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Sorry this took so long but here’s Chapter 2 to Older Sister. If you haven’t read Chapter 1, I highly recommend it before starting this.

*Takes place between ep10-11 but goes through ep11*

**I know ep11+12 are parts (Ryloth arc) but I decided to separate into 2 chapters to match the episodes**

Older Sister—Chapter 2

Hunter sighs as he watches Omega and her new friend, Maisy, hurry back to the Dejarik board and begin to talk with each other.

“Hunter,” the sarge hears his name and turns to see the rest of the squad looking at him. In all honesty, he really just told that to the girls to give him more time to think. He couldn’t very well reject the little girl, but at least he’s able to stall for time.

“Hunter, you know very well that we are not equipped to care for another child, let alone one so young-“ Tech argues realistically. Hunter nods.

“I know-I know, but I couldn’t just say no, I have to think-“ Hunter agrees.

“Why can’t we take her? Omega’s right, she needs help,” Wrecker asks, agreeing with her.

“Wrecker, Maisy’s a Jedi. Having a Jedi with us is basically like putting a target on our backs for the Empire-“ Echo tells the larger clone.

“She’s a Jedi? Are you sure? She doesn’t have those laser swords they all carry-“ Wrecker argues and Echo and Hunter nod.

“I’m sure. Her robes are Jedi robes,” Echo says and I nod.

“Remember Commander Dume? He wore robes like Maisy’s,” Hunter asks Wrecker, who clearly wants to argue, but doesn’t when he sees Hunter’s look.

“Yeah…I guess you two have a point. But Omega’s right—we have to help her-“ Wrecker insists. Hunter looks at the explosives expert with a questioning look.

“Why? Why are you so dead set on helping this girl we don’t even know?” Hunter asks.

“Really? We only knew Omega for what—a couple interactions? It was you that wanted to go back for her on Kamino,” Wrecker argues, causing Hunter to pause. Even if he won’t admit it, Wrecker has a point. Maybe…maybe that’s why Crosshair-

“Besides, look how happy Omega is,” Wrecker points out, snapping the sarge out of his thoughts. The boys all look and watch as Omega interacts with the young girl.

“Omega needs a female to hang around with,” Wrecker adds.

“I suppose you do have a point Wrecker,” Hunter admits, “but that doesn’t change the fact that Maisy is much younger than Omega. Omega’s in training and can handle herself-“

“Technically all Jedi start their training once accepted into the Temple,” Tech says, earning a look from Hunter.

“But having another mouth to feed will put even more of a strain on our tight budget with credits,” Tech adds as they continue watching Omega and Maisy.

Hunter sighs and glances to Echo.

“Well? What should I do?” Hunter asks. Echo blinks at the sarge.

“What? Why are you asking me?” Echo asks, clearly caught off guard.

“We didn’t normally work with Jedi. We usually just had to report to Cody,” Hunter tells Echo, “You’re the only one out of all of us that really has experience with the Jedi,” Hunter explains as memories of General Skywalker, General Bilaba and her padawan flash in his mind. To be honest, Hunter was more focused on the mission on Anaxes to really get to know Anakin and he and the Batch really only worked with General Bilaba one other time before Order 66 happened on Kaller.

“So? What are the Jedi really like?” Hunter asks. Echo pauses and thinks about it.

Most of Echo’s memories of General Skywalker and his padawan, Commander Tano, were of them arguing like siblings, goofing around together or being on missions together. General Kenobi liked to pretend he was the responsible one, but Echo remembers how ridiculous some of his and Commander Cody’s plans seemed as well. A brief memory of Master Shaak Ti also passes by in his mind. She had helped him and Fives when they were cadets in training with Domino Squad. Echo looks at the the two girls, who are talking with Cid.

“The Jedi are good, caring people. They put others before themselves,” Echo says.

“It would be good for Omega to have another female around. But her age is a bit of a problem. She’s what 3-4?” Echo asks.

“4 years, 6 months and 27 days to be exact,” Tech adds and Echo nods.

“She’d need more care than a girl like Omega,” Echo says, “and I’ve never worked with a Youngling before.”

“Perhaps we should contact local authorities and inform them of a child needing a home-“ Tech suggests.

“No Tech, if we make our presence known, they could contact the Empire,” Hunter says and the pilot/scientist nods.

“I don’t see any other option short of abandonment,” Tech says and the boys become uncomfortable at the word. There’s no way any of them would leave a small child that needed them.

“So…I guess it’s decided then,” Hunter says, looking between everyone, making sure it’s alright with them and the boys nod.

Hunter silently approaches the girls and catches Omega’s attention without interrupting the two of them. Omega looks at Hunter questioningly, knowing he was talking with the others about accepting Maisy. He gives her a small nod, causing Omega to brighten and get excited.

“What?” Maisy asks her.

“Nothing..nothing, I’m just so excited to have you with us. You know I mostly grew up around boys so it’ll be nice to have a girl with us,” Omega tells Maisy.

“You mean the other clones?” Maisy asks and Omega nods. Hunter smiles as the girls talk before rejoining the rest of his squad.

After Hunter and the others finish talking, Wrecker decided to be the first one to introduce himself to their newest addition. He easily and seamlessly joins the conversation the 2 girls are having and starts talking loudly, meaning he’s excited. Echo and Tech both look at Hunter before Echo decides to join the others, leaving Tech alone with the sarge. Hunter sighs to himself quietly, earning a glance from the scientist/pilot of the squad.

“I know it’ll be an adjustment,” Tech suddenly tells Hunter, who looks at him, “and it certainly won’t be easy.”

“You’re telling me,” Hunter replies.

“But…it’s worth it. She’s worth it,” Tech says, looking at the little girl. Wrecker is telling Maisy about the time on Pantora, with Echo and Omega chiming in adding details here and there. Hunter nods. He knows that it’d be wrong…cruel, to leave a child in need. Though he wouldn’t admit it, children are a soft spot for him.

“We should probably join them-“ Tech suggests and that’s when Hunter catches Maisy’s eye. He nods at Tech before walking towards the rest of his squad.

They spot Hunter and Tech and Omega pauses the story, though it was almost over anyways with her telling Maisy she was saved by Hunter on a speeder.

“Hunter,” Omega greets, smiling and Hunter softens, returning the gesture with a nod before turning to Maisy.

As a Jedi, Maisy knows that it’s her job to do what is best for the group. That was what Master Secura had told her class when she stopped by for a lesson. But the little girl can’t help the tears that start forming.

“Maisy? What’s wrong?” Omega asks, clearly concerned.

“I don’t wanna be a burden sir, I can stay by myself-“ Maisy tells Hunter, her voice wavering as her lip trembles. She had expected the sergeant to say that he wasn’t serious, or that he had changed his mind…or that the others disagreed. Maisy wasn’t stupid and she had a feeling Hunter had only told her those things because Omega was insistent.

“What? I—..You’re not a burden,” Hunter tells the girl as Omega gently rubs the little girl’s shoulders affectionately. She sniffs hard and swipes her wrist under her nose.

“Hunter’s right-we want you with us. I’ve never had a sister before and I’d be a pretty bad one if I let you go off on your own,” Omega says.

“Sister?” Maisy asks, “I..would be your family?” She asks and Omega smiles and nods.

“If you want,” she tells the Youngling.

“So..would you all be..my brothers?” Maisy asks the clone soldiers. They blink and share a look and before Hunter can answer, Wrecker takes a step forward.

“You betchya!” Wrecker says, making Maisy smile, but it falters slightly when she glances at Hunter. He smiles and nods.

“Wrecker’s right. We’re…family,” Hunter assures Maisy.

“So..what’dya say kid?” Hunter asks and Maisy nods.

“Thank you,” she says and hugs the sergeant. He smiles and hugs the little girl back before she lets go and proceeds to hug each and every one of the Batchers, saving Omega for last, giving the girl a tight hug, making Omega laugh.

Time Lapse..about 2-2.5 weeks…

*set in Episode 11 Devil’s Deal*

A couple weeks have gone by and the Batch have begrudgingly accepted their first job from Cid since taking in Maisy. Hunter, obviously worried about when the time came to start doing jobs again, has made it clear to Cid that the girls come first, no matter the job.

They’re to deliver a shipment of blasters to Ryloth. To someone named Gobi Glie. As Wrecker, Tech and Echo load up the Havoc Marauder, Hunter pulls Omega and Maisy aside.

“Listen up you two,” Hunter says and the two girls stand at the ready, excited.

“There’s gonna be rules that have to be followed without question,“ Hunter states. Omega and Maisy nod.

“First off you both stay on the ship. This is a simple delivery job so there’s no reason for either of you to leave the ship,” Hunter says.

“Yes sir,” the girls reply simultaneously.

“Second, Omega, because you’re older, you have more responsibility. Maisy, Omega’s in charge and you do as she says. She knows what to do if something goes wrong,” Hunter tells the girls. Maisy glances up and Omega smiles and nods so Maisy looks back at Hunter and nods.

“I understand,” she tells the sergeant.

“Ok,” Hunter nods and motions for the girls to get on the ship. He helps Wrecker and Echo with the last of the crates as Tech fires up the ship.

There’s a small, desolate moon above Ryloth that is the designated meeting/drop off place.

“Approaching at 1-6-2,” Tech announces. Maisy’s with Omega, buckled in the row of seats just behind the cockpit. They feel the ship slow and move down and feel the ship land and the doors open. Hunter walks out with Wrecker carrying the crates and Tech and Echo following them. Omega motions for Maisy to follow her as she takes a seat on the top step of the ramp that opens up. Maisy follows and sits next to the blonde girl and they watch as Hunter approaches 3 Twi’leks. One of them is a young female, probably about a year or so older than Omega.

“Are you Gobi? Cid sent us,” Hunter asks the blue Twi’lek.

“Along with 3 dozen blasters and a case of thermal detonators,” Tech adds.

“Let’s see them,” the one called Gobi says. Wrecker brings the crates forward and Tech and Echo open the lids.

Meanwhile, the younger female Twi’lek with bright green skin gasps in awe at the sight of the Marauder before approaching. Hunter watches the young Twi’lek walk towards his ship, but says nothing, trusting Omega to handle it.

The young Twi’lek approaches. Maisy instinctively scoots closer to Omega and clings to the older girl. Omega gives the Youngling a reassuring nod before looking at the Twi’lek girl who appears to be her age.

“What type of ship is this?” The young Twi’lek girl asks.

“A modified Omicron-class attack shuttle,” Omega replies.

“Can I have a look inside?” She asks. Omega shifts to look behind her, at the rest of the Batch, at Hunter specifically.

“Hunter!” Omega calls out. The sarge looks back.

“Can she come aboard?!” Omega asks. Hunter just nods before turning his attention back to the client, Gobi.

“Ok, you can come up. But no funny business,” Omega warns, pointing a finger.

“Funny business?” The Twi’lek girl asks, clearly confused.

“Uh-huh. I’ll be watching you,” Omega says and she stands. Maisy jumps up and hurries inside.

“Uh-ok then, show me around,” The Twi’lek girl chuckles as Omega follows the Youngling inside. The girls head to the cockpit.

“What’s your name?” Maisy asks the Twi’lek girl.

“I’m Hera Syndulla, what’re your names?” The Twi’lek girl, Hera, introduces before asking back, looking between the 2 girls.

“I’m Maisy,” the younger girl says and looks up at Omega.

“And I’m Omega,” she says.

“We’re sisters,” Maisy tells Hera.

“You are?” She asks Omega and the young clone nods with a smile.

“Do you have siblings?” Maisy asks. Hera nods sadly but doesn’t say anything. Before Maisy can pry, Omega puts a hand on Maisy’s shoulder, silencing her. They get to the cockpit and Hera takes the pilot seat with Maisy in the co-pilot seat.

“This is the sensor array, and that’s the deflector shield, over there’s the nav computer and there’s the hyperdrive,” Omega lists, pointing at all the controls on the dash. Maisy spins around in her chair.

“You sure know a lot about this, do you fly?” Hera asks Omega.

“No. Tech won’t let me train until I can recite all the ship’s specifications from memory,” Omega explains.

“Specs are only half of it. Flying is…it’s about a feeling,” Hera says.

“What do you mean?” Omega asks.

“When I close my eyes and picture myself up there, I feel it. The instruments help guide you, but you plot your course…you’re free,” Hera explains dreamily.

“So you’re a pilot?” Omega asks.

“No—not yet. But one day,” Hera says hopeful of her dream.

“C’mon, I’ll show you my favorite part of the ship,” Omega says, motioning for Hera to follow and Maisy smiles, knowing exactly what Omega’s talking about, also following.

They approach the short ladder that leads up to the gunners position.

“Up there, that’s where we sleep,” Omega explains as Maisy climbs up the ladder and sits, leaning up against the side wall. The lights strung up everywhere are one and Maisy even made a few crude, childlike drawings of Maisy and Omega and even one of all of the Batch.

“You guys get to live on a star ship? That’s my dream,” Hera says with a smile.

“Well technically it’s our gunner’s mount, but when we’re not being chased or shot at, it’s our room,” Omega explains.

“Who’s chasing you?” Hera asks, her eyes moving back and forth cautiously.

“Are you in some kind of trouble?” Hera asks. Maisy and Omega frown with confusion.

“We thought you were in trouble. Isn’t that why we’re here?” Omega asks Hera.

“If you’re in trouble, you should take this,” Maisy says, reaching in a small drawer in the gunner’s seat. It’s a data chip that contains contact info for the Batch.

“Here,” Maisy says, holding the chip out to Hera.

“Maisy-“ Omega warns.

“What? You helped me when I needed it. Besides this is just in case,” Maisy says. Omega nods and Hera takes the chip from the younger girl.

“Thank you, I won’t tell anyone I have this and I’ll only use it in an emergency,” Hera assures Omega, tucking the chip into one of her pockets.

Meanwhile, Hunter and the rest of the Batch finish the transaction.

“It’s a start. Tell Cid to contact me when she has more to sell,” Gobi tells Hunter, handing the sarge a briefcase, presumably the payment.

“Building an arsenal attracts attention. You better know what you’re getting into,” Hunter warns the blue male Twi’lek.

“We don’t have a choice,” Gobi says, picking one of the crates up by one side. He glances back as Maisy, Omega and Hera approach the landing ramp steps.

“Hera, we’re leaving,” Gobi calls Hera back.

“Thanks for the tour,” Hera tells the girls.

“Any time,” Omega says and motions for Maisy to follow. They escort Hera off the Marauder and join the Batch as Gobi loads up their ship with their newly acquired weapons.

“Good luck,” Omega says and both her and Maisy wave at Hera. She waves back at the girls before running to catch up.

“Make a new friend?” Hunter asks the girls.

“She’s kind of strange,” Omega says.

“I like her!” Maisy exclaims.

“I like her too,” Omega agrees before looking back up at the soldiers.

“Did you know flying is about a feeling?” Omega asks before her and Maisy hurry back to the ship.

“What feeling?” Tech asks before the boys walk back onto the Marauder.

Tech fires up the ship and Echo plots the course back to Ord Mantell as Wrecker buckles Maisy into her seat. Omega does her own as Wrecker joins the others in the cockpit.

“Do you think we’ll see Hera again?” Maisy asks Omega. Omega smiles down at the young girl and nods.

“I’m sure of it,” Omega assures her and Maisy smiles and nods. Omega thinks back to the chip Maisy gave Hera. It has direct contact info for the Batch and Omega knows Hunter wouldn’t exactly be pleased to learn that they gave that information out so willingly. She debates on telling the sergeant but after going over every conversation with Hera, Omega has determined that Hera was truthful in that she would only use that info if it was an emergency. Of course Maisy is unaware and Omega sighs quietly.

“Maisy…you know…we can’t just give out our contact information. We’re supposed to lay low,” Omega explains. Maisy nods.

“I know..but Hera’s nice. And she said she’d only use it in an emergency,” Maisy says. Omega nods.

“I know…but not everyone is friendly,” Omega says, remembering how exactly she met Fennec Shand, the bounty hunter…and how, at first, she had seemed like a friend, wanting to help her.

“But-“

“No buts Maisy,” Omega argues gently and Maisy pouts but nods.

“Ok…I won’t do it again,” Maisy says and Omega frowns.

“Just…check with me before, ok?” Omega asks and Maisy nods, remembering Hunter’s words.

“Ok,” the Youngling agrees. They feel the ship take flight as Omega ponders her options.

End

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