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Peter: Ms. Carol Marvel, I have a question, ma'am.
Carol: Marvel isn't my last name, but go ahead, Peter.
Peter: Are you my mother figure or my lesbian aunt?
Carol:
Carol: Why not both?
A/N: Hello everyone! Who's ready for a new episode in my "Ahsoka season 2 and Beyond" series? This one is about Sabine and Shin finding a little orphaned and Force sensitive kid and they need to figure out what to do with him. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!
They dashed to the station. When they came into the light, they saw the ship fly off, too high to be reached or pulled back down with the Force. Sabine holstered her blaster and cursed:
“Karabast! We missed it!”
She pressed a button on her vambrace.
“Hera? It’s me. We missed it by a minute. It’s a YV-929 light freighter. We’re too far to track it. Please advise.”
Then, she turned off her communication and huffed. Beside her, Shin stared at the small ship. It was shrinking quickly toward the clouds. One more minute and they might have been on board to save those kidnapped children.
“Should we get back to the ship?” she suggested.
She turned to Sabine, only to feel eyes watching her. She turned away. Something huddled in the shadows, out of sight behind empty crates. Sabine knew her wife well enough to know that something had caught her attention. She approached the crates slowly. Shin followed. She wasn’t feeling hostility, but dreadful fear. She clipped her lightsaber back onto her belt.
Sabine pushed one of the empty containers aside, revealing a little boy on the other side. He looked up at them with tear-filled eyes. His dark hair curled atop his head. His black skin was marred by bruises around his neck and a scratch on his cheek. The sleeve of his shirt was torn. As soon as he spotted Sabine, he recoiled and knocked into another empty crate behind him.
“Wow, hey,” Sabine said.
Gently, she took off her helmet and smiled down at the boy.
“We’re friends. We don’t want to hurt you, promise.”
Still, the boy wasn’t at ease. He crawled away from the woman made of metal and hid behind Shin’s legs. Shin stayed perfectly still, afraid to hurt the boy if she tried to step away from him. Sabine kneeled in front of him, setting her helmet on the ground.
“Where you in the big cargo box? Did you escape from the ship?”
After a moment of hesitation, the boy gave a tiny nod.
“We wanted to stop the ship but we weren’t fast enough. You must be very brave to have escaped.”
Shin couldn’t see the boy’s expression, but she could feel a strange buzzing coming from him, like the air was singing. She’d never felt anything quite like it before. She focused on it. In front of her, Sabine continued to talk to the boy:
“I’m Sabine, and this is Shin. What’s your name?”
Instead of answering, the boy curled up against Shin’s leg even more.
“You have nothing to be scared of now that we’re here, I promise,” Sabine told him.
Still, the boy remained quiet. Sabine gave him a tentative smile but it seemed no use.
“Poor kid. They really did a number on you.”
“His name is Finn,” Shin said.
Unfortunately the final chapter of I Can Wait for You at the Bottom will be delayed because AO3 is down for maintenance and I will be in class once the website is up and running again. I will do my best to post it before 6 p.m. Eastern Standard Time but otherwise it will have to wait until tonight... Sorry guys 😔
Hello everyone! Since a lot of you seemed to enjoy the posting schedule I made last month I thought I would make a new one for the coming month and beyond, as I once again find myself with a lot of story ready to post!
Sat. 2nd & Wed. 6th December: The last two chapters of Gray November, I've been down since July (https://archiveofourown.org/works/51672217/chapters/130624462)
Saturday 9th December: Another addition to the "Ahsoka season 2 and beyond series" (https://archiveofourown.org/series/3825343). Temporary title is "The Morning Sketch" but definite rating is E ;)
Wednesday 13th December: 5 times someone interrupted Sabine and Shin making out + 1 time no one did.
Saturday 16th December: Beginning of my new multi-chapter fic (as of now only known as the Obi-Wan AU)
Thursday 21st December: Life Day on Peridea (short Christmasy fic)
Sunday 24th December: Second, longer Christmas fic set in my High School AU verse (https://archiveofourown.org/series/3812962)
Saturday 6th January: Begining of the next multi-chapter fic (hopefully)
And with that busy month ahead of us, I hope you will enjoy reading these stories as much as I enjoyed writing them!
Have some Aunt Nebula
Ok ...im intruiged whats the clone experiment fic gonna be about?
I'm so glad you asked :) I was inspired by some things that happened in the final season of the Bad Batch. I don't want to spoil the whole thing but basically it's a kid fic except neither Shin nor Sabine knew they had a kid and they've been in a situationship since they came back from Peridea. So now they have to deal with the kid and their feelings at the same time!
Brie Larson & her award winning eyebrows
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Don’t forget to love each other.
A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back after last week break with a Wolfwren vampire story! Fair warning it's a little bloody (and a little sexy). Here is the beginning and if you want to read the rest of the first chapter, the link will be at the end! Enjoy!
When Sabine had decided to change career, she really could have picked anything. But because she liked to make herself suffer, she became a nurse. And because she was so tightly wound with self-control, she became a nurse at the emergency services.
Working the night shift meant that she saw less kids who broke their legs falling off a trampoline and more people caught in drunk driving accidents and high as hell teenagers convinced they could jump from the roof and into the pool. In the early hours of the evening, she might see the tail end of people who had come to the ER in the afternoon, but by two in the morning, she was just waiting for the next car accident victims to roll in.
Her coworkers had gone to get a coffee while the room was relatively quiet. Sabine had declined the coffee, as usual. The other nurses usually made fun of her, telling her then she might be young now but give it a few years and she would be running through the night shift on coffee just like them. Jokes on them, Sabine was definitely older than them.
The call came through from one of the ambulances, and Sabine picked up since she was the only one at the nurse’s station.
“Emergency?”
“We have another one for you. ETA 2 minutes.”
“Car crash?”
“Pedestrian.”
Sabine expected the worse when pedestrians were hit by cars. A lot of blood, usually.
“We’ll be ready.”
She hung up and jumped into action. She rushed out of the ER, grabbing a gurney on the way there. She pushed it out and arrived outside just as the ambulance pulled out, lights blinking hard into the moonless night. The EMTs at the back pushed the door open so hard that it snapped against the truck. They transferred the patient from one gurney to the other. Sabine pushed the gurney back inside, helped by one of the EMTs.
“Pressure is 125 over 75. She’s lost a lot of blood.”
“What happened?”
“She got hit by a car while crossing, but the car had just been stopped at a red light.”
Sabine looked down at the woman whose broken arm was clutched against her chest. She had lost consciousness already. She had to focus to understand what she was looking at. The blood, as always, called all of her attention. All she saw, for a second, was red. Her throat began to itch. It was only through years of practice that she managed to push it all aside and see past the blood. Her radius was broken, the bone protruding through the skin like a shard of bloodied stone. She had a wound on the shoulder that required stitching as it leaked blood fast. The rest were superficial nips.
“She was wounded already before the car?” Sabine deduced from the severity of the wounds and the EMT’s explanation.
“The driver said he saw her stumble in front of him but he couldn’t tell if she was bleeding or not.”
“We’ll take it from here.”
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