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Y/n, an ex-Sith turned Jedi, and Rex, a Captain in the Grand Army of the Republic. How can a relationship like theirs work? Yet alone work on the battlefield of war? And on top of the war consuming the Galaxy Jedi aren't supposed to form attachmen...
Original source: My brain, inspired by George Lucas' Star Wars: The Clone Wars S1.
Synopsis: Y/n and Wolffe struggle with the thought of a spy in their ranks. The desperate pair unaware that General Grievous is already on his way to their position to protect the spy's identity.
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Each betrayal begins with trust.
A Separatist spy in the 104th.
Master Y/n L/n is left in distress after learning from a contact on Ord Mantell that someone in her ranks is feeding information off to the Separatists.
Returning back to her cruiser orbiting the planet she intends to find out just who this person is.
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Parking the ship back up in the hangar. My thoughts reeled, the boys already standing up to leave. I stayed sitting in my seat, flopping my head back against the headrest. How could I let this happen? How was someone so desperate to do this? Was it my fault? Was I not as nice to everyone as I had once thought I was?
Shaking the thoughts from my head, although it wouldn't be for long, I forced myself to get up. Making my way down the two ramps, I came to a stop.
"Go get some rest." I nodded my head at Sinker and Boost.
"You don't have to tell me twice, General." Boost huffed in amusement, stretching his arms high above his head, his joints clicking. I managed to send him a soft smile.
I picked up a slow walk, my path clear in my head that I needed to get to the bridge as soon as I possibly could. Finding out who had betrayed my trust was top priority. Or was it I who had betrayed their trust? That thought had me frowning down at the metal floor as I made my way through the halls.
Wolffe suddenly appeared at my side. I glanced over at him, waiting for him to speak. To my slight surprise he didn't even open his mouth, instead we walked in complete silence all the way up to the bridge. I was thankful for that, for him. He knew to keep me company but that I didn't feel like talking just yet.
"Did you get the information?" Oriya swiftly questioned as soon as he saw Wolffe and I step through the door. Softly I nodded my head at him, stopping at the holotable. My palms found the surface of it, my eyes fixated on the blue surface. "Well, what was it?"
"I don't know yet." I meekly spoke up, lifting my gaze to meet his. He looked pale, maybe he truly was getting ill. "Can we have the room please?" I asked, directing my words to the room rather than Oriya himself.
