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Heated ~ pt.13

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Summary: This is an ABO Bad batch!Poly x Omega Reader smut with a plot. This takes place as an AU before order 66. Y/N previously served under the 501st before being transferred to Special Forces 99. This is her adventure with these rowdy Alphas in a quickly changing universe.

THIS IS AN ABO AU ABOUT THE BAD BATCH (NO CANON OMEGA!) Due to the unfortunate situation of her name being Omega… Omega the child from the canon series is not going to be apart of this fanfic/porn with a plot. I feel obligated to put this warning in because it makes my skin crawl thinking anyone could make that mistake.

Warnings: No smut in this chapter... but don't worry! Chapter 14; we will be returning to our regular smut programming.

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"So, Anakin Skywalker took you to Lothal?" Hunter was trying to make sense of Echo’s wild story.

"When Ahsoka was still barely a pup, he took her on a tour of all the known Jedi temples in the known regions," Echo recounted. "It was to show her the generations of Jedi history. We had taken that Venator all over the galaxy. Lothal was one of them, and I think it’s far enough away from Empire jurisdiction that we could get there unnoticed."

"And why are we bothering with a Jedi temple? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but none of us are Jedi," Tech remarked, knelt on the ground, holding you to his chest, running comforting hands over your trembling form. The boys took turns trying to keep you warm as your temperature dropped for reasons Tech and you couldn’t understand.

"You said it wasn’t medical. This is a soul bond issue; that's the spiritual world," Echo reasoned. "We might not understand it, but I’ve seen some pretty crazy stuff with the Jedi. All of it's real, even though it sounds like mumbo jumbo to people like us."

"It’s real," you whispered. "I’ve seen it."

"You've seen what?" Tech looked down at you.

"The mumbo jumbo… Ahsoka showed me many things when we were younger." You nuzzled into Tech for comfort.

"She’s someone we could actually use right about now, assuming she survived the order," Echo said, shaking his head.

You bit back your emotions, too exhausted to cry anymore. You didn’t want to think about that. Not now, anyways. You and Echo had spent too many nights talking about Ahsoka leaving the pack.

"We’re approaching," Echo said, taking control of the Marauder. Tech stood up, passing you to Wrecker for a snuggle before returning to his seat to land the ship.

"Where are we supposed to go?" Tech asked as they entered the planet’s atmosphere.

"I was actually hoping Hunter could help us with that," Echo said, punching a few buttons above his head making the engines rumble.

"And what exactly do you want me to look for?" Hunter said.

"I kind of remember the general location Skywalker had been. I’ll land us there, but you can use your electromagnetic senses to find the temple," Echo explained.

"Ahsoka told me that all living things have the Force flowing through us. It’s how she and Ani could feel where we all were and that everything is connected. Everything flows through each other, which I’m thinking is what Echo is talking about.” You lifted your head to explain, “Ani said the Force is pure light energy," you remembered, recalling all the times you had caught the two Jedi meditating before battle.

"If it’s electro currents, I should be able to pick up on it, but I don’t exactly know what I’m looking for," Hunter said, watching as Echo guided the ship to an open field with rolling grasses.

"Anything that feels strange, I would assume," Tech said as the ship touched down with a gentle thud.

You tried to stand, but you were feeling too weak. Wrecker caught you before you stumbled. You groaned as he lifted you up, even though he was as gentle as could be, it didn’t change the fact your bones ached like your heart did… it craved one thing… Crosshair.

"Okay, let’s get our things and let Hunter get to work," Echo said, standing up and grabbing his pack and weapon. Wrecker carried you out of the ship like a just-married bride and into the waist high grass. Hunter knelt down, taking off his glove to touch the earth. He placed his palm to the soil, looking up over the grasses.

"There are animals everywhere," he said, looking around, but the grasses camouflaged them. He raised his gun up in the air, firing a single shot into the sky. The blast startled all of the loth cats, which picked their heads up to stare before scampering off with a meow.

"Tookas!" you said excitedly, seeing all of the different colors fleeing the area.

"They’re all over this place," Hunter confirmed, choosing the best direction. "I’m wanting to head this way," he said, pointing towards a mountain range. "There’s something with a deeper energetic vibration in that direction I think it’s a good place to start."

"Alright, here we go," Wrecker said, following behind Hunter, carrying you like you weighed nothing.

The trek felt like it had gone on forever. Even though you weren’t putting in any effort, the body chills and aches were making you miserable. This was truly hell. You honestly would have taken Hunter’s blade to the shoulder again if it meant you were cured.

"Almost there, little tooka," Wrecker said, sensing your discomfort.

"Just a little further," Hunter added, feeling their journey was coming to an end. The vibrations were becoming more tangible.

"Does any of this feel familiar, Echo?" Tech asked, pulling out his scanners as they approached the egg-shaped rock formations ahead.

"It all looks the same to me, but General Skywalker had us stay back with the ship. All I remember is the mountain range and the fields," Echo replied.

"I don’t see a temple," Hunter said, leading them into a narrow crevice. Everyone squeezed between the smooth rocks, following the sergeant. You watched Hunter as he kept switching his directions.

You clung onto Wrecker as he stepped up and over various rocks. Hunter kept bending down to touch and feel the rocks, seemingly guiding you somewhere.

You lulled your head to the side, sensing something was watching you. When you looked, all you saw was more stones. You closed your eyes and leaned back into Wrecker’s chest, ignoring the sensations. It was probably all the spirits Soka would tell you about.

"What are you feeling, Hunter?" Tech asked, raising his scanner in the air, trying to get a better picture of where they were in case he missed something.

"It’s just like a storm of electrodes," he said, looking around. "This place is like nowhere else I’ve ever been."

"Not even on Mimban?" Echo asked.

"No, this is different… it’s…" He raised his head in the air, sniffing, and shook his head. "Ugh… Just more tookas," he shook his head, "Echo, are you sure this is the place?"

"I wouldn’t forget something like this. Anakin took Ahsoka here. I’m certain."

"I miss Soka," you mumbled, thinking about the little Togruta you thought of as a sister.

"Whoa!" Tech stopped in his tracks and pointed to a ridge above their heads. "A rare albino tooka," he exclaimed, pulling down his helmet, leans to snap a photo.

"Sightseeing later, vod," Hunter said, continuing to walk. Wrecker sighed and adjusted his grip on you before trudging on.

Once Hunter got frustrated enough, he halted the group so Echo and Tech could get some water and food into you. You curled up on a flat rock, tucking into yourself for warmth against the sun-warmed stone.

"This would be a really good time for someone to have secret Jedi powers," Echo joked.

"Pip?" Hunter raised a brow at you.

"Sorry, Sarge," you weakly laughed, "Just a normy nat born."

"How unfortunate," he smiled trying to hide his worry ay seeing you like this. It was obvious you health was deteriorating quickly the longer this dragged on.

"Well, we’re not entirely sure about that," Tech joked. "Seems to be pretty abnormal if you ask me," he referred to the current situation.

"What if it was something the Imperials did to me while I was out?" you rolled onto your back, liking the warm stone, "We can’t know for sure."

"Bonds can’t be manufactured," Echo shook his head.

"While I do have special bonds with all of you, I didn’t think I had developed a mate bond with Crosshair… at least not yet. It hasn’t been long enough," you looked up at the puffy clouds in the sky.

"Stranger things have happened," Hunter shrugged.

"Have they?" Wrecker petted your hair, looking around, "This seems pretty strange to me."

Tech snorted in agreement, "Should we keep going?"

"No," you pouted, "I like this rock, it’s warm."

"We can stay a little longer," Hunter leaned against one of the egg-shaped stones, "Warm up, Pip."

You purred in content, rolling back onto your side, absorbing the heat.

Wrecker continued to run his fingers through your hair as you felt yourself start to drift off into a little nap.

Just as you were drifting off into blissful sleep, you heard a whisper.

"Pip," Hunter said so quietly you almost mistook it for the wind.

You blinked open your eyes, feeling Wrecker’s fingers stilled in your hair. When you opened your eyes, you saw the same albino tooka sitting just next to your head, staring right at you with its beaming azure eyes.

Everyone remained deathly still, scared to scare off the creature.

You watched Tech hit record on his helmet, capturing the rare moment.

You slowly lifted your head, trying to sit up. The tooka sat on its haunches, watching you. You tilted your head to the side, and it mimicked you. You gasped quietly, looking at the tiny creature. It stepped forwards, rubbing its cheek and side against your leather boots before sauntering off again. This time, you stood up, suddenly feeling well enough to walk, and followed the creature without a word to the others.

Tech was about to interject, but Echo put a hand on his chest, silencing his brother. The Alphas watched curiously as you trailed after the small creature.

"The Force," Echo whispered, jumping over a stone to catch up to you.

"There’s no way you know this is the Force," Tech grumbled.

"Why did it choose her?" Echo retorted.

"Because she’s the least threatening," Tech argued. "It is known animals prefer human females."

"No, idiot," Echo shook his head, "This is how the Force works."

"That is yet to be determined," the pilot shook his head… mumbo jumbo.

They watched you follow the tooka in a trance-like state as you squeezed between narrow passageways that they struggled to get through.

"Adi’ka," Hunter whispered, not wanting to scare off the animal.

You didn’t respond, just continued to follow the animal.

The boys shared a look of concern at your lack of acknowledgement . Echo, however, wasn’t put off. He was confident you had found what you were all looking for. He continued staying close. He had definitely seen stranger things serving under Anakin.

It wasn’t lost on him that your energy magically restored in the presence of the little creature along with your unusual attire matching the feline. The Force works in strange ways, but he was so sure.

You eventually reached a clearing surrounded by stones. The ground was covered in swirling ancient carvings spanning the entire clearing. The tooka led you to the center where the swirls stopped. Your body came to a halt, and the boys slowly inched inside, keeping to the walls.

You plopped down onto the ground, kneeling at the center and hitting back on your haunches, mirroring the tooka.

“What is she doing?” Wrecker whispered. The others didn’t answer; they just watched as you remained still, seemingly meditating.

“I don’t like this,” Hunter said, moving to step forward, but a ferocious growl halted his movements. Wrecker gasped, seeing the absolutely monumental wolf appear from between the surrounding rocks. It was a couple of feet taller than himself, which made him even more uneasy.

It snarled, baring its teeth at the boys as it began to circle you. Hunter grabbed his gun on reflex, but when he went to shoot the wolf, the gun jammed.

“What the?” He pulled the trigger again, but no blast came.

The wolf stared at him as another appeared, and then another! Five wolves in total began to walk in circles around you as you sat with the tooka almost unaware of their presence.

Then, to everyone’s utter shock, the wolf spoke, “I know why you have come to this place.”

“Holy Kark,” Wrecker shook his head, thinking he was imagining things.

“I know why you have brought this female here,” he said, looking in your direction, seeing you still in the trance. The wolf’s baritone voice sent chills down Hunter’s spine.

“We just want to know if she’s okay,” Hunter stepped forward pleadingly.

“Very few Jedi have found this place,” the wolf growled, “How is it you have found this place?”

“I’ve been here before,” Echo offered, “My General was a Jedi; he brought his Padawan here many years ago.”

“The Force has led you here,” the wolf continued his prowl, “This female is much more connected to the Force than you may have believed.”

“She’s Jedi?” Hunter asked.

“No,” the Wolf shook his head.

You felt your body grow weak, and you slumped to your side before lying down in the center of the rock monument.

“Y/N!” Hunter wanted to rush to your side, but the Wolves snapped at him, forcing him back or else he’d be met with sharp white fangs.

“Please! She’s sick!” The Sergeant was starting to feel himself get sick from worry. Watching you lay there was sending his instincts into overdrive… he felt helpless for the first time in his life.

“Young Y/N is not sick,” the wolf halted his prowl, and the others followed suit. They took a seat on their haunches, facing you like guardian angels.

“Then what’s wrong with her?” Tech demanded.

“Your people call her Ori’Sol,” the wolf rumbled.

They looked to Tech, “It’s Mando’a for many.” The pilot informed.

“We weren’t raised with our kind,” Hunter shook his head, “We don’t know who Ori’Sol is.”

The wolf stared at him with deep piercing eyes, “The first Ori’Sol was an ancient Jedi named Kaj. She was an omega, such as your mate. While omegas and alphas desire monogamy, her Jedi ways forced her to detach from these desires, and she split her soul bond into many pieces. Through her mastery of the Force, she accomplished this,” the wolf looked down at your small frame, “Thus the ancient line of Ori’Sol was born. This female is a descendant of Kaj, ten thousand generations later.”

“So what does that mean?” Hunter shook his head, trying to understand how this relates.

“Ori’Sol have the ability to have many mates, as did Kaj. It would seem her soul has already chosen before her mind and body.”

“Our brother, Crosshair?” Hunter clarified.

“He is one,” the wolf tilted his head, “But there appears to be more.”

“What do we have to do to help her?” Hunter’s worry was growing.

“We will help her now,” the wolf looked to the others surrounding her, “Sever this premature bond, but be warned, this female has a tumultuous story filled with many trials and tribulations.”

“Will it hurt her or Crosshair?” Tech asked.

“No harm will come to your mate,” the wolves all lowered themselves down onto their elbows and paws. They bowed their heads, and you rolled onto your back, looking up at the sky.

Then the brightest of white light appeared overhead, and your lithe form began to hover in the air with the power of the force.

The boys all stared in pure astonishment. Wrecker let out an audible gasp.

The wolves continued their Force magic, lifting your body higher as more and more light flooded in. Then all of the ancient carvings lit up with that same light, causing the boys to close their eyes or risk going blind. They shielded themselves from the brightness, flinching as it peaked.

Then in a blink, the light vanished.

The boys opened their eyes, adjusting to the sudden darkness. When they looked around, it was no longer mid-day; overhead, the night sky shone bright with twinkling stars, and your form lay alone in the center of the clearing still on your side.

There were no longer any wolves or tookas, just the five of you alone in the Lothal wilderness.

“Y/N!” Hunter ran forward, kneeling down at your side, rolling you over onto your back, and feeling for a pulse. You groaned, feeling his hands poking around your neck frantically.

Hunter sighed with relief.

Tech pulled out his datapad to scan your temp, “Back to normal.”

“Did they do it?” Wrecker asked, leaning over you, “They fixed Pip?”

“Hold on, Wrecker, let her wake up first,” Echo urged.

You blinked open your eyes slowly, adjusting to the fact it was now nighttime. You took a deep gasp in, sitting upright suddenly.

“You okay?” Echo knelt in front of you.

“What was that?” You touched your chest, feeling slightly… empty? It was a strange feeling. Where the agonizing pain was, there was just… nothing. It felt kind of like a hole in your chest.

“The Force,” Echo nodded, “Good enough for you?” He looked at Tech.

“Fine, I concede. Next time we see a white tooka, we follow it,” Tech rolled his eyes.

“A white tooka?” You asked, using Hunter’s shoulder to help you stand up, getting used to standing up again on your own two feet.

“Yeah, Pip,” Wrecker scratched the back of his head, “There was a white tooka that brought us here, and then these massive talking wolves healed you.”

You just looked at Wrecker like he had grown three heads before looking at the others.

“He’s telling the truth,” Hunter shrugged.

“No kriffin' way,” you swatted at your white torn clothes, trying to dust yourself off.

“No shit,” Echo laughed, “Now that has to be the strangest thing I’ve ever seen.” He punched Wrecker, “I told you guys.”

“You were, in fact, correct, Echo,” Tech nodded.

“Hah!” Echo jeered, “Write that down!”

“Ugh,” Tech groaned before pulling out his datapad, trying to retrace their steps.

“Let’s get back to the ship,” Hunter turned back the way they came.

“You feeling better?” Wrecker nudged you.

You smiled, “Yeah. I feel normal again.”

“Good!” He smiled, ushering for you to walk first.

“And we know you’re not a Jedi!” Echo laughed.

You scrunched your brows, “What?”

“We’ll tell you about it back on the ship,” Hunter shook his head, leading the expedition.

“I feel like I missed a lot,” you sighed, stepping over a large rock.

“Oh yeah,” Echo replied, pushing you up onto a rock that was a little too tall.

“Ugh why can’t things ever just go smoothly?” You growled, hauling yourself up to swing your leg up.

“Because that’s not the way our lives are written,” Echo joked.

“Then I need to speak to the author,” you slid down the other side, almost plummeting into Hunter.

“Alright, it’s a quick walk once we hit the grasslands,” Hunter said, squeezing through a narrow pass.

“Sounds good,” you sighed, “I’m hungry.”

“You and me both!” Wrecker’s boisterous voice echoed between the rocks.

You trailed after Hunter, following him back the same way they came. Reaching out, you ran your fingers through the dancing grasses, feeling the smooth leaves stroke your hands. Looking out around you, there was nothing but rolling hills and the Marauder in sight. Even under the night sky, Lothal’s moon lit up the land with silvery white light. It was beautiful, you thought. You heard the chittering of wild loth cats in the distance, settling in for the night while you finally could see the ship getting closer.

Feeling a particularly strong gust of wind blow past your face, you briefly looked behind you back at the rocky mountains. Wrecker, Tech, and Echo turned to look at what you were looking at, but like you, saw nothing but grey rocks.

“Let’s make some dinner,” Hunter said, opening the hatch and allowing you to climb in first. You stepped inside, smelling the lingering scent of your distress from earlier and turned up your nose.

“I’ll start dinner, but someone explain to me what just happened out there,” you grabbed a pan off the wire rack and set it down on the electro burner.

“Well…” Hunter looked to the others, “You fell asleep on that sun stone. Then that white tooka appeared. You followed it for a while all the way to a clearing in the stones. Then five giant wolves appeared. They told us why you were experiencing that sickness, and then they healed you.”

“It was like a giant ball of light!” Wrecker waved his hands around, “Like a small sun! And you were floating in the air! And the wolves could talk!”

You looked at him with wide eyes, “I floated?”

They nodded their heads.

“Anything else?” You asked, ripping open the ration pack and putting the contents into the pan to heat it up.

“No… that pretty much covers it,” Echo set his helmet down and started peeling his armor off.

“Fascinating,” you said, still in a bit of disbelief, “So what was the reasoning for the sickness in the first place?”

You watched them look at each other, exchanging looks of trepidation. It seemed like they were trying their best to choose their words carefully.

“Mesh’la,” Hunter began, “It would seem your lineage is very, very old. On Mandalore, our people have a word for those in your line…”

You raised a brow.

“Ori’Sol,” he said, sitting down at the table bench, “The loth wolves told us that they knew why we had brought you to them. They told us you were Ori’Sol. Your lineage goes back to ancient Jedi. They didn’t seem surprised you were feeling this sickness.”

“What is Ori’Sol? Am I Mandalorian like you?” You asked, setting down your stirring spoon.

“No, well, I don’t think you are,” Tech corrected, “Ori’Sol is an old legend from our people. It’s a story about an ancient Jedi who had many alphas and many pups. She had started many lines of omegas with the same ability. They spread all throughout the galaxy over many generations.” He had been researching on your walk back, you realized.

You were still confused, “So what? Am I part of this lineage?”

“It would seem, you’re an Ori’Sol Omega. Very rare in our designations,” Tech explained, “It means you can have many mates.”

“The wolves said you were sick because your soul had already chosen Crosshair as a mate despite no bite,” Echo said.

“What?” You shook your head with a laugh, “That doesn’t make any sense. Crosshair isn’t my mate.”

“It doesn’t really seem to make a difference. It’s more like your soul chose him as a mate,” Hunter explained, “Which also means that if the same rules apply, so did he.”

"That's why you felt the pain of the betrayal after Order 66," Tech pointed out. You just stood there, confused, jaw hanging open, flabbergasted. "How is that even possible?"

"I'm assuming that's why Crosshair had to be tortured. He was fighting the clone programming, trying to save you," Tech nodded.

You felt tears welling up in your eyes. Quickly wiping them away, you took a deep breath to center yourself. "Okay, but I know he's not my mate... he doesn't smell any different like everyone says a mate does."

"I think it's one-sided with an Ori'Sol," Hunter thought. "That makes the most sense as you smell very unique to us."

"Fives said even you smelled good to him," Tech typed into his datapad, looking for an answer. "What if an Ori'Sol carries the unique scent to attract many different alphas instead of just the fated singular partner?"

"Uh, this is getting more confusing," Wrecker plopped down next to you while you continued to cook.

"This is just a hypothesis," you shook your head. "I've never even heard of Ori'Sol Omegas before."

"Not many have," Tech said, scrolling through information. "It seems a lot of them have historically been executed."

"Oh, great," you sighed, picking up a plate to dump the steaming contents of food onto for Wrecker.

"Except on Mandalore," Tech showed you his datapad.

You read through the explanation. Since Mandalore had many matriarchal practices, Ori'Sol omegas were considered great gifts to society. Their unique nature was seen as a blessing from the gods.

"Hmm," you ripped open a packet of freeze-dried vegetables and started rehydrating them.

"Pip is a blessing," Wrecker crushed you into a hug. You squeaked before going limp. Wrecker smiled and put you back down on your feet with a kiss to your head. You looked at them as they stayed standing there, looking like they still had something else to say.

"Spill it before I make Echo tell me," you pointed a spoon in their direction.

Hunter swallowed and looked to Tech.

Tech pushed up his goggles. "The last part of the interaction with the loth wolves revealed that you also view... us," he gestured to his brothers, "as your mates."

You felt the blush creeping up on your cheeks then looked down to the food, continuing to turn them over in the sizzling pan.

"Anything else?" you coughed, feeling Wrecker staring into your soul.

"And the wolf told us to take care of you," Hunter whispered. "To take care of our mate."

You looked up at him. Did that mean... no...

"Your soul chose us mesh'la, but it seems ours chose yours too," Hunter crossed his arms over his broad chest.

You turned off the burner and set down the spoon starting to feel your heart race. Hunter perked up hearing the change in speed.

"I don't even know what to say," you sat down, running a hand through your hair, feeling stress flooding your system. "That means we're mated? I don't understand… If I leave your sides, am I going to, like, die? What if something happens to one of you? Oh my god. Is that why they had to put me into stasis while you were off-planet? Oh my god... oh my god!" You stood up abruptly, "Crosshair's never going to stop searching for me... He's going to go fucking feral!" You squeaked. "He's probably coming right now!”

Echo stood up. "Relax, there's no way he knows where we are."

"But I've seen him track his targets. He's almost as good at it as Hunter," you whined. "It's only a matter of time!”

"Y/N, please calm down," Tech sighed. "You're going to faint again."

You let out a stressed cry before starting to pace in a circle. "What exactly did the wolves do to fix the bond?” You touched your sternum, “It feels empty in here.”

Hunter looked down at the ground, knowing you weren't going to like the answer. "They severed it," he said with an exhale.

You shrieked. "He's going to think I'm dead! If there's a bond, he would have felt it! He's going to hunt you all down to the ends of the galaxy!" This was so royally bad. Crosshair was definitely losing his damn mind right now. Probably tearing apart Tapoca city and murdering everyone in sight as we speak.

"We can handle Crosshair," Hunter reassured. "You need to try to calm down or you'll faint like Tech said."

You forced yourself to sit back down.

"What about the Empire?" you looked at them frantically. "They know! And they wanted me for something. They let Crosshair be around me... and Tarkin! They know exactly what I am."

"We still need to figure out what that might be, but maybe it won't matter if we just lay low and stay out of the way of the Empire," Wrecker suggested.

"And where could we possibly do that?" you growled, pushing your palms to your forehead. "They're everywhere. You guys don't even have any credits!"

They blanked, realizing this might be a little more difficult than they had realized.

"Oh my god! My credits!" you stood up. "We have to go to a banking system right now! I have to pull out all my credits before the Empire seizes them." You stole Tech's datapad from his hand to start searching for places. "If they're coming after me, or if Crosshair is, they'll know where I am when I pull the money. We'll have to leave quickly and hide somewhere fast."

"Assuming they haven't changed the currency," Tech noted. "If that's the case, then I think your credits may not be as valuable."

"Regardless, we have to do this fast," you nodded to the ship console. "Get it going or whatever Hunter says."

They looked to Hunter, who repeated the same gesture, and they sprung into action.

"What system has your same banking union?" Tech asked, taking back his datapad. "Ord Mantel?" He scowled.

"It's the closest, and yeah, my bank is a little sus. That's what happens when you grow up dirt-poor on Coruscant," you crossed your arms defensively.

"Ord Mantel it is," Tech punched in the coordinate codes.

Hunter wrapped a hand around your bicep, guiding you into the bunks. You allowed him to drag you through the ship before stepping aside away from his brothers. "Don't think I'm just going to let you gloss over the fact that we're mates," he cornered you, pressing you against the wall of his bunk.

You pressed your hands to his chest and looked up at him as he caged you in. Your heart continued to race but the adoring look in his eyes started to dull the panic.

"I don't even know what to say or think, Hunter..." you looked down suddenly, too overwhelmed by his intense eyes. "This is just happening so fast."

"I literally witnessed the craziest shit of my life today, only to confirm that you are, in fact, made for me," he gently gripped your chin, lifting it to force you to look at him. "We can take it at whatever pace you want, mesh'la, but I'm never, ever letting you go.” He vowed.

You struggled to breathe; he was making you feel warm and tingly. "I just want it all to happen naturally. There isn't exactly a handbook for this particular situation."

He chuckled. "Wouldn't that be nice?"

"The universe is changing so fast... and—" you croaked, "and Cross..." Your heart ached just a tinge, "This isn't the situation I imagined when picturing my future with my husband."

"I don't think it was for any of us," he agreed, "We kind of just came to terms with the fact we'd probably die on the battlefield. I never thought we'd be here now, but as shitty as it is, I wouldn't change it for the world as long as I get to have met you." He nuzzled the side of your head.

"I wouldn't change it either, Hunter," you sighed, "I just don't even know how to handle this. Like, are you all okay with this? This is kind of crazy."

"I think my vod are fine with it," he let out a breathy laugh, "We've wanted you for much longer than all of this."

"Do you think the Ori'Sol thing is why you were all more inclined to share?" you wondered.

"Maybe," he nodded, "Clones have a tendency to share everything... even women," he smirked, "But this always felt a bit deeper, I think."

"You think the Force bonded our souls earlier than all of this?" you asked.

"Yeah," he smiled, "I do."

"I'd like to think that too," you smiled up at him. He returned the expression before leaning forwards to bring his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss, letting him guide you.

This kiss was so much more different than the ones before. It was filled with so much love and emotion, you felt yourself flutter with excitement.

"Hey… Hey!" Wrecker burst into the room pouting as you two broke apart smiling.

"I want pip time," he reached for you, but Hunter shoved him away.

"She's not a toy, Wrek," he growled.

"I know," he crossed his arms, "She's our mate."

You shivered from the conviction in his voice. It felt so right to hear him call you that. It felt like you belonged. And you hadn't felt like that in a long while.

You felt the ship rumble as it lifted into the air. The trip to Ord Mantel wouldn't take long, according to Tech, which you were glad for. Time was of the essence.

You looked between Hunter and Wrecker, "So how does this work? How do I make sure you're all happy?"

Hunter crossed his arms, "We can make a schedule, so everyone gets their fair time with you on their own. We can start building relationships that way."

"Works for me," Wrecker agreed.

"And what about…" you pointed to your neck, specifically the gland there, "How does that work?"

"One bridge at a time," Hunter smiled, "Plus, I don't think we're ready for that big step yet, huh?"

You nodded, glad that was his answer. You were a little intimidated by a lifelong commitment like that, but then again, you didn't know if that even would apply to you in this circumstance.

An omega with multiple alphas? That's insane. This whole thing is insane...

"Can I have the first night?" Wrecker asked, making you smile at the lovey eyes he was giving you.

"We draw straws," Hunter rolled his eyes.

Wrecker groaned but relented. Fair is fair.

~~~

"You're seriously drawing straws?" Echo shook his head.

"Well, what else do you suggest?" Hunter held out his fist with the straws.

Echo just shut his mouth to let the sergeant carry on.

"Longest gets the first night, shortest gets third," he said, holding out his fist.

Tech drew, then Wrecker, leaving Hunter with the last one.

They all flipped over their palms, revealing the stick lengths.

Wrecker groaned; his was third.

You stifled a giggle at his forlorn expression.

Tech revealed his, then Hunter.

Hunter had the longest, and Tech had the middle.

So that was the order... eldest to youngest, how coincidental.

"So that's settled," you smirked, leaning into Echo. He just threw his scomp arm around your shoulder, watching Wrecker grovel for Tech's night instead. You laughed, feeling the first semblance of normalcy again... even the nagging reminder of Crosshair settled in the back of your mind giving you a moment of peace.

Echo then whipped around, hearing the telltale chime that you were exiting hyperspace, "On approach," he said, sitting back down in his chair with Tech.

"Ord Mantel, everyone," Echo said, directing Tech to the nearest empty spaceport.

The Marauder was set down gently, and the five of you exited the ship. You threw the last few remaining credits you had at the port owner before taking off into the unfamiliar city.

"The bank should be just up here," Tech directed everyone to a seedy-looking building.

"That doesn't look like a bank," you raised a brow.

"It would appear to be a local dive bar, but it says here that the owner has a money transfer machine inside," Tech replied.

"Whatever works," you dug around in your bag, pulling your bank card out. Hunter entered first with Wrecker, while you followed behind with Echo and Tech.

The bar was dark and dingy, with two locals playing sabacc at a table, but other than that, the place was empty. You saw the money transfer machine in the back corner and made a beeline while the others checked out the bar.

While you were plugging in your banking info, Echo and Hunter settled at the counter.

“You know her credits won't hold us for long. The Republic doesn’t pay anyone very well,” Echo pointed out.

“It will be enough to get us on our feet. We’ll pick a low-key planet on the outer rim and find some land to keep her safe,” Hunter rested an elbow on the table, watching you carefully.

“You know he’ll come after you,” Echo said lowly. “She’s right, it’s only a matter of time. Especially if he thinks she’s dead.”

“He won’t be able to find us. We won’t leave a trail,” Hunter replied.

“What happens if she needs him?” Echo asked honestly. He was still worried you’d eventually turn sick again.

Hunter stared at his vod. “Then we’ll find him.”

“You make everything sound simple,” Echo shook his head. “Nothing about this is simple. What if this new empire decides they want her?”

“Then we’ll disappear,” Hunter stared at you. “I won't lose her, Echo. I can’t.”

Echo sighed as you came trotting over. You gave them a solemn shake of the head. “It didn’t work,” you groaned, “They already changed the currency.”

Echo looked to Hunter.

“I hear you need some work,” a smiley voice caught all of your attention.

“And you are?” Echo deadpanned.

“The owner of this fine establishment,” the Trandoshan waved around. “I’m Cid,” she narrowed her yellow eyes. “You’re clones.”

Hunter furrowed his brow.

“I’m in need of some muscle. You guys complete this job for me, I’ll split the earnings 60% - $40,” she offered.

“What do we get out of this?” Tech asked. “We seem to be doing all the heavy lifting.”

“I don’t tell the Empire sweet-cheeks is here,” she pointed at you with her gangly claw, “and we both get paid.”

Hunter tensed. She must have overheard him talking to Echo at the bar. Kark.

“What’s the job?” Hunter asked skeptically knowing they are going to be in desperate need of some credits.

“A rescue,” she pulled out a bar stool to sit. “I need you to find a kid named Muchi…”

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