's safety in mind." Amanda states tense with worry. "I can't shake the feeling that something isn't right," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "We need to do whatever it takes to protect Orion and keep our secret safe. I am sure they don’t believe a mere Padawan, how the presence of a healer is calming. If I didn’t walk in the right time and heard it, I may have only been able to stop the worst from spilling out."
Tech nods in agreement more for himself, his mind already racing with plans and strategies to safeguard their family. He knows they can't afford to underestimate the Kaminoans' cunning and determination. "We'll figure this out together," Tech assures Amanda, his voice firm with determination. "Orion's safety is our top priority, no matter what." With a shared resolve, Tech and Amanda begin to devise a plan to navigate the growing threat posed by the Kaminoans. They know that their bond as a family will be their greatest strength in the face of adversity.
As Hunter approaches Tech, his expression grave, he can hear the commotion in the background. Orion's cries pierce through the air, accompanied by the sound of his tiny fists pounding against Echo. Wrecker and Crosshair step in to lend a hand, attempting to distract and soothe Orion as best they can. "Tech, what's going on?" Hunter asks, his voice laced with concern as he takes in the chaotic scene unfolding behind Tech.
Tech quickly fills Hunter in on the situation, relaying Amanda's alarming message about the Kaminoans' suspicions and the potential threat it poses to their family. As he speaks, he keeps a watchful eye on the ongoing efforts to calm Orion, his heart aching at the thought of his son in distress. "We need to act fast," Hunter replies, his tone urgent. "We can't let the Kaminoans get their hands on Orion. He's family, and we'll protect him at all costs."
With a shared determination, Tech and Hunter spring into action, rallying the rest of the squad to devise a plan to keep Orion safe from harm. As they work together to confront the looming threat, their bond as brothers and their unwavering commitment to protecting their family shines through, providing a beacon of hope amidst the uncertainty.
“Tech you have to wipe all communication logs, and I mean all. And Tech… give me your ring, please. I will keep it safe. And before you start, no matter if it is most of the time hidden by your gloves. This is an Order.” Hunter says firmly as he looks at his worried younger brother. As Tech listens to Hunter's instructions, a sense of urgency washes over him. He understands the gravity of the situation and knows that every precaution must be taken to protect Orion and their family. With a heavy heart, he complies with Hunter’s request, handing back Hunters comm and then hesitantly removing his ring.
"Are you sure about this, Hunter?" Tech asks, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he relinquishes the cherished item. The ring holds sentimental value, a symbol of his connection to Amanda and their shared love for Orion. Hunter's expression is resolute as he nods. "We can't afford to take any chances. We'll get through this, Tech. But we need to be vigilant."
With a sigh, Tech places the ring in Hunter's outstretched hand, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of parting with it even temporarily. But he knows that safeguarding their family is paramount, and he trusts in Hunter's judgment. As Hunter pockets the ring, the weight of their familiar mission hangs heavy in the air. Tech's mind races with thoughts of the danger lurking on Kamino and the lengths they must go to in order to ensure Orion's safety. But amidst the uncertainty, one thing remains certain: their bond as brothers and their determination to protect their loved ones will see them through whatever challenges lie ahead.
As Tech holds Orion close, he feels a surge of protectiveness coursing through him. Despite the chaos and uncertainty surrounding them, his son's presence brings him a sense of calm amidst the storm. With Orion cradled against his chest, Tech makes his way back to the ship, his mind focused on erasing any trace of their communication that could jeopardize their safety. Entering the ship, Tech settles Orion in a comfortable spot, ensuring he's securely wrapped in the towel before turning his attention to the consoles. As he begins the process of wiping the communication log, he notices a series of encrypted messages from Amanda. His heart sinks at the realization that she had tried to reach him earlier, likely with the urgent news and warnings.
Tech's fingers fly across the console, decrypting Amanda's messages with practiced efficiency. Basically containing why she resorted to contact Hunter. With each message he reads, his concern deepens. Amanda's words convey a sense of urgency, a warning of the looming threat posed by the Kaminoans and the need for vigilance in protecting Orion. Guilt gnaws at Tech as he realizes he had been unaware of Amanda's attempts to reach him, too engrossed in enjoying a moment of respite with Orion. He vows to be more vigilant in the future, to never again let his guard down when it comes to safeguarding their family.
With the communication log wiped clean and Amanda's messages safely stored in his encrypted files within encrypted files he can’t delete them, not the messages and not the recorded holos, Tech turns his full attention back to Orion. Gently stroking his son's hair, he whispers reassurances, promising to do everything in his power to keep him safe from harm. As Orion snuggles closer, his tiny fingers curling around Tech's thumb, Tech's resolve to protect him only strengthens, a silent vow etched in his heart. He places a kiss on Orion’s cheek as he gets up to change him.
Chapter 76
Reblogs are very welcome and I am open for feedback, as english is not my first language, so maybe my sentences may be weird sometimes, or I write a word wrong even with google, or I use a wrong word for an item.
Big thanks to all who still read despite my crappy upload rhythm. Also I am not the best at re-writing scenes. It makes me squeazy. So I hope you all can accept the little jumps, and more internal descreptions. Also a bit looping in the end, as I tried to write how the mind spins around in anxiety.
On the bright side, one more week till two weeks of vacation, so hopefully I post more then.
Chapter 82: Aftermath
As the tension lingers in the barracks, Crosshair's frustration fills the air like a heavy fog. His resentment towards Hunter simmers just beneath the surface, evident in the sharp glares he shoots in his direction.
Tech, meanwhile, sits with Orion nestled in his lap, his mind consumed by thoughts of Amanda. The weight of uncertainty presses down on him as he grapples with the grim reality that she may have fallen victim to Order 66. Despite his efforts to focus on the project in front of him, his thoughts keep drifting back to her, unable to shake the gnawing worry that gnaws at his insides. "Stay strong, little trooper," Tech murmurs to Orion, his voice strained with emotion as he tries to shield the infant from the turmoil swirling around them. He runs a gentle hand over Orion's back, seeking solace in the warmth of his son's presence.
Crosshair's simmering anger adds to the tension in the room, the palpable sense of unease weighing heavily on the squad. Despite the divide between them, Tech knows that they must find a way to come together and navigate the uncertain future that lies ahead. With determination burning in his eyes, Tech silently vows to protect Orion and his brothers, drawing strength from the bond they share. As they weather the storm of Order 66, he remains steadfast in his resolve to keep his loved ones safe, no matter the cost. Even if it means to not try and think about… her.
As they trudge wearily back from the mission they intentionally failed, tension hangs thick in the air, palpable and suffocating. Crosshair's accusatory words cut through the silence like a knife, his gaze cold and unyielding as he fixates on Tech. "Orion is the offspring of one of them," Crosshair declares his tone laced with venomous disdain. "And if he's anything like them, then he has betrayed us too."
Tech's jaw clenches, his grip on Orion tightening instinctively as he squares his shoulders, refusing to back down in the face of Crosshair's accusation. "Orion is just a baby, Crosshair," he retorts, his voice tinged with frustration and disbelief. "An innocent infant who has done nothing wrong. He has done nothing to you, or anyone else for that matter!"
Hunter watches the exchange with a mixture of concern and relief, grateful that they've had not the time to disclose Orion's Force sensitivity to the rest of the squad. He knows that revealing the truth now would only escalate the situation further, in hindsight it was good not to inform the others, and he silently hopes and knows Tech will stand firm in his resolve.
Crosshair's insistence grows more fervent, his eyes narrowing as he demands that Tech hand over Orion for inspection. “Let him be checked by the Kaminoans, there is nothing stopping me from marching down there and telling who the mother was!” But Tech refuses, his arms wrapped protectively around his son as he meets Crosshair's gaze with unwavering defiance. "No," Tech states firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Orion stays with me." Cradling Orion even closer to his chest.
Crosshair's lip curls into a sneer, Tech's refusal is confirmation of his suspicions. In his eyes, Orion's mere existence is enough to brand him as a traitor, a sentiment that sends a chill down the spine of the squad. As they continue their journey back to base, the rift between them deepens, fuelled by suspicion and mistrust. And in the heart of it all, Tech holds Orion close, determined to shield his son from the storm brewing within their ranks.
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As the heavy clang of the brig door reverberates through the cramped cell, Tech's heart sinks like a stone in his chest. He watches in silent agony as Gala Ta takes Orion from his arms, the tiny infant reaching out for his father with chubby fingers, unaware of the turmoil unfolding around him. Tech's mind races with a jumble of conflicting thoughts and emotions, his hands clenched into fists at his sides as he struggles to contain the overwhelming surge of fear and desperation threatening to consume him. They may be trapped behind bars, but his son is out there, vulnerable and alone, and every instinct within him screams to protect him at all costs.
As the squad huddles together, now with Omega but without Crosshair, plotting their escape and grappling with the gravity of their situation, Tech's focus remains singularly fixed on Orion. He listens with a mixture of apprehension and determination as they devise a plan to break free, knowing that their success hinges not only on their own survival but on rescuing his son from the clutches of their captors.
Every passing moment feels like an eternity, each second stretching out into an agonizing eternity as they wait for the opportune moment to make their move. Tech's thoughts are consumed by the image of Orion's innocent face, his heart aching with the need to hold him in his arms once more. His leg is bouncing as his mind tries to come up with a way to leave. But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Tech finds a flicker of hope burning bright within him, a beacon of determination that drives him forward even in the face of insurmountable odds. He knows that they will find a way out, that they will reclaim their freedom and reunite with Orion, no matter the cost. And as they steel themselves for the inevitable confrontation ahead, Tech clings to the unwavering belief that no prison bars can contain the strength of a father's love for his son. Then he looks up. “I’ve got it! Why didn’t I think of that before?”
Chapter 83
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Chapter 72: Favourite
As Orion bounces on Tech's legs, his gaze fixed on Hunter with an intensity that's surprising for such a young child. Tech, noticing Orion's fixation, tries to distract him by bouncing him gently and making silly faces, but Orion remains fixated on Hunter.
"Come on, little trooper," Tech coos, attempting to draw Orion's attention away from Hunter. "Let's play a game. How about peek-a-boo?" But Orion seems determined to reach his uncle, leaning precariously over Tech's tray of food, his tiny arms outstretched towards Hunter. Tech, now fully aware of Orion's intentions, tries to gently guide him back onto his lap, but Orion resists, his eyes never leaving Hunter.
"Orion, you need to stay here with me," Tech says, his voice gentle but firm. "Uncle Hunter is busy right now." But Orion, undeterred, continues to reach for Hunter, his determination evident in the way he strains against Tech's grasp. With a sigh, Tech relents, realizing that Orion's desire to be with Hunter is too strong to ignore.
"Alright, little guy," Tech says with a chuckle, surrendering to Orion's persistence. "Let's go see Uncle Hunter." As Tech lifts Orion from his lap and carries him around the table to Hunter, the other members of Clone Force 99 watch with amusement. Hunter, “surprised” by Orion's sudden arrival, can't help but smile as Tech places the eager child into his arms. Usually they try to ignore it, as Tech does tries to get Orion set to routines. "Hey there, Orion," Hunter says, his voice soft as he looks down at his nephew. "What's got you so interested in Uncle Hunter today, huh?" Orion giggles in response, reaching up to grab at Hunter's face with his chubby little hands. Hunter laughs, tickling Orion's belly gently as the child squirms with delight.
Tech watches his heart swelling with pride and love for his son. Despite his initial attempts to enforce a routine, he knows that moments like these are precious and shouldn't be denied. As the meal continues, Orion remains content in Hunter's arms, happily babbling and reaching out to anyone who passes by. And for Tech, seeing his son's joy brings a sense of warmth and happiness that fills the entire mess hall. Even if the regs would never admit it. But they adore him as well, all have seen them make silly face toward the half-clone.
Tech walks over to the food station, selecting a variety of fruits before making his way back to the table where his brothers and his son are seated. Orion remains content in Hunter's arms, his eyes bright with curiosity as he watches his father approach. Setting the fruits down on the table, Tech grabs a knife and begins to slice them into small, bite-sized pieces. He carefully arranges them in a bowl, mixing them together before sliding it over to Hunter with a smile. "Here you go, Hunter," Tech says, his voice warm with affection. "A little fruit salad for you and Orion."
Hunter accepts the bowl with a grateful nod, his own smile mirroring Tech's. He picks up a piece of fruit and offers it to Orion, who eagerly accepts it, his tiny fingers grasping at the juicy morsel. "Thanks, Tech," Hunter says, his tone sincere. "Orion seems to be enjoying his time with Uncle Hunter today." Tech nodding in agreement. "He sure does. I think he's just happy to be surrounded by family."
As the meal continues, the members of Clone Force 99 enjoy their food and each other's company, the laughter of their youngest member filling the air. And for Tech, seeing his son thriving in the presence of his brothers brings a sense of joy and contentment that fills his heart with gratitude. While the other troopers try their hardest not to look for too long at the baby, or Crosshair may glare them to death.
Orion's laughter fills the air as he leans eagerly around in Hunter’s arms, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He reaches out towards his uncle, his chubby arms outstretched as if begging to be let go. Hunter chuckles softly, his heart melting at the sight of his nephew's adoration. He shifts Orion slightly in his arms, making room for the little one to come closer or move around.
But as Orion reaches towards Crosshair, the normally stoic clone raises an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. "I'm eating," he states flatly, not wanting to appear too eager to engage with the young infant. Before Crosshair can react, however, a sticky piece of chewed-up fruit flies through the air, landing squarely on his cheek. Orion babbles excitedly, still reaching towards his uncle despite the mess he's made.
The rest of the squad watches the scene unfold with amusement, exchanging knowing glances as they try to suppress their laughter. Tech, ever the responsible one, begins to rise from his seat, ready to intervene and take Orion from Hunter's arms. But before he can make a move, Hunter gently wipes the fruit from Crosshair's cheek with a napkin, his lips twitching with suppressed laughter. "Looks like Orion has chosen you, Crosshair," he says, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Crosshair grumbles under his breath, but there's a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he reluctantly reaches out to take Orion from Hunter. Despite his initial reluctance, there's a warmth in his eyes as he cradles the infant in his arms, his heart unexpectedly touched by the affection of his annoying nephew. Pulling the fruit bowl close, so Orion can help himself. He already got drool on his check, not needing it on his hand either. And as the squad continues their meal, the laughter of their youngest member fills the air, bringing a sense of joy and camaraderie to the table that even Crosshair can't deny.
Wrecker's booming voice cuts through the jovial atmosphere, his expression teasing as he addresses Crosshair. "Hey Crosshair, looks like you're getting soft on us," he says with a hearty laugh, nudging his fellow clone playfully. Crosshair's glare sharpens at Wrecker's comment, his jaw tightening as he shoots a steely gaze in Wrecker's direction. "Watch it, Wrecker," he growls, his tone laced with irritation. Wrecker raises his hands in a mock surrender, his grin widening as he backs off slightly. "Hey, just making an observation," he replies, trying to diffuse the tension with a light-hearted tone. Despite the banter, there's a sense of camaraderie among the squad as they exchange playful jabs and teasing remarks. And as they continue their meal, the playful ribbing between Wrecker and Crosshair adds to the sense of unity and friendship that binds them together, even in the face of their everyday challenges.
Crosshair chuckles as Orion clings to him, a mischievous glint in his eye as he looks over at Hunter, as they enter the barracks. "Looks like I'm the favourite uncle now, always was" he remarks with a grin, clearly enjoying the attention from Orion. Hunter raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips as he watches Orion's antics. "Don't get too comfortable," he replies, a playful tone in his voice. "He's just going through a phase." Crosshair shrugs nonchalantly, still holding Orion securely in his arms. "I'll enjoy it while it lasts, just so you know, he will always come back to me. You are all the phases." he quips, earning a chuckle from Wrecker who's observing the scene with amusement.
As they settle into their barracks, the banter continues, with Orion happily nestled in Crosshair's arms, seemingly content to spend time with his "favourite" uncle. And amidst the camaraderie and laughter, there's a sense of warmth and family that fills the room, reminding them all of the bonds that tie them together, both on and off the battlefield.
Chapter 73
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Chapter 79: The probabilities were clear
A mixture of disbelief and wonder washes over Tech as he realizes what just occurred. Could Orion have somehow moved the toy with his burgeoning abilities? The thought both amazes and unsettles him, highlighting the unique nature of his son's connection to the Force due to Amanda.
Closing the closet finally, Tech approaches Orion with a mixture of curiosity and affection. As he lifts his son into his arms, Orion giggles and reaches up to grasp Tech's goggles, his bright eyes sparkling with delight. Tech can't help but smile at Orion's infectious joy, marvelling at the boundless energy and innocence radiating from his son. In that moment, any lingering worries or doubts fade away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude for the precious gift that is Orion. He did promise Amanda to not let them take it. So now he has the challenge to keep it hidden.
How difficult can it be? His brothers have other things to worry about. Right? Right!
“This is just between you and me for now” Tech's murmured words to Orion carry a sense of intimacy and trust, a promise between father and son to keep this mysterious occurrence just between them. As he places a tender kiss on Orion's forehead, Tech's heart swells with a mix of emotions, pride in his son's potential, longing for Amanda's guidance, and a touch of amusement at the unexpected turn of events. With a gentle smile, Tech muses about the captured moment, grateful for the small consolation of having it recorded. The camera attached to his goggles has preserved this precious memory, a testament to Orion's budding connection to the Force and the bond they share as father and son.
Despite the uncertainty surrounding Orion's abilities, Tech finds solace in the warmth of their relationship. He imagined the day when Orion will utter his first words would have been first.
As the squad begins to experience these strange occurrences, Tech observes with a cautious eye, noticing the pattern of seemingly minor mishaps. Objects placed down inexplicably end up on the floor or shift a few centimetres away from their original position. While his brothers scratch their heads in confusion, Tech remains silent, a flicker of recognition sparking in his mind. With Orion cradled in his arms, Tech moves subtly to shield his son from the mysterious phenomena, or he adjusts his posture or shifts his position so that Orion's gaze doesn't fall upon the objects in question, unwilling to reveal the truth about Orion's burgeoning Force sensitivity to his brothers just yet.
Deep down, Tech knows that these incidents are linked to Orion's latent abilities, a testament to the potential lying dormant within his son. But for now, he keeps this knowledge close to his chest, determined to protect Orion and navigate the uncertainties that lie ahead.
As the squad gathers for a meal, the conversation naturally turns to the recent string of odd occurrences. Tech, preoccupied with feeding Orion his puree, listens to his brothers' discussion with a subtle furrow of his brow. Hunter, ever perceptive, directs a question to Tech, asking if he's experienced any of the strange incidents. Tech, keeping his focus on Orion, replies in a matter-of-fact tone, "It's likely just the small jolts we experience while the ship navigates through hyperspace. I will take a look at the stabiliser during our next stop."
His explanation is delivered smoothly, betraying no hint of the truth he holds close about Orion's Force sensitivity. Meanwhile, he continues to feed Orion, ensuring his son remains content and unaware of the discussion unfolding around him. Though Tech's response seems to satisfy his brothers' curiosity for now, he remains vigilant, aware that keeping Orion's abilities hidden is paramount to his son's safety and well-being. As the squad continues to grapple with these strange occurrences, Tech remains vigilant, silently guarding the secret of Orion's connection to the Force while marvelling at the boundless possibilities that await his son's journey. No matter how difficult, he will protect it for as long as he can.
Not because he does not trust his brothers, more because of the fear they would brag about it. Wrecker, yes he would be such a proud uncle he couldn’t be quiet for long.
Chapter 80
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